#Gray aomg smut

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I do almost every boy group and girl groups if you like🙂🙂

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Summer Night - Gray (m)

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Your head hit the wall behind you, you giggled tipsy from the drinks you had in the bar, you assumed he was the same. You wrapped your arms tightly behind his neck attempting to pull his lips down to yours. He didn’t hesitate for a second connecting his lips to yours, his lips moved much rougher than yours, you smiled against his lips trying to match his rough nature.

When you first decided to spend the summer in Busan with your friend you didn’t expect to meet someone like him. You didn’t expect to have a summer fling if that’s what this was. The alcohol in your system helped to keep many thoughts other than him from running through your mind. He trailed his hand under your t-shirt, his warm hands traveled up your stomach resting on the fabric of your bra.

He reached around behind you skillfully finding the clasp and undoing it. He pulled back from your lips removing his hands from under your shirt. He gripped the bottom of your shirt lifting it up, you helped him to get it off of you, he then slid your bra from your shoulders tossing it somewhere in the room. He rested his hands on your hips pulling you away from the door, keeping eye contact with you the whole time. He pushed you onto the bed climbing over you.

He leaned towards your neck littering it with kisses and gentle bites. You wrapped strands of his hair around your fingers with one hand, the other staying on the back of his neck. He moved lower down your neck until he reached your shoulder. He started to get rougher with his movements on your skin. He sucked down to your collarbone biting against it with the intent to leave marks.

His hands undid the buttons on the front of your jeans, one of his hands then slipped under the fabric cupping your heat. He groaned against your neck.

“You’re so wet already,” he said amused, you could feel each of his words against your skin.

He moved off of you pulling your pants down your legs, leaving you in just your panties, while he was still fully clothed. He seemed to have noticed this himself.pulling his white t-shirt over his head. His hands then came to his own pants removing them as well, leaving you both with almost the same amount of covered skin. He settled his weight back over yours, he looked into your eyes momentarily, scanning your face.

His hand that had been cupping your core moved to run up and down your thigh. He picked up where he had left of his lips reattaching themselves to your collarbone, he didn’t stay there long, he continued to move down your chest, his lips took their time at your breasts sucking your nipple into his mouth. His tongue flicked your nipple, you let out a gasp from the action. He left a hot trail with his tongue from one breast to the other, doing the same thing to that one.

He trailed back to the valley between your breasts sucking the skin there to leave a mark before he finally continued down your body. He finally reached where you were hoping was his target, hs fingers looped through the top of your panties teasingly pulling at them. He looked up to meet your eyes, he smirked upon seeing your flustered look, your eyes hooded staring back down at him. he pulled your panties down, his eyes turning that way as well.

He sunk his teeth into his bottom lip, pushing your legs farther apart to settle himself more between them. He made himself eye level with your heat before he leaned closer his tongue found it’s way between your folds lapping your juices with his warm muscle. You let out a breathy moan, gripping the sheets with one hand, the other grabbing his hair once more in an attempt to pull him closer.

He moved to your clit his lips wrapping around the sensitive bundle of nerves. You let out a shaky breath biting your bottom lip to try and hold in any sounds that might escape your mouth. You didn’t want him to stop, the pleasurable tingling made your head spin. You started to move your hips against his face, he gripped your hips tightly to stop this. You could feel your orgasm approaching, it becoming harder to hold your sounds in.

He pulled away from your heat earning a whine from you, he chuckled climbing back over you after he had discarded his boxers. He leaned over you reaching for a condom he tore the foil package before he reached to push it onto himself. He kept one of his hands on your hip, the other on the mattress beside your shoulder. He lined himself at your entrance lightly pushing the head of his member through your folds, he pulled back before repeating the motion to tease you.

He finally pushed himself into you with one quick snap of his hips, your breath caught in your throat, your lips parted. You gripped his shoulder and hair, you tightened your grip on his hair which he responded with, with a growl. You moved your hips against his while he thrust in and out of you at a moderate pace. He gradually sped up, trying to control himself and keep from pounding into you all at once. He wanted to make this last as long as he could, but his control was starting to wear thin, along with your patience.

He pressed his thumb to your clit, his teeth sinking into your neck once again. Your walls tightened aroun his member, while his thumb circled your clit, him pushing you clsoer to your edge. He sped up his thrusts, your head hit the back of the headboard with almost every thrust, but you were too gone to take notice. You had stopped paying attention the sounds coming from your mouths, just enjoying the pleasure he was giving you.

The heat spread through the rest of your body, your mind went blank. You arched your back forward, your chest touching his own. You bit down on your bottom lip, your hips moving sporadically against his. It wasn’t too much longer after you came, that he did the same stilling his hips in you, before attempting to drive himself further into you while he rode out his orgasm. He pulled himself from you discarding the used condom, you covered your eyes with your arm trying to catch your breath.

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[every1studio]

“wearing his clothes” [khh: AOMG]

genre: fluff + SUGGESTIVE

ficstyle: bulletpoints + reactions

prompt: some of faves from AOMG’s reaction to you wearing their shirts 

note: I would love to have some more khh requests so I can get inspired to write more~

JAY PARK

all eyes on deck

Mr. Jay Park had lots of white shirts

but for “some reason,” his attention was on his shirt that you were wearing

it barely covered your lacy underwear 

you were an effortless beauty; he thought as he could feel himself almost drooling 

he’d try to call out to you until he has your full undivided attention before slithering is arm around your waist

might push you into the wall 

might make you all hot and bothered

but he might leave the shirt on

just the shirt 

well the shirt and a couple love marks here and there  

SIMON D

“oh shit”

would do a double take 

at first Kiseok push it off as you were just wearing his flannel

but then he had to look again to see that you were wearing his flannel, off-the-shoulder, with nothing under 

were you really wearing nothing under?

he had to make sure himself; first-handedly

Simon D used SATOORI; SATOORI was VERY effective

would tell you that you looked real cute in his flannel

and it was real cute that you were teasing him 

you know him, teasing him will result in him teasing you

lovely 

GRAY

makes it obvious 

stares at you but doesn’t look away when you catch him

if anything, when you catch him, he’ll just start laughing with adoration in his eyes 

you didn’t even button up the shirt that he was wearing the spicy night before 

so... lingerie + unbuttoned shirt = another spicy moment ready to occur 

Seonghwa knew that but he just didn’t know how to go about it

would probably pretended like it bothered him and start buttoning the shirt up

if you even give him a look telling him not to button it, he’ll rip those buttons open in a split second

LOCO

a giggly mess

probably can’t handle how cute AND sexy you look all at once

also wouldn’t be able to make eye contact

would be stuttering 

wants to look at you 

but his heart wouldn’t be able to take it 

doesn’t help that it long enough to barely cover your bum but it’s short enough to give him a little show 

doesn’t know if he should make a move or you should

if you wanted some action, it’s best to make the move yourself

PUNCHNELLO 

doesn’t know handle how adorable you look in just his hoodie

would baby you at first

can’t get over your sweater paws

would pull the hood over your head and pull you in to kiss you on the nose

this would end up with you straddling him on the couch 

he went from calling you “baby” to “kitten”

is also confused on how oversized his hoodie looks on you and yet you look so erotic 

ELO

would secretly snag a pic

make it his background or lockscreen

either or; or even both 

defines himself as “a kind, bad boy”

loves how his sweatshirt looks on you; it makes his mind run to places an innocent boy’s mind wouldn’t go

BUT he wouldn’t act upon it unless you make the first move

he’ll pick up the most subtle hints; this boy is ready 

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[ukiyoexo]

Comfort Blanket.

GRAY fluff

A/N: Another KHH fic whoop whoop, this time with the lovely GRAY. You know every time I listen to Drive all I can think is “GRAY SEXY ENGLISH TIME” sorry I just thought you’d like to know that.

Pairing: GRAY [Seonghwa] aka the KHH heartthrob x Reader

Company: AOMG

Genre: Fluff with sorta angst but not really

Warnings: Anxiety and kinda a panic attack.

Prompt > “Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.” With Gray

It was expected. The paparazzi swarming you. The bright flashing lights. The persistent yells and your husband’s name. It was all expected yet it still didn’t stop your chest from tightening. It didn’t stop the panicking feeling rising, a nervous sweat forming on your forehead as your heart thumped in your chest, tears pricking your eyes.

You tried to calm yourself, you tried your best to steady your breathing. You kept on telling yourself all you had to do was get past security and you would be safe, you could get on you flight and get home. Everything would be ok - but that didn’t matter because right now, things weren’t ok.

