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On Your Knees! - Lee Heeseung

Pairing: Heeseung x fem reader

Warnings: smut, fingering, blowjob

Synopsis: Two academically inclined students using each other to relieve their stress - rivals with benefits?

WC: 1k

PS. not proofread

"Hey, can you help me solve this?" the girl sitting next to you whispered, making you drift your eyes away from your book for a few seconds.

How can people not get the simple things right? your own voice echoed in your head as you gave your friend a firm nod.

And before you could get back to your book, the bell rang, making half the class already disappear, leaving you and your class president still stuck to your seats.

You walked to the one occupied chair, rows ahead of you and mouthed a 'Now' to the tall boy, who was running his fingers through his soft hair, seemingly consumed in the book he was reading, up until you beckoned him to join you for the rendezvous

You turned your heels towards the door, without waiting for him and exited the classroom in no time, his footsteps trailing behind yours.

The old supplies room never caught anyone's attention, students mostly ran to the wide playground or the library after school. Unlike the two of you, who discovered it by chance, and made it your meeting room to relieve the built-up stress throughout the day

You took your usual spot on the chair, and he on his knees on the floor, right under you. You'd be lying if you said that seeing him on his knees for you, didn't turn you on. The visuals were too pleasing.

You spread your legs apart and slightly rolled up your skirt, so you could see his face fuck your pussy.

He loosened his necktie a little as he adjusted himself in front of your entrance. Without wasting much time with unnecessary foreplays, he licked the sides of your thigh, slowly tracing his tongue to your already wet core. Your body instantly reacted by the toes curling in, and your knees being pushed inwards, squeezing the poor boy's cheeks between your legs.

He brought his hands to rest on your thighs and push them away to ease him in hitting your spots where you like them

He hooked your panty and pulled it one side with his finger, exposing your dripping cunt. Then he swiftly ran his tongue all over it, making you arch your back on the chair. You released your first moan, but tried holding yourself back from calling his name, because if you did, then it'd be game over for you two.

You both agreed on the 'no strings attached' rule from the beginning. However, you weren't really the fuck buddies type either, you never really took it that far. But there were times when you felt like you needed more of him, but you were too timid to voice it, because 'more' meant

It only took you a minute to squirt your cum all over his face. And right after you did, he stood up from his spot and wiped his face with the tissue he pulled out from his pocket.

"I'll be needing you after practice tonight" You were too dazed to even respond to him, but he looked at your worn-out state from the corner of his eyes and smirked to himself, feeling proud and satisfied at his work. Heeseung, the ace that he is!

You initially planned on leaving home early after school, but now you had an appointment lined up, so you decided to finish your homework in the library and wait till his practice ended.

A couple hours passed by, and you were almost done with your studying for the day. That's when you received a text from him, asking you to meet him behind the bleacher, so you packed your stuff and made your way to the field.

"Here?" you questioned, looking around and cocking your head slightly

"Yeah, there's no one here, don't worry" he spoke as he settled down on one of the benches, spreading his legs apart and looking at you impatiently.

You looked around one more time just to be sure, before dropping on your knees and pulling the drawstring of his shorts loose. You could already see the outline of his hardened member through his boxer. You almost forgot that you were staring at it for a good minute, and he let you.

Had you both been in a relationship, you'd have teased him for getting so hard .... for you. But you agreed on keeping things direct and straight-forward which meant no teasing, foreplays or unnecessary moaning like they do on Pornhub.

You rubbed his tip with your finger and ran your hand up and down his length. He was already leaking some precum even before you touched him, so you decided to lick it off for him. The sensation of your warm tongue that wrapped around his tip couldn't be described in words, but you noticed his head falling back and a deep moan that followed it.

You'd never heard him moan before, so this was your first time actually hearing his deep voice and for some reason, it turned you on. You wanted to record it and play it on loop every time you touched yourself at night, before drifting off to sleep.

You could see beads of sweat trailing down his forehead to his shoulder blades from the corner of your eyes. Your tongue kept swirling around his shaft and soon enough, you felt his hand gently pushing you deeper into him, so your mouth started to move along his length. He was too big for you to take in all at once, so you took your time in adjusting to his size as tears slowly started to form in your eyes. You'd turn into a crying mess if you kept going for another minute. Luckily for you, he seemed like he was reaching his high too, from all that twitching of his cock inside your lips.

You wondered what you could do to hear his throaty deep moan again, but it looked like he was giving his best in holding back from giving in to guilty pleasures that could possibly ruin what you actually have.

He pulled out as he came, spilling his thick cum all over your dress. Just great! You guessed that you probably had to head back to the bathroom to wash it off, cause you wouldn't want to gather unnecessary attention from people.

He was already packing up his stuff to get going, but you had things to say to him, things that could possibly even test your relationship that you're in, but you were still soaking wet, all from his moan and the wild imaginations that wrecked your brain

"I ... need" you whispered, hoping he'd hear you, but he was already on his tracks, leaving you behind to take care of your own business

Part 2?

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If I can't be close to you - Lee Heeseung

Pairing: heeseung x fem reader

Warnings: Angst, mentions of death, supernatural, depressive themes with suicidal ideations

Synopsis: Just two souls that meet in the middle of the woods during a school trip

WC: 1.8k

The bus pulled to a halt and the once quiet voices started to rejoice at finally reaching the destination after a five-hour long drive. It was already late in the afternoon, but the canopy of tall trees blocked any remaining sunlight reaching the surface, urging all the students to get to working soon - which included setting up the tents, collecting the firewood for campfires, setting up artificial lights around the meeting point and barbecue grills for later that night.

