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SLEEPLESSNESS | PARK SUNGOON

🌌 Pairing: Park Sunghoon Perverted boyfriend! x female reader Cute girlfriend who's willing to try new things!

🌌 Summary: The female reader proposes to Sunghoon that they have sex while one of them is sleeping. Sunghoon, thinking about it so much, ends up having a wet dream and from that moment on, he can't go back to sleep without imagining the things that could happen while the reader sleeps.

🌌 Genre: Smut.

🌌 Words: 1K.

🌌 Warnings: Sunghoon as a pretty dirty pervert!, somnophilia, vulgar language, unprotected sex, Sunghoon makes a mess in the reader's panties!, nicknames, established relationship, nipple stimulation, wet dream, fairly explicit obscenity, nipple play, getting caught in the act. (Sorry, if I missed any tags)

Sungghoon didn't know how he'd ended up like this: With a boner pounding against his shorts in the middle of the night. While you were sleeping peacefully next to him, oblivious to the mess your cute boyfriend had created.

It had all started yesterday morning when you were in the kitchen, washing the dishes after breakfast. The question came up as something monotonous, something simple that seemed the most normal thing in both of your daily lives. But it wasn't. At least not for Sunghoon:

"Hey, baby," you called out as he sipped some water. His eyes scanned you, reassuring you that he was paying attention. "What do you think about doing it while one of us is asleep?"

Your question came out so naturally that Sunghoon almost spit out his water. Sunghoon placed his glass on the counter and looked at you with a frown. Were you sure he'd heard correctly?

"What?"

That was the only thing that escaped his lips as you chuckled softly.

"I'm serious," you said with a smile.

"So..." Sunghoon cleared his throat, looking at you in a mixture of disbelief and surprise. "Would you like to try that?"

You looked at him amused and nodded.

"Yes, but if you don't like the idea..."

"No, I mean..." Sunghoon scratched his neck and looked away, ignoring your curious, mischievous eyes.

He didn't even know what to say. But even though the idea sounded so strange to him, he couldn't deny that he felt strangely aroused just imagining you at his mercy. Vulnerable, able to do whatever he wanted to you, while being completely sure that you wouldn't be mad at him for doing something like that the next day, because you were perfectly fine with the idea, or that's how it sounded to him when your words left your lips.

"So?" You asked once again, looking at him slyly.

Something in Sunghoon's expression changed. His previously restless and confused eyes seemed glossy and filled with intensity as he licked his lips, scanning you.

"If that's what you'd like, I'm... I'm fine with that." Sunghoon looked away. You noticed his slightly flushed cheeks and chuckled.

That was how it all began. But Sunghoon couldn't forget that conversation all day, and now, in the middle of the calm night. After having an intense dream about you, his imagination was taking its toll. His cock ached and his breathing was labored as he watched you lying on his chest with one leg draped over his, your breathing calm and your body relaxed.

He really wanted to see you like those other nights, when you seemed so peaceful and tender. While he gently stroked your hair. But right now, just seeing you wearing a pair of panties and one of his button-down shirts, Sunghoon felt an immense desire to fuck you, even more so after that dream.

It was your fault that he wanted to take you like this now, even though you were on your fifth dream. He just wanted to get rid of his damn erection, caused by all the suppressed thoughts he'd had yesterday.

Scene after scene replays in his head, as if it were imprinted inside his brain. As if that lustful dream had been more real than just a trick of his mind. Sunghoon runs his hungry eyes over your sleepy body. Your swollen lips, the way your knee occasionally brushes against his erection, your breasts peeking through your white shirt and that tiny pair of plain, black panties.

His trembling fingers run over the soft skin of your arm. Gently. With no intention of waking you up. His fingers rise to your neck, gently touching it, raising goosebumps and causing you to stir, letting out an incoherent murmur before lying still again.

Sunghoon lets out a stifled sigh and brings his hand to your cheek, gently groping it. Then you stir again. Your knee brushes against his bulge again, causing a grunt to escape his lips.

Sunghoon could have simply gone to the bathroom and cleaned up his mess, but he can't forget your words. You gave him an invitation to... He used you, and he just wanted to fuck you now. When you looked so beautiful and vulnerable to him. He felt like a fucking pervert with an absurd fetish that made his cock harden with every passing second.

Sunghoon leans closer to you, his lips gently pressing against your cheek. His hand travels to the leg you have draped over his and moves it slightly, squeezing and massaging your thigh lazily.

"Fuck, why do you have to do this with me, babe?" He growled through gritted teeth, saying it more to himself than to you.

Gently, he positioned you so you were lying face up on the bed. His thumb probed over your panties, pushing up against your clit, making you shudder in your sleep. He couldn't hold it in anymore!

Sunghoon slowly lowers his shorts and boxers, careful not to wake you. His cock bounces against your abdomen. Rising, rock-hard, the tip; dripping with precum.

He's not even thinking. He aligns his cock with your clothed pussy, and then the only thing on his mind is the way his cock is now rubbing against your panties, soaking them with his precum. He keeps thrusting between your clothed walls, the underwear becoming more and more transparent, and his free hand pushes your leg to the side, giving him more access to your pussy. His head falls back, his eyes close, his lower lip ends up between his teeth, bitten down hard to silence the moans and groans that want to escape his lips.

Sunghoon is making a mess of your panties. But he doesn't care; to him, you look fucking good with your panties damp from his own arousal. The thought of you waking up is still on Sunghoon's mind, and it still worries him, because despite what you told him, the fear mixed with his arousal is still latent on his skin. He feels a little more daring and moves the hand he's holding your leg to your panties and moves them to the side, not taking them off, just opening a small opening to begin inserting his tip into your hole. He's not even seriously penetrating you; he just slides his tip in without even touching you and repeats his action desperately. He's seriously making a complete mess.

Your body feels strangely dreamy; for a moment, heat runs through you, and you feel aroused and dripping. But you think it's just a wet dream, until you hear Sunghoon's soft moan, making your eyes widen in confusion.

But Sunghoon is too focused on cumming in your panties, moving his hips back and forth. His tip thrusting in and out rapidly and his moans are music to your ears. If you weren't completely sleepy and now also horny because of your boyfriend, You'd probably be more than thrilled with the scene.

"Hoon..." You gasped, half asleep, clinging to his shoulders to make him stop.

Sunghoon looked at you, half scared, half excited, not stopping his movements. Fuck, he was terrified, but he didn't want to stop. His desire to fuck you was driving him crazy, and now that you were awake, he wouldn't let you close your eyes again.

"W-what... Are you doing?"

"I was so turned on by your fucking fetish for fucking while you sleep, and I..." Sunghoon let out a growl as he thrust his cock into your pussy, drawing a muffled moan from you. "Fuck, baby, you squeeze me so tight. You're so fucking hot when you sleep, you know that?"

Your words didn't leave your mouth, you just clung to Sunghoon's shoulders. Unable to utter words when his cock was filling your pussy, rubbing against your clit and bruising your entrance roughly. Not to mention the mess between your panties and thighs. He'd seriously become obsessed with the idea of ​​fucking you while you slept, and you loved it. You didn't think he'd agree, but now that you're seeing it with your own eyes. Sunghoon's eyes filled with lust, his lips parted, and the babbled curses escaping his lips. It was a fucking paradise for you.

"Please, Hoonie... Don't stop," you begged, on the verge of collapse.

Sunghoon didn't wait any longer, and with a smile that revealed his fangs, he thrust his hips once more, drawing a moan from you. Your head fell back against the pillow, your eyes closed, and your legs buckled. One of Sunghoon's hands hurriedly unbuttoned the buttons of the shirt you were wearing, revealing your breasts that bounced under his hard thrusts.

Sunghoon leans down and captures your left nipple between his lips, making you shudder. He sucks, licks, bites with his teeth, and finally pulls out, eliciting a cry of pain and pleasure from you. Your slippery panties collided with his cock as it thrust hard into your pussy, while he continued to pound into you, delighting in your breasts.

A spasm ran through your body, and you clenched around Sunghoon, making him smile.

"Hoonie..."

His name fell from your lips in a moan, "ah!" Swept away by a lascivious kiss that Sunghoon placed on your lips without warning.

"Come on, babe; let yourself go for me," he growled against your lips, biting your lower lip and pulling it forward.

Your thighs tense and your pussy tightens around his cock, both of you moaning, letting go from the intense sensation that shakes your bodies. Your orgasm ripples through you: intense, painful, and making you tremble slightly with repeated spasms. Sunghoon climaxes too: his hot cum falling in thick drops inside you and escaping down your thighs.

Sunghoon drops his head onto your chest: exhausted but completely happy. You stroke his hair, relaxing from your own high.

The room falls silent for a few seconds until Sunghoon finally speaks.

"Sorry," a clumsy apology fell from between his lips.

"Why?"

Sunghoon looked at you in disbelief and pointed his finger at you completely.

"For this, damn, I turned you into a mess," he complained, pursing his lips, and you laughed in amusement. "It's not funny," Sunghoon grumbled, changing completely. The Sunghoon, full of lust and insatiable desire, was gone, and now only a shy and sweet Sunghoon remained, embarrassed by what happened.

"Hoon, look at me."

You asked him, watching him raise his face, his cheeks slightly red in embarrassment.

"It was perfect, you know that, right, love?"

Sunghoon sighed and hid back in your neck.

"Are you really not mad?"

"Not at all. After all, I always knew my cute boyfriend wouldn't resist fucking me any way he wanted," you joked, eliciting a nasal chuckle from him.

"Shut up," he complained, sitting up in bed.

You laughed and copied his action.

"Let's take a shower and then go to sleep," he told you, getting out of bed.

You nodded, feeling a little tired now. But relaxed.

"Sounds good."

"Unless..."

Sunghoon paused briefly, raising an eyebrow at you curiously.

"You want to do a repeat of what we did in the bathroom," he joked in a mischievous tone, making you laugh.

"Park Sunghoon, you're seriously a pervert!"

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FIRST TIME | KIM SUNOO

💘 Pairing: Kim Sunoo Inexperienced Boyfriend! x Female Reader Inexperienced Girlfriend!

💘 Summary: After a year of dating Sunoo, the reader decides she wants to have her first time with him. So, on a movie night, after a few messy kisses and nervous conversations, they finally make the decision to have their first time together.

💘 Genre: Smut with some romance.

💘 Words: 3K.

💘 Warnings: Sunoo, slightly dominant baby!, vulgar language in some scenes, pet names, both of your first times, nipple stimulation, orgasm denial, nipple play, grinding, oral sex. Warning: Extreme scenes full of cheesy, romantic, and cute love, just because. (Sorry if I missed any tags)

Sunoo and you had finally decided to take the next step in your relationship. You'd been dating for a year, and you still hadn't had any kind of intimacy beyond subtle brushes over your clothes, light touches on your most sensitive spots, or messy kisses that made you both craving more. But you still knew you wanted more from him, to the point of giving him your first time, and he was sure he wanted the same.

Sunoo was like a ray of sunshine that appeared in your life, filling it with joy and color with endless smiles, moments of happiness, laughter, and support in your darkest moments. He had been your pillar this whole time, and you had become his anchor, the one who kept him steady and with his head held high amidst all the hubbub and pressure he felt as a member of Enhypen. His love for you went beyond words, the tenderness; he was your accomplice and sometimes your best friend. That's why you felt ready. You wanted to be with him tonight and every day that was possible in your hectic lives.

You knew he felt the same way about you. His restless eyes, filled with a unique sparkle, let you know he desired you and loved you more than he could express in words. Sometimes you caught him scanning you when you wore something short around him or when you leaned over him. Even during their long kisses, his playful hands always ended up above your lower back, and you loved it. You loved the way you could feel confident with him, from the romantic to the most intimate aspects of your relationship.

You both wanted something more, but you didn't dare say it. Maybe out of shyness or embarrassment at being rejected by the other. The tension was strong between you, and you were ready to break it. Especially tonight, a Sunday night that felt like just another one of your movie dates at home after a long, stressful week.

That day, you simply decided to lie on the couch, watching a variety show on TV while eating some popcorn. You lay on his body, resting your head on his chest, while he gently stroked your hair with his hands, leaving the occasional kiss on the top of your head.

Although that night seemed like a moment of relaxation and rest for both of you, giving each other love in the sweetest and most innocent way possible, it ended up being something more intimate and confiding. Like a secret only the two of you shared.

You were on top of Sunoo's lap as you placed soft, resounding kisses on his lips, with him gently holding your waist. Tracing his fingers on the exposed skin that peeped out from your light blue top.

Your hands lazily traveled behind his neck, tangling your fingers in his hair: soft, now dyed black and shorter than usual. The sweet kisses that had previously seemed innocent now took a different turn: your lower lip ended up caught between Sunoo's teeth as you let out a gasp that was music to his ears. You knew it as soon as his grip on your waist tightened, and he pressed you closer against his body, making you feel a bulge against your thigh.

Then he stopped you.

"Wait..."

He barely pulled away from your lips, which were now swollen and wet, just like his own, which seemed softer and plumper than usual.

"What's wrong?"

You gasped, your breathing still labored. Sunoo bit his lower lip, and his cheeks turned a soft, almost pinkish red. From the embarrassment he felt at that moment.

He didn't want you to think badly of him for having an erection. But he seriously couldn't stand the way your body looked so good in those loose gray pants and your light blue top, with your hair falling over your shoulders. You seemed so beautiful and sexy at the same time that he couldn't stop himself from intensifying that kiss, letting himself be carried away by the desires he'd been suppressing for so long. Even so, I didn't want you to think I was a pervert.

You, on the other hand, felt just as embarrassed.Not knowing what else to say. You had no idea what was going through Sunoo's head right now, and you were scared that maybe the thought of him wanting to take that step with you was just yours and your fanciful imagination.

"Sunoo?" His name was the only thing that came out of your lips.

He looked up and saw your eyes moving restlessly beneath you.

"Can you... Can you get off?" Sunoo murmured softly.

Then you raised an eyebrow, somewhat confused by his overly shy attitude, which contrasted with the Sunoo he always had.

