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Not Your Girlfriend

pairing: anton x fem!reader

warning: smut! protected and unprotected sex, oral, aftercare <3, cheating, pet names, mentions of food, eating, and reader being on birth control

wc: 4.5k

a/n: part two of So Good Back Then! this is set maybe a month? after the events of part one :D thank you to everyone who enjoyed this (especially the anon who requested this <3) it means so much to me that you all read and liked my fic :') i hope part two is as good as part one

song: Girlfriends - Zin

There was something heavenly in this sight.

Your legs thrown over Anton’s shoulders, his hips thrusting deep into you, your fingertips were digging into his shoulders, your face scrunched and desperately pleading for him to speed up. Your moans and pleas were the only thing he could hear, feeling your walls squeeze and flutter around his dick as he continued pounding into you.

“I’m so close.” You whined.

“Just a little longer, baby.”

You whined as Anton moved his hand down, rubbing circles into your clit as your high approached.

“Anton, right there! Fuck-”

He loved the way your body twitched, knowing your orgasm was coming, rubbing your clit faster as he felt your walls tighten around him. His hips pumped into you more before he came into the condom.

Panting, you were completely spent. Feeling Anton pull out before falling beside you, you were still tingling from your orgasm. Turning to face him, you felt your breath grow steadier.

“How are you so good?”

Anton laughed.

“I have the prettiest girl under me, how am I not gonna fuck her good?”

He leaned over and laid a kiss on your forehead. A smile spread across your face, relaxing into the bed as Anton got up to grab a washcloth from your bathroom. Returning, he cleaned you up and brought you some clean clothes before cleaning himself up.

“Thank you.” You said.

“Did you need anything?” He asked.

“No, I might just sleep.”

Anton crawled into bed with you, wrapping you in the soft duvet before watching you fall asleep. As you slept, Anton shifted onto his back to see how deeply you were sleeping. You practically passed out after hitting the pillow, letting him feel comfortable checking his phone.

‘Fuck.’ He thought.

Anton’s phone displayed a missed call from his girlfriend. He carefully crept out of bed and into your living room to call her back. Calling her resulted in leaving a brief voicemail before returning to your room.

He walked into your bathroom, splashing some water onto his face as he looked at himself with guilt. Sungchan’s words still echo through his mind, “Bring your girlfriend up, even if it’s abrupt or something. Don’t be that guy.”

‘I’m so fucking that guy.’

Anton was disgusted with himself. He always was when he snuck around like some stupid teenager. It was a one time mistake but he let it continue on and on, unable to stay away from you. Anton hated this cycle of self-hatred but why should he act so good and pure when he’s the one fucking over two women.

He walked back to you, climbing into your bed before falling asleep.

Anton liked waking up in your bed, the sheets were softer, your bedroom had better sunlight than his, and he loved pulling you closer to him when waking. His large arm hooked around your waist, pulling you against his torso. He loved the little noises and groans you made when waking up. Leaning over to kiss your cheek, trailing closer to your lips.

“Mmm, can you brush your teeth first?”

Anton laughed, letting go of you before you both walked to your bathroom, brushing and freshening up before laying back down.

“Are we good now?” He asked, lightly hovering over you.

Your hands grabbed onto his face, pulling him closer, “Much better.”

His lips pressed into yours, a smile stretching as he continued pecking against you. He could hear you sighing against him, crawling further on top of you and feeling your hands stretching around him back.

Your tongue licked across his bottom lip, wanting to feel and touch him even deeper. Anton was always quick to give in to you, never letting you beg or ask for too long, how could he?

His hands were all over you, kneading your breasts, gripping your hips, even moving up to massage his thumbs against your neck. You sighed more against him, rocking your hips against his hard on, loving how it felt against your clit.

Laying another kiss onto his lips, “Can we fuck?”

Anton rolled his hips into yours, “You’re so needy these days.”

His mouth latched onto your neck, kissing your jaw and up to your ear, “How do you want me?”

“Like this, I need you like this.”

