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rose creek motel
pairing â jaehyun x (f) reader
genre .. warnings â smut, age gap (18+), drowning, noncon, baby trapping, unprotected sex, oral, angst
summary â after eighteen years of complying with the rules of your domineering parents, you finally decide itâs time to wipe the slate clean and move away. rose creek motel is nothing in the grand scheme of your life, especially with a history of serial killers lurking around, but when you meet jaehyun, you decide that youâre not in any hurry after all.
wc â 15.8k (iâŠdont Know)
a/n â okay tbh i intended for the last smut scene to be Darker but you have to understand i was listening to horizon and forever only giggling and smiling and shit. cut me some slack pls. before you read, heed the warnings. i do not intend to glorify age gaps or predatory behaviors.
donât like it, donât read.
after a three-hour train ride to another city and another hour of wandering, you were thrilled to stumble across a motel before dusk. at first, there didnât seem to be any nearby.
it was a smaller one, not part of any major chains throughout the country. there didnât appear to be many staff nor customers. there was one dude who checked you in at the front desk and maybe a handful of cars in the lot.
not that it mattered. you wouldnât be here long enough to be concerned about the sheer size of the place. a few days, maybe less, but certainly not more. the grand city of newark was waiting for you and you were borderline impatient to get there. but on the other hand, you wanted to savor this little trip.Â
it would mark the first of your own, and the true beginning of your lifelong journey to find yourself.
any other person most likely would have been desperate to kick off their shoes and head to their room for the night, but the creek across the road from the motel caught your eye. you rushed over in spite of your aching feet as though it wouldnât be there tomorrow, ambling along the riverbank.Â
the waters rushed and crashed into slew of rocks, and you closed your eyes as you took in the sound. you could hear birds singing late afternoon songs and the rustling of trees in the early march spring.Â
footsteps behind you startled you out of your peace. your foot slipped and your body lurched forward. had not a pair of big, burly arms clasped around you tightly, you would have slipped into the tiny creek.Â
you glanced up in shock, meeting a handsome pair of innocent eyes. âsorry, i didnât mean to scare you,â he said, pulling you away from the bank.Â
when you were safely on your own feet again, the handsome stranger released you. you straightened your skirt and smiled up at him. âitâs fine. thank you for catching me.â
âno problem. it would have been my fault if you fell.â he introduced, âiâm jaehyun. i work at the motel across here.â
you glanced back at the motel, as if you hadnât seen it before. âoh,â you said, surprised. but the uniform clinging to him gave that away. ânot much staff, huh?â
jaehyun smiled. he had deep, adorable dimples. âwell, we are a pretty small motel. we do what we can with what we have.â
âdo you get a lot of visitors?â
âusually just people with a road trip gone bad,â jaehyun said. âiâd ask what a girl like you is doing out here by yourself, but i donât want to seem like a creep.â
you laughed, wondering how that would be possible. when you were as handsome as this boy was, it wouldâve been more difficult. âno, itâs okay. iâm actually not having a car trouble. i got here by train. iâm on my way to newark.â
ânewark,â jaehyun repeated, seemingly interested. âwhere from?â
âboston,â you chirped. âiâm starting afresh. my birthday was a few days ago and as my parents like to put it, iâve âgone rogue.ââ
jaehyunâs eyes went a little wider in surprise. âhappy belated birthday,â he said. âhow old are you now?â
you shrugged, deciding not to reveal too much information. you were maybe naive to a fault, but not a complete idiot. âthatâs a secret. iâm an adult, though.â
jaehyun snickered. âthatâs obvious. you checked yourself into the motel, didnât you?â
well, that was true. but the exterior of the building seemed so shady, youâd initially doubted they would even bother with identification. you were grateful they didnât require you to be twenty-one. a second longer of wandering and you would have collapsed on the side of the road.Â
ignoring his question, you gave one of your own. âhow old are you?â
mocking you, jaehyun put a finger to his lip and said, âthatâs a secret. but iâm an adult, too.â
you shook your head, but there was an amused smile on your face. âfair enough,â you mumbled, turning towards the creek.
jaehyunâs attention shifted with yours. âitâs called rose creek, our namesake,â he told you. ânot much to see out here.â
âthatâs not true,â you disagreed. âthereâs a ton to see in nature. you just have to open your eyes and look.â
jaehyun seemed amused, giving you a look.Â
noticing his furrowed brows, you pointed towards the middle of the water. âlook,â you said softly. âthereâs a cute little baby turtle right there. they love creeks, because theyâre an easy place to find tasty victims.â
jaehyunâs eyes focused, landing on what he had thought was a rock and only noticed upon further inspection was indeed a turtle, chilling in its leathery shell. âdamn, youâve got a good eye.â
you giggled. âi grew up near a creek. you learn to pick up on those sort of things.â
âah,â jaehyun replied, nodding his understanding. âshould we name it?â
âwhat would we name it?â
jaehyun shrugged. âsquirtle.â
that almost prompted you to roll your eyes. âthatâs too clichĂ©.â
âthen, what do you suggest?â jaehyun asked with a grin, crossing his arms.Â
âi donât know,â you mumbled. âdonatello.â
jaehyun snickered. âand thatâs any better?â
you threw up your hands. âokay. fine. how about⊠archie.â
well, that was different from the other suggestions. âwhy archie?â
âbecause turtles remind me of that one studio ghibli film about the red turtle,â you told him, lowering your head shyly as you explained yourself. âand when i think of red, i think of that guy from riverdale.â
âisnât that that show about teens dying?â
you shrugged. âdonât know. never watched it.â
something about that was amusing to jaehyun and he decided that your suggestion was fitting. âalright. then, archie it is.â
you beamed.Â
âwell, itâs getting dark. i donât think i have to tell you not to wander too late. you seem like a smart girl,â jaehyun said.
you glanced around at the shadows falling onto the rustling trees and the last gleams of todayâs light shimmering on the creek. âyouâre right. i should head up,â you replied, turning to face him. âhave a good night, jaehyun.â
when you turned away, jaehyun realized he never got your name.
after a long night of trying to catch up on some much-needed sleep, you decided to head down to the pool. it was nice to see a motel with a couple of accommodations. they would make a good enough resting spot before you returned to your travels tomorrow.
there were a number of lounge chairs facing the pool, but instead you chose to climb into a hammock a few feet away from it. it was a nice spring day, neither too hot nor too cold, and you folded your arms behind your head while fighting the urge to close your eyes.
there werenât a lot of people staying at or near the hotel, so you werenât surprised to be alone. to think of it, you hadnât seen anyone but a couple of staff. although you did walk past a room blasting heavy rock.
you heard footsteps, and turned to see jaehyun, sporting his burgundy uniform. he had a cart of towels, probably coming to restock. âjaehyun,â you called out.
jaehyun blinked up in surprise, likely not expecting to see you there. but when he did, he smiled and started to step over. âhey,â he said, digging his hands in his pockets. âyou never told me your name.â
âwhoops. silly me,â you replied, then told him your name.Â
you watched him process it, as if he was deciding in his head whether he liked it or not. he repeated it quietly to himself and said, âthatâs very pretty.â
âthanks,â you replied, bursting into giggles. âhowâs work going so far?â
âoh, you know,â jaehyun started, gesturing over to his cart with his shoulder. ânothing new. i never thought i would complain about not having enough work to do.â
you snorted. âi get what you mean. i was a camp counselor one summer. those kids drove me mad, you know. but when they were gone, i cried.â
there was a shimmer in jaehyunâs eyes. âdo you like kids?â
âyeah. they can be a handful, but theyâre delightful. honestly, i donât trust anyone who doesnât like kids. how can you be mad at someone so innocent and full of life?â
jaehyun nodded his agreement. âi realized a long time ago that people who donât like kids are always bitter and unhappy with their own lives.â
that made you snicker, and the more you thought about it, he was probably right. âlook at that. projection at its finest.â
âcan i ask a personal question?â
âsure,â you said reluctantly. âwhatâs on your mind?â
jaehyun seemed to hesitate, battling with himself in his head for a long minute before he asked, âwould you ever have kids?â
that wasnât so bad of a question. you hummed, not really having to think about it. you already knew your answer. âiâve dreamt of settling down and having kids with the right person since i was young.â
jaehyun gawked a bit. âreally?â
âyes, really,â you told him, laughing at his astonishment. âi guess you can say iâve always had big dreams. is that surprising?â
âno, itâsâŠ,â jaehyun trailed, finding no words. âthose big dreams of yours. they couldnât happen in boston?â
now that was a bit more personal. you blew out a breath. âwell,â you began, glancing at the unnervingly still pool. âi just wanted a new environment.â
jaehyun was tempted to press, to figure you out even more, but he didnïżœïżœt want to risk startling you off. âmaybe you were fated to stop by a really old motel in the middle of nowhere.â
âand meet you?â
something about that made jaehyun smile. you were so smart. âand meet me,â he repeated.
by now, you knew that jaehyun was kind of into you, the same way you were kind of into him. so, you decided to test the waters. âtoo bad that iâm leaving tomorrow,â you murmured quietly.Â
jaehyun heard you, and he frowned, though there was nothing he could do. itâs not like he expected you to put your whole life on hold for a guy youâd just met.
or maybe there was something he could do. âwhat if i gave you a couple of days on the house?â jaehyun asked.
your eyes flitted up at his deep brown pair. âreally?â
jaehyun nodded. âwhatâs a few days?â
he had a solid point there. what was a few days? newark would still be there later on, and plus you had been taking your sweet time to make it there anyways. you werenât in a hurry to get to this new life.
âthen, i guess iâd stay,â you said, grinning wildly.
jaehyun mimicked a victorious grin. âi think iâd like it if you stayed much longer than that, but i know youâve got big plans.â
in all honesty, that surprised you a little. he was talking to you as if you had been here weeks, and not less than twenty-four hours. âwhat would someone like me do in connecticut?â
jaehyun shrugged. âweâve got⊠yale.â
you snorted. âand what makes you think iâm smart enough to get into yale?â
âactually, a lot of things. but iâd better get to work before i get caught slacking on the job,â jaehyun said, pointing to a camera projecting from the side of the motel that had a complete overview of the pool.
you gawked. âthose things work?â
jaehyun laughed at your surprise. it was addictively cute, seeing his dimples deepen and his eyes sparkle. âyouâre surprised?â
âa little bit,â you confessed quietly.
to your surprise, jaehyunâs hand softly brushed your arm. it was so gentle, so fleeting, you couldâve convinced yourself it never happened had you not felt a lingering tickle where heâd touched you. âsee you around,â he said to you featherly.
âsee you,â you replied in a small voice, having lost it all. your eyes were fixed to his back as he walked away.
damn it, you were wanting more of this guy you barely knew.
almost half an hour passed before you eventually decided to head back up to your room. you wanted nothing more than to get to know jaehyun better, but you would never interfere with a manâs pay. plus you were pretty confident that he would come to you when he was free enough.
there was a guy hovering over the railing next to your room, because he had been staying in the one beside yours. there was a joint between his fingers, although you had noted a couple of signs prohibiting it, not that anyone seemed to care. the stench of marijuana was all you could smell when you passed certain doors.
you had expected to slip past him and enter your room without interruption, so imagine your shock when he said, âi wouldnât walk around here wearing stuff like that if i were you.â
like first nature, you tightened the towel around you. âexcuse me?âÂ
the man didnât look at you, facing the world. you could see the creek from here, and that was where his gaze seemed to be rooted, too. âwhen youâve lived as long as me, you know things,â he told you. âyou see that creek over there? a lot of bodies used to turn up there in the eighties. young girls that stayed here a night or two.â
you said nothing, because you had nothing to say. the obvious discomfort on your face was enough.Â
âiâm just saying. you look like youâre alone. wouldnât want anything bad happening to you,â he said, putting out the joint and walking away.
well, that was single-handedly the weirdest interaction youâd had at this motel so far. you hurried to unlock your room, immediately locking the door behind yourself.
you tried not to think much of it as you changed clothes, but you couldnât help but wonder if that man was telling the truth or if heâd just had a little too much to smoke. either way, it was over twenty years ago. jaehyun had mentioned nothing to you about any serial killers.
then again, he was clearly trying to get you to stay. the last thing he wouldâve wanted was to scare you off.
chill the fuck out. just donât hang around any old people. like that guy, you told yourself, comforting.
given that you didnât go out again that day, you didnât see jaehyun at all until you finally emerged from your room the next afternoon in pursuit of a late breakfast. but when you glanced across the railing, you saw a figure all too familiar facing the creek.
forgoing breakfast for now, you raced downstairs and headed the road. they werenât busy at all, although you still had a habit of checking before you crossed.Â
jaehyun heard you approaching, but didnât turn around to face you. âhow come i just know that itâs you?â he asked.Â
you snickered, but it wasnât like too many people would be strolling around this creek out of a curious interest. âmaybe i have really distinguishable footsteps?â
laughing, jaehyun finally met your eyes and beckoned you closer. you obliged, cautiously stepping to his side.
it was quiet for a moment, but it wasnât awkward. the two of you were marveling at the beauty of nature together, enticed by what you saw. it was sunnier today than it was yesterday and sunlight filtered through the trees, shimmering on the water.
âiâve been thinking about what you told me,â jaehyun finally said after a minute or two. âwhen you said thereâs a lot to see in nature. and ever since, iâve been looking and appreciating the little things i didnât notice before. you were right.â
âof course, i am,â you replied, but the cockiness was to hide the flutter of your heart. âwhen iâm sick of human nature, itâs always nice to come back to earth. itâs beautiful.â
jaehyun bobbed his head in agreement. âarchieâs over there.â he pointed somewhere along the far end of the creek. âit likes the sun.â
âyeah. sun basking is, like, a turtleâs favorite hobby,â you said, poking your head out to spot the cute baby turtle. you were grinning from ear to ear.Â
âwhat a simple life,â jaehyun said, lightheartedly shaking his head in envy.
you burst into giggles. but that reminded you of one of the many curious thoughts you had about jaehyun, and you figured now was a great time to ask. âhey, i didnât want to ask this before because i didnât know how you take it. but you donât look like the typical guy in motel business.â
from the look on his face, jaehyun was anything but offended. âitâs my parentsâ business,â he explained. âi just work here part-time.â
âah.â you nodded your understanding, finding that a satisfactory answer. but it only made you want to know who jaehyun was when he wasnât hard at work, donning the family uniform.
then, you remembered what that guy told you about the murders and realized that perhaps jaehyun knew more about if they genuinely existed.Â
jaehyun beat you to a word. âby the way, are you going to tell me how old you really are? because adult could mean youâre twenty-four or forty-two.â
you rolled your eyes. he was being funny. âiâm eighteen.â
âdamn,â jaehyun said, wincing. âiâm nine years older than you.â
that was totally surprising. âreally?â
âyou donât see the wrinkles?â jaehyun asked, pointing to his smooth, wrinkleless face.
god, he was alarmingly handsome. not to mention his skin looked literally poreless. âplease. i thought you were twenty-three at the oldest.â
âthatâs funny,â jaehyun said with amusement. âi thought you were at least old enough to drink. damn, you carry yourself like youâre older.â
that wasnât the first time you had heard something along the line of those words, but damn, this guy was pushing thirty?
jaehyun seemed to have sobered a little the next time you glanced at his face, like he was worried about something. âis it weird now?â
âno,â you told him too quickly, maybe because you didnât want it to be. ânot unless you make it weird.â
it seemed like time stopped and the world was no longer spinning for a minute as you and jaehyun gazed into each otherâs eyes. and the closer he came to you, your noses nearly brushing, the less you could breathe. âam i making it weird?â he whispered.
you couldnât speak, so you simply shook your head, gaze lowering to his perfect lips.
everything happened in an instant. one second, you were thinking about how he was perfect from head to toe, and the very next, your heart was soaring as his lips met yours. your eyes fluttered closed, and you felt as if you were being whisked away into a wonderland.
the two of you kissed with heat and passion, overcome with the urge to swallow one another whole, and jaehyun was somewhat surprised by how talented of a kisser you were. the feeling was mutual. you had kissed a handful of boys, but never any with this much finesse.
maybe you had been wanting to kiss jaehyun this whole time, and never knew until you had him.
jaehyun broke away after a moment or two, impressed that you werenât the first to tap out. something about kissing you was addictive. damn, it made a pretty picture in his head, your arms thrown around his neck and his on your back.
âdamn, baby,â jaehyun said, catching his breath. âwhereâd you learn to kiss like that?â
you peered up at him with a smile, wondering if he somehow got even handsomer in the time your eyes had been closed. âyou say i carry myself like iâm older than i am. well, my folks would beg to differ.â
that answer was vague as hell, but jaehyun understood what you meant perfectly. âah, teenage rebellion? you make out with a lot of guys to piss your parents off?â
âsure, letâs go with that,â you mumbled, still none too keen on disclosing what was officially your old life. then, you caught a glimpse of his lips, and burst into laughter. âyouâve got a little something there.â
âyeah?â jaehyun asked, swiping his thumb over a lipgloss stain that youâd left on the corner of his mouth.
âa little bit to the left,â you told him, trying - and failing miserably - to keep a straight face. âno, my left.â
jaehyun pretended to get annoyed, grumbling, âif i kiss you again, will it matter that i wipe it off?â
at the thought of kissing jaehyun again, your heart skipped a beat or two, but you tried not to show it on your face. âi think that would defeat the purpose.â
jaehyun smiled, and before you knew it, your lips were pressed together again. all you could hear was the obvious wet smacking of your lips, the soft murmuring of the wind, and the quiet rippling of the water.
but you could feel his touch, his hand gingerly falling from the middle of your back to the apex of your thighs. jaehyun pulled away from your lips again, but only to kiss you on your jaw and neck. and everything about it made you feel hot inside out, as if you were scalding.
feeling you tensing beneath his fingertips, jaehyun grinned smugly. he leaned into your ear, whispering, âhow about we head up to your room, yeah?â
you were no idiot. it was plain what that meant and a kind of nervous excitement settled in the pit of your stomach like a kaleidoscope of butterflies. âokay,â you replied, letting him take you by the hand.
almost the second you were safely behind closed doors, jaehyun pressed you against the nearest wall and kissed you fiercely. although you were taken by surprise, you returned the kiss with the same amount of fervor, slightly sticking your tongue into his mouth.
mischief curled onto jaehyunâs lips, pleasantly surprised by all the little things you were initiating. his hands slowly wandered down your body for a minute, one hand at your ass and the other cupping your breasts over your shirt. you made a soft breathy noise that had jaehyun scorching with the itch to fuck you, and it only increased tenfold when he noticed your eager hands fumbling with the buckle on his belt.
while your fingers were hard at work, jaehyunâs were too, waiting for the perfect time to slip underneath your shirt. you shuddered when the tips of his fingers brushed against your stiff nipples, whispering jaehyunâs name.Â
âcome over here,â jaehyun said, leading you over to the bed.Â
he gently lowered you down onto the mattress and started to undress you piece by piece in between kisses, pressing his lips against every bit he exposed. it was all you could do to contain your agitation, holding your breath as his face crept lower.Â
to keep the more uneasy thoughts out of your head, you focused on jaehyun, asking, âarenât you on the clock?â
âthatâs the thing about working for your parents,â jaehyun said without looking up, giving his undivided attention to your legs as he yanked your skirt off. âwhat are the odds that theyâll fire their only son?â
âoh,â you said. he did look damn fine in that burgundy uniform, but you wouldâve liked to see him without it on.
the more naked you became, jaehyun saw the way you shuddered nervously, and chuckled quietly to himself. âyouâve never done this before.â
he wasnât asking. that was clear by his tone. it was an astute observation that you couldnât even deny.
you frowned. âis it obvious?â
âa little bit,â jaehyun replied honestly, smiling at you. âi was a virgin before, too.â
you grinned bashfully. not a second later, your eyes made the mistake of glancing down and getting a eyeful of the imprint of his dick, and you looked away, swallowing the lump in your throat. âi donât mind kissing assholes, but they say that your body is a temple, and iâve never met anyone worthy, i guess.â
jaehyun raised a brow and pressed, âuntil now?â
that made you chuckle. jaehyun was very good at reading in between the lines, like you. âuntil now,â you repeated. âyouâre my first.â
âand hopefully your last,â jaehyun flirted.
the stupidest smile was on your face. it was a foolish thing to hope, all things considered, but it made you feel pined after. âjaehyun, what was your first time like?â you asked.
jaehyun seemed a little grim when he heard your question, but before you could apologize for potentially overstepping, he replied, âit was with someone i had been with for a very long time, and thought i would be with forever.â
there was no doubt in your mind that it had been someone jaehyun loved and lost, and you couldnât help but feel for him.Â
not wanting the mood to shift, jaehyun quickly changed the topic back to you, and everything he wanted to do to you. âtrust me,â he said. âiâm going to do everything i can to make sure that even if you go, you never forget me.â
you barely had time to respond before jaehyun tugged your panties away, dragging a pair of fingers through your wet folds. you made a tiny noise as he used them to gauge how wet you were. dissatisfied, he sank to his knees, lips meeting your folds.Â
jaehyun darted his tongue out, circling your sensitive clit immediately after. you hadnât expected the sensation to be so sharp, especially so soon, and you gasped, thighs tensing together. jaehyun got a hold of them and kept them apart as he pleased, making you take every second.Â
âjae,â you rasped, unable to get his full name out.Â
jaehyun grinned, lips curling against your pussy. damn, you were a sensitive one. if you were reacting like this already, what would you do when he got inside you?
you squirmed as jaehyun continued to go down on you, but it was useless. he was so strong, holding you in place as your body reacted to every single swipe of his tongue against your bundle of nerves. it was too much stimulation and yet jaehyun didnât seem to be bothered, thriving on your pleasure.
god, every sound you made was a whimper of jaehyunâs name. he couldnât deny that it made his dick twitch in his underwear, aching to be buried balls deep inside you, but he was holding out for your sake. as badly as he wanted to fuck you senseless, he wanted your first time together to be unforgettable for the right reasons even more.
if he didnât, what would make him any different from those assholes you let kiss you purely to make some kind of rebellious statement?
jaehyun didnât want to be a statement, the thing you fell back to after all else had failed. he wanted to be the answer, the one to stitch you back together, the one you crashed into when the tides got high.
you had never felt anything like this before in your entire life. of course, there had been plenty times where you had gotten yourself off, but you had never known pleasure of this magnitude until now. your own hands had nothing on jaehyunâs and his damn skilled mouth.
jaehyun liked how sensitive your body was. it was all too easy to get a reaction out of you, and he was so attracted to how you couldnât help but respond to every suck and lick, shuddering in his grasp without control.
âjaehyun, i canâtâŠ,â you trailed, fingers desperate to clasp something, to anchor yourself. you would have wound them through his hair, but you were afraid of accidentally hurting him, and settled for the sheets.
âyes, you can,â he said, pulling away from your dripping cunt for a few seconds. âyouâre doing good, baby. cum on my tongue.â
it felt as if you were going to burst from the inside and you didnât really want him to stop, regardless of how incessant the pleasure was. no matter how hard you tried, it was impossible to keep still. you wanted more than you knew your body could handle.
to say nothing of the fact that jaehyun was doing everything in his power to drag you to your breaking point. he knew exactly what to do to have you crying out his name. for a moment or three, he had you convinced that he was everything you ever wanted. now, it was too hard to think.
in a matter of minutes, you were coming undone with a whimper so sharp you were certain your temporary neighbor would come knocking on the door.
