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COMPETITIVE NATURE

IN WHICH Y/n and Nicholas always seemed to be in competition with one another throughout childhood. What happens at the greatly anticipated HYBE picnic where they have to compete once again?

chapter 6: blindfolded

tags> use of blindfolds, cunnilingus, p in v, tit sucking, unprotected sex

mdni!!

wc: 2.2k

He leaned down to kiss you, but you pushed on his chest to stop him. He pulled back, looking down at you like a kicked puppy.

Truthfully, you didn’t want to kiss him. This was supposed to be a competition, something that was purely sexual and would result in bragging rights. You were scared that if you kissed him, it would become something more. You’d feel something more. And not only would you likely end up getting your feelings hurt, but you’d probably end up losing.

“Do you have anything we could use as blind folds?” you asked.

“Huh?” he leaned back.

“It would be better if we were blindfolded. That way it’s not like having sex. It will be less intimate,”

“You don’t want this to be intimate?”

“Well, this is just for bragging rights, isn’t it?”

He clenched his jaw, and then stepped back, walking further into his room and digging into his wardrobe. You followed him and sat down on his bed. He pulled out two long strips of black fabric, throwing one to you.

“We used these for a choreography,” he said, his voice sounding sharper than before.

You waited for him to tie the blindfold around his head before you tied yours. His room was already dark, but now everything was completely dark, and now the reality of what you were about to do was actually hitting you, and you felt a rush of nervousness running down your spine and making you shiver.

“Y/n,” You heard him say, his hands finding your shoulders.

He slid his hands down your arms, and then they found your sides. His touch was so delicate, but it was driving you crazy. The blindfold only seemed to make you more sensitive, the anticipation of not knowing what he was doing until you felt it - it was turning you on too much. You could hear his jeans crease as he moved, and his hands slid down to your thighs, coaxing them wider apart. It wasn’t until you felt his hot breath against the inside of your thigh that you realise he was on his knees. His fingers explored the flesh of your thighs, squeezing and massaging, probably to find exactly where he wanted to put his mouth. He licked up your left inner thigh, and then your right, and your hand quickly rooted itself in his hair as you struggled to hold back a whimper.

He started sucking and kissing closer and closer to your core. He could probably feel its heat with how close his face was getting to it. He found it with his fingers first, gingerly swiping his thumb over the lace of your thong, and you suddenly felt embarrassed by how you’d soaked through it already. He seemed to like it though, moaning and pressing his nose right against your clit, breathing in deeply. You gasped, accidentally bucking you hips into his face. He growled and grabbed your hips, pulling you forward until you and sitting on the very edge of the mattress and spreading your legs wider.

“You smell like heaven.” He confessed as he fumbled a little with the crotch of your underwear, struggling to pull it to the side with his lack of vision.

You reached down and moved it for him, and for a moment, his hand lingered against yours.

“Yixiang?” You whispered.

“I’d do anything to see you right now,” he said, before he hooked his arms under your thighs and leaning back in. You used your hand in his hair to guide him in the right direction, until he mouth was on your most sensitive part. He started licking immediately, and your eyes rolled back behind the blindfold as you let out an embarrassing moan.

He groaned in response, circling his tongue around your clit in a way that made your whole body jolt, and he just gripped your thighs harder to keep you in place. You were soaking his mouth, and you wanted to see him so badly. You wanted to see his dark eyes look up at you as his mouth stuck to your cunt. You settled on imagining it, and just doing that made your impending orgasm build in your lower stomach.

He unwrapped an arm from your thigh and ran his hand underneath it, guiding it to rest over his shoulder. With your heel digging into his back, he used his now free hand to collect some of the wetness that was dripping off of you as his tongue worked at your clit, and then he pushed a finger inside. You choked out a moan, gripping his hair so hard it definitely hurt him.

This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. You were supposed to be making him cum. You were supposed to resist him and take control. Why were you letting this happen?

“Yixiang - your dick,”

“Hmmm?” He hummed against you, the vibrations stimulating your clit euphorically.

“Your dick, not your fingers. Fuck me.”

You felt the hotness of his mouth move away, and you started to stress,”I’m on the pill. Hurry up,”

You heard him stand up and rustle. Soon, he pushed you gently down onto the bed, and then you felt his member against your stomach.

“Can you move further up the bed?” he asked, his voice quivering a little.

You shuffled until you were completely on the bed, and you heard him climb up onto the mattress after you. He slotted his knees either side of your hips, you bending your legs to give him perfect access. You felt his tip sliding down your slit, but he didn’t seem to be able to find the right place or angle to press it in.

