#a.c.e jun x reader

[lost-inthedream]

I'm on board with the happy trail enthusiasm here and the thought of the a.c.e members with happy trails makes me go absolutely feral.

So let's say all 5 members have one, how would they react to their s/o licking their way up (or down) said happy trail?

Asking for uhhh research purposes 👉👈

A.C.E reaction to their partner licking their happy trail

I'm just- 🥴 this is for all happy trail enthusiasts out there. Let's say our boys have cultivated some body hair at least once and that surprised you

Pairing: A.C.E x gn reader

Short scenarios under the cut

Park Junhee (Jun):

Warning: rough!Jun.

Not gonna lie, he actively makes you lick up his lower abdomen. You had rushed into the toilet while your friends had fun singing downstairs. That had to happen after he forced your hand over his crotch to stop you from grabbing a microphone for yourself. Fuck, he was rock hard.

In the restroom, you harshly pulled his pants down. Once you looked up, he lifted his shirt, showing off the hair that had grown on his lower belly. He gripped the back of your head and pressed your face against his happy trail. "Lick here first, doll".

You felt his hand let go of your head so you started licking there slowly. He hissed, eagerly staring at your face. Your hand was now deliberately over his covered member. "Oh my God, yes" he whispered when you started kissing the wet region while you slipped his boxers down his hips.

Lee Donghun:

Warning: tiny mention of alcohol

Donghun kept flashing his belly throughout the night. He was actually oblivious while he interacted with all those friends in his house, being a nice, fun host. In usual conditions, you would reach him and fix his shirt, which needed to be buttoned on the lower part. However, you noticed he had not waxed as he used to do. His jeans waistband loosely fitted around his waist making his underwear also visible. That was quite revealing but you enjoyed the view.

It was getting late when you and your boyfriend were left alone at home, but that does not make you forget a certain nasty idea. He laid back on the couch, tipsy and smiley. You kneeled between his thighs and smoothly opened the remaining buttons of his shirt. Your mouth salivated now that Donghun was all yours. Once his chest and stomach were completely exposed, your tongue wetted up his body hair. "You're insane, kitten" he snaps chuckling and patting your head.

Kim Sehyoon (Wow):

Sehyoon waited for you in the backyard pool while you changed into your swimsuit. Once you came, you noticed his hair already wet, probably from plunging into the water like a child. He signed to you to enter quickly and so you did, only to be rescued by him right away. He held you for a while, fondling your naked flesh underwater until you noticed that you had forgotten your sunscreen inside home. "No worries, I'll pick it up for you. Be right back"

You sat up on the edge, dangling your legs on the water until he showed up again. You could never ignore how fine his body looked half-naked every time it confronted you. His thighs have been always glorious but he had grown a happy trail and that added to his sexiness in a way you could not control your hormones.

He walked closer, ready to protect your face with sunscreen but you stopped him with a sudden grip around his hips. You pulled your legs out of the pool and got on your knees to kiss and lick his lower abdomen. He pressed his lips together, biting the insides of his cheeks. No words, you were free to tug his bottoms down and reveal a bit or much more.

Kim Byeongkwan:

Warning: y/n eyes Byeongkwan up while he's asleep. I don't think it's sonmo but you were warned ;)

There was too much light invading the bedroom that morning, though you were too lazy to get up and fix the curtains. Screw them, you dragged your body closer to Kwanie, planning on hiding your face onto his neck. He was lying on his back, sprawled on the mattress with no sheets covering him. Before you snuggled on him, you noticed his tank top rolled up. The pale skin between his boxers and his top was adorned with hair.

Byeongkwan budged as if he could feel your thirsty eyes on him. Then you shook those thoughts off of your head and embraced him quietly.

After a few minutes, Byeongkwan was greeting you. "Finally.." you murmured against his shoulder. "Uh? Are you in a rush for something?" he mocked you. You sat up in response and scratched his belly with your fingertips. He observed you as you lowered your torso to lick him. "You like it, right? Such a filthy princess/prince"

Kang Yuchan (Chan)

Chan wanted a bath with bubbles. He tried to make you believe that was all for you but he clearly wanted a bath for himself too. "You're my spoiled little babe" he sang once you entered the bathroom. He was sitting by the tub enveloped in a fluffy towel.

You stopped in front of him and let him undress you as he liked. He hummed a song and pecked random parts of your body in the process. At the end, you stepped into the vessel and realized that the water temperature was perfect. At your relaxed expression, Yuchan unwrapped his lower half and your eyes got stuck on his happy trail.

"Fuck" you cursed without meaning it. He got visibly confused at your curse. You performed the cutest puppy eyes you could in order to have him sitting on the edge of the tub. In that position, you could lick his lower abdomen down his pelvis as you stroked his dick. "Your tongue is ticking me, love" he whined. "Want me to stop?" you asked. "Noooo"

[whattodowithace]

Title: One Last Dance

Paring: Jun as Captain America x Reader as Peggy Carter

Genre: Slight Angst

Word Count: 2113

Writer: Whattodowithkpop [Lio]

Summary: What happens when Steve goes back in time to finally be with Peggy in this alternate time line?

A/N- This is part of the 'Assemble' writing project put together by @daybreakx. Go give the other fanfics in this project some reads as well, a lot of talented people participated!

*****

It had been a couple years since everything that happened in L.A with the dark matter and the rift generator. I had stayed in L.A for a year, more high profile cases that needed my help, although many speculated I stayed only for Sousa, which I enjoyed his company, but I wouldn't stay somewhere I couldn't be helpful. Sousa and I served each other's fancy for awhile, but even though Chief Sousa was a good man and protected others, he reminded me of Jun in a lot of ways and it was hard to think about all those memories so soon after losing Jun.

My heart wasn't ready to love again so soon and it would never love in the capacity that it loved Jun. When he was lost a piece of my heart was lost with him. I was too hasty trying to fill that hole that can't be refilled. Sousa and I only saw each other for a few months, deciding it was best to keep it professional. After I finished the case of Jack's attempted murder, Jack and I went back to New York, the place I belonged. New York was where I belonged and I couldn't part with it for long, so it was only a matter of time before I came back. And in my heart, I knew if Jun came back, he would look for me there, not in L.A.

Now it was September 1949. The air was crisp with a cool breeze as the bronze and gold leaves flew with the wind, the trees no longer able to hold onto their leaf extremities, letting them be taken by the breeze and watching them float further away from them. The weather was beautiful so I tidied with my door open, my screen door letting air in through the small holes and into my house, giving it a fresh smell. I dusted and put things away, taking the chance while I had a day off to get everything organized at home. I knew once I finished I could go out on the town and enjoy the night without worries of trying to stay incognito.

It didn't take long for me to finish tidying up, putting the duster away as I heave out a sigh of content, seeing how clean everything was. I walk over to my radio, turning it on to let soft melodies play as I enjoy the moment I was in. I was shocked, though, when I heard a knock on my door, making me turn around to face the who waited at the door. I was prepared for an altercation if it was needed, but I wasn't ready for what I turned around to.

There he stood, his brown hair was falling over his lashes as his Captain America suit hugged his form, however it was an upgraded version from the one in 1945. He looked healthy, his shoulder wide and his body fit like it had been that year. I felt I was hallucinating, watching him smile at me like he used to back then. My eyes filled with tears as I tried to hold them back.

"Jun?" I ask, my voice weak from the shock my body felt at seeing him.

"Hey Peggy." His voice was soft, his eyes filled with tears as he stepped into the house, walking up to me.

I froze, tensing, causing Jun to do the same. I realized the improbability of him actually being here and worried why I was seeing him in front of me. "Jun, how are you here?" I ask warily, Jun smiling with a small shake of his head.

"You were always cautious." Jun smiles, making my heart stop, truly believing it was him. "I'm sorry I couldn't make it to the Stork Club that night, although I think I saved you from a terrible dance.

I felt the tears resurface as I open my mouth to respond to him, but stumbles sounds is all that comes out. "I can't believe you're here." I get out, reaching my hand out to touch his chest, feeling how real he was.

"Have I got a stories for you, Peggy." Jun reaches his hand up, placing it over mine, pressing it further into his chest. "I've missed you so much."

"And I, you." I clear my throat, clearing any emotion from it, however it was futile as emotion bubbled back up.

"Did you save me a dance?"

I let out a watery chuckle, nodding because I didn't trust my voice. Jun smiles as he wraps his arms around me, pulling me against his chest as he begins to sway to the music. My arms wrap around his upper back, resting my head on his chest as I sway next to him.

I lost track of how many songs passed, I lost track of the sun falling in the sky, all that was left was the afterglow of the sun having set. I look up at Jun, feeling content with having him back, however a questioned lingered in my mind as I pull away just enough to talk with Jun, but still stay close as he continued to sway us.

"How are you here?"

Jun smiles, but his smile had some sadness.

"It's a long story."

Jun sits down, me following suit as I still can’t believe he’s here. As we sit he tells me everything, from him waking up in ice to moments ago when he time traveled back to this year. He told me some thing had to remain secret for time line reasons, but even with him saying that I wondered if he kept anything, all of his stories seeming confidential.

“I had to come back to you, Peggy.” Jun says, his shy demeanor having become braver since I’d last seen him.

Tears flooded back in as I looked at him, my heart swelling at having him in front of me, however it wasn’t the only reason I had tears.

“Jun.” I say his name, having missed the way it sounded. “Are you sure it’s wise to stay here? They may need Captain America again.”

“I don’t want to fight anymore.” Jun tells in honest, a sigh heaving from his chest. “I belong here. I belong with you.”

I feel tears fall over my cheeks, my next words hurting me more than I could express in words.

“You belong there.” I let out a shaky breath as I lay my hands atop of his. “They need you there.” I turn away as more tears fall, feeling slightly embarrassed at the excess emotion I project.

“Maybe I’m needed here too.” He bargains, his eyes captivating the feelings of his heart breaking.

I smile despite my sadness, trying to make it easier for him. “We know that if you were needed here you would’ve been uncovered from the ice sooner.”

Jun fell silent, his heart breaking silently in front of me, making mine follow suit.

“Jun, I love you.” My voice broke, emotions overwhelming me. “But I wouldn't feel right taking one of the future heroes to myself."

Jun knew how Peggy was. She was the strongest girl her knew and he knew how stubborn she was too. It was one of his favorite things about her, but it's what was bringing ache into his heart in this moment. He wanted to be done with the fighting. He'd saved the world so many times and all he wanted now was a chance to live his life with her, a chance he never thought he would get but here he stood.

"I don't know how much more I can take without you." He admitted, his voice small as the radio continued to play slow songs. "I'm tired, Peggy."

I looked at this super soldier, his strength unbeatable, his speed unmatched, a heart so big it was no wonder I fell for him. And here he was, defeated on my couch saying he needed me to go on. My arm went around his shoulder, hugging him closer as he sighed against me, relief being conveyed in his sigh. I thought awhile, not wanting him to leave, but not wanting the world in the future without the Captain America they needed these past few years.

"I think you should return." I admit, hearing my accent becoming thicker when I spoke softly, knowing it would be hard for Jun's resole as it fell over his ears. "What if I meet you there?"

Jun pulls back, looking at me, my smile mischievous, one I wore a lot when we fought the war together. His eyebrows burrowed in curiosity, waiting for me to continue.

"You and I know one of the sharpest minds ever to grace this earth happens to be our close friend, I'm sure he can bring time travel up a few years. You go back and I'll come to you, you can even save me a dance." I felt excitement fill me at this idea, the adventure I was sure to have by this invention.

"You do a lot of important things for the future." Jun mentions, his hopeful face falling.

"Then they will have to make a new future, whatever comes of it you and I can fix it, together." I smile, his eyes meeting mine, making me realize how much he had grown since I spoke with him last, the Jun I knew before was too shy to look at me this way, but I would be lying if I said I didn't enjoy it., seeing all his emotion in his eyes, baring it all for me to witness.

"Dancing has changed a lot." Jun's teary eyes lift with his smile, these words agreeing to my idea.

"I'll learn fast." I wink at him.

"I'll wait for you, Peggy, as long as it takes." Jun mentions as he he stands bringing me into his arms to hold me close for another dance.

"I'll be there before you even miss me." I promise, dancing with him until the sun set, the moon rising being Jun's queue to leave for the future. He waves at me in the street, his smile brighter than when when he arrived, making my heart swell. I watch him materialize into nothing, disappearing before my eyes, the only proof of his presence was the warmth he left with me that begin to fade with the autumn breeze. First thing in the morning I'd speak with Howard and begin working to meet Jun.

~

Jun stood in the empty lot, watching his surroundings as the sun set in the evening. The spot he found was where the old Stork Club had been, long since it had been torn down. It was surprising nothing had been built in its spot, it seemed like fate had left it open, so he and Peggy could meet here where they were supposed to all those years ago. This was Jun's second night here, waiting for Peggy to arrive in this spot asking him for that dance he saved her. He wasn't sure how time travel would worked in the past, it probably wasn't as advanced as it was when they'd used it in the present, so he knew he would have to keep waiting until Howard figured out all the data and specifications, just like his son had done.

However, two days turned into two weeks and those weeks turned into months. Jun had told Bucky about what happened and Bucky had lost hope for his friend long ago, but he never stopped Jun from going to the empty lot that used to host The Stork Club, he couldn't bring himself to tell Jun to give up because they had found each other even after all these years and neither of them thought they'd see each other again. However, it hurt Bucky to watch his friend leave every night and not return until deep into the morning hours.

On the ninth month of waiting, Jun felt the negative effects of waiting, both physically and emotionally. He wondered how long Peggy had waited for him that night and wondered if she would just tell him to leave her in his memory and continue on without her, but Jun couldn't. He would wait for her forever and that's what he was going to do even if it's the last thing he did.

[whattodowithkpop]

I Want To Know What It’s Like To Kiss Someone (Jun)

Title: I Want To Know What It’s Like To Kiss Someone

Paring: Jun x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Count: 1.1K Words

Writer: Whattodowithkpop

*****

It was the Friday night just before spring break and my friend, Jun, and I were cooped up in his room. We had a major project that was due the Monday after our break. I wasn’t the happiest about having homework over this break time, which is why Jun suggested finishing it tonight so we could relax and have fun during the rest of the break. When the idea was first pitched it sounded like a great idea, but now that we were four hours in, with still a bit to go, I was ready to give up all together. I was sprawled across Jun’s bed scrolling through my phone while he did some more research. As I was scrolling through my social media feed, a couple posts talking about the school fair caught my eye.

“Did you know the art major's are having a kissing booth?” I ask Jun after many moments of silence.

“I heard someone say they were thinking about it.” He responds, stretching to work out some of the kinks in his body.

“They are currently setting it up.” I tell him as I sit up to show him my phone.

“It will probably be really popular.” He laughs as he turns his chair to face me.

“We should go.” I suggest to him, watching as his body tenses.

“You want to go to the kissing booth?” He questions with his face twisted in confusion.

“Yea.” I smile at him, giving him a look. “It will give me the chance to finally kiss someone."

“You want to kiss one of the guys from our campus?” Jun questions again, his face still holding confusion.

“Not necessarily.” I admit to him with a shrug of my shoulders. “I just want to know what it’s like to kiss someone and if they’re offering.”

“You want your first kiss to go to someone you don’t know?” He asks with irritation, his face showing a bit of anger as his jaw locks.

“Not exactly, but I just want to know the feeling.” I laugh as I watch his anger growing as I stand to walk around the room.

“You should at least kiss someone you know.” Jun states after a few seconds of silence, watching me intently with a glare glued on his face.

“Jun.” I walk up to his chair, looking down at him. “If I knew a guy who would want to kiss me, don’t you think I would’ve done it by now?” I laugh slightly.

“I’ll kiss you.” He argues, standing quickly, his face close to my own.

My mouth drops open as I watch his eyes shake nervously, but he continued to stand his ground, even with his neck reddening in color.

“Jun, you don’t have to kiss me just so my first kiss is someone I know.” I laugh at him as I pat his cheek, standing back to give him some breathing room. “That’s very sweet though."

“I want to kiss you.” He whispers desperately as he looks at me with pleading eyes. His confession causes my breath to hitch, my eyes widening as I look at the man in front of me, his lip in between his teeth as he looks at me with almost a begging expression.

“Jun...” I trail off, worry filling my mind as I think about the aftermath of the kiss.

“Just a kiss.” He interjects quickly, his face faltering into a nervous look.

