skz-with-stay

[skz-with-stay]

𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞

☆ Genre: Domestic, fluff, suggestive

☆ Warnings: Aftercare, references to sex

☆ Characters: Chan, Y/N

☆ Word Count: 3.5k

“Stop laughing at me … “ Chan whined, though the largest of smiles shone on his flushed face. He placed his delicate hands over his ears that were now the colour of a very ripe pink pitaya. “Baby girl … I feel like my ears are gonna fall off.” 

His comment only made Y/N giggle even further. Her bare chest was pressed up against his with the comfort of familiarity flooding through them both as she sat in his lap, the both of their skin glowing with the aftermath of their passionate evening. The woman cupped his face, her eyes full of adoration as she gently ran her thumb over his cheek. 

“See what I mean?” Y/N laughed under her breath, marvelling at the intensity of the stark blush that spread across her husband's face. “How are you acting so shy and embarrassed now when you were just telling me you were gonna make me scre - “ 

“Stop,” Chan groaned, playfully bringing his arm up around her shoulder and pressing a hand over his wife's mouth. “Don't say it.” 

Y/N smiled mischievously, kissing his palm. “Scream,” she whispered. 

Chan bit his lower lip as another embarrassed smile cut through. He covered his steaming face with his hands before suddenly looking up again, a mischievous glint playing amongst the heart shaped stars in his eyes. “Are you seriously teasing me? You're the one who couldn't get enough … you literally wanted me to crush you with my entire body and now you're hiding your face into my neck … “ 

“Am not,” Y/N protested. Her voice was muffled as she dropped her face against his shoulder again, smiling against his skin. 

Her contradictory response made Chan burst into a fit of hushed chuckles. He tightened his arms around her waist and attempted to pull her closer to him as he dipped his head, pressing a flurry of tender kisses to her temple. 

“I just don't get it,” Y/N hummed lightly against his skin. “You're like … the sweetest, most gentle man ever. And then you do stuff like that, and say things like that … it's like you're two completely different people trapped in one really attractive body.” 

Chan snorted with embarrassed laughter, shaking his head at his wife's words.  

“I can't help it … “ Chan whined again, hiding his face against her hair. “I don't get it either. You just … you do something to me, baby girl.”

“What, do I bring the ‘dark side’ out of you?” Y/N lightly mocked him.

Her question caused an incomprehensible sound to escape his mouth. “I know I'm cringe, but come on.” 

“I like you being cringe,” Y/N hummed, smoothing her fingers over his burning cheeks. “It suits you for some reason.” 

Chan sighed. He shook his head again, his eyes softening more and more the longer he stared into her eyes. 

“I really love you,” Y/N whispered suddenly. She leaned forward, her forehead resting against his as she let her eyes fall shut. “I'm so lucky to have you.” 

Chan's breath hitched. His hands that were splayed on the lower portion of her back froze momentarily, and his mouth ran dry at the simple yet meaningfulness of her words. She could tell him the same words over and over again, and yet, they would never fail to make his heart soar higher than the clouds. 

“You're so beautiful,” Y/N continued in the quietest of murmurs, her hands soft as they smoothed over the contours of her husband's strong chest. “Like actually, so, so beautiful.” 

Chan's ears turned a deep shade of puce, and he opened his mouth to speak but his words broke off with a sudden bout of shyness. He looked down, biting his lip before looking up at his wife with a contagious smile. 

“I love you,” Chan breathed slowly, savouring the sweet depth of the words on his tongue. “You have no idea how lucky I am to have you, baby girl.” 

His lips were like silk when he tilted his head and brushed them against his wife's smile. The very tips of his eyelashes tickled her skin as he did so, and his nose bumped against hers in a way that made her smile further, her mouth kissing him back. She looped her arms around him and sank her fingers into the mussed curls of hair dancing along the nape of his neck, and her smile deepened when the man shifted position, his hands stronger on her waist.

“Come on … we should probably get cleaned up,” Chan laughed against her lips, his voice husky and sweet as he kissed her again. “You know … before we get carried away again.” 

“What, you can't handle it?” Y/N teased him in a whisper. Her eyes shone with a playfulness that made the man press his tongue up against the inside of his cheek. 

“Oh, you wanna play that game, baby girl?” Chan breathed, his tone making the woman shiver. “You really wanna take it there?” 

Y/N bit her lip, eyes sparkling up at him. “Maybe.” 

“Don't start what you can't finish, baby,” Chan grinned devilishly as he changed position; he was looming over his wife again, the shadow of his muscular body spilling onto Y/N's skin like lashings of melted chocolate. “You really want it? Prove it.” 

His words made the woman burst into mischievous laughter, though not before her own breath faltered at the slight edge to his provocative words. “You're insane.”

“Yeah, well, you make me insane,” Chan growled. He leaned down and captured her lips in a passionate kiss once more, his hands travelling to hers before entwining their fingers together. 

*☆*☆* 

“Is the temperature okay?” Chan asked Y/N gently as he trickled the water that was running in the bathtub over her forearm. “Not too hot, yeah?” 

“Not hot enough,” Y/N said in return. The water was already steaming considerably, and Chan stared at her with the funny look in his eye that he always used when it came to her obsession with hot water. 

“You're crazy, you know that right?” Chan asked with the shake of his head. But he opened the hot tap a little more anyway with a tender smile on his face. “Here … better?” 

Y/N smiled. She wrapped her arms around his bare waist and hugged him lightly as she rested her cheek against his back. “It's perfect. But now you're gonna find it too hot.”

“I’ll be fine,” Chan chuckled. “Kinda used to these overly hot baths with you by now … feeling like a boiled chicken just comes with our marriage, I guess.”

His comment made Y/N snorted with laughter. She slapped him on his back, the sound obnoxiously loud as it echoed off of the bathroom walls; it made the both of them burst into a fit of soft giggles, Chan turning around to hook his arms around her hips. 

“Behave,” he chuckled, stealing a tender kiss from her lips. “Or I'm not gonna make it bubbly.”

Y/N gasped at his words. It made him chuckle further, and he reached for the bottle of sweet bubble bath with a grin aimed at her. 

Chan was diligent in finishing up the rest of the bath. By the time he was done, a considerable mound of dense bubbles shimmered under the dim lighting - just the way his wife liked it. The warm aroma of vanilla and amber had covered the bathroom in a lingering hug, and Y/N couldn't help but shiver with anticipation, suddenly very much looking forward to sinking into the comfort of it all. 

Chan's grip on his wife's hand was gentle as she lowered herself with a content sigh into the hot water first. The man pressed a kiss to her temple before slipping in behind her; he pulled her back against his chest with his muscular arms settling around her waist, and the both of them exhaled in relief as the sudden surge of extreme warmth engulfed them. 

“Feeling okay?” Chan whispered against her ear, his fingers kissing the sides of her torso. “Need anything else?” 

Y/N's words were almost drunk-like when she replied. The immense heat and sweet scent from the water combined with the sturdiness of her husband enveloping her in his big arms was relaxing her a little too much. She shook her head, sinking further back into him so her head came to rest at the hollow of his throat, Chan peering down at her with his tender eyes. 

“It’s perfect … “ She drawled, struggling to keep her eyes open as she adjusted to the temperature. “Can't get over how you can't run a bath without bubbles anymore.” 

Chan's laughter was silent, his body shaking against hers. “Only because you like them.” 

“Don't lie to me, Christopher. You even have bubbles on the rare occasion that you have a bath on your own. I saw you last time … you were playing with a rubber duck.”

Her words made the man's laughter increase. He squeezed her tight, pressing a loving kiss to the side of her neck as his fingers continued to trace her skin beneath the water. “That rubber duck made the experience so much more fun, okay? I had to occupy myself somehow … you were busy.” 

“Just admit you like bubbles,” Y/N giggled, patting his thigh. “You won't lose your manly status.” 

Chan chuckled. “Fine. I like bubbles.” 

“Really? You don't say,” Y/N teased him.

He responded by moving his head to the side, leaning forward so he could plant an adoring kiss to Y/N's mouth. Y/N tilted her head up to meet him halfway, and she sighed against him when his fingers came up to cradle her jaw, his thumb soft against her cheek. 

When Chan finally pulled away after taking his wife's breath away, he slowly dropped his forehead against her damp shoulder. His arms became more secure around her waist, his muscles pulsing against her heated skin.

“You really have no idea how much I love you … “ Chan's voice was barely audible against her skin. But Y/N heard him regardless, her soul responding to his before her mouth could reply to his words. 

She shifted in the tub; turning around so she could sit on his lap, Y/N looped her arms around Chan's neck as his hands gripped her hips, steadying her with his grip. His smile grew in the softest way as she settled in her new position, her fingers smoothing over the taut muscles of his back. 

“You have no idea how much I love you either,” she whispered, lips grazing his with every word. “No amount of words could ever explain how I feel about you.” 

Chan's lips parted ever so slightly as he inhaled suddenly at her words. His eyes were dark and deep as they searched hers in the dim bathroom lighting, his hands soft as they ran up and down the line of her back. 

He was about to reply with a heartfelt whisper when Y/N suddenly scooped up a mound of bubbles; she promptly dumped them onto Chan's nose, the man's eyes widening slightly before he suddenly sneezed, the bubbles flying off with the force of a bubble gun.

Cracking up with laughter, Y/N placed her hands on her husband's shoulders for support so she wouldn't slide off. Her entire body shook with mirth as Chris stared at her, his own mouth home to a breathtaking smile that made her heart turn upside down.

She squealed a moment later when Chan dumped a fistful of the bubbles onto her forehead; they slid down slowly and plopped onto her nose, and she too couldn't stop the sneeze that escaped her.

Chan's laughter was a sweet symphony around her as his hands tightened on her body, holding her in place. He leaned forward and captured her lips with a more passionate kiss once again, and the woman responded by pressing herself up against him, her chest rising and falling with adrenaline.

“You're unbelievable,” Chan chuckled, his breath hot against her lips. 

“I know,” she replied. It made him giggle further, and his arms cocooned her further as his lips caught hers again.

Chan's hands were soft and warm and full of affection as they roamed up and down Y/N's skin, his fingers making her shiver when they traced the groove in the middle of her back. There was a constant smile kissing his mouth as he nuzzled his face against her temple, Y/N's face resting against the crook of Chan's neck with her own hands tracing the patterns of his muscular chest.

Once the water had turned a tepid mass of sad dissolving bubbles, the couple finally heaved themselves reluctantly out of the bath. Chan retrieved one of the fuzzy grey towels from the rack beside them, and he immediately wrapped it around his wife with a soft smile playing on his lips. He was gentle with his task, dabbing down her body with the material before tucking the ends into each other. He made to reach for the second towel, but Y/N got there first, and the man flushed as she did the exact same thing to him.

“Your ears are red again,” Y/N pointed out the obvious as she patted down his torso. 

Chan bit his lip. “The water was hot.”

“The water was hot ages ago, Mr,” Y/N giggled, securing the towel around his hips. “Look at you … Mr Shy Guy striking for the … what, fourteenth time in the past hour?” 

“Oi,” Chan laughed, reaching out to pull her closer. He kissed her forehead subtly, the heat radiating off of him making Y/N's body shiver with goosebumps. “Come on … Mr Shy Guy is cold.” 

They made their way into their bedroom again, the familiar cosiness of the room wrapping them both in delicious warmth as they stepped towards the wardrobe. Chris paused at his section, and he peered over his shoulder at his wife. “Are you actually even sleepy?” 

Y/N shook her head. It was past eleven - but truthfully, she hadn't a single tired cell in her body. “Are you?” 

“Nah,” Chan chuckled. He pushed a few of his clothes aside before hunting for the garment he had in mind. “Was just asking so I know whether to dress or not. Here - catch.” 

He lightly tossed a black hoodie across to his wife, the material heavy and chilly against the woman's fingers. It smelled just like him, and Y/N smiled in delight as she hugged the fabric to herself, her cheek rubbing against it. 

“Hmm … shorts or sweats?” Chan asked her, voice muffled as he stuck his head into his assortment of clothes again. “Or nothing?” 

Y/N couldn't help but giggle. She dropped the towel from her body and slipped his hoodie over her head, shivering at the low temperature of it kissing her skin. The hem of the hoodie landed at the middle of her thighs, and she rummaged around in her own section before retrieving a pair of baby pink shorts that made her husband burst into adoring chuckles. “These!” 

“Perfect,” Chan grinned, reaching for another hoodie. He slipped it over his own shoulders before jumping into a pair of boxers, and after collecting their discarded towels, Chan couldn't help but rush to his wife with another large hug. 

“You're so cosy … “ Chan hummed, his hands holding her softly as he rubbed his frizzy curls against her shoulder. 

Y/N laughed quietly, wrapping her arms around his neck and inhaling the gentle vanilla that lingered on his smooth skin. “So are you.” 

“You know what would be even cosier?” Chan hummed, pulling away so he could look her in her eyes. 

Y/N tilted her head to the side in question.

“Hot chocolate!” Chan exclaimed excitedly. He pressed a soft kiss to Y/N's forehead before slipping his hand into hers with his reassuring grip, and Y/N giggled as she followed him out of the room.

They found themselves illuminated by the gentle golden glow of their kitchen, shadows dancing with them as they traipsed around the place with light footsteps and strings of laughter following them. Suddenly feeling extremely vulnerable as she stood by her husband's side, Y/N wrapped her locked her arms around Chan's torso and smushed her cheek against his broad back as he spooned hot chocolate mix into their mugs. He chuckled at the way she landed the tenderest of kisses to his hoodie, and his ears soon turned the colour of red chilli peppers with the prolonged affection.

“You're so cute, baby girl,” Chan hummed, his voice buzzing against Y/N's face. “Wanna go sit on the sofa? I'll bring these over.”

Y/N shook her head against him. She squeezed him even tighter, making the man laugh a little more as he turned around in the circle of her arms and cupped his face in his hands. “Wanna stay with you.” 

Chan grinned. His nose was heated and pink as it bumped against hers, and he kissed her forehead, then her nose, and her cheeks, before closing his plushness over her lips with loving caress. 

He then turned around against so he could finish making their drinks, leaving Y/N blushing and her lips all tingly as she buried her face into his back. 

Once Chan had curled his hands around the two mugs, Y/N reluctantly let go of him. She followed him to the sofa where he set the mugs down on the coffee table before sinking into the sofa, his arms immediately held out for her with a wide grin on his face. 

Y/N melted into him, her arms returning around his waist. She cuddled up to him as Chan wrapped her legs around her, his hands deftly pulling up their favourite blanket around her shoulders before he closed his own arms around her shoulders, his kisses landing on the top of her head. He smiled as he looked down at her huddled up against his chest, and not for the first time did Chan's heart leap with joy at the knowledge that she was all his, and that she loved him just as much as he loved her. 

“So warm … “ Y/N sighed, her head tucked under Chan's chin. “I feel like I'm gonna fall asleep.”

Chan started to laugh under his breath. He smoothed his hand over the back of Y/N's head, his other hand moving with utmost care along the planes of her shoulders. “Thought you weren't tired?”

“I wasn't,” Y/N murmured, a sleepy smile growing across her flushed face. “But … being like this with you holding me is making me so relaxed and sleepy.” 

His grin widening, Chan couldn't resist pulling her even closer. His arms were secure and muscular around her, and he enveloped her completely in the safety of his brace as he nuzzled his nose against hers. “I kinda feel the same.” 

Y/N giggled against him. She looked into his eyes a mere inch away from hers, and the soft brown of them filled her with such peace in that moment that she was suddenly unsure how long she'd be able to stay awake before passing out with her face buried in her husband's neck. 

Chan smiled, his hand coming up to cup Y/N's face, his thumb caressing her cheekbone before running lightly over her lower lip in a way that left goosebumps in his wake. “Let's just drink the hot chocolate and then we can go to bed, hmm?” 

Y/N nodded eagerly at his plan. “Should have forgotten the clothes.” 

Her words made the man chuckle quietly against her. “Mmm … I like your thinking.” 

With sluggish, blurred movements, Y/N finished her hot chocolate with drooping eyes. The warmth of her husband wrapped around her with the warmth of the beverage flooding through her was a recipe for disaster; she was half asleep when Chan secured his arms around her and carried her to their bed, his hands gentle as he removed the both of their clothes before sliding under the sheets beside her. 

Chan brought her down on top of him, cradling her head against his bare chest as his other hand went to rest at her waist. He peered down at her, softly smoothing her hair away from her forehead as he kissed her temple. 

“You feeling okay, baby girl?” He asked her in a breathy whisper. “No aches or pains, right?” 

Y/N shook her head slowly against his skin. “Not really. Maybe a little bit. Normal amount.” 

Chan responded by kissing her even more, his smile evident against the warmth of her cheek as his hand against her hip began to move. The palm of his hand was smooth over her lower back, and the pads of his fingers gently pressed into her muscle with a massaging touch. 

Y/N shifted on top of him, her arms tightening around his body. He was whispering soft things to her as his hands worked their magic into her back and her scalp, and after hearing the quietest of ‘I love you's from her husband, Y/N promptly fell asleep.

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[skz-with-stay]

three seats down - junhan <3

music theory was pretty boring, until somebody came and sat down three seats from you.

word count : 3,885

pairings : college boy! junhan x afab college student reader!

warnings : dorm room sex (kinda public? idk junhan has roommates but they aren’t home), tension, reader gets ate out, some nipple play, basics of sex, cumming inside, protection isn’t mentioned (pls be safe), andddd i think that’s all :)

it was another normal day, just another music theory class where timed seemed to only slowly pass by.

every week you watched as students come in and out due to the fact you were all burnt out college students. kids would come and stay for a few classes and then decide that music wasn’t really what they wanted to study or maybe it was just the super old professor that probably taught beethoven himself.

today seemed just slightly different as the start of a new semester had drawn in around twenty to thirty new students. one in particular catching your eye.

he was about 5’10 and super lanky, total dork. he wore a pair of ripped black denim jeans with an old ac/dc shirt. his longer black hair slightly covered with a beanie followed by the white glasses sitting atop his perfect nose bridge. also noticing his black backpack was slung over his right shoulder as he walked in and so coincidently sat down about three seats down from you.

he looked shy and quiet as he seemingly had questions about the lecture but couldn’t help but wait to ask the professor himself at the end of class to save some interruption or even self embarrassment in front of the fifty plus students in the class.

todays class seemed to go by just slightly faster than usual as you hadn’t noticed that you had been stealing every chance you had to eye the new boy up and down and up and down.

something about him was just so intriguing. you couldn’t quite pinpoint it but maybe it was the way his hair slightly covered his left eye or even the way he couldn’t stop his tongue from playing with his lip piercing the entire lecture. something about him was satisfying to your brain.

walking back to your dorm with no thoughts far from the new boy in your class you decided it would be best to just try and go back to your dorm where you could focus on your studies and not somebody whom you didn’t even know their name.

the walk back was actually calming. the way the breeze seethed through your hair and the crisp autumn leaves whirled in the air. you still couldn’t help but think about the mystery that had blown into your music theory class.

the next couple of days were honestly the most thrilling days you have had in quite sometime. getting up and doing your hair, even throwing on some makeup just to possibly get an eye bat from him towards you in class.

walking into the study hall you saw none the other than the quiet boy, totally not his name but by now, that’s what your brain had decided on since you couldn’t even form a sentence in front of him quite yet.

he was sitting adjacent to the books in a small little nook of the study hall. he had his back against a wall sitting crisscrossed with his laptop upon his legs.

you finally decided that of all days, today had to be the day. your one chance to get to know him just slightly better.

walking towards him you couldn’t help but hear your heart beating very loudly in fear of what might happen next

‘what if he ignores me’

‘what if he thinks i’m some weird stalker and doesn’t want to talk to me’

‘what if he has a girlfriend and she’s comes up behind me a bea-‘

your thoughts are cut off by a loud sigh from the quiet boy. quite unexpected actually as you had never witnessed this but by the way his bottom lip was wedged between his teeth and his brows were furrowed you could tell he was slightly confused.

so, an idea popped in your head as you slowly began to approach him.

“hey… so i’m not really the type to approach people, i just noticed you were in my music theory class and i wanted to introduce myself” you said while barely sighing after finally speaking to him after a few days of your small observations.

“oh! hello!” he said in the softest voice while his mouth formed a slight smile with his adorable bunny teeth.

“hi! my name is y/n! i hope i’m not bothering or anything” you said while beginning to fidget with your fingers

“oh no! no worries, would you like to join me actually? i’m working on our homework from yesterday and it’s just, well, a little hard.” he said while signaling for you to join him in the small corner of the study hall

“my names junhan by the way! i’m kind of new here, just from out of state so i honestly haven’t really talked to anybody yet” he said while he watched as you slowly sank down next to him and began to pull your laptop out of your backpack.

“ohhhh so you’re from out of town!” you say while opening up your laptop to pull up the screen with your now completed homework.

growing up you had mainly been raised with music. from the hours spent in band class to the hours spent on playing tests and studies, music theory was kind of a breeze to you so you were hopeful in the fact you could be of some help to newcomer junhan.

“yeah, i actually got a music scholarship here… i uh…” he says while stuttering and pushing his glass up to eyes, “i’ve played the guitar for a while now and decided i wanted to take that on as a lifestyle so… here we are!” he said while letting a small giggle roll right off of his lips

about a week or so ago you would have never guessed that you would be sitting next to the boy you couldn’t help but glance at every chance you got. getting to know him and finally getting the chance to talk to somebody new around your college who as well, had a music background.

as time went by and you both continued to talk about life and slowly watched as he opened up, you felt your mind come to a calming conclusion.

he was sweet and very honest. you could ask him almost anything and seemingly enough he would give you an honest response.

you learned a few things about junhan today as well. he’s very soft spoken, still really dorky, doesn’t have any friends on campus yet, total guitar nerd, has some killer song recommendations, and is super smart!

after that one day it was like you two were glued together. every music theory class you watched as he closed that three seat gap and started sitting next to you, giggling when the lecture got boring or even watching him find you just a bit more interesting.

after class would end it was typical for you two to go to the study hall and try to knock out the homework immediately so you both would have more time to spend together as the days felt shorter for some reason.

you got to show him around and even take him to some of your favorite places around the area. also introducing him to some of your friends so maybe he wouldn’t feel as lonely as he seemed to be, being new and all.

now, you both were sitting shoulder to shoulder in the same nook you first met him in, cracking jokes about your professor and how you both did wonder if he really did teach beethoven.

it was nice to have somebody understand you in such a short time. just within weeks it seemed like you and junhan had both found somebody you could be comfortable with a majority of the time and it served you both a break from the stress of being a college student during a new semester.

snapping you out of your thoughts junhan nudged you to talk to you about the storm that was coming and how you both should go study somewhere else.

“i mean, only if it’s cool with you, my roommates aren’t going to be in my dorm tonight. they are going to some party as usual…. party animals” he said as his roommates were actually the opposite of him.

they often went to parties and came back in the morning hungover and definitely not ready for the school day.

a smile crept upon your lips as a warmth rises through your body just thinking about how comfortable he was that he was inviting you to study in his own space. to you, that was more than meaningful.

on the way back to his dorm you stopped at the colleges little coffee shop as you both had your final music theory exam and had talked about studying for this for a few months now.

upon arrival to your dorm and talking about everything and anything possible he had you wait at the door while he cleaned up after his seriously messy roommate.

“sorry i should have made sure it was slightly cleaner than this…. can’t really control somebody like that but hey! he’s living his life and i’m happy for him” he says while inviting you into his dorm.

the beds sat across from each other with desks sat at the end of both beds. he had a picture of his family sitting on his desk with some spare guitar picks laying on his desk. his guitar was also sitting at the end of his desk on his stand

“is this your guitar??? holy shit” you say while admiring the six thousand plus dollar guitar sitting in front of you currently.

“yeah, that’s my baby” he said while bringing his arm behind his head to scratch at the back of his neck.

“well, she’s gorgeous!” you say while grabbing his roommates chair to sit on followed by junhan grabbing his backpack to get his laptop

followed by a sigh you both began to revise your notes and study

surprisingly, time had went by pretty fast and you both had hardly realized the time was nearing one in the morning

“uhhh jun…” you say while looking over at him, “it’s almost one in the morning… i should probably head back.”

“oh shit, i didn’t even realize…. let’s get you back to your dorm, i’ll walk you there” he said while helping you collect your things.

while picking up one of your books you both collided hands and you could have swore your heart jumped out of your chest and onto the desk.

clearing his throat and grabbing your computer to put in your bag, he turned around to grab his jacket and make his way for the door.

on your way to the door that leaded out you both came to the shocking realization that somewhere in-between the world of study and real life, snow had almost covered the door and there was absolutely no way you were getting back to your dorm.

“oh shit….” you said while realizing what was about to happen “uhhh well that’s funny! i didn’t think it would be this badddd” you said while nervously giggling and looking up at junhan

“well…” junhan said while pondering in between his words “i don’t mean this in a weird way but there’s no way you’re getting back to your dorm so your welcome to crash on my bed and i’ll just take my roommates bed. it’s really our only option here…” he said while slowly looking down at you.

