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Sin never tasted so...

Chapter 11 - Better than Shakespeare (Finale)

A TXT Yeonjun Fanfiction from Mrs. Choi-Park

CEO/non-idol/dom/bully!Yeonjun! / Confident/sub/named/fem!Reader!

Previous Chapter:

[...] It wasn't my decision, it was that of a person who I never thought would make my life worth living so much. And I was more than ready to make a decision that had the same significance and made his life worth living so that he felt the way I felt right now.

Warnings are not needed I think😆

Please remember that I fully respect the privacy of all K-Pop Idols and that this is just a fantasy. It's not my intention to harm anyone! (I've been a MOA since March 2023)

“Okay, see you there, honey.” Yeonjun said, before I pressed the ‘call end’ symbol.

It was Tuesday now…three days since Yeonjun made his decision to leave his parents and their company. Even though I had told him again and again that his parents would definitely pull themselves together and get in touch with him, I didn't seem to be right.

On Sunday we both made the decision to tell my parents everything before it might be too late. They deserved to know the truth, even if no one could predict their reaction.

I had simply told my parents that I wanted to introduce them to a boy. No more and no less. They sounded happily surprised on their cell phones and they were looking forward to the dinner, which was about to happen. Since Yuna knew about me and Yeonjun, I begged her to busy my mind beforehand. So we went shopping in town before it turned 5 o'clock and I had to say goodbye to my bestie. Yeonjun would drive himself to my parents while I took the bus. It would have been a detour for him to get to the city first, even if he offered to pick me up.

Anyway, I was now sitting in the bus and it was just before the stop where I had to get off. Yeonjun would come later than me, which was a good thing. The quarter hour gave me the opportunity to raise some awareness within my parents.

I stared absentmindedly at the road rushing beneath the bus.

To be honest, I was so excited that I felt like I was going to take off at any moment. On the other hand, telling my parents the truth was the right decision. Even though I didn't think they would disown me like Yeonjun's parents did... I didn't want to risk it either.

I trusted my parents...that they would understand...I hoped.

The announcement of the stop at which I had to get off echoed through the almost empty bus, so I dug my nails deeper into my bag.

The tiredness from this morning was gone. I couldn't get any rest tonight and the three lectures didn't really help either...but as time progressed...my heart beat faster and faster against my chest. The bus stopped and I got up to get off, although I briefly thought about just staying seated.

Today was a surprisingly beautiful day. My birthday was approaching and I fervently hoped to be able to celebrate it with my parents.

I had to walk for about five minutes to get to my parents' house, unfortunately today it felt like an hour. It was probably because I was walking so slowly.

My heart was beating faster and faster, my stomach was twisting and my intestines didn't seem to leave me in peace either.

A little desperate, I looked at my cell phone, which showed me the time was 5:37 p.m. I had told my parents I would be there at half past five...so I was already a little late. I could imagine 50,000 other scenarios that I would prefer right now. What was I even supposed to say?!

...actually I had been racking my brain about it all day today...on two occasions I even had some pretty good ideas...but unfortunately I had forgotten them again.

I finally stopped in front of my parents' house.

My gaze wandered over the suburban home where I grew up. I used to call it home...but right now it felt like a house of horrors that I didn't want to go into.

Come on Sumi! You've waited long enough. They are your parents, they deserve the truth!

I hesitantly walked along the entrance until I finally stopped in front of the front door and hesitantly put my finger on the doorbell and finally pressed it after five seconds.

My mother literally seemed to have been waiting behind the door as quickly as she opened it.

"Ah, there you are!” She greeted me and pulled me straight into a hug.

"How are you? Everything good?" She continued to ask as she let go of me and invited me inside.

I looked at her for a moment.

"I am fine." I lied and my mother smiled widely before looking over my shoulder.

"Where did you leave your boyfriend?” She asked and I gulped as I kicked off my sneakers.

"He...he's coming soon.” I muttered as I got rid of my shoes and crawled into the slippers that were waiting for me.

Meanwhile, my mother closed the door behind me.

"I guess the gentleman is shy, huh?" I heard my father's voice, which made me look up. He was standing in the hallway and smiled warmly at me.

I took a breath...

"Seems so." I muttered.

My father laughed briefly before turning around and disappearing into the living room, where my mother followed him.

"I made delicious food!" My mother announced and I trotted into the living room after my parents.

My father was already sitting at the dining table and had opened the newspapers that he had probably read.

My mother stood behind the kitchen island and poured some water into a glass.

Oh man...they seemed really happy...and there was nothing wrong with that...but I felt like I was under electricity.

"Here. When is your darling coming?” My mother asked, handing me the glass. I wrinkled my nose and took the glass from her.

"I don't use that pet name for him." I said and my father started to laugh, which drew my mother and my attention to him.

"What do you call him?" He asked and I took a sip first. Oh man, how do I start this off gently before Yeonjun rings here in no less than ten minutes?!

"He usually calls me Honey or... little one and I...I don't know...", something popped up in my mind, that seemed like a good start, "I call him Junnie."

"Junnie? Is that a nickname?" my father asked, he still had a big smile on his lips.

"How long have you been together?" My mother asked before I took another sip, hoping it would calm me down.

"Two months." I mumbled and mom's eyes widened.

"Really?"

"Hm..."

Then there was silence in which I could swear I could hear my heartbeat.

"I can't wait to meet him." My father said and took off his glasses. I just nodded.

"He...may not be what...you imagine." I said sheepishly, even though I could barely hear myself.

"Oh, sweetie, don't be so afraid, as long as he's nice to you, we'll like him." My mother said and went to my father.

If only she didn't regret that statement.

She sat down next to my father who nodded.

"We'll be nice, you know us." he said.

Yes...I knew them...and I knew who they hated...

"Sit down first, when is your boyfriend coming?" Dad asked, pointing to a chair at the front of the table.

I took another breath before slowly starting to move.

It was a miracle that I wasn't shaking with excitement.

"Maybe in ten minutes." I said as I sat down.

"Then it's good." My father said and put his glasses back on to continue reading his magazine. Meanwhile, I turned my glass around in my hands.

Damn, Yeonjun was coming soon and I hadn't prepared my parents for what was about to happen.

"If he's nice to me...can you get along with anyone?” I asked cautiously as I lifted my gaze and looked my mother in the eyes again.

"Of course sweetie, why are you so scared?"

My mother just knew me too well. She could smell my emotional state from ten meters away, against the wind.

"Because he...he really won't be what you expect.” I said cautiously, which made my father look up from his magazine.

He raised an eyebrow: "Hopefully he's not older than me..."

I started to laugh briefly before looking back at my glass, "No...he's only four years older than me."

"Oh so much older? I thought it was someone from your university." My mother said and I looked up again.

"No...he...we know each other from somewhere else.” I said and my parents exchanged a look.

"But four years is nothing...I mean your mother and I are six years apart.” My father pointed out and I began to nod again.

I jumped when the doorbell rang.

Shit! Yeonjun not yet!

"Oh that must be him!" My mother said and jumped up from her chair. Like her, I jumped up, which attracted everyone's attention.

"I'm opening the door! Please wait here!" I almost demanded. My parents raised their eyebrows.

"Yeah...okay, we'll stay here." My father tried to calm me down. However, my brain was numb.

This wasn't the perfect time Yeonjun! If only I had walked a little faster earlier.

Without saying anything, I turned around and practically ran out of the living room. I quickly rushed to the door, glanced over my shoulder to make sure my parents weren't looking and opened the door once I was sure.

"Oh...hey." Yeonjun greeted me, seeming relieved to see me behind the door.

"Lucky you're already here, I thought I was too early.” He said, but I didn't say anything in response, just pushed him back a little and also stepped out of the door, only to pull it slightly behind me so that my parents wouldn't recognize his voice immediately.

"Everything OK?"

"You're way too early! I haven't had any time to prepare them yet!” I said frantically, but so quietly that only Yeonjun would understand me.

His big surprised eyes quickly softened as he began to smile.

"I thought you said you weren't excited." He said and put a hand on my waist. He pulled me a little closer to him and I couldn't help the pent-up feeling from running out of my lungs.

He was right, but I only said that to calm him down. He was so restless on Sunday that I had to calm him down somehow. So I just said that. And it wasn't a lie on Sunday I really wasn't afraid, but things looked completely different now.

"I'm excited as shit..." I admitted as I placed my hands against his chest. His light blue denim jacket served as support.

"Little one, we'll manage it." Yeonjun murmured before I felt his forehead fall against mine. I closed my eyes shortly afterwards.

"Remember? As long as we stay together, we'll get through it all..." He whispered and, as if by magic, my heart calmed down a little. Yeonjun was right! No matter what happened...we would stick together.

"You look amazing by the way!" Yeonjun said after leaning back. This statement brought a smile to my lips. When I looked up at him I was greeted by a warm smile that told me everything was going to be okay.

"You too." I murmured, which only made his smile grow wider.

I really loved when he styled his fluffy hair in a pony, it made his features so much kinder and sweeter.

"We're going in here together and out together, no matter what happens.” He said and I couldn't help but pull myself up on tiptoes and give him a quick kiss on the lips.

"I love you!" I whispered after I was fully back on my feet.

Yeonjun had to laugh for a moment: "Hmm...good for you!"

His statement was followed by a slap on my butt. I rolled my eyes before taking his hand in mine and taking another breath.

I could do it all with him. It was almost scary how quickly Yeonjun calmed my excitement. Of course my stomach was still churning, but I seemed to be calmer in everything.

Finally I turned around and pulled him with me.

With him on my hand, I felt prepared for whatever might come. So I opened the door without thinking about it and led Yeonjun into the house where I would never have ever expected him to be.

Yeonjun quickly took off his shoes and put on the slightly larger slippers, before we exchanged a quick look. Yeonjun pressed his lips together and nodded once, which told me it was now or never.

A little hesitantly, I turned around and led the way.

However, I positioned myself in the entrance to the living room so that Yeonjun wouldn't be visible behind me.

"You have to promise me not to freak out." I said to my parents who were sitting expectantly at the dinner table.

My father laughed: "Bring him in already!"

I took a deep breath as I looked intently at my parents. I slowly entered the room so Yeonjun could enter too. He was following me, from what I could make out by the footsteps behind me. My eyes never left my parents for a second, not even when both of their jaws dropped.

I held my breath as I saw Yeonjun bowing next to me.

"Hello...nice to see you again.” Yeonjun greeted my parents respectfully before standing upright again.

No one in the room said anything after that. I didn't even think I could hear or see my parents breathing. Only the ticking clock brought an impatient sound into the silence.

My mother was the first to close her mouth and look at me. Her face was hard to read, but I didn't have time to as my father pushed his chair back and slowly got up.

I could read his look exactly. He was angry...every muscle in his face told me that. My heart began to beat faster again.

"Dad...please don't be angry...I told you he's not what you expected." I tried to reassure my father as he rounded the table. His gaze was fixed on Yeonjun, who audibly gasped as my father approached.

Instinctively, I took a step forward and stopped my father by placing my hands on his chest. He would never harm me, but I wasn't so sure about Yeonjun...the way my father looked at him.

"Dad please. Listen to us first.” I tried to calm him down and his eyes actually found mine.

"Mike...Sumi is right, let's eat first." I heard my mother's voice. Hearing her statement gave me some strength to hold my father's gaze longer.

"Choi Yeonjun?!" my father hissed. But before I could reply, I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Sir, I have no intention of insulting you. I'm not like my parents, I don't mean to harm you. All I want is a nice dinner to explain all this." I heard Yeonjun say, which gave me even more strength.

My father looked intently at Yeonjun behind me. But to my relief, every fiber of his being no longer seemed to want Yeonjun dead.

"Dinner with you?!" my father asked and suddenly I saw my mother next to him.

"Mike, sit down. Don't do anything stupid.” She said and my father seemed to calm down a little more, which calmed the racing of my heart too.

My father's gaze shifted to my mother, who pulled him back and smiled warmly at him.

When my father actually went back to his chair a little later, Yeonjun and I let out our breaths at the same time.

"Sit down, I will serve the food.” My mother said, looking back and forth between me and Yeonjun.

Unlike my father she seemed calmer and genuinely friendly. After she turned around into the kitchen, I exchanged a look with Yeonjun and raised my eyebrows briefly and shrugged.

Then I waled over and sat on the chair opposite my father, who looked at me skeptically. His eyebrows were so drawn together that you'd think he had a monobrow. Yeonjun sat down next to me shortly afterwards and my father's gaze wandered over to him, his face actually turned even darker like a cartoon character.

There was a more than awkward silence as my father leaned back and folded his hands over his ever-growing beer belly. He twiddled his thumbs more than obviously as he eyed Yeonjun. I could clearly feel his tension.

"What would you like to drink?" My mother asked, coming back to us and putting a glass in front of everyone.

She broke the awkward silence with a genuine smile on her lips.

"Beer…” My father grumbled at first and my eyes followed back to him. His gaze was still fixed on Yeonjun, as if he was silently asking him to say something next.

I started grinding my teeth. My excitement hadn't subsided in the slightest.

"I would like-"

"He's having a beer too!" My father interrupted Yeonjun. My tension grew.

“What do you want, my darling?” My mother asked and I slowly looked away from my father. Normally I would help my mother to get everything on the table, but I didn't dare leaving my father alone with Yeonjun.

"Please...something with alcohol too." I asked her and I also felt the other eyes on me.

Mom just nodded a little skeptical and turned around again.

I also turned back to my father, whose face seemed a little more relaxed.

Luckily my mother came back quickly and put the two bottles of beer on the table. She passed me a cocktail that she had probably already prepared. She had the same one.

My father grabbed his bottle pretty quickly and poured some into his beer glass, which Yeonjun did the same.

My father didn't hesitate for long and raised his glass to his lips. I was afraid he would drink it in one go as long as he sucked on the glass.

When he finally lowered it and half the glass was in his stomach, he cleared his throat.

"Two months, huh?” He began and I clutched my glass like a madwoman.

"We should have told you earlier...but it was...complicated.” Yeonjun took over the speaking, which took a huge burden off my shoulders.

"No no...you should wait two months anyway.", Dad said and then looked at me, "You should know whether it's something serious, right?"

I swallowed.

"So I think it's wonderful." My mother announced and caught everyone's attention.

Oh really?!

My mother looked around and her gaze landed on Yeonjun.

''Maybe we can finally settle the dispute like that.'' she continued and then looked at me. Her smile grew, if at all possible, even wider. All I heard from my father was an unconventional 'hm'.

''I'm not really sure about that.'’ Yeonjun said. His voice sounded defeated, which drew my eyes back to him.

Yeonjun fumbled his glass between his hands and stared briefly into the beer inside.

''My parents found out about this the wrong way…’’, Yeonjun looked up at my mother again and gave her a small smile, ''We had quite a fight.''

My mother's smile was gone when I looked back at her.

''What kind of argument?'' my father asked in between, attracting everyone's attention again.

''My father was very angry when he found out about me and Sumi.''

''Something completely new.'' my father grumbled.

''He kicked me out.'' Yeonjun said quickly before finally raising his glass and taking a sip.

My father's eyes widened and his gaze flickered to me: ''Kicked you out?''

I should finally say something.

''Do you see Dad? Yeonjun is not like what you think.''

''I decided against my family because my father wouldn't allow it.’’ Yeonjun said after lowering the glass again, which drew my father's gaze back to him. He studied Yeonjun for a while before leaning back in his chair.

You could literally hear the cogs working in his head.

''If that's not a token of love.'' my mother said quietly and I had to start smiling, but my eyes went to my lap. She was right, it really was.

''Really unbelievable, who would throw their own child out the door?'' My father asked and I looked up again.

''Oh, I have my own apartment, don't worry. I just have to look for my career somewhere else now." Yeonjun admitted and I looked at him again. We exchanged a quick look in which I tried to smile reassuringly at him before I also raised my glass to my lips.

''I...maybe I can help you there.'' my father said and Yeonjun's eyes widened.

''Excuse me?'' he asked my father as my eyes also went to my father.

''Two birds with one stone. I help my daughter's boyfriend to his feet and thus wipe out my competitor. Old Choi probably won't be happy to hear that his son is working for us.''

There was a moment of silence. Did my father just offer Yeonjun a job?! Was I dreaming?

''Of course only if you accept the offer.'' my father said and raised his eyebrows. I looked at Yeonjun, who was obviously completely perplexed...just like me.

''Wha-what kind of job?'' he asked and my father laughed.

''Well all the major management positions have been filled, but we still need readers. I'm sure you recognize good books when you read them, am I right?", My father said, raising his hand as he said, ''Starting salary 3.700.500 won per month without deductions.''

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Yeonjun's jaw drop.

I stared at my father like a dumb bird as well.

''OK 3.800.500 won, I can't get you more than that. Probably still a lot less than you earned from your parents.''

''Oh no, no! I-wow that's a really...thank you.'' Yeonjun stuttered.

My father started to smile as he looked at me.

''You don't have to be afraid that I'll kick you out because of this, mouse, hopefully you know that. As long as you're happy, I'm happy too," he said, leaning forward a little.

I nodded immediately, only then could I start to smile.

''Good!'' my father said a little louder and raised his glass, ''Then on a successful future!''

The rest of the evening was surprisingly friendly and open-minded. My parents, especially my father, seemed to accept Yeonjun more and more every minute and I was honestly happy that my parents took it so well. I have to admit once I got here, there was really a part of me that was afraid my parents would react the same way Yeonjun's did.

But with my parents like this I could look calmly into the future and the same goes for Yeonjun, who introduced my parents to Hueningkai and his Manhwa on the first day in the company. Hueningkai had already canceled the contract with the Choi's one day after the argument between Yeonjun and his parents. He said he wanted to publish it together with Yeonjun and not otherwise. So Yeonjun brought a great success to our company, which only made my father like him even more.

Every day felt like a fairytale after that drama with Yeonjun's parents. And even though I thought my life felt like Romeo and Juliet at one point...it was ultimately much better than Shakespeare's drama.

Two months later

It was Sunday and I was sitting at the breakfast table with Yeonjun in his apartment. As almost always, I had only woken up ten minutes ago and Yeonjun had already prepared breakfast. He was typing away on his phone as I drank my orange juice.

''Huening just can't stop thanking me.’’ Yeonjun finally broke the silence and I laughed when he looked at me.

''We should actually thank him.'' I retorted as I lowered my glass again.

Yeonjun nodded with a smile and looked back at the screen after it vibrated again.

''We can invite him to dinner sometime.'' I suggested and looked at Yeonjun again. He stared frozen at his display.

''Are you okay?'' I asked and Yeonjun looked at me without moving a muscle in his face. I raised an eyebrow, when he turned his phone towards me my eyes widened too.

The chat he showed me was between his mother and him.

I recognized a message, the first in two months:

Yeonjun, your father would never admit it, but he misses you and he's sorry. I finally convinced him to talk to you again. I'm also so sorry that I didn't get in touch sooner, but I was honestly embarrassed to write to you, after what your father did. We would both be happy to invite you to dinner on your next day off, preferably with Jung Sumi.

Love Mom.

The Story ends here. Thanks to all the readers. I hope to see you all soon☺️🙏🫰

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Sin never tasted so...

Chapter 10 - Like Romeo and Juliet

A TXT Yeonjun Fanfiction from Mrs. Choi-Park

CEO/non-idol/dom/bully!Yeonjun! / Confident/sub/named/fem!Reader!

Previous Chapter:

[...] I only saw stars around me. Flickering lights alternated these and a tingling sensation throughout my whole body.

Shit! Orgasms with Yeonjun were in a different league.

Warnings under the cut

Warnings: I don't think in this chapter are no warnings needed 😆

Please remember that I fully respect the privacy of all K-Pop Idols and that this is just a fantasy. It's not my intention to harm anyone! (I've been a MOA since March 2023)

I slowly opened my eyes, which were still clogged with the sand from sleep. A savory scent crept around my nose and I thought I smelled fresh oranges. I sleepily rubbed the sand out of my eyes and stretched extensively.

It was Saturday and like every Saturday for almost two months now, I woke up in Yeonjun's big cozy waterbed. It just happened that way. We hardly ever saw each other from Monday to Friday so I was excited to spend every weekend with Yeonjun.

Something has definitely changed between me and him since Taehyun's party. Unfortunately neither of us have been able to fully put it into words. Neither of us had discussed our relationship status yet. Well we didn't push ourselves to do so. But the feeling inside me grows to know how he really feels.

The best thing that could be said right now was...that it just felt right to spend the weekends together and the occasional dinner in the work week, if the calendar allows it. Since the last weeks I've increasingly had the feeling that Yeonjun wanted more than just sex or a few nice dinners. The extensive cuddling, the caring when I was on my period, us joking around and the compliments that weren't in the least sexual nature.

I felt increasingly comfortable and relaxed with him and he seemed to feel more relaxed with me too. Our inhibitions were shrinking every day. Even though neither of us admitted it, it already felt like we were in a real relationship. The super good sex was just a nice extra.

I stared at the ceiling in the dimly lit bedroom, lost in thoughts.

It sounded and smelled like Yeonjun was making breakfast. So maybe I should get up and help him a little.

I slowly sat up and swung my legs out of bed. I stretched my whole body again before I got up, opened the curtains and then went to the door. The first thing I saw was Yeonjun with his back turned to me. He seemed to be setting the table. So I shuffled over to him, still half asleep. Before I could snuggle up to him from behind, he turned around and visibly jumped when I suddenly stood in front of him.

I smiled sleepily up at him: ''Good morning, chef cook.''

Yeonjun snorted briefly in amusement before giving me a kiss on the forehead, over which my bangs were certainly more than tangled.

''Good morning, sleeping Beauty.'', He mumbled before putting a hand on my shoulder, ''Sit down, I'll be ready soon.''

''Really? I thought I could help you.'' I asked as Yeonjun walked past me. Heading towards the kitchen again, he called to me: ''No, I just have to get two cups. You know that I have to leave later.''

Oh yeah...I almost forgot about that. Oh man, I hated that Yeonjun still worked on Saturdays sometimes.

He actually stayed at home on Saturdays, but he made an exception for his friends.

He wanted to meet with Hueningkai and discuss the remaining things for his manhwa with him. I was also allowed to read it and to be honest I would have liked to have published it...but unfortunately Hueningkai had chosen Yeonjun. I pulled out a chair and sat down.

''It's only for a maximum of two hours, little one. I'll be back sooner than you think." I heard Yeonjun say, coming back to the table.

''I told you it is okay." I tried to convince Yeonjun as he sat down next to me.

''I would like to take you with me...but you know...'' he tried to explain as he put the two cups down.

''Junny, we just had this conversation yesterday and I was hoping you'd understand that it is okay.'' I said as I took my teapot and poured myself a drink. He had been wearing the nickname for about three weeks now when it accidentally slipped out of me and Yeonjun thought it was cute. So I had it saved on my phone too.

''I know.''

''I'm starting to get the feeling you don't think it's okay.'' I joked, pulling Yeonjun's cup towards me so I could pour in some tea for him, while he grabbed himself some kimchi.

''I'm afraid you're right.'' he mumbled, I lowered the pot and laughed.

''Aww poor guy.'' I pitied him playfully and Yeonjun started to pout.

We've only had that kind of conversation lately. It was nice to not think about what I was saying. Yeonjun seemed to feel the same way.

''And you're sure you'll still be here when I come back?'' he asked.

''Of course, where should I go? Back to university? No! I'll use the two hours to browse around in my notes and then you'll be back." I said and we looked at each other for a moment before Yeonjun started to smile and nod.

''Yes. I'll hurry.''

I had to smile too. This was exactly what I had been looking for all this time. I felt so comfortable around Yeonjun, so comfortable that I hoped it would never end.

Yeonjun POV

Yes, Sumi was right, I didn't think it was great that I had to leave her on our weekend together. But unfortunately I had to, otherwise not only Hueningkai would take my head off, but also my father, who saw a lot of potential in Kai's manhwa.

It was Saturday so there was no one in the company, so I was even more surprised that the front door was open when I wanted to unlock it.

Surprised, I opened the heavy front door and entered. I immediately saw my father behind the front desk. He seemed to be reading through Hueningkai's file, which was actually left there for me.

What was he doing here?

''Dad?'' I asked and my father looked up.

''Ah, there you are! What took you so long?'' he greeted me and I went to him.

''I'm on time...Kai isn't even here yet. What are you doing here, aren't you free today?" I asked the counter question when my father handed me Hueningkai's file.

''I told you how interested I am in this manhwa.'' He simply said and my eyebrows raised of their own accord.

''So...''

''I'll attend the meeting!'' my father said and smiled at me.

Great...then it would take a lot longer than two hours.

''You've got a talented buddy there!" My father said and patted me on the shoulder as he walked past me and my eyes fell on Hueningkai's file in my hand.

''Great!'' I muttered to myself. I knew that my father was stubborn and certainly couldn't be dissuaded from his thoughts.

''Don't you want to prepare the meeting room?!'' my father asked and I turned to him. He was already standing in a meeting room doorway.

We had five of them here on the first floor. I looked at the entrance, where Kai still hadn't come through. I was hoping to get the appointment over with as quickly as possible, because I could always text Kai or call him if I forgot something.

I slowly shuffled towards my father: ''Dad, please remember that today is my day off! I don't want to drag this out.''

My father raised his eyebrows: ''Why? Are you planning to do something else?''

Yes...I have someone waiting at home. I would rather be with her now than be here at all.

''Well...no-''

''Then we'll take the time! You have enough holidays." my father said before he went into the room. I had to pull myself together not to groan in annoyance.

Luckily for me, it didn't take ten minutes before Kai arrived and we started the meeting straight away.

Even though my father let me lead the meeting, he still kept throwing in questions and objections that made the whole thing a lot longer. On the six or seventh throw-in, I couldn't help but sigh a little louder and look at the clock.

3:30 p.m....oh man, we've been sitting for a little over an hour. It seemed like it would be at least another hour before I could go. At least that's what my bullet points on the piece of paper that was in front of me told me.

I hadn't even gotten around to texting Sumi that it would take longer.

God, there's nowhere I'd rather be than with her right now.

All I wanted to do all week was be with her and I couldn't...now I was stuck at work again and my dad just wouldn't stop dragging things out.

The tendency to digress proved it pretty well today too. When I paid attention to the conversation again, my father suddenly spoke about my mother. Unfortunately, Hueningkai repeatedly confirmed him with counter questions.

''Married for almost 30 years, impressive. I think everyone wants that, right Yeonjun-hyung?" Kai suddenly asked me and I looked at him briefly before I realized he wanted an answer.

''No, our Yeonjun doesn't like to commit to anything for a longer time.'' my father interjected before I could even answer.

''Oh, I think of your son differently.'' Hueningkai said and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. I hadn't gotten around to telling him that the Sumi thing had absolutely nothing to do with my father.

''No!'', I interjected and drew both of their looks at me, ''My father is right!''

Hueningkai looked at me intently.

''The only girl you ever introduced to us was...well, difficult.''

Yes, I don't have to introduce everyone to you and Mom!

I refrained from making this statement.

''When was that?'' Kai asked and I rolled my eyes.

''Wouldn't we rather get on with the meeting?''

''Don't be like that Yeonjun! Let's not dump our talented client." my father said, leaning back in his chair.

''The last and only girl he introduced to us was when Yeonjun was still in the 10th grade.'' my father said to Hueningkai and I started twiddling my thumbs around each other.

''Oh yeah? Why didn't you introduce them to Sumi?'' Hueningkai asked and I flinched. If I had water in my mouth, I would have just spit it out.

Shit! That's exactly what wasn't supposed to happen.

''Sumi? Is there anyone new?'' my father asked. My eyes flew towards him as my heart began to beat faster. He still seemed visibly relaxed. He didn't seem to be thinking about Sumi, who was the daughter of the hated competitors.

Good! I was still able to get out of there!

''Um...well. I wouldn't say we're together."

''Of course not! You never commit yourself!" my father said with a laugh in his voice.

''Oh, the kiss at the party looked like more.'' Hueningkai continued and I wanted to grab his throat. How did he even see that kiss?!

''Now let's get on with the meeting!''

''I thought you two had a lot in common, because she will also be working in the industry.'' Kai said and I pressed my pencil so hard on my paper that the pen expression broke.

Shut up Kai!!!

I hoped my look at him would tell him enough.

''What? In the book industry?'' my father asked and the last hope that he hadn't heard Hueningkai vanished.

''No in the publishing industry.'' Kai explained who apparently didn't notice my dark look at him.

Now my father sat upright again.

''Please...Hueningkai, if the manhwa is well received, we can already talk about a second-''

''No no, wait! I want to hear more about this girl!'' my father said and raised a hand to silence me.

''What more can I say? She was nice, we chatted for a while at the party.''

''Hueningkai...at what distance do you think the chapt-''

''What does she look like?" my father continued to ask and Hueningkai looked between me and my father. Damn! I could literally feel my father picking up the scent of the secret.

''Dad! Could you please stop now?!" I unfortunately tried in vain to save the situation as adrenaline slowly built up in me.

''Please...answer Hueningkai." my father begged and I used the adrenaline in me to stand up. The four eyes flew back to me.

''Hueningkai! One word! Outside!" I prompted my friend, who seemed visibly confused.

''Yeonjun! Sit down!" my father asked me and my eyes flew to him.

His eyebrows were drawn together.

Oh no! I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of finding out my secret! I definitely won't sit down now!

''Did...did I do something wrong?'' Hueningkai asked carefully, who scooted back in the chair to follow my request.

''Oh no, Mister Huening...no...you even helped me.'' my father said. His gaze was almost iron-clad on me. I was almost certain he had figured it out.

I wasn't ready to tell him yet. I hadn't even thought about what I would say in this situation because I just didn't think it would come until I was ready.

Finally, my father stood up and adjusted his tie.

''Please excuse us for a moment.'' my father said in an overly friendly manner to Hueningkai, before turning around and marching towards the exit.

''Yeonjun? Is...I said something wrong, right?" Hueningkai asked and I looked at him.

He wasn't one to blame...but I probably looked at him a little too hard based on the look on his face afterwards.

Reluctantly, I started moving and followed my father, who was already waiting outside the door.

I had to swallow! What am I supposed to say now?!

I slowly closed the door behind me. When the click sounded down the hall, my father spun around to face me.

''Please tell me he's not talking about Jung Sumi!'' my father began. His ears were bright red, the sign that he was raging inside.

''Even you can't be that stupid!" my father began and the sentence also made me feel more heated inside. The adrenaline in me was almost unbearable.

''Not even me?! What is that supposed to mean?" I asked my father, trying to keep my voice under control.

''Yeonjun! The truth now!" my father demanded, pointing his finger at me.

I clenched my fists: ''What is the matter?! I'm a grown man!''

My father ran his hand through his short hair.

''You're kidding me!'' he said a little louder than appropriate.

''I can be with whoever I want!''

''BUT NOT WITH HER!''

I flinched at his loudness and briefly dropped my gaze. Oh no! No! I wasn't a little kid anymore! So I quickly raised my gaze again, I wouldn't let him intimidate me.

''When are you going to stop treating me like a child?'' I asked, still trying to control my voice. Even though my fingernails dug into my palms hard.

''Yeonjun these are the Jungs!!!''

''Do you think I don't know that?''

''Uh...'', There was a short pause in which my father looked in every direction except mine, ''...you want to torture me.''

''What? No-''

''Do you even know how much this hurts me?''

I had to swallow. Now he wants to make me feel guilty?!

''Do you think I wanted this to happen?''

''Oh, so you're telling me that this happened by accident?!''

''You have no idea how much I suffered from being made to hate her!'' I tried to turn the tables and make him feel guilty.

''Yeonjun this girl is just playing with you! DON'T THINK SHE SERIOUSLY HAS FEELINGS FOR YOU!'' My father apparently lost control of himself as he began to gesticulate wildly. Unfortunately this statement did nothing to keep me under control.

''YOU DON'T KNOW HER AT ALL!'' I jumped when I heard my own voice. I didn't think I'd ever heard myself so angry. I wasn't by myself anymore. My head felt dizzy as the adrenaline of anger rushed through me.

''I don't have to know her if I know her parents. She's not good for you, for us and our company.''

''STOP TELLING ME WHAT'S GOOD FOR ME!!!" it fell out of me. My father seemed surprised, but it didn't last long.

''I'M SO SICK OF YOU TELLING ME EVERYTHING!'' I shouted at my father and now it was me pointing the finger at him.

''That I tell you everything? Well, if you're tired of it, why are you still standing here?!" my father asked and it took me a moment to understand what he meant.

''This! This is all just dictated by me, right?!'' he asked and made a broad gesture down the aisle.

''IF YOU'RE SO SICK OF IT THEN GET OUT! If you really want to throw your life in the trash, then please!" my father shouted at me and grabbed my forearm and pulled me a little to the side.

I tore myself away from him.

Was he serious?! That's the reason he wants to kick me out?! Ridiculous! From the company that I have increasingly been managing lately?!

''FUCK! YOU DON'T KNOW HOW GLAD I AM THAT THIS IS OUT! I DON'T KNOW WHY I HAVE WAITED SO LONG TO TELL THIS!'' I shouted and took two steps backwards.

He wanted to kick me out...fire me?! Then please! If he doesn't accept my decisions then why should I even talk to him anymore?

''You seriously want to choose this girl over your family?! Your life and your happiness?!" my father shouted and I grabbed my bag that I had left on the reception desk. My father and I exchanged a look before I turned around.

''Yeonjun! You can not be serious!''

Oh now it almost sounded like he was begging me to stay.

However, I went straight to the exit.

''If you walk out of this door, it will be your doom!'' my father called after me when I had already put my hand on the doorknob. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes for a moment.

''Deep inside you know she's not worth it, to give up your whole life!'' my father shouted and suddenly the thought of Sumi flashed before my eyes. The way she smiled at me. I literally noticed her warm hugs and how happy I have been these past two months.