But no, Sunoo wasn't like that because suddenly being so intimate with you made him more reserved. No, he just didn't want you to notice his erection. He didn't want you to notice that he was aroused just by having you like this, like a virginal teenager who could cum in one fell swoop just because his girlfriend ground his cock a little.

But you were curious and knew Sunoo well enough to notice his discomfort. Then you saw it, the bulge you'd felt minutes before pressed against your thigh. Sunoo's erection was painfully poking through his pants. You loved it, and you couldn't help but clench your thighs together.

"Sunie," you caressed his cheek, smiling slightly.

He closed his eyes, tilting his head like a cat seeking a little more of your warm touch on his cheek.

"I really didn't want you to notice." A fake whimper escaped from between his swollen lips.

You giggled and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him into a sweet kiss.

"I know, baby." "I'm nervous too," you admitted, playing with his hair. "But if it's with you, I want to try it," you said, still smiling.

Sunoo looked at you in surprise, as if he still didn't believe you were suggesting that the two of you have sex for the first time.

"I want my first time too, if it's with you." A shy smile formed on his lips, and he took your waist in his hands, pulling you against his body again. "I promise you won't regret it," he promised, gently caressing your back.

"I love you."

Sunoo leaned down a little and captured your lips again in a kiss.

"I love you too, ten times more than you love me."

He teased your lips, making you let out a giggle, which he silenced himself, sinking into your soft lips. The kiss began slowly, lazily, full of affection as he adoringly moved over your mouth: biting, sucking, and licking your lips; Making the air in your lungs catch. Your hands move from his hair to his torso, running them over his abdomen and slipping them under his shirt, beginning to touch, unhurriedly, just exploring gently.

Sunoo lets himself go, and his hands fall to your hips, caressing and groping, playing with the hem of your baggy pants and moving back up to your lower back.

You settle against him, placing your legs on either side of his thighs, pressing his erection against your core. You move your hips forward, and a soft moan escapes Sunoo's lips.

You feel shy and a little adventurous. But you stop, not knowing if you should continue with your daring action. Then Sunoo takes you by the hips and pushes you forward again, grinding your core against his cock. You both let out a moan that was muffled on each other's lips.

Your movements became firmer, and you ground against him. Rocking your hips back and forth, you reached for the hem of his shirt and lifted it upward. Sunoo lifted his arms, pulling away from the kiss to let you remove his garment.

Once he was completely off his body, you attacked his lips again. This time with more desperation and restrained desire from both of you. His tongue slid into your mouth, searching for territory, exploring, brushing against yours, and licking your lower lip.

Your hips ground against him in a slow, rolling motion, listening to Sunoo's sweet moans and grunts in the background. His breathing was rapid, and his fingers were digging hard into your hips—something that would probably leave a mark on your skin tomorrow. Sunoo left your lips and kissed your jaw, then your cheek, and finally began moving down your neck: licking, kissing, and nibbling gently, but with a hint of possession.

You let out a sigh and closed your eyes, enjoying the contact. Sunoo moved his hands from your hips to your abdomen and caressed it, slowly moving up to the top of your light blue top. He pulled away slightly and looked into your eyes, asking for permission to continue.

You simply did the work for him and slipped the top over your shoulders, revealing your breasts, which he gazed at with adoration.

"These two are mine, aren't they?"

His soft, husky tone made you feel a surge of warmth run through you. Sunoo didn't wait for a reply and placed a kiss between your breasts. Then he kissed the left one, then the right one. His left hand traced circles on the areola of your breasts. Your nipple, making you shudder.

Sunoo's lips caught your right nipple between his, sucking it gently; delighting in your moans and the way your eyes closed in pleasure. With his other hand, he continued playing with your other nipple, occasionally squeezing your breast and teasing it between his fingers again, while his tongue stimulated the right one.

All of this felt so fucking good. But you wanted more; you wanted to give yourself to him and tell everyone you were his.

"Sunoo..." You trailed off, trembling. His eyes watched you, and every action he took stopped.

"What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" He asked in a concerned tone.

You shook your head, embarrassed, and hugged his neck, hiding in the crook of his shoulder.

"It's not that... I want to make love to you," you admitted, feeling your cheeks burn. "I already told you, but I don't want you to stop, please."

Your plea made him shrink in place. Full of tenderness and desire for you.

"Just tell me when to stop," he asked, and without further ado, his hands ended up on your thighs, lifting you easily so you could wrap your legs around his waist.

"I won't. I don't want you to stop, Sunie," you murmured in his ear, kissing behind it, making him shudder.

You looked into his eyes, and his lips crashed into yours again. In a sweet but hungry kiss. Sunoo opened the bedroom door and placed you on the floor without taking his lips off you.

Clothes began to become too much, and little by little, they became less, until your bodies were naked. Sunoo gently laid you down on the bed, afraid of hurting you, and looked into your eyes, a little uncertain, perhaps.

"Are you sure you want this?" Sunoo asked, resting his arms on either side of your head.

Sunoo's question sounded fearful. As if he was afraid you'd regret it tomorrow or not have a good memory of your first time. Millions of scenarios ran through his head, unable to focus until you told him you were completely okay with this.

You smiled and stroked his cheek, trying to reassure him. Yes, you were nervous too. But you knew this was what you wanted. You'd made that clear to him from the very beginning.

"Sunoo, you're the only person in the world I want to do this with."

Sunoo's face relaxed, and a small smile danced on his lips. His head buried itself in the crook of your neck, and a sigh escaped his lips.

"God, you don't know how much I dreamed of having you like this. I love you." Sunoo lifted his face, looking at you sweetly. "I promise I'll make it special. I want you to have the best memories."

His words made your heart race. He was sweet, and you loved him; you loved him madly, and he loved you. You couldn't ask for anything more in the world.

"I love everything about you," he admitted, placing a kiss on your neck, drawing a sigh from you. "Every part of your body, I want to cherish it." Another kiss fell on your skin, now between your breasts, and finally, he kissed each one. "Every single thing you hate, I will love, I swear," he promised, and placed another kiss, this time on your abdomen, going down to your navel and falling on your stomach where he rested his head, caressing your thighs. "Because I truly love you, from head to toe, and I want to adore you like my treasure."

Sunoo placed one last kiss on your clit, making you shudder and moan.

"Are you ready for me?"

Sunoo probed between your folds slowly, making you moan at the way his thumb swirled over your clit.

"Sunoo..."

His name fell from your lips, and your back arched in search of more contact.

"You know, I've always wanted to try this."

Without further ado, Sunoo's mouth landed on your center. His tongue probed between your lower folds, drawing a few moans from you. His hands gripped your thighs, preventing you from closing your legs.

His tongue moves skillfully against your core. He seems like an expert when he's just a beginner at all this sex. But fuck, you feel like you're floating, ecstatic for more of his soft tongue. You've never felt anything like this before, so your arousal makes a mess, dripping and sliding down his chin. His nose brushes against your clit, making you squirm as moans escape your lips, and your head buries itself in the pillow, your eyes slightly rolled. Your hand travels to his hair, pulling it hard. As a way to steady yourself and let him know you were loving it. But just when you were about to cum, Sunoo stops, smiling sweetly at you, his lips wet with your arousal, with a strange innocence, as if he hadn't been between your legs a moment ago.

"Why did you stop?" You whimpered, your lips swollen.

Sunoo giggled and crawled over to you, stealing a wet kiss that made you taste yourself.

"Let's go slow, okay? I don't want to hurt you," he said once he pulled away from your lips.

You smiled and pulled him back to your mouth, capturing him in a messy kiss.

"Please, Sun. I need you right now." I begged. You said with shining eyes.

"I will, but if it's uncomfortable, don't forget to tell me," he asked, earning a nod from you.

Sunoo got out of bed and reached for his pants on the floor, taking his wallet out of his back pocket, and pulled out a small, metallic gray envelope.

You giggled, and Sunoo looked at you slyly.

"You were really looking forward to it, weren't you?" You joked, making him laugh and shake his head.

"I should be ready for any moment my princess was." Sunoo gave you a flirtatious wink, and you blushed, completely smitten.

Sunoo opened the envelope and took out the condom, carefully putting it on, then returned to bed with you. He settled himself on your body again and stole a kiss: soft, filled with the love he feels for you.

Sunoo lightly brushed his tip against your entrance.

"Ready?"

"Yes."

Without further ado, Sunoo began to push in slowly. You felt your nails dig into the skin of his back.

"Tell me when I can move, okay?"

A sigh escaped your lips, mixed with a whimper. At first, the stretching was painful, but little by little, that pain began to fade, turning into a wave of intense pleasure.

"S-Sunoo... Move," you ordered, listening to a moan escape his lips.

"Baby, you're so tight... I could cum just from being like this inside you."

Sunoo slowly withdrew and re-entered you, this time hitting rock bottom. A moan escaped your lips, and your nails raked his back. Sunoo thrust slowly and deeply inside you, kissing your cheeks and occasionally silencing your moans with messy kisses.

"Sunoo, don't stop. It feels so fucking good."

Something about your desperate, screwed-up tone, with your disheveled hair, your slightly red skin, your parted lips, and your head tilted back. It was incredibly stimulating to his ego. A faint smile spread across his face, and his thrusts quickened.

You lifted your hips, deepening his thrusts. You captured his lips in a hasty, messy kiss. Sunoo let out a moan against your lips, and his hips moved wildly, announcing he was close. Your body tensed, and your hips bucked, feeling you were close too.

"Sunoo, I'm..."

Your words trailed off into a moan as Sunoo hit the right spot, sending you into a frenzy. You moaned, feeling spasms rippling through you. Your body tensed, and you felt Sunoo's thrusts become even sloppier.

"Yes, baby... I am too." Let me feel your rush, come for me.

A few more thrusts and your rush courses through you, making you tremble, leaving you dizzy, and with an electrifying sensation running through your entire body. Sunoo kissed your breasts. He brought his lips to your left, his tongue tangling around your nipple, making you shudder.

He hit your core a few more times and finally came undone as well. Muffling his moan on your lips, kissing you with love and desire.

Both of you were breathing heavily. He rested his head on your chest with his eyes closed, and you stroked his black locks with a smile on your lips.

"That was it..." Sunoo's voice sounded tired, but he lifted his head, giving you a bright smile. "You know you're the best thing that's ever happened to me, right?"

A laugh escaped your lips, and you pulled him closer to kiss his lips.

"I know, you tell me all the time," you joked, making him laugh.

Sunoo slowly pulled out of you and removed the condom, lowering himself onto you again. His head rested in the crook of your neck, his hand tracing circles over your abdomen, tickling you.

"I love you," he finally said, after a few seconds of silence.

"I love you too."

You didn't regret anything; you were more than happy to have given Sunoo your first time, and he was also completely satisfied that his first time had been with you. The person he loves with all his might.

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ENCHELLA 2 💋

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ACCORDING TO YOUR ZODIAC SIGN: WHICH ENHYPEN DUO WOULD YOU BE WITH? | ENHYPEN SITUATION

SITUATION: According to your zodiac sign, find out which ENHYPEN duo you'll be spending your next Valentine's Day with.

PAIRING: Enhypen mix x Reader.

WARNINGS: Vulgar language, fingering, degradation, praise, threesomes, polyamorous relationships, anal sex, spanking. (Sorry if I missed any tags)

WORD COUNT: 1K.

HEESEUNG & JAKE (HEEJAKE)

🖤 Sagittarius/Gemini/Scorpio

If either of those is your zodiac sign, then get ready to have the best night of your life. Not to brag, but I think HeeJake would be one of the best Enhypen duos to fuck.

It would depend on their duality and their mood. They could go from praising you for how good you are to degrading you.

Imagine coming home after a long day of work/study and finding your two boyfriends playing video games in the living room. You're cutely pouting at them to try to get their attention and get them to give you what you want. They probably wouldn't think twice and would fuck you right there.

Heeseung would go first. He'd like to tease you a little and turn you into a whiny baby while you beg for his cock, the way his fingers are arching inside you. But he still won't let you cum and will keep teasing you until he thinks it's too much torture for his baby.

On the other hand, Jake would just watch, palming his erection through his pants, so turned on by the way you moan and beg so desperately.

But obviously Jake wouldn't be far behind and would give you the best orgasm of your life. It would be a competition for him. If Heeseung made you cum more than once, then he'd do it three times just to watch you drool and whine for him. But it's so degrading that you actually love it.

Like I said, they're a versatile duo, so they could go from degrading you to cutely praising you while begging you to let them play with your breasts. But how could you say no to those beautiful Bambi eyes and those puppy dog ​​eyes? You couldn't, right?

I'll say it again, I feel like threesomes with HeeJake would be the best, and I'm not saying that because I like him, but because these guys are so versatile. (I have a little trauma with Confessions; HeeJake made me go crazy.)

JAKE & SUNGHOON (JAKEHOON)

🤍 Taurus/Libra/Aries

What would a threesome with this pair of best friends be like?

Yes, I've thought about it a few times. They're both so opposite that it would surely be something to see.

So if any of these zodiac signs are yours, well, buddy, prepare to experience heaven and hell in two seconds.

There's something about the way Sunghoon would be completely jealous that you'd love. He couldn't even see you near Jake to be boiling with jealousy.

Sunghoon would be standing in the corner of the room with his arms crossed, watching you with dark eyes while Jake fucks your pussy deeply. There's something they'd both like; seeing you submissive and vulnerable, so be prepared to have your hands tied to the corner of the bed while Jake roughly fucks your pussy. But even so, Sunghoon would order you to be quiet and not let you moan; something about watching you being fucked by Jake while you whimpered was making him jealous and very aroused.

When Jake suddenly stops, you moan about not getting your release. But then you have Sunghoon on top of you, spreading your thighs perfectly to watch your dripping pussy.

They'd both take turns all night fucking you without letting you cum. They just wanted to watch you, whining and begging like the good little slut you were for both of them. (And look at that picture, grrr, you're so cute.)

JAY & SUNOO (JAYSUN)

💜 Virgo/Pisces/Leo

I seriously see these two as the softest duo. Don't blame me, but I think a Sunoo and Jay combination would be so sweet.

