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Daydreaming

XIUMIN X Y/N

Genre: It’s safe to say that this is fluff with a little bit of Angst on the side.

AN: Here I am again after a very looong hiatus. Only this time, I won’t be serving you guys some steamy smut. I wanted to write something cute for Xiumin since I’ve been feeling giddy these days. I hope this gives you as much excitement as the smut one shots I’ve done.

Alsooo, try listening to EXO’s Heaven as the background music for this. ^_^

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Today was a perfect day for a trip to the amusement park. It was in the middle of autumn- not to hot and not too cold, just right. The ice cream cone that you were holding started to drip on your fingers sending you a signal that you have been staring at a father-daughter tandem for too long.

You couldn’t help it. The sight reminded you of someone. You watched intently as the father carried his sleeping daughter to the bench. Guess this girl had a fun day at the park. He held his hand up in the air to shield his girl’s eyes from the sunlight and you couldn’t help but smile as flashbacks appeared right before your eyes.

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It was your final year in Uni and you wanted to be remembered as the girl with the best glow up. You entered the cosmetics store in hopes of going back to your dorm with a bag full of new makeup to try.

You scanned the lipstick aisle and started picking out 3 different shades of red. Red lipsticks were your thing. Although you’ve never actually gotten it smeared all over your face because of too much kissing, making out, and grabbing just like what the myths told you about your stay in Uni. But that was fine. At least you were still on your final year and you still had hope.

And if you could make out with anyone, you would have definitely picked Kim Minseok from the Theatre Club. He was two years ahead of you and he was in charge of the recruitment of new club members during the Freshmen Orientation. And you’ve only had eyes for him ever since which is why you joined the Theatre Club even if you didn’t even have any acting experience or whatsoever.

He always landed the male lead. Which meant he always had big roles and big scenes, some of them you’d rather not watch because a sudden pang on your chest would pull you out of consciousness. Not even exaggerating this part. You literally fainted the first time you saw him kiss the female lead during practice.

You’ve always worked backstage and you were okay with that. After all, your goal in joining wasn’t to actually be on stage. It was to keep a close distance between you and the love of your life who you knew would never be yours. He never even looked at you, not even once.

Come to think of it, there was actually one time. When you pulled a different lever sending the sandbags, holding the props in place, in the air and landing on the acting coach’s head and knocking him out. You could’ve sworn he smiled at you that time because the acting coach annoyed the living hell out of him.

You finished picking your new makeup and went straight to the counter so you could pay. You watched as the cashier punched in the items one by one while the other lady put it in a paper bag. “That will be 256 dollars.” She smiled.

You reached inside your bag for your wallet. And reached even deeper. And deeper…

You gave the cashier an awkward smile after you realized what a sticky situation you were in. “Is there something wrong?” She finally asked.

You were still looking for your wallet inside of your bag when a thought finally hit you. “I’m sorry. It seems like I forgot to take my wallet when I switched my bags today.” You said with a mix of concern and humiliation in your voice.

The two ladies exchanged a look that said I-KNOW-SHE-DOESN’T-HAVE-MONEY-AND-SHE’S-TRYING-TO-PUT-ON-A-SHOW. You hated being insulted like that. Because you had no love to protect, all of your sassiness went into protecting your pride.

You took your phone out and landed it on top of the counter. “See this? This is the new Note 20 Ultra. I’m gonna leave it here and go back to my dorm to get my wallet and come back to pay the price of the items I picked out and maybe even give you a tip even if you’re trying to insult me right now.” You turned your back on them and headed straight to your dorm.

You walked back inside the shop when you finally got your wallet and you were startled to see one of the two ladies approaching you. She was all smiles and it gave you the chills because you were certain you’ve seen that smile in a horror movie before.

“I’m sorry that you had to go back to your dorm, Ma’am.” She greeted you while handing the paper bag full of the cosmetics you picked out and your phone. “A young man came in just moments after you went out and paid for everything. He just told me to relay a message to you which is on your phone.”

I took a look at my phone and an on-screen note appeared.

“Bet you’re curious about who I am. Come and meet me at the coffee shop across the street. I’ll be wearing a gray hoodie. I’ll see you.”

Okay. His message definitely spiked up some creepy vibes.

Is he a stalker?

Is he a murderer?

Is he going to ask for sex because he paid for your makeup?

You clutched your chest tightly as you started to make your way towards the coffee shop he mentioned. You were scared about who he could be. But you were actually raised right so you knew that the right thing to do was give him back his money.

Thoughts were dancing inside your head. Panic started to kick in the moment your feet landed in front of the door of the café.

If he’s a bad person, he wouldn’t ask to meet at such a crowded place right?

Besides, the ladies were in such a good mood after seeing him. Maybe he’s got looks?

You pushed the door and stepped inside immediately eyeing someone wearing a gray hoodie. As you started to walk towards his table, another guy joins him which sent you to a cloud of confusion. It was only then that you realized that almost 50% of the people inside the café were wearing gray hoodies.

Was he trying to toy with you?

“One Caramel Macchiato for Y/N!” The Barista’s voice snapped you back to reality.

Wait. You just got here. How the hell does she know your name? And how could you have possibly ordered your favorite drink without you actually ordering it?!

You stood in place and watched as a guy stood up from his seat and claimed the drink.

The Barista’s face immediately lit up when he saw the guy standing in front of him. Now you were even more curious. You walked towards the guy and felt your soul leave your body when you finally found out who he was.

“Kim… Minseok?” You asked in disbelief.

He handed you the cup of coffee with a shy smile plastered across his face. He still looked like a squirrel when he smiled which sent you down memory lane. That same damned smile was what cajoled you into joining the damned Club where you humiliated yourself a couple of times.

You haven’t seen him ever since he graduated two years ago. You started forgetting about him when you quit Theatre Club right after he left. And you were doing fine.

Until you saw him again.

The lingering feelings that you tried so hard to erase and suppress for two years resurfaced. Your love for Minseok was like a fungal infection- it came back no matter how hard you tried to eradicate it.

You joined him at his table and sat across from him. You spent a good 10 minutes staring at him and trying to figure out why he’d do such a thing. Because no matter which angle you looked at it from, the puzzle pieces just don’t quite fit.

“Are you just going to keep on looking at me?” He asked with a slight chuckle at the end.

You still couldn’t believe your eyes. And even though you wanted to answer his question, you couldn’t fathom the right combination of words to say. Excited was an understatement. You were ecstatic. You finally saw him after two years. So why couldn’t you speak?

He took a sip of his coffee and leaned forward locking his gaze with yours. “Yes, I paid for your makeup.” He blurted out which sent your back to your seat, digging as deep as it can into the cushion.

You composed yourself and finally mustered up enough courage to speak. “Why did you do that?” You asked out of complete curiosity.

“After I graduated, I found out that girls pretend to be clumsy to get a guy’s attention because I’ve dated quite a few. I’m not that ugly, you know?” He sat back and looked outside for a moment before continuing.

‘This conceited ass.’ was all you could think of.

“I’m just kidding.” He suddenly took back what he said and you felt your muscles relax. “Truth be told, I found you really cute the day you knocked that annoying acting coach unconscious. You looked so scared.” He laughed at the memory.

“So?” You asked hoping for a decent response.

He cleared his throat. “It’s not that I didn’t see you. And it definitely wasn’t because I had noticed that you had the biggest crush on me that I never approached you.”

“Wow.” You responded as you felt your muscles tense up again. He knew? Yet he chose to ignore you all this time? His reason better be valid.