âthatâs it,â jaehyun crooned with the slyest fucking grin on his face, replacing his tongue with a pair of hefty fingers.
you tried to shove his hand away, the stimulation tearing you to shreds, but jaehyun was keen on breaking you down until you couldnât be destroyed any further. until he had ruined you for any other man.
your bare chest heaved violently as you fought to catch your breath, blinking a couple times to clear the wet daze of your eyes. there was nothing you could do except silently gawk at jaehyun like he had singlehandedly just stolen your heart.
he finally pulled away, smugly asking, âneed a break?â
after a few seconds of gathering your bearings, you rose to your knees and grabbed jaehyun by the back of his head to bring his lips to yours, pulling him down to the creaky mattress beneath you. jaehyun was surprised, but he liked how assertive you were, resting his hands at the back of your legs and letting you sink your weight onto him.Â
it was criminal how good of a kisser he was. and if that didnât already have you dripping, then the way he touched you all over would have. you felt his hard dick against your thigh and couldnât think of a time where you had wanted anything so badly.Â
âtake these off,â you said to him when you pulled away from his mouth, tapping his underwear. âand i want to be on top.â
jaehyun snickered in amusement. âwhatever she wants,â he said, reaching for his underwear the second you climbed off.
your mouth ran dry the moment you caught a glimpse of jaehyunâs intimidatingly thick length and you were certain that he was going to split you in half. you desperately didnât want to come off as a shy virgin, but every second that passes made you slightly antsy.
fortunately, there was something to steal your attention away from jaehyunâs impressively large size, and your entire demeanor shifted. âwait, fuck. do you have a condom?â
âclose your eyes,â jaehyun said.Â
you immediately furrowed your brows, wondering what he was up to.Â
noticing your wariness, jaehyun added reassuringly, âfive seconds. come on, i wonât do anything weird. i promise.â
reluctance was written all over your face in a large bold font and you had your doubts, but you chose to trust him, watching the back of your eyelids and counting up to five in your head.Â
when your eyes fluttered open, jaehyun was grinning like an idiot with a condom between his fingers.
you gawked, astonished. âwhereâd you get that from so fast - up your ass?â
jaehyun burst into laughter and only said, âa magician never reveals his secrets.â
âgive me this,â you said, taking the condom packet out of his hands to tear it open.Â
âbossy,â jaehyun mumbled under his breath.
that made you giggle, gingerly placing the condom over the head of his cock, and jaehyun noticed how your bottom lip stuck out when you were heavily concentrated.
you were too enamored with his dick to notice that he was staring at you as though you were the prettiest thing in the whole universe. for some odd reason, the more you looked at it, the less scary it seemed. âitâs actually kind of cute.â
jaehyun wasnât expecting to hear those words and it completely snapped him out of his little daze. you glanced up at him when you heard him quietly snickering. âyouâre something else, you know?â he asked.
âi know,â you replied, having heard many things along the lines of that statement. âyou ready?â
it was ironic that you were the one asking him, but jaehyun played along anyway. âshow me what you got, baby.â
you moved to straddle him again, raising yourself over his size and grabbing him in your hands to steadily lower yourself. the two of you sighed together in unison as your slick walls clamped around him.
there was one reason why you firmly chose to be on top and that was because you wanted to directly control the pace in case things got to be too much for you. you took your sweet time to sink down deeper and deeper, never too keen on doing too much too fast. in spite of the great lengths jaehyun went to prepare you, it was still a tight fit.
it felt like the wind had been knocked out of you, as if you were choking on your own breaths, and your heart was pounding louder than ever.
âthatâs it, baby,â jaehyun said, gathering your soft thighs in his big hands. âis it too big for you?â
you shook your head, having your pride to protect and defend with your entire body. âno, i can take it.â
jaehyun grinned proudly. âi know you can. thatâs my girl.â
now that was a sure-fire way to get you hot and bothered. your heart fluttered at the praise and you hid your smile in your elbow, tempted to ride the soul out of him.
you were maybe somewhat impressed by how deep inside of you jaehyun was and definitely plenty aroused. you had feared how far he could go, but now that your cunt was involuntarily tightening around him, gushing around him hotly, it was everything you wanted.
jaehyun was as astonished by you as you were by him, watching you take his cock like a fucking champ. you may have been fighting to let all of him inside, but you were doing a mighty good job, all things considered. there werenât too many girls heâd had with your determination to ride.
you had finally found a comfortable pace and although there was a little pain, the rapture on your expression was something that you couldnât deny. you were watching jaehyun watch you, noticing his face tense in a similar manner beneath you.Â
and it was to die for.Â
âoh my god,â you moaned, hands falling down onto his naked chest.Â
jaehyun couldnât help but think the same thing with how you were gripping him for dear life and he was barely holding it together. to say nothing of the way you were crying out his name again like it was the only word you knew. he couldnât help but think about how nobody else had ever heard your lips part open to whimper their name.Â
and he would be keeping it that way, no matter the measures he had to take to ensure he kept you in his big, strong arms.Â
you leaned into jaehyun, pressing your lips to his as you fucked yourself on him. the tiny room was overwhelmed with sound, the bed creaking and your lips locking, and your bodies meeting in a loud wet smack. something about it turned you on more than you thought you were capable.Â
jaehyun thought he could watch you on top of him for hours upon hours. his hands wandered to your breasts as you kissed him, tenderly fondling them and brushing his thumbs over your stiff tits. you were riding him into the night like there was no tomorrow, like you had something to prove, and he loved every second of it.
the softest of whimpers escaped your mouth when you pulled back, brushing your hair behind your ears. you couldnât fathom the ecstasy hanging over you, blindsiding you. maybe it was in your head, but you swore you could feel him in the pit of your stomach, and you didnât know whether that was normal or not.
jaehyun affectionately gathered your hands in his, holding them as you desperately tried to anchor yourself and make sense of the many things you were feeling at once.
it wasnât an overstatement to say that you were seeing stars. you and jaehyun were getting each other off, every guttural sound he made taking you to the moon, and every twist your face made sending him crashing into the atmosphere.
you were flush against him, kneading his cock perfectly, and that made jaehyun mumble curses underneath his breath. âgoddamn, beautiful. slow down,â he said.
but you didnât want to slow down the pace, you only wanted to keep the fire burning. you laughed breathlessly and teased, âwhy? is it too much for you?â
jaehyun chuckled and swore as he closed his eyes, not wanting to admit that you were unraveling him quicker than heâd expected. if this was your first time, why did it feel like you were deflowering him, exposing him to a kind of euphoria that was unlike anything he had felt before.Â
he had been intent on dragging things out, but you were making him weak underneath your fingertips. damn, he wanted to thrust his hips up into yours, but he had a feeling you wanted to take the lead, for your own sake.Â
âmaybe it is,â jaehyun confessed, much to your surprise. âmaybe youâre getting me off too fast and itâs hurting my pride.â
âcum, baby,â you whispered sultrily, wanting to see a guy like him fold under pressure. it would be like making a grown man cry. âi want to see it.â
jaehyun sucked in a breath at those words, accepting his fate. you were bringing him closer to the end and there was nothing that he could do about it, even if he wanted to.
you were glistening in coats of sweat from head to toe, and your thighs were starting to ache, but all you had to do was hold on for a little while longer. it was obvious that jaehyun wasnât far from the finish line, and in truth, neither were you.
it didnât help that jaehyun was unintentionally imagining things that would get him off sooner. thoughts of you were all that occupied him, picturing how it feel to fuck you raw and hard, holding you squarely beneath him. you were pretty on top of him, but he was enamored with how you had squirmed and cried out underneath him, too.
you had forgotten about everything else in the entire world while you rode jaehyun to the ends of it and back. no part of you thought about your hectic life back home, about the life youâd planned in boston, and everything in between.
the only thing on your mind was jaehyun and in spite of being totally consumed by something, it was the most peaceful your thoughts had been in months.
you could feel jaehyunâs eyes rooted on you and glanced down to meet his gaze, noticing him smiling up at you. when he looked at you like that, he made you feel so wanted. you were naked and bare in front of him, in a literal sense, and heâd accepted every piece of you.
âwhat are you smiling at, silly?â you asked in between thick breaths.Â
âyou,â jaehyun replied, like it was obvious. âyouâre so damn beautiful, you know. i could fuck you forever.â
not wanting to show how much that had gotten to you, you quipped, âi think iâm the one doing the fucking here.â
jaehyun chuckled, and you thought it was because of what you had said, but he had felt you pulsing around his cock, and he was amused by how easy it was.
the room was getting hotter than ever and it was becoming harder to breathe with the stuffy air. you almost thought that your skin was on fire, and you were scalding on the inside. you were going even harder now, chasing relief.
jaehyun was losing his self-control and he couldnât help but lift his hips into yours, making you gasp loudly. your head leaned back as you both rocked your hips, desperately trying to finish yourselves.
âjay,â you cried out again, tightening your hold on your hands to ground yourself like you thought you might fly off somewhere.
âiâm right here, darling,â jaehyun crooned, holding your hands firmly. âiâm not going anywhere.â
you nodded your head, trusting him, giving in to him.Â
everything after that was almost a blur. the rapture had you lightheaded, and all you remembered was the heat spitting through your core and your toes curling.Â
but jaehyun remembered so much more than that. he could picture the exact look on your face that did it for him, unraveling him, sending him cursing at the stars. the tremble that shuddered through his thighs as his cock twitched. he remembered the way your pussy throttled him as you orgasmed, moaning his name.Â
when it was over, you collapsed onto his chest, panting and heaving as if you had ran a marathon together.Â
neither of you made a move to shift positions for a long while, jaehyun simply admiring the feeling of your bodies sticking together. âare you okay?â
you weakly nodded your head. that word was an understatement, but you didnât have the strength in your bones to muster a better one yet. few pleasures came close to the kind you were currently reaping the afterhighs of.Â
god, you werenât stupid enough to throw everything away for some boy youâd just met, but he made you want to.Â
jaehyun preciously kissed your neck and shoulders. âgo to the bathroom,â he whispered. âiâll go in after you.â
âokay,â you replied obediently, starting to peel yourself off him, until you had a thought. âare you gonna stay?â
jaehyunâs brows furrowed. âdo you want me to stay?â
of course, you did. you had just lost your virginity to him in the best way possible, exposed yourself to him in a way no one else had ever seen, including yourself. not only that, but considering you were a young girl in the middle of essentially nowhere, being around a kindhearted, strong guy made you feel safer.
âplease,â you said, wanting to be nowhere else but in his arms for the meantime.Â
jaehyun smiled and kissed you again, the corner of your mouth this time. âokay, but i have to leave early in the morning. i canât slack off forever.â
you did the same, throwing your arms around his neck, before bringing your lips to his neck and whispering, âcouldnât you?â
âyou drive me insane, woman,â jaehyun groaned, sensing himself getting riled up again.Â
you giggled, finally crawling off him and heading towards the bathroom, but not before demanding, âdonât move.â
jaehyun had no place else that heâd rather be, even if he was in some moderately crappy motel that was understaffed and a playground to creeps. you were there, so it might as well have been like home.
when you returned to the room, jaehyun was still there, only he had disposed of the condom now and he was no longer naked. he went in after you, like he said he would, and came back to also find you redressed.
well, sort of. beyond putting back on your bra and panties, your efforts were a little more nonexistent.
âwell, now i feel overdressed,â was the first thing jaehyun said when he came back.Â
you burst into giggles. âbecause you are.â
with that, jaehyun stripped down to his undershirt and boxers and came to join you on the bed, melting into your side. he couldnât help but steal a few more kisses, completely under your spell now.Â
the two of you got comfortable. it was clear that jaehyun had no intention of returning to work tonight and had the motel been busier, you wouldâve urged him back to his shift. rose creek would be fine without him for a few hours, maybe longer.
you were more important, and jaehyun seemed to think so too, eager to know you better. âso,â he started. âdoes your family know youâre in connecticut right now?â
you couldnât help but laugh. âhell no. as far as they know, i just vanished in the middle of the night. i didnât tell them i was going to boston, either. i probably shouldâve picked somewhere down south, or on the west coast, but i donât think theyâd bother looking.â
jaehyun frowned the more he heard your words, displeased by how much strife it seemed you had with your own blood. âwhy not? disobedient soul or not, youâre still their flesh.â
try telling them that, please, you thought, but didnât say. âbecause iâm the black sheep,â you explained. âiâm the child that didnât want to be a doctor or a lawyer.â
âwhat do you want to be?â jaehyun asked, pulling you closer. looking at you as if he genuinely wanted to know.
it surprised you, because rarely did you meet anyone who seemed to have cared. âa vet,â you grumbled, feeling stupid.
ânow thatâs a surprise,â jaehyun replied, voice dripping with sarcasm. and when you smiled an inch, he felt like he was getting somewhere. âbut i think it suits you. youâd be a great vet.â
your cheeks were burning. it was embarrassing and heartwarming at the same time to have your aspirations validated for once. it was too strange for you and you said, âiâm talking about myself too much. what about you? you said this was part-time. do you have a full-time job?â
âto be honest, i havenât really worked a lot since i graduated. my parents own a lot of property in the state and this is just one of them. the others are better, i promise,â jaehyun said.
for some reason, that made a lot of sense. jaehyun seemed a little too extravagant for this sort of environment. âyou know, that clears up a lot questions i had about you. but then, why work here instead of someplace better?â
âin case you havenât noticed, hardly anyone comes out here.â
you snickered to yourself when you realized the appeal of working here for a guy like jaehyun. fewer crowds, fewer interactions, and more excuses to be sleeping around with pretty girls instead of legitimately working.
âbut i do work for certain things. i didnât have everything handed to me,â jaehyun said to clarify. âiâve been trying to settle down. i know it doesnât look like it right now, but i have. and i want to give my future family everything.â
that didnât surprise you either, but it did garner your attention. âoh?â
jaehyun nodded. âyup. my parents have been begging me to bring a girl home for three, four years now. they said that they know iâll be married someday, but theyâre not as confident that theyâll be around to see it.â
considering that jaehyun did come across as slow and steady, for the most part at least, you laughed, because the only reason they werenât right to be unconfident was jaehyunâs good looks and charming personality.Â
you tossed an arm over him, peering into his eyes. âwhatâs stopping you?â
jaehyun shrugged. if he had it his way, he wouldâve brought someone home forever ago, but heâd found that few things went according to plan in his love life. âhavenât found the one, i guess.â
that was fair. you wanted a family too someday, but never in your life had you met somebody that you would let do more than kiss you, until jaehyun.Â
âthe thing with love is that itâs trial and error,â jaehyun told you, coming from a place of obvious experience. âso many girls i thought were perfect, until they showed me their true colors. and it hurts to cut them loose, but you have to.â
âi wouldnât know,â you mumbled. âiâve never been in love.â
jaehyunâs eyes fell down to your gorgeous hand that was resting above his happy trail and smiled to himself. âyou will be, iâm sure. i think love is out there for all of us, patiently waiting.â
you furrowed your brows, like those were the last words you expected to here out of his mouth. âso, youâre one of those.â
the look on jaehyunâs face matched yours. âone of what?â
âa hopeless romantic,â you sighed, but there was a smile on your face.Â
jaehyun laughed. âi guess you could say that, but i just tell people that iâm ambitious.â
âwell, mister ambitious,â you said, stifling a yawn. âiâm sleepy, and youâve worn me out for one day. promise to tell me more about yourself tomorrow?â
jaehyun nodded, then leaned in to kiss your cheek. âi promise. i get off early tomorrow, so weâll have more time together. goodnight, baby.â
âgoodnight, jaehyun,â you whispered, snuggling into his chest.
like he couldnât get enough of you, jaehyun gave you one final kiss on your forehead before he turned off the lamp on the nightstand. he had his arms around you, your back flush against his chest, and you stayed that way until nightâs end.
it was some of the best sleep youâd gotten in a long time. being in jaehyunâs arms made you feel comfortable, protected. you werenât certain why, but it was like no harm could reach you there. you were untouchable and you didnât have to worry about anything.
when you woke up, you were surprised to still find him there, barely awake himself. âyouâre still here?â you asked, unexpectant.
jaehyun grinned at you when you turned to rest your head on his chest and replied groggily, âi thought iâd stay to hear your pretty voice one more time before i left.â
you rolled your eyes at his obvious flirting, but there was a huge beaming smile on your face and you were kissing him affectionately merely seconds later.
one thing lead to another. you swore you didnât know how it happened. slow, sweet kisses were met by languid, intentional touches, until jaehyun was on top of you, fucking every bit of sleepiness out of your body.
the tiniest moans escaped you as jaehyun rocked his hips into you, slow and gentle, and you clung onto his forearms to anchor yourself back down to earth. he was whispering dirty little nothings in your ear, telling you how good you were to him, unraveling by the minute.Â
it just felt too good having him inside you, filling you to the hilt and making your bodies seem inseparable. you loved being tangled together, limb to limb, pleasuring each other like there was no other option. it was the first time you had craved someone so desperately.Â
you didnât want to get out of bed when he was gone. you had all the energy in the world, but you were unfathomably sore. somehow, in a good way. you liked feeling the traces of jaehyun in your bones long after he had slipped away.Â
deciding not to rot in bed while you waited for him to return, you got up to take a shower and rinse away the scent of sex from your body. it would be a while, anyway. jaehyun had mentioned something about going back to his place for a minute.Â
part of you wanted to feel guilty for keeping him overnight, but you couldnât. not when you knew that he had enjoyed it as much as you had. you wanted jaehyun, and he wanted you. there were no doubts.Â
drying off, you noticed that you had used the last towel and you would need more to cover the last two days of your extended stay here. you got dressed and headed down to the main lobby, requesting some from the guy that had been working the desk since you got there.Â
you leaned against the wall while you waited, your thoughts naturally wandering off to jaehyun and his handsome face and stupidly adorable dimples. and maybe his unthinkably talented cock, but only for a second or two. maybe three.
it was strange that he had been the only thing you knew your entire time here, and even then, you barely knew him. under different circumstances, you would have wanted to know all there was to know about jaehyun. you would always remember him, even when he was forever gone.Â
âthose towels you wanted,â said the guy working the desk, snapping you out of your daydream.Â
you walked up to the desk, smiling kindly as you accepted them. âthank you. sorry for the inconvenience.â
âitâs fine. have a good day,â he replied, smiling back suspiciously wide.Â
you didnât comment on it, wishing him the same and heading for the door.Â
before you could reach it though, you heard his voice again. âby the way, i heard you getting it good when i was making my rounds,â he told you slyly. âhow much for the inconvenience?â
dickhead, you thought. your smile dropped and you switched on a dime, shooting him a hefty glare. âiâm not for sale,â you grumbled, storming the fuck out of there.Â
god, why were the interactions you had with men at this motel getting increasingly weirder? had not jaehyun been keeping you around, you would have been on the next train to boston days ago.Â
you were angry as hell at being propositioned for sex by some random stranger, but you tried to let it go. although you would definitely be ranting to jaehyun about it later. speaking of, on the way back to your room, you noticed the door to one a few rooms down was ajar.Â
it was frequented by jaehyun, youâd accidentally noticed. sometimes, you would see him come and go, way too often for any customers to be staying there.
you didnât mean to pry. you had only gone up to check if he had already arrived, but there was no sight of him anywhere. the one thing that was clear was that he spent a hell of a lot of time here.
there werenât too many things, considering he didnât live there, but there were a couple of uneaten snacks sitting on the table. and a purple hair tie that you barely paid any mind to. on the nightstand, there was a framed picture of jaehyun with some girl youâd never seen.
it seemed like they were pretty close, all things considered. he had an arm wound tightly around her, and her head was resting on his shoulder. you werenât jealous, especially considering he looked nearly a decade younger in the picture, and you instead found it cute that he looked so different and not at the same time.Â
given the different trends at the time, his hair was in a completely different style. his cheeks were a little rounder. but he still had the same silly, goofy smile.Â
realizing what you were doing was definitely a major invasion of privacy, you scurried out of there with your towels and headed back to your room to restock.Â
jaehyun came knocking way too many hours later, but the second you heard, you leapt up, swinging the door open and throwing them around his shoulders. âwhat took you so long?â you asked sullenly.Â
jaehyun was pleasantly surprised by the abrupt display of affection, embracing you. âi decided to get everything done so that i could come straight to you, and didnât have to leave.â
well, that made sense. when you pulled back, you noticed that he wasnât in his uniform for a change. âthis is my first time seeing you in normal personâs clothes. you look different. good different.â
âthanks, beautiful,â he replied, sticking his hands in his pockets. âmay i come in?â
you stepped to the side, letting him enter, and shut the door behind him.Â
jaehyun seemed amused when he noticed the television was on, showing some anthropology program he had never watched. âdid i interrupt?â
it took you a second to realize what he meant, but when you did, you were all giggles. âno, youâre way more important.â
jaehyun was glad to hear that. âby the way, did you have fun sneaking into my room?â
the sudden accusation startled you, but you didnât deny what you had done. he somehow clearly already knew that youâd nosed around, and you werenât one to make excuses nor lie. âthat was rude. i shouldâve asked for your permission. iâm sorry.â
something about your sincerity made jaehyun smile and wave it off. âitâs fine. i donât have anything to hide.â
either way, you still felt a little guilty. you wanted to ask him who that girl in the picture was, but you decided that youâd done enough snooping.
noticing the shame on your face, jaehyun beckoned you over, commanding, âcome here.â and when you promptly did as told, he smoothed his fingers through your hair and reassured, âi told you, itâs fine. forget about it. now, talk to me.â
you melted into jaehyunâs touch, and forgave yourself, forgetting about what you had done, forgetting about all of the awful parts of your day that were no longer relevant now that you were comfortable in jaehyunâs arms.
minutes turned into hours before you were ready for them to, and you almost couldnât believe how easily you had made a friend out of jaehyun. he was just so easy to talk to, getting you to confess about your less than happy past and chat about your hopes for the future like you were lifelong buddies.
and to your surprise, he made no attempt to try and sleep with you that night. it seemed that jaehyun was fully intent on getting to know you for the young woman that you were.
every now and then, you got the feeling that he was more into you than it was safe for him to be, and more than you could fathom him being so quickly, and knowing that you would be leaving soon, it crushed you. no part of you wanted to see his face when it was time to say goodbye.
but when you woke up the next day, you were smiling. jaehyun had slipped away, something about having errands to run unrelated to work, and you were counting down the seconds until he would come back.Â
it was your last full day together.
the thought saddened and excited you all at once, overwhelming you to the core. you had convinced yourself that although jaehyun had made you feel something nobody else ever had, you would move on the second you got a step closer to bringing your dreams to fruition. but until then, you were a little heartbroken.
you had to be real with yourself for a second. could there be a way for a guy almost a decade older than you to be someone you spent the better half of your life with?
you didnât think so. you and jaehyun led different lives. and while you hoped he would soon find the girl he had long dreamed of, you knew that she wasnât you.Â
who were you to keep him down, when he could be searching for her?
not to mention you werenât even ready for such large of a commitment. you wanted to complete school and graduate, eight years of your life at least that you would be hard at work, studying your ass off. jaehyun struck you as the marriage and kids kind of boy, none of which you were prepared for.
heâll be fine. youâre acting like heâs in love with you or something, you told yourself, sitting on your empty bed. there was no way someone as handsome as jaehyun hadnât had his fair share of short-term flings.
at some point, you quickly became bored of waiting and decided to go on your phone, which you shockingly hadnât been giving much attention lately. there were some texts from your friends, the only ones you had mentioned connecticut to, and you promptly messaged them back.Â
there werenât any notifications from your family, but whether that was only because you blocked them or not, you didnât know.Â
then, you opened google and started to search random questions, as you often did when there was nothing more exhilarating to do. you had a couple of questions about toothbrushes, a word your friend had sent that you had never seen before, and finally, the motel itself.
you didnât know why you hadnât googled any information about it sooner. most likely because you didnât think you would be welcomed for so long, but either way, it shouldâve been one of the first things youâd done.
out of weary curiosity, you typed the name of the motel into your search engine, and the first thing you saw was a picture of the front exterior.
the next thing you saw, however, was a little more appalling. there was a news article from a little more than a month ago reporting the death of a girl named alyssa gardner.
rose creek, named in memory of rose bellori who was found there after being tragically murdered thirty-eight years ago, suffers another victims, says local police department. twenty-four year old alyssa gardner was found in the creek three weeks after being reported missing. her last known location prior to her murder was rose creek motel, according to her bank statements.
once you read the first sentence, you couldnât stop, remembering what that old man had told you about the bodies that turned up in the creek. and as you continued to look into the murder, you froze, reading something about how she had last been wearing a purple hair tie.
there had been a purple hair tie in jaehyunâs room, you remembered, because it was on the table beside the snacks. it could have been a coincidence, but although his hair was long enough, you had never seen jaehyun tie up his hair.
now you had to know. there was a picture of alyssa wearing the tie and it was so specific, there was no way you wouldnât know if they were the same just by looking. but you had no clue how you would get in there. after your invasion yesterday, there was no way jaehyun would reasonably make the mistake of leaving it open again, even if he claimed to have nothing to hide.
you slipped on your shoes, brainstorming on your way to the room, considering jaehyun wouldnât have been back for a few hours, according to himself. your first thought was the guy at the front desk, but if he did do you a favor, he would want something in return that wasnât cheap. nor were you selling.
fortunately, another man started to walk by, an employee, judging by his uniform. âexcuse me, sir,â you said, donning your most helpless voice. âis there a way you could help me get in this room? i left my key inside by mistake.â
obviously believing you, the man said, âyeah, of course. i have a general key card right here.â
and just that easily, he opened the door for you.Â
âthank you so much,â you told him, expressing your gratitude before closing the door to jaehyunâs room behind yourself.Â
you felt bad for lying, but your gut was screaming at you right now and you were tempted to trust her now more than ever. you raced to the table, shoving the snack box out of the way, and gawking in horror when you found what you were looking for.