“I don’t want it to mess things up.” I tell him truthfully.

“It won’t.” He promises, his eyes staring into mine showing his honesty.

I nod my head slowly as I feel my heart beat out of rhythm from my anxiousness. He walks up to me, his hands shaking as he reaches them towards my cheeks. I watch his Adam’s apple bob as he gulps nervously, making me smile as I see Jun’s usual nerves surface. I keep my eyes on his as I smile, feeling comfortable enough around him to not be nervous that my first kiss was going to him.

His hands shakily rest on my cheeks. He studies my face for a moment, his eyes darting between my features lingering on my lips before he stares into my eyes. His eyes flutter close softly as he leans in, his breath fanning over my face, making me feel giddy. His lips gently brush against mine, causing goosebumps to rise to my skin.

He lets out a shaky breath as his lips touch mine lightly. The close proximity between us makes me feel impatient, helping me decide to take matters into my own hands. I wrap my arms around Jun’s neck, pulling him closer so that our lips finally meet fully.

For a short while we stay still with our lips locked, but not escalating it any further. I hear him take a sharp intake of breath through his nose just before he presses his lips against mine harder, moving them against mine to encourage me to do the same. I smile into the kiss, standing on my tip toes to try and get closer, also moving my lips against his roughly.

Butterflies erupted in my stomach, making my head feel dizzy at the feeling. Jun’s hands travel down my side, grasping onto my waist so he could pull me closer to him.

He pulls away, his hands still holding my waist while my hands rest in his shoulders. Our breathing was labored, our chests rising and falling quickly.

“Why haven’t I kissed someone sooner.” I laugh breathlessly as we continue to hold each other.

“I hate to break it to you.” Jun smirks as he takes a few breaths before continuing. “None of those kissing booth guys are half as good of kissers as I am.”

I roll my eyes as I laugh, pulling away from Jun to grab my phone. “I’m sure not.” I could see Jun fidgeting in the middle of the room, not having moved from his kissing spot.

“Jun.” I get his attention by using a warning tone. “You promised things wouldn’t change.”

“Right.” He nods his head as he finally moves to go sit in his chair. “I know.”

Little to my knowledge, Jun’s mind was malfunctioning. His heart was beating rapidly as his lips still tingled from their encounter with mine. He knew he promised nothing would change, but his heart and mind were in agreement. He wanted to pursue this further. But he made a promise, which he intended to keep. Meaning he would have to suffer in silence and long for something that was out of his reach.

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Junhee was one of the pretty people. The insanely hot and thus popular kind of guy that made even the perfectly sane lose control of their motor skills. He was hard to get alone and even harder to actually talk to. Just getting him to smile and wave at you was considered a lifetime achievement to most of his admirers. Though you tried to fight, you also fell for his charm and ethereal beauty. You daydreamed about having the courage to ask him out, sparking an impossible whirlwind romance that led to marriage with babies and a dog somewhere on the coast in a cottage. A bit much, yes, but you’d always had an overactive imagination.

This fantasy shattered during your third shift at your new job as a mascot for the new seafood restaurant in your neighborhood. You were handing out flyers for the ongoing special when tragedy struck. With a little less than thirty minutes of your shift left, you spotted Junhee approaching with his friends. You panicked. Dressed up in a giant orange starfish costume and handing out fish ’n chip flyers was not how you wanted your first conversation with him to go.

“Hey. I’ve heard about this place,” a voice spoke above the others. “They say the fried fish and fries are delicious.”

You didn’t want to turn around and face them—him. He’d always see you as the starfish girl and who’d find that attractive? One glance at the owner inside the shop and you caved. You knew the scope of Junhee’s influence. An Instagram update from him would reach hundreds more than you ever could sweating to death on the sidewalk.

Resigned to social seppuku for the greater good, you put on your best customer service smile and turned around. “That’s right! We have the best fish in town! Don’t believe me? Here’s a coupon for ten percent off any combo meal.”

“_____?” Donghun’s mouth gaped as he took in the costume. Junhee’s focus shifted from the flyer to your face. You didn’t know these two were buddies.

“Hiya. Still working at the gas station?” You did your best not to look at Junhee. You’d lose your cool and forget how to talk.

Donghun nodded. “Unfortunately. My shifts suck now that you’re gone.”

“Oh, wait.” Junhee interrupted with wide eyes. “She’s the one you always talk about?” As soon as Donghun nodded, he was sticking his hand out towards you. “I’ve heard so much about you. I’m Junhee.”

Lifetime Achievement awarded.

You took his hand, praying he didn’t notice how yours was clammy and trembled. “I’m ____.”

“The pretty starfish,” he added with a sweet smile.

As your cheeks flushed with color, you bit the inside of your cheek. Maybe being a starfish wasn’t so bad after all.

[t3kandson]

Bowling Punishment

Word count; 2,234

Fandom; ACE

Pairing; Reader X Lee Donghun

Characters; Lee Donghun, Park Junhee, Kim Sehyoon, Kim Byeongkwan & Kang Yuchan

Warnings; Fluffy, Angst, Smut, Edging, Public Smut, Oral sex, Sex and Alcohol

Notes; Wrote this for @multistans-world for her Birthday but held back for Donghun’s birthday.

Happy birthday Dongsa & Donghun 💙

This is 6th chapter in the Mint Swirl Series.

He laced his fingers with yours while the others was surrounding you, it had been the same Mantra when you and Donghun went on dates.

However, this date was extra special, being Donghun’s Birthday. Management didn’t want the news that two members of their band was dating. While Sehyoon took no risk with your best friend Lei standing opposite, not even stealing a glance. Donghun however, walked in front of you with Chan, he when noticing it was safe would slow his pace, Lace his fingers with yours and steal a comforting connection from you. It was often met with management scowls. But Chan would often laugh through those looks and whisper, “cute,” to you both. Since you started dating six months ago life had changed so very much. Yourself and Lei was often at their dorms, enjoying many party’s. Though Donghun and Sehyoon never let you play the Soju drinking game again in their eye shot. Junhee who was jealous for the first couple weeks with Sehyoon and Lei, had become your biggest supporter. He still flirted with you and Lei but it was in a sweetly way. Chan was like your overgrown child and would often interrupt your hugs by leaping into your laps as if he was a human kitten. However he wasn’t as innocent as he looked, he had a playful side to him and sometimes would playfully flirt with you, often when Donghun wasn’t paying him attention. Donghun didn’t speak to him for two days when one of his response to his lack of attention was to grab hold of your butt. On the other hand Byeongkwan had changed completely, he confessed he only went overboard on the flirting to force Donghun’s feelings for you. So once you had started dating he had become a great source of support. He had become one of your closest of friends and you two would often sneak away during party’s to enjoy the hidden stash of soju shots, while Sehyoon and Donghun wasn’t looking. It was your pre-party routine while Sehyoon and Donghun was off buying drinks. Sehyoon and Lei had an amusing relationship, you would hardly know they was dating unless you heard them at night, the walls was far too thin in both your apartments. You and Donghun soon learnt to swap homes, which was funny as you often got to explore sex with this beautiful man with no one to worry about walking in. Sehyoon was so quiet with you, but he was great for advice and he gave the warmest of hugs when you was sad and Donghun wasn’t around. He was rather over protective though not just of Lei but you as well. Hence why he would scold you when Donghun risked signs of DPA. He couldn’t scold his hyung so you would have the lecture, as if you could just refuse that cute fluff ball and his soul piercing smile.

As you made your way to the bowling alley that had been closed so you could date in private. Soon as the doors locked to your new private haven, Chan’s new girlfriend Saera flung her arms around him as they settled in the corner. Byeongkwan led his date to the bar for a drink, the red head westerner girl looked familiar. You had spotted her at your party’s but he didn’t look in a rush to show affection that they was dating. Junhee on the other hand was in deep conversation about sizes of bowling balls with Lei, who had Sehyoon wrapped around her. While his own date sat perched on a chair near the alley he clearly had claimed as theirs. The petit dark haired girl was engrossed in her mobile clearly avoiding what flirting Junhee was doing with Sehyoon and Lei.

The night had almost ended too fast, you beat Donghun at a game of bowling. However, your competitive side encouraged a group match, you and Byeongkwan as normal was at the top of the board. It was his last throw and you really needed him to throw a crappy ball. So you walked up to him as he was analysing how best to take a shot. “Need some help bud?” you teased. “Oie you go back to sticking your tongue down your boyfriends throat and stop distracting me,” he shot out. “So I am distracting you then?” you teased as he straightened himself to glare at you. “Five sneaky shots say you can’t beat me,” you smirked, his mischevious grin returned and he chuckled an almost evil laughter, “ha your on, your on.” Moments later You felt Donghun’s arms tighten around you and pull you in, you slouched into him as you felt his warmth hold you. Byeongkwan shot an eye at you, “Do you think you two could do that over there, you two getting off is distracting,” he moaned. “Why would you be distracted by a hug,” you laughed. Byeongkwan stood up and imitated your moans which caused you to blush as Donghun laughed into your neck, causing a shiver as his lips brushed them. “And you can cut that crap out,” he shot out. “Hyung you can go sit down, take her with you,” he shot out relining his options. “No I want to see you lose close up,” you teased. Seeing the frustration in Byeongkwan’s face was highly amusing. It was then that you felt a bulge against your back, you reached your hand behind to feel his hard on through his jeans, the touch of it had him clamp his mouth into your neck to stop the moans escaping. Your hands pressed against him more harder as you closed your eyes in to his almost panting. “What the hell,” Byeongkwan spluttered out. “You know we can see you both right,” he scoffed between smirking at seeing Donghun’s predicament but annoyed at the distraction. “If you want to give us a viewing of your sex life can you wait till after the game,” he said as Donghun threw his head into your neck as you chuckled at his embarrassment. It was then that You had the perfect idea at distracting him. Just as he went to throw the ball he had spent eternity aiming. “Oh my, Byeongkwan have you got a hard on,” you teased. He dropped the ball as his eyes shot down to his pants, which caused both you and Donghun to laugh hard that tears was escaping down your face. Especially when he blushed so red at being caught checking himself out. “How could you not know if you had a hard on or not,” Donghun said through crys of laughter. Byeongkwan was scowling now through his red cheeks that looked almost on fire. He hadn’t even noticed that he had got a strike, nor had you till his red headed girlfriend suddenly appeared swinging her arms in to him, “Haha that was brilliant,” she giggled. He noticed the X on the screen and continued with his evil laugh, “ha, your attempt at distraction sucks,” he said as you pulled Donghun’s arms tighter into you. “Right now where’s thats sex display of yours gone?” he laughed swatting Donghun’s ass.

“Dang I embarrass myself for nothing,” Donghun whispered into your neck taking the time to kiss it gently. “Hey it wasn’t for nothing I enjoyed it,” you said leaning so far into him that you felt his hard on press into you. It was then that Chan chided over asking him for advice when you noticed Byeongkwan at the bar with his girlfriend. Five shots was placed out, you knew Chan had been enrolled at distracting Donghun while Lei literally had her tongue down Sehyoon’s throat, equally distracting him. You made your way to Byeongkwan, ready to face the consequences of losing your bet.

“Come on before he notices,” Byeongkwan said as he tapped his fingers against the bar. You instantly took the first shot down spluttering at him as he smirked at you. “What the hell is this?” you asked through the burning sensation that the liquor made against your throat. “Everclear it’s strong stuff,” Byeongkwan’s girlfriend giggled. “Oh my, god it burns,” you shot out as Byeongkwan laughed while tapping the bar again. “Come on unless you want to be caught,” he teased. You took a breath and sunk the second shot coughing and spluttering, this stuff was evil. You felt yourself already tipsy, how the hell was you going to manage three more without Donghun being aware. As you took the third shot glancing at the remaining two as if you hoped it would disappear, some hands removed one of the shots. Your eyes followed it to your boyfriend who took the shot down, not showing any sign of the burning sensation against his throat. He looked so hot that a slight moan left your lips, his eyes took you in as he took your fourth shot and slung it to the back of his throat, not showing a slight reaction nor taking his eyes off you. The final shot was so erotic you had to hold on to the bar stool in front.

Before you could speak he grabbed your hands and dragged you to the bathroom. His lips instantly attacking yours as he lifted you onto the sink basin. You could taste a slight blend of pepper which your own tastebuds told you was the strange liquor you had just tried. “Your so naughty you got Chan to distract me while you got drunk,” he scolded unzipping his jeans. “I’m going to punish you so bad,” he said as he pulled his cock free. He pulled your pants aside that was soaking wet and ploughed his cock straight into you. The feeling of him taking you unexpectedly caused you to tense around him, wincing from the pain that soon followed by pleasure as he took you so fast, hungrily and selfishly. You went to kiss him and he pulled his lips back refusing your lips. Digging your nails into his back causing him to arch, he groaned thrilling you even more. He threw his head into your chest as he chased his high. Your walls tightening around him as you attempted to chase yours. He became aware that you was close at your own high that he released his body from you. Wrapping his hands round his cock as he fucked himself he looked at the mess he had made you, panting through your frustration. “Take my load in your mouth,” he ordered, you did as he said and slid your mouth down his shaft. Your hands massaged his balls as he placed his hands on the side of your head. Directing his fast forceful slams, his cock hit the back of your throat causing you to gag. He then grunted heavily as he sunk his load into your mouth, Strands falling out as his cock emerged from you. He collapsed panting into you as you sat on the floor in a silent overstimulated frustrated mess. “Everytime you disobey me and drink dangerously I’m going to be selfish and take you for my own satisfaction,” he whispered in your ear causing you to shiver.

The rest of the evening was almost unbearable, You Couldn’t keep still, the friction of your thighs even making you a mess. Even sitting down was making your needs even worse. Donghun took great pleasure at seeing you struggle and took every opportunity to make the most erotic poses. You was so turned on you was even imagining taking him right there and letting Byeongkwan get his public sex show. “Your going to bite your lip away,” Donghun whispered at you as you began to leave the bowling alley. Taking a quick last moment to lace his fingers through yours. He raised your hand to his mouth and slowly kissed it. Your body began to tingle making you moan so erotically causing him to smirk. Byeongkwan shot you a look, “Christ woman will you stop that,” he shot out pretending to look disturbed.

As soon as he walked through your apartment an hour later, after you had been dropped off to your own homes, your lips attacked his. You was so desperate for him to let you have your release. He tried pushing you away but your hands gripped him tight, you wasn’t going to allow him to avoid your needs. He chuckled into your mouth as he fought for air. “Please I’m so very sorry please relieve me,” you pleaded with tears now pricking your eyes. With that he pushed you against the door freeing his cock once again. Moving your pants aside he slammed his cock into you as you pulled your face into his neck. You let his thrusts this time more intense and lovingly take over you. It wasn’t that long before you screamed his name through your orgasm as your body thrashed against his grip on your waist. Causing him to release himself into you as you both crashed to the floor in a heaped mess. “You do know I love you right,” Donghun panted into the tangled mess you both had become. Your heart stopped, you never heard him tell you he loved you. You threaded your hands through his hair as you looked at him lovingly. Cupping his face you whispered, “I love you too Lee Donghun, more then you will ever know.”

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A.C.E & Us

Title: A.C.E & Us

Pairing: A.C.E x Single Mom reader

Genre: A mix of things

Warning: Mentions of past issues

Chan:

Tonight has been such a good night and it couldn’t get any better. Work has been beyond hectic and I just needed a nice relaxing night at home. Cuddling on the couch with my boyfriend while watching his favorite movie? I was almost asleep, leaning against the side of the couch with my legs draped over his lap. So comfy. Nothing could go wrong. That is, until I hear scared whimpers coming from the bedroom down the hall. I frown at the sound, wishing I could fix it once and for all.

“Looks like he’s having nightmares again.” I whisper.

“Yeah, do you-” Chan starts to say when little feet pitter patter against the tiled floor.

A little light brown haired boy walks in, rubbing his eyes, “Mommy? I had a bad dream.” He murmurs, sniffling.

“It’s okay lil man.” I open my arms and smile as he walks over to us, climbing onto my lap. “Come on baby, we need to get you back to bed.” I rub his back. “No!” He shakes his head and hides in my neck.

Chan looks over at me, understanding in his eyes. A little bit later, both of us falling asleep, Chan takes the initiative, “Hey, big guy. What do you say I take you back in there and tuck you in? I’ll tell you a story, what do you say?”

