#reader x wonho

[monsta-x-jagi]

Legal Affairs - Chapter 1

Synopsis: A rookie lawyer helps Wonho while he is being investigated for involvement in black market dealings.

Word count: 2.8k

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You walked through the revolving doors to Useungja Law Firm whose name meant “winner.” One of the best law firms in Seoul, it was known for having a high proportion of successful cases, and specialising in commercial law, civil suits and similar matters. Which is why you were surprised at the new case given to you. 

“I thought we didn’t do criminal cases?” You asked your CEO.

“We don’t, but this was a special request, from my friend at the TV station. He wants to make sure his station isn’t caught up in these charges, so he discussed it with the idol’s agency and asked me to look into it.” The CEO replied and gave you the file to flick through. He knew you wouldn’t refuse the case, but he could tell you were feeling nervous.

After a long pause, you asked, “So why me? This feels like an important case.”

“I heard you had something of an interest in dark seedy black market crimes. Plus, you took criminal law classes last semester and I haven’t touched that stuff in over a decade.” 

“Wow samcheon (uncle), you really had to make it sound like I have personal experience with the black market huh?” You laughed. “But sure, I will take the case.” You even saluted the CEO for good measure.

He laughed, before his face turned serious again. “Alright, but just one more thing sweetheart. Your mum said you missed out on all the other internships, but working at your old uncle’s firm isn’t pity, okay? I know you’re good, so get out there and prove it, because you’re still a skilled lawyer.”

Your client was a Lee Hoseok, represented by Starship Entertainment. He was part of a large number of idols being investigated for involvement with various black market entities, though nobody had been charged yet. You were simply there as a preventative measure to support him throughout the investigation. Following a party with several guests that included dubious and suspicious people, Le Hoseok and several others had been named as persons of interest.

The door to the meeting room opened soon after you sat down, and two men walked in, with one clearly being Hoseok. His hoodie did a pathetic job of hiding his figure which was clearly the result of many dedicated hours at the gym. You reached over to your drink bottle, telling yourself it’s because you are thirsty after seeing the iced coffee he had in his hand, and not for any other reason. The men sat across from you, and you introduced yourself and the plan for the meeting today. 

“Hello. My name is y/n and I will be handling your case. Today, I just want to ask some questions based on what’s in the file. But you can keep talking even outside of those questions. I really just want to hear anything that will help your case, that’s all.”

Hoseok’s manager tapped his arm. He had been zoning out all morning since the manager mentioned his schedule for the day. He studied the lawyer in front of him. You seemed very young, probably younger than him, and he felt a small sense of dread that a rookie was handling his case.

“I didn’t do anything. I swear, I never stole anything, took drugs or hurt someone. I didn’t even do it for someone else.” He blurted out.

He didn’t intend to sound desperate, but he had been so lost in his thoughts earlier that he didn’t even hear your question.

Poor boy. He seemed very out of it. “It’s okay, this is a preventative measure for the investigation. We know nothing happened.” He appeared a little calmer once you said that, so you began listing your plan of action.

“I’m going to request surveillance footage from the TV station where this party supposedly happened. If you keep an inventory of what’s usually in your bags, I'd like to see that too, as well as a list of staff members or guests who were present.”

Hoseok simply nodded and his manager who agreed to provide anything you needed.

Then there was one more thing. You apologetically turned to the manager. “Client-attorney privilege only applies between me and Mr Lee. So for our conversations to be protected, we do technically need to have our consults alone. I hope you understand.”

The manager nodded, and with no hostility, left the room after squeezing Hoseok’s shoulder. 

You waited for the manager to leave before continuing your interview with Hoseok. You decided to forego your desire to run your gaze appreciatively all over his body by simply looking down at your notes. You asked your first question. “Do you have any exes I should be concerned about?”

Hoseok almost sputtered his coffee when he heard that, and looked at you questioningly.

“Sorry, I wasn’t hitting on you.” This was a bad habit you needed to fix before heading to a courtroom. You often worded things without necessary context. “What I meant was can you think of anyone that would want to hurt you? I won’t tell your manager about these people if you don’t want to me, by the way,” you added, hoping it made him feel safe.

Hoseok didn’t seem to show much emotion when he answered. His voice was monotone and he didn’t even seem to be in the present. “I’ve had some entanglements, but there aren’t any that I think would want to hurt me.”

You tried not to let the initial lack of rapport with your client bother you as you continued you questions. “Can you tell me how much you drank last night?”

Hoseok looked sheepish. “I don’t remember anything from last night, if I am being honest.”

“That’s okay.” You made a small note in the file and continued. “Did you take any drinks given to you by another person? Like something they mixed, not something that came in a can or bottle?”

Hoseok was silent, thinking. “Probably.”

Your first little theory had formed. If the man didn’t remember anything, maybe he was drugged, possibly by one of those suspicious person, and if he was drugged, he may have been unaware of anything he may have done, including at someone else’s orders or under duress. But you needed more evidence for this theory, so you simply said, “I want you to take a drug test, today if possible. I’ll schedule one.”

Hoseok’s eyes widened in shock. Maybe some frustration too, since he had already told you he was innocent, but he nodded. His agency had ordered him to cooperate, though he would’ve done so even without the order.

The last part of your meeting was introducing Hoseok to the CEO. When your questions were done, Hoseok got up and followed you out of the meeting room and into the elevator.

“Mr Lee, if you have any questions at all, you know you can ask, right? I promise I’m not as scary as I look,” you said, laughing a little awkwardly.

You knew you couldn’t possibly look scary to a man that had the strength to crush your bones into a fine dust, but the atmosphere in the elevator wasn’t exactly bright. You could feel Hoseok looking at you, and you hoped he wasn’t stressing too much about the investigation.

Unknown to you, Hoseok was actually admiring your outfit. You were wearing a light blue floral dress that flared out at your hips pared with a very smart-looking white blazer. It was like you couldn’t decide whether to be at the office or at a picnic, and Hoseok thought it was adorable. 

After another bout of silence, you spoke. “Mr Lee, could you enter your number and email address please? I am adding your email to a shared calendar for us. That way, we can keep track of things like important appointments, interviews, etc.” 

Hoseok obliged, typing his details into your phone, and you silently congratulated yourself on not making it sound like you were hitting on your client when you asked for his number.

Inside the CEO’s office, your uncle introduced himself to Hoseok with a firm handshake. “Hello Hoseok. I am y/CEO/n. Y/n is well versed in black market cases, and I will also be around to support you, so there is nothing to worry about.” 

Hoseok felt a small sense of relief hearing that. Surely if you were known to the CEO, you must be good at your job. The CEO then took his phone from his pocket and turned to you, with an amused smile on his face. Hoseok watched the interaction curiously.

“Y/n, I think your plan for the day is great,” the CEO said to you. “However, there’s something I need you to be careful about."

“Yeah? What?” You asked, with far too little honourifics for a CEO. 

Hoseok tensed, expecting an outburst from the man, but was pleasantly surprised when the CEO handed his unlocked phone to you. You stifled a laugh with your hand as you checked the CEO’s phone. Hoseok tried to hide his confused expression at this remarkably affectionate relationship between a rookie and the CEO, but he wasn’t quick enough. 

Noticing his quizzical expression, you began explaining. “The CEO has been a mentor to me since high school. We’re very close, so he teases me about every single silly mistake I make.”

You turned the CEO’s phone to face Hoseok. On the screen was a text message saying ‘Hi Mr Lee, it’s y/n. I’m excited to work with you and promise to do my best. I look forward to getting to know you more.’ 

There was nothing wrong with the message, except that you had texted it to the CEO, and not Hoseok. Seeing that, Hoseok cracked his first genuine smile of the day.

After your idol client left, you went to the Starship Entertainment office. The staff had already been informed to collect footage and any other necessary materials for your investigation. Starship Entertainment also forwarded you the schedules of each Monsta X member for you to conduct interviews with should you need to. When you went to Starship’s office, the list of schedules told you that Yoo Kihyun would be available for an interview.

Kihyun stopped by in between practice and his gym session. He smiled pleasantly and bowed before sitting across from you in a conference room at Starship. “Good afternoon y/n.” 

“Great to meet you, Kihyun.” It slipped your mind to call him Mr Yoo. “Let’s start by talking about what Hoseok was doing during the party. Who he talked to, what he ate or drank, just really anything at all that you remember.” You fiddled with you phone to find the recorder app and showed it to Kihyun. “You don’t mind right?”

“Well, usually I record in a studio, but for you I’ll make an exception,” Kihyun said and laughed. He seemed sweet.

Hoseok had arrived at the party together with his members, but spent most of his time with Hyungwon, sitting on the couch and chatting with a few people. Kihyun couldn’t remember who, but there was no animosity there. As for what Hoseok drank, he did get offered drinks by a few people there, but he stuck to his own drink. Hoseok didn’t even leave his drink unattended as far as Kihyun remembers. As for Hoseok’s behaviour before the party, during the show, Kihyun couldn’t recall anything out of the ordinary, except that Hoseok left one of his bags behind in their van, and they had to ask a staff member to go grab it sometime after arriving at the dressing room. Unfortunately, Kihyun wasn’t sure who that staff member might have been.

“Well thank you for your time, Kihyun. Is it okay if I contact you again if I have questions?” You asked as you finished scribbling some notes. 

“No worries, let me know if you need anything. I really want to help,” Kihyun said earnestly.

As Kihyun reached the door, you suddenly remembered something. “Is there a hair salon at Starship?"

Kihyun blinked confusedly before answering. “Uh yeah, did you need to go there?"

“I saw Hoseok’s schedule said he’s getting his hair done at 4pm, but I need some of his hair for a drug test. I was hoping the hairdresser could cut some for me without making it obvious.” 

Kihyun understood your unasked request. “I can definitely take you to the salon. But there’s one small problem.” You raised your eyebrows at him, waiting for him to finish “Hoseok is planning to bleach his hair, so if you want his hair for a drug test, you gotta be quick."

Your mouth dropped open. “Oh shi- I mean godda-,” you tried not to swear. That drug test would prove your client to at least didn’t consume any drugs, and you were not missing that chance. Kihyun laughed at your crude language, before leading you to the salon.

The hairdresser had draped him and trimmed his hair and was somewhere preparing the bleach and colour. Hoseok’s phone buzzed with a message from Kihyun: DONTT FUICKING BLEACH UR HAIRRR

Was this some prank? Shouldn’t you be working out, little munchkin? Hoseok replied smiling to himself. 

No I mean it, its for ur lawyer, Kihyun responded.

Hoseok was confused, but as he motioned for his hairdresser to hold off on the bleaching, the doors to the salon swung open. Behind it was Kihyun, with your slightly puffed out face appearing behind him. At the sight of Hoseok’s still unbleached hair, you breathed a sigh of relief. Kihyun moved aside to let you through, and much to Hoseok’s surprise, you made a beeline for him, or more specifically, his hair. 

Your fingers first delicately touched it, before stroking their way through it. Then a second and third time. “Oh, Hoseok, thank god,” you murmured. “It’s safe.” 

Hoseok met your gaze in the mirror, raising his eyebrows at you. “You okay there y/n? You uh… don’t get off on people’s hair do you?” 

You didn’t register the joke. “No, no, I just got worried we wouldn’t be able to do the drug test. I need your unbleached hair.”

“How much? I’ll get the stylist to cut it for you,” Hoseok said, motioning for the hairdresser to come closer.

You ran your fingers through his hair a few times before holding up your desired sample for the drug test. “Don’t stress, you’ll still look handsome on stage Mr Lee.” 

Hoseok looked at your through the mirror, smiling. “Why do you call me Mr Lee?” 

“Hm sorry?” Your attention snapped to Hoseok’s face in the mirror. For the first time, you noticed his eyes exuded a sense of kindness you hadn’t seen before.

Hoseok repeated himself. “Why do you call me Mr Lee?”

“Do I have to explain that? You’re my client,” you said.

“True, but you called me Hoseok when you first walked in.”

Your face went blank and Hoseok smirked. Unknowingly, your fingers remained wrapped around a strand of his hair, and your elbow rested on his shoulder. 

Hoseok reached out his hand from under the hairdresser’s drape to touch your arm. “You walked in and did this.” His hand mimicked the way you touched his hair when you first walked in on your forearm. “Oh thank god Hoseok is what you said.”

You flinched at his touch, equal parts shocked and embarrassed. He wasn’t sure whether to be hurt or amused when you took a small step away from him. 

“In my defence, I was addressing myself, not you,” you said, twisting you lips to side in annoyance.

“Last I checked, your name wasn’t Hoseok, so I don’t know why you would address yourself as that,” Hoseok smirked. 

You started chewing your lip then sighed. “Fuck, I didn’t exactly leave the best impression as your lawyer there did I?” You laughed as you spoke, but then suddenly covered your mouth with your hands. “Why did I even do that…”

Hoseok couldn’t help but laugh out loud. You had been so perfectly polite and proper all morning, and that demeanour dissolving was absolutely hilarious. “I never knew my lawyer would have such a crude mouth. Hope it comes in handy in the future.”

You stopped laughing and narrowed your eyes. You returned his smirk. “That is a new version of ‘what that mouth do.’ Good job.” You knew this exchange had lost all sense of professionalism now. 

Hoseok laughed along with you but then became serious. He asked, “Surely nobody says things like that to you. You’re a lawyer, you probably date other educated men.”

You shook your head. “Mr Lee, educated or uneducated, any man is capable of being an asshole.”

“Just Hoseok is fine, Miss y/n.”

“Just y/first/name, is fine, Hoseok,” you parroted back. Having grown a little more comfortable, you stepped in a little closer to the seat again. “So, Hoseok, can your hairdresser cut some hair for me?”

10 minutes later, you were out the door with Hoseok’s hair in a little ziplock bag. You didn’t know it, but you felt a small buzz as you thought about how you finally established some rapport with your client. Or as ordinary people would call it, chemistry.

[star-suh]

Yn and His Week of Wonders

Lee Hoseok, Lee Jeno, Choi Minho, Kim Mingyu, Kang Yeosang x Male Reader

cw: college au, reader becomes a whore, top classmate yeosang, top coach mingyu, top jock jeno, verse jock wonho, top principal minho, verse reader, bareback, sexual toys, cheating, degradation, double penetration, blowjobs, rimjobs, facesitting, spit play, semi-public sex, musk kink, feminization, chest play, spanking, choking.

an: first fic of the year, enjoy 🫶

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yn always thought that life in university would be very hard, the tiring semesters, annoying classmates, papers he has to do, all that wasn't easy and sometimes the thought of dropping out roamed on his head but thankfully a series of events that happened over the course of a week made him stay. life in university would be very interesting for him.

Tuesday:

yn's deskmate yeosang has always flirted with him and yn obviously responded to it. these flirts little by little started to become sexual, touchings here and there, bulge grabbing, vulgar signs. yeosang invited yn to a frat party on the campus. “who the fuck does a party on week days” yn groans, “dunno” yeosang shrugs, “see you there then”. he was not sure if going or not but something was telling him to go, who knows maybe things could escalate to something more fun?. “heyy!! you're here” yeosang went to hug yn and also took advantage to grab yn’s clothed ass. something that caught him off guard but it was foreshadowing what would happen later at night.

10 pm and yeosang was all touchy touchy with yn, all over him, his big frame and muscular arms caging yn against the wall. his breath mixed with alcohol intoxicating yn, their lips brushing against each other, “may i?” yeosang whispered. “yeah…” yn nodded. their lips clashed against each other. they were hungry for each other, their tongues dancing with each other, their saliva mixing and yeosang's biting yn's lower lip. “let's go upstairs” yn suggested.

they didn't wait until the door was closed, they were walking towards the bed while still kissing, just a trail of their clothes left behind. yeosang sat on the bed rubbing his dick, making eye contact with yn who immediately understood what he wanted. he knelt down and began to suck on yeosang’s meat. his glistening lips going up and down his shaft leaving it soaked with spit. he deepthroated him, holding it for a few seconds and then pulling it out completely. “you're doing such a good job. fuck!!” yeo praised.

next thing yn knew was that he was already on top of yeosang, straddling him while his cock plows his hole. his tight walls being opened by each thrust. “fuck yeosang.. this feels so good” he cried, his hands gripping yeosang’s big chest hard, leaving red prints of them. yeosang then made yn stand in all fours and resumed the thrusting while he stands up. yn moaned against the mattress while yeosang was just acting cocky, flexing his muscular arms and looking himself at the closet mirror, his sweaty body shining with the dim lights of the room. “are you ready for it, boy?” yeosang asked, informing yn that he was about to cum. “yes please, fill me up!!” he begged. “holy shit, it's coming” he spanked yn and immediately afterwards he came, his balls emptying themselves inside his deskmate’s sloppy hole. he pulls out and yn fell tired to the mattress, with no strength left. “let me help you” yeosang turn yn around and sucked him off, “wait” yn tried to stop him “what are you doing?”. yeosang continued until yn came on his mouth, he swallowed it all and smacked his lips at the end, as if he just tried something tasty “i just wanted you to cum too”.

unbeknownst to them some pervert was watching everything through the slightly open door.