''Don't think that her parents will accept you. Sooner or later it will come out too. They hate you, don't forget that!''

With that sentence, I opened my eyes and turned my head to my father.

''My life...my happiness...is waiting for me at home. And as long as we're together, we don't need anyone." With that I turned around again and pushed down the door handle.

What kept me here? I was sure that Sumi and I would find a solution, even if I left everything behind now. There was always a plan B.

All I wanted right now was to feel myself in her arms. Hearing her say that everything is fine and that we can do it. Because even though my decision felt right, tears welled up in my eyes.

Sumi POV

I looked up from my notes when I heard the front door open. Was Yeonjun back already?

''Sumi?!'' I actually heard his familiar voice. Followed by heavy breathing and a loud bang, the door apparently being slammed shut. I scooted back in the chair when I heard Yeonjun coming down the small staircase.

''Sumi...'' he literally burst out when his eyes found me at the dining table. I was a little surprised to see him still in his winter jacket and street shoes. He stumbled towards me and before I could even say or think anything he hugged me. A little awkwardly I lifted my head to rest on his shoulder.

''Yeonjun...what are you doing?'' I grumbled, because a hug while I was still sitting was quite uncomfortable.

''I love you!''

I suddenly froze. My heart stopped as my brain processed. Had I heard wrong.

''I love you Sumi!'' he murmured against my ear before pulling away from me, cupping my face and connecting our lips.

I was completely perplexed.

Since when did he say things like that? Had I missed something?

I almost felt like I was in shock. My stomach fluttered into my throat and my heart seemed to stop repeatedly.

''I'm so sorry!'' I heard him say. His seemingly blunt voice reached me muffled.

But the tremor in his distant voice crept down my spine like an ice-cold, sharp river.

''Are you listening?'' he asked and I saw his eyes turn glassy.

''Sumi, please say something.'' he pleaded and his eyelids turned red. The fluttering in my stomach subsided when I saw Yeonjun standing there, seemingly completely beside himself.

I slowly raised my hands and placed them over his on my cheeks.

What was wrong with him?

''Yeonjun...what's wrong?'' I asked. My voice was a whisper. It hurt me so much to see him like that, I couldn't speak any louder.

Yeonjun let out a breath and pulled his hands from my cheeks. However, I kept my grip on them tightly as he looked away.

''I'm sorry.'' I heard him say, so quietly I could barely hear him. I leaned to the side to catch his eyes.

''What are you sorry for? What's wrong?'' I asked calmly, even though something was creeping inside me that had an iron grip on my heart.

"My father knows...", he said, looking back at me, "I'm sorry."

The deep breath I took was subconscious. I immediately knew what Yeonjun meant and my heart sank.

''Sumi!'' he began and collapsed. My hands instinctively reached under his arms.

''Please tell me you'll stay with me!'' he began as he hugged my waist and pressed his head against my stomach. The pain and despair were deep in his voice, which was usually so full of joy.

My heart continued to pound hard as I placed my hands on his cheeks and pulled him away from my stomach. Only then did I see the tears that were soaking his eyes and cheeks. His tired and sad eyes shined at me as if they were the last hope in his body.

''Yeonjun, what are you talking about?! Are you really afraid that I'll leave now just because your father knows that we are...'', I stopped...should I say what I was thinking? It sounded so powerful...so dangerous to say it...because I was also...afraid of losing him if I said that.

''Yeonjun, I'm exactly where I want to be!'' I gently say, stroking the tear that was rolling down his cheek with my thumb.

''I choosed you." Yeonjun said quietly and I raised my eyebrows.

''What?''

''You can't leave me alone because you're all I have left now." he said and his fingers clawed into my sweater on my back. I understood what he was saying but couldn't realize the scope of his words.

''My father said you or they and the company.'' he continued and only now I understand what he actually meant with the previous sentence. My chest heaved from the deep breath I took. What was he saying?!

''What?'' it just occurred to me.

I understood him completely but my head didn't want to accept how powerfully meaningful words could be. How profound his statement was. What it revealed and what meaning it had for me.

''I love you, Sumi. I love you so damn much that I'm losing my mind." he said and his words were so incredibly honest. I felt my eyes start to burn.

He couldn't be serious!

Me? He had chosen me over his entire life? What was I worth that he elevated me to a throne so high and magnificent that I didn't feel like deserving it. ''You can't be serious.''

Yeonjun pressed his lips together: ''This is all overwhelming now, but you have to promise to let me finish, please...''

''Do you think I'm angry?" I asked as I felt Yeonjun's warm hand on my left cheek. He pressed his lips together again.

''I do not want to force you to do anything. I'm not asking you to make a decisi-"

''I love you too.'' I interrupted him and Yeonjun's weak eyes immediately sparkled.

''You didn't have to do that, not for me!'' I said as I felt two tears dripping from my eyes caused by a feeling I didn't know. A mixture of joy and sadness, hope and despair. A pressure on my heart that told me how much he seemed to love me and a warmth in my stomach which spread throughout my entire body. I couldn't put the feeling inside me into words.

''The last thing I want is to hurt you or lose you and anyone who doesn't accept that-''

''Yeonjun, these are your parents.''

''There's nothing keeping me with them.'' he said. He seemed to have already stopped crying but it was me who had tears streaming down my cheeks as if a dam had broken. Yeonjun tilted his head and began to smile half-heartedly.

''There's so much that keeps me with you.''

In two months, his words seemed hasty, but I felt the same thing that had already grown deep in my heart and every cell of my body.

''I don't care what happens, as long as we're together...we'll find a solution.'' he said and I felt like I was being crushed by the feelings inside me.

I began to nod before closing my eyes and placing my hand over his on my cheek.

''Just stay with me." I heard his voice now much clearer than ever before. Not even the words I love you would ever have that much meaning like his decision and the feeling that I continued to cultivate for him deep within me and now bore flowers as beautiful as an entire spring meadow.

This situation was so rushed, I still couldn't quite get it. But he was right, as long as we covered each other's backs we would find light even in the darkest times.

The kiss we exchanged after said more than all the words in this world.

And even though I hated that drama called Romeo and Juliet it now seemed so honest to me. So realistic to apply to my life.

Because life won't stop putting obstacles in your way again and again, but love...love is able to overcome all of that and love would even make someone go so far as to make the stupidest decisions there were in this world.

But also decisions that made life worth living.

It wasn't my decision, it was that of a person who I never thought would make my life worth living so much. And I was more than ready to make a decision that had the same significance and made his life worth living so that he felt the way I felt right now.

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Sin never tasted so...

Chapter 9 - Nasty little thing

A TXT Yeonjun Fanfiction from Mrs. Choi-Park

CEO/non-idol/dom/bully!Yeonjun! / Confident/sub/named/fem!Reader!

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[...] I quickly ran after him and without thinking about it, grabbed his hand, which he still had outstretched towards me.

Yeonjun looked at me a little surprised when I caught up with him. Only when he slowly closed his hand around mine I realized why he looked at me so surprised.

I looked down at our joined hands in shock.

Warnings under the cut

Warnings: sex, sex language, kissing, Different positions, daddy Yeonjun, Quicky, explicit explanation, naked touching?- I dont know, what else😅MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Please remember that I fully respect the privacy of all K-Pop Idols and that this is just a fantasy. It's not my intention to harm anyone! (I've been a MOA since March 2023)

“Oh sorry, that was a reflex.” I said before opening my hand. However, Yeonjun didn't let go of me.

“Do you really think you have to apologize for that? Don’t forget that we already had a lot more physical contact.” Yeonjun said when I looked at him again. He wasn't entirely wrong, but holding hands seemed a bit too cheesy...right? Yeonjun looked away again as warmth rose to my cheeks.

That seemed to embarrass me more than I thought. It was a kinda weird feeling holding hands with him. But it also felt…I don't know…childish good?

Yeonjun led me to a broadly built man in his mid-40s who was standing in front of a door where I could hear music behind.

Yeonjun picked out his phone, typed something on it and showed it to the man. They exchanged a few friendly words in which Yeonjun didn't let go of my hand.

It didn't toke long before the man opened the door behind him and invited us in.

Yeonjun pulled me through the door and down a small hallway that was dimly lit. The next door he opened let the loud bass become present. I recognized a lot of people who were already dancing extensively. Yeonjun pulled me into the rather large hall, as if he'd know this club for centuries.

The dance floor was full and flooded with changing light, while three steps led to a brighter level with sofas and tables. There was also a huge bar here with lots of people working behind it. I liked the music straight away, I was actually a huge K-Pop fan but I couldn't really relate the song to anyone. Yeonjun led me through the party guests standing in front of the bar to one of the sofas where three young men were sitting. As one of the boys looked up, Yeonjun let go of my hand.

“Taehyun! You’ve outdone yourself again.” Yeonjun greeted the young man with Chocolate brown hair, black T-shirt with white and red writing and a silver chain, who then stood up with a smile. The two hit each other's hands before hugging each other shortly. The other two young men had also stood up and greeted Yeonjun, while my gaze shifted to the man whose name appeared to be Taehyun.

He smiled warmly at me. His smile was incredibly inviting, so I couldn't help but smile too and give a slight bow. As I looked up the young man seemed to want to say something, but…

“Taehyun-Sumi, Sumi-Taehyun. And this is Soobin and Beomgyu.” Yeonjun said, putting an arm around Taehyun's shoulders and pointing at the other boys while saying their names. The two boys next to Yeonjun also smiled at me and slightly bowed. Wow, the three of them were quite huge...and to be honest, really handsome. The biggest one, who seemed to be Soobin, had such full and fluffy black hair that my eyes were stuck on them for a moment.

Hopefully not to obviously.

“Where is Huening?” Yeonjun asked Taehyun afterwards and pulled my view back to him. I had no Idea who Yeonjun meant. But I'll probably find out soon enough.

“He is on his way. Do you two want to drink something?" Taehyun gave in response and then looked back at me.

“I wouldn’t mind.” I said and Yeonjun also nodded in agreement. He let go of Taehyun and came towards me. “I'll be right back." Taehyun said to the other two as he followed Yeonjun. The boys made their way through the crowd and I just followed them to the bar.

When we got to the bar I looked at the menu hanging on the wall above the bar. There were a surprising number of drinks there, so I tried to get an overview of what was on the list for my taste.

Before I could even choose one drink, Taehyun, who was standing in front of me, turned to me.

"The first soju shot is on me.” He said with a smile on his lips and handed me a small glass that appeared to have soju in it.

Yeonjun also turned back to me. All three of us had a small glass in our hands.

"Well then cheers for a good night!" Yeonjun cheered and hold his glass a little upwards. His gaze was on me and the corners of his mouth pointed upwards.

I smiled at him briefly before I raised my glass too and looked at Taehyun, who was already starting. Yeonjun and I followed his example.

I loved soju, it was alcohol where you didn't have to worry about it burning your throat. The soju even tasted like strawberries.

I licked my lips as the glass was empty and I lowered it again.

Taehyun quickly took the little thing out of my hand and turned to the bar.

However, Yeonjun remained turned towards me, which drew my eyes to him. He just looked at me. Not a muscle in his face twitched.

"What is it?” I asked and Yeonjun took a step towards me. I instinctively leaned my head back as he got a little too close.

I promptly felt his fingers under my jacket on my bare waist.

"It’s warm in here.” He simply murmured before his hands slid to my shoulders to remove the jacket, his eyes following his movement. I quickly grabbed his forearms as his fingers began to tickle me.

"It's fine, I know how to take off a jacket." I joked and pulled his hands away from me, which made the corners of Yeonjun's mouth turn down briefly. In fact, he didn't do anything about it and lowered his hands before I took off my jacket.

"Here!" A voice said before I looked up and saw a beer can held against Yeonjun's chest. Taehyun was holding a beer can himself as Yeonjun toke the can that Taehyun had clutched to his chest.

Shortly afterwards, Taehyun's eyes flew to me. He looked me over and his eyes stayed on my jacket in my arms.

"Come on, I'll show you where the cloakroom is." He said and his big eyes wandered back up to me before he looked at Yeonjun.

"And you take care of that horniness!" He warned and I burst out laughing, which I quickly covered with my hand. Yeonjun looked at Taehyun in surprise, but before he could respond, Taehyun ran to me, grabbed my upper arm and pulled me with him.

I just stumbled after him through the crowd. When Taehyun noticed that I was following him, he let go of my arm. On the dance floor level, the bass seemed to vibrate clearly into my body. The green, red and blue lasers made the dancing crowd become one as I followed Taehyun to the edge of the crowd.

My gaze was transfixed on the crowd and the need to join them grew within me.

Luckily, I averted my gaze from the crowd before I could walk into a counter where Taehyun had stopped.

A nice young woman with a nose piercing smiled at me and held out her hands for my jacket, which I immediately handed to her. She handed me a small blue chip with a number on it and disappeared with my jacket into a room as the music behind me got even better.

I put the chip in the butt pocket of my jeans and turned around as the crowd started cheering and jumping up and down wildly.

"Where do you come from?" I heard a voice in my ear as the lights became a danger of epileptics. I looked to my right where Taehyun was standing, who seemed to have asked the question.

"From South Korea…” I answer after leaning towards him a little. Taehyun started to laugh briefly.

"Yes, I know it’s hard to believe, but my parents moved here from Germany before I was born.” I gave him a second answer. And Taehyun started nodding with his mouth open.

"Okay, that explains a lot." He called out to me before he started moving and I quickly followed.

“How do you know Yeonjun?” He asked further as I caught up to him.

"Oh...long story, let's just say we've known each other for a long time, didn't always get along well, but recently he became much nicer.” I said and Taehyun looked at me with a small laugh.

We arrived at the steps that led back to the bar area when Taehyun spoke up again: "Yes, you have to know how to deal with Yeonjun, but he's really okay."

I just smiled as I stopped at the bar again. At least I still haven't had a drink, yet.

"Would you like me to tell you something?” Taehyun asked, apparently noticing that I had stopped.

"What?" I asked as my gaze shifted from the drink menu back to him. Taehyun took a sip from his beer can and then raised his index finger.

"If you want him to be after you, make him jealous. Always works." Taehyun said and I raised an eyebrow.

"Yeonjun has already dragged a lot of girls to my parties and I found out something...", he came a little closer to me, "...he likes to be kept on his toes. He gets bored easily, so you have to play that card every now and then.”

“Make him jealous?” I asked and Taehyun leaned back with a nod.

Hm actually, what he said didn't sound that unusual. The statement fit Yeonjun.

"Maybe you are right." I said and let my eyes wander back to the drink menu.

"I've known him for 5 years, you can believe me." Taehyun said and I looked at him in surprise. For 5 years? Then how come I've never seen Taehyun around Yeonjun before?

"Yes...I believe you. But how do I make him jealous?" I asked and Taehyun looked away as if he what thinking.

"Talk to everyone at the party except him... mostly with boys." Taehyun said with a grin on his lips. I had to laugh before I looked away from him again.

Not a bad idea at all.

I had already discovered that I liked teasing Yeonjun.

"Are you already taken to dance?" I asked and looked back at Taehyun, who was taking another sip from his can.

"I? No not today...why?” He asked after he swallowed.

I nodded: "Want to dance?"

Taehyun's eyes widened slightly.

Otherwise I wouldn't have asked anyone so quickly if they wanted to dance with me, but Taehyun's thought sounded really tempting. I also felt like he was a nice young man I could trust. So why not?

"Uh...yeah why not, it's for a good cause." He said with a smile and I started to nod. "Cool, thanks." I replied before choosing a fruity cocktail and ordering.

*

After placing my drink on the table Yeonjun, Soobin and Beomgyu were sitting on. I definitely wouldn't take a glass to the dance floor with me. My heart began to beat faster knowing what I was up to. Yeonjun sat on the couch, between Soobin and another young man with dyed blonde hair.

It turned out that this was the Huening that Yeonjun had mentioned earlier.

While Taehyun greeted his newly arrived friend, my gaze was fixed on Yeonjun, who apparently didn't even notice that I was staring at him.

"Make sure your gaze doesn't eat him up straight away.” I heard a voice right next to me and I jumped.

A little surprised, I recognized Beomgyu next to me. When did he get up?

"Oh no...I-”

"Come on, stop it, I saw your look clearly.” He said with a laugh in his voice.

I looked at him a little overwhelmed. Was it that obvious?

“It's ok, we've all done it before." He said and gave me a slight push with his elbow.

I raised an eyebrow: "Oh...so you did with Yeon-"

"Oh no, no!", a laugh on his part interrupted his statement, "I didn't mean that...I meant that everyone has eaten someone up with their eyes. In my case, young women. Not Yeonjun.”

I bit back a laugh as I looked back at Yeonjun and noticed Taehyun pointing to the dance floor. Immediately afterwards, Yeonjun's gaze shifted to me.

He seemed to make a move to get up, but Taehyun motioned for him to stay seated. In fact, Yeonjun did as his gaze shifted to him again.

"I may have been a little rude. I mean, I haven't introduced myself before." I heard Beomgyu next to me again. My gaze went back to him and I saw him stretch out a hand towards me.

Instinctively I grabbed it and Beomgyu began to smile wider: "Choi Beomgyu. Nice to meet you."

But instead of shaking my hand, he pulled it up to his lips and gave me a small kiss on the hand, which more than surprised me. Before either of us could continue talking, I saw a hand fly to Beomgyu's neck. He immediately hunched his shoulders and grimaced. A look next to him told me that the hand belonged to Taehyun.

"Flirt later buddy! Didn't you want to get a drink?!" Taehyun said to Beomgyu and seemed to...massage him...unfortunately, Beomgyu didn't seem to like that at all.

"Yes, yes! Stop it!" He protested, letting go of my hand.

Taehyun playfully hit his friend twice on the spot he had just kneaded firmly.

Taehyun's eyes flew to me as Beomgyu rubbed the spot with a grumble and turned around to go to the bar. "Wanna go?" He asked, raising the crook of his arm as if motioning for me to hook into his arm. A little unsure whether I should really complete my plan, I took a step closer to Taehyun and then hesitantly put my hand through his arm. He immediately placed his free hand on mine and pulled me along. I stumbled after him, glancing over my shoulder to see if Yeonjun was even aware of what was happening right now.

Surprisingly, his eyes were on me and we made direct eye contact. It didn't seem like he was confused nor angry, more like he was a little surprised.

I smiled at him and shrugged briefly before the crowd broke our eye contact.

"Five minutes...then I guarantee you he'll be standing next to us." Taehyun said as we ran down the stairs.

I bit my lip.

Oh dear...now it felt like a bad idea. Should I really risk making Yeonjun jealous? I mean what if he gets really mad at me?

However, that thought disappeared when Taehyun led me to the middle of the dance floor. It was at least 2°C warmer here, the sweating bodies that barely left any room to dance, the incredibly inviting music... were somehow electrifying.

"Just have fun!" I heard Taehyun call out, taking my hand from the crook of his arm and pulling it up so that I had no other chance than to turn around. I started to smile.

When I was standing properly again we started laughing almost at the same time and then the music took a hold of me. I closed my eyes and joined in the fun.

Yeonjun POV

I didn't really pay attention to what Hueningkai said to me anymore. We had been talking for a few weeks about what would be a good ending to the manhwa he was drawing. He had told me earlier that he had a good ending and wanted to send it to me soon so that me and my parents could publish it. Soobin had joined our conversation a while ago, which only made my ears go more deaf. I had other things on my mind than work.

Taehyun was probably just trying to be nice, but the fact that he was dancing with Sumi seemed to bother me a bit too much.

From the couch I was sitting on I didn't really have a view of the dance floor, which made me tingle inside.

Taehyun just wants to be nice...trust him...he won't mess with Sumi. Besides, I should trust Sumi too...right?

I raised my beer can again and... surprisingly drank the last sip.

“Yeonjun-hyung?” I heard Soobin say my name, which brought me out of my pondering. I looked at him.

"Everything OK? You seem to be somewhere else right now." He asked and I scooted back up a bit.

"Yes sorry. I don't think I'm up to... work right now." I admitted and looked apologetically at Hueningkai. He smiled crookedly at me and put a hand on my shoulder.

“You’re right Hyung. We can always work later.” He said and stood up.

“I feel like dancing, does anyone wanna come with me?” He asked as he stood and surprisingly I got to my feet quicker than I thought.

Kai looked at me with wide eyes.

"Yes! Good idea!” I said before I straightened my sweater and walked around the table in front of us.

My curiosity was killing me. I really wanted to see what Sumi and Taehyun were doing. Not that they're doing anything...I...dman!

Without waiting for the boys, I ran forward to the railing on the second level. I scan the wildly dancing crowd. The changing, dim lights made it difficult to recognize anyone. However, that just made me more uneasy...what if they weren't on the dance floor, but somewhere else...

I was nibbling on my bottom lip when I felt a hand on my back.

A look at my left side revealed Soobin.

"Here, we can't just leave it like that." He said and handed me Sumis cocktail glass, which she had only taken two sips of. I took the glass from him.

"Do you see her?" He continued to ask, as if he had figured out why I was standing here. My eyes wandered back to the dance floor: "No..."

"Then let's look for these two." Soobin said and his hand fell from my back and he left my side. I followed him as I couldn't really make out Sumi nor Taehyun. At the bottom of the small staircase, Kai stood with Beomgyu, who had apparently picked up someone at the bar.

I didn't give anyone a second glance as I tried to adjust my eyes to the light here.

Before I even took two breaths I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked to my side and saw Soobin pointing at something in the crowd. I followed his gesture and actually recognized Taehyun's head in the middle of the crowd.

I raised Sumi's glass over everyone's head before starting to pick my way through the crowd. I didn't really care that I was being pushed from all sides, I just wanted to get to Taehyun, who hopefully still had an eye on Sumi. With little difficulty I made it to Taehyun, who I put a hand on his shoulder to announce myself.

Taehyun turned to me, revealing Sumi, who was actually still with him. Luckily with as little physical contact to him as possible.

Taehyun started smiling widely while Sumi didn't seem to realize I was here. The lights around us became hectic as the music built tension as Taehyun leaned towards me.

"She's really great!" He called out to me and my eyes went to him.

What had he just said?

Finally, Taehyun grabbed my hand and raised it in the air as the music reached its climax and the crowd began jumping up and down wildly.

However, I was afraid of spilling the drink on anyone, so I quickly took it down to my stomach level.

Now Sumi opened her eyes for the first time and laughed at Taehyun before her gaze switched to me and she started cheering.

Wow...she really seemed to be having fun.

"GUYS!!!" A loud voice shouted through the speakers as the crowd finished jumping. Sumi turned around and Taehyun let go of my hand as everyone turned to the DJ.

"Are you having fun?!" He shouted and the crowd began to scream. I had to laugh as Sumi put her hands around her mouth to scream even louder.

"Then I want you to sing along now! You all know the song!!!" The DJ shouted and a famous Stray Kids song started playing.

"Your turn!" I heard Taehyun call out as he grabbed my wrist and pulled it towards Sumi. My fingertips quickly touched Sumi's bare, damp waist and my eyes widened on their own as Taehyun grabbed Sumi's glass from me and took a sip before turning around and leaving.

However, I don't really pay any attention to him anymore as my fingers wrap around Sumis waist.

A quick look from Sumi over her shoulder didn't change the fact that she continued dancing. The flickering lights that suddenly made her form seem so unreal made me fuzzy as I stepped closer to her.

I had to lick my lips as I placed my second hand on her hip as well.

But before I could make a second move, Sumi grabbed my hands and removed them from her body. She alternately lifted them up and down and I had to laugh as she put her back into my chest and I suddenly heard her singing along.

"Do you have fun?" I asked in her ear so she could hear me over the music.

"Yessssss!" She exclaimed, turning to me.

"Took you a long time to get here." She exclaimed over the music, wrapping her arms around my shoulders as I placed my hands on her hips again.

"You wanted me to come?" I asked back, before her gaze briefly wandered to the ceiling and she pressed her lips together.

"I always want you to come." She said as her fingers scratched the back of my neck and slid into my hair. This move let go a shiver down my spine.

I raised an eyebrow. The ambiguity of her statement was all too present. But before I could respond, she pulled my head down and pressed her lips to mine.

My eyes widened, somewhat surprised.

Shit, the colorful, flickering light around us somehow made the moment so different... so unreal, like a fuzzy dream.

As quickly as her lips had come, they left just as quickly.

Sumi licked her so damn sensually lips, which she had parted out of breath.

"I like Taehyun."

I had to laugh: "That's not really what I want to hear after a kiss."

"He's really nice. Where is he?" She asked before she turned to all sides.

I pulled her hips closer to me, which made her eyes wander back into mine.

"Is this important? I'm here now."

Sumi grinned at me and then stuck her tongue out at me: "Then dance Playboy."

After that sentence, she placed her hands on mine and began rotating her hips.

Oh dear, it seemed like she had already had a lot of alcohol. Which was not true at all...she just had two sips of a rather strong cocktail and one soju shot.

But I did as she said, which made Sumi start laughing. My heart started beating faster, it was a really nice feeling to see her so happy.

*

After the fourth song, Sumi said she needed a break, so we squeezed through the crowd again, to the stairs where the boys were standing, partly chatting, partly dancing. There was also significantly more space for it here.

Hueningkai seemed to be the only one who noticed us, as Beomgyu was with the girl he had brought from the bar, smooching on the sideline and Soobin was deep in conversation with Taehyun.

“Finished already?” Kai asked and Sumi actually stopped. I had hoped to follow Beomgyu's example and go to one of the sofas upstairs...but Sumi seemed to have other plans.

"First of all. We haven't really been introduced yet. I'm Jung Sumi." I heard her say to Kai, who in turn smiled broadly at her and bowed briefly.

"I'm Hueningkai, nice to meet you." His eyes wandered to me.

"Are you two..."

"No." Sumi interrupted Kai's words before he even finished speaking. I looked at her in surprise, the same way as Kai.

"I wasn't even fin-"

“Are we in a relationship?” Sumi continued to ask and my eyes widened on their own as Sumi looked briefly at me and then back at Hueningkai.

"No, we are not."

While I was staring at Sumi, Kai said something that I couldn't understand at all...or not wanted to understand.

Of course...we hadn't sorted it out yet, and I believed that sex alone wouldn't let us be together...yet a very strange cramping feeling developed within me.

The feeling increased throughout the evening. Sumi started talking to my friends more and less to me. The club was getting busier and hotter with every hour. The music increasingly electrified the room and the three beers and probably ten soju shots, that Soobin and Beomgyu had repeatedly persuaded me to drink, began to pop into my head. Sumi stood at the bar with Hueningkai. They had probably been talking for a good hour now.

It wasn't that I didn't think it was good that they got along, but the constant laughter and touching that didn't just come from Kai, seemed to make me so fuzzy that I felt anger rising within me.

Soobin was sitting next to me on the couch, talking to two girls who had sat down next to us about 10 minutes ago. Taehyun had disappeared without a trace a while ago and Beomgyu was on the dance floor with his acquaintance while my eyes were glued to Sumi.

Her words spun in my head like an out-of-control merry-go-round.

Of course we weren't together, but we weren't strangers either. She couldn't just take the right to flirt with Hueningkai. After all, she was my companion, and not that of a certain Blondie who happened to be standing with her at the bar for an hour.

I clenched my teeth as Kai placed his hand on her bare waist and the two of them leaned over the bar to call out a new order to a bartender. My hands clenched into fists as the anger inside me continued to boil, because Kai didn't take his hand back, even when they leaned back.

Maybe it was the alcohol that increased my anger and made me stand up and walk towards the two. Kais hand on Sumi's waist definitely didn't belong there!

''Hey!'' I identified myself when I reached the two of them. Their eyes went to me and, luckily Kai's hand fell from Sumi's waist.

''Oh hey, buddy? Do you want something to drink too?" Kai greeted me, which I answered with a look that could have killed.

Kai's eyebrows rose of their own accord.

"Seems like you guys are getting along well." I hissed, teeth still half clenched. My eyes went to Sumi who smiled broadly at me. She didn't seem to notice what was boiling inside me.

''Oh yeah! Kai is great. We were just talking about the fact that we both happen to have German roots.'' Sumi said and put a hand on Kai's forearm, which made my heartbeat quicken. Kai started to laugh and it made me even more confused that Sumi's eyes didn't return to me, but lingered on Kai.

Before I could even think about it I grabbed Sumi's hand that was touching Kai and pulled herself closer to me, which seemed to surprise her.

''Can I speak to you in private for a moment?!'' I hissed at Sumi. Her big green eyes looked at my face in shock. But before she could give me an answer, I pulled her with me. Away from Kai, away from the bar.

''Yeonjun...wait-I-ah sorry sorry!'' I heard Sumi behind me as I pulled her through the crowd. The apology obviously wasn't directed at me, more to the people she pushed because I was absentmindedly dragging her along.

I pulled her down the small staircase to the dancing crowd and finally stopped and turned to her.

''Are you doing this on purpose?'' I asked and Sumi's eyes widened.

''Did I do something?!'' she asked and I couldn't help but laugh. I placed my hands on her bare waist and pulled her close to me.

''You know what I mean!'' I growled, leaning towards her ear, ''Only my hands are allowed to touch you!''

Sumi POV

''Only my hands are allowed to touch you!'' Yeonjun whispered in my ear and I had to swallow.

Had I got it? Had I made him jealous? I bit my bottom lip as Yeonjun leaned back and we made eye contact. His eyes were sharp and his body heat was beyond warm. I remembered Taehyun's words, which seemed to make more and more sense to me as the day went on.

Make him jealous!

So I decided to test my limits a little more.

''Who says that?'' I asked and Yeonjun raised his eyebrows.

''Kai was just looking out for me, unlike you who disappeared all evening long.''

Yeonjun's hands pinched my waist hard in response.

''Are you blaming me now?! You could have sat with me too!'' he growled. His anger is now clearly audible. I felt like I was walking on eggshells. I knew that I wasn't allowed to test the limit like that, but somehow my faster-beating heart told me otherwise.

''I won't sit still at a party... Grandpa!'' I said and I saw something in Yeonjun's face switching, almost heard the clicking in his head.

Shortly afterwards a hard slap on my bottom, which actually hurt a little too much.

''I'm warning you!'' he growled, coming dangerously close to my face. I immediately placed my hands against his chest.

''If you go on like this, I have no choice but to correct your behavior!" he said, just loud enough for me to hear him over the music. There was something buzzing in his eyes that didn't make me doubt that he was serious.

My fingers gripped the material on his chest as I briefly looked down. I clearly noticed that the limit had been reached. If I continued to speak I was afraid of risking Yeonjun hating me again.

''You know...maybe that's exactly what I want.'' I said and looked up at him again.

Yeonjun studied my face when my eyes fell on those full lips that I would now only love to feel all over my body. The dark blue flickering light around us was hypnotic.

''Fuck!'' Yeonjun let out before he threw his lips on mine.

It didn't take three seconds before he stuck his tongue between my lips and I was only too welcome to allow him entry.

The kiss was a mess. He kissed me like he was starving. Crazy about me and willing to give me what I've wanted from him for the last three days. Even if it was messy, the kiss burned my whole body.

His hands went to my butt, which he clawed at as if it were the last thing keeping him alive.

As I ran my hands up his neck and into his hair. I clung to it as if it were my last lifeline, too.

However, the people around us who kept dancing at me always brought me back to reality just as I was about to lose myself.

Yeonjun didn't seem to mind the people, but he seemed to notice that it bothered me, so he pulled away from me.

''Come with me!'' he asked me and released my hands from his hair. Shortly afterwards he turned around, but still had one of my hands firmly in his grasp.

I didn't know where he was taking me, but I knew exactly that I wanted him as quickly as possible.

He led me to the small separate area of the toilets. I no longer noticed what was happening to our left and right as Yeonjun led me past the public toilets. He stopped in front of a door that had Staff standing on it. The door was locked with a number combination, but Yeonjun seemed to know the combination. When the door burst open, he pulled me in and immediately slammed the door shut. The pink light above a mirror, dimly illuminating the room, was inviting. I barely had time to scan the room before Yeonjun pushed me against the closed door. Both of his forearms braced next to my head as he pressed his lips to mine again.

The alcohol we both consumed only seemed to drive us wilder, hungrier for more, crazier for the touches we so frantically exchanged.

The clothes on both of our bodies suddenly become so useless.

Yeonjun's leather vest and his stupid thick sweater were taken off in a split second. His hands were just eager for my skin after he pulled his sweater over his head with my help. My hands cupped his face and pulled his lips back to mine. His were quickly under my crop top, which he easily pulled up and left hanging over my bra. When his lips began to pepper my neck with kisses and bites, I lost myself.

The feeling of heat, of eager desire, the closeness to him, like the last hope in a sea of despair.

''Be quiet, you don't want people to hear your sweet noises, right?'' Yeonjun mumbled into my neck. His hot breath is irresistibly sensual.

His fingers did quick work with my jeans, which were actually quite tight.

He pulled them down to my ankles as my eyes wandered down to him.

Fuck! This moment was something completely different than anything else with him before. Hotter, wilder, faster. There was no time to be completely absorbed in a feeling. The sheer mass of feelings passing by like an express train made me impatient and wanting to feel more.

Yeonjun gave me a quick smile before he started kissing my inner thighs. I've never was as wet as quickly as I was right now.

I wrapped my fingers in his hair and a slightly louder moan escaped me as his lips kissed my still pantie covered clit.

''Yeonjun!'' I started, pulling his head back. His eyes seemed to take a moment to see me properly.

''I know you want me so...fuck me!'' I said.

I felt high, impatient for more, but at the same time so good I couldn't put it in words.

Yeonjun didn't hesitate, stood in front of me again and connected our lips again in a hungry kiss.

