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smileysuh · 3 years ago

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Players : Wonwoo

🌙 staring. Wonwoo x original character

🔮 synopsis. When Wonwoo’s group of streamers started interacting with another team, Wonwoo never expected to meet his match with a gamer by the name of FaeDaddy. Competitive to a fault, the two clash heads as Fae gets more engrained with the group. She’s used to being ‘Daddy’ and having an army of simps behind her, but what happens when she decides it might be fun to tease the only guy who hasn’t wanted to simp for her.

cw/ tw. switchblade play, use of toys/vibrators, pet names, daddy, sir, power dynamics, power bottom/brat oc, spanking, degradation and mean pet names but it’s Wonwoo, unprotected sex, choking, 69-ing, oral (f/m receiving) size kink, man handling, a lot of pushing oc into the bed with his entire body, mean wonwoo, phone sex, sex in public, marking, quickies, multiple sex scenes, etc…

👹 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 19.7k

🍭 aus. gamer/streamer au, enemies to lovers, tsundre!Wonwoo, slow burn, hard/mean dom! Wonwoo, fuck buddies to lovers, lets be fuckbuddy enemies and not tell anyone we’re fucking, secret relationship, etc…

☀️ mlist + an. gamer wonwoo lives in my mind rent free

Chapter 1

It was a close game. Wonwoo couldn’t remember the last time he and his team mates had come face to- well, twitch stream, with another group of players who could actually stand a chance against the thirteen member friend group who had been playing together since they were children.

“Shit, I found the sniper.” Hoshi gasped in Wonwoo’s ear, causing one of the last surviving members to groan loudly, smashing his thumb into the controller to run away because Hoshi hadn’t found the sniper.

The sniper had found Hoshi. And it had killed him.

“What’s their gamer tag?” Another teammate asked in Wonwoo’s ear, but he was only half listening as he ran from the location where Hoshi had died, not wanting to be next on the sniper’s chopping block.

“Wait, no way. It’s fucking FaeDaddy.” Mingyu’s voice always received more attention from Wonwoo than others, and he perked up, flexing his shoulders as he jabbed his thumb against the joystick.

“Who’s FaeDaddy?” Wonwoo asked- just as he took a bullet to the head, ending the game with a loss for his team. His eyes immediately went to the chat on the twitch stream, which had exploded, much like his brain.

A few guys laughed through the coms, and it was Jeonghan who answered. “Only one of the fucking coolest new streamers on Twitch. You really have been living under a rock for the past week.”

Wonwoo had been doing an extensive replay of one of his favourite open world games for the past week, so, to be fair, he hadn’t really been paying much attention to new streamers.

When Wonwoo turned his camera off for the night and settled in for bed, he tossed and turned, unable to get comfortable even in the silky sheets that his job as a well known Twitch Streamer provided him. He sat up, grabbing his phone to type in ‘FaeDaddy’ and he scoffed loudly in the emptiness of his room when her info came up.

Because of course FaeDaddy was a girl, and a pretty one at that.

In fact, as Wonwoo found his way to the streamer’s instagram and scrolled through picture after picture of gamer and egirl aesthetics mixed with soft grunge and horror- Wonwoo began to think she might just be the prettiest girl he’d ever seen.

Chapter 2

“God fucking damn it!” Wonwoo growled the moment his stream was over. He stood, pivoting and slamming his hand into the punching bag he kept in the corner of his room, ignoring the sting of it against his knuckles.

This was the fourth time this week that his team has battled FaeDaddy and her own group of well known twitch streamers, and - although it had been fabulous for all of their channels - Wonwoo was getting tired of losing.

Not that he even lost all the time- but his win ratio had been very high up until this past week, and now it wasn’t looking so hot.

Others like Hoshi may have been fine with dying - he’d had a low win ratio to start with - if it meant he had more people popping in to watch his streams where he screamed ‘horanghae’ before running into enemy fire- but Wonwoo was a seasoned gamer. And he was not happy about the way things were going- especially since joining a private discord between his thirteen friends, and the twenty new streamers they were interacting with.

FaeDaddy wasn’t around in chat all the time, in fact, she streamed less than most of the others, but when she was around, she always commanded attention- and it was something that was getting on Wonwoo’s nerves.

“She’s so cool.” Mingyu had said while they were at a bar, supposedly doing boys night… which had turned into the entire 95 line huddling around Mingyu’s phone to watch FaeDaddy’s stream.

This had made Wonwoo dislike her even more.

It hadn’t helped that she kept killing him with headshots, almost as if she had a personal vendetta against him-

Wonwoo’s phone rang, distracting him from his anger, and he brought it to his ear, eyes turning to his clock, which flashed 1:00am up at him.

“You’re not mad, are you?”

Wonwoo sighed, “why would I be mad, Mingyu?”

“Because Fae keeps killing you, and I think you’re one of the only members of our team who hasn’t really talked to her since our groups started interacting.”

“Did S.coups put you up to this?” Wonwoo collapsed onto his bed, enjoying the way air puffed up around him while he descended into his fluffy comforter. He couldn’t help the sigh of pleasure that left his lips. He was tired, and in need of a good sleep.

“Maybe, but hey, we’re just worried about you. We know you get… uh, competitive.”

“I get competitive?” Wonwoo laughed, “what about Jeonghan and Seungkwan-”

“They’re competitive, but they’ll still bend over backwards to let a pretty girl kick their ass if it means they get a chance with her after. But you?” Mingyu chuckled, “something tells me if anyone, let alone a girl, came for your title as top gamer, you wouldn’t hesitate to curb stomp them to death.”

Wonwoo smiled at his ceiling, closing his eyes and running a hand through his hair while he got comfortable, “good. Then we’re all clear on Fae testing me.”

Mingyu groaned loudly, “Wonwoo be nice.”

Wonwoo laughed again. It was as if Mingyu forgot his brand at times.

“I’m never nice.”

He hung up the phone.

Chapter 3

“Who’s gonna be there again?” Wonwoo asked. His hands were shoved into the pockets of his black joggers as he and Hoshi ascended the stairs towards the movie theatre.

“Just some of the other horror nerds in the chat.” Hoshi answered, beanie covered head dipping obviously to show Wonwoo what he was checking his phone even as the tired gamer trailed behind him.

Hoshi had dragged Wonwoo from his sleep, telling him that he needed a friend to hold his hand at the new horror movie some of their new streamer buddies wanted to go to. And because no one else was around - and those who were there, were streaming - Wonwoo had groaned, ran a hand through his messy curls, put on his glasses, a black hoodie with matching Nike air forces, and rolled with it.

Now here he was; regretting it, and they weren’t even at the movie yet.

Wonwoo was too tired to consider who in the massive mixed chat were horror nerds. He let Hoshi find the group in the dark theatre- the movie already having started. And when they sat down, Wonwoo was awake for all of five minutes (making the polite waves to the group of four dudes who Wonwoo was friends with in passing) before pulling his hood up and falling asleep… after all, who needed to watch the intro of horror movies anyways?

When things went south in the film, Hoshi would squeeze Wonwoo’s hand and he'd pretend he’d been awake all along.

His plan?

Flawless.

Chapter 4

Wonwoo was in a perfect sleep.

The kind of sleep that only comes when one is truly exhausted.

He’d woken up to work out at six am. It was a good time to go because no one recognized him on jogs. With the rising popularity of he and his friends’ twitch streams, it was harder and harder to go out without being stopped in the street by fans, which ranged from young school boys wanting an autograph and to talk games, to girls who made it clear they wanted to climb him- something he wasn’t that into.

Wonwoo had just been getting into a nice dream about a pretty girl when Hoshi had woken him up for the movie, and he had been annoyed the whole drive to the theatre.

So when Wonwoo had sat down getting comfortable in the red velvet seats, it had been all too easy to slip back into the sleep that had been interrupted- and luckily for Wonwoo, the dream and the pretty girl came along with the snooze.

Just as the girl of his dreams was reaching for him- something brushed by his chest.

But it wasn’t something in the dream- and Wonwoo was an extremely light sleeper- so when something brushed by his chest, he opened his eyes. And when he opened his eyes - a sudden awakening from a deep slumber - and saw the movie screen, which had a dark hallway and a girl who just in that moment was snatched into the air, a scream ripping through the small nearly empty, dark theatre they were seated in- Wonwoo couldn’t help himself.

He flinched, shaking and grabbing at the arm rests.

Wonwoo’s gamer reflexes kicked in, reminding him that something had physically touched him-

The gamer’s hand shot up, and his fingers wrapped around something boney-

“Oh-” A soft sound, causing Wonwoo’s head to turn to his left, eyes landing on the girl sitting in the seat that had been empty when Wonwoo had fallen asleep. It was her wrist caught firmly in his grasp-

And then she was laughing, and he knew exactly who she was from the sound of it, even as his eyes adjusted to the dark theatre and he pushed his glasses up his nose, releasing the beautiful girl’s wrist.

Because she’d laughed at him before.

Seated next to him was FaeDaddy, and Wonwoo was not pleased.

“Were you asleep?” Hoshi giggled on Wonwoo’s right side, and he sat up, pulling his hood down and cracking his neck. He was wide awake now, skin bubbling with rage and shame, he hated it when Fae laughed at him.

He couldn’t believe she’d caught him in a moment of complete vulnerability like that. She always seemed to catch him unawares in games- but this was a new level.

Catching him asleep?

Wonwoo looked at the screen, pinpointing whereabouts in the film they were. To his annoyance, it was an early possession, with the girl who had been taken, being simply returned the next day.

He couldn’t sit through this whole two hour movie with Fae next to him.

“Popcorn?” Hoshi whispered, holding the bag out to Wonwoo.

“No thanks.”

“Not you,” Hoshi scoffed, “she was reaching for some before you had your spaz and woke up.”

Wonwoo glared at Hoshi, grabbing the crinkly popcorn bag and roughly handing it to Fae, before sitting back in his chair and squaring his shoulders, pointedly focusing his eyes forward.

Wonwoo’s mind was racing, even as he played it cool. He was extremely aware of the girl next to him, and when she shifted, her knees pointed towards his - and one of them even touching and pressing against his own - Wonwoo had nearly had enough.

Her hand thrust the popcorn out, arm extending past Wonwoo’s chest towards Hoshi.

“I could have handed it to him for you.” Wonwoo whispered harshly.

“Sorry he’s so grumpy when he’s tired.” Hoshi immediately reprimanded his friend, also turning to look towards Wonwoo, who suddenly felt very boxed in. “He should go get a drink or some coffee.”

“That’s a good idea.” Wonwoo said, jumping at the notion of an escape plan.

He stood abruptly, moving past Fae so he could reach the main aisle, which took him to the doors exiting the theatre.

The moment he was in the light of the space outside, Wonwoo took a deep breath, looking from left to right to get his bearings. The concession stand was near the bathrooms, and his gaze locked on the flashing ‘popcorn’ sign, nose breathing in the scent of buttery goodness.

Wonwoo swallowed thickly. He’d been eating too much junk food as of late, and wasn’t too interested in the idea of food. When he approached the till, hands shoved into his pockets, one word left his lips: “coffee” and then he pulled out a bill, tossing it down.

“Cream or sugar?” The cute girl working asked, looking up at him from under pretty bangs. If Wonwoo was the kind of guy who liked female attention - like Jeonghan and Mingyu - he would probably have loved the way she smiled at him, but Wonwoo wasn’t the type to fuck around with girls.

He’d had a reputation back in uni, and had lived the life of one night stands, but they’d never been his forte. Wonwoo found it hard to like people - generally - and girls he slept with always wanted so much from him. They never seemed to realize that he’d placed them in the ‘fuck category’, even though he’d make it very clear from the start-

No, it was best to just be single until he found someone he was sure on- besides, Wonwoo enjoyed being alone.

The silence he was basking in while waiting for his coffee was a blessing- until it wasn’t.

He smelled Fae before he even realized she was there, his eyes lifting up from his phone, head turning, attention landing on the girl who carried a floral scent with her everywhere she went. She was standing at the till, getting the popcorn refilled, and in the light provided, he could finally see her outfit.

She was dressed in something similar to what she wore on streams, but where she’d wear black tutus, cute lil corsets and harnesses over crop tops- tonight she’d gone for a somewhat more incognito look. Black ripped jeans, a black turtleneck, and a halter harness with silver detailings that crossed over her chest, showing off her little waist and her amazing tits- Wonwoo gritted his teeth and looked back down at his phone.