He picks the sleepy boy up and carries him back to his room. I feel bad letting him do it. He’s my responsibility, not Chan’s.. He didn’t ask for this. The joys of dating a single mom... I get up and sneak down the hall, peeking in his bedroom door. Chan’s leaning back with him tucked safely under the blankets. I hear Chan turn the page and begin to read my son’s favorite story to him. I smile as I lean against the door, catching my boyfriend’s eye. He smiles at me but continues to read.

Soft snores eventually fill the room and Chan places the book on a dresser, wiggling out from underneath the boy’s grasp.

“Thank you.” I whisper as he walks towards me.

Wrapping his arms around my waist, he smirks and kisses my forehead, “I don’t mind. He’s a great kid.”

I smile at the compliment happily, “I’m glad you think so.”

“He takes after you. You’ve done well on your own, love.”

I feel my face getting red and hide in his chest, “I’ve done the best I can.”

“I promise to be there from here on out. We’ll do the best we can now, if you’ll let me.”

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Donghun:

“Hot chocolate in ten!” I hear from the kitchen.

“Right before bed, Donghun? You’ll give her nightmares with all that sugar.”

“She’ll make it through the movie, it’s her favorite. So, hot chocolate at the beginning won’t hurt babe.” He smiles, wrapping his arms around my waist and I wrap my arms around his neck.

“Fine, but if she wakes up with nightmares you’re taking care of her tonight. I have to work tomorrow.” I pout.

“Okay. I may not have been around long, but I’d do anything for her and you.” I tear up hearing the words. It’s only been eight months but the 5 year old in the other room loves him like he’s been there forever. I do too. It’s been rough, but Donghun has made it better. I can’t picture our lives without him. A tear slides down my cheek and he wipes it away with his thumb.

“Donghunnie! Donghunnie! Is it done yet?” I hear as my dark headed little girl runs in the kitchen. I let go of him and smile as he bends down and she runs into his arms.

“Not yet, my princess. Want to help me finish it?” He asks, booping her nose. “Can I?” She asks, excitedly.

“Of course. Maybe your mom can start the movie?” I nod at him when he looks my way, seeing that I’m being sent away from all the fun. Turning on The Little Mermaid, I pause it at the beginning and walk back to the kitchen.

I smile and lean against the door frame. Their backs to me while Donghun stirs the milk and cocoa powder together and she holds the mini marshmallows patiently in her hands.

“Can I add them now, Donghunnie?” She asks.

“Not yet, little one. I’m almost done.”

“Okay.” She pouts and I hear him laugh at her, “You’re just like your mom when she doesn’t get her way.” He says. I almost speak up when I hear that comment but let it slide.

“I want to be like mommy when I grow up.” She beams, looking up at him, “Can I add them now? Please?” She asks, getting distracted.

“You can add it to this one, princess.” He chuckles, placing a mug in front of her.

“Yay!” I hear her giggle and quietly take my phone out of my pocket to snap a picture of them.

----------------------------------------------------

Jun:

“Mom? Can we go get pizza?” My 8 year old asks as he gets in the car. I had just gotten off work and was exhausted.

“Sure, man. Did you have a good day at school?” I ask in return.

“Yeah and Mr. Park says he needs to speak with you again.”

“Again? What did you do kid?” I sigh.

“Nothing. I just have a few bad grades in math.” He grumbles from the back seat.

“Is he still inside?”

He nods and I pull into a parking spot and we walk inside the school, heading straight for his classroom. My palms are sweaty and I’m nervous. I don’t know why, I’m not the one in trouble. I knock on the door and walk in while my little boy sits in the chair sitting in the hallway.

“Mr. Park?”

“Yes?” He asks, looking up, “Oh! Hello. I assume you’re here to talk about grades?”

I nod, “I know it’s hard for him to grasp and I’m not great at maths. I don’t really have anyone else to help him, but we try our best.”

“That’s why I asked to speak with you. I know you’re doing your best and I was wondering if I could help him after school. I could come to your house and tutor him or we could meet in the library.”

“I- Really? That would be great. When would you be able to?”

“I could start today if you’d like. We have a test tomorrow and I could help him prepare.”

I nod happily and thank him. His smile lit up the room and made my heart flutter.

A year later and Jun was still coming over everyday.

-School-

“Hey, man. Did you understand everything today?” Jun asks as the final bell rings.

“Yeah, thanks Jun. Are you coming over tonight for mom’s birthday?” He asks the boy.

“Of course. I got her a gift and figured we could go get her a cake. I already told her I’d drive you home. She can relax for a bit before we get there.”

“Sweet!” He smiles.

“Come on, let’s go.”

-Home-

“Mom! We’re back!”

“Hey, kiddo. How was school?” I ask, walking into the hallway.

“Good! Jun said we’re going to study for my finals this weekend.” He beams.

“Good. Let’s enjoy dinner first.” I smile at him. Jun walks in behind the boy, holding a cake and a gift bag. “Jun! What’s this?” I ask, startled.

“Your birthday surprise.” He smirks.

“You guys didn’t.” I feel tears fall and smile like an idiot.

“Here, man. Sit these on the table for me?” He asks, handing the stuff over. The little boy nods, taking the stuff from Jun happily. Jun walks over to me and takes my face in his hands, “It’s your birthday, babe. You’ve worked a lot lately. You deserve it. I’ll cook tonight too.” Kissing my lips, he let’s go of my face and takes my hands, leading me to the kitchen.

He motions for me to sit and takes all the ingredients out to cook, working away.

A bit later, dinner is over and the cake has been eaten. Jun hands me 2 gifts.

“Open mine first, mom!” He grins. I open the biggest one to find a box of chocolates and a teddy bear, “Aw, I love it baby. Thank you.” I smile at him.

“My turn.” Jun smiles. Taking the smaller bag, I open it and find a silver chain with an infinity symbol that says forever. Tears swarmed in my eyes as I looked up at the 2 guys in my life that would always be there for me.

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Sehyoon:

“Sehni! Where’s mommy?” The red headed little girl walks into the room and asks me.

“She’s at work, my sweet. She’ll be home soon.” I say, sitting the art brush down.

Her face fell and I walk over to her, bending down to her level, “What? Am I not good enough to watch you anymore?”

She giggles and shakes her head, “No, I just miss her.”

“I know you do but she has to work to take care of you, silly.” I chuckle, poking her tummy.

“I know. She works because I don’t have a daddy.”

“Where did you hear that, my sweet?” I ask, feeling my heart drop at the 4-year old’s words.

Her lip juts out, “A kid at school.”

I wrap my arms around her, picking her up and feel her arms wrap around me and her face bury in my neck, “Well, need I remind you... I’m not your dad, but I love you and your mom and I’m not going anywhere.”

“Promise?” She asks, sniffling and looking up at me.

“I promise.”

“Sehni? Can we go outside and play?”

“Sure. Do you want to ride our bikes to the park and play until it’s time for your mom to get off?” I ask.

Nodding, she smiles and I dry her cheeks.

“Go and grab your jacket then. Let me put my paints away, alright?”

“Alright!” She giggles.

I kiss her nose and set her on the floor so she can run back to her room.

---------------------------------------------------

Byeongkwan:

“Kwan?” I say, getting his attention and returning back to my coffee. He’s space out thinking about something.

“Yeah? Sorry, I was thinking.” He chuckles.

“I can see that. Want to talk about it?”

“Nah, it’s nothing bad. Where are the minis?”

“At school.” I laugh.

“Wait, then shouldn’t you be at work?”

“I have today off, dork. What’s with you today?”

He looks at me, thinking again and I really wonder what’s going through his head. “I love you guys, you know that? I know I haven’t been in your life for long, but I love you.” He smiles.

My heart rate picks up and butterflies explode in my stomach. I feel the heat rise to my face and the smile won’t fall off.

“I- I love you too.” I say, looking down.

“Really?”

“Yes, really.”

His eyes light up and he leans over, pressing a kiss to my lips. “I was thinking about when I met you 3 for the first time.”

My smile fades a bit, remembering the rough time in my life that was just 2 years ago. Homeless and living in a car with a 2 year old and 4 year old, while working odd jobs to make ends meet.

“No, no, don't lose the smile, baby. You’ve come so far.” He says, tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear. I look down at the table and nod, “I know. It’s hard to believe we were there at one point though. I wouldn’t be here without you, ya know.”

Just then I hear the front door open and squeals of excitement.

“Kwani! You’re here!” The little girl grins, running into the kitchen.

“I am.” He smiles, holding his arms open for the 4-year-old and placing her on his lap.

“Bk! Will you play video games with me?” My 6-year-old asks, running in to stand beside him and wait for his answer.

“You’ve got to ask your mom, sir. Do you have homework?” He asks them.

“Not today! We had testing all day today.” The boy smiles and turns to me, “Can we mom? Can Bk please play a game with me?”

“After dinner and only if I get hugs and kisses first.” I laugh. I’m attacked by 2 children and kissed several times before I feel a kiss on my head and chuckle, “I didn’t mean you Kwan, but I’ll take it.” I smile.

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Country Side Vacation (2/2)

Rating: R (AO3: E)

A.C.E Junhee x Reader x A.C.E Donghun

Word count: 3.3k

Genre: smut, romance

CW: smut, mentions of overstimulation, threesome, friends with benefits, a bit of unnamed ex bashing xD

Request: Ok so this is random and it just came to me and I just thought I need it from you bc you’re the only one I know who wrote Poly- So basically can I request something where it’s like you and all of ace are friends and there’s a water fight or whatever that you walk in on and coincidentally you’re wearing a white shirt and it becomes see through but you don’t realise and join the water fight and then ace get flustered and it’s just a nerve war and teasing back and forth and some spice and ty ❤️

Splash. The cold water brought you forcefully back to the present, to Junhee’s parent’s yard and the water gun fight that had escalated while you had been daydreaming.

There was a sudden silence as the five guys looked at you in shock. Sehyoon had not moved from the spot where he had swung the contents of the bucket at you. Chan who had been the intended recipient apologized.

“Oh no! I’m sorry!”

Junhee ran up to you but tripped and stumbled on the way.

“I guess Sehyoon thought you needed a shower.”

Donghun’s eyes sparkled mischievously.

“Oh, ha. Ha.”

You felt annoyed because of his taunt. It should not aggravate you as much as it did. Yes this was why you had never made a move on him. He had a cruel streak to him. An ability to put the finger where it hurt most.

“I will get you a change of clothes. Come!”

Junhee had composed himself, buttoned up his shirt halfway, which made it look even more inviting to take it off and gestured towards the house.

Inside it was cooler and you shivered. Junhee led you up the stairs and into one of the bedrooms. There were not a lot of personal items here so you guessed this was a guest room. He opened the closet door and rummaged for something you could wear.

“Here.”

In his outstretched hand were a t-shirt and a pair of shorts. Both look too big for you. Were you imagining it or was he a bit nervous?

Something soft and heavy landed on your head. You flinched.

“You will need one of these.”

Donghun’s hands rubbed the towel over your wet hair as Junhee watched, biting his lip.

“You really need to get out that shirt.”

The low whisper made a shiver run down your spine. He wants me to take off my clothes? An arm wrapped around your middle and you suppressed a gasp.

“It’s almost transparent after all. Now what do we do when the others see you.”

You were stunned. All thoughts had vacated your mind. There was only the heat of Donghun’s hand on you and the soft towel on your head. Was that his breath on your neck?

“Hyung.”

Junhee was still there. How you could have forgotten he was in the room was beyond you. The buttons on his shirt were not properly buttoned and your fingers itched to align them as intended. Junhee and Donghun looked at each other.

“I will leave you two alone.”

Donghun’s hand disappeared and he left through the open door. You were sure your face looked like a tomato and you felt a bit bad that Junhee had witnessed it. Even though you were not exclusive by any means, or even a couple, it felt like something you should be sorry about.

Trying to pretend like nothing happened, you took off your shirt. Getting naked in front of Junhee seemed normal at this point. He had seen you clothless many times, there was no point in getting nervous now.

You loved the fabric of the shirt. It was faded blue and very soft from frequent washing.

“So what do you think?”

The clothes were not very stylish or sexy but you could not have guessed by Junhee’s expression. A blush had crept onto his face and he swallowed audibly before answering.

“It suits you.”

An old pair of shorts and a wash out tee suits me? What an odd thing to say. He looked away trying to find anything else to focus on.

“Let’s go down stairs before they break anything.”

Downstairs you found Donghun and Yuchan sitting in the shade under a tree in the garden.

“Where are the other two?”

“Getting some food. For lunch.”

For the evening Junhee’s parents had left a feast to be prepared on the grill. They had marinated meat and filled the fridge with side dishes. You were sure that you were going to explode from the amount of food you would eat later.

A huff came from Junhee.

“More like they wanna have some alone time.”

“Oh Junhee, leave them be. At least that way they don’t sneak around here.”

Donghun did not give any indication that the situation upstairs had happened. Why had he done that?

Indeed Byeongkwan and Sehyoon returned an hour later with food from the convenient store that was 5 minutes away. Judging from the faraway look on Sehyoon’s face, Junhee had probably been right about their alone time.

By the time you had eaten, it was time to start preparing dinner.

“That’s how it’s supposed to be on holiday. You just eat and sleep.”

Chan grinned and sat the bag of coals next to the grill.

“Can you do this?”

Junhee asked and gestured at the bag. He did not trust any of the guys to do it and not burn down his parents house.

“Sure.”

Coal was not your favorite but you started the fire and watched the black glaze over white. Chan sat the container with the meat down next to the grill.

“You look like a miner.”

Donghun rubbed something off your face with a disapproving frown. You had smeared coal dust all over.

“Don’t.”

You swatted his hand away. _I know I’m dirty. No need to feel superior. _

“That looks perfect.”

Junhee beamed at you after looking at the white coals in the grill. That smile could melt ice and stop wars.

“I knew I could trust you with this.”

He handed you a can of beer.

The food was delicious and you ate too much. The sun was beginning to set and it was cooler now. The leftovers compelled you to take another bit and you gave in.

You picked up a spoonful of rice and sauce. Unfortunately halfway to your mouth you got distracted and felt the impact on your shirt. You looked down and saw a chili red stain on your chest.

“Look at you, so clumsy.”

Donghun whispered next to you. Your lips trembled. Why is he picking on me so much? You shot up and stormed into the house.

_I know I’m ugly and clumsy. No need to point it out every second. _

Junhee caught your arm on the stairs. You had not even heard him calling out your name.

“Hey. Is everything alright?”

HIs brows were furrowed and his hand had tightly onto your arm as if you were at flight risk.

“I just…Donghun…”

He took two steps up which put you on the same step.

“Let’s go to my room.”

His room turned out to be the one you had been in earlier and where you had gotten the clothes.

“What is with Donghun?”

You sighed.

“He is always saying these hurtful things to me…”

Junhee studied your face and you looked away. The double bed was made which seemed surprising to you. On the other hand you had never been to Junhee’s apartment and night had he ever spent the night at your place. He had always left.

“You think his comments are hurtful?”

What a weird question. He is always making fun of me. Does Junhee not see it the same way. He stepped a bit closer and his hands came up to your shoulders.

“Is it possible that you are a bit sensitive?”

Your first instinct was to deny that you were being “sensitive” but Junhee did not seem to agree with your point of view.

“Do you… maybe… like Donghun?”

The question came seemingly out of the blue, but it made you feel even more defensive.

“No.”

It had come out too fast to be convincing and sounded more like the opposite. Which, of course, was the case. Donghun had his good moments when he was not being a brutally honest sadistic jerk. Junhee for his part was pretty naive but even he could tell you were lying. You sighed.

“I like him, okay? It’s just…. He is so… he can be… ehmm… too much. He can be kinda brutal in what he says.”

“Because you care what he thinks of you and it hurts when he is making fun of you.”

Sometimes you forgot the Junhee was good at picking up social things. He could read your mind. Or so it seemed at times.

“Yes.”

You felt like a puncture balloon, slowly deflating. It had been on your mind for such a long time that it felt odd to have said it to someone. The fact that someone else knew made your feelings more real.

“Maybe you should do something about that.”

His thumbs drew slow circles on your shoulders. Junhee was so supportive it made you emotional. Such a good soul. Never leave me.

“Junhee…”

Arms wrapped around you and next thing you knew your nose was buried in the nape of his neck. He held you tight.

“You can do it.”

His smell was familiar and immediately, unconsciously relaxed you. It was the smell of cuddling, movie nights and good times.