Wednesday:

yn was getting ready to go and do some help to the sports faculty. while he was getting his bag ready something caught his attention, a transparent dildo poking out his backpack, “oh damn, guess my riding sessions have to be canceled today”, he pushed the dildo to the backpack’s bottom.

the students in that faculty were so disorganized that students from other faculties have had to go and help clean the locker rooms. “these fucking bastards. why do they have to be so dirty, ugh!” yn complained, he also was supposed to join other two students but they canceled at the last minute so he had to do all the work by himself.

“ig guess that's all” he says with joy doing little claps. he sat in one of the benches and rummage through his backpack to find something to eat. being so careless the dildo slowly slipped out of the backpack, falling to the floor, he bent down to pick it up. “hey what are you doing here” a man spoke, the voice catching yn off guard so he jumped in surprise, dropping the dildo once again. it was coach mingyu, the dream man of everyone in the campus. “oh i’m sorry i came here to help clean up the locker rooms” but mingyu wasn't looking at him, his eyes were glued towards something in the floor. realization hitting yn who quickly grabbed the dildo hiding it behind his back. “what's that?” mingyu asked. “nothing” yn nervously tries to brush it off and hide the object.

“were you doing naughty things in here?” mingyu asked, “are you one of those perverts that get off in public spaces?”.

“no, it’s nothing like that” yn’s face was bright red. mingyu kept questioning yn taking some steps forward while yn walked backwards trying to make some space between him and the coach. but then one of his legs gave up and yn fell. the dildo then was picked by mingyu who inspected the clear object, “you're quite the hungry one, huh?” he muttered trying to measure the size of the object with his hands, “you must take it like a champ” he adds…

“fuck it, you really take it like a champ” mingyu groans, his hand accelerating the pace of the thrusts. the sloppy dildo going in and out of yn’s abused hole. he was in one of the benches, folded, holding his legs against his chest displaying all his back side for mingyu to use as he pleases. ‘how the fuck did we ended up doing this’ yn questioned himself on his mind, the pleasure clouding it. mingyu discarded his shirt, his big chest bouncing when he freed it.”you’re making me so horny man” he blurted out. pants already unzipped and underwear already discarded, he was ready to replace the dildo with his own cock, “be ready for the real deal” he said, slapping its tip on the other’s hole. he put it all at once and starts slamming himself with the same speed he used to thrust the dildo. “you’re still so tight after all that dildo fucking. seems like you’re made just to pleasure cocks”.

yn pinched mingyu’s nipples and gripped hard his chest. he loved how big and bouncy it was, god how much he wanted to motorboat them or be suffocated by them, the mere thought making his dick leak drops of cum. mingyu’s big hand stroke yn’s dick while the other arm was around his neck, once again he felt intoxicated by how manly mingyu smelled, how he was being used to pleasure that greek god, he wished he could do this all day. his hole gripping hard mingyu’s cock, he didn’t want mingyu to pull out, he wanted that fat cock inside him forever.

few slams later mingyu pulled out cumming on yn’s back and the later came on mingyu’s hand. he then made yn lick clean his hand and wipe the cum off of his back. “and i was right, you took it like a champ” he winked at him and left. yn left the locker rooms limping.

Tuesday:

“look who’s here”, jeno said while walking towards yn accompanied by his friend hoseok, nicknamed wonho. both were the jocks of the campus and the top athletes of the university. “leave me alone” yn said annoyed. “why tho?. i thought sluts like you love the attention?” jeno adds catching yn off guard, “what did you just said?” yn asked concerned. “weren’t you the one being fucked in that party” jeno quickly responded “and also being folded by coach mingyu, woah such a whore bro”. “how did you even..” yn tried to made up things but jeno cut him off “you shouldn’t be fucking in public spaces ynnie, everyone could catch you, you know?”. “be thankful jeno was the one who caught you in your pervy adventures bro” wonho chimed in. he grabbed yn’s hand and put it on his crotch, “now you should know what we want bro” he added. “what the…” what’s the only thing yn said, “we wanna have a piece of that cake too” jeno said, sliding his hand inside yn’s denim short. “woah woah woah buddy wait. are you two blackmailing me?” yn spoke. “well you could say that bro” wonho shrugged, “but deep inside you know you want to taste our dicks” jeno added.

the “”blackmail”” worked, yn was kneeling in the jock’s dorm taking turns to suck on each dick, kissing the tips, licking the shafts and tracing every vein with his tongue. his tongue swirling on wonho’s tip while jerking jeno with his hand.

both jocks took turns to drill yn’s ass, while jeno fucks his ass wonho fucks his mouth then they change places. yn leaned down, his back against the mattress, jeno keeps fucking him while wonho sat on his face, riding his tongue that was exploring his warm insides, “keep working with that tongue of yours bro, feels majestic” wonho pinched his nipples lightly while his hips rocked side to side, forwards and backwards, so yn’s tongue can at least brush slightly wonho’s prostate. next, wonho was bouncing his big fat ass on yn’s dick while jeno fucked his mouth, “i’m gonna nut in your mouth and you better swallow it” jeno demanded, pulling out and jerking it off until the ropes of cum spurted from his tip landed on yn’s face and tongue. scooping the liquid with his hand and licking it all. “good boy” jeno said, slapping his left cheek gently. wonho on the other side was clenching so hard to milk yn dry. “come on bro, give me that semen” he started to sit hard “if you don’t give me that cum i’m gonna break this pathetic dick” the threat sounding cute to jeno but not to yn, who afraid of having to go to a doctor for a fractured dick stopped holding it and painted wonho’s insides white.

“see it wasn’t that hard” wonho stood up with the liquid leaking down his toned legs “that was a good load bro”.

Friday:

“why am i here again?” yn questioned minho, the principal of the university. “a lot of teachers had passed me a report of your grades. they had lowered a lot” concerned laced on his tone. “so tell me what’s happening”, minho was waiting for an answer but nothing came out of yn’s mouth, his eyes leaving the computer’s screen just to see yn chatting with someone, a smug smirk on his face. “ok that’s enough” annoyed minho snatched the phone out of yn’s hands and looked at the screen, what he saw left him speechless, mouth agape. a pic of a gaping ass leaking with cum, “what’s the meaning of this mr. yn ln. who’s this in this pic?”. “it’s my ass. with someone’s cum on it” he said as if it was something completely normal. “why are you carelessly spreading your private pics” the principal asks, his face completely flushed. “it’s not as if i’m sharing them with everyone… just with the people i fuck with. but we are here to discuss other things, right mr. principal” his smug face showing how completely he has changed, from an almost shy boy to a fuckboy now. “is this the reason why your grades are dropping?” the principal try to connect the dots, “...it’s like you’re only thinking in your sexual life. that cannot be mr. yn, we have to think in a way you focus again in your studies”. “what do you have in mind?” some sassiness in his tone, his eyes narrowed, he knows what was coming for him…

his face was flushed, tears pooling on his eyes and some of it rolled down his cheeks, tongue out and eyes rolling back. “read that again” minho spanked his already red ass, littered with red prints of his big calloused hands, his dick railing the student’s loose hole. “a… a.. flowchart is a di-diagram that depicts… a pro…cess, system or computer al-algori..thm… algorithm” he barely managed to read the first line that was on the computer’s screen. “what happened to all that cockyness of before mr. yn. does me fucking your pussy made you dumb?” minho was big and thick, a size yn has never taken up his ass so he was struggling to focus, “we’re gonna keep doing this until your grades go up, understood?”, “yes sir” yn replied quickly, his legs were trembling so he just leaned his upper torso on minho’s desk and left him rail him into oblivion. “this pussy is better than my wife’s, it’s tighter”. the next hour yn was trashed around the principal’s office, minho fucked him against the wall and windows and even answered a phone call while muffling yn’s whimpers with his hand. the thrusts were so hard that minho’s ass was bouncing, looking as if he was throwing it back and the skin slapping sound echoed in the office. minho’s hand makes its way towards the bottom’s neck gripping on it hard, making yn feel lightheaded

“i can’t… take it anymore please” yn said, all that minho’s been doing is overstimulating yn with the choking being his last straw, cumming right at the spot hands free. “such a nasty slut you are” minho spoke, quitting his hand off of yn’s neck. now grabbing him by his waist with both hands as if he was a toy to milk himself. “you need a man’s sperm inside you not some stupid classmate who knows nothing on how to plow a pussy” he starts to spit on the tip of his dick and slamming himself back, “i’m gonna cream this pussy every time we have a study session. if this is what your horny dumb ass wants then this is what you are getting, cocksucker slut”.

more nasty words came from minho’s mouth, who would’ve thought such a classy, married and distinguishable man would be such a pervert beast in sex. he fucked yn the whole hour and no sign of tiredness could be seen on him. he pulls out his dick that comes out soaked in thick cum, yn’s gape loose hole oozing with it too. “i’ve never came this much in my life, not even with my wife” he tells yn who was tired as fuck, “you’re pussy is really that good,with how much i came you might be pregnant by now” he jokes with one last spank on yn’s ass that causes some cum to get spilled on the surroundings. “rest all you want, no one can enter this office without my permission” and as he said that yn fell asleep.

the next semesters were amazing for yn to say the least. getting spitroasted and double penetrated by jeno and wonho. fucked by yeosang on the bathrooms and even in some classrooms. the study lessons went good with principal minho, yn can now read the first line, without stuttering at least. coach mingyu fucks him in his office now too he is also a little kinky using vibrators, cock rings and restraints on yn.

yn also sometimes doms wonho, fucking him while he wear the sports shirt and a black string thong that he just pulls to the side and fucks his bubblebutt smeared in lube “nut in my pussy bro” wonho pleads, “you know i’ll always cum inside you” kissing him right afterwards.

who would've thought a week of misunderstandings and teasings would derive into semesters full of lust. yn now doesn’t want to drop out of university but instead wishes time does not passes so fast so he can enjoy all this for a long time.

[kpopsexstories]

GAY ONE-SHOT #8: MX Wonho x Male Reader Body Worship

This is a 100% gay story. Check out this post for my straight smut and this post for more gay smut.

Idols: Monsta X's Wonho

Content: Wonho is looking for a bottom who takes control – you’re happy to give him what he needs.

Type of Sex: WILD

Word Count: 3.2k

💬 Request: Hey! I'm the person who did the Wonwoo request; I've just read your post about the SubTop! Wonho suggestion and I'M TOTALLY ON BOARD! Also, I believe adding a little bit of body worship (M/R to Wonho) to the fic would be great. Btw, I also believe that the Wonho x Hyungwon series would definitely be an AMAZING idea :D

Wonho is sitting naked and hard on the edge of the bed and you wonder what the hell you're even doing here. He's got a boyfriend. You thought Hyungwon would be here too but he's not. You've been with them both before but never one at a time.

You feel like you're taking part in something very wrong – but Wonho seems eager and sure of himself and you figure what they get up to in their relationship is their choice. Besides, maybe Hyungwon will join you later.

You don't know and you don't ask. The forbidden act is actually thrilling to you. Wonho's big, sexy, muscular body turns you on so bad. You're sure that if Hyungwon was in the room too he'd be smirking in the corner, jerking off while watching his boyfriend fuck you.

Their relationship is an extraordinary mystery to you. But Wonho is the one who invited you here and who are you to judge? If he wants to stick his dick in your ass that's on him, and you're not about to stop him from making a mistake. If it even is a mistake.

In fact you suddenly want to take charge. The sight of Wonho's naked body makes you go wild. You're so hot for him, so horny, so eager to feel him in you again that – in the heat of the moment – the question if you're helping him cheat conveniently slips your mind.

All you can think about are those muscles. Oh, those big, firm, bulky muscles. Damn the man is hot.

You take off your underwear and walk up to him. He's staring at you with his mouth open and hands planted on the bed behind him. He knows what's about to happen, you know it, and there's no stopping you now. No boyfriend in the world can prevent you from fucking the man so good his eyes turn inside out while he's pounding you hard.

You reach Wonho and put a hand on his shoulder. You firmly push him down, making his arms buckle and he falls onto his elbows. You put a knee on either side of him as you climb on top of the bed, sit down on his lap and trace your hand across his flexing chest.

His skin is warm and smooth to touch. His eyes are hungry and full of lust. He may have a great sex life already, but nothing beats the sight of your naked body and the way you take control of the situation.

“Wanna fuck me?” you ask with a seductive smirk.

“Y-yeah,” Wonho whimpers then clears his throat. “Yeah,” he repeats, in a deep and manly voice this time.

There’s no one more manly, muscular and confident than Wonho, and you've got even him shaking when you offer yourself to him. It's an accomplishment you can't help but feel proud of.

You abruptly kiss his lips, the final barrier between hesitation about helping the man cheat and mind-blowing sex broken in an instant. There's no turning back now. As your hard cock rests on his abs and stomach, and your lips meet repeatedly on the bed, Hyungwon is all but forgotten.

Sure, you could face reality and think of him, who's probably home alone and oblivious to what you're doing to his man. You could be the good guy and stop this, at any time.

But you and Wonho both know that ain't happening. And before the night is over you'll learn that this actually isn't cheating at all. It's just a test, deviced by Hyungwon himself, and by taking control and fucking his boyfriend senseless you unwittingly pass with flying colors.

You're just the man they've been looking for.

You kiss Wonho again and proceed to make out. You rub your body against his as you bend forward, feeling his hard muscles and caressing his soft face and strong arms. He closes his eyes and gives himself to the moment, while you rock your hips and let your cheeks glide along his shaft.

At some point you sit up straight and reach behind you. You find his cock and release the hard shaft from below your ass. You place it against your cheeks while pushing it back with your body, and make it jolt the way you passionately rub against the erection.

You look down and the man at your mercy and smirk. His pleasured face and soft moans make you even hornier. There's nothing you enjoy more than a fit, confident man begging for you to let him fuck you.

You decide to give him what he so desperately wants and raise your ass high above his crotch, by sitting straight on your knees. His hands are on your thighs and torso while you position the cock behind you. Slowly you lower yourself onto Wonho's length, still grinning wide when your hole wraps itself tight around the head and shaft.

Wonho groans. He squeezes you harder while his abs become tense and hard. You push the palms of your hands down on his chest and stomach, controlling the pace as he penetrates you and you sink back down onto his lap.

“Ahh, fuck!” he exclaims. He's right where you want him, but you're also right where he wants you.

When the dick is all the way in you start rocking your body back and forth. Slow at first, as you get used to the sensation of the thick organ stretching your hole. Then faster, as you bounce gently up and down at a steady pace while Wonho lies all the way down with his eyes still fixed on your front.

“Fuck you're hot,” he groans.

You begin to pant and ride him harder. “I know,” you say and give him a brief naughty smirk. You love the way you make him grimace, the way he looks pained and pleasured at the same time.

You continue to bounce for a couple of minutes, your hole getting used to being stretched and Wonho's shaft feeling more agile and slippery with each jolt. His face also relaxes with time and he closes his eyes, as he gives himself over to you fully.

You look down at his open mouth, broad shoulders and wide arms. You keep feeling his bulging chest and firm pecs. His abs flex as he thrusts into you, and gradually you let him take over all the work.

“Harder!” you order and Wonho jolts. The strained expression returns. “Oh yeah, fuck me harder big boy,” you say and clench your cheeks around his shaft to make him moan.

You're just teasing him, letting him feel like he has all the power. In reality you're in full control, and he does everything you want him to do. When your legs grow weary and you feel a need to change positions you order him to play along by pushing him down hard and seductively on the bed.