He was quick to pull his pants down so far that his half hard boner sprung free. One of my legs was also quickly raised and I felt his tip press against my clothed entrance. Yeonjun pulled away from me and let his forehead fall against mine. My hands slid over his biceps, over his shoulders, down his toned chest as he pushed my underwear aside. Pretty quickly his tip entered me, taking my breath away.

With no preparation, the stretch was almost painful as he pushed deeper, eliciting slightly louder moans from both of us.

''Shit Sumi! So good!'’ Yeonjun murmured in my ear as he was deep inside me, giving me a moment to adjust to his size. I noticed that Yeonjun wasn't as hard as usual, probably due to the speed of our actions.

''Don't show me any mercy!'' I moaned back into his ear, when I noticed my excitement running down my legs. Yeonjun then grumbled something incomprehensible and started to move.

Long and slow at first, but as my hands slid back up his chest around his shoulders. His head was pressed against the door next to mine. His quickened breathing, wafting oh so sensually against my ear, was like fuel to the fire within me.

His second hand, which wasn't holding my leg, moved my hips as he pleased. In the rhythm of his fast thrusts.

Suddenly I felt his teeth on my neck and I slapped my hand over my mouth to cover my loud bursts of horniness. The sounds threatened to crawl from within me like demons that I had suppressed my entire life.

I quickly felt my climax building up deep inside me.

''You take me so fucking good – ah – pussy´s made for me!'' Yeonjun whispered in my ear as he licked the spot he had bitten. I felt him getting harder inside me, which finally let him touch my G-spot.

My eyes rolled back as I felt my saliva flowing from the corner of my mouth as my climax seemed within reach.

''So good, Yeonjun!'' I moaned and I felt Yeonjun lean back and, to my dismay…he stopped.

''Do you think you deserve to cum already?!" He asked and tears welled up in my eyes as he pulled out of me.

''Turn around!'' he ordered and I looked at him with wide eyes. Suddenly he took my jaw in one hand and squeezed my cheeks.

''I'll show you how a grandpa fucks!" he growled and I had to swallow because his fingers were squeezing a little too hard. I immediately felt bad for calling him grandpa before.

When he let go of me, I immediately turned around and pressed my cheek against the door, I braced my hands next to my head as I slid further down, stretching my butt to Yeonjun.

A slap on my butt cheek made me jump before I felt Yeonjun's warm chest on my back.

''You were a bad girl!' he whispered in my ear and soon took it between his teeth before his hands slid around my waist.

''Say it! Say you were a bad girl!'' he growled as one of his hands covered my twitching pussy.

''Mh- Yeonjun!'' I moaned and his chest disappeared from my back.

''Say it!'' Yeonjun growled, which he accompanied with another slap on my ass.

His other hand over my helplessly pleading pussy drove me crazy. ''I...was a bad girl!'' I mumbled and finally Yeonjun's fingers parted and circled my clit without actually touching it. I thought I was losing my mind.

''I was a bad girl! And I deserve to be punished, so give it to me daddy!" I groaned, hoping that Yeonjun would finally stop teasing me.

I heard a dark laugh behind me.

''Are you that horny?'' Yeonjun asked as he finally paid attention to my clit.

''YES! So much! I want you!'' I moaned. Where this dirty talk came from was a mystery to me, but it seemed to be working when I felt Yeonjun's tip inside me again. However, he immediately pulled out of me again, which made me whimper.

''So honest...say clearly what you want." Yeonjun growled, his finger still playing with my clit.

''You! Want you! Inside me!'' I moaned and finally Yeonjun deepened himself inside me with one quick movement.

''Moan my name, little one!'' Yeonjun grumbled and I really lost my mind when he started moving. Deep, rough pushes that felt like they reached my brain.

''Show everyone out there that there's only one person who can really fuck you right!" Yeonjun groaned and I felt his chest against my back again, which only made him go deeper.

In addition to his breathtaking rhythm, he continued to play with my clit, making my knees weak.

''Yeonjun-ah fuck, Yeonjun-ngh, YEONJUUUUN!'’ again and again his name escaped me like a mantra, with moans that shook my body like an earthquake.

There it was again. The rapidly building climax that pushed through my stomach like a beast unleashed.

''Fuck...I'm about to cum!'' Yeonjun growled and I wanted to tell him the same thing, but my brain had become so mush that I couldn't form sentences anymore.

But I was sure he noticed because we both started twitching like crazy.

A circular motion of his finger on my sensitive bundle of nerves and a deep oh so good thrust and I came. I came hard, realizing how tight I squeezed him and how hard my heart was pounding. Three more thrusts and I also felt Yeonjun cum, deep inside me. Warm long shots.

I only saw stars around me. Flickering lights alternated these and a tingling sensation throughout my whole body.

Shit! Orgasms with Yeonjun were in a different league.

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Sin never tasted so...

Chapter 8 - Am I crazy

A TXT Yeonjun Fanfiction from Mrs. Choi-Park

CEO/non-idol/dom/bully!Yeonjun! / Confident/sub/named/fem!Reader!

Previous Chapter:

[...] His arm around me relaxed slightly as his knees rose and tangled slightly with mine.

I couldn't get the smile off my face even if I tried. It was actually nice to lie with him like that. I felt...safe? Was that the best word to describe my emotional state?

Suddenly Yeonjun's fingers traced gentle patterns across my stomach and that's when I knew it.

It was the right word.

Safe...

Warnings under the cut

Warnings: phone sex, mention of alcohol, sex and jerking off

Please remember that I fully respect the privacy of all K-Pop Idols and that this is just a fantasy. It's not my intention to harm anyone! (I've been a MOA since March 2023)

Still deep in a dream that was surprisingly carefree, but which I forgot as soon as I opened my eyes, I felt warm touches on the back of my neck. I blinked groggily at the half-dark room I was in.

I felt a large hand on my hip and tips of hair tickling the back of my neck. A warm, large spring in my back and... something hard that wedged itself between my buttocks.

My eyebrows furrowed as I soon heard small moaning noises behind me.

I knew immediately who had woken me up. Plus, I knew who wanted to break down his boner right now.

"Yeonjun? What exactly are you doing there?" I asked into the silence of the room.

"Hm...Good morning." Just came back. Shortly afterwards there were more kisses covering the back of my neck.

His big warm hand found its way under my shirt and began to caress my stomach.

"I am hard." Yeonjun murmured sleepily and started moving his pelvis lazily.

"I noticed that." I muttered back. In fact, I started to smile when Yeonjun just grumbled back.

I felt him move behind me, and shortly afterwards his lips on my cheek. His upper body curled me under him.

"Will you help me?" he asked when we first made eye contact.

"Oh no mister!" I grumbled, twisting away from him. The look on Yeonjun's face as we lay face to face was funny. He seemed clearly disappointed that my ass was no longer available.

His puffy lips were a pout and his eyes glassy.

"Don't you think we had enough sex yesterday?" I asked and Yeonjun fell back into the pillow.

"Hmmmmm!" He grumbled as he rubbed his face sleepily. I did the same. The sleep sand in my eyes felt burdensome and it was nice to have it out of my eyes.

When I looked back at Yeonjun next to me, a smile played on his lips.

"What is?" I asked quietly. I also had a smile on my face.

It wasn't long before I felt his hand on my hip again.

"Good morning, little one." He greeted me again. My smile grew wider. The pet name was actually kinda cute.

"Morning." I replied and closed my eyes.

"Did you sleep well?" Yeonjun asked softly and I finally felt his forehead against mine.

"Mh~" I grumbled and then took a deep breath. The warmth around me was just too cozy to stand up. My hands slowly moved to Yeonjun's chest as I moved closer to his inviting warmth. I actually enjoyed it...the closure...his touch and his calm breathing, which was so relaxed that I could think he was still sleeping.

"Can I ask something?" Yeonjun whispered and I just nodded. His soft, deep morning voice was soothing.

"A friend of mine is hosting a party on Friday evening and I don't have anyone to accompany me. Do you want to come?" I looked up at him. My eyes were probably so wide that Yeonjun had to laugh.

''I know you avoid parties I go to, it's just a question. If you don't want to, that's-''

''No no! I'm just surprised that you want...that...that we go together.''

Yeonjun studied my face for a moment before he started to smile.

''I don't mind parties you go to...sooooo...'' he finished his sentence with a shrug.

I had to look away.

I never thought that a little bit of sex would turn Yeonjun into such a softy.

''Ah...'', I said and looked back at him, ''I'll think about it.''

You have to let guys fidget a bit sometimes. Where would be the fun if I said yes straight away? Of course I would say yes sooner or later. The invitation was very tempting.

''Okay.'' Yeonjun said, neither happy nor sad and then turned around. He crawled to his side of the bed and grabbed his phone.

''Do you know your phone number?'' he asked and I was shocked once again.

What the hell was wrong with him?

First he invites me to a party and then he asks me for my phone number?!

''What for?'' I asked. I could hear the surprise in my voice even as I tried to control myself.

Yeonjun looked over at me: ''Well how else are you going to tell me if you want to come?''

We looked at each other in silence for a moment while I asked myself the question:

Is this really the same Yeonjun I've known for years?

''Unless you're planning on coming over again this week.'' he said with a grin on his lips. There he was again.

Little cheeky idiot!

I rolled my eyes: ''+82 663 7473''

''Okay.'' he said and tapped around on his cell phone.

After he seemed to be done, I saw him click call and hang up after the first signal: ''So now you have mine too.''

Shortly afterwards he put his phone down and turned to me.

''What time was it?'' I asked and Yeonjun's smile disappeared.

''That's right, you have to go back to university. It was...'', he picked up his cell phone again and took a look at the display, ''6:54 a.m.''

''Oh then we have to get up slowly.'' I said and sat up. Did I even set an alarm yesterday?! What if I had overslept?!

''Wait...'', Yeonjun protested and grabbed my arm, ''Who's going to help me now?''

His eyes wandered down briefly.

''God, Yeonjun! Help yourself." I grumbled back, rolling my eyes with a smile on my lips, and ripped my arm from his grasp. Shortly afterwards I threw my legs out of bed and heard a long groan from Yeonjun.

''I thought you liked it yesterday.'' he grumbled as I stood up.

''Yes...but I also said that I won't become your sex toy.'' I pointed out as I turned to him briefly and adjusted the blanket. Yeonjun looked at me like I was crazy.

''This doesn't make you my sex toy.''

''And how do you describe someone who agrees to a deal that commits them to constantly having sex with the dealer?''

Then silence.

''I thought so.'' I said playfully and walked straight towards the exit of the bedroom.

''Isn't someone who is a sex toy treated really badly?'' he asked as I put my hand on the doorknob.

Hmm...he was right. He hadn't treated me bad. Yesterday was actually pretty nice...

Nevertheless, after a moment of thinking, I opened the door.

''I still won't be available for sex 24/7.'' I called into the bedroom as I stepped out.

The living room/dining room was brightly lit. The sun had made its way through the heavy, gray winter clouds and found its way into Yeonjun's large but cozy apartment.

I turned into the bathroom when I noticed murmuring coming from the bedroom.

There was also enough light shining through the narrow but long window above the bathroom that I didn't have to turn the light on.

After last night...I no longer felt the need to close the bathroom door behind me as I walked to the sink and planned that I should wake my tired face with cold water.

''I'm not asking for it 24/7.'' I heard Yeonjun as the cold water flowed into my hands. I looked over at him briefly. He was standing in the entrance of the bathroom, fumbling with the end of his white T-shirt. I didn't answer and splashed the water on my face.

''Well...if you think it's better that I jerk off like a pervert with you in mind...please.'' he grumbled as I turned off the water and then looked at him through the mirror. I was a little surprised to see him without a shirt.

''Where'd your T-shirt go?'' I asked as he headed towards the small staircase next to the bathroom entrance. He turned briefly to me.

''Well...this...'', he pointed up and down his naked torso, ''...you can't get it anymore.''

I couldn't help but laugh. It was honestly really cute how pissed he was.

Yeonjun climbed the small stairs to his dressing room and disappeared as I grabbed a towel, to dry my face.

''But you can believe me on one thing! The thoughts will be really messed up!'' I heard him shout. I giggled and shook my head at the same time as I grabbed the brush that was lying in the same place I left it yesterday. I brushed my hair slowly, which stood out a bit too messily from all sides.

''So dirty you wouldn't want me to have them." Yeonjun grumbled as he came back down the stairs. A plain gray-green sweater and light gray jeans with black stitching. He was still fiddling with the black button on his jeans. My eyes automatically went to his hands and just below them.

''It doesn't look like you're having these dirty thoughts right now.'' I said with a laugh in my voice. Yeonjun followed my gaze down at himself in the mirror.

''No! Not right now!'' he said, annoyed like a little child, as he came over to me and grabbed the brush that I had just put down. I had to hold back my laughter.

''Then why did you need my help?'' I asked, resting one hand on the sink counter. Yeonjun looked at me in the mirror while my gaze was directly on him.

''Morning boners usually go away on their own.'' he said, a little less pissed off as he also combed his hair.

''But that doesn't change anything, that I wouldn't have been happy to accept your help," he grumbled again. I acknowledged that with a giggle. Shortly afterwards I put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed briefly.

''Could you go for a moment? I need the bathroom to myself for a moment." Even though we had crossed a huge boundary yesterday, I still didn't need his eyes on me, when I went to the toilet.

Even though Yeonjun mumbled something incomprehensible to himself, he left the bathroom.

*

''You'll write me when you've decided, okay?'' Yeonjun asked while I checked again whether I had everything important. I looked at him on the driver's side.

''Yes. That's why we exchanged numbers, right?" I asked the counter question.

The digital clock in Yeonjun's car read 8:28 a.m.. Just in time to put on my makeup in the dorm and gather my things for lectures. Yeonjun gave me something to eat at his home. A little bit of kimchi with rice and a sausage wasn't much, but would keep me alive until midday.

''I don't want to show up here again and kidnap you.'' Yeonjun said with a laugh in his voice, but that sounded a bit uncertain.

His tone made me smile.

''Hey...don't worry.'', I said, holding up my phone as I unbuckled myself, ''At least I already saved you.''

Yeonjun grimaced and looked out the drivers window: ''Yes...as idiot.''

I had to giggle: ''With a heart behind it.''

My hand flew to the passenger door and I opened it. Yeonjun mumbled something, but still stared out the driver's window. My smile grew wider.

I liked the new Yeonjun, so why not be nice?

I leaned over to him with my upper body, put my hand on the back of his neck and pulled him towards me, so that my lips pressed against his cheek.

''I'll write you, I promise.'' I whispered in his ear and then leaned back. Yeonjun's eyes were on me and after two seconds he started to smile. With this sight, I got out of the car.

Before I slammed the door, I heard Yeonjun shout something: ''I advise you to, potato!''

With a smile on my lips and a shake of my head, I slammed the door and walked around the car. I had to pull myself together to not turn around to look at his car again.

I never thought I would start the morning with such a good feeling.

*

After having to avoid the scrutiny of my friend Yuna this morning and having completed four lectures, wasn't allowed to let it be known in a phone call from my mother that I had sex with the son of my parents' mortal enemies, I was now lying on my bed completely exhausted. It was already starting to get dark outside. This morning's sunshine had turned into snow. It was now the end of February and I was starting to get fed up with snow and bad weather. Yuna had been with her boyfriend for an hour now. I used the time to turn over my textbooks.

Now I laid on the bed for five minutes straight, silent and doing nothing more than staring out the window above Yunas bed.

The snowflakes were getting a little thicker with every second and the wind seemed to be picking up. The girls in the room next to mine and Yuna's laughed every now and then, which I could hear well through the rather thin walls of the dorm. Suddenly my cell phone's ringtone broke the silence.

I raised my head. I left the cell phone on our desk. Should I get up? It was probably just another picture of Yuna having a nice time with her boyfriend.

As I put my head back on the pillow, my cell phone made itself known again. I rolled my eyes and groaned. But I stopped halfway through when a thought occurred to me.

It could also be Yeonjun? After all, we exchanged numbers.

My phone told me again that a message had been received. I raised my head again.

I caught my bottom lip between my teeth as I sat up. Without thinking about it, I swung my legs out of bed. The thought that Yeonjun who could have written me literally made me float over the laminate floor.

When I turned on my phone my heart skipped a beat. Sure enough, it said 'Idiot 🩷'... just like I saved Yeonjun.

Before I clicked on the message, however, I took a breath.

Why was my heart beating faster?

It was still Yeonjun I was talking about. No need to get nervous.

I cleared my throat and then clicked on the message.

The KakaoTalk chat was empty except for the three messages from him.

Yeonjun: How was your day?

I raised an eyebrow as I read that.

Yeonjun: You wanted to write me...

Yeonjun: Sorry, I'm really bad at this sort of thing.😿

I stared at the messages as I went back to my bed and sat down.

What did he mean by 'this sort of thing'?

I thought about what I should write back to him. But just as I clicked on the message line and my keyboard opened, a message came from him again.

Yeonjun: Have you decided yet?

The smile on my lips grew as I typed my answer.

Me: Impatient?

I stopped writing, but took the fingernail of my thumb between my teeth and nibbled on it. He read the message immediately and shortly afterwards he typed something. It didn't take ten seconds before something came back.

Yeonjun: Yes 😬

I giggled quietly as I took the nail of my thumb out of my mouth and wrote my next message.

Me: I don't know yet. My schedule on Friday is pretty full.

I enjoyed teasing him. His next message came immediately.

Yeonjun: Haha!

Me: No really.

I nibbled on my bottom lip like a little schoolgirl with a huge crush. It took effort to get the grin off my face.

Yeonjun: What are you planning to do?

Me: I always get invited to so many parties, I never know where to go.😓

Yeonjun: How can I persuade you, you busy businesswoman?

I had to laugh out loud. Immediately afterwards I slapped my hand over my mouth.

What was wrong with me?! Did I really enjoy teasing Yeonjun that much, or did I just find it cute to text with him?

Me: Come up with something.

With that, I closed my phone.

Stop it! What had gotten into me?!

Even though I felt my phone vibrating in my hand, I put it down and stood up. A warm shower now seemed more sensible than being happy about something that had nothing to be happy about.

Right?

*

After the shower I tapped out of the bathroom with only a towel tied around me. In fact, something seemed to be haunting my thoughts... something that lay on top of me like a whole mountain. It suppressed me. But there was also something else inside me that made my fingertips tingle. And deep down I knew what was haunting me.

Even though I didn't mentally admit it, I went to my bed and immediately grabbed my phone. I quickly turned it on. KakaoTalk showed me 6 messages. Two of them came from Yuna, but I skillfully ignored them.

I clicked on Yeonjun's chat. As if I wasn't fully aware of myself, my fingertips flew over the keyboard. When I had typed my message, I realized that Yeonjun had written 4 more messages that I should probably read first.

Something was wrong with me...my heart was beating faster, I could literally feel it beating against my chest.

Yeonjun: What does that mean?

Yeonjun: If you don't tell me what you want, it's hard for me to give you what you want.

Yeonjun: Oh come on, not fair!😿

Yeonjun: Fine, I'll think of something...

I caught my bottom lip between my teeth. My thoughts constantly flash back to yesterday. One thing was certain: I didn't regret it at all yesterday.

I collapsed onto my bed as I finally clicked send.

Me: I'll come with you.

That's all I wrote...but it left me so tingly inside that it almost took my breath away. I stared at my screen, hoping Yeonjun would read the message, but I waited in vain.

I stared at my display for one, three, five minutes without even seeing any read sign.

So I put the phone away and rested my elbows on my thighs. I put my chin in my hands and found a spot in the room where I could stare at.

I found the spot on the desk on my left.

Why was I so tingly? Why did I just say yes like that? I wanted to make him fidget...right? AND WHY THE HELL WAS YEONJUN FLOODING MY EVERY THOUGHT?!

I exhaled in annoyance as my index finger began tapping a restless rhythm on my cheek.

"I've gone crazy...", I muttered to myself, "You are supposed to hate him!"

Unfortunately, immediately after hearing this murmur, a pang went through my heart.

Ah fuck!

I turned my face into my hands.

"Come on! Pull yourself together! You can't fall in love with that idiot in such a short time!" I admonished myself.

But did that talk change anything? I was afraid of the answer.

When my phone made a sound again, I controlled myself not to pounce on my phone like a hungry vulture. Unfortunately, I had it in my hand quicker than I thought.

Actually the message was from Yeonjun.

Yeonjun: Oh really? Now that was easy.

I didn't even notice how I was rubbing my thighs together, which had nothing to cover under the towel.

Yeonjun: What did you do in the 20 minutes that convinced you?

I felt heat rising to my cheeks.

Shit! What was wrong with me?!

I wanted to kick myself for what I was thinking about. The hickey I still saw on myself in the mirror a few minutes ago, made me strangely restless, too.

Yeonjun: Hmm?

Should I write to him about what I had been thinking about...and was still thinking about?

No! No Sumi! You'll get yourself together now!

I jumped so hard that my phone almost flew out of my hand when it rang loudly.

It was my call ringtone...and the name on the screen gave me another shock.

Idiot 🩷

Why is he calling me now?! I stared at the button that would let me accept, somewhat unsure. Faster than expected, my thumb hovered over the symbol and finally pressed it. However, my cell phone was still in my hand even after I answered the call.

"Sumi?" I heard Yeonjun's voice through the small speaker of my cell phone, which I should actually be pressing to my ear.

"I know you are there." I heard him again as my heart threatened to explode and my stomach twisted.

I slowly brought my phone to my ear and swallowed thickly. This would be my first call with him.

"Yes...yes...I'm here." I stuttered into my phone. I heard a quiet laugh coming from my cell phone.

"Could you maybe reply to my messages and not just read them?" Yeonjun asked. His voice put me in a strange state of... hypnosis? I don't know how to describe it better. His deep voice made me jittery.

"Yes...guilty."

"To be honest, I had already thought of something really great, how to persuade you, where did the insight come from so suddenly?"

I swallowed as I had to close my eyes and give in to the goosebumps on my skin. My thighs rubbed together impatiently as my brain became a jumble of thoughts. Everything in my head was about yesterday. About...the sex with Yeonjun.

"Potato? Still there?" I heard him ask as I literally felt my core screaming for attention. And the feeling was back...I felt really bad...my conscience felt really bad, but something else felt really good...for my heart, my skin, my adrenaline, my mind and every cell in my goddamn body.

"Yeonjun?" I asked into the receiver with a shaky voice.

"Is everything ok?" He asked back and I felt myself starting to shake. Without thinking about it for long, I fell backwards.

"I... would like to have you with me right now." I muttered. Then silence on the other end of the line.

"Ah...okay, I can imagine what made you say yes." He said and I could swear his voice alone would make me melt.

Good God, I was horny...that fast? Wasn't yesterday enough for you Sumi?! Freakin' horndog!

"You would like me to be with you right now?" Yeonjun asked. My still closed eyes conjured Yeonjun almost real into my mind.

"Hm-mh...yes." I answered.

"I never thought I'd hear something like that from you." Yeonjun said with a laugh in his voice, which only made me more uneasy.

"Tell me, little one.", he began again and I had to hold my breath at the petname, "What else do you want?"

I let out my breath, a little louder than I intended.

"I think about yesterday all the time." I said honestly.

"What time exactly?"

"To...the...to the sex."

I had to bite my bottom lip as I opened my eyes. Did I really just say that out loud?

"Seems like you really liked it, huh?"

Something brought me back to the here and now. I sat up abruptly.

I definitely wouldn't have phone sex with Yeonjun right now!

"What are you wearing?" Yeonjun asked and I flinched.

"Yeon-Yeonjun! I definitely won't have phone sex with you now!"

"What?", then there was silence until after what felt like a minute he spoke again, "You started it!"

A smile crossed my lips.

"Ok...yes I did but this conversation ends now!" I said.

"You're kidding me..."

"Yeonjun I-"

Suddenly I noticed someone standing next to me. I jumped so hard that I even raised onto my feet.

My heart only began to beat properly again when I recognized my friend's face.

"Sumi?" I heard Yeonjun ask, the phone still pressed to my ear as Yuna looked at me with her jaw dropped. We looked at each other for a while. Nobody said anything.

"Sumi? Is everything okay?" I heard Yeonjun ask again when only one thing came to mind.

Yuna knew it! She knew who I was on the phone with and by the look on her face, she had probably heard me say 'phone sex' too.

"SUMI!?" Yeonjun shouted through the receiver and I came to my senses.

"Yeah, everything's okay...let's...let's talk later." I just said and lowered the phone from my ear. I heard Yeonjun say something else, but not exactly what. Nevertheless, I hung up.

Then my eyes went to Yuna.

We looked at each other in silence as I clutched my phone and tried to think of the best thing to say.

"Please tell me that this wasn't the Yeonjun I think it was." My best friend broke the silence.

Shit! What should I say now?!

"Sumi?" Yuna asked and looked at me as if I had just told her the earth was flat.

"Yuna...I can explain everything..." I began.

Oh yes?! Can you do that Sumi?! Can you do that?!

I slowly raised my hands up, as if I had been asked to do so by the police. Yuna knew who Yeonjun was. She knew that he had made my life difficult. She knew that my parents and Yeonjun's parents were mortal enemies. She knew that Yeonjun was an idiot and she knew that I...actually...hated him.

"Oh yeah?" Yuna asked, raising both eyebrows. My friends eyes were so big and round and everything in her face spoke of helplessness.

"I..." How should I put this in a harmless way?

The ringtone of my cell phone interrupted us. A quick look at the screen proved me that it was Yeonjun again, who also seemed to be a bit confused by my sudden hang up. I quickly pressed the ignore-symbol. First I would have to clarify this with Yuna.

"Yuna...I...that...that was." I started, but when I looked at my best friend's face, I didn't have the heart to lie to her, "Yes...that was Yeonjun. ..THE Choi Yeonjun."

She didn't deserve to be lied to.

Yuna took two steps towards me and put her hand over her mouth.

"Why?" She just asked and to be honest...I couldn't really give her an answer to that.

"I...do you remember that One Night Stand I told you about?" I asked and started scratching the back of my neck.

"No!" Yuna began and dropped her hand again.

I hardly dared to look at her.

"Yes...sort of." I replied and Yuna folded her hands in front of the core as she stared at the floor.

"And...", I started again and she looked up again, "It didn't stay with that one time."

"No!" Yuna just blurted out again and I showed her my teeth. Not in a smile, but in an anxious grimace.

"Yes...yesterday."

"You told me you were with your parents!"

"I'm sorry...I didn't know where this would lead to with him yesterday and didn't feel the need to tell y-"

"He's not forcing you to do it, is he?!" Yuna asked, closing up completely to me.

She clutched my still bare shoulders with her hands.

"What?! No...no it's consensual."

Yuna lowered her hands again.

"But why? I thought you hated him?"

I dropped my head: "Yuna, I can't tell you why... there's just too much that came up lately that I can't quite process it myself."

Then there was a brief silence in which I raised my head to look at her again.

"Do your parents know?"

I winced at the question: "For God's sake, no! They would be so disappointed in me."

"Do you like him now?!"

Then silence again.

Did I like Yeonjun?

The new Yeonjun... somehow yes, the old Yeonjun... after what he revealed to me in his car yesterday... yes... somehow.

I nodded while I still thought. Yuna ran her hands through her hair nervously.

"Wow...that's tough news..." She said as I began to realize what I had just admitted.

I...I liked Yeonjun. And to be honest...very much.

*

I was lying in my bed, looking at my best friend. After we had spoken, fortunately she realized that it was just the way it was. And I was really happy that she didn't act like I was completely crazy. She forced me to go on a double date, if I finally would know what I should call the relationship with Yeonjun.

Yuna had already fallen asleep half an hour ago, but I couldn't seem to find any rest.

I just admitted it earlier...I liked Yeonjun...yes...yes a lot.

But how the hell can I fall so hard for someone after such a damn short amount of time?! We didn't even go on dates...

I exhaled in defeat as I rolled onto my back.

Damn! That's not how it should work. I didn't even know if it was mutual...maybe Yeonjun really just wanted me as a sex toy.

My phone vibrated on my nightstand. I had already turned off the ringtone earlier so as not to wake any of us up.

That's right...I told Yeonjun on the phone earlier that we would talk later. We haven't had that talk yet.

So I grabbed my phone, pulled out the charging cable and turned it on. The message that made my phone vibrate wasn't from Yeonjun, but from my farm game. Nevertheless, my eyes widened all on their own when I saw the 9 missed messages and two calls.

''Oh crap!'' I whispered to myself as I clicked on the messages.

Yeonjun: What's going on?

A missed call.

Yeonjun: Did you just push me away?!🤨

Yeonjun: Has anyone come?

Yeonjun: Are you okay?

The next message came 15 minutes later.

Yeonjun: Hello?

Yeonjun: Can you please call me back?

Yeonjun: I'm worried? Did someone catch us?🫢

Then the second missed call.

Yeonjun: Oh man! Sumi? Please reply!

Then nothing again for a while. It wasn't until 40 minutes later that the next message came.

Yeonjun: ...did...your parents hear us?

The last message came 10 minutes ago was the one which caught my attention the most. He was right! What if Yuna hadn't been Yuna, but my parents.

Well...by the way, they didn't have a key to the dormitory and would never show up at the door unannounced...but still...we have to be more careful.

It was 10:47p.m. now, but if the last message was only 10 minutes old, he might still be awake.

Me: Sorry...I know I said we'd talk again, but Yuna is already asleep. We can write.

I waited a moment, but there was no answer. So I just wrote the next message. If he woke up tomorrow morning, he could read it straight away.

Me: Yuna suddenly stood next to me. I thought she would come later, but unfortunately she was already there... and heard everything.🫤 I can't and don't want to lie to my friend, so I told her everything. She won't tell anyone else. But we have to be more careful!

See you on Friday.🙂

With this message, my desperate expression gave way to a smile. I waited another two minutes, but I didn't get a response, so I put the phone back on the bedside table, plugged in the charging cable and then turned around. Even though I was still thinking about the conversation with Yuna, I eventually fell asleep.

*

Before I knew it, the days were flying by. Even though I occasionally received a few skeptical looks from Yuna when I was choosing my party outfit, I was looking forward to the party. Yeonjun and I hadn't really written intensively in the last two days until Friday, let alone talked on the phone. He had to go back to work on Wednesday, which meant we only replaced the bare essentials. That's why, strangely enough, I was even happier...to see him at Friday.

Finally I was walking across campus. Yeonjun had said he would pick me up straight from university when he got off work today. Yuna didn't let up until she persuaded me to briefly exchange a few words with Yeonjun, so she accompanied me. Today was an unusually mild February day. Well, it was March in 4 days, so that didn't seem quite so unreal.

I had put on my nice jeans, one leg of which was white and the other leg was black. I really liked these jeans because they were something out of the ordinary that I had never seen anyone else wear. Add a simple black crop top and a jacket over it. When Yuna and I arrived at the university parking lot, I looked around curiously for the car in which Yeonjun had picked me up on Monday. Unfortunately I didn't see him yet, so I turned back to Yuna who was looking at me with her arms crossed and a raised eyebrow.

''What is it?'' I asked and Yuna shook her head with a smile.

''You're really happy, huh?'' she asked and I started laughing nervously.

''Not me!'' I murmured and looked away again.

Truthfully, I was kinda nervous. I was excited to go to a party with Yeonjun, and also...to see him again. We haven't seen each other since Tuesday and after I realized that I liked him, my stomach was crumbly, and my adrenaline level was high. My pounding heart was also really fast, which wasn't really calming everything inside me either.

"Hey Sumi, listen.", My friend finally said, catching my attention, "I'll be honest, I don't completely trust Yeonjun. And even though he treated you pretty well the last few times you saw each other...I just want you to know that my Seongu has a car and we can pick you up at any moment, right? I'm just a phone call away."

I started to smile. It was sweet that Yuna cared about me so much. Since I couldn't tell my parents who I was going to a party with, Yuna willingly took on this part. Her boyfriend Seongu and I got along well and he had already agreed to jump if something happened to me. But I didn't believe I needed their help. Yeonjun had told me his friend's address where the party would be held, which Yuna had immediately saved.

"Cutie, don't worry, nothing will happen to me, it's not like I'm going to be dragged to an underground club." I said and put a hand on Yuna's shoulder. Yuna and I had checked where the house was on Google Maps earlier. It was a high-rise building in Itaewong...so no need to worry.

"I just want you to be okay." Yuna said and I couldn't help but hug her.

"I'll be fine, don't worry, really." I said in the hug.

When I pulled away from her again, she smiled at me. "If I didn't trust Yeonjun so much...I would never have said yes to the party." I said.

Yuna nodded and took a deep breath. Her eyes wandered over my shoulder as I slipped my hands from her shoulders.

"Speaking of the devil, huh?" She said a little more quietly and finally took another deep breath.

I turned around, my gaze fixed on the university parking area. I actually recognized Yeonjun walking towards us in the twilight. My body seemed unable to help but swallow.

Oh no...my weakness...suits.

He wore white suit pants and a white jacket, which he wore open. The simple black T-shirt underneath provided the perfect contrast. His hair was styled back again, but it seemed like it had been a while since it hung down a little on the sides, but not yet on his face. A small smile on his lips as we took eye contact. The small silver earrings in both of his eyes sparkled at me from time to time.

When he came to a stop in front of us, his gaze switched to Yuna. That gave me time to examine him. His typical perfume wafted up my nose and I had to pull myself together not to hug him.

"Hi." Yeonjun finally broke the silence, when my gaze went back up to him, I noticed that he was looking at me.

"Oh hey." I replied and Yeonjun started to smile a little wider, which I returned.

"Yeah...hey..." Yuna chimed in, both of our eyes going to her.

"Yuna right?" Yeonjun asked and Yuna looked as surprised as I felt. Did he really remember her name? The two had met perhaps three times and during that time I may have mentioned her name only once.