“I believe in you.”

Don’t make me cry, Junhee. You hugged him tighter. He kissed on top of your head and rocked you from side to side.

“Let’s go back. You can get him alone later.”

You nodded. Even though you wanted to stay in his arms you let go.

When you left the room, your heart jumped while Junhee literally jumped. There was a figure standing in the hallway next to the door.

“Hyung! You scared the living shit out of me!”

Junhee whined at Donghun. You on the other hand were more concerned with how long he had been there and, more importantly, how much he had heard.

“I’m sorry.”

“You better be.”

Junhee pouted but Donghun was not looking at him.

“I’m sorry my teasing hurt you.”

He looked down and wrung his hands.

“I actually like you a lot.”

This was not how you expected this evening to go. You were speechless.

“Donghun…”

“Sorry for eavesdropping, too”

So he had heard. Oh this is not good. What do I do?

“Can I make it up to you somehow?”

He met your eyes and smiled sweetly. It seemed like he was sincere in feeling sorry about hurting you and your heart felt warm. A warm fuzzy feeling radiated from it through your body.

“Maybe you can make her feel good?”

Junhee suggested suggestively. You turned around to look at him in shock. If someone had asked you before, if Junhee would ever suggest to someone else to fuck you, you would have said no. He had always seemed attached to you and you always thought he wanted you to himself.

“Would you… like that?”

Donghun got your attention back with his question. Would I?

“…yes.”

Your answer was quiet and breathless. Donghun looked stunning, you noted. The sleeveless shirt showed off his arms and his long hair was untied now.

“Good. Have fun.”

Junhee passed you and was almost to the stair when Donghun said: “Wait.”

Junhee stopped with his hand on the railing.

“Do you want to stay?”

He looked very confused at this question. Donghun studied your face and added:

“I think she would like that, am I right?”

It was true. Junhee felt safe and if there was a way for him to stay, you would love that. You nodded.

“If that’s okay with you, both of you, then yes I would love that.”

Your face was on fire but you had gotten that out surprisingly confidently. Junhee thought for a moment while you tried hard not to let your nervousness show.

“Okay.”

He came back and three of you entered the room you had left before. Donghun closed the door and pushed you and Junhee against it. Junhee’s back was pressed to the door, you to his chest and Donghun was behind you. You could feel his breath on your neck, hot against your cool skin, and then his lips made contact. They moved down to the nape of your neck and you gasped. Junhee, who had been taken aback, started to move too. He cupped your face and brought your lips together. It felt like coming home after a hard day. Your hands dug into the fabric of his shirt. It was thin, too thin to keep the heat of his body from escaping. Junhee was an amazing kisser, but the way his thumb brushed over your face made your heart flutter even harder. It was so tender.

When Donghun switched to the other side of your neck you sighed into the kiss, starting to feel wound up. Being sandwiched between these two guys was hot, figuratively and literally. Donghun pulled away and you seized the opportunity to get some air. Junhee’s lips were redder than before, slightly swollen. It suited him well.

You turned around and grabbed Donghun’s shirt. He let himself be pulled in, as you leaned back so Junhee was still pressed against the door. Donghun’s lips were full and warm. The kiss started a bit more tentative but he got bolder fast. You revelled in the feeling of Donghun’s tongue in your mouth and the little gasps Junhee made, when you ground your ass against his hips. It was always lovely to hear him, to the point where you suspected a little kink coming in.

Donghun pulled away when it started to get interesting.

“I think Junhee really wants to take your clothes off.”

A wicked smile appeared on Donghun’s face. You looked over your shoulder at a very flushed Junhee.

“Now that you mention it, he has been very weird since it put them on…”

He bit his lip and avoided your eyes. His shirt was asking to be unbuttoned. You ran your hands up, over his chest to his shoulders.

“Tell me.”

“You’re wearing my clothes. It’s so hot.”

There was fire burning in his eyes as he said that. You had never worn his clothes before and the thought had never crossed your mind either. Now however you felt your face burn. You agreed, it was hot.

Junhee’s hands flew to your hips and began moving up. The palms of his hands ran over your sides as he pushed the shirt up and over your head. A kiss followed, but he cut it short and spun you around.

“Take his shirt off.”

You huffed but did as he wished. Donghun was slightly more built than Junhee and your hands flew to his chest as if it was magnetic. He watched your face as you ran your hands off his hot skin. Being shirtless was the optimal way to get as much of your skin against his. You wrapped your arms around his middle and kissed his neck. He even let his head sink to the other side to give you better access. Donghun was undeniably worked up as evident by how hard he was against you.

“Tell me, how do you want to go about this?”

They had both lost their clothes and you did not know where to look. Junhee was the most gorgeous person in every room he had ever entered and Donghun with his longer hair and piercings was positively breathtaking.

“I mean don’t think we have time for …ehm I don’t know if you like it..”

“In the butt?”

You offered flatly. Poor Junhee it’s not easy for him too, today.

“Maybe Donghun can fuck me and I will take you to my mouth?”

It sounded obscene to say out loud and your face had not stopped burning since this started.

“Fine with me. Junhee?”

He only nodded with a tense face. You got on the bed deciding doggy style was the way to go today.

“Do you have condoms?”

“Yes.”

Junhee opened his suitcase and rummaged inside. Donghun used the time to run his hand down your back to your ass and give it a squeeze. His fingers came down to your clit and he circled it. A sigh escaped you and you let your head sink to the mattress as he continued to rub it. One finger entered you, curled up inside and left too soon.

“Here.”

Junhee sat on the bed by your head. He patted your hair and you came back up to your hands.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes, start already,” you whined.

He did not waste any more time and pushed in. You moaned at the wonderful feeling of being filled. This whole day had put you on edge and now it was finally paying off.

“You feel so good Hunnie. Don’t stop.”

His rhythm faltered when you said that. I hit a nerve, haven’t I?

“Fuck me harder, Hunnie.”

He grunted disapprovingly but his thrusts came harder now. You did not know if it was the nickname or something else that he liked. Junhee sat on the bed watching with an uncomfortable looking erection. It was hard to hold yourself up on one hand, so you got down on your elbow and used your other hand to stroke Junhee. He closed his eyes and bit his lips, so he did not see it coming when you took him into your mouth. His hips jerked and it took everything from him not to thrust up.

Donghun had slipped out when you had moved forward without warning. He ran his tip down to your swollen clit and back up, circling your entrance just to make you go insane.

Unfortunately you could not say anything about that because you were busy with Junhee. When he finally pushed back in, it was with a pace that was neither fast nor slow, but made up for it with force. You moaned and had to get your mouth off Junhee who was breathing very controlled. That, you had seen before. He was closed but did not want to come yet.

“Junhee, let me hear you, please.”

The control he had on his breathing broke and he moaned as stroked him. You clenched around Donghun at the sound, breathy and beautiful.

“Oh, Junhee, so good, so gorgeous, don’t stop.”

He shuddered at the praise and moaned again, louder this time. The sound almost pushed you over the edge. Almost.

You rested your head on his thigh and watched as he calmed down.

Donghun leaned forward and his breath tickled your neck.

“Do you want to turn around?”

“Sounds good.”

While the doggy style had been enjoyable, it was also unlikely for you to come in it. Donghun’s face was tense and his hair stuck to his sweaty forehead, when he entered you again. This time you were on your back and wrapped your legs around his hips. He let you control the pace and settled for kissing your chest. His tongue ran over your nipple and you flexed your inner muscles for more friction. You were so close now, your fingers tangled in his hair and legs guiding him into the perfect pace. His moan came so unexpectedly. He had been very quiet before but now his wonderful voice came out. You came to his moan in your ear.

A few erratic thrusts later he collapsed on top of you.

Epilogue

Chan had his arms crossed and glared as you exited the house into the garden. A sour expression on his face. He sat completely alone in front of a dwindling camp fire.

“Seriously?”

He pouted but instead of funny it looked hurt.

“Everyone is off, having sex and I’m here alone.”

“Chanie..”

He looked away sulkily as Donghun tried to contain the damage.

“Maybe.”

You sat down on his lap which caught him by surprise.

“Maybe next time you say something beforehand.”

His hair was beautifully soft and twisted a finger in it. Mouth wide open he could not say a word.

A/N: I hope you liked it anon :))

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® -> REQUESTED

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🤧 -> ANGST

🔥 -> SUGGESTIVE/SMUT

💀 -> CREEPY

❤ -> VALENTINE SPECIAL

❄ -> CHRISTMAS SPECIAL

🎃 -> HALLOWEEN SPECIAL

🎂 -> BIRTHDAY SPECIAL

🏵 -> DRABBLES

🌺 -> SERIES

⏰ -> TIMESTAMPS

🆎 -> NSFW ALPHABET

📱 -> SOCIAL MEDIA AU

You’re so clingy, I love it ®🌸🎂🏵

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Is that my shirt? ®🌸🏵

Your real home ®🌸🎂⏰

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thick like honey

summary: you can’t get over how thick byeongkwan’s thighs are, but maybe you don’t have to? length: 6,227 pairing: byeongkwan x reader genre: smut, angst, a dash of fluff

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You hated to admit it but Kim Byeongkwan was utterly, and incredibly hot.

Yes, he is a fuckboy. No doubt about that, he has slept with more than half the girls here. You've heard all the stories. The girls on campus whispering not so quietly amongst their friends about their wild nights with the one and only Byeongkwan. How he is a sex god in bed and how he made their toes curl or how many times he made them cum, even before they had sex. So there was no denying that he was a playboy, but he is by far the finest guy in your college. His clothes are always accentuating his toned physique. His shiny hair, dyed a nice platinum blonde. His eyes are big and round with a hazel tone in them. His skin is porcelain with no flaws in them whatsoever.. But what really gets you are his thighs.

Yes, his thighs.

But that's not the point here.

The point was that he was driving you absolutely crazy.

Of course you have never talked to the guy, so part of it is your fault. He never did anything to you. Never once been rude or impolite to you. Nothing. It was the plain fact that Byeongkwan made you horny, nearly all the time. But how can he not when he always looks so good? You shake your head at the thought and try to focus on getting out your materials.

Currently, you are in class. It's 9am on a Thursday morning and you can barely keep your eyes open. Students are coming in, half of them barely awake and others look like they are practically sleep-walking. You're in your English-Literature class, one of your least favorites. Not the class but that fact that it's so early and you wish you were still curled up in bed. Everyone probably thinks the same because most take the seats in the back to continue their naps, while you, take a seat near the front. You hear the door open but you keep looking down at your phone, patiently waiting for your professor to arrive. You don't notice the stranger in front of you until they speak up.

"Is this seat occupied?" A male voice asks, causing you to look up and nearly drop your phone. You look at Byeongkwan surprised and open your mouth but no words come up, "is that a no?"

"Yes- I mean no," you manage to stupidly blurt. "I mean- you can sit here."

"Thanks," he smiles, taking the seat next to you and you feel your palms get sweaty, "sorry it's just that all the other seats are taken up."

"That's okay.." you awkwardly smile back and the professor walks in. He drops his briefcase loudly on his stand, causing everyone to wake up and class begins

You have no idea how you managed to survived that class next to Byeongkwan. The second the class was over, you had barely managed to escape that class without making a fool of yourself. Not to mention that every minute you were next to him, you'd catch yourself glancing at him and at his thick thighs. He sported a black, graphic t-shirt with ripped jeans that made his legs look so good. He looked so good. Your mind would drift off to different places, bad places that made your own thighs rub together to ease your heat.

You certainly didn't pay much attention to the professor this time around. Much too distracted by the living greek-god that was sitting next to you. Which sucks because now you have to use your textbooks and write down the notes you missed. You sigh, walking back to your dorm to take a small nap before your next seminar. You needed one to calm your nerves and try to get rid of any thoughts of byeongkwan.

"Hey, wait!"

You turn to the voice and see Byeongkwan jogging up to you. You can feel your heart begin to race and you wonder how you've managed to attract him to you twice. "Uh, yes?" You ask meekly. He smiles and holds out a notebook towards you. Not any notebook, your notebook.

"You left this back in class," he hands it to you and you take it. Looking at your notebook and back at him, "you left in such a rush that you forgot it."

"Oh.." You say shyly, nodding your head, “sorry for making you come all this way."

"No need to, I'm heading up this way anyways but I saw you and thought it'd be better to give it to you now than our next class," Byeongkwan shrugs, and you can't help but mentally moan at the sound of his smooth voice.

"Thank you," you blush, holding the notebook against your chest now.

"Mind if I ask why you were in such a rush?" He questions, an eyebrow raised and you almost gulp when someone interrupts your conversation.

"Kwan-oppa!" A girl comes up to Byeongkwan and engulfs him in a hug. He stumbles back a bit but pats her back. She pulls back and gives him a peck in the cheek. He smiles awkwardly and you look away, contemplating whether to leave or not.

"Hi, Minhee," he says and she smiles.

"How are you oppa?" She asks cutely, grabbing onto his arm and you want to throw up at the use of her aegyo, "are you going to Junhee-oppa's party on Saturday?"

"Of course, how can I not? He's my best friend." He jokes and she giggles at his reaction. You slowly start to back away when Byeongkwan notices you again.

"Are you going Y/N?"

"Y/N?" Minhee asks confused before she sees you and raises an eyebrow, “who is she?"

"Ah Minhee, meet Y/N," Byeongkwan introduces you two. You're completely surprised that he knows your name, "she's in my E-LIT class."

"Nice to meet you," you say, but she eyes you before glancing at Byeongkwan. She returns her gaze to you and a fake smile plasters on her face. "Nice to meet you too. Wow, you are so pretty!"

"Thanks?" You say, unsure. He smiles before asking you again, "you're going to Junhee's party right?"

"Ah, no.. I don't really know him."

"Aw well that's too bad, isn't it oppa?" She fakes a pout and you mentally glare at her.

"Yeah," he actually frowns but then a smile plasters on his face, “you should come, I'll personally invite you."

"O-Oh, you don't have to-"

"Please, be my guest," Byeongkwan insists nicely and you can't help but melt inside. "Okay.."

"Great!" He grins, turning to Minhee, "right? Everything works out!"

"Yep," She smiles painfully but then she wraps her arm around his causing you to clench the notebook in your hands.

"So I'll see you Saturday?" He asks and you can't help but nod, "good! Bye Y/N!"

"Bye-" Before you can finish, Minhee drags your crush out of there and you're left speechless.

What did you just get yourself into?

"He really invited you?" Your best friend Seulgi, exclaimed. You nodded sheepishly and she squealed in delight, “and you're going, right?"

"Ah, I don't know Seulgi.."

"What?" She frowns, confused now, “your living wet dream just invited you to a party where you just might get some action and you're going to turn it down?" You quickly cover her mouth and hush her, embarrassed at the dirty but truthful words.

"I just don't think I should go," you simply shrug, "I won't know anyone there or have anyone to talk to."

"Hey, I'll be there." She protests and you roll your eyes at her, “you'll also be making out with Donghun by the end of the night." She blushes at your retaliation. Donghun and her are currently a thing. Not sure what kind, whether they're talking, friends with benefits or anything.. But you don't question her because it's really none of your business.

"Please Y/N," Seulgi whines and tugs at your arm. You shrug her off but she wraps her arms around you and attempts to use her aegyo on you.

"Okay! Okay!" You scrunch up your nose, pulling her off of you, “anything to stop that wretched noise."

She laughs, smacking you on the shoulder slightly. "Besides," she smirks, "if byeongkwan is there, I'm sure you won't be doing any talking." She wiggles her eyebrows which makes you gasp in embarrassment and throw a pillow at her.

"Seulgi!"

It's friday afternoon now, you're in the campus library trying to write down the notes you missed in class. You're trying your best to make sense of the notes but your mind keeps drifting off to byeongkwan. His delicious body, his sweet lips, his strong arms and legs-

You groan a bit too loudly and a bunch of students shush you. You shrink in your chair and mumble an apology. You shake your head and try avoid those thoughts. Maybe you needed a break. You'd been here for almost an hour and you hadn't even had dinner yet. Getting up quietly, you saunter outside the library to find a vending machine to ease your growling stomach. You see one at the end of the hall and immediately jog to it.

Pressing the button for an energy bar, it comes as a total of one dollar. In hopes of having money, you try to fish out a dollar from your bag. You bite your lip and mentally groan when you realize you left your wallet at your dorm. A hand places a bill inside the vending machine, making you look up at the person.