You keenly looked around to find a chore that your body could get busy with, but truth be told, there were more than enough students for each job. So, you just decided to walk along the river that you spotted from the distance, but as soon as you made a move towards it, your home room teacher nudged you gently and spoke after clearing her throat "I should warn you to not wander off too far, especially those yellow lines you see .... don't go past them"

You didn't quite get what she meant by the 'yellow lines', but you gave her a quick nod to save some lecturing so you could be on your own.

On your way to the brook, you saw a couple of your friends waving their hands at you, but you gestured that you wouldn't take too long with the walk, you just needed some alone time after all the rough week you'd been through at home. Sure, you'd love to share some of it with someone to get some weight off of your shoulders, but your friends wouldn't empathize with you, they may pat you on the back or pull you into a tight hug, but what you needed the most at the moment was to connect with someone who was going through the same shit you go through everyday most of the days.

As you neared the stream, the air grew colder and everything around you turned a little darker than before. You felt puffs of cold breath hitting the back of your shoulder. You wanted to turn around, but your body froze, you wanted to ask but your words failed you, so you just stood there absorbing the idea of someone standing close to you becoming your potential confidant.

"I've given it a thought and it doesn't seem so bad ...." you start off "the water might be cold, but it's only a matter of few minutes. Only a few minutes of pain"

At this point, you felt a pair of hands encircling your lower body and pulling it close to theirs. You barely even flinched at what had happened. You knew you weren't alone; you knew you had someone listening to your rant, you were just glad they did what they did.

Their fingers were colder than yours, but you came to seek warmth in them. You felt their chin drop on your shoulder and their soft cold cheek rest against yours. From the corner of your eyes, you could see the outline of their hair that appeared messy with purple highlights against black curls of hair, in one word - breathtaking.

Whoever this boy was, had your attention. You long forgot about the river that ran silently in front of you. Your eyes were still on this young boy who came out of nowhere and chose to embrace you with reverence.

He straightened his body from crouching down to meet your height when he felt you move a little to take a good look at him.

You were waiting for him to introduce himself, which he quickly got a hint of after a long pause.

"I'm Lee Heeseung, from Chilbo high school" He spoke as a tint of red spread across his face. You smiled at his silly side, you knew he was blushing from the hug earlier, but you didn't question him, you didn't want to make things awkward between you two.

"Is your school here for a retreat too?" you asked, to which a replied with a small nod and a "yeah, they're on the other side of the river"

You could see why he was away from his group, just like how you were away from yours. It's like you both met in the middle to find solace in these trying times.

"I wouldn't have come here today if it wasn't for my friends" you spoke again. "I'd rather be..."

"At a coin karaoke bar" he completed your sentence with a proud wink. But you just stood there baffled at how he knew so well about you.

"I know. I've seen you a couple times in the neighborhood. Besides, our schools are kinda close too" He added to clear the cloud of confusion forming in your head.

"How come I've never seen you" you sulked in a pout as if that was something unfair that you didn't get to see him all this while.

"Now you have!" His eyes gleamed as his voice picked up a shrill with excitement. "I'm glad to have finally met you. I've always wanted to approach you first and talk to you about the usual things - how your day had gone, how you wished it had gone"

"Now you have!" you repeated his words as a smile crept across your face and you couldn't look him in the eye anymore, so you just chose to lay focus on his shoes for a second. You couldn't help but blush at the shameless confessions that started revealing one after the other.

"So you're the go-get it type, huh? Took you for a shy guy" you asked rhetorically.

"I guess? I have nothing to lose" he spoke as his tone dropped at the last few words.

You raised your head again to meet his eyes which looked dull now, his face looked hurt. But he still managed to put a smile on his face for you, so that you didn't have to worry about him, or about anything else.

He walked a little closer to you, just an inch, but that seemed to have closed the distance between you two, cause at this point your bodies were touching and your foreheads connected, but he still leaned in further as if he was going to kiss you. You didn't move, if anything you wanted to skip to the best part, which was to touch him, and be touched by him.

He laid his one arm on your waist and the other going up your cheek, slowly stroking it with his bruised fingertips. You thought you would melt and evaporate into the thin air. You both didn't need to speak much or ask too many questions like people generally would during their first encounters. You just leaned into the touch you both craved for a long time.

"It is worse than it seems" he spoke gently close to your lips "I can vouch for that"

You knew he had more coming, so you waited patiently to hear him out.

"It maybe a few minutes of pain, but those minutes feel like days"

You brought your arms over his head and started playing with his hair while he brought his other hand down to your waist to complete the hug.

"I'd do anything I can to keep you afloat."

His nose brushed against yours and his soft lips pecked your cheek as parts of his hair got entangled in yours.

"But I can't. It's too late"

His arms dropped from your waist as he slowly pulled himself away from you, but before he got away too far, you pulled him back in and pressed your lips on his.

"I wish we'd met sooner. I wish I ...." he spoke through the kiss. A drop of tear rolled down your cheek which he wiped away with his thumb.

You deepened the kiss to stop him from speaking any further. You weren't ready for this. You had a hunch of where he was going with this and you knew it was eventually going to break your heart, crush your long-dead soul. But you chose to live in the moment, while he was there with you in the space that only the two of you shared.

You felt his face drop on your shoulder as his arms pulled you in closer than before. You wish you could stay with him for another ten minutes, and then another ten minutes and then somehow the time would just stop for you two.