If you're any of these signs, then get ready to be pampered like a princess by these two.

Even in bed, they'd be so sweet, willing to do whatever their pretty little princess asked of them.

Waking them up in the middle of the night had become so common. You, so needy, asking them to fuck you, and them agreeing without protest despite being so tired.

Sunoo would start peppering kisses on your face and eventually stop at your neck, leaving a few love marks. Jay would rub your clit, making you moan against the soft pillows.

Before you knew it, Sunoo would be fucking your little pussy while Jay would do it from behind. But who could complain? They just wanted to see their little princess happy. (OMG, I admit it. I like JaySun.)

JUNGWON & NI-KI (WONKI)

❤ Aquarius/Cancer/Capricorn

Then I start to think. What would a threesome with the youngest two members of Enhypen be like?

If either of these is your sign, then be prepared for both giving and receiving. Because there's something about both guys knowing when you need them to be gentle and when you need them to be gentle. They'll be rough to the point of making you cry like the little brat you are.

Although there are times when they'll simply be like hormonally raging teenagers and won't give a damn about your space. They'll just want to fuck you until they're pleased. As if you were their sex toy, they'll just fuck you until you use your safe word, even though they all know that never happens because you're actually enjoying yourself.

One day you're just bored without them around to pay attention to you, and you decide to just use your fingers to please yourself a little. But then the front door would open, and two cute boys, tired from a long day, would be looking for you, but they'd look at you with mocking faces, seeing how you were fucking yourself, too horny to even notice their presence.

It would simply end with Won and Ni-Ki fucking you so roughly. As if you had Jungwon fucking your pussy and Ni-Ki your ass. You'd be ecstatic at how well they filled both of your holes. A few spanks on your bottom for being a bad girl, and maybe they'd pull your hair.

But then they'd be cute, like they were the best at aftercare, pampering you and then just lying next to you in bed and just talking a little until you fell asleep. (They're too cute, I need)

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MAKING FUN OF THEM IN PUBLIC | ENHYPEN REACTION

SITUATION: Enhypen's reaction to you making fun of them in public.

PAIRING: Enhypen OT7 x Reader.

WARNINGS: Vulgar language, grinding, footjobs, public fingering, public sex. (Sorry if I missed any tags)

WORD COUNT: 1K

LEE HEESEUNG

You and Heeseung would be at a party. At first, he'd act innocent when you suddenly sat on his lap. He'd take your waist in his arms and hug you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder.

When he realized it, he'd get a little angry at the way you moved your hips against his crotch, grinding him perfectly. It was inevitable for the poor boy not to start getting a noticeable erection in his pants.

You smiled triumphantly as you felt him try to stop your movements, but at the same time, he rubbed against your ass in search of his release. So pathetic, you thought, giggling under your breath.

"Baby," Heeseung would whisper against your ear, his voice cracking, begging for more.

You pressed harder against his erection, seeing how pathetically flushed and needy he looked. His head leaned back against the back of the couch, letting out broken curses and needy sighs.

Heeseung's face turned discontented as he watched you get up from his lap just as he was about to cum in his pants.

"W-where are you going?" he asked with a slight frown. "Finish what you started!" he ordered, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you back onto his lap.

"Mm, sorry, baby." You looked at him with a mocking smile. "Fine-tune yourself, you know." You winked at him, finally leaving his sight.

Heeseung was angry and frustrated for not getting what he wanted, but he promised he'd get revenge on you for being such a bad girlfriend to him.

JAY PARK

Jay watched you in confusion, seeing how today you decided to walk around the house in a spaghetti strap top and without any kind of bra to cover your beautiful breasts.

You knew your breasts were Jay's weakness, so you would use that card you had up your sleeve to tease him for a while.

To increase Jay's torment, you had become more clingy and needy than usual. Giving him subtle hugs that made your breasts press against his chest, turning him into a needy, nervous wreck. When you kissed him sweetly, taking longer than usual to deepen the kiss, you pulled away, leaving him speechless and breathing heavily. And not to mention the way you walked past him and leaned in, revealing a bit more of your cleavage when your blouse moved forward.

But he's really trying to control himself because he doesn't want you to think he's a pervert who only thinks about his cock whenever he's around you. But he's seriously losing his temper when he asks you to taste the frosting on the cake you're making together, and just to tease him a little more, you lick his finger in such an erotic way that Jay feels his pants tighten.

So he sends everything to hell when he takes you in his arms and lifts you onto the counter, starting to kiss you intensely and unnecessarily, touching your body like a hormonal, first-time teenager.

He feels like a bucket of cold water falls on him when you subtly tell him there's nothing they can do because you're simply on your period and you don't like it. He'd understand, but he'd be pissed off by the mocking way you're looking at him right now. He promised he'd do the same to you the moment you were most unaware.

JAKE SIM

The first mistake you made was making fun of Jake when he seriously told you to stop. But you found it funny the way the boy held back and gasped softly every time you slipped your hidden hand under his pants at that restaurant table.

And Jake would be fine with it, as long as you were alone. But the way you were trying his patience right now in front of his friends was starting to really piss him off.

Your subtle, cheeky touches against his cock and the way you smile innocently in that low-cut dress are really stirring something in him.

But all night long, he'll focus on talking to his friends, trying to ignore the way his cock hardens against your hand. He'll just be a good boy and continue talking to Jay about something he's forgotten because you made fun of him.

Oh, but your second mistake was when you left the restaurant. Did you think this man would just do nothing about it and let you get away like it was nothing? Jake smiled sweetly at his friends; everything seemed so perfect. Until they got in the car.

The drive was silent until Jake stopped in the middle of the road. Your dress was left in some corner of the car as he made you jump on him with a wicked grin. He had no intention of stopping unless you begged for mercy, and even then, he wouldn't stop just to see your messed-up face while... He fucks your hole, filling it with cum over and over again.

"You better be quiet, beautiful. This is what you wanted, isn't it?" He asked you in a teasing tone as he marked his hands on your ass.

But who were you kidding? You were enjoying this more than you planned.

PARK SUNGHOON

With Sunghoom, it'll be different. Did you think it would be easy? Well, no, this man would probably return the favor.

If you're out shopping and you get all bold and sensitive out of nowhere, he'll accept your actions. Just because of the way you ask him to come into the dressing room; with the excuse that the zipper on your jeans doesn't work. Oh, he'll be pleasantly surprised to see you wearing the lingerie he bought you under your outfit.

He'll still act naturally, enjoying the way you tried to get his attention. But please, you were only feeding his ego with every action.

Both of you, in a nearby cafe, sipping your smoothie, accidentally spill it on his pants, offering to clean them with an innocent smile as you bring your hand to his crotch, rubbing the erection that's beginning to form. But he still wouldn't react even if it was obvious, not until you confessed that you wanted him on top of you right now.

Walking around your apartment scantily clad wouldn't do much good either. He'd only return the favor and make the excuse that the weather was a little hot.

But there's something about the two of you that makes you so stubborn that neither of you would give up until you got something.

Which would lead you to now, you begging for his cock while he teases you about the way the vibrator he's using begins to torture your little pussy. Sunghoon was going to have some more fun with you and finally leave you needy because, after all, that was your plan, even if it ended up backfiring a little.

KIM SUNOO

Sunoo might not notice at first, or he'd just pretend you weren't doing it on purpose. Because there's something about the way you rub against him and then apologize, like it was a small accident on your part.

The way you squeezed his thigh in front of his cock while smiling innocently at him when he winced slightly at the way you were lightly brushing against his crotch. But Sunoo would still pretend everything was fine because you were in public, and it would be too embarrassing for him to ask you why you were acting like this.

The final straw was when you straddled his lap, hugging him like a koala. A very innocent gesture for a third party to watch. But Sunoo could tell your intentions from the way you were currently placing kisses on his neck and whispering needy words in his ear while moving your hips back and forth, rubbing against his growing erection.

He'd look at you with a pout when you got up from his lap, using the excuse that you were going to get some snacks for you and the rest of them. He wanted to follow you right away, but the way his members called him to practice completely prevented him from doing so. Now you had a needy, frustrated Sunoo baby with a painful, annoying erection.

YANG JUNGWON

Jungwon had noticed from the moment you started trying to provoke him. The way you were wearing a tight dress that showed off your assets today was driving him crazy, and he couldn't wait to get home and take it off your body. But like every good side, there's also a bad side.

This one was the way you brushed your hand against his knee and then moved it up to the top of his inner thigh. He just wanted to get up and fuck you right there in the middle of his best friend's wedding. But he had to restrain himself and not fall for your silly game.

But Wonie's patience had a limit, and you managed to catch up with him when you began rubbing your foot against his crotch. The heel pressed against his erection, making him shudder. But he would just stand there smiling and chatting with his friend.

He wanted so badly to tear that arrogant smile from your lips and make you cry while he fucked you in every possible position.

And that's what he did when you announced you were going to the bathroom. He took advantage of that opportunity; he followed you. Before you could enter the bathroom, he approached and opened the door for you, locking you inside by locking it, caging you against it, staring at you with predatory eyes.

"You wanted this, didn't you?" he asked you with a mocking smile as he circled your clothed center, making you nod frantically. "Well then, get ready to moan like the whore you are. I hope you like everyone knowing who you belong to, Pincess."

NISHIMURA RIKI

Riki noticed your intentions from the start. And he swore he was enjoying your actions. You, with your hand under the cafe table, sliding it up his thigh until it touched his crotch, palming his cock again and again.

But there was something about it that amused him, and he couldn't keep the mocking smile off his lips. But he didn't like it Lose, so if you wanted to play this game, he'd take care of it too, and not just to lose.

His hand felt under your skirt, touching your clothed center with his fingers, making you shudder. Something about the way you were biting your lower lip to hide your moans was seriously driving him crazy, so he wouldn't stop now.

"You're a very dirty girl, you know that?" He mocked, inserting a finger into your entrance.

He felt your hand still on his cock, so he took your wrist and pulled it away, mocking your confused face.

"You don't know how to play fair," he mocked, beginning to move his finger. "So I'm not going to either. I hope you can continue to keep quiet. If you don't want to be discovered like a dirty bitch."

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ROOMMATE PT.2| NISHIMURA RIKI

🚪 Pairing: Nishimura Riki (Teaser Roommate) x Female Reader (Somewhat Frustrated Roommate)

🚪 Description: After that day when Riki ended up giving the reader oral sex, she can't stop thinking about him, and the sexual attraction between them begins to grow. The reader, frustrated because Riki starts ignoring her, ends up going drinking with his best friend. When they get home, she argues with Riki, and he confesses his feelings for her. Will they break that palpable tension or pretend nothing happened between them?

🚪 Genre: Smut.

🚪 Warnings: Oral sex, name-calling, overstimulation, unprotected sex, one-year age difference, nipple stimulation, masturbation, consecutive orgasms. Special appearance by Beomgyu from Tomorrow x Together. (Sorry, if I missed any tags)

🚪 Words: 4K.

You were spinning your pencil, tapping the eraser on the right page of your notebook. One of your knees was moving restlessly, causing the wood of the table above your legs to bump into your knee and vibrate slightly from the constant movement. At first glance, you looked restless and tense, seeming to pay no attention to anything other than whatever was going through your head, as if something was disturbing you. And that was true; you couldn't stop thinking about one thing since school started again:

Nishimura Riki and the damn way his lips and tongue turned you to mush that last week of summer.

It was simply revenge, you giving him your blessed report after he gave you an orgasm with his mouth. But why did you seem so reluctant to the idea that it was just a one-time thing?

You admitted it: You had a thing for that spoiled brat. He liked to tease you and then call you "noona" just as a joke to see your frustrated face; you didn't like that label. Because yes, you were a year older than him, but he still tended to be so cheeky and playful that he sometimes drove you crazy, with his sharp eyes like those of a lurking dragon, watching you for a weak spot he could exploit and then use to annoy you.

You thought he'd do the same with that report. But that wasn't the case:

After that encounter, things had been somewhat tense between you. He seemed reluctant to even cross your path in the hallway of your shared apartment, running away like you were the plague every time you were about to cross paths; and you... Well, you, you just didn't know how to react to his strange behavior; you just ignored him like he did with you. But you couldn't take it anymore.

You were going crazy!

You snorted and dropped your pencil on your notebook, ruffling your hair in frustration. He was going to drive you crazy! You had no doubt about that. Even though it was hard to admit it, since that day you haven't been able to sleep peacefully without seeing him in your dreams, like a damned sin that torments you every night and drives you to infinite ecstasy in your dream world.

You had to end this tension once and for all! But you didn't know how. You didn't even know how he felt or what he thought about the idea of ​​​​crossing the line of roommates you had.

It was going to be hell for you.

"Y/N."

The soft touch of your best friend—Beomgyu—on your shoulder made you react. Your eyes fixed on his, giving him a pained look as if you had just lost someone or something important to you.

"Fuck, you look horrible," he gasped, his lips slightly parting. "Who died or what?" You look like a funeral home.

You rolled your eyes and fell like a dead weight onto the table, burying your head against your notebook with a low groan.

"Dude, you're not getting fucked properly lately, are you?" Beomgyu mocked.

You snapped at his words, giving him a sour face.

"What are you saying? Of course it's not that."

You hissed, burying your head back on the table. You partially knew Beomgyu was right. You were frustrated, and it was all because of your roommate.

"You've been like this since Monday, and it's already Friday." He rolled his eyes and then gave you a sly look. "Could it be... You have a thing for your roommate?"

Your head snapped up and you looked into his eyes with an expression of: "Fuck, is it that obvious?!"

"Bingo!" Beomgyu exclaimed. "I knew it. I must have bet money or something. I knew you'd fall for that guy. I guessed it since you told me you started living together."

Sometimes you were scared by Beomgyu's assertiveness, but yes, you had accidentally ended up falling for Riki, and that wasn't good. You didn't stand a chance, and you knew it."

"Whatever, I think he's ended up feeling disgusted by me or something," you said, making a face of disgust. "He avoids me all the time, and I feel like he just took advantage of me to get me to do his damn report for him."