“Take the blindfold off.” You said without thinking. You didn’t care anymore. You wanted him too badly to care about the competition anymore.

“Huh?”

“Take it off,”

“Are you sure?”

“I wouldn’t be telling you to if I wasn’t sure,”

There was silence, as you assumed he was untying his blindfold. When the silence stretched for a little too long, you started to feel self conscious. Was he looking at you? Did he not like what he saw? Before you could overthink too much, you suddenly felt fingers dipping underneath the fabric around your head, and you squinted as it was removed from your eyes. You blinked, your eyes adjusting, and then you saw him. Nicholas was leaning over you, one hand supporting himself on the mattress next to your head, and the other holding his cock tightly. You stared a little too hard, taking in the large size and the bulging veins. He truly was beautiful everywhere.

“Y/n,” he breathed, his eyes hooded and misty with desperation,”Can I take off your dress, please?”

You nodded, and he quickly ran his hands up your thighs, under your dress, past your hips and to your waist, lifting the dress all the way up until it was bunched at your chest. From there you raised your arms and he helped you remove it completely, your tits spilling out.

“Fucking hell,” he whispered,”They’re even better than I imagined.”

His mouth latched around your nipple, and you whined, arching up at him. He hummed and kneaded your other breast with his hand, letting his cock rest against your inner thigh, which only made you squirm further.

You tugged impatiently at his shirt, and he quickly kneeled back and pulled it off. Your mouth went completely dry. Nicholas shirtless was one thing. Nicholas shirtless with his dick out was completely mesmerising. The light from the alarm clock on his bedside table wasn’t failing you in this moment, contouring the shadows of his abs perfectly.

“I’ve always wanted to do this.” he said, lining his dick up against your aching, wet hole precisely this time.

You gripped onto his bicep as he pushed in, moaning at how stretched he was making you, getting a little light-headed from the feeling.

“You have the best fucking pussy. Shit.” He mumbled as he slowly drew out again, preparing to thrust back in,”Is this okay?”

“Yes, Nicho, fuck. Don’t stop,”

He whimpered and thrust forwards, making you both moan.

“Baby.” He whined, thrusting out and in again, getting faster and firmer.

He leaned down and covered your mouth with his. You let him this time, too fucked out to even care or process that you originally didn’t want him to. This wasn’t fucking anymore. This was making love. And he kissed you like he was desperate for it, messily mixing saliva and even clashing teeth once or twice. But it might’ve been the best anyone had ever kissed you. You grabbed him around the face to kiss him deeper, and your mouths synced up more, making it more harmonious and that much better. He whimpered again as you licked into his mouth. You would kiss him forever if you weren’t restricting your breathing. Especially if he made those beautiful noises every time.

He pulled back and changed his posture so he could sit up without using his arms, and then hooked both his hands under your knees, pushing your legs back so you opened up for him even more. He groaned at the sight of you like this - so exposed - for him.

“I think you’ve ruined me for other girls, Y/n.” he admitted, picking up his thrusts again, making you such a whining, moaning mess that you could even respond to him.

“Nicho,” You managed,”Let me on top,”

“Fuck. Okay.”

He pulled out, and you momentarily missed the way that he filled you so well. He quickly lay down at the head of the bed and you climbed on top of his, settling down with your slit against his shaft. You teasingly slid up and down, your folds greedily wrapping around the width of his cock. You watched his face, and he tilted his head back against the headboard, biting his lip hard. He had one arm slung over his forehead, and the other gripping your hip.

“Don’t tease,”

You chuckled, raising yourself and grabbing his dick, aligning it with your heat. You kept eye contact as you lowered yourself, the head pushing against your pulsing walls. The noise he made in his throat sounded strangled, and completely pathetic. You loved it. You lowered yourself completely, your wetness engulfing his completely again. You rolled your hips up and down, and his eyes rolled back, his mouth falling open in a silent moan. When you started going faster, beginning bouncing motions which made your tits dance in his face, his other hand flew to your hip too, digging into your skin. His moans were getting deeper - more gravelly - and you could tell he really couldn’t control himself anymore. His expression was completely fucked out, staring up at you with glassy eyes and his jaw hanging dumbly open.

“I.. I’m gonna…” he stuttered, his eyes fluttering shut and open again.

“Do it, baby,” You could feel yourself getting close too, and you reached down and furiously circled your clit with your fingers to help yourself along.