"Yeah right." Yuna muttered, looking beyond confused.

"Sorry, but unfortunately a plus one from a plus one is not allowed." Yeonjun said and looked at me briefly after looking back at Yuna.

"I don't even want to go!" Yuna replied and I thought I saw a small eye roll on her part.

"I only brought her here because I wanted to talk to you for a moment." Yuna explained and Yeonjun put his hands in his pockets expectantly.

"I'm curious." He said and started grinning.

Yuna's eyes flicked to me briefly. Her eyebrows rose briefly and I immediately knew what she wanted to say, namely 'He is unbelievable!'.

Her eyes left me as quickly as they came.

"Make sure she has a good night! Me and my boyfriend are just one of her calls away and we wouldn't hesitate-"

"It's nice of you, but that won't be necessary." Yeonjun interrupted my best friend. Before I knew it, one of his arms was around my waist. He pulled me close and I stumbled sideways into his chest. Yuna's eyes widened.

"I'll take care of her." Yeonjun said and Yuna's jaw dropped. To be honest, I was a bit embarrassed by the whole situation.

"Can we go now?" Yeonjun asked and I looked up at him. We made eye contact and Yeonjun's grin turned into a soft smile.

I broke our eye contact fast and removed his arm from around me as I looked back at Yuna.

"Yes. Don't worry, Yuna." I said to my friend as I saw Yeonjun turn around and start walking out of the corner of my eye. "I love you!" I said before I quickly hugged her again.

"Love you, too. Be careful!" Yuna replied as I turned around and ran after Yeonjun.

I raised my hand and waved at her with a smile as the distance between us grew larger.

Yuna was worried, I could understand that, but I really trusted Yeonjun enough not to kidnap me or put something in my drink.

Yeonjun had parked not far away, when we got into the car and I buckled my seatbelt, I almost felt like I had to apologize for Yuna.

"Why does everyone around you have such a bad impression of me?" Yeonjun began as he started the car.

"She's just worried." I tried to explain. "That wasn't necessary when you stayed with me Monday to tuesday." He said as he slowly pulled out of the parking space.

"Well, she didn't know that I was with you back then." I said something to consider.

"And yet you were back at university safe and sound."

"I'm not worried. Yuna is. She has always been cautious."

Yeonjun glanced at me as the car was parked out and he started to drive off.

"Aha...", he said, "We have to go back to my apartment quickly, I still have to freshen up."

I looked at him again.

"I thought you would leave like that."

"This is my work outfit. You don't dress like that at Taehyun's parties." He replied. I had to briefly consider whether I knew the name he had just told me. I thought he had just written the name when he sent me the address of the party. So it was his friend and the host of the party.

*

Yeonjun was a bit reserved towards me, I noticed that when we were in his apartment. He disappeared into his dressing room without saying anything as I waited in the entryway. Even on the drive to Itaewong he didn't really seem to want to talk much, as my attempts to talk were only followed by short answers. Neither a kiss nor any kind of physical contact. No statement about my outfit...nothing.

I looked at him every now and then in the car. He had replaced the suit from before with a light gray hoodie. Black slightly ripped jeans and a black leather vest. He had just loosened his hair a bit.

"Are you okay?" I asked as we stopped at a traffic light. Yeonjun looked at me. Only the light from the street lamps cast light into the car.

"Hmm..." was all he said as he looked out the windshield again.

"Really? You don't seem to make an impression..at all." I said and Yeonjun's gaze returned. He seemed to be studying me.

"If I tell you, you have to promise not to laugh."

I raised an eyebrow. Finally, the corners of Yeonjun's mouth turned up again: "I'm trying to hold back."

"In what way?" I asked as the traffic light turned green and Yeonjun had to look away again.

"In what way you ask?" Yeonjun asked the counter question as he drove off. I actually thought of something...but did he really mean what I thought?

"You look great! And I'd rather not tell you what I did at night when you weren't there." He confirmed my suspicion.

I quickly looked away as heat rose to my cheeks.

"Oh god, Yeonjun...you're an idiot!" I replied with a laugh in my voice.

"Hey! I just wanted to make it to the party in time." He said with the same laugh in his voice as I shook my head.

Then there was silence again.

"No really, I'm glad you agreed. There's a lot going on at the company at the moment and I need this distraction now, more than you can imagine." Yeonjun interrupted the silence as we turned into a parking garage.

"Do you have tomorrow off?" I asked. My dad sometimes works on Saturdays, so I wasn't sure if Yeonjun might do the same.

"I only work from home on Saturdays." He said as he looked for a parking space. Ok...well at least. If the evening lasted until three or four a.m. today, it would be brutal to get up at 7 a.m. in the morning.

When Yeonjun found a parking lot and parked the car, he looked at me again.

"Sumi?", he began as I unbuckled my seatbelt, "You know you don't have to worry, right?"

I looked at him a bit confused.

Oh...was this still about Yuna?

"Yeonjun, I would never have said yes to this if I didn't trust you." I said with a smile on my lips, which would hopefully reassure him.

Sure enough, Yeonjun started smiling as well and then unbuckled himself.

As we left the parking garage and turned onto the street, I looked around curiously. I've never been in this area before. It almost looked like a restaurant/club mile. Anyway, we walked past three restaurants and a few shops, which were already closed. On the other side of the street there were also colorful advertisements, cafes and shops that didn't exactly look cheap. Quite a few people were walking around on the streets or eating in the restaurants.

"How big is your friend's apartment if he can have a party there?" I asked Yeonjun as I looked at him.

"Quite big...but Taehyun isn't partying at his apartment, he's booked a club." Yeonjun explained and suddenly stopped. He reached out to me before turning into a passage. I quickly ran after him and without thinking about it, grabbed his hand, which he still had outstretched towards me. Yeonjun looked at me a little surprised when I caught up with him. Only when he slowly closed his hand around mine I realized why he looked at me so surprised.

I looked down at our joined hands in shock.

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Sin never tasted so

Chapter 7 - Soft Nights

A TXT Yeonjun Fanfiction from Mrs. Choi-Park

CEO/non-idol/dom/bully!Yeonjun! / Confident/sub/named/fem!Reader!

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[...] "Don't say fuck." She asked and I had to smile.

"What else?"

"Sex...that doesn't sound quite so derogatory."

That was kind of sweet. My heart warmed a little. Her honest eyes sparkled at me and I couldn't help but fall under her spell. Again.

I wrapped my arms around her a little tighter as I leaned forward. There were words on the tip of my tongue that would say more than any gesture in this world…words that were at the same time so risky that they stuck to my tongue.

It felt so good to have Sumi with me, so close, so intimate, so indescribably calming.

Warnings under the cut

Warnings: sex, rough language, sex language, kissing, Different positions, daddy Yeonjun, explicit explanation, naked touching?- I dont know, what else😅MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Please remember that I fully respect the privacy of all K-Pop Idols and that this is just a fantasy. It's not my intention to harm anyone! (I've been a MOA since March 2023)

"Yeonjun?" I heard her soft voice that ran down my ear like honey and pulling me out of my dream land.

"Mh...?" I grumbled as I let my head fall onto her shoulder.

"Why are you suddenly getting hard again?"

I had to laugh. She really didn't seem to understand the effect she had on me.

"I wasn't kidding when I said I wanted to have sex with you all night long." I said back and lifted my head from her shoulder again.

Sumi caught her lower lip between her teeth, which I would have liked to do for her.

"I have to go back to college tomorrow..." She said and I swear my heart exploded. She was so goddamn cute.

So my lips quickly found their way back to hers.

The kiss quickly became deeper. My hands flew down her back to her ass, which I gave a quick slap.

Sumi immediately tensed up and I smiled into the kiss.

She tasted so sweet, so sensually divine...I wanted her to move again. So I slapped her butt again. It wasn't strong, but the clap echoed through my apartment. Sumi moaned into my mouth and I willingly devoured her sound.

I remembered her request. She wanted me to be dominant...then she should get it!

“On all fours!" I demanded as we separated to take a breath.

I wanted to try every position with her, no matter how dirty it seemed...I wanted to take us both to heaven…nothing more and nothing less.

"What?" Sumi asked and we made eye contact. I swallowed and prayed to God she really wanted me to be dominant.

So I pushed her hips away from me so that I came out of her wonderfully hot center. Careful I wouldn't push her off of the couch, I pushed her to the side. Sumi fell onto the couch with her left shoulder and looked at me a little surprised.

I climbed back onto the couch with my legs, grabbed her hips and skillfully turned her so that her round and damn perfect ass was facing me.

"Yeonjun!" She uttered in surprise as I positioned myself behind her and clamped my hard cock between her butt cheeks.

"Baby, didn't we agree on a name?" I murmured before I began pushing and pulling my erection between her ass cheeks.

That alone felt almost too much. I caught my bottom lip between my teeth. The sight before me was way too sinful.

"You...you want to do it like that?" Sumi asked, turning her head back towards me. We made eye contact.

"On all fours!" I demanded again, making sure my voice sounded a little more threatening.

Sumi seemed to study me briefly before turning her head forward and pushing her hips up higher. Her chest remained on the sofa, which only made the image in front of me even more insane.

“Fuck, Sumi, you’re so incredibly sexy!" I whispered as I gave her another slap on the butt, now a little harder than before. I heard her whimper and I had to grin.

My hand flew around my erection. I couldn't resist moving it up and down as my second hand moved down Sumis back. "Say it! Who am I?"

"Daddy!"

I was surprised at her quick response. My hand on her stopped at the back of her neck. The ends of her hair there were damp. We were both sweating profusely.

"Good girl. Do you want Daddy to make you feel good?” I whispered. I was starting to like the idea of being called by that name.

"...Yes..." I heard Sumi quietly, so I leaned my upper body over her. While I made myself even harder with my hand.

"You need to speak louder." I whispered in her ear. I felt her thrust her hips towards me as she whimpered again.

"I...feel empty, Daddy." Sumi murmured, apparently a little shy. I licked my lips before letting my front teeth scrape across her shoulder.

I thought I heard her swearing.

"Poor girl, you feel empty? Got nothing in you, huh?” I whispered in her ear again and Sumi nodded.

Even though I didn't see her expression, I still knew what she must look like right now. Impatient, pleading... submissive sexy.

"Do you want Daddy to fill you so you can see stars?" I asked.

"God! Yes Yeon-...Daddy I need you!" Sumi moaned. I needed her too.

Immediately my hand on my cock positioned my tip at her entrance.

I arched my upper body back as I slowly pushed into her.

And God, the feeling of her welcoming me into her was heavenly.

Her soft, wet walls twitched around me. Her tight heat enclosed me perfectly. She really was made for me.

I quickly sank deeper and had to hang my head. On the one hand because I wanted to see myself disappearing into her and on the other hand because it felt so incredibly good...Like she was sucking me in.

"Shit Sumi, this is crazy!" I muttered as I closed my eyes to concentrate on not cumming too quickly. It took me a moment to get myself under control before I opened my eyes again and admired the sensual image before me. My fingers dug deeper into the skin of her hips on their own.

“Gooooooood Yeonjun!” she moaned as I slowly pulled out of her again.

"What was that?" I asked, signing my question with another slap on her butt. She immediately pushed her hips towards me more, bringing me a little deeper into her again.

"Daddy!" She moaned again and I had to grin. I would be lying if I said the name didn't turn me on, but she really really seemed to like it when I was dominant.

I thrust my pelvis forward again, deeper into her pulsating wetness.

Then I ran my hands down her sides until my chest touched her back.

Sumi whimpered like a wounded deer beneath me as I breathed into her ear and pulled my pelvis back again.

Damn I felt her so close and real to me. I felt her wet skin and the heat of her body. I was about to dive completely into her sensuality as my pelvis jerked forward again.

"Tell me your naughtiest fantasy, I'll make it come true!" I murmured in her ear as I pulled my pelvis back again.

The feeling inside me was difficult to describe. I was no longer just chasing my climax, but hers. I wanted her to feel so good that she would forget everything. I wanted her to cum so hard around me, that she would never think of any other boy than me.

My pelvis became faster as I braced myself on either side of her, no longer able to hold my body without support. Lost in her heat and her sounds, her smell and her body.

Sumi didn't answer and just as I was about to say something, I felt her small hand over mine. She pulled it far forward and finally bent it to her throat.

"Choke me!" I heard her and I lost touch to reality. The beast in me took over again. Instantly the pace of my pelvis doubled as I lined my hand to the base of her neck and squeezed lightly, experimentally.

Sumi immediately became louder. She lifted her head back and I buried my nose into her hair.

Fuck, that was by far...very far the best sex of my life.

I didn't squeeze her throat hard. When I thought it was getting too hard I immediately let go of her briefly, waited two breaths and enclosed her small throat again.

I noticed Sumi getting wetter than before and I felt myself starting to twitch uncontrollably inside her. I couldn't even breathe properly as Sumi throbbed around me more and more.

If the couch is moved tomorrow I wouldn't be surprised. I no longer had control of my pelvis. I fucked her so hard the sofa was shaking.

"So good-Ah! Fuck! Just a little more!" Sumi moaned. Her pelvis collided sinfully loudly with mine. The wet slaps of our bodies only turned me on even more.

"Cum! Cum around me!" I whispered into her red blushing ear.

“Oh god, Yeonjun-fuck-ah!” Sumi moaned so loudly that I was afraid my neighbors would hear her.

I squeezed her neck a little tighter again and started nibbling on her ear.

"Yeonjun-ah! I'm coming! Daddy! I-ah I cuUUUMM!" and I felt it clearly.

She twitched violently, my sign to let go, too. That didn't take very long. All it took was four or five thrusts to reach my own climax.

I could get used to the feeling of cumming deep inside her. The way her tight, twitching walls were...I couldn't describe it any other way...milking me was too good to be true. The way our juices mixed and my body reacted to it - incredible. So intense, so strong.

Sumis hips sank as I lowered my upper body onto her, gasping for air.

I felt my strength vanishing, my heart would have an attack if I continued to give in to this feeling inside me. In front of my closed eyes, things crackled brighter and darker every now and then.

"Yeonjun..." Sumi pulled me out of my world of strong feelings and I supported myself a little more.

Only then did I realize that I was still holding her throat. I quickly released my hand and rested it next to her shoulder.

As a result, I lifted up with the last of my strength in my arms and pulled myself out of her.

That was it...I didn't think I could get hard again. I quickly sat down because my arms felt like jelly.

"Is everything okay?" I asked as I wiped my damp hair from my forehead.

Sumi lay in front of me as if she were dead, the only thing that convinced me that she wasn't was her rapid breathing.

"I...hah...I'm...hah...fine." she gave me an answer and I had to smile. She was probably even weaker than I was right now.

After all, that was really good, intense sex.

Tonight I would be able to sleep well and I would somehow manage to get Sumi into my bed so that we could sleep together, because the feeling of having to hug her grew within me.

Sumi POV:

I saw stars. Everything around me was spinning. My muscles weren't really working anymore. I thought about getting up, but I couldn't. So I lay motionless on Yeonjun's sofa.

"Are you sure you're okay?" I heard his voice quietly. Then his hands on the backs of my knees, which slowly moved higher.

Oh no!

Please not another round!

I wouldn't be able to do that physically and mentally!

“Yeonjun, I...hah...can’t do it anymore!" I protested as I at least lifted my head and turned to him.

He smiled warmly at me: "Don't worry little one, me neither."

His hands went back down and then back up again. I allowed myself to close my eyes and hang my head again.

His touch was unexpectedly gentle and warming.

I heard Yeonjun's breathing slowly calming down. I also managed to quickly get my breathing back under control. But unfortunately I then noticed how incredibly tired my eyes were.

"Are you still hungry?" I heard Yeonjun as his hands got stuck in the back of my knees.

"Mhhh!" I simply replied, which made Yeonjun chuckle.

I heard him moving behind me, shortly afterwards I noticed something above me. Something fluffy that covered my entire body. Tired, I raised my head again and turned back to Yeonjun. A light, soft blanket lay over me and Yeonjun was just putting on his boxers.

"I'll order quickly." He muttered after adjusting his boxers and grabbing his phone.

The blanket above me gave me such an indescribably calming feeling that I found the strength to turn around on my back.

I didn't know what that was or what we had just done here again, but I didn't…really wanted to run away. I felt tired but safe. The big blanket above me was so cozy, so that I could fall asleep easily...and happily.

My eyes wouldn't leave the man at the end of the sofa. His hair was messy and damp at the back of his neck. Under the soft lighting in the room, his skin shone across his lean, muscular body.

Yeonjun's eyes found mine after a moment: "What pizza do you want?"

"Just order me a salami pizza." I said and Yeonjun grinned sideways before looking at his display again.

The moment just didn't seem real, as if we had just had incredible, breathtaking sex. It felt sureal.

When Yeonjun finally put his phone away, my head was flooding with thoughts again.

-Hopefully our parents would never find out!

-Why did that feel so good?

-Why was Yeonjun so incredibly attractive right now?

-Did I really just do that because of a deal?

"Hey!", Yeonjun brought me out of my thoughts, "Stop thinking so much."

His eyes were bigger than usual.

"If you think too much again, you'll regret it again." He said gently.

I smiled before closing my eyes and exhaling in defeat. Was I really that easy to read?

Shortly afterwards I felt a large hand on mine. I opened my eyes the moment Yeonjun leaned over me and placed my hand on his cheek.

"I don't want you to regret it, come on." He grumbled as his chest lowered to my thighs.

He rested his chin just above my middle: "Well, I thought it was great."

I giggled as I placed my second hand on his free cheek.

"Don't worry...I don't think I’ll regret that." I said and Yeonjuns eyes flashed.

He immediately raised himself to his forearms: "Really?"

Ok...that was...kinda sweet.

I simply nodded before brushing some strands of hair from his forehead.

There was a brief silence between us as I tried to fix his hair.

"Sumi?" He finally asked quietly as I pulled my hands out of his hair and we looked at each other.

"Hm?"

"Slide over."

I raised an eyebrow as Yeonjun straightened further. I hesitantly moved a little closer to the back of the sofa.

He immediately climbed onto the spot which I had freed and layed down next to me.

I looked at him confused. I wasn't expecting that at all.

"What?" Yeonjun asked. The gentle smile on his lips invited me to snuggle up to him.

Wait…was I actually just thinking about that. Well I mean we just had sex…the line of physical contact...was overcome anyway.

"I heard girls were into aftercare." Yeonjun murmured and shortly afterwards I noticed his big hand above the blanket on my waist.

Somehow I knew what he was planning to do when he told me to make room. Plus, aftercare really sounded heavenly. That might make the sex seem even less like a quick fuck...

Feeling the warmth of his hand, I turned completely onto the side and closed my eyes.

Why not giving in?

I slowly jerked my head closer to Yeonjun.

It didn't take long before I felt his forehead against mine. His warm, calm breath gently brushed against my face. His hair tickled my forehead, but the feeling of snuggling even closer to him grew.

My head seemed to be the last part of my body that still felt uncomfortable being so close to him, but every cell in the rest of my body sank deeper into the warmth of his body, which was so close to me.

Yeonjun's arm slowly moved further around me.

"If you like, I can also run a bath." He murmured quietly and pulled me closer to him.

I finally buried my nose under his cheek and took a deep breath.

"I just want to lie here." I said. The words came out of my mouth in a blur. The tiredness inside me was only increased by his body heat. When Yeonjun finally started drawing small circles on my back, my eyes became so heavy that I could fell asleep right there.

I never thought I would feel...honestly...so…so comfortable in Yeonjun's arms.

"The pizza won't be here for another 30-40 minutes. You can sleep until then." Yeonjun whispered and gave me a kiss on the forehead.

My heart fluttered and I had to swallow my joy. I just felt so incredibly good, so liberated, so carefree, like I never have to worry about anything in the whole wide world ever again. The security that Yeonjun gave me in that moment was almost as satisfying as the sex.

With this good feeling, I felt myself sinking into dreamland with a smile on my lips.

*

"Sumi?" I heard a voice that enveloped my ear canal like soft velvets.

I blinked a few times as a warm hand lightly stroked my shoulder.

The first thing I saw was anything but a shock. Yeonjun was still lying next to me. A smile on his lips and eyes that looked at me so gently that I wanted to go back snuggling into his chest and continued sleeping, but Yeonjun interrupted my train of thought: "The pizza is here. You're probably still hungry, right?"

I blinked up at him sleepily: ''Hm?''

Yeonjun's smile widened a little before he straightened up and sat down with his back facing me.

''Pizza.'' he dragged out the word.

I rubbed my eyes as I slowly propped myself up on one forearm. My body felt sleepy.

''Here.'' Yeonjun said and I looked at him. He had a black clothing in his hand which he handed to me. ''Put something on, I want to eat and not get horny again.'' He murmured as he held the material closer to me. His eyes wandered down at me and only then I noticed that the blanket above me was no longer covering my breasts.

I quickly grabbed the black fabric and unfolded it.

I heard Yeonjun chuckle softly as he turned around and leaned over to the small coffee table.

While he was busy at the table, I put on the black T-shirt that was way too big for me and probably belonged to Yeonjun. He was also dressed, the same gray sweatpants with pieces of camouflage sewn into them and a white T-shirt with the sleeves rolled up a little.

Then an unknown smell hit my nose, which smelled a lot like pizza.

''I hope you drink Fanta.'' Yeonjun spoke up and turned to me.

''Hm? Yes, of course.'’ I retorted as I sit up. Since I still didn't have any underwear on, I pulled the blanket with me and finally put it around my waist, when my feet touched the ground.

On the small table in front of us were two pizza boxes that Yeonjun had already opened. And two glasses in which he just filled some Fanta.

''How long did I sleep?'' I asked as I ran my hand through my hair to fix it a bit. Yeonjun clicked on his phone next to his pizza box.

''It's 8:70 p.m. I don't know when you fell asleep.'' he said. My gaze lingered on him, even as he picked up his glass and took a sip.

So the idea of spending the night with him... seemed to become a reality after all.

Without saying a word, Yeonjun grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. Shortly afterwards he looked at me and raised an eyebrow since my eyes were still on him.

''What?'' he asked and I had to shake my head briefly.

''Nothing...everything's good.'' I replied as my eyes fell on my salami pizza.

It was really surreal to fall asleep here on Yeonjun's sofa and wake up again next to him. I still don't have the feeling like I wanted to run away.

''Do you feel like watching a movie again?'' Yeonjun asked as I separated the first slice from my pizza.

''I do not care. Look at what you want, I just want to eat." I said before taking my first bite. Yeonjun had a broccoli and chicken pizza, with a lot of cheese that looked pretty tasty too.

''Do you want to taste it?'' he asked when he noticed my eyes on his pizza.

My eyes went back up to him as I took my second bite. Yeonjun started to smile.

''Yes or no?'' he asked and my eyes fell back on his pizza. Before I even said a word, Yeonjun separated a piece of his pizza and placed it on the spot of my pizza, whose piece I was currently holding in my hand. Immediately afterwards he tore off a piece of my pizza and put it in his box.

''Hey!'' I protested.

''I just gave you something of mine, I deserve a piece of yours!'' he mumbled back before taking a piece of his pizza and taking a bite.

My gaze lingered on him for a moment before I took my next bite.

''Yeonjun?''

''Hm?''

''Were you serious before?'' I asked and Yeonjun's eyes shifted to me.

''What exactly?'' he asked and I put down my small remaining pizza slice.

''That...if we take over our parents' companies, we'll merge?''

Yeonjun began to grin with full cheeks before staring back at the TV.

''We already have merged.'' he said after swallowing his bite of pizza. I raised an eyebrow. Now what did he mean by that?

''I told you about the hook. If you liked it, we'll join forces," he said and I felt heat rising to my cheeks.

''I'm assuming you liked it.'' Yeonjun jokes, playfully poking me in the side as I grabbed my pizza slice again and stuffed it all in my mouth, in order not to respond to Yeonjun's statement.

*

I brushed my freshly blow-dried hair. Unfortunately, my hair smelled like men's shampoo, but I was glad that Yeonjun allowed me to wash my hair with his shampoo anyway. Then I wouldn't have to frantically do this in the dorm tomorrow morning. After all, I would be sleeping here tonight and probably arriving at the dorm at the last minute tomorrow. The black T-shirt that Yeonjun had given me earlier, which was far too big for me, hung loosely on my freshly showered body. I only wore my underwear underneath. I looked at myself in the mirror.

I already didn't like the dark red spot on my lower neck. I already didn't like the dark red spot on my lower neck. I'll have to hide it somehow for the next few days. Absent minded about what options there were to cover up this hickey, I touched the sore spot. My cheeks became noticeably redder as I almost felt Yeonjun's teeth in that spot again. I had to take a breath and drop my hand again.

Oh man! You're such an idiot, Sumi! Don't be so horny all the time!

I tried to concentrate on something else as I continued to brush through my already straight, tangled-free hair.

I had washed off my make-up, so the growing dark circles under my eyes were clearly visible. Yet the whites of my eyes shone clear and bright. My lips seemed darker than normal...so...to be honest I looked pretty good...even without make-up...which was pretty rare.

I had brushed my teeth with Yeonjun earlier. He was kind enough to give me his spare toothbrush, which was still packed. I took another deep breath and placed the brush in my hand down.

I would sleep in Yeonjun's bed...with Yeonjun right next to me. I never thought it would ever come to this. Still, deep down I seemed to like the idea. So it didn't feel like it was a quickie or I was a slut who gave herself up to everyone.

So I slowly turned around and walked towards the exit of the bathroom, which, like the rest of Yeonjun's apartment, was neat and nicely decorated.

I turned off the light and stepped out of the bathroom. The only light came from the bedroom, whose door was wide open and right next to the bathroom.

With bare feet I padded across the bright tiles and stopped in the entrance to the bedroom.

Yeonjun was lying on the bed, under the dark brown blanket, one arm tucked behind his head, the other scrolling through his phone. When he noticed me, he looked up.

His bed was big enough to fit three people. And the space next to him looked invitingly cozy.

''What is it potato? Not tired yet?'' Yeonjun asked, pulling my gaze from the free half of the bed to him. He grinned at me. The phone lay flat on his stomach, his hand over it.

''No...I...'' I mumbled, lost in thought as I carefully made my way further into the room, looking at the side of the bed that seemed to be intended for me.

Would I really lie down next to Yeonjun right now?

Well, I guessed...what we had already done was more intimate than laying down next to him and sleeping. Plus, the bed was big enough so there wouldn't be too much body contact.

''Close the door behind you.'' Yeonjun asked and I raised my gaze to him again. He just put his phone on the nightstand next to him.

''I sleep better when the door is closed.'' he continued as I was already closing the door and thus locked myself in here.

I gathered courage and walked quickly to the bed.

I folded the blanket over so I could lie down on the mattress and was surprised at how much it gave way under me. I couldn't stop the little surprised noise that escaped me. I heard Yeonjun giggle behind me.

''Oh yes, I should have warned you, this is a waterbed.'' he explained as I put my hand next to my hip and pressed on the mattress. Could you even call it that? Mattress...?

It gave in under my hand, rocking the pillows in the process. I had to smile. That felt good. Although I had never slept on a waterbed in my life, I was immediately sure that I would sleep well here.

''I thought you wouldn't come out of the bathroom at all.'' Yeonjun mumbled. I heard him turn next to me and I looked at him.

He had turned onto his right side and thus towards me. He had one arm tucked under his cheek. His pitch-black hair hung tangled over his pillow and over his forehead. His dark eyes seemed so inviting that I just had to fall into the pillows. With my back to him, of course.

His gaze was just too strangely warm that I had to avoid it. I snuggled up in the blanket and made myself comfortable on the large pillow, which was covered in a cream-colored cover and smelled like it had been freshly washed. The water mattress gave way beneath me, rocking my entire body back and forth.

''I won't turn off the light until you turn to me.'' I heard Yeonjun's quiet, deep voice. Immediately afterwards a hand above the blanket on my waist.

I narrowed my eyes. Even though Yeonjun's warmth on the couch earlier was so inviting and soothing...it seemed to be something different now.

At least that's what my head thought.

''Yeonjun?''

''Hm?''

''I want to sleep and not cuddle with you.''

Then a short silence. Then I heard the rustling of bedding behind me. I jumped violently, when I suddenly felt Yeonjun's breathing in my ear.

''Little one...we had sex, do you think cuddling is that bad now?” he whispered softly in my ear. When I immediately felt his warm tongue on the outside of my ear, I suddenly turned on my back. My gaze was immediately caught by Yeonjun's dark, warm eyes.

''I don't want to risk you getting hard again.'' I said and put a hand on his chest. I would be lying if I said I wasn't turned on by the position of him currently towering over me at my side.

His hair fell fluffy over his forehead and ended just above his eyelashes. And those big, dark eyes were so damn inviting.

''We both have to accept the risk.'' he murmured as he got closer to my face. The warmth of his large body against my side gave me a pleasant goosebump.

Before I knew it, his warm, full lips were on mine. My eyes immediately closed. It was strange how quickly my body gave way under him and how my heart beat faster every time he is close to me.

The kiss wasn't deep or long, but it left me feeling like I was under hypnosis.

''Don't worry, I've had enough for today. I really just want to cuddle." He said as the tip of his nose traced small circles across my cheek. I couldn't help but smile.

I never thought Yeonjun would be such a softie.

''Okay, fine. Then spoon me from behind. I'm just lying comfortably." I gave in and opened my eyes again, as Yeonjun's body heat left me.

I just saw him curl onto his side of the bed and turn off the light switch on the wall.

The darkness immediately enveloped us. Not even a small light shone through the drawn curtains. Everything was so quiet except for the rolling and rustling that came from Yeonjun's direction. I also turned back onto my right side and immediately found a comfortable position.

Shortly afterwards I felt a cool breeze on my back. It was definitely the blanket that was lifting, because I felt Yeonjun's warm chest without a blanket between us, on my back. Shortly afterwards, his actually quite cold hand wrapped itself around my stomach and pressed me close to him.

I giggled as I felt the tips of his bangs against my neck.

''See. It's not so bad, huh?" Yeonjun murmured and pressed a small kiss to my left shoulder.

''Yes...if you stop talking now, I can even sleep." I mumbled back and Yeonjun giggled softly before I heard him take a deep breath. His arm around me relaxed slightly as his knees rose and tangled slightly with mine.

I couldn't get the smile off my face even if I tried. It was actually nice to lie with him like that. I felt...safe? Was that the best word to describe my emotional state?

Suddenly Yeonjuns fingers traced gentle patterns across my stomach and that's when I knew it.

It was the right word.

Safe...

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Chapter 6 - Good God

A TXT Yeonjun Fanfiction from Mrs. Choi-Park

CEO/non-idol/dom/bully!Yeonjun! / Confident/sub/named/fem!Reader!

Previous Chapter:

[...] Suddenly Yeonjun pushed me over. I fell flat with my back on the sofa. When I opened my eyes I saw Yeonjun above me. He had trapped me between his arms, either side of my shoulders.

"Promised!" He murmured before his face came closer to mine.

Oh good! I didn't think it would happen so quickly! He really was after me like a predator.

Yeonjuns soft lips pressed against mine more carefully than before and I felt my heart skip a beat.

Just this night...then never again! - I do it - One more event in life that I regret before my life would change for the better, I could do that much!

Warnings under the cut!

Warnings: sex, rough language, sex language, kissing, Different positions, blow job, naked touching?- I dont know, what else😅MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Please remember that I fully respect the privacy of all K-Pop Idols and that this is just a fantasy. It's not my intention to harm anyone! (I've been a MOA since March 2023)

His tongue was warm and his breath hot as we deepened our kiss. I was still hesitant. My hands were still fiddling with the fabric of my sweater on my stomach. Yeonjun seemed to notice my hesitation because he pulled away from me. His eyes wandered down to my hands.

"Let go, Sumi!" Yeonjun murmured and a cold shiver ran down my spine. The way my name rolled off of his tongue was strangely hot.

Yeonjuns hands wandered over my shoulders and over my arms before he lifted them and deftly sneaked under them. So my arms were wrapped around his shoulders.

"You have to let go." Yeonjun grumbled before placing a kiss on my cheek and then trailing down my jaw to my sensitive neck.

I wasn't just warm - No, I was literally sweating. But something inside me held back the big fire. That addicting fire.

Suddenly Yeonjun bit the muscle in my neck relatively hard, which tickled the first loud moan out of me.

"Come on, I know you want it." Yeonjun grumbled against my neck and then finally licked the spot he had bitten.

My heart began to beat faster against my chest. Feeling his teeth so close to my skin and the thought that he could bite again at any moment surprisingly turned me on.

The strand that held back the fire became thinner.

"Do that again!" I begged as I let my hands slide into his hair.

"You like it when I bite you?" Yeonjun whispered in my ear before he started nibbling on my earlobe.

I caught my bottom lip between my teeth. Through my ex I knew that I would rather fill the sub role in bed. Unfortunately, my ex was never able to give me the Dom role that I imagined in my craziest dreams.

Ok Sumi, now you have the chance to test out your dirty dreams. Maybe Yeonjun would blossom in the Dom role.

"Bite me, claw into me, hold me down, do whatever you want - Be as dominant as you want to be!" I admitted what I really wanted and Yeonjun appeared in front of me. His eyes widened in surprise.

"Otherwise I can't let go." I stuck to my statement that I wouldn't seem that crazy.

Then Yeonjun started smiling. Shortly afterwards he sat up. My hands fell from his hair.

Suddenly he grabbed my legs and pulled them apart so that he could place himself between me.

"You want me to be dominant?" He asked and grabbed my hands which he quickly pulled over my head and pinned them there.

I had to take a deep breath...oh god...was it the wrong idea to ask him to do that?

His face stopped close to mine as he pinned both of my hands under one of his big hands.

"Then call me daddy, babygirl!" He growled before I felt the hard bulge under his sweatpants pressing against my center.