Seonghwa’s bodyguards huddled around you as you shuffled through the airport, they tried their best to look after you but it didn’t matter when you only comfort blanket had vanished out of your sight. You swore that Seonghwa was in front of, you had watched him as he carried your sleeping daughter, they were there just before but they had vanished. And despite the masses of people around you, without them in front of you, you felt overwhelmingly alone.

You didn’t want to cry but as the first tear dripped down your cheek, it was like it had opened all the floodgates. Social situations were never your thing so being surrounded by flashing cameras did more than just stress you out. As you raised your hand to wipe your wet cheek, that’s when you finally felt the reassuring grip you had been searching for finally wrap around your wrist. Within moments you had been ushered into a small side room, away from the preying eyes.

“Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.” Seonghwa’s voice was like a soft lullaby in your ears, his warm body pulling you into a tight hug. “I’m here Y/N.” He kisses the top of your forehead.

“W-where’s Y/D/N?” You once again felt the stress knot itself in your stomach, only unravelling when your husband signalled to the corner of the room where your daughter was making her way through a colouring book. “I-I’m so-sorry.” Your breath was shaky.

“You don’t have to be sorry babe. As long as you are ok, that’s all that matters yeah?” Seonghwa pulled away from you slightly so that he could look into your bloodshot eyes. A sympathetic look on his face. “I love you Y/N.” He nodded at you comfortingly.

“I love you too.” You finally managed to crack a smile.

You, Seonghwa and your daughter stayed in that room for a while, calming your nerves before once again facing the cluster of paparazzi. This time your husband’s hand never once leaving yours.

[hangulfan]

Hey guys, its been awhile, sorry being an adult is kicking my butt, but I will start posting the second part of the "Keeping love again" series.

[channy-mae]

AOMG Scenarios

Jay Park-

Instagram Couple (A/F/S) 

Simon Dominic-

Bad Night Out (A)

Gray-

Sik-k-

Alcohol (A)

Once a Cheater (A)

Just A Splash (F)

[smitten--kitten]

Giving AOMG Head Under the Table:

Simon:

Gray:

Jay:

Loco:

Ugly Duck:

Wonjae:

[disloopy]

Hidden Camera

woo wonjae

genre: fluff

word count: 1.2k

a/n. holy shit i miss wonjae so muchhhhh also i got this request like LAST YEAR n i finally had the motivation to write it hehe

request: your a youtuber who was asked to do a prank on your boyfriend

You grit your teeth excitedly in the process of setting up the video camera. You have little to no experience on pranks so this might be a little hard. When the camera is well hidden under a towel, you step back and press record, checking to see if the room was in full view.

“Wonjae just called,” you whisper, not exactly sure why you’re whispering. “He’s gonna be home in like 5 minutes.” You leave the camera and pace around the room, trying to get into character. The sound of the front door being unlocked startles you for a second and you glance toward the camera with a momentary smile.

“Jagi, I’m home!” Wonjae calls out and you feel your heart pound with excitement although you plaster that faux frown on your face, hoping to fool him. Wonjae walks through the door and sets his backpack to the side before wrapping his arms around you, pulling you into a soft kiss. You gently tug yourself away from him.

“How was your day?” You ask nervously.

“Hm,” he shrugs, pulling off his beanie to rub his hands through his matted hair. “It could better. I gotta go to the studio in a while so hopefully it’s not that bad.”

You walk over to the bed, avoiding Wonjae’s gaze. “About that…” Wonjae looks at you expectantly. “You wrote lyrics yesterday, right? You were supposed to record them today?” He nods, putting his beanie aside and furrowing his eyebrows at you.

“Well… I kinda did this stupid thing,” you begin very slowly and Wonjae’s expression becomes unreadable. You decide to finally go all in. “I threw them in the garbage the other day and…”

“What?!” Wonjae’s eyes suddenly widened in shock, his lips parted to show just how astonished he was at your statement. “You’re joking, right? Cause this is not funny.” You pressed your lips together to suppress a smile and then turned away from him, fearing bursting into laughter at any moment.

“No babe, I’m not joking,” you told him with a shake of your head. “I wish I was… and I’m so sorry, I was cleaning up and I guess I accidentally threw away your stuff.”

Wonjae was silent, frozen in spot as if he truly couldn’t believe the words coming out of your mouth. “Accidentally? My stuff is in my file… there’s no way you could have accidentally threw them away.”

You shrugged, smiling sympathetically. “I don’t know… it must have come out. Anyway, the lyrics were terrible in the first place…”

“I’m…” Wonjae faltered as he sat on the edge of the bed, back slumped and lips pursed, unable to take in the situation. “You told me they were good, though?”

“I know I did, baby, I didn’t want to hurt your feelings. Why are you talking about that stuff in your lyrics though… isn’t it better to just write about how much you love me or how much you love the life?”

“you’re joking, right?” asked Wonjae, shaking his head in disbelief. “Those lyrics meant a lot to me… they were about my personal struggles… I’m not going to write about stupid stuff like that.”

You laughed, slightly embarrassed. “It’s stupid to write about how much you love me?”

“No babe, I didn’t mean that. I just mean everyone already knows how much I love you… I wanted them to hear my story.”

“No one wants to hear that stuff these days,” you replied, waving your hand in dismissal. “They want something they can dance to at the club… I’m sure your boss would agree.”

“Y/N, what are you on about?” Wonjae suddenly snaps and you blink, nervous once again. “This is so humiliating… what am I going to tell Jay? I was supposed to record today and now I have to write them all over again. What’s wrong with you?”

“It’s no biggie, we’ll write them again. I’ll help you.”

“What the hell is wrong with you, Y/N? I didn’t expect this from you.”

You placed your hands on your hips, breathing out slowly so that you wouldn’t end up laughing. “You’re taking this too seriously.”

“You’re taking this too god damn lightly!” Wonjae exclaims and you step back, suddenly scared that you might have pushed this too far. He doesn’t usually raise his voice on you. “This is my entire fucking career, can your pretty little mind understand that?” You begin to reply but he just continues. “No, of course you can’t understand that. You’re just a stuck precious little bitch that has always had everything handed to you on a silver platter.”

You fall silent, scratching the back of your head as tears spring to your eyes. “Babe…” you whisper quietly, not knowing what to say. “It was just a joke…”

“Everything’s a fucking joke to you, isn’t it, Y/N,” Wonjae says bitterly. “This is why I’m sick of being with you… you never take anything seriously.”

“What…?”

“Haven’t you noticed how I’ve been staying out longer these days? It’s cause I’m trying to avoid being around you.”

You sniff, blinking back tears as you stare at Wonjae. You actually haven’t noticed all that but if this is what Wonjae had been thinking all this time then what even was the point? You just stayed quiet, not knowing what to do or say after everything Wonjae had said.

“You’re a big fucking baby, you know that.” Wonjae’s words cause you to look back at him and saw  that a smile was creeping onto his lips. “You can dish it out but don’t know how to take it.”

“What do you mean?” you asked, truly confused.

“What I’m saying is that you’re really bad at acting,” he stood up and walked over to the place where you had hidden the camera. “And this is a basic ass hiding spot… come on, I thought someone who has youtube experience would know that.”

Tears suddenly overflow and you bring your hands over you beating heart as you relax. “Oh my god! What the fuck, Wonjae?” You punched his shoulder and he started to laugh, rubbing the sore spot. “You scared the shit out of me.”

“Well, someone had to do the job right,” Wonjae said, shaking his head as he pulled you close to his chest. You cried a little only because you had really thought he wanted to break up. “Shh… it was a joke, baby.” He kissed the top of your head and patted your hair. “Now stop crying.”

“I really thought you wanted to break up and I was angry, I was going to show you that I hadn’t really thrown out your lyrics.”

“I think you need some more practice,” said Wonjae, pulling you down on the bed and climbing over you. “But give me a little something before I leave for work, will you?” He lowered his head into your neck, kissing you roughly and you sighed, running your fingers through your hair.

“You didn’t mean any of that, right?”

Wonjae pressed his lips against yours. “Of course not, babe… now quit talking about that.”

You laughed quietly as he began to tug off your clothes. “The camera’s still on, babe… just wait a second so I can turn it off.”

He didn’t let you leave though and just scoffed, pulling you back. “Keep it on… you’re viewers need to see something interesting for once.”

LISTEN i feel like wonjae may be lowkey freaky. i’m telling you it’s the quiet ones.

[cosmicvega]

I am so dead at the title omg. Vlad was really reaching. The worst part is that when the issue was addressed, Jay clearly stated that he didnt want to repeat the comments that he made, but vlads messy ass just had to drag up them receipts. But honestly tho i am proud of the way jay handled that shit cause that shit was cringy af. (but he looked cute tho)

[kingkiseok]

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I'm thinking about doing fake texts again, if you have any request (khh and some kpop) feel free to ask! 🤗♥️

[kpopgurlz]

AOMG's reaction to you getting hurt on set of your first Korea drama.