Beomgyu let out a strangled scream, which was silenced by the people around him in the library. Beomgyu made a sorry gesture and looked at you. As if you'd told him the gossip of the month.

"Wait, wait..." His hands traveled to your shoulders, shaking you hysterically. "You didn't tell me that!" he shouted, receiving a "Shh!" from the people around him. He apologized again, smiling awkwardly, and then looked back at you.

You broke free from his grasp and grimaced in disgust.

"It's not that big a deal, it didn't mean anything; after all, it was just oral."

"You sound depressed. Were you that upset that it didn't go any further than a simple oral, just because he wanted you to finish his report for him?"

Your lips pursed, and you thought better of it. Had it upset you that much that he'd just used you? Yeah, fuck, because now you were going crazy to feel his touch on your skin again, his lips, and, if possible, satisfy your desire for him.

"I don't know," you murmured softly. "I'm pathetic."

"No, no... I mean sometimes if you're really stupid." You glared at him when you heard his words. Sometimes he was so sincere it hurt. "But... You're not pathetic for feeling that way, baby." Beomgyu smiled, tucking a hair behind your ear. "Although... Haven't you considered that maybe he's embarrassed and that's why he's avoiding you?"

You looked at him slyly. Him embarrassed? Could you consider that an option? No, of course not. He seemed confident in his actions that day.

"Of course it's not that, obviously he doesn't like me enough," you complained, dropping your head back onto the table. "He only uses me to finish his crappy report."

Beomgyu sighed and massaged his temples, thinking of something.

"Let's go drink," he said suddenly, making you glance at him out of the corner of your eye. "There's no school tomorrow, let's go drink and maybe you'll find a new partner."

You thought about it for a bit and shook your head.

"No."

"Let's go."

"No."

"A little," he insisted, moving your arm.

You grumbled and wriggled out of his grasp.

"Whatever, you win."

"Perfect!"

•••

You still had no idea why you'd agreed to go to a bar with Beomgyu; but there you were sitting on one of the chairs facing the bar while your friend ordered the bartender a fifth round of alcohol that night.

Your glass was untouched; he seemed to be seeing stars as he laughed awkwardly, telling you things you weren't even listening to.

You could only see the time on your phone: 8:50; you were just waiting for the moment to return to your apartment. Although at the same time, you didn't want to, since you'd have to see Riki. Maybe you'd just wait until later; when he was asleep, or at least in his room.

You didn't want to make everything more awkward.

Suddenly, your phone vibrated, pulling you out of your thoughts. A familiar contact appeared on the screen, which lit up with the LED light: "Roommate." Yes, you had simply saved it that way, but you knew it was Riki. You had no idea why he was calling you, and you just stared at the screen, stupidly filling your head with questions. Then the call was cut off, not because you hung up, but because Beomgyu put his finger on your screen and slid the reject button, obviously seeing you.

"Give him a little pain, let him taste his own medicine," Beomgyu said with his clumsy tongue, then took another sip of his drink.

His own medicine? What if it was important?

You waited a few minutes for a second call that never came, making you resign yourself. He probably got the wrong number.

You snorted, and finally, after the whole night, you took your glass of alcohol, downing it in one gulp.

Fuck everything, Riki was a fucking idiot.

•••

It was after midnight when you arrived at your apartment after leaving Beomgyu almost unconscious in his, since for obvious reasons you were much more sober than him.

You searched for the key in your bag and clumsily opened the door, greeted by the living room in slight darkness, since the light from the TV made it easier to see.

You walked into the living room, accidentally bumping into the table where you always left your keys.

"Shit," you cursed, rubbing your knee.

"Y/N?"

You heard Riki's voice and looked up, seeing him sitting on the couch as his face was guided in your direction, illuminated by the light from the screen.

He looked fucking good, or so you thought before your eyes. His hair, now platinum, fell across his forehead with that characteristic rebellious streak. The gray sleeveless shirt he was wearing highlighted his arm muscles and fit so tightly around his torso that you swore you could see his abs. To top it all off, he was wearing white sweatpants.

His sharp eyes scanned you, his full lips parted slightly; as if he wanted to say something, but still, no words came out.

Riki returned his eyes to the TV screen, pausing his video game.

"I called you," he said in a casual tone.

You just looked at him in surprise. You didn't say anything; you simply headed to the kitchen for some water.

"He was worried," he commented, and you felt your body tense.

Had you heard correctly? Did he say he was worried about you?

You shook your head, shaking your head in an attempt to get those thoughts out of your head, and tried to ignore the pounding of your heart. You hated the effect it had on you; it should be illegal to have it near you.

You opened the refrigerator, taking a bottle of water from the back, opening the lid slightly.

"Are you going to keep ignoring me?" Riki asked as he got up from the couch and walked toward the kitchen.

His footsteps were getting closer; but you had nothing to say. Your words stayed on the tip of your tongue, and nerves filled you, mixed with a latent tension in the air.

A bitter laugh escaped your lips, and you left the half-opened bottle—which you'd drank seconds before—on the counter.

It was ironic that he'd asked you that when he'd been ignoring you as he pleased. Couldn't you do the same?!

Finally, you opened your mouth, sounding more venomous than you intended:

"So what if I do?" You crossed your arms, looking him in the eye.

"You're rude," he snorted, still staring at you.

"Rude? You're a nuisance, Nishimura," you told him, feeling irritated.

"Of course, I'm always the one who ends up bothering you." At this point, Riki was standing in front of you, staring at you intently. "You've been drinking?!"

"What do you care?"

"No, the truth is, I don't care, but you know what..." Riki grabbed your wrist, pulling you towards his body. "I can't believe I even cared about you for a moment, when you couldn't give a shit about what I do or feel. Damn it, don't you understand that I can't stop thinking about you since that day, that I'm going crazy from having you near me and not being able to make you mine like so many dreams!" He confessed, his voice rising.

He looked desperate, and for a moment, also a little... Vulnerable?

His confession surprised you. You didn't know what to do or where to look. You just wanted to tear your eyes away from his and run away. So why had he ignored you so much? Why did he make you think he didn't enjoy that day? He was a fucking idiot! Or maybe he didn't know how to express what he truly felt.

But as always, you decided to screw up and say the stupidest thing that crossed your mind.

"Is this another one of your tricks?! Does the young master want me to do something else for him?!" You exclaimed sarcastically. "Because yes, after all, that's all I am to you, a damn toy that you think you can manipulate at will. To fulfill your spoiled brat's whims!"

Riki loosened his grip on your wrist and his jaw clenched. He didn't seem angry, but rather hurt and somewhat bewildered, knowing that was the impression you had of him.

"Wh-what?"

"Forget it," you muttered, freeing yourself from his grasp to flee.

There was no point in continuing to fight. You didn't want to hurt him, much less apologize to him for acting so immaturely.

You clumsily left the kitchen, letting out a shaky breath. You didn't understand. Why did he have to confuse you so much?

"Wait... Wait!" Riki quickly approached you, trapping your wrist in his hand, preventing you from taking another step.

You stopped dead in your tracks, turning on your heels, staring at him with a completely serious look. Still, you hated yourself for not being able to control your thoughts at a moment like this, despite the sadness and slight anger you felt; you couldn't help but think about how sexy he looked like that.

You couldn't help it; he turned you on so much with just his presence.

"Now what?" You asked, trying to sound annoyed.

Riki licked his lips, captivating you with that simple gesture, and you wondered what it would feel like to receive a kiss from him.

"I..." Riki hesitated, his face turning away. Then his eyes returned to you, intense and filled with a peculiar gleam. "You know what!" His grip on your wrist tightened, and in a swift movement, he pulled you back toward him until your body was pressed against his hard chest. "Fuck you!"

"What the..."

Your words were abruptly silenced by his lips on yours. A hungry, needy kiss that left your legs shaking.

You were bewildered; not knowing what to do. Until Riki bit your hellish lip, bringing you back to reality. You gasped, parting your lips. Riki let out a low laugh and thrust his tongue into your mouth. He brought his free hand to your chin and squeezed it lightly, forcing you to open your mouth wider. His tongue sought yours; tangling them together and teasing deep inside your mouth, showing dominance by not letting you breathe until he decided it was enough. You can hear the smack of their mouths as they meet; the kiss is so heated you feel wet.

And for a moment, you stop caring about everything and just focus on how good it feels.

After a while, Riki slowly pulls away for one last, moist kiss. He covered your lips with the mixture of your saliva. Riki didn't want to separate; he just kept panting, still brushing your lips—now swollen and wet—with his own.

"I want you to suck me off," he said suddenly, making your eyes widen.

You pulled away slightly, still breathing unevenly.

"I'm seriously starting to think you have a great brain," you said, trying to sound hurtful in a last-ditch attempt to make him waver and repent; but the pounding of your heart and your blush made it so obvious that you wanted him as much as he wanted you.

You stepped back in an attempt to escape again, but your body stopped, and you remembered your wrist was still trapped in his grasp.

Riki let out a low laugh and caught your lower lip between his teeth.

"Come on, sweetheart," he insisted, bringing his thumb to your lips and gently caressing your lower lip. "I promise I'll fuck you good later." He smiled slyly, making your breath catch for a second. "Don't try to lie, I know it's what you want." His lips brushed against your ear, lightly biting the lobe.

Your thighs pressed together; and the heat grew inside you.

Fuck, who were you trying to fool? If you wanted Riki for yourself, this was your chance. You wouldn't be so foolish as to let it slip away now that he was proposing what you've been wanting since that day.

Riki didn't wait for you to answer and took your hand, which he was still holding by your wrist, and led it to his pants, making you feel how hard he was.

"You make me that hard, baby," he purred against your ear, moving down to place a few kisses along your jaw. "It hurts, do something about it."

And then my self-control broke.

"O-okay."

Riki smiled and let go of your wrist, moving his hands to your shoulders to push you to your knees in front of him.

You wet your lips and met his gaze, trembling at his dark gaze. You couldn't wait any longer. You grabbed the elastic of his sweatpants and undid the knot, then began to pull down his pants and boxers, freeing his cock. You gasped in surprise at how big he was; precum dripped from his slightly pink tip, and your thighs clenched with arousal that began to soak your underwear.

Riki smiled and licked his lower lip before biting it, captivated by the sight of finally having you at his mercy. He roughly grabs a handful of your hair and pulls your face down onto his pelvis.

"Come on, baby. I can't wait to feel that mouth of yours on my cock."

Without further ado, you lick his tip, tasting the precum on your tongue. You hear a groan escape his lips and his grip on your hair tighten.

"Fuck, baby, don't play with me like that."

Riki curses, and a moan escapes his lips as you tease his tip again. His fingers tangle in your hair, tugging at it each time you repeat your action on his sensitive tip.

His head tilts back, and you swear his eyes roll back every time your mouth licks and sucks his glistening tip. A moan of pure satisfaction escapes his lips, and then your mouth takes his entire length inside you, beginning to bob your head back and forth in an attempt to bring him to ecstasy.

"Yes, baby, keep going," he says, his voice choked by the way his breathing begins to quicken.

Riki can't help but roll his eyes and tighten his grip on your hair, beginning to sloppily fuck your mouth as he moves his pelvis forward, making you feel his tip against your throat.

Hoarse, ragged moans flow steadily from his now parted lips, his Adam's apple bobbing with each breathless curse as he throws his head back, closing his eyes from the intense pleasure you're giving him.

You knew he was so close when his body trembled slightly and his breathing hitched.

"Baby, I'm close," he growls, his voice huskier than usual.

His eyes crack open to look into yours; they watch him as your tongue traces his shaft, then takes him back into your mouth. The intense sensation is making him moan and curse under his breath, as the last of his strength fails along with the intense spasms that run through his body, and he finally lets go.

"Fuck, baby, open your mouth for me," he says, bringing his hands to your head to push you down. Your mouth opens, receiving his bittersweet cum in your mouth.

A satisfied smile escapes Riki's lips, along with a low chuckle as he feels you swallow his cum, not leaving a single drop.

Riki's body shakes as you continue sucking his cock, moving your head slowly back and forth. Breathy moans begin to escape from between his lips. His hands simply tighten their grip on your hair, unsure whether to pull you off his sensitive cock or push you further to achieve a second orgasm in your mouth.

"W-wait... Baby, please..."

Riki's really trying to hold you back, but he can't when you're cupping your cheeks so tightly around his cock.

"Baby... Please... Stop, stop..."

Riki's vision blurs as he feels his entire body shake with the pain and pleasure he's feeling at that moment, another orgasm building, hitting him much faster than the first.

"Baby... Please..."

His eyes squeeze shut, tears spilling from them as his thighs tense beneath your grip.

"Fuck, I'm going to... I'm going to cum again."

Your lips part from his cock, and you begin pumping your hand along his length, squeezing his tip with your thumb and releasing it to listen to his breathy moans flow endlessly from his lips.

"Come on, Riki, give me a second orgasm, my pretty boy," you beg, your voice honeyed, but slightly husky from having him in your mouth for so long.

His hips thrust forward, his body shaking as you slowly run your tongue along his slit, making him tremble violently.

"Fuck... I can't take it anymore."

His body shakes as his second orgasm hits him more intensely than the first.

"Take it all for me, baby." Riki takes his cock in his hand and pumps it, letting his cum fall onto your face, ruining you. "Yeah, that's it, baby, show me how good you are for me." A husky moan escapes his lips.

Riki bites his lower lip, trapping it between his teeth as he delights in the way his cum falls into your mouth.

Riki jerks you off of him, causing you to rise from the floor. He takes you in his strong arms, and from one moment to the next, you're being pulled down onto the couch, trapping you beneath his body. His lips capture yours again in an intense, needy kiss, making him taste his own essence.

Once he separates from your lips, he looks into your eyes, raking them with lust.

"I want to fuck you, now," he gasps, his hair tousled and his cheeks slightly flushed.

Fuck, he looked so cute and needy now that you couldn't say anything against his request.

Riki fiddles with the buttons on your shirt before starting to take it off, then slides your plaid skirt down your legs, leaving you in your underwear. Riki removes his shirt, leaving you completely naked before you, making you bite your lower lip at the sight of his slim yet toned body, with his defined abs.