it was the purple hair tie, and not only was it the exact same color and design as you had seen in the picture, but there were traces of hair on it that didnât match the dark color on jaehyunâs head.
you backed away, the blood freezing over in your veins. the shock was too cruel, too icy, and there were a billion thoughts racing through your mind.Â
but at the forefront of them all, you were thinking, iâve got to get the fuck out of here.
you stepped out of the room, clearing the hallway before you made a beeline for yours, making a call and shoving your things into your suitcase. you werenât supposed to be leaving until tomorrow, but you figured it was in your best interest to escape before things had the opportunity to go wrong.
there was no time to think about how your judgment could have been so awful, because all you wanted to do was go far, far away from this place, where you would finally be safe from all the things in this world that wanted to hurt you.
the second your belongings were packed, you checked out at the front desk, noticing that the dude from yesterday was strangely no longer there, replaced by a woman you had never seen before. but you didnât ask questions, didnât press.
because the second you were free to go, you were dragging your suitcase to the road and praying that uber would get here before jaehyun could.
until you felt something cold pressing into your back, and every bone in your body went stiff. âleaving without saying goodbye?â asked a familiar voice, coming out of nowhere.Â
tears began to sting your eyes, fear making your blood run cold. you couldnât see him, but your whole body knew who it was. âplease.â
âletâs take a walk,â jaehyun said nonchalantly, pointing with the hand that wasnât discreetly holding a gun to your back.
given the circumstances, there was no way in hell that you wouldnât do as told. you walked to the right of the motel with your suitcase in tow, far out of sight of any cameras that mightâve been privy to your predicament, willing yourself to breathe lest you fell apart then and there.
it had never been more of a struggle to walk, and it was like you had nearly forgotten how to put one foot in front of the other. your brain was hyper aware of the weapon not even an inch away from you.
through your blurry vision, you could make out a car coming into view. jaehyun asked, âdo you have your license?âÂ
you nodded, afraid to speak.Â
âgood. this suitcase couldâve been you,â jaehyun said, taking the suitcase out of your hands to throw into the trunk. âyouâre driving.â
you swallowed the lump in your throat. it terrified you how indifferent jaehyun seemed, walking you over to the driverâs side of the car and opening the door for you, meanwhile you looked as if you had seen a ghost.
only when he got in on the other side did he hand over the keys, still pointing the gun at you and calmly ordering, âdrive. iâll tell you where to go.â
and that was exactly what he did, telling you directions as you made every turn he told you to, not that there were very many.
every second was spent fighting tears and trying to keep your thoughts from racing. you couldâve never seen something like this coming. you had felt so safe, so secure around jaehyun, and now he was threatening you with a weapon.
god, you didnât even want to think about what he was going to do to you. would he murder you in cold blood like that girl in the news article?
your first thought was to try and coax your way out of it. as if killers listened to logic and reasoning, outside of their own. âjaehyun, you donât have to do this. you can let me go.â
jaehyun laughed, although you were dead serious. âso that you can go straight to the police? or worse, leave me here by myself?â
âit doesnât have to be like that,â you whispered. âi like you a lot, jaehyun.â
âi like you a lot, too. thatâs why i have to do this, darling.â
âi donât understand.â
âi know,â jaehyun replied coolly. âitâll all make sense soon.â
that statement didnât make you feel any better. instead, you were enveloped by a deep feeling of cold dread, sensing that the worst had yet to come and you needed to brace yourself for the inevitable.
no more than thirty minutes of driving later, jaehyun told you to pull into the driveway of some house along the creek. you wanted to scream when he pulled you out of the car, but the house you were at was isolated from the rest of the world. nobody would have ever heard you even if the cry came from the very tip of your lungs.
but you noticed that he had left his gun in the car.Â
you tried to break out of his grasp, but jaehyun was tremendously stronger than you, and he didnât seem to like your actions much, hissing, âi donât want to hurt you, but donât think i wonât.â
no part of you believed that he didnât want to hurt you, not even for a second. âlet me go. i want to go home!â
âno, you donât,â jaehyun shot back, tightening his clasp on your bicep. âyou want to be anywhere but there. donât act like i havenât been doing you a favor.â
âdonât act like you know me,â you snapped, still trying to wrest your way out of his hold.Â
jaehyun laughed, but it was mirthless. âhoney, i do know you. you told me enough about you. i know what you like, and what you donât like, and how vicious your parents are to you. i know that you donât ever want to go back home.â
you didnât know what was worse between being here right now and being home, and that thought made ache spring into your chest ravishingly.Â
âi shouldâve known youâd find out sooner than iâd hoped,â jaehyun said. âyouâre a smart woman, but thatâs one of the many things i love about you.â
tears continued to well your eyes, but they were angry now. âlet go of me!â
jaehyun began to become exasperated, dragging you over to the edge of the creek, but you didnât stop demanding to be freed, flailing and thrashing.Â
not until you finally exclaimed, âif youâre going to kill me, then kill me already!â
to your surprise, that made jaehyun root in place for a moment or two. âi think youâre confused.â
you were glaring up at him. âwasnât that your plan?â
for an unsettling amount of time, jaehyun just stared at you emptily. then, he began to laugh heartily, amused to no end. ânow why on earth would i want to do that?â he asked.
you said nothing, startled and baffled altogether.
jaehyun smiled at you. the sight warmed your heart no more than a day ago, but now, you were thoroughly unnerved. âbaby, youâre perfect. youâre everything iâve ever wanted. you may be a little younger than i usually go for, but maybe thatâs where i went wrong. with you, itâs not too late to fix the little things. like all this resistance.â
nothing could have prepared you for the sudden change in him, for him to throw you to the ground and submerge your head underneath the water of the creek.
it felt and sounded like the whole world had stopped for a moment before the panic started to settle in cruelly, and you inhaled more water than you had been prepared to. your body desperately missed air, and every time it tried to breathe, only more water entered your mouth.Â
when jaehyun yanked you back up by your hair, you spat out a load of water, and began to cough. he asked, âlearn your lesson?â
you said nothing. you couldnât at that point.Â
jaehyun took it as defiance and lowered your head back underneath the water again, giving you no time to recover from the previous plunge, and your entire body fought against it, but your efforts were in vain.Â
and like before, he pulled you up and asked, âlearn your lesson?â
âfuck you,â you spat as belligerently as you could between breaths, even though it hurt to talk.Â
jaehyun said nothing, throwing your head back down.Â
at this point, your lungs were scorching and your nose was burning. your chest was smoldering with pain and panic and everything in between. helpless, your mind was begging for mercy, but the more you prayed for the water to escape, the more you inhaled.
your muscles were screaming for air and you genuinely thought that you were going to die, that this was the end. you would never know the life you had long dreamed of, the life you had risked everything to have, and the one you had always wanted.
it felt like an eternity had passed when jaehyun brought you back up to the surface and asked you again boredly, âlearn your lesson?â
you said nothing, spitting out more bursts of water and gasping for breaths that burned your throat.
jaehyun was about to submerge you again, but at the very last second, you blurted, âokay, okay! iâm sorry. i learned my lesson!â
âgood,â jaehyun said, pulling you up and dusting his hands off. âletâs go inside.â
you didnât dare disobey, letting him lead you inside the house, which you assumed he owned. there wasnât any time to marvel at the sheer beauty of it before he was tugging you downstairs to the basement where there was already a mattress waiting for you.Â
whether that had been prepared for you, or leftovers from the last victim, you didnât want to know.
jaehyun took one look at your flushed, tear-stained face and softened. he brought a finger to your cheek, but you lurched away from him, like a startled animal in a cage. which, to be fair, wasnât too far from the truth.Â
he frowned. âi wish you didnât have to be so nosy, baby. i didnât want you to see me any differently than before.â
itâs too late for that, you huffed to yourself. you fell to the ground beside the mattress, hugging your knees.
jaehyun glanced down at you sighing, debating coming over to join you, but decided against it. for now. âbut you donât have to worry anymore. youâre safe with me. nothing can hurt you as long as iâm here. god, iâve made sure of it. it angered me to no end when i saw that guy in the lobby flirting with you.â
you immediately remembered what had happened in that lobby, something you had been intent to mention to him but forgot, and the blood drained from your face. âwhat did you do to him?â you asked.Â
âwhat do you think?â
you shook your head. no wonder there had been another person working the front desk earlier. you hugged your knees tighter and cried, âhe was just some jerk, jaehyun. you didnât need to kill him.â
âyes, i did. i would kill anyone who ever dare dreamed of touching you,â jaehyun insisted darkly.
now that you thought about it even harder, there was no reason for jaehyun to even know that that whole ordeal went down in the first place. he hadnât been there when it happened. you slowly glanced up, asking, âhow did you⊠know?â
jaehyun chuckled. âbecause iâve been watching you, silly. how else?â
no shame, no guilt. he seemed proud of himself, grinning from ear to ear. the sight made you sick, but not as sick as it did to know that he had been essentially spying on you in his free time. you remembered, only a few days ago, asking him if the cameras were really functioning.
your stomach churned. that was why he always seemed to know where you were, to always drop into the places you were. that was how he knew you has been in his room, and how he knew you were fleeing.
even though you felt like vomiting the more information you learned, you needed to know the truth. âwhy did you kill that girl?â
âwhich one?â jaehyun asked, which made your heart stop in absolute terror. âif youâre talking about alyssa, i found out she was addicted to drugs. god, everything was going so smoothly until all of that.â
if you couldâve convinced yourself that you were only in a nightmare, you would have, but the pain in your chest and throat was too aggressive. âi bet you killed that girl in the picture too,â you replied hoarsely.
jaehyunâs eyes darkened, but it was less anger and more of a morose kind of emotion. âno, thatâs not true. she died in a car accident.â
given the pain tensing his features, you believed him, but you couldnât bring yourself to have any sympathy.
jaehyun continued, âwe were eighteen and we had just graduated. she was the girl everyone wanted me to be with, and the one i thought would always be with. then one day, she was just gone. iâll never forget getting that phone call in the middle of the night.â
the words he used made you remember something. you had asked him what his first time was like, and jaehyun had told you something along the lines of it being with someone he thought he would spend forever with.
that was her, the girl he had loved and lost.Â
âiâm sorry you went through that,â you whispered, feeling as though you were obligated to console him in some way.Â
âi am, too,â jaehyun mumbled. âbut life goes on. and i found you. god, you donât know how many times i had to go through this to find you, but itâs over now. you remind me of her a lot.â
you froze in your own skin, suddenly having an epiphany. you didnât understand before, why jaehyun was doing all this, but it was all coming together now.
life may have moved on, but jaehyun had not. instead of getting over the girl he had lost so many years ago, he was trying to recreate her, to get her back in some sick, twisted way. you would be the vessel needed to resuscitate her, and the girls before you were the other candidates that didnât meet the mark.Â
he had told you that. not outright, but it was what heâd meant, and the confession went right over your head. so many girls i thought were perfect, until they showed me their true colors. and it hurts to cut them loose, but you have to.
jaehyun wasnât killing girls out of some sadistic hatred. matter of fact, he didnât even want to kill them, but he felt obligated to eliminate the unworthy. he was killing because they ultimately didnât meet his standards.
which implied that someway, somehow, you did. as he put it, you were everything heâd ever wanted.Â
âwhy me?â you asked, rubbing your eyes clear of tears.
jaehyun at last approached you, and although you wanted to back away and hide, there was nowhere for you to go. âeasy. from what youâve told me, youâre the black sheep of your family. you didnât even tell them where you were going. nobody is going to look for you. nobody will miss you. youâre perfect.â
those words were crueler than he intended for them to be, but jaehyun wanted to be truthful with you, because that was the key to a long-lasting relationship. he wouldnât hide from you, and he wouldnât allow you to hide from him. you would be perfectly honest with each other.
âweâre going to have kids together someday,â jaehyun rambled, holding your cheeks in his hands gingerly, almost with affection. âiâm going to take you to meet my parents, and theyâre going to love you, because i love you. and weâre going to stay in this house.â
you glanced around. âhere?â
jaehyun sported a beaming smile. âitâs perfect, isnât it? you love nature, and weâll live right here along the creek. itâll be just like how you grew up, except youâll be accepted here.â
perfect, you repeated in your head bitterly. jaehyun seemed to be as obsessed with that word as he was with you. he couldnât stop saying it, and that revealed even more about his intentions the more he used it.
noticing the tension in your face, jaehyun squeezed your hand and tried to console you. âdonât worry, iâm not going to keep you from your dreams. but youâre going to stay in this basement until you understand that you belong to me, and i belong to you.â
âiâm not your fucking property,â you hissed with unadulterated vitriol.
obviously, jaehyun was growing exhausted of having to put up with your less than meek behavior, and before you could apologize, he hauled you up and tossed you onto the bed. you made a tiny, broken noise when he began to squeeze your throat instead. âi will whip you into shape if i have to,â jaehyun growled. âi will fuck you into shape, everyday, if thatâs what it takes, dear. i already made up my mind. youâre mine and i wonât let anyone else have you.â
your throat still ached from the pain of nearly drowning three times over, sorely pleading for quiet remorse, but jaehyun was nothing short of committed. he would stop at nothing to bend you into submission, no matter the price needed, because when he wanted something enough, there was nobody that could tell him that it wasnât his for the reaping.
not his parents, not you, not anyone.
true to his word, jaehyun began to force one his hands underneath your pleaded skirt. he liked that you wore them, initially because he found them strangely cute on you, but now because of the easy access he had to everything he wanted.
you thrashed again enervatedly, sore from head to toe, but you told yourself endlessly that you werenât a quitter. you couldnât let him break you, not until he had broken all the fight out of you first. it would go against everything you stood for, everything you believed.
âbehave,â jaehyun said. âbehave, or youâll only make it worse on yourself.â
you roared expletives into his palm that jaehyun couldnât understand, nor did he bother to. not after he had caught a glimpse of your precious cunt and he had already begun to imagine making sweet love to you. the lingering picture was all he could think of.
how you had gripped his biceps, brows tensing together, calling out his name and his name only. jaehyun knew you reciprocated his pining. he had seen the proof, felt it dripping and pulsing around his cock, milking his release out of him even quicker than he had hoped.
and really, honestly, jaehyun didnât want to hurt you or cause you any needless pain. one day, you would understand that he was only doing this from of a place of love and endearment. you gasped for breath when the hand on your throat finally slackened, sucking in the sharpest one you had ever inhaled, and could feel the basement reeling.
while you were busy blinking the misty daze out of your eyes, jaehyun ran a hand between your legs, touching your clit. âjaehyun, stop,â you rasped.Â
âshh, let me make you feel good,â jaehyun crooned softly in your ear.Â
it was maddening that your body still reacted fondly to his deep voice and tender touches, and you hated every second of it. you resisted him, pressing your thighs together, but it took little to nothing for jaehyun to spread them apart again, and your body naturally liked his strength, too.Â
still, you tried to swat his hand away. now that you knew the truth of who he was really was, what he really was, you couldnât stand to let a monster like jaehyun to touch you.Â
jaehyun sighed irritably, and the look on his face made you shudder. âyouâre just going to keep being a bitch about it, arenât you?â
he only wanted to pleasure you, for fuckâs sake. why wouldnât you let him?
âi donât want this,â you whimpered, peering up at jaehyun as you welled up with tears.Â
âyes, you do,â jaehyun told you, as if he was trying to convince you of something you already knew wasnât true. âyou do want it. remember?â
you shook your head, defiant. âthat was before. itâs different now.â
ânothing has changed between us.âÂ
âeverything has changed!â you cried out, bursting into sobs. âyouâre not who i thought you were. you⊠hurt me.â
âi didnât want to. i promise that i didnât, honey,â jaehyun whispered, pressing his lips to your forehead. âand the sooner you listen to me, the sooner i can make you feel better.â
he started to do exactly that, returning between your legs, this time sticking his face beneath your skirt. jaehyun went to town, pulling out all the stops that he remembered had you singing his praises.Â
not a moment later, you slumped in defeat, too weak from your unwanted orgasm to deny him any longer. jaehyun smirked when he noticed you twitching from the aftershocks, licking his wet lips that had gotten soaked with your arousal.
âthatâs it, baby,â jaehyun said, proud of himself. he liked worshiping you, and even if you didnât want to admit it, he knew he brought you to elysian heights. âready to take my cock?â
you shook your head wearily, but jaehyun didnât believe you. only the day before yesterday, you had been so eager.
âcome on, donât be that way. you know you love this dick,â jaehyun said. he had never looked more sure of himself, not hesitating to step out of his clothes.
although you wanted nothing more than to defy him, to spring up and make a beeline for the nearest door, you couldnât bring yourself to. there wasnât even time for you to tell him to stop before jaehyun was spreading you open, prodding your entrance with the head of his cock.
and you were so wet that in spite of his size, he slipped inside with ease.
jaehyun grunted at the first push of his cock inside you, slowly coaxing his way deeper. he slipped his fingers through yours, knowing that you liked to use his hand to anchor yourself because you quickly got overwhelmed by his size.
but he noticed that each time you were taking him even better, and jaehyun liked the thought of successfully breaking you in. to him, it was the perfect fit. it was a sign that you were made for him to fuck and breed. your vice-like walls were gushing around him, kneading him, swallowing him whole. only him.
âthatâs good, baby. donât run from it,â jaehyun crooned in your ears before sealing your lips together.
jaehyun didnât notice that you werenât kissing him back. when his eyes were closed and he was buried some inches deep inside your pussy, it became easier to convince himself anything. because you may have denied him, but jaehyun thought the body never lied, and yours was calling out to him.Â
the weight of your body rocked in tandem with his thrusts and jaehyun, wanting a better view of you, started to tug your shirt off. he already knew how to make you weak for him, sucking at your breasts.
every cry of protest you made fell on deaf ears, because all jaehyun heard was that familiar breathlessness in your voice when he was making you feel good.Â
and that was more than enough to jaehyun. because if he had you, and you had him, nothing else mattered. why would you need some other guy in some faraway place when he had made you feel things you never knew you were even capable of?
he never even thought about how of those feelings he had plucked out of you, something couldâve completely overpowered any pleasant feelings you ever had.
it surprised you when jaehyun grinded to a halt and pulled out of you, but you shouldâve known better than to think he was finished. âget on top of me,â jaehyun told you, overcome by memories. âi want you to ride me. like how you rode me that day.â
jaehyun had this dazed look in his eyes that made him look more dangerous and unhinged than he ever had, and that was the sole reason you were so quick to scramble on top of him, but jaehyun smiled, because he only saw it as unadulterated desire.
you grabbed his shoulders as you forced yourself to mount him, his hands slipping down to your backside, supporting you with his palms. it hadnât been too long since they were someplace you could feel secure for the first time in a long while. and now that comfort was gone, and you had nowhere else to go, nothing else to turn to but yourself.
maybe you had been naive to think that someone could genuinely, truthfully like you. whatever jaehyun felt for you, or at least thought that he did, was purebred obsession and without it there would be nothing left.Â
it was the one thing keeping you breathing, and yet the one thing killing you slowly.
something wet dripped onto the pillar of jaehyunâs shoulder and he saw that you were sobbing. tears of pleasure, he told himself. he remembered the wet glaze in your stare when the two of you had fucked the other day, too. nothing as theatrical as this, though he was certain it didnât make a difference.Â
but jaehyun wasnât afraid to hurt you, that much was clear. he may not have particularly liked it anymore than you did, but he would use it to justify everything. itâs okay if it hurts, because love hurts, he would console himself, telling himself that you would be okay.
âone day youâll understand that iâm doing this because i want whatâs best for us,â jaehyun whispered, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. âiâll make you happy every day until you die. anything you could ever want, iâll make it happen, i promise.â
the way he spoke, you knew that he believed it in his very bones, and that only made it scarier. someway, somehow, jaehyun had convinced himself that you were god walking, and now you werenât sure what lengths he wouldnât go to for your sake.Â
tenderly kissing your jaw, jaehyun continued, âi love you.â
you shook your head, knowing that it wasnât true. âyou canât love me, jaehyun. itâs only been five days.â
jaehyun disagreed. he thought he had loved you from the second he laid eyes on you, a beautiful girl ambling along the creek line. he could smell your sweet scent on him and it made him remember catching you in his arms, pulling you close, and breathing you in for the first time. âi loved you long before i met you. you may not feel it right now, but you will soon. iâll make sure of it.â
you exhaled a breath. there was no arguing with a mad man.
âiâll make sure youâll never want to live without me again,â jaehyun whispered, like it was the most normal thing in the world. âthat you canât live without me.â
all you wanted was to get away from him. you were wishing you wouldâve never came here, never gave him or this godforsaken place the time of day.
jaehyun was nearing the threshold of what he could take and it was plain on his face. you werenât fucking yourself on him with the same amount of fervor as you had in the none too distant past, but he was too close to the edge to complain, driving his hips upwards into yours.
he was no longer listening to the pleas falling from between your lips, imagining that you were begging for him never to stop, never to let go of you. because he knew that deep down, that was what you wanted. you would get over these temporary, tiny frustrations. the same way he had gotten over them over and over.
did you think it was all fun and games for him? if you knew how many times he had been crushed and disappointed, how many times he had to let of something he wanted more than anything, you would finally understand that there nobody who understood you more than jaehyun.
in a way, you were completing each other. he would give you the family you needed, and you would give him the relationship he always wanted.
âjaehyun, you have to pull out,â you said to him, remembering he had gone in without a condom. âyou have toâŠâ
âshh,â jaehyun shushed you, pressing your back to the mattress again, and seizing control.
when you tried to speak, jaehyun just clamped his hand over your mouth to keep you silent and pliant, wanting to hear none of it. âdidnât i tell you? weâre going to build a family together, right here in this house.â
there was total, chaotic horror in your eyes. you hadnât thought he meant so soon, so quickly. you were barely an adult and still sometimes felt like a child yourself, and you tried to tell him as much, but every word bled together and died on his palm.
with a few more unrelenting smacks of his hips into yours, jaehyun leaned over and clamped his teeth into your shoulder as he came. and when he stilled, he kissed you, ignoring the taste of tears that had ran onto your lips.
âitâll always be you and me now,â he panted, breathless. âyou canât leave me. you canât.â
you lay there, helpless and hopeless, feeling something like bile scorching up your throat as you stared at him in disbelief.
âiâll fuck you every day, i will,â jaehyun said with every bit of conviction. âif it means that one of those days, i put a baby in you.â
there was nothing that you could say that your face wasnât already saying for you. never in your life had you felt more used and violated, and that said a lot.Â
and jaehyun didnât seem to be bothered. he lay down beside your shaking body, tightening his arms around you, loving the way the layers of sweat made you stick to each other, and made you a dirty promise. âdonât worry, iâll take care of you both,â he said. âi swear.â
you closed your eyes, screaming inside your head, but having none of the strength to really do it. he had stolen it from you, stolen everything from you. your body wasnât your own anymore.
âsay it,â jaehyun prompted, nibbling gently at your neck. âsay you love me.â
you didnât, and there wasnât a single bone in your body that did, but jaehyun terrified you now. this would haunt you more than the gun pressed to your back, or the throwing your head underwater. compared to now, those things seemed mild.
so you sucked in a breath, trying to will yourself to stay still even though there was no possible way with how close he was to you, and you lied, âi love you.â
jaehyun grinned from ear to ear. âi know.â
#tw: noncon#tw: baby trapping#jaehyun smut#nct smut#jeong jaehyun smut#jung jaehyun smut#nct 127 smut#nct 127 hard hours#nct 127 x reader#jaehyun scenarios#nct scenarios#revehae fics
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idk how to say this without sounding weird but noncon is hot ONLY when im reading it, if i were to ever experience it irl i would literally be terrified and bawling my eyes outđ
#revehae has the best noncon fics ever istg#tw noncon#nct 127 smut#enhypen smut#txt smut#skz smut#bts smut
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Haechan Fic Recs
[majority of these are smut > minors dni (18+)]
**For the key, when I say extreme, I mean fics that will contain darker themes.
S - Smut | F - Fluff | A - Angst | E - Extreme
Disclaimer: *Some of these didn't have a wc so I added it myself! Another thing, some of these fics can be on the darker side so fair warning*
!!!ALL CREDIT GOES TO THE AMAZING WRITERS!!!
A/N: I will update frequently and add to it if I find anything new I Iike!!!