Sometimes he wished being a streamer was as simple for him as it was for her. He could just be a hot girl and have simps drooling over him. He’d seen the way men reacted to Fae, how easy it was for her, and he definitely had his prejudices because of it.

“Hey.” Fae’s voice came just as her black combat boots moved into Wonwoo’s line of sight.

He sighed and lifted his eyes from his phone. “Hey.”

“We haven’t really formally met,” the girl with gorgeously dyed white hair said, holding out a hand half covered by the extension of her long sleeve. It reminded Wonwoo of ninja sleeves from old video games, but he’d never tell her that.

“I’m Fae, but you can call me Daddy.”

“Coffee?” The girl at the counter had obviously heard Fae’s lewd introduction, and Wonwoo was grateful for her interruption, which gave him the opportunity to move away from the streamer.

He turned his back to Fae, grabbing his drink. “Don’t you have a real name?”

Wonwoo made sure to turn just in time to catch the girl’s reaction- which was, in his vengeful opinion, the best part.

Fae was frowning, but it wasn’t as sweet as Wonwoo had thought it would be.

“It’s because I kill you all the time, huh?”

Wonwoo squeezed his coffee, his anger bubbling to the surface. Then he brought his drink to his lips and turned, heading towards the theatre.

He could hear Fae following him, and he sped up, eager to get back to his chair first so he could switch with Hoshi, who was more than eager to take the prize seat next to the hot streamer girl. Wonwoo leaned back against the velvety cushions, coffee in hand, hood up, and tried to get through the rest of the movie, ignoring Hoshi and Fae whispering next to him.

Chapter 5

“You look like you’re having a good time.” Mingyu said, falling into the booth next to Wonwoo, who sat, all in black as usual, nursing his beer.

“It’s better than last time.”

“What happened last time?” Mingyu asked, reaching for Wonwoo’s drink. The other streamer relented and Mingyu scanned the club while he drank, sipping eagerly.

“Last time, you all watched Fae’s stream instead of actually having boys night.” Wonwoo responded, taking the beer back from Mingyu when he was done with it. Wonwoo’s eyes fixed on the mark left from Mingyu’s lips on the rim of the cup, a pink tinge, and Wonwoo sighed, rubbing it away with his thumb. Of course Mingyu had already gotten some.

“No stream this time, you can be sure of that.” Mingyu said nonchalantly, relaxing more into the chair and stretching his arm behind Wonwoo’s shoulders.

“What do you mean?” Wonwoo asked, anxiety bubbling in him at Mingyu’s cryptic words and the confidence he had when he spoke them.

“I just mean, she can’t stream cuz she’s coming here.”

“She’s coming to boys' night?” Wonwoo couldn’t help the way his jaw had dropped, and he turned to look at his friend.

“Yeah.” Mingyu nodded, turning to beam at Wonwoo, his eyes briefly scanning Wonwoo’s face before he shrugged at his friend’s discomfort, “Hoshi invited her.”

“He invited a girl to boys' night.” Wonwoo clarified, unable to stop the edge his words had.

“He invited FaeDaddy.” Mingyu said pointedly, “she’s not just any girl.”

“Yeah, she’s the fucking nerd who keeps sniping me every time we play Fortnite.”

“It’s funny when you call other people nerds.” Mingyu chuckled, eying his friend, “when you’re the biggest fucking nerd of us all.”

Wonwoo said nothing.

“Besides,” Mingyu sighed, “it’s not her fault you’re bad at Fortnite.”

“I swear to god Mingyu-” Wonwoo could feel his blood beginning to boil, but before he could explode onto Mingyu, something caught his attention.

Fae had entered the club, and all of Wonwoo’s rage was extinguished in an instant, his words caught in his throat as his eyes ate her up.

She was in an all black outfit, like she had been in at the theatre, but where she’d covered up most of her skin for the late night horror film, she was now on full display.

Cute black shorts and a crop top exposed much of her flesh, which was criss-crossed in black bands from the harnesses she wore. The lines accentuated her small waist while drawing focus to her chest, and when Wonwoo’s eyes dipped down to the leg harness garter, he couldn’t help but appreciate the way it bit into her soft looking thigh.

“Still mad we invited her?” Mingyu asked, following Wonwoo’s gaze.

“Yes.” Wonwoo answered through gritted teeth, but even he knew it was only half true now. She was wearing him down, and he could feel it.

“Who do you think is gonna score though?” Mingyu pulled out his phone, “a few people bet on Hoshi-”

“Is everything a game to you?”

“Look who’s talking.” Mingyu scoffed.

“Who else is in the running?”

“So you are interested.”

Now it was Wonwoo’s turn to roll his eyes. He drank the last sip of his beer then crossed his arms over his chest, determined to stay silent and not to bite Mingyu’s bait again.

Luckily for Wonwoo, Mingyu could never hold out long when it came to keeping secrets, and soon he was listing all their friends who thought Fae was hot, and which ones were actually going to try to make a move.

Hoshi was a no-brainer, but next came S.coups, and this took Wonwoo back. “Really?” He asked, narrowing his eyes at Mingyu, “he really thinks he can handle her?”

Mingyu laughed, shrugging his massive shoulders as his eyes moved to the man in question, who was standing by the bar, “S.coups likes his brats.”

“Yeah, but he’s a soft dom who lets them walk all over him.” Wonwoo retorted easily, “I doubt he’s her type.”

“So you’re an expert on Fae and her type now, huh? You got that from one conversation with her at a movie theatre?” Mingyu teased, earning a shove from his friend. Mingyu continued giggling as Wonwoo ran a hand through his unruly curls.

“Girls like that- gamers like that-” Wonwoo shook his head, “she may come off as the daddy on stream, but girls like that just need to have their respect earned by someone who knows what they’re doing.”

“So should our money be on Jeonghan or Joshie?” Mingyu asked, leaning forward and following Wonwoo’s gaze to Fae again. She was at the bar now, joining all three members of the 95 line who had been standing there.

S.coups looked to be ordering drinks, and Jeonghan was the one chatting with Fae while Joshua scanned the bar, his eyes meeting Wonwoo’s. The two nodded at each other and Wonwoo stood up abruptly, “you should put your money on neither.”

“What? Why? Where are you going?” Mingyu rose to his feet too, watching Wonwoo with confused eyes.

“My guess is, if Fae gets with any of you, it’s going to be her decision. Doing nice things for her will only get you so far Mingyu, she’s used to her army of simps, remember?” Wonwoo said smoothly, “have fun playing around, but be careful not to get your heartbroken, Gyu.”

Wonwoo’s friend scoffed loudly and Wonwoo cracked a grin. If anyone was going to get Mingyu to stop his man-whoring ways, Wonwoo had little doubt that woman could be Fae. if Mingyu was even that interested, which it didn’t seem like he was.

Wonwoo could watch his friends fawn over Fae, giving her all the power and more, but Wonwoo would never be a part of it.

Chapter 6

“You sure you can do another?” It was S.coups whose worried voice split through Fae’s booze induced haze, and she turned to look at the man.

The pretty streamer grabbed S.coups’s chin instinctively, pressing her black nails into his skin and grinning at the older man. “Of course. Can you?”

S.coups swallowed thickly and Fae released him, quickly shifting her attention to Joshua before S.coups could think too hard about the way she’d just touched him.

Fae wasn’t a heart breaker accidentally. It was a trade she was well versed in, and she knew exactly how much attention to give any man to get them hooked. The trick was to always be rationing out her gaze, always shifting, and the men in front of her made it all too easy.

“Joshie? Another shot?” Fae asked, nuzzling up to the man’s side. He looked particularly pretty tonight, dressed a bit nicer than most of the people in the bar, Joshua stood out because of his confident demeanour and the classy aura that surrounded him, something Fae was extremely attracted to.

Joshua sighed. He was one of the more conservative of the new group of men Fae was hanging out with, but she enjoyed watching him break his little moral rules for her, even if it was just to have another drink. “Fine, one more.”

It was Jeonghan who waved over the bartender, ordering them all a refill of their shots. Soon, Fae was once again squeezed between Joshua and Jeonghan, eyes locked with S.coups’ as they all downed their drinks.

Fae let out a small sound, shaking her head and beginning to bounce in tune with the music. She’d noticed Hoshi on the edge of the dance floor, and said loudly, “This is a really good song, does anyone want to dance?”

Predictably, the white haired spitfire was quick to jump to her side, “dance with me!” Hoshi told her, grabbing her hand and stealing her away from his three older friends.

Fae liked Hoshi’s energy. She loved how eager he was to please, and she was more than willing to let him grab her waist, pulling her to his chest so they could dance.

“Are you having fun?” Hoshi asked over the blasting music.

Fae nodded, wrapping her arms around the back of his neck and swaying her hips, “the most fun!”

“How many shots did you have?” Hoshi questioned next, one of his hands coming up to cup the side of Fae’s head so he could keep her where he wanted her, his lips brushing past her ear with every word so she could hear him over the loud music.

“A few.” Fae answered smoothly, “you worried about me?” She teased, pushing at his chest so Hoshi would give her a little space, his eyes assessing her face again.

“Always.” He grinned, moving closer again.

Fae could read the situation, could see that Hoshi was about three seconds away from trying to kiss her, and she immediately searched for an escape.

Kissing one of the thirteen new boys she’d just been introduced to was the surest way to get herself in a lot of drama, especially since she wasn’t sure who her favourite was just yet.

“I gotta go to the bathroom,” Fae lied, slipping out of Hoshi’s grasp, “I'll find you later.” She told him before she moved fluidly into the crowd, heading in the direction of the bathrooms by the back of the club.

Just as she arrived, one of the doors to the small enclosed bathrooms opened, and a girl came out. Her hair was messy, her lipstick smudged, and she was pulling her dress down. When she saw Fae, her skin flushed a pretty shade that nearly matched her lipstick, and Fae grinned, about to congratulate the girl on actually getting some- when Wonwoo came out of the bathroom behind her.

The girl scurried past Fae, and Wonwoo made no move to follow. His eyes locked with Fae’s and he leaned back against the door, effectively holding it open. “Are you coming or not?”

“I'm coming, but I bet it’s not in the way that she just did.” Fae said, her response way more aggressive than she planned for it to be. She pushed past Wonwoo, grabbing at the door to close it, then she stopped, “I thought this was boys night.”

“I thought so too,” Wonwoo said as he moved away, heading back down the hall towards the rest of the club, “but then you were invited, so I figured, fuck it, might as well enjoy myself.”

Chapter 7

“No way.”

“No way what?” Vernon pushed his headset down, pausing the game he was playing to look at Mingyu, who usually didn’t react much when watching other people’s streams. “Did Wonwoo die?”

“No, he’s playing fine, but Fae just popped onto his stream.”

“What?” Now it was Vernon’s turn to be surprised, rolling his chair over to be near the bed where Mingyu was sitting. They both looked at the Twitch Stream chat opened on Mingyu’s phone, where, low and behold, Fae’s username blinked up at them.

“No way!” Mingyu repeated again, shocking Vernon some more.

“Is there something you’re not telling me?” Vernon asked, confused at yet another outburst.

“The other night at the club, Wonwoo said Fae probably wouldn’t be interested in any of the guys going for her. He said she has her simps already. But what if Fae likes Wonwoo!?”

“Don’t they hate each other?” Vernon tilted his head, leaning back in his chair, “I mean, they always end up pretty much just hunting each other when we play Fortnite and C.o.d and stuff.”

“They’re competitive, but I don't think they’ve actually talked much in real life.” Mingyu responded, his fingers strumming his chin as he thought his hypothesis through. “Also look, he’s just ignoring her comments.”

It was true, despite the chat blowing up with Fae and followers who wanted to see interactions, Wonwoo just kept playing Minecraft.

It was a Monday, and Wonwoo generally liked to just relax on Mondays, popping up a stream but not performing as much as normal- if you could call his normal twitch streams a performance.

“So should we put down money on Wonwoo?” Vernon asked, “I think I put a twenty on Joshua.”

Mingyu continued watching the stream for a moment, then he laughed, “we should definitely put our money on Wonwoo.”

Chapter 8

“Got something extra secret locked in there?” Fae’s voice made Wonwoo pause before pulling his key from the doorknob leading to his room. He sighed, resting his head against the door for a moment before standing up straight and turning to look at the girl who had followed him from the party in the living room.

