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Halloween- a Choi Jongho x Fem! Reader fic

author’s note: hey yall, this idea randomly came to me when I woke up the other day so here we are!! jongho always gives me like male best friend that you’re in love with vibes so??? yeah. hope you enjoy, and requests are open always!

word count: 2,643

warnings: Praise Kink,Creampie,Friends to Lovers,Teasing, Making Out, Oral, Soft Dom!Choi Jongho, manhandling, multiple orgasms

Summary: You and your best friend Jongho are celebrating Halloween together. While drunk off an undisclosed amount of soju, you begin to play truth or dare. As inebriated as you both are, still nothing could’ve prepared you for jonghos dare;

Today was Halloween, and as usual, it was just you and your long time best friend Jongho celebrating with soju, big bowls of Halloween candy and a long run of horror classic illuminating the living room.

Suddenly, you felt the weight shift on the couch as he turned his body towards yours. You watched him with half lidded eyes, high off whatever amazing weed your best friend had gotten from Mingi sometime before you came over. And, of course, you were a bit tipsy; how could you say no to your decade old tradition of soju with your candy?

“Y/N,” his voice raspy, “I’m boredddddddddd,” he moved his mouth into a dramatic pout before smiling again, “let’s play a game or something.”

You let out a dramatic exhale. You knew there was absolutely no way you could control a console controller right now, or even think hard enough to play any sort of card or board game. He has always had a higher tolerance than you, so he could probably drive to another country still in comparison to you, as you felt like you’d become one with the couch.

“Jongie, i can barely think right now,” you laughed out, your voice a slur of words squashed together.

“That’s okay! we can play something simple.” He chimed, inquisitively tapping his fingers to his chin, searching for an idea. He perked up suddenly, pointing a finger at you. “oh oh! What about truth or dare?” He smiled at you one of his infamous mischievous smiles; had you been any less drunk, you would actually be wondering what he was planning. But, fortunately for him, your anxiety and overanalyzing was numbed.

“Sureeeee,” you rolled off your tongue, leaning your head against jonghos broad shoulder. He patted you on the head softly, then running his hand through your hair as he spoke,

“Alright I’ll start. So, y/n, truth or dare?’

Without thinking, you replied “dare!’

He smiled down at you, chuckling at your quick response.

“ kiss me, y/n.”

Your breath caught; was he that drunk?

Inside your chest and midsection, you felt flutters. You knew of this trick before; often, in the last 10 years, most drunk nights ended in makeout sessions you both refused to acknowledge in your sober minds.

The chemistry had always been undeniable, even when untouched by substance; both of you had learned to distract from the tangible sparks in the air that always came between you.

“Jongie, are you sure?’ You whispered, your face burning red. You asked, but you truly did know the answer; you both always yearned desperately for each other in silence; but in these liquor soaked moments, those silences were vanishing.

He leaned in, breathing in your air as he whispered in his sweet voice, “ You know the answer to that, beautiful.” He flashed you another soft smile before connecting his lips to yours; the feeling like scalding coals; warm, and searing, yet comforting.

You shuddered, crossing your legs tightly as the kissing shook you to your core. You cupped your hands gently around his face, accidentally letting out a soft moan into your dancing mouths.

He groaned in response, his hand sliding gently up and down your thigh, his thumb occasionally rubbing circles wherever he stopped himself. You felt your hips shaking, your legs weak under his gentle touch.

Gently, he broke the kiss, staring at you with equally half lidded eyes now; you looked down briefly before he tipped your chin back towards his intoxicating gaze. “It’s your turn to ask me, love.”

You felt your heart jump out of your chest. You let out a somewhat forced giggle, trying to snap your mind back into focus enough to formulate words, “ah- yes you’re right! Truth or dare, jjongie?”

His mischievous smile returned as he replied, “dare.”

You shut your eyes, attempting to hide from any possible rejection to your liquid courage response, “kiss me again…harder, please.” You pleaded, looking back up at the last second to see his reaction. He smirked, and in an instant, he pulled you into his lap, peppering your neck softly with kisses. You whined, your legs trembling once again as he cupped your face, bringing you further to him.

This time, you touched his lips first with your own; whimpering softly as his soft, warm tongue traced the outline of your lips; something he hadn’t done in the past.

You had both gotten deep into these kissing sessions, whenever they did occur; but it was always a lot of lips, and grabs, but nothing more.

It seemed this night was different, but you most definitely aren’t complaining.