Last Updated: August 9th, 2024
PERSONAL FAVS
pussy fiend | pt.1 (28.2k) & pt.2 (40.7k) - @domjaehyun (F) (S)
â college au, enemies to fuckbuddies to lovers, roommate au
spur of the mommet | pt.1 (2.1k) & pt.2 (10k) - @haetrack (F) (S) (E)
â perv/inexperienced! haechan, use of toys
thrid wheel (ft. mark) | pt.1 (7.4k) & pt.2 (13.7k) - @ncteez (S)
â  vacation setting, exhibitionism, voyeurism, car sex, 3some
pro: love: add (11.6k) - @haetrack (S)
â Â perv/switch haechan & reader
stoner!hyuck (0.4k) - @calibabii21 (S)
untitled #1 (0.4k) - @neocentral (S) (E) (D)
â noncon
[8:52] (1.6k) - @from-izzy (F)
â established relationship au!, marriage!au, non-idol au!
can i? (3.5k) - @yutaholic (S)
â exes to lovers
friendly competition (ft. mark) (2.2k) - @perfumejamal (S) New!!
â bf mark, 3some
womaniser (2.1k) - @onyourhyuck (S) New!!
â bestfriend hockey player!haechan
fix me softly (3.1k) - @onyourhyuck (S) (E) New!!
â best friend/switch/himbo/perv/ haechan, dub-con
again & again (2.5k) - @ihaechans (F) (S) New!!
â established relationship, sub haechan, mommy kink
nice guy (2k) - @luvyeni (S) (E) New!!
â stalking, non consensual photo taking
anything you can do i can do better (4.8k) - @vnti-vntiety-recs (S) New!!
â enemies to lovers/rivals to lovers
ONESHOTS
the perfect victim (2.7k) - @revehae (S) (E)
â noncon
angel tears (1.8k) - @diorcities (S)
â possessiveness, mirror/make up sex
my favorite pair (3k) - @goodiegoddesselle (S) (E) New!!
â perv haechan, roommates, enemies to lovers
touch (1.9k) - @ch3rryc4ndy (S) New!!
â husband, teacher x student role-play (18+)
play bear (1.4k) - @diorcities (S) New!!
â established relationship, gamer haechan
impatient (2k) - @ihaechans (S) New!!
â established relationship, jealous haechan
DRABBLES
untitled #2 (0.5k) - @sserasin (S) (E)
â dubcon, infidelity
untitled #3 (0.7k) - @starryhyuck (S)
â established relationship, public sex??
thigh riding (0.5k) - @babiesdreams (S)
day 14: haechan (0.7k) - @babiesdreams (S)
â hard dom, edging, degradation
4:15 AM (0.5k) - @taexoxosgf (S) (E)
â established relationship, somnophilia, dumbification
untitled #4 (0.9k) - @haetrack (S)
â cockwarming, himbo!haechan
untitled #5 (1.3k) - @starryhyuck (S)
fwb!haechan (1.3k) - @pinkynana (S)
untitled #6 (0.8k) - @toniiswrld (S)
â roommates, fwb!enemies ?, birthday sex
day 18 - toys (1.3k) - @jaylaxies (S)
â use of toys, mutual masturbation
untitled #7 (1.3k) - @starryhyuck (S) New!!
â established relationship, mean dom haechan
HEADCANNONS
pervert!haechan (0.3k) - @jaylaxies (S) (E)
â roommates au
more perv!haechan thoughts (0.6k) - @thetypingpup (S) (E)
pervy!neighbor (0.2k) - @neo-percs (S) (E)
perv!boyfriend (0.3k) - @luvyeni (S) (E)
#nct imagines#nct fluff#nct x reader#nct fanfic#nct reactions#nct dream#nct smut#nct dream smut#nct dream reactions#nct dream x reader#nct scenarios#nct drabbles#nct 127 smut#wayv smut#haechan x reader#lee donghyuck#donghyuck x reader#haechan smut#haechan imagines#donghyuck smut#lee haechan#lee donghyuck x reader#nct fic recs#nct haechan#nct ff#haechan hard hours#haechan drabbles#haechan oneshot#lee haechan smut#haechan hard thoughts
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fic recs by sid.
s â smut ; f â fluff ; a â angst
johnny suh
[s] ghostie by smileysuh
[s] waiting game by lisired
[s, f, a] how about now? by nctsplug02
[s] love me now by epinebleue
jeong jaehyun
[s, f, a] begin again by starryhyuck
[s] hotel paradise by whosyuno
[s, a] rose creek motel by revehae (non-con)
[f, a] only by ppangjae
lee jeno
[s, f, a] pride & prejudice by starryhyuck
[f, a, s] cigarettes after sex by jenoroyals
[s, f] secret by neowinestainedress
[s] be careful what you wish for by idyllicallycharming
#nct 127#nct dream#nct x reader#johnny#johnny suh#johnny smut#nct johnny smut#johnny suh smut#jeno#lee jeno#jeno smut#lee jeno smut#nct jeno smut#jaehyun#jeong jaehyun#jung jaehyun#jaehyun smut#jeong jaehyun smut#jung jaehyun smut#nct jaehyun smut#smut recs#smut#nct smut#nct smut recs
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‷ 18+ blog primarily for long nct fics. masterlist below. no requests.
‷ revehae is my side blog where i write evil little stories that normal people will find off-putting.
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DEAD MEN TELL NO TALES
‷ JOHNNY SUH, 23k, 1/3 of the wanted: dead or alive series.
five years ago, you were part of a unit assigned to eliminate the head rival of a crime syndicate. the plan backfired miserably. ever since you have been laying low, but then your former boss calls you with alarming news.
KEEP ON
‷ JOHNNY SUH, 13.6k
All things love and commitment are feared upon by you. You keep a tight crew and let few people in, cynical of otherâs intentions and leaving a trail of broken hearts in your wake. If you break other peopleâs hearts first, they canât break yours. And yet, it was all too easy falling for Johnny, digging yourself into a depthless hole of love. But he is no exception to your heartache games.
WAITING GAME
‷ JOHNNY SUH, 9.1k, 1/4 of the Temptation series.
Your best friendâs dad is a smoking hot dilf seeking vengeance after youâve spent the past couple of years teasing him, but it seems that you canât handle a taste of your own medicine.
LITTLE DO YOU KNOW
‷ LEE TAEYONG, 14.9k
After three years away from Miami, Taeyong is finally ready to return to the city. He left a world behind here, but most importantly, he left you. And being invited on a friendly get-together trip to a beach resort gives him a little too much time to resume unfinished business between you both.
DRESS CODE
‷ NAKAMOTO YUTA, 7.4k, 3/4 of the Temptation series.
Nakamoto Yuta and his rings have caught your eye. In an effort to seduce your professor, you decide to take your best friendâs advice and change your wardrobe. Youâre given an advantage when Yutaâs son asks you to tutor him, and itâs like Satan is handing you opportunities on a silver platter - but at what cost?
I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD
‷ NAKAMOTO YUTA, 20k, 2/3 of the wanted: dead or alive series.
after investigating the activity of a local gang, your boss abruptly disappears, and it's up to you to find out what happened to him. you almost immediately suspect the reapers, one of the most infamous gangs in seoul. and yuta is willing to lend a hand in your operation, but only at a cost; forget him in the end.
VENOMOUS
‷ NAKAMOTO YUTA, 18.8k
Born into the underworld, crime was all youâd known your entire life and was practically in your blood - murder, drugs, money, power, and everything in between. In spite of your father leading one of the two major gangs that dominated Asia, you managed to keep safe. But all that changes once the rival gang has bad blood to settle with your father, and suddenly a vendettaâs being pursued against you.
WHISPER
‷ KIM DOYOUNG, 8.9k, 2/4 of the Temptation series.
When you were nineteen, you could only dream of meeting Kim Doyoung in his sheets. Behind his back you watched all the movies he starred in, wanting nothing more than to be the one he touched whenever a sex scene came on. So when the opportunity surfaced four years later after youâre casted together in the same movie, you didnât hesitate to snag it - even if it meant hiding from his wife, your father, and the public. And even if feelings developed.
DIE IN YOUR ARMS
‷ JEONG JAEHYUN, 22.4k
Every single night before bed, you play your royal husband, Jaehyun, a song on his grandfather's piano as a distraction from the ominous sounds you hear. To the public, you're all smiles, but discreetly, you're a slave to your suspicions. Though it seems the more you pry, the more secrets you start to unravel.
HONEYMOON AVENUE
‷ JEONG JAEHYUN, 12.3k
A year ago, wedding bells were ringing and you were screaming, âYes!â at the top of your lungs. Last Christmas, you were supposed to be wed under a mistletoe. This Christmas, company finds you in the form of your ex-fiancĂ© that broke off your engagement after youâre both inconveniently trapped in an elevator.
WHERE ANGELS FEAR TO TREAD
‷ JEONG JAEHYUN, 14.5k
Three years ago, you had a summer fling with Jung Jaehyun, and what was simply sex turned into more after you caught feelings for him. Then, you find out he has a girlfriend, and decide to call it quits. Three years later, he's back in town, trying to come back in your life, and most importantly trying to come back into your heart, but you're a little hesitant to let him.
WISH I NEVER
‷ JEONG JAEHYUN, 27.2k
Your brother, Johnny, hates Jaehyun and has never told you why. Although you intend on leaving it alone, unforeseen events thrust you into a forbidden love affair with Jaehyun. In between hookups and stolen kisses, you have to bury your feelings for Jaehyun around your overprotective older brother.
CAN YOU KEEP IT DOWN?
‷ MARK LEE, 10.4k, 4/4 of the Temptation series
The apartment next door to yours has been vacant for months. No one had gone in or out, not until your new next door neighbor moved in two weeks ago. Mark, a slightly older guy who prides himself on his patience and willpower with a penchant for control. But when you make it clear youâre resolved to wither away the things he values most, Mark decides heâs down for the challenge, determined to put a leash on your unrestrained behavior - and most importantly, finally shut you the hell up.
EX MARKS THE SPOT
‷ MARK LEE, 19.9k
Two months ago, you and Mark called it quits and havenât spoken to each other since. As per tradition, your respective friend groups gather each Christmas eve to keep the peace, but this year somebody has a different plan. And the new chick on Markâs arm isnât the worst thing to happen.
PRETTY LITTLE WEAPON
‷ MARK LEE, 25.7k
A lifetime worth of adversity had brought you to Bloodlust. You joined them to escape your history, but with Mark Lee - an undercover narcotics agent with a secret to keep - comes the threat of being forced to confront your past. Old wounds are opened, but scars heal.
(AT THE END OF THE DAY) EVERYBODY DIES
‷ LEE HAECHAN, 20k, 3/3 of the wanted: dead or alive series.
denial after denial, your step-brother continues to nag you about an upcoming high school reunion, until you finally agree to tag along. itâs awkward seeing your ex-boyfriend, haechan, again for the first time in years, but you have no time to dwell on the past with the threat of undead students banging on the school gates.
CHANGE YOUR MIND YET?
‷ LEE HAECHAN, 4.6k
Youâre going to kill him. You swear, Youâre going to kill him. how did Liu Yangyang accidentally tell Lee Donghyuckâyour greatest enemyâthat you think heâs hot and that youâve been in a dry spell recently? Now you have to avoid the inevitable confrontation, and worst of all, deal with the most stubborn person alive (who ironically thinks that youâre the most stubborn person alive).
FOREVER YOURS
‷ LEE HAECHAN, 23k
Thirst for exhilaration and a stupid dare brings you, your boyfriend Haechan, and your friends to the eerie camping grounds of Chimera - the name of a town rumored to be occupied by a number of vengeful, lurking spirits. But nothing is as it seems in this ghost town.
LOVE JONES
‷ LEE HAECHAN, 25.5k
After breaking off your engagement to your fiance, you move to Los Angeles to pursue a modeling career. There in the fairytale land where stars go to shine you meet Haechan, an aspiring photographer with a penchant for mischief and flirtation.
SMILE FOR THE CAMERA
‷ LEE HAECHAN, PARK JISUNG, 19.8k
upon accidentally finding a video of you and your boyfriend haechan doing some very sexual things, jisung knows that he shouldnât watch it. he knows that it would be an extreme invasion of privacy, but heâs unable to control himself when he sees the thumbnail. so he settles for only watching 30 seconds. except, 30 seconds turns into 30 minutes, and by then heâs buried himself too deep into a life-changing situationâor in which jisungâs terrible at keeping secrets.
SUPERMODEL
‷ LEE HAECHAN, 23k
Five years ago, you left your hometown and ex to recreate your identity in California. Now, you're a staple of the fashion industry and on the front cover of magazines everywhere. Your hard work has paid off, but when you realize that you might be pregnant, you have to decide whether you want to be a full-time model or a full-time mother.
THE DEVILâS CUP
‷ LEE HAECHAN, 6.8k
In a world where humans and demons are separated by earth and the unknown, youâre curious about the creatures that most mortal beings are too frightened to investigate. More specifically if they can please you sexually. As they say, curiosity killed the cat.
WHO NEEDS CUPIDâS BOW?
‷ LEE HAECHAN, 11.1k
Cupid is not on your side, it seems. Heâs made you fall in love with the worst possible person ever, AKA your best friend, AKA the man who still eats tootsie-popsâwillingly. And frankly, it feels like the damn candy has a better chance of dating him than you ever will.
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RECOMMENDED NCT FICS OF SEPTEMBER 2023đ
hello, hello! here are my nct recs of september! hopefully these beautiful stories get more recognition as well as the writers đ
** anything in parentheses and bolded are my thoughts that can be disregarded if needed **
đsmut || đangst || đfluff || â
completed || đongoing || đŻfavorite
Body Language || @badalivieđâ
âł You and Donghyuck have been dance partners for the past 6 years. When he gets into an accident that costs him a competition and substitutes himself with another dancer, he realizes heâs not so open at all to having you dance with someone else, especially having their hands in the places he considered his.
Forget Him || @smileysuhđđâ
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âł âWhat if⊠what if I helped you out a little?â His words hang in the air, and your room feels thick with tension. Youâre acutely aware of the toy still pressed between your thighs. âLook,â Hyuck says, voice softer, âI hate seeing you cry- but seeing you cry about something good might make us both feel better.â
Getting Even || @ofjunemomentđđâ
đŻđŻ (pt.2)
ⳠHaechan is notorious for his pranks. Who can forget about the one time the campus fountain was bleeding red? You were weary of never getting on his wrong side, but when you get to know him better, it seems like behind all that front he's a sweet and caring guy. That is until you get a bucket of water dunked on you straight after he promised he wouldn't pull something on you. You're not only pissed that he had fooled you like this, but that he chose such a simple prank.
Inseparable Friend || @lovesuhngđđâ
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âł johnny was your best friend and platonic love during his high school days, but he left without even saying goodbye. 10 years later, you meet again at the class of 2013 reunion. do you still feel the same way about your former best friend? how about giving him another chance?
Operation Rizz || @acescavernđâ
âł In an attempt to teach Donghyuck how to get a girlfriend, Jaemin helps him make a list only... that list seems awfully familiar.
34 + 35 || @karinasbabyđâ
âł in which jaemin decides to finally return back home after spending an entire day at practice (with a surprise).
Glitter || @kyufessionsđâ
Ⳡyou walk in on your daughter giving your fiancé a makeover
Good Morning, Baby || @daydreamingyutađâ
âł waking up with boyfriend!mark
The Bottom || @donkey-hyuckđđâ
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âł getting into a relationship when you were at the lowest point of your life dragged you down to the bottom. but it dragged the ones you loved as well.
(â„ïž) || @nctsplug02đđâ
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âł (dilf!johnny next door is a sin. a wonderful 6 foot sin.)
Animal Instinct || @onyourhyuckđđđđŻ
âł You are a marine biologist. You should be able to understand animals and their way of living. When you encounter a new society in a bar under the name âSour Grapesâ you find yourself in a troubling situation with seven different men. Seven different animals.
Cookie Jar || @neopuppyđâ
âł (there wasnt a definite summary, but i dont really read any stepcest au's....however....this one...casually...slipped....in. PSA if you arent comfortable with reading any like stepcest type of fics, then this might not be for you, BUT if you dont mind reading one stepcest fic once in a while, then...i recommend you casually...read this one.)
Do You like It, Dr. Lee? || @revehaeđâ
đŻđŻ
âł haechan, jaemin, and jeno are some of the brightest, most accomplished students in your class that never fail to make high marks on the exams. but when they approach you one day in your office, your perspective of them changes dramatically. (oh heaven have mercy istfg)
Mark Me In Your Heart || @ohmytyongđđâ
âł when a sensitive and broken heart meets another one of the same nature, their instinctive reaction is to seek comfort in each other, and in order to heal themselves, they both need to be equally strong and willing to put all their broken pieces back together. but sometimes, some hearts arenât strong enough to be saved; the only way to save them is if the stronger heart of the two is willing to take the risk and try for the both of them, whatever it takes.
Neighbor || @jaehyunssiđâ
âł after breaking up with your boyfriend, you spent hours crying in the middle of the night. your loud and nonstop cries made mark knocks your door to find out whatâs going on
Persimmon Problems || @starsstuddedskyđđâ
âł fantasy crushes are all fun and games until it stops being a fantasy and heâs really talking to you. but what are you supposed to do when he invades every part of your life?
Ric Flair Drip || @jnnulđđđâ
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ⳠHONESTLY, NOTHING ABOUT JUNG JAEHYUN IS REMOTELY APPEALING TO YOU. you hate the perfect boy act he puts on, you hate his need to impress everyone and everything, and you really fucking hated his dick.
Shoplifter || @augustinbluexđâ
âł when you got caught stealing in a sex shop, you thought you'd earn another lecture from your stepdad. however, the lesson was not what youâd excepted
NCT Dream Texts || @nctstarđđâ
âł you overhear them say you're clingy
NCT Dream Texts || @markleaseđâ
âł dreamies texting that you forgot something at their place
NCT Dream Texts || @markleaseđâ
âł throwing up in their car after a date (stop, jisung would be the one to sympathy gag with you, i cant. where is the lie to that)
NCT Dream Texts || @xrenjunniesxđâ
âł when you get lost (as someone who sucks with like maps and following/reading maps i can relate.)
Do check out all of the other NCT Fics that i have reblogged as well!!
** if there is any fics that you guys would like to recommend, please do! i am slowly running out of fics to read **
#nct scenarios#nct fluff#nct 127 scenarios#nct dream scenarios#nct 127 fluff#nct dream fluff#nct smut#nct angst#nct dream angst#nct 127 angst#nct dream smut#nct 127 smut#nct friends to lovers au#nct texts au#nct established relationship au#nct fic recs#nct recs
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fic recs à«źê°àŸàœČâžâž> . <âžâžê±àŸàœČá
here are some of my fav fics ive read, there will be mature themes spread out through this so 18+ MDNI
- this will be updated occasionally -
please read the warnings/summary on each one before reading them to ensure you aren't reading something that may affect you negatively. whatever media you consume from this is out of my reach if you choose to ignore the warnings.
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â missing person by @kyufessions
â§.* nct mark - thriller/horror au *.â§
âłâ§ïœ„ïŸ read here
â gluttony by @misfitneo
â§.* nct mark - angst/gang au *.â§
âłâ§ïœ„ïŸ read here
â the art of eye contact by @peachydyoung
â§.* nct johnny & nct jaehyun - drug dealer au *.â§
âłâ§ïœ„ïŸ read here
â paranoia by @pearl-neo
â§.* nct johnny & nct jaehyun - psychological thriller au *.â§
âłâ§ïœ„ïŸ read here
â angel by @ikissjae
â§.* nct jaehyun - angst au *.â§
âłâ§ïœ„ïŸ read here
â sour universe by @neowinestainedress
â§.* nct haechan & nct jeno - song fic series *.â§
âłâ§ïœ„ïŸ read here
â control by @yutaholic
â§.* nct johnny - horror au *.â§
âłâ§ïœ„ïŸ read here
â playgirl is live by @domjaehyun
â§.* nct jaemin - thriller/suspense au *.â§
âłâ§ïœ„ïŸ read here
â talking to death by @whiteteadreams
â§.* nct jaehyun - horror/supernatural au *.â§
âłâ§ïœ„ïŸ read here
â save your tears by @alluringjae
â§.* nct jaehyun - angst/tragic romance au *.â§
âłâ§ïœ„ïŸ read here
â devoted by @maknaesdancersrappers
â§.* nct jaehyun - series *.â§
âłâ§ïœ„ïŸ read here
â through the webs by @yutafrita
â§.* riize sungchan - series *.â§
âłâ§ïœ„ïŸ read here
â scream by @neo-cult-ure
â§.* nct johnny - horror/slasher *.â§
âłâ§ïœ„ïŸ read here
â monster by @revehae
â§.* nct johnny - intruder *.â§
âłâ§ïœ„ïŸ read here
â forever yours by @lisired
â§.* nct haechan - horror *.â§
âłâ§ïœ„ïŸ read here
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do you follow more writers on tumblr? can you name some please?
oh yesyesyes! i follow them under another blog (my primary) but theyâre sosososo good
@yuki3000 - THEY MAKE SUCHHH GOOD DRABBLES i always go look at their stuffđlike her hyewon birthday post?? UGHH amazing 10/10 would read again
@lovelaetter - their stuff is more on the darker side so content warning for that! but THEY JUST WRITE SO WELL like itâs so detailed and recently itâs been a lot of wonyoung so go look at that if youâre interested!
@revehae - also on the darker side so be careful with that! but THEIR LONG FICS ALWAYS GET ME SCREAMINGG like i read one of like stepsister!joy as a camgirl and her catching reader touching herself to her videos like oh my god you donât understand the state i was in.
@constantinerkives - mostly focuses on aespa! sometimes mixes in smut so itâs extra good, i LOVEE THE WAY THEY WRITE SO MUCHH the detail the setting everything!! recent one iâve read is million dollar woman (sugarmommy!karina) and godgodgod i was yelling into my pillow
thereâs more but these are my favorite ones ever<3
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hi! do you have any dark fics like the grape party that you recommend from other writers? something to hold us over until you upload part two haha!!
hmmmm I donât find many gangbang fics and I dabble in a million fandoms so if you specifically want kpop I only have one and itâs by revehae and Iâm pretty sure they have more but thatâs just from the top of my head and if youâre talking about just any no matter what the fandom is, let me know and Iâll add more
(none of these are txt fics theyâre both nct)
ne0pearl â making your first time oh so special
revehae â â5 guys doing some serious damage to my guts right nowâ
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do u have any noncon recs ?
hmmm i really like @revehae 's blog. i also like this one fic where the settings is the purge and jeno barged into reader's house and fucked her. i can't seem to find it anymore.
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the perfect victim
pairing â haechan x you
genre .. warnings â smut, noncon, unprotected sex, forced breeding, alcohol consumption, choking, impact play, degradation
summary â beneath the nice guy facade and the fact heâs such a good friend of yours, you know that in his core, haechan is nothing more than a sick pervert waiting with bated breath for the chance to take you. when you deliberately make yourself as vulnerable as possible to him, he seizes the opportunity to finally take what he wants.
wc â 2.7k
donât like it, donât read.
haechan was a pervert to his very core.Â
he was a good friend of yours and a pleasure to have around, but if haechan thought you didnât notice him calling out your name in those high-pitched, nasty moans whenever he offered you an excuse about needing to use the bathroom, he was an absolute idiot.
to be frank, between the fact that he did such a poor job of hiding his burning lust for you and the fact that he was so unabashed in it, you didnât know what was more amusing. haechan went to little to no lengths to hide how blatantly attracted he was to you that you were nearly surprised he didnât outright tell you what business he was up to every time he snuck off to the restroom. you always caught him watching, undressing you with his eyes. they would linger at your cleavage for too long, maybe sink a little lower.
in his head, you couldnât blame him. there was no way in hell you could have been as oblivious as you seemed to what your body did to a man. when outside the comfort of your home, you would wear the scantiest clothes there were, but when haechan was over at your house, you donned oversized t-shirts and no bra.Â
to be fair, haechan wasnât the only one of your friends that were nasty. he knew all too well that they got off to you, too. they all wanted a slice of you.
but haechan wanted you all to himself.
on a calm friday evening, the opportunity finally presented itself for haechan to make his move. seeing as the week had been long and dull for the both of you - and rather hellish - you invited him over to your place for drinks.
predictably, you were sporting nothing other than another oversized t-shirt, draping over your figure loosely. your place was slightly chilled, your perky tits peeking through the fabric.
haechan could barely contain his excitement as he attempted to casually waltzed inside your place, struggling to fight back a smug smile. he thinks heâs so slick, you thought amusedly. haechan may have assumed you were none the wiser to his plan, but you knew him inside out. when it came to him, sometimes you had something of a gut feeling, a raw, natural sense pulsing inside you. a great chunk of that may have been the attraction.
you wanted haechan so badly you hardly knew what to do what yourself. you could have already had him in your clutches if you wanted, could have confronted him about his perverse behavior, or even asked him if he wanted to have sex with you. there was no way in hell he would turn you down. but for some very strange, very peculiar reason, you wanted to draw out and prolong the wait until you had him exactly where you wanted him.
no, you didnât merely want to give yourself to haechan. strangely enough, you wanted him to take it from you.