"Please stay with me" your voice cracked as you pleaded.

"I will. You just gotta know where to find me" he spoke livelier than before, so you would stop crying, but you could see right through his white lies.

You held onto his shirt tightly, scared that if you let go of him, he would disappear like mist.

After a few seconds, you heard faint noise in the distance that grew louder each second.

"Y/N" you turned around as you heard your teacher call out your name, but when you turned back around, you were met with nothing but pitch darkness. Just like that he was gone.

Your teacher quickly grabbed your hands and started pulling you away towards the camp area. You let yourself be dragged by her as tears started rolling down your face.

"I told you not to go past the yellow lines. We can't afford to lose another student to that river" your teacher started her lecturing.

"another student?" you asked in curiosity, but also in denial as you didn't want to hear the rest of it.

"Yeah, a few weeks ago, one of the students from Chilbo drowned in these very waters. Poor boy was pranked by his friends and fell in the waters, it wasn't too deep, but the heavy rains didn't help him make it on the surface"

A part of you knew what had happened. Not from the gossips or from the local news, but from the way he looked at you, his eyes spoke the saddest story your ears were not ready to hear.

Your friends ran towards you as you got closer to the camping area, but you just shut yourself inside the tent, screaming to your friends that you needed to be alone for a while.

"You just gotta know where to find me" his words resonated within you every five seconds.

If I can't be close to you, I'll settle for the ghost of you

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P.s spanish is not my first language, so don't come at me if the trans are off

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The Wrong Guy Pt.4 (FINALE) || Lee Heeseung

heeseung x fem reader

tw: sadistic and gruesome themes, character death

wc: 1.7k

You blinked your eyes open from your slumber upon the touch of cold fingers stroking your cheek. And as soon as you took in the view before you, you pushed yourself backwards in fear.

"Heeseung?" Your voice came out in a hopeful yet terrified whisper.

But the person in front of you chose to stay quiet, instead brought his other hand to his face and let his chin rest on it.

You knew from the moment you felt his cold touch on your face that he was not the one you wished to see but you chose to play it cool. You took a quick glance at the door, which was wide open, and checked the key behind you, which was right where it was, then you glanced back at him, unsure of how he got in.

"Ever occurred to you that I might have a spare key? I guess if Heeseung wasn't that dumb, he'd have gotten rid of the spare key too, right?"

Your eyebrows suddenly dropped from the frown to an offended look at the mention of Heeseung being called out names.

"Right, hun?" Ethan spoke again in a louder tone to get an affirmation from you, but you just sat there looking at him, feeling defeated. Ethan however was not having it, the man had reached his tolerance with the way you'd been acting up, so without wasting much time, he grabbed your waist, lifted you up and carried you with him out of that room, down the corridors to a special room, his favorite one.

You just gave up and let him have it his way. You could barely even feel your legs or your arms or your body at this point. It had been two days that you went on without any source of nutrition, so it was natural for your body to react in such a way.

Your eyes kept shutting off, but you could see that familiar room again that you saw a few hours ago, the one with the walls tainted with what seemed and smelled like blood. At this point, your toes curled in due to the impending doom that you sensed falling upon you.

"Heeseung, please .... I need you! Now. Please come out. HEESEUNG" You prayed and screamed, if that'd bring him out but you just got yourself plopped down on the steel grey table by the now angry man who walked towards one of the drawers and pulled out long chains with shackles attached to them.

He chained your legs and arms to the table like you were some experimental animal. Whatever one percent of humaneness he had in him was now gone. You had indeed unleashed a monster.

He pulled up some of his carpentry tools while you kept your prayers going.

Suddenly, the sound of a drill made you take a break from your relentless begging, at least for a second maybe.

"If you so badly want to see me like this ... be it" He said as he walked closer to your table with the machine in his hand.

"Where do we begin?" He asked as he eyed you up and down, trying to find a good spot for afflicting pain. He steadied his hands as he adjusted the drill over your ankle, you could see his eyes beaming with excitement, his lips curling up in a grin as he drew the weapon closer to your feet.

"Ethan, please! You don't have to do this"

"I don't have to, but I want to" His grin spreading more and more across his face, just the sight of him making your body quiver and tremble in fear.

With slow motion, he moved the drill across your great toe, his eyes on your face the whole time - The way you arched your back in agony, the way your eyes forcibly shut tight enough to form the wrinkles on your face gave him a great deal of satisfaction.

In no time blood started dripping from the table end, making a puddle on the floor. The loud sound of the drill was now slowly fading away as you started seeing black spots around you, your hands tingling, head dizzy and heart palpitating.

"Heeseung, please! Come back ... I need-" It was getting hard for you to speak, but you were far from giving up.

Suddenly, the faint sound of the drill dropped. Silence filled the room. You tried lifting your head off the table to see what was going on.

The man who was piercing the drill through your toe a couple seconds ago, now just happened to stand there in horror. His eyes grew wider as his mouth fell open, hands dropping to his side with the drill hitting the floor with a small thud.

Although your body was in pain, your heart danced in joy to see the man you've been dying to, literally.

"Heeseung!!" Your scream made him blink a few times and finally take a look at you properly.

Wasting no time, he unshackled you from the table and helped you up. He wanted to say so many things to you, but how could he? The guilt stung his heart and tears started rolling down his cheeks.

As soon as you broke free from the chains, you threw your arms around him, bringing him closer for a hug. You sighed in relief as your face rested on his neck, but he just stood there, daring not to move an inch, his body stiffening each second.