The situation: you get a supporting roll on a Korea drama and you are super excited about it and your bae is too. But mostly because you don't have any romantic scene with any of the guys on the show.

Jay Park

After your manager tells you the good news you lose your shit! You can't believe you got the part and the first person you want to tell Jay. Jay is happy for you and the two of you celebrate your big break. But after you get hurt on set get cause one of your co stars drops you while shooting a scene and causes you to sprang your wrist, Jay flips the hell out and shows up the next day with all the guys from AOMG.

Y/N: you better not be here to start some shit

Jay: I'm not, but if he drops you again ima drop his ass.

Y/N: leave, no all of you leave.

Simon D

When you tell Simon about you part in a new drama his first question is if you have to kiss anyone. Once he finds out that you don't he is noticeably releaved. Then he finds out you got hurt on set because on one of your co stars and he invites the co star out for dinner. You ever find out what happened during the dinner but now your co star is to afraid to even talk to you let alone touch you.

Y/N: Simon what did you do!!

Simon: we just talked.

Gray

When you get hurt on set you turn into a baby and call gray immediately. Gray does his best to claim you down over the phone but you tell him you won't stop crying until he comes to you, so he comes on set.

Gray: JAGI ARE YOU A BABY OR SOMETHING?!

You pout and run to him crying.

Gray: OK OK... Let me kiss it and make it all better.

Ugly Duck

After telling ugly Duck about getting hurt on set after a co star drops you, he doesn't have much to say about it. But he shows up on set the next day and talks to the director and the situation. And the scene where you get picked up by your co star is completely taken out.

Ugly Duck walks up to you while you're getting your make up done and kisses you on the forehead.

Ugly Duck: I took care of that problem for you. See you later bae.

Y/N: what did you do? Ju kyung!

Ugly Duck walks off as he waves bye to you and blows kisses.

LOCO

As soon as loco hears you got hurt he comes to comfort you and confront the co star that hurt his baby.

Loco: have you lost your fucking mind?! How dare you drop this Nubian goddess.

Y/N: loco!

Loco: shhh baby.

Loco grabs your head and presses it against his chest.

Loco: my poor baby.

Elo

You wait until you get home to tell elo about your day. When you get home to find that elo has cooked all you favorite food to celebrate your success and when you tell him you got hurt, he looks at you very seriously.

Elo: did you make the guy pay for it?

You grin.

Y/N: I "accidentally" hit him in the nuts.

You and elo high five and he kisses you on the lips.

Elo: that's my girl.

Woo won jae

When you tell woo your co star dropped you during filming he immediately starts laughing. But once you get home and he sees you actually got hurt he feels super guilt about laughing. So he babies you until your better.

Woo: it's has probably that fat ass of yours that made him drop you. Not to many men can handle that thing like I can.

Cha cha Malone

When you tell Malone about your fall on set you can tell he's vexed, but he claims himself down an heads up stairs to run you a bath. Once your in the tub Malone gets in with you and holds you while the two of you tell each other about your day.

Malone: and here I thought I was going to get lucky tonight.

Y/N: who says you won't.

Malone: girl don't play with me.

Both of you laugh as Malone kisses you on the cheek.

Hoody

Hoody can be extremely irrational when it comes you to so you don't tell her about getting hurt when you get hurt on set, but once she finds out all hell breaks lose. Not only does her threaten your co star but she also disses him during an interview.

Y/N: You really got to chill bae, you're going to get me fired.

Hoody: I'm sorry it just pisses me off that someone hurt you... But I'll chill out for you...

[randomdancingscenarios]

Blind

Pairing: Jay Park x Reader

@lady-une Happy Thanksgiving haha

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

You last left off with Jay kissing you.

Genre: Fluff and smut… A lot... Sorry 

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You unexpectedly kissed him back, his eyes widen then began to close as your kiss became deep and passionate. You sat up as your tongues danced in each others mouth, his hands cupped your perfect face ever so lightly.

He couldn’t believe he was actually kissing you. He had dreamed of this moment many times before but didn’t think it would actually happen. He knew how much you loved Simon and how you would never hurt him.

But at this moment he didn’t care about how Simon felt. He had hurt you and all Jay wanted to do was take all your pain away.

Kissing Jay sent butterflies to the pit of your stomach which numbed the pain of missing Simon. You couldn’t help but want more. You Yearned for him to Kiss and caress the rest of your body. Your hands touched his chest, his skin was smooth to touch yet scorching hot. You felt his heart racing. He pulled away studying your face.

Jay: Y/N… I

You crushed your lips against his not letting him finish. The more intense your kissing became the faster your heart became. You wanted more. You pushed jay back and began to pull your night gown off.

Jay: Holy fuxk!!

There you were straddling Jay in nothing but your panties. You felt Jay poke you.

You smirked. Jay grabbed you and flipped you over. You let out a little squeak. He studied your body taking in your curves and beautiful skin. You couldn’t help but blush. His eyes made you feel some type of way and you loved it.

Y/N: So are you just gonna stare or are you going to do something?

Jay: I’ve been waiting for this moment since the day we met.

He leaned down and starting kisses and sucking on your breast. His hands roaming down your stomach to your panties. Your breathe quickened.

He pulled your panties to the side.

Jay: Damn Y/N, you are so fuxking wet.

Just the thought of him made you wet. You bit down on your bottom lip. God his fingers feel so amazing. You squirm at the thought of him being inside you.

You let out a slow low moan and Jay looked up at you and smirked at how knowing he was the one making your body react the way it is.

You let out a little whimper when he stoped.

Jay: Don’t worry baby there is more where that came from.

He leaned down to give you a long passionate kiss right before he slid his member into you. You let a loud gasp and moan. Just the reaction he was looking for, he began long slow thrust just to set his pace and ease you into what was about to go down.

Your moans became louder and your breath became shallower. He quickened the pace giving you short quick thrust. You couldn’t help but dig your fingers into his back. He took that as a sign to go deeper and harder.

You knew what you were doing was completely wrong but it felt so right. You didn’t want it end.

Jays thrust became slower and deeper.

Jay: Fuxk… Fuxk your p*ssy feels so amazing around my dixk.

You knew he was about to finish. Hell you were on the verge of finishing yourself.

To your surprise Jay pulls out.

Jay: I want you to suck your juices off my dixk.

Without hesitation you began to suck Jay. He started cursing under his breath.

Jay: Turn around and get on your knees.

You did as you were told. You got on your knees and you felt Jays fingers rubbing up and down your rosebud. He took in this magnificent sight.

HE slid in and moaned. He immediately started thrusting hard and fast. You always liked it kind of rough. Your moans filled the air along with his low grunts. He was nearing completion. He reached around and started playing with your button. That send fire throughout your body.

Y/n: Fuxk Jay! Harder!

He put both hands on your hips and began thrusting harder and faster.

Jay, Y/N: FUxk!

Jay collapsed onto the side of you. You both played there for a good bit catching your breathe.

Jay: Damn that was amazing, I didn’t think i would last this long haha.

Y/N: Yea that was pretty amazing.

You rolled over to look at Jay, he was staring at the ceiling grinning from ear to ear. He looked over at you and planted one last kiss on your lips.

Jay: We should probably clean up haha.

Y/N: Yea. Im gonna jump in the shower real quick, you should change the sheets. You quickly got up and showered. Thoughts of Simon were running rapid in your mind. You tried to block them out with a little singing.

You didn’t notice Jay standing in the doorway to the bathroom while you attempted you sing one of his songs. He couldn’t help but smile. Seeing you like this singing one of his songs well attempting to sing one of his songs. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You shut off the water dried off and slathered lotion all over your body.You noticed one of Jays shirts laying on the counter. You slid into his shirt and walked out the bathroom.

Fuxk Thought Jay. Seeing you in his shirt confirmed his feelings. He honestly truly loved you and if he had to fight for it he would.

Y/N: I hope you don’t mind me wearing one of your shirts, it was the only thing near me in your bathroom.

Jay: Nah. Its cool. You look amazing in it.

You started to feel your face get hot so you look away.

Jay: Haha. Come get in bed so i can warm you up.

You jump in bed and crawl under the covers. Jay pulls you closer and wraps his arms around you burring his face in the nape of your neck. He kisses your neck.

Jay: I love you Y/n.

Y/N: I love you too Jay.

The sound of his breathing puts you to sleep.

[ Bzzz Bzzz]   [Bzzz Bzzz]

You awaken in your bed dazed. Was it all a dream? You pull the covers down to reveal Jays tee.