Damn he was getting hard fast.

His face disappeared back into my neck, then immediately another pain caused by his teeth.

The strand broke and I felt myself falling and a spark exploded into a fire inside me.

Yes! That's exactly what I wanted!

Now I was ready for this. Now I could forgot everything around me. Now I could focus on Yeonjun.

I allowed myself to close my eyes and give in to the fire within me.

Yeonjuns free hand cleverly moved under my sweater and undershirt. His cold fingers gave me goosebumps and I had to moan a little louder as his hand moved higher and higher.

"So you like it when I'm the Dom?" Yeonjun grumbled in my ear.

"Yes!" I shamelessly dropped it straight after.

Then something happened that I didn't expect. Yeonjun sat up between my legs: “Then strip in front of me!”

I looked at him more than confused...he wanted what?

"I won't say it twice!" His voice sounded strangely menacing. I had to swallow as I slowly came up and came to sit in front of Yeonjun.

"Show me your body, little one." Yeonjun whispered. The little hum in his voice made my insides tingle strangely.

I slowly reached for the end of my sweater and finally pulled it over my head.

"More quickly!" Yeonjun demanded as I dropped my sweater next to the chouch.

I had to bite my lip. This moment was both hot and somehow strange. I wanted Yeonjun to be dominant, but strangely enough, I couldn't really shake off my self-confidence towards him. Since forever I had forced myself to stand up against him. And now I was stripping infront of him.

Welcome Ironie.

My undershirt was also quickly removed, as well as my jeans. Now I just sat there in my underwear and waited for Yeonjun to finally touch me.

"Touch yourself!" Yeonjun demanded. Our eyes met.

"Why don't you do it?"

"Oh little one, I want to enjoy this."

"But-"

"You were a bad girl!"

I froze slightly from the intensity of his words. Suddenly Yeonjun grabbed my chin and pulled my head up: “Do you really think you deserve my touch, yet?”

His eyes were a little sharper again: "Show me how much you want me!"

Then he let go of my chin and my gaze fell into his pelvis.

It was clear that he was hard...it was clear what he had asked of me...it was clear that he was still angry deep inside...and that very thought made my fingers curl towards my center.

The fire inside me immediately brightened a bit as I pressed against my clit. I bit my lip as my index finger began to massage my sensitive bundle of nerves still covered by my panties. The first quiet noises quickly escaped me.

"Hmm, that's good." Yeonjun muttered. My gaze wandered up to him again. As I was welcomed by his eyes, a kind of shock went through my veins.

I suddenly realized what I was doing here. His eyes, his closeness, his voice, his warmth were forbidden. The thought alone was so damaging that my body reacted... and there was the forbidden feeling again... that addiction... for more. Good God!

The addiction to these forbidden activities. The daring nature of these actions made me addicted. And I liked it!

I liked it so much!

My head immediately went back to the night that I regretted with pure common sense, but my body longed for it so much in that moment that tears welled up in my eyes.

I remembered Yeonjuns body heat, his lips, his tongue, his touch, his cock and the pain of my first time. Incomprehensibly, the reminder of the pain turned me on the most.

Am I a sadist now?!

I promptly pulled my underwear to the side and fell backwards. Now I lay on my back, legs spread wide, underwear pushed to the side and my heated center in perfect view for Yeonjun.

My fingers immediately found their way to my entrance, where two of them sank deep into me. A loud moan escaped me. Yeonjuns prominent gaze burned onto my body and made me twitch around my two thin fingers. I wanted him to look at me more.

Yeonjuns fingers were bigger, they would reach deeper and fill me better. My second hand found itself on my middle. My fingers immediately flew to my clit as I began to pull my other fingers out of me and slide them right back inside.

"Oh fuck-ah!" I had to moan as the fire inside me created waves.

I fixed my eyes on Yeonjun. His thick black hair fell low over his face, but it was clear that he was looking closely at my fingers. I wanted him to see how hot and wet I was.

I needed something bigger inside me, more, thicker, warmer...I needed him.

“Yeonjun!” I moaned his name and his eyes finally flew up to me. His white teeth flashed at me in a grin. Without another second passing, he took off his t-shirt and leaned over me while my fingers became faster on their own.

Would he finally touch me now?

"What are you thinking about?" He asked quietly and I bit my lip to keep from moaning straight into his face.

My fingers were getting wetter and wetter, when I couldn't take my eyes off of his.

"Tell me!" Yeonjun asked me again and I noticed his fists on either side of my waist. The proximity was driving me insane.

"You!" the word fell out of my mouth and Yeonjuns grin grew wider.

"What exactly about me? Describe it to me.” He murmured before his head disappeared into my neck and I felt his lips against the sensitive skin again. His upper stomach pressed slightly against my wrists, which made my fingers slow down a bit.

“Thinking-mhhh ’bout your fingers!" I said honestly. Through I never felt his fingers down there I imagined how they would feel.

My hand, whose fingers had disappeared into me, wandered from my center and searched for the warmth of his body that was so present above me. I ignored the fact that I was smearing my wetness across his upper back as I tried to get him closer to me.

My body demanded him with an abnormally strong desire. As intense as I never thought would be possible.

"About my fingers?" Yeonjun repeated my statement, as something built up inside me, starting from my index finger on my clit. My head turned off as Yeonjun lifted himself slightly away from me.

The hand on his back clawed into his flesh, hoping to feel him further above me.

"You think about how my fingers would keep pumping into you?” he asked. I heard his words but it was difficult for me to process them. Suddenly I felt one of his hands on my stomach and my finger stopped moving.

My closed eyes opened again, searching for eye contact that I wasn't getting.

Yeonjun lifted a little further away from me again, his gaze followed his hand as it moved steadily downwards.

"Tell me more!" Yeonjun grumbled as his hand disappeared from my stomach and soon landed on my inner thigh.

His gaze finally returned to me: "What else are you thinking about?"

I bit my lip again. I felt myself twitching around nothing. My insides were agitated, as if I was under enormous stress. The fire inside me threatened to burn my skin. I didn't just want his touch, I needed it.

Images flashed before my eyes. About the night I was supposed to regret. But right now I wanted nothing more than to have him back inside me. Filling me up so good.

"At the night..." I said meekly and Yeonjuns hand slipped further down my inner thigh, to where I needed him the most.

"What exactly?"

"The way you-ah filled me!"

My finger speed up as I felt Yeonjuns finger at my entrance.

"Shit Yeonjun! I need you!!" I shouted and closed my eyes again. No longer able to control the fire in me. I threw my pelvis against his fingers and sure enough, two of his fingers found their way into me.

Deep, long, thick...I convulsed around him as my body finally got something it had been waiting for so impatiently.

I noticed two of his fingers on the left and right of my bottom, his thumb pressed against my index finger on my clit. His hand was so huge on me, making me twitch around his fingers again.

"You're so fucking hot!" Yeonjun whispered before his lips found mine.

His fingers began to move, immediately in a very fast rhythm. In and out of me. My index finger flew away and his thumb replaced it, which was so much better.

I moaned into our kiss, which was more than dominant on his part. It almost felt like he would eat me alive. My body felt that he wanted me at least as much as I needed him. So I decided to try something. The hand that had been paying attention to my clitoris moved down Yeonjuns stomach. He stood four feet above me, which made it easy for me to find his middle.

My fingers flew shakily over his erection, which was still hidden under his sweatpants.

Yeonjun pulled away from me and his hand slowed down a bit as I grabbed his cook over his pants.

He kept his eyes closed as he sucked in a sharp breath.

He was really hard under my hand. I also felt his warmth through the fairly thick material.

"Yeonjun..." I mumbled as I let go of him and my hand went to the waistband of his pants. His eyes opened and found mine.

"I really need you…” I admitted as my hand found its way under his pants and underwear. Immediately the back of my fingers hit his hot and hard tip.

Shortly afterwards his hand on me began to pick up speed again.

"Not until you come all over my fingers." He murmured. His face got closer to mine as he hit my clit in the perfect spot.

A loud moan escaped me as his fingers curled inside me, too. He immediately found my G-spot again and I literally melted under him.

"Don’t forget me." Yeonjun muttered. My hand under his pants had stopped as I felt better and better.

Without thinking about it, I pulled his pants down with my other hand until his erection sprung free. Yeonjun let out a grumble, probably because he was no longer prisoned in his tight cover.

He was hot and heavy as I closed my hand around him.

"Fuck Sumi! Cum!" Yeonjun demanded, whose hand was getting faster and faster. I noticed that I was close. The pre-orgasm feeling spread through me, to which I had become so addicted to.

"Yeonjun ah! Yeonjun!" I moaned his name as his free hand flew under my bra and began to knead my left breast. As a result, I started twisting my hand around Yeonjuns length. He was really big, I could barely wrap my little hand around him. He was so warm, hard and angry, twitching now and then.

"Fuck Sumi, I swear I'll fuck you until tomorrow morning!" Yeonjun growled before his lips found mine again. His words sent goosebumps across my body and I let myself fall, swept the last thought of resistance out of my head and came.

The orgasm was strong, I felt like I was flying and falling in free fall at the same time. The climax won't end, as Yeonjuns fingers didn't stop touching me deeply.

The overstimulation quickly set in, Yeonjuns lips still stuck to mine gave me no chance to breathe.

I let my hand fall off of his length and tried to push him away by his shoulders. I managed this surprisingly quickly.

We both pulled away from each other, breathing heavily.

I couldn't find the strength to open my eyes as his hands disappeared from me.

"Good girl, now you join in!” I heard Yeonjun say, shortly afterwards his lips all over my neck, cleavage and shoulders.

This made me grow a weak smile. His kisses were gentle, warm and caring.

"Lift your back!” He finally whispered in my ear and I opened my eyes. I felt his hands crawl under my upper back and I knew what he wanted.

So my last piece of clothing was quickly removed.

"You're so damn sexy!" Yeonjun whispered almost so quietly that I didn't hear him. His body, which was still close above me, moved and I quickly felt his erection on my center.

My body tensed up a bit.

"Don't think I forgot about the blowjob you still owe me, but first I want this!” Yeonjun said as we made eye contact and his pelvis began to move. His hard and angry tip rubbed against my still sensitive clit.

"Yeonjun I think…” Suddenly Yeonjun yanked my arms back over my head and pinned them there with one hand, again.

"Call me Daddy, little one!" He asked again and I had to swallow as my head screamed 'yes' so loudly that I was afraid Yeonjun might hear it.

I nodded quickly as the sensitivity of my clit magically disappeared and it was ready to make me feel good again. Yeonjuns tip sliding over the bundle of nerves again and again increased my bodys readiness.

"Use words, potato." Yeonjun murmured as his face came so close that I felt his breath on my lips.

"Yes...yes Da-daddy." I said a little unsurely about the 'name'.

"Good girl." Yeonjun whispered, he raised his head again and his gaze fell on me.

I felt him grip his length and position himself so that he could slide into me with ease, but he stopped…longer than I thought.

"Shit, I don't have any condoms here." He said and we looked into each other's eyes again.

Just as Yeonjun was about to let go of my hands, over my head, I grabbed his wrist: "I'm on the pill."

Yeonjuns eyes widened.

"I don't think more protection will be necessary.” I muttered. I didn't assume Yeonjun was one to had a sexually transmitted disease, so why not…

Before I could even finish thinking, I felt Yeonjun slide into me.

I sucked in a sharp breath.

He quickly sank deep into me. Strangely enough, even though this was my second time, I felt a slight pain. The second time in my life, the second time with Yeonjun, who I swore I would never end up in bed with again...and here I was.

Fuck he was just too big. Too heavy. Too hot, my body couldn't resist but to just react violently to him.

"Shit, you're made for me...so good…so tight!" Yeonjun grumbled above me.

He started moving slowly and I thought I was going to have a heart attack. I couldn't help it and started moaning loudly. Totally out of sync with his movements, but I felt strange.

I felt warm, my heart restless, my lungs no longer able to absorb air, the feeling inside me was different than before. More present.

"Fuck! Ah Sumi! That feels great!" I heard Yeonjun say, his hand falling from mine. Instead they clawed at my thighs, as he picked up speed. His body still so close to mine that I lost my mind.

My hands immediately clung to his thick hair.

Tears welled up in my eyes, overwhelmed by the feeling within me.

Suddenly I felt Yeonjuns teeth on my neck again and I actually came... the second orgasm came so unexpectedly that I thought I was going to explode.

But Yeonjun didn't stop, he became faster. And my body went into a state that I couldn't describe no other than a permanent orgasm.

Yeonjun lifted himself off of me and deftly swung my legs over his shoulders. The backs of my knees hung on his shoulders. My knees close to my chest. My hands flew out of his hair and I clawed at the first thing I could find - the pillows under and next to my head.

"You won't run away anymore! Did you hear that!?" Yeonjun groaned, apparently completely out of it, at least that's what I thought I read from his expression.

He also seemed to no longer be thinking about the noises coming from him. And it was hot.

The way his voice created his moans and grumbles were music to my ears. I didn't believe that another voice would ever sound so good to me. With each quick thrust, Yeonjun leaned further into my legs. His hands would find my breasts. There he immediately started playing with my nipples, while I felt dizzy.

"Yeon-ah...Da-Daddy! Make me-AHMhhah yours!", I started to moan, "Make me all yours, be evil, take me however you want, be my alpha!"

That seemed to be it for Yeonjun, his deep thrusts became rough.

"Fuck that's so damn hot! I’ll cum soon! Sumi I-ah!" Yeonjun stopped deep inside me. And I felt a warm liquid overflow my insides. Yeonjun came in me...a lot...without a condom...his hot juice filled me up and proved me how good Yeonjun must feel.

The thought was intense. If he felt at least as good as I did...I came. Again.

The third orgasm of the day, triggered by only the thought of me making Yeonjun feel good.

Crazy…just crazy.

"Ah...Sumi." I heard Yeonjun murmur, his voice distant as I was still swimming in the ocean of pleasure.

"I'm gonna stick my seed back in! You should keep it baby! Keep it deep inside!" I heard him say and I felt him move again.

Something quickly pulled me out of the ocean and back into the present. Three orgasms were definitely worth a break. I placed my hands over Yeonjun chest.

"Yeonjun, too much...too much! Wait - I can't take it anymore." I moaned out of breath. The overstimulation was too much to handel.

Yeonjun actually stopped, albeit deep inside me. I opened my watery eyes and we looked at each other.

He let out a defended breath and really let go of me. Yeonjun pulled out and I could finally breath freely again.

Damn what was that? Why did I cum so often?

“On your knees! You still owe me a blow job.” I heard him say. I raised my head, as Yeonjun sat at the edge of the sofa. My eyes went down. He was still standing tall, hard and ready. It was the first real sight of his cook. The dim light of the floor lamp let his cook glistening from our juice.

“Don't just look, come here!” Yeonjun muttered. My eyes went back up at him. He grinned at me. I swallowed hard, then…my body moved from it’s own. I slipped from the Sofa, on the cold ceiling.

“I swear to God, this feels so damn good!” He murmurs, as I got comfortable in front of him.

“Your such a pervert.” I murmured back, finally I had found my voice again.

“I'm afraid to tell you, that you might be right, Potato.” he said, before one of his hands reached out to me. I flinched a bit, but his warm hand on my cheek comforted me soon.

“You know what I regret?” He whispered and my eyes became doe. Probably so doe that Yeonjun had to giggle.

“I regret that I was so dumb to let you go the first night. I should have told you earlier…that”, His gaze went down, “...what I told you in the car.”

We looked at each other again. His eyes searched up my whole face, as I sit still.

“I really don't want you to regret all that.” Before another second passed his lips found mine. His words were endearing. I felt my heart beat a little faster. The kiss was really short but his forehead bumped against mine afterwards.

“I really love being with you.” His lips found mine again and I had to smile into the sweet act.

Really who was he? He isn't the Yeonjun I know. We're he ever so cute?

Suddenly it didn't feel like I would make all this for a contract. It doesn't felt like a quick fuck, that I would regret later, it felt like…it felt good and right.

My heart was beating so fast at this moment.

“It won't go down.” Yeonjun muttered between soft peaks. I had to giggle. I know what he meant.

“Then what should we do against that?” I asked, after I leaned back a little. Yeonjuns thumb on the hand, which was still on my cheek, touched my lips softly.

“You know what I want.” He grinned.

I put my hands on his knees: "Yes, I know that...but I'll be honest...I don't know if I'm good at it."

Yeonjun smiled at me: “There’s only one way we can tell.”

His legs opened in front of me and my eyes couldn't help but wander downwards. Yeonjun leaned back and rested both hands on the corner of the couch next to his hip.

He was really big, definitely bigger than my ex, with whom I had already had a few experiences with blow jobs. He was still glistening with our juices. The red tip told me that there was a lot of blood in it. A thick vein snaked along the underside of his cock, which was generally slightly darker than the rest of Yeonjuns perfect skin.

My tongue automatically licked my lips.

"Just make sure I don't feel any teeth." Yeonjun whispered as my head stopped close to him.

I looked up at him. We immediately made eye contact.

Yeonjun bit his bottom lip at that second: “And look up at me like that.”

I had to smile, but bit back the ‘pervert’ that was on the tip of my tongue and looked back at his member.

"Are you afraid I'll bite it?" I asked as I took my right hand and ran my index finger along the underside of his cock.

Yeonjun immediately twitched under my touch.

"No, you like him too much for that." Yeonjun mumbled as I tapped his tip with my index finger. I looked up at him again.

"Do you think so?" I asked quietly as my hand found its way around him. Yeonjuns eyes narrowed. His shoulders hunched up.

He only nodded.

I slowly slid my hand down on him, so that I only grasped the base of his cock, which wouldn't fit in my mouth anyway. Our juices also made me slide surprisingly well on him.

My eyes went back to his cock, which was screaming for attention.

How could he still be so hard after he came once?

My ex was completely wasted after the first time and even when he was hard...he was still noticeably softer than Yeonjun.

Maybe Yeonjun would have swallowed some blue pills.

I had to giggle briefly at the thought.

"What is it?" Yeonjun asked but immediately inhaled sharply as I began to lick his tip.

He tasted bitter, salty...the mix of our juices tasted...unusually good? I don't think I would describe something like that as tasting good, but actually I was in danger of losing myself in the taste.

"Fuck! You can't imagine how many times I've imagined this.” Yeonjun grumbled as I leaned back a little to wet my lips again. My eyes traveled up to him as I kissed his tip. I felt Yeonjun twitch under my lips.

His gaze was so intense again that I felt smaller. Defenseless and… submissive.

My lips opened on their own at this thought and let Yeonjun slide into my mouth.

"Ah...Sumi!" Yeonjun growled, breaking our eye contact and throwing his head back. He twitched twice in my mouth before I took a deep breath and took him deeper into my mouth.

"Fuckin' God!" Yeonjun moaned as I felt him down my throat pretty quickly. I had to close my eyes to concentrate on suppressing my gag reflex.

God he was really big.

My lips would need at least another inch to touch my fingers, which were still wrapped around the base of his cock.

It was becoming difficult to breathe, so I leaned back a little. However, I still tried to leave my lips around his tip. As I took a deep breath, I swirled my tongue around his tip as I felt myself getting wetter again. I was still full of his cum and it felt…to be honest it felt great. I was proud of myself for taking the anti-baby pill, otherwise I would definitely be pregnant next week, as much as I had in me.

I had to groan quietly at the thought, which I shouldn't have imagined. Why was I even thinking about it? I didn't want to get pregnant…

I let my mouth slide deeper again.

"Baby, look at me!" Yeonjun whispered. His voice was so deep and rough that it gave me goosebumps.

I opened my eyes a crack and squinted up at him as I leaned back again to build up a rhythm. I alway swirling my tongue around his tip as I breathed. Yeonjun was breathing heavily and I saw a small bead of sweat running down his temple.

"You're doing great! Keep it up and I'll cum." He murmured. One of his hands placed on my head and grabbed my hair.

"Fuck, you look so sexy right now!" Yeonjun growled while breathing heavily. I had to pull myself together to not touch myself at that moment. Yeonjun was just turning me on abnormally at this moment.

The bitter taste won the upper hand in my mouth as I began to move my hand in the same rhythm as my mouth. As sorry as I was, I had to close my eyes again as my rhythm quickened and I still had to keep my gag reflex down.

Yeonjun began to moan softly. Shortly after, I felt his hips start to move. His hand in my hair increasingly dictated my speed, as I began to moan myself.

My free hand climbed to my center to give in to my needs. I found my wet clitoris which I began to twist.

Shit, I wanted something inside me again.

"I'm cumming ah- I'm cumming any second!" Yeonjun groaned and I forced myself to open my eyes to look at him.

Would he still be hard after this? Or would I have to satisfy myself, like I always did back then with my ex.

My gag reflex became more and more noticeable as Yeonjun touched the back of my throat almost non-stop.

My eyes began to tear, as I continued stimulating my clitoris. I moaned louder and Yeonjun suddenly exclaimed.

"Fuck! Does it...hah- turn you on so much that-mh you have to touch yourself?” Yeonjun asked with a groan and I nodded as best I could.

Yeonjun started smiling and closed his eyes. "Goddamn!” He growled, his hand pulling me back so far that he fell out of my mouth.

"Sit on my lap! I want to cum in your hot hole!"

Yeonjun POV:

I didn't want to cum in her mouth. The thought that I would come down her throat and she would have to swallow my sperm turned me on, but it would feel way better to cum deep inside her without a condom, again.

Admittedly, she also had my first time in that sense. I had never done it with any girl without a condom. The risk has always been too big for me, but my head didn't seem to care if it was Sumi.

She just looked up at me, a little surprised. My gaze wandered down to her and I felt like I had been attacked by a hungry monster again.

Her body was so perfect...so flawlessly beautiful...so unreal sexy.

"I thought you wanted a blow job?" Sumi finally asked.

Shit, those magical dark green eyes that have always enchanted me were just driving me crazy.

I had to restrain myself from immediately sliding down to her and taking her onto the cold tiles.

"You did your job well, but I don't want to cum in your mouth." I said quietly, afraid that if I spoke louder, the monster in me would gain the upper hand again.

"Come up here, little one!" I murmured, completely lost in her eyes again. I patted my lap and raised my eyebrows.

Sumi seemed a little unsure, but eventually she slowly stood up.

Fuck! Seeing her standing naked in front of me made me want to lick her from bottom to top.

How long I had imagined this, how present her body had clouded my thoughts for the last few days and how much I was after her big, sparkling eyes. I couldn't stop jerking off for the last few days, couldn't stop thinking about her every second. She has always been the perfect girl for me, the one I could never get my hands on.

Seeing her so real and naked in front of me now made the moment so much hotter.

Sumi caught her bottom lip between her teeth as she couldn't seem to stop looking at my penis.

She took a step in front of us then looked into my eyes. That was it for me, I reached out to her, grabbed her waist and jerked her towards me. She stumbled forward and fell into my lap.

Her small, delicate hands found my shoulders as she positioned herself on top of me. Her shins were on either side of my thighs, their hot center pressed flat against my still painfully hard erection.

We looked into each other's eyes and I saw Sumi swallow hard. "What do we do now?" She wanted to know and I had to smile. She was so innocent, so inexperienced, it was sweet somehow.

"Only one position is boring, right?" I said and the corners of Sumis mouth twitched upwards as her gaze fell on both of us.

"Put it in by yourself!” I asked her and, surprisingly, her gaze remained directed down at us.

"How can you still be so hard?" Sumi murmured as my hands slid to her ass all on their own.

Fuck her ass was great! I clawed at her flesh and Sumis eyes finally moved back up to me.

"I want to savor this moment for as long as possible." I said and lifted her butt from me. Sumi seemed surprised that my tip immediately found its right place.

"Sit down!" I grumbled as my eyes also climbed down to us. All I had to do was push my hips up and I would be inside her again. I noticed how my inner self was becoming more restless again. How the beast in me threatened to take over again.

Sumis grip on my shoulders tightened a little. “You think it'll work?" I heard her say before she slowly descended. My heart began to beat harder as my muscles tensed.

My tip slid into her and a slightly louder moan escaped us both.

"Shit why are you so tall?!" Sumi asked, making my eyes wander up to her. I had to giggle, she was so easy to read. Her cheeks turned red so quickly and her eyes started to glaze.

"Thanks for the compliment." I replied as Sumi continued to sink down. She didn't seem to pay any attention to my words as she finally sit still in my lap.

Her hot tightness surrounded me again so perfectly that I started to feel dizy.

I felt something pressing against my tip like it had just before I came inside her. As before, I suspected it was the entrance to her uterus. This thought turned me on so damn much that I had to let my forehead fall against her collarbone, grumbling.

"Damn Yeonjun!" Sumi moaned again and I felt her pelvis move slowly. I got hot and started sweating profusely again as my body released adrenaline in large quantities. The warning that the beast in me was coming back.

I lifted my head from her collarbone and began peppering her neck with kisses as Sumi began rotating her hips in small circles.

Her shoulder immediately rose again. I thought it was cute how sensitive her neck and throat were. My fingers didn't stop digging into the flesh of her ass.

The feeling that enveloped me was too good. The thought of having sex with Sumi was too good. Too good the option of cumming in her without having any kind of protection around me.

The monster gripped my body again and surrounded me with this feeling of...hunger.

I was hungry! - After that feeling, after the daring of our activities, after her...I was hungry for Sumi.

My head became foggy, my senses intensified many times over. Only focusing on the sounds of Sumi and her incredible body.

I realized I was biting her when her insides twitches violently. My arms joined the beast and I lifted her away from me, only to pull her tightly back onto me.

She crashed into me with such force that I pushed clearly through her cervix.

Fuck! I loved that feeling.

The way Sumi started moaning louder was just the go for me to continue. The rotation of her hips didn't stop even as we built up a quick rhythm. I was sure I was marking her neck and collarbones. Destroying her perfect skin to show everyone that she had slept with me. That I was the one who really fucked her the right way.

I wanted more, I wanted to be closer to her, I wanted to touch her everywhere, I wanted her for me and only me.

"Yeonjun!" I finally heard Sumi say my name after another bite. My hungry eyes wandered up to her as I let go of her.

"I think it's-ah better when you are on top!" She moaned. Her eyes were glassy and her lips were so damn red.

"Funny...I think this is better!" I said back and a tear ran from Sumis eye. The next moment she clawed at my hair, pulled my head back and connected our lips in a kiss.

I was more than surprised. That was the first kiss that came from her.

The monster in me went wilder!

Feel good Sumi! Show me how good you feel!

Our tongues swirled around each other. Her fingers sliding through my hair made me mushy. I felt how close I was to my orgasm. How tight the knot in my stomach became and how my balls tingle. I wanted to come with her, so one hand left her butt and moved around her.

"GOOD GOD!" Sumi finally shouted. She jerked her head up as my thumb found her clitoris. Her insides twitches violently, her spongy wet walls became a kind of vacuum and that was it for me. The blowjob before had already worked me up so much that I came faster than I thought.

I tilted my head back as my entire body convulsed violently from the orgasm.

Shit the orgasms with Sumi were intense!

So different than any orgasms I've ever had before. That was probably why I became so addicted to her.

It was so liberating to cum without a condom. So freeing to feel her so intimately around me and so satisfying to cum deep inside her...to fill her with my sperm, which would probably have gotten her pregnant long ago if she didn't take the pill.

Sumis body went limp and she collapsed on top of me. I didn't believe she had cum, at least the twitching on her part didn't feel the same as the twitching when she came.

"So much..." She murmured against my shoulder as I slowly flew down from my climax like a feather in the wind. I felt so damn liberated. I felt something flow down my balls, probably my seed, which was just too much that it flowed out of Sumi again.

"I'm sorry little one, you didn't come, but don't worry, we'll fix it." I whispered in her ear while stroking her back.

"Oh yes? You're just getting softer inside me..." Sumi murmured back. Her voice sounded amused, but her words were a bit disappointed.

"Mh...not long. Just keep moving and I'll get harder again." I said. I still had my eyes closed when Sumi leaned back.

"Don't you need a break?" She asked and I opened one eye.

"Fuck no! I said I'd fuck you until tomorrow morning!" I said and Sumi made a face which now also made me open my second eye.

"Don't say fuck." She asked and I had to smile.

"What else?"

"Sex...that doesn't sound quite so derogatory."

That was kind of sweet. My heart warmed a little. Her honest eyes sparkled at me and I couldn't help but fall under her spell.

Again.

I wrapped my arms around her a little tighter as I leaned forward. There were words on the tip of my tongue that would say more than any gesture in this world…words that were at the same time so risky that they stuck to my tongue.

It felt so good to have Sumi with me, so close, so intimate, so indescribably calming.

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Sin never tasted so...

Chapter 5 - Pact with the devil

A TXT Yeonjun Fanfiction from Mrs. Choi-Park

CEO/non-idol/dom/bully!Yeonjun! / Confident/sub/named/fem!Reader!

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[...] I then fell asleep again in the car, which really surprised my parents. But at least I was out of the hotel now, which to me was more like a cage. I just wasn't used to being so close to Yeonjun anymore. And the fact that we had done such dirty things together didn't help either.

The vacation stressed me out more than my studies…great, actually I really needed a break of that.

Warnings under the cut

Warnings: rough language, bullying, sex language, they kinda hate each other, kind words

Please remember that I fully respect the privacy of all K-Pop Idols and that this is just a fantasy. It's not my intention to harm anyone! (I've been a MOA since March 2023)

Fortunately, I still had a whole weekend before my studies started again. I even managed to push the thought of Yeonjun away quite well, that I didn't even know what had actually come over me in the hotel.

Alcohol! It was the alcohol!

Monday morning, after the first lecture, I had an hour break, which I spent with my best friend Yuna.

Like almost every day, she gushed about her boyfriend and how happy she was with him. And like almost every day, I envy her having someone by her side, with whom she could share her life.

"How was your vacation? Anything special happend?" Yuna suddenly asked out of nowhere. My eyes darted from my apple, in my hand, to her. I looked at her questioningly, my cheeks full. Yuna grinned back, "Or met anyone special?"

I swallowed my apple and cleared my throat: "No! Nobody."

Yunas eyes widened before she grabbed my upper arm: "Oh my goooood!!! Who did you meet? Does he look good? What's his name? Is he sweet?"

"Woah! Why do you think I met someone?"

Yuna grinned: "You're red up to your ears!"

I froze a little: "No, I'm not!"

"Oh Sumi, come on! You can tell me. I can see through you from three meters away anyway!"

I rolled my eyes and took another bite of my apple.

The cafeteria was really empty at that time, a disadvantage if you were trying to find something to distract yourself with.

"SUUUUUUUMIIIIIIIIII!" my friend protested, shaking my arm.

I didn't allow my mind to wander back to the moment I had successfully repressed.

What was that anyway? It hadn't meant anything, so why tell Yuna.

"I had a one night stand." My mouth said while my head was still thinking.

As soon as I heard the words come out of my mouth, I slapped my hand over my mouth so hard that it echoed throughout the cafeteria.

Yuna froze just like me.

Shit! What the hell! Why did I say that?!

"You...what?" It fell out of Yuna and I slowly turned my gaze back to her.

"I... didn't wanted to say that." I admitted and we looked at each other in silence for a while.

"Damn...that was...that was your first time..." she said, who really knew everything about me. Meanwhile I buried my face in my arms.

I knew that...I had given my first time away, on a one night stand...which I really deeply regretted.

"Oh shit...was he...at least careful? I swear, if he was an ass, then I'll search the whole world for him and then kill him!" Yuna made her statement and I raised my head.

There was no chance I would tell her who he was...she knew Yeonjun and grew to hate him like I did.

"It's okay...I honestly don't want to talk about it." I admitted and then there was a brief silence again.

Shortly afterwards I felt my best friend's hand on my back. "It's okay, girl, I'm here for you."

I loved her for those words, but I didn't think I would ever want to talk to her about that.

*

The day was long and hard, the conversation with Yuna this morning had undone my work of repression. Afterwards, my thoughts kept wandering to Yeonjun.

Yes- he was an ass and an idiot, but he had taken something from me that is very valuable to a girl. We were now connected for life... somehow through that and unfortunately I suspected the saying "You'll never forget your first one" was true.

Yeonjun would always be on my mind from now on, even if I tried to suppress it, it had happened.

Lost in thought, I wandered around campus alone, on my way to the dorms. Yuna had another lecture before she promised to distract me as much as possible.

"Sumi!" I heard a piercing voice calling across the campus. I stopped. I couldn't sort out the voice, so I looked around for the source of the voice.

Unfortunately, what my eyes identified as the source of the voice was like a slap in the face.

Yeonjun.

He walked quickly across the campus path, which had been cleared of snow. His deep black jacket, which reached down to the back of his knees, hung open behind his arms. He had put his hands in the pockets of his light gray sweatpants. The cardigan with a green and brown camouflage pattern matched the fabric pieces that were sewn into his pants, as if it had already been torn. He had his thick black hair styled back so that not a single hair hung over his forehead and the silver earring in his right ear and the black and white shoes, you might think he had just come from the catwalk.

I stopped dead in my tracks.

Was I shocked to see Yeonjun on my campus, or did I just not believe my eyes?

Before Yeonjun even got close to me, he started talking: "I would love to behead you! Why would you think of just disappearing like that when we're actually having a conversation?"

What? What was he talking about?

More importantly...WHAT WAS HE DOING HERE!?

When he finally came to a stop a meter in front of me, he looked down at me angrily. His hairstyle only made his features more severe.

"What do you have to say in your defense?" he hissed at me.

I heard whispering behind me, from students who are probably all watching us.

"My vacation was over..." I simply replied to Yeonjun and his eyebrows only furrowed further down. "Our conversation wasn't over yet!" he continued, while I turned around to identify the whispers.

Before I could even make out the faces whispering above us, I felt a large hand on my forearm, jerking me forward.