"I'm so sorry Y/N! I know saying that is not gonna take away your pain, but I don't know what to say or do to make you feel better"

"Stay" You said as your grip on him strengthened and you pulled him even closer to your body, letting his shirt soak up all your tears.

But he pulled away from the hug after a second or two and stepped away from you. He reached his pocket and pulled out a phone.

"Guessing its yours?"

You give him a nod and he leaves the phone on the table for you to take. He also puts down a bigger key and tells you to use it on the main door. He then walks to the door and unlocks it and leaves it wide open, hoping you would run away as fast as you could.

As you got off the table, your knees gave in and you almost dropped to the floor but Heeseung was quick enough to grab you and help you up. Once you steadied yourself, he let go of your arms and set his gaze on the floor, as if he was trying to avoid any eye contact with you.

You grabbed his hands and gave them a little squeeze as you tried to smile for him.

"Come with me" You said nonchalantly but Heeseung tried to understand why you'd want to even stay with someone who harmed you in so many ways.

"My uncle is a really good psychiatrist. We'll go see him, I'm sure he can help you." You started to share your ideas, give him some hope, let him re-explore his lost self. But he just stood there, staring at the floor, blocking out every word you said.

"I'm beyond help. I don't deserve to live after what I've done to god knows how many women, after what I've done to you"

"Hey hey. It wasn't you." You spoke gently as you wipe his tears away, bringing your hands up his face and running them through his hair, earning a soft chuckle from him. You then circled your arms over his neck and pulled him closer to you. You both had a lot to say, nonetheless, resorted to silence and let the moment sink in with each breath you took.

Although Heeseung and Ethan were the same person, Heeseung definitely made you feel at ease with his laid-back and friendly demeanor. You wanted to know more about him, his childhood, favorite food and music, just the trivial of things.

You soon felt his arms over your waist, pulling you in deeper towards him. His chest heaving up and down with yours in unison made you want to hold on to that moment and make it last forever.

"I'm so sorry Y/N. But you have to go now and so do I"

You raised your head to look at him and ask him what he meant by he had to go ... but it was too late by then.

His white shirt now turned to red, his hand letting go of the knife that slashed his chest.

"Why? Why would you do that?" You screamed in terror as you ran to him, placing your hand on his slit open wound, trying to prevent further bleeding, but the cut ran a little too deep for your tiny hands to cover all of it.

You looked around frantically, trying to find any piece of cloth or a gauze to control the bleeding, but Heeseung grabbed your hands and forced a smile, to let you know that he appreciated your thoughtfulness, your company while it lasted, your sense of empathy.

"Just why Heeseung? Why would you-"

"This ends with me"

The End

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The Wrong Guy Pt.3 || Lee Heeseung

Pairing: heeseung + fem reader

TW: cursing, breaking away, mentions of death

WC: 1.78k

Your eyes fluttered open to the bright sunlight hitting your face. You tried moving around but you couldn't, almost instantly remembering that you'd been tied up. You could barely feel your arms at this point, they didn't hurt but they sure looked pale, almost as white as the paint on the walls around you.

You had no clock to keep track of the time, but you could tell that it had been several hours since you'd been locked up. The only difference was the room, looked more like a cellar, the bed was gone and so were the other basic furniture you'd noticed before. In fact, there was nothing in the room other than the four walls and a rusty metal door.

You were so dehydrated to even process what had happened to you while you were asleep, your eyes were fighting to stay open, the drowsiness was pushing you further into the slumber.

As you tried gulping a few times in order to speak, or maybe even attempt to scream for help, the rusty door flung open, revealing the tall and lean man from last night.

"Hey, my girlfriend's up already?!" Spoke he while walking closer to you.

As he crouched down to meet your eyes, he ran his slender fingers from the tip of your fingers hanging above your head to the side of your chest and said ...

"My pretty, pretty Lily. Looks like my flower needs some water, eh?"

You could barely even feel his hands on you. After wetting your lips a few times, you finally tried to speak out.

"Home.... I wanna go .... please! Miss my mom.... please" Tears rolled down your cheek as you tried to speak as loud and clear as you could. His eyes softened as he listened to you, as if his whole personality just flipped a 180. His eyes flickered open and closed as he massaged his temples a few times. Then, he brought his hand close to his face to rest his chin on it.

He sighed out loud and said "then go"

You blinked in disbelief, but he soon grabbed some keys out of his pocket and unlocked your shackles, setting you free. This for some reason seemed too easy and you knew there was a catch. But he just sat there staring at you intently, waiting for you to run away.

Your hands dropped by your side as soon as he released you, you tried to stand up, failing miserably like a newborn calf, but Ethan grabbed you and helped you up.

The door was open, yet your feet were hesitant to move. You turned to Ethan as you spoke ...

"Just why? Ethan I-"

"It's Heeseung!" He cut you off with a quick response. His tone went up as he spoke in annoyance. "But it doesn't matter anymore, just go. You're wasting time"

You had no idea what he meant by that, so you just stood there looking at him in wonder. What did he mean by you had no time to waste? What's with a new name, a new sense of consideration you saw in him for you?

He clicked his tongue in exasperation as he grabbed your hand and started dragging you with him, all the while your eyes set on him. You knew he looked different, not the Ethan that you've come to know from last night. You could tell that he looked worried by the way his face wore a frown, by the way his voice sounded appalled. The grip his hands had on yours was smooth too, although you couldn't feel much of it anyways due to the sluggish blood circulation, but you could tell that he tried his best not to hurt you.