[Bzzz Bzzz]

You rolled over to see your phone going off on the  nightstand.

[Sammy D]  

Call Me please jagi

I’m Sorry please

COME HOME.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Authors Note: This is part 3 of my Simon and Jay thing. I wrote this at 3 am so please bare with me.

[bambamintoblockb]

Imagine having a sleep over wit gray 😫

[demiebby]

Fuck Them Flower (Fuck) Boys [GRAY X OC [AMBW]]

Characters: London (OC), Lee Sunghwa/Gray, Kwon Hyukwoo/Loco, Jung Kiseok/Simon Dominic, and Park Jaebeom/Jay Park

Summary: Gray’s ex-girlfriend is an underground rapper and she has some unsettled things to settle with him. She throws his name in a diss, exposing their relationship and bad-mouthing his crew. Later he confronts his bitter ex-girlfriend in person and they release their anger out by fucking.

Warning: Swearing, minor violence, angry sex, slut-shaming

Hyukwoo was seated in the lobby of AOMG’s building. He was on his Instagram opening up DMS, liking posts, commenting on very few, and slyly stalking the profiles of fans. While he was on his phone fiddling around with the photo-sharing app, he felt an odd sensation in his gut. He didn’t know what it was, yet he paid the feeling no mind. Ignoring the tingle in his abdomen, the rapper exits from Instagram and goes onto his Kakao Talk. As soon as he opens it there’s a message from someone with the name “Livvy” followed by several fire emojis.

He stares at the username dumbfoundedly, his eyebrows creasing and lips frowning. The male mumbles questioningly before opening up the chat. There’s a link to a Youtube video after that the message, “Kekekekekekekeke Gray oppa Kekekeekekeke you son of a bitch How could you do this to her?????” A row of red-faced angry emojis.

Maybe the feeling in his gut was warning him about this.

The sound of people entering the room isn’t noticed by Hyukwoo. His stomach is in knots and his ears conceal the voices that are shouting his name. His thumb twitches as it hovers above the link to the video. A sudden shove to his left side has him falling on his back on the sofa. He snaps out from his trance and looks up at his attacker.

It’s Kiseok and with him is Jaebeom and… Sunghwa.

Kiseok barks out, “I’ve been calling your name what’s got in your ears Loco?” Jaebeom stands behind Kiseok nodding his head to agree with the elder.

Hyukwoo quickly apologizes as he sits upright and bows his head to the older man. “S-Sorry. I got caught up because someone sent me a thing about Gray hyung.”

Sunghwa is alert when he heard his name. He grunts and looks over Kiseok’s shoulder. “What about me?”

Hyukwoo’s heart pounds against his chest. His hands become clammy and he fiddles with his phone in his hand. His left hand scratches the side of his head; his eyes refusing to meet Sunghwa’s. Should he even tell the man? Should he tell him in front of their bosses? Hyukwoo swallows and holds up his iPhone the younger’s hand shaking.

There’s a sudden tension that absorbs the room. Kiseok and Jaebeom both stared at each other, the two men speculating on what was going on. Jaebeom’s eyes went to Sunghwa, who appeared to be piqued. Sunghwa wanted to know what in the hell Hyukwoo was leading this into.

“What,” Sunghwa grits through his teeth and he gently moves Kiseok aside to stand before Hyukwoo. The producer holds his hand out and the phone is placed in his grasp. “About me?” He snarls.

The younger ponders on his words; then he shakingly murmurs, “Someone sent me a message with a Youtube link.” When glowering eyes glared at him he immediately adds, “I didn’t open it, but it has something to do with you.”

As Sunghwa quickly unlocks Hyukwoo’s phone, Kiseok looks over his shoulder to glance at the phone’s screen. His eyes go to Hyukwoo, the younger staring at the ground, expression bleak. He turns his attention to the phone and the Youtube app loads up to a video.

Jaebeom huddles close to the phone, tilting his head to read the title, “London Fuck them Flower Boys” There was a bad feeling about this and he just knew it. From his perspective, it was obvious that the title was directed towards “flower boys”. Flower boys in their label, to him would have to be Gray and Loco. He had mentioned this when he was on the You Hee-yeol’s Sketchbook a while ago. Their fans known of Gray, Loco, and sometimes Elo to be “flower boys”.

The CEO put two and two together, coming to his own conclusion that this would have to be a diss towards Sunghwa. But for why? He didn’t have an answer for that. Jaebeom emits an anxious sigh, folding his arms behind his head. His foot taps on the floor periodically.

“Fuck man…” Jaebeom says under his breath and takes a few steps away from Sunghwa and Kiseok.

Before long Kiseok’s gritty voice snarls, “What the fuck is this?”

The video begins with the light tempo of a piano playing in the background. At the same time the piano plays the resonance of a phone ringing comes up. Soon a voice that the three men all knew answers, “Baby, you know I miss you so much.” The voice belonged to Sunghwa.

“Gray,” Kiseok barks and he’s shushed by Jaebeom. He glares at the other man, but doesn’t retort. Instead he listens to the audio.

“I know you miss me, I miss you too. I hate that you’re so far away.”

Sunghwa’s jaw clenched and his grip tightened on the phone. He could distinguish that familiar purr and sensual voice from anyone.

Jaebeom awed at the female’s voice a perverted grin upon his face. He exclaimed, “She sounds sexy!”

Kiseok hits Jaebeom on the side of his arm and scolds him, “It’s not the time for that,”

Through the phone Sunghwa’s voice interjects, “Yeah… I’m flying out to you tomorrow. Make sure that sweet ass is in that lingerie set I bought for you.”

“I’ll wear it just for you Daddy.”

The word “Daddy” is repeated until it fades away and the piano is playing heavy keys. The song plays a calm melody while a female’s voice raps to the beat.

“You said you’ll always be with me

But you’re always overseas

I know that you’re busy but you need to listen

This is gonna hurt me from the bottom of my heart

I know you never, ever meant to tear us apart

You did things that my ex could never compete with

Showered me with love and showed me what love is

All I asked was for your loyalty”

Abruptly the music stops and the woman’s voice growls.

“But you never gave it

So now Imma let the world know who you really are

That you’re not just a fucking Kpop star

You’re a bitch, you’re a liar, and a cheat

I wished you never met me on the fucking street

You got a skinny bitch sucking your dick

Meanwhile I’m in Cali worried sick

About you

My people telling to let you go

Not gon’ do

Should have listened because all you did

Was treat me like a toy

Playing around with my feelings

Fuck them Flower (Fuck) Boys”

Sunghwa can’t seem to think straight as he listens to each lyric. His body went tense when his ex-girlfriend barks out the last sentence aggressively. He sensed that she was pissed when she was recording this. Though she didn’t have to throw his name in the dirt like that. She didn’t have to expose their secret relationship of a few months. He’ll have a lot to face with in the next day when it gets in the public. Dispatch will make a blog about it, fans will go crazy over the whole fiasco, and as for himself… he didn’t know what he’ll do.

This wasn’t looking so good for the company. Kiseok rubs his hands together and prays to the heavens that it doesn’t show up in the limelight. Up till now AOMG have been involved in scandals and speculations from the media. Jaebeom with his iconic “2nd Thots” song and Sunghwa’s rumor about him dating SNSD’s Tiffany. Granted that the false reports were months apart of each other, Kiseok knew they were still talked about. It was never let down. Now this happens… this presumably would be the trending topic.

Hyukwoo stands to his feet and clears his throat. “I’m sorry Gray hyung.”

Sunghwa was going to respond but the song snatches his attention.

“Always on your grind

Said you have the time

But you never did

Why the fuck you lyin?

I didn’t want to do this

But now I gotta do this

Put your name on the spot

Let ‘em know what’s hot

Lee Sunghwa

Jwe-song-ham-nida

You never wanted your friends know

We almost got caught backstage at the show

I had to lie and say I was your fan

When really I was your girl and you my man

Sexting me on the low

I still got those nudes in my phone

I had your ass hooked

Had your homies wondering what got chu booked

But now all of that’s over

‘Cause you decided to cheat

Left me for some bitch named Tiffany”

Jaebeom flinches when the name “Tiffany” is thrown into the lyrics. She was bitter towards Sunghwa being with Tiffany. Whoever this London girl was, she had evidence, hard evidence, against Sunghwa. Despite it being disputed into a song. The CEO had to give the girl her props, she was vocal about her emotions and had no filter. Yet as he thought about it, Jaebeom needed to do something to prevent from this getting around. He couldn’t watch as Sunghwa get his named dragged.

Kiseok dejectedly shakes his head when the song finally ends. He steps away from the men and goes down the hallway. The room was deafening silent before a grating animalistic roar could be heard. Three heads turned in the direction of the corridor. Kiseok came storming out from it, his sharp eyes glaring at Sunghwa.