Wonho is surprised by your sudden action. He opens his eyes wide when your body falls down on top of him. He groans again when you lift your ass until the dick falls out, and you quickly roll off the man and onto your side.

He tries to follow but you stop him. You put a hand on his shoulder and fight back. He quickly gives in to your subtly dominant ways and stays on his side beside you.

You briefly check out his hot body, eyeing him from head to hip. His torso is big but curved in this position, and his feet and lower legs dangle over the edge of the bed.

You move away from him and turn around. You get up on your knees and waddle to the headboard. You can feel his bewildered eyes on your back and ass as you position yourself against the wall, plant your hands on it, and spread your legs wider.

“Get over here,” you command and turn your head to see the man in the corner of your eye. Wonho leaps up with such speed it makes you giggle, and you love how eager but obedient he is.

“Closer,” you say when he positions himself behind you and you feel his hands on your hips. “Fuck me hard.”

You feel the dick play around your cheeks. Wonho gently slaps it against your skin but only a couple of times. The head soon finds your hole again and when it's half way in you forcefully stick your ass out further.

“Mmph!” Wonho exclaims when his shaft is pushed inside you. “Mm, fuck!”

He explores the full length of your body with his hands. They glide up and down your back and side, from your ass to your shoulders and down your thighs.

You press your head against the wall and use your hands and arms for resistance. Wonho's grip hardens around your hips, as he begins to thrust into you repeatedly.

“Fuck me Wonho,” you order which makes him go a little faster. “Put your arms around me.”

His hands glide around your front and he squeezes you tight. You can hear him grunting lowly by your neck and ear.

“Oh yeah, harder big boy!”

His muscles become locked in position, his big and strong arm engulfing you in lust and desire.

“Ah, Wonho, fuck my ass!”

His groin and stomach clap against your cheeks and lower back.

“Mm, yeah, fuck my ass!”

Wonho grimaces as he buries his face in your neck. “Ahh,” he groans. “Ahh, fuck you feel so good.”

You smile at the wall and occasionally grimace too. The thick and hard, but smooth and slippery, sensation of his cock sliding back and forth inside you and hitting you repeatedly in just the right spot feels so great.

Wonho's arm around your chest falls down, and his hand finds our dick. He grabs it tight and strokes it.

“Huuh, huuh, huuh, huuh!” he heaves right next to you while your cock throbs between his fingers. “Huuh, huuh, huuh, huuh!”

He's getting a little too comfortable. It's time to take back control again.

You push the thrusting man away by leaning backwards with your arms and hands on the wall. He tries to steady himself and push back inside you by pulling at your hip, but you're too forceful and he loses his balance.

He waddles backwards on his knees and pulls out. You turn around and stare at him with lust in your eyes. Then you give him another stern order: “Get out of bed,” you say.

Wonho keeps moving back while you stare at him. He gets out and stands on the floor by your feet. He looks puzzled when you don't tell him what to do next. You just smile to yourself, admiring the hot and shizled body on display, and the rock hard cock and erection pointing straight out between the man's legs.

You scoot down the bed in his direction. You reach out and feel him. You trace his abs and chest with your fingers, and he chuckles when he flexes and his pecs do a little jump.

“Like what you see?” he asks with a smirk.

You look up and stare him in the eye. “Oh yeah,” you say and grab his boner.

You spread your legs around his thighs. He tries to come for you but you hold him back. Instead you stick out your tongue and lick his smooth skin, while slowly stroking his dick to edge him on.

“Mmm,” you say when you taste him.

“Uhh, yeeeah,” he exclaims and throws his head back when you yank the shaft.

No other man has ever made him feel the way he feels in this moment. Not even Hyungwon.

*****

Wonho is standing by the foot of the bed, naked, hard and eager to fuck you. But you won't let him. You're in charge here. You want to have some fun with his thick, muscular body first.

You sit in front of him and grab his cock. You stroke it while licking and touching his big chest and defined abs. He's mesmerized by what you're doing to him, and when you take the dick in your mouth and suck it he throws his head back and moans.

You give him an intense pleasure, the way your tongue plays with the head and your lips engulf his shaft. He's quite large, but you know you can take it because he's been inside you several times before.

You bring him to the edge by skillfully flicking your tongue and wetting the shaft. You make him moan and grunt above you, while he spreads his legs slightly and grabs your hair. He moves his hips back and forth, face-fucking you until he almost comes.

You take the root of the dick and pull your head back. You stare at the length drenched in saliva and pre-cum, and look up to see Wonho's pleasured and grimacing face.

“Fuck, don't stop!” he begs. “Ahh, holy shit, you're amazing!”

You love the way he can't get enough of you. “Better than Hyungwon?” you ask and smirk, still holding the cock. You've been wondering why Wonho's boyfriend isn't with you, having fun the three of you the way you've done in the past.

“Yeah, in some ways,” Wonho says. “You could teach each other a thing or two.”

You suddenly pull yourself up on the bed, swirl around and stand on all four. Your feet dangle over the edge of the mattress, and Wonho admires your figure from behind.

He doesn't get a chance to react though before you give him another order: “Fuck me,” you say, finally giving the man what he wants. “I wanna feel your dick inside me.”

Wonho immediately springs to action. You've turned him into quite an obedient toy, but in reality he's right where he wants to be. He likes it when you take control, and with your hot ass and body flaunting on his bed, he's more than happy to give back to you.

He positions the head and shaft between your cheeks. You close your eyes and bury your head in a pillow while he slaps his dick against your skin repeatedly. He's still drenched in saliva, slippery as he slides the dick against your skin.

He takes a firm grip of your hip with one hand and you spread your legs wider as he guides the dick with the other. The head pushes in, expands your hole and you let out a soft moan. He exhales deeply when he slips all the way in, and a wonderful sensation shoots through both your bodies.

“Mm, yeah,” you moan into the pillow.

“Ahh, fuck,” he says and starts to move his firm ass and large thighs back and forth.

The dick fills you up and rubs your insides. Wonho is holding on firmly around your ass. His groin soon claps against your rear as he begins to fuck you.

Before long you're both chipping for air. You imagine Wonho's broad and hot body behind you and he admires your back and ass. The bed starts sliding back and forth ever so slightly, moved by the sexual attraction between you.

As great as it all is, you can't help but wish that Hyungwon was here too. You would have loved a second dick in your mouth in this very moment.

Wonho seems to really enjoy the alone time though. He's quickly pounding you hard and fast, turned on by your soft whimpering. Suddenly he's the one in control and you love it.

He starts to heave behind you, long and deep as he gasps for air. “Huuh, huuh huuh,” he repeats while fucking you good.

“Ah, Ah, fuck my ass!” you occasionally repeat. “Harder!”

Wonho is building up a sweat. It's a real workout for him. His smooth skin starts to glisten from perspiration and the clapping sounds of his groin against your ass grow louder, like a suction cup on a slippery surface.

“Mmpfh, I'm gonna come!” he announces. His face is strained and he clutches his teeth.

“Yeah, yeah, come on my back,” you order.

Wonho quickly pulls out. He grabs his thick dick and strokes it fast. You stick your ass higher in the air as his shaft and hand brush against it.

Wonho's panting becomes louder and deeper. “Ah, Ah, Ah, Mmmmmpfhhh!”

You suddenly sit up and turn around. You slide down on the bed in the direction of his cock. You lie on your side and stare at it, then glance up to see Wonho's flushed chest and stomach and his grimacing face above you.

He has his legs slightly spread and feet firmly planted on the floor. You open your mouth and position it below his hand. The dick rests against your lips and nose, and Wonho throws his head back when comes on your face.

“Ahh, mmmmmpfhhh!” he exclaims and abruptly lets go of the shaft. It jolts and slaps your nose and lips repeatedly when he orgasms. “Mmmm, fuck!”

Sperm shoots out of the head and you flinch when it hits your eyebrow. You instinctively close your eyes and feel the sperm land on your cheek and nose. You move your mouth to take the head in it, and lick and suck it while Wonho empties himself.

“Holy shit!” he pants and stares directly down at you. Your eyes meet and you seductively lick the full length of the shaft. “Fuck, you're so good!”

Wonho's chest and stomach move in and out in large, rapid motions. He's still heaving for air, his abs and pecs flexing each time he exhales. You smirk up at him and lick the last drop of sperm off his cock, then move away from him and lie on your back, leaning on your elbows while admiring the sexy and sweaty body in full.

“That was so hot!” Wonho exclaims. He puts a knee on the bed and comes toward you.

“Hotter than Hyungwon?” you ask and smirk. You still don't understand why Wonho's boyfriend isn't here.

“No,” Wonho said. “No one's hottest than him, sorry. But you're really good.”

He climbs on top of you and gives you a kiss, then adds: “I've been trying to get him to be more dominant in bed. You're the perfect guy. Would you be open to help?”

You chuckle and look the man in the eyes while he wipes the sperm off your face with the back of his hand. “What, you want me to teach him?”

“Yeah, something like that. Would you? I'd love it if he took control like you do.”

You give the man the side eye stare while thinking over what he's asking of you. “Sure,” you finally say. “Yeah, I'd love to.”

It's been a while since the couple picked you up at a bar for the first time. Any chance to spend more time naked in bed with them is interesting. If Wonho wants you to spice up their sex life, you're more than happy to help.

“Great,” Wonho says. “Are you free tomorrow night?”

“Sure,” you say and kiss his chest.

You've passed Wonho's test, and if another threesome with them is on the table you'd be free any night of the week.

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[18+ MDNI!!!]

MirrorKink!Wonho and the laugh he lets out when he sees you struggling to keep your eyes on him through the large mirror leaning against the bedroom wall as he fucks you from behind with a passion. Your head falling forward, but he clicks his tongue in a reprimanding manner as he grabs a hold of your chin to make you look at him, his eyes darkening with lust as you meet his gaze. He smiles at you as he picks up the pace, watching you fall apart for him.

MirrorKink!Wonho who will send you videos when you’re long distance (with sound because he knows how much you love it). Something about him kneeling on the rug in front of the Ultrafragola mirror you bought him for his birthday, recording himself with his grey sweats tugged down to his thighs as he strokes his oiled cock is enough to make him cum untouched. He holds the hem of his tank top between his teeth as he works himself in front of the camera for your eyes only, his precum leaking out warning him to slow his movements. MirrorKink!Wonho as he tries not to sound needy with the amount of whimpers he lets escape his mouth but he’d be lying if he said he didn’t wish your hands were there instead of his. The soft pink illumination from the mirror’s rim adding an almost artistic beauty to such a sinful video. The camera catches the reflection of his dick as Wonho falls over the edge, and he inches closer to the mirror as strings of his cum shoot onto the glass.

MirrorKink!Wonho who watches you lean your head back in pure ecstasy as you ride him from the ceiling mirror he installed and wanted to test out. You put one arm on his thigh as you lean back to steady yourself and one on his defined abdomen to maybe lessen the impact of his thrusts, to no avail.

MirrorKink!Wonho who pushes your face flush against the mirror behind the bathroom door while there’s a whole party going on in the other room, fucking into you at a slow and torturous pace, just deep enough to trigger that euphoric off switch in your mind. MirrorKink!Wonho that will pick up speed but won’t cover your mouth because he loves the way your frantic breaths fog up the glass, so instead he threatens to stop if you get too loud and blow your cover to the party guests.

[brainddeadd]

wonho's dick is big.

fat and long.

thicker at the base and only slightly thinner at the tip.

curved upwards.

mushroom tip that's flared and makes the stretch bigger at the head.

[venusrising91]

Noise Complaint

Pairing: Wonho x Male reader

Genre: Smut, enemies to lovers/hate to love (no plot just vibezzzz)

Summary: Your new nextdoor neighbor, Wonho (Lee-ho) is a loud, inconsiderate gym rat. He keeps you up all hours of the night with his seedy escapades and you're sick of it. 

Word count: 2,014 (2 pages)

T/W: aggression, physical violence

It was 4am and you had work at 8, yet rest was as far from your reach as the sun would be once it rose. 

Short hours. 

You had short hours to get some much needed sleep. But no matter how hard you’d tried, you hadn’t been able to reach the REM state and it was all thanks to your obnoxious, ridiculously muscular neighbor, Lee-ho. 

    For the third time this week, giggling voices and blaring music, followed by high-pitched moans had kept you wide awake. Usually, after one or two rounds with whatever girl he’d picked up scouring city night clubs, the mewls and slaps and yes daddys would subside, and you could finally drift. But tonight, he seemed to have endless energy. You heard his date come four times. Back to back.

    It was almost 6:30 by the time they wore themselves out.

    You’d barely slept. At the office, you struggled to keep your eyes open, staring through slits at the charts on your computer. The project manager noticed you nodding and called you into her office after the meeting. As head graphic designer, you were expected to oversee and execute this assignment—because securing this client would ensure you a raise next quarter, but the arrival of your new neighbor had thrown a wrench in your performance.

    She threatened to take you off the project and her disappointment was all you could think about on your commute back home.

    In the apartment lobby, you pressed the button on the elevator console so hard it nearly jammed.

    “Sup bruh.” You whipped your head around and there was Lee-ho, all 6 feet of him, donned in gym wear and sipping on some colorful drink. You clenched your teeth.

“Hey,” you mumbled back with listless regard.

    The elevator doors opened and Lee-ho walked gingerly ahead of you. Before he could step inside however, his cell slipped from his pocket. As he bent you couldn’t help but notice his butt: firm, round, muscled. You tore your eyes away and carded your hair. Inside, the music was soft and unobtrusive. The exact opposite of Lee-ho.

“How you feeling?” he asked, plunging his hands into his pockets.

“Tired.”

He snorted. “Oh yeah, me too.”

    “I’m sure you are.” You glared at him, slightly envious of the angle of his jaw, of how much sharper it was than yours. And envious also of the broad span of his chest, his neat features, his lips, his hair. He was by all accounts, an objectively better looking man than you and this only added to your irritation.

    “What d’you mean by that?” asked Lee-ho, quirking his brow. He must have sensed your frustration because now he was folding his arms, closing up. You didn’t care.

    “You know the walls that separate us are paper thin, right?”

    “Yeah, and?”

    The doors slid open on your floor. “I can hear everything. All the time.” You stepped out before him, stalking down the hallway.

    “My bad, dude. I’ll keep it down,” he shouted after you. There was a smug air about his tone and you ignored him as you shoved your key into the lock. It was only 7pm but you were exhausted. After a quick dinner of leftover pasta, and an even quicker shower, you went to bed, desperate to get back the hours you’d lost. You drifted in minutes, sleeping soundly, until loud music and moans yanked you from your dreams at 2am.

    You leapt from the bed, pulling on a robe, not bothering to tie it. It took less than two minutes for you to reach Lee-ho’s door. You pounded on it furiously, on and on, until he swung it open. For a moment, each of you stood silently observing one another. He was fully nude, sweating and cupping his genitals as his eyes swept over you. They lingered on your chest, you noted, then trailed up to meet your gaze. Despite your robe, you felt suddenly bare, and exposed. Quickly you tied it, covering yourself from him.

    “What the fuck, dude?” said Lee-ho.

    “Keep it down.”

    “Yeah and what if I don’t?”

    “I’ll write a formal complaint. You're violating code of conduct with this shit. Some of us have actual jobs, you know?”

“I have a job.”

“Gym bro influencer and fuckboy does not an occupation make.” This was rude, and uncalled for. But you were sleep deprived. Lee-ho's shoulders slumped down a measure—he appeared somewhat diminished in the face of the insult and you almost felt bad for him. Your eyes fell on his abs however, and then, without meaning to, dipped even lower, catching a glimpse of what was too large to be completely covered by his palm. Even his cock was better than yours—he didn’t need your pity. Without waiting for a retort, you turned and stormed down the hall.

Back in your bedroom, the beginnings of an erection tugged at the tender flesh between your legs. And by the time you lay back in bed, you were rock-hard, and aching.

    In the morning you shaved and contemplated calling out, but you really couldn’t afford to. At work, you tried to concentrate but all you could think of was Lee-ho, of his throbbing head, peeking up from behind his hand in the middle of the doorway. You didn’t like men. At least you thought you didn’t. You’d had a few girlfriends in the past and once or twice thought about experimenting with a guy back in college but no one ever drew you in. No one ever attracted you the way—

    Enough, you weren’t doing this. What were you thinking? You weren’t into dudes and especially not ones you despised as much as Lee-ho. He probably never had to work for anything a day in his life. Just had to show up and collect everyone's praise and adulation. 