“I knew how important your studies were for you.” He finally blurted out which sent your eyes right to his gaze. He was sincere. You knew he was sincere.

“There was one time that I almost approached you. But I was too scared. I saw you walking to the library right after practice and I mentally made a promise to myself not to bother you until you graduated so I won’t be a distraction to you.” His words sounded like a symphony to you.

Was he somehow confessing?

“I tried so hard to avoid you, Y/N. But I can’t wait another year anymore considering the fact that you planned to buy so much makeup so must be trying to look pretty for another guy.” He shook his head slightly and you could see that his smile was slowly turning to a frown.

You felt your heart race. Adrenaline was pumping all over your body, making your hands a bit shaky. Butterflies were flying in all directions in your stomach and the smell of coffee didn’t help at all.

You held your hand up in front of your chest signaling him to let you talk. “Alright, hold up. First of all, I wear makeup to look pretty for myself and not for other guys. Second of all, I’m going to pay you back. Third-”

He cut me off. “I don’t want you to pay for those. I intended to buy something for you before showing up in front of you. But this is fate? I guess?”

“I’m still gonna pay for them. You know that, right?” You asked with eyebrows raised.

“Well, you can pay me in the form of kisses and cuddles.” He smiled. Again.

His smile melted you. His smile was your kryptonite. His smile dissolved all sense of rational thought left in you if there were still any. His smile made your knees a good kind of weak. And if you weren’t sitting, you’d probably be down on the floor, in the fetal position, while smiling like a dork.

“Kim Minseok, did you just confess to me?” You asked before letting out a sigh to mask the fact that you were enjoying this. Oh how the tables have turned.

“Confessions are for kids.” He stood up and held your hand and pulled you up so you’d be standing in front of him. “You’ve been mine ever since. I’m just claiming you now.”

He slowly lifted your chin up and the last thing you saw were his eyes closing as the distance between your faces became shorter and shorter until you could feel his warm lips on yours.

You could feel your face getting hotter and cheers from the people in the café drowned the sound of your heart beating so loud it could practically escape your chest at that very moment.

You had no choice but to pull away because you couldn’t suppress your smile any longer.

“Now I only owe you 255 kisses.” You said before pressing your lips together because there were no words to explain how happy you were.

“Let’s finish our coffee and head somewhere else… boyfriend.” You said as you picked up your coffee and started sipping.

“Boyfriend? I’m your fiancé, stupid.” He let out a cute laugh and you had to hold yourself back so hard to not tackle him into an unending cuddle.

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“Well hello there, Angel.“ Minseok pulled you out of your daydream and gestured for you to walk towards them.

You finally sat on the bench beside your husband who was still shielding your daughter’s eyes from the sun as she slept soundly on Minseok’s chest. Your had to share your favorite pillow with your daughter now.

You licked the ice cream that was supposed to be for your daughter. “Give me some of that.” Minseok pleaded as he watched you devouring the soft serve in front of him.

“I don’t want to.” You said before sticking your tongue out like a little kid.

You’d been married to Minseok for 4 years and you were blessed with a daughter during your second year of marriage. But you were both still young at heart given the fact that he insisted on pushing through with the wedding just 2 years after you graduated. Acting like little kids when your daughter wasn’t watching was your own little way of keeping the romance alive.

“Do that again.” He said before cracking a mischievous smile.

You closed the distance between your faces and before you could stick your tongue out, his lips were already on yours.

“Hmm. Strawberry.” He licked his lips.

He caught you off-guard with that little peck. Specially because you were right in the middle of an amusement park and you were dead sure that a lot of people saw what he did. But it didn’t matter. You were married. And you couldn’t care less about what people thought about you because at least you were happy. You had a loving husband and a beautiful daughter. What more could you ask for?

“Y/N.” He whispered and you stared at him while waiting for him to continue what he was going to say. “I think it’s time for baby number two.”

You didn’t even have time to respond to what he just said. He pulled you to the car, careful not to wake your daughter up so she could be put to bed immediately when you get home.

“You know what?” You looked at him as he started the car. “Maybe I am in the mood for baby number two.” You playfully tugged on his hair sending him a signal that you weren’t kidding.

You smiled at each other and held your laugh so hard that you both turned into tomatoes.

“I love you, Y/N.” He muttered before giving you another peck on the lips.

“And I love you, Minseok.” You answered with a smile.

He started driving home and you knew it was going to be an exciting night.

Oh and the cosmetics you needed to pay back? You both lost count of the kisses you shared three weeks into your relationship. You could already imagine him sweating on top of you and you couldn’t wait to actually do the deed when you get home. But first, a warm bath.

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What are Friends For?

AN: Aaaaaand I’m back after a long hiatus. Ya ghorl has been busy with a lot of stuff for a while so I’m serving you another NCT smut AU. Anw, thanks for giving Cherry Pop sml. I love ya’ll!

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You hurried down the bus after receiving a text from Mark that said I’m here.

Mark hated waiting. And even if you were his friend, he’d never forgive you if you were 5 minutes late. He was there, by the mall entrance, like he said. He’s gotten quite tall since the last time you saw him right after graduation.

The both of you were all smiles as you greeted each other with a tight hug. Mark has been your best friend since you started College. Well, there were three of you in your click. But unfortunately, Yuta informed the two of you that he couldn’t make it. Mark has worked overseas and he only came home once every two years so it didn’t make sense for Yuta not to be able to come to your little get-together.

“So… Where do you wanna go?” He asked.

You really didn’t have an answer for that. Since you just got off from work, you were exhausted as fuck. The last thing you wanted to do was deal with other people’s bullshit in a crowded place. “Why don’t we just buy pizza and head to my apartment? I’m tired.” You suggested.

You received a nod in return and you went on your way. He has indulged you in driving his brand-new Tesla because he was too stubborn to listen to the directions to your apartment so he made you hold the wheel instead. He’s always been the lazy one in your group anyway. So you were pretty much used to him being bossy.

The two of you entered your apartment which he described as “too small for my liking.” That’s all you could afford because your job didn’t pay as much as his did. You couldn’t even afford to buy your own car so what the fuck is the point of getting a bigger apartment when you lived alone, right? Besides, it was only one ride away from your office and the mall.

You set everything up as he waited patiently for you on the couch. He has selected a show to watch on Netflix. Not that you cared about what he was watching because you knew you’d have to catch up eventually.

“Make yourself feel at home. I’m gonna go and wash up.” You said as you put the soda on the table and left for the shower.

You couldn’t hear anything that was going on outside while you were showering which is exactly why you were so surprised when you finally joined Mark on the couch. He chose to watch an erotic movie which was very unlikely. Has he really changed that much since he went abroad?

“Why the fuck are you watching that?” You asked as you shoved a slice of pizza in your mouth.

“Why the fuck not?” He retorted. “I mean, it’s just the two of us. No one would know.” He smirked.

“Okay, you creepy bastard. What the hell are you trying to say?” You asked again.

“No one would know that I watch this kind of movie, dimwit.” He clapped back. “Go and throw a bra on. I can see your nipples through your shirt.” He said before standing up and stretching.

You didn’t mind. And you knew Mark wouldn’t mind. Because he was never the type to look at you as a woman. He always looked after you like his little sister which is why it was never awkward for you to show those things to him. But little did you know that the Mark you knew during college was a lot different from the Mark that you were face to face with at that very moment.

The movie was getting more and more intense. The scenes were getting harder and harder to ignore and the woman made it even more difficult to do so. You suddenly felt Mark’s hand on yours which led your gaze to his eyes. He looked different.