ârough week?â haechan asked, cocking a brow when he noticed you downing your third shot in record time.Â
you groaned, âtry miserable.â
haechan snickered and told you, âme, too.â any other person may have told you to slow down - given you would be blackout drunk in no time at the rate you were going - but haechan did the opposite, reaching for your glass and filling it with more liquor. as expected.
playing the ever naive, unsuspecting victim, you innocently smiled and told him, âthank you.â
that was how the night played out, with you continuing to drink a little too much, seemingly not noticing how much you had consumed. and haechan wouldnât dare stop you. no, he encouraged you, even, filling your glass as soon as it was empty and subtly neglecting his own.Â
or so he thought.
unbeknownst to him, you had a plan of your own. you knew where your tolerance peaked and knew not to test your limits for the reason being you wanted to remember what he would, inevitably, do to you. the thought alone made your body burn with arousal. you were somewhat drunk, but not as much as you led on, feigning the persona of a giggly, drunken mess of a woman. or otherwise, the perfect victim.
at one point, when haechan tried to fill your glass again, you declined, insisting you should probably prepare for bed now.
when you stood, you deliberately stumbled.
haechan would pose as the gentleman. for now. âyouâre drunk as hell,â heâd scoff before leaping to his feet and grabbing you. âlet me help you.â
âiâm not drunk,â you whined. and it was somewhat the truth. not that he needed to know that.Â
haechan snickered. âsure, grandma. letâs get you to bed.â
you giggled and let him aid you to your bedroom.
the moment you were there, haechan pounced. your eyes widened, apparently confused, but you knew what he was doing - what he wanted from you.Â
you stammered, âhaechan, what are you doing? cut it out.â
haechan didnât listen, incapable of wasting another second on waiting. not when he had the perfect opportunity to take what was his. âbe fucking quiet,â he growled, switching on a dime and pinning you to your mattress.
you made weak attempts to stave him off, trying to squirm your way out of his grasp, but all your defenses were down and he was so much stronger than you. you couldnât help but throb at how effortlessly he held you down. you died down on your strength, remembering you were supposed to have that of a severely intoxicated woman.
the very next second, haechan was parting your thighs like the red sea, tugging your panties down your ankles harshly. you hardly attempted to swat him away with your hands to the point where he didnât even bother to move them, merely chuckling at how defenseless you were.
you whimpered, âno, no. i donât want it.â
âthatâs too bad,â haechan said, paying you no heed. he didnât even look at your face, too busy staring at your glistening cunt. âyouâre pretty wet for someone who doesnât want it.â
âiâm⊠iâm not,â you argued faintly. as if you would pass out at any given moment.Â
you gasped in surprise when haechan crammed a pair of fingers into your cunt, thrusting them in and out for a little before removing them. his rings were cold, you could feel them grazing against your walls. when he retrieved his fingers, they were coated in your arousal, a string of slick connecting the pair. âopen your mouth,â haechan demanded, bringing his fingers to your lips. you shook your head, refusing. with his other hand, haechan smacked your cunt and you cried out, and he seized the opportunity to push his fingers into your mouth. âthatâs it. now taste.â
ever obediently, you did as told, sucking your arousal off of his fingers. all the while, he was watching you, looking you dead in the eyes as you tasted yourself on his fingers. you wanted to break contact, but you couldnât.Â
after a couple of moments, haechan retrieved his fingers, watching them now coated in your saliva instead. âthat looked pretty wet to me. now wasnât it, baby?â he chuckled.Â
then, he returned to the prize, squarely between your legs.
âno, no, no,â you balked. your so-called attempts to fight back were weak. âhaechan, please.â
âso easy,â haechan teased, fumbling with his pants. you could see his bulge through them, made more evident once they and his boxers were removed. âif i didnât know any better, iâd say you wanted this from the start.â
you shook your head in denial, but turned your head into a pillow to smother the pathetic moan you made when he thrusted into you without warning. haechan did the opposite, not bothering to conceal his noises as he rammed his cock into you, setting a rough pace that made you bite back a cry. he felt even deeper with every thrust, stretching you open.
your cunt gripped him instantly, tearing a lethally attractive hiss out of him. his face was scrunched, eyes screwed tight and his brows stitched together. his fists found purchase in your hips, and when he opened his eyes again, he took in the sight of you, evidently disheveled. your shirt had rode up, revealing your stomach. he could still see your nipples through the cloth of your t-shirt, your breasts thumping from the impact of his every move.
âyour pussy feels so good,â he moaned. âiâve wanted to fuck you like this for so long. this is what you get for being a fucking tease.â
again, you cried, âiâm not,â biting your bottom lip to avoid giving him the pleasure of hearing you moan.Â
âyou are,â haechan insisted, pelvis meeting yours with a heavy smack. every time he moved, your cunt welcomed him with a wet squelch, gushing warmly around his cock. âyou made yourself so perfect for me. youâre not even wearing a bra. i can always see your pretty tits when you move. and then, this big ass shirt. all i had to do was push your legs apart and i had you.â
haechan groaned when you clamped around him, and his eyes fell to your face. you went through great lengths to hide every sign of pleasure, but from your teeth buried into your bottom lip, it was no secret that you wanted this more than you let on. tears had burned their way into your eyes, your lips quivering, though out of pleasure. your whole body could hardly fathom how this surreal moment was even happening to you.
he snickered when he saw you biting your lip. âdonât hold back,â haechan said, grabbing your jaw somewhat harshly. âi know you want this. little sluts like you canât wait to be stuffed with dick.â
weakly, you tried to shake your head, but his grip was too strong and you had not half the energy. your limbs felt heavy and your mind foggy, as if it was a sign that you were meant to simply lie there and let him take you as he pleased.
haechan smacked your cunt again, his palm coated in your arousal. you let out a cry of agony and pleasure, music to his ears. âi said, donât hold back. i want to hear you moan for me. i want to hear you scream for me.â
you did as told, letting your lips part and your sounds pass through. it was impossible to conceal how perfect he felt, buried deep inside your pussy.
without a shred of doubt, his words were the cherry on top. you knew how to provoke a desired response out of him because his every move was simply that predictable. you fought a snicker at the thought, and as if to prove a point, wavered your voice to whine, âi-it hurts, hyuck.â
haechan slapped your thigh, as if to show you he really couldnât care less, and mockingly pouted, âi think itâs cute that you think i give a damn. i donât care if it hurts. youâre gonna take my dick until i decide iâm finished with you.â
you throbbed and glanced to the side, in case your face betrayed exactly how much you liked that.
âlook at me,â haechan growled, gripping your face. your body burned as you met his eyes, watching them stare into you, like he could see everything within, all laid out in his palm. âi want you to watch me take you. donât let your eyes leave me. got it?â
teary-eyed, you bobbed your head.Â
âwords,â haechan barked, grabbing a fistful of your hair.
you stammered, âyes, hyuck.â
his hold relaxed and you breathed a little easier, but haechan continued, âyouâll never forget,â he promised, dragging his nails and the rough surface of his rings into your flesh and chuckling when you hissed. âeven when you wake up in the morning and iâm gone, youâll still feel me everywhere. all the marks and bruises and the sting of having your cunt used all night long. every time you go to sleep at night, i want you to think about what i did to you in your very own bed.â
you held your breath when he leaned in and whispered, âand never forget how you brought this upon yourself. how you made yourself the perfect victim for me.â
there was a catch in your breath as he pulled back and met your widened, glassy eyes, chuckling at how helpless you looked. everything would be forever etched into your memory - the way his rough hands felt on your body, how his rings dug into your flesh and laid marks. you could already feel the pretty bruises forming now, his handiwork. the way he talked you down, switching his attitude on a dime. the way he fucked you so ruthlessly. so mercilessly, like it was what you were made for - all you were good for.
you made yourself the perfect victim, drinking beyond the point of defending yourself and wearing the most easy access outfit you possibly could. it took nothing at all for him to have his way with you with ease.Â
you used to dream of him ruining you, fucking you until you were reduced to a sniffling, weak teary-eyed girl who had no defenses against the likes of him. you were to be taken, there to be conquered. it was tyranny over your body.
haechanâs pace got rougher, the sounds louder. you could clearly hear how his hips slammed into yours, your cunt gushing around his dick, wet noises in the air. you knew well enough - from the look on his face and his pretty moans - what that meant; he was close.
you mindlessly reached for him and lied, âhyuck, please donât cum inside me - iâm not on birth control anymore.â
haechan visibly malfunctioned for a little, though not out of any fear. the exact opposite. âreally? fuck. iâm gonna fill you up, fuck a baby into you. then youâll be mine.â
you protested, but it was pointless. haechan was chasing release, eager to fill you to the hilt with his cum and waste not a single drop. for whatever reason, he wanted to claim you, wanted the whole world to know that he now owned your body whether you liked it or not.
âbeg,â haechan growled, hips slapping against yours rapidly. you let out a cry, his pace mind-numbing. you quivered when he clamped his palm around your throat, waiting to grip you tighter and tighter. âbeg me to give you a baby or iâll hurt you.â
your eyes widened at the threat, but the longer you waited, the tighter his grasp around your throat became. âplease,â you choked, feeling your face damp with fresh tears.
âplease what?â haechan whispered, leaning into your ear. his voice tickled your neck.Â
you swallowed roughly. âplease, cum inside me. fuck a baby into me. please.â
âfuck,â haechan groaned, not far from climax. your chest heaved when he released your throat, steering his hands to your clit. he chuckled breathlessly when you whimpered, immediately squirming out of sensitivity. âgonna cum. gonna make you my little bitch.â
you were writhing, but to no avail. your body was weak, limp against the mattress and free to be used. haechan was strumming you to climax with his fingers, running over your bundle of nerves. you couldnât fight back release even if you wanted, legs trembling and a loud cry parting your lips as orgasm made you shudder.
your core clamped around him again and again, and haechan orgasmed subsequently with a pitchy, âfuck,â emptying his balls into you as promised. you bit your lip when his cum spilled into you, warm and coating your walls. he kept pushing inside of you, kept fucking you through his orgasm until he finally stilled.
haechan took his sweet time to pull out, admiring the sight of you all fucked out, chest heaving and your body slumped entirely. you looked like such a mess, sweat making your skin glisten in the moonlight filtering into the room.
when he pulled out, haechan grabbed his phone from his pants on the floor. he took several pictures of you, pictures of his cum leaking from your puffy cunt, pictures of your fucked-out, tear-stained face. pictures of marks he had left on your body. the same way you would never forget, neither would he.
but you were far from done.Â
haechan looked at your lips, all trembly and plush, and said, âi think iâm going to cum on your face next.â
you shook your head, pleading for him to stop, but haechan wasnât sated and neither were you.
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pairing â jeno x you x mark
genre .. warnings â smut, unprotected sex, degradation, slapping, impact play, cheating
summary â mark is too gentle for you in bed and when you share this problem with a mutual friend, jeno, he's more than willing to help you get off.
wc â 4.2k
a/n â this part one of a repost! i love this fic and it would be a sin to not share it with the world again. also i kinda love this banner⊠markâs looking off to the side; jeno looks straight into the camera. itâs perfect
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no matter how much you knew you loved mark, you couldnât shake the itch you had.Â
an itch that needed scratching. which he was not very good at doing.
mark kissed his way down your belly, trailing a gentle column of pecks to your thighs. you resisted a frown that desperately wanted to cling to your lips. for the past couple of weeks, your boyfriend had been attempting to initiate sex with you, but every time up until now, you had turned him down.
it wasnât that you werenât sexually attracted to mark or anything like that. first of all, you dumbfounded by how fine your boyfriend was. unbeknownst to him, every now and then, you would touch yourself to thoughts of him and mental images of his handsome little face.
the problem was that those fantasies tended to get you off harder than he did.
âyouâre so pretty,â mark murmured, running a hand through your folds. you were wet - because your body couldnât deny wanting him, much less when he put his hands on you - though not nearly as wet as you could have been.
mark didnât need to know that. in fact, the only reason you had agreed to letting him fuck you now was because you didnât want him to assume that you were cheating and had found more than adequate loving elsewhere (not that you had just yet). and maybe you were also a little sexually frustrated and you knew this was the closest to release you would get without actually seeking out another partner. mark was the love of your life and you never wanted to break his heart like that, so half the time you sucked it up and closed your eyes.
the sex was good. you would never deny that. but good wasnât good enough.
mark dipped his head between your thighs, now starting to lap at your cunt which guaranteed a mind-blowing orgasm, and you let him have his way with you for a while.
one time, you told mark that you and a group of friends were competitively abstaining from having sex and foreplay was the sole thing that wasnât strictly forbidden. for insurance, you convinced rosĂ© and her boyfriend jaehyun to vouch for you. you and mark spent the week blowing each other and to this day nothing mark did got you off as hard as it did when he ate you out.
but after a while, you tugged markâs hair, purring, âfuck me.â
mark pulled back, a little baffled. he liked eating you out. he noticed that it made you cum harder. âi havenât prepared you yet. i donât wanna hurt you.â
thatâs the problem, you thought, miffed. âitâs okay. i can take it, baby.â
âare you sure?â markâs brows were furrowed. it was cute. you also liked the way his brows furrowed when he was balls deep inside you.
âmm-hm. fuck me, please.â
mark reluctantly obeyed, because the last thing he wanted was to cause you any pain, but you kept insisting it would be fine. he was the type to always put your pleasure before his own, even if it meant ignoring how hard his dick throbbed and how desperately he needed to fuck you, because he loved you and you were his world. it was appreciated on your end, that was no doubt, but a bit of a nuisance.
with mark hovering above you now, you gripped his shoulders, biting your lip when he at last penetrated you. mark was slow and steady, at least when he first started fucking you, taking his sweet time to push every inch inside you. tears stung your eyes. there was a slight burn to his every thrust, and his steady pace prolonged the pain, but you were in love with it. plus your boyfriend leaned a little towards the girthy side.Â
mark noticed your tears instantly and ground to a halt. âdoes it hurt?â
âno,â you lied, because you didnât need him to worry his pretty little ass off. âfeels good, markie. keep going.â
you gave a kiss of reassurance to his neck and that was all mark needed to pick back up where he left off, pushing in deeper with every thrust until he was completely swallowed by you. the whole time, mark was still kissing you, as if he was trying to take your mind off it. you wished he wasnât afraid to be a little bit rougher with you. come to think of it, there wasnât a single time where mark had ever hurt you on purpose - not even a smack to your ass or slap to your thigh.Â
it made you feel guilty knowing your boyfriend was only being the caring gentleman that you had fallen for, but you couldnât help what turned you on. you liked when he underestimated his strength, handling you a little bit harder than intended, or when he came and absent-mindedly gripped your hips like a vice, knuckles white and his hold tight enough to bruise. mark would apologize over and over, insisting he didnât intend to, but you never complained. you liked to see the little bruises in the mirror or catch glimpses of them throughout the day.
at one point, mark picked up his pace, slapping his hips into yours with a rhythm. âharder,â you told him, wanting him to break you. âi can take it.â
mark did as told, though not without gently kissing your lips and telling you how beautiful you were. to mark, it was always a sight to see you like this. he was so proud to call you his. he was in love with how you sucked him in, how tight you were, but most importantly, he was in love with you and hoped his body would convey that during sex.
you moaned at how deep he was, closing your eyes and tuning him out. what would it take for him to break you - to fuck you like he hated you?
âalmost there, baby,â mark groaned a little later, bringing his hands to your clit because he knew your body intimately and that was his saving grace.
âcum inside,â you whimpered, imagining him making threats of getting you pregnant. you could hear his voice in your head. that, combined with the drive of hips into yours, was the force pushing you towards the end.
mark kept pounding you out, becoming less and less steady. it was a telltale sign of him being close to release. your pleas for him to come inside you only made it worse, because the thought was at the front of his mind and he desperately needed to fill you to your utter capacity.
you needed him to cum inside you so badly. mark was groaning and grunting, unraveling before your eyes. at last he emptied his load into you, hips still rocking into yours until he reached the last of his high. you moaned at the feeling of him filling you to the brim, his fingers digging into your hips harshly.
mark, now returning to earth, glanced at you and frowned. âyou didnât cum.â
âi did.â
âdonât lie to me. thatâs the worst thing you can do.â
you frowned.Â
mark crept closer, running a finger over your cheek. he wanted absolute eye contact. âwhat am i doing wrong?â
âitâs not you, baby. i promise,â you sighed, running your fingers through his hair. âitâs me. i liked it. iâm just a little hard to please.â
mark retorted sharply, âand what does it mean if i canât please you?â
âyou do a very good job at pleasing me, mark. i told you, it feels good when youâre in me. donât overthink it,â you told him sweetly. in all honesty, it wasnât far from the truth. mark hit you in all the right places. there was just something missing.
mark leaned into your neck and murmured, âare you sure?â
âyes. so donât worry your pretty little head.â
âokay,â mark huffed and moved his head to your chest.
two weeks later, you found yourself at jenoâs place. he was a mutual friend of you and mark and somebody you were both very close with. you had come over to drop off a plate of strawberry tiramisu per markâs request but, as to be expected, got tangled in conversation.
jeno, curious as ever, asked, âspeaking of mark, whatâs going on with you and my boy?âÂ
you furrowed your brows. âwhat do you mean?âÂ
âheâs in one of those âmy-girl-hates-meâ moods again. i thought you guys had gotten into an argument or something, but he wonât tell me, and since heâs so down in his spirits i just left it alone,â jeno said with a shrug.
you bit your lip. you had two options. you could either keep what happens with you and mark between you and mark, or you could open up a little. jeno was a trustworthy guy and friend, and thus you were more inclined to be honest with him. âweâve hit a wall lately,â you said vaguely.
âas in?â
âas in the sex is very⊠how do i put this⊠weâre not having sex very often,â you explained, clearing your throat.Â
that clearly got jenoâs attention. âdonât tell me markâs game is declining.â
âno, itâs not mark. the sex is good. itâs just...,â you chewed over your words, unsure of how to put it in a way that could rationalize how you felt. without coming off completely insane. âheâs too gentle,â you whispered.Â
to your surprise, jeno didnât look at you like you had fifty heads. he actually seemed amused. jeno cocked his head, a smiling tugging at his lips, and asked, âand you like it rough?â
you nodded. to say the least.Â
âhave you communicated that with him?â
âi mean, no. but i have my reasons. how am i supposed to go up to him and tell him the reason iâm not cumming is because heâs not fucking me within an inch of my life?â
jeno chuckled. âmy boy is a softie when in love,â he said.
exasperated, you leaned your head against jenoâs shoulder and groaned, âexactly. and i feel like an idiot for complaining about that of all things. heâs literally doing everything right. even if i did tell him, i seriously donât even think heâs capable of hurting me on purpose.â
âi mean, how rough do you like it?â jenoâs question didnât strike you as anything but an attempt to be helpful. âdo you like getting spanked?â
âyes,â you said frankly.
âslapped?â
âyes.â
âhair pulling?â
âthatâs the least extreme think i like.â
âflogging?â
âokay, now youâre crossing a line,â you said. that was a bit too extreme.
jeno threw up his hands. âhey, youâre the freak, not me.â
you frowned. you were thinking about mark again. he was the perfect boyfriend. maybe you shouldâve let him go so he could find somebody that could appreciate him and all his efforts to show his girlfriend love, but you were too selfish for that. you threw jeno a glance. âdo you think iâm crazy?â
jeno shook his head. âno, i think thereâs a line between pain and pleasure. for some of us itâs thinner than it is for others. for some of us itâs larger,â he said, a little more sober than you expected.
which made you think. it wasnât very often that you ranted about your life problems to jeno, though whenever you did, he always proved himself to be a good listener and good at giving you sound advice (no matter how inconsequential your problems mightâve seemed).
then, your attention flitted elsewhere, eyes at his bulging biceps. you were too in your head to really notice that he had his arm around you, and mark surely didnât send you over here to snuggle with his best friend. you didnât fail to notice that jeno was muscular because you werenât blind and he made no attempt to hide it, the opposite rather, always proudly flaunting his physique. but this was the first time you were having thoughts that you probably shouldnât.
you called, âjeno?â
âhm?â
âdo you think mark would encourage me to seek out somebody else if he couldnât fulfill my needs, or would he want to work through it?â
now that was the million dollar question. on the one hand, your question was not lost on jeno and he saw dead through you. you had been less than discreetly checking him out. but on the other, you were markâs girl and it was the proper thing to do to give you an honest response. âboth,â jeno told you, honest as could be. âbecause he wants you to be happy more than anything, but i know the second he let a pretty little thing like you go, he would lose his mind.â
your cheeks got warm. jeno just called me pretty, you thought. then, you instantly chided yourself. mark called you pretty too. and you liked it. the only reason you were getting excited because of jeno doing it was because there was a chance he could be the one to satisfy those cravings lurking inside you.
jeno cocked his head. âdo you want me to help you?â
âhelp me how?â
âwith that problem of yours,â he said, amused that you were playing dumb. as if you werenât giving him those eyes only a moment ago. âgirls always tell me iâm the right amount of rough.â
you gawked. âare you offering to have sex with me?â
jeno shrugged, pretending to be nonchalant. to be honest, he had wanted you for a while now, but again, you were markâs girl. âsomebodyâs gotta do it. i wouldnât mind.â
you hated that you were actually considering it. your thighs tingled with excitement, wanting it more than anything. but your boyfriend never once left your mind. âwhat about mark?â
âheâll be glad itâs just me instead of somebody else,â jeno said confidently.
âyou say that like mark himself told you that.â
jeno shrugged again. âitâs a yes or a no, princess.â
you mulled it over. this was a very, very stupid idea. and an egregious mistake in the making. but when you were thinking with your pussy instead of your head, all rational thoughts were completely off the table.
âyes,â you said, your better judgement clouded.
jeno smirked, satisfied with your answer. and lifted you into his burly arms, ignoring how you cried out in surprise while he carried you to his bedroom. you had no time to recover before he threw you against his mattress, wasting no time to climb on top of you and pull at your clothes with a vengeance. and you let him, because you were inclined to let jeno do whatever he wanted to you right now.
forget the consequences. you would worry about that part later.
you heard fabric tear and gawked in surprise when you realized jeno had torn your underwear off, sitting up to look at him, only to be roughly forced down your back again. he leaned directly over you, searching your face with fire smoldering in his sharp eyes. âiâm not mark. youâre not going to have your way with me. youâre going to lie down and take what i give you,â he hissed, voice low but clear as ever.
all you could do was nod. the words were sucked out of you. your throat had gone dry. and your muscles were painfully stiff. for now.
satisfied, jeno crept back down your body, positioning himself between your thighs. he ran his fingers over your folds and chuckled. you were already so wet from nothing at all. he didnât intend to prep you very much, but pushed his fingers in and out of your pussy merely to feel how tight it wrapped around them. you impatiently whimpered out his name, clearly needy, and earned yourself a solid slap to the cunt.
you immediately squeezed your thighs back together, letting out another, more agonized noise, but jeno yanked them back apart just as quickly and your strength was no match for his, keeping your legs spread even as he smacked you a second time.