Prick.

    Back at the apartment, you took the stairs to avoid crossing paths with him. Thankfully it was Friday, and you could catch up on your shows without feeling guilty for missing the sleep that was so hard to come by lately. 

After dinner and a shower, you binged a season of a new show on Netflix, and dozed off halfway through. But a short while later, a sharp knock on the door jolted you awake.

    You shuffled to it, half-dazed. Waiting on the other side was Lee-ho, glaring a hole through your forehead.

    “You know, you’re a real asshole?” he declared. 

    “Could say the same about you.”

    “What you said the other night—you don’t talk to people like that. I want an apology.”

    You scoffed and made to shut the door. But he stopped it, forcing it open. “Get off the door and fuck off,” you clipped.

    “Or what?”

    Impulse and anger drove you to shove him, which was stupid. His arms alone were twice the size of yours. He shoved you back and you stumbled into your apartment. Lee-ho stepped over the threshold, letting the door slam behind him. Then his hands were on you again, crashing into your chest. It knocked the air from your lungs. Enraged, you swung and missed. He caught it and wrapped his hand around your throat, pinning you against a wall. His face was inches from yours as he strangled you, but slowly, his grip loosened. Each of you were panting. He smelled expensive, like Tom Ford—the scent filled you, clouded your head and senses. His breath on you was warm, his lips resting short inches from yours. He brought them even closer, until the tips of your noses were grazing.

“What are you doing?” you whispered.

    “I—I’m not—I’m straight but…your…” he trailed off, hand sliding across your chest.

    “You wanna fuck me, that it?” Neither of you said a word, only stood there, gazing, panting. Then your hand traveled down, until it landed on his crotch. You palmed his cock, and found it was already hard for you. After the other night, you couldn’t get it out of your mind. Once it was in your mouth, he made the most helpless sounds, cupping your head and guiding you as you swallowed it again and again.

    “Fuck, your throat feels s-so good,” mewled Lee-ho. You fought against your gag reflex, getting harder each time he shoved it in, down to the hilt. Your eyes watered. You never thought the taste of cock could turn you on this much. Women were lovely and all but this was something else entirely. It was like satisfying some primal urge you never knew existed until now. You squeezed his balls gently, sucking him all the while. He came in minutes and stood over you shivering as the orgasm rippled through him.

    You rose, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. Lee-ho dropped to his knees, pulling down your boxers. He took you in his mouth and it felt like the world stopped spinning. His tongue swirled around the tip, one hand cradling your heavy balls, the other gripping your ass, a finger seeking the rosebud. He tried to slip it in but you panicked, bucking away like a spooked horse.

    “I thought you said you were straight?” you whispered.

    He popped your cock from his warm mouth. You twitched as he smirked up at you. “Chicks like it sometimes. I figured you might wanna give it a try. Feels tight though, got any lube?”

    You hesitated, wondering what it would be like to have his finger circling inside you. There was nothing but heat and silence as you stared down at him. “In the bedroom,” you said, breathlessly.

    As you lay on your back watching his chiseled body shift in the dim light, he slathered the lube you kept in your bedside drawer onto his middle finger. Then he drizzled some over your erection, spreading it with long strokes.

    “Fuuuuuck,” you whined, arching at the pleasure, at the way he gripped you.

“You like that?” With this, he slid a finger inside you, taking it slow. The pressure had you arching even more. Once he eased you past the initial pain, all you could do was moan and claw and look down at your rock-hard cock as he pumped you in two places, at different paces. In the front he squeezed tight, giving you fast, steady strokes, but in that pulsing spot between your cheeks he worked you soft and deep, taking his time as his finger explored your depths. The pressure was glorious, and you felt your entrance contracting around him. “You’re dripping for me,” he cooed. You looked down at yourself as he gripped the base, a long rope dangling from the tip onto your stomach. He licked it, dragging the pad of his tongue along your abs, then swallowed you whole. After a few hard sucks he pulled back, finger still buried in you, coaxing out spasms you couldn't control. Fuck he was so attractive, you never thought a man could make you feel this good.

    The next moment, you were shooting ropes in the air, convulsing under him and fisting the sheets as he drained you. He let you pant there, chest heaving, before taking your length back into his mouth. He sucked and finger-fucked you through your sensitivity, ignoring your loud moans and cries. You asked him to stop but you didn’t mean it. You wanted more and he gave it to you. All night. After your third orgasm you could barely stay conscious.

Lee-ho crept beside you, watching as you shivered your way through the leavings of your latest high. 

    “I’m s-sorry,” you muttered between waves of it, “about the other day. You’re right, I shouldn't have spoken to you like that.”

    He chuckled. “It’s fine. I’ll be quiet from now on, promise.”

    You couldn’t quite keep your eyes open, and drifted then, still tingling from what he'd done to you. Your rest went uninterrupted for the first time in weeks. But when you woke, Lee-ho was gone.

    From then on, the noise had stopped, just like he'd promised. But a few times a week, just before bed, there came a knock at your door, and a smirking, half-naked Lee-ho waiting on the other side of it.

[kiiakpopwriter]

MONSTA X Reaction To You Getting Hit on By a Former Fling

Shownu

He would be extremely confused most likely. In his head, he's probably thinking to himself, "who is this man, and why is he talking with my wife?" LMAO, he FOR SURE would be asking you multiple questions to get an answer.

As for the actual guy hitting on you; I don't think he'd start a fight. He probably wouldn't approach him even. For the most part he would probably just stare from afar until you were finished talking with the former fling.

Wonho

I have a good feeling he's gonna be jealous. Because, why is this random man speaking with you? It should only be HIM who talks to you.

(Nah, I'm just kidding. He's not possessive like that.) He's an ultimate sweetheart!

All in all, he would walk over to you and wrap his muscular arm around your shoulder to indicate that you were taken.

Happily taken, at that.

You would be a blushing mess in front of your former fling, taking note of how protective Wonho was over you.

The former fling would suddenly become intimidated and awkwardly excuse himself from the conversation. And of course, Wonho would have a big smirk on his face.

Minhyuk

MOVE, MOVE, AND MOVE! He's not allowing it- NOT ONE SECOND.

He's walking faster than you could ever imagine. The only thing on his mind is telling off whoever was flirting with you.

After he reaches your position, he confidently looks into the man's eyes and begins asking questions. "Who are you?" and "How do you know Y/N?"

Yeah, he won't be too pleased knowing the man is a former fling of yours. It'll only motivate him to win your affection and treat you like the queen you are. He secretly would be afraid to lose you.

Kihyun

He has mixed feelings. For one, he feels confused and slightly on guard. But secondly, he also feels protective of you.

Kihyun would be curious and would want to know who the man was and why he needed your attention. It baffled him for some odd reason.

Although he wanted to walk over to where you were, he trusted you enough to not do anything stupid. He would be staring cautiously at the mysterious man until you came back and explained things to him.

Hyungwon

I feel that for Hyungwon it could go 2 ways:

He would mind his business and let you handle yourself appropriately.

Or 2, he would walk over to you and slowly intimidate the former fling with his handsomeness.

I definitely see him trusting you, but also going over there to understand what was happening.

Hyungwon knows he's attractive, and he uses it to his advantage when the right opportunity arises. And this was a perfect opportunity.

Standing tall next to you, Hyungwon stares the man down with the utmost look of disgust written on his face.

This alone intimidates your former fling, and he walks away without ending the conversation properly.

(The power of Chae Hyungwon, everyone!)

Jooheon (Joohoney)

Immediately goes over to you and attempts to distract you. LMAO.

Once Jooheon found out that the man was a former fling of yours (one of your friend's told him), he's basically SPRINTING over to you.

Once he arrives, he comes up with a random ass excuse just to get you to leave the conversation.

His excuse, you may ask?

He needed you to go to the ladies bathroom because you left something in there. (In reality, you didn't leave anything- he just wanted a couple of minutes to talk to the guy.)

I.M

He's such a weirdo about it, but in the best way.

I.M sees you talking with your former fling (which he was previously aware of), and unabashedly decides to march his way over to the guy.

Next thing you know, he starts acting weird in front of the man to scare him off.

You're in complete disbelief of your boyfriend's actions, but simultaneously intrigued. This was the I.M you fell in love with.

Once I.M is done with his shenanigans, the man looks at him weirdly and walks away without a goodbye. This puts a smile on his face, and he jokes with you about the encounter later in the day.

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Legal Affairs - Chapter 3

Synopsis: you and Wonho have ramen together

Word count: 3.2k

Triggers: mentions drink spiking/getting drugged

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Hoseok couldn’t figure out why you were so angry. Maybe the test was flawed - he definitely didn’t take any drugs. Was that why you were mad at him? But then you asked who it was. And Hoseok didn’t have an answer because he didn’t know who you were referring to.

“Miss y/n, how about you take a seat?” Hoseok gestured to one of the chairs in front of Jia’s desk.

You shook your head. “No, Mr Lee. We need to talk. Jia, thank you for your work. We’ll catch up another time.” Jia nodded in understanding while Hoseok looked between the two of you, confused. 

Before he could process anything, you gently placed a hand on his arm and guided him out of the office. Your steps were angry and hurried, and you didn’t let go of his arm until you were almost beside the car in the parking lot. By then, Hoseok had grown too weary of your silence so he simply stopped following you. Despite your clouded thoughts, you felt his movement still behind you and turned around.

“Mr Lee, we need to talk,” you said while you looked for your keys.

“Yes, but you haven’t asked me anything yet. Is something wrong?” Hoseok asked, truly concerned, more about you than himself at that moment.

You hung your head in frustration before looking at him. “Rohypnol.” When he didn’t reply, you added, “it’s a sedative drug, and it can make a person incredibly easy to control.” 

“Miss Y/n, something must be wrong because I swear I didn’t take any drugs.” Hoseok felt fear rising in his chest again.

“That’s exactly the problem, Mr Lee. Usually when someone takes Rohypnol, it was forced on them.” You decided to wait for Hoseok to put two and two together. 

Hoseok didn’t move when the car beeped and unlocked. He still didn’t move when you began opening the doors. Maybe making him wallow in his thoughts wasn’t a good idea.

“Mr Lee?” He didn’t look at you. “Hoseok?” He was still spacing out. You walked a little closer to him, and spoke gently. “Hoseokah... will you get in the car please? I can explain it slowly?” 

Hoseok finally stirred. He got into the car, and you followed suit. You turned on the engine so there’d be some airflow through the car.

“Whatever it is you’re feeling right now, it’s okay. This wasn’t your fault. We have plenty to get the charges thrown out. And if you want, we can try find out where the Rohypnol came from too.” You lifted up a hand, debating whether to place it on his shoulder or not.

“What did they do to me? Why is this happening?” Hoseok mumbled. His voice was uneven, like he was going to cry.

“I don’t know, Hoseok,” you said while bringing your hand down. “I can start on the paperwork for the prosecutor right now if you want.” Hoseok didn’t respond, so you tried a different tactic. “If you’re worried about what might have happened to you, I can take you to a hospital.” 

You reached into the glove compartment and pulled out a tissue packet. Your arm grazed in between Hoseok’s knees but he didn’t notice. “I know you’re feeling violated right now. You can cry, I won’t tell a soul. Attorney-client privilege, remember?” You hoped that last part would at least help him crack a smile.

Hoseok gingerly took the tissues from you. “You’re not like lawyers in movies,” was all he said while dabbing at his face a little.

You started the engine. “I’ll take you home."

Hoseok stopped dabbing at his eyes. “I thought you wanted dinner.” His voice was a bit steadier now.

“I do,” you said while accelerating slowly. “But you probably don’t want to anymore."

“Why would I not? I even dressed up a little for it.” 

You thought you could hear a small smile forming on Hoseok’s lips. That’s when it occurred to you - the long time getting ready and dabbing at his eyes just now. He had even put on some makeup to have dinner with you. The thought made you smile brightly. You didn’t realise Hoseok was watching your reaction.

“We can still have dinner if you want,” he repeated.

“Mr Lee, we can eat together later. Right now, you should take some time for yourself and have some comfort food instead,” you replied while focusing on the road.

Hoseok refused to become disheartened when you said dinner was off. “Do you want to have my comfort food together instead then?"

You couldn’t help but a laugh a little. It was honestly an adorable request. Plus, maybe Hoseok didn’t want to be left alone to his thoughts right now.

“Very well, Mr Lee,” you agreed.

“You don’t have to be so formal, remember? I said Hoseok was fine. Plus we’re going to be eating ramen at the dorms.” Hoseok seemed to have finally regained some of his joyful personality back. You hadn’t seen a lot of it these last few days, but you hoped you’d see more of it.

The dorm was empty when you and Hoseok arrived. He carried in your evidence box from your car, saying something about how his muscles weren’t for show. Hoseok placed your box on the dining table and went into the kitchen, and you followed him. In the kitchen, he stopped in front of a pantry to take out different flavours of ramen and held them out to you.

“You want me to pick?” You asked and he nodded. “I don’t really mind, but.... that one."

“Good choice.” Hoseok murmured as he picked up several more packets to open and put it in a saucepan. You watched watched the muscles in his arms and back move as he worked. Your gaze fluttered across his body, taking in everything from his newly bleached hair, to his broad shoulders to the way his fingers held the ramen packets. 

Then, remembering he was your client, you cleared your throat and said, “I’ll set the table.”

Hoseok didn’t turn around from the stove. “There’s bowls in one of those cupboards over there, and we also have soju, wine and beer.” 

You weren’t really sure what cupboard he meant, so you opened them one by one until you found bowls and beer. After placing the bowls and a pack of beer on the table, you headed back into the kitchen, with a beer in hand. Hoseok was cutting up some vegetables to put into the ramen. You stood beside him and took a sip.

“Are you sure you don’t need any more help from me?” you asked. Hoseok didn’t reply, so you walked toward the fridge and opened it. “Could we add egg to the ramen?"

Hoseok turned around and nodded, so you took two eggs and cracked them into the saucepan. Hoseok then walked over to where you were standing next to the stove and added in the cut up vegetables. A few drops of water splashed out onto your pale pink sweater. “Ah fu-“ you muttered under your breath.

Hoseok glanced down at your clothes, and said, “I can get you something to get changed into, if you want."

“No, it’s okay, your clothes are probably expensive. Plus your girlfriend probably won’t like that,” you said after taking another gulp of your beer. 

“Miss y/n, I don’t have a girlfriend,” Hoseok said, little tense, though you didn’t notice it. 

You moved back towards the dining table, took off your turtleneck and laid it down on a chair. You were wearing a black singlet underneath. Not exactly revealing, but still a little out of the ordinary for a lawyer-client meeting. You then drained your beer, and cracked open another. Then you sat down at the table to read the lab report fully. 

Hoseok watched you curiously from the kitchen. “Y/n, when does the workday end for you?"

“Honestly, it doesn’t. I keep going until I get everything done. I’m one of those people who can’t exactly seem to relax.” You grew more talkative when you were drunk. 

Hoseok smiled. “Looks like you and I have one thing in common then.” 

You kept your eyes on the report. “Eh, I‘m sure we have more than one thing in common. For example, I also like ramen as a comfort food, but my aunt worries I don’t eat healthy enough when I am studying, so she doesn’t keep a lot of ramen in the house.” See, talkative.

“So you live with your aunt then?” Hoseok asked as he removed the ramen from the stove.

“Yeah, her and my uncle. My parents live a few hours out of the city so it’s more convenient for me. Plus it’s nice living with lawyers, coz I can ask for help with my work.” Your drunk talkative self was dishing out everything. 

Hoseok set the pot of ramen down on the dinner table, but you didn’t glance up from your report. He walked over to stand in front of you, and placed a hand on the paper, gently pushing it away from your face. “C’mon. Have some ramen with me.” 

Hoseok filled a bowl of ramen and set it in front of you, then sat across from you with his own bowl. You weren’t sure if it was the alcohol, or just Hoseok, but you felt yourself getting lost in this simple moment - having ramen with your (very hot) client.

“You made a lot. Are you expecting anyone else?” You gestured to the large saucepan.

“No, I told the members to not come inside this dorm tonight. They’re probably either next door or out somewhere,” Hoseok answered as he blew on his ramen.

“Why was that? Wouldn’t it be more comforting for you to have them around? You’ve had a tough evening.” You slurp up your ramen.