One of his hands slides over your panties, gently touching you. Enjoying the wetness that was beginning to seep through the thin fabric of your panties.

Your head tilted back, hitting the back of the couch. You loved the feeling of his fingers beginning to play with your clit.

Riki laughed mockingly at the sweet sounds escaping his lips.

"God, baby. You want me to touch you now, don't you? You want it so bad," he said, smiling slightly. "Did you miss me that much?"

His hand delved into your panties, beginning to grope you, brushing his fingers between your folds.

"Guess I'll have to give you some attention, right?" A pout slipped across his lips, and his sharp eyes scanned you.

He was a damn tease, even in a moment like that, but you loved it. You couldn't deny that you loved his teasing way of playing with you.

Two of his fingers finally slip into your tight hole, and you moan as you feel him stretch you. But it wasn't enough for you. If anything was going to happen between you two, it would be today, and you weren't going to settle for just his fingers.

"Riki... Fuck me already, please," you beg, looking at him with your doe-like eyes that make him shudder.

Riki swallowed, and his thumb began circling your clit, making you moan and raise your hips in search of more attention. He quickly pulls his fingers out of you and yanks your panties down. His other hand maneuvers you behind your back to remove your bra, leaving you naked in front of him.

Riki pumps his cock a few times, lubricating himself with the precum oozing from his tip. He runs his tip over your slit, making you shudder as he teases you a little more. before finally thrusting all the way in with a single thrust, eliciting a loud moan from you, which he smothers with a kiss.

Riki begins to thrust rapidly into you, shoving his cock inside you before pulling it out again and roughly pounding into your pussy.

Your breasts bounce from the way he's fucking you so roughly and uncontrollably. Riki can't resist and begins to suck on one of your nipples, pulling it with his teeth, while his other hand is on your hip, squeezing it hard to stabilize himself.

You just moan, grabbing his hair in an attempt to pull him away from your nipple; he's bruising it with his teeth and then circling it with his tongue.

Your body tense and your hips rise, feeling like you're about to climax at any moment. Riki, noticing this, moves his hand down your hip to your clitoris. I run circles on it, occasionally rubbing it quickly and sloppily.

"Riki... I'm close, fuck."

You moaned, feeling spasms coursing through you. Your body tensed, and you felt Riki's hard thrusts become sloppier; he was close too.

"Yes, baby... Me too."

A few more thrusts and your high surged through you, making you tremble, leaving you dizzy, and with an electrifying sensation running through your entire body.

Riki pulled out of you and pumped his cock a few times until he came, releasing his load onto your abdomen and part of your breasts.

Riki gasped in satisfaction at the way you were ruined by him.

"It's the best view," he murmured, leaning closer to you to kiss your lips.

You continued the kiss lazily, playing with his unruly locks.

"I have to clean up my mess," he says once he separates from your lips, letting out a chuckle.

And as he said, Riki grabbed his shirt from the floor and ran it over your abdomen and breasts, slowly, wiping his semen from your body. Then he moved down to your crotch, gently wiping between your thighs so as not to overwhelm you, knowing you were still sensitive.

"Sorry," he said, and you looked at him with tired eyes.

"What?"

"Because I ignored you, I didn't know how..." Riki paused, unsure whether to confess what he felt or not. "I didn't know how to face you after that day. I've actually liked you since we met. I've always been attracted to you, and that day I was desperate to hand in that damn report, but I still wanted to try my luck with you, so I guess I mixed it all up, and I didn't know if you..."

"I like you," you confessed, making him stop.

"Really?"

You nodded, letting out a small chuckle.

Riki's eyes lit up, and he buried his head in your neck, letting out a sigh of relief.

"I don't want this to end," he confessed, playing with one of your hands in his.

You smiled, captivated by his sweetness.

"Then it doesn't have to end," you murmured, watching him raise his head, giving you a small, closed-lipped smile.

"Does that mean I can ask you out?" he inquired with a sly smile.

"Yes, Riki... You can ask me out."

"And we can fuck whenever I want?"

You let out a laugh, playfully swatting him in the chest.

"Yeah, sure, if you promise to fuck me as good as you did today. I'm happy to do it every day," you confessed, smiling playfully.

Riki licked his lips and leaned closer to your face, brushing your nose with his. His eyes darkened again, as if the moments before hadn't been enough to satisfy his hunger for you. Riki leaned closer to your ear and whispered in a husky but sensual tone:

"So, why don't we start practicing now?"

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SUNGHOON AS A ROCK STAR 🤘🏻

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HALLOWEEN PARTY | JAY PARK

🎃 Pairing: Jay Park (Gamer Boy) x Female Reader (Emo Girl)

🎃 Description: The reader hates Jay's guts, and it's mutual. But she can't help but feel a strong attraction to Jay, especially when, at a Halloween party he's hosting, she ends up revealing her feelings to him while intoxicated.

🎃 Genre: Smut.

🎃 Content Warnings: Vulgar language, oral sex.

🎃 Words: 1K.

A/N: I know... It's really late to upload something like this, but I couldn't help thinking about Jay as a gamer boy and wanting to try something Halloween-themed.

It was Halloween, and music and alcohol were mingling at Jay's house. This year he felt daring, so he threw the party of the year, inviting everyone except you. Or, well, he tried, but you flatly refused. You hated Jay; who, for some reason, especially loved making fun of you for the simple fact that you dressed in dark colors and always looked so pale. Yes, he spread the rumor that you were a witch all over campus, and wherever you went, you heard everyone whispering horrible things and making no sense at all about you, because of that funny Jay. So, he was like your nemesis, even though you admitted you had a thing for him, but he was still your faithful enemy.

It was midnight when the loud music could still be heard echoing off the wall of your room. You were trying to sleep, but someone decided to throw a stupid party. You got up from your bed groaning. You felt like he was doing it to piss you off. He knew you had classes the next day, and yet he still wouldn't turn down his music. You felt like you'd break something in Jay's face if you saw him, so that's what you did. You grabbed a coat and, in your pajamas, left your house, walking just a little to the house across the street, which belonged to your cocky neighbor.

The doorbell rang throughout the house, but it took you about two more attempts until Jay, dressed as a vampire—a rather sexy one, you could admit—came out onto his porch, looking at you mockingly.

"What are you doing here, witch?" he asked innocently, calling you by that horrible nickname you truly hated.

"You're messing with me, Jay." You gave him a dirty look. "Turn down your fucking music before I get really angry."

"What are you going to do? Cast a spell on me?" He laughed mockingly, making your blood boil.

"Oh, shut up, Jay," you rolled your eyes. "Just turn the music down," you said again, not wanting to fight him, about to turn around and go home.

"Hey, stay, don't be so bitter, babe," he offered with a sly smile.

"Don't call me baby." You gave him a dirty look, making him laugh.

"Okay, witch," he dragged out the last word just to annoy you. "Come on, come in. I won't bite you unless you ask me to." He took your arm, dragging you into the house. There were people you didn't know everywhere; you could even swear there were two people about to do it right in front of you. You stared at Jay, who guided you to the couch and forced you to sit down. "Why were you staring at me so much?" You saw him cross his arms, laughing at the way you looked at him; it seemed as if you were going to kill him. "Do you want to eat me? I know I'm irresistible, but I only try the second-table dishes once." He smirked, making you roll your eyes.

And if you had hooked up with Jay at the spring break after drinking until he forgot your name. Those images still hadn't left your mind: how he kissed you, the way his big hands ran over you, or how his big penis made you drool from the way he fucked your mouth.

"Good for you, I don't like leftovers either." You looked at him with mock disgust, looking toward the stands.

"Okay, witch, I get it. You don't like me, and neither do I... better drink some alcohol and have fun." He offered you a glass of alcohol, which you reluctantly gulped down. What you didn't know yet was that you'd end up between Jay's legs again for drinking too much. Although he might be the one who ends up between yours.

An hour later, you were dancing uncontrollably, glued to a guy whose name you didn't even know while you ate his mouth. That guy ran his hands all over your body, and the ulterior motives were evident in the air.

Taking strong strides, Jay approached you and pulled you away from the guy by your wrist, dragging you to the second floor, or rather, to his room.

"Hey, let me go, idiot," you complained, trying to free yourself from his grasp with your tangled tongue.

But it was funny the way you pushed and Jay kept holding you, a tug-of-war where you were at the disadvantage. The guy found it funny; you were too sweet for him. When you drank, he got tangled up with you for a reason, even though he won't admit it.

"You better go to sleep now, that's what you did before coming here to bother you." Jay rolled his eyes, remembering how you offered yourself to the guy earlier.

"To bother you? You're the one bothering me here. In the first place, it was you, and knowing me better, you gave me alcohol, you're a freeloader." You pointed at him again, like a little girl.

"Well, it's true, except for the part about me always being annoying, obviously. Everyone loves me," he said proudly, then smiled at you mockingly. "I'd forgotten that alcohol made you a little crazy." Jay giggled, making you look at him, offended.

"You're a fucking idiot, Jay. See, that's why I don't like to admit that I loved the way you fucked me that time." You admitted your drunken state.

"Oh... You like me after all. I thought you didn't; it's just that you were denying it so much." Jay smiled, watching you nod, still offended. Jay shook his head in amusement. "Come on, let me help you lie down. You should go to sleep, really."

Jay helped you sit on the bed so you wouldn't get dizzy. But when you saw he was leaving you there, you took his hand.

"Jay," you called, and he raised an eyebrow at you. "Let me cast a spell on you," you murmured, pushing him toward you. Jay fell onto your body, surprised by your boldness.

"Stop joking around and go to sleep, silly." Jay felt strangely nervous and tried to get up, but you grabbed his black shirt, pulling him closer to you again.

"Jay, can I give you a special candy for Halloween?" you murmured against his lips, feeling him shudder.

"Yes," Jay nodded, not entirely sure of his answer.

You smiled in amusement and joined your lips with his in a deep kiss. Jay smiled, tasting the alcohol in your mouth; you had no idea how much they wanted this. But strangely, he pulled away.

"Y/N, not this time. You're drunk, and I'm not..." You interrupted him by kissing him again.

"Alcohol isn't making me do anything, it's giving me courage," you murmured against his lips. "Because you don't bite me, vampire. You said a while ago that if I wanted, you would," you joked, listening to his warm laugh.

"Even so..."

"Oh, shut up, Jay." You kissed him again, his words hanging in the air as you heard his soft purr.

You hurriedly began to unbutton Jay's shirt as he did the same, removing your pajamas. The clothes began to disappear until you were completely naked on the bed. Jay moved down to your breasts, alternating between your two nipples, sucking and biting them lightly. He kissed your stomach and moved down to your crotch, parting your legs, beginning to leave wet kisses on the sensitive skin of your inner thighs. He ran his tongue over your folds, drawing moan after moan from you with the masterful way he licked and sucked your vagina.

Jay moved away from you for a few minutes, searching for a condom on his nightstand to put it on. This time he kissed your lips, torturously running the tip of his penis over your entrance until he finally entered you. You clenched around him, making him groan in your ear as his thrusts became more intense and rough. Your fluids bathing his entire length and the way your skins clashed, making obscene noises, were driving Jay crazy.

He flipped you over on the bed, so you were face down on it. He began to pound deeper into you, pressing himself against your body as you gripped the sheets, letting out intense, needy moans, filled with pleasure and desire for the boy. A little more and you clenched around him, feeling your body tremble, releasing yourself on his penis. His thrusts became more haphazard until he, too, reached his orgasm. They both fell asleep, not caring that there was a party downstairs and that the house would probably be a mess the next day, and you wouldn't even be making it to your classes.

The next morning, you woke up next to him, seeing Jay's calm face. He looked peaceful, asleep next to you. His eyes opened slightly and he smiled slyly at you.

"Wow, this time you didn't disappear, that's progress." He smiled, approaching you to wrap you in a hug.

"Just so you know, I still hate you," you murmured, feeling your face flush from the closeness.

"So let's be... Enemies with benefits, witch." Jay smiled amusedly, watching you laugh, thinking a bit about his crazy proposal.

"Yeah, sure, enemies with benefits sounds good."

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AFTER-SCHOOL TUTORING | JAKE SIM

📖 Pairing: Jake! Studious Boy! x Female Reader! Girl in Need of Tutoring!

📖 Description: The reader takes extra after-school tutoring with Jake. But one thing leads to another, and they end up hooking up.

📖 Genre: Smut.

📖 Warnings: Vulgar language, oral sex, fingering, unprotected sex.

📖 Words: 1K.

You had been taking after-school tutoring with Jake, so as usual, today you stood in front of his front door waiting for it to open.

You knocked twice on the door, which was opened by the brown-haired boy wearing dark-framed glasses. Unlike other days, today he looked incredibly handsome in your eyes, with his hair all messed up as if he'd just woken up and his uniform shirt all disheveled.

The boy noticed your rapt gaze on him, so he smiled mischievously, clearing his throat to get you to react.

"Um... Wh-what?" You blurted out, somewhat dazed, feeling the heat invade your face.

"Hey Y/N, nice to see you too." The boy smiled playfully and showed you into his house.

Shyly, you entered his room, leaving your backpack on his bed before sitting down.

"My mom will be back a little late, so we have time to study without interruptions," he murmured, not seeing you, while flipping through some notebooks on his desk.

You nodded, unable to stop the somewhat morbid thoughts from crossing your mind just by hearing that you would be completely alone in that room.

"Okay, today we'll study physics because there's an exam coming up soon," he said, turning to you with a smile.

"Okay," you nodded, following his steps until he sat next to you on the bed, placing his notes on his lap.

"Off to a good start," he winked at you, sending your nerves into a tizzy.

Jake had always had a knack for getting on your nerves, and you loved it, though sometimes you ended up fantasizing about your cute partner and how good his long, slender fingers would feel inside you.

An hour had passed by the time you'd finished the exercises he'd assigned you.

"Oh, are you done?" he murmured, leaning over you slightly.

"Y-yeah, the last two were a bit difficult, but the rest was pretty easy," you explained, a little nervously.