âjeno,â you whimpered again, tears bundling together in your lashes. you had chosen a godawful day to wear mascara.
jeno was completely unfazed, opening his bedside drawer to rummage around for a condom and held it up, cocking his brow at you. âcondom or no condom?â
âare you clean?â
âyep,â said jeno. âi got tested a couple of weeks ago.â
âthen, please fuck me raw,â you begged, throbbing at the thought. even when mark came inside you, you almost found it better than the sex itself.
jeno tossed the condom to the side with a chuckle and stepped out of his boxers, which made your jaw slacken. you had seen the imprint of his dick only moments prior and had tried your best to pretend like it didnât bother you, but the sight of his hard cock standing tall against his stomach was enough to make you cry. jeno cocked his brow at you again, snickering to himself, and lined himself up at your entrance.
the wind was knocked out of you. good god heâs packing.
you sucked in a breath when jeno forced his way inside you, tears rolling down your cheeks at how much he stretched you out. you couldnât even take all of it at once, but jeno would make you, ignoring the whimpers you cried as he stuffed you to the hilt. his brows scrunched together, fingers clawing into your hips to anchor himself with how deep he was inside you, and you swallowed every deliciously guttural sound that left his lips.
then, jeno had a brief lull of indecision, and pulled back out to roughly flip you over, just to penetrate you again just as quickly once you scrambled on your hands and knees. âfuck,â you whined, filling once more a surreal fusion of pain and pleasure.
jeno had told you there was a thin line between pain and pleasure. and as far as you were concerned, he had never been more right.
jeno, hands at your hips, asked huskily, âdoes it hurt?â
you bobbed your head, unable to stop the flow of tears. but i love it, you added in your head.
jeno was satisfied. âgood,â he replied smugly.
never had you felt so full. you could feel him in the pit of your stomach and it was driving you mad. jeno had no intention of letting you adjust to his size either, already brutally smacking his hips against yours with a vengeance.
you let out a noise when jeno gripped your jaw, abruptly lifting up your tear-stained face. âlook at yourself,â he growled, forcing you to look into the mirror across from his bed. no wonder he made you change positions. âshame you ruined all that pretty makeup with those tears.â
you looked a damn mess and it didnât help that you had jeno rutting into you from behind, making you lose any and all sense of order you still had. jeno loved how helpless you looked. all you could do was lie there and take it, and you could barely even do that. when you tried to look away, he forced your face back where he wanted it, chin between his fingers, and said darkly, âi donât like to repeat myself. look at yourself. i want you to watch yourself get fucked by your boyfriendâs friend because you canât get off to being fucked normally.â
that made your walls clamp around him, and consequently a deep howl escaped jeno. it was criminal how sexy he sounded, and the more you pleasured him, the rougher his hands got on your body. you could already feel the bruises at your hips that would probably take weeks to completely fade.
a certain sharp thrust made you whimper and hang your head, singing out his name. jeno slapped your cheek and the sting went straight to your cunt, making you clench around him. you brought your head back to the mirror, remembering you were supposed to be watching yourself, though you were tempted to glance off just so that he would hit you again.
jeno shook his head when he felt you clench around him, chuckling to himself. he smacked his palm against your face again for amusement, just to see you soak in the pain. âyouâre so pathetic, you know that?â he asked, followed by a laugh. âneed to get roughed up to get off?â
you whined, âpleaseâŠâ
âplease what?â jeno asked, in spite of knowing damn well what you wanted. but he wanted to hear you say it. he wanted you to hear how pathetic you sounded.
you bit your lip. was he really going to make you say it? âplease hit me,â you whispered.
jeno hummed, furrowing his brows in mock confusion. âkiss you?â
you shook your head and cried, âjeno, please hit me again.â
satisfied, jeno gripped your jaw in his fingers to keep it in place as he forced you to look in the mirror, then slapped your cheeks a couple of times. âis that hard enough for you, baby?âÂ
âharder,â you whimpered.Â
jeno laughed.Â
jeno kept hitting you and throwing you around, whispering the cruelest of words in your ear and telling you how disgusting you were for liking getting roughed up. it should have humiliated you, but it also brought you closer to climax in record time.
jeno wasnât far behind you, because you kept tightening around him every every degrading word and violent touch, and it drove him mad with lust. not a single part of him was worried about mark right now, and from the looks of it, you had forgotten about your boyfriend too, completely absorbed in how jeno was hitting you in all the right places. literally.
face to face with climax, jeno gripped your hair, pulling it back. you whined, but jeno merely nibbled at your ear before saying, âiâm gonna cum in this tight little pussy and youâre gonna take every drop.â
âyes, please,â you replied, not opposed at all. âfill me up, jeno. please.â
âfuck,â jeno groaned, slapping his hips into yours even harsher. you were so fucking perfect that he was tempted to steal you from mark and make you his bitch. and he might have already done that without even trying.
with a couple more hits, you were unraveling around jeno and it triggered his own orgasm. he came inside you with a grunt and leaned over you to clamp his teeth into your shoulder, trying to smother his own sounds. you, on the other hand, couldnât control the noises that left you, moaning and shaking harder than ever as your climax got the best of you.
jeno pulled out, sated, and watched you crumble on his sheets, chest heaving. âgood?â he asked.Â
you nodded, still trying to catch your breath. and clear your mind. âyeah,â you croaked, blinking. âthank you.â
jeno snickered. âany time. i can tell you needed it.â
damn right, you thought.
you cleaned yourself up and as if nothing had happened, jeno thanked you for the tiramisu before you headed home to mark. before you got in the car, you grabbed your phone to let him know you were on the way back, and were thrown for a loop when you saw what time it was, plus the missed texts you had from your boyfriend. you had completely loss track of time.
when you stepped inside the house, mark was in the living room watching the amazing spider-man 2, and immediately turned around when he heard the door unlocking. âbabe,â he said, leaping up to hug you. âi missed you.â
âi wasnât gone that long,â you muttered, wrapping your arms around your boy. he felt safe. âbut i missed you too.â
mark never wanted to let you go, and he didnât, but there was a little frown on his face when he murmured into your neck, âyou smell like jeno.â
you swallowed. âwell, i was at jenoâs house. where jeno lives.â
âyou were there for a while.â
âyeah, well,â you started, guilt suddenly blindsiding you. âyou know how jeno is. can never say hi and bye and be done. he always has to start a conversation.â
âsounds like him,â mark said, nodding. âdid he at least like the tiramisu?âÂ
âof course he did. heâs jeno.â
mark chuckled. âwanna watch gwen stacy die for the billionth time with me?â
you frowned. âonly if we watch andrew save tomâs mj right after,â you replied.Â
âdeal.â
the two of you ran to the couch, and you pushed your guilt to the back of your heart as you snuggled in your boyfriendâs arms, trying desperately to forget what you just did to him.
âbabe, iâm gonna go make us some popcorn,â mark said, slowly backing away from you.Â
you sent him off with a nod, smiling and flitting your gaze back to the television screen.Â
in the kitchen, mark opened the pantry and slid his phone from his pockets to open his text messages. howâd it go?
how do you think?Â
mark rolled his eyes. sheâs glowing. what did you do?Â
itâs not that hard, mark. all you gotta do is slap her around a little.Â
mark poked out his head, watching you with your eyes fixated to the screen. iâll keep that in mind, he replied back.Â
there was no reply and markâs phone didnât buzz until the microwave beeped. still on for friday?
you bet.Â
#nct dream smut#mark lee smut#lee jeno smut#jeno smut#nct dream hard hours#nct smut#nct dream x reader#nct hard hours#mark lee scenarios#jeno scenarios#nct x reader#tw: cheating#revehae fics
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all the rage
pairing â nerd!mark x (f) reader
genre .. warnings â smut, dubcon, nerd!mark, virgin!mark, coercion/blackmail, unprotected sex, nonconsented recording, oral, implied bimbo!reader
summary â mark is sick and tired of being ignored by you and only being worthful when you need to get your homework done. meanwhile, you donât hesitate to flash your body to any stupid jock. so, he cooks up the perfect plan - blackmail.
wc â 4.5k
a/n â part 3/5 of the college-capades series!
donât like it, donât read.
it was never difficult for mark, or any other student, to conclude whether or not youâd walked into a room. either there would be a crude cacophony of whistles from boys or none too subtle whispers from girls that wrenched their faces in contempt.
mark wanted to give them all, man or woman, a very large, unforgiving piece of his mind. the men that sat there, laughing and smirking amongst themselves, lusting over what shouldâve only been his. the women that rolled their eyes and blatantly disrespected you to obscure their own insecurities.
still, you never paid those girls even half the mind they were indebted to you, parading over to a popular athlete it was no secret most girls would sell an arm and a leg for and sitting squarely on his lap. like clockwork, the chosen boys would drape you in a blanket of attention, and youâd do something adjacent to giggling and leaning flush against their chests. whereas mark was left in the corner of the room to sulk and brood, never afforded more than a cute smile and a compliment. the sight of you with other men filled him with unadulterated jealousy and rage.
this week, it was jung jaehyun you were after like a pack of hyenas, the captain of the basketball team. only a couple of weeks before, it was lee jeno, the star player of the hockey team.
it felt as if you were deliberately spreading your legs for anyone that wasnât mark, making it a point to remind him that he was just a tool in your pocket. he beat his brain out trying to decipher why it was that youâd yet to have given yourself to him. he knew it was not because you were apparently friends. you had fucked anyone from your friends to even your eng lit professsor.
it wasnât like your qualifications extended only to athletes, and even if they did, mark was literally a member of the basketball team. maybe it was because he was something of a nerd, never not found with his nose in a book, but mark had proven himself more useful to you than any of the undeserving boys youâd given chances to. when he tutored you and let you borrow his notes, all he received was a thank you and a grateful kiss to the cheek. but had anyone else lent you a favor - or even looked at you a certain way - your mouth would fall much, much lower.
today, youâd been clinging to jaehyun, laughing at seemingly every little thing he said. the sight of you together, your bodies so close and jaehyunâs hand at your very exposed thigh, ignited white hot rage within mark, though he willed himself to remain calm. he was clever and that was his advantage. youâd never see his plan coming, and then you would have no choice but to be his.
unbeknownst to you, mark had overheard your conversation with professor kim doyoung the other day, not failing to note that he had a special meeting scheduled with you. you were so busy, like one dick would never be enough for you. as soon as mark knew, he hid a camera in the office, and there was only a matter of time before you fell desperately into his clutches.
that was why when he saw jaehyun in the locker room that day, and overheard his teammates talking about you, mark breathed with more ease and less ire, for the most part tuning out their conversation.
johnny pulled out his phone and called his teammates around to take a look. âlook at this fucking bimbo.â
one of them, haechan, grinned mischievously and nudged jaehyun in the side. âyo, you tap that yet, jay?â
jaehyun chuckled, replying, ânah, but she gave me top in the back of my car. took that shit like a champ. she said sheâll let me hit if we win tonight, though.â
jaemin snorted and said, âpfft. i bet sheâd fuck you even if we lose. but i know one thing - a slut like that is getting it from somewhere else if sheâs waiting that long.â
when mark saw that picture of you on johnnyâs phone, everything else became white noise. he was trying not to grow hard at the sight of you, though judging from their dialogue, his fellow teammates were obviously a hell of a lot more shameless. he shoved the thought of jaehyun fucking you out of his brain, only tantalized by thoughts of him and you.
that night, they won.Â
you were walking around with a limp to your steps the following day, giddy and carefree. mark could only guess why, but he refused to think of you with anyone that wasnât him. he was a man on a mission.
when mark approached you, you blinked in surprise, johnny, though shot him an inviting smile. more often than not, you tended to forget he was even there. he was always in his own little world. you greeted, âhi, markie. can i help you?â
mark cleared his throat and realized that he probably should have planned what he was going to say in advance. being so close to you never failed to make his brain slam on the brakes. âi, um, have to show you something.â
you cocked a brow. âlike what?â
âitâs a secret,â mark insisted, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck. âwill you come with me?â
you shrugged. âsure.â as far as you were concerned, youâd gauged mark to be relatively harmless.
mark gave you a bashful little smile, and you grabbed your bag before leaving, letting him lead the way. whatever he had in store for you, you were none the wiser.
mark was fighting a sly little grin. so far, so good. if all went smoothly, it would only be the two of you at the dorms for a while, meaning mark could do as he pleased. sure, a college dorm wasnât the ideal place to hook up with you for a number of reasons, but he knew that he would have you nice and controlled in a matter of moments.
in the corridor, you clung to markâs side, resting your head against his body, and broke the silence to remark, âyou smell good.â
mark, flushed, stammered, âthank you.â
you stifled a snicker. it was no secret that mark had something of a crush on you (as many boys did), and you enjoyed stirring reactions out of him every once in a while. he had always been shy, but whenever you came into the equation, it was like his whole system shut down. needless to say, you found it cute.
though inside markâs head, none of it was ever enough for him. he didnât see it as you innocently flirting with him. he took it as you toying with him, poking fun at him. like you were trying to ridicule him by shoving his reactions in his face and tell him that that was why you never gave him the time of day. he was just a pawn in an even bigger game, but not anymore. all of that came to an end today.
mark unlocked the door and took you to his room. you took a couple of glances around the place as you walked through the hallway. it was empty.
sitting your bag down on his bed, you asked sweetly, âso, what did you have to show me?â
you were a little surprised, and confused, when mark pulled out his phone of all things. he simply shoved it in your face and his tiny smile dropped when he asked expressionlessly, âis this you?â
your eyes flickered. to your horror, it was a video of you getting railed by doyoung in his office. you remembered feeling inexplicably watched, but doyoung had taken no risks when it came to getting caught, because he had a career at stake. your face was very clear in the video, lips parted while you moaned your professorâs name, and to make matters worse, his voice was audible, doyoung growling, âkeep clenching around my dick like that and youâll never fail another test.â
mark chuckled at the sight of the blood draining from your face, the realization settling in, and he asked, âwouldnât it be funny if the whole school got this video?â
you reached out, trying to grab the phone, but mark lifted it over your head.Â
âah, ah, ah,â he sang, taunting. âthis is mine.â
you cried out, âmark, you canât show this to anyone!â
âwell, no, actually. i think i can,â mark hummed, pretending to ponder his options. âthereâs many different ways. i could post it on a website, you know. title it âyoung whore gets railed by her own professor.â or i could send it in the team group chat and let them do all the heavy lifting.â
you fell down to your knees, tears in your eyes as you crouched before him and begged, âmark, please. i just wanted to get a good grade. iâll do whatever you want, just please donât show anyone. this will ruin me.â
that piqued markâs interest. âwhatever i want?â
you bobbed your head, wiping tears from your face with the back of your hand, and traveled your hand up his leg as you realized he was already pathetically hard. âis there anything i can⊠help you with?â
mark sat at the edge of his bed, grunting, âtake a wild guess.â
you knew what that meant, lifting your hands to remove his pants. mark helped you take off his underwear, bundling at his ankles with the rest of his clothes. his hard cock stood thick against his stomach, desperately angry too, just like the rest of him.
mark watched you lick a stripe down your hand before grabbing his cock in your fist, stroking him up and down. after imagining this moment for a thousand days and a thousand nights, his bare cock in your skilled hands, his dreams were finally becoming a reality. there were many times in the months that mark had been silently aching for you that he fisted his own cock, pretending it was you.
âfuck,â mark groaned, eyes closing.
part of him was in disbelief. this whole time, all it took was a little blackmail to get you on your knees for him? had he known that, mark wouldâve done this a hell of a lot sooner.
then, you darted your tongue around his slit, bringing it down to lick at his shaft and tongue his balls. mark grabbed a fistful of your hair and locked it in place behind your head, not only to keep it out of your face, but to have something to anchor himself with when he felt as if he was going under.
and with your experience, that would happen a lot of times.
it was almost like you were pulling out all of the stops to convince him not to circulate that video of you, and judging from the desperate look in your eyes, mark pieced together that it may have not been too far from the truth. he wondered how many other guys had seen you truly desperate, not just the little shows you put on to get your way. you treated men like toys and the world like your personal playground, where boys were your subjects to bend and twist however you pleased, because you took your power from making them need you.
but mark was certain that he was the first to have the upper hand over you, something you didnât have leverage over. everybody knew of your sexcapades with boy after boy, but only because they were always verbally spread. never had anyone seen physical proof of these little trysts, other than your little limps when you got fucked too hard.
mark wanted that. he didnât want anyone to see your body so exposed, but he wanted everyone to know that heâd finally conquered you, and he wanted you to be unable to deny it. he wanted to fuck you so vigorously that you wouldnât even be able to walk for the next couple of days.
you could keep a secret if you really wanted to. given the amount of times he had tutored you for a number of different courses, he was certain that doyoung couldnât have been the only professor you fucked. having a brain just wasnât something little whores like you were good at. mark would take good care of you if you kept pleasing him like this, and only him. you would never need another man as long as you had him to do your bidding.
there was a lewd, wet sound when you finally sucked markâs cock into your mouth, followed by a shaky exhale of your name coming from his end. he yanked at your hair just a little, met with a muffled noise against his cock. âfuck, youâre so good at this,â mark hissed.
you only hummed because there was nothing that you could say with the tip of his dick hitting the very back of your throat. your mouth was so warm, so wet, mark couldnât help but utter a string of profanities, stammering, âfuck,â over and over again. when you were in the picture, his genius brain couldnât function, especially not enough for a broad vocabulary.
while one hand was tangled in your hair, mark kept his other hand bunched at his sheets, gripping them for dear life. yours were at his thighs, supporting you while you bobbed your head up and down his shaft, your pretty lips tight around his cock. his roommate wasnât supposed to be back for a few hours and mark hoped it stayed that way, because he planned on taking his time with you.
too many months had been spent pining lostly for you, amounting to nothing in your life and hardly even being spared a glance in his general direction. for a few hours at the very least, he had you all to himself, and he was going to make sure that when you left, you would never forget him.
after he was done collecting his long overdue, much-needed apology in the form of your mouth bringing him to climax. and it wouldnât be long before you finished him, because mark could feel himself inching closer and closer to climax the longer you warmed his size.
he started to rock his cock into the back of your throat, ruining the careful pace youâd set and grabbing a hold of the reins, fucking your mouth however he liked. you took it eagerly, struggling, but eager nonetheless.
your grip on his thighs tightened, as if you would slip away from the force of his erratic thrusts against your poor mouth. you knew your throat was going to be so hoarse by the end of it all and mark would fold the second he heard your weak voice.
the chants of your name and deep curses got louder, more repetitive as mark continued to use your mouth to get off. you started to gag, but the feeling, combined with the misty look in your eyes, did nothing but encourage markâs movements and spur him on.
his pace got rougher. the clasp on your hair was unrelenting. his thrusts lost all rhythm, sporadic as they could ever be, until you heard the anticipated prolonged stretch of, âshit,â and all his movements came to a complete standstill. his cum painted the back of your tongue and you made your best effort to swallow it all, gulping it back as quickly as it came. literally.
when he released your hair, you pulled back, your chest heaving while you watched mark try to blink the dazed look out of his eyes. you were the first girl to give him head and it enraged him to think that jaehyun had a similar experience in the back of his car, because though you were the first mark ever had, he was also certain that you would be the best.
your eyes were widened and you played coy, asking demurely, âdid i do okay?â
âfuck,â was all that mark could say, back dropping against the mattress. youâd officially sucked the soul of him.Â
that was answer enough. you wiped some remaining drops of semen from your mouth with the back of your hand and rose from your knees. mark had your entire future at the palm of his hands right now and you were completely at his mercy, so you figured it was in your best interest to be meek. âis there anything else i can do, markie?â
mark scanned you with his eyes, observing you from head to toe. your voice was definitely a little raspy from how far he had shoved himself down your throat and he loved every second of it. all the proof that youâd taken him.
you gasped out when mark grabbed you by the throat and whipped you onto the mattress, hovering over you. you got whiplash from how jarring it was. you were accustomed to the shy, reticent mark that couldnât even look you in the face for too long without spluttering. âyouâve done enough,â mark said. âjust lie here and stay still.â
you bobbed your head, in no position to complain. he could ruin your life and your professorâs in just a few clicks, and that was enough to terrify you into compliance, although you didnât express how genuinely fearful you were.
mark released your throat, crawling between your legs. you were wearing this tiny fucking miniskirt and it made him so horny he got sick. the audacity of you to walk around like this, turning heads and turning people on. you instinctively spread your thighs for him, a gesture that made mark scoff, and he hardened again at the sight of your damp thong.
fuck, you mustâve really wanted him, too. just sucking dick got you aroused like that? of course, it did. you were the biggest fucking slut the campusâs ever known.
âshit,â mark whispered, touching you through your panties. you were his fantasy.
mark slipped your thong to the side, just wanting to stop and marvel at the sight of your pussy before he stuffed you full of his cock and went to town. your panties, damp as they were, kept clinging to your skin. your folds were wet and he couldnât help but want a little taste, basking in the noise you let out when he started to lick at your pussy.
all he could hear was your airy breathing and the sound of him tonguing your cunt while your thighs tried to squash his head. he even didnât mind it. the only thing mark cared about in that moment was savoring the taste of you.
âmark-ie,â you moaned, threading your hands through his hair.
the sound of you calling out his name, that fucking nickname you loved to taunt him with, made his cock throb and twitch against the side of his bed. you were just so enticing.
âgonna fuck you now,â mark announced, separating from your cunt.
you whined, âhurry.â
you were raising your hips, impatiently waiting to feel his touch on your skin again. mark was quick to line himself up at your entrance, steering his hard cock deep inside your cunt with one thrust. you cried out that stupid fucking nickname again while he watched with fascination how you swallowed him whole.
your pussy felt just as warm as your mouth, but tighter. mark couldnât wrap his head around how you squeezed him, kneading his cock, wet little noises coming from your cunt with every motion of his hips. you were better than anything he could have ever imagined and this was just the beginning.
âyouâre so much bigger than i thought,â you whispered, intending to keep the little confession to yourself, but it was out before you could put a lid on it.
that was conflicting to mark. on the one hand, it enraged him to a capacity beyond being fathomable. you thought he was small? but on the other, it confirmed that you did think about him, and it gave him such an ego boost to know that you thought he was big.
mark couldnât help but ask, âam i bigger than professor kim?â
âthicker,â you exhaled, breathless.Â
mark would take it. he wanted so badly to be unforgettable. you never returned to your little playthings after youâd had your fun with them. he wanted to be the one you couldnât resist crawling back to, the one that made you feel so much ecstasy that you couldnât find anything like him anywhere else.
it was over once mark found his pace, fucking into you with a steady rhythm. his hands had a borderline bruising grip at your thick hips, fingers finding purchase there. his airy whines were so cute and his breathy grunts were so deep, both of which had you tightening uncontrollably.
it drove mark past the threshold of insanity. he was so angry that you hadnât given yourself to him sooner, that he was only now getting a slice of what shouldâve been his eons ago.
as soon as tomorrow, you would probably be on another dick, moaning another manâs name, and he couldnât stand the fucking mental picture he got. his only option was to take out all his pent-up frustrations on you. given that you were the root of them, the direct cause of the ache and rage broiling inside his chest, it was only reasonable and fair.
âgonna make you mine,â mark said, the pleasure spreading through him so badly that he couldnât help but stammer.
you didnât miss a beat. âiâm already yours.â
mark howled, feeling as if he started to sweat harder just from you uttering those three words. it was pathetic how effortlessly you could wreck him, and you were so aware of your power, so cocky. he would allow it. as long as he got what was his, all else failed to matter.
matter of fact, mark failed to think of anything that wasnât in regard to you. he had a thousand different problems in his life and all of them melted to the warmth of your touch, succumbing to the pressure pulsing around his cock. loans didnât matter. his stupid fucking roommate didnât matter. none of his assignments mattered. when it came to you, mark got tunnel vision.
there was pleasure etched across your face and mark loved every inch of it. he loved that he was making you feel as good as he felt. you couldnât even deny it. you were the opposite of still, the one thing he told you to do, but again, he would allow it.
mark was so deep inside that it was probably mind-numbing. âmarkie,â you whimpered out, gasping for air.Â
âmark,â he corrected with a growl, snapping the band of your thong against your skin. he was tired of that nickname. it felt infantilizing. he doubted that you called jaehyun jaehyunie.
you choked out, âmark.â
that was much better, but the damage was already done. mark was pissed. heâd been dreaming of how exactly he would fuck you ever since he watched that video of you and doyoung (of course, he couldnât not watch you get railed into oblivion, no matter how much it irked him) and now that he was balls deep inside you, you were still finding ways to get on his nerves.
mark grabbed you by the throat again, making your eyes widen. his grip wasnât crushing, he cared about you too much to really hurt you, but it was tight enough. âi donât understand you,â he hissed. âyou fuck a new guy almost every fucking day, whether it be for fun or because you owe them a favor, but ignore me. you ignore me, after everything iâve done to help you.â
âiâm sorry, mark,â you rasped, grinding your hips against his.
âno the fuck youâre not,â mark snapped. âyou know how i know youâre not? because you donât care about anything but having that dumb pussy fucked. youâd rather die than have to use that brain.â
mark didnât miss the way you whimpered and clenched around his dick, and if anything, it made him shake his head. he was fucking you brutally and yet you couldnât help but get off like the little whore everybody knew that you were.
he lifted up your the tight tee you wearing, the one he could see your nipples through (mark tried to ignore this for both of your sake), and sucked your breast into his mouth. you moaned, placing a hand comfortably on his head while he sucked at your nipples.
and things stayed like that for a while, almost sweet, depending on who you asked. but the heat building to a peak in your stomach was only festering and you couldnât control the whines that frequently escaped you.