Hoseok’s lips twitched and he shook his head. “Well, I was looking forward to dinner with you. I messaged them to get out while you were driving here.” 

The alcohol meant you didn’t notice the big grin forming on your face. You smiled down at your bowl and said, “It’s okay. I was looking forward to dinner too."

Hoseok sported a small frown at that. “I am sorry you didn’t get to eat at the restaurant you wanted to. Maybe I can take you there another day?"

You didn’t notice how Hoseok furtively asked to have dinner with you again. “I’d like that. But having ramen and beer with you is enjoyable too. Like there’s good food, good alcohol and good company.” 

Hoseok didn’t reply. Instead he mused to himself about how you accidentally called him good company, and how you implied you didn’t mind missing out on your favourite restaurant for him. While he was lost in his thoughts, potentially reading too much into your actions, you sheepishly spoke. “I’m sorry, I am very talkative when I am drunk. Maybe you should talk instead."

“Well what do you want to hear about?” Hoseok asked. “Surely not more lawyer questions? Can’t we talk like friends tonight instead?"

“No lawyer questions, I have had too much alcohol to ask those kinds of questions properly. Tell me about why you became an idol, what movies you like, what places you want to travel to or something. Y’know, talk like friends.” You threw out some suggestions. 

Hoseok was more than happy to oblige and began speaking brightly. “I became an idol so I could support my mum. She raised me alone, and I want to make her life comfortable.” You found Hoseok’s reasoning very admirable, though you didn’t say anything. “Why did you become a lawyer?"

You answered nonchalantly, with far less passion than Hoseok’s response earlier. “I had good grades.” Hoseok didn’t seem to see the connection, so you continued. “Law seemed like the most enjoyable of the degrees I could study with those grades. And then I guess, I got lucky with how I actually enjoy my job.” 

Hoseok helped himself to some more ramen. “What are you going to do after my case is over?"

“I don’t know. There’s really nothing planned for my future other than do something with commercial law,” you said bleakly. 

“Really? I think you have a promising future.” 

You shook your head while swallowing the ramen in your mouth. “Honestly, you don’t know the half of it."

Hoseok leaned forward on his elbows. “So then tell me. I want to hear more about you.”

You sighed. “Look, I’m going to preface this by saying, II’ll get your charges dismissed tomorrow morning. And don’t worry about Dispatch or any other paper, I’ve got that covered too. But my future is very precarious. This internship was the only one I got out of everything I applied to, and I don’t even think I got it based on merit.” 

Hoseok swirled his chopsticks in the ramen, processing your words. Finally, he asked. “Two questions. Firstly, what’s up with Dispatch? Like I thought maybe they didn’t report anything since it’s only been a few days, but what do you mean you’ll take care of it?” 

You hadn’t expected Hoseok to pay that much attention, but the answer to that question wasn’t one you thought you’d be sharing. It wasn’t a sordid reason or anything, but you asked for the second question instead to buy some time.

“What more merit do you need that successfully cracking my case?”

Damn it. You checked the saucepan for more ramen to try and delay answering either question. Noticing your movement, Hoseok took your bowl from you and filled it up again. He then waited for you to answer. There was no escaping.

“So the second question. Remember how the CEO at Useungja said he’s been my mentor? Even though I sent in my resume like a normal candidate, I think he pulled some strings to get HR to hire me.” 

Hoseok didn’t look angry, or surprised, like you expected. “But isn’t that just a case of who you know mattering more than what you know? It happens often, and is pretty normalised.” 

You shook your head. “Yeah alright, you have a point.” You don’t elaborate and moved to the next question. “But now about Dispatch. They don’t know because the TV station and Useungja made a deal to not give out any information. And the police can’t name you yet because it’s an ongoing investigation. If they reveal your name, I can take them to court.” You said that last part a little proudly. 

Hoseok thought your reaction was adorable.

You stood up to take your empty bowl to the kitchen, but found yourself a little off balance. You seemed to have forgotten you had 4 cans of beer. Hoseok stood and walked to take your bowl from you. “Relax, y/n. Go lie down on the couch or something, I’ll clean up.”

“I can’t let you clean since you’re the one who cooked,” you said but let Hoseok take your bowl from you anyways. 

He placed both bowls on the table and placed an arm around your shoulders to lead you to the couch. You plopped down, ungracefully, and pulled your legs up on to the seat. Hoseok dropped some blankets on the couch, then left to turn the lights off. Finally, his form sank into the couch beside you and the movement of the cushions pulled you towards him. There were just inches separating you, but as much as you wanted to lean into him, you knew you couldn’t completely lose your inhibitions in front of your client.  

Hoseok switched on Netflix and handed you the remote. “Mr Lee, you can pick,” you said groggily.

You could ear the smile in Hoseok’s voice. “I think we’re past the point where you call me that.” Hoseok flung an arm over the back of the couch to spread the blanket over you, and once again, you told yourself to ignore the need to curl into his side.

“Come closer, y/n.” Hoseok’s voice held a more commanding tone.

“What?”

“I can tell your arm hurts from trying to not lean on me. So come closer, and pick something to watch.” Hoseok moved his arm from the headrest to your shoulders, causing you to finally give in. Placing your head on Hoseok’s shoulder, you wiggled yourself closer to him. 

You selected something out of Netflix's most popular movies, but both of you were more focused on how your bodies felt pressed close together. Your head started rolling down from Hoseok’s shoulder to is chest, indicating you were falling asleep. 

Then you suddenly jerked up. “Ah fuck, I might not make it home tonight.” You forgot to cover up your swearing.

Hoseok moved his arm from your shoulders to rub your back. “Shh, just stay,” he cooed. 

“Aren’t you uncomfortable? Don’t you want to get changed?” You asked, remembering Hoseok was still wearing the outfit from dinner.

Hoseok hummed as if to say no. You were both silent until you started fidgeting. You noticed one of your legs had pins and needles. Trying to stay balanced, you pushed down on Hoseok’s thigh so you could stretch your legs.

Hoseok gasped and grabbed your hand. “Y/n… don’t do that.”

“Oh no, I am so sorry, I didn’t mean to…” you said while pulling your hand back, but the loss in balance only pushed you further into Hoseok’ body. 

He didn’t seem to mind and shifted his hand to your waist. “Lie down.” 

He first pushed you off him so he could bring his legs on to the couch, then guided your torso back down so your back was pressed against his chest. 

“Hoseok, this is…” you started. 

“Shh, just tell me if you’re comfortable,” Hoseok whispered, though he was very audible with his head behind yours.

“I am.”

“And did you enjoy dinner?” His fingers tapped against your waist.

“I did.” 

“Then just stay until the morning.” You felt his arm loop its way around your waist.

“But Hoseok… this is…” you tried again. 

“I’ll take you out to dinner properly soon, y/n.” Hoseok sighed into your hair. “I’m sorry I didn’t do this in order.”

You wanted to say but you’re my client, there are ethical things to discuss before a date, but Hoseok’s body felt too good and the alcohol felt too overpowering, so you fell asleep.

Hoseok knew you were asleep once your breathing grew slower and deeper. He was’t sure what had attracted him to you first. You looked so dorky in your blazer and sundress, but you exuded sheer elegance in your turtleneck and flowing knee length skirt today. But then he heard how you spoke, your words always planned and calculated… until you were simply trying to socialise. Then he heard his members discuss your commitment to your work. Minhyuk had sent Hoseok a barrage of texts the minute you left the dorms yesterday morning, mentioning everything from your very kind 6am pickup, your excitement at the drug test results and you going to the party to keep an eye on Hoseok. Once Minhyuk mentioned the drug test, Hoseok had been wondering when you’d call him to discuss it, because suddenly, he was eager to get to know you better. So he had put in effort when you said you should grab dinner, only he didn’t think the day would end this way. Not that he was complaining.

[star-suh]

ALLEY-FUCK

Wonho x Male Reader

cw: top wonho, public/semi-public sex, unprotected sex, two rounds, dumbification, thigh riding, a little bit of unnoticeable fluff sparkled at the end.

an: idk if "ooh-ed" is an actual word but wtv.

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it was one of those wild parties with shirtless dudes showing their muscles, women in bikinis living their best life and lots, lots of alcohol, y/n was having fun drinking and flirting with men left and right and then he decided to play beer pong.

"so who's gonna play with me?" asked a drunk y/n, everything was absolute silence until someone raised their hand "me" he just said.

There he was in his maximum splendor, he was only wearing jeans that showed part of his underwear, perfect washboard abs, large and juicy pecs and lips that y/n would never stop kissing. "if i win you're gonna have to kiss me" flirted y/n, everyone laughed and ooh-ed "but if i won what can i have?" asked wonho, lust can be seen in his eyes "whatever you want" replied a sassy y/n.

y/n obviously lost, let's say he doesn't have very good aim but he was thankful for that, he was now in a dark alley he's standing with his legs open waiting for wonho to lower his pants and introduce his thick meat inside him "now let's get started before we get caught" he whispered biting y/n's neck and railing him into oblivion. the adrenaline of being caught doing wonders down there in y/n's hole. everytime he hears something like footsteps he clenches so hard "fuck you're choking my dick so good. guess i will have no choice but to flood you with my sperm". y/n just moaned at the thought.

wonho is a monster when he fucks, he came inside y/n but that didn't stopped him "i'm gonna fuck that cum out do you hear me?" y/n already lost in pleasure just nodded and said nonsenses "can't believe i fucked you dumb" he murmured grabbing y/n by his legs, lifting him and fuck him in a cannonball position. with every thrust wonho's cum came out of the used hole while his thick fuckmeat was painted in white with some type of foam forming at the base of the shaft. "best ass i've ever fucked" he licked y/n's neck and left a mark on it. lastly wonho just sat on the floor while y/n rode him but every time he went down wonho's cock he does it hard causing a delicious clapping sound. 

"you're thighs are sooo big" spewed y/n rubbing them with his hands "wanna ride them pretty boy?" asked the muscular man and he just nodded. pulling out the cock with a wet pop sound y/n started riding his juicy thigh using the remaining cum as some kind of lube, "fuck~ I fucking love this!!" he moaned loudly. the friction of the thigh against his balls made him cum right at the spot staining the floor with his thick semen "this is the best night of my life" y/n said as he leaned his back against wonho's chest and abdomen, caressing his cheeks and ears. "the best night of your life until now" replied wonho kissing y/n while lifting his legs and resuming the fucking again.

[kpopsexstories]

Hey! If you accept any Monsta X request; do you think you could do a Top! Wonho x Verse! Hyungwon x Bottom! Male Reader Threesome? Wonho and Hyungwon are an already-stablished couple who find m/r on a bar, they take him home and the action begins; WH and HW take turns on M/R, then they fuck him together and, under M/R's request, they finish off with WH (top) and HW (bottom) fucking (missionary) while M/R jerks off

Never done a Wonho story before. Always wanted to. So absolutely yes, here you go 😄

GAY ONE-SHOT #1: MX Wonho & Hyungwon x Male Reader Threesome

Content Warning! This is a 100% gay story. Check out this post for my straight smut and this post for more gay smut.

Pairing: Top MX Wonho x Vers MX Hyungwon x Bottom male reader

Content: Wonho & Hyungwon pick up male reader at a bar for a threesome.

Type of Sex: WILD

Word Count: 3.4k

“What about him?” Hyungwon asks and points his pint in the general direction of a passing man.

Wonho chuckles and takes his shot of Jaeger in one go. “Stop it babe,” he says and laughs.

“What? He's cute.”

Wonho turns to look. He can't argue with his boyfriend's statement. His eyes linger on the man while he puts the glass down on the bar desk.

“You're serious about this, aren't you?” he asks and smiles at Hyungwon.

“We had fun last time, didn't we?”

Wonho's expression turns distant, as if he's remembering something that makes him happy.

“Alright,” he says. Then he turns to the bartender: “Two more, please.”

*****

You're by yourself at a table in the corner, looking out across the dimly lit room, your eyes wandering from one face to another. The beer glass in front of you is empty. It's becoming increasingly clear that your date has stood you up.

Two men are sitting by the bar. There's something oddly familiar about them. One is wearing a tightly fitted black t-shirt which showcases his massive muscles, the other a black tank top and an excessive amount of jewelry on his hands and around his neck. They've been eyeing you all night, and your looks have met more than once.

Your heart flutters when the bigger of the two suddenly stands up. His skinny jeans are making their way directly toward you. You can swear you've seen them both before. Maybe they're regulars.

“Hey,” the fit man says and smiles wide. He briefly turns around in the direction of his friend at the bar. “Can we join you?”

You sit up straight and smile back. “Sure,” you say.

Wonho nods at his boyfriend and pulls out a chair. Before you know it you've been chatting with the two men for half an hour, talking and laughing and drinking. You still have no clue who they are or why they look so familiar, but your date can go fuck himself.

When Wonho gets up to go to the bathroom you realize you've been holding it in for too long. When you get up too, Hyungwon quickly follows. There's been an electric spark between the three of you all night, and it only intensifies when you feel his piercing eyes behind you as you all go to pee.

You stand side by side at the urinals, unzipping your pants and taking your dicks out. You stare straight ahead into the wall, desperately fighting the temptation to take a peek. You really struggle with the urge.

Just a quick glance, you think. But when you turn your eyes sideways you realize that Wonho has beaten you to it. He isn't at all discreet about it. He looks up from your crotch and smiles at you as you shake your dick and put it away.

That settles it. The sparks are too strong and you all feel it. Hyungwon has seen your looks and you've finally accepted the fact that he's been flirting with you all night. This gay couple is looking to spice up their sex life, and they've chosen you to do it with.

Hyungwon zips his pants and walks around his boyfriend. He looks directly at you and you get close together as you head for the same sink.

You rub shoulders while washing your hands. Your eyes meet in the mirror, and you see Wonho approaching from behind. None of you have said a word to each other since you entered the bathroom.

When Wonho puts his hand on your waist you can hardly keep it together. You turn your head and see Hyungwon's reassuring smile. Then you both lean in, and begin to kiss.

You make out with Hyungwon in front of the mirror. Wonho's hand on your hip feels stronger, and he quickly begins to explore your body. Hyungwon turns to face his boyfriend and they begin make out, then Wonho turns to you and you kiss with wet lips and sloppy tongues.

You become hard in a heartbeat. The three of you rub close together and explore each other passionately. Seeing the two sexy men make out is an an insane turn-on, and it suddenly feels very obvious that this is what the night has been leading up to since the moment you first lay your eyes on each other across the bar, and they came to join you at your table.

The door suddenly opens. You all quickly take a step away from each other. A man glances at you before he goes to the urinals and pretends like he didn't see anything.

Hyungwon and Wonho's looks say it all. It's time to take this show elsewhere, and there's no doubt in your mind that you'll be going home with them tonight.

You walk in a row through the bar, Hyungwon leading the way. You struggle to keep your hard dick in check, to hide your bulge from the many eyes in the room. You pass the table you once sat at, and a lone man who spots you and is about to stand up to say hello. You don't even notice that he's there.

*****

The couple lives in a relatively fancy apartment complex. Their place is not big, but modern and tastefully decorated. You briefly wonder which one of them has a passion for art and interior design.

The question doesn't linger long. The moment you've kicked off your shoes Wonho is all over your face and body. You make it to the living room where his violent attack knocks down a painting.

He pins you to the wall and licks your neck. His firm chest is pressed against yours, and your hand glides inside his tight t-shirt.

You push it up his body, exposing his abs and lower back. He suddenly let's go of you to pull it all the way over his head.

His bare chest is pumping right in front of you. You put a hand on it and feel his strong muscles, and let it glide fast up and down his front. It feels amazing, warm and incredibly sexy.

Hyungwon has been lingering at a distance. He's watching you both with a smirk and great anticipation. He can't wait to get you naked, and now that his boyfriend is, he approaches to take his place.

He instantly grabs your crotch. He squeezes and massages it while breathing softly near your lips. You're so incredibly hard.

“Mmm,” you moan, and that's when Wonho can't take it any longer. Shirtless, he takes both you and Hyungwon by the arm, smile wide and reassuringly at you, and back away.

He pulls you into the bedroom, where Hyungwon throws himself onto his boyfriend and you all begin to undress. Carelessly, passionately, a lustful and rapid removal of clothes which become scattered on the floor.