You felt his hands pull your pajama bottoms down, exposing your heat to the cool, morning air.  You gasped as he dipped his fingers into your folds, feeling how wet you were and teasing your clit.

“Anton.” You whined.

“Give me one second.” He kissed you before leaning over and grabbing at one of your condoms.

“You know you don’t have to do that, I’m already on birth control.”

“I just wanna be safe, baby.”

Rolling his condom on, Anton moved back where he was: hovering over you, your legs hooked around his waist, whispering right against your ear. He pushed into you, slow movements as he heard your breath hitch and sigh. Fully in, he leaned back into your ear.

“Does it feel good?”

The proximity made your face burn. Even after having sex so much, Anton always found a way to make you nervous and blushing.

“So good.”

Pulling out, he groaned. His deep, guttural sounds made your core flood, even the little things he did aroused you beyond understanding.

Anton set a slow pace, his thumb rubbing your clit as you were left a moaning mess beneath him. You could see how much Anton loved this, his mouth may be open and panting but his eyes were full of amusement.

“Go faster.”

“Faster?”

“Deeper.” You whined.

“Which is it, baby?”

“Both, please Anton.”

He gripped your hips, adjusting the both of you to move better.

“Anything for my baby.”

His hips crashed into yours, faster and deeper into your core than you thought possible. Your hand moved to rub your clit, as your eyes looked down you saw just how fast he was pounding into you.

“A-Anton.” You moaned.

“Are you close?”

“So close.”

He pushed your legs together, your hand squished between your thighs as he continued pumping his cock into you.

“Anton.” You whined, feeling that knot grow tighter and tighter.

“Close?”

You frantically nodded your head, “I’m gonna cum.”

He moved faster, pushing and pulling his entire length in and out of you before he felt your walls clamp around him. He pushed and held himself inside you, rubbing your clit as you felt the aftershocks of your orgasm.

Seeing your breathing calm, he pulled out and disposed of the condom.

“Do you need anything?”

You shook your head, “I’m good, just wanna lay here for a minute.”

“Do you mind if I use your shower?”

“Go ahead.”

He pressed a soft kiss onto your lips before leaving.

The usual routine Anton kept when sleeping over was to shower before leaving. You’ve never thought twice about it, some people like morning showers and more than often it was a post-sex shower.

So he washed off any scent of you before leaving for his apartment. He’d send a morning text to his girlfriend, race over to his apartment before waiting for any confirmation of her coming over. Sometimes she did, sometimes she didn’t. Thankfully, they both have been busy with work, letting Anton get away with this tryst.

Anton was drying himself off, even checking that he packed his cologne in case your smell rubbed off on him. He stayed around for a new minutes before mentioning some work he had to finish at home.

“You didn’t bring your laptop?” You asked.

“I like work to be with work, personal time shouldn’t have something looming over it.”

You understood, saying goodbye to Anton before he left for his apartment.

Arriving at his place, he collapsed onto his couch. Not only was this whole affair stressing him out but his work life was more tense than usual. Anton’s thoughts were either flooded with break up scenarios or ways his boss was going to yell at him.

Getting his laptop to finish some projects up before their deadlines, Anton worked for a good while. He finished one or two before taking a break to see a text from Sungchan.

Sungchan: out rn wanna hang?

Anton: sounds fun!

Not too long after his texts, Anton received a call from Sungchan. They planned on Sungchan picking him up before going out for lunch. Anton heard his voice echo through his head.

“Don’t be that guy.”

Anton stood up, walking and moving to feel anything other than the guilt that was eating him up. He walked around cleaning up counters and tabletops, putting trash together and taking it out before Sungchan arrived.

“You good to go?” He asked.

“Yeah.”

Anton followed him to his car. Sungchan drove them towards a burger place he frequented. They sat down and looked at the menu, Sungchan noticing how tense Anton was.

“You look real stressed.”

“I wouldn’t say I’m that stressed.”

Sungchan quirked a brow, “Sure.”

“Work’s been more hectic than usual.”

“Oh, makes sense.” Sungchan commented.