âmark,â you called out. he didnât budge, didnât move from your chest. âmark, iâm so close.â
mark lifted his head at that, dragging, âshit.â
you needed to cum so badly. if he wanted you to beg, you would if that was what it took. âplease make me cum, mark. please, make me cumâŠâ
all mark did was curse and swear, and your eyes were on his face, watching every word part his delicate lips. youâd seen his face tense with pleasure and fell in love with the sight, like that itself was getting you there.
and it did.Â
there was a final, loud cry of markâs name when you climaxed, your eyes rolling back with pleasure and your fingers digging into the sheets. mark had sat here so many times on this very bad, jacking off to the thought of you, and now he was getting you off.Â
it was something straight out of his dreams. he couldnât help but cum, grinding to a halt and unleashing his load inside of your pussy. he couldnât stop himself from whining your name, grabbing onto your hips while you bled him dry of all of his cum for a second time. he always had more than enough for you.
for a moment or two, the two of you only stayed there. neither of you moved. his head rested against your chest, hearing and feeling your ragged breaths. when you finally remembered why youâd agree to all of this in the first place, you asked softly, âyou arenât going to show anyone, right?â
mark shook his head, murmuring into your neck, âyour secretâs safe with me.â for now.
you released a little breath, which felt easier now, despite the weight on your chest.Â
when mark at last pulled out, he slipped your panties back in place, preventing his cum from leaking out of your cunt where he patted you with two fingers. âkeep it there,â he said, stern.
you blinked, but the gaze in his eyes said that he was purely serious. maybe someone would see you leaving his dorm with his cum drizzling down your legs.
and they would know who you belonged to. mark was getting hard again just thinking about staking his claim to you. sheâs all the rage, he thought. and sheâs all mine.
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pairing â enemy!jeno x (f) reader
genre .. warnings â smut, noncon, enemies au, unprotected sex, choking, smacking, degradation
summary â ever since the two of you could walk, you and lee jeno have had it out for each other. you think that there's a chance he's finally matured and gotten over his inexplicable loathing for you, but when you encounter him after a football game, you finally learn the truth about why jeno doesn't like you.
wc â 4.1k
a/n â part 4/5 of the college-capades series!
donât like it, donât read.
just like any other friday night, you were prepared to go home, take a hot shower, and wind down with a video essay while munching on whatever snack you were currently fixated on.
guess what didnât happen.Â
bitch, we should really go watch that football game tonight, your best friend said. itâll be fun, she said.
though you desperately wanted to change out of the jeans that had grown uncomfortable after twelve hours of sporting them, your best friend, persuasive as ever, manipulated your sympathy with claims of all her other friends being busy and the most shiny, pleading eyes.
ultimately, you somehow agreed. your stubborn walls were broken when your best friend wanted something. you told her you would meet her there and hopped in your car, heaving a breath. curse you for being nice. to some people, anyways. sometimes you wished you hated her.
football games were just the last thing on your mind. three years of being a student at this university and youâd never come to a single game. it just wasnât something you were interested in, especially when the star player was no other than lee jeno, your lifelong enemy.
the disdain you felt for jeno was inexplicable. ever since the sandbox, you just never got along. your familyâs never understood the mutual reproach you had for each other and after a couple of dangerously unsuccessful attempts at a reconciliation throughout the years that almost ended with one or both of you in the hospital, they just accepted that you two didnât like each other.
over the years though, it started to feel more and more one-sided. jeno didnât go out of his way to get on your nerves anymore. but it makes sense, you thought. weâre grown. itâs a good thing heâs kind of mature. you didnât disturb him either, rather going out of your way to avoid him whenever you could.
so tonight was just one big slap in the face. almost like it was the universeâs way of telling you to go fuck yourself.
and afterwards, you were positive that you would never be seen at one of these events ever again. sure, your campus football team was everything to brag about if you were a hardcore sports fan that gave a damn, but it was definitely not worth the girls loud cheers that irked your ears when jeno scored the winning touchdown. it was not worth the hollering when his team hoisted him into the air in celebration. that, or you just did not like to see jeno happy at times when you felt borderline miserable.
so three hours later, plus the time it took for you and your friend to do some mandatory socializing with familiar faces, you bid her goodbye and tried to locate your car. given that you were definitely not the first to show up and your school was pretty popular, you didnât find an available park in the lot.
âhey, wait up,â came a way too familiar voice from behind you.Â
you barely turned your head, not really having to, but your brows furrowed. why on godâs green earth was lee jeno following you? and in a change of clothes too. jesus christ, iâve been here way too long.
ânot happening,â you hissed irritably. you just wanted to go home.Â
âfine, iâll just follow you then.â
you ignored him, not thinking he would genuinely follow you but when you still heard footsteps when you planted your feet in front of your car, you realized youâd definitely underestimated jenoâs weirdness.Â
still not turning around, you searched your purse for your keys and asked, âyou do realize how creepy this is, right?â
jeno shrugged, not that you could see. âwell, your idea of a good idea is walking alone in the middle of the night. anybody far more creepy than me could take advantage of an off-guard woman digging around in her purse.â
you scoffed, âi was only digging for a second.â
âthatâs all it takes.â
not wanting to admit that he was right, you spun on your heels and snapped, âwhat do you really want, jeno?â
jeno grinned. âto talk.â
âto talk?â
âyeah,â jeno said, stuffing his hands into his pockets. âi mean, first, i couldnât let you walk by yourself. just in case somebody got to you.â somebody other than me.
you droned, âoh, wow. i guess i should be so grateful a big, strong guy like lee jeno followed me to my car. should i say âthanks?ââ
âit wouldnât hurt.â
âgo fuck yourself,â you retorted.
jeno threw his hands up in defense. âlike i said, i just wanted to talk.â
you rolled your eyes. god, you couldnât believe you were entertaining this guyâs bullshit when you could be on the way home already. even better, you could run him over with your car. âjeno, i donât like you. we have nothing to discuss.â
ignoring your balking, jeno continued, âi couldnât help but notice your resting bitch face while watching the game.â
your voice was dripping with the bitter taste of irony, âwow, a stadium full of girls and you noticed me? i could almost faint.â
jeno snickered. âyouâre funny.â
something is definitely up, you couldnât help but assume. this was the longest conversation youâd had with jeno in⊠ever.
jeno crept closer, asking, âdid you like the game?â
âmy resting bitch face doesnât speak volumes?â
âoh, it certainly does,â jeno said with a chuckle. âbut i wanted to hear it from your mouth.â
you leaned against your car, folding your arms. âif you want approval so badly, go find one of your screaming fangirls that are just dying to meet you. iâm sure youâd get tons of attention. maybe even a blowjob or two.â
jeno cocked a brow, but that sly fucking grin never vanished from his lips. pretty as they were. âjealous much?â
you looked like you wanted to gag and dry-heave all over the place. âoh, honey, please. i just think itâs⊠dramatic. bleeding my ears out because lee jeno sweated a ton and got his pants dirty - woo hoo! what will he do next?â
âsports are an art form. you wouldnât get itâŠâ
you cut him off with a wince, âoh, god. you sound exactly like the type of guy i do not want to piss off at a bar.â
jeno took that in stride, changing the topic, âdo you have any plans for tonight?â
you spat, âwhy do you care?â
jeno shrugged his shoulders, almost like he was absolutely clueless. âjust curious.âÂ
âeven if i do,â you started, exasperated. you had plans with your bed, if the sleepy haze in your eyes said nothing. âthatâs none of your business because i hate you and you hate me. remember?â
âyou hate me,â jeno corrected, stepping so close he was now directly in front of you. âi let that go in high school.â
you were quick to retort, âright, after you found out what a vagina was.â
jeno finally started to break, nearly closing the gap between your bodies. âyouâre so mouthy, you know that?â
you swallowed, damping your throat. he towered over you a little. never in a million years did you want to show jeno any fear, though you werenât certain of what was going on. âjeno, what are you doing?â
jeno ignored you. again. âholding onto resentment from when we were fucking kids just because you want to be a stubborn little bitch. do you even know why you hate me?â
you blinked. you were beyond confused.
âi heard you fucked mark. and jaemin. oh, and haechan,â jeno snarled, extending a hand down to your ass. âall on the football team.â
âthatâs none of your goddamn business,â you hissed, trying to pry his hand away from you.
jeno snickered. that was bizarre and the most hilarious thing youâd said tonight. âbabe, itâs the football team. itâs everybodyâs goddamn business. word gets passed around quick through us. clearly, so do you.â
you recoiled, affronted. though you tried to wrestle from jenoâs arms, he was infinitely stronger than you, and that seemed to please him because he wasnât finished.
âdo you plan on sleeping with the entire team - is that it?â jeno pressed. âjohnnyâs gonna make it big one day. are you going to get him to get you pregnant? live off an nfl playerâs child support checks?â
you shoved at his chest, but he wouldnât budge. âare you actually this mad that i donât want to sleep with you?â
âget in the car,â jeno hissed.Â
you couldnât believe what you were hearing. âwhat?â
irritated, jeno opened your car door and forced you into the backseat none too gently. you whimpered in pain, having hit your head on the roof, and jeno clambered in the back with you, shutting the door behind himself. you didnât even get the chance to sit back up before he unceremoniously threw your purse somewhere in the front.
now, you were officially beginning to panic. you never thought he would go this far. fear seeped into your bloodstream as your self-preservation instincts kicked in, and you swung your legs, successfully kicking jeno in the groin.
you tried to open the door on your end while he grimaced in pain, but you were too slow, jeno dragging you back towards him by your legs and holding tightly onto them. he went to unbutton them, grumbling, âgod, i canât fucking stand you.â
âjeno, stop. i said stop!â you exclaimed, eyes widening. âiâll tell your parents!â
âdonât tell me you really think my parents will believe you over me,â jeno scoffed at how ridiculous that statement sounded, just before mocking, âi hate you and you hate me. remember?â
âthen, iâll tell mine,â you snapped.Â
âso like you to run and tattle to mommy and daddy,â he sighed, now reaching for your panties. âall that will do is start a family vendetta. now, is that really what you want, babe?â
you frowned. it was like he planned this.Â
jeno wholeheartedly intended to show you who was the boss, barking, âanswer me, bitch.â
âfuck you.â
obviously, jeno didnât like that, grabbing your keys and smacking you across the nose with them. you groaned, wincing your eyes closed.
âi said, answer me,â jeno growled.Â
you stood your ground. âand i said âfuck you.ââ
he slapped your keys against your nose again. your hands flew to your face, a hiss slipping out of your mouth when you touched your nose. though it felt broken, you knew that it was most likely just bruised. you fought the oncoming threat of tears, never letting them reveal themself as anything more than a shimmer in your eyes.
âyou might want to reconsider. or else youâll probably have to ask daddy to buy you a new nose,â jeno warned. ânow, like i said, is that what you want?â
you shook your head.Â
âwith your mouth. iâm not afraid to bruise that lip, either.â
âno,â you cried out, fire in your tone.
jeno smirked. âthere you go. was that so hard, babe?â
âyes,â you muttered.Â
jeno laughed, tickled. almost like something was funny. your panties were now thrown aside and you sucked in vicious breath when his finger landed on your pussy, trying to remain strong. you knew that he wanted to see you fall apart. that was just something he always wanted.
but this was something more than that. it was darker than pushing you to the dirt at a playground or bumping into you too harshly in a hallway. this was brutal tenfold.
âi would never tell them anything,â jeno said, referring to his team, you assumed. he pushed his fingers up your cunt, much to your dismay. ânobody deserves to know. youâre all for me. just for me.â
knowing that his teammates obviously kissed and told made it harder for you to resist the tears you desperately wanted to let fall, because you felt so violated in so many different ways, but you didnât succumb to the sting. you could take it. you would have to.
âiâm not yours. i never, ever, will be yours,â you said with an alarming amount of vitriol.
jeno pinched the inside of your thigh, making you jolt. âyes, you are. i fucking own you right now. youâre going to do whatever i want. my fucking toy.â
before you could even get any spiteful words out of your mouth, jeno slipped a hand up your shirt and pinched his fingers around your nipples, making you holler a sharp cry. you didnât understand why he was acting so mean all of the sudden, though you guessed heâd just gotten better at repressing his reproach for you and stifling the need to inflict torment on you.
never in your life had you ever felt so helpless before. jeno was trying to break your resolve and you couldnât let him, but with every blow to your willpower, he was getting closer and closer to winning. for a second, it occurred to you that that was all this ever was, and all he ever cared about. being able to say that you lost and he won.
and he really had you convinced for a second that maybe he wasnât so terrible of a guy anymore.
jeno tugged at his pants and you started to fret, trying to crawl away, but to no avail. you should have never came here. you should have stood your ground and went home like you wanted, because you didnât want this.
âcalm down. youâve had dick in you before,â jeno chided, removing his underwear next.
this was the first time in your life youâd ever been truly scared of jeno. any other day, no matter the situation, youâd faced him bravely. but this was beyond your expertise. âjeno, please. please donât do this. iâm begging you!â
jeno snorted in amusement. he almost couldnât believe that you were begging him for mercy. you, of all people. he knew there was more vulnerability where that came from and he was hell-bent on breaking it out of you.Â
the tears were finally trickling down, hot and thick as they dampened your cheeks. âplease,â you whimpered, hating how desperate you sounded. âif you let me go, i wonât tell anyone, i promise.â
âthatâs cute,â jeno chirped. ânot really tempting, but cute.â
you slumped in defeat. there was no getting to him. he was dead-set on sweet revenge for whatever perceived wrongdoings of yours that had wounded his poor, fragile ego.
all jeno could think about was how hard he was, watching your bottom lip tremble and your figure paralyze with fear. heâd seen you cry a few times in his lifetime, mainly because of him and when you were younger, but this was the first time heâd seen genuine fear glimmer in those eyes of yours. and he was addicted to it already. you always tried to convince the universe that you were tougher than you really were, and heâd always been determined to uncover the weak, fragile girl you truly were. to show you that he was infinitely stronger than you.
it happened in a blink. jeno pounced on you, lining his dick up at your cunt, whispering in your ear that he was going to fucking destroy you. you sobbed harder when he finally pushed inside, deep. the burn of the stretch was agonizing and you were inclined to scream, but you in no way wanted to give jeno that pleasure.
âfuck. you shouldâve never been such a goddamn cunt,â jeno hissed, sinking his fingers into your hips, fueled by the noises of anguish that parted your lips. ânow iâve gotta put you in your place.â
âasshole,â you said through gritted teeth.Â
jeno grabbed your hair roughly, swallowing the little whine that escaped you, and stared into your glistening eyes. he could see the hatred smoldering in them, but most importantly of all, he could see how weak he thought you were and thought it was nothing short of pathetic. âbaby, you donât even know how pitiful you look. iâd shut my mouth if i were you.â
you didnât want to know. you could feel your mascara running down your face, already realizing that your makeup was ruined, but that was the last thing on your mind when jeno was forcing himself into you.
your pussy was so warm and tight around his cock, he couldnât help but want to shove himself deeper and deeper. the fact that he was a making a mess out of you only turned him on even more, he wanted to engrave the image into his memory indefinitely, and he considered taking pictures just to save it but that wouldâve been too incriminating.
he thought many despicable things about you, but you werenât worth his future. matter of fact, you werenât worth anything to jeno. not a dime or a spare nickel and the way he fucked you said that loud and clear.
jeno ranted, âthis is all your fault, you know. youâre just so damn delicate and breakable.â
âyou will never break me,â you barked, though your voice was weighed down by your grief.
jeno burst into laughter and the sound was physically sickening. âhate to break it to you, babe, but i already have.â
you couldnât bare to look into his eyes anymore, casting your gaze anywhere else.Â
âwasnât that hard,â jeno continued nonchalantly. âshouldâve done it sooner. i mean, you might have got away if you werenât such a mouthy little slut that needs to have the last word all the time. hiding your weakness under all those - fuck - witty remarks, but iâve always seen who you really are. fragile.â
you shook your head. his words were ripping you open and you hated it with every fiber of your being. you didnât want to cave. âno, iâm not!â
âyes, you are,â he snapped. âyouâre a fragile little whore that talks a big game but canât take what she deserves. admit it.â
âno,â you exclaimed.
jeno wrapped a hand around your throat, firm and strong and everything in between, and your eyes went wide when he impaired your ability to exhale. your hands went to his, trying to pry him off of your throat, but you would never be stronger than him. never be strong enough to fight back. âadmit it, if you want to breathe.â
the room started to reel. maybe it was all the hits youâd taken, all of his aggression that youâd accidentally elicited, that made it even more unbearable than the lack of oxygen causing the lightheadness, but there was a fleeting second where you couldnât feel, where it felt unreal and dream-like, and you detached yourself from the moment so jarringly that the pain dissipated. and then that second was over, and reality seemed to hit you tenfold.
his hands felt tighter around your throat. his body felt weightier on top of yours. his breath was louder than it seemed before, and the flickering heat of loathing torched by his irises burned hard enough that you couldnât even cry if you wanted to. it was just a silent agony. a cry of distress with parted lips, but no sound.
and when the lights felt like they were flickering, even though in reality there were almost none at all, just a distant street light stationed some feet away from your car, you accepted that you lacked the arsenal and power to win this battle, croaking with the last of your strength, âi⊠admit it.â
jenoâs grip on your throat slackened, though he didnât let go. âyou admit what?â
âiâm weak,â you confessed in a whisper, throat sore from his brutal touch. you wondered to yourself if he had crushed something or if the pain just felt more intensified in the moment. âi canât hack it.â
âyou never could,â jeno added, finally releasing your throat.Â
finally, you could breathe again, but your next breath was the most painful of your entire life.
when jeno spread your legs apart a little more, uncomfortably so, you whined, but you noticeably lacked the backbone to fight it. you just took what he had to spare, lying against the leather seat as the metal seat belt marked your skin and jenoâs body rocked you back against it from his movements. it was the least hurtful thing you were feeling.
mustering one last breath of fight, you whispered with all the venom you could summon, âi hate your guts.â
âiâm kind of loving yours right now,â jeno quipped, slapping your cunt as if to emphasize that statement.
every second started to bleed into each other, no more or less excruciating than the last. you gave up on fighting. no matter how hard you tried, it only resulted in jeno taking advantage of your weakness, smacking you across the face or dragging his nails across your skin. you knew your body was covered in marks, you could feel the ache, prickling everywhere.Â
âfuck, iâm gonna cum,â jeno hissed, running his hands up your shirt.Â
that much was obvious. his movements, though they had never not been careless, grew more erratic and rhythmless. quicker, shallower, even, but harder.
you set your fingers at his biceps, begging, âjeno, please donât cum inside me.â
jeno scoffed. âof course not. you donât deserve that much of me.â
all that you could do was sigh. as if you wanted to be pregnant with his baby anyways. you physically recoiled at the thought.
jeno pulled out of your cunt, and you were relieved for a second, until he rotated you until your face was towards his cock and instructed, âopen.â
parting your lips, you sucked his cock into your mouth, knowing you would regret it if you didnât. you already felt broken enough. if you werenât careful, he mightâve fucked around and killed you. hell, he almost did.
âyouâre so much prettier when youâre being a good girl instead of running that useless mouth,â jeno commented.
grabbing a fistful of your hair, jeno controlled your movements, using your mouth until he came in your mouth, grunting, âswallow.â
you tried your best, you really did, but you didnât think he would cum so much, and so hard. there was an unsparing smack of his hips against your face as he fucked your throat until, at last, he came with a ravenous growl. you couldnât help what slipped out of your mouth and drizzled down your chin, onto the leather seat. your leather seat.
still, jeno didnât let go, roughly lowering your head to the seat. âeat my fucking cum.â
there was no way in hell that you wanted to, your stomach churned at the mere thought of doing such a despicable thing although you had practically swallowed most of his cum already, but it felt physically degrading to lick his cum off the seat of your own fucking car. his hold didnât slacken until every spot was gone, and you slumped backwards onto the chair, facing the roof.
there was a kind of emptiness scraping your chest that was like nothing you had ever felt before. it was despair, yes, but to such an extent that it felt like nothing. and then it was so much of nothing that it throbbed and ached right there in your heart, and mind. probably your soul too. your entire being felt frozen, rigid. so cold that it burned.
this is what it meant to be broken, you wouldâve thought, if you could think. though since you could not, all you really did was lie there, a misty haze in your soulless eyes as your hands were slumped at your sides. had not your chest been heaving like raging waters, jeno wouldâve thought you werenât even alive.
and really, truly, you guessed that was what he wanted. he didnât want you dead, not literally, maybe. but to make you feel so deprived of everything that gave you dignity that life itself was lifeless.
âi think iâll take these,â jeno said, holding up your panties to the air like they were a flag of some kind. âyou know, as my reward.â for breaking you.
you said nothing. after everything else he had just taken from you, ripped from your very hands like it was nothing, you couldnât be bothered to care about something so replaceable. you wanted your pride back. you wanted your dignity back. but he stripped you bare of everything, all of your strength and will, all of the fire inside your body that kept you alive.
he would never know what that felt like. in the time that he spent making a point, youâd lost your sense of self and direction.
and jeno just slipped back on his clothes like nothing ever happened, sneaking away like a thief in the night, without a goodbye as he left you there to fend for yourself in the chaos that heâd created.Â
and he did it all with a satisfied smile on his face.
#lee jeno smut#nct dream smut#jeno smut#nct dream hard hours#nct smut#nct hard hours#tw: noncon#revehae fics
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dear hyuckie
pairing â athlete!haechan x (f) reader
genre .. warnings â smut, noncon, mc is a terrible person, stalking, unprotected sex, baby trapping
summary â for the longest time, you've been obsessed with haechan and wanted him to yourself, but he hardly notices you. to grab his attention, you start sending him anonymous love letters.
wc â 6.0k
a/n â part 5/5 of the college-capades series!
donât like it, donât read.
so fucking annoying, you hissed to yourself, poking around the corner.Â
your eyes were fixed on the boyâs locker room door that was, to your chagrin, being guarded by the basketball team captain.
who you never liked. jung jaehyun, you thought irritably. he was undeniably good-looking, youâd give him that, but he was arrogant. haechan would make a much finer captain. where jaehyun was a cocky asshole, haechan was none too prideful but enthusiastic nonetheless.
youâd heard haechan giving pre-game pep talks to his team and motivating them not to feel guilty on the occasions where they lost. he was a natural at lifting otherâs spirits. obviously, he was the driving force in the team.Â
not jung jaehyun, who leaned on the door, laughing at texts on his phone most likely from a bunch of girls dying to do him. though you most definitely werenât one of them, there were many.Â
and you happened to know one of them.
âthought iâd find you here,â you said, pretending to only now be walking up the path. given that his eyes were locked on his phone screen, jaehyun was none the wiser.Â
jaehyun flitted his gaze to you. âhowâd you figure that?â
âoh, you know. my hot guy radar was going off,â you flirted, your own words like poison on your tongue. but hopefully worth it.
that had his attention. jaehyun chuckled, pocketing his phone, then said, âi thought you said i wasnât your type?â
âyouâre not,â you replied flatly. âbut i know somebody whoâs a little more open-minded.â
jaehyunâs brows furrowed. the implications behind that werenât lost on him. âare you joking?â
ânope,â you chirped, though you were absolutely lying. ârosĂ© wants you to come over. sheâs too chicken to tell you herself and i was nearby, so she sent me instead.â
rosé and jaehyun had raging heart eyes (and boners) for each other since the day they locked eyes. though rosé, your dear friend and the only reason you knew jaehyun, was scared that he was too much of a fuckboy. their interactions never amounted to anything more than flirty exchanges after a game, but they definitely wanted each other.
maybe it was a slight fib. rosé had said nothing of the sort, but it was the best lie you could come up with and you desperately needed something impactful enough to get jaehyun away from that door. your best friend would be thanking you later.