“Got all sorts of toys I can’t have you getting your grimy hands on.” Wonwoo said, monotone.

Fae rolled her eyes, acting scandalized, then she crossed her arms over her chest, matching Wonwoo’s stance as he leaned his shoulder against the door. “Maybe you just think I could use your own toys better than you.”

Wonwoo laughed, “Now I know you’re just talking shit. A brat like you couldn’t handle my toys for ten minutes without breaking.”

“You should try me.”

Wonwoo took a step forward and Fae could feel her heart racing in her chest. He was so beautiful, his hair tousled and pretty, and it didn’t help that he was in an actual outfit for once instead of just sweats and a hoodie. His grungy athletic wear was perfect, and his combat boots looked delicious-

“Maybe I don't want to try you.” Wonwoo sneered, making Fae snap out of her lust fuelled trance. “Maybe I just want you to leave me alone, ever think of that?”

“Sounds impossible, no one ever wants me to leave them alone.” Fae said, blinking up at Wonwoo.

“Well I do.” Wonwoo said, pushing off from the wall, “so quit bugging me.”

God, watching him walk away just made Fae want him even more.

She’d been thinking about Wonwoo ever since the run in at the bar. The girl who he’d been with had looked pretty happy- and Fae couldn’t help but wonder what happiness Wonwoo could provide her.

“Fae!” Hoshi calling her name made the streamer turn, eyes landing on the happy white haired tiger at the end of the hallway. He was holding two drinks, and he held one out when Fae approached, accepting it with a smile. “What were you doing outside of Wonwoo’s room? Is he in there with someone?”

“Does he often have girls over?” Fae asked, picking up on the connotation there.

Hoshi shrugged, “on occasion, but usually he’ll blast music and be kind of discrete.”

“Kind of?”

“Well, music doesn't really drown out all the screams but, you win some you lose some, and at least he’s getting laid, right?” Hoshi beamed at Fae, then he grabbed her hand, “come on, Jeonghan’s making margaritas in the kitchen.”

Fae allowed the happy man to take her towards the kitchen, her eyes scanning the party as they went. She really enjoyed the group of guys she’d become friends with, even if it did mean dealing with two of them fighting in the middle of the living room.

“Hoshi!” Seungkwan’s gaze swung to the man next to Fae, and Hoshi touched his chest in a way that said ‘me?’ “get your ass over here! We’re fighting!”

“About what?” Hoshi asked, but he handed Fae his drink all the same, stepping forward.

“We’re fighting!” Seungkwan said again, not giving a reason. Hoshi didn’t seem to need one, and jumped in, wrapping his arms around Seungkwan and effectively lifting him off the ground while the younger man screamed.

“Fuck,” came a voice next to Fae and she turned with a smile to see S.coups, “what is it about this time?”

“I don’t know, and I don't think Hoshi does either.” Fae admitted, sipping her drink.

S.coups sighed, then he looked her up and down, “I like your outfit today, the harnesses are always cool, but this one-” his fingers reached out and brushed over the strap on Fae’s shoulder.

“It’s fun right?” Fae smiled, looking down at her body. She’d worn one of the sexiest harnesses she had, the bubble gum pink standing out against the black crop top and little leather skirt she had on.

“Where do you even get these?” S.coups asked.

“Sex stores.” Fae turned to look at S.coups, watching the way his ears flared red, his skin following a moment later. “I’m just playing with you.” She teased, pushing at his arm, “I get them online, and I have a friend who makes them.”

Just then, Fae’s attention landed on Wonwoo. He was standing with Mingyu by the open window, a red solo cup in his hand. Fuck he looked good, he looked so good- except that he was bending down, a pretty brunette girl whispering something into his ear that was making Wonwoo laugh, and Fae simply couldn’t have it.

“S.coups?”

“Hm?”

Fae grabbed the man’s arm and pulled him close, “who’s that girl over with Wonwoo and Mingyu?”

“Oh, that’s Hwasa.”

“Are she and Wonwoo-” Fae couldn’t even finish her sentence, but she didn’t need to.

S.coups immediately laughed, “She and Wonwoo? No, Wonwoo doesn’t date.”

“He doesn’t?”

Hoshi and Seungkwan both let out screeches as Hoshi toppled onto the couch, Seungkwan falling on top of him, and S.coups lurched into motion immediately, leaving Fae to her own devices, question unanswered.

She stayed watching, assessing the room, looking for spaces she was needed, but her attention always ended on Wonwoo, Mingyu and Hwasa. She was just about to head over, when Wonwoo stepped away from the trio, moving towards the kitchen, with Fae immediately jumping to intercept him.

“You’re following me again.” Wonwoo said when he opened the fridge, reaching for a beer.

“Not following.” Fae rolled her eyes.

“Don’t you have a simp somewhere around here to fawn over you?” Wonwoo asked, straightening and using the edge of the fridge to lever the cap off of his drink.

“Simps aren’t fun.” Fae stated, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Tell that to Hoshi, Jeonghan and S.coups.”

“And Joshua.” Fae reminded him.

“Of course, we can’t forget about the gentleman Joshua.” Wonwoo scoffed.

“Show me your toys.”

“Keep begging, princess.”

Chapter 9

The party was slowly dwindling, and Fae’s patience was running short. She enjoyed games, and this thing with Wonwoo? It was just another game.

A game that she intended to win.

She just had to wait for the right moment. He’d head back to his room soon, she was sure of it.

Know your opponent was a general rule for Fae, and she’d done her homework on the angsty streamer who had caught her eye. Wonwoo seemed to have a decent social battery, but she would bet money it would be running out soon, and then she’d ambush him, using his annoyed state to her advantage.

Guys like Wonwoo liked to pretend they didn’t want her, hell, he’d even said as much, but Fae knew better.

He might not enjoy her personally, but she knew he liked her body, just as she liked his. And at the end of the day, for Fae, sex was all about the body. If she didn’t like someone, she could always put a sock in their mouth to shut them up, not that she thought she’d be doing this with Wonwoo-

In fact, Fae was pretty sure that if she was able to piss Wonwoo off enough, she might be the one with something in her mouth, but probably not a sock. Her mind had been reeling the whole party, thinking about what possible toys Wonwoo had hidden in his room, and part of her was certain he had a gag ball.

Maybe he’d use it on her.

The idea made Fae’s skin heat, and she scanned the room again, eyes passing Wonwoo, Hwasa and Mingyu on the couch.

Fae’s fingers pressed into the sides of her cup, and she turned away, looking instead at Vernon, who she’d been having a nice chat with for the better part of an hour now.

“So we were playing call of duty last night-”

“You were?” Fae asked, brows narrowing, “you didn’t stream though?”

“Sometimes we play just for fun.” Vernon told her, “we double up and do split screens and make a night of it.”

“That actually sounds so nice.” Fae frowned, “my streamer friends aren't huge on COD.”

“Well you should come play with us sometime!” Vernon said, smiling at Fae, “but anyways, we were playing call of duty and Hoshi was trying to camp in this one spot-”

“Was not!” Came a screeching voice, and Hoshi rushed over, seemingly summoned by the mention of his name. “I was just there for a bit-”

“You were sitting in that one spot for ten minutes!” Vernon argued back, his voice raising. It was the first time Fae had seen the tie-dye clad man even semi upset about something, and the interaction made Fae smile. She could take the backseat for this fight, especially after Seungkwan came over to also argue Vernon’s point.

As the men bickered, she scanned the room, only to find Wonwoo’s spot on the couch empty. Mingyu and Hwasa were still there, sitting with their legs touching and laughing. The sight made Fae smile, Hwasa seemed nice, and she was gorgeous- Fae just didn’t necessarily want her all up in Wonwoo’s business, especially when that’s exactly where she wanted to be.

Fae looked around, not finding Wonwoo anywhere else in the common space of the apartment. She stood when it was clear he was gone, adjusting her clothes and pulling at the leg harness that had been slipping down her skin.

“You going somewhere?” Vernon asked, eyes looking Fae up and down.

“I don’t see Joshua anywhere.” Fae said, not a complete lie, “do you think he went back to his apartment?”

Fae didn’t miss the way Seungkwan and Vernon exchanged a look, nor did she miss the way Hoshi’s expression fell. “Why do you need Josh?”

“I heard he makes a mean Martini.” Fae responded casually.

“He’s probably back at his own place. Joshie, S.coups and Jeonghan keep all the drink mix there anyways.” Seungkwan told you. “Do you remember which apartment is theirs?”

The entire group of friends lived on one floor of an apartment complex, split amongst units of varying size. The apartment that housed the three eldest men was four doors down, and Fae nodded, “I'm sure I'll find my way.”

Besides, she wasn’t going to the 95 apartment, she was just going to Wonwoo’s room, which was down the hall.

Fae had been a little surprised when Hoshi had told her the party would be at Mingyu and Wonwoo’s home, but when she’d arrived to find Wonwoo had a lock on his door- well, then things had clicked into place.

By the way Mingyu interacted with everyone the whole night, and from the relaxed demeanour of all the men there, it looked like they entertained guests on the regular. From what Hoshi had told Fae about Wonwoo’s female escapades, which he only could have known from being in the apartment with some regularity, Fae’s hypothesis made the most sense.

Careful of any eyes watching her movements, Fae slipped down the hall, finding Wonwoo’s door. She paused outside of it, wondering if it would be locked, but when she turned the knob and pushed, the door gave way.

Fae slipped inside, carefully closing the door behind her and locking it before her eyes took in the room. Wonwoo had some cool light panelings on the wall that lit the space. They were always fun colours for his streams, but tonight they were a soft green, illuminating the clean room.

Next, Fae’s eyes went to the gaming station, where she found Wonwoo sitting. He already had his headphones on and looked to be in the middle of a game, so Fae made sure to keep quiet, not wanting to distract him as she snooped. His back was to her, and if she stayed still, she could get away with him not noticing her.

Wonwoo’s bed was a decent size, with pretty white sheets. For a moment, Fae could imagine the contrast of the gamer’s pretty curls against the snow-like colour of the pillows, and it made her smile. She was a sucker for tall, dark haired guys with a bit of curl in their hair, and Wonwoo was checking all of her boxes in the looks department.

Then Fae looked towards a bookshelf that housed books, video games and movies. She could make it there without Wonwoo noticing, so she slowly began to tiptoe over. It kind of felt like she was in a horror video game, many of which she was a pro at, and had to hide and sneak around the enemy.

She made it to the bookshelf without Wonwoo stopping his game, and allowed herself a few moments to scan the titles, comparing her tastes to his.

She was shocked at all the games he had, many of which were games she enjoyed as well. Then her eyes moved to the books and she was even more taken aback, a gamer who also enjoyed literature? And not just any literature, good literature, if Fae was any judge. His collection had a range of languages too, and Fae’s fingers itched to reach out and grab the book that read ‘Shakespearean Sonnets’. She wondered if it had dog ears or maybe even notes inside, written by the hand of a man who had felt somewhat one dimensional to her at first- but not anymore.

It was beginning to look like she’d pegged the moody gamer with a pension for horror a little off.

Fae was not used to being wrong about things, and her eyes once more went to Wonwoo at his computer. Then she looked at the punching bag in the corner of the room, which also housed weights and a few other little work out things- and her lust for Wonwoo’s form came rushing back- his personality and literature tastes be damned.

After seeing Wonwoo flinch at the movie theatre, she’d been paying more attention in his streams. He never got scared, even in horror games, and Fae was drunk on the power that came with knowing she was one of the only things that seemed to be able to get a big reaction out of the otherwise calm, collected streamer.

With all this in mind, Fae simply couldn’t help herself.

“Boo!” She said loudly when she was done tiptoeing around, her hands landing on Wonwoo’s shoulders. He jumped immediately, his whole body lurching before he was on his feet, spinning around before Fae could even process his movements. He grabbed her by the shoulders and slammed her against the punching bag, earning a soft groan from the girl who he’d just knocked the wind out of.

His eyes were wild, but after a moment, she saw recognition in them, and he let up slightly, lips parting as if he was about to say something- only for Fae to start laughing.

Wonwoo’s fingers pressed into her shoulders again and he narrowed his eyes, “what the fuck are you doing here?” He asked, voice low and demanding… something that didn’t work on Fae.

“Did i scare you?” She smirked. “You didn’t notice when i came in.”

“You never said anything when you came in.” Wonwoo let go of her, and Fae’s skin immediately missed the warmth his hands had provided.