“Y/n, Y/n, oh my god, Y/n,” His hips started to buck up to meet yours, as if he couldn’t help himself, and with one final, deep thrust, he came, his hot cum squirting into you as he held your hips down. You could feel his thighs trembling beneath you, and his eyes squeezed shut, letting out tiny, high pitched whimpers. You don’t think you’ve ever seen a guy cum like this before, and it was absolutely magnificent. The sight triggered your own orgasm, and soon you were shaking and moaning on his soft cock, cum leaking out from where the two of you were still attached, as waves of genuine ecstasy rolled through you.

You collapsed forward onto his chest, sighing deeply and contently. It was a couple minutes before one of you spoke, as you both seemed to have pretty intense orgasms. You listened to his heartbeat as it gradually slowed down.

“Guess you win.” He muttered.

“Hm?”

“I came first. You win.”

You placed your hands on the mattress and pushed yourself up so you could look at him,”You think I did all that for the competition?”

His eyes flicked across your face, trying to detect any indication that you were lying,”You… didn’t?”

“I fucked you because I wanted to, Yixiang. It wasn’t because I wanted to beat you,”

He let out a breath of disbelief, a smile breaking out across his pink lips,”If I’d known that I would’ve taken you on a date first.”

You chuckled, running a hand through his hair,”We can do that next.”

“Really?” his smile widened,”We have to before I go back to Japan. I’ll plan something. Are you free tomorrow?”

You lean down and kiss him, softly, and he reciprocates, placing his hands in your hair gently.

“We don’t have to rush. I know we’ll be long distance sometimes, but I’m not going anywhere,”

“Seriously?” he moved his hands to caress your face.

“Seriously. I like you… annoyingly,”

He chuckled and kissed your nose,“Badminton is a banned word in this relationship. Starting now.”

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ty for 200 notes on this one!!!

PUBLICITY STUNT

MDNI!!!

synopsis: nicholas is an old friend of yours from back when you were a trainee under hybe. however, due to a grudge you’re stubbornly holding onto years later, your relationship as fellow idols is strained. what happens when a video is leaked of you and nicholas bickering backstage, and your company wants you to fake date him to dispel the backlash from his fans?

if you just want to read some smut and cba to read the whole series this chapter kinda works as a standalone too.

chapter 16: drunk

tags > sub!virgin!nicholas, drunk sex, sex with feelings, grinding, blowjob, face riding, cumming untouched (kinda), mention of back entrance

might have pushed my desperate man agenda a little far with this one.

wc: 2.3k

on the drive back to yours, in the elevator up to your apartment, and as you walked through the front door, nicholas was holding onto your hand the whole time, as if making sure you weren’t going to slip through his fingers. not again.

you shut the door behind you and removed your hand from his so you could lock it, and his fingers brushed your arm tentatively, like he couldn’t stand to not be touching you even for a little bit. he kicked off his shoes, you turned to face him, and he dropped his hand, staring at your face silently.

leaning your back against the door, you smile, reaching out and hooking your fingers into the collar of his shirt. you don’t tug him closer, he does that himself, moving towards you until you were almost nose to nose. you feel his breath fanning over your lips, you look up at him, and he’s staring down at you as if you’re holding the entire universe in your hands. you believe him now, you believe what he said about loving you.

you kiss him softly. you wanted him to feel that you loved him too, but you weren’t quite ready to say it. so instead you kissed him. it wasn’t heated and messy like the previous one, it was tender. his hands flew up to rest either side of your face, and he sighed, angling your head up to kiss you deeper. he was so attractive like this - a little drunk and desperate. you pulled away and took his hand, guiding him to the bedroom. he looked around your room innocently, maybe not aware of what you were planning on doing to him that night, his eyes landed on the meihua tree, and his face flushed. you’d been taking good care of it.

“do you remember the plum blossom festival?” he asked.

you plopped down on your bed,“of course i do,”

“that’s when i fell in love with you,”

your lips parted out of shock,“you liked me back then?”

he sits down beside you,“i was crazy for you,”

you looked away and trailed a finger up his thigh affectionately,“i’m sorry i stopped talking to you,”

he nodded. he didn’t say that he forgives you, you suppose you don’t deserve it. you had blamed him for something that likely wasn’t even his fault, just because it made you feel better than having to blame yourself. you didn’t want to think that you weren’t good enough for hybe. but you didn’t know how he felt about you, and you didn’t know how much it destroyed him when you stopped responding to his messages.

he nuzzled his nose into the side of your neck, breathing in deeply. your thighs tightened. he probably wasn’t even trying to turn you on right now, but your neck was so sensitive, and he smelt so good. you clutched his shirt, making him pull away and look at you, and you smashed your lips onto his. he inhaled sharply, kissing you back eagerly, this time it was him trying to keep up with you. he placed his hands on your bare thighs, squeezing slightly, and you whined and shifted. he kept on pulling back, making you chase his lips, before going back in. after about his fifth time of doing that, you growled and moved, swinging one leg over him so you were straddling him.