I made a surprised sound as I was pulled along by Yeonjun. All the way he came.

"Yeonjun! Let go of me! What do you want-"

"Shut up!" He growled. It was clear in his voice that he was angry.

What about? Probably because of the very same reasons that had kept me up at night.

"Where are you going?" I grumbled as I stumbled after him, trying to free myself. He didn't give me an answer and the more I struggled, the tighter his grip became.

"Yeonjun, you're hurting me!" I whined, when I had no choice but to follow him without protest. We left campus quicker than expected and walked through the university parking area.

Yeonjun was an idiot, someone who annoyed me whenever he could, but he was never angry. Seeing him like this now was strangely cold and unfamiliar. I would be lying if I said I wasn't a bit afraid.

Somehow I also felt bad because I knew that I was the source of his anger.

Yeonjun pulled me to a dull gray mid-size Mercedes and finally let me go.

"Hop in!" He prompted and we exchanged a look.

"Why? Do you want to kidnap me now?" I asked and Yeonjun came dangerously close to me.

"I swear, if you keep having such a big mouth, I'll actually do this." He whispered angrily and his eyes flashed evilly at me. I had to swallow.

I didn't seem to have a choice, or at least that's what his sharp eyes told me. My eyes wandered to the car, which appeared to be his.

I had known Yeonjun for ages...but murder or kidnapping were the crimes I would never trust him to commit. He had never physically hurt me.

I exchanged a look with Yeonjun again before giving in and walking around the car to sit in the passenger seat.

Without saying a word we both got into the car and Yeonjun started it afterwards.

"Where are we going?" I asked cautiously as Yeonjun pulled out of the parking lot. His gaze was fixed on the road. He doesn't say a word.

I started chewing on my bottom lip and playing with the belt around my waist.

Man! Like this I had never seen Yeonjun before. Not even in our nastiest arguments.

I had been feeling guilty ever since the day we were at the dance studio.

But what did he expect from me?

I was just trying to do the right thing by avoiding him and the whole sexual tension between us.

"We're going to my apartment to finish what we started once and for all!" Yeonjun suddenly broke the silence. My eyes went to him. His gaze was still fixed on the street.

What...we started...?

Oh God! No! He couldn't really be serious about that.

"Yeonjun-"

"I don't want to hear anything! You wouldn't believe how shitty I've felt these last few days! Think what you want of me - but you brought this on yourself!" He interrupted me as he turned into a street.

"Yeonjun, you can't really be serious! I know I acted like shit, but let's sort this out in peace!" I tried to dissuade him from his crazy thoughts.

"SORT THIS OUT?!" He exclaimed, so loudly that I flinched. His eyes flicked to me briefly. A look that could have killed me.

"Fuck! Do you think I want to discuss with you what has happened and will happen now!?", He asked angrily as he turned into an underground parking lot: "Do you have any idea how fucking angry I am right now?!"

"That's precisely why...we shouldn't...finish...what we started..." I muttered sheepishly as I slumped in my seat. My voice became shaky.

Then nothing came from Yeonjun. I thought about what I could say to change his mind.

Should I just run away? Scream?

"You want to talk?" Yeonjun asked as he turned off the engine and finally turned to me. I looked at him, probably like an injured deer that didn't know where to hide.

"Then talk! You have 30 seconds before I throw you over my shoulder and show you how angry I really am!" he growled. It was probably the last shred of common sense in him.

Shit! But why didn't I just think of anything?

His sharp eyes cut my heart like a blade. The energy he radiated suppressed me, kept me small and my mouth closed.

"Time is ticking!" Yeonjun growled again and I gulped as I looked away from him and stared at the car's handbrake.

Say something Sumi! Say something!!!

"I'm sorry." I said sheepishly and forced myself to look up at him.

The last thing I wanted was to end up in bed with him again. Somehow I had to find a way out of this that would get me back to university.

Yeonjun features actually relaxed, if only for a few split seconds.

"That is the least!" He growled again and I felt my eyes start to burn.

Oh no! No! Get yourself together Sumi! You won't cry now!

I quickly averted my gaze from Yeonjun's fiery eyes.

"I don't know why I even got involved in this. I'm so sorry I gave you the wrong impression.", I raised my eyes to him again, "You're right...I...I liked it. It was consensual. But we both know how wrong that is. Please-"

"Fuck the hell! Who says it's wrong?! We're both damn adults! I don't let my parents tell me what's right and wrong anymore, you shouldn't either!" Yeonjun interjected. His words sounded so sincere that I felt like his anger would be calmed by those words. I looked at him for a few moments. My vision began to blur, another sign of approaching tears.

His words were justified. His feelings were valid...I felt guiltier by the second.

"Okay, I...I have a question for you! Do you hate me?" Yeonjun asked, his eyes visibly softening.

Without blinking, I felt a tear fall from my left eye.

Did I hate him? Well of course...I was raised to hate him. He made my whole life difficult...since then.

"We've known each other forever! Now tell me...when exactly did I give you a reason to hate me?"

"My whole life..."

"No!", Yeonjun raised his hand and closed his eyes for a moment, "Tell me about an event!"

His eyes rested on me again, while the next tear fell from my eyes. I hated the feeling when someone was angry because of me.

"Tell me about an event!" Yeonjun repeated as I wiped my eyes.

"You...stole my lunch for half a year in first grade." I began with a shaky voice.

"Because I saw that the boys in your class spit in your lunch box and smeared boogers." Yeonjun said immediately.

My gaze suddenly snapped up to him.

"What?"

"They stole your lunch box from your backpack." He explained further.

I just winked at him. Was he telling the truth?

"Name something else!" he asked me.

"You...signed up to the same dance club as me just to annoy me." I continued to list.

"The boys in the club were in my class, I heard how they wanted to sabotage you and laugh at you just because you were European...and they were racist."

My eyebrows furrowed.

What? His answers came so quickly that he couldn't have made them up just now.

"We argued every day." I continued to list.

"Think about it...you always started. You never gave me a chance to talk to you normally."

"The nickname, potato."

"You call me an asshole and an idiot... I still think potato is nice."

Then there was silence. I just looked into Yeonjuns eyes, which had softened. His answers were honest but I still couldn't understand what they meant.

"Even that in the hotel now...it wasn't to annoy you or to humiliate you...I've never done anything in my life to block you or humiliate you or keep you down. I made sure that there's only one problem in your life and I took the burden that I would be that problem because...because I have never hated you and will never really hate you. I know you do and the more time passes, the more it becomes my problem...because I just don't want to be...your problem anymore. It is enough for me! It's really enough for me that our parents want to tell us what's right and it's enough for me that you think I'm your problem. I don't want to be anymore...because what we...God damn it! It felt right, okay?! So stop hating me." Yeonjun finished his little speech, which I found difficult to follow.

We looked at each other for a while before my head slowly began to understand. Shortly afterwards, Yeonjuns hand found itself over mine, which was still hanging on my belt.

"Stop hating me, Sumi." Yeonjun whispered. The hope in his voice made my heart skip a beat.

He was serious. I didn't believe he was lying to me...oh nonsense, I've never been so sure that he was so honest ever before.

"Yeonjun..." I started and his gaze returned to me, "I'm telling you, if you're joking right now...it's not funny!"

I left a trailing laugh in my voice to let him know I kind of believed him. Yeonjun started to smile. His warm hand over mine was incredibly calming and comforting.

"I'm dead serious." He confirms to me.

Now I had to start smiling.

"If you promise me that you won't finish what we started upstairs, I'll come with you and we can talk more." I suggested.

Yeonjun seemed to be weighing his options in his head. Finally he let go of my hand and opened the driver's door.

"Then come!" He asked me and got out. I only stayed behind for a short time before I unbuckled myself and got out, too.

*

Yeonjun had disappeared straight into the kitchen when he led me to his apartment on the 6th floor of the 10 floor high building. "You're welcome to look around, I'll make the tea." He called out to me.

However, I stood a little hesitantly in the entrance area of his apartment. I never thought I would ever end up here. This was Yeonjuns apartment.

As soon as he opened the door, I was hit by his smell, which I could never sort out anywhere but it was always somehow pleasant. The apartment was bright, thanks to the floor-to-ceiling windows that you could see as soon as you entered the apartment. However, you had to walk down a small staircase before you got to the level, which gave you access to a small balcony.

I hesitantly walked down the stairs and looked around curiously. Yeonjuns decorating style was surprisingly clean and modern.

The dining table and a small sofa were framed by two large plants. A TV on a modern dark wood TV stand on the wall that interrupted the windows and formed the corner of the room. There was also a plant next to the television in front of the window and next to it there was a glass door that led to the balcony. The thin, light, transparent curtains are drawn everywhere, but still let enough light into the apartment. Due to the small height difference between the entrance and kitchen to the dining/living room. The ceiling only started at a height of four meters. This made the room seem surprisingly large. From down here you could see the rather large kitchen further up through a glass wall, which also made the room appear more open. However, the light tiled floor seemed a bit cold and gave me the feeling of laying out a nice carpet. There were two doors to my left, but I didn't want to enter them without permission. Behind them was a dark wooden sideboard with a large stereo system on it and an abstract picture above it. I was really surprised by the beautiful interior design style.

"Have you looked around?" I heard Yeonjun behind me. I turned to him. He held two cups in his hand, which were slowly steaming. Yeonjun placed the cups on the dining table and then looked at me expectantly.

"Is this your first apartment?" I asked and Yeonjun briefly looked around his apartment: "Yes, why?"

I shook my head: "Your family really doesn't know what to do with all the money."

Yeonjun started laughing: "Why?"

"This is the best first apartment I've ever seen!" I admitted and Yeonjun pulled back a chair before sitting on it.

"Do you like it?" He asked and I dared to sit down next to him.

"Yeah! I mean..." I stretched my arms up and looked around.

Yeonjun laughed slightly again, "Yeah, it's not bad."

Then there was a moment of silence in which Yeonjun pushed my cup towards me and I took a sip.

"So...do you believe me?" Yeonjun asked after what felt like an eternity.

I looked at him for a while before looking at my cup again.

What he said in the car sounded sincere, it was probably the most sincere thing I had ever heard coming out of his mouth.

He was right that what happened in the hotel felt right. It felt good to test the bans and it felt good to let myself go. My body had decided it was right, before my head turned on again and it got wrong.

"Yes." I admitted and looked back at Yeonjun, who soon smiled crookedly at me.

"You still hate me?" He asked and now I smiled crookedly.

"Yeonjun, even though I agree with you that our parents tell us what's wrong and what's right and that you never wanted to be my problem, I still grew up hating you. I can't snap my fingers and suddenly like you." I explained, now it was Yeonjun who looked at his cup.

"Still...", I began, fiddling with the rope of my tea bag, "...Hate is a big word. Maybe we can agree on a more harmless word."

Yeonjun and I simultaneously looked up from our cups and into each others eyes.

"Maybe...I don't know." I started to find a word for what he was to me.

Yeonjun smiled: "I don't care what I am to you, as long as you don't hate me completely anymore I'm fine."

We started laughing slightly again. Afterwards, I took another sip of my tea, which Yeonjun did the same. It tasted sweet and calmed me down further.

"Are you still angry?" I asked after swallowing my tea.

Yeonjun shrugged and nodded shortly after.

Oh man! How was I supposed to make this up to him? It seemed like I had hurt him a lot.

"How can I make it up to you?" I asked and Yeonjun studied my face.

"When is your first class tomorrow?" He asked and a big question mark appeared in my brain.

"At 9, why?"

"Then spend the night here today!" He said and my eyebrows raised of their own accord.

"Yeonjun...I'm trying to avoid being in bed with you again-"

"I didn't talk about that. You should just spend some time with me." He said and I looked at him questioningly.

"I think you have ulterior motives."

"I do have, but I won't force you."

I looked away.

Was that really a good idea? Probably not...but the idea that he was still angry because of me was bad, either.

"Even if we don't do anything sexual, it would be nice to have you here."

My gaze returned to Yeonjun.

"Why?"

"Because I still feel responsible."

I looked him over.

Should I trust him? More importantly - should I trust myself? After all, I always got involved with him pretty quickly.

"Not a singel touch! - Then I'll stay." I made my demands.

"I can't promise that."

"Yeonjun..."

"Okay okay...fine! I'll hold back."

"Thanks!"

*

After Yeonjun showed me the two remaining rooms, his bedroom and bathroom, we sat on the sofa and agreed to watch a Marvel movie.

Antmann and the wasp, I had probably only seen the film twice and was therefore one of the Marvel films that I hardly knew.

The longer the movie went on, the darker it would get outside. Yeonjun and I barely talked, but it was strangely comfortable. After he turned on the floor lamp next to the television, the soft light created a mood that made me tired.

Around the middle of the movie my phone vibrated onto the coffee table in front of us. I grabbed it and looked at the display. Maybe it was someone important.

My display showed me the name of my best friend. I clicked onto the messages and read what she texted me.

Yuna: Where are you? 🫡🤔

I had to smile, as I typed my response.

Me: Don't worry. My parents picked me up, they wanted to discuss something. Sorry, 'should have let you know.

Of course it was a lie, but what should I write instead? That I was with Yeonjun and we watching a movie?! - No...she would be so shocked and worried.

"Who is it?" I heard Yeonjun asking. I looked up at him.

"None of your business." I responded and had to giggle when Yeonjun rolled his eyes and stuffed himself another chip in his mouth. My phone vibrates and I looked at the display again.

Yuna: Huh...yes you should have let me know...I prepared some board games🥲But it's ok, 'can't do anything about it. See u later😘

I smiled again, gave her massage a heart as comment and placing my phone back on the table.

As the film's credits rolled, I allowed myself to close my eyes.

The crunching of chips that I heard from Yeonjuns direction was the dominant sound in the apartment that I focused more and more on.

"Are you sleeping?" I heard Yeonjun ask cautiously and I opened my eyes again to look at him.

"No. But I'm tired." I admitted and Yeonjun glanced at his phone: "It's only 6."

I smiled and closed my eyes again: "I've been up since 6am."

I heard the rustling of the bag of chips in response, so I opened my eyes again. Yeonjun put the bag on the coffee table and then looked at me: "Hungry?"

I nodded.

"What do you want to eat?"

"I don't know...I don't want to empty your kitchen."

Yeonjun smiles and motions with his hand as if he were swatting away a fly: "Say what you want."

He looked at me expectantly as I examined him.

"No matter who you are and what you've done with Yeonjun, you're welcome to stay!" I said and Yeonjun started to smile.

"I murdered him and buried him in the forest." Yeonjun said amused and I had to giggle. Then I rested my head against the back of the sofa.

"Should I order us a pizza?" Yeonjun then asked and I turned my head to him.

"I don't have any money with me."

"Are you serious?"

We both started laughing.

"Pizza would be ok. I'll pay you back someday." I then said and Yeonjun took out his cell phone.

He tapped it, giving me a chance to pattern him.

His hair, still styled back, was driving me crazy. So without thinking, I reached out and quickly ruffled his hair. They felt dull, like there was tons of hairspray in them.

"Hey!" Yeonjun said, trying to stop my hand. But it was too late.

When I withdrew my hands and laughed, they were already parted in the middle over his forehead. Yeonjun fiddled with them again himself.

"It took forever to style it like that!" Yeonjun grumbled before lowering his hands again and looking at me.

That's how I knew him!

It wasn't so cold to sit next to him anymore. His eyes seemed less sharp and his features more familiar.

"You look better like this." I admitted pulling my legs up to my chest. Then I hugged them and rested my cheek on my knees. My gaze was still on Yeonjun, whose eyes seemed so much more inviting, now...so much warmer.

"I thought we agreed on no touching." He said. The smile on his lips gave me a strangely calm, relaxed feeling that made me want to hug him.

Crazy thought! Snap out of it Sumi!

"You are not allowed, there was never any talk of a ban for me." I said and Yeonjun's gaze returned to his display. He shook his head almost imperceptibly.

Fuck...his side profile really hit different. He was really handsome in some way.

"Yeonjun?"

"Hm?"

"Why would you go to bed with me again?"

Yeonjun flinched. His head snapped towards me. He sure understood me, but his eyes flicked over my face, searching for a sight that I was really serious. But I was...I really wanted to know.

"Why are you asking that?" Yeonjun finally asked. I shrugged but didn't answer verbally. Yeonjuns gaze returned to his display. He didn't seem to want to give me an answer either. The soft light from the floor lamp next to the television was the only source of light in the room, which made Yeonjuns face look so much gentler.

"I already told you that I feel responsible."

"Oh...makes sense that you want to go back to bed with me to feel less responsible." I said sarcastically.

Yeonjun's gaze returned to me.

"I already told you the second reason, too." He said and winked at me. I raised my head confused by his gesture. Yeonjun started laughing.

What did he mean?

'It feels different with you!' I remember his words from the dance studio.

Heat rose from my stomach to my ears. I quickly turned my gaze away from him.

Well, admittedly it felt really, really good. Better than with my ex, from whom I had only limited comparison.

"You wanted an answer!" Yeonjun said and caught my gaze again.

"I have a question too.",Yeonjun began, putting his phone back on the couch table.

Had he already ordered?

"Why did you let yourself get involved?" He asked.

I was a little surprised by the question, so I just looked at him.

I had asked myself this question so many times, but never found an answer.

"To be honest, I don't know. Maybe I was just drunk." I said and Yeonjun turned completely to me.

"But not in the dance studio."

"I went for it because I knew it felt good."

"Oh, you knew that?"

"Yeonjun, I already admitted it was good!" I muttered and he just started smiling.

"And why don't you want to get involved in it anymore? Afraid that things could feel good again?"

I rolled my eyes and looked away.

Suddenly I felt his head fall on my shoulder. I automatically tensed up. My eyes wanted to go back to him, but all I saw was his black hair next to me.

"I'm gonna be honest now...", I heard him murmur, "You haven't left my mind for the last three days and I may have used you as a fantasy once too much."

Fantasy? Did...did he jerk off while thinking about me? Okay, that was kind of perverted...

Yeonjuns forehead lifted from my shoulder again, instead he rested his chin on my shoulder.

"Even though it only happened once...well one and a half times, it was too much for me." He murmured right into my ear.

I jerked back so that his head disappeared completely from me. Then we looked at each other.

"You...know that sounds pretty perverted." I said and Yeonjun began to grin.

"Why is it perverse that I can't get you out of my head?

"Oh no! You don't get me out of your head, you don't get my pussy out of your head."

Yeonjun started laughing slightly.

"Maybe." He murmured and luckily leaned back a little.

"Have you ordered pizza yet?" I tried to change the topic because I didn't want to admit to myself that I was getting noticeably warmer. My eyes went to his cell phone on the table.

"I would prefer to keep the topic." Yeonjun said, seeing through what I was trying. My eyes went back to him.

Only then I notice how dark his eyes had become.

"Damn Yeonjun! What do you want to hear from me, you promised not to do anything I don't want." I protested and Yeonjun nodded.

"I know, but it's getting harder and harder."

"Then I should go!" I said and let go of my legs. Immediately after I said that, I felt Yeonjuns hands on my shoulders, jerking me towards him. I couldn't react so quickly as I lay on his chest.

"Stay!" Yeonjun demanded, his voice vibrating into my ear against his chest.

I turned my head up to look at him. However, my body remained completely still against his chest and in his arms.

Yeonjun looked down at me.

"Sorry...I know not a single touch, but I can't help it anymore." He said before I felt his hand on my cheek and immediately his lips on mine.

I winced.

Oh no! That wasn't what we agreed on. - Not what I wanted, so I pulled my head back.

"Yeonjun stop!" I shouted hopefully to his good conscience.

"Damn Sumi, what do I have to do to get you involved with me again?!"

"I'm trying to avoid that..."

Yeonjun looked at me for a while before I freed myself from his grasp.

"I feel like a psycho, when you say that!", He whined and I stood up, "Because I need you so much..."

I froze in my tracks.

He needs me? That...that was actually kinda cute - NO! NO MORE GETTING INVOLVED!!!

I let out a defensive breath out: "Yeonjun...I really don't know what to say...I deeply regretted the last acts we shared...I don't want to regret anything anymore."

Yeonjun looked up at me, a small pout on his lips.

"What can I do that you won't regret it anymore?" He asks.

"Maybe you have to start to not-"

"Please sit down again." He murmured.

I looked at him.

He held out a hand to me, "Please."

I hesitated. I really don't need another event that I would regret. But Yeonjun's eyes were literally screaming for me.

"I want to propose a deal to you." He continued and I swallowed. Then I slowly put my hand in his and he pulled me back onto the couch.

"A deal?" I asked as I sat next to him again.

"As soon as we both take over our parents' companies, we will join forces." Yeonjun said and my eyes widened.

Please what?

"No more competition, no obstacles, no requirements, no borders...one union with equal shares between us." Yeonjun continued. I just looked at him. If my father would hear that, he would probably think he had hit the lottery.

"What?" It just fell out of my mouth.

"We can put this in writing and sign it tomorrow morning." He offered.

Now I became suspicious.

"What is the catch?"

"The catch is your decision. One night! - After that you say if you still regret it, If so, then I will stay away from you all my life and there will be no union. If you don't regret it, we will sign the contract and join forces, but then we'll spend a lot of time together and maybe get involved with each other more often in the future." Yeonjun explained.

Wow...that was really like a pact with the devil.

The offer of a merger was very tempting because then I wouldn't have any problems in my future career.

"But the merger may also work without us getting involved again later."

"Not for me."

His statement came so quickly that I had to suppress a laugh.

"Yeonjun...honestly, what's so special about having sex with me?"

"I'll show you if you agree."

I had to take a deep breath and then nibbled on my bottom lip.

"This way, I commit myself to being your sex toy." I told him. Yeonjun started to smile and looked away.

"Okay, fine then just for this night!" He agreed to my request.

"Then never again!?" I asked.

Yeonjun's gaze returned to me and he nodded cautiously.

"Promise!" I asked him.

Suddenly Yeonjun pushed me over. I fell flat with my back on the sofa. When I opened my eyes I saw Yeonjun above me. He had trapped me between his arms, either side of my shoulders.

"Promised!" He murmured before his face came closer to mine.

Oh good! I didn't think it would happen so quickly! He really was after me like a predator.

Yeonjuns soft lips pressed against mine more carefully than before and I felt my heart skip a beat.

Just this night...then never again! - I do it - One more event in life that I regret before my life would change for the better, I could do that much!

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Sin never tasted so...

Chapter 4 - Not again

A TXT Yeonjun Fanfiction from Mrs. Choi-Park

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[...] "I wonder what you were doing during the song...certainly…not just dancing." He whispered, just loud enough for me to hear him over the quietly playing song.

"Yeonjun! What are you thinking again?!"

"I'm just thinking about what you guys did...without ever actually having sex."

I furrowed my brows: "Oh God! That's none of your business!"

Warnings under the cut

Warnings: foreplay, liking, rough language, sex language, they kinda hate each other - but it's consensual, kissing, naked touching?- I dont know, what else😅

Please remember that I fully respect the privacy of all K-Pop Idols and that this is just a fantasy. It's not my intention to harm anyone! (I've been a MOA since March 2023)

I tried to push him away from me by his shoulders.

"You left too quickly that night…I wasn't even close to being done with you." He whispered, seemingly unaffected in the slightest by the push of my hands on his shoulders.

The warning sirens go on inside me. I had to get out of here! Get away from him! I didn't want another event that I would regret.

"Yeonjun! Let me go! Come on, we don't want another event we regret!"

A deep breath on his part. His grip became so tight that I was afraid he would leave bruises on my hips.

"Who says I regret what we did?" He asked. His features suddenly became sharper.

"I um..."

"You actually regret it?"

I suddenly felt so small under his gaze. Like a little child who knew it had done something wrong. Then Yeonjun started moving. I couldn't react so quickly because my back hit one of the mirrors.

Yeonjun disappeared into the crook of my neck. Without warning, he bit into my sensitive skin there and I felt a rush of heat as I let out an involuntary moan. I immediately clapped a hand over my mouth.

Why did I have no strength at all against Yeonjun's attacks?

"You shouldn't regret your first time." He growled into the crook of my neck before licking the spot he had just bitten.

I narrowed my eyes as my body gave up fighting against Yeonjun. Again…so damn easily.

My brain had gone from defensive to non-existent so quickly.

Fuck! What was wrong with me?! What was wrong with my body, my head?

Only my heart was beating violently against my chest, that I was afraid it would jump out straight away.

Without another word, I noticed Yeonjun's fingers on my center.

"When I'm done with you, you definitely won't regret this!" Yeonjun continued to growl before his head appeared in front of mine again. His lips were immediately on mine. The lips that had driven me crazy like nothing else in this world.

Yeonjun was a dominant kisser, but that's exactly what I enjoyed. I immediately lost myself again and I was quick to allow him entry into my mouth as the feeling that was so appealing the last time came over me again. This forbidden feeling...like a drug, it clouded my senses and made me afraid of becoming addicted.

Then his fingers. They immediately found my clit over my pants and I moaned into his mouth.

My body had decided to give in to him again. The one and only one I was supposed to hate.

Yeonjun pulled away from me and our eyes met: "Good girl...just go for it!"

His second hand found its way into the waistband of my pants.

"You smell so damn good!" He whispered before his mouth found the crook of my neck again. My hands slipped around his shoulders.

Why did I allow him to do this again, why did I allow myself to do this again?! My thoughts was clear but my body just couldn't make a move against him.

Yeonjun's thumbs pulled down my pants. On...and on, before his head disappeared from the crook of my neck and his entire body disappeared in front of me. I looked down at myself. Yeonjun knelt in front of me, his eyes locked into mine, his mouth right in front of my with panties clothed center.

I started shaking with excitement, while my pants found their way to my ankles.

"You like that, huh?" He asked as I felt his warm fingers slide over my legs. Over my shins around my knees and over the back of my thighs to my butt. He pulled my hips from the mirror closer to his lips, which he licked - oh so sensually…

I caught my bottom lip between my teeth as my hand found his soft, full hair. Yeonjun smiled at me before his eyes moved to my middle.

One of his thumbs slid over my bottom straight to my still covered entrance. He didn't press, just stroked it, but I couldn't breathe. My gaze settled on a gray pipe on the ceiling of the room while my fingers clung tightly into his black.

Then his thumb suddenly pressed into my entrance. I could swear I could feel him inside me with the material of my underwear. I couldn't help myself and moaned.

Fuck that was good! Addicting…exiting good.

"I doubt you regret that...you're pretty wet!" Yeonjun uttered and I unconsciously pressed him against my center. When I felt the tip of his nose directly on my clit, my pelvis shot forward to capture the feeling that was building inside me.

"You're making it really hard to resist." Yeonjun said. So close to me, I felt the vibration of his voice shoot straight from my middle up into my head.

I was crazy! Crazy for this feeling, crazy for the electricity in the air, crazy for more.

Without wasting a second, Yeonjun's skilled fingers pulled my underwear down to the back of my knees. Immediately afterwards his lips briefly above my lower lips.

Shit, I wanted him! I literally needed him.

My core was begging for him, for his attention and touch.

I quickly got my way as Yeonjuns thumbs pulled me apart.

"Fuck, such a pretty pussy!" He whispered before diving into me. His hot tongue slid through my slit and I thought I was going to die.

That's exactly what my ex had done, but Yeonjun's tongue felt so different.

So much better.

So much hotter.

I clapped my hand over my mouth again to suppress any louder moans.

"Shit Yeonjun!" I muttered through my hand and felt his smile on me. Shortly afterwards his tongue found my clit and I literally melted. My hand in his hair pulled him as close to me as possible.

His tongue ran circles around my bundle of nerves and I began to see stars. That was so much better than with my ex. That was the only thought that kept circling through my head.

Suddenly I felt his fingers at my entrance. I clenched around nothing. The excitement inside me almost killed me.

I couldn't keep calm as his index finger slids inside me.

Long and cold compared to my heat, but so good.

His tongue didn't stop circling my clit as his finger began sliding in and out of me. Over and over again. Faster with every thrust. I felt my wetness and his saliva running down my inner thighs.

Suddenly Yeonjuns free hand grabbed my left leg and lifted the back of my knee onto his shoulder. This gave him more space on me, which he immediately took advantage of and sucked on my clitoris. I jumped so hard that I was afraid of losing my balance.

My eyes wandered down to Yeonjun. The image that presented itself to me looked so forbidden and sensual. Almost sinful.

Without giving myself a moment to get used to his penetration, he added a second finger to the one that was already deep inside me.

I no longer knew where I was, no longer knew who I was or what I was doing here…but I noticed the tingling sensation in my lower stomach, how my core was becoming more sensitive by the second and how my heart kept skipping a beat.

"Yeonjun! Just - ahh - a little more!" I moaned and he gave me that 'bit’ right away.

His fingers curled inside me, hitting the spot he had hit a few nights before.

And I came...I came hard.

My whole skin tingled and warm waves of ecstasy washed over me. Tears formed in my eyes, as I let go and allowed my body to feel Yeonjun and only him. Nothing else mattered anymore.

Yeonjun brought me through my orgasm, until it subsided and he slowly pulled his fingers out of me. Yeonjun pulled away from me and I collapsed so quickly that my butt hit the cold floor a little too hard.

"Whoa! Slowly." Yeonjun admonished me, whose hands I soon felt under my arms.

I opened my glassy eyes and looked at him.

Did that really just happen? Had I really cum from him again?

Yeonjun smiled at me before wiping his mouth, glistening with my juice.

"You cum pretty quickly, you know that?" He said before leaning over and giving me a kiss on the forehead, between my eyebrows.

The kiss was short but warm and felt soothing.

"And do you regret it again?" He asked and I took another deep breath. Not yet able to move much, I closed my eyes and began to smile.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because I want to know!"

"No. Why are you doing this?"

I opened my eyes again and looked at him. Yeonjun looked a little confused.

"It feels good." He said, his eyes wandering to my stomach.

"Then find some other gir-"

"It feels different with you!" He interrupted me. His gaze returned to mine.

Did he just admit that he also felt the fire sparked by the forbidden feeling?

"No idea why...", He murmured and immediately took one of my hands, "I really have no idea, but it hurts."

He guided my hand to the front of his jeans and I felt his hard erection beneath my palm.

"I'm so hard it hurts...like last time." He murmured as his forehead fell against mine. His hot breath hit my cheeks as he pressed his pelvis tightly against my hand.

His hand was gripping my wrist so tightly, as if he was afraid I was going to run away.

"Fuck, I just want…" Yeonjun murmured as his head disappeared back into my neck, kissing and licking every inch there.

I swallowed. The warmth of his body so close to me was intoxicating. I tried something and started kneading his hard bulge. A deep growl from him and I lost myself again. "Yeonjun...let me go." I whispered in his ear. Yeonjun immediately appeared in front of me again: "No chance, potato! I just did you a favor. You have to return it."

I smiled.

"I don't want to leave." I muttered and only then realized the idea that had popped up into my head.

Yeonjun looked at me questioningly. But then hesitantly let me go. I took another deep breath before placing my hands on Yeonjun's shoulders. I had never head my head shout 'no' so loudly.

No, no, no, again and again, but my heart was beating so hard against my chest that it pushed me forward. Further and further until Yeonjun came to sit on his butt and I sat on my knees in front of him, a little unsteadily. Yeonjun's eyes stared at me questioningly. His hair was a little tangled, thanks to my hands that had dug into his hair seconds before. My hands slowly fell from his shoulders before I couldn't hold his gaze any longer and let my forehead fall against his. My eyes fell on his lips as I hesitantly chewed on mine.

My fingertips flew over his pants and fumbled with his button.

"I don't have a condom with me." Yeonjun then whispered, making me raise my forehead again.

Our eyes locked: "I didn't mean to do that."

Yeonjun's eyes flinched briefly as I undid his button and pulled down his jeans zipper.

"I thought you regretted everything." Yeonjun whispered and I had to giggle.

"Believe me, I do." I mumbled and now it was Yeonjun who laughed.

"You're making other suggestions." He murmured and I felt his hand on my cheek. I jumped slightly because his touch was surprisingly gentle. I froze in my tracks when it didn't take long for his lips to touch mine.

The kiss was different...soft, calm...almost loving. Unlike the feeling I knew from his lips on mine, something different spread inside me. A warm feeling that didn't ignite my insides like usual, but instead covered my body like warm, gentle waves.

I could taste myself on his tongue.

Meanwhile, my hand became independent by shamelessly disappearing under Yeonjun's jeans and cupping his erection over his underwear.

I immediately noticed how Yeonjun's whole body tensed up. Shortly afterwards he broke away from me. I opened my eyes a little and saw the thread of saliva still connecting our mouths.

"Damn, I'd like a blow job now." Yeonjun muttered and I had to laugh.

"What if I tell you that's exactly what I plan to do?"

Yeonjun started to smile. His white, perfect teeth flashed at me.

He was really hard under my palm but before I could even get into a comfortable position, we heard voices from outside the dance studio.

We didn't exchange a word, not even a glance, before we scurried apart and straightened our clothes as quickly as possible.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!!!

I had completely forgotten that this room was public.

Luckily, I got my pants on surprisingly quickly. Just in time before three young men came into the room.

I noticed that my underwear wasn't really sitting in the right place, as the men looked between me and Yeonjun.

Please don't let me be red in the face.

A quick look over at Yeonjun showed me that his hair was still pretty tangled.

"Sorry, we didn't know the studio was occupied." The smallest of the men spoke up. That finished me off. In a split second I jumped up. All eyes immediately turned to me.

"No! We're done!" I said and tried my best to appear as neutral as possible.

"Come on, Yeonjun!" I said and looked down at him.

Yeonjun looked up at me. It was obvious that he was having some trouble coming to terms with the loss of the thought of my mouth around him.

Come on Yeonjun, don't let what just happened get to you too much!