“Okay, true, I didn’t,” Fae smiled wider, “but to be fair, i also didn’t tell anyone i was coming in here.”

Wonwoo hummed, moving away from her and back to his computer, pausing his game. “You wanna see the toys that bad?”

Fae bit into her bottom lip, watching Wonwoo with interest. She hated it whenever he turned his back to her, like he was doing now, and it just made her want to jump at his back and make him give her attention.

“I'm just curious to see your collection.” Fae said smoothly, watching the way Wonwoo’s shoulders flexed under his shirt when he moved his arms, typing something into his keyboard before his pc screen went black.

“I don’t date.”

“Who said anything about dating?” Fae laughed, approaching the gaming station and grabbing at the chair, rolling it towards her, which definitely caught Wonwoo’s attention. Finally. “Maybe I’m just looking for a good time.”

“Can’t you get that from someone else?” Wonwoo’s eyes scanned her up and down as Fae took a seat into the comfortable gaming chair, putting her hands on the armrests and letting out a sigh of pleasure from the way the cushions enveloped her.

“I don’t want it from someone else. I want it from you.” Fae said, looking up at him, “but i still expect you to call me daddy.”

“I’m not your fucking simps,” Wonwoo’s voice came out as a growl, and then he was grabbing a fistful of her hair, tugging roughly. Fae gasped, then let out a small laugh, looking up at the man who had rage in his eyes. “You call me daddy. If you’re good, you’ll be rewarded, and if you’re bad, well, you know how much I can hold a grudge.” He paused, and Fae didn’t miss the way he looked down at her lips, “Got it?”

“Yes, daddy?” Fae felt odd saying the word in relation to someone else, but she wanted Wonwoo, and if this is what it took to get him, then so be it.

“You didn’t sound sure of that- brat.” A hand smacked across her inner thigh and Fae jumped, sinking back against the gaming chair as Wonwoo let go of her hair and caged her in, hands on either armrest. He pushed the chair, moving it until it hit the bed. Now anchored, secured, Wonwoo tipped the chair back, maneuvering it in a way that only a man who knew his own gaming chair could.

“Yes, Daddy.” Fae said, firmer this time. She was spurred on by the sting that was still felt along her inner thigh, and she licked her lips with interest at the delicious pain.

“You wore this whole thing just for me, didn’t you princess?” Wonwoo’s new pet name was sweet, and Fae honestly kind of liked it. She spent so much time being the daddy, being the dom- it was nice to give Wonwoo control.

“Yes,” Fae admitted, feeling the need to be honest now that she was talking up to a dom that truly knew how to handle her, “but daddy, permission-” she groaned as his fingers roughly hooked in the front of the pretty barbie pink harness that crossed over her breasts securely.

“Finish your sentence, darling.” Wonwoo said, adjusting his grip on the harness and testing it again, lifting Fae slightly off the gaming chair as he pushed it at a new angle, dipping it so that the upper half was now nearly flat on the bed.

Fae let out a small sound of surprise as Wonwoo lifted her entire body by the harness, an inch or two off the chair, quickly flicking the seat out from under her body so she could be flat on the bed. All of this happening in a slash of percice movements by the curly haired streamer above her.

“Did I scare you that badly?” Wonwoo’s condescending tone made Fae groan. She sat up on her forearms, adjusting to look at the man at the end of the bed. He was pushing his chair back into its place at his gaming station.

“I just didn’t expect to be lifted by my harness today.” Fae said, still breathless. She wanted to fight back because of what he’d just done. He put her in a moment of vulnerability- making her literally fall- but the way he’d lifted her like that- the way it had felt with the harness pushing into her skin, which was still padded by the little cropped black shirt she wore-

“And i didn’t expect some fucking stalker to come sneaking around in my room.” Wonwoo said, then he snuck a glance at her over his shoulder, “You liked it though, huh?”

Fae watched as Wonwoo grabbed the back of his tshirt, lifting it up and over his head to reveal a strong back that went down to a small waist- she was shocked he’d been hiding that body for so long.

She knew he was ripped, she’d seen pictures, but this? He’d gotten bigger- in the best of ways.

“Liked what? Um?-”

Wonwoo turned to look at her. “First question, from me; you liked being tossed around.”

It was more of a statement, but Fae found herself nodding in affirmation, “yes, da- oh.”

“Did you remember what you were going to ask permission for, kitten?” He approached the bed, and Fae could help but appreciate his body with her eyes.

“Yes, I uh, calling you daddy feels weird. Can I have permission to call you something else? Like sir?” Fae opened her legs for Wonwoo, giving him the perfect spot to slot himself into, his hands coming to press into the bed on either side of her head.

“You’re a bit of a hypocrite aren't you?” Wonwoo asked, rolling his hips and pressing himself against Fae. The small girl had to fight back a groan, her hands grabbing at Wonwoo’s waist, skin on direct skin contact for one of the first real times.

“How so, sir?” Fae blinked up at Wonwoo, so distracted by his very being that she couldn’t really register what they were talking about.

“You get all your simps to call you daddy, but when it comes down to it, you don’t even like the taste of the word on your tongue. Do you, princess?” Wonwoo’s hand grabbed at Fae’s chin, his thumb slipping past her lips.

Fae sucked the digit diligently, looking up at Wonwoo and his curly haired glory. He removed his thumb, dragging it along her bottom lip and watching with interest as he played with her open mouth. When he let her go, Fae swallowed thickly, then she said, “I just don’t know if you’ve earned it yet.”

Wonwoo laughed, a short chuckle at first. Then he laughed again, sitting up, “you want me to earn it?”

“Yes please.”

A slap stung across her inner thigh again, the opposite side this time, and Fae yelped.

“Then at least call me sir, you little whore. And tell me your safe words before I fuck you stupid.” Wonwoo got off the bed, moving in the direction of his closet. Fae watched him go, wondering what he was going in search of.

“My safe word is Emo Boy.”

“Something tells me you’re lying. And that’s two words.” Wonwoo turned to face her again, amusement in his eyes and a switchblade in his hand.

“It fits the situation, don’t you think? Sir?” Fae licked her lips and moved up the mattress until she could rest against the pillows, opening her legs for the man at the foot of the bed.

“If you think it fits,” Wonwoo got onto his knees on the foot of the bed and approached her, his free hand touching her calf before sliding up to her thigh to squeeze, “you should at least sing the lyrics to me.”

“I thought you were going to show me your toys though?”

Another smack, in the same place as the last one, and Fae was left stinging even more this time.

“I thought you were going to show me your toys, sir.” Fae corrected herself, eying the switchblade Wonwoo was tossing between his hands now in contemplation.

“This is a toy. It’s just fun for me, not so much for you.”

Fae wanted to ask what he intended to use it for, but when his gaze went down to her right thigh, which was enwrapped in a bubblegum coloured strap, things became clear.

“Been fucking teasing all of us with these fucking straps for ages.” Wonwoo growled, his fingers grabbing at the band of fabric and pulling it away from Fae’s skin. “Don’t move.” There was a flash of the switch blade and Fae held her breath, biting into her lower lip as Wonwoo expertly sliced up the garter harness.

She didn’t even mind he was ruining her outfit, all that mattered was that it was incredibly sexy. His curls were falling in front of his face and he looked up towards the straps around her waist next.

“For a girl who likes to be called daddy on streams, you’re awfully eager to shut the fuck up and be my good little toy, aren’t you?” Wonwoo’s breath teased the exposed skin of her abdomen as he bent down, eyes trained on his work. Fae couldn’t talk back, couldn’t move to push at him in annoyance, because the cold blade was against her skin. All she could do was stay as still as possible as Wonwoo ruined yet another strap.

Once the thigh and waist harness was in shambles, Wonwoo collected it with his hand, tossing it off the bed. His gaze moved up to Fae’s chest and she couldn’t help the way her skin flushed after a moment of what felt like ridicule.

He wasn’t telling her she was pretty, wasn’t telling her any nice things, and it was making her squirm under his gaze.

When Wonwoo grabbed at her again, it wasn't for the harness. Instead his fingers came in contact with her black crop top, and he tugged at it, “this is going to be in my way.” He said, bringing the blade up to Fae’s shoulder, where he slid it under one of the crop top’s spaghetti straps. He pulled up, causing the fabric to snap, then he moved to her other shoulder, repeating the process.

“Take it the rest of the way off.” Wonwoo instructed, putting the switchblade down on the bed next to Fae before he got up and went to his closet again.

Fae sat up, pulling at the bottom of her shirt to get it under the line of the harness. The cold air coming through the open window felt nice across her skin, but it made her shiver slightly, her bare nipples pebbling. She’d chosen not to wear a bra, the harness acting as something like support. Looking down at her form, Fae was happy with her choice. She knew she looked amazing, now she just wanted Wonwoo to tell her as much.

“What are you doing over there, sir?” Fae asked, the dom title more of an afterthought than anything else.

“Trying to decide which toys you deserve to see today.” Wonwoo responded casually, but by the way his head was dipped, it also looked like he was on his phone, which made anxiety and anger flair through Fae’s tummy.

Fae sat up again, moving towards the foot of the bed, intent on going over to Wonwoo to look at his sex toys- only for him to say, “sit your ass back down.”

Deflated, Fae did as she was told, letting out a ‘hmph’ sound as she settled back onto the foot of the bed, sitting on the edge impatiently.

“Are you texting someone? Sir?”

“Who would I be texting?” Wonwoo retorted, putting his phone down on the table next to him as music began to play through his speakers, overpowering the muffled sounds of rock already finding their way under his door from the party outside- the party Fae had honestly forgotten about.

“Friends?”

“As if I'm going to tell them we’re doing this.” Wonwoo scoffed.

“You’re- you’re not going to tell them?” Fae cocked her head in confusion. The men she’d slept with always gloated about their romps with her.

“I told you. I don’t date. What’s the use in telling them I fucked you.” Wonwoo responded, “this means nothing.”

His words hung in the air, and Fae was shocked at how releasing they were.

This meant nothing. They were using each other for their mutual attraction, and maybe for their competitive natures as well, but that was it. That was all this would ever be.

Wonwoo wasn’t one of her simps, he wasn’t going to fuck her and then want to lock her down the next day- it was wonderful.

“I’m not going to tell my friends either.” Fae said pointedly.

“Good. We’re on the same page.”

He continued looking through what Fae assumed was a box of assorted items.

“This one.” Wonwoo said finally, turning and tossing something pink at Fae. The gamer girl easily caught the egg-shaped vibrator, knowing what it was immediately, as she had the same one at her own house.

Fae frowned and Wonwoo must have caught it cuz he cocked a brow at her, approaching the foot of the bed. “Disappointed?”

“I have one of these.” Fae told him.

“So you know how to use it.” Wonwoo said simply, collapsing into his gaming chair and swiveling it to face the bed. His thighs were spread invitingly, but his elbows were on the arm rests, his fingers pressed together in front of him as he watched the girl on the bed. “You interrupted my game earlier you little whore, I was busy. Be a good girl now. Take off your shorts, slide that into you- I’m sure you’re wet enough, and wait patiently while I finish what I was doing.”

With that, Wonwoo turned and faced the computer, the monitor lighting up a moment later.

Fae was in shock. She’d thought this whole thing would be easy. She would come in here, looking like a snack, and being a bit of a brat, and Wonwoo would just fuck her- now he was gaming again?

Something like rage shot through Fae’s body and she laid flat on the bed, wiggling out of her skirt and the cute thong she’d worn. She grabbed at the flimsy pink material, scrunching it up into a ball before tossing it at Wonwoo.

Her panties hit his computer screen, sliding down and landing on the keyboard. Wonwoo calmly moved them to the side, still not turning to look at Fae.

The streamer girl slid her hand between her legs, feeling the wetness there. Wonwoo had been right, a little manhandling, some tugging and ripping of her harness- that’s all it had taken to get her practically gushing already.

Picking up the small vibrator, she grabbed at the tail end of it, where a button caused the toy to buzz to life. Trying to get comfortable on Wonwoo’s bed, Fae brought the toy down to her entrance, rubbing it over her clit a few times before dipping it into her hole.

“All the way in.” Wonwoo’s monotone command came as he clicked rapidly at his mouse.

Fae did as she was told, enjoying the way the toy vibrated inside of her- but it wouldn’t be enough to make her cum, she knew from experience. Sitting up again, she worked on being quiet, her feet finding the soft black carpet that surrounded the bed.