“So,” Sungchan looked around, “how’s y/n?”

Anton froze when he said your name.

“Y/n?”

“Yeah, you two have been quick friends, right?”

“Yeah,” Anton cleared his throat, “yeah, she’s good.”

“You told her about your girlfriend, right?”

Sungchan kept a hard stare at Anton, watching how nervous he is.

“Y-yeah.”

‘Shit’

“You did tell her, right?”

“I’ve never quite-”

“Anton.” Sungchan sighed in frustration.

“I-”

“It’s not cool to lead someone on and not bring up your girlfriend.”

Their conversation was interrupted by a waiter bringing them their food.

“Sure, in the first few conversations it might not get brought up. Haven’t you given her your instagram or something? Real suspicious to not do that.”

“I’ve been meaning to.”

Sungchan laughed, “Sure you have.”

Taking a bite of food, Sungchan leaned back in his chair.

“Just tell her, how hard is that?”

“We have history.”

“Do you? It sounded like a one-sided thing from what y/n was saying.”

Anton laughed, “And when did she say that?”

“At the bar, when we met her. Were you too busy staring at her to not listen?”

Anton continued eating, feeling guilt well in him.

“Should I tell her?” Sungchan offered.

What?

Anton almost choked swallowing his food, “Absolutely not, I’ll do it.”

“Doesn’t seem like it.”

“I’ll do it, I just need some time,” Anton snapped, “it’s not like anything has happened.”

He was lying through his teeth, his irritation overshadowing his lies and guilt.

“Good, so it can’t be that hard to tell y/n.”

After eating and relaxing, Anton could feel the tension lift on the conversation. He was still stressed and felt the topic loom over him constantly but at least here he could put up a front.

They drove around before Sungchan dropped Anton off at his apartment.

Finally alone, Anton let out a shaky breath. Now tasked with planning a possible break up scenario. He could just tell her you two were high school friends and leave out all of the sex stuff. But how was he going to tell you about his girlfriend? Say he met someone he really liked? Tell the truth and have you possibly tell her?

Anton groaned as he fell back onto his bed. He shouldn’t have done this. He could feel a tense knot growing in his stomach, churning and making him feel sick. If he could he’d go back and fix this. Right?

He’d see you and try to keep to himself. Not bump into you. Maybe even keep this whole affair to being just friends, never crossing the line of going to your apartment.

Right?

Anton felt his phone buzz, taking a deep breath before checking who it was from.

Gf <3: finally got a day off Gf <3: can I come over? Anton: of course! I miss you :(

Anton exhaled, maybe being alone wasn’t the best idea.

When his girlfriend arrived, Anton was quick to hug her, dragging her to his room to relax.

“Are you okay?”

She laughed, looking up at him as he threw his blankets and covers over them. Grabbing and holding onto her like a koala.

“Work’s kicking my ass. I missed you.” He said, words muffled against her shoulder.

“I missed you, too.”

She leaned over, pressing a kiss onto his mole. Her lips pressed against his cheek for a good moment before relaxing into his bed. Anton laid beside her, holding onto her waist as he pulled her closer. It’s been forever since he last smelled her, getting light whiffs of her perfume and shampoo. Thumbs rubbing against the exposed skin along her arms and stomach as her shirt rode up.

Anton could feel his anxiety settle.

The next day, Anton called in sick. He could’ve gone into work but he was too preoccupied with everything happening, a day off wouldn’t kill him. He stayed in bed, talking and cuddling with his girlfriend before they finally got the energy to get up. Anton was always in charge of cooking, grabbing at skillets and pans to cook a breakfast before plating and eating together.

It was nice being with her. Anton was surprised at how much he missed her, so preoccupied with you and work that he was neglecting the actual woman in his life.

“Anton.”

He perked up, so lost in thought he didn’t hear her talk.

“Did you wanna go?”

“Go where?” He asked.

“The pool? My friend’s new house has a neighborhood pool, she thought you’d like to go.”

“That sounds fun.”