“What?” You asked.

It took a while before he replied. “Can I…” He trailed off and you waited for him to continue. “Get a glass of water?” He asked and smiled.

You heaved a breath of relief while walking to the kitchen. You thought he was going to ask for something else. Or was that just you being assuming? But nevertheless, you got him a glass of water and returned quickly because he looked thirsty even though he had a can of soda right in front of him.

“Here’s you wat- IN THE FUCKING HELL ARE YOU DOING, MARK LEE?!” You exclaimed because of what you saw.

Mark was looking at you, not the TV, while jerking off.

He was fucking stroking his dick right in front of you which left you speechless.

It wasn’t the first time you saw a dick because you’ve enjoyed sex with your ex boyfriend before he cheated on you with a sugar mommy he found online.

But Mark’s dick? It was fucking beautiful.

You walked over to the table to put the glass of water down and knelt in front of Mark while he was jerking off. You couldn’t bear to see him tire his hand out by jerking off so hard so you wanted to do him a favor and make his life easier.

You carefully licked the tip of his cock which sent shivers down his spine. You saw him close his eyes as if thinking why didn’t I fuck this girl during college? You continued to do the deed, careful not to bite him because you’d been single for quite some time and you couldn’t remember if you could still give head or nah. Mark reached in his pocket and you mentally wished that he was gonna pull out a condom because you couldn’t wait to get fucked by this perfect man. But it wasn’t a condom. It was his vibrating phone.

“Just come inside.” It was the only thing he said. And right before you knew it, your door swung open and Yuta was standing right there with his phone on his ear.

He didn’t look shocked at all for someone who’s seeing his only girl friend giving head to his other friend. “I’d join you guys but I’m hungry as fuck.” He said calmly as he walked over to the pizza on the table and started to chow down on it.

You were confused. You had no idea what was happening. “Why are you here? I thought you had something to do?” You asked Yuta.

“Aren’t you happy that I came?” He continued to gobble up the pizza. “I mean I’m gonna do that later but at least I’m here.” He looked over to Mark. “Nice dick, by the way.”

Mark smirked at Yuta and looked at you. “He knows, okay? He knew from the very beginning that I came home to have a threesome with the both of you.” He confessed.

This was obviously a lot to take in but you knew that ‘threesome with the both of you’ sounded like a symphony to you.

Mark then guided you to sit on his lap with your back facing him. He slowly took your shirt off, every bit of skinship felt like electricity through your whole body sending goosebumps to places you didn’t even know had hair. He started fiddling with your boobs and you loved it. You never thought Mark would be the type to even think of having sex with you but there he was, touching you in front of Yuta who didn’t seem to care as long as he had something shoved in his mouth.

Mark inserted his index and middle fingers in your mouth before whispering “lick it” in your ear. He then carefully slid your shorts off which revealed you didn’t wear panties. Mark and Yuta looked at each other and smiled. “Just like the old times.” They both said at the same time which made your face flush. Does that mean they’d known since college that you didn’t like wearing panties in your dorm? How did they know? That didn’t matter anymore.

Feeling Mark’s fingers inside of you only made you want more of him and this other guy watching the both of you do your thing. He pushed his fingers in deep enough for him to reach your g-spot and tease it a little before he finally sped things up down there, his thumb occasionally rubbing your clit for maximum pleasure.

“Aren’t you hurting?” Yuta asked before shoving the last bite of the pizza crust in his mouth.

“Do you think I’m a fucking virgin?!” You answered in between deep breaths. “I just gave Mark head. You think a virgin would do that?”

“I hope you don’t mind giving me one, too.” Yuta started stripping in front of you and stood where your face and his cock would be of the same level.

Yuta’s dick was a lot different from Mark’s but they were equally beautiful to look at. Mark’s was definitely bigger but you didn’t mind the small difference and did what you were told.

Mark switched his fingers with his hard cock and you jolted at the sensation that it gave. It was like having sex for the first time again. He was ramming you from the back, doggy style, while your mouth was full of Yuta’s shaved balls.

You wondered what the fuck you were doing for a second but the feeling was liberating. Never in a million lifetimes did you imagine yourself having a threesome with your college friends. And if ever you engaged in a threesome, you thought there would be two girls and only one guy. But this wasn’t so bad after all.

Mark’s huge cock fit perfectly inside your tight cunt making every thrust send you to another space where mountains were dicks and water was cum. Every time he would push inside you, you’d push forward sending Yuta’s dick deeper into your throat. You knew your whole body would be sore after this but you didn’t care anymore. You were on cloud nine at that moment and you weren’t getting down any time soon.

Yuta’s hands held your hair in a ponytail so he could have better control of how deep his cock was going to be in your throat and to get your hair out of your beautiful face, of course. The view of him with his head tilted all the way back because of the pleasure you were giving him made you feel all sorts of proud. You could hear Mark moan from the back but Yuta was in your vision so he kinda blew you away even if he wasn’t even doing anything.

“Hey, hey. No fair.” Yuta finally called out. You’ve been giving him a blowjob for ten whole minutes and your jaw was starting to catch up with the pain in your throat. It sure was hard to open your mouth that wide.

Yuta pulled you away from Mark which made him grunt. “What the fuck do you want? I almost came.” He complained, obviously looking annoyed as fuck.

Yuta sat down on the couch and lightly tapped his thighs. “If we’re doing this, we’re doing this the right way. What’s a threesome without some double penetration? You boring fucks.” He teased.

The sound of your asshole being fucked was painful to imagine. But you couldn’t protest. You have never experienced anal sex before because you were scared. Unloading a huge piece of shit hurt, what more if it’s an actual hard cock moving in and out?

You were frozen, your legs refusing to move. You then felt Mark’s hands on your shoulders and a slight push from him was all it took for you to land on Yuta’s thighs. Yuta reached for the lubricant in his pants’ pocket because he knew this would hurt you if not done properly. He surely knew what he was doing and he came prepared.

He smeared a shitload of lubricant on his cock and told you to carefully and slowly sit the fuck down. He started by teasing your butthole with the tip of his dick, guiding you to bounce up and down slightly. It took a while before it finally opened up to Yuta’s whole dick. When his entirety was inside, Mark gulped down the glass of water you placed on the table before jerking off a little to restore the stiffness of his now flaccid dick.

You started bouncing up and down, feeling the walls of your asshole embrace Yuta’s hard cock. But Mark couldn’t get his cock inside your pussy if you kept on bouncing like that.

“Let her stay still so I can fuck her too.” Mark told Yuta as he was starting to insert his, once again, raging dick inside your cunt. The fit was so perfect that your insides could feel every vein and every artery running on the surface of his cock.

Yuta was holding your ass, lifting you as high up as he could so Mark can get a share of the good stuff, too. Your hands we tightly pegged to the backrest of the couch for added support. Mark held your legs up to his shoulder so he can get his dick even deeper into you.

Your moans filled the room. And maybe even the room beside your room. And the room in front of your room. In fact, there was a 99.9% chance that your neighbors had their ears to their walls just so they could confirm if there were really three people moaning because the three of you had loud and rough sex, just the way you liked it.

“Yuta~” You moaned as you felt him thrust up and down your asshole. This wasn’t so bad for a first time.

You could feel your insides turning because of the pleasure of this double penetration. Mark was a little disappointed when you didn’t moan his name. He slightly shook his head and slowed down to tease you.

“Mark, what the fuck?!” Your protest came out like a scream. It made Mark smirk and continue pleasuring you with deep and quick thrusts.