“i really hate to impose and you know we can get into trouble right?? i’m not ever supposed to be here after ten…” you said while feeling slightly nervous.

“it’ll be okay, i promise. our dorm advisor is literally at that party too and i’m assuming all of those drunks got snowed in too…” he said while walking back down the hallway

following him your mind couldn’t help but flee from thought to thought.

‘sleeping… in the same room as HIM?’

‘i don’t have any pajamas with me oh god’

‘how am i supposed to go to class in the same clothes as yesterday’

walking back up the stairs you tried to convince yourself that this was just the way it had to be and you wouldn’t even be sleeping next to him so it was fine. who was even gonna notice that you were wearing the same clothes…. it really didn’t matter. your brain just couldn’t help from the thought in the back of your mind that it was finally time to make your move.

you weren’t dumb, you felt it just as much as junhan did. the way you both would say something cringe and look at each other with nothing but love in both of your eyes or the way when his skin brushed against your own it sent wave of electricity through both of your veins.

but, you lived in fear. all of those thoughts even from the first day you met couldn’t help fill your mind.

making your way back into your dorm you couldn’t help but think about how the one stuffed animal you had all the way throughout high school was now all snowed in at your own dorm.

“i know it’s probably not the best, but i have some extra sweatpants and a shirt you could wear just so you don’t have to sleep in your jeans….” junhan said while now holding out a pair of nicely folded clothes towards your body while he slightly looked at you for some sort of confirmation.

“aw jun… that’s sweet of you. i’ll take them!! where is the bathroom so i can go change?” you ask while grabbing the clothes from him.

“just down the hall and to your left!” he said while he turned to start making the beds down.

once you had made your way down the hall and changed you started to walk back to his room.

walking in you swore that your heart skipped a beat. there he was, wearing a pair of black sweat pants with an oversized hoodie and his glasses now off of his face.

“is something wrong y/n? you look startled” junhan said as you shook your brain from any intruding thought you were having

nodding your head he watched as you crawled into his bed and he turned the light off, leaving the dimly lit lamp on for a source of light in the middle of the night.

you both began to lay down as you could hear your heart beating through your ears at this point. it was all too much. the scent he had left on his pillows and the way his blanket felt so warm around you. it was borderline intoxicating.

you started to get slightly more comfortable grabbing a pillow and turning to face the wall.

as soon as you felt yourself drift into a dream you heard both of your phones go off.

assuming that it was nothing really you decided to turn your ringer off and roll back over but when you hear a noise come from junhan you turn back over to see a smile forming on his face.

“our final got pushed to next friday!!!” junhan said while getting up to hold his phone right in from of your face the brightness causing your nose to crinkle ever so slightly as your eyes focused on the notice posted by your professor on the school dashboard.

“oh my god are you KIDDING ME!!!” you said while pulling the blanket covering you over your head

“all that studying just for us to have more time…..” you said while signing in annoyance

you felt the weight shift on the bed as you peaked your head over the blanket to see junhan sitting on the edge of his bed.

“hey!! not for nothing! we got to spend time together and now we don’t have class tomorrow!” he said slightly giddy

“i mean you’re right, but what now… now we still have to worry about it for another week.” you said as harsh reality was hitting you faster than you wanted it to

“i mean that’s true but now we have a whole other week to build our confidence on the test….” junhan said while pondering on his words once more, ”and more time for us to spend together…” he said while looking over at you. causing a blush to creep upon your face you decided to sit up slightly.

“yeah and plus we can go over whatever we want, i’ve really got to take this as an opportunity” you say while brushing the hair out of your face now sitting right in front of junhan at the edge of the bed.

he looked up at you and no moment was more precious than this. half awake junhan with his lips slightly parted. the dimly lit room illuminating his face beautifully and the peaceful silence that filled the room.

within seconds you felt the weight shift once more on the bed and suddenly junhans lips were on yours.

the amount of fireworks you felt through your body couldn’t have ever compared to any other kiss you had previously experienced.

he slightly pulled back just to look at your face as he began to overthink.

“ah y/n i’m really sorry i shouldn’t-“ junhan started to say as you crawled into his lap and began to kiss him once again.

his hands instinctively running up and down your sides while continuing to make out with you just added to the wetness you felt between your legs.

as you made out with him you couldn’t help but feel him getting hard beneath you.

“are you okay with this?” he asked you while pulling back and holding his hands on the sides of your hips.

“more than okay junhan, please” you said while pulling him to be on top of you as he started kissing up and down your neck.

slight whimpers and moans began to roll off of your lips as he started to grab your boobs and kiss up and down your neck to your collarbones.

“can i….?” he asked while tugging at the hem of your shirt. with a nod he softly pulled your shirt off to reveal your harden nipples under the shirt he had given you.

while playing with one and taking the other between his lips he started to play with your boobs. he loved having you like this. moaning and whimpering under him.

he moved back up to your face as he trailed his hand down to your panties. he slowly went past your underwear to give your clit a few slow circles.

“mm please jun…. need you” you moaned out as he moved his hands slightly faster around your clit and continued to kiss all over your face and neck.

he started to move down your body pressing kisses to your tummy and removing the sweatpants he gave you followed by your underwear.

looking down at him, he was eye level with your soaking pussy and he looked up at you.

“so hot, and all for me” he moaned out before giving your clit a few kitten licks

he wrapped his lips around your clit while bringing his other hand down to enter a finger into your hole.

he watched as he continued to eat you out. the way your back arched and you clenched around him. just by the view of it, he slowly rutted into the bed below him while feeling you around him.

while he wrapped his lips around your clit and have it a few more harsh sucks, he felt as your breath hitched and you clenched around him.

“junhan please please i’m close” you whimpered out as he fingered you and licked up and down your pussy.

“that’s it, cum for me love” he said while giving you a few more pumps of his fingers

“fuck i’m i’m cumming jun please” was all that could leave your lips as you felt his plump lips wrapped around your clit.

he let you ride your high out on his face while you slowly tugged at his hair.

once you came off your high he came back up to you to give you a kiss as you tasted yourself on him and couldn’t help but whimper in satisfaction.

tugging at his shirt you urged for him to take his clothes off as well and he took the hint.

watching him stand up to pull his sweatpants down as his hard cock slightly hit his lower tummy you couldn’t do anything but whimper. wanting nothing more than to feel him inside of you.

he crawled back on top of you while he gave you some small pecks he reached down to play with your clit once more.

“are you sure? we don’t have to go this far unless you want.” he said while bringing his hands to both sides of your head

“junhan, i want you. please” was all you had to say before he looked down to align himself with you.

to make sure he wouldn’t hurt you, he slid in slowly to let himself bottom out as well.

“jun….” you said while looking up at him, “please move” you said while running your hands up and down his back

he started to slide in and out of you at a decent pace while bringing your legs to rest next to his thighs.

“mmm” he let out a slight sigh feeling how warm you felt around him.

he brought his hand down to your clit and started to rub little circles on you while picking up his pace slowly

“please that feels so good jun” you said while another high began to wash over you.

your clit still being sensitive from the orgasm you had before had caused this one to come slightly faster than usual.

he started to move faster in and out of you while continuing to play with your clit.

“fuckk i’m close y/n” he moaned out while bringing his body to cover yours as he kissed up and down your neck.

“mmm inside me please jun please i want it” you said while bringing your own hand down to play with your clit some more.

with a few stutters of his hips you could feel he was close and you were following right behind him.

“jun i’m gonna-“ you said followed by a moan as he whimpered in your ear.

once he filled you up and continued to fuck into you, you came not far after him.

he pulled out of you and started to put his sweatpants on while searching for some wipes to help you clean up.

he grabbed the baby wipes he had in his drawer and helped you get cleaned up while slipping his tee shirt back over your head and crawling back in bed next to you.

“do you know how long i’ve wanted to do that….” he said while bringing you into his embrace.

“no but i don’t think you know how long i’ve wanted to either…..”

“remember when i sat three seats down from you……?”

and with that you both giggled drifting off to sleep in his lanky arms that were wrapped around you.

the quiet boy, junhan, was now your mystery solved <3

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[skz-with-stay]

wtf….

you being 23 and saying 19 year old Anton has “little boy vibes” ????????

exactly

[skz-with-stay]

𝔓𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔯𝔢𝔡

♱ PAIRING: OT8 X READER ♱ CW: THIS IS A LOT DARKER THAN WHAT I USUALLY WRITE SO PLEASE KEEP THAT IN MIND BEFORE PROCEEDING: TEASING, NIPPLE PLAY, PRAISE/DEGRADING, FINGERING, ORAL (F. & M. REC), DEEP THROATING, FACE FUCKING, BEGGING, PET NAMES (BABY, BEAUTIFUL, DOLL, DARLING, PRETTY, SWEETIE, BUBS) SOFT DOM!CHAN, SUB!READER, REST OF SKZ ARE MEAN!DOMS, PERV SKZ, ROLEPLAY(INTRUDERS & VICTIMS), FEAR PLAY, CNC/DUBCON, ROUGH SEX, CREAMPIES, UNPROTECTED SEX (VAGINAL + ANAL; WRAP BEFORE YOU TAP), MULTIPLE ROUNDS, SPANKING, CHOKING, DACRYPHILLIA, SADOMASOCHISM, GAGS, EXHIBITIONISM, DP +TP , TOYS, MANHANDLING, SPIT ROAST, ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP(S), AFTERCARE ♱ WC: 5.3K ♱ NOTE: CODE FOR SCENE BC EVEN I GOT CONFUSED WRITING: LEE KNOW, CHANGBIN, HYUNJIN, HAN, FELIX, SEUNGMIN, IN ♱ thank you babies for 1k :')

     It was a nice anniversary. Away from the hustle and bustle of the city and work. Chan had found a cabin for rent in the woods and took the weekend off for just him and Y/n. It was perfect, to say the least. Y/n had made sure to pack enough food for the weekend so they could cook and not worry about having to go into town.

     Even though it was only two nights fully at the cabin, both were sure to make it count. Who knows when the next time they’ll get three consecutive days in a row together.

     Friday night Chan drove them up to the cabin after a lunch date. It wasn’t a super long drive so they didn’t have to leave early in the morning. Only maybe a couple of hours. So they made a lunch stop before getting groceries for the weekend and then driving up. Chan letting her play car DJ on his phone. Stealing a kiss at stoplights. Giggles the whole way up and deep into the woods. 

     Chan made sure to drive slowly on the uneven road as the got further into the woods, away from society. His hand was on her thigh until they got to the cabin. Then it was the hassle of unloading the car. Bringing in the food from the car, Y/n took to unpacking it as Chan brought in their bags and set them in the bedroom and set up all the electronics. Mainly just the TV. Nothing in the 21st century was completely off-grid anymore. Even with being so far from civilization, there was still some internet to let them at least watch Netflix.     Chan set the remote on the coffee table once he was done with the TV and walked into the kitchen as Y/n was finishing up putting away the groceries. He smiled and grabbed her waist, pulling her into him to pepper kisses all over her.

     “Chan!” Y/n giggled as she tried pushing him away— not trying to though. She loved the affection from him.

     “Get you all to myself for three days,” Chan said between kisses, pulling her closer to him

     He ended his kiss assault by pushing his lips onto her. Y/n smiled against his lips as she grabbed his shoulders. Chan walked her back up against the counter, pulling away from her lips long enough to help her up onto the counter before attacking her neck with kisses

     “We’ve got three days Channie.” Y/n moaned as his hands slipped under her shirt.

     “Three days just to fuck you, baby,” Chan growled against her neck. 

     Y/n felt her body heat up as he chuckled at her reaction. He brought his hands down and grabbed her thighs, pulling her off the counter. Y/n grabbed onto his shoulders and stared at him as he walked into the living room.

     “Think we can fuck all over the cabin in three days?” He asked as laid her back on the couch. 

     “Remember when we had the dorm to ourselves for a weekend?” She asked as he tossed his shirt off 

     “Hm, what was it, everywhere twice?” 

     “Some places three times.”

     Chan leaned back down and smashed his lips onto hers. He pushed her shirt up over her chest. Hands roaming each other’s bodies. Y/n worked her way down his abs to his jeans. She was unbuttoning the material, pushing it down enough to be able to palm him over his boxers. Chan moaned into her mouth, grinding against her hand. 

     Y/n slipped her tongue into his mouth. Exploring and wrapping around his own before he pushed back. He pushes her bra up to join her shirt above her breasts. Rough hands kneaded her breast and finger pads played with her nipples. 

     Chan detached his lips first and moved down to her chest. Kissing all along her skin before wrapping his plumps around one of her nipples. His hands moved down from her tits to push her pants down past her hips. Y/n lifted her hips to help him a bit, he pushed her pants down to her mid-thigh. His fingers moved quickly between her legs, rubbing her clit over the fabric of her panties as he switched nipples.

     Y/n laced her fingers in his hair, grinding against his fingers. His rough tongue pressed against her nipples before he detached and moved his lips down her stomach, leaving love bites in his wake. He pulled up just before the waistband of her lace panties, just for a bit to get the fabric of her pants and the lace off of her.

     Tossing them to join his shirts. He laid down on his stomach and brought her legs up over his shoulders. Y/n took a moment to toss her shirt off as he kissed her folds gently. A calm before the storm.

     Chan licked up between her folds before diving in head first. Kissing her clit and slowly licking. His nose brushed her clit when he moved down. “My perfect baby,” Chan groaned into her. Y/n smiled as she laced her fingers into his hair. If Chan looked up at her, she was sure he would see heart eyes.

     Chan started his pace slow, gradually speeding up till he lapped her up like a starved man. Moans were very quick to fill the living room. Chan wrapped his lips around her clit while two fingers worked inside her. Slowly starting to push in a third. Pads rubbed against her gummy walls while thrusting in and out of her. Her hands gripped his roots while his free hand wound its way up to her breasts.

     “More channie,” Y/n whined right before he slipped his third finger in.

     “That enough for you baby?” Chan asked as he looked up at her

     “Mm. Want your cock,” Y/n begged

     Chan hummed as he went back down, sucking harder on her clit. His fingers picked up their pace inside her. Y/n arched towards the ceiling as he built her orgasm up. The knot tightened fast. The harder he sucked and the faster he went, the harder it got to control her moans or have any self-control.

     Soon enough the knot snapped in her stomach. Cumming on his fingers before he pulled them out and licked her clean. He brought his now free hand up to her mouth. Y/n opened her mouth for him to slip his fingers into her mouth to lick his fingers clean of her juices. Moaning into her as he felt her tongue wrap around his fingers. 

     He pulled away from her cunt as he was positive she was all clean. Pulling his fingers out of her mouth, laying her legs on the sofa. He stood for a moment to discard his pants and boxers. Y/n sat up to take off her bra. Chan stopped her mid pulling his boxers down to stop her and unhook her bra for her.

     Y/n smiled up at him as he pulled the fabric off her body. Then she saw his erection standing right up. She giggled before bringing him into her mouth. The surprise was nice on his end for sure. Y/n fixed her position to sit on her knees before she started sucking him off. Chan stood straight as he looked down at her. Her hands planted on his thighs, her eyes flickered up at him as she sank further down on him.

     “Fuck baby,” Chan groaned as he grabbed the back of her head.

     Y/n moaned around him as she swallowed him. Chan let out a loud whiny moan just before she pulled back before her nose hit his abdomen. One hand moved to hold the base of his cock before she started quickly bobbing her head, never taking him fully into her throat, just deep enough to tease him. Both knew full well she could take all of him into her throat.

     Until she did. Swallowing him till he was all the way inside, his hand gripping the back of her head to hold her still before pulling her off. A string of saliva connected her to him as she looked up at him with slightly glossy eyes, sucking in deep quick breaths.

     “Need to cum inside you baby.” Chan pushed her back down onto the couch, grabbing her legs and putting them around his waist. 

     “What if I want your cum in my throat?” Y/n asked as he lined himself up at her hole

     “Later beautiful.” Chan pushed into her, watching her head fall back onto the couch.

     “Fuck,” Y/n whined just before he started his pace. After the quick surprise blowjob, he needed to cum. He picked a fast pace as he started. Grabbing onto her hips to get better leverage. 

     “Never gonna get over how good you fucking feel,” Chan groaned. His cock fucking deep into her. 

     Y/n rolled her hips slightly against him as he fucked into her. Every word he muttered under his breath or whined was how good she felt and just how lucky he was to have an amazing girlfriend like her. If she wasn’t already hot from foreplay and getting dicked down, she’d be blushing. Right now, her mind was only thinking about his tip just grazing that spot.

     “Deeper Channie, please baby. Wanna cum on your cock,” She whined. 

     Chan didn’t hesitate to throw her legs over his shoulders again and lean forward. Hands planted next to her head after intertwining their fingers together. The first thrust in the new position hit the spot dead on. She didn’t know how Chan was able to find the spot every time but she thanked every higher power out there for his rare skill of finding the g-spot. 

     He resumed his previous pace, not daring to change it as her walls clamped down around him. “Pretty, gonna cum for me again?” Chan huffed 

      Y/n nodded as a certain thrust had her walls and the knot in her stomach tightening. She knew Chan wasn’t faring much better with the way his dick was twitching inside of her. One of his hands left hers and came down between their bodies. Thumb pressing against her clit and rubbing quick circles, working her closer to her next orgasm.

     Y/n gripped his hand tighter, curses falling from both their mouths as they got closer. Chan was the first to break. He thrusted in and out as quickly as he could before she came moments later. She shook under him as he slowed down to a stop, enjoying the feeling of her wrapped around him a little longer. 

     After a few moments, Chan pulled out before leaning down and softly kissing her lips. 

     “All good baby?” he asked pulling away and kissing her cheeks

     “Mhmm.” Y/n nodded, moving her arms to wrap around his neck, “You wanna make dinner tonight?”

     “You want me to make dinner tonight,” Chan smiled at her

     “Saving my energy for when you decide to blow my back out later.”

     “I’ll do it right now.”

     Chan placed his lips back onto hers. Y/n tangled her hands in his hair as she giggled against his lips. “Wanna move to the bedroom?” Y/n mumbled against his lips.

     “Mhm,” Chan pulled away before getting up and pulling her up for a moment. He moved the throw pillows and the blanket off the couch then pulled something underneath the cushions out and it turned into a bed. Chan sat back on the mattress sofa and pulled her onto his lap, giving her a proud smile. “There we go.”

     “You’re such a dork.” Y/n giggled as she straddled his lap and cupped his face.

     “Your dork,” Chan laughed

     Pulling each other in for another kiss. Chan laid back, pulling her down with him. Hands grabbing her hips, grinding her against his semi. Moaning into the other's mouth before Chan pushed his tongue into her mouth.

     Y/n snaked a hand behind her, grabbed his dick, and pumped him, pulling away from his lips. Chan tilted his head back as she pumped him back to full length. Y/n positioned him at her entrance and slowly sank down. 

     Chan lifted his head and grabbed her hips, helping her swallow him again. “Slowly baby,” Chan said

     Y/n planted her hands on his chest, stabilizing herself. Once he was fully in her, slowly she started rolling her hips against his. Chan kept his hands on her but he didn't help her. Simply letting her grind against him. 

     He moved his hands towards her ass, gripping the flesh in his hands. Y/n smiled down at him as she switched from bringing to bouncing in him. “Shit,” Chan groaned, gripping her ass tighter. 

     Both stopped when they heard something on the back porch. Both turned towards the door. It was pretty dark outside by now, the couple having gotten to the cabin around sundown. 

     Chan sat up wrapping his arms around her waist. “Maybe it's just an animal,” he said, kissing her collarbone. 

     “Can you check?” Y/n asked, looking down at him. 

     “Yeah,” Chan answered. 

     Y/n got off his lap and sat on the mattress, pulling the throw blanket off the ground and covering herself as Chan slipped his boxers on before heading to the back door.

     Y/n waited anxiously for him to come back, telling her it was just a possum or something. Gripping the blanket she kept her eyes trained towards the back of the house. Barely noticing the figure behind her in the mask. Until his gloved hands grabbed her throat and covered her mouth. 

     Her eyes went wide as she reached up to grab the perpetrator's arms to pray them off her. Thrashing in the grip which subsequently made the blank fall off her bare body. 

     “Quit squirming,” the voice behind her pulled her roughly into his firm chest. 

     Y/n shook her head as she tried to pry herself away. The hand on her neck moved to grab her wrists, holding them down. He pushed her forward onto the mattress, his body laying on top of hers. 

     Both her arms were grabbed by a third party and pulled behind her back while the first man held her head down onto the mattress till he was done. 

     She was pulled back up by her hair and got a glimpse at the black and white mask with the elongated mouth. “Be good and stay right here for us kitten.”

     The masked man dropped her back on the mattress before she heard a chair hit the floor. She lifted her head to Chan being tied to one of the dining table chairs, tape over his mouth forbidding him to talk. Her eyes watered as he made eye contact with her. 

     Y/n looked up at the intruder tying her boyfriend up. He had a bigger build than her boyfriend and was slightly shorter than him as well. Same mask as the first one. Build alone she could guess it was easy to overpower Chan. 

     “Awe,” a new voice said behind her, slightly deeper than the first man. Was it the one who tied her up or another one? There were either three or four additional people inside the cabin, “Poor things got cum dripping out of her.”

     Y/n’s eyes went wide as she felt the mattress dip down behind her. Two fingers ran up from her clit to her entrance. This person was also wearing leather gloves as well. Y/n bit her lip and closed her eyes, squeezing water past her waterline as two of his gloved fingers pushed her boyfriends cum back into her. Thrusting in and out slowly.

     “Watching you’re girlfriend get fingered by someone else is turning you on, huh?” the man next to her boyfriend asked. Y/n opened her eyes and to see Chan was indeed hard under his boxers. The man chuckled and pulled the waist band of his boxers down below his balls. Chan groaned as the cool air his his sensitive cock as the man walked away, towards her.

     She clamped down around the man fingering her, which made him laugh. She was trying to shrink back away from the man walking towards her but there wasn’t many optiolns at this point. “Think she likes being used infront of her boyfriend.”

     The man who tied her boyfriend up crotched down infront of her, “Wanna help your boyfriend?” He asked

    Y/n sniffled and nodded her head. “Words, doll.” 

     “Y-yes,” Y/n stated as best she could

     “Wanna get out of this situation?”

     “Yes.”

     He chuckled under his mask before standing up. The fingers pulled out of her before she was sat up on her knees. Finally getting a better look around the room. Six people surrounded the room, including the two near her.

     “Look what I found.” a voice came from down the hall. Everyone in the room turned to the seventh person who walked in holding a remote and a dildo.

     Y/n’s face flushed before the seventh person got on the bed behind her. The man in front of her grabbed her face, “Open up.” She could hear his smile

     Y/n kept her mouth closed, shaking her head. The man behind her yanked her head back and hovered over her, “You want this to end well?”

     “Ye… yes,” She whined

     “Be a good whore and open your mouth.”

     He tugged on her hair for good measure. Y/n opened her mouth and a second later the toy was shoved in her throat. Y/n gagged around it as he fucked her throat with it. The other six gathered around the sofa, leaving some space for Chan to watch, and pulled out their cocks. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw them all slowly pumping them as drool dripped out the sides of her mouth.

     “Bet you’re upset you stopped her from sucking your cock earlier Channie,” The first man said mockingly over his shoulder. 

     “Stuff her already,” A new voice said.

     The toy was pulled from her mouth. Y/n doubled over coughing, trying to catch her breath. Which just gave the man behind her the right position to push the toy into her pussy. She did a weird cough moan before she was forced to sit straight and a cock shoved down her throat. She moaned as her eyes went wide as the man started fucking her throat while the others continued pumping their cocks over her.

     “Shit,” the man groaned as he thrusted in and out of her throat. 

     The one who found the toy was behind her messing the remote. Turning it on which made her moan around the cock in her mouth. The fake cock thumped up and down inside her as she started to get passed around on their cocks. Each of them pulling her off another. Each using her and their hands to get closer to their orgasm. Coming to the point the took turns shoving their cocks down her throat to cum till she was positive her drool had been replaced by their cum. 

     She wasn’t fairing to well on the toy either. The more they all used her mouth as a cum dump with the little thing fucking her, she got wetter and the knot in her stomach building. 

     “Look, barely done anything to her and she’s already fucked out.” The seven laughed as they pushed her onto her back spreading her legs.

     “Wan’ cum,” She mumbled out.

     “Think you deserve to cum?” the deepest of the voices asked

     “Not on the toy.”

     The toy was pulled out of her making her whine as her hole clenched around nothing.

     “Poor thing.” 

     One of the taller two sat back on the sofa the more built of the group lifted her up and made her straddle him.

     “Come here darling,” The man cooed as her lined his cock up with her sensetive entrance. Slowly she was sank down onto him, making her moan. He wasn’t as big as Chan but there was some competition length wise, “That’s it. Take my cock.”

     His hands grabbed her hips to hold her steady ontop of him. ”Channie,” Y/n moaned which earned her a slap on the ass.

     “Channie isn’t fucking you anymore doll.”