"Yes…Yes!" He finally said and stood up too. He grabbed our jackets and ski pants while I crawled back into my boots.

"Okay, thanks." Another man in the group said as Yeonjun and I pushed past them.

"No problem, have fun!" Yeonjun shouted to them when I just wanted to get out of here. I prayed that they didn't notice anything.

"That was close!" Yeonjun said, running close behind me. Taking our clothes in front of him to hide his erection as much as possible.

Oh man, Sumi! Did this almost happen again?!

We made our way through the gym and into the lobby.

"Luckily it wasn't our parents." Yeonjun said and I froze on the spot. Yeonjun couldn't stop as quickly as he ran into me.

"Hey! Don't just stand still suddenly!" He protested as he took two steps away from me again.

He was right! What if those were our parents?! They would smell what had just happened from three miles away.

Again...it almost happened again.

God, I got involved with him again.

"What? My room is still a little away." Yeonjun circled around me and came to a stop in front of me.

My eyes traveled up to him, then down to my things in his arms.

"Yeonjun, I'm definitely not coming up with you now." I whispered and reached for my things. Yeonjun looked at me questioningly.

"Why not?" He asked and I let out an exhausted breath. My shoulders slumped as I took my things from his arms.

Immediately afterwards, Yeonjun grabbed my ski pants that I had just taken: "Are you serious? Come on, we just had so much fun."

"We have to stop this, what if it really had been our parents?" I asked and Yeonjun slumped a little so I could take my pants out of his grasp.

"But they wasn't." Yeonjun said as I walked past him.

"Yeonjun! I'm definitely not going to discuss this here! We both know this is wrong!" I brought the facts to the table.

I gave the man at the reception a smile as I walked toward the elevators.

"Who says it's wrong?! You just seemed like you wanted it too!" Yeonjun protested, still behind me.

"Shut up! Do you want the whole hotel to know?!" I growled back.

"What? That you like what we do together?" He grumbled. I stopped after I pressed the elevator button. It was a miracle that there was no one in the hallway at the moment.

"Are you nuts?! Keep quiet!" I swore as I spun around to face him.

"Fuck, why can't you just admit that you don't regret it and not be so damn compli-"

I slapped my hand over Yeonjun's mouth as the elevator opened and I saw the outlines of people standing in the elevator.

Yeonjun's gaze wandered from me to the elevator and his eyes became so big that I was afraid they would immediately fall out.

"Sumi?" Someone asked behind me and I froze. The voice was more then familiar to me.

I turned around and saw my father. He looked at me in surprise while I felt Yeonjun's hand on mine over his mouth. He pulled my hand from its place while my fathers gaze shifted to Yeonjun.

He recognized him in a split second and his vision went dark. Shortly afterwards, my father grabbed my hand and pulled me close to him.

"What are you doing here!? Can't you let my daughter enjoy her vacation?! Leave her alone!" My father growled as he dragged me into the elevator like a little child and pressed a button.

"You and your family don’t have an ounce of decency, do you?! Go back to where you came from!" My father shouted at Yeonjun, who was left more than confused when the elevator doors closed.

As the elevator started moving, my father turned to me and placed his hands on my shoulders.

"Sumi, are you okay? What did he want again?!" my father asked. I was probably still as confused as Yeonjun looked when he was last seen.

What had just happened?

"Everything OK? Did he do something to you?" my father asked again, followed by a small shake of my shoulder.

"No...no dad...I", I brushed his hands off my shoulders and took a deep breath, "I'm fine. I just ran into him in the hallway."

"Thank God I was just here! That asshole can’t leave you alone, can he?”

I rolled my eyes. The constant cursing about the Choi's was getting on my nerves .

“Dad, I’m not a little kid anymore, I know how to get rid of Yeonjun!” I said and my fathers eyes got a little bigger.

"Yeah... sorry. I always forget that you're actually an adult." My father laughed and I joined in as an actress.

*

Darkness enveloped me, there was dead silence but I couldn't sleep. My eyes wouldn't even close as I nervously bit my fingernails and stared into black empty space. After I had dinner with my parents, I went back to my room and watched a movie, but I didn't notice much of it. My mind was still racing about the moment in the dance studio and the little argument with Yeonjun. It wasn't the first time I had fought with Yeonjun, so why did I feel like...a bad feeling deep down inside me?

Come on Sumi! Stop thinking about the idiot! You leave here tomorrow and don't have to endure him anymore for the time being.

Of course it must be confusing for Yeonjun that I once seemed that I liked it…and then said I didn't. He must probably think he is a rapist. Of course he wasn't…and of course I kinda liked it. But that had to stop!

No more!

No more regretting, no more confusion and no more getting involved with sexual stuff. Especially not with Yeonjun!

Eventually I was able to fall asleep...but I woke up once an hour and tossed and turned like a restless dog.

The night was long and hard, so I shuffled around like a walking death the next day.

I then fell asleep again in the car, which really surprised my parents. But at least I was out of the hotel now, which to me was more like a cage. I just wasn't used to being so close to Yeonjun anymore. And the fact that we had done such dirty things together didn't help either.

The vacation stressed me out more than my studies…great, actually I really needed a break of that.

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Sin never tasted so...

Chapter 3 - Grand me a wish~

A TXT Yeonjun Fanfiction from Mrs. Choi-Park

CEO/non-idol/dom/bully!Yeonjun! / Confident/sub/named/fem!Reader!

Previous Chapter

[...] I didn't have the heart to look at my mother for long after what I did yesterday. I knew it was wrong...why didn't I end things right away?! I took a deep breath before rolling onto my back. Should I blame it on the alcohol that had knocked out my senses yesterday, or...what else?

I ignored the fact that I wasn't even fully drunk yesterday.

Warnings under the cut

Warnings: rough language, they kinda hate each other

Please remember that I fully respect the privacy of all K-Pop Idols and that this is just a fantasy. It's not my intention to harm anyone! (I've been a MOA since March 2023)

As my mother had told me, I got up around one o'clock to get something for lunch. As if I were a felon on the run, I made my way through the hotel. If I’ll spot even the slightest trace of Yeonjun, I would do a 180° turn and barricade myself in my hotel room again.

Luckily only a few hotel guests were there for lunch. I poured some beef soup into a bowl and sat at the farthest table in the dining area. As if rushed, I slurped down my soup at the speed of light and made my way back to my room.

Man, now Yeonjun is really ruining my whole vacation.

I decided to take a short walk to clear my mind. At least the sun was shining. So why not enjoy it?

But I noticed something in my room that I didn't like at all.

Where was my ski jacket?

"Shit!" I swore out loud when I searched everywhere. Really everywhere...under the bed, inside my closet…even in the bathroom.

I was still wearing it last night...so it could only be in one place.

I collapsed onto my bed.

"Damn Sumi, you really are the stupidest person in the world!" I growled as I crossed my arms over my eyes. I imagined 500 different ways I would get my jacket out of Yeonjun's hotel room.

Burglary and theft were certainly among the possibilities I considered.

Defeated, I took a breath and hung my head.

Unfortunately, the smartest option was also the one I hated the most. But in order not to attract too much attention, this was the best thing to do.

*

Oh please, dear God, let him be nice today! I prayed when I finally arrived at Yeonjun's door.

Hopefully he was there, too.

I hesitantly raised my hand and slowly formed it into a fist to knock on the door, but before that I stopped and bit my bottom lip.

This option was really some shit…

Come on Sumi! The longer you stand here, the more noticeable it is to other hotel visitors who may come this way.

So I slowly knocked on the door decorated with the golden number 54.

Then I waited. Probably not for long, but it felt like hours before I heard noises behind the door.

The last spark of hope that Yeonjun wasn't there vanished into thin air when the door opened and Yeonjun appeared behind it, my heart stopped.

He seemed surprised for a moment before his face relaxed and he leaned against the doorframe with his arms folded.

"Well who do we have here?" He asked and a chill ran down my spine.

His hair, which he usually wore in a middle part, was combed into a thick pony. The black and white college jacket with the white T-shirt and big, dark gray jeans gave the impression that he was about to go somewhere.

"Ski jacket…" I murmured, barely audible, and his eyebrows disappeared into his thick bangs.

"What?" He asked, leaning forward slightly.

"I forgot my ski jacket, okay?!" I growled clearly at him now.

The corners of Yeonjuns mouth turned up.

"Why should I have your jacket?"

Oh...my prayers were not answered…

"I really don't want to argue now! Just give me my jacket and we can finally go our separate ways again." I said annoyed and also crossed my arms.

"What if I don't give it to you?" He asked and set off a fire in me, unfortunately not a good fire like yesterday.

Without thinking about it any further, I walked past Yeonjun and into the room from which I had so hastily fled yesterday.

"Hey potato! I didn't allow you to do that!" Yeonjun protested behind me as I frantically searched the room for my beige ski jacket. I wanted to get out of here as quickly as possible. I discovered the jacket on the foot of the large bed.

Suddenly there was a loud bang that shook the pictures on the wall.

I jumped and spun around.

Yeonjun came towards me with a quick step. The look in his eyes scared me. I stumbled backwards, felt the mattress in the back of my knees and fell over, straight onto the bed and my ski jacket.

Yeonjun stopped in front of me, putting his hands in his pockets as he looked down at me.

"I wasn’t done with you yesterday. Why did you leave and come back now with no allowance at all!?" He asked without two seconds passing. His tone sounded more than angry. I had to swallow.

"Answer!" He ordered and that was my signal to disappear. I grabbed my ski jacket, stood up, passed Yeonjun and ran towards the exit.

Unfortunately I didn't get far because Yeonjun grabbed the back of my sweater and pulled me back so hard that my back slammed into his chest.

"Oh no! Now I'm definitely not letting you go so easily!" He growled in my ear and my body began to release adrenaline.

"Yeonjun, stop it! Let me go!" I said and tried to free myself from his grip. But Yeonjuns arms found their way around my stomach.

"I'll let you go if you promise to stay here for three minutes." He whispered in my ear. His voice was softer now, which actually calmed me down a bit.

"I won't do anything to you. I just want to talk for a moment!" he explained.

"Your 'talking' is always pretty annoying for me." I replied and I could practically hear his eye roll.

"Are you staying now?" He asked and I swallowed again.

Why should I stay? I actually wanted to get out of here as quickly as possible, to feel myself between his arms now…was the opposite of what I came here for.

"Just three minutes." Yeonjun said again.

"One minute!"

"Two!

"OK fine!"

Yeonjun immediately pulled away from me and I actually struggled with the idea of running away, now that he freed me.

"You regret it, don't you?" I heard him say, breaking my thoughts of running away.

Instead I turned to him.

I couldn't really look him in the eyes, which drew my attention to the 'Y' printed on his jacket.

"I actually play with the thought of leaving now!" I admitted and finally looked him in the eyes. Yeonjun looked a bit confused, before my gaze found its way back to the 'Y' on his jacket: "Not now. I was talking about yesterday.”

Oh…he meant that…

"Well…yes of course…" I said honestly. Then silence.

Longer than expected and just when I wanted to look up at him to see his expression, a hand cupped my chin and pulled my head up.

"Why?" Yeonjun then asked. His grip was a little too tight on my jaw.

"You know why!"

Yeonjun studied my face.

"Explain it to me!"

My eyes widened.

"We...we hate each other."

Yeonjuns eyes darkened slightly as his hand fell from me.

"Hm." Was the only thing he gave as a response.

Then silence again. I couldn't read the expression on his face.

"Didn't seem to be the case yesterday...well, before you stormed out of my room." He pointed out.

Okay, I had to give him that point. He was actually right. I did liked it yesterday…but that doesn't matter now - that'll never ever be the matter anymore.

"It seemed pretty consensual." He continued talking and I bit my lower lip.

"I..."

"Or do you want to accuse me of rape now too?"

"No!"

Yeonjuns eyes widened a bit and I had to exhale in defeat.

“Man damn it! That was once in a lifetime! ONCE! I don't want to talk about it anymore and yes, I would prefer it if it hadn't happened...but now we both have to live with it and I would be very grateful if we pretended it never happened!" I explained, turned around and went towards the exit. I was no longer willing to continue this conversation.

"I'm sorry!" Yeonjun called after me and I froze.

Had I misheard? The fact that he even knew those words was completely alien to me. I turned back on the spot. Yeonjun was still standing where I had left him.

His eyebrows were drawn together and to be honest he looked distressed.

"I'm sorry...I didn't…I didn't mean to hurt you. How was I supposed to know that you were a virgin?" He sat onto the bed and sank his head into his hands. "I...to be honest, I feel at least as shitty as you do."

I was surprised to hear not a hint of sarcasm or spott in his words.

"I feel responsible." He murmured, lifting his head again to make sure I was still there.

"Responsible?" I asked and he shrugged.

"I don't want to pretend it never happened.", He said and I couldn't breathe, "You can continue to turn away from me and if you want I will do the same, but I can't forget it." He said and I was stunned. Since when did Yeonjun talk to me like that?

"Okay, who are you and what did you do with Yeonjun?" I asked which got a small smile from his side.

"What do you want to do?" He asked, looking directly at me as if I were the only thing in this room or in this world.

"I..." yes, what did I actually want? I want to get out of this room?-yes

But what would happen after that?

"I don't know..." I admitted and Yeonjun smiled at me again.

"Me neither." He admitted.

That was the end of our conversation. What would happen was unclear as I closed the door behind me. But one thing was certain...I…honestly couldn't forget it either.

*

The days rushed past me, luckily without giving Yeonjun a second thought. I breathed in the clear air on the slopes. Firmly attached to my skis with the two ski poles I had planted deep in the snow next to me, I watched the crowd of children who seemed to be learning how to ski.

Today it was cloudy but a little warmer than the previous days. It was my last day here and I enjoyed the slopes one last time. My parents had decided to only ski with me for two hours until they retreated to the hotel sauna half an hour ago.

So I was alone, but happy with the time to myself.

I've been thinking so much over the last few days that I've barely been able to switch off. The resulting headaches weren't exactly nice either.

I waited until the children were about halfway down the slope to have a clear path and then somehow cheated my way past them.

"Frozen?" I heard someone behind me. I couldn't place the voice through the helmet I was wearing, so I turned around.

A person, also on skis, wearing a helmet, ski goggles and an additional cloth over his nose and mouth made it difficult for me to decipher who was slithering towards me. But the silver ski jacket looked familiar...very familiar.

The person put the ski goggles on the helmet and I immediately recognized the eyes looking at me.

Yeonjun.

I turned around again.

"Are you still ignoring me?" He asked as he came to a stop next to me.

Ignoring was an understatement. I had been hiding from him for the last tow days.

"It ignored you before, too." I replied without taking my eyes off the children who had completed the quarter piste.

"That's not wrong…" he said. His voice had that teasing tone again.

His statement caught my eye.

"Fancy a race, potato?" he asked, looking down the slope again.

"Are you crazy? There are kids on the slope."

"Then we'll wait until they get down."

His gaze came back to me.

"It's still dangerous." I murmured and I could see his smile even behind the cloth covering his mouth.

"Oh come on, it's a green slope...even the kids can do it!" He objected and I looked back down the slope.

He was right ...I skied down this slope for perhaps the tenth time today because you didn't have to put in much effort and you could just enjoy the wind in your face.

I bet I could beat him.

"What if I win?" I asked and Yeonjun's eyes flashed, before sticking his ski poles deep into the snow and adjusting his gloves.

"You will not!"

"What if I do? I bet you'll lose."

"What do you want?" Yeonjun asked, his eyes moving back to me.

Hmm...there is something...but why should I tell him now?

"I'll tell you if you lose!"

"Oh! Where does this self-confidence come from?"

I stopped paying attention to him as I looked at the children who had almost made it to the end.

"What if I win? Then will you do everything I say?"

"That won't happen because I'll win..." Without waiting for his answer, I pushed myself away with the ski poles, immediately when the children cleared the slopes.

"Hey! This is cheating!!!" Yeonjun called after me, as I repeatedly rammed my ski poles into the snow and pushed off to gain the speed I needed to make myself small and air dynamic.

The slope was almost vertical...so why curve? I would never win like that.

Once I had the speed I wanted, I tucked the poles under my armpits, bent my knees low and my upper body forward to be as streamlined as I could.

Unfortunately, I saw pretty quickly that someone was following me.

"Potato! You're playing pretty unfair!" I heard Yeonjun shout and I couldn't help but laugh, before I picked up my ski poles again to push off.

"Eat my snow!!" I called back, cutting his path so he had to brake.

Pretty risky, but I didn't mind at that moment!

Unfortunately, Yeonjun didn't slow down and appeared right next to me. I quickly streamlined myself again, but Yeonjun picked up speed faster than me.

"HAHA!!!", he triumphed when he was a whole ski's length in front of me, "Why so slow, potato?"

Damned! We were almost at the end of the slope!

I used my sticks again, but it didn't help. Yeonjun won by a ski length.

We both stopped so hard that the snow sprayed three meters away. As we stood, Yeonjun threw his arms in the air.

"Won! Won!" He exclaimed and I wanted to pour snow under his thick ski jacket.

Yeonjun tore his cloth from his mouth and his googles backup: “Now you have to grant me one wish!”

"I'm not a fairy godmother...I don't grant wishes...at least not before a rematch!"

"Oh come on, you started before me and still didn’t make it! What would it look like if we started a rematch at the same time?"

I crossed my arms and started to sulk.

"Asshole!"

Yeonjun laughed briefly: "So? Will the fairy godmother grant me a wish now?"

"I'm not a fairy!"

"Who else can do magic then? A witch?"

"That's even worse! God, just say what you want!"

Yeonjun smiled evilly and I got a little scared.

"You have to do everything." He reminded me and I swallowed.

Why did I get the idea that he wanted something sexual?

"Come with me!" Then he just said and drove off. I followed him hesitantly.

Such a dumb thing! He only won because he had more weight... simple physics... more mass... higher speed. Yeonjun and I left the slopes and went back to the hotel. The whole time I was begging him to tell me what he wanted...but he wouldn't say anything. As I got closer to the hotel in the middle of the day with Yeonjun, my fear that our parents would see us together grew.

Luckily, that didn't happen as Yeonjun led me to a brand new area of the hotel. It was the gym.

He led me further through sweaty men's and women's and exercise equipment, into a medium-sized mirrored room. Yeonjun turned on the light as if he had known the room his whole life.

A dance studio? God damn what didn't this hotel have?!

"Undress yourself!" Yeonjun suddenly said and I jumped.

I turned to him and saw him taking off his ski gear.

"You've been dancing for years, too right?" He asked and sat down after taking off his jacket, shoes and ski pants. The oversized gray and white sweater he wore actually looked like sports clothes.

How long had he been planning this?

"Yes why?" I asked as Yeonjun pulled out his phone and tapped on it.

"Take off your clothes and tell me what you can dance!" He asked me.

I was a bit perplexed. What exactly did he want?

However, my fingers slowly found their way to the zipper of my jacket.

"And?" He asked, slowly looking up from his display as I pulled out my jacket.

"Um...what exactly do you want from me now?" I asked and Yeonjun smiled, while I unzipped my ski pants.

"What do you think?" He asked, leaning back against one of the mirrors. The look on his face told me everything.

"You...want me to dance?" I asked.

Yeonjun closed his eyes with a self-absorbed grin.

"Mh...that's exactly what I want!" He said and I grimaced before taking off my ski pants.

"I'm sorry there's no pole here now...you pervert!" I protested.

"Why pervert...I just want to see what you can do."

"To jerk off later!"

"I beg you, that's how you see me?! I'm horrified!", The tone in his voice was amused, "So tell me! What can you do?"

Hmm, I wouldn't make it that easy for him!

"I want you to join in!"

Yeonjuns eyes widened, "Hey, that's my win! Why should I dance when I won?"

"Your wish is limited to one song! Then you dance!"

Yeonjun started laughing and shook his head at the same time: "Why, so you have something to satisfy yourself later?"

"Yeonjun!”

"What? You just said the exact same thing to me!"

I started to sulk.

"Okay, fine...you alone and then us together. I don't dance alone! This is my win! Deal?" He asked and I briefly considered his offer.

Better than nothing.

"Okay deal!" I replied and Yeonjun leaned forward again.

"Then finally tell me what kind of song you want!"

"Bumba ja - Black Pink."

Nothing came back, just a nod from him as he typed something on his phone. I used the time to take off my boots. I preferred dancing in socks anyway.

I never thought he would ask me to do something like that.

Suddenly loud music played, making me jump.

"Just the chorus, baby! Show me what you got!" Yeonjun shouted over the music, as I breathed heavily and turned my back to him.

"Do not call me Baby!" I called out before the chorus started.

I would even be able to dance the entire song, but he wants only the chorus? - then he gets only the chorus. I kinda was happy to just dance the chorus as it was quite irritating to dance in front of Yeonjun.

The chorus was over faster than expected and I turned to Yeonjun, who continued to play the song.

His gaze moved from the mirror where he had seen me from the front to me. He turned the volume down a little and leaned back.

"So! Satisfied?" I asked a little out of breath. Yeonjun looked at me for a while as if he was thinking.

Then he closed his eyes and shrugged his shoulders.

"No." He replied and I automatically crossed my arms over my chest.

"You know I won three dance competitions…I can't be that bad." I grumbled.

"That's not it at all." Yeonjun mumbled and finally stood up, "It was good... just not enough."

I raised an eyebrow as he walked over to me.

"Not enough?" I repeated him and Yeonjun stopped just a few centimeters in front of me. I had to crane my head quite a bit again to look into his eyes. An evil smile played on his lips: "You can choose another song. I want to see more!"

"More? We agreed that I would only dance one song!"

Yeonjuns eyes flew over my face until they stopped at the level of my lips. His bottom lip pulled between his teeth and I really hoped he wasn't thinking about anything dirty.

"I'll dance with you." He murmured and my breath caught in my throat as his eyes snapped back into mine.

"Ever danced with a man?" He asked, one of his hands resting on my hip. I winced slightly and leaned backwards a little, but otherwise remained standing.

"Do you want to do a couple dance?" I asked and Yeonjuns smile got a little bigger.

"Still hip hop.", He said and I raised an eyebrow again, "Can you do any hip-hop couple dances, or do we want to improvise?" He whispered and leaned forward a little to make up for the distance that had arisen between us.

I could do a dance...I had learned it...with my ex...that's how we got together, but who tells me that Yeonjun could do the dance too?

"I can do one." I admitted.

"What's the song's name?" He asked and leaned forward a little more.

"Do what it do." I remembered. Yeonjun seemed to think.

"Never heard of it." He mumbled and I had to giggle.

"Then you have to improvise." I muttered, finally able to free myself from my paralysis.

I ran to Yeonjun's phone on the floor next to his ski gear and knelt down.

"Let me hear it first." He asked and I took his phone. Since Spotify was still open, I entered the song into the search bar and immediately clicked on it.

"Hm! Listen to it!" I said before the song started.

Yeonjun listened to the melody while I sat down.

The song was...how could I describe it...pretty sexy?

My ex and I learned it because of a dance competition where a couple hip hop dance was required for admission. We decided on this song at the time to try out something new. A sexy couple dance.

The atmosphere that the song created was always electric and the thought occurred to me...that I wanted to try it out with Yeonjun. Was that a good idea?

Why did I choose this song? It could have simply been a couples dance that could be completed without much physical contact.

But knowing Yeonjun, there was no way out from here now anyway. I just tried to leave as much distance between him and me. He wouldn't know it was wrong.

Yeonjuns gaze returned to me. "Show me how you dance to it." He requested me and I turned the music down a little.

"No chance, mister! We said one danc-"

"I need to see how you dance to it so it looks consistent." He said and I rolled my eyes.

"You wanted to improvise."

"Yes, after I saw you, let's go!" He asked me and came to me. He sat down next to me and stretched his arm forward, to tell me to use the large space in front of us.

I cursed to myself, but strangely my body stood up on its own.

"You're an ass! Repeat the song and I'll show you!" I scolded, but Yeonjun just laughed and restarted the song.

I closed my eyes and took a breath. It had been ages since I last danced the song. But my body seemed to still remember the song as I just started dancing.

Meanwhile, I tried my best not to think about Yeonjun in my back. It was a bit complicated to dance without a partner, but I managed it somehow. Made a mistake...but covered it like a pro.

When I made the final move, I turned to Yeonjun.

He quickly noticed that I was finished and quieted down a bit.

"That...was pretty hot." he said. I grimaced at him.

"Then try to do an improv that’s just as good!" I asked him and Yeonjun immediately stood up.

"Let's go!" He said loudly and rewinded the song back to the beginning.

Then he came to me and I had to swallow.

Shit...is this really happening now?!

Then it really started.

I started dancing and saw in the mirror how Yeonjun started moving too. It wasn't long before I turned to him for the first time to put my hand on his shoulder...and 'dance' at him. In fact, this moment was neither embarrassing nor 'hot'. Yeonjun's look made me laugh. I laughed...I actually laughed, so much so that I had to stopp dancing and leaned over to let my laughter out freely.

"What is it?" Yeonjun asked shortly afterwards. His voice also audibly amused. Tears welled up in my eyes from laughter. I didn't really know why I was laughing...I just had to laugh.

"Sorry! I don't think I can do this with you." I admitted and then turned to Yeonjun, who also smiled widely at me. I wiped the tears from my eyes while Yeonjun went to the phone and turned the music down again.

"Why are you laughing?" Yeonjun then asked again when the music was quieter.

"I don't know either! I just have to laugh." I said, still giggling slightly.

Yeonjun shook his head in amusement and slammed his fists on his hips.

"Did you laugh like that with the person you learned this with, too?" He asked and my laughter stopped. For a moment there was silence between us, only the quiet sounds of R'n'B flooded the large room. Finally, Yeonjun raised an eyebrow. A silent question from him.

"No...I learned the dance...with my ex. That's how we got together back then." I explained and my eyes wandered to the floor.

Then silence again.

"Hmm." I finally heard Yeonjun hum and my eyes went back up.

I was a little shocked to see him so close to me.

"I wonder how you did it." He asked and I looked at him questioningly.

My look was probably enough to make my thoughts clear to him.

"I've danced with a few girls...I haven't gotten together with any of them."

"But ended up in bed with them."

Yeonjun laughed briefly: “What do you actually think of me?”

Both of his hands found my waist.

Everything in me tensed. His eyes were dark. I immediately put my hands on his and tried to push them away, but his grip only tightened.

"I wonder what you were doing during the song...certainly…not just dancing." He whispered, just loud enough for me to hear him over the quietly playing song.

"Yeonjun! What are you thinking again?!"

"I'm just thinking about what you guys did...without ever actually having sex."

I furrowed my brows: "Oh God! That's none of your business!"

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Sin never tasted so...

Chapter 2 - Regretful acts

A TXT Yeonjun Fanfiction from Mrs. Choi-Park

CEO/non-idol/dom/bully!Yeonjun! / Confident/sub/named/fem!Reader!

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[...]Suddenly someone grabbed me by the waist and pulled me back violently. Immediately afterwards I noticed the corner of the old wooden reception desk on my lower back. Startled, I looked up and was greeted by Yeonjun's sharp eyes. I knew that Yeonjun was significantly taller than me, but he was just so close to me that I had to look up high. His hands firmly on my hips, holding me close to the reception.

"What the hell-"

"Funny...I'm pretty horny right now." He murmured and I saw his eyes suddenly darken. That sent a shiver down my spine.

Warnings under the cut

Warnings: sex, rough language, sex language, they kinda hate each other - but it's consensual, kissing, naked touching?- I dont know, what else😅

Please remember that I fully respect the privacy of all K-Pop Idols and that this is just a fantasy. It's not my intention to harm anyone! (I've been a MOA since March 2023)

"Fuck! Find another sex toy, you pervert!" I protested loudly. Shortly afterwards one of his hands found itself over my mouth. His face came a little closer to me.

"Shut up." He demanded as one of his knees found its way between my legs. His thigh pressed against my middle and I stood on tiptoes to avoid the strange feeling rising inside me.

My heart began to pound faster against my chest. I think it was adrenaline, but whether it was from Yeonjun's thigh on my middle or that I was just afraid, I couldn't quite decipher it. Maybe this would have been easier for me if I hadn't been drunk…

Unfortunately, my body didn't do anything to defend itself. My hands just rested against his chest.

"Damn!" Yeonjun growled as his hand fell from my mouth again. His forehead fell against mine as he let out a deep breath.

"Admit it...you've thought about it too." Yeonjun whispered, his voice four octaves lower and a small hum within it.

I closed my eyes as my heels sank.

Slowly I sank more and more onto Yeonjun's thighs. What the hell am I doing here?!

No...I had never thought about it...but why? -Yes Yeonjun had something! I could never blame the girls who fell for him, he was handsome…had a good body, if it weren't for his character I might have thought about it - but it was wrong. Thinking about it was wrong!

Without another word, Yeonjun's breath danced over my lips and a fire lit inside me. Now I could say with some certainty that I wasn't afraid, but that the adrenaline was coming from somewhere else. Somewhere deeper inside me.

Then...his lips on mine. Warm, full but demanding, he immediately shamelessly took advantage of the little startled noise that escaped me to slide his tongue into my mouth.

I clenched my fists as a strange feeling spread through me. I knew it was wrong, forbidden even. Our families were declared enemies.

We didn't even like each other, but then why did I feel this way?!

Without thinking about it any further, I let myself get involved with him. His tongue dominantly explored every millimeter of my mouth. The little breaks we took to breathe were marked by nibbling on my lower lip. I noticed Yeonjun's desire. A dark desire that I would for 100% regret tomorrow, but it was far too exciting...far too good to think about regret now.

I was excited for more.

Yeonjun grabbed my butt and finally pulled me away from the reception after I wrapped my arms around his neck. He pulled away from me again and I opened my eyes. Our eyes locked for a few seconds before he let out a defeated gasp and threw his lips back onto mine. Our kisses were anything but slow or emotional, they were wild, wet, messy and poisoned - but so good, so forbidden good, so exiting good.

I ran my fingers up his neck, into his dark hair and clawed my way into it. Probably the hottest grumblin I had ever heard escaped Yeonjun. He started moving shortly afterwards. He drove me in front of him, not breaking the kiss for a second, in which he clearly had the upper hand.

I didn't know where we were going, but I didn't really care. When I felt something in my back, I didn't even bother to think about what it was.

Yeonjun separated from me shortly afterwards and in the next moment he had picked me up and pushed me against the wall that seemed to be behind me. Our pelvises collided and I had to swallow a louder moan down my throat. I immediately wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled the hard bulge in his jeans tight against my middel. Now I was definitely horny, too.

It was dangerous. I was clearly testing my limits here, but the feeling inside me flooded my body like a fire. I just couldn't resist.

Yeonjun's lips on mine felt heavenly, intense and so demanding. He knew how to kiss. Even by doing something as simple as kissing he clearly played his role as dominant. What it would be like once we were in bed?!

Hell I wanted him! I wanted him to be dominant and I wanted him to control my body like he wanted to.

The wall behind me suddenly moved and I pulled away from Yeonjun, a little startled. A look around me told me that he was carrying me into the elevator that had opened behind me. Then the thought of the bed wasn't so far away, I guess.

"Fuck, I want to fuck you right here." Yeonjun whispered as he pushed me against the mirror in the elevator. I seemed to be a feather for him.

I ran my hands through his hair further: "Where's your room?"

"Not far." He grumbled and turned away from me briefly to press a button in the elevator.

I pulled my legs a little tighter as he only carried me with one hand.

When the doors closed behind Yeonjun and the elevator started moving, his second hand found my ass again and he began to roll his pelvis against mine. I allowed myself to moan.

"Hell is that hot!" Yeonjun whispered, his mouth beginning to leave a wet trail of kisses over my sensitive neck. The mix of tickle and excitement emanating from my neck drove me insane.

His hot breath almost threatened to burn me. Did he also felt a fire just like I felt mine?

We both ate from the forbidden fruit and it felt so good to not do the right thing, to not think about the fact that we should hate each other or what would happen and just let ourselves fall into the sea of pure lust and desire.

It didn't take long until the elevator doors opened again. Until then I was a moaning mess.

"You have to be quiet for a moment, I don't want anyone to hear what's meant for me, can you do that?" Yeonjun whispered, probably leaving a few marks on my neck. I nodded quickly and closed my mouth. The movements of his pelvis were just too good to be true. "Good girl.", Yeonjun muttered and then sadly dropped me to the ground, "Come with me!"

I couldn't wait to get to his room. Yeonjun made sure to stay behind me, as if he was afraid I would run away now.

I heard the sound of a zipper behind me and turned around.

Yeonjun's eyes were fixated on me, like I was his prey that he wasn't willing to give up on. He was taking off his thick ski jacket as he licked his lips.

"Stop!" He ordered and I did what he said immediately. Just like a doll...really what was wrong with me?!

Yeonjun pulled his small wallet out of the back pocket of his jeans and quickly fumbled for his key card.

His hand reached for mine as he pulled me into the room in a split second and slammed the door behind us. The jacket he had just taken off in the hallway flew into some corner, as he caught me between him and the door again. My arms flew around his neck as our lips touched again.

I still had my ski jacket on, which Yeonjun immediately took care of when I returned the kiss.

My pulse was racing, my hands were shaking and my skin crackled as if small electric shocks were traveling through my whole body. Yeonjun tasted amazing. I swear I could taste honey on the tip of his tongue, his breath, which smelled like beer, further clouded my senses.

Before I knew it, my jacket was off and Yeonjun's fingers were already under my sweater and undershirt.

While I lost myself in our kiss, Yeonjun who was a little less stormy than before, picked me up again but instead of pushing me against the door he immediately turned around and started walking.

It didn't even take five seconds before he leaned over and let go of me. I was welcomed by a comfortable mattress.