It's time to do the threesome you all came here for.

*****

Wonho is on his knees on the bed in nothing but a pair of tiny underwear. He feels your naked body with his hands, squeeze your ass and thighs and size you up from top to bottom. He's quite satisfied with the catch he and his boyfriend have brought home from the bar.

You're on your side with Hyungwon's dick deep inside your mouth. He's on his side too, sucking you hard and skillfully. You trace his slim but muscular body with your hands while you pleasure each other in this reversed position.

You reach up to feel Wonho's hip above you. You pull the seams of his underwear and they slide down. He helps you release his dick, and you glance up at it to see what it looks like. When you first wanted to evaluate it in the bathroom at the bar you fought the urge to stare. Now, it's on full display and you love what both men are packing.

Hyungwon has noticed that his boyfriend wants in on the action. He lovingly stops sucking you and moves aside. He turns on his knees and lay down beside you. Meanwhile, Wonho is making his approach to you from above.

He leans in close over your body. You're still on your side, kissing Hyungwon's shoulder, when the full length of Wonho's body comes down on top of yours. He instantly starts to move his hips seductively, his dick brushing up and down your thigh.

“Mmm,” he moans when the dick presses harder against your skin. He humps you lustfully while you start to make out with his boyfriend.

Your three naked bodies are in a mess on the bed, and it feels incredibly hot.

*****

You're on your stomach on the bed, Wonho's muscular body pressing down on yours. His dick glides back and forth between your cheeks, until you briefly feel the weight of the broad man lift. You wait with anticipation as he lubes up his shaft and rubs some around the entrance of your hole. Then you feel the head of his dick as he slowly pushes it in, gradually expanding you from the inside.

You close your eyes and grimace. A brief pain is quickly replaced by one of pleasure as you get used to his size. He fills you up completely, his organ throbbing inside you.

The weight returns. His large chest rubs up and down your back and he wraps an arm around your side. He grinds against you, and the dick stats sliding in and out of you repeatedly.

His boyfriend, Hyungwon, is laying naked by your side, observing the whole thing with his mouth half open, exploring your body and Wonho's with his hand. He gently caresses your hip before he moves up to Wonho's clenching ass and lower spine.

Wonho has his eyes closed and buries his head in the sheets by your face. You feel the hot breaths on your neck as he pants shallowly onto your skin.

His cock feels great, so good the way it fills you. His embrace is heavy but gentle, causing your heart to beat a little faster. Hyungwon is a lucky guy.

You fuck like this for several minutes, until Wonho decides that it's his boyfriend's turn to have his way with you. He pulls up and out, and you moan when your hole releases the dick from its tight grip.

Wonho rolls off you and sits up beside you. Hyungwon gets ready to take his place, but before he can climb on top you push yourself onto your knees.

Hyungwon comes up behind you, where he sits on his kneecaps and takes a loving grip around your hips. Once again you wait in anticipation, while Wonho rubs lube onto Hyungwon's long and hard shaft.

The penetration feels easier, your hole loser and his size not as thick. The head slowly pushes through, and it feels like it just keeps going. It eventually hits the deepest wall of your cave, sending an intense pleasure through your body.

He fucks you slowly, pulling in and out with great focus. The head almost pops out, until the full length of the long shaft is swallowed again, and the process repeats over and over.

The couple starts to make out behind you. You can hear the sounds of their lips smacking together. You briefly feel Wonho's hand on your ass cheeks as he plays with the root of Hyungwon's shaft, and when the hand wanders to Hyungwon's ass the latter picks up the pace.

He begins to fuck you faster from behind. His fingers dig into your skin and the kissing sounds stop. They're replaced by a shallow panting, as Hyungwon starts chipping for air with each increasingly rapid thrust.

“Ahh, fuck,” you moan for their pleasure. “Yeah, fuck my ass.”

Hyungwon is turned on by your words. Wonho starts touching your back and shoulders. You spread your legs a little wider and bury your head in a pillow.

This is fucking great, you think and groan. You're so glad they found you at the bar and rescued you from the humiliation of a date who didn't show. This is so much better.

*****

Though Hyungwon clearly knows his way around an ass, it's obvious who is the dominant top and who is the power bottom in the relationship. While you lay on your side with your dick balls deep inside Hyungwon – who moans and squirms in your arms – Wonho is banging you lovingly from behind. You're sandwiched between them, enjoying both the sensation of Wonho's hard and thick dick filling you up, and Hyungwon's tight grip around your own shaft. It feels amazing.

Wonho is hugging you, his arm resting on your side while Hyungwon sucks his fingers. Hyungwon's back presses against your chest when Wonho pulls him closer. Your whole body is squeezed between them, and the dicks are pressed deeper inside their respective holes.

Wonho rocks his ass slowly back and forth. He lifts a knee and spreads his legs to penetrate you as deep as he possibly can. While he can't match Hyungwon's great reach, his cock can certainly pleasure you in other ways.

Your ass pushes repeatedly against his groin. Simultaneously, Hyungwon's moves back and forth against your own, as you push and pull on his hip.

“Ohh, fuuck,” Wonho groans behind you. You feel his lips against your neck.

“Mmm, mm,” Hyungwon moans while he takes the full length of his boyfriend's thumb in his mouth.

Your face is buried between his shoulder blades. Your nose is pressed against his smooth skin. And Wonho's pumped chest and soft stomach against your back feels like a warm embrace.

Wonho suddenly stiffens. He begins to jolt his hips and shove his cock faster inside you. The friction in your ass is enormously pleasurable.

“Wait,” you say to stop him from coming before it's too late. Actually, you're the one who's about to come in Hyungwon's ass, but you're not ready for that just yet.

Squeezed between the two men you can't see much of the action, only feel it. You're too intimate and up close for a good view. You want a better one before you release, to fully enjoy the immersive experience.

Wonho reacts to your word. He slows down and you can feel his muscles relax.

You gently push away from Hyungwon, who understands that you want to change positions and pulls away from you. Your dick falls out of his hole and as great as it made you feel to fuck him, the freedom feels like a welcomed relief.

“I wanna see you fuck,” you say to clarify why you called for a break.

Hyungwon turns around and smiles at you. He gives you a kiss on the lips, then leaps over your body while you scoot forward to give the couple more space.

Wonho catches his boyfriend in his arms and rolls on his back. When his dick pulls out of your ass your cheeks feel relaxed. Fuck he's big, you think happily.

The couple kiss and embrace as Hyungwon sits down on Wonho's crotch. Without penetration he rolls his hips, pressing his ass against the length of Wonho's shaft.

You turn around to watch them as Wonho takes a firm grip around his boyfriend's thighs and gives him a push. They roll over, and Hyungwon giggles when the large man comes down over him and attacks his neck with his mouth.

Hyungwon spreads his legs wide for his lover. Wonho sits up on his knees and reaches down to grab his dick. You scoot further away from them and lean on your elbow to watch them spring into action.

Their sex is wild and lustful. Hyungwon moans and jolts his body into Wonho's arms. Wonho pants and grunts loudly as he fucks his boyfriend with great passion missionary style.

“Mm, ahh, fuck yeah,” he repeats.

“Mmm, yes, yes,” Hyungwon whimpers below him.

You can hardly take your eyes off Wonho's ass and the back of his thighs. You watch the man roll and thrust skillfully, as he pushes his dick deep inside his boyfriend again and again. Holy shit this is hot!

You begin to stroke your shaft right next to them. Your eyes are wide open and your mind bewildered and amazed. The bed squeaks and the mattress slams against the frame, and all three of you shake back and forth as a result of the hot and violent sex.

You stroke your cock faster, bringing yourself ever closer to the edge. Wonho is about to go over his. Hyungwon hugs him tight and jams his hips and ass against Wonho's shaft and body, matching the pace and rhythm and giving Wonho's dick an immense pleasure.

“Ahh, uugh, ahhh, fuuuck!” Wonho bellows.

“Yes, yes, mm, I love you babe, ahhh, fuck my ass,” Hyungwon whimpers repeatedly.

Then comes the release. Wonho suddenly jerks forward, hard and deep. The rapid slamming of the bed against the wall immediately stops, and an intense orgasm shoots through his body which causes him to tense up and freeze.

"Uughn, fuuck!" he groans loudly.

“Pull out!” Hyungwon abruptly demands the moment he realizes what is happening.

For a split second you're confused as to why Hyungwon would requests that. But then you're glad that he did. Wonho quickly sits up straight, pulls his dick out of the ass, grabs it by the shaft, thrust his hip forward, and spurts a load onto his boyfriend's stomach.

“Uhhhm, aaahhh!” you suddenly cry, alerting the others to your own peak. You roll closer to their bodies and they turn their heads to look. Your cum shoots onto Wonho's thick thigh and the side of Hyungwon's narrow waist.

Wonho smiles at you when your eyes meet. He's breathing heavily and deeply, heaving for air as his spent body works hard to recover from exhaustion.

Only Hyungwon remains. And Wonho is a caring boyfriend. The moment he's sure that your release is over, he scoots backwards between his boyfriend's legs and bends down. He folds in half on his knees, and takes Hyungwon's long dick and shaft inside his mouth.

He sucks hard and skillfully while bobbing his head up and down. You look on as he wraps his lips tightly around the cock, and jerks the root of the soaked organ in circular motions with his hand and fingers.

Hyungwon closes his eyes and throws his head back on the bed. “Ahhh, fuck!” he cries while his boyfriend blows him. “Fu—uuck!”

His ass jolts upward from the bed, the shaft pushed deep into Wonho's throat. Wonho, in turn, lifts his head and plants his lips at the tip of the head.

The cum squirts out and onto his face. He closes his eyes and opens his mouth, cum dripping down his cheek and onto his tongue. His fingers become drenched in thick white liquid.

When Hyungwon opens his eyes again he looks down to view the result. He pants heavily then turns to face you. His strained expression turns into a happy one, as the intense sensation of your activity begins to settle.

*****

“Thanks,” you say while putting your shirt back on. You're dressed and ready to leave, recently emptied and happy.

“We should thank you,” Hyungwon says and laughs.

“Yeah,” Wonho concurs and smiles wide. “You were great.”

You smile at the couple as they lay naked and entangled on the bed, Wonho on his back and Hyungwon with his arm and leg wrapped around his boyfriend's broad body.

“Will you be at the bar again?” you ask but quickly regret it. It feels like a desperate question.

“Yes!” Hyungwon exclaims. “Definitely. But you don't need to find us there. You have our number.”

You give them a cheeky smile before you turn to head for the door. Your dick may be spent and balls may be empty, but your heart and mind are full.

He can go fuck himself, you think and recall your date who didn't show up. Little do you know that he's still sitting at the table where he saw you leave together with the Wonho and Hyungwon from Monsta X, star-struck by who you were with and thinking exactly the same thing.

[clouddd-hannn]

Can I request the dirtiest thing you can write about wonho and m!reader. Preferably where the reader is a nerd and wonho is a jock or himbo type boyfriend. Please and thank you!

PAIRING: Lee Hoseok (Wonho) x Nerd!M!Reader GENRE: Smut, Fluff WARNING(S): gay slurs, jock wonho, nerd x jock, wonho bullying reader, dubcon, manipulation, mentioned beating, power bottom reader, no foreplay, blackmailing, slight yandere theme (m!reader), exhibitionism, voyeurism, pervert Wonho, degradation, spanking, choking, orgy (?) SUMMARY: Wonho should've think twice before he masturbated to a girl's underwear. Or else he wouldn't have been caught in a very "hot" situation.

(P.S. THIS CONTAINS BLACKMAILING AND STUFFS. I'M WARNING Y'ALL)

(P.P.S. I don't exactly know what being "himbo" means, so I don't think I've portrayed Wonho as a himbo)

"Ah, fuck.." The muscled man groaned as he jerked himself off in the girl's locker room, a pink underwear he stole from one of the girls yesterday was up his nose as he sniffed on it. "Shit," he moaned, gathering speed on his hand movements that was on his dick.

(bold) Holy shit. This smells so good. (end) He thought before he felt that familiar coil just below his stomach as his breaths became ragged, nearing his climax. "Oh god, fuck!" He groaned as he threw his head back and with a silent gasp, ropes of white strings came spurting out from his cock. "Hooooly shit," he muttered as he leaned on the locker, recovering from his high before using the underwear to wipe his cum-painted hand and dick.

Just then, a white flash blinded Wonho's eyes. This made the said male panic as he looked around, but to his dismay. Deciding that someone must've been there, he threw the underwear at a nearby trash bin and placed his flaccid cock back in his pants and exited.

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You walked through the hallways with your books clutched closely into your chest, making sure to avoid every student that is close by. Fixing your glasses on top of your nose, you stopped before looking at the field, admiring the athletes that were busy playing soccer.

"Hey, look," you heard someone speak as they neared you, making you turn towards the owner. You looked down at your feet before offering a small bow and attempted to walk past them, but they were obviously stronger than you as they held on to your arm. "Where're you going?"

Hearing Wonho's voice, you looked up at him then just stared at him before looking away. "I-I'm off to class. Please let go," you pleaded but only heard snickers before they pushed you down, your books getting scattered on the floor. "Ugh."

Wonho smirked. "Aww? Off to class? Weren't you busy checking out the players, fag?" He spoke, you only grumbling as you fix your classes then attempted to get your books, but one of Wonho's friends pushed you down with his foot which sent stumbling back down.

"Please, I have to go. I don't want to be late," you pleaded but again it only fell on deaf ears as they only snickered and pulled you up by your uniform. "Wh-where are you taking me? I really have to go to class," you explained but the gang only teased you before you were all inside an abandoned classroom.

They pushed you down on the floor and began to beat you up with no remorse, all you could do was try to shiled yourself using your arms. And a little while later, with bruises evident on your back, neck, arms, legs did they eventually stop.

As they walked away from the scene, Wonho managed to catch that maniacal look on your face before they exited the classroom. "Let's go. We'll be late for basketball practice," he said as they ran towards the gymnasium.

Later that same day, the athletes (including Wonho) were finally done with their practice. Wonho was already changing into his uniform as he hung a towel over his drying hair. "Wonho, we'll be going first, man," one of his teammate said before saluting the mentioned male and exited the locker room.

At this point, no one else was inside the area…or so he thought. As he dried his hair, Wonho sat down and opened his phone, searching through the internet for women with big fronts. (bold) Damn, what'd I have to do to–(end)

A loud crash was heard from behind the lockers which startled the male, making him look around. "Do ghosts exist?" He muttered before going into a fighting position. "Come out! I-I'm ready to fight you!"

As soon as he said that, you walked out from the dark, eyes hidden behind your long fringes. Wonho rolled his eyes upon seeing you appear in front of him, arms crossed with a smug grin evident on his lips. "Oh, it's only you. What? You want to get beaten up again?"

You looked up at him, your eyes looking mad crazy before you lifted your phone and showed him the picture you took earlier. Wonho gasped and attempted to get your phone but you were fast enough to react as you retracted your hands and placed it inside your pocket. "Hey! What the hell?"

"You should know better than to jerk off in the girl's locker room, Wonho," you started as you neared him with a smirk plastered on your mouth. "Masturbating to a girl's underwear? Foolish and pathetic," you insulted the male before you charged at him and pushed him down on the floor.

The other male let out a surprised groan as he touched his bottom. Before he knew it, you were already on top of him which surprised him. "Wh-what are you doing?" Wonho asked and tried to get off but he soon realized that his hands were tried. "What? How…?"

"Don't let your guard down, Wonho. Out of your group, you've always been the dumbest out of them," you insulted him before placing your hands onto his pecs, squeezing them harshly which earned you a breathy gasp from the male, the smile on your face turning maniacal as you got hard at Wonho's reactions. "No one else can have you, but me. Only I get to be the one who you beat up, call me names, whatever. Just me."

Your words made Wonho shiver in fear as he tried to push you away. But despite your smaller stature, you wouldn't even budge an inch. "Are you insane? You're out of your mind, fag!" Wonho shouted but was soon silenced whe you began unzipping his pants. "What the—I'm not gay!"

You only laughed like a crazy witch as you went back to face him. "Look, Wonho. I don't think you know who is in charge right now. It's me, you can call me anything you want. Anything, and I'd be grateful," you pointed out before going back to undoing his pants.

Wonho could only sit there in horror, watching as you fish his dick out of his boxers. "For a talker, you seem pretty hard already. You sure you're not gay?" You teased him, using your index finger to tap the tip of fhe other male's cock.