"Byeongkwan," your eyes widen, "h-hi."

"Hi Y/N," he sweetly smiles, leaning down and picking up the energy bar before handing it to you, “in need of a snack?"

"Oh yeah.. Thank you, you didn't have to do that though," you blush.

"Don't mention it," he chuckles, shaking his hair lightly into place and you wish you could run your hands through it, “what are you up to?"

"Studying," you say and glance at his attire quickly. He looks good, per usual. This time sporting a long sleeve and a pair of basketball shorts that give you a look of his muscular legs, "for E-LIT.. Missed some notes."

Okay good, you're finally acting normal.

"Oh really?" He asks. “Well, if you want you can borrow my notes."

"Really?" You raise your eyebrows. "I mean.. I wouldn't want to be a bother." He chuckles at your reaction before shaking his head. "Nonsense, you can ask for them whenever. I'll bring them to you the next time I see you, okay?"

"Okay.." You smile.

"Do you think I could get your number?" He asks, scratching the back of his neck and a tint of pink scattered across his cheeks, “so I can find you and lend you my notebook of course."

"O-Oh sure,” you stutter, pulling out your phone and handing it to him. He puts his number in and calls his phone. His phone starts to ring and he hangs up, handing back your phone.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow,” Byeongkwan grins but his statement throws you off.

"Tomorrow?"

"The party,” he suddenly winks, walking backwards. Finally remembering, you nod. He waves goodbye and you shyly do the same. When he finally is out of your sight, a sigh escapes you. Why, oh why is he so hot?

"I am so not wearing this," you screech, walking out of the bathroom, “not in a million years."

"Oh come Y/N! You look hot!" Seulgi whines. She thought it would be a good idea to pick your outfits. She chose to wear a grey, short and tight fitting dress that made her body look even better than it is. Meanwhile she chose to make you wear a white cropped v-neck shirt and a leather mini skirt that made you feel like a hooker.

"Yeah and I also look like I work at hooters," you cringe as you look at your outfit, "maybe this means I shouldn't go."

"L/N Y/N, you are going to that party even if I have to drag you there myself!” She threatens, slipping on her leather jacket over her dress.

"It's not like Byeongkwan will notice me anyways," you quietly mumble, playing with the end of your skirt, "he has so many girls pining after him, why would he want me?"

It was true. Every girl wanted to be with him, whether it meant a one night stand, a relationship or even a casual fuck. Why would he choose you when he could have someone as gorgeous and sexy as Minhee?

"You're beautiful Y/N, you are the most amazing and hottest girl on campus," Seulgi frowns at your words, "anyone would be lucky to be with you.. even byeongkwan."

Her words cause you to smile and you shove her away playfully. "Fine, you cheesy person.” She cheers but you cut her off, "only if I choose what to wear." Seulgi pouts but nods her head and you head back into your closet to pick your outfit.

Settling for a graphic tee and high waisted jean shorts with some high heeled boots, you apply a bit more make-up than usual and Seulgi curls your hair the way you liked. You smile at the results and you feel a bit more relaxed.

You both decide to leave an hour later. The house the party is at is huge, possibly hundreds of people scattered all across the house and more entering the front door. The place is booming with loud music inside and hollering from the already drunk people. Your mind starts to drift to him and you begin to really think about running away now. Far, far away from here when suddenly, you feel a buzz in your pocket.

Pulling out your phone, your eyes widen at the text.

unknown: hey it's byeongkwan.. here yet?

You bite your lip, quickly typing up a response.

you: just got here.

"Let's go have some fun!" Seulgi exclaims and drags you inside the party. The scent of booze, humidity and peer-pressure hits you all at once when you enter the place. You look around, noticing everyone's attire and instantly regret changing into other clothes. Every girl here is dressed to impress in their sexiest clothes while you're rather casual. Most of them look at you strangely but you focus your attention back at Seulgi and how she immediately heads to the refreshments table in the kitchen.

"Want a shot? Tequila or vodka?" She asks, serving herself a drink.

"I think I'll just start off with a beer," you shake your head and she boos at your choice but hands you a cup anyways. You take a sip of your cup, pulling out your phone to see if you have any more messages.

bk: where are you right now?

You hold back a smile and respond back.

you: kitchen.

"God Y/N, leave your phone alone for one second and enjoy the party!" She groans, pulling your attention away from your device and pulls you into the living room. You're greeted by none other than Donghun and another tall guy with white, shaggy hair. Seulgi immediately blushes and smiles at them, but more towards her lover.

"Hi guys," Donghun grins, wrapping an arm around her shoulder, "when you'd get here?"

"About 5 minutes ago,” she smiles flirtatiously.

"Only five minutes in and already drinking? Wow, you sure haven't changed Seulgi,” the stranger jokes, causing Seulgi to gasp and push his shoulder lightly.

"Oh shut up Junhee!” So this was the Junhee.

"Anyways this is Y/N, my friend,” Seulgi introduces you to him and he smiles, waving a hand at you.

"Nice to meet you," Junhee grins, "BK invited you right?"

"Uh, yeah.." you say shyly.

"He made it pretty clear he did," he chuckles, "you guys close?"

"No, not really.. Why?"

"No reason, he just kept talking about you these past few days,” he smirks. Seulgi gives you a knowing look and you lightly elbow her.

"Must be because we have class together.."

"We have class together too.." Donghun grins, pulling Seulgi closer, “don’t we Seulgi?"

"I bet she still doesn't pay attention though," Junhee mocks, causing her to curse at him, “she used to make me help her in math, like all the time."

The conversation keeps going but rather than listening, you quietly check your phone.

bk: where are you now? seems like i'm on a scavenger hunt.

You giggle at his remark and type away.

you: living room.

You look up again and continue to listen to their conversation but get bored quickly. You simply look around and watch as different people dance, drink, make-out with others and just conversate. You take a sip of your drink and notice that you ran out.

"I'm going to get another drink,” you say to Seulgi and she nods, averting her gaze back to Donghun. You roll your eyes and head back to kitchen. After serving yourself another cup of the booze, you check your phone but you're disappointed to see that Byeongkwan hadn't replied. Frowning, you take a another sip and shrug, making your way back to Seulgi. You look around for her but she isn't anywhere in sight.

"Great," you mumble, all alone now, "why am I not surprised."

You wonder if maybe you should leave. Seulgi is off with her boy toy while Byeongkwan seems to be busy. Plus you knew nobody here. So what was the point? You sigh, deciding that if you're going to be here, might as well explore the place. You walk past the crowd of teens on the dance floor and into a semi-empty hallway. This place was most definitely huge. Is this a fraternity house? You notice a plaque on the wall that say Kappa Phi Stigma.

You continue to walk until you reach a staircase and decide to climb it. Looking at all the different medals and certificates on the walls distracts you that you nearly bump into a couple making out. You spurt out an apology and quickly run up the stairs in embarrassment when you feel to need to pee.

"Oh great,” you say, looking at all the different doors and trying to open a few but sadly, they're all locked. You go for the door at the end of the hall and mentally cheer as the knob turns all the way. You practically burst in but stop in place when you see Byeongkwan sitting on the toilet seat and Minhee on his lap. They both stare at you, a look of annoyance on Minhee's face while Byeongkwan looks surprised with a hint of guilt. You stand there for a few seconds, shocked before you snap out of it.

"S-Sorry,” you apologize quickly, trying to get away as fast as possible.

"Wait Y/N!" Byeongkwan calls but you slam the door shut.

You run to the first door you can and luckily it's unlocked. Closing the door behind you, you lock it and lean against the door quietly. You hear the bathroom door open and Minhee calls out Byeongkwan’s name before the door slams shut once again. You hear loud footsteps pass your door and you hold your breath. When the footsteps fade away and you assume that he's gone, you slide down the door and let a few angry tears fall.

You were right. Of course he wouldn't want to be with someone like you. Someone as boring looking as you were no match to the extravagant Minhee, or any other girl here. You were simply Y/N to him, the boring girl from his English class and that's all you'd ever be. You sniff and wipe away your tears but more fall down.

You don't know how long you sit in the room. Possibly an hour has passed and you still sit in the same spot. You can hear the music booming from downstairs but your head feels numb and all you want to do is leave. You get up from your spot on the floor, taking a big gulp from your neglected cup and wipe under your eyes. You check yourself in the nearby mirror of the college boy who sleeps here and make sure you look decent enough.

Opening the door quietly, you look out to make sure no one is there and walk out the room. You head downstairs, in hopes of finding Seulgi and getting the hell out of there. You sneak past a bunch of people, avoiding all the couples and try to find Seulgi. You look around, seeing unfamiliar faces when you catch Byeongkwan’s gaze across the living room and your eyes widen. "Y/N!" You turn around and try to make a run for it. But suddenly, you're blocked by all the dancing lunatics and curse yourself for coming here in the first place.

You see an opening in between a group and you try to make your way through when a hand grabs your arm. Spinning you around, you make eye-contact with Byeongkwan. Your eyes are wide while his are frantic. Despite the situation, he still look so dämn attractive. He has on a graphic tshirt, with a backwards dad-hat and a pair of black jeans.

"Can I talk to you?" Byeongkwan pleads, “privately?"

You're not sure why but you feel yourself nodding and he visibly sighs in relief. Rather than letting you go, he holds on your hand instead, pulls you out of the living room and back upstairs. You're climbing up the stairs and it's like you're living a dream, despite the circumstances. He heads into a room, not the one you were pathetically crying in earlier luckily, and closes the door behind him.

You stand there awkwardly, looking around and notice that this is his room. His room is rather nice for a college boy. A clean, well made bed with a few pieces of furniture and posters around. A picture frame on his nightstand of himself and his fraternity brothers. You divert you gaze back at him and notice his distressed state.

"Look, I know what you saw out there but it wasn't what it looked like. I wasn't hooking up with Minhee. We were just talking but she suddenly came onto me and I had no idea what to do," he explains, and you're surprised as to why he's doing this, “then you came in and ran away before I could explain myself."

"Oh," you utter quietly, biting your lip, "why are you telling me this though?"

"Because you didn't let me tell you before-"

"I know that," you interrupt, “but you don't need to explain yourself.. We're not dating or anything."

"Well yeah," he frowns at the floor and you don't know if you should have said that, “but I-I just.."

He looks hurt at your words and suddenly, it seems to all click. All the helping, the talking, the texts, it all pops up into your head.

"Do you like me Byeongkwan?" His head looks up and he seems shocked.

"How'd you know?"

"Do you?" You ask again, walking towards him. He nods shyly, his cheeks starting to blush and you smile.

"I like you too." You confess, and his eyes widen. "You do..?" You nod and now you're in front of him.

"I actually like you a lot,” you whisper, looking up at him. He looks down at your lips and back at your eyes. He seems to be battling with himself internally so you decide to take initiative and press your lips against his. His lips are smooth and plush against your own. Your mouth moves slowly against his and you wrap your arms around his neck. You feel his hands snake around your waist and he pulls you into him. Licking his bottom lip, you are granted with access as he tries to dominate your mouth with his tongue causing you to moan.

He kisses you skillfully and you feel like you're flying. He slips his hands under you shirt and grips your bare waist before moving them behind your thighs, picking you up with ease. You wrap your legs around his waist and he leans you both against a wall. You continue to kiss each other for a few more moments when he pulls away and begins to kiss down your neck.

He nips at the flesh and it makes you moan softly. "Kwannie," you sigh and he hums against your neck, adding a few lovebites on it. He continues to kiss down your neck to your collarbones and back up before meeting your lips again. You kiss back with passion and bite his lower lip which makes the most delicious sound come from him.

He finally moves back and takes you to his bed, dropping you carefully on it. You kiss without stopping as he leans over you. You pull him as close as possible, accidentally tip the hat off his head and run your fingers through his soft locks. You feel his fingers dance up your thighs and instinctively, you grind against the now forming bulge in his pants. He moans in your mouth and you love the sound so much that you do it again. You move your hips upwards and he groans some more. He begins to grind his bulge against your clothed heat and it flicks against your clit deliciously.

"Fuck Y/N," byeongkwan pulls away and you take the moment to push him onto the bed and straddle him. You start to grind against him again, loving every single noise that slips from him and how it stimulates your heat. His head tips back and he grabs your hips, guiding you back and forth. You moan as the zipper of his jeans rubs against your heat and bite your lip.

He tugs at the hem of your shirt and you pull it over your head, your lace bra in display. You lean back down and go back to kissing his sweet lips. His mouth moves against yours perfectly and he suddenly sits up. He pulls away briefly, pulling on the collar of his shirt before tugging up and removing it in one go. His pale, hard abs come into view and you practically drool. "God, you're so hot,” you mumble out and he grabs your chin before attacking your mouth. You tangle your hands in his hair once again and he unbuttons your jean shorts. Before he can unzip, you pull away and take his hands off of you.

"Something wrong?" He asks, worried. His lips are red and plump, hair all messed up and there's a hint of sheen on his body. He looks absolutely ravishing and you can't help but lick your lips.

"No," you shake your head, "I just want to suck your dick first."

"Fuck," he mutters and quickly unbuckles his belt. You help him out by unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. He pulls down his pants, kicking them off and you see the bulge in his boxers. You lean down, mouthing at his clothed manhood and Byeongkwan moans out. You continue to lick and suck at it before looking up at him, who looks already out of breath. You pull away and finally stick your fingers underneath the band. Pulling down all the way, his dick smacks against his stomach and you can't wait to have it in your mouth.

He's long and hard, with a nice red tip. His girth is so thick that you wonder what isn't thick about this man. You move down his thighs before wrapping your fingers around the base of his cock. You lick at the tip, making sure to keep eye-contact with him. He softly moans out as you lick up a long stripe from his balls to his tip. You carefully suck at the tip, running your tongue around it. His thighs clench at the stimulation and you feel yourself get wetter and wetter. Slowly, you move down and take him in bit by bit. You bob your head up and down, making sure to see his reactions. You suck harder which makes him moan.

"Jesus you suck my cock so good,” he moans out, his eyes squeezed shut and you hum a thank you. His fingers tangle in your hair, “taking my dick so well baby."

His words go straight to your heat, dampening your already wet panties some more. You continue to suck him, running your tongue all around him and deep-throating him whenever you could. You bring one hand down to his balls and massage them which makes him grip your hair.

"Yes baby, fuck,” Byeongkwan groans, his other hand clutching the sheets, “you’re going to make me cum if you keep doing that."

You pull away at that and Byeongkwan tries to catch his breath. You wipe at your mouth and he instantly kisses you. His hands go behind your back to your bra and he skillfully unclips it. You pull the material off your chest and his lips latch on one of your perky nipples.

"Byeongkwan,” you moan out, tugging at his blonde strands. He licks and nibbles on one before moving to the other. He uses a hand to massage your other brëast so it doesn't feel neglected and you let out breathy moans. He smiles at your reaction and pulls away. He pecks your lips softly before turning you over and laying you down.

Pulling down your shorts, he drags your ruined panties with them and licks at two of his fingers. He instantly rubs your clit softly with them, causing you to moan loudly. You whimper at his touch and try to close your legs from the stimulation but he pries your legs apart. He dips a finger inside and you moan out as he pumps it in and out of you.

"Oh god,” you moan out, clutching the sheets underneath you. He slips another finger in and picks up speed. Your curls start to curl at the pleasure and he smirks. He pulls out suddenly which you're about to protest at but then he puts his fingers in his mouth. He closes his eyes and moans at the taste. It is the hottest thing you have ever seen and it makes you heat ache even more.

"You taste absolutely delicious,” he winks at you. You would ask to have more foreplay with any other partner but you can't help but want him already. You dreamt of this for the longest that if you don't have him now, you just might die.

"Fuck me,” you whisper and his eyes darken.

"That's what my baby wants?" He questions, his voice dropping down an octave or two. You nod and he tsks, "I need to hear you beg."

"Please fuck me kwan,” you whimper, “I need you so bad. I need your dick inside of me."

He growls at your words and leans over to kiss you. You moan against his mouth and run your hand down to massage his length. He tugs down his boxers all the way and leans over to find a condom inside his drawer. You grab his hand and shake your head.

"I'm on the pill.." he nods and pecks your lips before getting into position.

He sits on the back of his thick thighs and grabs himself from the base leading his length to your entrance. He teases you slightly by rubbing his tip against your clit and you whine. He bites his lip as he begins to push in and you whimper at the fullness you begin to feel. Byeongkwan moans out as you wrap around him tightly and you've never felt so full in your life.