“would you stop that,” you demanded, grabbing his jaw.

he chuckled softly, his ears going pink,“‘m sorry, i just like to look at you,”

“you don’t normally look at someone as you kiss them,”

his blush spread to the rest of his face,“sorry,”

you bent your head and kissed his bottom lip, pulling on it with your teeth, and he moaned. you smiled and licked along where you’d just bitten, and his hands grabbed your hips, trying to ground himself so he doesn’t go insane. you were kissing again, sloppily with tongue and teeth, and you pressed yourself more firmly down on him. he groaned, his hips bucking up involuntarily. your fingers tightened their grip on his shoulders and you rocked back and forth. he quickly pulled away from the kiss and gasped.

“y/n,”

“yeah?” you rolled your hips.

he grunted, his thumbs digging into your hip bones,“fuck, is this okay?”

“why wouldn’t it be?” you ran your fingers through his hair. his eyes fluttered shut for a moment, as if to clear his head enough to form a coherent sentence.

“because you’re drunk. i’m drunk,”

“i’m not drunk,” okay, maybe you were a little bit still, but right now you felt hyper-aware of nicholas’s touch, breaths and all the sounds you were drawing out of him, and if you couldn’t get more of him you were going to break.

you grinded down on him again, and his head flew back as he bucked up against you, with no coordination or rhythm, just desperation. you placed kisses across his jawline, and then down his neck, all while you were grinding against each other breathlessly. you could feel how hard he was underneath you already.

you bit down on the area where his neck and shoulder met, and he let out a cry and suddenly stopped moving, gripping your hips hard to stop you too.

“wait, wait, wait, stop, stop,”

you pulled back and looked at him with a frown,“what’s wrong?”

he looked up at you, his face flushed completely red,“i… i think i was about to cum,” he didn’t meet your eyes, clearly ashamed.

you smiled, climbing out of his lap and settling on your knees between his legs,“let’s get these off then,”

you started to unbutton his jeans, but he grabbed your wrists, his hands shaking slightly,“wait.”

you look up at him,“you don’t want to?”

“no, i do, it’s just…” he dropped his head,“i’m a virgin,”

you couldn’t help your mouth dropping open. you couldn’t believe someone as good-looking as nicholas would be a virgin,“what? how?”

“…i always wanted it to be you,”

your heart was hammering in your chest,“but… you didn’t see me for three years,”

“i know. i tried. i really did try. i even took a girl home once, but she touched me and i realised i was picturing you. i couldn’t…” he sucked in a deep breath,“i did eventually move on, i wasn’t hurting about it anymore, but i still never met anyone who made me feel the way you did. and i thought, maybe that’s just the kind of teenage infatuation you don’t experience as an adult, but then i saw you again, three years later, as an idol under another company, and even more beautiful than i remembered, and… it all came back,”

he was rambling, staring down at you with his eyebrows creased into a deep frown, you could tell he was struggling to keep eye contact out of embarrassment but still he maintained it so you knew he was being genuine. you gently took his hand in yours and kissed it. it must’ve been a weird situation for him, spilling his guts completely as you sat in a suggestive position between his legs. you wanted him to know that you heard him, though, and that this wasn’t just sexual to you.

“if you leave me again i won’t be able to handle it,”

“i won’t,” you kiss his hand again, and then his other one,“i won’t,”

his frown lines softened out, and then he slowly directed your hands back to the zipper of his jeans.

“you sure?” you ask.

he nods, his adam’s apple moving up and down,“yes. please.”

you undo his zipper and help him tug his jeans down, and then you free his length from his boxers, letting your breaths brush over his tip. he lets out a whine from the back of his throat as you hold him gently, looking down at you with lust-filled eyes. you place a kiss on his tip and his whole body jolts, bucking his hips towards your face while making a strangled sound behind his pursed lips.

“fuck, y/n,”

you lick up his shaft from the base to the tip, and his fingers thread into your hair as he moans.