You thought, all your life, that vaginal sex was awesome. Normal sex took you to the heavens if ever there was more than one.

But this? This double fucking penetration thing? It took you to a whole new level of high. Getting rammed both from the back and the front made you forget what your name was because all you could say were “Mark” and “Yuta.” You forgot where North, East, West, and South were. You forgot that you were tired and you wanted to keep doing this until they don’t want to do it anymore. And you wanted to see just how long you’d last with these two trying to drain every ounce of energy out of your body.

“I’ve been wanting to fuck you since I saw you naked in the shower during second year.” Yuta confessed out of the blue while leaving scratches on your ass as if marking them as his territory. It made you smile. Knowing that Yuta saw you as a lady, unlike this ungrateful guy in front of you.

“And I’ve been wanting to fuck the life out of you ever since I-” Mark was cut off when Yuta screamed “I’m cumming! Y/N, I’m cumming!”

Mark took his dick out of your pussy to give way to Yuta’s wild thrusts because he knew how it feels to not be able to cum properly. Yuta unloaded his cum inside your ass which was throbbing so much. You even felt him shake, his grip tightening around your waist.

“My turn.” Mark pulled you and carried you with your legs around his waist. Yuta looked like he was beaten up, laying on the couch with his head tilted back as far as he could and his right hand holding his dick which was slowly shrinking.

You turned your focus on Mark who quickly slid his dick inside your cunt again. You could feel his entire dick inside of you but it was nowhere near the pleasure that the double penetration has given you. Mark could feel your legs loosening up around his waist so he laid you down on the couch, careful not to wake Yuta up. Yes, Yuta fell asleep after cumming inside your asshole.

Your fingers danced with his hair in perfect sync with his thrusts. Every time he would ram inside you, you’d let out a soft groan, almost begging for more. Mark gripped your waist so he could pull you to meet every push he does, ensuring that he was as deep as possible inside of you.

Not even a minute passes when he exclaims “I’m almost there!” and you felt the need to cum first before he did because it was unsafe for him to cum inside you. You were ovulating for fuck’s sake. That’s why you were hornier than the both of them combined.

“I’m cumming, too!” You shouted a little too loud which woke Yuta up. He smiled at the sight of you shutting your eyes and shaking as your walls filled with your own juices making you weak like a wilted water spinach.

Mark pulled his dick out of you and jerked it off and you watched intently. You liked watching boys cum in porn and in actual. But seeing Mark Lee cum? It was mesmerizing. His jizz flew up to your chest, flowing down to your nipples and finally landing on your belly button.

He sat down in between you and Yuta with his hand still holding his shrinking dick. He mimicked Yuta’s original position and let out deep breaths. Meanwhile, everything in you hurt like hell. But above all, you were thirsty.

You stood up and hurried to the kitchen.

“Can you make me a sandwich?” They both asked at the same exact time which made you laugh.

“If I can still walk to the kitchen after you guys fuck me, you don’t deserve a sandwich.” You retorted and went back to the couch after drinking.

“That was awesome.” Yuta said. “You were so down for a threesome, Y/N.” He added.

“Thanks anyway, Y/N. Now I have another good memory to take with me when I go back to work overseas.” Mark said when he finally caught his breath.

“Well, I guess, that’s what friends are for?”

Your answer made the three of you laugh. Not only did your connection get stronger, this time, you literally had an actual connection and the three of you looked forward to Mark’s next vacation.

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Johnny X Y/N

Genre: Angst, Smut

AN: Back with another smut AU because I fail so hard as a fluff writer. I’ll leave that to others hahaha anw, enjoy another mindfucking experience with Daddy Johnny with his Big Dick Energy. Stay at home and stay safe!

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You found yourself looking for dresses online after a tiring day at work. One particular dress caught your attention. It was a strappy maroon bodycon dress which would look so good on you if only you lost a few inches around your waist. You haven’t always been the chubby type. But people labeled you fat and called you names like Pig, Cow, and Elephant when you started to gain weight during your third year in college. Not that there was anything wrong with being chubby. It was just that it made you the center of attention. You liked being unnoticed because you weren’t the type to socialize with other people. You loved the serenity that came with being invisible ever since you started school. But everything turned around when you became too big to be invisible.

Their harsh words kept on haunting you for years. You’ve tried simple remedies like a light diet, keto diet, and drinking supplements but nothing worked. It was only last week when you found out what brought the extra pounds to your body.

Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome. Or simply put PCOS. It is a hormonal imbalance which caused you to gain weight all of a sudden and it usually led to infertility or, if not that severe, having difficulty in conceiving.

You hated your illness. You cursed it. You despised it. You felt like it ruined your life. But you couldn’t let it get the best of you.

You stood up from your couch and changed into clothes that you thought you’d never be able to wear and headed straight for the gym.

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You parked your car at the furthest spot away from the gym entrance. You felt a sense of relief with being unnoticed and you thought that nobody would pay attention to you if you stayed as far away as possible. You took a deep breath and looked at yourself in the rear-view mirror. “This is it, Y/N. There’s no turning back now.”

You grabbed your bag from the back seat and clutched the strap so hard, you thought your nails would bury into your palm.  Your feet felt weak as you mustered up all your courage to get out of your car. And in the blink of an eye, you were outside your last protection from the outside world.

You stood there; feet unable to move away from your car. You took another deep breath and slowly walked to the gym entrance when you caught something at the corner of your eye. The car which was parked right in front of you was bouncing. Only God knows what was happening inside.

You stopped dead in your tracks. You couldn’t look away even if you wanted to. It sparked a curious question in your head: ‘How does it feel?’

You turned your face away from the car but it was already too late. The guy from inside was staring right at you with arrogance written all over his perfect face.

There was no better adjective to describe his flawlessly sculpted features. His muscles screamed ‘I-go-to-the-gym-so-don’t-mess-with-me.’ And you had to admit that he looked hot without his shirt on. He finally wore it after mouthing a ‘WHAT?’ to you.

You were left dumbfounded right where you stood. It took you a couple of minutes to realize that you needed to workout to burn the nasty fats that you wanted to get rid of so you can finally buy that dress and wear it too. You finally walked inside when you got yourself together.

The gym was nice. It was almost closing time so only a few people were left inside finishing up with their cool down exercises. You walked up to the reception area and thanked God because the lady was nice and accommodating.

“I would like to inquire about your monthly subscription.” You said in soft voice. “The price doesn’t matter.” You added.

“Would you like a gym instructor to be your personal trainer?” She asked in a manner which made you feel secured. You nodded. “What time would you like to usually come? So I can suggest a gym instructor for you.” Damn, her voice soothed you.

“Just like this please. Almost closing. So nobody would be here to see me being all clumsy and stuff.” You answered with a light chuckle at the end.

“I’ll take her.” A voice from behind said. A man’s voice.

You turned around and saw the guy from earlier. Yes, the exact same guy who was having sex inside the car in front of you. The same guy who was shirtless when you first saw him. The same guy who was so arrogant you thought about kicking his balls the next time you see him. But you couldn’t.

“I’m the only one who stays until closing.” He said in a cocky tone while walking towards the counter and checking the logbook. “Come inside after you’re done talking so I can give you a slight tour and an initial workout, free of charge.” He walked inside without waiting for you to answer.

The lady at the reception area snapped you back to reality. “He’s Johnny. He’s one of the best gym instructors here. And he pulls in a lot of girl customers.” It was all obvious. The lady looked excited to be telling you about that guy. You didn’t want to think that they also did it. Because that wouldn’t make sense. But then again, if he did it in the parking lot, maybe he’s done it in one of the offices in here. Or maybe even on one of the machines used to exercise.