He was taking you through a series of corridors that looked like the ones in a basement, everything rusted and old with spider webs hanging from every corner. Some of the cellars were equipped with heavy machinery, ones that you'd notice in a butcher's shop, the walls sprayed with a reddish tint. You shut your eyes close to stop imagining the worst possible scenarios.

As your feet reached a halt, you opened your eyes again to notice yet another door. But this one being even larger, you could almost hear the birds chirping from outside. This has to be it, you thought to yourself and looked back at Heeseung, who was struggling with the keys, trying to find the right one that fit the knob on the door.

"Shit" He fumbled with the keys as he started to notice that he did not carry the right one with him.

He looked at you apologetically and escorted you to a nearby room that looked better than the ones you'd seen so far. At least, it had a chair to sit on.

"Eth- I'm sorry. Heeseung?" You asked almost catching him smile a little as you got his name right.

He knew that you were confused and had your set of questions for him, but he just had no time to deal with them. Your safety was his priority.

He drew himself closer to you, his forehead almost touching yours, his hand gently caressing your cheek, his touch so soft that you almost melted in it.

He was not Ethan. You knew it.

"I'm sorry. Just give me some time and I promise I'll get you out of here and once you do that, don't ever come back. Run as fast as you can, okay? I'll go find the key, it must be on some desk if I'm not wrong ... You just stay here, alright?"

He let go of you as he hesitantly drew himself further away from you, walking himself out of the room. As he locked the door behind him, he threw the key towards you, through the space under the door.

"My code word will be 'Blue'! Throw me the key only when you hear me say it, okay? Until then, please keep it down, especially if Ethan- umm .... please wait for me, okay?"

You could feel the genuine and sincere concern in his voice as he tried to keep you safe. You knew how much he despised Ethan, from the way he hissed every time he brought his name up.

"Heeseung-" You started sobbing softly after you called his name "I'll wait for you"

After about five or six seconds, you heard the sound of his footsteps fade away.

As you plopped yourself down on the chair, you ran your fingers through your hair, thinking about the mess you got yourself into. Not once during your whole ten or fifteen minutes with Heeseung did you feel scared, moreover, your heart felt at ease with him. And now with him gone, your body turned cold again, ears ringing, head throbbing, you wanted to throw up but you tried your best to push these feelings away. Your panic attack was showing up at not so good time and not so good place.

You shut your eyes tightly closed and tried to sleep away through the pain, waiting for 'Blue' to come up soon. The chair was a little uncomfortable, so you just chose to lie on the floor while you waited for him.

The pounding on the door woke you up from your brief nap but you laid silently still. You saw this coming, so you just closed your eyes and prayed for it all to be over.

"Y/N! It's me, Heeseung! Open up! I brought you some water and food"

Trap. It's a trap - You told yourself as you brought your knees closer to your body and curled into a ball.

"Hun, you gotta eat some, before we can leave this place, I got the keys with me right here" He said as he jiggled the keys, but you knew deep down that it was a facade Ethan tried to put on. The pounding continued more violently as he started to grow impatient with you.

"Looks like you both talked a little too much, yeah? that you won't even open the door? what, that kid gave you some kind of fucking code? I'll tell you what - that pathetic little kid is a loser, if it wasn't for me, he'd have been dead by now"

Your ears perked up at the mention of Heeseung.

"What do you mean dead by now?"

A smirk drew on Ethan's face as he finally got your attention.

"God, you're so smitten by him, huh? But he's just a depressed soul, a total failure, someone who should've died years ago if it wasn't for me who held him back from jumping off the building"

"Yeah, you're right! He should've just died, rather than cleaning up after your reckless mess!" You sincerely felt so bad for Heeseung, now that you got an idea of what he had gone through and how his life turned into this messy situation. You wanted to help him out more than he wanted to help you.

"Bitch, you're talking too much now. Think you can go all day with that attitude? Heeseung isn't coming back again, not for a while, I put that kid to sleep, so get your act together and open this fucking door if you choose to not die of hunger"

You chose to die if that be the way, but you'd never open the door for a monster to suck the life out of you.

"Heeseung please, come back!" You prayed, but all you got was a snickering laugh from the other side of the door.

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The Distraction || Lee Heeseung

Pairing: heeseung + fem reader

Warnings: fingering, edging, smut, pet names, established relationship

Synopsis: Y/n is a student trying to work from home but her boyfriend won't let her

Word Count: 1k

P.s I'm writing this while in a zoom meeting myself and gosh it's so boring, I almost got called out twice while zoning out

8:40 AM - The time on your laptop read as you downloaded an application and set up your account, getting yourself ready for a Webex meeting. You were going to start work next week at a new hospital, so the board set up a short orientation for you, touching up on a few topics such as Privacy in healthcare, types of insurance, and all the other boring stuff that you had to sit through for the next six hours.

You got your bowl of cereals and sat yourself down in front of your laptop, double checked if your mic and camera were working fine and entered the meeting.

It was a group of just 4 to 5 people, so the HR politely asked you to turn your camera on and introduce yourself to the staff.

After everyone introduced themselves and exchanged a couple jokes here and there, the meeting kicked off with the CEO talking about the hospital and its missions in reaching patient care. You pretended to understand a few slides that you actually did not and just nodded along and faked a smile wherever necessary as your camera was on and you tried looking bright and cheerful despite fighting your grogginess from waking up early in the morning for some meeting you didn't even care much about.