When he's finally all the way in, he leans back over you and slowly begins to move his hips. You look into each other's eyes and he looks absolutely breathtaking.

"You're so fucking tight," he groans, slowly but surely picking up speed. You clutch at his back, whimpers escaping your lips, “so fucking good."

"Byeongkwan," you gasp out, wrapping your legs around his waist, "faster, please."

He kisses your lips, pumping into you much faster now. The bed begins to creak and you can feel the way his thick cock moves inside of you. You're moaning loudly now but you could care less about anyone hearing you. All you care about is how good he is fucking you.

"Oh god Y/N," he groans out, thrusting hard. "your pussy was made for me, goddamn."

You moan out as he pounds into you, his balls smacking against your ass with each thrust. He slows down his pace all of a sudden and grinds into you in slow circles that have you seeing stars. Now you know why all these girls talk about him so much, because he really was a sex god in bed. He pumps back hard into before returning to the grinding and you feel overwhelming pleasure. He is doing you so good that you don't know if you've ever felt this good.

"Yes kwannie, oh fuck,” you manage to gasp out. "ngh-"

He continues to fuck into you, grabbing your breasts and kneading them. He places kisses all over your neck and it all feels so good that you could cry. The pleasure builds up and you can feel yourself climbing up the ladder to your climax. As if sensing this, he licks his thumb and begins to rub your clit. You hiss at the contact as he nearly brings you there.

"You wanna cum babe?" Byeongkwan asks, thrusting into you with every word, "cum for me Y/N, cum all over my cock."

You're so close that you can taste it and as he starts to apply more pressure onto your heat, you're put over the edge. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, fuck-" you whimper, your eyes squeezing shut and your back arches from the bed as your orgasm hits you. Your legs shake from how hard you come and you feel it in waves. Byeongkwan moves slowly to help out your high before he stops and lets you catch your breath.

He pulls out suddenly, and quickly turns you over, on your hands and knees. He gets into position behind you before pushing back into you. He moves slowly, then returns to his usual pounding that makes you whine from the oversensitivity but there is a tinge of pleasure in it. You can no longer feel your arms or legs, your body way too overwhelmed from all the pleasure. His thrusts become erratic and you know he's close by how loudly he's moaning.

You take all the energy you have left to prop yourself up until your back meets his chest and you wrap your left arm around his neck. He kisses your lips passionately before moving down your neck. He fumbles with your breast, trying to chase after his high. You moan out to him and nibbles on your shoulder.

"Cum for me ‘kwan,” you purr in his ear, "cum inside of me baby."

"F-Fuck, I'm so close," Byeongkwan stammers, his thick thighs smacking against your ass.

"Come on baby," you coo. "fill me up."

He pounds into you faster than ever before he reaches his end and he comes in a long, loud moan. He holds onto you strongly, his hips pushed against your ass hard. His eyes are squeezed shut and you have never seen someone so beautiful. He pumps into you slowly, riding out his high and comes to a halt. He slumps against your shoulder and you both try to catch your breath.

Sweat covers the both of you and you feel exhausted. He kisses your shoulder after a few moments and you take that as a cue to lay down in the bed. He stands up, grabbing a small towel from his closet and wipes his release away that now runs down your thighs. After disposing of it, he crashes next to you and for some reason, you feel at peace. Byeongkwan pulls you towards him and you rest your head on his chest, looking up at him.

"You were amazing,” he tiredly smiles, petting your tangled hair.

"You weren't so bad yourself,” you joke, looking down and running your finger in circles on his chest. He watches your movements before he grabs onto your hand and intertwines your fingers together. You look as he raises them and kisses the back of your hand.

"I hope you know this means you're my girl," byeongkwan grins, and you blush, "that is, if you want to be?"

"I'd love to,” you smile back and he pecks your lips softly. He suddenly smacks your butt playfully and wraps his arms around you.

"Rest up champ,“ he smirks, "we're going to need all the energy we can for round two tomorrow."

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a/n: I made this on wattpad like 3 years ago and ive clearly updated it to his current name but if you see jason lol sorry im fucking blind

[angelic-jeonghan1004]

Request: can I get how a.c.e would react to their s/o having tics? I know it's a weird request you don't have to do it

Okay so this probably wasn't the response you are hoping for since it's not in reaction form but I believe all of them would definitely be accepting of you and understand, they'd probably ask what can trigger you and just be super mindful. I personally have tics that usually make me hit myself or flinch and bring my head back super far so I completely understand if you're ever worried about tics in a relationship but note you're wonderful all on your own tics and all, you can't change yourself so love who you are. Both A.C.E and I are proud of you💖 to give an actual reaction though I think Jun would be curious and want to know more about your tics and what set them off or how they effect you, I feel like he'd be very open minded and just want to know more. Donghun would also be accepting and probably on his own time do research on it and just accept it as another feature about you. Sehyoon would be probably caught off guard by it at first if it's not explained to him so then he'd probably ask you about it and then to know how to care for you when you have tic attack. Byeongkwan would want to ask questions I think just all of them would be curious to learn about it and would just want to understand how it is for you. Chan would want to find out what are things that can set off your tics to make sure you'd be alright and to not trigger them. He'd tell the other members and asked what they knew about tics while searching up to learn more.

[whattodowithace]

I like your laugh (Jun)

Title: I like your laugh

Pairing: Reader x Jun (ACE)

Genre: Fluff

Word count: 289

Writer: Kpopmadness (Ju)

It's a Saturday night and all of A.C.E sits around a table packed with food to celebrate their recent album release. All of them having worked hard to ensure the production of the songs and the dances were perfect.

I sit beside my boyfriend, Junhee, as all the members talk at once teasing each other and talking about funny moments they had behind the scenes of production. I laugh at them all until my stomach hurts and my cheeks are red. Barely touching the food on my plate because I was afraid I would choke on it from laughing so hard.

After one particular hard fit on laughter I catch Jun looking at me out of the corner of my eye. Prompting me to turn and meet his eyes. His dark eyes swirl with emotion and a soft smile tugs at his lips.

"What are you thinking?" I ask him through giggles. The boys continuing their playful banter.

Jun glances around the table to see if anyone was paying attention before swiping his tongue across his bottom lip and leaning closer to me to whisper in my ear.

“I like your laugh."

I feel my eyes widen, a blush creeping from my neck up to my cheeks. Painting them a vibrant shade of red.

"You do?" I ask nervously. No one had ever commented on my laugh before.

Jun smiles at me, his nose brushing mine teasingly. He leaves a quick kiss on my lips before pulling away and whispering, "I really do."

I smile at him shyly, placing a hand on his thigh that he quickly takes to intertwine our fingers together. The quiet moment shared between us going seemingly unnoticed by the other members.

[whattodowithkpop]

Looking For Mommy (Jun)

Title: Looking For Mommy

Paring: Jun x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 640 Words

Writer: Whattodowithkpop

A/N: Does this count as a dad!ace?

*****

The cool autumn night brought a soft wind that rustled the multicolored trees that accented the sidewalk I was currently on. I sniff the cold air, stuffing my hands further into my coat as I approach the little supermarket that was the go to place in the small neighborhood.

I shuffle into the warm market, breathing out a sigh of relief as I feel the heat surround me from the market’s heater. I walk through the aisles, knowing exactly where I needed to be. I had many nights that I visited this market late at night, picking up some late night snacks to cope with my studying.

I reach the correct aisle, walking down it as I face the wall full of instant noodles all different brands and kinds staring me in the face.

As I weigh my options, I feel a tug in my sweater, my eyes traveling down to a little girl who looks up at me with big brown eyes and a bright smile.

“Hi sweetheart.” I squeal as I lean down to be eye level with the dark headed girl. “What are you doing?”

“I’m looking for mommy.” She tells me, making worry and fear corse through me as I look aroubd the area in the hope her mother was nearby.

I reach my hand out for her to grab, which takes tightly as I stand.

“I’ll help you find her.” I smile at her, her smile mimicking mine. “What’s your name?”

The little girl opens her mouth to respond, before a male’s voice catches her attention, her head turning towards a young man with brown hair and a frantic expression on his face.

“Hi daddy!” She exclaims as the young man approaches us.

“That’s your dad?” I ask her, making sure I wasn’t going to let her go with a stranger.

The young man approaches us as the young girl responds.

“I am so sorry about this, I turned away for a split second.” The man apologizes as he bows over and over again, making me smile in amusement at his flustered ways.

“This is my daddy.” The little girl smiles as she releases my hand to stand next to her dad.

“Please don’t wonder off, you scared me to death.” The man leans down to hug her, my heart easing clealry seeing the care he had for her, convincing me he was her true father.

“She was okay.” I laugh, catching both of their attention. “She is adorable.”

I shoot her a wink, making her laugh.

“Thank you.” The man bows again. “She’s been wondering around more recently.”

“Daddy.” She got his attention by tugging his sweater. “I found mommy.”

The mans eyes widen as he looks between me and her quickly. He laughs nervously. “What are you talking about, sweetie?”

The little girl points at me with a bright smile. “I found mommy.”

I suddenly cough, surprised by the sudden appointment by the little voice.

“Sweetie, that’s not mommy.” The man looks to me before whispering where his daughter couldn’t hear. “I’m so sorry.”

I cover my mouth as I laugh. “You’re so cute.” I tell her.

“Does that mean you’ll date my daddy?” She asks with a hopeful gleam in her eye.

“If your daddy asks me out, I wouldn’t say no.” I giggle as her dad looks up at me in shock, his face reddening in color.

She looks up at her dad, her face full of excitement.

The young man stutters about, not creating full sentences before he suddenly blurts out. “My name is Jun!”

I giggle at his cuteness as I bow in greeting, introducing myself to him. “Would you like to go for a coffee sometime?” I ask him, seeing that his nerves may make it harder for him to ask through his stutters.

“Sure.” Jun smiles back with a nervous smile. “I’d like that.”

MASTERLIST

[cloudykaii]

piano

pairing: park junhee x reader

summary: you used to hate the piano, but now it reminds you of someone new. suddenly the music sounds beutiful again.

warnings: abuse, emotional abuse, neglectful parents, cursing, cancer, death. all of these things are mentioned in the past tense. 

The two of you had fallen asleep fairly early in the evening, the steady sound of the rain outside lulling you both into a deep state. Jun expected to wake up later in the night, but what he didn’t expect was for you to be nowhere to be seen when he vividly remembered sleeping with you tucked into his arms. He sat up, rubbing his eyes when he didn’t feel you next to him. It took him a few minutes of sitting there, wondering if you were just in the bathroom or something to hear the music.

It was a soft melody, sad and melancholy, playing in his house. He followed it, intrigued by the tragic story the notes told as they blended together, finding you in his study at the piano. You were still dressed in your leggings and his hoodie, hair just as messy, but he barely noticed as he walked closer to find it was your fingers flitting across the keys. He sat down next to you on the bench, but saying anything until you were done, the silence lingering in the air as the last note faded out.

“I thought music wasn’t really your thing,” he said softly, looking at your face, but your eyes stayed on the keys. “My mother loved music,” you refuted.

Jun frowned. “Then, baby, why did you-”

“My mother wasn’t the nicest,” you interrupted. “She liked to hurt people, in any way she could. It made her feel superior. “She’d tell me I’m worthless and stupid, and laugh when I cried about it. She’d belittle anything I said, telling me things like, ‘oh, well you’re not smart enough to understand’ or ‘that’s not what i said.’ That was her favorite,” you laughed humorlessly. “She loved gaslighting me, making it seem like I was crazy for even thinking my mother could do such a thing to me. She’d tell me I was waste of space and when I cried too long about it, she’d sit at the piano and play a slow song until I sat down beside her. When she was done, she would tell me she loves me, and that she does her best to take care of me, I just have to listen.”

He had no idea where this was going, but he wrapped his hand in yours in a silent gesture of comfort. You squeezed his hand. “My dad knew what she did, but he wasn’t in a position to take care of me, so all he could do was tell me that I mattered and everything she said was lies. It wasn’t until I finally went to visit him that I realized just how deadly toxic my mother was. He’d tell me I looked beautiful when I asked if I could wear an outfit, and tell me I’m old enough to dress myself, I could wear what I want. He’d tell me the reverse of everything she did. I realized that in one summer, my dad showed me more love and care than my mom had in eighteen years.” A little scoff left you.

“After being so free, when I came back, I couldn’t do it again. I didn’t cry when she yelled anymore, I didn’t rush to make her happy, and I hated that damn piano,” your free hand clenched into a fist. “I couldn’t sit on that bench and listen to her lie to me anymore. Three weeks after I got back, she was diagnosed with cancer. She died a month later because she refused to get treatment or take care of herself. After her funeral, the first thing I did was drag that piano outside and light it on fire.” Silence hung in the air for a couple moments, before you sighed. “Music was something I could handle for years. The thought of pressing those keys again was enough to make me terrified. But now,” you pressed middle C. “Now, I can play, and it doesn’t remind me of her. I-It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

Jun kissed your cheek. “I’m proud of you, baby.” And he was, not just because music was something vitally important to him and he loved that now he could share part of that with you, but he loved you with his whole heart, and he was so happy to hear that nothing was holding you back anymore. “I love you so much.”

A smile flashed his way and you kissed his lips sweetly. When you broke apart, Jun grinned, hovering his hands on the keys. “Okay, now show me what you got. I wanna see how good you are.”

You giggled at him, before pressing your hands to the keys again.

[t3kandson]

Halloween surprise 🎃 👻

Word count ; 5, 260

Warning; Sex party, Sex Club, Sex with Strangers, overstimulating. Oral sex, Smut, Masks.

Rating; M

Reader X Park Junhee as ? , Reader X Lee Donghun as ?, Reader X Kim Sehyoon (Wow) as ?, Reader X Kim Beongkwan as ? And Reader X Kang Yuchan as ?.

Synopsis; The ACE brothers are holding an Adult Party in their mansion. One of them has invited Y/N. However, she doesn’t know their true identity. It will defiantly be a night to remember when Y/n finally achieves her darkest sexual fantasy.

But with which member? And who behind each costume? Listen to the clues on the way 😉

Note; Thanks @multistans-world for helping me proof check this in such a short time since originally writing this 💙

You shakily walked through the big elderly wooden doors with your hands clamped up and sweaty. You had never done anything like this in your life and you gulped at your surroundings. The empty marbled flooring giving you the false impression of the glamour in the beautiful mansion.

“Are we a unicorn or waiting for your partner,” a timid voice broke from the hallway. Your eyebrow raised at the alluring name he had just thrown at you. “I’m waiting for someone,” you said ruffling the fabric from you fancy dress costume. “You're new to this,” the tall man asked looking at you with almost the most kindest of eyes. His mask covering his white face paint. As he walked across the foyer he placed his hands across your shoulders. “You can leave when you want, but if you can’t, call for me, I'll help you escape” he said with his husky voice. You felt safe in his clutches as his tall body overshadowed yours. His suit jacket clearly more as a Halloween costume. “I’m Moge” he whispered into your ear, where you could feel his breath across your neck causing it to shiver. “What’s your name” he asked. You went to tell him before he cut in, “code name not real one.”

It was then that you realised you didn’t have one. You knew his, but not yours, he didn’t tell you you needed one. You looked at the marbled flooring sliding your feet against it and Mumbled. “You don’t have one do you,” he added on your behalf. You bit your lip and played with your tutu again. “That’s ok we’ll find one for you, if you don’t mind that is,” he said taking your hand in his. His eyes were looking at you as if he was picturing you naked and knowing why you were here he probably was. “Nae yeppeun oegyein” he teased. You raised your eyebrow at his teasing name, you were sure despite hidden under your mask that he just had sensed, as he chuckled with the most delightful huskiness which stifled a smile. “I did say pretty right,” he smouldered. He Walked over to the desk that you followed him. You glanced at the mirror and could see your pink cheeks underneath your black mask in your reflection, causing you to look at your cat woman costume, as you returned to playing with the fluff on the tutu that complemented your outfit. When Moge broke your thoughts “who's your partner,” he asked almost with a professional tone. “Code name remember,” he added. “Palansaeg Goora,” you said shakily.