Jake hummed, biting his lower lip as he reviewed his notes.

"Wow, congratulations, everything's fine." Jake smiled, making you feel good about his approval. "Yes, do you want to go over the last two topics, if you're still not sure?"

"Yeah, sure," you nodded.

"Although," you saw him hesitate a little. "We can do it a different way." That came out of his lips in a low, somewhat husky tone, making your skin prickle.

"What do you mean?" you asked, unable to think of anything dirty.

"How about for every correct answer..." His hot breath caressed the skin of your neck as he leaned close to your ear. "I finger you until you cum?" His hand ran up your thigh, venturing a little under your skirt. "Although if you get it wrong, I'm going to leave you aroused and frustrated." Before pulling away, he placed a kiss on your neck, causing you to let out an involuntary gasp.

"F-fine," you nodded, feeling the heat build up in your cheeks.

You never thought Jake Sim, your classmate, the untouchable boy, would be proposing something indecent like that to you. But you didn't regret it; after all, this is what you always wanted.

"Good, sit on my lap," Jake smiled, patting his legs for you to sit on them.

You nodded, still smiling a little shyly at the current situation. You grabbed the hem of your skirt and pulled it down, leaving you in only your underwear and long stockings that covered half your thighs.

You sat on his lap, placing your legs on either side of his, giving him access to your private life.

"First question," Jake said, flipping through his workbook. "What does Newton's third law say?" His free hand ran over your thigh, mocking you every time he reached the inside of your thigh and stopped.

"Wh-why... every action has a reaction," you murmured, your voice slightly shaky from his teasing.

"Very well," his voice echoed in your ear, making your skin crawl. "I think you deserve a treat."

His hand came into contact with your clitoris, rubbing it in gentle circles as he continued searching for the next question.

"Name five measuring instruments," he asked, applying light pressure to your clitoris.

You arched your back involuntarily, resting your head on his chest.

"Ta-tachometer, spectrometer, dynamometer, catarometer, and speedometer." You spoke with some difficulty lost in the way his fingers moved over your nerve-filled knob.

"Correct," he murmured, moving his fingers at a faster pace, making it impossible for you not to moan. "What do you call acceleration?" You tried to speak after his next question. , but the way his nimble fingers were working your clit was making it impossible for you to speak. "Come on, you know this one very well," he murmured in a mocking tone.

"T... t-the speed an object acquires during the course of its movement, based on a defined amount of time." You spoke haltingly.

"What a good girl." Jake moved your panties to the side. His fingers ran over your pussy, collecting your wetness. At that action, you couldn't help but move your hips forward in search of more contact. "So wet and desperate for me to put my fingers in it," he mocked again, repeating his action. "Okay, there are a few more questions. If you answer correctly, I'll give you what you want." You nodded as best you could, making his smug smile grow wider on his lips. "What's a dynamometer used for?"

You tried to focus on the question, but the way Jake inserted a finger inside you, beginning to pump it at a slow and torturous pace, was making it impossible for you to answer that simple question.

"It's an instrument for measuring forces," you answered in a halting tone, moaning as you spoke.

"Good," he murmured, inserting another finger inside, making you moan at the sensation. "What is gravity, and what is its average value on Earth?"

"It's the f-force... that the Earth exerts on all bodies toward its center. Its normal value is 8.70 m/s²," you answered as best you could.

"Incorrect," he murmured with a mocking smile, withdrawing his fingers from your pussy.

You complained at the way he lifted you off his lap, leaving you wet and irritated from the lack of stimulation.

"Let's try something else." Jake made you settle down on the bed, getting between your legs. "I want you to read this page and then memorize it." He smiled at you, handing you his notebook. "Then I'll ask you questions. If you answer them correctly, I'll fuck you like you deserve. Meanwhile, I'm going to enjoy your pussy." His agile tongue ran over the folds of your pussy, making you let out involuntary moans.

You tried to read as best you could, but your voice was choked by the way Jake licked and sucked your pussy.

"Mass is the amount of matter..." You moaned, your words cut short by the way his tongue caressed your clit. Two of his fingers traveled to your pussy, moving them quickly inside. Your legs trembled as Jake squeezed one of your thighs with his free hand, preventing you from closing them. "Wh-what has a..." You dropped the notebook, moaning desperately.

Jake crossed his arms, licking his lips, dampened by your wetness, as he pulled away from you with an amused look.

"Do you want me to stop?" he asked you in a mocking tone, seeing your whining and needy state.

At his question, you shook your head, hiding your face in your hands.

"Use your words, or I won't give you anything."

"I want you to fuck me, please. I'll do anything." You whimpered, making him smile.

"Anything?" he asked, making you nod frantically. "Well, pass the physics exam with a high grade, okay?" You nodded again, unable to form a coherent sentence. "What a good girl." He smiled as he climbed on top of you, placing an arm on either side of your head. Jake leaned down slightly, joining his lips with yours in a desperate kiss.

He pulled away from you a little, desperately removing his clothes. You took off the rest of your clothes, satisfied to finally get what you wanted after so much teasing.

Jake pulled you towards him, sitting you on his lap. His throbbing cock entered you, causing you to let out a moan, muffled by his full lips.

"Move," he ordered, squeezing your hips.

You nodded, beginning to rock against him. The skins of your skin clashed as you bounced on him, your pussy clenching around him, causing him to swear and twitch beneath you, intensifying the pleasure.

You felt that familiar knot of satisfaction deep inside you, and your movements became haphazard, indicating to the brunette that you were close to your euphoria.

"Fuck, baby, cum for me," he ordered, guiding the movements this time.

Your nails dug into the skin of his back as you moaned, feeling your body tremble as you reached your orgasm.

Jake didn't stop and continued fucking your pussy, overstimulating you with the way he pounded into you.

His hot semen spilled inside you as he finally reached his orgasm. He pulled out of you, letting you see his semen mixing with yours and dripping onto your thighs.

Gently, he helped you sit on the bed while he grabbed some wet wipes from his desk and wiped them over your body, helping you clean up.

As he helped you dress, he placed a few kisses on your lips, making you smile. But you noticed something: you couldn't find your panties anywhere. You got out of bed, about to ask Jake about them, but your face blushed as he waved them in front of you with a mocking smile.

"Can I keep these?" He smiled at you.

He put them in his pants pocket. "I promise to return them later." He winked at you, making you laugh and deny his audacity.

"Whatever you want," you laughed, sitting back down on the bed.

"Well, why don't we study seriously now?" He leaned closer to you, placing a peck on your lips. "Unless you want a second round."

"Wa-wait," you gasped as he hovered over you again.

"On second thought, I still want to see those nice tits bounce all over me," he murmured in your ear, smiling wickedly.

Apparently, the lesson would have to wait for another time.

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THE DEVIL'S OBSESSION | NISHIMURA RIKI

💣 Pairing: Nishimura Riki The Devil! x Lee Chaewon/OC Unlucky Girl!

💣 Synopsis: Lee Chaewon gets tangled up with "The Devil" after being dragged to a Halloween party by her best friend Lee Heeseung, who was the culprit behind many of the unfortunate events in Chaewon's life.

But... What could possibly go wrong?

After all, that boy with eyes as dark as night told her once he had no escape.

"Honey, you played with the devil, and now you have nowhere to run."

Sometimes the worst nightmares can turn into the greatest temptations.

💣 Genre: Fantasy/Romance/Smut

💣 Words: 2K

01. DON'T PLAY WITH THE UNKNOWN

It was a quiet weekend morning when the sweet, black-haired girl rushed out of the bathroom upon hearing the living room phone ringing throughout her apartment. "Who could it be at that hour?" she wondered as she grabbed the phone with her free hand, holding the towel with the other to keep it from falling to the floor.

"Hello," she replied, simply waiting for the other end to speak.

"I'm watching you," the girl heard a hoarse voice on the other end that anyone could have considered creepy, but she simply rolled her eyes.

"Very funny, Heeseung," the girl told him, with no grace in her voice.

"Don't be boring, where's your Halloween spirit?" the boy on the other end encouraged her.

"A cow ate him," the girl replied, with no grace in her voice.

"Lee Chaewon, you're boring." The boy laughed and adjusted himself a little more on the surface where he was sitting. "How about I go to your house this afternoon and we go to a party? You know, there must be a lot of them around Halloween. We're sure to sneak into one without a problem."

"Sounds like a plan I wouldn't make, Heeseung. Every time I agree to one of your crazy ideas, I end up in trouble," she complained, holding the towel a little tighter.

"Come on, Chaewon, that's the worst that could happen," Heeseung said matter-of-factly, rolling his eyes as if the girl could see him.

"I should remind you that the last time I went to a party with you, I ended up in a cell at the police station. Or maybe you'd like me to remind you of the time at the school dance when your dance partner spilled his drink on me because I tried to defend you when he left you alone and went dancing with someone else." Chaewon's words were laced with resentment and a hint of anger. The boy tried to justify himself, but was interrupted. "I almost forgot the time I agreed to throw an exotic party at my apartment for Jake's wife's bachelorette party, and the dancers you hired were robbers, and we ended up locked in my bathroom." Chaewon complained bluntly. It was as if every time Heeseung made a plan with her, it ended with the poor girl in some kind of trouble.

"Well... It's not that big a deal." Heeseung laughed nervously. "Anyway, they managed to catch the robbers before they escaped."

"Heeseung, don't justify yourself," the girl said seriously, eliciting a resigned sigh from the boy.

"Maybe you're right, but I swear this time nothing strange or dangerous will happen, nor will you be robbed. I swear, please say yes," Heeseung pleaded.

Chaewon sighed, exhausted by his insistence, and she didn't want to say no to her childhood friend anyway.

"Fine... But I swear if anything else happens, I'll never, ever accept another outing or another of your crazy plans again." Chaewon emphasized the last thing she said in a serious and determined tone.

"I swear, nothing bad will happen..."

That's how Lee Chaewon and Lee Heeseung ended up at a party they hadn't even been invited to, but the boy somehow managed to convince the security guard to let them in.

"See, I told you nothing bad was going to happen," Heeseung shouted as best he could amid the crowd and the loud music.

"Don't even mention it, I have a bad feeling," Chaewon muttered, taking a sip of her bloody marriage.

"You and your bad feelings," Heeseung rolled his eyes and took Chaewon by the arm, leading her to the dance floor.

The boy began to dance animatedly in front of his friend, making her laugh a few times. Chaewon crossed her arms, not really in the mood to dance, but feeling encouraged by seeing her friend so happy.

"Dance with me, Chaewon." Heeseung laughed and twirled around her, making her laugh.

In the end, Chaewon ended up catching her friend's joy and dancing with him on the dance floor until her feet gave out.

The night continued at its slow, distracted pace, amidst the heat and the uncontrollably dancing crowd, drunk as they were. Those two young men, having fun without any control, ended up one way or another inside a dark cabin surrounded by dim lights. How did they get there? Not even they knew. All they knew was that they had They had found a bottle of red wine and a Ouija board.

"We summon the devil," Heeseung suggested, staggering around, waving the Ouija board in one hand and the half-drunk bottle of wine in the other.

"You've gone crazy," Chaewon yelled, laughing as she threw herself onto the large bed with red velvet sheets in the room.

"What do you have? It won't work anyway." Heeseung laughed and took a swig from the bottle. "We'll try it," the boy smiled mischievously, waving the board again.

"Heeseung, this isn't going to work," the girl sitting next to him on the floor, leaning on the edge of the bed, complained.

"I'm sure you spilled the blood where it belonged. Try again," Heeseung told her, pointing at the center of the board.

"For fuck's sake, Heesueng, I'm not going to cut myself again. You do it." Chaewon frowned.

"I'm not going to cut myself. That hurts like shit," the boy complained.

The two young men continued fighting in their drunken state, unaware that the atmosphere around them began to change and the dim light suddenly went out.

"Oh, shit." The boy let out a soft cry, clinging to his friend's shoulder.

"The power must have gone out. Relax." Chaewon rolled her eyes and pushed her friend away to turn on her cell phone's flashlight.

Chaewon pointed at a fixed point in the room where a misshapen shadow, too large to be a human, began to form. Little by little, the shadow took the form of a completely red creature with a face that could easily traumatize anyone who saw it.

"Who has requested my presence, mortals?" A sinister voice was heard coming from that creature, and both young people couldn't help but flinch.

"The devil exists," Heeseung muttered, clinging to her friend's arm again, who was cursing under her breath.

At that point, the alcohol in both of their bodies had disappeared. The creature began to take shape and increasingly resembled a human until it took on the appearance of a handsome young man dressed in a black suit, the same black as his hair, with dark eyes that could penetrate the soul.

"Why did you call me mere mortals?" the creature demanded, looking at them both with piercing eyes.

"My God, he's real," Heeseung said, covering her mouth in surprise. "He's the devil."

"Don't mention God in my presence, understood." The man's voice echoed throughout the room, and Heesueng nodded startled. "And to answer your question, yes, I am. I'm known by many names: Lusbel, Lucifer, the Devil. But you inferior beings, call me Riki," the being said simply, his gaze falling on the girl who had been silent all this time.

Chaewon, feeling his piercing gaze, raised hers and faced him.

"So what do you want?" The girl said simply, making the black-haired man laugh.

"You called me, no. Now I'll take your souls after you ask me for what your rotten hearts most desire," he said arrogantly.

"You know, Chaewon, my girlfriend, told me to go see her. I'm going." Heeseung laughed nervously, getting up from the floor and simply running out the door.

Chaewon also stood up, about to follow him.

"Come back here, you bastard, you coward! You don't even have a girlfriend!" Chaewon yelled at him, but before she could escape, the door slammed shut.

"You're not going anywhere, darling. Didn't they ever tell you not to play with the devil?"

That creature whispered those words in a low tone, but they sounded so disturbing it drove anyone who heard it crazy.

Chaewon was undoubtedly more than messed up. How would she get out of this?