     “Think she needs another cock in her to get it through her head.”

     She was pulled forward onto the tall ones chest and she felt wet leather at her tight rim. Y/n shook her head as she felt him breach her ass. The man below started thrusting up into her while the one behind her fingered her ass open. She could tell his fingers were thick without the gloves but with them it was a whole other thing.

     The man below her had wrapped his arms around his body and kept her pinned down to him. Soon she felt a second finger enter her as, making her scream a “fuck”. Scissoring her ass open as the man below her slowed down as he felt her clenching.

     “Get it in already. He’s probably fucked her ass before.”

     Chan definetly had fucked her ass before. Neither could deny it. 

     Chan kept his eyes trained on his girlfriend. Angry cock laying against his stomach and leaking precum all over his abs. Beyond turned on at watching his girlfriend get gangbanged. 

     The man stationed behind her pulled his fingers out and grabbing his cock. Pumping himself before pushing into her. Below had stopped thrusting to let him inside as she screamed into his shoulder. The man behind her had her boyfriend beat in girth. 

     Once everyone was adjusted, the two men were thrusting in and out like made men. she was never but filled. one going in as the other was pulling out. 

     Behind her grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up a bit so the room could hear her. No coherent words were coming out of her at this point. Far too fucked put to even think about anything as she clenched around both men as the knot in her stomach tightened. 

     One particular thrust from the man in her ass had her body going limp as she came on the other ones cock. Body shaking as they used her holes till they came inside. Filling her up then pulling out. Y/n feel onto the mattress as their cum seeped out of her. 

     The comfort didn’t last long as she was pulled up and placed on someone else's lap. Dick pushing cum back into her ass as he breached. She whined leaned forward as his hands held her waist. “Forget how to ride a cock?” he asked before smacking her ass

     “Learn how to fuck her maybe.” the second voice said as he pushed her back and slid his dick into her soaked cunt. The second man spread her legs apart before both started thrusting into her. Whines leaving her mouth and small little “fucks” with them. Any tears that had been threatening to spill definitely started streaming down her face once the second pair started their attack. 

     It was the same as the first pair. Taking turns thrusting in and out of her. Another orgasm building up in her sensitive body. She subconsciously squeezed around them, head falling back before the intruder on top of her grabbed her neck. Y/n sucked in a quick breath of air as her once drooping eyes went wide. 

     “Don’t leave us yet baby.” He laughed

     “Still got three cocks to make cum inside your whore holes.”

     Both men came inside her, mixing with the first two and Chan’s from earlier. Pulling her off and tossing her to the side. Two more sets of hands grabbed her, this time letting her lay on her side still. One of her shaky legs was pulled into the air as their dicks slid into her cum filled holes.

    “Shit. She’s fucking full.” The man in front of her groaned

     “Think she can fit three more loads?” the man behind her chuckled as they both started thrusting in and out of her.

     “‘o more,” Y/n groaned

     “Awe she’s begging for it.”

     Y/n shook her head before the man behind her wrapped his longer fingers around her throat.

     “You can take a few more. You’re gripping us like you want it.”

     “Make some room,” the deepest voice said.

     The two moved the position so she was straddling the intruder that had his cock in her cunt. She was easy to move with how numb her limps were.

     “Think you’re pretty thing can fit three cocks in her?” 

     It was obvious the man was talking with her boyfriend but she still managed to hear the last bit of the sentence before she tried talking them out of it.

     “Maybe she needs one in her mouth too.” 

     “Get in there.”

     The first man that fucked her pulled her head up and forced himself into her throat again. She screamed around as she felt another tip prodding at her filled holes. Almost like he was trying to decide which one he wanted to stretch. Ultimately he started joined the man in her eyes.

     She cried around the man fucking her face again as the men below got situated.

     “Shit, thought she was full before,” the man above her huffed.

     Slowly the three started moving. It was a painful but pleasurable feeling once she got used to it. She wasn’t going to admit it— not like she could when she had a dick in her throat and she was severly cock drunk. 

     Her body felt light. No real control of anything else, cum dripping out of her as the four fucked her. Moving as best the could inside of her. Everyone twitching inside her as her orgasm suddenly shook her entire body.

     “Fuck” the man below groaned before he came inside her cunt.

     He stilled inside her as the two in her ass weren’t far behind him or each other. The first man came then pulled out, some of his cum spurting out onto her ass and lower back as the second followed. Coming intime with the man in her throat.

     The four took a moment before pulling out and off her.

     “Fuck,” Jisung groaned again as he threw his ghost face mask off, sweating a bit. Minho, Seungmin, and Changbin had already taken theirs off along with their gloves once they finished. Hyunjin had put his back on to get his dick sucked one last time before the scene ended.

     Changbin had untied Chan when the last five were mid fucking. The oldest snuck off to take care of his erection once the scene ended while the other three quietly got all necessarfy aftercare items ready.

     Coffee table covered with sports drinks and water and discarded gloves and ghost face masks.

     Felix untied her wrist from behind her back as Seungmin came back with a warm wet towel.

     “You with us babe?” Jisung asked as he brushed her hair out of her face

     Y/n hummed as she laid against his chest. God she was exhausted.

     It was very rare Y/n took all her boyfriends cocks at once. Threesomes and foursomes were more common in their relationship. 

     “Can you look at me babe?” Jisung asked as he slowly turned the to onto her side. Y/n looked at her boyfriend with her sleepy eyes, “Hi sweetie,” He smiled

     “Hi ji,” Y/n said

     “Can Seungmin clean you up?” He asked

     “Tired,” She groaned

     “I know baby. But we gotta make sure your okay babe.”

     “Quick and gentle bubs. Promise.” Seungmin said as he squatted down in front of her.

     “‘Kay,” she said as she laid her head against jisung’s chest. Seungmin talked her through what he was doing so he didn’t catch her off-gaurd

     “I grabbed her favortie sweater of mine and blanket from the dorms two before we left.” Jeongin said as he came back in from the outside.

     “I’ll start cooking dinner. Yongbok, come help me.” 

     Once Seungmin finished cleaning her up, Jisung sat them up.

     “Hyunjin, helped me with the sofa.” Changbin said

     Everyone had taken their own little tasks in the aftercare session. Y/n tried to pay attention, mainly so she could stay awake but she was so out of it. Jisung picked her up so the two could fix the sofa.

     “Shower,” Y/n groaned

     “Channie’s in the shower right now baby. You wanna join him?” Changbin asked     “Yeah…”

     Han passed her off to Changbin as the other producer grabbed the maknae’s hoodie for her before walking her to the bathroom. He gave a knock on the door to alert the man in there.

     “Baby want’s a shower with you Chan.” Changbin said as he opened the door.

     “Okay,” Chan said as he opened the shower curtain. Changbin passed her off to him and then set the hoodie on the counter for her next to chan’s close. 

     “I’ll bring in some bottoms for her. Minho and Yongbok are doing dinner, the rest of us are fixing the living room. Seungmin did most of the clean up but she still wanted a shower.”

     “Alright. We’ll be out soon,” Chan replied as Changbin walked out of the bathroom. “Feeling okay baby?” Chan asked. He turned the water down a bit before pulling her under the water with him.

     “Feel like jelly.” Y/n leaned her wait into him as he helped her clean up.

     “Can you tell me whose all here with us?”

     Y/n listed off the rest of their partners as he washed her up. He asked her a few more questions to make sure she was out of her subspace if she got into it. He was usually good at reading her expressions during sex when she dropped into it but he couldn’t see her face much during the scene so he didn’t wanna take chances.

     He turned the water off and got the twom of them out of the shower and dried off. He got her dressed before he put his close on before picking her up and bringing her back into the living room to relax and talk with the rest of the group.

     “Feeling okay pretty?” Hyunjin asked

     “Yeah. Thank you guys for trying the scene.”

     “Of course baby.” Chan sat back on the sofa next to the other two producers

     “We weren’t to rough with you?” Changbin asked

     “No. I liked how rough you guys were. Plus we talked about it before. Wasn’t anything we didn’t talk about that i didn’t like.” The warm shower woke her up and recharged her a bit so she was able to form sentences again.

     “How’d you like being excluded old man,” Seungmin joked at Chan.

     Chan shrugged, “I got a round and a half in.”

     “Is it too soon to ask to do this again?” Y/n asked

     “Not for a while kitten. You just took eight dicks.” Minho called from the kitchen

     “I didn’t mean right now! But, I like when i get to have kinky sex with all eight of my boyfriends at once.”

     “We’ll recording next time so you can enjoy it any time.” Jisung said

     “That actually sounds like a good idea.”

     “You’re gonna give her a new kink, again, Jisung.” Minho yelled as he came around the corner, baring a spatula

     “What’s wrong with that?”

     “It becomes all of our problems.”

     “Is that an issue?”

     “No but I don’t need random videos sent to me throughout the day of one of us fucking her. Yongbok already got her into the lingerie photos.”

     “I have no regrets.” Felix yelled from the kitchen

     “None of us do,” Seungmin laughed

     The room seemingly erupted into chaos an after veryone fucked their brains out. But what was new?

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ʚïɞ butterfly bandage - 01

note: this is part 1 of a series (part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5)

content: bang chan/reader, university au, strangers to friends to lovers, themes of soulmates, reader is female and referred to with she/her pronouns, mentions of past unhealthy relationships, a bit of pining, kissing, slight suggestiveness but sfw (eventually nsfw)

summary: after the past three years you’ve had, whether or not you make it through the fourth all comes down to a single thread. fortunately, you find that thread, with chan on the other end. now, it’s just a matter of who needs it more—you, or him.

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connected

pairing: bang chan x afab!reader

warnings: smut🔞!!!!!!, best friend’s brother!chan, reader & hannah are besties, friends to lovers, virgin!reader, kissing, little bit of dry humping, thigh humping, spit, oral (f), fingering (f), unprotected piv sex, mirror sex, possessive dirty talk (just sexy, nothing too crazy)

notes: thank you to this anon for getting me started on bfb!chan. the sole knowledge i have on the layout of chan’s house is from this vid so! title obviously from connected by the one and only bang chan. that song is sooo bfb!chan coded. also sorry if this is paced kinda fast u guys know i’m incapable of writing anything too long. anyways pls enjoy ᕦᶘ ᵒ㉨ᵒᶅᕤ

you thought you had it under control. this crush you’ve been harboring for nearly a fucking decade, give or take. you figured it would be easier to move on from chan since you’re unable to actually see him due to the fact that he’s all the way in south korea. however, you still manage to see him everywhere. he’s a bigshot superstar after all.

whatever measly ounce of control you thought you had just so happens to slip through your fingers the second he walks through the door of his family home back in australia. he’d been out with his friends all day while you were over keeping hannah company.

you hear his slides shuffling on the linoleum of the hallway, the soft thunk of him kicking them to the side, and immediately straighten your back. hannah sees you and rolls her eyes playfully.

“not this again… you might as well fix your hair too. you want some lip gloss?” she whispers, eyes shooting to where chan is meandering into the kitchen.

you stick your tongue out and roll your eyes back at her. you do fix your hair though.

“woah, hey! if i knew you were coming over i would have come back sooner! come here, gimme a hug. it’s been so long!” chan says as he walks into the room, beckoning you with his hands and smiling.

you get up from the couch with an exaggerated groan and step over your rumpled blanket on the floor, walking into chan’s waiting arms. it’s just a hug. you’re totally fine and normal about feeling his strong arms around you, your own arms wrapped around that deliciously broad back, his solid chest pressed against yours…

“‘s good to see you! you doin’ good?” chan asks, rubbing his hand down your back before letting you go and motioning back to the couch. you sit back down in your spot and pick the blanket back up, settling in beside hannah once again while chan makes himself comfortable on the L of the couch.

“yeah i- i’m good! are you? how’s it feel to finally be home for a bit?” you look over to see him biting back a smile, and before he answers he yanks the blanket from hannah’s lap and wraps himself in it, giggling and yelling when she reaches over and kicks him in the side.

“yeah i’m good too, haha. all good. just busy! busy and well, you know. but i’m good! ‘s great to be back home.” you don’t know, but you put the pieces together and figure he means he’s stressed and tired too. you hope this small little break will do him well.

you kept up with each other a little bit. nothing too crazy; you weren’t that close, despite how much you might have wanted to be. it was mainly those typical happy birthday, merry christmas, congrats on that award texts, but at least you can say you’re lucky enough to have that. not everyone can say they have bang chan’s number in their phone.

you chance a look over at chan again and see him already looking back at you. he smiles and crosses his arms behind his head to recline on them. “so, what’re we watching?”

“we?!” hannah says, sitting up now and motioning between the two of you. “we are watching ‘the vampire diaries,’ i dunno about you.”

“whaddya mean you dunno about me? i love that show.” oh really? that’s… news. “yeah, haha, i love vampires.”

you look down at your lap and laugh, and hannah mumbles something about chan being so full of shit it’s embarrassing.

he doesn’t stay for too long though, much to your chagrin. not long after he settled on the couch was he jogging up to his room and returning in a nice polo shirt and jeans, heading to felix’s house to eat dinner with him and his family.

as soon as chan’s out the door again, hannah pauses your episode and levels you with a look.

“whaaat? why are you looking at me like that?”

you know exactly why she’s looking at you like that.

you wake up in the middle of the night, and hannah’s room is dark. your mouth is dry, the type of dry where you just can’t go back to sleep; you have to get up and get a drink or it’ll drive you crazy.

you do just that, slowly crawling out from under the covers to not wake hannah and pad down the stairs to the kitchen. the open floor plan of the house allows you to see straight into the living room, and you’re greeted with the sight of chan on the couch again, this time working on his laptop. you’re suddenly wide awake, but you don’t know if it’s from the ice cold water you just chugged or the sight of chan, cozy and at home.

you want to talk to him though, alone, and you hope that maybe he’d like to talk to you too.

you make your way to the chair on the other side of the couch and gingerly sit down. you don’t want to scare him since he has his headphones on. he startles a little bit anyways though when he looks up and sees you. you offer him a little wave, and he quickly takes his headphones off and puts his laptop to the side.

“hey, what’re you doin’ up? can’t sleep?” chan asks, stretching his arms until his elbows pop.

“that’s funny of you to say. i just wanted some water. no rest for the wicked, huh?” you reply and point down at his laptop. he just laughs.

“yeah, well, you know. just… comes with the job, heh. gosh, you’re shivering. you cold? c’mere, i’ll make room.” there’s plenty of room. the couch is huge, but you’re sure as shit not going to say no to cuddling up under a blanket with chan. you leave your spot in the chair and join him on the L of the couch. chan lifts his blanket up so that you can slide under it with him.

you have to bite your lip to keep from smiling when he throws his arm around your shoulders to pull you close to him.

“it’s really been so long since we’ve seen each other, yeah? what’ve you been up to?”

that opens the floodgates then, and the two of you talk for hours. you talk for so long that berry decides to join your cuddle pile, and chan holds a finger to his mouth so that you can listen to her snore.

“god, she’s just like you!” you say quietly, laughing and plonking your head down onto his shoulder.

“hey! i don’t- i don’t do that anymore! she probably got it from hannah, not me!”

that makes you both laugh, and you see chan’s eyes slide down to the upturn of your lips. you both quiet down again after you catch him looking, and he knows he’s been caught.

“it’s been- it’s been really, really good to see you today, yaknow? hannah talks about you a lot, but it’s not the same as seeing you in person. i missed you, heh. you look- you look great. you’re so- you’re beautiful.” that gets your heart pounding. your knees are pulled up to your chest, and when you turn your body towards him they rest on his thigh.

“oh. you think so? you really think that?” you ask. he’s never said that about you before, and why would he? you’re just his little sister’s best friend.

“i wouldn’t say it if i didn’t mean it. you know me. i’m not- i’m being serious. you’re so beautiful. i see so many people, yaknow, and none of them… compare to you.”

you’ve never been looked at like this. not the way he’s looking at you. his eyes are kind, genuine. chan’s a lot of things but not a liar. he’s telling you the truth.

“chan i- chris. chris. what the hell is going on?!” you laugh, shaking your head in disbelief. he laughs with you, nervous.

“i just! i didn’t want to wait any longer? i had to tell you. before i left, yeah? and then i saw you earlier and just had to tell you, but i don’t want to make you uncomfortable! or- or something. in case i’m ever here when you come over to see hannah and like, don’t want me to be around… or something, yeah.”

“chris,” you’ve taken hold of his black t-shirt, death gripped tightly in your hand. you could cry, you think. you don’t want to cry right now though, you can save that for your room when you get home. “chris, i’ve been- what the fuck. i’ve wanted you to see me that way for years. you- you used to call me squirt! you would come up behind me and pull my hair. i thought you just saw me as your like, honorary little sibling.”

he snorts at that, shaking his head and throwing it back so he’s looking at the ceiling.

“i mean! you were, but it’s not like that anymore, yeah? it hasn’t been for a- for a while. and you- you said? do you- is this-?” he gestures between the two of you. “i can’t even fuckin’ talk, wow! can i- um. can i kiss you? is that okay? it’s fine if not, haha. i mean, we can just keep talking! i love talking to you-” you decide to spare him, cutting him off in the middle of his ramble by pressing your lips to his. finally.

fourteen year old you would be jumping up and down on your old bed.

chan reacts swiftly, bringing a hand up to cup your cheek while you kiss. it’s a sweet kiss, one you’ve been hoping and dreaming of for years… your first kiss with chan. this one stays soft, just a gentle press of your lips together. when you pull away, your breath trembles. chan’s dimples show, and he nuzzles his nose against yours.

he pecks your nose and goes to kiss your lips again. this kiss doesn’t stay sweet for long though, you reckon you’ve waited long enough for him. you knew he had perfect lips, but kissing them is something else.

chan seems to be thinking the same thing. he parts his lips and tilts his head, and you’re kissing. your thigh is still pressed to his, and when his tongue flicks against yours it flexes. chan’s hand travels from your cheek to your thigh, squeezing once and humming in appreciation.

the tips of his fingers sneak under the hem of your shorts to stay, and you nibble on chan’s lower lip. he hums low in his throat when you do, sending a jolt of heat to your core. just a little bit of kissing and touching and you’re well on your way to ruining your sleep shorts. how embarrassing.

you’re happy to stay like this for the rest of the night, making out on the couch. chan’s lips are plump and perfect, and he clearly knows what he’s doing. your hand wraps around his bicep, and you’re about to throw your leg over his lap to straddle him until you feel something brush against your leg.

you and chan pull apart at the same time, and he licks his lips and looks down when you do. you’re met with the sight of berry, still sitting sweetly between the two of you and wagging her tail. it almost looks like she’s smiling.

you look at chan with your jaw slack, and you’re quick to slap a hand over your mouth to stifle an unhinged cackle.

“oh my gosh. oh my gosh, no! her innocent little eyes, i can’t believe we just- we just-!” chan picks berry up and cradles her to his chest. “i have to- i’ll be right back.”

he gets up from the couch and you see him scurry through the hall and up the stairs. he looks a little ridiculous, berry cradled to his chest and her little head bobbing as chan goes to quietly put her in hannah’s room.

you fiddle with your fingers while you wait for him to come back. he’s not gone long. you hear him quietly but quickly trekking down the stairs, and he skips the last four steps, hopping to the ground. kangaroo leader makes a lot of sense when you think about it.

“now, um. ha! where were we?” he puts his arms on either side of your head on the back of the couch and leans down to kiss you again. when you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him down he laughs, propping his knee on the couch. you’re straining your neck to reach him, but he ducks down so he’s not towering over you.

“mmm, chris,” you mumble against his lips. what’s up? “chris. take me to your room? please?”

your lips part with a wet smack, and chan looks into your eyes. his thumbs caress your cheeks, and you fight the urge to whimper. you never knew he would touch you so gently.

“you- you want to sleep with me? like, really? like actually?” he asks, and you nod.

“yes chan, i want to actually sleep with you,” you snort. he laughs, bumping his forehead to yours. he takes a step back and offers you his hands to help you up from the couch.

the trek to his room is quiet. the only sound is your feet padding up the stairs and the soft click of his door opening then closing behind you. as he stands in front of you he makes an awkward jazz hands motion towards the bed, and it’s just another instance where you have to hide your giggles behind your hand.

“sorry! gah- i’m stupid, sorry! i just- you’re sure?” chan says, scratching at the back of his neck and plopping down onto the edge of the bed. you sit down beside him and take his hand in yours.

“okay, listen. are you listening to me?” yeah, course. “okay. okay, well, um. i’ll just.. i’ll just say it. so you- be quiet and just listen.” he nods. “i’m so sure, chan. i’m like- surer than sure, okay. i’ve wanted you for years, like, ever since i can even remember, so.”

“for years, huh?” he asks, lips quirking.

“okaaay, i didn’t tell you that for you to be a shithead, christopher.”

“christopher! ouch, geez! okay, i get it. well, um. i’m yours then, yeah? if you want me, i’m yours.” chan takes hold of your hand again and turns to look at you, leaning in to kiss you once more.

now or never, you decide. you shake your hand free of his hold and use it to crawl back on his bed a little. chan follows easily, and he lets out a heavy breath when you lay yourself fully down so that he can get on top of you. you wrap your legs around his waist and he hums, squeezing your thigh and rolling his body against yours.

his body is hot over yours. when you touch his cheeks you can feel the heat radiating off of them, and you can’t help but wonder if his chest would be flushed like that too. you tug on the hem of his shirt, might as well find out, and chan lifts himself up on his knees so that he can pull his shirt over his head. you were right; he’s flushed pink down his chest and glistening with sweat.

chan leans down once again to cage you against the mattress, and you shudder when his clothed cock ruts against you through your sleep shorts. chan rucks up your shirt and pets at your side, gentle.

“can i take this off?” he whispers, fiddling with the hem of your top. he sits up again to wait for your instructions.

“you can- you can take it off, um. chris? i just. i’ve never? i waited. for you. i’ve just never wanted anyone else the way i want you, is that- is that okay?” you’re about to pull your shirt back down until chris lets out a low curse.

“you waited for me? for me? oh baby, i don’t- i don’t deserve you, but i want to. will you let me make you feel good?” his fingers grip the hem of your shirt again, and he looks into your eyes as he slowly pulls it up. your breath hitches when the fabric slides above your nipples, and you arch your back and lift your head so chan can throw your top on the floor.

he hasn’t looked down yet, still gazing into your eyes and waiting for your permission. you arch your chest towards him, and that’s all it takes. his hands come up to cup your breasts and he sucks in a breath, eyes roaming. your nipples are hard due to the chill of his room.

“so no one’s- um. no one’s ever touched you here?” he presses your tits together and bites his lip.

“nope,” you squeak. chan blows lightly on one of your nipples and your whole body jolts. “no, um, ah! just- just me.”

he hums at that and leans closer finally, pressing a kiss to the underside of both of your breasts. he kisses up the valley, and just when you’re about to tug on his curls and beg him, his lips wrap around one of your nipples. his mouth is so warm, tongue so silky smooth against your skin, and this time you do yank his hair.

“oh my-! chan, chris, oh fuck,” you whine. chan moans in response, flicking his tongue expertly against your hard little bud. he moves to the other one quick enough, sending shocks down your back all the way to your toes. his thigh slots between yours, and you can’t help but to start grinding on it while he sucks at your chest.

you’re close. you’ve never gotten so close so fast, but this is chan. if anyone can make you cum embarrassingly quick you figured he could. he’s the man of your dreams after all.

“chris, oh, that feels so good. i’m close, ‘m so fucking close. please don’t stop.” you’re humping his thigh like it’s the last thing you’ll ever do, and he’s still latched onto one of your nipples, deft fingers plucking at the opposite one. you finally snap when his teeth catch on your now swollen nipple, your hips buck frantically until your body locks, cumming hard against his thick thigh.

he grinds the muscle against your spasming cunt and you cry out; chan quickly brings his hand to cover your mouth.

“shhh, shh baby. that’s it, that’s so good. you’re so good f’me. sound so pretty an’ feel so fucking good against me,” chan mumbles around your nipple, pulling back with a wet pop!

“sorry, holy shit. oh my god,” you whisper, embarrassed by how loud you just got. he’s not even inside you yet and you already want to wake the neighbors. chan just shakes his head and smiles, leaning up for a kiss again.

“don’t say sorry, please, that was so fucking hot!” he laughs. his thigh is still pressed close to your cunt, and you shiver when he pulls it away. the weight doesn’t stay gone for long. chan lays beside you, body curled around your side, and walks his fingers down your thigh. he doesn’t even ask, but you spread your legs for him anyway. he kisses your neck, breathing a sultry good, baby against the flushed skin.

“so, no one’s touched you here either, love?” he asks. chan closes his eyes and breathes in heavily when his fingers reach your sleep shorts. no panties. the gusset is soaked with your wetness, and he rubs gently over where he imagines your clit to be. your hips rise to meet his hand, looking at him with furrowed brows and a slack jaw. you shake your head no, other than you, he’s the only person to have ever touched your cunt.

you let out a quiet whimper when his finger circles your clit through your shorts, and your mouth drops open even more when chan’s hand finally slides under them to touch you bare. you do him one better, shoving your shorts down your legs and kicking them to the foot of the bed. now completely naked, you throw your leg over his to spread yourself further for him.