“What the fuck did you do to make this girl pissed? Huh?” Kiseok interrogates Sunghwa, stepping close to the man.

Sunghwa remained quiet. Deep down he too was boiling with anger. Unlike like Kiseok he preferred to keep his temper in. His eyes were downcast as he returned Hyukwoo his phone. He couldn’t dare himself to look at Kiseok right in his eyes. Sunghwa could sense the elder’s enraged glare aimed at him. In a way Sunghwa felt ten times smaller. His hands were dropped to his sides hanging loosely as if he had no bones at all.

When an answer was not given, the collar of Sunghwa’s shirt was snatched by Kiseok. Jaebeom had little time to react to prevent Kiseok from grabbing the man. The elder forcefully backed Sunghwa into the nearest wall the younger’s back colliding with the panel. A picture frame tremble on the wall, thankfully, not collapsing to the floor and shattering. Sunghwa releases a pained groan and his eyes meet Kiseok’s for the first time. His heart stopped beating when he saw the rage within them.

Kiseok was furious.

Jaebeom and Hyukwoo rushed over to the two men. Hyukwoo grabbing Kiseok’s wrist in an attempt to free Sunghwa’s shirt meanwhile Jaebeom held the older’s waist. Both men were pulling Kiseok away from the man. Kiseok couldn’t hear their pleas to let Sunghwa go. He was seething at Sunghwa for not telling him or Jay that he was dating a girl. Had they had known, this situation could have been prevented.

The producer’s eyes begged for Kiseok to release him. He lifted a hand to push at Kiseok’s chest. It was then that the other man decided enough was enough. His hand let loose from Sunghwa’s shirt and he staggered back away from the intimidated male. Jaebeom and Hyukwoo let go of Kiseok as well.

Hyukwoo was the first to rush over to Sunghwa and check to see if he was unharmed. No damage was done to him physically yet there was an emotional injury. For one, Sunghwa couldn’t grasp the fact that Kiseok had placed his hands on him. Secondly, he up to this time was angry towards London. Finally, he couldn’t make sense of the whole tight spot he somehow managed to get into. He glanced at Jaebeom, who was patting Kiseok on his shoulder to calm him down. Then his eyes drifted over to Kiseok, even now he held the enraged gaze of a raging bull.

Kiseok’s finger briskly points at Sunghwa, “Find out who this girl is and see if you can get your way out of this.” He scolded, lowering his hand back down. “We’ll try to pay off the people who’s sharing this, but you have to face the music. Get in touch with this London chick and tell her to remove the song off from the Internet.”

That being said the eldest gathers his things and storms out from the room. He leaves behind Hyukwoo and Jaebeom, both men looking to Sunghwa expectantly. Sunghwa just shakes his head and trudges in between the two to sit on the sofa. They share a brief look before they leave as well. When the door closes gently behind Hyukwoo, Sunghwa howls in anger. Never in his life had he dealt with something as inconvenient as this. This was the biggest issue he had been involved in.

He takes his phone out from his back pocket and goes through his contacts. As luck would have it, London’s phone number was saved into his phone. He didn’t want to call, for fear of the woman not answering. Instead what he did was sent her a text message. It read, “I’m flying out to Santa Monica. I’ll meet up with you at your house. Just let me in, we have to talk.”

Sunghwa taps his foot on the ground, and places the phone up to his lips. He’s nervous to meet with his spiteful ex-girlfriend to discuss over the diss track. The man could do nothing other than plead to God that it ends off nicely. No arguments, no fighting, just mature adults talking over their issues wisely.

He books a flight straight to California. During the course of his tedious flight, Sunghwa was unable to get a blink of sleep. He stayed awake for the first six hours fiddling with his phone. He was getting constant texts from Jaebeom, Kiseok, Hyukwoo, his mother, and other friends of his sudden disappearance. Jaebeom and Hyukwoo were concerned for his safety. Meanwhile Kiseok threatened him not to come back until he had cleared his name. His mother, on the other hand, was worried that he’ll get into trouble with his company for departing suddenly. If only she knew the half of it.

Truthfully, Sunghwa had never told his mother of his relationship with London. The reason being that London was Black. He was dating a Black girl without his mother’s knowledge. Sunghwa was born into a Korean family, raised surrounded by Koreans, and spoke Korean. However, when he met Jay and joined AOMG, Sunghwa was exposed to foreign women. He was in a way obligated to be surrounded by fans of color.

His first “time” with a foreign woman was with a Latino fan in Houston, Texas. She had an all-access pass to backstage, he flirted with her, and gave her his hotel room. Soon afterwards, they were having sex in his suite. It was a risky decision to make, considering the girl could have exposed him then. Fortunately she didn’t and the affair was kept a secret between him and the anonymous fan.

While in the streets of California some years before, Sunghwa stumbled upon London. The girl had stunned him with her overwhelming beauty. At the time it was sunset and the sun had her dark skin glowing. The warm reds, orange tones, and yellows in her skin had Sunghwa drooling. He had no idea he was staring at London until she boldly walked up to him and pointed it out. Her soft fingers closed his mouth, the tips brushing along his lips in sync to a wide smile upon hers. Long, straightened black hair blew with the wind as alluring doe eyes gazed at him.

They exchanged names, and then numbers, and soon London was the next girl in Sunghwa’s bed. She was meant to be a fling. Just a one-night stand. On the other hand, there was just something about London that had him whipped. There was an aspect more to the woman than just her flexibility in the bed sheets. He went on to date her for a year. He kept them a secret from those he loved, for a whole year. The couple was going to make it to two years, until his rumor of him dating Tiffany broke out. London had evidence that Sunghwa was cheating on her with the woman. Screenshots of text messages and real photos of the two out on “dates”. She cut off contact with Sunghwa, leaving him to his own devices and ending their seemingly promising relationship.

On the flight to Santa Monica, Sunghwa by a stroke of luck gets a lengthy two hours of sleep. He sleeps with his head tilted against the cushioned seat and phone in his right hand. All the while he’s having vivid thoughts of meeting London in the long run. He hopes to settle this nicely.

His plane lands in Santa Monica, the stewardess announcing the local time to be 12 at midnight. Sunghwa hoped she wasn’t asleep just yet. He leaves off the plane and arrives in the airport. Using one of their payphones, he calls up a taxi. From then on, Sunghwa is driven out to London’s house. He looks out at the window when he comes upon the familiar neighborhood scattered with soaring palm trees. Immense stone-crafted houses with two door garages. A few cars such as Hondas, Toyotas, and BMW’s parked on the street. Bright fluorescent street lights illuminate his face.

The driver slows down to a stop and the gut-wrenching sensation returns. Sunghwa pays the driver by swiping his debit card and then exits the vehicle. He walks along the curves of the concrete path that leads to London’s door. He takes the elevated steps and stands before the intimidating coffee-brown door.

“Don’t come back until you get this shit settled.”

Kiseok’s voice resounds in his head the moment he remembers the text message.

He knocks on the door several times not long he gets an answer. The door is swung open and behind it reveals London. Her beauty is unchangeable. She wears a baby pink satin robe the length of it stopping above her knee. In her nose is a single stud pierced in her left nostril. Her previous black mane now dyed a steel gray styled in loose ripples of waves. His eyes lower down to the tattoo above her breast, peeking from underneath the contents of the robe. His sight goes to her thick thighs at present they’re covered with dragons swirling amongst flowers on the sides of her legs.

London realizes that Sunghwa’s gawking at her and she sucks her teeth. She covers her chest with the robe tugging the fabric while shouting, “Gray! Eyes up here!” The man jumps by the sudden yell and his eyes immediately look at hers. She rolls her eyes followed by a shake of her head. Her nose crinkled at the audacity he had to ogle her and lips curled. She grudgingly shifts aside to let the man into her home.

Sunghwa enters, heading straight for the living room. London follows after him going to sit on the sofa adjacent to the man. Again, Sunghwa is met with tension in the room. He’s not speaking and neither is London. They both know why Sunghwa is here yet neither speak openly of the subject.

The gray-haired girl stands to her feet when several minutes pass. She flattens down her robe and struts into her kitchen. Sunghwa doesn’t follow her, instead he keeps his place in the living room. His phone vibrates non-stop. The producer takes out his phone and looks at the lockscreen. There’s incoming messages from his labelmates and family. He doesn’t need to open it to know what it’s about.

London stirs the white sugar in her tea the sweet condiment dissolves into her brew. She sets the spoon aside on top of the counter and takes a small sip from her cup. Her eyes glaring at the back of Sunghwa’s head. She was stubborn to admit it, but she would have to talk to him sooner or later. The girl moves the cup away placing it on the marble gray island counter.