•••

Let's remember how Lee Chaewon ended up facing the well-known, yet unknown, "Devil." Yes, it was all Heeseung's fault, as always. Maybe she should give the curse a name, because she was indeed cursed. "The Lee Heeseung Curse" would be a good one. Apparently, her friend had the power to entangle her in hopeless situations, but this one went too far.

Chaewon stood face to face with the devil, who, although he looked like a boy her own age, was nothing like that. The girl swallowed hard at being trapped inside the booth next to him and backed away so far that she ended up colliding with the door.

"Um, well, sir demon," Chaewon laughed nervously. "Maybe we could come to an agreement where you don't have to take my soul." The girl looked up, noticing the seriousness with which the black-haired man looked at her.

"Seriously, how stupid are you two to summon me without having anything to ask for?" The demon better known as Riki frowned, approaching Chaewon until their bodies were almost touching. The boy slammed against the closed door, startling Chaewon.

"I didn't do it on purpose. I was a little drunk." Don't hurt me, demon lord. Chaewon closed her eyes tightly, praying to all the saints she hoped also existed to protect her from that demon's clutches.

"Call me Riki, stop calling me, Demon lord." He complained, banging on the door again, causing Chaewon to let out a small cry. "You know what? You scream a lot better. Go to sleep already."

Riki made a motion with his hand, and suddenly Chaewon felt her whole body go numb and her eyelids closed. She fainted forward, but was held by the demon's arms, who wouldn't let her fall.

The sun streamed through the girl's window, bathing her face in the first rays of the morning sun that made her stir in her bed, trying to cover herself with her pillow. But she remembered a small detail: How can she be in her bed if she didn't come home yesterday?

Chaewon opened her eyes suddenly and looked around, scared. Apparently it had all been a dream, and she never went to that party or met the devil.

"God, it was all a nightmare," she sighed, smiling slightly, but a voice caught her off guard again.

"I didn't know humans were so morbid," murmured the being who called himself Riki, playing with a rather strikingly shaped object in his hands while sitting on the small sofa in front of the girl's bed. "I like it, there's something good about them." The boy looked up, noticing how Chaewon looked at him in surprise. "You've respected me, silly human. You know it's very curious that humans use things like this to satisfy themselves." Riki raised the object in his hands, drawing Chaewon's attention, who jumped out of bed and ran to Riki, taking the object from his hands. "That thing is a vibrator, right? Your sex drive is very high, maybe you can ask for that and give me your silly soul for once." Riki smirked, and the girl gave him a dirty look. "First of all, don't touch my things," Chaewon ordered, throwing the vibrator somewhere on the bed. "And secondly, I'm not going to give you my soul for a shag," the girl yelled, feeling like she'd go crazy.

"Stop thinking about finding a priest or something." The guy rolled his eyes. "I can read your thoughts if I want, and I'm not leaving until I see your soul in my hands and a signed contract."

Chaewon looked at him strangely and frowned.

"Contract, what contract?" The girl felt confused by so much information. "And why are you only bothering me? You know Heesueng was there too," Chaewon complained.

"You're talking about your cowardly friend," Riki inquired, and she nodded. "You cast the spell and used your blood. He was just watching, so it was basically you who summoned me." The boy said simply, and Chaewon cursed under her breath. "I'd give Heeseung a good earful when I saw him."

"Well... And if I don't have anything to wish for," Chaewon crossed her arms, looking at Riki, who was still sitting peacefully on the sofa in his room.

"Well, I'll stay here until you wish for something." Riki gets up from the sofa and stands in front of her. "If you haven't wished for anything yet, in two weeks, or rather on that day you call Halloween, I'm going to get inside your mind and force your wish out of you." At this point, Riki had his face pressed against Chaewon's, along with an amused expression.

Chaewon pulled away and glared at him before sitting on her bed staring at a fixed point.

"And what will happen after I give you my soul?" Chaewon inquired, looking anywhere but into that demon's eyes.

"It's simple, you'll serve me for all eternity, and when you die, which will be soon, since I'll have your soul, you'll plummet to hell." Riki said this so calmly that Chaewon felt her skin prickle and fear run down her spine. "Although I already have the perfect job for you, given your high sex drive, you might become a succubus, so fuck a lot before you die." Riki sat down next to her with an arrogant smile on his face.

"I don't want to have sex," Chaewon complained, throwing a pillow at him, which Riki caught with one hand without any problem.

"Well... The point here is that I'm never leaving your life again until you've made up your mind about your stupid wish, so hurry up, I don't plan on staying in this dump for long."

The day passed peacefully for Chaewon, only because of the small detail that that demon followed her everywhere like he was her shadow, and to top it all off, only she could see him.

For example, this afternoon when Heesueng came to apologize. Everything was going perfectly fine until Chaewon noticed that Heeseung couldn't see Riki.

"So you don't see him?" Chaewon asked, looking at her friend, who looked at her in confusion.

"See who, Chaewon." Heeseung frowned, looking around. "I don't see anyone."

Chaewon was about to protest, but when she felt that demon's breath on her neck, she couldn't stop a shiver from running down her spine.

"Only you can see me. Don't try to expose me if you don't want everyone to think you're crazy," Riki murmured against her neck, letting his warm breath tingle Chaewon's skin.

"Anyway, sorry for leaving you alone at the party yesterday. "I'm not going to walk you home," Heeseung said, embarrassed, but Chaewon frowned. What Heesueng was saying didn't add up... Was it that demon?

"Oops, maybe I'll erase the memory of seeing your friend and replace him with someone else." Chaewon heard Riki's mocking laugh and couldn't help but glare at him.

"Damn son of a..." Chaewon muttered under her breath.

"You said something," Heesueng asked, confused.

"No, nothing. I was saying the mosquitoes are a nuisance. I wish they'd go away." Chaewon practically shouted the last sentence she uttered, prompting a laugh from Riki and an even more confused look from Heesueng, who simply thought her friend had gotten up from the left side of the bed today.

Chaewon chatted a little longer with Heeseung until the boy had to leave, leaving another woman. You see her friend alone with the demon who would torment her until the last day of her life, unless he heard her long-awaited wish, or as he said, if she didn't make up her mind, he would do it for her. But... If she didn't even know what they wanted, much less could he find out.

But she did know one thing: that boy was too handsome, or at least his human appearance was. It was as if the devil were a handsome boy dressed in Prada.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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RED FLAG 🚩 | JAKE SIM

🚩 Pairing: Jake Sim (Problem Boy) x Kim Hyori/OC (Shy Girl)

🚩 Synopsis: Hyori just wanted to forget her past and get away from everything that hurt her. So when she arrives at a new school, she thinks this will be the fresh start that will put an end to all her misfortunes. Until she meets Jake and his awful way of treating others. He was a red flag from every angle, and everyone warned her, but something wasn't right for Hyori since Jake started showing up in her life...

🚩 Genre: Enemies to Lovers/Romance/Drama/Smut

🚩 Words: 2K

🚩 A/N: This is my first long story, so I hope you like it. <3

01. PROBLEM BOY

The sound of my shoes could be heard as I walked through the wide hallways of that high school, looking everywhere with my uneasy eyes. I noticed a few curious eyes staring at me, causing me to shrink in place, quickening my pace in an attempt to escape the attention they were giving me. But luckily, nothing would ever be the same again, and I was grateful for that; no one else could hurt me. I had to stop thinking so much nonsense or I'd become paranoid.

It was just a new school, and I couldn't let it get to me.

Putting those thoughts aside, I headed toward room 1A, where my new class was waiting for me. A knot formed in my stomach as I prepared to open the classroom door. My legs trembled, my breathing became more labored, and my heart pounded inside my chest. "Move it!" a male voice spoke behind me in an irritated tone.

I turned around to apologize, amazed by the boy's appearance. Big, striking eyes, longish brown hair, his skin looked so smooth and tanned, a defined nose, thin lips, and you could tell he wasn't too tall, but you could still tell he was several inches taller than me. He was perfect! This boy was my type, without a doubt.

"Are you deaf?!" he retorted in a very bad mood.

I reacted somewhat stunned by his tone by moving to the side.

That boy rolled his eyes in disgust and brushed past me, roughly bumping my shoulder, causing me to stagger back.

Forget him, he was a completely horrible person. I would never look at a scum like that.

Rubbing my sore shoulder, I entered the classroom after the unpleasant-looking boy did. When I opened the door, everyone stared at me, even the teacher, who gave me a disapproving look.

My face began to heat up, so I shifted my gaze around, colliding with the boy from earlier. His eyes were watching me with amusement, as if he were mocking my suffering. "That bastard!" I glared at him and turned away, making a grimace of disgust.

The teacher cleared her throat, then adjusted her glasses.

"This is your new classmate, Kim Hyori," the teacher announced in a bored tone. "You can sit wherever you want, Miss Kim."

Apparently, everyone around here was unpleasant and lacking in common sense.

I looked around the classroom, looking for a quiet place to sit, but there was nowhere; all the seats had already been taken. I looked at the teacher timidly, trying to make her understand my discomfort. She stopped what she was doing and copied my actions, scanning the entire room with disinterest.

"There's always an empty spot," the teacher murmured, scanning the entire room. "Good, sit in front of young Sim." The teacher looked at me for a second and then continued writing equations on the board.

And now who was this Sim?

I scanned the entire room again, taking slow, unhurried steps between the spaces between one row of tables and the next. When I reached the end of the room, I realized my spot was at the table across from the boy who'd treated me badly a little while ago.

There was no way I was going to sit there!

I intended to turn around and leave, but a sharp grab on my backpack stopped me in my tracks.

"Where do you think you're going?" He smirked, pulling my backpack a little tighter.

No one did anything; they just watched the scene. Not even the teacher seemed interested in scolding the boy.

I looked at the boy with contempt, earning an amused smile from him.

I didn't even know him, but I already felt like I hated him.

"What are you waiting for? Sit down!" he said calmly.

He dropped my backpack and patted the back of the chair, inviting me to sit.

Reluctantly, I obeyed his request and sat down, taking out of my backpack what I would use in class.

I tried to pay attention to what the teacher was explaining, but that look—that damn look—it's driving me crazy! What the hell did she want? She was just staring at me, starting to make me uncomfortable.

Already fed up with him, I turned back slightly, giving him a dirty look.

"Stop looking at me," he I muttered, wanting to punch him in his perfect face.

"Does it bother you?" He smiled amusedly, making my urge to hit him even stronger.

"No, I like it when you stare at me like a fucking psychopath." I smiled fakely at him and turned back to the front.

"Oh, sarcastic and with strong language, I like that," he mocked, trying to provoke me.

You could say that the rest of the class stared at the board, never missing a single detail of the lesson, but I'd be lying to myself. All I could think about was how to get rid of this guy who's been bothering me ever since he met me.

Doesn't he have anything better to do?

The bell rang, announcing the end of class, as everyone began to hurry out of the room as if staying inside for one more minute would steal an important piece of their lives. It was so pathetic. I don't understand them. If they don't like being in school anyway, why did they even go to school or smile so much? It was so hypocritical the way they all pretended to get along when behind their backs they talked badly about even their own friends. I don't understand my own generation. Am I from another planet? Why can't I just fit in like everyone else?

I woke up from my thoughts as soon as I felt my books fall to the floor, flinching at the sudden sound.

For a moment, I thought I'd dropped them out of clumsiness, but when I saw that annoying boy leave the room bursting into laughter, I instantly realized it was him.

I got up from the table to bend down and pick up each of the books that idiot had thrown to the floor. Seriously, I have no doubt now that this boy was anything but my cup of tea.

What a detestable person!

I grumbled between mumbles, uttering a few curses, until I saw a hand pick up my notebook from the floor. My eyes followed that girl, stunned by how pretty and slim she was. She had beautiful, almost jet-black hair and eyes as narrow as a cat's, not to mention how pale she was.

The girl smiled at me, handing me my notebook once we both got up from the floor.

"Don't pay attention to Jake, he's always like that with everyone. Don't let it get to you." The girl smiled at me kindly.

So that was the name of that unpleasant boy.

"How can you stand someone so unpleasant?!" I complained, filled with resentment.

"Relax, just do what I told you, don't pay attention to him and ignore him. He'll leave you alone eventually. He always does the same thing when someone new arrives," she explained, adjusting her bangs slightly.

"I guess I'll try." I smiled happily, adjusting my backpack behind my back.

"Right." The girl laughed embarrassedly. "I haven't introduced myself yet." She extended her hand, and I took it timidly. "I'm Yoo Jimin, nice to meet you. Your name's Hyori, right?"

I nodded shyly, feeling happy to be talking to someone on my first day of school.

"Yeah, nice to meet you, Jimin."

He was the first person who'd treated me well since I arrived this morning. Unlike that jerk Jake, who only made me angry the moment I met him. I guess the day hadn't been so bad after all.

•••

"Hyori!" Jimin called, approaching me with a big smile.

"Oh, hi," I smiled back, waving at her.

"Are we going to chemistry class together?" she asked when she was next to me.

"Sure," I nodded, giving her a closed-lipped smile.

Jimin took my hand and started leading me to the chemistry classroom. The walk with her was pretty peaceful, as she was very friendly and talkative. She told me a few things about school and invited me to hang out with her and her friend during breaks.

When we got to the chemistry classroom, I timidly entered, trying to hide behind Jimin because of the stares we were getting. I didn't like the attention.

The chemistry teacher simply told us to sit wherever we wanted, so naturally, we sat together. It was my second day here, and I didn't know anyone else yet, so for now, I'll stick close to my new friend. Although I'm still not sure we'll be friends.

Could I really trust her? What if she was like the people from my old school?

I need to stop thinking about that stuff and try to trust. She's not like that, Hyori. Don't crucify her before her time.

"Okay, guys. Now we'll do an experiment. So I'll pair up with two people," the professor explained, beginning to name each of my classmates.

My knee twitched impatiently; I was worried and impatient to know who I'd be paired with. What if that person didn't like me and I had to do the whole experiment alone?

"Jake Sim and..." The professor checked the list one more time and turned to me, smiling. "Miss Kim, I hope there's no problem with young Sim," he said, before continuing to name names at random.

My body froze as I tried to process the Information. Did Jake say that? Well, it was just for today, so there was no problem.