âshit, okay. whatâs her address?â
maybe it wasnât the best move to give a boy both of you barely knew your best friendâs address, even if she had the hots for him, but you were in too much of a hurry to give a damn about ethical decision-making.Â
âand jaehyun,â you called out after him when he started to leave.Â
jaehyun turned his head. âyeah?â
donning the role of a helpful acquaintance, in spite of how much you loathed this guy, you advised sweetly, âmaybe stop to the store first. get her some flowers or a box of chocolates. she likes those. i know you probably donât leave the house without condoms.â
jaehyunâs shoulders shook while he laughed and threw his hands up. âyou got me. thanks for looking out.â
your answer was kind, though in reality, the only reason you gave him helpful advice was because you wanted to slow him down just in case rosĂ© wasnât home. you quickly sent her a vague text and unapologetically mentioned that you would make it up to her later.
jesus, the things i do for you, lee donghyuck, you thought dreamily. if only he knew how much you liked him.
for lack of a better word, of course. to be frank, you were enamored with his whole being. just the thought of haechan had your legs quivering and your heart thumping against your chest. thoughts of him were all-consuming. you couldnât eat sometimes without wondering if he had ate.
given that you were running out of time, you quickly slipped into the locker room, glancing around to make sure the coast was clear before you invaded. fortunately, with jaehyun set on getting laid, there was nobody else around.Â
except for the love of your life.
you heard a shower running, just as you knew it would be. you happened to overhear haechan mentioning to a friend that he would be in the locker rooms for a moment to shower and figured it was your time to spy. your footsteps were quiet, gentle. half of the time, it didnât bother you so bad that he wasnât attracted to you. it was better that way.
after tiptoeing around, you reached his locker, shoving a letter inside the slit. although it would have been rational to leave then and there, you couldnât shake the temptations brewing in your guts where you desperately needed him. he was naked, just in the shower room. and you wanted a sneak peak.
against your better judgment, you crept around the corner, poking your head out to see if he was exposed. there was a long column of showers and just your luck, the curtains of the seventh stall were drawn. guess he wasnât very shy. you could see a sliver of haechanâs dampened skin, bits of his leg and shoulder.
you licked your lips at the mouth-watering thought youâd had. given the chance, you wouldnât waste a second to get down on your knees for him and give him the best head of his life. your plans were nothing short of vile, but a part of you liked to assume all would be forgiven when he realized that you were made for each other.Â
not if. when.
when the shower came to a dry stop, you snapped out of your thoughts and took it as a sign to get out unnoticed, slipping away like a thief in the night.
but the letter in haechanâs locker didnât go unnoticed.
well, kind of. he thought it was a joke, but he read it nonetheless. it wasnât that far-fetched to assume that one of the guys were probably pranking him. granted, none of them called him by the nickname hyuckie, but they sometimes called him hyuck.
naturally, haechan didnât think much of it until the second letter appeared, and it was somewhat more descriptive.
dear hyuckie, why do you wither in the wind and come to life in the sun, the letter started. i always think itâs unfair that nobody can match your undeniable charm, let it be on a swabbed court or with a bewitched crowd. kidding. others should envy what is yours.
there was more, of course, but haechan didnât get to read that far before the letter was rudely snatched out of his hands.
âwhatâs that?â jaemin asked, nosily pulling the letter out haechanâs hand.Â
haechan groaned, âdude, give it back.â
jaemin instead backed off, just out of armâs reach of haechan. âguys, youâve gotta come read this shit,â he said in amusement. ââdear hyuckie, why do you wither in the wind and come to life in the sun?ââ
jaemin continued to read until the end, blocking haechanâs attempts to steal the letter back while somehow also keeping the high-pitched, mocking tone of a woman. not too much later, haechan gave up on keeping it to himself, accepting defeat. the letter droned on about his performances on the court, how you watched every game with your eyes fixed to only him. how you wanted to be there to kiss him during his triumphs, but hold him during his losses.
haechan was used to fangirls. he was one of the most prominent members of a prominent team at an equally prominent school, backed by deals and endorsements. needless to say, there were more than a lot of girls that felt the same as you.
it was his first time getting a letter addressed directly to his locker, however. uproar was what he was accustomed to. this was quieter, subtle. you didnât want to blend in with everybody else, and yet, you chose to be unheard.
johnny nudged his side. âshit, hyuck. looks like youâve got a secret admirer on your hands.â
jaehyun laughed. âwither in the wind, come to life in the sun. what does that even mean?â
âyeah, iâm sure you wouldnât have the wits to know,â mark quipped.
jaehyun shot him a glare while everybody else laughed at jaehyunâs expense. except for haechan, who was irritated.
âi thought you guys sent this,â haechan mused. âyou know, âcause of the hyuckie thing.â
jaemin placed a hand on his teammateâs shoulder and jeered, âhate to break it to you, man, but nobody in this room wants to suck your dick.â
âfuck off, man,â haechan said, shoving him off. âi meant i thought it was a prank the first time.â
johnny lifted a brow. âthe first time? you mean you got one before this?â
plopping down on a bench, haechan bobbed his head. âyeah, the exact same way. same delivery, same salutation, same handwriting, different content,â he explained.
âyou scared?â jaehyun asked, teasing.Â
âiâm not scared, iâm just a little worried. i mean, nobody should be able to get inside the locker room,â haechan ranted.Â
âthingâs old,â johnny retorted. âmight fall apart if they donât renovate this summer. relax, man. itâs just some chick that wants to bone you. you should be happy bitches are lining up for you.â
haechan heaved a breath and gave in, letting the guys convince him that he was being overdramatic. it wasnât that haechan didnât enjoy feeling wanted, that couldnât have been any further from the truth, but there was something in his gut that told him that you werenât like the others.
you were far more dangerous than he would ever know, until the moment when it was too late for him to be saved.
but days of letters became weeks and haechan was becoming increasingly more alarmed. the letters multiplied, the content intensifying. though he wanted to tell someone, maybe get somebody to check some security camera footage, he didnât want to be called a wimp.
so he thugged it out.
you, on the other hand, were over the moon that he was finally paying attention to you - kind of. you were sick of just being another girl in the arena. the letters differentiated you from the others. and at one point, they werenât just letters anymore. they were bralettes and panties sticky with your arousal, attached with letters of you describing intricately how you got yourself off to him.
never once did you touch yourself without thinking of haechan, of how badly you wanted to break him and ruin him for the next woman (not that there would be one. ultimately, you were going to make sure that there wouldnât be). wincing your eyes closed, hands buried between your own legs, you pictured his moist, dampened face, sticky with sweat that chased down his backside.
you wanted to tire him, to test his limits. you stalked him more or less everyday, peeking behind the bleachers to watch him practice. you knew what he could take, how far he could be pushed and shoved before the force became entirely too brutal and knocked the wind out of him.
sometimes the thoughts of him became overbearing. you couldnât sleep because of him, falling behind in your classes because you couldnât think of any that didnât concern him. too much time was invested on keeping an eye on him during practice and following him on his way home. just to make sure he was safe, of course.
not that he had anything to worry about, though that wasnât your definition of keeping him safe. any girls that dared deter him, even breathe in his general direction, you perceived as threats that needed to be eliminated.
you just had to fall for a popular guy. he was well-liked for a reason, and it went beyond his undeniably good looks. the charisma he wielded in the palm of his hands, how he dominated the whole court. the golden player, you thought with whimsical hope, pining. it was the title heâd been dubbed for obvious reasons.
nevertheless, he would always be your hyuckie. more often than not, it didnât always register within you quickly when those around you referred to him as haechan, because he was so much more than that to you. nobody would ever understand the life youâd already crafted together in your brain, revolving utterly around him. where he wanted you just as much as you wanted him.
nobody could tell you that he wasnât reading your letters, even if you never saw it in real time to be certain. because when his eyes flitted around during practice as you discreetly kept yours fixed to his frame, when he glanced over his shoulder while he took the journey home, you knew it was because he was uneasy. almost as if he could feel you watching.Â
haechan could feel you watching.
he couldnât see you, he couldnât be sure who exactly you were, but he knew you were there somewhere. it was a gut feeling that sickened him almost too frequently.
it started during practice, the final preparations for the nightâs game. during said game that night, the wrenching in his gut only intensified. you were there, obviously, like you never failed to be. antsy, haechan struggled to keep himself together during the match, but nobody wouldâve ever guessed from simply looking.
nobody except you. youâd learned to recognize him in the distraught that was natural around you, as if it was his bodyâs self-preservation instincts.
still, he talked to you for the first time that night. rosĂ© evidently knew of your more than little crush on haechan, though she was none the wiser to how desperately you needed a fix. she thought it was an innocent fondness. your impromptu trick (unfortunately) thrusted rosĂ© and jaehyun into a relationship, and when it became known to him that you had the hots for his teammate, he didnât wait a second to introduce you to each other.
to your shock, it was a pleasantly good first encounter. haechan still felt the nerves, but reduced them to post-game jitters, something he made up solely to feel comfortable again.
it wasnât like you were the secret admirer or stalker, or whatever weirdo that was obsessed with him. for lack of a better word, you were just so normal-looking.
you didnât at all seem like how he imagined a debatably batshit stalker to be. haechan thought you were pretty and amusing, matched his personality like youâd met in a past life. haechan had seen you before, you were besties with one of the most popular girls on campus and his captainâs crush, but he never thought he would enjoy your company.
that was how it all began. you talked for weeks, not leaving without each otherâs numbers. when he wasnât looking, you pinched yourself over and over, wondering if you were dreaming. you knew that you would click. you knew that you were fated to be together.Â
as annoying as it was to admit, you actually owed jaehyun. heâd done you a massive favor. though, when you remembered that you were the sole reason he was even dating rosĂ© in the first place, you considered yourself even. nevermind that it was an inadvertent mistake.
you spent many nights on the phone with haechan. given that youâd commited yourself to learning everything there was to know about him already, you came prepared with more than a handful of facts, though you pretended not to know so that you could impress him. chess, not checkers, you thought smugly to yourself, noticing the envious glares of multiple girls when you walked hand in hand with haechan.
you were winning. and you couldnât believe it. but just when you were starting to have a taste of sweet, sweet victory, your self-restraint crumbled.
youâd been waiting too long. something needed to be done to satiate all the carnal energies running rampant through your veins, and it was no secret what the cure was.
haechan could feel that borderline debilitating sensation stirring in his gut again. it was like a shiver chilling its way down his spine, an itch that he just couldnât shake.
to make matters even stranger, he was alone in his apartment.
or so he thought. midnight loomed over the night sky, thick clouds draped over probably bright stars. they stared back at him, just outside his bedroom window that heâd forgotten to draw the curtains of.
haechan had that habit, you noticed. men typically didnât have to worry about the same things that women did, locking their car doors at gas stations and looking over their shoulders when they walked alone at night. it was so naive of him to believe he would ever truly be safe.
then again, you were only as dangerous as he allowed you to be.
checking his phone, haechan noted that he missed a call from you, having fallen asleep nearly the second he stepped out of the shower. practice was long and rough; his muscles were sore. he had wanted nothing more than to collapse on the nearest flat surface.
for whatever reason, he dialed you back. he remembered you mentioning that you would be up all night, catching up on some classwork you never explained why you were behind on and he never asked, but he also felt safer when he heard your voice. the letters stopped shortly after he started talking to you and that idiotically wasnât suspicious to him. he was making this all too easy.
your voice sounded a little surprised. âhello?â
âhey,â haechan said, voice raspy from drowsiness. âbad time?â
âno, never,â was what you said, because you were always down to talk, though needless to say, the call took you by surprise.
haechan thought nothing of it. he assumed you were working and didnât expect a call this late. âsorry for missing your call. i passed out after i came back from practice.â
âitâs fine, hyuckie. i promise. i understand,â you crooned sweetly. you saw how hard he worked and you respected it.
âokay, cool,â haechan replied, heaving a breath of relief. then it hit him - that nickname and where heâd heard it before, and his heart stopped. âwait, what did you just call me?â
you swore under your breath, realizing that youâd officially blown your cover. you could have played it off, could have played dumb and innocently pretended not to know, but that shipped sailed the second haechan heard your cursing from his hallway.
haechan sat up, speaking your name. âwhy are you in my apartment?â
the call disconnected. haechanâs stomach was beset with unease, knots taut. somewhere entangled in the attraction to you was the inescapable feeling that you werenât safe.
all haechan could hear for a moment was his own ragged breathing. there was no sign of you. no footsteps, no breathing. it wouldâve been in his best interest to stand to his feet, or maybe just call the police, given that youâd somehow broken in. but maybe he underestimated just how threatening you were.
because when the doors suddenly burst open, there you stood, holding a gun in your hand.
âsit down,â you commanded when you noticed him abruptly stand. aiming the gun a little higher, you persisted, âi said, sit down!â
âokay, okay. iâm sitting,â haechan replied, dropping back against his sheets.
you took long, quick strides towards his bed, holding the weapon squarely at his brain while you emptied your pockets and cuffed him down. it was a graceless, clumsy exploit. for whatever reason, haechan watched you struggle, when it wouldâve been his greatest opportunity to escape.
after a moment of struggling to cuff him with one hand to spare, the other too occupied with the gun directed towards his head, you leaned back to admire your handiwork. haechan didnât even notice that youâd straddled him until you rocked a little, swallowing his apprehension with one gulp.
haechan released a shaky breath, calling out your name again. âwhat are you doing?â
âthe obvious,â was all you said.
âitâs you.â haechanâs mind was ablaze with thought, remembering how youâd tortured him for all these weeks endlessly. âyouâre the stalker.â
âiâm not just any old fucking stalker, hyuckie,â you hissed, bristling at that word. it distanced you from him. it belittled the connection sparked to life between the two of you. âiâm your lover. donât you see?â
his lover of a long time. he never noticed you before, how youâd prance behind him in high school during your free time, surrendering your lunch time to watch him play around with his friends. how you always made sure there was a spare pencil on his desk in middle school, because he frequently got scolded for never remembering to bring one.Â
youâd watched him turn into a beautiful young man over the years, but haechan never spared you a glance, not until you were forced to be slightly relevant in his life. you were sick and tired of being ignored. you were at the end of your tether, a lifetime of pining culminating in destruction.Â
haechanâs head hung low, like he wasnât even paying attention to you. it made your blood boil, rage and loathing seeping throbbing in your chest. âlook at me!â you screamed. âwhy wonât you look at me?â
haechan, heart thumping violently, lifted his head to make eye contact with you. tears stung your eyes, reddening them. âyou arenât who i thought you were,â he whispered.
the audacity on this boy. âdonât you dare treat yourself like a fucking victim,â you snarled, seething. âthis wasnât a secret. not for us. i can tell from how you looked at me that deep down inside, you knew. our brains know the truth.â
haechan shook his head. âwhat are you talking about?â
âyou could have easily snatched the gun out my hands and pushed me off. iâm not superwoman. but you didnât, you didnât do anything, because you knew what you wanted,â you responded, frantic, almost like you were deluding yourself.
but you werenât - not this time. haechan sensed that something was off about you and still continued to talk to you. he watched you struggle, when it wouldâve taken nothing for an athlete like him to throw you off, to overpower you and render you defenseless.
âi donâtâŠ,â haechan trailed.Â
âyou do,â you sneered, vicious. âand you arenât going to ruin our moment together just because you donât want to admit it, hyuckie. you donât know how long iâve wanted this. how long iâve worked to this.â
you threw the gun aside, because it was never loaded in the first place, and you couldnât fathom ever hurting him. it was strictly to keep him pliant, to make sure that he didnât ruin the moment. youâd been planning this for ages. youâd be damned if you let it deviate in any way from the plan etched into your brain.
shifting your attention to what you were really after, you allowed your hands to wander up his thighs, pulling at his boxers. haechanâs eyes widened with panic. âstop,â he told you, fretful.
what made the moment even more bizarre to haechan was that you merely giggled. ârelax, hyuckie,â you crooned, at least in your head reassuring. âiâll go slow, i promise. i really want to savor our first time forever. make it something weâll never forget.â
haechanâs alarm only strengthened.Â
when you grew tired of his frequent protests, you blew out an irritated breath and grabbed the ducktape that had fallen from your jacket pockets, dangling it in his face as you threatened, âkeep bitching and iâll have to shut you up. i donât want that and i know you donât want it either.â
haechan quieted, pinching his lips together. he was in no place to deny you.
you removed his underwear, revealing his soft cock, although that was an easy fix. gently gripping his cock in your palm, you began to fist him to life, a sensitive little sigh breaking out of him at the first touch of your supple hand.
the whiplash haechan was getting was jarring and he felt nothing short of conflicted. on the one hand, you were his daring stalker, the one sending him dubious letters alongside the inappropriate clothing and used sex items. he shouldâve darted the second he had a chance. but on the other, he found himself genuinely starting to grow attached to you, and you seemingly knew what to do with your hands.
in a matter of moments, haechan was very much hard, and it was much simpler than you wouldâve thought to get him up, all things considered. all it took was squeezing his balls a little.
you were eyeing him like a predator and it made haechan feel justifiably uncomfortable. many nights were spent with a thick toy stuffed between your legs in lieu of his stiff cock, your eyes fluttering closed, with you moaning his name as you imagined you were riding the soul out of him. the same toys you would send to him, showing him just how badly heâd ruined you.
none of it was in vain. you finally had the real deal right in front of you, cock as thick and delicious as you imagined it to be, and the sight was mouth-watering.
you grabbed haechanâs jaw, correcting his gaze, and said assertively, âeyes on me.â
it was very pleasing when he obeyed, keeping his eyes fixed to your frame as you undressed. underneath the thick jacket youâd worn to stuff all of your supplies, you were sporting nothing but a racy set of lingerie.
haechan visibly gulped and you giggled, never bothering to cloak yourself amusement. just like he couldnât cloak his desire, no matter how much he balked. âdo you like it, hyuckie?â you asked, cocking your head. âi wore it just for you.â
as of right now, it wouldâve been in his best interest to tell you what you wanted to hear. that was what this was all about. you were claiming this moment as a rendezvous between lovers, even if haechan didnât quite reciprocate your feelings, and you wanted him to feed into your delusions.
but it helped that you were stunning, and if youâd done this the normal way, haechan probably wouldâve voluntarily slept with you. he mustered the courage to speak, âyouâre gorgeous.â
âdonât flatter me,â you joked, glancing to the mattress as you giggled, playing coy. âwell, if you like it so much, then i guess iâll keep it on.â
like he was shy or something, haechan just nodded his head to show that he understood.
though it was you that had terrified him out of speaking in the first place, you prodded him on, asking, âdo you want to touch me, hyuckie?â
âtouch you how?â haechan knew the answer, it was obvious at this point, but he was reluctant.Â
again, you giggled, twinkling with mischief. you freed one of his hands and grabbed it, slipping it right under your panties, and made a noise when you felt his warmth against your aroused, aching core. âsee, iâm so wet for you,â you whispered, sticking his hand back out and bringing his fingers to his lip. âtaste.â
it did haechan no good to refuse you of what you wanted, so he opened his mouth, sucking your arousal off of his own fingers.Â
you watched him attentively. âdo i taste good?â
when he nodded, the brightest smile slipped onto your lips. for the longest time, youâd imagined riding his face into oblivion, but that would have to be scheduled for another time. right now, you wanted to ride his cock.
without a second thought, you grabbed haechanâs cock in your hand, slipping your panties to the side just enough so that you could sink down on his size. you moaned immediately, and so did haechan, his lips parted.
something about his cock just scratched something in your brain. he was much warmer than the dildos you played make-believe with, and a little thicker, too. you took your sweet, precious time to sink down on him completely, going slow and steady because you wanted to linger in the heat of him.
haechan was wallowing in the kneading warmth of your tight pussy way too much to realize that you hadnât even thought of a condom. all of the little things you brought for this sexcapade, from the duct tape to the gun, and not a single condom was in sight.
âyou know, iâve been saving myself for you,â you confessed, staring haechan plain in the eye.Â
knowing just how committed you were to making a life with him through haechan for a loop. âyou did?â he asked.
âwhy are you surprised? havenât you been reading my letters?â you questioned, grinning. your heart was warm and there was nothing that could be done to undo your ecstasy. âiâll never want anyone as much as i want you, hyuckie. thereâs no point in other guys. i only see you.â
if this situation had unfolded any differently, your feelings and devotion would be something haechan was lucky enough to have, but he knew your true, reckless nature. it wasnât romantic and it wasnât beautiful, not like you thought it was inside of your head. it was creepy and it was off-putting, and you were a threat.
but you had been blind to reality for so long that you didnât realize how unlawful your behavior really was, and if you did realize, you didnât care. you were numbed by love, driven by fear of losing the love of your life to an undeserving whore.
leaning to grab the tiny little key perched on his nightstand, you decided haechan had earned to have his other hand uncuffed, though it was really because you wanted him to touch you. you grabbed his wrists, guiding his hands flat against your hips, and told him to keep them there.
even though haechan wanted to be terrified, and part of him was exactly that, he couldnât deny that he was enamored with how your pussy squeezed him for dear life. you heard the little noises of his that filled the air, the desperate, shaky moans, and knew what he wanted.
all you ever wanted was for the longing to be mutual and at least, how it occurred to you in your mind, you were finally starting to get what you always wanted. it drove you crazy, hearing those pitched whines of your name from his own mouth.
heâs going to be mine forever. iâll make sure of it, came your raging thoughts, and though they warred endlessly over him, your whole being agreed on one thing.
lee donghyuck belonged to you, and anyone who dared try to steal what was rightfully yours would be eradicated by any means necessary.
âi love you so much,â you admitted, even though it wasnât a secret. you had poured out your heart to him through your letters, but the heat and passion of the sex made you even more vulnerable. âitâs okay you donât feel the same way right now, because you will. one day, youâll love me so much, you wonât even think of another girl.â
haechan said nothing, maybe blocking out your crazy rambles, maybe it was all white noise to him. what you did know, though, was that he couldnât escape the undiscriminating reins of temptation. you felt how he tried to match your thrusts, grinding his cock into your pussy from below. he mightâve hated how crazy you were, but he loved how you gushed around his cock.
through the misty haze of pleasure, everything else failed to matter. he could only think with his dick, about how you were pulsing around him, the sweet sounds your pussy made as it wrapped around him with all the desire a human could possess.
you could feel his quick, hot breaths, practically hear his heart begging for a break. his face was flushed, warm and red all over, his hair sticking to his face. sweaty moisture was inescapable, cooling down his back and up his face. your attention was fixed to his plush lips, though, wanting to kiss them desperately.
and that was exactly what you did. you anchored yourself on his shoulders, pressing your lips to haechanâs mouth as you continued to bounce on his perfect, thick cock, wanting to suck the very last breath out of him. haechan didnât fight it, because in the heat of the moment, when tangled in the highs of sex, the windows of judgment were far too cloudy.
you hated that you could feel that fever in your gut already, though from the looks of it, you werenât alone in your need for climax. haechanâs hips moved quicker, ravenous. he needed to cum like he needed air to breathe, and that was exactly what you wanted. if he depended on you, he would never need anybody else ever again.
whatever haechan wanted, you were willing to give to him, even if it meant going to the ends of the earth and back. because you needed him too, and you would never truly be happy until you had him right where you wanted him, wrapped around your finger.
his face tensed with pleasure, his hold on your hips getting increasingly tighter as he chased orgasm. he was practically doing all of the heavy-lifting for you, a slave to his temptations, just like every other man youâd ever met. i know all of your strengths, hyuckie, you crooned in your head. but i know all of your shortcomings, too. theyâre what make you so human.
âfuck,â haechan whined, defeat heavy on his face. âiâm so close, fuck. iâm gonna cum.â
i know you are. you reached for his hand, begging, âcum with me, hyuckie. please. please, please, please.â
haechan slipped his fingers through yours, overcome by the warmth stretching through his body and tensing his muscles. he couldnât think properly, not through the blinding mist of satisfaction.
and the two of you came just like that, hand in hand, moving your hips in a true, desperate sync that only lovers would ever know. you whined that name while haechan cried out yours, neither of you stopping in your tracks until the fog passed. haechanâs warm, plentiful cum filled your cunt, your spasming pussy milking him for every bit.
you couldnât think of a time where youâd been more thrilled. youâd just lost your virginity to the only man youâd ever loved, and the only man you would ever love, and it was like heaven. you were in love with that gone fucking stare in his eyes, no thought or soul behind them.
you grinned with contentment. you did that. you broke that out of him.Â
even after the high started to fade, you didnât want to move off of his softening cock, keeping all of his cum buried there for a minute. you gazed to haechan, a pleading gleam in your stare as you whispered, âi donât want you to leave me.â
haechan blinked, starting to sober. all his apprehensions came back the second he realized what heâd done. he said your name and all, attempting to let you down gently, âlisten, youâre, uh⊠great and all. this was great. but...â
you faked a pout, because you werenât completely an idiot. you saw this coming. even giving haechan the best sex of his life wouldnât make him fall in love for you. you cut him off, âare you really going to abandon your own baby, hyuckie? even if you do, itâs okay, because iâll always carry a piece of you⊠inside me.â
there was a smug, sly smile on your lips. not even the pleasure of the sex couldnât rival the satisfaction of watching the realization dawn on his face.
oh, hyuckie, you sighed to yourself. youâre a fool if you thought you were getting rid of me that easily.
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