Just as you were trying to read through a few slides, you felt your body lifting up, making you lose contact with the chair. You turned around to see that you were now placed on your boyfriend's lap.

You quickly turned back to focus on your laptop and set your camera a little high, getting your boyfriend out of the view and focusing on your face from neck up.

You hit the mute button and raised your tone a little in annoyance at your boyfriend who was now dozing off on your back.

"Hee! I'm in a meeting"

No response from him but you could feel his hands tugging you closer to him followed by his right hand reaching under your shorts and stroking your thigh gently.

You wanted to fight it off and move away but your camera was on, and you couldn't risk turning it off even for a second as the interactive meeting had just started and everyone was encouraged to share their views and concerns related to work, so you just let him be.

You didn't think that he would actually turn into a teasing brat at this point when he started moving his hand higher up, reaching your panties and drawing circles around your pussy.

You quickly grabbed his arm to stop any further motion and curled his fingers in your fist.

At this point your HR asked for your opinion on payrolls but you totally missed out the previous slide, so you had trouble finding the right words.

As you were taking your time to think about the best possible answer you could give while speaking real slow, you felt Heeseung's hand drawing something on your thigh, some kind of a clue from him maybe.

"2?"

"I'm sorry Ms. Y/N, could you repeat that for us again?"

"Bi I mean ... Bi-weekly scheme sounds good" You broke into a nervous chuckle as you finish your sentence but felt relieved upon receiving mutual agreement from your team.

As you went back to mute mode, Heeseung spoke into your ear "You're welcome"

"Welcome? I got into this mess because of you in the first place" You raised your tone even higher than before while keeping your face poised as you look into the camera.

"Not like you were really focusing before I got here anyways" Heeseung mumbled a little loud enough for you to hear. "If anything, I'm just helping you out, love"

"Really? How so?" Your irked voice did not match your well composed facial expressions.

"Like this!" He said as he forced one of his fingers into your cunt, causing you to gasp and arch your back away from him. You could totally imagine him smirking though you couldn't see his face.

Before you could protest again, he slid another finger in, slowly pushing it back and forth and before you knew, you were slowly fucking his finger. He already got you wet in no time and you were needily bringing your knees close to each other and grinding on his hand. All this while, you tried keeping a straight face but it was getting out of hand.

You could feel Heeseung's breath against the back of your neck as he took care of your needy pussy. His fingers were soon soaked with your juices but he wanted to push you over the edge and drop you to your lowest like a gyro drop.

You were so thankful that the team was busy discussing their admin related stuff, they didn't really pay much attention to your messy situation. You on the other hand, wanted to turn the camera off if you could and deal with your boyfriend that way he should be dealt.

Heeseung increased the pace of his fingers rocking back and forth, inside and out, you were desperately shaking in his arms.

"Please ....Hee" You pleaded him to go faster to help you reach your climax.

"Oh! Sorry, I just realized that I've been annoying you all this while, I should better get going" He spoke in his condescending tone just to hear you begging for more.

"Heeseung plea" You could barely finish your sentence as you almost reached your peak, hinting Heeseung that you were going to cum soon.

This was what he wanted to hear, this was his cue to leaving you handle yourself after excusing himself out of your space and slowly exiting the room before of course leaving his snide remark.

"That'll help you focus better now, won't it hun?"

[princehee]

The Wrong Guy Pt.2 || Lee Heeseung

Pairing: heeseung + fem reader

Warnings: Making out, angst, psycho Hee. Do not continue reading this if you're expecting a happy ending

Synopsis: A wrong swipe on the wrong guy on the dating app made you pay the price

Word Count: 1.3k

As the cab pulled over slowly by the parking lot, you tapped your phone screen again to make sure you arrived at the right location.

It had been only a week since you moved to this town, so you had no other option than resorting to taking a cab to get to your date's place.

Of course, your date, Ethan Lee had offered to pick you up, but you just thought it was a better idea to do some exploring on your own, after all of the nagging you got from your parents for being so dependent while your older sister took care of all her business on her own.

516 B, You whispered to yourself as you got on the elevator and started taking in every detail of your surroundings. Never in your life did you know that an elevator could be that fancy.

No wonder he went to an Ivy league school to be able to afford a place this grand!

You stood right outside his door, a little hesitant to ring the bell. You were excited for sure, but you kept internally screaming at yourself for deciding to meet a random stranger that you barely even spoke to for a few minutes. You started feeling a little queasy, footsteps receding further away from the door.

You texted his address to one of your closest friends from that town to keep tabs on you in case she didn't hear from you in a bit.

What are the chances of me being the inspiration for Netflix's next documentary?

In your five minutes of contemplation, your phone buzzed with another notification.

"You having any trouble finding my apartment?"

"I'm here"

And in less than a minute, you were greeted by the boy who made you cover fifty miles in an unfamiliar town in less than a day's time. Looking at his big, glassy brown eyes and the way his eyebrows rose as if he were in some kind of a worry, made your heart find its peace again. He sure looked just like he did in the photos, the perfect boyfriend material type that you've been searching for in your whole 22 years of life.

You stood there awkwardly blushing away while he confidently extended his hand to pull you in. You had no idea what to say to him, quite contrary to your online persona. But lucky for you, Ethan seemed to have a relaxed composure and a friendly demeanor, and his place seemed welcoming and soothing, your racing heart found its usual pace now.

You stood in the middle of the living room, awestruck by the interior decor, it was definitely like one of those houses they always show on the TV. As you kept looking around, admiring the paintings on the wall, you felt his hand stroking your back gently.