After eating, Anton grabbed at the plates to wash and dry. He felt her arms wrap around his waist, pressing her cheek into his shoulder blade.

“Do you care if I shower? I forgot to last night.”

Anton turned the water off, grabbing a towel to dry his hands.

“Only if I can join.” He cooed.

Anton leaned down, kissing her as they made their way into his bathroom. Starting the water as they undressed and climbed inside. Adjusting the temperature, Anton was quick to grab the shampoo bottle she left at his place to begin washing her hair. Massaging along her scalp and temples before rinsing the shampoo out.

“If I could reach, I’d wash your hair.”

Anton laughed, grabbing at his shampoo to wash himself as she conditioned her hair. He grabbed at a spare washcloth and body wash, sudsing it up before massaging it against her shoulders. Feeling and working against the knots in his girlfriend’s muscles before moving down. Anton used his free hand to spread the soap against her breast, giving it a light squeeze before moving down.

“Anton.” She whined.

“What’s wrong.”

She turned towards him, trying to pull his down to kiss.

“Are you gonna tease me the whole time?”

“Baby, I thought you needed to shower? We’re showering.”

She held onto his hip, “Please.”

He moved her into the water, rinsing the soap off before feeling at her folds. Her whines grew louder, feeling his large fingers graze her clit and swirl around the dripping arousal.

“Can you wash me? Even a little?” He asked.

She grabbed at the washcloth, pouring out some soap as Anton continued feeling her core. He never slipped his fingers in, just sliding across her clit. Her soapy hands went to his chest, rubbing across his skin as Anton’s hands moved up to her boobs.

He pulled her in, her hands moving to scrub parts of his back as he leaned down and kissed her. Tongue sliding across her lips and teeth before she let him in. Whining against Anton as he sucked along her tongue.

He grabbed the washcloth, wringing it out and rinsing off before he turned the water off. They messily climbed out of the shower and Anton picked her up, walking her towards his bed.

“Anton.”

He laid her on the bed, climbing on top and kissing along her breasts. His tongue licking along her nipples before climbing down towards her pussy. Keeping her legs open, Anton dove in and lapped at her folds. Groaning as he tasted her drip onto his tongue.

“I want you, please Tony.”

Anton pulled away, lining up with her entrance before pushing in. They both moaned as Anton bottomed out.

“You’re so big.” She sighed.

Anton leaned in and kissed her forehead, hips slowly thrusting in and out as she grabbed onto him. His hands gripped onto her waist, moving faster as her nails drug down his back.

“Keep going.” She moaned, feeling him fill her up perfectly.

“Fuck, you’re so pretty, baby.”

“Am I pretty, Tony?”

“So pretty, all wet and shiny. Taking me so well.”

He could feel her squeeze around him the more he complimented her.

“I’m gonna cum.” He groaned.

Anton’s pace picked up, lifting her hips as he pounded into her. Her fingers were rubbing her clit as she clenched around him, feeling his cum shoot deep into her. They stayed there for a moment, sitting her hips down onto the mattress before pulling out and grabbing a cloth to clean up with.

Anton was gently wiping her clean, laying a gentle kiss on her thigh before helping her sit up.

“Want me to dry your hair?”

“I can do that, don’t worry.” She laughed.

They dressed, drying their hair off before lazing around the whole day. Anton put on some episodes of shows they’d been meaning to watch. Most of their day was spent cuddling together and cooking.

After dinner, Anton and his girlfriend laid down. Relaxing into bed before they had to go to work. Anton was anxious, scared this was his only time to actually talk about you to her.

“Baby?”

“Yeah?”

She turned to face him, seeing his brows furrowed and stress showing.

“I’m sorry for being such a bad boyfriend.”

“You’re not a bad boyfriend.” She laughed, her hand carefully touching his cheek.

“I-”

She let her thumb rub back and forth on his cheek, comforting him.

“Anton, what could you have done?”

‘It’s now or never.’

“I ruined everything.” He confessed.

“Anton,” her voice was gentle, carefully asking what was wrong, “what happened?”