Tiptoeing towards Wonwoo, she decided it would be best to get on her knees, just in case he got mad at her for not sitting and staying like a good girl- Fae was not a good girl, and the sooner Wonwoo realized it, the better. He might have some ‘fun’ ideas for foreplay, but Fae had her own, and she was pretty sure he’d enjoy her plans more.

Getting onto her hands and knees, Fae crawled the final few feet to Wonwoo, coming to be by his side, her hand finding his knee. This got his attention, and Wonwoo sighed, turning to look at her slowly, “I thought I told you to stay on the bed.”

“I wanna make you feel good.”

“What you’re making me feel, is anger.”

“Tell me something I don't know, sir, like, how big your cock is. Do you think I'll be able to fit it all?” Fae blinked up at him, knowing that this was the perfect bait.

Wonwoo sighed, “I guess we’ll have to see.”

He undid his belt.

Hook, line, and sinker.

Wonwoo swiveled his chair, setting Fae directly between his legs. “Show me that your mouth is good for something other than talking back.”

“Are you gonna continue playing your game, daddy?” Fae teased, enjoying the playful edge the name now had in this context.

Wonwoo clicked his tongue, “no, I think I want to watch this.”

“Do you like seeing me on my knees, sir?” Fae asked, continuing with her sweet submissive act as she undid Wonwoo’s pants.

The man lifted his hips, helping pull down his jeans and briefs, cock slapping up against his abdomen. “It’s a nice change.” Wonwoo admitted, settling down and watching Fae carefully as she shuffled forward. “How does the toy feel?”

“Not as good as your cock would.” Fae said, her hands grabbing at Wonwoo as she bent her mouth over him, letting her tongue loll out so she could swirl it around his sensitive head.

Wonwoo grabbed a handful of Fae’s hair, causing pain in the best possible way.

Fae groaned around Wonwoo’s cock, and he hummed in response, “look at you. All sloppy for me. Where’s your competitive edge now, huh?”

The gamer sucked even harder on Wonwoo’s cock, and his grip on her hair tightened, his hips pushing up, which caused his cock to hit the back of Fae’s throat. She gagged around him, but continued her work diligently, working her hand up and down on the base of him.

Wonwoo let out a chuckle, “so that’s your game huh? Eager to make me cum?”

Fae made a sound of affirmation and then she was being pulled off of Wonwoo and tugged to her feet. “I think I can beat you.” Wonwoo told her, letting go of her shoulders in favour of pushing down his pants and collapsing onto his bed, “come sit on my face.”

So that’s how this is going to be, Fae thought to herself.

She followed through with Wonwoo’s command, approaching the bed and moving up near his head. She swung her leg over his face, settling on top of him while she adjusted her hands to be on the bed on either side of his legs, her mouth going for his cock just as Wonwoo pulled her core down to his awaiting tongue, careful to avoid the tail end of the toy still lodged inside of her.

Fae’s eyes closed, her body focusing on sucking Wonwoo off while simultaneously being devoured by his own mouth. The eboi gamer’s hands had found Fae’s thighs and were digging into her flesh in a way that she hoped would bruise later.

She couldn’t help but grind down against him, moaning around his length when his lips wrapped around her clit.

She could beat him at call of duty.

She could snipe him in fortnite.

Hell, she’d even purposefully let him die one time when they’d been playing zombies on the same team in a group stream-

But it looked like when it came to oral, Wonwoo was going to be the winner.

Suck on his length and roll her tongue around it as she might, all of Fae’s usual tricks weren’t working. Wonwoo wasn’t coming undone beneath her like her simps usually did. He wasn’t whimpering and calling her a goddess, his hips pushing up desperately-

Instead, he was remaining the picture of control, while it was Fae who was coming undone.

A smack echoed through the room as Wonwoo’s hand came down on Fae’s ass, and she yelped, pulling her mouth from his cock in favour of using her hands.

“Fuck,” she groaned, pressing her forehead against Wonwoo’s thigh, her eyes clenching shut as she fought the orgasm that threatened to rip through her. Between the man under her and the vibrator still buzzing inside of her core- Fae was in heaven.

Wonwoo’s hands settled onto her thighs again, applying pressure and forcing her pussy to grind down onto his face, which made the pleasure even more intense.

Fae’s legs were beginning to shake, and that’s when Wonwoo spanked her again, but this time, the pain triggered her orgasm. Her pussy clamped down on the toy, walls spasming around the buzzing contraption while Wonwoo aggressively lapped at her clit, his hands returning to her thighs to make sure she couldn’t lift off of him even as the pleasure began to be nearly too much.

Fae gasped, fighting back her moans while her hand moved on autopilot, working Wonwoo up throughout her own high. The sounds that did slip past her lips were easily drowned out by the music coming through Wonwoo’s speakers and the dwindling party outside.

When Wonwoo finally stopped his motions, he roughly pushed at Fae, causing her to topple off of him and onto the bed. Then the man sat up, looking down at the white haired streamer.

“I won.” he told her.

Fae was still struggling to catch her breath, but her skin was alive with energy. She sat up too, once again moving to straddle Wonwoo, but instead of mounting his face, this time she was on his lap. She grabbed at his cock, lining it up with her entrance as Wonwoo rested his hands behind him, watching her motions. Then he chuckled, causing her to falter.

“What?” She asked, annoyance flaring through her at his shit eating grin.

“It’s just funny.” Wonwoo said, letting his head roll back while he cracked his neck, showing off his beautiful shoulders and bouncy curls.

“What is?” Fae sighed as she sank down onto his length, enjoying the way his cock pushed at the toy still inside of her.

Wonwoo groaned, wrapping arm behind Fae’s back while still holding them up with his one hand propped behind him on the bed. The muscles in his abdomen feathered deliciously when he sat up even more, no longer utilizing his hand to prop them up. Instead Wonwoo’s fingers found the bottom of Fae’s chin and forced her gaze up from where it had been appreciating his form, forcing her eyes to meet his.

“We haven't even kissed,” Wonwoo told her, looking at her lips, then he rubbed his thumb against the bottom one. “Yet here you are, riding me like a whore.”

“You’ve been too busy-” Fae’s words caught in her throat when Wonwoo thrust up into her, slamming the head of his cock into her gspot. She grabbed at his shoulders, groaning, “you’ve just been too busy talking shit, and I figured you didn’t want to be interrupted.”

Wonwoo’s fingers dug into her hip and then they were rolling, Wonwoo using his larger body to pin Fae to the bed. He grabbed at her wrists, securing them in the grip of one hand above her head. “You make a girl cum one time and she thinks she’s boss again.” Wonwoo seethed, voice low.

He rocked their bodies, moving slowly, but his cock was working alongside the vibrating toy, stretching Fae out more than she was really used to.

Fae pushed her head back into the pillows, moaning when Wonwoo grabbed at her jaw, forcing her to strain her neck even more as he ran his tongue from her collarbone up to her ear, where he nipped at the lobe. “No more talking back or I’ll stop, tie you up, and leave you here while i go back to the party.”

Fae wasn’t sure if she believed him, after all, this was his safe space. She doubted he’d leave her here in his room. “And if you do that,” Fae gasped when Wonwoo’s fingers slipped down from her chin to her throat, giving her a warning squeeze, “i’ll be extra mean next time we play fortnite.”

“So I'm the daddy here, and you’re the daddy as soon as we’re back in the real world, huh?” Wonwoo gripped her throat tighter, glaring down at her.

“Yes, sir.” Fae grinned almost manically when Wonwoo’s fingers only pressed tighter into her neck, cutting off her breathing and bringing a rush of endorphins.

“Such a fucking slut.” Wonwoo growled, his hips beginning to pick up the pace, which earned a whine from the girl beneath him. “You love this, huh?”

Fae could only nod, pushing up at the hand that held her wrists firmly to the bed while her eyes rolled into the back of her head, her legs tightening around Wonwoo’s waist.

“Cum for me.” Wonwoo commanded, releasing her wrists in favour of bringing his fingers down to Fae’s clit while his other hand moved from her neck to the side of her head, pushing at her cheek until half her face was all but buried in the pillows.

It was incredibly sexy for Fae to be pinned by her face no less, Wonwoo applying ample pressure on both her head and her clit while his hips continued to roll against her. Then his pinkie hooked into Fae’s mouth and she bit at it delicately, gnawing into the flesh and the metal band around the digit as she exploded on Wonwoo’s cock for the second time.

Wonwoo groaned, pressing his forehead down by where Fae’s neck met her shoulder, his hips keeping a steady rhythm while Fae’s walls fluttered around him. She could feel his tongue again, drawing a line across her skin, tasting, but never kissing, and she kind of enjoyed the way it felt.

With her hands freed, Fae grabbed at Wonwoo’s curls, tugging and earning another low groan. Then Wonwoo was pulling away from her, grabbing at her waist with strong hands, and flipping her onto her tummy. His warm palm was flat to her back, pressing her down into the mattress and causing breathing to be difficult in the best possible way-

“Tired of this.” Wonwoo said, and then the small, vibrating toy was being pulled from Fae’s entrance. She couldn’t see what he did with it, but she could hear him turn it off.

Then Wonwoo straddled Fae’s legs, flatting himself against her back and pushing into her again. They both let out gasps at the way it felt- with her thighs pressed together and laying on her tummy, this position made everything feel - for lack of a better word - tighter.

“Fuck. When was the last time you got laid?” Wonwoo groaned, teeth dragging across Fae’s shoulder and making her shiver at the stimulation, her hands bunching up in the fabric of the bed. “You know what, i don’t even fucking care.”

His hands went to her hips and he pushed himself up slightly, breaking the mock intimacy the first position had provided. The new way he fucked into her, with his hands wrapped around her waist, pushing her into the bed, made Fae feel so incredibly small- all these positions truly utilized Wonwoo’s size and his ability to man handle her and she loved it. Wonwoo rutted into her fluidly, and the sound of his hips slapping against Fae’s ass could be heard over the music.

Then Wonwoo was changing positions again, seemingly unsatisfied, not that Fae minded. He lifted her hips, positioning her into something like doggy style, her thighs still pressed together, and when he thrust into her, Fae whimpered.

If she’d thought the last position was nice, this was something else. This felt like he was breaking her in half, in the best possible way. Fae grabbed at the sheets harder, burying her face in the pillows and pressing her ass back against Wonwoo to meet his thrusts, his fingers digging into her hips to help her meet his rhythm.

When a hand moved from her waist, Fae was expecting the smack that came next, her toes curling and a moan leaving her throat. She didn’t even mind that he was now coaxing sounds - and orgasms it would seem - out of her as easily as he played his video games.

“Gonna cum again?” Wonwoo’s voice cut through Fae’s lust induced brain fog, and she muttered a sound of affirmation. Another smack landed on her ass, in the same place as the last one had, and Fae whimpered. “Use your words.”

“Yes, yes I’m gonna cum.”

Pain and pleasure shot through Fae’s body when Wonwoo roughly lurched her up by the back of her harness, his fingers slipped securely between the fabric and her skin. Fae arched, struggling to hold herself up with her hands while Wonwoo kept her in this shitty medium place, held just so Fae’s finger tips could touch the bed, but a majority of her weight was being held up by the bubble gum pink harness, cutting into her skin.

“Not yet.” Wonwoo growled, releasing her a moment later.

Fae, unprepared for Wonwoo’s movement, fell face first back into the bed, her hands just barely catching her fall, an ‘oof’ sound leaving her lips.

She could hear Wonwoo laughing at her a moment later, and then his hands were finding her hips again. “Are you pouting?” he asked.

“No.” Fae lied, hiding her face in his pillows as she felt her orgasm beginning to build again, having been only momentarily postponed by his mean manhandling.

“Show me your face.” Wonwoo said, “I wanna see.”

“If you wanted-” Fae moaned, almost forgetting her point before she picked it back up again, “if you wanted to see my face, you would have me in missionary, asshole.”

The growl that ripped out of Wonwoo’s chest was almost enough to make her cum, only for him to pull out of her and flip her onto her back, his hands shoving her legs open as he all but dove into her again. Wonwoo held himself up with his arms on either side of Fae’s head, and she grabbed at his hair, tugging the curls again.

“Fuck!” Wonwoo groaned, looking down at her with dark eyes. His fingers came up to her jaw, pressing into her cheeks, “you’re calling me the asshole?”

“If the headset fits.” Fae moaned, finding herself awfully funny in that moment even as Wonwoo’s grip on her face tightened.