You flinched internally at sudden physical touch, but tried to keep your cool on the outside as you nonchalantly turned around only to be met with his dreamy eyes again, but this time, inches closer...

You couldn't believe how quickly things were escalating between you two, but you couldn't complain.

As his other hand grabbed your back pulling it closer to him, you slid your arms over his neck, ruffling his hair, earning a deep moan from him.

It took him seconds to connect his lips with yours, being gentle all the way through. He remembered you telling him how you'd never been kissed before, so he kept pulling away every five seconds just to check if you were doing okay.

He tried to check one more time, but your hands didn't let him. You pulled him even closer if that was even possible as you two stuck like glue at this point.

His soft lips grazed over your ear, down your neck and you could tell that he was switching from being gentle to rough with each kiss but your mind remained clouded for the most part as he hit your sensitive areas with ease.

One of his hands slid beneath your shirt, resting over the buttons of your pant. You nodded into the kiss and he swiftly started undoing them and pulling the zipper down.

You got out of your pants while still maintaining the physical touch and jumped into his arms.

"Let's take you inside, yeah?"

You responded with a hum and soon enough, you were dropped on his bed, almost whining at the loss of touch but it wasn't long before he hovered over you, touching your forehead with his and picking up from where you left off before.

Your hands grabbed his shirt and rolled it up in an attempt to get it off of him but Ethan sternly held your arms in place, making you stop what you were doing.

"My house, my rules. Okay baby?"

Although his face turned a little serious, his voice remained gentle and soft. You could only nod along and follow his commands - it was as if you were tongue tied and your body went numb.

He got off of you, making your eyebrows raise in suspicion. By the time you could say anything, he was already off the bed, moving closer to one of his drawers.

You tried peeking a glance at what he was doing but his broad shoulders shielded the view, you thought of getting up and seeing for yourself but by the time you almost touched the floor with your feet, Ethan turned around and started walking closer to you.

It was hard to see what he was holding in the dim light but the silvery glare off the metal gave an outline of something that looked like handcuffs.

You scoffed at his choice of pleasure but knew that you had to go with it no matter what, judging from his stern, poised look.

As he inched closer to you, you found yourself moving further away till your back hit the bedrest.

"Be nice, okay?" He spoke softly as he grabbed your hands and cuffed them to the bed. "Good girl" he said before he dipped his face in your tummy, leaving wet kisses and making you moan like a mess.

"Ethan, kiss me" Your voice came out as if you were pleading which turned him on even more.

He brought his lips back to yours and you thanked the heavens for being able to feel him against you again.

His teeth nibbled on your ear and slowly dropped to the strap of your bra, dragging it down and under your shoulder.

As his palm drew circles around your clothed but now wet area, your phone buzzed with a notification, pulling you out of the trance.

You twitched your eyes in an attempt to read the notification but Ethan soon grabbed it and turned it off.

"Hey! What's that about now"? You inadvertently raised your voice at his sudden move.

"I hate to repeat myself but I believe I told you this before. My house, my rules"

And with that, he left you all on your own, shackled to the bed as he walked out of the room with your phone in his hand.

[princehee]

The Wrong Guy Pt.1 || Lee Heeseung

Pairing: heeseung + fem reader

Warnings: None for this short chapter but from later on -Slasher/Thriller, Angst, making out

Synopsis: A wrong swipe on the wrong guy on the dating app made you pay the price

Word Count: 840

It had been only a few hours since you signed yourself up on the dating app that your friends were talking about and you were already flooded with a dozen likes. None interested you though.

You had set quite the standards for a guy on the higher end, so it was no surprise that you skipped through most profiles without even reading their bio. Their profile pictures were enough to save you the time and struggle to even scroll down and check their names for that matter.

After an hour of scrolling, you grew tired and were almost ready to leave to grab some dinner but your fingers kept tapping at the phone uncontrollably. You couldn't believe how difficult it was to match with a guy on an app, let alone date one. You told yourself you'd do a couple more swipes before leaving but that never happened, until a random profile caught all your attention. The profile picture was simple too, just a man with a hoodie on, leaning against the wall down some alley. His face was not very clear due to the poor lighting so for the very first time, you scrolled down to see if he had any other photos that could match your type.

'Lee Ethan' You read his name out loud as a smile started to form on your face. For some reason, you kept thinking that it was a fake account because with all those photos that you kept scrolling through, there was no way someone that cute and sexy could exist and be single. You read through his hobbies and almost kicked your heels in excitement to find someone who sounded to be just as introverted as you were - video games, karaoke, Netflix .... This was your perfect match, so you sent a superlike instead of just a regular one right away.

You tried to be realistic and tossed your phone on your bed as you made your way to the kitchen while letting out a small groan. There was no way that someone like him could stay single, at least that's what you came to believe. You just didn't want to get your hopes up high and get all obsessed about him, so you tried to put your mind into what you should be making for the dinner. Cereals seemed like the easiest option for you, given how tired you were to actually even think of cooking, so you grabbed a bowl and filled it with your favorite Reese's puffs and milk and started to dig in.

It had been only 5 minutes of you staying away from your phone, yet the notification hit you up and you opened it with a pounding heart. Although you knew that your chances were less, they were never zero.

You matched! Open the app and send them a Hi!

There was no way this was happening to you. You quickly opened the chat and contemplated whether or not you should send him a message, scared that it might display your desperation. While you kept looking at the screen for a good ten seconds, lost in your thoughts and dilemmas, you ended up receiving a message from him instead.