You filled out the needed information on the sheet provided by the lady and followed Johnny inside. He was waiting by the treadmill when you entered. He gestured for you to go to him and you followed.

He explained the function of each machine one by one. He was a good instructor, to be honest. But you couldn’t get rid of the thought of him fucking someone inside that car.

You stared at his arms every time you had the chance to and he seemed to like it because he’d flex it when he’d catch you. During the tour, you both had set the best time to suit your schedule. He had also given you a discount if you ‘do good’ during your sessions.

The final equipment was the one used for squats. It’s used to train the legs and the butt simultaneously. He did a demo for you because, apparently, he wanted you to start your leg workout immediately. You watched his ass as he lowered his body to the ground. He looked perfect. He looked divine.

“Now you try.” He said which interrupted your daydream about him.

You couldn’t complain. He was your instructor after all.

You positioned yourself like they way he did when he showed you the demo. You looked awkward because it was your first time and he knew that. He stood behind you for support. You felt his hands on your waist which sent a jolt of electricity throughout your body. You could feel his breath against your nape as he told you to bend your knees down and keep your butt out.

“One.” He started to count and you did as you were told.

Each squat gave you a taste of a little bit of heaven and a little bit of hell. It hurt your legs- that was hell. But as you bent down, you could feel something poking your ass- and that was heaven. You wanted to stop on the third squat, but your body was saying otherwise. His dick was so hard that you could still feel it even through the thick leggings you were wearing.

“You can go to the sauna and hit the shower before you leave. It’s usually good to let off some of the strain after a workout.” He said pointing to the sauna room. He was so casual. Too casual, actually. It was like he wasn’t aware of how uncomfortable he made you feel when you accidentally nudged his dick every time you bent down.

You needed to take that thought out of your head so you followed along to what he just said. Besides, a sauna sounded relaxing.

The sauna room was nice. You thought it would just be one room where everybody would sit and look at each other awkwardly but it wasn’t. It was one room with 20 cubicles, each having its own portable sauna tent.

You didn’t bring any clothes that would be fitting for a sauna session, because you hadn’t expected the gym to have one in the first place, so you stepped inside wearing your towel. You’ve heard before that a sauna is more effective when you’re naked. And the fact that it was separated by cubicles comforted you. Nobody was there except for you, Johnny and the reception lady anyway.

As usual, you walked towards the farthest cubicle and stepped inside the tent. It was good to have it all to yourself. You were alone inside and could hear the music from outside slowly fading. It was like you were drifting to a slumber. You closed your eyes and let the steam open each and every pore of your entire body as you imagined what you’d look like after all your workout sessions.

“There’s one more customer left.” You heard Johnny say from outside. He was talking to the reception lady. “I’ll stay until she finishes. I’ll close the gym after she’s done. You can go.”

If the lady is going home, that means…

Fuck.

You were going to be alone with Johnny. Flashbacks of him shirtless flooded your mind. You suddenly felt sick to your stomach at the thought of his dick brushing your ass. You opened your eyes and wrapped your towel around your body. You needed to escape. Quick. Because if you didn’t, you’d lose your virginity then and there.

You made a run for the door which felt like miles away from where you were standing. And before you could reach it, Johnny was already standing there. Naked.

“Where do you think you’re going?” He asks with one eyebrow raised. “I thought I told you clearly to hit the shower after your sauna?”

You were shaking right where you stood. You wanted to run but you were frozen solid. “P-Please let me go.” You pleaded.

Johnny walked towards you. You couldn’t help but notice that his manhood was exposed. It made you feel all sorts of things. It made you think of how bad the pain would be if that went inside of you.

He finally cornered you in one of the cubicles. “I see you like my dick.” He said while hooking his index finger on your towel. “You know,” he continued to say as he pulled your towel down with the flick of his finger. Your towel fell to the floor revealing everything that you were trying so hard to hide. “I have a thing for chubby women.”

You were scared. You knew what he wanted. You wanted to kick his balls so you could make a run for it but you couldn’t move. He had you pinned to the wall and you couldn’t move a muscle.

He stared at you with those lustful eyes. His gaze moved from your eyes to your breasts which he seemed to love because you saw him lick his lips. Then it landed on your womanhood. You just got it waxed the other day. Nice timing.

“What do they call you?” He asked as he moved his face right in front of you enough for you to feel his breath on your lips when he spoke.

“Y/N.” You answered with a stutter.

“Not tonight.” He smirked. That damned smirk which made you go crazy was right in front of you. You could either kiss him or slap him. It was all up to you.

“Johnny, please. I just wanna go home.” You begged. Tears welling in your eyes, blurring your vision.

“Don’t call me that.” He said, his gaze piercing through your whole existence. “Tonight, I’m your daddy. And you’re my baby.” He whispered in your ear.

He dragged you in front of the sink where there was a huge mirror which was enough for you to see the both of you in full display.

“If this is about me seeing you after having car sex, I’m sorry.” You said in between sobs. You wanted to cry. But no tears were coming out of your eyes.

Johnny slowly entangled his fingers in your hair and tugged at it lightly. Your head followed his hand and you slightly looked up. He was right behind you and you could feel his cock in between your ass. He planted kisses on your neck, light ones at first, until the kissing became sucking which left love marks and love bites all over you. You were amazed by what he was doing to you. You pushed the thought of covering your hickeys up the next day for work because he was so good.

“Hold my cock.” He whispered as he tugged at your hair a little harder.

You desperately reach for his member and started to stroke it. You were no expert, and you didn’t want to do it. But it was like your hand was moving without your will. As you were jerking him off, he reached for your clit with his other hand which made you shudder in a good way.

You could hear him groan but you weren’t sure if that was pleasure or were you just being annoying for not knowing how to properly do it. You stroked his dick a little faster as he started making circling motions with his index and middle fingers on your clit. It made you feel ecstatic. You closed your eyes to feel everything.

“Is that your sweat or are you just fucking wet?” He asked as he continued to rub your clit.

You looked at yourself in the mirror. This wasn’t how you imagined your deflowering would be. You imagined it on a bed of roses with scented candles scattered all over the room. This was not romantic at all. But you couldn’t bring yourself to stop or make him stop.

“John-” He cut you off with a hard pull on your hair. “D-Daddy~” You moaned. He liked it. He liked being called daddy. And he liked it that you were going crazy at what his fingers could do. “I’m a…” He waited for you to continue. “It’s my first time.” You finished.

His features softened. He released your hair and he made you face him. Johnny’s eyes went from lust and excitement to wonder and pity. And you thought for a second that he might be thinking of letting you go. But you were fucking wrong. He planted a soft kiss on your forehead and looked at you straight in your eyes.

He tucked a couple lose strands of hair behind your ear. “It’s been a while since I’ve popped someone’s cherry.” His gaze went back to that of a sex god. And before you knew it, his tongue was inside your mouth, making it its playground.

His kiss was sloppy. But you liked the taste of his mouth. His hands fiddled with your boobs making you soak more in your own juices. It was all part of the preparation. Deflowering someone or transforming a girl into a lady, whatever they want to call it, was always hard for Johnny. He had a huge dick which usually led the girl to be bed-ridden for 3 days tops.

He made you turn around to look at yourself in the mirror. That was the last moment of your life as a virgin. And as cliché as it sounded, you knew this was the right moment.

Johnny pushed your upper back down and positioned his firm dick in front of your hole. He knew what he was doing. If this was casual sex, he would’ve taken you on top of the sink. But since you were a virgin, doggy was the way to do it.