“oh, baby. this wet little cunt… oh, fuck. ‘s so fucking wet f’me, isn’t it?”

“yeah, yeah. chris, ‘m wet for you. ‘m f-fucking soaked.” it’s true, you are. sometimes it takes you a bit to work yourself up enough to get wet, but chan’s done it in no time. “you- ah, you make me so wet, chris.”

a groan rumbles from deep in his chest, and he presses a kiss to your cheek. “yeah, makin’ this little cunt drip for me. can i- inside?” chan asks, dipping his fingers down to rub over your hole. you’re already clenching in anticipation. of course you tell him yes, and he slowly slides a finger inside.

his fingers are thick, bony, and knobby. his hands are on the smaller side, sure, but that doesn’t stop you from feeling full already.

“feel you clenching on me, baby, ‘s it hungry?” yes. your pussy’s so fucking hungry for him. you tell him so. “‘m’nna give you another.”

he’s knuckle deep in you now, two fingers stuffed inside. he uses the heel of his palm to press hard against your clit, giving you something to grind down on while he fucks you with his fingers.

“tha’s good, baby doll.” oh, fuck. “gettin’ you ready for me.”

god, are you ready. you bite down on one of the edge of the blanket at the sound of his fingers fucking in and out of you slowly. you’re sure if he were to go any faster the sloppy, wet noises your cunt’s making would wake up everyone in the house.

you must have closed your eyes because the next thing you know, chan’s pulled away from you and is eye level with your soaked pussy. he raises his brows in question, and you nod frantically.

the two fingers he has inside you slowly slide out. you’re about to complain until he uses them, pruny wet, to rub quick circles on your clit. you back bows and suddenly they’re inside you again, replaced on your clit with the flat of his tongue. you whine loudly, and he squeezes your thigh. your own hand slaps down over your mouth to try and keep yourself quiet. he kisses your clit in response.

the kiss was chaste and soft, but the way he uses his tongue to circle it is not. it’s got your legs writhing and trying to close around his head. his fingers leave the depth of your cunt once again, and they gently pinch around your clit so that he can suck the swollen little thing into his mouth, fucking his tongue against it all the while.

his lips are perfect for this. shamefully, you always thought they would be. late nights in your bedroom with your vibrator always consisted of thinking about chris’ cotton candy pink lips, plush and soft. this is better than you ever imagined though. he’s desperate with it, lips smack smack smacking at your cunt like it’s the last meal he’ll ever have. not to mention that godsent nose that works your clit while he tongue fucks your hole sloppy.

you grab behind one of your knees to lift it to your chest and use the other to spread the lips of your cunt so he has more room to play. he raises up slightly, tongue twisting around and pursing his lips so that he can spit right onto your pussy. he’s quick to clean his mess back up, sucking and licking you just right. just how you didn’t know you’d like.

“y’re gonna make me cum again, chris, oh my fucking god. please don’t stop, please don’t- keepgoingkeepgoing, oh my god!” he keeps his pace steady even when you let go of your leg to grip his hair and hold him down. his gentle, almond eyes look up at you and he moans as you do. you’re barely lucid enough to notice him grinding his cock down on the bed. “fuck me. fuck me, chris please, i can’t- i don’t wanna wait any longer.”

“i won’t make you wait any more, love. gonna fuck you now, yeah? gonna make this pussy mine, gonna make you mine.”

“‘s been yours. ‘s always gonna be yours, i’m yours, chris.” he nods down at you, sweat dripping onto your chest. chan shoves his boxers down his thighs and crawls over you. he uses his feet to kick his boxers all the way off, both of you finally bare for each other.

chan takes your hands and pulls them up above your head, entangling your fingers with his on the pillow.

“y’ready for me?” he asks, leaning his weight to one side and pulling one hand from yours so that he can guide himself to your waiting hole.

“yes, yes, please chris? please? ‘m ready for you, please, i want it so bad,” you beg, but chan kisses you to quiet you down.

“you don’t have to beg, baby, ‘m not gonna make you beg. i’ll give you whatever you want, yeah?” he nods down at you, and you nod back. “baby c’mere, kiss me.”

you lean your chin up to kiss him, and he uses that time to press the tip of his cock inside of you. your breath catches in your throat, and he whispers against your lips. “just let me in, yeah? let me in. ‘m gonna make you feel good. thank you for letting me have you like this. i’ll make it worth it, yeah? just trust me, that’s all you have to do.” you nod again, breath choking on an inhale. he’s sliding in slowly, stuffing you full of him, fuller than you’ve ever been before. your fingers and toys could never compare to the feeling of chan’s thick cock inside of you.

you squeeze his fingers. “are you- chris, ‘s it almost in?”

chan huffs a laugh and hangs his head. “i’m all the way in, baby, oh my gosh, how big do you think i am? okay, don’t- don’t answer that.”

you squint one of your eyes open and try to look down, but the view you’re craving to see is covered by chan’s muscular body. chan must know what you want, he’s good at that, so he leans up carefully until he’s sitting on his knees. you prop yourself on your elbows and finally look down to see chan’s hips pressed fully to the backs of your thighs. one of your hand slides down from the pillow to rub at your clit for just a moment, reaching your fingers down further in a V so they can feel a little sliver of the base of chan’s cock that spears you open.

“oh my god, ‘s inside me. am i- am i dreaming? this isn’t real.” you reach your hand up to cup his cheek, and he leans into your touch. he gives a tentative thrust to gauge your reaction and kisses the palm of your hand tenderly.

“baby, it’s real. you’re not dreaming. i’m here. you’re here with me, yeah? maybe i’m the one dreaming…”

he presses another kiss to your palm and guides your hands back over your head. chan lowers himself down again so that you can wrap your legs around his waist and kiss him whenever you please. your eyes roll to the back of your head when you feel him thrust into you. you can feel the muscles of his ass working as well. it’s a shame you can’t see that.

until you remember you can.

the giant wall-to-wall mirrored closet doors call to you, so you turn your head to look in their direction. you bite down on his bicep to stifle your moan at the sight before you. your body is blanketed by chan’s, and through the mirror you can finally see how his ass looks as he thrusts his cock into you, his thick thighs, his arms. one of your hands wiggles free from chan’s grasp, and you reach down to squeeze his ass. you can see how the skin gives where your fingers claw at his skin, and you breathe out an airy moan.

“chris. chris, channie. look, look.” he can tell you’re faced away from him, so he follows your voice and looks up and suddenly you’re locking eyes in the mirror.

“oh my gosh, oh fuck, baby,” chan whimpers. whimpers. you’ve never heard him make that noise before, and you want to hear it again.

“d’you see? see how good you’re fucking me, chris? see how i belong to you? ‘cause i fucking do. fuckfuckfuck, please! that’s so hot, i can’t- can’t.” you can see how wild you look in the mirror, eyes wide and mouth dropped, fucking yourself down onto chan’s cock while he fills you to the brim.

chan plants both hands on either side of your head and his thrusts pick up. he takes one last look in the mirror and then focuses on you. “look at me, baby, look at me. eyes on me, yeah? look me in the eyes when i make you cum.”

you nod and clasp both hands around chan’s wrists.

“yes. yes, make me- make me cum. please, i wanna cum on your cock. can you- ah! c’n you touch my clit?”

he does, licking the tips of his fingers and quickly bringing them between you to stroke your clit. it’s swollen, and your cunt is so, so wet. his fingers slip and slide against you, but you’re not worried as you fuck your hips against them. you’re so close you can taste it, movements desperate and sloppy.

“look at me, look at me. remember what i said. cum for me, cum on my dick, baby. let me make you cum.”

it doesn’t take long after that; you reckon you’re wrapped around his finger since your body found no issue with chan telling it what to do. your mouth falls open in a silent scream, and your eyes flutter as you try to keep them from rolling. you can barely hear chan over the roaring in your ears. that’s it, that’s it. you’re so good, cumming for me. gonna make me cum too, yeah. i lov-

he pulls out of you and jerks himself messily over your stomach. he’s beautiful always, but especially with his skin flushed and red, curls matted to his forehead with sweat. and that’s your doing. you’re going to have spankbank material for the rest of your life courtesy of the low groan he emits when he cums. he continues to touch himself to completely ride out his high, and he shivers as the tip of his cock taps your stomach.

he uses the rest of his energy to flop down beside you, reaching to his nightstand to grab a couple of tissues and wipe the mess from your stomach.

“so, um. how was- was that okay?” he tentatively asks. as if he didn’t just fuck your brains out. you tell him that, and he just laughs. “you’re not sore, are you?”

“i mean, i’ll probably be feeling it tomorrow, but. nothing you can’t help soothe…” you wiggle your eyebrows, and his dimples appear. you poke one with your finger.

“listen, i- this wasn’t one and done for me, yeah? it’ll be hard, yaknow, with everything, but we’ll make it work. i’ll make it work. if that’s- if that’s something you’ll want,” chan says, rolling onto his side so that he can cup your cheek and brush his thumb against your lips. you pucker your lips to kiss it.

“i want this, chris. i’ve always wanted you, i always will want you. you think you can get rid of me that easily, huh? bold of you to assume i won’t be coming to seoul in your suitcase. i could bend if you just help me out a little.”

chan kisses you awake early in the morning.

“g’morning, baby. ‘s early, ‘s time to go back to hannah’s room,” chan whispers against your temple. you agreed on this last night. you’d stay the night in his bed with him and he’d wake you up early so you could sneak back into hannah’s room. you wonder if he even slept a wink, or if his insomnia kept him up all night.

“mmm, don’t wanna,” you grunt, burrowing into his chest and stretching your legs until they pop.

“don’t want you to either. wanna keep you here w’me. just wanna hold you a little longer.” chan kisses your head and squeezes you closer to him. “it’s just for a little while, okay? we’ll talk to them later.”

you begrudgingly pull yourself from chan’s arms and struggle to find the clothes you threw off last night. chan uses his phone flashlight to help. you shrug them on, and leave chan with a slow parting kiss to his lips.

the floor is cold, and you quickly but quietly tiptoe back to hannah’s room so you can crawl under the covers to escape the chill. you slowly turn her doorknob, open it just enough to slide inside, and then turn the knob again so that it won’t click when you close it. you’re about to turn around to head to the bed when her lamp clicks on, and you startle.

you gasp and whirl around to face hannah, only to see her propped up against the pillows and on her phone.

“and where did you come from?” she asks, brows raised. you hit her with a very intelligent uhhhh, but she spares you. “actually, don’t tell me. please don’t tell me, but if you think you’re getting into my bed, you're funny. go take a shower, like, right now!”

[skz-with-stay]

red handed

pairing: oh seungmin (o.de) x fem reader

word count: 1.5k

rating: mature, includes: unprotected sex, panty swiping, dry humping, swearing, seungmin is just a lil perv

note - this is my first official post!! hope whoever reads this enjoys it! it was mostly self indulgent hah

seungmin couldn’t help it.

it was a mistake but he had gone way too far. 

what started off as innocent panty swiping soon turned into a full blown problem.

poor seungmin couldn’t help it.

the first time it happened, you had invited him over to study at your apartment. you were having such a hard time understanding what your professor was teaching so you begged him to help.

seungmin being the sweetest friend ever, cleared his day just to sleep over and help with your homework.

two hours in and you were already exhausted from all the big numbers and formulas. you had fallen asleep and he decided to get ready for bed. 

seems work and school was taking up most of your time because he noticed you hadn’t done laundry. the load was almost toppling over.

but seungmin is such a nice guy.. 

he figured he’d help you out and throw some of your clothes in the washer. he picked up some clothes and tossed them in, he wasn’t particularly looking at what he was throwing in which caused him to accidentally drop something.

oh god, he thinks. breath hitching as he stares wide eyed at the pretty pink panties that happened to fall right in front of his feet.

the obvious thing would be to just pick it up and move on but seungmin was feeling a bit sneaky and a lot needy.

so this is what you liked to wear? so lacy and cute.. he couldn’t help but let his mind wander. imagining how it would hug your hips, how the string would bury itself deep between your round asscheeks.

and seungmin had good intentions! he wasn’t a bad guy! but he questioned himself as he pocketed the panties deep in his pants.

you wouldn’t miss one measly pair, right?

he swore this would be the only time he ever did this. cross his heart and hope to die. but it happened again.

and again.

he just couldn’t stop his pathetic little sticky fingers from nabbing your prettiest pairs! (and he was stupid to think you didn’t realize what was going on) the next time you were sure he was going to strike, you pretended to fall asleep. you were patiently waiting for him to build the courage to go into your laundry room again.

and he did, but not to steal another pair. he was going to kindly put them back before you missed them too much.

just as he was about to drop them into the hamper, you walked up behind him, arms crossed and trying to hold back your laughter. you found the situation quite amusing.

seungmin, on the other hand, wanted to absolutely perish. he wanted the ground beneath him to open and swallow him whole. he knew he was going to the depths of hell for sure.

“i-i can explain-“ he starts, but you wave him off. what explanation could he possibly give?

“did you use them?” “what? n-no- i-i just-“

you reach over him to grab a pair and inspected them. their scent was so strong, the crotch area had dried up stains.

oh, you absolutely caught him red handed.

“you used these to jerk didn’t you, minnie? you stole my panties to cum on them? i didn’t know you were such a pervert.. these are my favorite pair and i had no idea you stole them..” you sigh

“i-i am so fucking sorry.. if you don’t want to be friends anym-“ 

he was shaking, face completely red but you waved him off.

“i appreciate you putting them back.. just come to bed with me please? it’s late..”

you weren’t mad? seungmin couldn’t believe it.. he was certain you had a target on his head. you were probably going to strangle him in your room or throw him out of your window or-

you found yourself back in your room with seungmin. you sat him down on the edge of your bed as you shook your head at him

“minnie..what you did was so disrespectful.. you left me wondering where my panties were disappearing to.. i thought i was going crazy." you scolded him with your arms crossed

 "i had to go to bed all these nights with nothing underneath.. you are so cruel..” 

seungmin swallowed thickly. the sound of your voice buzzing in his ears. “you- are you.. wearing anything right now?”

poor perverted seungmin.

“is that all that’s on your horny little brain right now?..” you chuckle and playfully grab the tips of you nightgown, pulling it up your thighs and letting it linger just beneath your core.

he didn’t know to react. was this his punishment? oh may god have mercy on him. before he could speak, you had lifted your gown over your tummy. your cute little cunt on display for him. he was salivating at the sight, eyes going wild at your bare skin.

you walked over and straddled him, he didn’t know if he was allowed to touch so he just looked up at you with wide eyes, hands at his side.

“isn’t this what you wanted, seungmin?” you whispered as you finally pulled the gown off completely and tossed it.

he thought you were absolutely gorgeous. he wanted to sink his teeth into your soft skin and bury his head between your legs.

“yes.” he answers curtly 

“this is exactly what i wanted.”

and you smiled at him because this is exactly what you wanted too. it played out perfectly and now you couldn't wait to make a mess of him.

the dragging your cunt on his clothed crotch was enough for him to ascend. your hands on his shoulders as you whined in his ear. his erection screaming for release but he deserved the teasing for what he had done.

he could feel the front of his jeans soaking, your cunt making a mess all over him but he couldn’t complain. the friction hurt but the pleasure was too good for him to ask you to stop. he was so scared he was going to cum in his jeans but he just couldn’t hold back. a groan erupts from him as he shuts his eyes tightly. a proud smile plastered on your face as you let him soil his jeans.

“look at you, minnie.. so needy.. you couldn’t even last long enough to get to the fun part?” you mocked him

“i-i can go again.. i promise.. i can..” his brain so scattered, completely pussy drunk just from a little humping.

you got up from his lap and laid besides him, gesturing him to get rid of his pants urgently. just as much as he needed you, you needed him.

he was quick to strip. he didn’t care if he was messy, didn’t care how his cock continually dribbled precum. all he care about was diving head first into your cunt, spreading your legs as he spat on it.

rubbing his cockhead against your folds and smacking your cute little clit with it a few times. 

“fuck.. gonna fuck you so good.. gonna ruin your pussy.. you want that? tell me you want it.. please..” he was trying so hard to sound strong but he was a weak, weak man for you.

you bit your lip as you nodded eagerly.

and he crumbles when he feels your cunt suck him in. just the tip at first, slowly, he was scared he'd cum prematurely again. pressing in and restraining every fiber of his being from fucking you through the mattress of your bed

"s-shit.. so pretty.. pretty girl.. p-pretty pussy.. g-god.." his eyebrows furrowed as he kicked his head back at the feeling.

he sunk himself deeper, feeling how your cunt stretched out on him. you gripped his biceps tightly as he began to pump himself inside of you. it felt even better than you anticipated. his cock slender yet long, pulsing inside of you as he ruined your pussy.

"minnie.. so deep.. can feel you s-so deep" you purred out. he was hitting your gummy spot consistently, making you see stars

he pressed your thighs against your body as he quickened his pace. his forehead had a slight sheen to it and his muscles flexed with every snap of his hips

a ring of your cream formed around his cock as he slipped in and out rhythmically.  he needed you to milk him, he was dying for you to come undone around his cock.

he began to rub tight figure eights on your clit to help push you the the edge, your back arching at the newfound pressure. curses sputtering from your lips as he fucked you so thoroughly. your vision going white as your cunt clenched tightly and spasmed, having reached your orgasm. he continues to thrust, burying himself deep in your pussy to pour his load in you.

he wanted to make sure he left you nice and full of him, even after he pulled out.

he watched as his cum seeped out of you, squirting a few more drops on your cunt and sighing out. the sight was better than he could ever imagine. 

this was so much better than stealing your panties and fisting his cock to them. 

please refrain from reposting, modifying, translating, copying or stealing my work. - © binsito

thank you for reading my first fic on here!! i was dying for more o.de smut and took matters into my own hands ahsh

[skz-with-stay]

JUNGSU X READER

Karma tastes so sweet

🍫PAIRING:: switch!Jungsu x switch!fem!reader (other members are present but are only around for a few seconds)

🍬WARNINGS:: smut (I think this is officially my nastiest fanfic 😭)

🌸GENRE:: smut, blow job, oral, (Face sitting???) Lots of cum idk

💫WORD COUNT:: 2,323 (so satisfying sjsjsj)

A/N:: so tomorrow is my birthday and as I was writing this I was like I need there to be reason for Jungsu to stay home and my totally big brain went "let's pretend tomorrow is your birthday in this." And boom there u have it folks. Fanfic tip 101

SONGS TO LISTEN TO WHILE READING

Gunil POV

"Why am I doing this again?" Gunil groaned to himself as he found the perfect chocolate. He had been looking for a chocolate laced with an aphrodisiac. Why did he want it? No one really knows except for the fact he has a girlfriend that he's been getting comfortable with lately but he had never thought his worst fear would become a reality.

He ordered a box of 6 aphrodisiac chocolates from a rather sketchy website and it said that they'd arrive in a week. He relaxed knowing that it was going to arrive on a Saturday so he'd be home all day to make sure no one else got a hold of his precious chocolate.

Your POV

There was a knock on the door and Jungsu got up to answer it. Jungsu requested that he take the next two days off of work and the company had no reason to say no. Today is your dating anniversary and tomorrow was your birthday so you had an excuse. Today the two of you were simply hanging out and cuddling, watching movies, baking etc

You were going to the door before Jungsu stopped you.

"It might be a surprise for your birthday!" He said cheekily so you waited for him in the kitchen. Jungsu returned with a cardboard box in his hand. It was the average size but whatever was in it was small because any slight movement in the box made a loud clunk noise. "I have no idea what this is," he shrugged as he set it on the table in front of the couch you were sitting on. "But it is addressed to us." Jungsu said, sitting next to you.

"None of the members said anything about ordering anything?" You shrugged your shoulders as Jungsu set the box on his lap. You looked up at him with a smirk "you gonna open it?" You said as nudged his arm.

"You know me too well. Even if it's a gift for you tomorrow is your birthday anyway," he said as he tore the cardboard open to reveal a small red and pink box. On it there was a label that said "velvet pleasure" with fancy cursive writing. Based on the box itself it was something sexy. Maybe a sex toy? But it was so small…

Jungsu's face started heating up and you could see it as clear as day. "This yours?" You teased him.

"No!" He freaked out before picking the box up to examine it.

"Then why is your face so red?" You said leaning closer to him.

"Because this is most likely one of the members' packages and we just opened it! And I mean look at it," he blushed and looked away from you. You took the box from his hands to read it.

"Damn it, it's written in Chinese…" there were directions on it but it was all in Chinese.

"Maybe there's a paper inside that has other languages?" Jungsu said as he leaned in to look at the box in your hands. You opened it up and found chocolate. "Oh." You said in unison at the harmless product. Jungsu picked one up to examine it. It was brown with milk chocolate stripes around it. He popped it in his mouth and critiqued it as he ate it before shrugging. "Tastes fine to me," with that Jungsu grabbed a heart shaped one and took a bite. Pink jell dripped out of it. His eyes lit up as he held up for you to see. You gave him a surprised look before he ate the second half.

You gave him a questioning look before he shrugged again. "I'm not dead, I don't know why you're so worried."

"I just think it might be something else…" You mumbled before he stood up. He put the chocolate in the cupboard before going back to the couch with you. You observed him closely but half an hour passed and he had no side effects. You decided to relax a bit and continue to enjoy your time alone with Jungsu. After about an hour since he took the chocolate he started moving around a lot. Like he couldn't get comfortable? You asked if he was alright and he insisted that he was perfectly all right. You were suspicious but you decided to let him be.

His face was all red, he was coughing and clearing his throat constantly, he shifted positions 24/7 so you finally spoke up again. You paused the movie you were watching and turned to face him. "What is up with you, your acting so weird." You exclaimed.

"You were that chocolate is fucked up!" He whined as he dramatically flopped his head onto your thighs.

"W-what?" You said slightly scared at his strange behavior.

"Ever since I ate those chocolates I've been so hard," he whined into your lap as you placed your hand on his back. You shook your head with a sigh.

"I knew it was an aphrodisiac…"

"A what?"

"Aphrodisiac. It's essentially a type of food that makes you horny and extenuates pleasure and sensitivity." You explained as he whined quietly. "If we don't do anything about this you're going to feel horrible," you explained as you propped him up against the couch. He looked up at you with doe eyes just begging for your touch and it melted your heart. You sighed and shook your head again "what am I going to do with you?"

"Hopefully fuck me." Jungsu said with a smirk.

"Horny and still cocky," you said as you spread his legs for you to sit on like your throne. Just the feeling of your weight and warmth on his legs made him shiver. You took off your cardigan "What should I do first?" You thought to yourself aloud like he was your fuck doll. Jungsu just whimpered as he clawed at your hips.

"Touch me please." He whined aimlessly trying to get you to sit on his dick.

"Fine since you said please," you smirked as you instantly stripped him. Taking a moment to look at his body that was just begging for your touch. You then went down on your knees and licked all up his length. Make him moan deep and loud before he covers his mouth. You hardly even touched him and he's already a mess. This aphrodisiac really works…

He teased his tip, small little cat licks, and he was just a mess. Rocking his head back and forth on the cushions of the couch as his back arched. It was quite the sight. You decided to wrap your mouth around him but only going so far up.

"Fuck. Please~" he mumbled as he messed with his dark hair. Grasping it like his life depends on it. You slowly moved your mouth all the way up his cock and you alright felt his orgasm building in your mouth. He distortedly moaned out your name, curse words and words of desire.

"I wanna cum, please, please," he'd whine out repeatedly and you didn't plan on stopping him. As you felt his high coming closer you used one of your hands to play with his base, his entire cock couldn't fit in your mouth so you resulted in your hands and he definitely liked it. Loud moans came from his throat. Loud, raspy, deep, long, slow everything. He was a wreck for you and to no one's surprise he came all down your throat. A lot.

This aphrodisiac had a powerful effect on him not only mentally but clearly physically.

Despite him filling your mouth to the brim you kept bobbing your head up and down him. You then slipped your lips off his soaked dick to swallow his cum. As you felt the warm liquid go down your throat, Jungsu whined for your mouth around him again.

So you did just as he asked. Shoving his entire length in your mouth making you choke lightly. Before you started moving. Jungsu was a mess of words. He couldn't get two words out without praising you.

"So good-fuck, fuck!" He moaned out as used your free hand to rub his thigh. "More, more, more, more please~" he said faster than you could process but after registering his pleads you picked up the pace. Your mouth moving at a rapid pace as your tongue swirled around him. Surprisingly he came again, and perhaps even more than the last time.

You thought it was impossible but there was more arousal in your mouth than ever before. You choked on it and it dripped out of your mouth. You took his cock out of your mouth and he watched as strings of cum connected your mouth to his cock.

Long raspy groans escaped his lips as you attempted to swallow everything but mid way through you coughed and spat it out.