You parted your lips, hoping for him to envelope you entirely; he smiled into the kiss, teasing as he continued to trace the entrance of your mouth with an agonizingly slow pace.

You let out a frustrated and desperate noise, breaking the kiss to complain, “stopppp teasing meeee jjongie!” You breathed, adjusting your legs to close them tighter, “ i need you.. please…” you pleaded once more, your hand now clutching the collar of his shirt.

In response, he slid his back down a bit further on the couch, aligning your hips to his as he reached a hand to your ass, pressing you gently against him; his signal to show you how undeniably hard he was.

“Do you think you’re the only one who wants something, y/n?”

Your body jolted in surprise at the warm and stiff mound that was rhythmically twitching against your now soaked panties; you melted as you settled against it; rolling your hips softly to create friction.

You both let out breathy groans in response to your movement. You leaned forward once again to kiss him, this time his mouth crashing into yours, his tongue instantly demanding entrance; you instantly obeyed, opening as much as he wanted as he continued to swirl his tongue over yours back and forth with your own shaky swirls. He reached up his strong hands to unbutton your top, your body shuddering at the cold chill in the air as your breasts came in contact.

A devilishly evil smile danced on his face as he proceeded to roll one of your stiff nipples gently between his fingers “awww, is someone a little cold?” He mocked, now latching his fingers to your other breast, rolling both nipples in unison.

You moaned over and over, your underwear now beyond saving as you pressed your self deeper against him, his cock now twitching with frantic need.

Suddenly, you were on your back, quickly pressed into the couch by him with little force; his natural strength creating absolutely no tension or struggle in his face as he pinned your wrists to the cushions.

“So, before anything continues,” he said in a low voice, “what is your sex life like, y/n?”

You rolled your eyes, looking back toward him to chuckle, “you know it’s been nothing but boring and underwhelming, jong.” This was true and he knew that; you hadn’t ever orgasmed in the few hookups you did have; most guys just wanted to get a blowjob and leave. So, it’s safe to say you didn’t have much experience that had been positive.

“My poor best friend,” he chuckled darkly, “those guys had no idea what they were doing.” He slowly pulled your top off, followed by your skirt, leaving you in your bra and panties underneath him. You looked away, clearly embarrassed.

“Do i have to be the only one naked right now?” You whispered, pouting softly. He tipped your face back to his, never breaking eye contact as he swiftly pulled off his shirt, and unbuckled his belt, sliding off his pants. Your hips bucked slightly as you watched, your face burning bright as you gazed down to his stiff cock, a print standing in his boxers; peaking over the top of his hem line as it was neatly tucked against his abdomen.

“O-oh my god,” you breathed. You had never in the 10 years you’d been friends, seen jongho shirtless; let alone practically naked. He was gorgeous in every single way, in ways he couldn’t even fathom.

“you’ll be saying that a lot in a minute,” he retorted, quickly sliding off the couch onto his knees.

You watched him, clearly confused to his plans; until he used one hand to part your legs, sliding your panties off with a quick movement. You yelped softly in surprise, your thighs opening, his smile growing more lustful as he watched your quivering, soaked pussy leaving strings of your need across your thighs. “W-what do you mean— oh!” You were instantly cut off as he buried his face between your legs, instantly using his tongue to swirl circles on your clit, proceeding to pressing the width of his tongue against your folds, lapping up softly, his hands gripping your thighs tightly as you moaned louder than you ever had before.

“Jjongie i-i— oh my god!” You exclaimed, as he slid two fingers into your soaked hole, pumping them rhythmically as he continued softly suckling on your clit.

The pleasure was nothing like what you had experienced, even by yourself; your body was warm, full of sparks, and the pure ecstasy in the air was suffocating. You desperately closed your legs around him as he slid his tongue into your hole, fucking you over and over with it relentlessly. Eyes rolling to the back of your head, your vision nothing but black and stars as you bucked your hips up in climax, squirting as he effortlessly slipped his fingers in and curled, pressing and rubbing your gspot, driving you practically insane. You almost yelled from the pleasure, releasing another powerful orgasm as he contained to fingefuck you relentlessly through your orgasms. You clutched the bed sheets helplessly, whimpering and crying as he started to slow himself, seeing how fucked out you already became.

As you shook and trembled on the couch in a puddle of your own arousal, he sat back next to you, reaching his soaked fingers to your lips, “clean my fingers, love.”