“Baby, I-”

He took a deep breath, “I’ve been,”

“Anton, what happened?”

She sat up, looking at him and wiping the tears welling in his eyes. Clearing his throat, Anton explained everything.

“I saw an old friend from high school, we weren’t close, but we’ve gotten to know each other now and-”

“And what?”

Her face grew solid, hanging onto what his next words were as she braced herself for the worst.

“I cheated on you.”

She stayed there, frozen as she slowly retracted her arms from him. She tried steadying her breathing, feeling her heart race.

“You, you told her about us, right?”

“I tried.”

“You tried!?” She couldn’t stop her voice from raising.

“I’m leaving.”

She quickly got out of bed, grabbing anything to dress herself before grabbing her purse.

“Baby.”

“Don’t ‘Baby,’ me.” She snapped.

“This is why you’ve been so distant? Not because of work, not because of stress. You’ve been fucking someone else this whole time.”

She collected her things, walking out of his bedroom towards the front door as Anton followed her.

“I can’t imagine the fucking narcissism to do this. I’ve had plenty of chances to cheat on you but I never did. I had faith in us, not just you, but the both of us.”

“Don’t-”

“Don’t what?” She turned around, “Don’t leave you? Don’t make a big deal of this?”

Anton stayed quiet, watching her put her shoes on before unlocking his door to leave.

“I don’t want my stuff, gift it to your new fuckbuddy or something.”

She glared at him before slamming his door closed.

Anton stayed there, feet glued to the floor as he replayed everything. He finally walked back to his bed, laying down as he looked over at the empty spot in his bed.

Anton had a terrible time sleeping. He thought that getting this out would clear his conscience but it just made things worse. He was tired and groggy, drinking cups of coffee as he distracted himself with work. He looked just bad enough for his coworkers to believe he was sick during the weekend, telling him to get plenty of rest and not overwork himself.

After work, he was tense and needed to sleep. Grabbing something to eat before crashing out in his apartment.

Y/n: how was work? Anton: horrible Anton: incredibly tired Y/n: come over? you always say my bed is softer Anton: that’d be nice :)

He drove over to your house. It was dark and the traffic finally cleared, no after work or dinner rush. Arriving at your door, you saw how exhausted he was.

“Come here.” You pulled him in.

“Have you eaten?”

You saw him nod his head, falling and slumping into your couch.

“I ate a while ago, have you?”

“Yeah, I have some leftovers for later if you want.”

Anton nodded his head.

“Come here, get comfortable and relax in my bed.”

Anton followed, removing his jacket and shoes. Laying down, he felt his tension relieve. His eyes stayed closed as he felt you shift around on your bed. You leaned down and kissed his cheekbone.

“You work so hard.”

“I think I work as hard as anyone else.”

You laughed, moving to straddle his waist as his hands moved to squeeze your hips.

“Are you too tired?”

“Too tired for what?” Anton asked, barely able to lift his eyes.

“Seeing you walk in, all stressed and sleepy. I don’t know, it’s getting to me.”

Anton smirked, “I’m too tired to move but I’m awake enough if you wanted to be on top.”

You smiled, pressing your lips onto his jaw, “I can work with that.”

Your hips moved against his, only wearing a spare t shirt and boxers, it was easy to grind against Anton. You were already sighing, not a minute in and you needed him inside you.

“You’re terrible at dry humping.” He smiled.

You scoffed, “Says the man too tired to do anything.”

You laughed, removing your clothes before sliding Anton’s shirt off. Kissing down his body before getting to his boxers. You teased them down, pushing them down his hips and exposing his skin and hair inch by inch. You pulled his boxers down to his thighs, sliding them down his legs before moving up to his dick.

He was the perfect size; girthy and just long enough. You kissed his underside and up to his tip, already flushed and leaky, tasting the saltiness of his cum made you groan. You eagerly pushed him in your mouth, feeling your jaw so slack as you sucked around his head.