Her arms fold across her chest, head tipped to the side. She calls out to him, “We can talk about this in the kitchen.”

Sunghwa goes into the kitchen; he stands across from London. The only thing separating them was the island counter at the center of the room. He maintains eye contact with the woman and takes his hands out from his pockets. Then he leans over the counter, licking his lips, and thinks over his words. How should he start this off? Should he ask her why she did it? No, he exactly why.

Kiseok’s voice remarks vaguely in his hand again, “Tell her to remove this song off from the Internet.”

The producer restated soft-spoken, “Remove the song from the Internet.”

London quickly objects his request, “No, it’s staying on there.”

An annoyed grunt came out of Sunghwa, he runs his hands down his face. His fingers taps on the surface of the counter and his foot on the floor. His body shifts from side to side and his gaze is briefly aimed at the clock behind London. 1:43 A.M. it read. He looks back to the girl and stands up right.

“Why don’t you want to get rid of it?” He demanded, hand slamming down on the top. London flinches when the loud strike rings her ears, yet she doesn’t say a word. Sunghwa studies her for a moment then says, “Are you doing this to get money out from me London?”

The Black girl huffs when she heard the accusation. Her eyes squinting at the man. “Why in the fuck would I want to extort you? Do you think of me like that Gray?”

Sunghwa bellows, “Answer my questions. I’m the victim here not you London!” Veins throb in his neck and chin jutted.

“You’re more of a suspect in this too Gray.” London retorts, stepping closer to Sunghwa and glaring at him. “I wouldn’t have to put your name in the song if you would have just,” She pauses to throw objects on the floor. “Stayed loyal!”

Why is she getting mad? Sunghwa asks himself this question, his eyes scrutinizing London. The man stabs a finger in London’s direction his eyes flashing. “Calm down! You have no reason to be angry right now!”

London shouts, leaning over the countertop, “Yes I do! Gray you cheated on me with that bitch! You never put in the time to come and see me in Monica! You rather fuck these loose pussy hoes than be with me! Me!”

Sunghwa yells, “Listen this song shit has nothing to do with you! Now just get it off from the Internet before we both end up getting hurt!”

Her voice is calm and she shakes her head, “Oh no I won’t be removing it anytime soon. Your fans deserve to know just how much of a bastard you are. Just be happy that I didn’t expose your ass through pictures and videos of you and that bitch.” London grips on her robe, tugging it back into place and she walks around the counter. “So I suggest, that you leave and fly your ass back to Korea, because that song is there to stay.” Her finger points at the door he came in.

Once more Kiseok’s voice rings, “Don’t come back until you get this shit settled.”

Sunghwa’s eyes drift over to London, who’s yelling at him to leave. Her voice is muffled by the deafening pulsing noise in his ears. For him every movement she made was in slow-motion. Her hands flailing in the air and her mouth saying words that he couldn’t interpret. London stares at him for a moment, eyes narrowed and then she stomps in his direction. Her hand extends back in an attempt to backhand her ex-boyfriend.

Before either of them even knew it, Sunghwa had her wrist in his grasp. He then tugged the woman close to him, giving her a death glare. The grip Sunghwa had on her hand was firm as she tried to pull away. She tugged and tugged but to no avail. London’s defiance suddenly went away when her eyes met her ex’s. She could feel his burning gaze boring into her. She felt ten times smaller underneath his stare. Her mouth partially opened, eyes widened and body frozen.

She gasps, “Let me go Gray.” She was persistent in yanking her arm away from the man yet his grip wasn’t loosening.

Sunghwa staggers her body to the island counter and her back collides with the surface top. In the midst her robe is untied and reveals the black lace lingerie set underneath. Her face is flushed at the show of her figure. London wriggles beneath his body standing on top of her. Her left hand shoves at Sunghwa’s chest. She pleads for him to let her go. London’s not going to admit that she’s scared of him at this point, yet her body language tells it all. Her head turns to the side and she looks at the cup of tea that’s just a few inches away. Her eyes flicker from Sunghwa to the cup.

The male catches on to her scheme and he grabs her neck. His hand tilts her head back on the countertop. Sunghwa laughs bitterly followed by a shake of his head. He says, “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

“Do what?” London breathes, wriggling beneath him again. “I’m not doing nothing Gray.”

Sunghwa says angrily, “London…”

London snatches the mug of warm tea and then splashes it on Sunghwa’s face. The man had little time to react to prevent it. He screams in agony when the hot tea burns his eyes. He walks unsteadily backwards from London giving her the chance to shove him back. When she goes to run away she slips on the wooden floor caused by the puddle of tea. She painfully yelps. The woman frantically makes an effort to get back on her feet, but a hand on her ankle averts her. She looks over her shoulder to see a leering Sunghwa standing above her again. This time he’s furious.

In all their time of dating she hadn’t seen him rage. Sunghwa normally kept his anger inside and released it when he’s alone. Never in a million years had she witnessed and been the cause of his anger up until now.

A whimper came from her as he roughly yanks her body to him. “No!” She struggles out and her hands were caught in his grasp again. Her legs kicked out at him in a frenzy. “Okay I’ll remove the song, just get off of me Sunghwa!” She pleads to him. Her voice quavering.

The man rasps, “I don’t believe you,” He forces the woman to her feet dragging her into the living room by her wrists. She’s determined to fight against Sunghwa. He tosses her body on the floor and hastily makes moves to unclasp his belt buckle. His zipper is lowered and jeans pulled down to his ankles. “You want to sing a song? You want to rap?” Sunghwa questioned, grabbing London by her gray locks and smothering her face against his bulge. The woman smacks his thigh when his hardened cock skims across her nose and mouth. “Rap your mouth on my dick.”

London stares angrily at her ex and rejects his demand. Sunghwa’s grip tightens in her hair and he yanks her closer to his bulge. With nowhere to go, London sucks her teeth hesitantly pulling down his red Calvin Klein underwear. She’s met with the sight of her ex’s rigid cock standing proudly before her. Thick pulsating veins, swollen head and fat girth. Her stomach flutters at the glimpse. One hand takes a hold of his shaft, stroking it up and down.

“No hands. Use that mouth of yours.”

Another suck of teeth comes out of London’s mouth. She begrudgingly does as she’s told; her hand goes down to her side and she opens her mouth. Slowly the girl lowers her head onto Sunghwa’s length up until the tip tickles the back of her throat she pulls away. A few coughs spew out prior to her cavern being filled with his cock again. She gurgles on his dick, and hits his thigh for him to stop. Sunghwa pays her no attention. Instead he thrusts his dick back and forth. Her saliva coating his dick while her tongue stuck out to lick at the undersides.

He hums pleasingly, head tilted to the side watchful of his length entering and exiting her moist orifice. Sunghwa uses the hand in her hair for guidance. Up and down, in and out.

He chortled, “Your mouth was big enough for something yeah? Big enough to talk shit and take this dick.” His ex-girl gags a response on his shaft even so it’s muffled. Sunghwa abruptly pull out and questions her, “What did you say?”

London’s chest heaves while she tries to catch her breath. Her mouth snarls up at the man, baring her teeth yet her eyes are glazed by undisguised longing. Her hoarse voice snaps back, “Fuck you,” Sunghwa mutters, “Oh really?” and it earns her another trip to his dick. Except for now Sunghwa goes rougher with her mouth. His thrusts goes from slow and deep to erratic and pummeling. The tip of his dick ramming right in the back of her throat. Her eyes watering with tears since she couldn’t do much but just slap his thighs and violently struggle for air.

He bluntly states, “Let’s see if you’re able to talk trash when I’m done with you slut.”

London replies gagging once more. Sunghwa pulls his dick out of her mouth. Spit mixed with his cum dribble out from the woman’s mouth and runs down her chin. She coughs a few times, gasping before she’s yet again forced to suck him up. Surprisingly she goes along with it and bobs her head in vigor, giving her ex needy vibrations of moans on his shaft.

Sunghwa laughs teasingly at the sudden change in London. He takes a mocking jab directed to her, “What happened to being big and bad London? You changed your mind?” He pulls out from her mouth a string of her spit sticking to his tip. She mewls then grumbles, “Shut the fuck up,” to which he replies, “How about you?” and shoves his dick into her cavern. London lifts her body up from the ground, yet she’s shoved back down by Sunghwa’s knees. He kneels above her body, pinning her on the plush rug.