You looked at him in sheer embarrassment, still gasping heavily as you whined, “b-but its embarrassinggg, I can’t-“ instantly, you were cut off by his hand tightly grabbing you by your jawline. his eyes soft yet demanding, “are you going to be good for me and clean your cum off my fingers, or do i have to punish you, hm?” He spoke in a demanding tone that made you wet all over again somehow; it was genuinely dangerous how much he made you feel this way.

You nodded, opening your mouth as he slid the fingers in. “Suck.”

You obeyed, sucking softly at the salty taste; sliding your tongue around his fingers, licking up every last drop. He watched you intently, a fire burning in his eyes. He wanted you, more than he ever did in this exact moment; he had to have you. He already tasted one taste of you; now he needed to swallow you whole.

After you cleaned his digits, he removed them quickly, with a distinct pop noise hitting the air.

You giggled softly at the noise, and he chuckled a bit in response.

“S-so….that was amazing,” you exhaled, your brain still immensely foggy.

“Did you think it was over?” He laughed loudly, his eyes sparkling down at you. You laughed with him; assuming originally that it had been a joke, that this was the end and he just was teasing you; until he looked at you with his again lust filled eyes.

“I’m not done with you yet, y/n.’ He sang into your ear softly, kissing your neck as he reached down to free his stiff and swollen cock from his boxers. You couldn’t help but look due to sheer curiosity; and you’re so glad you looked.

You whimpered at the sight; it was thick, thicker than any cock you had seen before; and it was long, with a distinctive curve. Your stomach filled with anxious butterflies as you watched him try to alleviate the desperation of his need by slowly jerking himself off. You didn’t know how in the world that was going to fit inside you; let alone actually feel enjoyable.

“Um….jjongie? How is it gonna fit?” You whispered. His eyes flickered away from lust to concern and comfort, as he rubbed your thighs gently. “It will baby; i promise it wont hurt. I just have to be slow, okay?’

you nodded nervously, laying back on the couch and shakily spreading your legs. he, of course, quickly followed your every move; smiling at you as he assumed position.

you watched nervously as he grabbed his length, pressing it against your wetness, a deep groan escaping his lips as you gasped.

he was so warm, and hard; you could feel yourself throbbing for him already as he rubbed against your clit with his tip. you whimpered, boldly grabbing against his hip and ass to push him inside you.

his laughter filled the room in response, as he pinned your hand down and slid his cock in ever so slightly.

you gasped and moaned with surprise, the sensation

beyond any level of human pleasure you thought was possible.

he smirked as he watched your face contorting with pleasure, using his restraint to slowly dip the tip back in and out, sliding it deeper and deeper every time.

eyes rolling back to your head, you can feel his thickness and his length stretching out your sensitive, tight walls; it was addictive.

At this point, you felt practically primal; all you wanted was him right now. You’ve wanted him your whole friendship; and to now feel his cock trying to explore your every crevice; it was a miracle.

“Deeper, please please please,” you whined loudly. you smiled a crooked smile after, practically purring out, “no mercy..”

no words could have made him listen faster; suddenly, he pushed a deep, powerful thrust into you, a shocked moan was ripped from your throat as his entire 8 inches entered you. with no hesitation, he gripped your hips roughly with both hands, and began drilling into you with no shame.

your mind was completely gone after he began pounding inside your pussy; brutally ravishing your cervix in the process. the curve of his member fit you perfectly, hitting all the sweet spots you didn’t even know you had.

mind broken by him by now, you continued to whimper, cry, and moan, repeating “more!more!” every time, making him drive himself insane with the speed and intensity of your fucking. somehow, he still had half a brain enough to rub your clit, sending you into overdrive. “You’re doing so good for me baby,” he said between heavy pants, “do you see how you take my cock so well? It was made for you, y/n. It was always for you, my good girl…” as his sweet words flooded your ears, you squeezed tightly around his throbbing cock as you came, him letting out a loud grunt in response, close to his climax.

“baby, I have to cum inside you…please,” he watched you, unable to stop himself from the continuous drilling as he climbed toward his orgasm; fully overstimulated and mind broken, you squeaked out desperately, “fill me up please, please! I don’t care what happens, I just need you!”

as soon as those words slipped from your mouth, he pulled you close to his chest as he came, switching from rough, fast strokes to slow and deep ones, riding out his high as he filled you. he growled into your neck, his dick still twitching as he shot ropes inside you. finally, he collapsed beside you, wrapping himself around your body.

“Happy Halloween,” he chuckled out as he caressed your chest with the tips of your fingers.

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