His nose brushed by Fae’s and she blinked up at him, her laughter dying in her chest. Wonwoo’s lips were so close- if she wanted to, she could probably kiss him- but why wasn’t he trying to kiss her?

Fae tilted her head, bringing her lips closer to Wonwoo’s, but stopping just out of reach, her eyes looking up into his own.

“You want a kiss?” Wonwoo chastised her, laughing and earning a rough tug of his hair from the angry girl below him.

He groaned at the pain, hips faltering slightly as he continued to all but blow her back out. Wonwoo released her chin, instead moving to brush a strand of silvery white hair out of Fae’s face while she continued to glare.

Wonwoo smiled wider, “love it when you’re mad at me.” a pause, “all because i won’t give you kisses.”

“I don’t need your kisses.” Fae said, turning her face to the side so their lips weren’t close- only for Wonwoo to grab her jaw again, forcing her eyes back to his. But this time, she wasn’t met with a cold stare, because Wonwoo’s eyes were closed.

And then he was kissing her.

His lips were soft, much softer than the rest of him, and his tongue was warm when it slid across the front of Fae’s teeth, earning a soft whimper from the girl who pressed her chest up against Wonwoo. She enjoyed the stimulation of his hard muscles against her sensitive nipples, and Fae gasped into Wonwoo’s mouth, which allowed him to kiss her deeper, one of his hands coming up to cup the side of her face.

Fae’s pussy tightened around Wonwoo’s length as she teetered on her orgasm, and when Wonwoo’s teeth sank into her lower lip, the pain triggered her release. Warmth flooded through Fae’s body, her legs shivering on either side of Wonwoo’s hips as she clamped down on him.

“Fuck-” Wonwoo groaned, slanting his tongue against her mouth as he dug his fingers into her waist, his hips buckling roughly as he came too.

Fae grabbed at Wonwoo’s face, cupping it and kissing him deeply even as waves of pleasure washed over her. His lips kept her anchored, in an odd way, more so than his hands pinning her to the soft bed.

When his thrusts got slower, finally coming to a stop, Fae released Wonwoo’s face. Their kiss ended, lips separating, and for a moment they just stared at each other.

Then Wonwoo moved away, getting off of the bed and picking up his sweatpants, which he pulled on. Once he was half clothed, Wonwoo stood in the center of the room, looking at Fae and running a hand through his hair. He looked deep in thought, and Fae didn’t mind, she needed a moment to recuperate, even if he didn’t.

“So you’re not going to tell anyone about this?” Wonwoo asked, reaching down for the shirt that he’d cut up, and he played with the straps.

“No. Are you?”

“No. But how are you going to get out of the apartment without anyone noticing your shirt is ruined and your thigh harness is gone.”

“Toss me my shirt.” Fae sighed, sitting up.

The shirt landed on her lap a moment later, followed closely by her panties and then her skirt. Fae tied the cut up straps of her shirt to their original fabrics, then she stood and put on her clothes, opting to put her shirt over the top harness instead of working around it. Once she was fully clothed, her straps haphazardly fixed, Fae assessed herself in the mirror by Wonwoo’s closet.

“I need a hoodie.” She concluded.

Wonwoo said nothing, staring at her silently from where he was relaxing in his gaming chair, legs spread, hands in his lap.

“Give me a hoodie.” Fae said.

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Because.” Wonwoo stated. “You’re not my fuck buddy, you’re not my girlfriend, you’re not even my friend. I’m not giving you a hoodie, or you’ll never return it, or use it as a way to sneak back in here so I can blow your back out again.”

“As if you’re not looking forward to the next time you get to rail me.” Fae rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest. “But fuck you. Fine. I’ll get a hoodie from Mingyu.”

Wonwoo shrugged, “go do it.”

He stayed seated and Fae realized he wasn’t even going to get up to say goodbye. No hug, no kiss-

Not that Fae was expecting either of those things- in fact she preferred it this way, she was just shocked at how different Wonwoo was from any man she’d ever been with. In every sense.

“I’m gonna go fuck Mingyu.” Fae said as she moved towards the door, looking to get a rise out of Wonwoo more than anything else.

“You do that.”

When she looked back at Wonwoo, he had swiveled his chair towards his computer, and he was playing the same game he had been earlier, headset already in place.

With a sigh, Fae slipped out of Wonwoo’s room, quickly darting to the bathroom across the hall so she could freshen up before making her escape from the apartment. Once she was feeling semi clean, her hair back in place and un-tousled, Fae poked her head out of the bathroom.

There was still music coming from the living room, and Fae could hear voices. Sneaking, like she had when she’d ambushed Wonwoo, Fae was able to make it to Mingyu’s room without bumping into anyone. She found a hoodie right away, a simple black one, and tugged it on, covering evidence of what she’d done with Wonwoo that would have been obvious by the state of her clothes.

Adjusting the large hoodie over her small body, Fae left the room, heading back into the living space. “Hey Mingyu,” she said, approaching the tall man, “do you mind if i borrow this hoodie? I was going to go home but then i realized it’s a little cold out-”

“Yeah, sure.” Mingyu waved his hand, “just be sure to return it.” He winked at her and Fae’s insides flared with interest.

Wonwoo was a good fuck, and it had been fun fucking a guy who wasn’t bowing down to her- but at the end of the day, Fae did enjoy a soft guy every now and again- and Mingyu definitely fit her height preferences-

“Of course i’ll return it.” Fae said, reaching out and resting a hand on his forearm, “in fact, I’d like to try to see you try to keep me away.”

Mingyu’s lips parted and he looked her up and down, moving towards her-

Another clean hook, line, and definitely a sinker.

But then Fae stepped backwards, closer to the door, to escape. Her voice light and airy as she said goodnight, closing the door to the apartment that housed nothing but temptation.

Chapter 10

The white hair was a dead give away, and Wonwoo pulled his baseball cap farther down to shield his face while he waited behind Fae in line at the coffee shop. He hoped he could get through this entire situation without talking to her, and after all but breaking the girl’s back at the party a few nights before- well, Wonwoo wasn’t sure how Fae was going to treat him now, and he was still content with being rivals. Not friends.

But when Fae began to fumble with her wallet, looking for a card, Wonwoo couldn’t help himself. He had his money all ready to go, and he tossed the bill down, stepping up to the till. “A large iced black coffee, I’m paying.” he said, meeting the eyes of the girl working.

She nodded, taking his cash and ringing it through.

“You didn’t have to-” Fae began to say, only to stop. Wonwoo shifted his gaze to Fae, seeing the realization on her face.

“You were taking too long to find your card.” Wonwoo said pointedly, “i’m not buying you this drink out of the goodness of my heart.”

“You sure?” Fae grinned, and Wonwoo could see the mischief in her eyes.

“What are you even doing here?” Wonwoo asked, moving with Fae to the area of the cafe where their drinks would be set once they were done being made. “Don’t you have a cafe shop under your apartment?”

“I do, but Hoshi suggested this place. Said it had really good coffee.”

“He probably suggested it thinking he could take you here on a date some time.” Wonwoo leaned back against the wall, his hands shoved in the pockets of his black hoodie.

“And now I’m here with you, maybe we should take a picture and send it to him.”

“I thought we agreed on not telling people that we slept together.” Wonwoo said casually, reaching for his drink when it was placed in front of him. He brought the straw to his lips, looking up at Fae.

“I was kidding.” She rolled her eyes, grabbing her own drink, an iced latte. “Do you usually sit and drink here?”

“No. I should be starting my stream soon.” Wonwoo responded, lifting his wrist so he could see the time clearly on his watch.

“What are you playing today?” Fae asked, grabbing at her straw with two long, darkly painted nails.

Wonwoo watched with interest as the top of the straw disappeared between her pretty lips, and for a moment he was reminded of what it had looked like when she’d been on her knees for him. “I’m not sure if i should tell you.” Wonwoo breathed, “or you’ll play it too and pick a fight with me.”

“It’s not always about picking a fight-” Fae said, but then she broke into a grin, “okay, maybe it is.”

“You can beat me at any game you want today,” Wonwoo said, stepping towards Fae until she had to tilt her head to look up at him and meet his eyes, “but i still made you cum three times, which means my dick game is better than whatever you have going for yourself.”

Then he moved past her, leaving the coffee shop without another word.

Chapter 11

Fae’s eyes were glued to her phone, fixed on the grey dots that signified Wonwoo was typing. She shifted in her bed, feeling the smoothness of her sheets against her bare skin.

On normal nights, when she was horny and needed release, she would look up porn- but after her night with Wonwoo- porn just hadn’t satiated her the way he had.

So there she was, at one am, messaging her competitor, looking for something to make her night easier.

She’d texted him a simple ‘wyd’, knowing that the acronym would be enough to signify she was looking for something kinky as opposed to the few texts they’d exchanged previous, which basically consisted of her teasing him about winning and shit talking him.

‘Going to sleep. Bug someone else.’ Wonwoo’s response made Fae scoff, relaxing back against her pillows as she hit the call button.

He answered a moment later with a monotone “what.”

“Wonwoo-” Fae whined, twirling a strand of her hair around her finger, “i’m so wet-”

“Fuck, of course you are, you little slut.” came his response, his voice huskier on the other end.

“Do you still want me to go bug someone else?” Fae teased.

She could hear him swallow thickly, and it made her smile widen. “I don’t think anyone else could get you off the way I can. Or you’d be calling them right now, isn’t that right, kitten?”

Fae’s skin heated in reaction to his words. How did he read her so well? How was he able to flip the power structure so easily?

A chuckle sounded through Fae’s phone, and then Wonwoo was clicking his tongue at her, “make it worth my time. Tell me what you’re wearing.”

“I’m not wearing anything, that would defeat the purpose.” Fae responded immediately.

“I will hang up on you. Don’t test me.” Wonwoo’s comeback was sharp and it had Fae sighing, pushing her head back into her pillows while her eyes closed.

“I’m so wet Wonwoo-” Fae whined, her hand slipping between her legs.

“Do you have any toys with you?” Wonwoo’s question made Fae sit up abruptly, remembering that both she and Wonwoo had the same brand of sex toys- which connected to apps on their phones-

“Do you- do you want to control my vibrator?” Fae asked.

“Send me the link for your toy.” Wonwoo responded.

In under a minute, Fae was settling back against the pillows, the pink egg vibrator in her hand as she connected it with bluetooth to her phone through the sex toy app. She opened up the section that allowed her to give control to another app user through a generated link, copied it, and sent it to Wonwoo.

“Did you get it?” Fae asked, feeling almost breathless at the idea that she was actually using this function of the toy- she had yet to try it.

“Yeah, is it working?”

The vibrator buzzed to life in Fae’s hands, vibrating loudly then quietly, only to run loud again.

“It’s working.” Fae told him.

“Be a good girl and put it on your clit, but only your clit, do you understand?”

“Yes, sir.” Fae sighed contently, adjusting her phone on the pillow next to her, Wonwoo’s commands coming clearly through her speaker.

The vibrator was on a low setting, and it felt nice as Fae rubbed it around her entrance, getting the toy coated in her slick.

“How’s it feel?” Wonwoo asked.

“It feels good-” Her words hitched as the vibrator buzzed faster, making her toes curl against the bed, “fuck, really good.”

The vibrator continued to jump between settings, and Fae let out a whimper, biting her lower lip between her teeth. “Are you touching yourself too, sir?”

“What do you think?”

Fae moaned, bringing a hand up to squeeze at her nipple. “You’re so big- you almost broke me in half last time.”

“I should have. It would have taught you a lesson.”

A small sound left Fae’s lips at his words, and she pressed the vibrator harder against her clit. “You should tie me up next time.”

“Next time.” Wonwoo groaned on the other end, “you think I’m that pussy whipped for you?”

“Aren’t you?” Fae rutted her hips against the toy, holding her breath while she waited for Wonwoo’s answer.

“Admit you love my cock.”

“You know I do. It’s the best thing about you.” Fae couldn’t help but tease him, even as her orgasm built from the toy that he still had control of.

“And as much as i hate you as a person, your pussy isn’t half bad.” Came Wonwoo’s response, and before Fae could fight back, he said “now put the toy inside of you, and crook up your two fingers to make sure it hits your gspot.”

Fae quickly followed through, the toy slipping into her easily due to how wet she was. “Fuck, Wonwoo-” Fae groaned, moving her fingers until the toy was buzzing in a spot that had her teetering-

“Now rub your clit with your other hand and make yourself cum.” Wonwoo told her, his voice steady on the other end of the line.