"Arms up!" He grumbled and I immediately did. The next moment my pulli and undershirt were pulled over my head and thrown into some corner. Yeonjun's hands found under my knees and lifted them to my chest so that he could also climb onto the mattress between my legs.

Then his hands...I thought I had never reacted like that to a simple touch before, but I did. His fingers sliding over my bare waist were the hottest thing I've ever felt.

His rather cold fingers were like fuel to my fire. I was afraid that my bottom lip would start to bleed as hard as I bit down on it.

"We're alone, you can be loud now." Yeonjun murmured with a small smile on his lips.

“Shit Yeonjun!” I moaned as his hands reached under my bra.

"Your body is really fucking good!" Yeonjun said clearly before he licked his lips and gave me a kiss right on my stomach where my bra started.

My hands immediately found their way into his hair to hold him there.

Why the hell were his touches so incredibly good?!

"You know there's no turning back now, potato?" He whispered and I looked down at him.

"Do not call me that!" I grumbled but immediately had to bite my lip again, when I felt his hard bulge against my core again.

"I'll call you whatever I want." Yeonjun whispered as his hands found their way behind my back. I also helped him up to my bra clasp by lifting my back. He raised his head next to mine.

"I want you to be loud, scream my name!" He whispered in my ear and soon licked the outside of it, which I was afraid of losing as hot as it just got. My bra lost its hold.

Yeonjun's hands quickly found their way to my shoulders, where they brushed down the straps of my bra.

"Be a good girl and say the name that makes you feel good." Yeonjun growled, still in my ear as I helped him take my bra off completely by pulling my hands out of his hair. My underpants were no longer just damp but completely soaked at this moment.

“Yeo…Yeonjun!” I complied his request. It was surprisingly easy to moan his name.

As a present one of his hands cupped the outside of my breast. "Fuck!" Yeonjun suddenly groaned and sat up abruptly, I lost the touch of his electrifying fingers.

Only the light from the large window illuminated the room. That soon changed. The room suddenly lit up and I saw Yeonjun pulling his t-shirt over his head. His black undershirt followed immediately. The small floor lamp on the night table wasn't exactly bright, but at least bright enough to emphasize the contours of Yeonjun's upper body. I had to swallow.

Of course I knew he had a good body...but seeing him in this sexual context made my mouth water. The small silver chain around his neck didn't help either.

"I don't want to wait any more!" Was the last I heard from him before he took off my pants in one quick movement.

I remained a little surprised on the mattress when Yeonjun stood up and also took off his pants. Immediately afterwards he climbed back onto the mattress, without me having the chance to see anything.

I jumped violently when I felt his fingers on my center.

“Great, you seem wet enough." He murmured, while I didn't really know where to go. Or where to put my thoughts. I seemed completely dumb.

"Sorry little one, but there won't be foreplay tonight." He said simply before he pushed my underwear aside and pulled down his boxer shorts. I didn't see much, but I felt enough.

Something large was pressing against my entrance.

“Yeonjun wait, I wait-”

The most pornographic moan of my life escaped me. Unfortunately it wasn't triggered by pleasure but by pain when his tip entered me.

"Fuck wait!" I heard him say. Shortly afterwards I felt nothing anymore. Everything tightened inside me as the pain disappeared into a sharp ache.

"Condom..." Yeonjun mumbled as I lifted my head slightly.

Shit! I didn't think it would actually hurt that much.

Yeonjun rummaged through his bedside drawer.

"Wait, I brought some with me somewhere." He said and I raised myself up on my forearms.

As he searched, I realized that this would be my first time.

"Yeonjun?" I asked with a shaky voice.

"Damn, where are those things?" He growled to himself before switching sides of the bed and looking in the other bedside drawer.

"Yeonjun?"

"Ha! Got them!" he exclaimed happily, pulling out a chain of at least five condoms from the bedside table.

"Yeonjun?!" I asked forcefully as he sat on the edge of the bed with his back to me and his eyes and hands fixated at his core.

"Hm?" He replied and I sat up. Now we sat back to back.

"I...want to say something before-Ah!"

Without letting me finish, Yeonjun pulled me back onto the mattress by my shoulders.

"Potato, there's no backing out now. Just let it happen." Yeonjun pointed out and climbed over me again.

"No, that's not it." I replied as Yeonjun was about to take off my panties completely.

"Shhh, no matter what it is, it won't make me stop."

He positioned himself between my legs again and I swallowed.

Now or never!: "I'm still a virgin."

Yeonjun froze in his tracks. His eyes caught mine: "What?"

I looked away and covered my face with my arm.

"I just...just be careful, it hurts." I meant. Then silence.

"You know this is turning me on even more." he said and I removed my arm from my eyes to look at him. Yeonjun actually smiled genuinely at me. There was not a hint of sarcasm in his smile. It was pure and innocent. I had never seen him smile so honestly.

"Okay fine, I'll go slow. But this will be the last nice gesture on my part." He murmured and before I could reply, I felt him at my entrance again.

Slowly I felt him slide into me. I held my breath as the pain returned. I could feel the layer of wet latex around him, which I was somewhat relieved to feel.

"I thought you had a boyfriend?" Yeonjun wanted to know. Maybe he was trying to distract me from the pain, but I was just frozen.

Suddenly I felt his hot breath on my left breast and I looked at him.

"Try to concentrate on something else." Yeonjun whispered, immediately taking my nipple into his mouth. My pent-up breath escaped me suddenly.

Okay Sumi, relax! If you tense up like that, it won't get any better.

My fingers found their way back into Yeonjun's hair as he steadily pushed into me. Slowly but decisively.

Even though the pain had the upper hand and sliced me like a sharp knife, I noticed something different. A different feeling. Deep inside.

"Mmh~", Yeonjun grumbled, who briefly let my nipple out of his mouth, "But at least your insides are reacting damn well."

"What?!" our eyes locked.

"Does it hurt a lot? Can you handle the same length again?" He asked, stopping his movements.

Like...he was only half inside me?! I already felt more than full.

His fingers pushed a strand of hair out of my face: "I told you I'm big..."

I couldn't help but giggle at this statement.

Yeonjun took advantage of this to sink deeper and suck the air out of my lungs again.

"Fuck!" I cursed, perhaps clutching his hair a little too hard.

"Almost done, little one. Just a bit."

He should keep his word. The last inches entered me and I felt the skin of his pelvis on my inner thighs.

To be honest, I couldn't quite decide where to feel it. Above all...I felt him everywhere.

"Well done!" Yeonjun muttered. His hair tickled my breastbone as he lowered his head and breathed deeply.

He stayed very still, not a single muscle moving and I had time to get used to him. The pain quickly turned into a throb and I was finally able to think clearly again.

It was obvious that Yeonjun was holding back. He briefly let his forehead fall over my breasts and tried to control his breathing.

My eyes wandered over his black hair, the only thing I saw of him. He had his forearms resting next to my shoulders, holding himself up above me.

I swallowed the last stray of pain and then let my legs wrap around his waist. His gaze lifted.

We looked at each other for a moment before I took his face in both hands and squeezed his cheeks together, making his mouth pout.

I smiled at him: "Thank you, it doesn't hurt anymore."

His eyes widened and I let go of his face.

"Then I'll move!" Yeonjun murmured and I immediately felt him slowly pulling out of me.

I took a deep breath as I broke our eye contact and stared at the ceiling.

Please don't hurt again…please!

I was afraid that the pain might come back, but that thought quickly disappeared when I felt Yeonjun's finger on my clit.

The first moan escaped me after the pain, which had its origin in pleasure. His index finger ran circles around my little bundle of nerves, which was quickly growing.

Immediately afterwards his hips shot back and the feeling I had felt in the elevator took over again.

Warm, longing...good.

Fuck! The feeling was good.

Just then, Yeonjun built up a slow but deep rhythm. I began to moan as my nails dug into his neck.

"My name...moan it!" I heard him say as the warmth of his body disappeared from me. I opened my eyes a crack and saw that he had sat up straight, his gaze fixed on the point where he disappeared into me. And suddenly I was glad I shaped myself just yesterday. His speed picked up as he seemed sure that my noises were genuine.

The sharp eyes that usually made me feel hate found mine as his finger disappeared from my clit. His eyes sent shivers down my spine that gave me goosebumps.

“Yeonjuuuuhn!” I dragged out his name as he lifted my lower back and pulled it onto his lap. Then...something that made me see stars. Again and again. The feeling was so strong and good that my insides twisted. Was that my G-spot?!

He touched it over and over again, deep inside me, in that position.

I clutched my hands into the blanket beneath me.

"Fuck! Damn- that...mhh!", I heard Yeonjun grumble and I raised my gaze to him, "That's good! -Hah-...Shit!"

His eyes were narrowed into a slit, his fingers curled into my thighs to keep me as close as possible as he got faster with each thrust. Muscles flexing with every move.

"Yeonjun! Ah- I-ahamh..." I couldn't finish or react so quickly before I felt his lips on mine.

The kiss was stormy. He was demanding something I wasn't sure I could give him. We muffled each other's sounds until we separated.

I couldn't think anymore, I no longer felt able to say anything. I only felt him. Just him.

Yeonjun's tip hitting my G-spot again and again, my wetness running down my butt, Yeonjun's body heat, his speed, his quiet but steady moans and grumbles, the tips of his hair wrapped around my fingers... I felt him... only him and I let myself fall, just chasing the feeling inside me. I repeated his name like a mantra as one of his hands found my right nipple and started playing with it.

Something tickled and squeezed my stomach from the inside, then...a sudden spread of this feeling throughout my entire body. Followed by a loud moan. Everything tightened inside me. Everything tensed up. Everything let go...I lost myself in the feeling.

"Fuck! Shit! I-ahhh!" I heard Yeonjun groan shortly after the feeling slowly faded from me.

His pelvis stopped deeper inside me than before. Yeonjun's body tensed again and again as his breath hitched.

Did he cum?

More importantly...did I cum?

Is that what it feels like? Was it so liberating?

Yeonjun caught my attention as he pulled out of me, completely.

"Oh God...that was good!" He snorted as our eyes caught each other. Our breathing uneven as we just looked at each other and didn't move for a few moments.

Now it came... what I was afraid of.

The regret.

Yeonjun has been the one making my life difficult...why was I in bed with him?!

Suddenly I felt so exposed that I just wanted to get out of here or sink into the mattress.

Yeonjun didn't seem to mind as he sat up and swallowed.

"Uhm..." He started and I sat up too.

"Just…don't say anything." I said as I slid away from him and stood up on the other side of the bed.

I would regret that my whole life...what if my father found out!?

No one was ever allowed to know about this.

"I swear, if you ever tell anyone about this, I'll kick your ass so hard you'll find yourself on moon." I hissed at him as I frantically pulled on my undershirt and sweater.

Yeonjun just sat on the bed as I went to his side of the bed to put on my panties and Jeans.

Faster than he could see, I was dressed again and had collected everything else that belonged to me.

"Do you just want to leave now?" Yeonjun finally noticed as I went to the door.

"Yes!" I said clearly, ripped the door open, stormed into the hallway and slammed the door behind me.

*

A knock on my door woke me from my sleep. Still half in dreamland I turned around facing the door.

"Sumi? Darling, are you awake yet?" I heard my mother's familiar voice behind the door. I sighed in defeat before throwing the blanket off of me. I swung my legs out of bed and sat up. My legs felt like I did a workout yesterday. I shuffled shakily to the door, squinting my eyes at the sore feeling between my legs.

Damn idiot! I cursed to myself, just like yesterday when I arrived in my room at night.

It's your own damn fault that everything hurts now! Why are you giving your first time to an asshole like that anyway?

I opened the door with my hair probably completely disheveled and my eyes puffy. The smile on my mother's face disappeared as she looked at me closer.

"Seemed like the party were hard yesterday. Are you okay?" She asked and I just winked at her before turning around and walking back into the room. I immediately snuggled back under my blanket as my mother entered my room and closed the door behind her.

"Is that a no? Do you need anything?" She asked carefully and I just gave a long grumble.

I was actually fine, except for the feeling between my legs, which reminded me mercilessly of the worst night of my life. Which was yesterday…

The first time should be something special... and what did I do? Gave it to someone I don't even like.

I noticed my mother sitting on the foot of my bed.

"I just wanted to tell you that your father and I have already had breakfast and are now heading to the slopes. You don't have to ski today if you don't want to." She said and I looked at her.

"Thanks, I think I'll just stay here today." I replied.

My mother smiles: "All day? You have to eat something, too, darling."

"I'll do it." I mumbled and mom nodded.

"OK then, see you later," she said and got up, "But you have to come back tomorrow, otherwise your weekly ski ticket would be useless."

"Hm..."

Then silence until I heard the door open and close again. Now I opened my eyes fully and stared at the drawn curtains. I didn't have the heart to look at my mother for long after what I did yesterday.

I knew it was wrong...why didn't I end things right away?! I took a deep breath before rolling onto my back. Should I blame it on the alcohol that had knocked out my senses yesterday, or...what else?

I ignored the fact that I wasn't even fully drunk yesterday.

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Sin never tasted so...

Chapter 1 - Fate is a bastard

A TXT Yeonjun Fanfiction from Mrs. Choi-Park

CEO/non-idol/dom/bully!Yeonjun! / Confident/sub/named/fem!Reader!

No obstacle - made of stone - stops love, what love can do, it dares to do. - pretty cheesy, right?

Romeo and Juliet, literature that can only be endured through modern language and films, nowadays. We all know the plot.

~A boy and a girl, madly in love with each other but the tragic circumstances of the family dispute kill both of them in the end.

The "most beautiful" love story in the world...if you don't experience it yourself. Fate is sometimes an ice-cold bastard.

Warnings under the cut

Warnings: rough language, hate speech, bullying, sex language, they kinda hate each other, caring yeonjun

Please remember that I fully respect the privacy of all K-Pop Idols and that this is just a fantasy. It's not my intention to harm anyone! (I've been a MOA since March 2023)

The hot whirlpool was just right thing for my muscles, which were pretty acidic from two days of skiing.

I still had four days ahead of my parents and my winter sports trip. And even though skiing was my favorite sport after hip-hop dancing, it was pretty tiring. My parents and I also received an unpleasant surprise yesterday.

The 5-star sports hotel high in the Pyeongchang Mountains has also attracted another rich Korean family from Seoul.

Why did the Choi's - my father's chosen mortal enemies - have to have a vacation in the same hotel as us in the same week as us?!

Ever since I was little, my parents always instilled in me that the Choi's were truly the spawn of hell.

It wasn't until I was 13 years old that I really found out why our family's didn't get along at all.

My parents, who had moved from Germany to Korea four years before I was born, had started with a small bookstore, which developed into a publishing house for small authors and later into the second largest publishing house in South Korea. My parents have always hated the Choi's, who put obstacles in their way, even now they were holding back our really great success.

The Choi's owned the number one publishing house in Korea, which had also been producing Manhwa's for several years now. (Counterpart to Japanese anime)

Because of this family, my parents struggled with racism, failure and stagnation. We had to deal with copyright lawsuits again and again - fights that emptied our Bank account and were never really justified. We also couldn't follow up with the manhwa's because it was forbidden to us. The old Choi was "a big animal in the world of Politics," as he always said. And even though my parents had come a long way...we had to constantly look into our pockets while the Choi's lived in luxury.

The 5-star holiday was the first in 6 years. Before that we either couldn't go on a skiing holiday or we could only go to a 3-4 star hotel. That's why I wanted to enjoy the whirlpool now and do not think of anything bad, who knows when I'll have that again.

For two minutes I enjoyed the flow of water and the bubbles massaging my back.

Until~

"Oh no, that can't be possible! I wanted to go into that hot tub, potato!" I heard a voice. It didn't take a split second before I recognized the voice. The unpleasant nickname, only one person used it for me, was the final hint.

I opened my eyes and lifted my head, which I had rested on the edge of the hot tub.

Choi Yeonjun.

As expected.

The 24-year-old son of the family I had grown to hate.

Yeonjun stood on the stairs that led up to the hot tub where I was relaxing. I rolled my eyes, not giving him a second glance after dropping my head back down again.

He wasn't worth saying anything back.

"Come on out, I want to relax!" he grumbled. Without saying anything, I raised my hand out of the water with my middle finger held up.

There was silence for a moment. Before I was about to look up to see if he had disappeared, I heard an angry murmur. Then noises coming from the water. I raised my head again and actually saw Yeonjun across from me climbing into the large whirlpool.

"Fuck! What are you doing?!" I threw it at his head and Yeonjun looked up. His look more than disgusted as he lowered himself.

"Maybe I can get you out of here when I'm in." Yeonjun's arm swirled through the water in front of him as his gaze followed his movement. I saw him grin evilly, "Cool, through the whirlpool bubbles, you can't even tell that I've just made bubbles."

As his gaze climbed up to me, I understood what he meant and jumped up immediately. I had 100% confidence that he had just farted in here. So I rushed out of the water, exclaiming in disgust: "You really are the stupidest creep I've ever met!"

Yeonjun laughed as I tied my towel around myself, crawled into my flip flops and rushed away.

Stupid asshole! Why did I have to bother with something like that? Life could be so beautiful.

Even at school he was the biggest idiot I knew, who made every day there a living hell until he finally graduated and I could enjoy four years without him.

Stupid private comprehensive school from the first to the eighth grade we were in one school. Luckily he was always four steps above me, but I was always afraid the stupid idiot would repeat a year and we will sit together in a class at some point. Surprisingly this never happened.

He ruined everything. My school days, my school dance club - which he also signed up for after I signed up - the success of my family and so much more.

I really hated Yeonjun.

He was a brat, idiot, know-it-all and disgusting. I had asked my fate several times 'Why him? Why do I have to know someone like that?' ~ I would never have received an answer.

I really hoped he wouldn't come to the little party in the mountain hut by the ski slopes this evening. Hopefully he wasn't in the hut today where there were a thousand posters saying that today was a Party. Because as far as I knew Yeonjun, he took every party with him and always a slut from there who fell for his tricks and then was dropped by him afterwards.

Asshole!

I didn't want to spend any longer in the hotel's swimming area so I went to my room.

The smarter one always gives in, right?

*

Hope dies last, but eventually it dies too.

For me the time had come when the door of the cozy mountain hut opened and Yeonjun entered.

From my seat at the bar I could see the door perfectly and everyone who entered could also see me. Unfortunately, our eyes met immediately. I exhaled in frustration and rolled my eyes. The nice young man named Danwoo, who I had already met on the ski slopes yesterday, looked at me in surprise.

"What's up?" He asked over the loud music in the bar as I looked deep into my cocktail glass, hoping Yeonjun would just ignore me.

"Nothing…I"

"Heyjo Sumi!" A loud voice shouted at us.

Oh, please don't! Why me?!

While Danwoo turned in the direction the voice had come from, I drank my cocktail, which was actually quite strong, in one go.

When I put my glass back down, I was immediately greeted by Yeonjun's sharp eyes. He had stopped close to Danwoo and leaned on the counter so he could look at me.

"I thought you didn't like parties, sweetie." He greeted me.

I gave him a dark look.

"First of all, don't call me sweetie, second of all, I don't like parties when you're around and third, fuck off!" I replied.

Unfortunately, I knew that Yeonjun wouldn't be shaken off so easily.

Yeonjun gave a half-hearted laugh and raised his eyebrows: “That’s bad, I wasn’t planning on going.”

"Excuse me...may I ask who you are?" Danwoo interrupted our conversation and I clenched my teeth so hard that my jaw hurt as Yeonjun looked disparagingly at my acquaintance.

"The question would be mine first." He replied to Danwoo, who seemed a little taken aback.

"Yeonjun! Just shut up and leave!" I protested, causing his gaze to turn back to me. His bored look turned into a wickedly amused grin.

He rested his head on his hand: "Why so pissed off, little one? Your problem if you're always looking for someone who can't satisfy you."

A fire burned inside me. I immediately jumped up from my chair, wanting to choke Yeonjun with the small silver chain that hung around his neck.

I walked up to him and held my finger close to his nose: "I'd like you to-"

Before I could even continue speaking, I felt a hand on my shoulder pulling me back and away from Yeonjun faster than I expected.

It turned out to be Danwoo who pulled me through the dancing crowd, out of Yeonjun's sight. When we finally got to the corner where sofas were, he looked at me a little surprised: "Who was that?"

I looked at Danwoo for a few seconds before I glanced over my shoulder and was relieved to see that Yeonjun didn't seem to have followed us.

"Oh, that was nobody. I've called him my problem my whole life...please don't worry about him, he's just an asshole." I said and Danwoo's facial expressions relaxed a bit.

"Why is he here?"

"I would like to know that too, believe me, fate is just not kind to me."

"Then let's get out of his way."

"Deal!"

Surprisingly, I didn't even see a trace of Yeonjun in the hut for the next 2 hours. He had probably already grabbed the next poor girl and was fucking her somewhere.

I didn't care. Danwoo was so generous in ordering me a ton of alcohol that I didn't even think about Yeonjun. Until Danwoo went to the toilet around 2am, I took a short break from dancing and sank onto the couch in the back compartment of the mountain hut.

The party was surprisingly well attended, the songs were first class and the atmosphere was electric. I was happy to have met Danwoo because I would never go to a party like this alone.

My vision was still clear, but I noticed that my mood was getting significantly better with every second. I also started some conversations with complete strangers on the dance floor. Well, my inhibitions were long overcome.

"Where did you leave your boyfriend?" Someone asked me. I looked to my right where a bad awakening awaited me.

Yeonjun.

"What the hell are you doing here?!" I asked, horrified. My good mood immediately disappeared.

"I was sitting here the whole time." He grumbled, taking a sip from his beer bottle that had been resting between his legs.

I stood up immediately.

I thought Yeonjun had already left the party, what was he doing here all of a sudden?!

I stood up immediately.

"Hey, wait! I asked you something!" He protested as I tried walking away. I ignored him and tried to escape through the dancing crowd. Unfortunately, this turned out to be difficult, thanks to the somewhat chubby man in front of me.

"Hey!" I heard Yeonjun say, shortly afterwards a surprisingly warm hand on my forearm. I was spun around and to make matters worse, lost my balance due to my drunkenness.

The next moment I found myself on the floor, between Yeonjun's legs. When I glanced up at him he seemed confused, but this was quickly replaced by a broad smile.

"Oh what did I do to deserve this honor?" He asked and I furrowed my eyebrows.

But before I could get up, Yeonjun leaned forward, his face now close to mine.

"Will you answer my question now?" He asked. The smell of beer could be clearly smelled from his breath. But my breathing probably wasn't any better.

"Why? Jealous?"

"Pfft!" with that amused sound, Yeonjun leaned back and I took the chance to get up.

"Why should I be jealous? You should be." He said and I looked down at him confused.

"What does that mean again?!" I wanted to know and Yeonjun shrugged indifferently.

"I thought I saw your guy disappearing into a cubicle in the toilet with someone earlier." He explained himself and I raised an eyebrow.

"God! How much have you drunk?"

"3 beers and a soju shot. I know what I saw.", He murmured before taking another sip from his bottle, "Think about it, how long has he been gone now?"

Oh my god...he wasn't entirely wrong. Danwoo had probably been gone for a little longer than 15 minutes. I bit my bottom lip, rather unconsciously, as I looked over my shoulder at the toilet entrance.

Well maybe the queue was long…

"Come!" Yeonjun said in a firm voice and walked past me. More successful than me, he made his way through the dancing crowd. I was left a little surprised. It was Yeonjun we were talking about here...he probably just wanted to convince me of something again. Lies were his specialty.

"What's wrong now, potato?" Yeonjun shouted, just loud enough for me to hear him over the music. I bit my lip again before hesitantly moving forward. I trotted after Yeonjun through the crowd. We got to the toilets pretty quickly.

From what I got to know - Danwoo was the complete opposite of Yeonjun. Funny, understanding, decent and attentive...I wouldn't trust him to ever cheat on anyone-

I froze when I saw Danwoo in the doorframe of the men's toilet. A short woman with long black hair stood in front of him, giggling wildly.

"Danwoo?" I immediately forgot it when I saw him and the unknown girl together.

Danwoo turned his head to the side and immediately stood upright. His features looked shocked. Like a little kid who just got caught stealing candy.

"Hey Sumi... uhm it's not what it looks like."

"Oh no! It is exactly what it looks like! What was he like, doll?" Yeonjun joined the conversation, the question obviously directed at the black-haired girl.

So he was right...Yeonjun hadn't lied to me. Then why did I want him to do it?

Contrary to my expectations, my eyes began to burn. A sign of impending tears.

Oh no!

The girl standing in front of Danwoo looked back and forth between me and him, more than surprised, as if she wanted to make sure we both were real.

"What do you want again? I don't even know you." Danwoo said to Yeonjun and I just turned around and ran. I didn't know where my legs would take me, but I just wanted to be somewhere else right now. Somewhere far away.

Why were all boys so shitty? My first boyfriend had already cheated on me...why does it have to happen again?! Why does fate always have to put obstacles in my way?! Why can't I be lucky too?!

Before I knew it, I was standing in front of the mountain hut in the freezing cold winter when the first tear finally ran down my cheek.

The cold wind that blew over my arms, which were only covered with a thin sweater, gave me goosebumps. But I was less interested in that right now. I folded my arms and pulled my shoulders up to my ears, as I ran from A to B and cursed things that even I couldn't understand.

Only the light from the window of the hut and the light from the drag lifts twenty meters away brought light to the pitch-dark ski slope that stretched below me.

It's not what it looks like! It's always what it looks like! - "Asshole, idiot, wanker!" I called out into the clear evening air.

"I hope you don't mean me again?" A voice suddenly came from behind me.

I turned around and recognized Yeonjun in the dim light of the surroundings. I quickly turned away again.

Never let your enemies see your tears!- my father always says.

"Are you crying?" He asked further and I heard the snow crunching under his feet.

I frantically wiped my cold teary cheeks.

"Pff, not because of him! How long have you known him - a day?" Yeonjun said. His voice now close behind me.

"What do you want here, Yeonjun? Leave me alone, I have enough to worry about right now!" I replied sharply. For a moment there was silence. I kept my gaze fixed on the snow beneath me. I started to shiver, unintentionally but no wonder given the cold.

"I'll make sure you don't freeze to death out here." I heard him say. His answer was a little softer than usual.

"Ha! That would be fine with you." I hissed back.

"That's nonsense!" Yeonjun exclaimed, the next moment I felt his hands on my shoulders and I promptly were turned around.

"Why are you crying and trying to get yourself killed out here? Boys suck, you should know that."

"Cheating is not only shit, it's anti-social, unrespectful and a crime!", I pulled myself out of his grasp, "I just want to be alone right now, so get lost!"

"You're such a stubborn person sometimes that I just-"

"That you want to - what? - You want to kill me? Then make it easy and get inside! The cold will do the jo-"

Before I could finish, Yeonjun grabbed my forearm and pulled me with him surprisingly easily.

"Let go of me, asshole!" I protested as he opened the door to the mountain hut again.

He showed the tall, broadly built security man his party entry bracelet and also mine, since I was wearing it on my wrist, which he was holding tightly. The man nodded and looked at me a little confused as Yeonjun dragged me further.

"What's your jacket?!" He wanted to know when he got to the cloakroom and finally let me go. His grip would definitely leave bruises. "Mind your own business?" I asked and Yeonjun gave me a dangerous look.

"If you have your jacket, you're welcome to stand outside all night long, but you won't die." He growled.

"Since when have you been interested in my health?" I didn't give in.

"SUMI!!!" Yeonjun shouted clearly for everyone in the hut to hear, even over the loud music. I winced.

"Can't you forget your fucking pride for once and tell me what your fucking jacket looks like?!" He cursed at me. I looked at him for a few moments and then at the woman in the dressing room who had been watching us in shock. Finally, I rummaged through my back pocket of my jeans for the little chip that told the woman where my jacket had been hung.

The woman accepted the chip and disappeared into the cloakroom without saying a word.

"Finally!" Yeonjun turned his back to the coat rack and slumped against it. He looked at me and I suddenly felt very small. My gaze went down.

"You can be quite annoying, you know that?" He said and I couldn't help but roll my eyes. But I didn't say anything, even though there was something on the tip of my tongue that I had been able to respond.

A moment later the woman came back and put my jacket over the counter.

"Here you go, I wish you a pleasant evening." She murmured casually as she eyed Yeonjun skeptically, who still had his back to the woman.

I grabbed my jacket and decided at that moment that there was no point in staying here. So why not leaving?

Without saying another word to the woman or Yeonjun, I turned around and left.

"Put it on in front of me, otherwise I'll have to go out again!" Yeonjun asked me, but I kept going. When I finally got back outside, I put on my warm ski jacket and adjusted my scarf that was stuck in the sleeve of the jacket. Then I stalked off. The snow crunches beneath my feet.

I loved that sound and it always brought me a childlike joy, but right now it didn't spark anything in me.

I was drunk, sad and pissed off...sleep would help...maybe.

"Potato!" I heard Yeonjun calling, who seemed to have followed me outside again. I didn't stop, just looked over my shoulder in the direction of the mountain hut. Yeonjun ran after me, also frantically pulling his jacket over his shoulders.

"Hey, where are you going?" He asked when he was no longer two meters away from me.

"To the hotel, I don't want to stay anymore." I explained myself and trudged up the stairs to the drag lift.

"Oh, fuck Danwoo! He wouldn't have made it anyway!" Yeonjun said. The sound of a zipper followed his statement.

"Is it always just about the one thing for you?” I asked as we arrived at the drag lift platform, that was supposed to bring us down. It was empty except for the two of us. The lift attendant had probably gone home hours ago and had just left the lift running.

"Well, I'm just saying, you always pick the losers." Yeonjun said as we stood so that a lift could swing directly into our legs. What happened immediately afterwards. We dropped into the cold seat of the seat lift and began our way down.

"How do you know? Danwoo wouldn’t have-"

"Oh no, don't tell me that. Danwoo wouldn't have gotten anything done. And that's exactly your problem!" He interrupted and I looked at him questioningly after I pulled down the bar that now served us as a belt.

"What's my problem?"

"You're totally unsatisfied! That's why it's so annoying with you."

I tried my best not to give the most sarcastic laugh the world had ever heard.

"You're such an idiot! That's not my problem, it's you! I'm a gentle little flower to others, you know...but as you are to me, I'm to you!"

Yeonjun raised an eyebrow, "A gentle flower? How much did you drink?"

"To be honest, a lot, but that doesn't change the fact that I'm telling the truth." I said and crossed my arms.

"Hm...I'd rather stick to my opinion - sounds more logical." Yeonjun grumbled.The rest of the ride was silent. After we got out, we had to walk about 10 minutes to the hotel.

It was strange. I almost didn't feel the need to avoid Yeonjun. Of course he was annoying me - to hell - but I was almost happy not to be alone, even if it was Yeonjun...with whom I shared the silence of the night.

In the second minute of the walk, Yeonjun found his voice again: "Honestly, when was the last time you had really good sex?"

I looked at Yeonjun in horror. He looked at me almost innocently. A stark contrast to his question.

"As if I'm telling you this..." to be honest I've never had sex...but he didn't need to know that. With my first boyfriend it never got further than foreplay. Well, I was 20 now, but I never put any pressure on myself to have sex.

You don't miss what you don't know, so why the rush. The right one will come at some point.

"So it's been ages?" Yeonjun asked and I rolled my eyes. "Why am I even talking to you?!" I grumbled and Yeonjun gave a small laugh. "Because you know deep down that I'll bring it." This statement makes me stand still. I never expected such a statement even from Yeonjun. "Please what?" It slipped my mind and Yeonjun also stopped two steps in front of me. He smiled broadly at me and wiggled his eyebrows.

"I don't want to praise myself, but I've only ever received good feedback. I could get you to your high." He said and you could practically see him mentally patting himself on the shoulder.

"You're disgusting! I thought I am too annoying to put up with for even two minutes." I pointed out and Yeonjun shrugged.

"Drunk you're ok." He said and continued walking. After a few seconds I started moving again.

"Still this won't happen in a thousand years!" I said, earning a laugh from Yeonjun.

"Not even if you were the last one in the world." I continued my thought. Now nothing came from Yeonjun. The thought shook my body.

No, no, I would never go into bed with him. Disgusting!

"I..would." I then heard and looked up. Yeonjun looked over his shoulders at me.

"I do not think so."

"I guess so!"

"Oh man Yeonjun, are you really just thinking with your cock?"

"Would be a huge space for thinking." It took me two seconds to understand what he meant. When it clicked, I pushed him aside: "You're really gross!"

The hotel was already in sight. I almost thought we had a good moment, a minute ago, but now I just wanted to get away from this conversation quickly. Luckily, Yeonjun stayed behind me and kept his mouth shut. But I felt his gaze very present on me.

"Apart from your stubbornness, which really annoys me, you have a really nice body." Yeonjun finally said as we turned into the hotel parking area.

"Yeonjun stop, this is really strange!" I protested, only hearing a deep breath behind me.

"Are you really drunk?" He asked further and I looked over my shoulder. His warm breath puffed into the cold air, clearer than my own.

"I don't think DRUNK but ON DRUNK." I said as I pushed open the front door of the hotel. The lobby was only dimly lit, but cozy and warm. Nobody was here anymore - sure it was about 3am. I stopped briefly in front of the fireplace and stretched out my cold fingers. The ember still released heat.

Mmm, that was nice.

Suddenly someone grabbed me by the waist and pulled me back violently. Immediately afterwards I noticed the corner of the old wooden reception desk on my lower back. Startled, I looked up and was greeted by Yeonjun's sharp eyes. I knew that Yeonjun was significantly taller than me, but he was just so close to me that I had to look up high. His hands firmly on my hips, holding me close to the reception.

"What the hell-"

"Funny...I'm pretty horny right now." He murmured and I saw his eyes suddenly darken. That sent a shiver down my spine.

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