"I'm not like you, whore," he stated but it only turned you on as you grinded your clothed member onto his exposed cock. "Hngh.."

"Wonho, I'm also hard. Aren't you happy? We're both hard for each other, it's like we're made for each other," you stated before you placed a hand on Wonho's cock, moving your hand up and down which earned you a breathy moan from the male. "Oh, you're getting bigger. I'm so glad I got myself ready before this," you commented, licking your lips as if you were staring at a five-course meal.

Then you stopped, Wonho's chest heaving up and down as he looked at you with red-tinted cheeks. "Wonho, you look so much delectable like this," you said, your cheeks colored the same as his before you stood up and begun to unbutton your pants, only feeling yourself get harder at how panicked the other male was.

"G-get away from me, bitch! Hey!" He shouted but you only neared him and squished his cheeks together. You looked dead straight into his eyes, your own eyes wide open in anger which scared the other male.

"You're gonna shut up or I'll make you," you threatened the other male who gulped but stayed silent anyway as he looked down at you. "Good boy," you muttered and patted his hair.

Wonho watched as you removed your pants and underwear, stepping out of them before going back onto his lap. "My hole is all ready for your big cock, Hoseok. I am so ready for you to pierce my ass with your dick," you stated as if you were in some sex frenzy.

The jock saw how you removed the plug that was placed inside your ass and dropped it down on the floor. "You're fucking crazy," Wonho said yet you only shrugged and lifted your hips, holding onto his hard dick as you lined it towards your entrance. "Fuck! I'm not gay, you whore!"

And like usual, you didn't listen to hi. and only prioritized your own pleasure. "We'll finally become one, Hoseok," you stated as you slowly slipped the tip of his cock into your hole, your face contorting into a pleasured look as you held onto the others v-line. "Here we go."

Just as you said that, you dropped your body down onto his lap and let out a loud moan, cumming on the spot as you threw your head back and arched your body in ecstasy, Wonho gritting his teeth at how impossibly tight your ass was. "So tight," he uttered out before you looked down at him and smirked.

Wonho couldn't deny the fact how he loved your tight walls hugged his huge cock. No one's ever managed to get it inside their pussies but here you are, taking it through your ass like a champ. "Fuuuck, your cock is so big. Do you like it, Wonho? Like it, dog?"

Somehow, that made Wonho's cock twitch inside you before he looked away and gulped. "Oh, slut. Don't be embarrassed. I'll give you everything you want," you pointed before you began to move yourself on his cock at a normal pace, Wonho looking down as to not let you see his reactions. "My god! Does my hole feel good, Wonho? Huh? I know it does."

"N-No way," Wonho stated but was taken a back when you took a hold of his huge pecs, making him moan as he clenched his fists behind him. "Get awa–agh, fuck."

You began to speed up, earning a few ragged breaths from the other male and satisfied groanas which never failed to make your cock twitch. "I'm gonna make you cum inside me until I'm full of it, until my hole takes the shape of your cock. And no one can ever satisfy you again, unless it's me."

Wonho could hear the seriousness in your voice as you said that, your words making him annoyed. "There's no way in hell that a fag's hole is gonna make me cum," he said with a snarl, looking at you. You stopped bouncing on his cock then smirked before you began to grind your ass on his lap. "Gh—ngh!"

"Really? Reallyy? Your cock is already twitching inside me," you said but was cutoff when his phone rang. You looked at him with a curious look, before it became a mischievous grin then you grabbed it from his bag and gave it to him. "Answer it. And tell them to come."

"What the fu—"

You accepted the call for him and neared him, placing the phone over his ear. "H-Hello?"

"Hey, Hoseok. The guys and I are planning to have a drinking party. Wanna come?" The guy started and before Wonho could even answer, you mouthed the words 'Invite them here' to him which he knew that he had no choice but to do so.

Wonho cleared his throat. "I'm still at the locker room—ah fuck," he moaned out as you unexpectedly began to move your hips, warming up his huge cock as you did. You heard a confused sound come from the other line before Wonho managed to get his composure. "C-come to the locker rooms, bye."

He stated before you ended the call and placed it beside him. "Now that wasn't hard, was it? As a reward, I'll take the binds off you. But if you so ever try to escape or hurt me, it's 'bye-bye' to your reputation," you threatened him, the other male gritting his teeth in anger before you chuckled and removed the binds on the other male's hands. "There, all gone--woah!"

In under one second, Wonho managed to get the upper hand as he pushed you down on the floor, almost folding you in two. A surprised look was etched on your face before it turned into a grin, you hooked your arms over the other male's neck and chuckled darkly. "I see. You want to take control?" You stated but almost flinched when Wonho slammed his whole length inside you, a loud moan coming out of you as you threw your head back and scratched his back.

"Like that, fag? Now I get to control this, not you. I'm only doing this as revenge," he defended himself and began to fuck your hole at a fast pace, eliciting sinful moans out of you. "You should know who you're messing with, bitch!" Wonho shouted before landing a harsh slap on your ass, making you gasp as you looked at the male with a lust-gazed smile.

You chuckled. "Oh my god! You're hitting all the right places, Wonho! Fuck me, fuck me harder! Deeper!" You exclaimed, already noticing the group of eyes tat were staring at you two behind by the entrance. (bold) Seems like Hoseok still failed to notice the other guys.(end) You thought, before you decided to tale things into your own hands. "What are you doing there, boys? Don't you see your team captain's enjoying himself right now?" You spoke up, making Wonho stop as he looked up and saw his teammates staring at you two, obvious tents in their pants.

"I-It's not what it looks like," he tried to explain but you cut him off.

"Oh it is what it looks like, Wonho. You're enjoying my boy pussy. Doesn't that make you…kind of gay?" You teased the other male but instead of pulling back, he began to fuck your ass again, making you moan and chuckle every time he hit those bundle of nerves inside you. "Fuck! Wonho, slow down. No one's taking you from me, we have all night."

The other male growled in anger before he let go of your legs and placed his hands around your neck, making your eyes widen but softened after as you threw your head back at the pressure around your neck. "Shut up! Shut up, fag! I'm not gay! I'm not like you!" He shouted, before you two were suddenly surrounded by his teammates. "The hell are you all doing?!"

They only stared at your blissful look before they removed their pants and began to jerk themselves off to the rhythm of Wonho's thrusts. Tilting your head to the side, you smirked and did a snappng action. "Seems like you all are pent up. My friends are waiting outside," you pointed out and just as you did, three boys entered the locker room and went down on their knees, the other boys immediately taking a place in front of them.

"Is this your plan, whore?" Wonho said before he fastened his pace, you locking your legs around his waist before you felt the pressure on your neck grow softer. "To make us gay? Huh?"

His words got you silent but you laughed like an evil witch and pushed him down towards you by his hair. "To make you gay? Hoseok, your teammates have been gay the whole time. Who;re you kidding? Even Hyungwon and Shownu, your 'so-called' best friends who beat me up earlier," you pointed out, the revelation making Wonho stop. "Why? Shocked?"

"Fuck you, M/N!" Wonho shouted and began to fuck your ass aggressively, your moans only growing louder as you pulled on his hair, your cock leaking more pre-cum as it bounced on both your stomachs. "Erk--ngh," he sounded, before his thrusts became sloppy and his brathing became ragged. "Fuck, fuck. Shit. I'm cumming," he announced before he leaned his head onto your shoulder and let his cum dribble inside your. You jerked yourself off and came a few seconds later.

"Didn't that feel good? Let's go for another round."

A little while later, you and Wonho were the only ones left inside the locker room, cum painting your stomach and his. You don't exactly know how much round syou two have did it, but it sure as hell made you tired. "Now be a good boy and stay," you ordered him, before you got up from the bench and made your way towards the showers.

Just as you did, Wonho took that as an advantage to look yfor your phone. Fortunately, he found it and it didn't have a password. "Dumb whore," he pointed out before going to the gallery to search for the video. "Gotcha," he stated and deleted it. Then a few minutes later, you got back out, all naked and wet as you walked towards Wonho, grabbing the towel that was placed on his lap. "Not so smart, are you? Leaving your phone unattended and with no passwor at that."

He showed you your phone and saw that the video was now erased. The scared look on your face made Wonho smirk as he threw it to your chest. With how fast your face changed from surprised to mocking made Wonho's smile disappear as you made your way towards your locker and got your back, dumping out the contents of the bag in front of Wonho. He grabbed one and was surprised when he saw that it was him again, but now with that lady he was with last week. "A phone is not the only device I have, Hoseok. And a smart person would be able to tell that. So if you don't want these to be spread around. you have to do as I tell you, got that?"

Wonho hesitated before he looked at you with his teeth gritted. "Okay."

"Good boy."

[jaemmphilia]

★ 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦: 𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰/𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘳𝘰

kinktober 2023 - masterlist ★ includes: wonho/lee hoseok ★ warnings: male reader, reader is much much smaller than wonho, bottom reader, belly bulge, first time, slight mentions of pain

You never thought you would be in a relationship with someone who was three times your size. Wonho is everything you could ever ask for in a partner. He’s so much more than that. He doesn’t make fun of your size, and he keeps the usual teasing to a minimum when he knows you’re in a bad mood. Wonho is caring, he never gets annoyed when you ask him to grab something on the shelves and cabinets above you. 

Now, he might grab the item you need and hold it over your head but he’ll always give it to you when you bless him with a kiss. Wonho likes seeing you get on the tips of your toes to reach his awaiting lips. He thinks your small size is adorable, but he would never baby you. He knows how much you hate being pampered, considering you’ve been babied your entire life.

Getting intimate with Wonho is one of your biggest fears in your relationship. You’ve seen his cock a handful of times, you’ve felt it against your back when you cuddle at night. You know it’s not tiny. Not by a long shot. Wonho is patient, never pushing you to do more than you’re comfortable with. You appreciate him for that, and you often feel bad for giving him blue balls. 

One day, you decide that it’s time to stop being such a scared loser and finally take that leap with Wonho. Wonho reassures you that he’s willing to wait for you and that the choice is ultimately yours to make. You look up at him with pursed lips and crossed arms, insisting you are ready to take him. 

Wonho’s eyes darkened then, his gaze piercing into you. He takes your hand and leads you to the bedroom. He lifts you with ease and drops you onto the bed. Your body bounces and your hands grip the duvet under you. 

Wonho can’t help but stare at you sitting on the large bed, looking smaller than ever. He feels his cock stiffen in his basketball shorts as his tongue swipes against his lips, his eyes showing just how hungry is he for you. You feel your stomach doing backflips as your brain finally catches up to the situation. 

Nothing has even happened yet, but the tension is so thick in the room that it’s difficult to swallow. Finally, Wonho makes the first move. He crawls on top of you and he places kisses on your jaw leading down to your collarbone. His hands are on your small thighs, his thumbs rubbing slow circles on the bare skin. He breathes in the natural musk of your skin before he bites the side of your neck like a damn vampire. You let out a yelp mixed with a moan as his tongue soothes the pain of the bite. 

Wonho’s hands squeeze your thighs as he lifts a little to look into your eyes, searching for any hesitation or discomfort. Your eyes are bugged wide, irises boring into Wonho’s dark chocolate eyes. 

“Are you sure you want to do this? You know that I don’t have any issues with waiting.” Wonho asks you, his hands moving to your hips to pull you flush against his growing length. You almost let out a squeak as you feel his half-hard cock against your cock. 

“Y…Yeah, I’m sure,” you say, voice in a whisper, “I’m just afraid of the pain.” you admit to him, your ears and cheeks getting warm with embarrassment. 

Wonho lets out a soft chuckle at your confession. God, he thinks you’re so cute. “I understand, why don’t we take it inch by inch? We can also take longer with the foreplay if you think that will help.” 

You look at Wonho through your lashes and nod. “But not too long, right?” you ask, your bottom lip puckered out in a pout. You’ve waited a while for this, you don’t want to waste your time with foreplay. 

“Wow, you sure are eager. Sure, we won’t take too long.” Wonho says, his large hands cupping your smaller thighs, the palms of them hot against your skin. 

You gulp and try to relax your body, knowing it’ll help you in the end. You can’t help the nerves that creep up your spine as you continuously think about the situation. You’re about to get absolutely destroyed by Wonho. 

Wonho’s fingers piston in and out of your backside at a rapid pace with one hand, while his other hand rests gently on the dip of your back. Your face is pressed into a pillow, your drool dampening the material as you cry out. You can feel the delicious stretch that was once painful but now feels like a dream. Your mouth hangs open, your hands gripping the sheets so tightly you think you might rip them. You feel like you’re on the edge of reaching that release you crave so much but Wonho slows his fingers as soon as you announce that you’re close. 

Wonho pulls his fingers out and wipes the lube mixed with spit all over your bare ass before his hand claps down on the mounds. You jolt from the unexpected slap, a high-pitched cry falling from your lips. 

Wonho then gets on his knees behind you, cock in hand as he teases your entrance with his tip. He sighs as he pushes the tip inside, watching it disappear past your rim. Wonho bites his lip as he takes in how warm you feel (even if just the tip is in) wrapped around his cockhead. He listens to you whine about the stretch and how it doesn’t compare to his fingers. He just chuckles and pushes in a tiny bit more, his large hands wrapped around your small waist.

Your eyes roll to the back of your head as he pushes that inch in. The stretch is painful, yes, but it also feels amazing. You can feel the veins of his cock rubbing against your walls. You let out a whine and ask for more of him, hoping he delivers.

And deliver he does. Wonho is halfway in at this point and you’ve become a slobbering mess. Tears are streaming down your warm cheeks as Wonho rocks his hips at a slow pace. Wonho’s fingers draw shapes on your waist to keep himself from pushing all the way in and ravaging you like he desperately wants to. 

“Won,” you whine out as you look back at him over your shoulder, “give me more. I can take it, I know I can!”

Wonho just chuckles at your eagerness. He knows that if he gives in to you, he might hurt you and he doesn’t want to hurt you, even if it would be an accident. So he just picks up his pace while slipping another inch into you. At this point, you could feel him inside your stomach and you press your hand onto your stomach to test and see if it’s true. As your hand rests on your lower stomach, you do feel Wonho’s cock rocking inside you. 

After taking it slow and making sure he wasn’t splitting you open, Wonho’s thick cock is fully sheathed inside you. It barely fits. Wonho’s hips have picked up the pace, the tip of his cock lightly kissing that spot that makes you go crazy. Your toes are curled as drool spills from your open mouth. Your hands continue to grip the sheets below you to the point where your knuckles are almost white. 

Wonho’s hands remain on your waist, his grip firm as he snaps his hips. He knew you were small but seeing you under him like this makes you look even smaller, something he never knew could be possible. 

Wonho feels you clench around him and he fights the urge to spill inside you right then and there. He bites his lip as his head leans back, his hips automatically stuttering. You notice the way he jolts, so you clench around him again to test the waters. 

Wonho just chuckles darkly and flips you onto your back with ease. He tuts at you and shakes his head. “Baby boy, you just like to drive me crazy, huh?” he teases, pulling all the way out just to slam right back in, making you nearly scream his name.

You don’t reply, too fucked out to form coherent sentences. You just take what he gives you. Wonho resumes his pace, his release coming up quickly. You soon realize that your own orgasm is nearing close. You babble like a baby, your hands coming up to grab at your husky boyfriend. Wonho holds your hands as he pounds into you, watching as you come apart below him. He watches the white ribbons of cum rush out of your slit as you writhe and cry. Not long after, Wonho spills his own release inside you, painting your walls white. 

Wonho remains inside you as the two of you come down from your highs. He then removes himself from you, leaves the room, and returns with a bowl and a rag. He then wipes you down gently. 

He then dresses you in one of his massive shirts. He slips on a pair of shorts and gets back in bed with you. He wraps his entire body around you, completely covering you up with his body. You then slip into a relaxed state, your nose breathing in his natural musk that eventually lulls you to sleep. 

[kcake555]

Wonho cake 🍰

[monsta-x-jagi]

Legal Affairs - Chapter 2

Synopsis: You meet Minhyuk and Changkyun, who help you hatch a plan

Word count: 3.3k

Triggers: mentions drink spiking/drugging someone

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Your alarm blared at 4am, and you cursed the beautiful man with the puppy personality who you were meeting the morning. Something about how Minhyuk couldn’t drive and how the early morning mist and sunlight was needed for the perfect photos led to you volunteering to pick up Minhyuk from his photoshoot so that you could interview him. 