“Are you gonna cum too?” Fae asked breathlessly, her fingers finding her clit to follow through with Wonwoo’s command again.

Wonwoo hummed a sound that sounded like affirmation, and Fae let out a sinful whimper, her pussy clamping down on her fingers, even as they pushed the toy up against her gspot, her other hand working her clit. “Fuck, Wonwoo-”

“Keep rubbing your clit baby, don’t stop.” He growled in response.

Fae clenched her eyes shut, her hips lifting off the bed with pleasure even as she forced her hands to continue their motions, despite wanting to just collapse. “Wonwoo-” she moaned louder, earning a soft groan on the other end of the line.

When she was finished, Fae let her hands fall to her sides, and the toy clicked off a moment later, from Wonwoo’s end.

“Is that all you needed from me?” Wonwoo asked, cutting through the quiet of Fae’s bedroom.

“Unless you wanna tell me about your day.” Fae joked, running a hand through her hair and letting out a chuckle. “Hey Wonwoo?” she said, when she was met with silence, “sleep well, yeah?”

“Yeah.” A mumble, “you too.”

The call ended.

Chapter 12

“I hate to say this,” Mingyu sighed, eying Wonwoo, “but I think you should slow down.”

Wonwoo’s grip on his fourth beer of the night tightened, and he scoffed, “then don’t say it.”

Mingyu shut his mouth and Wonwoo returned his gaze to the rest of the club, pinpointing the white haired beauty that was dancing with Seungkwan. Out of all of his friends, Seungkwan was one of the ones Wonwoo was least worried about, if you could even call his feeling worry.

Wonwoo had to admit, as much as he and Fae butted heads, she was fabulous in bed- and on the phone too, apparently. But he’d never tell her that. And it had been a while since Wonwoo got to fully let out his demon side, the side of him that enjoyed leaving red marks on a girl’s ass and being rough.

As much as Wonwoo didn’t like the idea of being attached, he’d found himself quite attached to what the girl could offer him. He was even starting to enjoy it when Fae talked back to him.

When she’d called him for phone sex two nights before, Wonwoo had been glad she couldn’t see him, because the distance allowed him to smile and laugh to himself when she was bratty, while still retaining the mean dom facade thanks to the phone call nature of the exchange.

He’d had a dream of her the night before. Fae had been flirting with someone in the dream, Wonwoo couldn’t remember who, but he’d grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and taken her to the bathroom, fucking her face first into the mirror and making her scream-

Wonwoo’s skin tingled with excitement at the memory, his gaze shifting to Joshua, who had appeared next to Fae and Seungkwan.

Now Joshua was someone Wonwoo was concerned with. He watched the way Fae reacted to the older man, tucking into his side and giving him a hug, beaming up at him with the biggest smile- she’d never smiled at Wonwoo like that, and it made something like anger surge through him.

Wonwoo brought his drink to his lips, slamming it, and then he stood.

If there was one thing being a video gaming twitch streamer had taught him, it was that he could make his dreams a reality, and he was not about to watch Joshua hit on Fae for the rest of the night, bro code be damned.

Now Wonwoo just had to find a way to get Fae away from his friends without them noticing.

First, the curly haired gamer went to the bar, ordering a shot and leaning his back against the hard counter top, his elbows resting on the surface, eyes locked on Fae.

It didn’t take long for her to meet his gaze, Wonwoo had been told his stare was quite piercing, and people were often able to feel his eyes. He was glad it helped him in this instance.

Fae looked away immediately, returning her attention to Joshua- but a few seconds later, she was looking at Wonwoo again. And this time, he motioned with his head towards the bathroom.

Fae nodded and Wonwoo smirked, reaching for his shot and downing it before he headed off towards the secluded hallway with single occupancy bathrooms.

“I knew you were pussy whipped-” Fae said the moment she turned down the hall, her feet quickly carrying her to Wonwoo, who held the door open for her, watching her slip past him into the bathroom with an amused half smile on his face.

“But you still came,” Wonwoo closed the door, locking them in and turning to Fae, “so don’t pretend you don’t like this too.”

He wasn’t sure who reached for who, only that Fae’s hands found his face and his found her waist, pulling her flush to his chest while their lips met, an angry clash of teeth and tongues.

Wonwoo pushed her back immediately, until her ass hit the sink, then he reached down, grabbing at her soft thighs and lifting so he could set her on top of the sink vanity.

Fae’s hand slipped between their bodies and she grabbed at his cock, making Wonwoo groan roughly into her mouth. He pushed up her dress and Fae moaned, wrapping her legs tighter around Wonwoo to look for some friction- but he was not about to let her dominate this scene, quickie or not.

Wonwoo pulled Fae off the sink, turning her around and pressing a hand to the small of her back, forcing her forward so she was bent over the vanity. “Cute panties.” he told her, grabbing at those next and tugging them down her legs just enough to get her pussy exposed for him.

He made quick work of his pants, pulling out his cock and lining it up with Fae. “You ready?” he asked, pausing just before he pushed into her.

“Just fuck me!” Fae moaned, pressing back against him.

Wonwoo laughed, and then he sheathed himself inside of her, groaning at the way her warm walls wrapped around his length. His hands grabbed at her ass, roughly squeezing and earning a moan from Fae.

She leaned forward, her hands holding her up, and Wonwoo loved the visual of it. He could even see her face in the mirror, her eyes closed, lips parted in a moment of pleasure- and Wonwoo decided he had to destroy her.

He wrapped a hand in her pretty silver hair, tugging her so she had to arch her back, this also gave him access to her neck, which he ran his tongue against. “Such a little whore. Getting fucked in a club bathroom by a guy you don’t even like.”

Fae whimpered, and Wonwoo watched through the mirror as she bit into her bottom lip, her pussy fluttering around his cock.

“Are you close already, kitten?” Wonwoo chuckled, breathing in her scent deeply as he ran his nose up the column of her throat.

“Yes, fuck, I’ve been so horny lately-” Fae whined when Wonwoo thrust into her roughly, releasing her hair and letting the girl slump forward again, her hands holding her up against the sink.

“I’ll take care of that.” Wonwoo promised, his grip finding her hips again.

Every smack of skin on skin was music to his ears, blending with the actual sound of club music that seeped under the door of the bathroom as Wonwoo worked on blowing Fae’s back out. He didn’t hold anything back, and something told him she’d be mad if he had.

Wonwoo was worked up, and he knew he wasn’t going to last long, but he wanted to see Fae when she came. He didn’t want her hiding her face, so as he felt the first jolts of pleasure beginning at the base of his cock, Wonwoo hauled Fae back to his chest again, this time by a hand wrapped around her throat.

“Look at me.” Wonwoo growled, watching as Fae opened her eyes to meet his gaze through the mirror. “Look how fucking ruined you are.”

Fae whimpered, her pussy clenching around Wonwoo which prompted him to move a hand to Fae’s clit. “Cum for me.” He told her, burying his face in her neck, his teeth nipping into the skin while his hips carried them towards their orgasms.

Fae’s pussy clamped down on Wonwoo’s cock when she came, whimpery sounds leaving her lips as she clawed back at him, her hand finding its way to Wonwoo’s curls as he sucked a mark deep into her skin, his hips smacking against her ass while his own orgasm crashed into him.

Wonwoo’s body knew what it was doing, moving on it’s own accord while waves of pleasure washed over him- and then he was slowing down, the aggression leaving his body with his release.

He let go of Fae when they were done, stepping away from her and pulling up her panties before fixing her dress.

“There.” Wonwoo said, assessing the mark on her neck, “you’re marked, and you have my cum in your panties. Have fun flirting with Joshie now.”

Fae chuckled, straightening and running a hand through her hair before turning to look at Wonwoo. “You’re fucking crazy.”

“Look who’s talking.” Wonwoo responded, heading to the door to the bathroom and opening it. The hallway was clear of people, thankfully.

“Are you staying for a while still?” Fae asked.

“No, heading home.”

“Well, I guess, I'll be seeing you.”

Wonwoo took one last look at the girl who was leaning back against the sink, a pretty welt already forming on her neck, her hair a mess, her dress skewed. She was an absolute vision, and he could hardly bare it.

He stepped out of the bathroom, “be seeing you.”

Chapter 13

The idea of a horror movie with Mingyu and Wonwoo had sounded fabulous. Sure, there would be a few other friends too, but Fae had heard about Mingyu’s fear of horror, and she had figured it would be the perfect way to make Wonwoo jealous, like she had at the club… which had turned out deliciously.

But when Fae got to the theatre, she was met with Hwasa standing close to Wonwoo, laughing at something he was saying, and Fae’s blood began to boil.

Heading straight to Mingyu, Fae launched into a conversation with him about the horror genre and horror video games. Mingyu had very little knowledge of the subject, but he listened, with a soft smile on his face, as Fae raved to him about the best horror films of the year and the difference between old and new horror, specifically ‘the age of CGI’ and it’s effect on the basic plot structure and even camera utilization within the genre.

As their group headed into the theatre, Fae snuck a peak at Wonwoo, who was following Hwasa and looked to be deep in conversation with the beautiful girl. It was at this moment that Fae realized Hwasa would be getting to sit between Mingyu and Wonwoo- and Fae’s jealousy surged to the surface again.

“Do you like horror?” Mingyu said, looking at Hwasa, and Fae leaned forward, turning her body to look towards the other two.

“I’m not a huge fan.” Hwasa admitted, looking stunning as she ran a hand through her gorgeous, dark, wavy hair. “Are you?”

“I’m not, but she is.” Mingyu motioned to Fae, bringing her into the conversation.

“Really?” Hwasa’s eyes widened, then she smiled at Mingyu, resting a hand on his forearm, “looks like we’re boxed in by crazies.” She laughed, looking instead at Fae, “Wonwoo’s a big horror nerd.”

Fae didn’t love the way Hwasa said this to her, as if she knew Wonwoo better- which, Fae realized, she sort of did.

Fae knew Wonwoo liked horror, he played a lot of horror genre video games, but she hadn’t really known he was a horror film fan- especially after he’d fallen asleep at the last movie.

Feeling somewhat threatened, Fae searched her arsenal of weapons in her mind, and then she smiled softly, pushing her hair over her shoulder and adjusting her shirt.

“Do you guys think it’s a little hot in here?” Fae asked, unzipping the zipper that ran up the front length of her tight turtleneck, which she’d worn to cover the mark Wonwoo had left on her. She’d had troubles hiding it at the club after Wonwoo had left, but she’d gone home soon after, and had been able to cover the mark with makeup the past two days.

But now it was on full display, and Fae grinned when she saw Wonwoo’s eyes find the mark. He looked up at her pointedly, then turned, facing the screen which was playing a movie trailer.

Fae narrowed her eyes, dejected, but Mingyu began to chat with her about the temperature of the theatre, and he was kind enough to ignore the mark on her neck. Wonwoo returned to his conversation with Hwasa, and Fae did her best to distract herself.

Soon, the movie was starting. But Fae could hardly even pay attention, her focus continuously shifting to Hwasa and Wonwoo.

When the first jump scare came, and Hwasa grabbed Wonwoo’s hand, Fae had had enough. “I’ll be right back.” She whispered to Mingyu, before standing and leaving the theatre, heading out of the row past their other friends so she could avoid Wonwoo and Hwasa.

The sudden light of the concession area was a big difference from the darkness of the theatre, and Fae sighed, heading towards the washrooms where she could get some water from the fountain.

She felt a little calmer after getting a drink, and she stood straight, pulling out her phone and running a hand through her hair. Fae checked the time, groaning when she saw they were only twenty minutes into the two hour long movie- could she really sit there that long? While Wonwoo and Hwasa grabbed at each other two seats away?

“Are you okay?”

Fae spun around to see Wonwoo standing there, and she was shocked at his sudden appearance. “Yeah. You?” she lied.

Wonwoo rolled his eyes, then he looked around, making sure no one was watching them, but the theatre was fairly deserted, as it always was with late show times on weekdays. He stepped towards her, which forced Fae to tip her head to look up at him. She pressed her lips together in anger, narrowing her eyes.

“Don’t lie to me.” Wonwoo said to her, stepping closer, which prompted Fae to move back, her ass hitting the wall. “You’re jealous.”