"You okay?" He said with a breathy voice as he knelt down to you. You nodded your head as you whipped some of the arousal off your lips and chin but it only spread it to your hands. "Are you sure?" He said putting his hand up to your cheek trying to wipe off more of his arousal.

"I'm positive. I never knew you could cum so much and moan so loud," you chuckled as you teased him. Jungsu stammered as his face turned more red. "It was hot." You said as you climbed up to sit on his lap.

"You were too…" he said as he turned his head away from your gaze.

"Awe are you shy because of how good I make you feel?" You teased while you held his chin, moving it to face you. You then kissed him as you pushed him down, his bare back against the couch. Your body's motions synchronized perfectly as you sloppily kissed him with passion. Your hands in his hair and on his chest, moans and whimpers echoed throughout the room.

"I shouldn't have eaten that chocolate," he whined as you moved to his neck. Sucking on his soft, tender skin. Soft little mewls came out of Jungsu's mouth as he rested his hands comfortably on your body while you put one hand around his neck, the other at his bare chest. His eyes shut tight as you licked him like a damn dog.

"Why do you regret it?" You uttered between licks, your hot breath sending shivers down his spine.

"I want you…" He whined, desperation in his voice.

"Well I'm right here, you do whatever you want to me." You said as you rocked your hips against his while your hands played with his hair. Low curses escaped his lips as his body tensed again. The sensation and friction made your stomach flip but this wasn't about you, your goal was to make Jungsu cum as much as possible.

"Sit on my face." He demanded out of nowhere.

"W-What?" You said clearly flustered at his request but the look in his eyes made you consider it. "I've never done that before…" you said as you shyly looked away while he stared up at you with admiration.

"Just sit, I'll do the rest," he said before grabbing your hips. You nodded and mumbled out an "okay" so you did just as he had said. You followed his hands and sat right on his lips. You kept some of your weight off him so he doesn't freaking suffocate but his hands kept pushing you down. Jungsu instantly started using his tongue to work miracles on you.

Your moans hitching as he circled your entrance, his stern hands massaging your hips. The vibration of his groans made you see stars, how is he so good at making you feel surreal pleasure? You started subconsciously grinding against his face as his tongue pressed against your clit. You covered your mouth with the palm of your hand as he sucked on your bud.

You then started to feel a knot forming in your lower stomach and you grabbed Jungsu's head to ground yourself. You blabbered out "I'm gonna cum," repeatedly to warn him so he picked up the pace. You tugged his hair to basically brace yourself before you came and started to relax. You realized that after he started sucking on you, all of your body weight was on his face. You got up off of him and immediately asked if he was okay.

"I'm more than okay now," he smirked with a little chuckle. You laughed a little as you laid on top of him.

"Did you really enjoy that?" You said as you examined his face that was covered in your liquid.

"Hell yeah," he said as he shut his eyes and laid his head back. While he was distracted you moved down his body slowly before stuffing his length into your mouth. It caught Jungsu off guard and he immediately moaned in a high pitched voice. He squabled around at the feeling on your tongue swirling around him and your hands on his hips. You started bobbing your head and the fast distorted whimpers from Jungsu made you go faster in hope of being rewarded with more blissful sounds. His response to your actions was to arch his back and moan. Loud. It probably echoed throughout the dorms.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck~" he moaned out as he grabbed the cushions harshly. "Oh my God, oh my-fuck- I'm gonna cum~"

To none of your surprise he came again, all over your face and on the couch. As you were cleaning up his mess with your tongue you saw Jungsu open his eyes and his jaw drop. Pure terror on his face. You sat up and turned around to see Jooyeon, Gaon and Junhan. Just as petrified as Jungsu. Junhan just walked right back out of the room while Gaon and Jooyeon just flipped out saying "What the HELL-"

The end :D

[skz-with-stay]

☆ good fool | gaon [kwak jiseok]

idol!gaon x fem!reader

୨୧ word count: 1.3 k ୨୧ genre: fluff, some angst, friends to lovers? ୨୧ summary: you and jiseok work in the same agency, you are older than him, so you expect him to see you as an older sister, however, he has been secretly in love with you for a long time. ୨୧ a/n: maybe there will be a second part. thank you for your interest in my last writing! please keep in mind that english is not my native language and you will probably find mistakes in the text.

You smiled when you heard that familiar laugh and followed it by habit. There was something about Jiseok's laugh that made it different from all the others, it was the kind of sound that felt like a drop of happiness spilling over everything dull and gray around you, and having it around you again was like being home after a long time.

Jiseok's eyes widened in surprise when they saw you approaching, and you were thrilled to see him awkwardly get up and hurry over to you.

"My God, when did you get here?" he asked, looking up and down at you with wide eyes, "and why didn't you tell me?" he added, waving his arms, not hiding his bright, smiling eyes.

"The tour was just over on Friday," you replied with a shrug of your shoulders at his offended tone. "Have you grown up a bit? Wow, but it was only five months," you said teasingly with a big smile on your face and ruffled his hair like a little kid.

You knew Jiseok since he started his process to become a member of Xdinary Heroes and debuted at the same agency you worked at. You were older than him and your career started earlier, so you had the opportunity to be a part of his growth as an artist, supporting and advising him and his bandmates as needed.

At first, both he and the other members were cautious and nervous around you, but once they debuted and their fanbase began to grow, and the world of fame became a reality for them, the formalities and shy interactions were put aside. Or at least that's what happened with Jiseok.

"Well, I guess so." Jiseok's cheeks flushed and he brushed out the hair that fell over his face with a nervous laugh. "I'm so glad that you're back and that the tour ended successfully. I've been keeping an eye on you," he revealed with a proud smile and looked at you for a few seconds before asking, "But you came alone, Noona?"

"Yes, I just came to set some things in order." You nodded, curious at the unexpected mention of the honorific. "What's going on, don't you want to hug me?"

Jiseok's eyes began to sparkle as before, his smile widened and he opened his arms to invite you in. "You don't have to ask twice, come here."

As he wrapped his arms around you, you noticed that he was no longer as careful as before, being cautious and trying not to touch you too much, but instead he completely glued his chest to yours and squeezed you hard. Many times, you thought that Jiseok's smell must be similar to cinnamon, vanilla, or something very sweet and almost edible, but when you had him around, the scent that reached your nose was something more woody, like the smell of pine and freshly cut grass.

Unexpectedly, you found it very pleasant.

"I suppose you missed me," you murmured. A slight blush appeared on Jiseok's cheeks when you looked at him with a raised eyebrow and his eyes fled from yours, making you laugh. "What's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing!" he said as he looked elsewhere. "It's just... you look so pretty."

"Oh... well, thank you. You're so adorable." You stifled another laugh and ruffled his hair, causing him to scowl.

"You know, you shouldn't call a man adorable so freely" he mumbled.

"You're right, but I can't help it. You're like a little brother."

The corners of Jiseok's lips dropped slightly when he heard that. "So you see me as a brother, huh?" he pondered while crossing his arms. "I see."

"Huh... I guess the memory of when you first came here is still very fresh in my mind, but it was a long time ago, so I assume that has created a bond with a lot of familiarity, don't you think?"

"Oh yeah, I suppose so. I think that makes sense," he paused for a moment and then frowned. It was obvious that his mood had changed. "I have a favor to ask of you," he continued in a serious tone. "Maybe it's too much, but I've waited long enough."

"Okay, go ahead and tell me." You furrowed your eyebrows, but you decided not to question his behavior and let him go on.

He looked at you silently for a few seconds. You could tell he was hesitating, as if he was struggling with what to say. You waited patiently for him to speak, unsure whether to push him or give him his time.

"Don't look at me like that," Jiseok hesitated before continuing, her cheeks turning slightly pink, "like a little brother. Because... I want you to go out with me, I mean, if you want to. Would you like to go out with me?"

You were surprised and made no effort to hide it. More than the statement itself, the timing and unpredictability of it left you in disbelief; memories took on new meanings with those few words, some good and some that left you more confused. You wanted to ask him a lot of questions, but you also wanted him to be quiet and let you consider carefully.

"Huh...this is new."

You knew your reaction would make him panic, but you couldn't hide your hesitation. You both remained silent for a while. His cheeks were flushed and he tried to hide his nervousness by putting his hands in his pockets.

"Do I look like I said something wrong?" he inquired after a few seconds of silence. His voice was not insistent, but rather seemed to be trying to calm you and himself down.

"I'm surprised. It was so sudden."

"I... I'm sorry if it made you uncomfortable. You know I won't insist again if you don't want me to, right?" he asked quietly. "I..." he paused to think about what he was going to say. "I can't remember a time when you weren't kind to me, it's like you always have support and understanding to give, and I... I love that. It is my way of paying you back."

You listened to him carefully, you knew he was sincere and there was no way there was any malice in his words. But you wanted to be cautious, after all, many people had been kind to you, and you often wanted to return the favor, but of course that didn't mean it should be that way.

"So... you're asking me out because you want to return my kindness?"

Jiseok considered your words and shook his head after the understanding seemed to wash over him.

"What, no! Well... in a way, yes. But that's not what I meant. I asked you because I like you and..." He paused for a few seconds, thinking about what to say, but finally he let out a defeated sigh and shook his head. "Maybe you should just forget what I just said."

"But..." You tried to stop him, but he cut you off.

"Just... Forget what I asked, okay?"

He didn't look at you, looking very embarrassed and struggling to keep it in. You knew that it wasn't necessary to give him an answer right now, but Jiseok seemed to be thinking more than he should and his nervousness started to rub off on you. Although you wanted to say something, you decided not to say it before having thought about it in more detail.

"He should have been in the training room minutes ago," Jiseok announced after what felt like an eternity. He suddenly looked tired and the vague smile he waved goodbye with before you could react made your chest tighten.

Maybe you blew it?

[skz-with-stay]

falling asleep with xdinary heroes

☆彡 ahh this is my first work! I hope you all enjoy it!

word count: 1,108 | pronouns used: none | genre: fluff, established relationship | cws: mentions of stress w/ gunil, mentions of overworking w/ ode, vague mentions of eating? (ode brings you snacks), lmk if I missed any!

goo gunil

He noticed that work has been stressing you out lately, so he invites you over to his place

Very determined to help you have a fun, relaxing evening

No talk of work allowed 🫵🏻

It’s movie marathon night!

Greets you at the door with a tight hug and probably some flowers (because you deserve them and he loves to see you smile)

“I got you something…”

Made his bedroom extra cozy- tidied up, extra pillows and blankets, lit a candle or two

Your favorite food has been ordered and it’s already on the way

There’s also ice cream in the freezer

Once your food has arrived and you both get comfortable, he lets you pick the first movie

Hours pass of just the two of you enjoying each other’s company, and you’re starting to doze off

About halfway through the third movie Gunil excuses himself to use the bathroom, and when he comes back you’re fast asleep

He can’t help but to stare at your sleeping form

For the first time in a while, you looked totally relaxed (and not to mention: super cute)

Climbs back into bed with you, pulling the blankets over you both, placing a kiss on the top of your head

“Sleep well, my love.”

Finishes the movie so he can tell you about it in the morning

kim jungsu

He stayed at practice late one night, so you decided to pay him a visit

You find him alone in a practice room

He looks tired, but his face lights up when he sees you, greeting you with a sleepy smile

“Hi honey!”

Invites you to come sit on his lap

Wrapping your arms around each other, you ask him about his day

After some talking, he gets back to work with the song he was working on, telling you, “just ten more minutes and we can go home.”

Ten minutes turns into 20 minutes

20 minutes turns into half an hour

And you’re getting sleepy

Between the soothing feeling of his breathing, the scent of him and his cologne, and the sounds of his keyboard, you’re falling asleep in a matter of minutes

Jungsu notices almost immediately

He feels bad for keeping you out so late, but he can’t help but giggle at you

He quickly finished up the line he’s working on- writing it down so he won’t forget it- and he wakes you up with a kiss on the cheek

“Lets get home hmm? It’s pretty late.”

kwak jiseok

You’re hanging out in xh’s dorm after one of your monthly game nights

You were all on the floor sitting around a messy pile of Uno cards

After Ode beat you all twice in a row, everyone decided to call it quits for the night

You had your head in Gaon’s lap, enjoying his presence and the current conversation that flowed through the room

Gaon started to run his fingers through your hair, and just like that

You were asleep

If he could’ve melted into a puddle, it would’ve happened right then and there

The others make fun of him for how hard he’s blushing

He tells them to be quiet so they don’t wake you up

By doing so, he wakes you up

Feels bad for waking you :(

Offers to let you spend the night with him in the dorm

“You can sleep in one of my shirts if you’d like.”

oh seungmin

You have been swamped with homework lately

Spending most of your free time reading, writing papers, or studying

He hates it

Yes he wants you to work hard and be successful but

You could be spending that time with him

He brings you snacks/ meals while you study

He brings you a snack one evening and finds you asleep at your desk

His heart breaks a bit because this means you haven’t been getting enough rest

He puts your snack down and wakes you

“C’mon baby, it’s time for bed.”

You try to convince him to let you finish your assignment, but your arguments are futile

He drags you over to your bed, pulling back the covers and making you comfortable

He then crawls into bed with you, pulling you close to him

“Your assignments can wait, you need to rest.”

You can’t argue back because you just feel too cozy!

You pull yourself closer to him, finally letting sleep take over

He smiles softly at you, quietly keeping you company until you wake up or he falls asleep himself

han hyeongjun

Jun Han has been dying to show you the new anime he’s been watching, and a rainy Saturday afternoon is the perfect time to do so!

You’re laying together on his couch, wearing one of his hoodies (that he totally didn’t leave at your place “on accident”)

You’re about four episodes into the show, and your eyelids are starting to get heavy

You tried your hardest to stay awake, knowing that he was excited to watch this show with you

But the way you were surrounded in him

The scent of his hoodie, the sound of his laugh, his heartbeat, the way his fingers traced shapes on your back as he wrapped his arms around you

All of this mixed with the pleasant background noise of his show mixed with the rain outside

You found yourself losing the fight of trying to stay awake

When he notices at the end of the episode, he can’t help but smile

He turns the tv off and holds you tighter, deciding that nap time didn’t sound like such a bad idea

Since we know this man can sleep anywhere and everywhere

Laying his head on top of yours, he closes his eyes, taking in the feeling of having you so close

lee jooyeon

He just came home from a long day of promotions

It was late, and you were already in bed

When he came stumbling over his own feet into the bedroom, you woke up just enough to process his frame standing at the end of the mattress, starting to get ready for bed

“Hi sweetie. Did I wake you? :(“

He changes quickly- knowing that you’re now awake- hoping to talk to you a little bit before falling asleep again

He finally gets under the covers and you wrap your arms around him, asking about his day

He lets out a yawn as one of your hands find its way to his hair

He begins to tell you about what happened to him at work today, but he soon realizes that your breathing has slowed and you aren’t listening anymore

He places a kiss to your jaw and makes himself comfortable

“I’ll just tell you in the morning.”

[skz-with-stay]

Kwak jiseok x reader

"Gaon your nails are wet!"

Pairing::sub!Jiseok x dom!fem!reader

Warnings::smut [this is probably one of the nastiest fanfics I've written btw sjsjsj]

Word count:: 1,393

A/N:: I was painting my nails recently and I went to tuck back some of my hair but it was really difficult so I tilted my head in hopes to make it easier, that's when my eyes fell upon my new Gaon poster and I was like 💡idea

Synopsis:: One day your painting Gaons nails when you decide to get a little freaky with him but since his nails are wet, you don't allow him to touch you. This plan goes better than you had planned...

Songs to listen to while reading::

The smell of nail polish and polish remover filled your room as you painted Gaon's nails black, gold, and dark red. He randomly approached you today and asked you to redo his nails. Lately you and jiseok have been painting each other's nails and he really seems to enjoy it. 

As the cold liquid dripped off the small brush onto Goan's nails with the fan running there was silence. Jiseok finally knows that you need focus to make them look good. He sat there as you held his hand in yours. You finally finished painting his nails so now it was time for them to dry. 

"They're done!" You said blowing on his nails in hopes to dry them quicker. You then started packing up the nail polish remover, cotton balls, nail polish etc. Jiseok on the other hand found a strand of his short, black, hair in his face. It was tickling his nose so he went to swipe it away with his hand when you caught his hand. "Your nails are wet! You might get it in your beautiful hair," you said with a wave of your hand. You then tucked his hair back for him. You stood up, your bare feet on your wooden floor and a matching anklet (with Jiseok) around your foot. You set your nail polish pack back on your dresser when you spotted something. It was a little bunny shaped hair tie.

 Since Gaon's hair seemed to love getting in his face today so you grabbed it and went back over to him. He was sitting in front of the fan making weird robot sounds into it. His hair was blowing out of his face making it the perfect opportunity to tie it back. You sat down behind him and started doing up his hair.

"Y/N what are you doing?" He said in an innocent voice.

"Tying your hair back," You said with a giggle.

"Okay," he said with a shrug of his shoulders and went back to making sounds into the fan. 

"You're supposed to put your hands up to the fan to dry them silly," you said as you wrapped your hands around him.

"But it's so hot out today," he whined, but he put his hands up to it anyway. "Y/N what are you doing?" He chuckled. 

"Hugging you," you said, squeezing him harder.

"Gah Y/N stop!" He put his hands on your arms.

"Wait you can't touch me remember," you giggled and he huffed. That's when an idea sparked in your head. Your hand trickled down his shirt "innocently" and Gaon jumped.

"Y-Y/N?" He said without moving his hands from the fan.

"Yes," you said seductively as you leaned closer to his ear. He shut his eyes as his face filled with pink. 

"Stop, your-ah!" 

You bit down on his neck, not hard or anything, but enough to show him who's in charge here. He whined and whimpered as you left marks all along his neck. That's when you heard footsteps coming from down the hallway and Gaon definitely heard them too. You let go of him and pulled out your phone and pretended like everything was normal.

That's when Jooyeon opened the door.

"Hey, just so you guys know Gunil is trying to cook dinner. It should take about an hour or so," he said as his silver hair hung partly in his face.

"Okay, sounds good!" You and Gaon both gave him a thumbs up and Jooyeon left, closing the door behind him. Jiseok let out a sigh of relief as the door latched, but his relief soon vanished again. You crawled right into his lap faster than light itself. You were essentially feeling him up as he kept his hands glued to the floor because he finally learned his lesson. He just had to let you do whatever the hell you wanted, and it was turning him on. Perhaps too much. 

"Someone's enjoying this," you teased as you continued to place kisses and hickeys all over him. He bit his lip hard and refused to acknowledge your teasing. "Hm, are you not liking this," you said as you traced a circle with your finger on his collar bone.

"What, no, what gave you that impression?" He said looking genuinely upset.

"You're just not responding, perhaps you'd rather praise," you said, putting a finger to your chin to signify your thinking. You could tell by Gaon's expression that your assumption was correct. You couldn't contain yourself anymore and started pulling off his clothes without warning. He may be questioning what you're doing but you both know that he's actually enjoying the hell out of this. You unzipped his Jean shorts pulled them down just enough (along with his boxers)

He was as hard as a rock and he was clearly embarrassed by it. His hand covered his mouth and hot red cheeks. You just smirked and moved on, he isn't anymore aroused than you are right now. You gently touched him between his thighs with your cold hand and he instantly jolted away with a bit of a hiss.

"S-sorry," He blushed at the awkward situation. You just smiled at him and waved your hand to tell him to brush it off. You then spread your across as much of his length as you possibly could making his jaw drop and instantly throw his head back. He bit his hand to cope with the embarrassment of his dirty behavior. 

"Are you quieting yourself?" You said as you slowly moved your hand up and down him as he whined every time you went farther down.

"Maybe," he said before going back to his muffled moaning sounds.

"If you do that one more time I'll stop," you said calmly while he worried.

"Okay I'll be good," he said before blushing again. This whole "good boy," thing was unfamiliar to him. He liked it, he loved calling you mommy and Jiseok loves it when you call him your good little boy. He just doesn't know how to act natural about it. 

You started picking up the pace and the lewd sounds in the room started getting louder which caused Jiseok to start panicking, but it also felt so good at the same time. You started to continuously hit that sweet spot over and over again which just made him melt all over you…literally. 

"Please, please, please," he started begging randomly as his hands hovered over your bare shoulders. He wanted to grab them and knead them so bad but he wanted to keep getting spoiled. As your hand swiftly went up and down his length you tucked some of his loose hair behind his ear and for some reason that's what did it for him. Warm, liquid, arousal coated your hand. You looked down at him in shock. You didn't expect him to cum so early. 

"Oh that's a good boy~" you said seductively using his arousal to help you go faster up his member. He twisted and turned under your now two hands. He was a moaning mess and it made you smile, there was no way in hell the members couldn't hear anything you were doing. Jooyeon and Junhan are probably sobbing right now. For the second time Jiseok's body spiraled out of control and he was so close to grabbing your hair but he decided to hold back. To reward his good behavior you were going to give him a blow job. You sucked on two of your fingers quickly before leaning down to take all of him in your mouth at once. To your dismay, the door opened to a star-stricken Junhan. 

The innocence in his eyes left as his jaw dropped at the sight before him. His Hyungs dick in his girlfriend's mouth as there's cum and spit everywhere, including Jiseoks mouth. 

Without saying a word Junhan shut the door and left.

"I think dinner is done," Jiseok laughed as you sat up properly. You laughed with him and got up. You then asked if you hurt him at all before getting changed.

"Ah," you sighed out of nowhere.

"What?" Jiseok said, turning to you.

"I always make sure to eat treats after supper, but I guess I already did it backwards tonight,"

[skz-with-stay]

gaming

synopsis: your boyfriend wants your attention

pairings: boyfriend! jooyeon x gamer! afab reader

genre: smut, 18+

word count: 1.3k

request: 2 + 11 ; “you want to fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid” + “get on your hands and knees, right now”

warnings: oral (f. receiving), hair pulling, lmk if i missed anything!

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois @jungsusvillain

a/n: my first request ahh i’m so excited! i hope the anon who requested this likes it! i hope to get more requests soon (o^^o)

xdinary heroes masterlist

on your days off of work, you did your schooling. on your days off of school, you worked. having both off on the same day was merely impossible, but by the grace of God you were blessed with that today. you always were ahead in your school work so you had a completely free day, which made jooyeon overjoyed. only problem was you were also a gamer who hadn’t played a single game in over two weeks due to your busy schedule. sure, you wanted to spend time with your boyfriend as well but you wanted to play with your online friends and improve your skills as well for a few hours.

jooyeon understood this, giving you your space for the next two and a half hours until you went on your date later that evening. but after finishing the book he was reading, the reruns of his favorite show weren't keeping him as occupied as he had hoped. as he sat up against the headboard staring at the television, his eyes kept wandering over to you sitting at your desk chair. your hair was slightly messy as you wore nothing but an oversized band tee of his and lacey underwear he had never seen you wear before. the concentration on your face brought butterflies to his stomach, his love for you overflowing as you did nothing but focus on your video game. but he also couldn’t help the sexual desires growing within him as you bit down on your lower lip in concentration, your occasional groans of irritation causing him to shift in his position on the bed until he had had enough.

moving from his place on the bed, he sits in the unoccupied chair next to you and makes it obvious he’s admiring you upclose. head in his hand as he ogles you, your heart starts racing as you feel his stare. losing a game match, you let out a groan of frustration as you set down your headset on the desk. as you turn your head to meet the eyes of jooyeon, you notice the face he’s making along with his eyes.

moving from his place on the bed, he sits in the unoccupied chair next to you and makes it obvious he’s admiring you upclose. head in his hand as he ogles you, your heart starts racing as you feel his stare. losing a game match, you let out a groan of frustration as you set down your headset on the desk. as you turn your head to meet the eyes of jooyeon, you notice the face he’s making along with his eyes.

you can’t help but giggle, bringing your hand to his cheek and rubbing against the apple of it. “you’re so cute, baby.” he raises a brow, placing a small kiss on your hand. upon seeing his confusion, you decide to elaborate. “you want to fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid.”

as his cheeks rise in heat from embarrassment, you giggle at his widening eyes. did he think he was hiding it well? “i-i’m sorry, 자기야. you just look really good and i miss how you taste.” your boyfriend sits up fully, taking your hand in his before smashing his lips onto yours hungrily. without hesitation, he nibbles on your bottom lip as his hand swivels your desk chair around so you’re fully facing him. you feel his hands roam your body, one hand sliding under your shirt to fondle your breast as the other plays with the lace of your underwear.

moaning against his lips at the feeling of your boyfriend missing you, you pull away and grin at the string of saliva that breaks as you detach from his kiss. “get on your hands and knees, right now.” jooyeon nods eagerly, hopping off his chair and doing as instructed. he watches you slide off your underwear and toss it to the side but not before noticing the small darkened spot on them.

when he looks back up to meet your gaze, he notices you start putting on your headset and cocks his head to the side in confusion. you notice this, bringing your hand to his face as you place a kiss to his forehead. “i’m going to play as you eat me out. once i cum, i’ll stop the game and we can wash up and go on our date, deal?” nodding in agreement, he starts to move under the desk and brings his hands to your thighs. you shake your head, taking his hands and setting them on the floor. “i said hands and knees on the floor, baby. keep them there.”

before he knew it, you started another game and he started getting to work. not being able to use his hands was going to be a struggle, but whatever his partner wanted his partner got. placing a few sloppy kisses to your thighs, he stares at your glistening folds for a few seconds before fully going in. gasping as you feel his tongue get to work between your folds, you fight every urge within you to not run your fingers through his long hair and ignore the game. but you were in a team match and didn’t want to let your teammates down, but oh Lord did having jooyeon’s head between your legs make your mind go fuzzy.

jooyeon moves from your folds to your empty hole, moving his tongue in and out of it as a replacement for the fingers he can’t use. hearing you let out a gasp at his actions gave him an ego boost, and the moan following shortly after with a whimpered ‘fuck’ just gave him all the confidence he needed to take it a step further. pulling out of your hole, he moves his lips to your sensitive clit.

as soon as your boyfriend starts sucking on your nub, you shut your eyes with a string of ‘oh my gosh’’s stumbling out of your mouth. “oh my gosh, right there baby.” you quickly look down at jooyeon, his eyes meeting yours as you feel his tongue start flicking at your sensitivity. at this point, the game doesn’t matter to you. nothing does but this moment and the feeling you were being provided with by your lover. you throw off your headphones, dropping them to the floor as you start grinding against his face with your hand in his hair guiding him. “yes, right there. you treat me so good.”

the pattern of your breathing was becoming irregular and moans higher in pitch, signaling you were coming close to your release. as you tug on his hair harder, he sticks his tongue in your hole one last time before moving back to your clot and sucking eagerly. before he knew it, your moans were bouncing off the wall and his face was being covered in your juice. jooyeon wasted no time licking you clean, savoring your taste as he smiled against your folds from finally being able to hear your sweet sounds again.

once your breathing starts to regulate and your grip on his hair loosens, jooyeon pulls away and gets out from under the desk. as your body relaxes in the chair after having a mindblowing orgasm for the first time in a long while, you hear jooyeon get up from the floor and sit back in the chair next to you. fluttering your eyes open, you notice how wet the lower half of his face is and giggle. pulling open a desk drawer, you pull out a small pack of tissues and start wiping away all of your release on his face.