"I forgot to tell you that the pairs will sit together for the rest of the semester," the professor announced.

I wouldn't have cared if it was anyone else, but why did it have to be him? Of all the people in the world, he was the only one the professor thought to put working with me.

I watched as Jimin gave me a thumbs-up from his new spot in an attempt to cheer me up. I simply smiled and returned the gesture, assuring him that I was fine.

"I'm not okay, damn it! I don't want to sit with him!"

I glanced over at Jake's spot, who was staring at me with disinterest as he reluctantly got up from his spot. He started walking toward me, eventually sitting next to me, resting his head on the desk without even turning to look at me.

Was he bipolar?

Yesterday he was giving me his full attention, and now he was ignoring me. I don't understand at all. What a complex boy! Now I look like someone desperate for that idiot's attention.

I should be happy. At least he's got his mouth shut and he won't bother me anymore.

I hope so.

"A picture will last longer," Jake muttered, looking at me haughtily, still with his head in his arms.

I hadn't realized I was staring at him!

"Why would I keep a picture of someone as ugly as you?" I glared at him, turning my face to fully focus on what the teacher was explaining.

God, where did I get the strength to say something like that?

"Stupid," he snorted under his breath, getting my attention. I saw him mumble something else and bury his face in his arms, completely ignoring me.

After that, Jake didn't say anything else and finally left me alone, allowing me to pay full attention in class. But he didn't even deign to help me with the experiment. In the end, I had to do it alone, so it felt more like I was sitting alone than with him, who was sleeping carefree.

But it was better that way.

"Okay, students, remember to study this formula for next class," the teacher announced before leaving the classroom.

Without further ado, my classmates began to leave hurriedly. This had become routine, entering class and doing the same thing, over and over again until the day was over. It was so boring.

"Hyori," Jimin touched my shoulder, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah?" I stood up from my chair, looking at her with a closed-mouthed smile.

"I'll wait for you outside, hurry up," she said, giving me a sweet smile, then stepping away and leaving the classroom.

I began to gather my belongings into my backpack, then zip it up and place it behind my back.

At one point, I turned to my left and saw that this boy named Jake was fast asleep on his side of the table. He looked like an angel while he slept. Let's say he had some charm, but he was still too annoying to pay attention to someone like him. His hair was slightly obscuring his eyes, and his lips were pursed, making him look even more adorable. The boy shifted on the table and opened his eyes, a little sleepily, connecting his gaze with mine.

"Seriously, take a picture, it'll last longer." His voice sounded huskier than usual, triggering something in me I couldn't quite define.

Jake stretched in his seat and then stood up from his chair, looking at me one last time before putting his backpack on his shoulder. Before leaving, he smiled at me in that arrogant way that only he knew how to do.

Without further ado, he left the room, eliciting a frustrated sigh from me. This guy gave me a bad feeling, but most of all, he made me feel desperate and like exploding every time he said something. I hated him, and no one would change my mind.

The day had barely ended, and I already felt like I wouldn't make it to the end of the semester.

All day I wandered around, looking for classrooms and getting to know the school facilities better. It was too much for me, and to top it all off, Jake seemed to be everywhere; I ran into him at every turn. How odious!

Putting my thoughts aside, I walked to the basketball court. I was curious about that specific place; it was the only thing I was interested in knowing about any school. I peeked through the door, noticing the boys on the team practicing energetically. Watching that excited me, making me want to try it, but sports weren't my thing.

Somewhat shyly, I walked onto the court to the stands, where I sat in the second row, watching the boys practice. The only thing I could hear was the sound of the ball hitting the ground and the squeaking of the soles of their shoes as the boys moved around the court.

"Watch out!"

I heard someone shouting that at me, so I quickly looked ahead, noticing the ball coming at me at high speed. I moved away as quickly as I could, covering my face with my hands in an attempt to protect myself. My heart was pounding from how fast everything had happened.

Oh, I was almost hit by that ball. Any more and I'll be done.

I took my hands off my face and sighed, my body still shaking from the scare.

"I'm sorry! Could you give us the ball back?" one of the boys asked me with a pained look.

"It's okay, it was just an accident." I tried to smile, but the corners of my lips trembled slightly.

"God, that thing almost hit me in the face!"

I got up from my spot and walked over to where the ball had landed, taking it in my hands. I got down from the bleachers and walked over to the group of boys, noticing that Jake was among them.

"A little more and you'll be done." Jake made a shocked expression while feigning concern. "Too bad I missed." Jake pouted, looking at me with cynical eyes.

Did he mean to hurt me? He's a bastard!

The rest of the boys fell silent, lowering their gazes. I felt my eyes sting, and I couldn't hold back the rage I felt any longer. I wasn't going to stay silent anymore.

"Shut your mouth!" I yelled, gritting my teeth and throwing the ball hard at his chest.

Jake took it in his hands, looking at me with an amused expression.

"That's aggressive, babe. That makes you unattractive. Although... you're not exactly very pretty," he mocked, looking me up and down in disgust.

"Go to hell!" I muttered under my breath, turning to leave, but Jake roughly grabbed my wrist, holding me back.

"Be careful what you say," he whispered against my ear, tightening his grip on my wrist until it began to hurt. "If you talk to me like that again, I swear you'll regret it. Prepare yourself, Hyori, I'm going to make your life a living hell."

Without further ado, he roughly let go of me, making me stagger. I left that place, feeling his threat still lingering in my skin. I was scared, but I wasn't going to let that idiot intimidate me; I wouldn't let anyone do that again.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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†       ── DEAR DIARY...

Today, after so long, I was able to look him in the eyes and realized that that cursed look would become my downfall and make me fall into sin until my soul ended up being embraced by the flames of hell.

Welcome to my little corner!!!

In this profile you will find obscene content and unmoderated language regarding the members of ENHYPEN.

⚠ Clarifications ⚠

...    ▫️With this kind of content, I am not looking to damage the group's image. It is simply fiction and a form of entertainment. So if you plan on taking it too seriously, please do not read it and leave my profile to avoid misunderstandings.

...    ▫️You will mostly find reactions and smut one-shots.

...    ▫️Enha x Female reader and Enha x oc.

...    ▫️I accept requests for both reactions and one shots.

❿Flashlight        ❪ My content𝗓𝖹𝐳 ••• ❫

ㅤㅤㅤ繫𝟫𝟧 °ㅤㅤㅤ²⁴oc＿ㅤㅤONE SHOTS:

| ─ Jake Sim Single dad! x Female reader Sassy girl!

| ─ Nishimura Riki Roommate! x Female reader Roommate! Part 1 Part 2

| ─ Lee Heeseung Gamer boyfriend! x Female reader Frustrated girlfriend!

| ─ Park Sunghoon Sex demon! x Female reader Zealous girl!

| ─ Jake Sim Studious Boy! x Female Reader Girl in Need of Tutoring!

| ─ Jay Park Gamer Boy! x Female Reader Emo Girl!

| ─ Kim Sunoo Inexperienced Boyfriend! x Female Reader Inexperienced Girlfriend!

| ─ Park Sunghoon Perverted boyfriend! x female reader Cute girlfriend who's willing to try new things!

ㅤㅤㅤ繫𝟫𝟧 °ㅤㅤㅤ²⁴oc＿ㅤㅤREACTIONS:

| ─ You're going with a friend without telling them Enhypen x Female Reader!

| ─ Making fun of them in public Enhypen x Female Reader!

| ─ According to your zodiac sign: Which enhypen duo would you be with? Enhypen x Female Reader!

ㅤㅤㅤ繫𝟫𝟧 °ㅤㅤㅤ²⁴oc＿ㅤㅤFANFICTIONS:

| ─ Red Flag Jake Sim x female OC! Part 1

| ─ The Devil's Obsession Nishimura Riki x female OC! Part 1

• • •

Just the two of us

Deepening the Moon's Spell

Oh, you sweep me off my feet

Crazy for you, for you, baby

Moonstruck - ENHYPEN

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INCUBUS | PARK SUNGHOON

🔗Pairing: Sunghoon, Sex Demon! x Female Reader, Stalked Girl!

🔗Genre: Smut.

🔗Warnings: Oral sex, vulgar language, incubus, sex against the wall, mention of witchcraft.

🔗Words: 1K.

🔗Description: The reader decides to move out on her own, but strange things start happening in that small apartment that seemed so peaceful to her.

After a long time, you'd made the decision to live alone. What did it matter? You thought, you were an adult now and should make your own decisions.

You found a small but cozy apartment in a quiet area of ​​Seoul. You were surprised by how no one had bought it in years, yet it still maintained its picturesque state, with both its interior and exterior in perfect condition. So you asked yourself, why not buy it?

That's how you ended up in that apartment, unpacking your belongings and decorating it to your liking.

Everything was perfect; you were happy in your new place and loved how cozy it was; it almost felt like home. Or that was until the nightly dreams began. They weren't nightmares, they weren't dreams; it was as if you were trapped between your conscious and subconscious.

You thought it would be a one-night stand, and the tiredness would leave your body as you tried to sleep better. But a month had passed, and you still felt as if something or someone was draining your life energy.

The dream was clear. Every night, a boy with an athletic build and a chilling smile, his face blurred, buried himself between your sheets. It always started the same way: he touched your body, your breasts, left marks on your neck, and touched your vagina with desire, shoving his hand inside your panties to caress you until you came. You'd think it was just a dream if it weren't for the marks on your body and the fact that your panties had been stained with your fluids the next day.

You'd reached the point where you felt you needed to discover the cause of those dreams and your tiredness. So you investigated, discovering that it might be an incubus. They fed on the sexual energy of their victims until they consumed and killed them.

Upon reading that, you couldn't help but feel afraid that your life would be affected by a creature like that. So you took the initiative to contact him. It would soon be Halloween, so the spiritual energy was much more powerful.

In the middle of the night, with the lights off, you took five candles, forming them into a star with you in the middle. You whispered a few words in Latin, trying to cast a spell that would catch the incubus's attention. Perhaps a few minutes or two passed before the candles went out, your only source of light being the city's spotlights. You turned around, seeing a shadow begin to take the form of a person until it became a handsome boy who stared at you intensely, arms crossed. You should have been scared, but you only felt intimidated by his black irises that scanned you intensely. You had seen him in dreams, but never his face, and he was much more handsome than you imagined.

"What do you want?" he said reluctantly, crossing his arms. His tone was cold and husky, causing you an inexplicable feeling.

"Mm... Well, I... The thing is..." You stammered, unable to say a word in the face of the boy's intimidating yet seductive appearance.

"Wow, you're so interesting when you're awake," you heard him say in a sarcastic tone. "You don't even know you're stupid." You looked at him in surprise when he smiled slyly. He was making fun of you, and you knew it.

"What did you say?" you asked, very offended by his words. "For your information, I'm not stupid. I just want you to leave here and let me sleep in peace," you told him, feeling brave in front of him.

"What are you saying? You're the odd one out here." You saw him roll his eyes and approach you. "I'm sorry, honey, but your sexual energy is too attractive for me. Why not come and drain you until you die?" His piercing gaze and arrogant smile only showed that he was amused by this situation.

You stood up, exhilarated by his confession, leaving the circle of candles.

"You." You paused and approached him. "How can you say something like that so calmly, you're killing me, idiot," you yelled at him somewhat angrily.

He stood in front of you, pointing out the large height difference between you.

"Mmm... Maybe." You saw him smile and move the hair that fell on your neck to one side. "But maybe you already noticed, but I'm an incubus and no one is going to break our bond darling, now you bear my mark." His hand grazed your neck until it reached the beginning of your breasts."I like your tits, although I think they are better without being covered." He took the straps of your blouse and pulled it down until your breasts were exposed to him, since you weren't wearing a bra. He squeezed your nipples, drawing a surprised moan from you. "Very good baby, moan, that's like music to my ears. Now that we're" "Face to face, how about we have some fun?" His words were laced with sensuality and flirtation. You wanted to complain about what he'd said, but he got there first, pulling you into his body and kissing you intensely. Maybe you were crazy, but you felt like he was much better than in your dreams.

He pinned you against the wall, making you feel his erection against your stomach, getting you aroused by the knowledge of his desire for you. He finished removing your tank top along with your shorts and panties. Then he stepped back for a moment and removed his own clothes.

He began to trail kisses from your neck to your stomach, stopping when he reached your crotch. He placed a few kisses on the sides of your inner thighs, making you shudder until his skillful tongue found your clitoris, drawing circles on it, causing slight spasms that made you arch your back. He grabbed your left leg, gaining more access to your intimacy, managing to find your entrance with his tongue. With his free hand, he circled your clitoris while penetrating your hole with his tongue, drawing intense moans from between your lips, which were parted with pleasure. You grabbed the back of his neck, pushing him closer against you, wanting to take him all the way, moving your hips, grinding against him in search of your release. You watched him pull away from you with an amused smile as he licked his lips, glistening with your fluids.

"Hey, beautiful." He rose to your height, lowering your leg and kissing your lips, making you taste your own fluids mixed with his hot saliva. "Even an incubus like me needs to breathe. I know you want me to make you cum, but let me do it at my own pace."

You blushed, embarrassed, making him laugh. He took your leg again, wrapping it around his waist, then did the same with the other, pinning you against the wall. He took his large length in his other hand, beginning to stroke himself, becoming more erect than before as precum flowed from his hole, making you gasp. He ran his tip along your slit, drawing soft moans from you, your fluids mixing with his, bathing his penis in them, thus easily entering you.

He began to thrust into you quickly, gripping your ass tightly, making his thrusts deeper. You leaned against the wall, pressing your hands against his shoulders, digging your nails into them a little. He pounded so deliciously against you, turning you into a messy sea of ​​moans. You admitted this; it felt better than in your dreams; you felt like you would cum at any moment. Until it did, you climaxed, clenching around him, releasing yourself in his cock as you let out a loud moan. You watched him silence your moans in an intense kiss, and his thrusts became haphazard until he came inside you, staining your walls with his white semen. You didn't care if he was an incubus, draining you completely with someone who fucked as well as he did; you didn't care if you died at his hands.

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