He teased your hole by tapping his dick on it making weird noises which sounded like a symphony to the both of you. He had licked his fingers and spread some of his saliva on his dick’s head for added lubrication before he gently pushed it in your hole.

You jolted at the pain. You were a tight one. It was a tough job for Johnny to take away your virginity. But he was determined to make it happen because you looked like you wanted it, too.

He continued to push and pull, adding a centimeter or two to his thrusts to get deeper. It took a good 20 minutes for your vagina to adjust to Johnny’s huge cock. And each time he moved, it was like a saw piercing your skin.

“This is going to hurt.” He warned before he finally pushed in the entirety of his penis inside your tight cunt.

And even with his warning, you weren’t prepared for the excruciating pain that it brought. Johnny rammed inside of you, pulling you closer to him by your waist to meet his thrusts. You wanted to scream so bad. But you didn’t want to ruin the moment by being too sensitive. Besides, Johnny was having the time of his life fucking you in front of a mirror.

Your toes curled as his hands traveled from your waist to your boobs squeezing them in a rough manner which made you want more. Your fingers could scratch the mirror from too much clasping when his right hand made its way to your clit while his left hand pulled your hair.

Johnny was fucking you. And he was fucking you hard. But you didn’t have any complains or regrets. He fucked you as good as he taught you inside the gym. And for a second, you thought that this would be a better workout because it made you sweat twice as much if done inside the sauna room.

Your moans echoed inside the enclosed room but you had the slightest care if someone heard you both from outside. You were both on cloud nine with no plans on getting down any time soon. But all things must come to an end.

“Baby.” Johnny called out from behind you. “I’m-I’m cumming!” He exclaimed as his thrusts went faster and deeper sending both of you to heaven and beyond if there was some place higher than that.

He collapsed on you as you felt his jizz flood your insides. And for the first time in forever, you thanked your PCOS for keeping you from actually having a child. For a guy who just fucked somebody two hours before fucking you, he had a shitload of cum and it started oozing down your legs the moment he took his now flaccid dick out of your vagina.

He felt euphoric. But everything hurt for you. Your head almost exploded because you were overwhelmed. Your boobs shook too much. Your core had to be stable. And your legs bore your weight the whole time you were being fucked by this sex god.

You stared at him, waiting for him to say something. He was still catching his breath when he gave you a smile. “Congratulations, lady.” He said in between deep breaths. “Your cherry is popped.” He winked.

Johnny walked to the shower room and you followed him there. Both of you were still naked and stunned with what happened. “Baby, I usually go for round two in the shower.” His gaze drove you crazy. “But I’ve got no more jizz coming out of me.”

You both laughed as you continued to shower together. And as stupid as it sounds, you were looking forward to working out the next day if it meant closing time with Johnny again.

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STAN A WOMAN WHO WON’T LET A CHEATER RUIN HEEER 💛

I Don't Want To

JB x Reader

Genre: Angst

Word Count: 1k

Author's Note: aaaaaand I'm back with some JB angsty imagine. IDK why but I just feel like writing angsty imagines for GOT7 hyung line 😜. I hope y'all like it. Stay healthy everyone. Tell me washu think about it.

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A tear fell down your cheeks as you watched a couple from a distance. They looked so happy and inlove, like the world is their oyster. The guy smiled and the girl giggled as they break out of their kiss, a happy couple indeed. Any person would definitely be elated and inlove just by looking at them. So why were you crying? That's because the guy is none other than your boyfriend.

Jaebum. He was the man of your dreams. He made you feel loved, and like in the movies, he swept you off your feet. You were so inlove with him. You loved him with all of your heart, and took care of him even on rough times. So why is he with another girl now, looking all lovely and head over heels with each other? Did his feelings for you changed? Was there something that you did to make him unlove you? You had a lot of questions floating around your mind yet you found no answers because only him can give you those.

You stood there frozen, heart beating fast. It felt like your heart has just been shattered. A minute more and you couldn't stand it. Wiping the tears streaming down your face, you turned your back and walked away, making your way to your shared apartment as fast as you could.

Things between you and JB had been quite different lately. You couldn't help but notice the distance growing between you. He's been coming home late, spending more time in his studio. He's been moody, resulting to small arguments. You didn't think much of it because he would always apologize and make up for it with his little gestures. It never occured to you that these were the hints of what he's been doing behind your back.

With a heavy heart, you entered your shared apartment and took out your luggage, gathering your things. This apartment has been your home for the past couple of years and you were leaving just like that. This was your home with him. No, he was your home. How could you let it all go that easily? As you were about to put the last item on your luggage, your phone rang. Jaebum would usually call you when he's already nearing home. You answered it as normal and as calm as you can. When the call ended, you looked around, mentally saying goodbye to your home. It was hard to leave, but it would be harder to stay. Jaebum reached your apartment before you could leave. He entered the apartment with a big smile but it was replaced with a frown and puzzled face when he saw you.

"Uhm babe? Why do you have a luggage? What's going on?" he said, interrupting your thoughts

"I'm leaving." you answered, devoid of any emotion

"What?!Why?! Why are you leaving? Who said that you can just leave?!" he started to be slightly irritated with how calm you were

"Tell me. Why am I leaving?" you retorted

"How am I supposed to know why the hell you're fucking leaving all of a sudden?!" he replied with a raised voice

"You know it. Very well actually. Please stop pretending that you don't know. It's really annoying." you stopped, trying to calm yourself and stop the tears that has been forming

"Why don't you just fucking tell me Y/N!" ha said with a hint of frustration in his tone

"How long has it been? Months? Years?" you asked calmly

"What are you talking about?!" Oh my God this is frustrating!" he said. You just stared right through him and gathered all your strength.

"I know what you've been doing behind my back. I don't think I can do this anymore that's why I'm leaving." you finally said

"Y/N" was all that he managed to say

"If there was already someone else or if you don't feel anything for me anymore you could have just told me. I won't hold you back. I'll let you be happy with whoever you want to be with. I'm willing to let you go even if I know that it will hurt me so much. At least that way, I wouldn't hope as much as I want to." you said.

"I-I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please let me explain." JB said as he inched towards you, looking remorseful.

"What's there to explain?"

"That was a mistake Y/N. Please believe me." he insisted

"How is that a mistake? You've been at it for only God knows how long. I saw how you were with her. You were much more happier." Tears were already falling down your cheeks but you were quick to wipe it.

"That's not true! I love you Y/N. You're all that I want in this life. Please don't just throw away everything we had all these years." he said, grabbing your hands

"I love you so much JB, but as much as I want to continue loving you, I don't think I can do it. If you love her and if your feelings for me lessen each day, why must I endure that? Why must I endure it when all I've done so far is worthless? I don't want to continue acting stupid and suffer inside just to stay with you. No matter how much I love you, I can't stay in this relationship just to get hurt in the end when you finally choose her." you said, looking down at your hands that JB held

"Please don't do this. You're all that I will ever need. Baby, please you can't leave me. Please think about it baby. I'm sorry. I won't do something stupid like that again. I promise. Please don't leave me." he begged, still holding you

"I'm so sorry but I have to go now. You don't need to see me off. Please don't ever look for me." you replied, freeing yourself from his grip. You made your way to the door and before you finally leave the apartment, you looked back at him one last time with all your strength left.

"I wish you well. I hope she's worth it. Goodbye, Jaebum."