“sorry about that, you just really know how to use your mouth.” you say before pecking his lips.

he pecks your lips back, his big smile seeming permanent on his face. “it’s okay, i like when you use me how you want.” his eyes trail from yours to the floor, noticing the newly broken headset and picking it up. “i’ll buy you a new headset at the mall today since this one broke.”

you pout, taking the headset from his hands and inspecting it. “are you sure? i would feel bad.”

[skz-with-stay]

interrupted alone time; Goo Gunil Smut

genre: smut

word count: 1,251

warnings: oral / handjob / overstim (m receiving), suggestive, mention of food

overview: gunil and you were having some alone time in the studio but then the rest of the members come in; they didn’t know you were there.

let’s go!!!

color coded members // gunil/you - jungsu - gaon - ode - junhan - jooyeon

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you and gunil decided to head to the studio a bit earlier than the rest of the members had. nothing really happened besides the clicking of the mouse, as he arranges some sounds to one of the songs they were working on. you decided to get a bit frisky.

you place a kiss on his neck. he does not react besides breaking the silence. "babe.. i gotta get some work done before the others arrive"

with that, you reply: "can i at least give you some head?"

he lets out a sigh before nodding and pulling his basketball shorts down a bit; revealing that he did not even bother to put on boxers for the day. your eyes light up at the sight and get to work.

you take his member in your hands, stroking it three times, having it liven up before you put him in your mouth. once erect, you use your thumb to spread the precum around the tip, causing him to wince.

minutes go by, and he has already released once, building up another load. between the lewd noises of you slurping, and his moans, knocks suddenly are heard. you stop what you're doing, his dick still in your mouth, as a familiar voice was heard.

"hyung, open the door, we brought breakfast" jungsu spoke.

"j-just a second" gunil choked. "darling, let's continue later? I'll make it up to you for having you stop"

you reply: "baby.. I wanna make you feel good, please let me suck you off with your friends here" you make a begging face, he sighs again.

"fine... but you have to hide under the desk, and have to wait until the session is over, which is in an hour" he says, and instantly regrets his decision as you nod and do as he says.

he stands up and pulls up his shorts, you are currently under the desk, pulling the swivel chair closer to you, trying to conceal yourself.

"here I come, I had to throw some trash away" he creates an excuse for having it take so long to get to the door.

you hear the door unlock and a burst of voices erupts.

"good morning! hope you slept well"

"I did! thank you! how did you sleep?"

"it was sorta on and off, but well rested, thank you... we got you your favorite coffee drink and food from the company cafeteria"

"well that's good, and thank you!" gunil takes the bag of food and drink from gaon.

gunil didn't even open the bag, nor touched the straw for his drink; but the others had finished their breakfast and half of their drinks had been sipped at. once everyone was done, trash was thrown away and gunil took a seat. without any time given for him to get comfortable, you had pulled his shorts down, spit in your hand and began stroking him. it took him by surprise, he did not make a single noise but his eyes had widened.

"hyung, are you okay? why the face?" junhan said.

"mhm... I'm good.." he nodded "let's get to work"

you wait for the recordings to start playing, once heard, you place your warm tongue on his aching tip; you feel him shiver. making your way around the tip, you graze your tongue along the slit which was now leaking. gunil thought to himself. 'I have to play it cool, it's just an hour, what could go wrong?'

seconds after teasing him, his whole member was down your throat. he choked on air; the members looked concerned about their leader.

"hyung? are you okay?! do you need something to drink?" jooyeon questioned.

"I-I'm fine"

your head began to bob, taking him in smoothly; suddenly, warmth coated your throat, he had came quickly. his eyebrows furrowed, eyes closed, making a distorted expression.

this continues for fifteen minutes, you set a good and steady pace, having him release six times. then, you start to grasp his thighs beneath his shorts, rubbing your hands on his skin. he groans at the sensation, hips moving slowly with your hands.

he releases into your mouth again, swallowing every drop. with a total of seven times that he has released, his cheeks are flushed and he looks dazed.

"okay... are you sick? you look like you're about to either pass out or throw up.." ode speaks.

"yeah, your cheeks are beat red too"

"I s-said I'm fine, I'm just a bit hot"

"you're wearing basketball shorts and a tank top and I'm wearing jeans and a sweatshirt.... how are you hot?"

"you haven't even touched your coffee or your food, are you sure you're alright?"

you take him out of your mouth and place your thumb on his throbbing and sensitive tip, swirling it around the drenched skin. your tongue feels lonely without his cock on it, so you lick from the base to the tip. again, swirling your warm tongue on it. he covers his mouth and groans as he releases again. luckily, your mouth was there to take it in.

"oh god, he's gonna barf"

"here! here! take this!"

jungsu hands gunil the trash bin. he sets it to the side of him. 20 minutes left on the clock for the session, gunil feels the room to spin.

"we can end early, if you're not feeling well.. we don't want to overwork you"

gunil feels as if his balls could explode at any given moment, since you're milking him dry of his seed.

"guys... I am fine, b-believe me"

"you know what, how about we just call it a day... we can get back at it tomorrow if gunil hyung is feeling up to it"

the others agreed, eventually gunil nodded along with them.

"do you need help getting back to the dorm?"

"no no.. I'm fine, I'll just stay here and edit the song, I'll head home if it gets worse. if anything, I can call one of you to help me or even take the trash bin with me" he's playing along with the whole 'sick' story.

they all sigh in disbelief but know how stubborn gunil is, so they don't argue with him.

"feel better, hyung"

"keep us updated on how you're feeling"

"yeah, yeah, thank you for the concerns"

you hear the voices die down, gunil stays seated and junhan closes the door behind him. gunil lets out a heavy sigh.

"are you out of your mind, Y/N?"

you smile at him innocently, as you're still on your knees, on the ground, cock in hand.

"I don't know what you're talking about" you say innocently "but you look cute when your cheeks are red"

"I don't think I've ever came that many time in a row"

gunil moves back so that you can get up and sit where you were beforehand. he pulls his shorts up as you swipe away the debris from the ground beneath the desk. taking your seat, you grab the bag of food that gaon had handed him earlier, and give it to him. he takes out the sandwich and tears it in two, giving you the larger piece; you noticed that his hands were shaking.

"was my performance that good, that I got you shaking?"

"you've never sucked me dry that many times, I was seeing stars... here, you wanna split the coffee, too?" he speaks with a shaky voice.

"sure!..." you take a sip of the drink "so... how are you gonna make this one up?"

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✧ Xdinary Heroes O.de x fem!bodied reader ✧ words: ~900 ✧ genre: smut (reader riding him, unprotected sex, some dirty talk, both have a bit of a thing for pain ig?) ✧ warnings: none

You’re settled down in your boyfriend’s lap, his hands firmly gripping your bare hips and you’re sharing a needy kiss neither of you wants to break. 

“Gonna miss you…” you mutter against his lips, words muffled by the kiss but he understands, and he answers with a throaty groan before pulling back. His half-lidded eyes are resting on your figure now, and he digs his thumbs into your flesh to make you roll your hips. 

“I know…” he mumbles an answer and then he lets out a sigh as you ride him slowly. “Just like that,” he adds a praise, coming out as nothing more than a whisper. 

“How am I gonna survive 4 weeks without this…?” you question as you hold onto his shoulders and you throw your head back, trying to focus only on the sensations rushing through your body. Seungmin had chuckled at you when you were complaining to him earlier - not being able to see your boyfriend while you’re on vacation to visit your family for a whole month seems like a long time even to you. He had suggested that you could simply video call him when you felt lonely, but you’re convinced that deep down he too knows that seeing his face won’t be the only thing you’re gonna miss.

“You’ll have to get off without me in the meantime, huh?” he comments, a hint of a cocky grin gracing his lips as he leans against the backrest of the sofa in your flat. “Keep moving your hips for me,” he orders as your movements are starting to get sloppy, and you do them properly, heat coursing through your body at the way he fits inside you so perfectly. Seungmin praises you again, eyes growing darker as he lets his gaze take in every inch of your body, and you see him sinking his teeth into his bottom lip.

“You gonna think of me?” he asks, suddenly making eye contact.

“Hm?”

“While fingering yourself,” he states. “You know. When you can’t take it anymore that I’m not there to fuck you.” You let out a small whine at his words, because he’s exactly right, even though you don’t want to admit it for some reason. “Is that a yes?” he pries, and now the grin on his lips is growing bigger. His fingertips wander from your hips up to your chest, cupping your breasts and harshly squeezing your nipples to make you moan from the pleasure that comes with the pain.

“Yeah…” you eventually answer, and Seungmin seems pleased with that.

“You know what,” he says, palms massaging your chest now, before one hand finds its way up to the back of your neck and the other wanders south. “Call me.” He brings your face closer to yours, but doesn’t kiss you just yet. Instead he watches for your reaction as he lets his fingertip draw slow circles on your clit, drinking up the whimper that escapes you as you briefly squeeze your eyes shut. “Just call me when you can’t take it anymore. And I’ll guide you… tell you how to touch yourself, as if it was my hands.” You gulp at the idea, rolling your hips just a little faster now.

“That’s hot,” you remark.

“Good.” Your boyfriend connects his lips to yours, leading you into an open mouthed kiss while never ceasing the movement of his finger against your core. “I’m gonna miss you too,” he eventually admits when you part for a mere second, only for him to attach his lips to your throat next. Leaving a trail of nips and kisses down the side of your neck, a small moan escapes him and you find him having knitted his eyebrows when he comes back up. “Gonna miss being inside you like this…” he groans, going faster as he tends to your clit and you match your tempo with his. Now clinging to his shoulders while riding him and feeling your high building up in the pit of your stomach, you whine again.

“Shit, me too…” you mewl. “Fuck, want to cum on your cock so bad…” Your boyfriend groans at your words, telling you he’s almost there himself, but he holds back, focusing on getting you off instead.

“Y/N… just a little longer…” Curses continuously fall from your lips as your orgasm is fast approaching, nails digging into the skin on his back before you drag them all the way across, leaving your mark on him and he moans in response.

“Fuck, babe…” you groan through gritted teeth, and then you feel yourself tumbling over the edge. You cry out his name as you clench around his length, and mere moments later you’re overcome with bliss as he fills you up with a desperate moan.

Panting, you stay in your positions, and eventually Seungmin wraps his arms around you to pull you close.

“I mean it,” he says. “Call me if you get lonely… or if you just wanna have some fun. And I’ll take care of you.” You find yourself smiling now, and you lean in to press a gentle kiss onto his mouth.

“I promise,” you answer before running your fingers through his hair and then resting your palm against his cheek. “If you promise to do the same when you get lonely.” He agrees, and with a wink you add, “Or if you just wanna have some fun.”

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— Reader gets dared to lose her virginity, and her oh so courteous friends find just the perfect person to help. (6.7k)

You sit stiffly on your bed, a dark silky fabric wrapped around your head, depriving you of your vision entirely. The room is painfully silent, fingers toying with the hem of your skirt as the sound of your shaky breaths and thundering heartbeat resound in your ears. The temperature seems to be rising as your nervousness grows, your jacket constricting your movements and becoming rather uncomfortable. You decide to remove the top article of clothing to ease some of the escalating anxiety, but, as expected, it doesn’t do much. You’re still high strung, extremely anxious of the fact that this is really happening, right here, right now.

When you had accepted this dare, you firmly believed it to be long forgotten by now. Your friends are often quite forgetful, and surely, you thought, they wouldn’t remember some rash challenge made at some random girls' night out. It had been an entire three months, after all! But you were wrong; your friends gleefully shoving you into a hotel room they had paid for on this special day, having you wait blindfolded for your ultimate birthday gift they so generously are providing.

Which is having someone to take your virginity.

Ridiculous? Quite.

But your social life has dwindled to the frequent exchange of text messages and occasional third wheeling. Your studies occupy most of your time. Love, sex, and relationships are things you’ve never really thought about. And for someone of your age, it’s rare to be completely lacking in that area. It just hasn’t been of importance to you, you’ve convinced yourself. But your friends had insisted you step away from the books, let loose a little, and most of all, get laid.

So here you are, waiting for an unknown man to arrive so the two of you can indulge yourselves in a sinful act. The rules of the dare are simple; have sex with the person they send in. An audacious, irresponsible dare indeed, but you trust that your friends will not send you someone disagreeable or unpleasant. And you suppose if the person isn’t to your liking, or you happen to get cold feet, you can simply refuse and back out of the dare. Your friends will most likely harp on you, of course, but what do you care? They’ll get over it eventually.

You sit on the bed in deafening silence, clenching and releasing your fists sequentially, feeling the numbness in your fingertips dull until you can feel again. Several minutes have passed, minutes that feel like an eternity, time seeming slower as you anticipate and abhor the person you’ll soon be engaging with. It’s actually causing you to become somewhat lightheaded. More time passes, and you’re so wrapped up in your thoughts that you nearly jump off the bed when the rapping of knuckles on the door intersperses them.

Oh shit.

He’s here.

Swallowing thickly, you wipe your clammy hands onto your skirt, breathing picking up drastically in pace, the sound of the door unlocking and squeaking open like a bomb going off in the silent room. Steps, coming closer and closer, echo loudly in your ears as they approach. Your heart is beating wildly, all this time sitting in mental preparation having done absolutely nothing. You’re nervous to the core, a complete wreck, and you haven’t even seen the guy...

Your breath catches in your throat when the stranger’s fingers touch the edges of your blindfold, and the anticipation of who it is, of what they look like, of what’s about to happen... The black silk is slowly pulled away, and the first thing you’re greeted with are striking brown irises, staring at you with a lecherous gleam. There’s traces of surprise hidden behind thinly veiled amusement. Silently, your eyes devour the man; his smooth pale skin is shimmering from the faint bathroom lights shining in the main bedroom, and his hair is a dark, sandy blond, tousled in a somewhat messy-like manner, looking oh so soft and fluffy. The sexiness oozing from his stance gives him an air of promiscuity.

He’s purely lustrous.

The man smirks, and if that isn't the most enticing thing you’ve ever seen, you don’t know what is.

“Hi there,” a voice dripping with sensuality speaks. It’s tempting even, as undertones of confidence hang from the end of his words. “You must be Y/N.”

“Um, I‑I, uh...” you stutter hard, mind completely blanking, and throat constricting, unable to get any real words out. So, you stick to nodding in affirmation. Good start, Y/N, you think, mentally hitting yourself; this night is going to go great. If anyone is going to be running away, it’s going to be this man getting far the fuck away from your awkward ass. The boy’s eyes crinkle as he smiles, and you think it’s one of the prettiest smiles you’ve ever been given. Too bad it’s probably just him finding your behavior ridiculous.

The man strolls away coolly, shoulders lightly dipping with each stride, his every step is attractive. You watch him in a trance‑like state, unaware of your curious, following eyes which linger on the stranger. He walks to the bathroom, shutting off the light and making the room black, returning to turn on the lamp atop the nightstand. And all of the sudden, he takes a knowing look over his shoulder, and you are quick to avert your line of sight. You are well aware you weren’t gifted with a sense of stealth, but you didn’t expect to be caught so openly gawking. The last thing you want is to be viewed as creepy.

The room is still sort of dark, the only source of light now glowing from the dim illumination of the lamp beside the bed.

The stranger removes his jacket with his back to you, and you can’t stop the sharp inhale when you see the muscle that accompany his back and arms; even the rest of his toned torso outlined through the seemingly thin fabric of his black tank top. Your mouth suddenly runs dry as if you’d just downed a glass of cotton balls, thoroughly parched and in need of water.

It then dawns on you that this gorgeous being does have a name, and your dumbass hasn’t even asked for that rather critical piece of information yet! Gathering the scattered pieces of your courage, you clear your throat before asking, “W‑What’s your name?”

The man turns and genuinely simpers this time and it’s just as dazzling as the smirk, if not better. “Yeonjun,” he answers and you being shy just nod your head, “Your friends have told me that you wanted to have some fun tonight. ‘Experiment on some new things.’ But you don’t strike me as the... type.”

You blush at that comment, embarrassed, turning your head to hide your reddening cheeks in shame. Is it obvious how… inexperienced (for lack of better words) you are? Who are you kidding, of course it is. You couldn’t even respond normally to your name. “They... kind of dared me to do this, insisting I need to branch out and get laid and I guess didn’t want to pass up on… that.”

Yeonjun purses his lips as he nods in understanding. “So... are you sure you’re okay with this?”

“Y-Yes?” your attempts to sound sincere fail miserably, your answer sounding more like a question itself. “Yes,” you try again, “I am ready. So ready. Always ready. A-Are you?”

“Of course I am,” he answers smoothly, “With a girl as hot as you? I couldn’t be more excited.” As shallow as that may have sounded, the familiar heat rises in your cheeks again. Being called “hot” is a first. Most people find you more synonymous with ‘pretty’ or ‘beautiful’, but terms such as ‘hot’ or ‘sexy’ have never been uttered when your name is mentioned. You’re far too lame to be called that. Maybe he’s joking. Is this all a joke? Are you just too naive to realize?

“Are you really sure?” you question again, biting your lip with uncertainty. “Like 100% certain? I know my friends; they can be pushy. Real pushy. So, we don’t have to do this if you really don’t want to—“

“Sweetheart, you do an awful lot of talking for someone who assures they’re so ready.” Yeonjun rolls up his shirt pulling it over his head with ease before tossing it on an armchair and your palms become sweaty. The sight of Yeonjun’s bare chest is quite intimidating. It’s like God himself decided to personally sculpt and tone this man to absolute perfection. “I’m actually starting to be convinced otherwise.” You look up and witness a tantalizing smile playing on the man’s plush lips.

You really need to learn when to just shut up.

He then leans in closer, your eyes immediately widening when his face becomes only inches away from yours, his eyes staring straight back, into your soul. “Now, be perfectly honest with me,” his tone is softer now, gentle even, “do you want to do this?”

Do you want to do this?

For years you’ve felt pressured to lose your virginity; all of your friends have had sex and you’re still some dumb virgin who’s “too prude” and “frigid” to be any fun. Losing your virginity is like a rite of passage; a vital step in everyone's coming-of-age experience: like kissing a stranger in a dark club, getting drunk at a party for the first time, or simply dating someone. You don’t want to be that girl anymore, the boring, loser friend who’s never taken even a step into the romantic side of life. Your friends have given you this rare opportunity, and you should be grateful and take it regardless of any possible consequences.

“Yes,” you nod, movement steady and voice confident this time, “I want to do this.”

“Are you positive? Don’t feel like you have to—“

“Who’s the one doing all the talking now?” you challenge, and a teasing smile is quick to appear on Yeonjun's lips once again as he leans back.

“Alright. Let’s get started then.”

Your eyes look up at Yeonjun through curled eyelashes in anticipation. He brings his knees to the carpet in front of you, and then you nervously wipe your hands on your skirt again. Your mind begins to spin with different scenarios of what’s about to occur, eyes never leaving his face, but what you don’t expect is for Yeonjun to brush his fingertips, smooth and delicate, across the higher part of your cheek, a palm resting lower.

“Close your eyes.” Without questioning, without uttering a sound, you follow Yeonjun’s instructions aided by a strange sense of adventure. He leans in close, next to your ear, “I’m going to kiss you,” his voice is low and warm, inducing a tingle down your spine.

“Okay.” You sigh, and soft lips brush fluently against yours. They’re as lush as pillows, rubbing and moving in fluid motions that rapidly ripple throbs of arousal to your core. It’s suffocating as Yeonjun slips his tongue inside your mouth, pushing your lips apart with little effort. Your body involuntarily tilts back, but a hand sneaks around your nape and lithe fingers enfold around the narrow bridge. Your breath hitches before you relax into those fingers that massage your neck. You wonder just how Yeonjun knows this spot which kindles a flickering flame within.

The male draws back with a light smack of your lips, licking up the drool that hangs between. You pant as your eyelids open and lapse into a heated gaze.

“Now kiss me.” Yeonjun stares into your eyes, and you’re instantly drawn in by those brown orbs. Absentmindedly you lean forward as if there’s some sort of magnetic pull on your movements, and reconnect your lips with his, moaning into his mouth and gliding a hand into that messy mop of hair making it more chaotic. Your lips caress and nibble until they become unbearably swollen, and you’re both pining for air. “I see you’re warming up to me,” Yeonjun comments with a grin, standing from the ground and taking a seat in the chair where his shirt has previously been thrown.

“W-What do we do now?” you ask, fidgeting with your fingers and gently gnawing on your bottom lip.

“Hm... I still need to know that you want this.” Yeonjun claims, and he leisurely reclines, maneuvering to a more comfortable position.

“What? But I already said— I do want this!” your eyes are bold, unwavering.

Yeonjun shrugs. “Then, show me.”

Oh.

You remain completely still, not entirely sure what to do. Literally no idea. Your mind isn’t functioning the way it should, and you’re completely lost. But the way Yeonjun focuses his gaze on you stirs something hidden deep within that makes you daring. You crave to be touched, to be held. And the person you long to feel against your skin is sitting a mere foot away, smirking as if he knows how irresistible he is.

And well... he is; irrevocably irresistible.

You reach for the hem of your shirt, and gradually raise the bottom over the top and off your body. Then, with a shaky hand, you reach for the clasps of your bra. Your clothing floats to the floor and small insecurities begin to prod at your mind. What if he’s not satisfied? What if he hates the way you look?

Yet, when Yeonjun’s eyes greedily scour your body, a boosted feeling of confidence pulsates in your chest. He doesn’t seem repulsed or anything of that nature. Quite the opposite, actually; he looks incredibly aroused, which turns you on even more.

“That all?” Yeonjun’s voice snaps you from your reverie.

You shake your head and stand to your feet. You strip yourself of your skirt and panties, now in your full naked glory. Those chocolate orbs roam over your body shamelessly, burning holes into your skin, heating you with desire and lust. A deep part of yourself is already growing to love this.

“I’m almost convinced,” Yeonjun states, remaining relaxed in his seat.

“What else should I do?”

There’s a playful gleam that crosses Yeonjun's eyes, “Do you trust me?”

With a question like that, you think maybe you shouldn’t trust Yeonjun. He is a stranger, afterall. Some random guy you just met minutes ago. But regardless of all that, you do trust him. There’s something inviting about this man sitting in front of you. And well, you’re already completely naked in front of him so you may as well continue, “Yes.”

“Then,” Yeonjun shifts forward, resting his elbows on his knees and interlacing his fingers, “close your eyes, and do as I say.” 

“Okay.” You close your eyes and train your ears for Yeonjun’s voice. 

“Let’s start with something simple, lie down on the bed.” 

Simple. Nothing about this is simple. The bed shallowly sinks as your body wanders over the satin sheets, which rub against your heated skin in the most eloquent way. You lie your back on the king sized bed, your limbs splayed out kind of dumbly. You begin to feel extremely exposed, but it’s not an entirely bad feeling… just unusual. Although it makes you nervous, you revel in knowing that Yeonjun is watching, observing your every move.