With Minhyuk, the conversation flowed easily, possibly because of his so-called sunshine personality, which you hoped would would be enough to keep you awake as you drove him to the dorms.

“So tell me about Hoseok's behaviour during filming. Was it any different to usual?” You asked.

“Not at all. His makeup made him look fierce, but we all know he’s an adorable fluffy bunny. But be careful if he hugs you.” Literally just 3 words in that spiel were helpful for your investigation, but you decided to humour Minhyuk.

“Why should I be careful?"

“Well, what if he breaks your bones, and then you sue him? You seem like the best lawyer he’s ever going to get.” Minhyuk’s response surprised you.

“The best lawyer? Mr Lee, you realise I’m practically an intern right? Not to mention, I missed out on every single other firm I applied to.” Usually this would be a sore point for you, but you didn’t want to oversell your capabilities.

“Yeah, but you’re a favourite of the CEO, so you’re probably a hot shot. Plus, I’ve never known a lawyer as keen as you. Like c’mon, picking up a potential witness at 6am? That’s either dedication or desperation.” Minhyuk laughed as he searched for some snacks in his bag. He looked at you as if to ask whether he can eat, and you waved your hand to say you didn’t really care.

When a couple crunches from Minhyuk’s snacks indicated he was done speaking, you spoke. “It’s desperation. This internship feels like my last chance,” you admitted resentfully.

The crunching slowed as Minhyuk spoke. “Why would you say that? You clearly seem capable. The CEO knows you, you’re speed running these interviews and you’ve already got a solid action plan. You’re literally going above and beyond.” 

“You seem to be getting more worked up than me about this.” It made you smile to hear your efforts were appreciated. “I kind of like it.” 

“Well yes, I take offence at anyone selling themselves short like that. Even if you’re just the intern, there has to be a reason why the CEO personally assigned this case to you.” Minhyuk was obviously unaware your uncle was the CEO of Useungja Law Firm, and you weren’t exactly eager to bring that up, so you prodded the conversation along.

“Well alright, if you say so.” Hopefully that placated Minhyuk. “But since you definitely didn’t see anything weird with Hoseok’s behaviour, can you tell me if there was something weird with the staff?"

Minhyuk thought for a moment. “Yes actually. Hoseok said he forgot something in the van, and a staff member went to get it. But it wasn’t a staff member I had seen before. I also didn’t see this person bring Hoseok anything either."

“I heard about that from Kihyun too. Do you think you could recognise the staff member if I showed you photos of everyone who was there that day?” You asked.

“Probably. Do you want to show them to me over breakfast in the dorms?” Minhyuk said.

“Uh, yeah, sure,” you said absentmindedly, unsure if you were even allowed into the dorms. “Mr Lee, you’re close to Hyungwon right?"

“Sorry, Mr Lee? I only know Minhyuk.” He gigged before speaking more seriously. “Y/n, I know you’re trying to play everything perfectly here but we really don’t mind. You’re doing us a big help by trying to wrap all this us quickly.” 

“Well, Minhyuk, do answer the question. After all, we are almost at the dorms,” you said while making the last few turns.

“What’s the question again?"

“Oh jesu- I mean oh serio- nope, nope, I don’t do this, I am a professional,” you caught yourself nearly swearing once again and Minhyuk laughed. 

“Y/n, how old are you? You’re younger than me aren’t you?” Minhyuk asked as he packed up his snacks.

You nodded. “Yes. Now, Minhyuk Oppa, will you tell me if you’re close to Hyungwon?”

“Well, duh, obviously. But what does Hyungwonnie have to do with Hoseok’s charges?” Minhyuk asked while you parked the car.

“Kihyun said Hoseok spent a lot of time with Hyungwon during the party, just chatting to people. I’d like to find out who those people might be, and I think Hyungwon might know,” you explained.

“Well, I can wake up Hyungwon for you in the dorm. How about I help you bring your research materials upstairs?” Minhyuk asked, pointing to your backseat where there was a box full of your investigation materials.

Before you could say anything, Minhyuk pulled the box out of the car and waited for you to follow him into the dorms. “Minhyuk....” you groaned, worried you were exploiting his generosity.

“Nonsense. I’ll look over those staff members while I eat okay? Then I’ll wake up Hyungwon for you,” Minhyuk said as he led you into the apartment building.

“Seriously Minhyuk, I feel bad accepting all this help. I told your agency I’d be working around your schedules, not barging into your lives.” You entered the elevator with him. You tried to take the box from him, but he held on to it. He only gave it back to fish for his keys. Once he opened the door, Minhyuk took the box from you again, and placed it on the dining table inside the dorm. 

While you searched your material, he made his way to the kitchen to get some cereal. While he ate, you slid over the sheet of paper with employee details to Minhyuk, with a pen. “Just circle anyone who seems worth looking at.”

“Hey Min! Is that you? Or some animal you’re pretending to be?” someone called out from within the apartment.

Minhyuk suddenly ran from the kitchen towards a bedroom. “Y/n, don’t come this way.”

You stood in the kitchen, confused.

You could hear Minhyuk speaking to someone in a hushed but urgent tone. “Put some clothes on, NOW.”

Why?

“Hoseok’s lawyer’s here.”

But why here?

“It was convenient, oh look I don’t know, just get dressed, she’s in the kitchen."

When Minhyuk returned, he spoke more calmly. “That was Changkyun, our maknae. He didn’t mean anything he said, even if he can be mean sometimes."

“Right.” You were unsure what else to fill the conversation with. “I’ll just uh, be here, until you finish scanning through that page. There’s probably like 50 names, and I’d rather you didn’t rush it.” 

You sat at the dinner table and checked your emails. After deleting the unnecessary spam in your inbox, you found emails from the drug testing lab with the test results. With bated breath, you opened it: NEGATIVE FOR ANY ILLICIT SUBSTANCES

You cried out in excitement, a little louder than you thought, and Minhyuk looked up from the pages he was reviewing. “Who is it? Boyfriend?”

You stood up to bring your phone to Minhyuk. “No. Something even better.”

He read the page open on your phone and jumped in excitement like a kid. “No way!!! This is amazing. You’re right, this is better than your boyfriend… no offence.” 

“None taken, lawyers are too busy to have boyfriends anyways,” you replied and Minhyuk gave you a thin lipped smile in understanding.

“Hey uh, I thought you said a lawyer was here?” That voice from earlier spoke up.

“Changkyun, get your butt over here. We have great news!”

The maknae of Monsta X, Im Changkyun, lumbered in from the hallway, fully clothed as Minhyuk requested. Minhyuk turned your phone around for Changkyun to read aloud under his breath, “negative... all substances.” The maknae glanced between you and Minhyuk. “Does this mean it’s finally over? Is our group safe?"

You looked at Minhyuk for assurance that Changkyun wasn’t fragile enough to crumble at bad news. When Minhyuk nodded, you spoke. “No, the investigation is ongoing. I’m still finishing up the footage, and I still need to figure out the guest list at that party.” 

Changkyun thought about what you said for a moment. Minhyuk was still looking through the sheet of staff. You just sat there, eyes drifting between the two men.

“Oh wai-"

“Hey I’m do-"

They looked at each other. Almost immediately, Changkyun conceded. “Hyung, you go."

Minhyuk didn’t delay. “I’ve circled names of people I’m unfamiliar with, though I can’t exactly say whether I’ve had a bad experience with any of them."

“Thank you, Minhyuk. I’ll keep these name in mind when I look at the surveillance.” You turned to Changkyun expectantly.

“Well I was thinking about the party. And I know who hosted it. Now the guest list is pretty big, but it was mainly idols and other celebrities or well to do people. And here’s the thing - there’s another party for when the recorded show is actually released. So if you’d like, we can keep an eye on people then?” Changkyun offered, almost shyly.

“Alternatively, let’s take y/n with us. She’ll probably see things we miss,” Minhyuk looked expectantly at you.

“And don’t worry about the outfit, it’s a costume party,” Changkyun added.

“Sorry, what? I am going to the party? How would I be invited to that? I am a random lawyer handling some hush-hush case.”

“C’mon y/n, just trust us. We’re Monsta X. If I want you at a party, you'll be there,” Minhyuk said reassuringly. Or maybe slightly threateningly. 

“The best suspects will be there. Plus, are you really doing anything the next couple days other than sitting and watching surveillance?” Changkyun added

“I mean, I could always stand and watch,” you quipped and Minhyuk wheezed out a laugh. Changkyun groaned. But it was decided. You would join them at the party in a few days.

After that meeting, you returned home to watch the surveillance footage. As Changkyun predicted, you sat at the dinner table and watched the footage until your aunt and uncle came home for dinner. Hoseok didn’t text you all day, and his schedule said he had a long practice session planned for the day so any meeting would have to wait.

By midday the next day, you finished your lonely footage watch party. You’d found the moment when Hoseok requested a staff member bring something from their van, only that staff member never returned and no item ever reached Hoseok. This led to a few theories. Maybe that staff member used a different entrance (you knew where all the entrances were and they were never used). Maybe Hoseok picked up his bag outside near the car when he was leaving the venue (if so, then why ask for his missing bag before the performance?). However, one thing was clear - somebody other than Hoseok had access to his belongings, which were conveniently forgotten at the TV station. Then during the party, Hoseok only spoke to idols. He didn’t approach any suspiciously powerful people, so unless one of the idols was involved in something criminal, Hoseok couldn’t be connected to that.

You decided it was time to call your client now. You pulled up Hoseok’s schedule from the shared calendar. He’d be at the gym around now. You tried not to think about how delicious he looked win the gym, but it was very hard to ignore your client’s looks. So you picked up the phone to call our very handsome client that he did indeed test negative for drugs.

Hoseok’s phone rang. He glanced over and saw your caller ID. Grunting and letting go of his weights, he answered.

“Yes, y/n?" 

“Have you made any plans tonight?” You asked.

“Not really. I just have some meal prepping to do tonight at home,” Hoseok said.

“Do you have time to come pick up the drug test results with me? I also need to ask you some more questions. Will that be possible?” 

“Sure,” Hoseok replied.

“If it makes it worth your while, I can buy you dinner?” You offered.

Hoseok paused for a second. You were just being friendly, right? Or maybe you just wanted an opportunity to eat during a regular meeting. “Actually yeah, I don’t mind.”

“Great. So how about I pick you up after your workout? I can come to Starship’s gym or to the dorms if you want to go back and shower.”

“Are you saying you don’t mind me getting into your car all sweaty?” Hoseok’s lips curled into a smirk. He was somewhat curious to see whether your professional facade would slip when you saw his sweaty body at the gym.

“It’s just sweat, right?”

Hoseok almost laughed. He couldn’t tell if you were being funny or actually naive. “True, true. I’ll finish my workout in about 2 hours then.”

“No worries. Also can you tell me what you like to eat so I can see what good restaurants are around?” Your questions were increasingly starting to sound like a date.

Hoseok almost answered with ramen, but decided against it. “I’m happy to eat whatever you want to.”

“Wait, really? Alright there’s this place I love that's actually close to the test site, so let’s go there.” The excitement in your answer warmed Hoseok’s heart. “Alright I’ll tell the lab we’ll be there within 3 hours, so it’s okay if your workout goes a little over time, but I’ll still be there in 2 hours.” 

Your voice returned to its formal tone, and Hoseok had to remind himself you were his lawyer and not just someone he was looking forward to having dinner with. He couldn’t exactly tell you he was excited to see you, so, he did the next best thing. “Hey actually, can you pick me up slightly later? I think I am going to shower.”

You arrived at the dorms. Hoseok said his dorm was across from Minhyuk and Changkyun’s, but you weren’t sure if you should go to his door or wait in the car for him. After some minutes passed the agreed pickup time, you decided to go to Hoseok’s door and knock. A man you hadn’t met before answered, but judging from his model like proportions, you guessed it was Hyungwon..

“Um hello, I am here to pick up Hoseok.” You tried not to stutter. You didn’t realise your wording could have been better until after you said it. 

Hyungwon smiled a little deviously. “Come inside.” He chuckled as you removed your shoes. “Can’t believe Hoseok would make a girl pick him up.”

You opened your mouth to say you’re just his lawyer but it didn’t come out. 

“YAH Hoseokah! Hurry up, someone is waiting for you,” Hyungwon shouted into the dorm. Then he turned to you. “Hello, I am Chae Hyungwon. I assume you’re the lawyer, Miss y/n.” He politely bowed.

You bowed back and introduced yourself and moved towards the couch. 

“Minhyuk mentioned you’re going to that party,” Hyungwon said as he sat beside you on the couch. While you weren’t planning to keep your party attendance a secret, you were still somewhat surprised Minhyuk told others.

“Yes. I was hoping to learn a bit about Hoseok’s social circle.” You suddenly remembered the specific question you needed to ask Hyungwon. “I heard Hoseok was mostly with you at the last party. Can you tell me everything about that night?”

Hyungwon turned his head towards the rooms. “Yeah there’s probably time for this,” he muttered to himself, then turned to you. “I think you know as well as I do that there can be some seedy things happening at parties that idols go to.”

You knew, but you motioned for him to pause. “Hold on, you know our conversations aren’t protected by attorney client privilege right? So don’t fuc-,” hold on, no swearing, you reminded yourself, “Don’t confess to any crimes okay?”

If Hyungwon heard you almost swear, he didn’t mention it. He simply continued. “Well out of all the people Hoseok interacted with that night, there were probably some people who did anything from drugs to money laundering. Who specifically I am not sure. But I can tell you things like that were present at that party,”

“Alright I know you might not tell me this but, how do people like that get in?”

Hyungwon bit his lip before answering. “There aren’t exactly security checks at the TV station, so it’s possible for anyone to slip in if they have a contact.”

“So its possible to do things like exchange abnormal sums of money or drugs or even information with or through idols, or force them to do those things?” You asked.

“Yes. Like I said, no security checks.” Hyungwon tilted his head as he looked at you. “What are you suspecting?”

You didn’t get a chance to divulge your current theory since Hoseok walked out of his room. 

“Glad to see you’re finally ready. Have fun tonight,” Hyungwon said, standing up from the couch. “Y/n, I hope you make some progress tonight, with your case.”

Hoseok looked good. Like deliriously good. He kept it classic with sleek black pants and a white button up shirt, both of which were cut so perfectly to fit his body. You didn’t want to ogle because he was your client, but this was a little difficult. You hoped Hoseok or Hyungwon didn’t hear the small gasp you almost made when your client walked in.

The ride to the test centre was a quiet. You explained to Hoseok that you went to school with one of the medical examiners there, so she performed the drug test. Jia (your friend) had already finished up her work for the day and was simply waiting for you. Jia was a no nonsense, completely unfiltered friend, but she was incredibly perceptive. 

“Hey girl!! You look hot,” Jia said by way of greeting when you walked into her office. She then looked at Hoseok who stood behind you. “Who’s he? A new-"

“Client, Jia,” you hoped your voice didn’t sound too panicked. “He is my client, so don’t say something weird.” You looked behind you at Hoseok, to see if he was annoyed by you or Jia, but he seemed unbothered. 

“Well girl, you really do know how to pick ‘em,” Jia slightly rolled her eyes. She led you and Hoseok to sit down at her desk where her printed and highlighted report was waiting.

“Do we need to discuss it? I thought it was a straightforward negative result,” you saiid. 

“It is. But there’s one more interesting thing you should take a look at.” Jia pointed to a graph and the highlighted text below it. “Your client had technically taken narcotics. He had an absurd amount of legally available benzodiazepines in his system, likely taken within the last couple days.” 

You turned to Hoseok. “Don’t say anything.” You then turned to Jia. “Is there a way to tell which specific drugs they were?” 

“Keep reading.” Jia said, so you did. Flunitrazepam. “It’s Rohypnol,” Jia added when she saw your eyes widen.

Hoseok had been silently following the conversation, and had been reading the report over your shoulder. When Jia mentioned Rohypnol, you folded the papers back up loudly with a flutter. You turned to Hoseok, and he was taken aback by your expression. Your face shifted between undiluted rage and concern. You breathed out through your nose, and it reminded Hoseok of how dragons breathe out flames.

“Tell me who hurt you.” You seethed.