"I'm okay, I should be okay, I will be okay." you mentally said to yourself, with the tears endlessly flowing out of your eyes as you made your way out. You left the apartment with the hopes that one day you'll forget everything and move on from it, although you knew it would take some time.

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TUWA KA NA NIYAN TANGINA KA 🥺

Happy Hyunnie ♡ I Play Alone Ep.3

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Give You Everything

AN: I haven’t written for such a long time. 7 years to be exact so please be patient with me. 🥺 This is the first ever smut drabble that I was able to finish. ☺️ Stay at home and stay safe! ❤️

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“You’re fired.”

The words kept echoing inside of Baekhyun’s head as he packed his stuff from his office desk inside the cardboard box. He wasn’t the only unlucky one after their department head was switched. It had only been two days since they’ve had a new boss and four of his workmates already bid their final goodbyes to their workmates. Tough luck.

As he was finished clearing his desk, he received a text message from someone he’s indebted to. His phone started ringing after a few seconds with the caller ID of that person. He was frustrated and embarrassed. He had borrowed money to pay rent for his apartment and now he was jobless. He couldn’t say that. He turned his phone on silent and threw it on the floor.

It earned a few glances and glares from his former workmates which made him want to just be swallowed by the ground or something.

When the phone stopped ringing, he crouched down to pick it up. When he was about to stand up, he hit his head below his desk which made his glasses fall to the floor. He heaved a sigh and picked it up. There was a small crack at the bottom. Not that it would interfere with his vision or something. It just looked fucking ridiculous and it didn’t make sense for someone who’s wearing formal clothes to have a broken pair of glasses.

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Baekhyun was having a nice warm bath in his unpaid apartment. He stayed there for 4 years, ever since he landed his job, and now he’s in danger of losing his place. He stood under the shower for almost half an hour contemplating whether or not he should move back in to his parents’ house. He never got along with his father and his mother would be heartbroken if she found out that he lost his job. He was desperate to feel some sense of relief after all that happened today. He wanted to feel okay.

He wore a white button-down shirt and headed to the only place he knew he could find solitude- the club. If he was going to leave the city and head back to his mom and dad, he needed a good memory to go with him. He wore a decent ensemble for the night, it screamed I-got-fired-from-my-job-but-at-least-I-still-have-something-nice-to-wear.

He sat on one of the bar stools and ordered a glass of whiskey, on the rocks. He usually ordered one with coke but he didn’t need to wake up early in the morning anymore so he didn’t mind getting a little more knocked out that he usually would.

He took in the aroma of the drink as he sniffed it in a manner which showed just how much he missed the euphoric feeling of getting wasted. But he missed something else, too. Something that would make him feel even more relaxed than being dead drunk. Sex.

But he was a strong believer that sex should be sacred and it should only be done with feelings. Which is why ever since he broke up with his girlfriend two years ago, he never had the chance to do the deed, not that he thought about doing it with somebody, anybody at all.

He was about to go for his drink, bottoms up, when you blew on his ear. He looked at you with wide eyes, as if it was his first time seeing a woman. You looked classy with your red lipstick and a black dress with a plunging neckline which showed how gifted you were.

“A bottle of Tequila, please.” Your voice a mix of seductive and sweet.

Baekhyun’s eyes landed on your legs. You noticed him staring. You liked the fact that you were able to catch his attention. You’ve been looking at him, observing him, the whole time ever since he got inside the club. Then you took his glasses off.

“Seems like you had a rough day.” You put his glasses in his shirt’s pocket. “Lose the glasses. It ruins the look.” You said as you took the bottle of Tequila that the bar tender put in front of you.

“Who are you?” He finally asked out of curiosity.

You stood up and headed towards the VIP lounge. “If you really wanna know, follow me.”

You disappeared in the crowd as quickly as you appeared in front of Baekhyun. You were determined to get laid tonight, and you were thirsty for the new and innocent face.

Baekhyun put his glasses back on and gulped his drink. He left his payment under the glass and followed you to where you vanished. He knew something was going down tonight. And he was ready to take the bait. He had nothing to lose anyway.

You sat on the couch and poured two shots of Tequila. That’s how confident you were that Baekhyun was going to follow you. You crossed your legs and laid back to look as relaxed as possible when he comes barging in that door.

And you were right. There he was, standing right by the door frame, catching his breath. Trickles of sweat formed on his forehead and you couldn’t help but imagine how hotter he looked when he had even more sweat coming out from every pore of his body.

You stood up and walked towards him, arms crossed in front of your chest. You pulled him inside and shut the door closed. You escorted him to the couch and offered the drink that you poured earlier.

“Thanks.” He whispered under his breath before chugging down the two shots that were meant for the both of you. You liked where this was going.

“So, tell me your story.” You said as you sat down beside him, legs crossed, body facing towards him, making sure that he caught a sneak peak of your lace panties.

He swallowed the lump on his throat at the sight of what was in front of him at that moment. “Why should I?” He managed to ask with a slight tweak in his voice. He was tense.

“Because I can make you feel better.” You answered with a sinister smile plastered on your face.

He ignored you and kept on drinking shot after shot after shot. That’s when you knew that the saying ‘One Tequila. Two Tequila. Three Tequila. Floor.’ was a big motherfucking lie. This guy could go on forever.

He was already almost halfway the bottle, when he stood up and said that he needed to pee. You knew what would happen next. He’d leave the room and he’d never come back. It’s a style used by younger men who either had girlfriends they couldn’t cheat on or they just really wanted the drink.

In his case, you knew it was the latter. Besides, you knew that after seeing you, this wouldn’t be the last time that he stepped inside of this club.

“Alright.” You said with a hint of disappointment in your voice.

He took a step towards the door and looked at you before finally going out of the room.

You were frustrated. You’d been craving for him ever since the moment your eyes caught him coming inside of this place club.

You were about to leave and look for another man who’d be willing to have sex with you but you just didn’t have the energy. You wanted Baekhyun and him only.

You closed your eyes and leaned back after taking two consecutive shots of Tequila. Your thoughts are toying with you because you could only see him. You started to imagine that he was naked right in front of you.

Your imagination took you to another world. A world where Baekhyun was fucking the life out of you. A world where you reached your climax after climax after climax. You liked the thought of Baekhyun ramming your pussy while he was on top of you. The vivid view of his sweaty face drove you crazy and before you knew it, you were already starting to touch yourself. You played with yourself because your playmate left you. And that frustrated you even more.

You arched your back as your fingers grew tired of going in circles on your clit just to satisfy you. If Baekhyun wasn’t going to fuck you tonight, you still had to cum to redeem your pride.

And just like that, you’ve reached your climax. A sense of fulfillment doused over you as you let your hands fall to your sides while you catch your breath.

Three consecutive claps snapped you back to reality.

You sat up straight and saw Baekhyun leaning on the door, enjoying his view of the show that you just laid out for him before his eyes.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” You asked, embarrassed.

“One second I tell you I need to go to the bathroom, the next second, I find you playing with yourself.” He retorted, arrogance flaring from his eyes which you noticed turned completely from innocent to a fucking sex monster who was ready to devour you. He clicked his tongue. “You didn’t think I stood you up, did you?” He shook his head from side to side. “Is that what you think of me?” He stood up straight. “I just lost the glasses to fit your preferences.”

“I said what the fuck are you doing here?” You repeated, this time louder and stronger. You were embarrassed as fuck but he didn’t have to know that.

“What’s your name?” He suddenly asked.

You found the opportunity to turn things around for him and push him off from his cloud nine. “Y/N.” You answered calmly. You stood up and walked towards him. “The owner of this club and everybody who is inside. Including you. I own you.”