“Now,” You lightly jump at the sound of Yeonjun’s voice suddenly much closer than you anticipated, flinching when the scorching tips of his fingers graze over your nipples. He’s touching you. And having no idea where he’ll touch next just escalates your arousal, “people say that touch is very intimate and the fingers are sensitive, do you agree?” Yeonjun’s voice is softer now.

“...yes.” 

“Then, touch yourself.” Yeonjun demands. 

You hesitate. This is actually quite a big step to take, but you can’t let your fear ruin this. For you or Yeonjun. Thinking long and hard about how you want to go about this, you start with your fingers slowly crawling up your breasts, cupping them, squeezing them, pinching and playing with your nipples. Soon you get wrapped up in how just doing this already makes you feel so good, small whimpers leaving your mouth as you feel yourself up. 

And then, you feel a finger skim over your inner thigh. You let out a sharp inhale, “What are you-”

“Keep going.” Yeonjun’s voice is closer this time, almost directly above you. You oblige his words, continuing to toy with your body. Every time you fondle your breasts, there are fleeting grazes from the mellow pads of Yeonjun’s fingers lingering on your skin, teasing and galvanizing. They leave a fire in their wake, marking you in areas you’ve never been touched before.

And soon, this attention to your chest isn’t enough, you want more, need more. You lower one of your hands down the length of your body, fingers diving into the sacred valley between your thighs and languidly begin stroking. 

“Just like that, Y/N.” Yeonjun urges, praisingly. 

You shudder from the whisk of breath beside your ear. It’s like Yeonjun is playing a game with you. His soundless footsteps make it impossible for you to know his location within the suite. It’s exciting and maddening all at the same time. While stroking between your wettened folds, rubbing circles around and on your clit, your breath releases in short bursts of air. It feels so good, better than ever before, this whole scenario still so surreal. You so badly want to open your eyes and see where Yeonjun is standing and exactly what he’s doing, but your curiosities are answered soon enough when you feel a palm come atop your own hand.

“I’ll take over from here.” Yeonjun speaks faintly, the bed dipping as he moves in closer. You comply easily, retreating your hand and letting him replace it with his. Yeonjun’s lithe fingers slide up and down your slit, sending your mind in an absolute frenzy. He skillfully toys with your bundle of nerves, and it feels so good, too good, successfully working you up more and more. “Open your eyes.” You do so immediately, and are instantly met with the hooded gaze of Yeonjun’s, settled right in front of you… or rather, your legs. With eyes trained on him, you watch as his head dips down in between your parted thighs, until lips begin pressing light kisses on your burning skin, treading closer and closer to your desire. Oh God. You can’t keep a loud moan from escaping your mouth as his slippery tongue eagerly coasts along your folds. Your hands immediately fly into his hair, and whether it was to pull him away in morbid embarrassment or push him closer in complete and utter carnal desire is unbeknownst to you. Everything is so hot, so feverish, and so fucking good; you feel like you're floating away in ecstasy as Yeonjun moves his mouth around, licking, sucking, nibbling on your pussy in all the right ways.

Pulling away completely, he slides his fingers up, rubbing them over your cunt before diving in once again, moaning purposely for more saliva. The wet squelches of his movements pervade the air as he polishes your pussy in generous amounts of saliva, slicking you up profusely. The entirety of your body quakes from the zealous oral menstruation, and you continue to involuntarily mewl and moan when Yeonjun’s pretty, perfect nose stresses against your clit as he practically tongue fucks you. The silk sheets crumple in your palms as your toes curl from the unyielding influxes of stinging sensations surging through your body. Your hands the move press him impossibly closer, thighs squeezing his head as pleasure begins to consume you. 

“I’m…I-I’m-” you heave, unable to get your words out properly, eyes glossy with ardor. Yeonjun continues vigorously moving his mouth, placing a palm on your navel to hold your squirming body down. He sucks and sips, eating out you with much vigor. He delivers low hums sending vibrations resonating to your gut and that’s all it takes. Within moments, you’re violently trembling, vision going white as your mind blanks out in complete rapture. Yeonjun continues lapping you up with his tongue and thoroughly extending your orgasm. When he pulls up, you watch in pure marvel as his adam’s apple bounces from a thick swallow, his tongue sweeping over those soft sinful lips leaving a moist luster on them. You must be going insane because all you want to do is kiss those lips despite him having just finished eating you out.

As if Yeonjun knows what you're thinking, he moves up to seize your lips. You inhale his tongue, tasting the remnants of your fluids which have a somewhat odd tang, yet, it doesn't bother you at all. You shamelessly whine when he withdraws, and you chase after the male by leaning forward. You briefly peck his lips before relenting back into the mattress. There’s an addiction to kissing Yeonjun that’s quickly brewing, and you don’t care how clearly it shows. He peers down at you, “Now onto something more daring.”

“I have an idea,” you pant, maneuvering to a sitting position on the edge of the bed.

“Enlighten me,” Yeonjun stares at you intensely, making you feel shy all over again.

“U-Um…you touch yourself,” you dare him to do the same, and Yeonjun conivingly grins. 

“As you wish.” He backs away from the bed and unbutton his jeans. He pushes them down his legs along with his boxers, and when his body straightens, revealing his cock, you audibly gulp. Yeonjun is downright exquisite and so astonishingly beautiful in his nudity, you are actually beginning to lose your mind. A large palm cloaks his cock, and he begins stroking himself directly in front of your face. Your eyes are trained of the fluency of his fingers. How they flow over the flaps of skin rippling down his shaft. The tip leaks and Yeonjun is quick to wipe it up with his fingers and paint it down his member. Your breath mimics his as you fall into a trance by the motions of his hands. The faint gasps spilling from his lips are alluring, drawing you in deeper until you desire to touch. 

You ache to bring Yeonjun such unimaginable pleasure, just as he did for you.

“I want… to touch you,” you look up at the pretty boy with eyes of yearning. 

“Only touch?” Yeonjun exhales, rubbing himself facilely. He takes a drip of precum on his finger and pushes it to your awaiting lips. You part them, allowing the cum stained digit inside of your mouth. It’s pleasant, savory like honey; thick and sweet on your tongue and God you want more. You eagerly lap, making sure to lick over his finger diligently, leaving nothing behind. Piercing into your feverish gaze, Yeonjun removes his finger and mingles your saliva with his own. Inching forward, he prompts you to take a hold of his cock, and you do just that. The stiffness of his cock is surprising. It’s rigid within your palm, rock solid and pulsing. While maintaining eye contact, you begin stroking at an even pace flitting your thumb over the head for a little tease. He bites his lip, lightly spasming from the leveled strokes.

Oh how you enjoy seeing Yeonjun like this, succumbing to your touch. It’s undeniably pleasing, and you only want to take things further. Dampening your lips, you give the tip an experimental lick. He shivers, and you smirk. You proceed to go deeper, attempting to take more into your mouth, but you’ve never done this before and Yeonjun here is well endowed. You gradually begin bobbing your head while using a palm to stroke the flesh your mouth couldn’t quite reach. He persuasively cards a hand through your soft hair as a form of praise and it serves to compel you into being dauntless.

Yeonjun’s length is dense and thick, filling your mouth to the brim and suffocating you. The lack of oxygen pools tears in your eyes, and you gasp for slithers of air around his girth. With those almond shaped orbs looking down at you so earnestly, you couldn’t bear to look away nor could you give in. Continuing your tour, you coat his shaft even more to make the blowjob smoother. 

Refusing to swallow spit, you bob faster until Yeonjun’s moans rain down like a shower. One grunt in particular quirks your brow in satisfaction. His furrowed brows and other visual cues signal his impending release. Only now do you close your eyes, trying your absolute best to bring him pure euphoria with your mouth. And soon, Yeonjun scatterly spurts his load into the depths of your throat. 

The tears which you’ve been holding in begin to stream down your cheeks. An involuntarily hard gulp makes you gag on the rich amount of cum that drags down your throat due to its viscosity. Yeonjun’s chest rises and drops sporadically, and you take great pride in knowing it was because of you. Those tears soon find the end of their journey by the sweep of his thumb. He wipes them from your face before traveling his finger lower, “those precious lips… so good.” he says, outlining your mouth in awe. 

“T-Thanks,” you whisper, elated.

“You ready for more?” 

“Please.” You know you sound pleading, but you don’t care anymore. You’ve never coveted someone this immensely before. You want to lose yourself in Yeonjun, to be consumed in everything that pertains to this enchanting man standing centimeters from you. 

“Lay back and spread your legs wide, pretty baby,” You don't waste any time lying back and opening yourself right up, “don’t move.” His palm spreads your folds and you’re anticipating what’s to come. Without giving any notification, two fingers slip inside your cunt and you jerk in surprise. They stretch your contracted tunnel, probing at your velvety insides, thrusting in and out with hurried movements. You mewl loudly, and you’re a little embarrassed by the high volume of your voice. It feels so damn good, and you can’t prevent the lusty wail from escaping. The intensity of the spasms convulsing through your body weakens your arm, and you collapse back onto the mattress. Your body tremors in the most pleasant way. You want more, so much more. 

Yet, in the very next moment, the movement instantly ceases and you can’t help but whimper when he removes his hand. What the hell?

Then, Yeonjun teases his cock between your folds and nestles against the sensitive flesh, “I told you not to move,” there’s a taunting tone to his words. You whine, turning your face into the sheets. You hunger for more of the foreplay, not nearly having enough of his long, dexterous fingers inside, fucking you so so good. But honestly, this is fine, too. Yeonjun glides his cock along your sopping slit, not entering, and you’re one tick away from spiraling into madness from the evident teasing. And then, the warmth of his cock disappears, and you immediately mourn its absence.

You turn your head to find Yeonjun picking up his jeans. The male grabs a condom and small bottle of lube from the pocket, and he tosses the pants on the floor before turning back to you. He tears open the packet, skillfully rolling the condom on and thoroughly lubes himself while moving closer to the bed. The swollen muscle curves to the right ever so slightly and you love the appetizing sight. You could honestly stare at Yeonjun’s hard dick all day and never tire of it. In fact, you want to taste it again, and purposely swallow in search of any remnants of his sweet nectar on your tongue.

“Are you ready?” 

“Yes. Please,” you answer, and position yourself at the center of the bed following the guidance of his hand. Ripping the sheets back, Yeonjun climbs onto the mattress and it dips where his knees meet the spring. You lie on your back with a pillow propped underneath your head, and Yeonjun hovers over your body. The curtain of your thighs is slowly opened, and the handsome male aligns his cock with your pussy. 

He enters steadily, pushing himself inside your tight cunt. A moan falls from his lips at the blissful tautness that welcomes his cock ravenously. Your eyes squeeze shut from the harsh pang. It kind of hurts. No, actually, it hurts quite a lot. It’s much more pressure than you could have imagined. Yeonjun doesn’t move however, waiting patiently for you to calm down and give him a sign to continue. Can he get any more perfect?

Weakly nodding, you eventually signal him to move. Yeonjun gingerly pulls out before pushing inside. He lowers his head, taking your lips with his own to serve as a distraction from the pain below. His hips move rhythmically in smooth uniform motions until your stifled sobs transform into quiet gasps of pleasure. Your eyes gradually open and you’re met with the glistening strands of his hair hanging flaccidly from his forehead. The opaque beams of the lamp bask his body in a dusky shade of marigold, giving his skin a dashing warm glow. 

He’s absolutely gorgeous. 

Your hand reaches around Yeonjun’s nape, and you yank him down smashing your lips back together. You hum into his mouth and he responds the same while picking up pace. His body rolls with the forward snap of his hips, each lunge sending your body jolting upward. Quickly, you plant the flat of your palms behind you on the headboard and grind down into the thrusts, applying very nice pressure. Yeonjun drives in harder, deeper and you don't relent, pushing against the headboard to keep yourself from moving further up the mattress. Holy shit.

He slows his movements before he sucks on your bottom lip, taking it between his teeth and gently pulling. He fervidly shoves his tongue inside, and you respond by lifting your hips from the bed. Yeonjun hurriedly takes hold of those insatiable hips, caressing the skin and guiding your motions to match the flow of his thrusts. 

The two of you continue until blaring sounds of skin slapping span across the room as lustful blown orbs stare at one another in deep yearning and unrelenting desire. You can feel Yeonjun’s girth stretch you tremendously, filling you up profoundly until you feel complete and utter bliss. You don't ever want this to stop, ever, writhing in pleasure under his intense thrusts of passion. Every time he pulls out, you long for him to push back inside, quicker, faster. It’s not enough. You’re not close enough to him, even though there’s already no distance between you. Those magical fingers haven’t touched you enough, even though his hands have explored every facet of your body. You still lust for more. 

Without a word, Yeonjun slips out, “Turn over,” he says with an airy breath. He backs away, and you hastily rotate onto your knees, the side of your face planting onto the pillow. His palms find their place on your waist, and he doesn’t waste any time before sliding inside once more. Your fingers curl around the white satin sheets, firmly gripping at the fabric as he begins pistoning into you from behind.

Yeonjun groans with every rapid thrust, and you gulp in the way of a shallow hiccup. He could feel the tightness of your pussy stretch even further as you suck in his cock greedily, impatiently, silently begging for more. As if he could hear your plea, he begins to thrusts faster, harder. The bed creaks from the relentless pounding and your mind is on the brink of hysteria, teetering on the border of incoherency and lucidity. Small drips of drool soak into the pillowcase and your pupils dilate, reeling in and out of focus. Your eyelids unconsciously close as if you’re suddenly in a lethargic state. 

You shake out your trance when Yeonjun deliberately reduces the speed of his thrusts. Those lean fingers journey up your back, tracing over the soft skin. He gingerly winds his hips while his hands massage the dips and curves of your back. He works those palms in large circular motions feeling the smooth pores beneath his fingertips, trailing tender butterfly kisses down your spine, and you can’t help but shudder at his every touch. 

Suddenly, Yeonjun encloses a hand loosely around strands of your hair and mildly tugs. In a daze, you follow the pull of his motion and rise from the bed, settling onto his lap with a relieved sigh. He rests on the balls of his heels and you seat yourself onto his cock. You feel so full. You take deep breaths to collect yourself, bodies remaining still. With closed eyes, you loll your head back resting it against his shoulders. Within seconds, a moist tongue traces the side of your neck, and a roaming hand travels from your breast to the base of your abdomen. Yeonjun purrs against your skin, and you tremble under the rush of vibrations. He becomes greedier, biting and nipping at your neck, thoroughly tasting every inch of you. 

The release of your breath becomes heavier and heavier. You bask in the warmth emitting from his chest against your back. A low moan rips from his lips as you lift up before sliding down on his cock, riding him. You whirl your waist, grinding your hips lower, feeling the full extent of Yeonjun’s heat. The rise of your hips is slow. You ride his stiff member to oblivion and back, sinking your shoulders and parting your lips to allow a mesmeric moan to escape. You enjoy control, having the power to move fast or slow. 

Yeonjun reaches for your chin and turns your head. Your own palm finds the side of his neck as your lips meet in a sensual kiss which speaks more than any words ever could. Your friends could not have found anyone better for this, even if it was for something so exceedingly stupid. You break the kiss and open your eyes, piercing them into those irises of mocha. Your breaths are identical as you stare into each other’s souls with undeniable passion, connecting on a deeper level. Your intoxication knows no bounds as your conjoined bodies course like ripples in the vast sea. 

When you rotate your hips, Yeonjun assists your movements with his palms. He takes subtle whiffs of your hair and patterns your neck with sloppy kisses. Your head rolls down before resting against Yeonjun’s opposite shoulder. He flicks his tongue over the pristine skin, lapping and sucking marks onto your nape. It’s driving you to the brink of madness. The emotions stirring within are becoming impossible to withstand. Souls set ablaze, burning up in the rhapsody of your breaths and motions. 

Your hands crawl up the mattress and grab the sheets. Yeonjun straightens, rising from his heels and onto his knees following in your lead. You begin pushing back rabidly, serving yourself on his cock. You rock back and forth, and he allows you the leverage to do as you please. You need this.

An unsuspecting thrust from behind makes you lurch. Taking a look over your shoulder, you see the bite of a plush lip and mischievous eyes. Satin fingers dip under your body, connecting with your clit and begin stroking. The subtle pressure applied to the sensitive bundle is quickly making you lose control, those magic fingers of his knowing exactly what to do. His movements hasten, and your breath staggers over your moans. 

It soon becomes too much at one time, and your body shakes uncontrollably. Your eyes snap shut and you release staccatoed gasps, immersing yourself in the most powerful orgasm you've ever experienced. Yeonjun lunges quickly chasing his own release, and it isn’t long before he's pouring his white substance inside the condom, basking in the feeling of your pulsating pussy around him. He bites down hard on his lip and closes his eyes as the intense orgasm tingles throughout his body. 

You feel weak and heavy, and when Yeonjun pulls out, you collapse onto the mattress panting for air. A soft peck lands on your forehead, and a small smile stretches across your face from the tender gesture. Yeonjun searches your eyes before he speaks, “You are wonderful, pretty baby.” 

“You too,” you exhale, admiring his beauty for the nth time tonight. You couldn’t have asked for a better person to share such an intimate moment with. Yeonjun was, is perfect, and you wonder how your friends even found or knew of such a treasure. There’s so much more you want to know of him, about him. A part of you even begins thinking this is the beginning of some picture-perfect relationship. How lucky, right? Never branching out only to fall in love at first sight? You could really stay here forever and wallow in the comfort of his presence. 

That is, until Yeonjun moves from the bed, tossing the condom away and going to his clothes to begin dressing himself. What? You quickly sit up, “W-Where are you going?”

“...Home,” Yeonjun answers, his tone much colder than how it was just minutes ago, almost foreign sounding.

“Wha- Can’t you stay?” you sound desperate, pleading, and you know it’s piteous, but even within these couple of hours, you feel like Yeonjun has woven a part of himself into you, into your heart, and he can’t just leave.

“I never stay, it’s against my policy.” 

Policy? “..What policy?” you ask, extremely confused. 

“If I stay, then that’ll mean this was more than just sex.” He answers strictly as he throws on his garments with his back to you. Oh. Right. Of course none of this meant anything to him. He’s just some worker hired by your friends, getting a job done. Yet, you still had some childish hope.. You’re grateful that Yeonjun can’t see the tears swelling in your eyes. Hurriedly, you wipe them away before he turns to look at you. 

“W-Will I ever see you again?” You try not to sound as pathetic as you feel, but you aren't sure whether it’s successful or not. There’s an ache in your chest and your stomach churns just thinking about never being able to see him again.

Yeonjun applies his jacket, “I don’t know…” there’s an emotion in his eyes, which you can’t decipher, “I have to go.” 

With that, you stifle your words. You have no right to ask Yeonjun to stay, you’ve only met less than a few hours ago, and after this newly found discovery, you assume that he must have a busy life. Being the kind of person he is, there’s no way he would ever see you as more than just a ‘fling’ or a ‘job’ or whatever the fuck this even was. You simply give the male a defeated, dejected nod, and Yeonjun places the extra room key your friends had given him on the end table before turning on his heels to leave. 

You really hate your friends right now…

For this. 

For this bullshit dare. 

For this bullshit night.

But you hate yourself even more for agreeing to do it; and being an oversensitive, naive fool.

When the click of the lock carries to your ears, you could instantly feel the swarm of emotions overtake you, but you refuse to cry. This was a dare, a quick and simple night of sex and nothing more. It was supposed to be a fun adult birthday, to serve as a stress relief; there should have never been attached emotions to someone you don't even know. But, no matter how much you try to convince yourself to get a grip, nothing stops the profound wave of loneliness and hurt you feel in this very moment. You gave him a part of you, shared something so intimate, only for it to mean absolutely nothing. You should’ve waited. You shouldn’t have let yourself be pressured. Nothing could prepare you for the emotional consequences of this irrational decision. Surrendering to your lingering affection for Yeonjun, you ball up on the mattress and finally allow your tears to escape. 

However, when as you finally begin to calm yourself and come to terms with reality, there’s a familiar knock on the door of your hotel room.

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[skz-with-stay]

𝑃𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐺𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑛 / 𝐾𝑤𝑎𝑘 𝐽𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑜𝑘

You like him, from the way he smiles to the last strand of colored hair. But you feel it's forbidden, gaon is your deepest fear and regret, you love your best friend and treat it like it's the greatest sin committed on earth. But after a party everything seemed to change drastically, leaving you between saying something to jiseok or living and dying with that love just for you.

Pairing: Gaon X afab!reader

🍊 : Band!au; friends to lovers; mutual pinning

Contain : make out ; fluff; smut; sex without protection; alcohol consumption; Oral;

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Author: my longest work to date and I could say I'm a little proud. I hope you like it, always remember to give feedback ♡ forgive any mistake or bad English, this is not my first language

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The tip of the pen scratched the sheet slowly, your attention bent on it was not a matter if you thought Jiseok might do something wrong when writing his scores. In fact, you needed a good distraction so you didn't catch yourself looking at him distractedly. that new hair brought a fresh air to him, even if you liked the typical black something in the mix of colors made him look uniquely radiant, that was it, you were just friends but you had the right to find your friend handsome right? From finding him uniquely attractive to the way he is always handsome even in the smallest things he does, that besides being super talented he also had an incredible personality, the kind that captivates looks and people all the time, that makes girls sign his name when on top of stage with his band and you hate how he always seems ready to give back to each one of them, or how jiseok is rarely alone that long, considering those last few months the biggest record yet, despite all that he was an amazing friend, you were proud of that, of being his great companion, his inseparable friend.

 Let's face it. Who were you trying to deceive? You couldn't hold the façade that long because the whole band had already noticed your bizarre behavior. but you would be able to deny it every time, even yourself and the way your heart seemed to skip a beat every time he smiled at you. you would refuse to say that you had mixed feelings, that once you didn't see jiseok as a friend, but as that guy you felt you would never be able to get over, the one that made your body warm and want to wrap yourself in his arms. but everything inside of you, because you were willing to deal with this alone, you tell yourself that it's to protect your friendship with jiseok, but really it's just to protect yourself, solely and exclusively.

"Then?" Your finger stopped rolling over your hair, A huge pout was over your mouth when Jiseok spoke to you, eyes round and dark towards you, you with your body lying on the bed and he sitting next to you with the guitar in his lap . "You weren't paying attention, were you?"

"Hm? This is boring Jiseok, I don't even know why you invited me yet" you justified yourself, Jiseok sighed, turning the instrument to the side to lie down next to you. His hair smelled like bubblegum, you hated it, everything that referred to that smell reminded you of jiseok and this type of situation was becoming recurrent in a way that you didn't like to think, the feeling was that you were always stuck with things that referred to him and that was just too irritating.

"You are my best friend, there is no one better to help me" Gaon took the phone out of his pocket and checked the messages, a whirlwind, for a second he thought he was flirting with someone by the smile he deposited on his lips, but then he dropped the attention of the device and directed you "do you want to go out today? We're playing in a pub, something simple, but I can bring someone"

No big deal, you weren't at all the performances, but whenever you could, you paid a visit to Jiseok's concerts; college and work took a lot out of you so you couldn't always watch him shining on stage, but by coincidence, you were off that day, and even if you weren't, jiseok's eyes were shining in your direction which indicated that you certainly wouldn't have any choice but to agree to go.

"I'll only go if you put me in the front row" you said quickly, making a genuine smile bloom on jiseok's lips creating noisy butterflies in his stomach.

"Stop" was an unconscious act, a strong mental state taking you out of the reality where you lived, Jiseok had no right to be that way, it made you suffer, reaching the point of despair.

"Hm? What is it? I didn't do anything" he replied looking confused, without any opportunity for an answer, at that moment you could even have tried to muster up some courage to say how uncomfortable you felt lately. Not because it was in any way inconvenient, but because you've slowly come to know that you don't feel the same way.

"Please be dressed!" Jooyeon entered the room with a bang, making you and Jiseok jump and then look at jooyeon's scared expression "am I disturbing something?"

Thank God. you felt that that was the signal for you to get rid of that weird atmosphere that you had incited a short time ago. You laughed, disguising any embarrassment and sat back down on the bed, shaking your head right away.

"Don't make assumptions like that, jooyeon, we've known each other for a while to deduce this kind of relationship" you anticipated by throwing a glance at Jiseok who looked at you and smiled in response to any comment.

"Calm down, it was just a question" Jooyeon raised his hands up in surrender and sat down on the chair that was placed next to Jiseok's desk. "There's going to be a party after the show, Gunil hyung asked to let you guys know since neither of you seems interested in reading messages in the group chat."

"I saw it, I didn't call you because normally you don't like to go to gunil hyung's parties" Gaon tell you putting

the guitar back in his lap and went back to strumming, playing with the chords giving a background soundtrack.

"I will" the guitar goes out of tune and then the boy with the colored hair looked at you dumbfounded, as if something very new and fun had appeared in front of him

"It is serious?" Jiseok asked

"Yeah" You replied

"Amazing!!" Jooyeon cut through the air looking like a new man and stood up "so everyone at Gunil hyung's house for an after party!"