Anton was moaning, feeling your warm mouth swallow him up. You bobbed your way down and squeezed your hand around his base, he loved how you blew him. Your thumbs teasing and pressing against him as your tongue swirled around and poked into his slit, eager to taste more of him.

“Can you ride me?” Anton asked.

“Of course. Did you want a condom?”

“Please.”

You leaned over, grabbing one and sliding it down his shaft. Pulling at the tip, you lifted yourself to sink down on him. You sighed, feeling Anton fill you up as you slowly pushed down onto him.

“You’re so tight, baby.”

“You’re fucking huge, Tony.”

Anton laughed, “And you take me so well.”

You leaned forward, feeling his lips collide with yours. His tongue swiping at your lips and tongue, groaning as he began to taste his cum on your tongue.

You lifted your hips, slowly moving up and down before getting used to the stretch. Anton was so thick, stretching you to your brink. You felt so good bouncing on him, feeling his hand moving to your pussy and rub your clit.

“Tony.”

“Keep going, pretty girl.”

You continued, feeling your legs burn and the knot in your core appear. You were cumming quicker than you expected, barely starting as you were already finishing.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” You whined.

Anton quickly rubbed your clit, circling the stiff muscle as you squeezed around him. Your hips continued bouncing, riding out your high before Anton came in the condom. You felt his hands grip onto your skin and squeeze tightly, begging you to stay still and just wrap around him.

You fell forward, feeling his hands rest on your back.

“I wanted to last longer.” You pouted.

Anton laughed, “Wait a minute, we can go again.”

You nodded, feeling his heartbeat slowly regulate.

“I’ve been meaning to tell you something.” He said.

“Oh?”

You looked up at him, watching his face twitch.

“I, uh,” He sighed out.

“I first, should be dressed for this.”

You were confused, pulling off of him and watching him remove his condom and slowly dress.

“Anton, what’s wrong.”

“I recently,”

He moved to sit on your bed, grabbing your hand,

“I broke up with someone.”

“Recently?”

He nodded.

“Like two months ago recently?” You joked.

Anton looked away as he shook his head.

You tried laughing, nervously letting out puffs of air, “Anton, don’t lie to me.”

“I did.” He nodded.

“Anton, were you cheating on someone?”

Your words hung in the air before he slowly nodded.

“But we broke up and-”

“I’m not your girlfriend.”

You don’t know who those words were for. Both, if you’re being honest. But you weren’t his girlfriend, something that needed to sink into you just as much as him.

“I was never your girlfriend before and I certainly am not now. You-you were so sneaky and I thought you were just nervous about being in some relationship, and you were just going behind someone’s back?”

Anton tried laughing it off, “She didn’t mean that much-”

“She did before.”

The silence around you two was similar to ringing in your ears.

“She meant something before I came into the picture. Why? Why did you cheat?”

“I wasn’t-”

“But you did! You allowed yourself to do that, why?”

“I was in love with you all throughout high school, I saw a chance-”

“And you took it? We couldn’t just be friends, you had fuck that badly?”

“Y/n.”

You shook your head, “No.”

“But you like me,” He laughed, “you do, you’ve said it a thousand times.”

“Not like this. Not at the expense of someone else.”

“Y/n.”

“Maybe if you already broke up, but you can’t put this on me, Anton. You did this and you can’t expect me to live with that. I’m not the home-wrecker here, you’re the one who fucked up.”

He tried moving closer.

“I,” Your words froze him.

“I’d like it,” You said, loud and clear to Anton, “if you didn’t stay the night.”

Anton nodded, slowly walking away and grabbing his things. You watched him leave, brows furrowed and deep in thought.

“I’ll see myself out, it was good seeing you.”

Anton walked out, head hanging down as he closed your front door. He debated texting Sungchan, worried if he said anything it’d come off passive aggressive and opted to just go home.

Walking towards his car, the air had a chill to it like even the wind wanted to slap him.