“I hate to be the one to tell you this, but you’re wrong.” He said looking down to you. It was only then that you realized how tall he was. “I am Byun Baekhyun, and I own you tonight.” He said with a smirk. “Kneel.”

His command set a fire inside of you. ‘Maybe he was turned on when he saw me’ you thought to yourself. Or maybe he was thinking of fucking you to begin with.

You followed and knelt in front of him unbuckling his belt all the while. You pulled his pants down and teased his clothed dick with kisses and light bites. You heard him groan. It sent shivers down your spine. Baekhyun has been radiating what they call ‘big dick energy’ the whole night and there you were kneeling in front of his manhood.

You pulled his underwear down and was astonished by the marvelous thing that was dangling from his crotch. It was so beautiful that you thought about marrying him for a second so you could have his dick all to yourself.

You started stroking it. Lightly at first, until it got a little bit rougher. You could see on his face that he wasn’t liking it. It kinda made you feel sad. This technique always worked on all the other guys you’ve fucked with.

His hand found its way at the back of your head. You thought it was a signal telling you to suck him. But his touch was light. He lifted you up slowly so you could stand. “You know why I wanted to know your name?” He didn’t wait for you to answer. “So I can manipulate you like this.” He lowered his lips to your ear and said something that you’ve heard so many times before but you were sure he said it the best. “Y/N, Blow me.”

His command made you even more wet. Your lace panties were starting to soak in your lady juices but you didn’t mind. You walked towards the couch again and laid down, your head dangling from the edge. Baekhyun knew what was going on. He followed you and knelt right in front of your face so your mouth was at the same level as his hard on dick.

You slowly teased him by licking the top of his head while still jacking him off. You wouldn’t normally lay down like this. But because Baekhyun’s cock was so big, you knew it’d destroy your throat if you tried to force it down there at a wrong angle.

You got his tip wet then sucked and licked his balls every once in a while, to get him in the mood. Sex was important, but you could never skip the roleplay.

When you felt like you were ready, you licked the shaft just to give it a bit of lubrication because you knew it was going to hurt. You slowly opened your mouth, wider and wider as more of his dick came inside. You slightly pull him closer by his ass signaling that he can go in deeper if he wanted to.

Tears flooded your eyes as you felt his last inch inside of your mouth. You wanted to stop because you couldn’t breathe but you saw that he was liking it, loving it even. You let him thrust his dick up and down your throat as he reached for the straps of your dress. You help him take them off to which he protested, “Just the straps. Don’t take off the dress.”

Baekhyun had a knack for ladies who wore sexy dresses while he fucked them. He found them to be more attractive. He took his dick out of your mouth after a few more pumps and helped you stand. You could feel a sore throat coming in the morning but that was the least of your concerns as of the moment.

He sat down and lifted your dress exposing your black, lace panties. “You thought these would go unnoticed? You used this to seduce me.” His statement made you blow out a huff of air. You would answer, but the truth is you can’t speak because your throat fucking hurt.

You didn’t expect much from him because he didn’t seem like the type to be rough. But the way he treated you at the moment said otherwise.

He leaned on the backrest of the couch and held his arms out straight in front of him. He gave you a nod. You didn’t know what he meant by that. “It’s not fair to eat me when I can’t eat you.” He said in the sexiest manner.

You sat on his arms, making sure your feet were dangling from the back of the couch just so he wouldn’t bear all of your weight. Your hands were on the table behind you so to help with your steadiness. Your pussy was right in front of his beautiful fucking face. At that moment, you were confused. You didn’t know how the hell would he be able to lick your clothed cunt.

He slowly moved his face closer and used his tongue to push your panty to the side. You mentally thanked who the hell ever invented the g-string because it moved swiftly aside. The next moments sent you skyrocketing to cloud nine. It was like his tongue was specially made for your clit. The way it moved around it, the speed was perfect, and most of all, the pressure when he tongue fucked you was more than enough to send your hips going in circles.

Baekhyun was an expert in this. He perfectly knew what he was doing. He knew how to do you right. You couldn’t wait any longer. You set yourself down and took your panties off in front of him putting it inside his shirts pocket where his glasses used to be.

You made sure your pussy was ready for the coming pain and pleasure before you carefully sat on his huge dick. Your walls closed in on the skin of his manhood while you move in deeper. You could feel your insides filling with lady juices just by the mere insertion of Baekhyun’s big cock inside of your super wet cunt.

You started bouncing up and down on his dick while your hands were entangled in his hair. “Are you really this tight or is my dick really just big?” He asked arrogantly which made you want to make him cum for you more.

He was sucking on your left nipple, circling his tongue when needed, while his left hand was fiddling with your right boob. His right hand was supporting your back and spanking your ass whenever he feels like it.

If there was one thing which was sure to keep him as horny as he was, it was to tell him he can cum inside you. But you weren’t going to tell him straight to his face like that. It was boring. Baekhyun wasn’t boring. In fact, he’s the closest thing to heaven.

You unbuttoned his shirt one by one, planting kisses on his neck in the process. When his shirt was completely undone, you planted a kiss on his lips. He smiled. He liked it. You went in for another one, this time a sloppier version. Your tongue danced with his inside his mouth. You’d occasionally suck his tongue like the way you sucked his dick and he’d bite your lower lip to the point where it almost bled.

You bounced. You grinded. You bounced and then you grinded again. Whenever you would cum, you’d add a mark on his back. Your nails were long enough to pierce his skin lightly, just enough to tell anyone who’d see it that he had a good time with you.

Baekhyun met every thrust halfway which made you even more ecstatic. The euphoria sent you to another dimension. Your moans drowned the loud music outside. And you had proved your imagination right. Baekhyun was way hotter when he was sweating more.

“Y/N.” He managed to say in between moans and groans.

“Yes, sweetie?” You asked in between hard and deep breaths. You were growing tired but you weren’t going to stop.

“I got fired.” He answered.

You knew. Because his boss was a regular at your club. And yesterday, you overheard him talking about firing a ‘nerd’ today. His descriptions exactly pointed to Baekhyun when you saw him tonight. You didn’t have the slightest care about whoever it was he was going to fire. But when you saw him earlier, everything changed.

You didn’t answer. But you knew you had to hold him in any way possible. If he was this good at what he does, he needed to get paid. You thought about making an offer.

“I will give you everything if you fuck me whenever I want you to.” You bargained.

He smirked. “Whenever you want me to? Honey, I could fuck you everyday.” He answered.

His thrust meeting yours went deeper and harder and you felt your g-spot being rammed. It was driving you crazy. It didn’t take long for you to reach your climax.

“Baekhyun!” You exclaimed while you thrusted deeper and faster.

“Y/N. I’m cumming, Y/N!” He shouted.

This was the moment. You knew he wanted to push you away so he wouldn’t cum inside of you. But that was one thing to keep him coming back for more.

You both thrusted faster, harder, and deeper. You wrapped your hands around his neck and exclaimed “Cum inside me, baby! Let’s cum together!”

You felt his jizz shoot inside of you and you felt limp. That was by far your best sex experience. You let yourself crash onto him for a couple of minutes. His hands were on his sides, as is telling you that you drained all of his energy.

You snapped back to reality. You knew he needed a reward for being such a great partner. You stood up and walked over to your bag, took an envelope with a shitload of money in it, and placed it on his chest. “Like I said,” You fixed your dress and your lipstick. “I will give you everything.” You grabbed your bag and walked to the door. “I’m on birth control. See you again tomorrow, sugar.” You said and left.