"Okay then I'll meet you later" you pulled your jacket off the bed and got up rather quickly

"But are you leaving already?" Jiseok put a pout on his lips and leaned on his guitar, hoping that would change your mind at least a little bit.

"Yes, I need to do some favors for my sister and get ready, you should do the same and start getting ready" you said adjusting your jacket over your body "see you later"

  You smiled at Jiseok and started towards the exit of the house, taking your car so you could drive back to your home.

Jooyeon watches you leave and then directs to jiseok a look with a smile plastered on his face, totally suggestive, which makes Jiseok frown in mental confusion.

"And then?" Jooyeon asked going to the bed where he sat in the place where you were sitting earlier

"What?" Gaon casually asked, going back to fiddling with the guitar chords but not playing a song itself.

"Weren't you guys really doing anything?" Jooyeon  tossed his hair back before laying down.

"No? Me and y/n are friends, it doesn't make sense for us to be in that kind of relationship" jiseok tried to sound as clear as possible

"Bullshit. it's actually quite easy, you and y/n are both wimps" jooyeon wasn't the kind of friend you joked about, he was observant enough to know all the gaps that both you and Gaon left in the way, even if indirectly you seem to share the kind of energy that could later yield a relationship, you just refuse to see it

"Don't say that kind of shit, especially around y/n, silly" Gaon put the guitar on the base and got up from his bed " I hope you've tuned your bass at least, you just have free time to say that kind of nonsense"

“but if it happened to be convenient you wouldn’t be able to deny it right?” jooyeon asked suggestively

“yes, I think it would be great” jiseok shrugged “but that's impossible to happen, so please stop saying that kind of thing”

"I'm not the one on the defensive," jooyeon replied. Picking up phone from pocket, checking group messages, getting up right after "don't get so cranky, I'm on my way out"

"Hm" Jiseok nodded and then Jooyeon headed outside, leaving him alone.

he was beautiful, there wasn't anyone else who could demonstrate that, jiseok in his ordinary life was already naturally handsome, but on stage you could see it, all that confidence, beautiful clothes, makeup, he was radiant, which made you shiver in anxiety, deposited on the table right next to the stage you could see him tuning the instruments and taking care of all the technical part. everything at the perfect level of damage, you were feeling trapped in his image and that never felt right

the whole club was very beautiful, with well placed lights on the stage all of the band could be seen, jiseok was distracted and you were distracted by his beauty, wondering when it was that you fell into such a deep feeling, that it made your feet float, that made butterflies appear in your stomach to the point of making you feel sick, it was horrible, you wouldn't recommend this kind of situation to anyone where you just fall in love with your best friend with no pretext, jiseok was free, he wasn't meant to be loved and you he knows it, with a heavy heart, but he knows it well.

"what it was?" jiseok waved at you and snapped you out of your melancholy reverie. he kept the guitar suspended on his shoulder, now moving his fingers involuntarily

“no biggie, you look pretty good today” you complimented, jiseok smiled shyly, shrugging his shoulders over your compliment

"nothing else? for me that's actually a lot" said jiseok dumbfounded, you rarely complimented him like that

“I'm trying to be kind, jiseok” you skirted around a little embarrassed

 “oh sorry and thank you,y/n ” you just smiled in return, swung your legs, it didn't take long to see them start.

you weren't sure if you were feeling melancholy at this point, jiseok was formidable on stage, giving the basic animation he provides every performance, getting everyone excited and jumping to the sound of the band. however specifically talking about his habits made you feel a bit jealous. he was at the front as usual, you saw him flirting with someone a few minutes later, smiling and winking.  jiseok tended to transform on stage, but specifically at that moment you felt fully offended, without any ability to hide it, he didn't look one way even second to you in that whole course, regardless of whether they were friends, jiseok didn't seem interested in knowing if you were having fun, he just considered that the distraction of whoever it was was ahead of him, so it would remain that way.

All this toxic path of yours was observed in a way you forgot that you had other friends in that band. even if he didn't fall into the junhan concept with the jungsu who were more to the corner, they noticed his sudden drop in animation.

you didn't drink a lot, you didn't feel in the mood. watched jiseok all that time, joking, being in the prime of his life and as soon as the live ended he disappeared. you didn't need to gather too much to understand where he were, so you stayed where you were, sipping the same drink as before, in deathly silence, feeling out of sorts, wanting to cry for feeling so stupid to harbor these kinds of feelings for jiseok , unbeknownst to him, fearing, watching him slip out of your fingers like water, missing the stares and any opportunity you had to say you liked him but failing utterly in the matter, leaving it for the next day, and the next and on that if spending years where you saw him leave each time with a different person, leaving you planted somewhere, waiting for the moment he would come back.

“Hi” the voice came from behind you, soft, low tone. you turned  head and looked at seungmin who smiled awkwardly, with his hands in his pants pocket

“you guys did really well today”” you quickly changed the subject, smiling a little, getting up

" paid off I would say” he smiled back. seungmin was like that, besides jiseok he was also a very close friend of yours, so it wasn't that strange that he showed up to talk "are you going to the party?"

you pondered, were you in the mood to deal with jiseok dragging the most diverse people everywhere? definitely not. but you had already promised to go to your friends, he soon nodded his head

“look, if you don't want to go I can drop you off at home” seungmin tried to look neutral but he was worried about how you looked not so comfortable there "you know no one will take offense”

"it's okay, I need to have some fun, I've been standing here for a long time, I want to at least make the night even a little bit fun" it was a party. you had your friends, there was no reason to make drama because of jiseok , maybe you were sensitive from an early age, it wouldn't be the last time like it wasn't the others, you could pretend to be used to it and have a little fun

"Sure? You know that after midnight I don't drive anymore, right?" said sungmin indicating the back exit with you, who followed him in a relaxed laugh

“I know, don't worry” you followed to the car with willpower, finding jooyeon leaning against the passenger door, lank hair and ridiculous sunglasses that made you laugh

"ayo!" he said low indicating the backseat "nice to see you"

“No way. y/n in the front seat” Seungmin said getting into the drivers seat, it was always turbulent driving with Jooyeon in the passenger seat so Seungmin made sure to get rid of it. snorting jooyeon went to the back seat and then threw yourself, you entered the passenger and passed the seat belt

“I thought you was going to give up, jiseok just left, that fucker” complained jooyeon looking sorry for being dumped by his best friend

"And what's new? I said I was going to the party, I'm not on Jiseok's feet all the time " you complained, eyes glazed over the road which Seungmin started taking you into the night to Gunil's house

“okay, fair enough, fuck that too, jiseok is a fucking hooker and I need to get my ass kicked” everyone there seemed used to these acts, even laughter came out of their lips with naturalness, but without any humor

The house wasn't that crowded, you could tell it was a private party when you entered, following your friends to the kitchen where you found the drinks laid out for everyone and Junhan in an unusual position to choose a beer or any other drink

“JUNHAN, give me the vodka!!” Jooyeon screamed in the center of the room running to his friend, serving him something that you didn't bother to identify, as your eyes started to run all over the fest, behind those typical cotton candy hairs, without success, wondering what was so special going on for him to be gone.

“He's out somewhere and you said you came to have fun” Seungmin  offered you a beer you gladly accepted, bringing the drink to your lips to take a good drink.

"I wasn't looking for him, okay?" you objected rolling your eyes, turning your attention to seungmin beside you

He shrugged and laughed turning the can of beer over his lips, sipping the taste 

"Whatever, it's been a long time, it's getting to a level you can't contain anymore, I just think you should be more careful with your feelings" he always knew everything, enough to be hilarious, he always knew what what to say at the right time, ready to advise you and you wished that this could be of some comfort in the future, you intended not to take too much to heart so you would seek to resolve this situation as soon as possible.

"What the fuck" you laughed unbelievably, trying to reconsider "I really thought I was being subtle"

  If you were so obvious then why did Jiseok seem to not have picked up on the signs? Why did you feel in that bill snooker? Because the hell it all seemed even more absurd from that point of view, you're best friends and yet he acts like he doesn't know anything about you.

"Maybe not for jiseok" Seungmin shrugged still tasting his own beer.

"Fuck it, I don't want to talk about him right now" you mumbled with your throat full, downed your beer glass and then went deeper into that party.

 You and Seungmin were glued together the entire time from there, the booze rushing into your bloodstream. even though you weren't into it, you used it as an escape, taking it beyond measure. you guys started playing, starting with beer pong, the music blaring and screaming started to rise with your spirits, you even caught a glimpse of jiseok at some point, the cotton candy hair went somewhere and then disappeared, but you he didn't give a damn, you wouldn't bother, if he wanted to be seen he would show up.

 You continued the game, drinking too much, even taking a chance with gunil and his two right feet on the dance floor, laughing at the ridiculousness, joking with your friends for the first time, wondering how you didn't participate in a party like this before. Everyone seemed high in all sorts of ways, your friends would disappear and reappear twice as drunk from time to time, proving the kind of insane you were having to deal with.

 You at some point felt the need to go to the bathroom, you made your way through the halls, a little dizzy, out of breath from dancing so much, and then you stopped in the hallway. that's where you saw jiseok for the first time since the show earlier

you had all the time in the world to end up in this situation, there he was, there was someone else in the vastness, he was crazy drunk and you didn't need more than your eyes fixed on his figure to realize it. Jiseok was kissing, insane, making out with someone fervently, you were sure they were capable of fucking there with some more encouragement and you felt bad again, the feeling of the drink already hitting wrong and so you turned to leave going from encounter with a body.

"All good?" Seungmin knew he was about, even if the smell of the drink was strong he would be able to stop what he was doing to help a friend.

"Hm?" So, voice cracking, you looked away a little disoriented.

"You know you don't have to go through this, right?" Nerves were getting to the edge of your skin, you muttered under your breath, feeling embarrassed.

"Could you kiss me?" You sounded off key but you didn't seem to care, maybe you shouldn't, leaving was the option, but it was after midnight and Seungmin had made it clear. " if you do not want it, no problem…"

He smiled, looked proud, grabbed you by the waist and brought you close to the wall, leaning you there, even though jiseok didn't seem to pay any attention to whoever was in the hallway, you seethed in anger, glared at seungmin and then you felt his lips on yours, a kiss that started out intense. Suddenly everything became silent, you sighed against Seungmin's lips and then you deepened, his lips had a certain strength, the taste of alcohol and watermelon, the desire for revenge that wasn't only up to you to have, maybe him feeling wronged by you.

 Kissing deeply, pressing your body against the wall, your arms wrapped around his neck. seungmin presses his tongue against your lips and you sigh accepting passage, feeling bad for putting it in your mind that actually that should be jiseok there with you, and your bubblegum-scented shampoo, that the one kissing you fervently wasn't just a common friend who accepted your offer for meaningless revenge, something to stroke your bruised ego somehow. you felt bad for seungmin, but you couldn't help but let go of that contact, allow him to let go of you, you kept getting closer, tangling your tongue with his, tangled up in each other, losing your breath, drunk you lost focus for one second, seungmin did everything to give you that attention and then when the lips parted you ended up facing each other, letting a thread of sage run between your lips and relaxed faces, both panting.

you looked to the side and Jiseok was no longer there and then you relaxed your body, bewildered, not knowing how to proceed

“sorry” you whispered to seungmin and pushed yourself away from the wall, already feeling a little more sober “i shouldn't have asked you that”

"I said I was going to get out of hand…but that's okay, was it even worth it?" he asked in a way trying to get you to his answer.

“yeah, you're a fucking good kisser” you laughed suddenly feeling your legs trembling, you knew that seungmin was great like that with exuded confidence, feeling it on your skin was completely new.

“oh thank you” he laughed back “now if you'll allow me I'm going to use the bathroom”

the party was at an end, counting the last people making their way back to their homes. others still drinking and playing, even talking, you could see the remnants of what was a somewhat insane party.

you didn't live too far from there, but as a matter of caution jungsu who was the only one who didn't seem to have drunk himself to death offered to accompany you home, so while he was looking for his coat inside the house, you waited on the side of outside, on the sidewalk, saying goodbye to the people who passed you as they left.

  you were already a little sober when jiseok appeared, stopping beside you, looking from side to side, also looking more sober than the last time you saw him making out with someone in the hallway

“Are you leaving yet?” he said as if he had this whole time in his presence

“yeah, when they said about the gunil parties I didn't think they were that intense,I'm tired” you answered simply, you didn't want to seem upset about a situation you didn't even have the right to be upset about

“sorry for disappearing, I ended up drinking too much in the last few hours” he laughed sheepishly

“okay, it was a unique night, you have your right to celebrate” you look away to the night sky, giving small signs of the morning that would appear in a maximum of an hour

“hm, i saw you and seungmin earlier…i didn't know you guys had that kind of relationship” he started

“we don't, we were just hanging out” you smiled and shrugged. he looked jealous and at some point that gave you comfort, as if his work had been done.

“ah…I see, it seems a little strange, but I'm glad you're free of it” you were ready to answer gaon, maybe skewer his jealous way towards you, say some truths and maybe, just maybe lay your head on the pillow with more peace in your heart, but jungsu appeared quickly cutting the subject

"Sorry I'm late, shall we go now?" jungsu asked turning to jiseok

“coming?” he asked

“no, I need to wait jooyeon, see you later ” jiseok looked strange, but you didn't notice too much, you just bowed and left together with jungsu back to your house. maybe take a break from seeing jiseok, you felt like you were going crazy and it wasn't doing you any good. however the conversation home was very comforting, jungsu had a calm tone in his voice, a pleasant conversation about things that weren't jiseok and that left you immersed until you were at the door of the house, where you thanked jungsu and went inside, looking for comfort from your bed without even cleaning yourself, just sleeping from mental exhaustion, the bitter taste and tingling on your  lips from the kiss given that Seungmin without thinking twice gave you.

You met Jiseok occasionally, two or three times after that. As for Seungmin? No more was heard about this matter, you entered into some kind of agreement where you both agreed to blame it on alcohol, maintaining the friendship was important, but he had been clear in saying that if by any chance you wanted him he would be up for one colorful friendship in the future, but before that it should be resolved with Jiseok; He certainly didn't want to be in the middle of this situation, so he refrained.

As for your relationship with jiseok, everything its normal, you needed some time and even if everything seemed a little weird now you only understood it as a sign to leave it as it was, you soon accepted this condition, you had nothing to complain about just like him, already in that state, you weren't sure if you should say too much about your feelings, every time it came up you took a distance to calm your nerves, at least until you found the courage to say something. Which resulted in a mutual distance, even if everyone in the group of friends refused to say anything, you knew that on Jiseok's side there was something that needed to be said too, but that neither of the clearly irresponsible two wanted to take the first step in to say.

The day was especially hot, days like this are perfect for going out and doing something, but you were stuck there in jiseok's garage, paying attention to the nonsense you saw on your cell phone while the band rehearsed their songs for hours on end. You weren't very interested, it was too hot and that place was hot in a sense where you only thought about one thing, getting out of there and having an ice cream; which is clearly not the case as they argue about music non-stop.

"Do you want to sleep here tonight?" The voice as always came from the background in your attention. You looked confused about actually talking to you and that's when you realized there was no one but Jiseok around, you thought that was the moment where everyone disappeared and so you sat more properly on the couch.

"where is everybody?" you asked confused

“they left… you really don't pay attention” said jiseok indignantly and then sighed “so, do you want to sleep here or not?”

"For?" You didn't seem to understand for sure, but you tried hard not to appear defensive, as your behavior could be considered a bit evasive the last few days.

"I don't know, we seem very distant lately" commented Jiseok with a certain air of guilt, throwing everything into the air. "wanted to have a movie night with you"

"Really, but I don't think it's a good idea" you replied skeptically, you wouldn't face sleeping at jiseok's house and ending up more accurate in that feeling. The way his body behaved already showed that he was much more than upset for some time now.

"Why? Do we always do this?" You sometimes seem not to think, normally jiseok is hard to beat, he wanted everything to go his way and that was why you could rarely deny his requests

"Why not, Jiseok, I don't know… there's no way this is going to work" you were still feeling it, your hands sweating and the memory of him from one corner to the other bringing someone that wasn't you

"Why?" He questioned again

"Jiseok…I-I need to go" you once again being evasive, not wanting to declare yourself at all and then you stand up, making your way outside when jiseok grabs you by the wrist

"No, I want to know what's going on, y/n, since the party our relationship has been shit" he felt for you, he missed his best friend, he wished he could be with you talking and laughing again, he couldn't knowing what went wrong, why, where he seemed to sin so much to be treated as a mere stranger. It hurt deep inside you, like a sharp knife, burying and turning, hurting, wanting to make you scream, you didn't want to, but you were on the verge of crying with despair.

"Are you crying?" He started 

"Sorry" you whimpered, releasing your arm from jiseok's grip, keeping your body where you were "I lost myself, it's been a while, but it's getting unbearable to deal with this, liking you more like a friend hurts my me so much which I can't measure. Seeing you paying attention to other people bothers me, because I wanted to be beyond friendship with you and I can't."

 A weight seemed to come off your  shoulders. You were free, now in a situation where you could be totally denied or accepted for how you feel, it was up to jiseok.

"Sorry to spoil everything, I just can't take it anymore" the tears came out thick, but with relief, until that moment he hadn't allowed himself to cry and then it seemed fair, it was jiseok, he would be able to judge you for being sensitive

"So that's why you kissed Seungmin at the party? I mean, it wasn't because you two were having an affair?" You looked confused, wiped your face with the back of your hand.

"What ?" you asked low

"I thought you were together, I don't know. well, good thing, I thought I would be replaced" Jiseok shrugged. You looked jiseok up and down and frowned, angry, was he acting crazy? Was he playing with your feelings?

"Gaon if you're kidding with my f-" it was a matter of seconds, he held you close to him, body in an impact and his thumb scraping across your cheek, wiping away the rest of your tears.

"Don't call me like that" the thick tone of voice made you skin shiver, your heart pounding and then you felt the touch of his lips on yours.

 It was a dream, it couldn't be anything else. knees shaking, in sheer desperation, you had to hold on to jiseok to keep from falling. He sighed heavily when you reciprocated, keeping your body on his more firmly; moved his lips against yours with precision, as if he already knew your ways, as if he fantasized about kissing you at all times, it made sense that everyone would always want to taste him in some way.

you still didn't know how to deal well with the situation but everything seemed to flow very easily, through jiseok's hands and lips everything seemed to make a sense, deep, unique and full of feelings; you wondered if he kissed all his lovers with the same dedication, or if it was a unique privilege, if it was only for you that he sighed so deeply as he pulled your lower lip, or squeezed your hips so firmly in order to contain the hand tremors when touching you for the first time

you took the daring liberty of pushing jiseok back onto the sofa, he fell breaking the contact, eyes shining in your direction and then you sighed, climbing onto his lap without saying a word and then you went back to kissing, the butterflies fluttered through your stomach, as if everything inside you had come back together, every racing heartbeat and sigh was for jiseok and one and only, your head clouded and you didn't think twice about advancing the other's mouth with your tongue, in a sequence of murmurs and sighs you began to synchronize, steady, spinning and battling.

jiseok's hands held your  shirt by the hem and pulled, breaking the kiss for a while and then getting rid of your shirt, doing the same with his soon after, right there, in the practice room of his house. you pulled his lip between your teeth and smiled, kissing him again, touching his bare torso with your fingers, delicate, given subtle touches in order to make the skin crawl, climb the destiny to the colored hair and hold him by the nape holding firmly, touching the trunks breaking any space that existed between you.

jiseok moved his hands up your back, making a trail to the clasp of your bra and quickly released it, you sighed over his lips and let go for a second to get rid of the underwear; soon you can feel his firm hands cupping your breasts, massaging, daringly playing with your nipples, circling  with his index fingers making you sigh, moan low and then start moving your hips over his cock, looking for contact and relief.

 The bodies getting involved madly in love, kisses and subtle touches on the surface, marking the skin with passion, taking sincere moans from both lips, getting lost in the immensity, your lips kissing him down all over the neck, touching with delicacy, feeling the smell, the texture, marking with the warm breath with each whimper you gave every time you felt his covered cock stimulating in the right way, when you felt the firm sensation of his touches on your breasts, bringing shivers down your back, Leaving you to Jiseok and only him.

Jiseok stopped for a moment, turned around taking you to lie down on the couch slowly, eyes locked on each other and you felt connected with him, like never before did you feel that you two finally got on the same page. Jiseok kissed down your neck, nibbling, tracing with his tongue, his hands over your breasts still he continued down, making his way between them, kissing, keeping the nipples firm between his fingers. He continued his way to your belly, kissing every centimeter, the low moans that came out of your lips served as a certain incentive, then his hands held the waistband of your pants, pulling them down along with your panties in moments, leaving you naked on the hips, his eyes, like never before jiseok saw you completely without clothes which made his dick throb inside the pants he wore

"You are so beautiful" you smiled embarrassed and moaned soon after, feeling gaon's hands opening your legs so he could see you. The kisses running down your stomach, touching your skin, passing over your inner thighs and then with his thumb he explored your region, with the cold fingertip eliciting an incoherent noise from your lips, you literally dripping in pleasure, biting your lip and mouth. trembling took over your body at the touch of the tongue, sliding, majestic, circling your button and sucking like it was a bullet, you don't know where so much practice came from, but you didn't reject the affection, you felt his hands touching your thigh with affection, eyes attentive in what you were doing and you completely losing your mind.

You felt every part of your body burn in a unique sensation, letting go of everything that once made you close your mouth about how you felt about jiseok and the stupidity of having waited so long to feel that way

"baby please continue" you meowed and got a grunt in response, all in your field of vision was the split hairs of your colors in the mess it often is, you never imagined you needed Jiseok between your legs until that moment and now everything seemed to be lost.

Jiseok played with his tongue over your entrance, circling and entering gently, taking your juice desperately, moaning against your pussy like a  crying dog. Now and then he circles and sucks your spot like a toy, pulling from your lips the most promiscuous and beautiful sounds ever heard. Your hands touching the strands of his hair from the front, leaving his face on display and you can see how devoted he was, moaning against your clit, his eyes now intent on yours making you lose your mind again, jiseok wanted to see your every expression and that gave his dick a nice twinge with every taste of the pleasure you felt.

"I will…fuck I'm l-almost" then fingers thrust in, without warning. You moaned something and started rocking your hips towards him, jiseok sucking everything from you and fucking you with his fingers, then you sat down, desperately spilling, biting your lip to contain screaming and then jiseok drank all your liquid, stopping little by little, mounted you with wet lips and chin, licking himself with pleasure

"You're amazing" he said just like that, as he got rid of his pants along with his boxers, making his hardened cock pop out, giving you such a privilege; jiseok helped you to sit down and then he placed himself correctly waiting for you.

 Still panting you knelt down on the sofa and held his cock by the base, jiseok grunted, caressed the top of your head and then gave you permission. You masturbated him, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, ran your thumb over the glans and when the nail started to come out, you mounted it, fitting it over the entrance and it started to slide. Jiseok grabbed your hips to help you and then you rested a bit. You smiled at each other without saying a word and then you started rocking, feeling his cock moving inside you, rubbing against your walls, eliciting beautiful moans from your lips. Jiseok kept a firm hand on your hip, helping the back and forth movement, moaning softly, still maintaining intense eye contact with you little by little your body picked up the rhythm, your arms around his neck and then you joined your bodies , jiseok moaned with the feeling of your breasts pressed over him and kept you in the embrace, running the tip of his tongue over your earlobe, releasing shortly after the sounds in your honor.

 Your  low belly tugged, your fingers returning to the hair on the back of his neck and then you pulled, stroked the chorus, throwing yourself into his arms for support in the thrusts. In a few moments jiseok moved his against your hip, fucking deep, making you moan thinner, more desperate at that time, his fingers marking your skin desperately.

"I-I'm gonna…c-cum" jiseok said with a soft tone in his voice. You didn't stop, you rocked on top of his dick keeping pace, jiseok started moaning louder and then he held you tight fucking you hard, popping noises all over the soundproof space, kissing and biting your neck and then filling you right away after.

You held on, now letting go of the hug you let jiseok play with your breasts while you continued to move, pushing his cum inside you, with soft tones of moans that started to grow again, even sensitized jiseok was pleased with the sight of you rocking and reaching your limit on his dick right after

"M-my god" you whimpered laying your head on his shoulder, feeling his nosy hands leak down to your ass, pulling in a grip that made your pussy contract even around his cock.

"Next time just tell me, I wouldn't think twice about fucking you" complained jiseok groping your ass "I just don't want to have the pleasure of sharing you with anyone in that damn band, you belong to me"

The cold ran through your belly, you murmured getting off of jiseok and fell to the side on the sofa, sitting next to him.

"I say even to you, don't you dare" you stared breathlessly. Jiseok welcomed you with a smile and then moved to the floor, kneeling between your legs, placing them on his shoulders to keep them open "round two"

He dictated without saying a word after, licking all the cum that oozed from her pussy to go back to sucking you.