“Me? Jealous?!” Fae scoffed, rolling her eyes-

But then Wonwoo was grabbing her hand, and dragging her into the bathrooms, finding the single occupancy one like he had in the club. Then he slammed Fae against the door, closing it with her body and reaching out to lock it while he looked into her eyes, “i thought I told you not to fucking lie to me.” he growled.

Instead of saying anything, Fae grabbed the back of his neck, dragging his lips to hers. She kissed him desperately, clawing at his hoodie and pressing her chest up to his.

Wonwoo kissed her back, his hand finding the door next to her head, boxing her in- then his other hand found her throat, and he pinned her to the door with it. “They’re going to notice we’re gone.”

“Not if we do this quick.” Fae whimpered, blinking up at him with need.

Wonwoo studied her, his eyes dipping to her lips, and then he was kissing her again, giving in.

Fae’s fingers found the front of Wonwoo’s pants and she undid them hurriedly before moving to her own. She’d worn a skirt, and it was easy enough for her to push it up, moving back until she hit the sink. She lifted herself onto it and spread her legs for Wonwoo, who immediately slotted himself between them.

He pressed two digits against the fabric of her panties, groaning into her mouth, “always so wet for me.” he pushed her panties to the side, his fingers sinking into her and crooking up, making Fae mewl desperately, tugging at Wonwoo’s curls.

He pulled his fingers out of her, bringing them to Fae’s lips and she eagerly accepted them, sucking her wetness off of his digits while Wonwoo lined himself up with her core, pressing into her inch by inch.

Fae moaned around Wonwoo’s digits, which he removed in favour of grabbing her hair, tugging and making Fae expose her neck to him. “Did you think it was funny showing off your hickey?” He growled.

“Yes.” Fae moaned, closing her eyes in ecstasy as Wonwoo began thrusting into her.

“Did you also think it was funny to sit next to Mingyu and flirt with him?”

Fae opened her eyes, looking at Wonwoo, then she laughed, “now who’s jealous?”

Wonwoo didn’t respond, instead he smashed his lips to hers, letting go of Fae’s hair so he could dig his fingers into her waist, anchoring her while his hips drove them both closer and closer to their highs.

Fae moved her kisses to Wonwoo’s neck, and her teeth grazed his skin. “I want to mark you.” She told him, nipping at his earlobe and enjoying the way his body shivered in reaction, “it’s only fair.”

“Fine, but not a big one.” Wonwoo warned.

“Or what?” Fae grinned, pressing a kiss to his throat.

“Or next time you come to me for a booty call, i’ll say no.”

“Liar.” Fae laughed, attaching her mouth to his neck and sucking, her tongue moving out to soothe the skin as she did so.

Wonwoo groaned, his thrusts getting even more forceful.

Neither of them had to warn the other that they were going to cum, they could both sense it, already becoming familiar with each other’s body. They came together, Fae’s orgasm milking Wonwoo for everything he was worth, and they were left clawing at each other and gasping into open mouthed kisses, hair tousled from tugging.

When Wonwoo’s hips came to a stop, he didn’t immediately move away from her, and Fae blinked at him, staying still, not wanting to break the spell or the moment. Then Wonwoo said, “we should get back to the movie.”

Fae nodded, swallowing and licking her lips, “you can go, I need a minute to fix myself. I’ll go buy popcorn or something so it explains why I was gone longer than you.”

Wonwoo nodded, moving out from between Fae’s legs. He tucked himself back into his pants, then looked in the mirror behind Fae, groaning, “this is a pretty big mark.”

“Deal with it, crybaby.” Fae laughed, reaching out and grabbing at Wonwoo’s hood, which she pulled up and fixed over his curls, “there, it’s covered now.”

Wonwoo looked down at her, not saying anything, and for a moment, Fae thought maybe she should kiss him, then he was looking down at his watch.

“Okay, see you back in the theatre.”

Chapter 14

Wonwoo was exhausted, his hair a mess, his tshirt falling half off one shoulder, and in great need of coffee. Trudging to the kitchen, he heard voices before he arrived.

It wasn’t uncommon for the guys to wander into each other’s apartments in the morning, groups forming to have breakfast. Mingyu was a fabulous cook, so they usually had at least one stray streamer every morning, waiting for papa Gyu to cook up a meal.

It smelt like fried rice, and Wonwoo groaned with pleasure, drawing the eyes of the men in the kitchen as he entered.

“You look like shit.” Jeonghan laughed.

“Fuck off.” Wonwoo stretched his arms over his head, taking a seat at the kitchen counter.

“Is that a hickey!?” Hoshi’s voice came from behind Wonwoo, and he turned in his chair to see a few more guys in their living room, their eyes all on him, and more specifically, his neck.

“No.” Wonwoo said. He never had hickeys-

But then he remembered what had happened the night before and he felt his entire body rush with heat.

“Your ears are turning red! It is a hickey!” Hoshi screeched.

Wonwoo smacked his hand over his neck as a storm of questions brewed behind him, with Hoshi leading the pack, “when did you even get that? And who gave it to you? What the fuck Wonwoo, do you have a girlfriend?!”

“You know what,” Wonwoo said, standing, “I think I’ll go out for coffee.”

Chapter 15

He’d pushed her against her wall as soon as Wonwoo had entered Fae’s apartment. His lips had been aggressive against her own, his tongue dominating her mouth, fingers grabbing at her thigh to hike it onto his waist.

Fae hadn’t complained, she’d allowed her part time fuck buddy part time competitor to tear her shirt off before he’d even said hello, and once her tits were exposed to him, he finally stopped, eyes taking her in.

Wonwoo licked his lips, hand sliding up from Fae’s waist until his thumb brushed just under her breast- then he looked up at her, “the mark you left is too big.”

“Hmm?” Fae smiled up at him, capturing one of his curls between two fingers and tugging, watching it bounce back into place.

“The mark you left, on my neck.” Wonwoo pushed her harder into her wall, resting his forehead against hers while he looked down at her, “I can't even enter my apartment without being bombarded with questions.”

Fae’s smile widened and Wonwoo grabbed at her throat, “of course this makes you happy.” he seethed.

He kissed her roughly, bending down so he could lift her, forcing her legs around his waist so he could carry her through her apartment towards her bedroom. He’d never been to her place before, but he found the way easily enough, and soon Wonwoo was tossing Fae onto her bed.

There was less talking now that they were familiar with each other’s bodies. Their mouths were more pleasantly occupied than they had been before, tongues clashing in a delicious way instead of lashing out at each other.

Wonwoo made Fae cum twice on his fingers before rewarding her with his cock, and when he was fully inside of her, flattening his body over her smaller one and pushing her into the bed, nothing else really mattered. They were lost in the experience, lost in the feeling of each other, minds shut off from all the outside bickering that their relationship often had.

When they were done, Wonwoo rolled off of Fae, and they laid there, panting, shoulder to shoulder, trying to slow their racing hearts.

“Are you hungry?” Fae asked after a moment, sitting up. “I got takeout right before you showed up.”

“And you let me fuck you while your food got cold?” Wonwoo laughed, running his hands through his hair and stretching, which showed off his beautiful muscles and made Fae want to ignore her food a second time.

“It’s called having priorities. Besides, I knew you’d make me cum fast.” Fae said, heading to her bathroom to freshen up a little. She grabbed the silky kimono housecoat she had in the bathroom and put it on, covering her nude body, then went to her kitchen.

Wonwoo was unloading her takeout from it’s bag. He was shirtless and wearing only his sweatpants, which hung low on his hips and made Fae’s mouth water more than the food.

The kitchen was quiet, the two of them working together to serve food onto plates, and then Fae suggested they move to the living room and watch something while they ate.

They ended up spending so much time bickering over movies on Netflix that by the time they settled on a horror that, shockingly, neither of them had seen before, they were already done eating.

It felt kind of odd to be next to Wonwoo, shoulder to shoulder, watching a movie. Sure they’d been to two movies at a theatre together already, for group things, but it had been a very different setting.

As the movie progressed, Fae decided to give in to her need for contact, and she rested her head on Wonwoo’s shoulder, only to be rewarded by his hand finding her thigh. They stayed that way the whole movie, and when it was over, Fae realized Wonwoo had fallen asleep, his head tipped slightly back and utilizing the couch to hold his body up.

With a small chuckle to herself, Fae managed to move away from the sleeping gamer, pleased that it didn’t wake him.

She looked at his beautiful resting face, enjoying the fact that she was allowed to see him in these vulnerable moments.

For a moment she considered going and laying on the couch, falling asleep with him, but then she realized she loved her beauty sleep and her bed far too much. And as she snuggled under her covers, she also realized that if she’d stayed with Wonwoo, it would have made the change in their relationship even more obvious.

It was a change she couldn’t ignore anymore, but Fae pushed the confusion out of her mind, willing herself to sleep, and soon she was as passed out as the man on her couch.

Chapter 16

“Fuck, how did that even happen?” Fae’s voice screamed through Wonwoo’s headset, and he immediately turned his avatar to head off towards where Fae’s revive beacon was dinging.

They were in the middle of a zombie game with a few other of their friends, and Wonwoo was eager to revive Fae before the round got even more intense, the number of zombies increasing with each passing second.

“That was bullshit!” Fae continued to rave, causing a few of their friends to laugh through their headseats.

Wonwoo smiled to himself, eyes darting to the camera that was on him, streaming his every move.

“I’m coming to revive you.” Hoshi sounded in Wonwoo’s ear.

“I got it.” Wonwoo said, turning the corner in the game and reaching Fae’s downed avatar.

There was silence, and then Fae saying “thank you” as her character hopped back to her feet, immediately taking out the zombies that had been closing in on Wonwoo while he helped her.

“We need to get to station three.” Wonwoo told her, already heading off in the direction of the next check point they needed to reach and turn on to complete the game.

“I’m right behind you.” Fae responded.

They covered each other all the way back to the station, where the other players were fighting zombies.

Even while surrounded by others, Wonwoo kept a close eye on Fae, making sure she didn’t run backwards into any zombies, which he’d noticed she had a tendency to do sometimes when she got frazzled in game.

They completed the game and Wonwoo said goodbye to his stream, turning it off and standing, stretching his hands over his head. He hadn’t slept that well on Fae’s couch, but when he’d woken up at three am to find himself alone in the dark room, he hadn’t had the energy to go home.

Wonwoo had left at around nine am, Fae hadn’t been awake yet, and he hadn’t talked to her other than on stream with thousands of eyes of fans on them.

He grabbed his phone, ready to call Fae, when her name appeared on his screen. She’d beaten him to it.

“Hey.” He answered, walking through his room to the window, which was propped open and allowed the nice evening air to wash over him.

“Hey.” Fae responded, “so you slipped out this morning.”

“Had to go for a run.” Wonwoo said, “didn’t think you’d want me to stay for breakfast.”

He let the words hang in the air, his body tensed, waiting for rejection.

“It would have been fine if you stayed.”

Wonwoo’s fist unclenched at his side, “really?” he hummed, “what happened to just being fuck buddies?”

“You’re the one who said we’re not fuck buddies - or even friends - remember? And besides, you marked me, so if you’re suggesting that you’re not interested-”

“Don’t get your panties in a twist, I’m playing with you.” Wonwoo collapsed into his gaming chair, smiling, “I'm interested in having breakfast with you, especially if you’re my meal.”

“That can be arranged.”

He could hear Fae smiling on the other end and he shifted, adjusting his pants, “fuck, you have no idea what you do to me-”

“You could tell me,” Fae responded lightly, “or you could come over and show me.”

“Two nights in a row, sounds sketchy.”

“Get your ass over here loser.” Fae laughed, “and bring takeout, I’m hungry.”

“Any takeout in specific?” Wonwoo couldn’t believe he was humouring her.

“Something already cold, that way we don’t have to worry about it while you blow my back out.”

Wonwoo chuckled, shaking his head at the situation he’d found himself in. “sounds like a deal.”

⇢ Pairing: Wonwoo x Original Character (Fae) ⇢ Warnings (18+) : mentions of toy use and exhibitionism, ‘pain slut’ (affectionate), it’s straight smut, but like- it’s still somehow soft. ⇢ Word Count: 750 words - 50 words shown in teaser

“Stop that,” Wonwoo growled, eyes locking on Fae’s mouth, which had just wrapped around one of his fingers as he shoved her face into the pillows and fucked her like their lives depended on it. He tried to pull his hand away from Fae, but that only aided the girl in getting the silver band off of his pinkie.

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