“don’t tease, y/n,”

you smile and swirl your tongue around his red tip, and he whimpers, trying to gently push your mouth onto his dick. you decided to give it to him, and wrap your lips around it, sucking gently, slowly sliding further down until you couldn’t anymore. you try to keep looking up at him, to see his mouth fall open and eyes flutter shut. he looked godly like this, you can’t believe you’re the first person to experience it. you bob your head up and down, your cheeks sunken as you suck harder, still keeping a slow pace. he starts mumbling, blabbering, his eyes rolled back, his pronunciation slurring.

“mm, fuck, mmmhm, yeah, you’re so good, y/n. you feel so good. i’m never letting you go after this, y’know?”

you push his tip to the back of your throat, gagging slightly, coaxing more beautiful moans from his slack mouth.

“you’re so perfect. i’m gon-” his voice cracks,“gonna marry you one day.”

being cautious about the fact that he had already almost came just from grinding a few minutes ago, and you wanted to ride him tonight, you pulled back and stood up. he looked a little upset when you stopped, following your face with broken eyes, but that expression quickly vanished and was replaced by shock as you began to peel off your dress until you were left in a bra, thong and heels.

“oh my god,” his eyes roamed your body greedily, not seeming to be able to settle on a singular place. his cock twitched visibly,“you’re so amazing. can i touch you, please?”

“you don’t have to ask,”

he reaches out his hands, first brushing down your sides, and then sliding back to grab your behind, and then travelling back up to cup your breasts over your bra. he stops when you grab the hem of his shirt and tug it up, raising his arms so you could remove it for him. once his top half was bare, you bent down and began to suck and bite along his shoulders and collarbones. he whimpered placing his hands back on your ass and squeezing. you suck hard to leave marks, remembering the time you’d given him a hickey before, and now you were finally able to do it again. and the sounds he made were so addicting.

“take off your jeans and lie down,” you instruct. he’s quick to do so and climb to the head of the bed, settling down on the pillow.

you climb on top of him and kiss him. his hands go to your thighs now, running up and down, making you shiver.

“y/n, can i taste you? i really wanna.”

you smile and nod,“want me to ride your face?”

his eyes narrow, and he tugs you up onto his chest by your thighs. you chuckle and shuffle further, until your clothed crotch hovered over his mouth.

“i’ll take that as a yes,”

“god, y/n, please just let me do it,”

you move your thong to the side, gasping as his hot breath hit your core directly. he tilted his chin up to lick you, but you raised your hips so he just missed. he didn’t seem to appreciate the teasing, so he grabbed your hips and forcefully pulled you down onto his mouth. you both moaned. his tongue was swiping through your folds and quickly into your entrance, not caring to start slow or build up. you swore, gripping the headrest with your head thrown back. your hips rocked on their own accord, making it so your clit bumped his nose, and you moaned every time. he was pulling you down even harder, he must’ve been finding it hard to breath. the place where his mouth and your cunt connected was soaking and messy, all over his lower face and your thighs.

“i fucking love you,” you could barely hear his muffled statement over the sound of squelching and your own moans,“taste so good. i could do this forever,”

“fuck, yixiang.”

he growls, nuzzling his face against your clit in a way that was so overstimulating but so good. he was moving too, his hips bucking up, humping into nothing but the seam of his boxers.

the feeling crept up on you quicker than expected, the heat spreading all across your body, the tightness low in your stomach. you started swearing over and over, your brain not being able to think anything else. he gripped onto your ass, and then you felt the soft pad of his finger pressing against the tiny hole back there. not intruding, just pressing against it. you came immediately.

your body shook as you orgasmed, and he licked you through it. you weren’t even sure if he knew you were cumming. eventually, you became too sensitive and had to lift yourself off, rolling to the side, your chest heaving.

“did you…?” he asked.

“i did,” you said breathlessly, lying down beside him. his lips and chin were glistening from you.

“i did too,”

“what?” you look down to see streaks of white coating his abs, and his soft penis looking red and spent. he’d came while you weren’t even touching him.

you look back up at his face, and he looks away, embarrassed.

“i’m sorry,”

you chuckle and kiss his cheek,“don’t be sorry,”

“but i wanted to have sex with you,” he whined.

“we can try in the morning, yeah?”

he grumbled, and you couldn’t resist leaning in and peppering a few kisses across his face. he scrunched his nose at you, which made you laugh. turning his head to the side to stare at you, he cupped your cheek. the look in his eyes was so tender you felt your heart melting.

“i love you,”

it felt right this time.

“i love you too,”

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