[hanniehq]

me when me when #eunseok

don’t tell me you’re gonna cum because I’ll wrap my legs around so you have no other option but to fill my little pussy with your cum <3

[hanniehq]

✿ ᩧ ݄ ֺ waste n͟o time 🕓ᵎᵎ

༄ ₊˚♬ 🌱 ͒❤︎ ͟

[hanniehq]

welllllll yes!!!! why not

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ok so now im #hornyforantonANDshotaro

im #hornyforanton

[hanniehq]

im #hornyforanton

[hanniehq]

dirty mouth!myung jaehyun x reader [smut, fem!reader]

a/n: headcanon that jaehyun when he’s in a dom!mode just says the filthiest things to you. not even during sex he’s just shameless in his words all the time. he just wants to see you squirm and he’ll say anything to try and make it happen. pervert.

warnings: dom!jae, sub!fem!reader, reader has big tits (sorry not sorry!), he talks about the other members in a sexual way lmao

02:06 - “hey baby, what are you still doing up?” jaehyun cooed, walking into his bedroom after a late night practise, where you resided in his bed.

you quickly checked the time, biting your lip, “fuck i had no idea it was that late. oh, jae you must be so tired!”

“i’m okay,” he shrugged, a smirk taking over his face as you sat up in bed. your body covered only by a tank top and an old pair of lacy panties, jaehyun couldn’t get enough. “fuck, my girl, dressed so fucking pretty for me.”

you giggled at the sudden harsh words, “okay… so big boy’s really not tired, huh?”

“big boy?” your boyfriend repeated, smirking, “you think about my cock that much?”

you rolled your eyes, scoffing, “jaehyun—”

“hey, who do you think has the biggest cock in the band?” he posed the question to you, coming and climbing on the bed, kneeling over your body.

“i–i don’t— i’m not sure, jae—”

“fuck look at your huge tits, jesus, i can’t get enough of them,” he scoffed, “your body is so fucking gorgeous, y/n. i think about you all the time.”

you smiled, cupping his face, “i think about you too, jae.”

“yeah? not like i do,” he dismissed your comment, his brain taken over by thoughts of you and only you as he took your hand off his face, pressing a kiss to the skin before pinning it down to the mattress. “i think about you squirming under me. about you humping your tight, wet pussy on my cock. jesus, it feels so good, i think i might have the best pussy in the world, all for me. isn’t it, my girl? all for me. and your tits, my god, i could loose myself in your boobs. i think about motorboating them all the time. woonhak does too, you know.”

“don’t mention him now!” you exclaimed in shock, watching as your boyfriend lowered his head to your cleavage, leaving kisses on the fat. a quick tug on the material of your tank top had your boobs spilling out the material.

“don’t worry, you’re the only thing on my mind,” he spoke, voice deep, “what do you say, princess? you want my fat cock in your little hole? i mean… you couldn’t get enough of it this morning, could you?”

you whined, body squirming as his knees caged you in.

“answer me.”

“yes, jaehyun! please, i need your– i need your cock!” you responded, squirming of embarrassment.

“where?”

how could he talk like this and have no reaction?! you never understood. “i-in my pussy– please! just fuck me, jae!”

he smirked, licking up your cleavage before pressing a kiss to your lips, “good girl.” he flipped your bodies over so was laying on the bed, your thighs straddling his body.

“go on. i want to watch as you fuck yourself on my hard cock. god you make me so fucking hard it’s ridiculous, y/n. you don’t even know.”

[hanniehq]

ugh i just wanna hear sohee moan so bad sorry

im usually not into guys making noises but when it comes to SOHEEE ik he sounds so 🫦🫦🫦

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texts with roommate!riize.

ot7 riize x fem!reader

⊹ smau, humour, platonic hate love <3, swearing

— highly inspired by @heeseung64 !

note: fangirling over riize isn’t enough, i NEED to be apart of the group.