“Oh he's not here, but I’ll take good care of you,” a voice boomed from the hallway Moge had emerged from minutes earlier. “Ah brother you arrived finally,” Moge shot him an almost angrily look. The red-headed vampire ignored him and walked straight up to you taking your hand as Moge had moments earlier. “My name is Rain,” he said raising your hand to his warm soft lips as he kissed it. “And you are?” He asked, you fleetingly panicked not remembering the name Moge gave you minutes earlier.

“Nae yeppeun oegyein,” Moge interrupted.

Rain looked at him intrigued and scowled “you named the cute unicorn,” he teased. “She's not a unicorn,” he spluttered at his brother. “She is waiting for her boyfriend,” he added more calmer. “He's not my boyfriend,” I responded not sure why I suddenly felt the need to explain. They both looked at me confused. “It’s a date,” I added returning my gaze to the floor. The silence that followed afterwards was crashed with Rain's booming laughter which took your focus. Moge was also looking at him even under his mask that I could feel the cold stare. “Why would a guy bring you here for a date,” Moge asked sweetly. “He didn’t I asked him,” blushing even harder. They both looked taken back. “Why,” Moge asked “it’s my fantasy he’s just fulfilling it….. safely,” I replied. I didn’t know why I was telling them my life story. I had met Palansaeg Goora months back through the internet. I had a fantasy of having sex with a stranger and met him on a sex app. He was so sweet and refused to do it immediately. He needed me to know he wasn’t some form of psycho. We had almost become friends getting to know each other though he kept his name and identity hidden. It was dangerous and I knew that hence his idea of a sex party so that our meeting was safe. For him he was busy and had no time to date yet yearned some form of loving context. For you it was reaching a more darker sex life that you desired before settling down to have a family. However, you couldn’t explain this to the two brothers looking at you intrigued. The silence now awkward. “well we can’t have you waiting lonely up here. Come down to the bar, I'll look after you till he arrives,” Rain said breaking the silence as Moge attempted to speak. Rain cut him off “it’s ok I won’t touch her,” as he reassured his brother. Before you could respond he placed his hand behind your back and walked you through the hallway he entered earlier. As you made your way you felt the vibration through the floor alerting you to the music underneath you. You came to a secured heavy door. Rain opened it up, the sound of the heavy beat of the music attacking your ears as the smell of booze, smoke and sex-filled your lungs. As you made your way down the flight of stairs you were surprised to find it rather modest. You hadn’t known what you expected to find, but it looked like a small club. A couple of tables with a few people in costume sat around. You could easily mistake the big room as just a normal social club with just one couple looking like things was heating up. “You're not changing your mind,” Rain asked over the music leaning into my ear his voice making me shiver. Simply just shaking my head in answer. I had become so sensitive around those two tonight I needed to keep that in check.

We sat on two bar stalls across the bar where the bartender in a zombie costume stood wiping glasses, Looking at us both with a face that resembled surprise. “New friend tonight,” he shouted out above the music towards Rain. “No I’m just babysitting” he replied looking at me, “well unless she changes her mind” he added smirking. “Nice colour hair” I hastily said changing the subject. “It’s not real it’s just a wig” he smiled turning to the bartender. “Two glasses of Dom Pérignon,” he said breaking eye contact for just a second to return them.“So what's the fantasy,” he asked confusing me for a second before realising he was talking about my date. “It’s complicated,” I said taking the drink from the bartender. “Always is when this way of life is concerned,” he said as he took a sip. “So how long have you known each other,” he asked looking at his drink. “Just four months,” you replied not sure why you was still talking about this with someone you just met. When the bartender knocked a glass spilling the fluid on the bar splashing Rain.

“Peste,” Rain screeched in a high tone. The bartender instead of helping soak up the spillage chuckled. You felt your heart beat faster trying to make sense of the commotion. “Well this is the second time I've been stuck behind here,” he moaned. “And you caught the short straw so suck it up,” Rain spluttered. “Now I need to clean myself up,” he added looking at his almost ruined costume. Rain made his excuse and ran out clearly going to get changed. The bartender that Rain named Peste mopped up the spillage and gave you a warm smile through his pretty feathered mask. His features made his costume delicate, with his hard but refined jawline adding to his beauty. You couldn’t help but not watch him work at clearing the mess he made earlier. Your attention was snapped into place when he glanced at you looking at him causing you both to blush. “Sorry I didn’t mean to leave you without a babysitter,” he said softly that you barely heard him. “He's not my babysitter” you laughed. Your face must have looked in horror as he chuckled. “Rain does that sometimes, he likes taking in unicorns,” he said concentrating on cleaning the bar not looking at you. “Why do you all presume I’m a unicorn,” you asked. As he stood up and looked at you, his eyes piercing what you sure was your soul, “so you're not,” he asked. “No,” you said softly seeing a small smile escape his lips. “I’m Peste,” he said briefly admiring you before taking his concentration to the next customer also alone.

He had walked in seconds before, and was taking his seat on the stall looking nervous and fixing his hair, looking into the bar mirror behind Peste. His costume wasn’t overbearing and had little input, but he wore it so well. His red glowing eyes from the contact lenses was enough to tell you he was some sort of Demon. He had a hard edge that was full of sexiness that you almost felt a pull. The need to sit with him almost drove you crazy. You began wondering if that was your date due to his lack of a companion. He and Peste were in deep conversation that it was clear they knew each other. You fiddled for your mobile and typed “where are you?” to your date.

As you pressed send and popped it back in your clutch bag you felt two warm hands touch your back making you jump. You twisted yourself to look into the warmest chocolate eyes you had ever seen. A smile underneath his mask that covered just his eyes, his cheeks a dusty pink shade. You stuttered “I’m not,” “I know your all my brothers are talking about at the moment,” he replied before adding “I’m Hini.” He took your hand similar to Rain and kissed the palm, the electric shooting through you that you gasped out loud. “Your the interesting, but may I say stunning beautiful lady here waiting for her date,” he said softly as you felt your cheeks burn that you were certain you were blushing. “So your date’s running late?” he asked taking the seat Rain had sat in earlier. “Yes,” you mumbled making holes into the costume from the nervous rubbing of the material. Hini noticed immediately, taking your hands the electricity zapping through your touch. He cupped your face that you couldn’t help admire his eyes that pierced through the holes of his elegant black mask. The costume was strange and incompatible with his Frankenstein concept. “Can I keep you company till he arrives?” he asked snapping your attention from gawping, that only earnt a nod. He asked “Can I get you a drink?” You nodded as he Caught Peste's eye contact that he signalled to bring two drinks over. You couldn’t help yourself but stifle a slight smile as he rolled his eyes. “So who are your brothers?” you said turning to him intrigued with the comment earlier. “I have four including this one,” he said taking the glass from Peste's hand. “I’m the better-looking one obviously,” Peste added to the conversation winking at you that caused you to return your glance to the floor as you blushed. “Mother dropped him at birth,” Hini said sarcastically shooting a smirk at his sibling which earnt a look of disgust from him. “Better than being born looking like that,” he bit back and returned back to the guy in the demon costume as Hini laughed. The demon glanced at you and you felt rather attached as you both stared at each other. Out of all the people you met here this evening, he was the one that gave you unnerving feelings, ones you couldn’t explain. “That’s Gyul,” Hini said breaking the eye contact, “Another sibling” he chuckled nervously. “Who are your other brothers?” you asked taking your eye contact back to his attention. But you almost felt certain you knew the remaining two siblings. “Oh their here somewhere,” he said looking around the room attempting to locate them. “So tell me more about you,” he asked, “there's not much to tell,” you muttered. “Oh I’m sure that’s not true,” he asked taking your hand again. “Let’s start with you, in general, forget why your here,” he said swirling his finger in the air to define the bar. “Like what?” you said removing his hands to break the electricity pulsing through your body and took refuge in your drink. “What do you do for a living?” he asked. “Oh…….erm I’m a journalist,” you replied tensing knowing that not many people liked the profession. But Hini was unaffected at your response instead replying, “That must be hard?” You was taken back at his relaxed approach. “Well I get a lot of stick for it. People think I’m a vulture and some can but, I like it when I can get my teeth into a good story and tell a side that benefits them,” I proudly explained as Hini took in every word listening.

It was then that I noticed him look past me causing me to follow his eye line. Rain had returned in an almost improved costume, his fake red hair gelled back. His arms draped over a short stocky girl in a Harley Quin outfit as he sat with her round a table and looked ready to set into clearly his date. “Another one?” you said turning to face Hini. “Woman or sibling,” he asked. “Both,” he added shaking his head at his own answer to his question. “So Moge is your brother too?” you asked realising that all five men you had met tonight that had affected you and was all siblings. “Yes,” he replied taking his attention to his drink lost in thought. You suddenly realised you needed the toilet. “Where's the restroom?” you asked. “I'll take you,” he responded taking no time to stand by your side, taking your hand and threading it through his arm so your arms were linked. He took you towards the stairs you came into earlier. As you passed the sibling Hini named Gyul he looked your way and seductively licked his lips that instantly caused you to bite yours.

The cold air hit as soon as you returned to the hallway you walked down earlier. The silence between you both was soon awkward, as he took you past the foyer you noticed Moge was no longer attending to. As you found the large staircase behind the other door of the foyer, you could hear the sounds of pleasuring piercing your eardrum, that you clung to Hini to hold you in place. Hini chuckled “it’s ok I’m not going to take you to a room. It’s just the restroom is in this part of the house,” he said softly. As you reached the restroom he pulled you to face him. “You can make your way back can’t you?” he asked as you looked at him confused. “To the bar downstairs or home if you change your mind. This isn’t a place for a beautiful girl like you,” he says tucking a strand of loose hair behind your ear that your sure you moaned as you closed your eyes. When you opened them he was smirking. “you did hear me didn’t you?” he teased. ���Yes I can make my way back downstairs,” you responded making the latter clear. You weren’t backing out, as soon as your date arrives you were more than ready for the fun this place had to offer. Hini leaned in towards you and brushed his lips against your jaw as he kissed you near your cheeks. “Nice meeting you, hope we meet again soon,” he said before turning around and making his way back down the stairs. The chill in the air biting you as you realised you were alone and all you could hear was the moans and grunts from the random doors alongside the restroom.

You looked into the mirror moments later looking at your maskless face feeling rather turned on by the sounds and the five siblings you had met when your phone blinged. You rushed to your phone to see the message, “come find me I’m here in one of these rooms,” sent by Palansaeg Goora

This was it, it was time finally to have your fantasy, you were anxious yet the emotions and today’s guests was extremely intoxicating.

You took one last look in the mirror, fixed your mask and left the restroom before realising he hadn’t said what room. In fact, he made it clear he was hiding in one of them. You blushed realising you could potentially walk into the wrong room, and so took your time to listen to the sounds so you knew which room to avoid. However, the sound was rather distracting, and it wasn’t long before you were holding onto the wall to ground yourself. The first room you quickly identified as busy, So was the further two. You held onto the doorknob onto the fourth door and opened it. You were met with a naked torso thrusting into the person underneath. His head shot up as he looked surprised yet didn't stop his movement, it was then that you realised it was Moge. You looked at the floor blushing, as you softly muttered out sorry, and made your exit. You fell against the door and closed your eyes. Though you were embarrassed to see him in the throws of his sexual highs, the image left your thighs began to feel wet as you realised you were extremely turned on. The further two rooms were silent, as so was the last on that side of the house, yet the door was locked. As you walked past the restroom to attempt the next Row of bedrooms, you pressed your ear to the first room, when you felt a body press into you from behind.

Warm breath fanned your neck as lips rested near your ear, “ nervous are we?” the silkiness of his voice melted you. The hands opened the door as you fell with it, he caught you by your waist spinning you around to face him where you were met with those red eyes. “Are you coming in or fleeing?” he said so softly you felt his words freeze you. You lost your voice and couldn’t respond. He released his grip and walked past you towards the bed. You turned to face him to find he had removed his top layer of clothing to reveal his well muscular body frame. He wasn’t buff but he clearly had visited the gym regularly and looked after his body well. He turned to you and bit his lip looking at you seductively. “I won’t beg,” he spluttered breaking your train of thought. It was now or never, he was giving you a chance to back out. You weren’t even sure if it was your date but he had been alone. But then so was the other siblings minus Rain who last you saw had his tongue down his date's throat. You froze yet feeling your heart fast in your chest. Gyul looked at you with a confused look trying to figure out why you hadn’t moved either towards the door or him. He flicked his hair and placed his fingers through the fringe to redirect his strands, took a deep breath and walked towards you taking your hand and pulling you towards the bed. “We don’t have to do anything,” he said softly. “You can leave at any moment if this….. if I’m not who you want,” he added looking at you Intensely trying to read the signs of your current emotion. After no more words escaped he cupped your face and placed his warm soft lips against yours tasting the bourbon he had been drinking earlier. You slid your tongue across his lips to taste him further causing him to hum, as he took the opportunity to meet your tongue with his. As your kisses became passionate, Your hand reached out to his naked chest. You ran a finger down his back causing him to leave your lips to arch and moan at your touch. You stifled a smile at his reaction as you felt empowered. But when he resumed his body his eyes looked hungrier, his pose more fierce and he returned his lips to yours with more urgency, occasionally biting your bottom lip to stifle a moan that his tongue would swallow.

Gyul leaned his body against you so you were lying on the bed with him, hovering over you, his lips with more force as your kisses became aggressive. He then moved his lips to your ear gently biting them.

The feeling turning you on so much you couldn’t help but let a moan escape. You held on to his arms on either side of the bed by your shoulders. Sliding his lips down your neck kissing them so gently that you brought your pelvis up. The touch of his bulge causing you both to gasp at the feeling of your swollen members connecting fully clothed. Gyul then bit into your neck, the pain-causing you to cry out as you dug your nails into his shoulders. Suckling hard as if he was some form of vampire and in that moment you confusingly did wonder. However, as he licked and kissed his art piece the tingling set in, you suddenly felt as if your whole body had suddenly become sensitive. His lips trailed along your collar bone that he had exposed by pulling your leotard to rest on your top arm.

You rocked your hips towards him feeling the need to feel his bulge. He giggled “patience,” sucking in a breath to look at the mess he was making of you. With that, he thrust against you hard causing you to moan. Digging your nails into his back that your sure you cut him as you felt wetness on your fingertips. He tensed biting his lip “oh you want to play do you?” he teased as he ripped the bottom of your leotard exposing your wet pants.

His hands hungrily rushed to find your folds underneath. Smirking a look that was so hot you pushed your hips up to meet his fingers. With a raised eyebrow he sunk two fingers into your hole. Your back arched towards him as he took the moment to hungrily pull the top of your leotard exposing your bra. He pumped his fingers into you softly as he pulled your bra cup from one of your breasts with his teeth, that was so hot you moaned out. As you buckled against him, he grazed alongside your nipple, the moment of pain followed by the tingling feeling that seemed to tune your sensitivity higher. Your pace against his fingers fucking you fastened as you felt your high in reach.

However, he moved positions so that he was off the bed and pulled your body towards the edge. Your walls clenching around nothing missing the fingers that had been taking you to heaven. Gyul removed your wet pants, tugged the tutu and the ripped the leotard off leaving just your bra tucked under your exposed breasts for clothing. He looked at you licking his lips as he went down on his knees to the floor. He gently kissed your ankles trailing them further up towards your sticky heat. Gently blowing against it as he skipped over to your other leg working the kisses down to their ankles. Each kiss making the sensitivity of your body felt almost unbearable. The need to feel any part of him in you almost desperate, as you was about to beg him his lips found it’s way to your heat. As he sucked hard on your clit causing a slight yelp the mixture of pain and pleasure took over. His tongue found its way towards your wet hole as he licked around it tasting the wetness you had already produced. You threaded your hands in his hair almost causing his mask to fall off. He gently nibbled your clit before standing up.

Making his way to the bedside table he took out a long silky sash blindfold returning to you to help you sit up. His hands went to remove your mask exposing your face sucking in his breath as he took in your beauty. “Your so beautiful,” he explained “too beautiful to be here at my mercy,” he said softly. “But I’m going to enjoy having every inch of you so I’m thankful” he added licking his lips with that hungry look. Moving towards you he tied the fabric around your eyes so you couldn’t see.