Among his thrusts Sunghwa takes off his jacket and his shirt. His muscular torso unclothed to London’s eyes to ogle. He bites on his bottom lip starting to pound into London’s mouth roughly. He tangles his fingers in her hair, rapsing groans resonating arise from him. His breathing quickening and balls growing tense between his legs as his ex-girlfriend’s sweltering tongue lapped on his shaft. Sunghwa stopped his thrust to allow for London to take control. His fingers glided in his black hair and deep groans leaving past his lips.

London’s warm mouth engulfed his rigid cock. Plumps lips cushioning his length. Her hand went up to fondle with his taut balls. She squeezes one in her hand, then tugs on the sphere. All the while her eyes are dazedly watching him. She could see his face contort while he practically pants for air. The underground rapper giggles on his cock, bobbing her head a few more times in preparation to pull away.

“I got you all hot and bothered Gray.” She remarks smug, her tongue prods at the tip of his cock. A small trace of his cum leaking from the peak. A high-pitched giggle escapes her mouth followed by her tongue languidly skim from the separation of his balls to his tip. Her mouth suckles on his head, teeth lightly nibbling on the man’s peak. She stops to say, “Hmm… I wonder if that bitch sucks dick as good as me. Does that whore have you as hard as this?” Her hand takes a hold of his shaft and she strokes him fluid and fast.

Just to take a jab at her confidence Sunghwa responds, “Yeah she does. She doesn’t get too cocky with it unlike you.”

The pride London had was shot down by his words. She glares at the man above her, “Then I guess you’re not fucking me.” She slides away from him and while she’s doing this she retaliates, “Call that bitch to fuck your ass.”

Sunghwa grabs her hair, yanking on the steel gray locks and forcing her head back. “No because she’s in Korea and the only bitch I have that wants my dick is you.”

London argues, “I don’t want your puny short dick. I have a dildo in my room that’s bigger than yours.”

He countered back, “That’s not what you were saying when you were just choking on my dick. You were face fucking yourself if I had to describe it. So now who’s really the whore here?”

She bites back at him, “Back the fuck off Gray!”

Sunghwa rejected her demand and instead he flipped her onto her stomach. When she tried running away again he struggled with her to keep her in his captivity. He bent her body over the sofa, hiked up her robe exposing her round, firm ass and then spanked it. A yelp came afterwards from London. He noticed she was wearing a black lace thong.

“Ooh what’s this?” He pulls the thong to the side revealing her bare ass hole and dripping wet pussy. Her folds swollen and her clit engorged. He licks his lips at the sight. One finger ran in between her folds eliciting a shrill moan. “Look at that… did you get wet because you were all over my dick?

London denies the accusation grunting, “Uh uh. I thought of Simon fucking my mouth instead of you, shrimp dick.”

“So now I’m shrimp dick yeah?” Sunghwa asks and she agrees with a breathy “yeah”. His hand brutally slaps her ass cheek then grips the clef her ass. London yelps again when her ass is smacked. Her back arching and hands gripping the sofa’s cushion. Sunghwa murmurs, “You won’t be saying shrimp dick after I’m done with you.” He takes a hold of her panties by the waistband and pulls them down steadily. Her puckered hole and dripping wet pussy exposed.

He spits on her hole the saliva trickling in her ring of muscles. His middle finger runs up and down over her anus before he penetrates without warning. London jolts upon the sudden intrusion in her rear, her fingernails raking into the couch’s bolster. Her head turns and she peers over her shoulder at Sunghwa’s digit working in and out of her ass. She struggles to break free, though unfortunately Sunghwa’s body reclines on top of hers. This way he keeps her pinned close up to the couch. London grabs a pillow shoving her face into the soft cushion. Her voice produces suppressed laments. Sunghwa takes his finger out of her ass, spits on her puckered ring once more, and then slips into her hole again.

His stiff thick length twitched when he returned his finger to the familiar sensation of London’s ass. His finger warmed by her canal. The Korean male draws out a throaty groan. His tongue wets his lips and he cocks his head. He adds one more finger into her both digits twisting as they work their way in and out.

London’s ass clenches around the two fingers. Her plump thighs tense up at the moment she begins to ruts towards his digits. Her teeth bite harshly on her bottom lip, spews of moans leaving from her mouth. The steel-haired woman lifts her head up from the pillow and a hand kneads her breast.

“Oh fuck,” she gasps. She hears rustling in her background, yet she doesn’t pay no mind. There’s a blood roaring noise in her ears that muffles the sound. His fingers are yanked out of her ass and his cock replaces them. Suddenly she cries out and bites back a moan when Sunghwa’s dick eases its way in her.

There’s no condom blanketing his shaft since he’s in it raw. The feel of her snug canal is foreign to him. Surely in the past he had fucked London in her pussy then again never in her ass. The woman’s passage is tight and narrow. He smacks his hands on her hips her round ass cheeks jiggling from the strike. His hands clutches on her hips while he lazily grinds into her.

Sunghwa’s eyes flickers from his length to the back of London’s head. His ex-girlfriend is gnawing on her bottom lip as she watches him grind in her tight ass. One of his callous hand run up her back to her neck, grabbing the nape and pulling her back. She was in a daze when he pulled her upright, her back touching his naked broad chest. His hand snakes around to the front of her neck in midst of the position change. Her breathing laboured when she’s finally filled up to the brim of his dick. Her hand reaches back, brushing against the side of his thigh as the opposite snatches his hair.

She hisses, “Just because I’m enjoying this doesn’t mean I want you fucking me.” The emotion in her eyes unreadable since even now she’s livid at him. Despite of the man pleasuring her to no end. Just to piss him off she teased, “You know I wonder if Jay is still single. I want to know how it feels to have a real man fuck me.” She looks at him through voluminous eyelashes waiting for his reaction.

The thought of Jaebeom defying the bro code and fucking with his ex made Sunghwa infruitated. He tightens his hold on London’s neck causing the woman to choke. He bites down on her earlobe eliciting a stifled gripe. Again that night London thrashes in Sunghwa’s hold, her left hand striking the man’s thigh.

“Jay’s not here bitch.” Sunghwa growls, and lets go of her neck. She falls towards the sofa but catches herself using her arms. Sunghwa smacks her on her ass again, “Jay and Simon aren’t here to fuck you. I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t want to fuck sluts like you anyways.” He pulls his cock out halfway before he pummels it back inside. A wail follows. London claws at the couch and the Korean man adds, “Simon likes his bitches classy, mature.”

He hikes up her robe again when it slides down. The ex-boyfriend jerks his hips onto London’s ass. Her back arches as a reaction meanwhile her lonely mound leaks. She sneakily reaches a hand down in between her legs and rubs on her clit stimulating herself. A moan nearly escapes, but she bites it back.

He continues on, “You’re not mature or classy. You’re a reckless bitch. Do you really think Simon would want that?” Sunghwa asks. London could only whine and tremble beneath him. “I thought not. Now as for Jay…” He loses his train thought when London grinds back against him. A lazy smirk grows on his lips then he lightly slaps her ass. He rakes his hair back with his hand. His voice graty, “Jay might fuck you. He fucks anything that moves, breathes, and would do anything to ride his dick.”

All of a sudden Sunghwa pulls his dick out and slams into London. The woman lets out a shrill moan when she’s filled to the brim of his cock. Tears roll down her face, her body quivering and hands jerking a pillow underneath her chest. She shoves her body back to be met with ruthless, snaps of Sunghwa’s hips.

“Fuck, fuck, oh my fucking-” She chokes on her words, it takes her moment to regain her train of thought, she murmurs, “My fucking God.” Her fingers hastily knead her sensitive nub. She whimpers while she drags a quavering finger up to her entrance and prods. Using a shaky digit she penetrates her haven stopping at the knuckle.

Sunghwa chortles at the feedback he receives from London. The feeling of prickles in his skin causes the male to jerk suddenly. London makes a strangled noise; her finger going into her mouth and she bites down. Sunghwa’s dark eyes bore at his ex-girlfriend. He rasps, “Your ass is so fucking tight.” He leans back on his knees, pulling out again and slamming right back into her core. He repeats the motion twice before he settles on actually ruining her.

He props himself up to place one knee on the couch and his foot on the floor. Shakingly, London climbs onto the sofa just as Sunghwa starts to assault her canal with accelerated barbarous hammering. His balls slap on the boundary of her ass and pussy. The Korean male inhales sharply alongside a husky groan.

A hand spanks her ass. Sunghwa gutturally snarls,“You like this bitch?”

Sunghwa pulls her hips close to him. Her hole clenches around his shaft again. His hands massages her big fleshy ass while he pummels into her. London goes slack jaw, her eyes seeing stars instead of the white suede couch before her. She refused to admit it to anyone, but the way Sunghwa was fucking her had her drowning in pleasure. His reckless pounding fucked up her mind, left her brain scattered and ears listening to a deafening silence. She quickens her fingers inside of her haven, feeling the tip of her middle finger prodding her g-spot. A whimper emits from her mouth, her nostrils flaring as she tosses her head back. Gradually her body goes limp, her legs trembling from being on her knees for so long and from Sunghwa’s relentless hammering.