Hey

Hey! How you doing?

You ditched your self-image and just went with the flow. Just a simple message from him gave you the butterflies, you couldn't deny it.

The conversation was pretty straightforward for the most part. You exchanged your professions and hobbies and soon enough you already were close to hitting the 100 messages mark!

So, what are your plans for later tonight?

Thinking of watching some spooky movies but I'm scared to...

Why's that?

Duh I'm alone

Then come over! I'll give you some good company ..

[princehee]

Renegade Pt. 1 || Lee Heeseung

Pairing: heeseung + female reader

Warnings: smut, one-sided feelings, use of drugs, troubled past, not a happy ending, eating out (lmk if I need to add more)

Synopsis: Based on the song Renegade by Aaryan Shah

Word count: 1.4k

This is my first ever post on this site so I'm still getting used to the editing tools. You can find my other works on Wattpad @Sirishaxoxo

You had your statistics book lying open on your desk for a while but not a word read. Your eyes were busy scanning the person sitting across the class, at least 3 rows apart from your seat, making your task of scanning quite challenging. Nonetheless, the glimpse of his hair and broad shoulders did put a smile on your face but that smile was not to last for too long before you snapped back into the reality as you remembered how the past few weeks had been going for the both of you, mostly just you.

You knew that Heeseung pretty much stayed oblivious to the efforts you put in to see him happy, to the way pleasure crept your body with his touch, you knew him too well that it hurt you for not having these feelings reciprocated.

It could take you just a few minutes to find someone new and move on, but you somehow felt that you were owned by him, from the gleaming look in his eyes to the gentle approach in his touch, you were too used to him to even give the thought of moving on a chance. You knew too well how it would end but you'd been telling yourself everyday that you wanted to be a part of that kind of an ending as long as he was in it too.

Of course, your friends had warned you he was no good. That it was too late for him to go back to being normal. But how could you give up on something that felt so right.

It was yet another round of these recurring thoughts in your head that you had to shake off to even notice the bell ring. The tall boy was already out of sight, just as usual. You grabbed your bag and made a quick run to his car, hoping it was still parked there and to your luck it was.

You got to the car and noticed Heeseung walking towards the car too, his face remaining stoic making you feel unwelcomed but as mentioned before, you were just used to it.

"My place?" He asks you in a low voice that almost came out as a whisper with the last syllable ending in a register higher than the one before letting you know it's a question. You pursed your lips into a thin line and gave him a nod.

His place was a little close to the college so you both got to his studio apartment in no time. As soon as you closed the door behind you, you heard Heeseung dumping his bag with a thud on the floor and getting rid of his hoodie, revealing his toned abs. You knew the drill, so you inched closer to him and mirrored his actions and got rid of your shirt. He swept you off of your feet and carried you to the bed.

If you were your past self, you would've said something, asked him how his day went, tell him that you'd been craving his touch the whole time during the classes but by this time you both had already justified silence as the ultimate stance.

You had some time to look into his eyes before his hair started to cover them up again, red as blood. You could tell that he was on it again, but it was not your place to dig deeper into it. You already did that once and it didn't end so well, so you just let him have his way of dealing with life. You were in for the pleasure anyways, at least that's what you wanted to believe.

You closed your eyes as you felt his lips brush over your shoulder and onto the crook of your neck. He took his time at making you feel comfortable with him again. He brought his arms under your waist to keep stroking your sides while his mouth devoured your neck. You couldn't keep your hands to yourself, so you gently brought his jaw closer to where your lips were at and gave him one good look, as if you were seeking for his permission to kiss him. He was not really being himself with the amount of weed he had in his veins, so he let you have your way with him.

You connected your lips with his and grunted into the pleasure from feeling him after so long. You felt his tongue exploring the depths of your mouth as he deepened the kiss while his arms moved up to reach your bra and pull the straps down your arms.

Your hands reached his pants, trying to desperately get them off of him. After you both were done getting naked under the sheets, Heeseung sank down between your legs and started eating you out, just the way you liked it. You grabbed his hair and tried pushing him further in as he moaned into your clit, causing a little vibration inside of you. Every little thing he did to you brought you so much joy and you wished it was the same for him too.

It had been only a few minutes since you both started making out and you already reached your edge, you gripped the sheets tighter trying to last long enough, just so you could keep feeling him even if it meant a few more seconds. Because you knew that once this was done, you'd probably not get to see him for another week and lately you'd been doing so bad at the waiting.

He kept pleasuring you so good with just his tongue, you would occasionally catch him looking over at you and you hated to admit it but you loved the way he looked at you, even if his expressions were plain for most part.

You were lost in thoughts again and subliminally spoke his name out of habit "Hee"

"Hmm?" His gentle hum against your core pushed you off the edge and you came all over his face just like that. He brought his face close to your ears this time and let his body fall on yours. His arms wrapped your lower body as he rested his face over your neck, letting his chest fall and rise with each breath in synchrony with yours.

As for you, you were still stuck in that hum he let out a little while ago. It was something unusual of him to respond to you even in the slightest way so you thought it could be the drug probably taking over him, nonetheless you wanted to hear it again, so you called his name in a whisper, keeping your voice as audible as possible only for him to hear.

"Yes, baby?"

You stopped playing with his hair as soon as you heard the pet name from him for the first time. He noticed the sudden halt in your movement and quickly met your eyes to understand what he had done. He started realizing what he had just said, something he hadn't in years, something he wished he never did again.