[hanniehq]

yul slipping out that seunghan’s said he looks like sohee before😭😭😭

IM DONE LMAOOOOO HIS REACTION

[hanniehq]

bruh anton’s SOOOOWWWW FINEEEEE

[hanniehq]

SOHEE?? undercut? idk what to call it but my man u are looking GOOODDD

HELLLOOOO HANDSOMEEEE

[hanniehq]

stop delaying the breakup bruh

୭ೃ — ENTANGLED

CHAPTER 21 — ENEMY TERRITORY

SUMMARY!! confessing to your best friend seemed like a good idea, right!? well, spoiler alert: it wasn't. fast forward to 2 years later and now you two are attending the same college and wait ... his girlfriend is your roommate?

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[[ wonhes says !! I’M BACK. things are about to get good TRUST ]]

[hanniehq]

me when

just ask him! — jung sungchan

PAIRING ✿ : barista!sungchan x f!reader

GENRE ✿ : fluff, oneshot, smau

WARNINGS ✿ : profanity

SYNOPSIS ✿ : you work the register at your family-owned cafe. recently, your parents hired jung sungchan—your ridiculously tall (and unfairly handsome) classmate—as the new barista. you weren’t meant to get close… but over time, you started using him as your emergency explainer whenever you forgot the drinks. the thing is, even after you’d memorized the whole menu, the nudges and soft hits never stopped.

[hanniehq]

currently crying over rii7e hours.. what a short but great time it was 🥺🥺🥺

[hanniehq]

you notice her before anton does.

it’s not anything dramatic - just the subtle way her eyes catch on him when you both walk in. a split-second pause, a slow scan from head to toe, then that practiced little smile like she’s already decided he’s hers to try for.

and anton? your sweet anton, with his hand resting casually on your thigh, laughing at something the bartender just said - completely oblivious to the way her baby blues are raking him over.

you grit your teeth, fingers tightening ever so slightly around your glass. you were never the jealous type. if anything, you were the opposite - confident, grounded, secure in what you had with him. anton never gave you a reason not to be.

but tonight? tonight, she’s giving you one.

you nod along with whatever he’s saying, laughing when he does, but your eyes stay on her. she’s already drifting closer, walking like she’s done this before - like the room owes her its attention. the confidence isn’t what bothers you. it’s the intention behind it. calculated, dripping off her in her cheep perfume and high heels that scream notice me.

you shift in your seat, just enough to lean into anton, your knee brushing his. his hand squeezes your thigh gently, thumb drawing lazy circles against your skin. “you good?” he asks, glancing over with a soft smile.

“yeah,” you reply, voice light as you raise your glass. “just people watching.”

anton doesn’t press. he leans in, kisses your temple, and turns back to his drink. and just like that, she’s there.

she sidles up beside him on the other side, pretending to look for space at the bar - even though there’s clearly plenty. she leans forward just enough to catch his attention, brushing her arm a little too close to his.

“hey,” she says, voice sweet and casual. “sorry. super crowded in here tonight. do you mind if I squeeze in for a second?”

you glance at anton, who shifts politely to the side, closer to you. “oh, yeah. of course,” he says, always nice. too nice.

she smiles, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “thanks. i feel like i’ve seen you somewhere before. you don’t work in tech, do you?”

your jaw tightens. she’s not even subtle.

anton laughs, confused. “uh, no. i do marketing.”

“oh,” she says, clearly uninterested in the actual answer. her eyes are still on him. you lean in just a little closer, voice low but clear as you rest your chin on your hand. “do you two work together? i love meeting his coworkers.”

her gaze finally flicks to you, like she hadn’t realized you were there - which is almost laughable considering anton’s hand is still firmly on your leg.

she gives a soft, practiced laugh. “i guess not. he just has one of those faces, i guess.”

you tilt your head. “mm. one of a kind.”

there’s a pause. not awkward, but heavy enough. she doesn’t say anything else - just takes a slow sip of her drink, and after a few more seconds, drifts back into the crowd.

anton glances over at you, brows raised, a hint of amusement tugging at the corner of his mouth. you meet his look with an easy shrug, swirling the last bit of your drink like nothing just happened.

he leans in, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek, voice low near your ear. “i didn’t even notice her.”

you turn toward him, giving him a quick peck on his lips. “i know.”

[hanniehq]

HES IN THE STUDIO!!!