If continues to fuck her as good as he is now, she just might get rid of the song.

London has trouble articulating her words. For a while she just rolls her tongue and babble some words. It takes for Sunghwa to collide right into her spot for her to get her words in order. She shouts on the top of her lungs, “Fuck!” and then she desperately announces, “I’ll get rid of the song!”

Just the words Sunghwa’s been wanting to hear. He takes his dick out from her ass looking down at her puckered hole seeing some pre-cum leak out and dribble down to her pussy. It’s when he just realizes she was fingering herself the entire time. He cackles at the sight and lifts up the girl to her feet. She’s positioned on her back on the sofa, her weak legs barely having the energy to lock around his waist. London’s hand rubs slowly on her clit while she watches her ex-boyfriend penetrate her haven. She lets out a hiss, moaning in a needy way. The woman flings her hair behind her shoulder, lying on her couch and arching her back. Sunghwa breathes heavily as he enters her pussy. Another warm engulfs him entirely. Before she even had time to adjust to his size, Sunghwa picks up from where he left off. Her pussy is assaulted by accelerated and brute poundings.

She lifts a hand to her mouth, sucking on her fingers to muffle her cries. Her body rocks on the sofa, her clit twitching. She feels a fire pooling in her stomach signaling that her orgasm was coming. London looks up at Sunghwa briefly before she returns her gaze to his fat shaft working in and out of her pussy.

A hand languidly wraps around her neck for the umpteenth time that night. She meets her eyes with Sunghwa, the darkness within them making her skin crawl. In a raspy voice he asks, “You’re going to delete it?”

London whimpers, “Yes.” He repeats the question again and her voice raises, “Yes!” Her hand hastily rubs on her clit, her hips bucking against him and body getting tense. Her eyes are glazed by the overwhelming desire to come. A sense of electricity wrecks through her skin while she maintains the intense eye contact with him.

Still not satisfied with her answer, Sunghwa barks, “Are you going to delete it?”

“Yes! Fucking yes!” She cries out and there’s a rippling sensation that brings her to her peak. Her voluptuous frame goes still for a moment, her back arching up when she cums all over his dick. Her eyes close as she rides off her orgasm. Her hands balling into fists while her juices leak onto his shaft. A string of curses in the course of her sudden electrifying bliss.

That’s how you say it. Sunghwa bares his teeth while he brings her up to his chest. She’s seated in his lap, her body limp as she tries to ride him. Her head lays on his chest and she feels his large hands kneading her ass. A low moan emits when he does that.

The Korean man inhales sharply through his mouth. Both his hands smacking her globes before digging his fingers into the skin. Sunghwa’s half-lidded eyes peer at London sluggishly riding him. Her cheeks are adorned with dried tears. He grabs her face with his hand and brings her in for a kiss.

She’s surprised when he kisses her, but she doesn’t complain. Their tongues massage together at the same time their hands can’t seem to stay away. A moan comes out of London’s mouth; Sunghwa’s arm pulling her close to him. The man sucks on her bottom lip and rolls his lips on hers. London snakes her arms out of the satin robe and unclasps her bra. Both pieces of clothing are tossed on the floor by Sunghwa respectively. They’re completely immersed into the tongue swirling and tongue flicking.

Sunghwa pulls out from the kiss and tilts his head back. “Shit,” he rasps. His heart beats erratically against his chest and breathing becoming laboured. The man rakes his fingers through his black hair and groans desperately. His ex-girlfriend’s eyes mischievously sparkle at the sight of him getting on edge. Her hands stroked his chest in a circle causing him to bite on his bottom lip. The Korean male closes his eyes; his balls and thighs grew taut upon the approaching sense. It’s as if time slows down when he jerks his hips into London. His hands forcefully pin the girl to his lap, keeping her still as he hammers into her.

Her eyes roll to the back of her head when she feels a warmth fill her to the hilt. Her hands grip on his shoulders, nails burrowed into the pale skin. Sunghwa grunts while he rides off his high. He runs his hand up and down on her back letting groans come out.

The Korean male pulls his dick out from London and uses a hand to stroke it. More of his cum leaks out from his tip. The previous batch seeping out of London’s mound and onto his lap. He slows down his strokes, eventually stopping when there’s nothing. His cock fluctuates, wilting down and going limp. Sunghwa sighs to himself relieved to be free of his erection and of the reason for his appearance in California.

London climbs off from her ex’s lap and lies down on her side on the couch. She scratches the back of her head while reaching down to snatch up her robe. She covers her body with the satin fabric her eyes looking over at Sunghwa.

The man is starting to get dressed, he’s putting on his underwear followed by his jeans. He was preparing to leave. London felt a pang in her chest, but she doesn’t say anything. Instead she watches her ex-boyfriend get clothed and gather up his things.

Sunghwa looks to London, not noticing her crestfallen gaze. He tucks his hands into his pockets and asks, “You’re really going to get rid of the song?”

She nods her head, her lips pursed. “Yeah, I’m going to do that when I leave from here in a couple of minutes.”

“Good.” Sunghwa responds. He goes to her front door and is about to leave. Not before he spares his ex another straight-faced look. Their eyes meet when he’s been caught staring so he leaves.

He spends an inconsiderable amount of money to purchase yet another plane ticket. The flight back to Korea is unwinding. He could return back home without a worry on his mind. The drama with London finally put to rest before any collateral damage could come. He looks at his phone to see messages from Kiseok, Jaebeom, and others. He opens up the chat with Kiseok and sees that the diss of him wasn’t found out by media. Him and Jaebeom had paid off sources to remove the song privately while he was away. Sunghwa cracks a smile.

Days later, in Korea, Sunghwa was at AOMG headquarters with Hyukwoo, Jaebeom, Minsik, Kiseok, and Hyun-jung. Minsik, or Sik-K, was called up to the building in the possibility of a collaboration with their artist Hoddy. He thought of a collab that’ll have the digital single produced by Sunghwa. According to the rapper it’ll be promoting Hyun-jung and himself individually. Kiseok and Jaebeom thought of the idea to be acceptable. Hoody liked the concept of performing with Minsik.

Just then Sunghwa’s phone went off notifying a text message had came in. He unlocked his phone to see a message from an unknown number. His eyebrows furrowed confusedly at the sight.

The first to notice Sunghwa’s quizzical look had been Hyukwoo. Abruptly he calls out in midst of his fellow friends roaring with laughter, “Gray hyung! What’s wrong?”

He doesn’t say anything, he just stands to his feet and dials the foreign number. Sunghwa strides out the room and goes into a recording studio alone. He locks the door behind him as he plops down onto a chair and runs his fingers through his hair. Finally someone picks up the phone.

“Hello who is this?” Sunghwa asked.

A female’s voice replies, “It’s London.” Sunghwa’s blood runs cold when he finds out who it is. She continues to speak, “Listen… after what happened when you came over here Gray. I’ve been meaning to tell you that I miss you. I want you back.” He could sense the desperation in her tone.

Sunghwa puts the microphone on mute just as he groans. He pinches the bridge of his nose and closes his eyes. Maybe that was the look she was giving him before he left. This is what it meant. She wanted to get back with him again. As much as Sunghwa wanted to do that, he couldn’t find it in his heart to do it. He may just cheat on her or she might just be using this to put his career at risk. His hand ran down his face as he sat there in the chair thinking of his options. Just like her he missed her, but for her body. The sex they would have was amazing yet he adorned no emotional attachment to London. His fondness of the woman was long gone. Then again he could try to give them another try.

London’s voice rung out, “Gray, are you there?”

He quickly presses the microphone and speaks, “Yeah I’m here.” He massages his temples.

“Well… what do you say?”

Sunghwa takes a deep breath and reflects over his decision. It seems like forever before he chooses an answer to give London.

“London…. I,”

A/N: The cliffhanger is there for a reason! You end it off. You tell me if Gray agreed to get back with London or not. Anyways, I literally spent three days writing this oneshot, so I am out! Follow me for more and hit me up for any requests!

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Hi guys! Can someone help me in finding a One shot? It’s about GRAY from AOMG. (y/n) is working in AOMG too and wanted to procrastinate so she visted him in the studio but because he was pent up he snapped at her and she left. Jay informs her, that he snapped at her not only because of the song he is working on but also because he likes her, so does she and she went back to the studio and some smut happens. XD I kinda remeber that it was called bothered or frustraded.

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