You heard the rustling of another draw open as he returned. The sound of his jeans falling to the floor and a rip what sounded like a condom packet reached your ears. You pressed your thighs together as you bit your lip. “Right I need you to reach around and feel for the string to untie my mask” he ordered. The thought of him exposed and you not knowing who he was suddenly so intense you felt your walls clench. As you felt his chest which had arched towards you. You took the time to feel his chest trailing a slight touch with your finger up his shoulders and neck, till you felt the strings. You gently tugged and felt his mask drop against your breasts as it fell, his hand brushing them as he removed the mask. Followed by the sound of a plop as he clearly threw it to the other side of the room. He unhooked your bra causing you to be fully naked.

Placing your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck. He then reached towards your thighs to pick you up. His cock brushing against you as he carried you placing you upon the cold wall that made you tense. “I’m going to fuck you now,” he whispered into your ear that earnt just a nod. Positioning you against the wall with one arm taking your weight, he placed his hot member against your entrance and slowly slid your body down his shaft. The feeling of him slowly filling you causing you to throw your head back against the wall, as you moaned out. He stood still allowing you to take him all in, as you started to tense your legs around his waist to move up and down his shaft. Letting out a small giggle before taking his lips back towards yours as you melted into him. When he felt you was ready he then began to slowly fuck you against the wall speeding up every time you moaned out. Your high in sight as you chased it, your walls clenching around him. He moved his head into your neck moaning into your ears, causing you to explode around him. Your body shook as you came down from your high.

As you panted against him, he took you back towards the bed and sat with you still impaled on his member that was still throbbing and hard inside you. He laid back holding on to your breast. You took the cue to help him out. You was so sensitive from the orgasm earlier, that you was tingling each time you grinded down on his shaft hard, that you had mini spasms each time. Your rhythm confusing as you struggled to find a moment from the almost overbearing torture. Realising your situation he placed his hands on your hips, thrusting your body down to meet his cock buckling underneath, finding itself deeper in you. It wasn’t long before you felt your second high threaten you. You felt lost to his rhythm, that it took just mere minutes before you was shaking from the second orgasm he threw into you.

“Oh we are greedy,” he teased as he flipped you over that your weakened body was flat bottom up on the bed. He placed his knee either side of your thighs opening your wet soaked exposed hole, Placing his cock near your entrance. Pressing his body into you so your body was fucking the bed with his deep and fast thrusts. Moans now almost screams as the sensitivity began to start hurting. The waves of pleasure following threatened you from your third high. It wasn’t long before you was screaming through your third orgasm. Thrashing underneath his body as this orgasm took forever to settle. Gyul not slowing as you fell apart underneath him. You was a whimpering mess when he removed his hard member from you.

Flipping you on to your back as he positioned you with a pillow underneath your neck. He thrusted his cock into you holding on to the head board. “Now I’m not going to stop till I’ve come this time so hold on,” he threatened. All you could do was whimper not sure how many more orgasms you could take. He waited till you was settled underneath as he picked up his rhythm. The screams was almost so loud you was sure everyone in this mansion could hear you. He continued fucking you hard and fast through two more orgasms which now left you almost in tears. Your body exhausted and extremely sensitive that tears was soaking the material around your eyes. You needed to plead with him to let him self go. You knew their was only one way. You didn’t want to be too selfish to ask him to stop due to the many orgasms he had given you tonight. So you ripped the material from your face taking in his full beauty.

You were stunned when you recognised that face above you eyes closed and unaware you could see him. He was the youngest of the richest family in town Yuchan.

You had been studying him that very morning for a piece on his family. As you bit your lips in realisation the situation you was in. You pulled his body into you and let a final orgasm wave over you. This one more intense then the others that you eyes rolled to the back of your head. This time screaming his real name as if it was his control button. He screamed out also as he finally let loose of his high. You both thrashed together as if it was almost never ending. When your bodys both calmed down Yuchan dropped his body against yours in almost defeat. Your weak and confused body underneath as you panted in unison.

It was then your attention was taken to your phone ringing. Your heart stopped in its place the caller was Palansaeg Goora. Your eyes flashed to Yuchan who was smirking at you. You literally had slept with a stranger. Ok he was well known in the area but never-less still a stranger. Your stomach a little twisted “it’s ok I think my brother heard you,” he said smirking at the sudden realisation that your date had been here tonight………. and you had gone off with their younger sibling instead!

Hope you enjoyed this. Did you guess Gyul correct or was it a surprise that was Chan.

Gyul was the character her played in Zombie detectives as Hans Gyul.

Who do you think is Moge?, Rain?, Peste and Hini? And Which one was Y/N Palansaeg Goora?

Will put up a second part at Christmas 🤶 🎅 🎄

Until then I be releasing a mini series of another A.C.E fan fiction Mint Swirl 😉

Till then hope you had a great Halloween ❤️💙💜🧡💛

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[undercoverclover]

Studio

Pairing: Junhee x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Another visit to the recording studio with your boyfriend, Junhee.

Watching Junhee from the couch in the studio reminded me why I fell in love with him. He’s hard working and dedicated to his dreams. I sit there and watch him while he’s deep in thought, staring at the vocal program on one of his computer screens and it makes me smile.

“Junhee?”

“Hmm?” He says, not really hearing me.

“Junhee?” I repeat.

“Huh? Oh, sorry. What is it?” He asks, looking at me.

“Are you working or sleeping?” I giggle.

“I’m just adjusting the audio. Sorry, I got caught up in it.” He smiles, sheepishly.

“It’s okay. I enjoy watching you work… you’re just normally more animated on things, so I was making sure you weren’t asleep.”

“You enjoy watching me work? What’s that mean?”

“I enjoy seeing you dedicated to something you love. It makes you even more amazing and sexy than what you already are.” I smile.

“Ah, okay okay. I get it.” He chuckles, looking back to his screen.

Thinking about something he turns back around, “Do you want to help me?”

“Me? Really? Yes! I mean-” I nod and stand up.

“Yes, you. Come here.” He says, motioning me to sit on his lap in the chair.

I sit and he turns us around to face the and he shows me the different controls.

“Here, you see this section here?” He asks, pointing to the monitor in front of us.

“Yes.” I nod.

“Okay, we’re going to start easy and push them into the background.” He says, showing me what buttons to push or slide. I do what he says and soon I think I’m understanding. We work together for a little while and he tells me exactly what every step is and how to do it. Believe it or not, I am having fun and don’t want to stop.

“Good job, babe.” He smiles, showing me my favorite smile.

“Thank you for showing me!” I smile, kissing his cheek.

“Anytime. Maybe you can learn enough to help me one day.”

I lean back against him and sigh, “I really had fun. I would love to do this with you more.”

“You can. Anytime.” He says, bringing my hand up towards his mouth and kissing my wrist.

“I may take you up on that.” I laugh and he wraps his arms around me in a hug.

“What are you two doing?” We hear from behind us. Jun whips around and Byeongkwan is standing in the doorway.

“Working on Donghun’s vocals… why are you creeping around?” Junhee says.

“Well, I was coming to make sure you two weren’t in here doing something you’re not supposed to be doing.” He smirks.

“Don’t worry, we’ve only done that once.” I laugh and feel Junhee tighten his arms around my waist and bury his head against my back in embarrassment.

“...And I’m out…” Bk grimaces and leaves.

“You did not just say that.” He says, face still buried in my back.

“Well, was I supposed to lie?” I laugh.

“Yes!” He laughs, finally looking at me. I twist to see him and his face is really red.

“Awe, sorry babe. No can do.” I smile, patting his cheek.

[star-lemonade]

Country Side Vacation (1/2)

Rating: R (AO3: E)

Word count: 3.6k

Genre: smut, romance

A.C.E Junhee x Reader x A.C.E Donghun

CW: smut, mentions of overstimulation, threesome, friends with benefits, a bit of unnamed ex bashing xD

Thanks to @alexing1061 for helping when I was stuck :3

Request: Ok so this is random and it just came to me and I just thought I need it from you bc you’re the only one I know who wrote Poly- So basically can I request something where it’s like you and all of ace are friends and there’s a water fight or whatever that you walk in on and coincidentally you’re wearing a white shirt and it becomes see through but you don’t realise and join the water fight and then ace get flustered and it’s just a nerve war and teasing back and forth and some spice and ty ❤️

You heard the fight before you could see it. There was yelling and laughing coming from the yard behind Junhee’s parents house. He had invited you and some of his other friends there as his parents had left on a two week vacation. Living in the big city was good, but getting away from the late summer heat and crowd was a welcome change. You stayed at a small pension, because you did not want to sleep on the couch in the living room.

The scene that greeted you behind the house was chaos. Somehow the five guys had gotten some water guns. The color on some of them was faded and the plastic of all of them looked dull. Yuchan ran around the yard trying to avoid Byeongkwan’s shots. He was not very good at it evidently by his wet t-shirt. Donghun was watching them, waiting for a good opportunity. His hair had gotten so long that he could tie it up and it looked beautiful on him. If you were perfectly honest, you had had a crush on Donghun for some time now. You had known him for about two years now and it felt like it was too late to make a move now.

Junhee emerged from behind a small shad. You felt a blush creep up your neck. His hair was wet and he wore a floral print shirt that he had not bothered to button up. Secretly you hoped he would never find a girlfriend just so you could stay friends with benefits. Park Junhee was probably the most gorgeous and most ridiculous person you had ever met. He had a smile that could sell water to fish only to drop it before it was paid.

After your break up with your ex, Junhee had come to your place.

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There was a knock on your door. I don’t want to see anyone. Who is this again? You did not move from the couch, hoping who ever was there would take the hint and leave. Even though you had finally got your shit together and had broken up with that jerk of an ex boyfriend, you did not feel good.

Another knock, this time louder.

“Please open the door! It’s Junhee.”

Junhee? What is he doing here? You threw back the blanket and staggered over to the door. A storm of knocks was coming down on your door now and when you opened it, Junhee almost fell into your apartment. He took a step forward to avoid the fall and back away again, pretending like nothing happened.

“What do you want?”

“Food and drinks.”

He picked up a plastic bag from the floor and showed it to you.

“Can I come in?”

Junhee gave you his best puppy eyes and it worked. You sighed and opened the door more. He beamed and entered your apartment. Only after he stood in the living room you noticed how your apartment looked. On the couch table were discarded snack wrappers and three mostly empty mugs. You had not washed the dishes in two days either. Fuck. I look like a mess.

Junhee sat the bag down on the couch table, took something out and grabbed the mugs with the other hand. He will see the kitchen. The mugs landed next to the sink that was already full and he put the other thing in the freezer.

“Let’s eat before the food gets cold.”

He had brought food from one of your favorite take-out places. You sat down on the couch and took a spoonful. No sooner it had touched your lips you realized how hungry you were. Not eating the whole day did that to you.

“Why are you sitting on the floor?”

Junhee had sat down opposite you and helped himself to some food too. He did not answer your question, so you added:

“Sit next to me.”

I don’t smell do I? No, I showered. Not too long ago actually. Standing under the hot water was a good feeling and you had slept in that day.

Junhee did not want to argue with you and had sat down on the couch. He placed more food on your spoon as you ate. Would be kind of romantic if I didn’t feel like crap and had not lost hope in men.

Junhee took the plates after you had finished and you got up to help.

“Sit.”

“But…“

You stood there awkwardly not knowing what to do and just feeling exhausted. He pushed you back down onto the couch and even wrapped the blanket around your shoulders. Defeated you sank into the soft fabric. Junhee took something out of the freezer and pressed it into your hand.

“You sit down, eat some of this and tell me what exactly happened while I wash the dishes.”

It was ice cream. The one you liked, from your favorite brand.

“ He didn’t even know that this was my favorite.. ”

A sob was rising in your chest but you held it. It made you shiver. A hand landed on your head.

“It’s okay.”

Junhee’s voice was soft and it broke your resilience. You began sobbing. It was unfair that you had put so much into your relationship, but all you got in return was cheating. Your ex had never loved you, you were sure of that. You had just been the most convenient option. Junhee pulled you into a hug and you cried against his chest.

“Everything will be okay.”

It repeated like a mantra in your ear.

The following week you tried to get your mind off your ex and when Junhee asked you if you wanted to go out for dinner, you accepted.

“Thank you for being there. Last week.”

Junhee sipped on his drink, some fruity cocktail, and looked at you.

“No problem.”

He insisted on accompanying you home because you were a bit tipsy. Unfortunately it also took out your filter.

“You know what the worst thing is? The asshole fucked her all the time. He went to her almost every day and nailed her. And I..”

Stopped yourself before you said it. Even your tipsy brain understood this was sensitive.

“You what?”

Junhee gave you a side look.

“Nothing.”

He pouted. This was not something he wanted to let go. Junhee did not give up,

“Come on! Tell me.”

You groaned in exasperation. There was no way you could say it.

“No.”

He caught your arm and spun around. His expression was dead serious.

“Please.”

You licked your lips.

“I haven’t had sex in months, okay?”

Without waiting for his response you tore your arm from his weak grip and almost ran the last few meters to the building entrance. Junhee did not follow you.

The next day however he showed up at your door.

“Hi?”

“Hi.”

Junhee stood awkwardly in the hallway. The fluffy sweater and dark blue jeans looked cute on him. Something tickled your nose. Junhee almost never wore perfume, but for some reason he did now. Very odd.

“What do you want?”

Junhee chewed on his lip and avoided your eyes. What is going on? Is he nervous?

“I think… maybe… how should I put this… theoretically…”

He stopped himself from rambling and took a deep breath. You had never seen him like this.

“Do you... want to have sex with me?”

His face was flushed with the most adorable blush. You fell open but no sound came out. This was not what he had said, no it could not be. Surely you had misheard him.

“Look, it is okay if you don’t want to. Totally fine. I won’t be mad or anything.”

His hand came up in a pleading gesture. You swallowed.

“We shouldn’t have this conversation in the hallway.”

You pulled him into your apartment and slammed the door shut behind him. All of this was very confusing. Why is he suddenly asking this? Without being aware of it you had started pacing the room. Is it because of yesterday? You stopped and looked at Junhee who was awkwardly standing next to the door..

“Are you offering out of pity?”

That thought of Junhee giving you a pity fuck was not very pleasant. You still had some dignity left.

“No. I just … want to have sex with you.”

This time he met your eyes even though he resembled a tomato now.

“Of course, only if you want to.”

The truth was you had never thought about having sex with Junhee. Not because he was not attractive, but because he felt so out of your league.

His hand came up to your cheek and his thumb gently rubbed over it. The blush was still on his face and you found that incredibly attractive. Almost as if suddenly magnetic your lips snapped to his. He froze as you moved against him. Up close he smelled like he had been walking outside, but also of the perfume and flowery shampoo. You were starting to feel awkward kissing his unmoving lips and wanted to pull away when his hand landed on the back of your neck. Your lips lost contact but his hand guided you back. The kiss was intense and needy. His tongue slipped into your mouth and a quiet noise escaped you. A hand landed on your waist and pushed you up against his chest. Despite him looking like a twig he felt solid and warm. You wanted to touch his skin so badly and snuck a hand under his sweater. He had tucked in the shirt he wore under and you pulled it loose.

“Do you want to move somewhere else?”

Junhee looked at you as you finally slipped your hand under his clothes and sighed at the soft skin of his lower back.

“Yes.”

You took his hand and led him to your bedroom. Surprisingly it was very clean. Stress made you want to tidy up and organize things. Even the bed sheets were freshly changed and nothing was lying around.

Junhee cupped your face with both hands and brought your lips together. His kissing made your stomach drop and your heart flutter in a way you had not felt in quite some time. It almost felt like you had a new crush but no sooner had the thought appeared, you pushed it aside. This was about sex, Junhee did not have feelings for you and it was not like you had feelings for him either.

“Everything alright?”

He had backed off a little and gave you a concerned look. Right I had been thinking, not kissing.

“Yes. Sorry I… it’s nothing.”

Junhee did not move to continue so you grabbed his shirt and back up to the bed. You sat on it and practically pulled him on top of you. He was heavier than you had expected and now his weight was basically pinning you into the bed. Yes, beautiful, warm Junhee was on top of you and everything else left your mind when he smiled.

“I’m sorry, I’ll only pay attention to you from now on.”

You put your hands around his neck and he pecked your lips.

“I sure hope so.”

His lips moved to your neck, kissing down towards your collar. Where he touched you your skin felt hot and a shiver went through your body. His soft hair brushed against the sensitive skin of your neck and the hot breath that followed his kisses was nerve racking. Something hard pressed against your leg. Wow, someone is eager. You had expected him to shift his hips away, but instead he tried to wedge one knee between your legs. You let him and a moment later the hardness was pressed against your leg again. Wondering what would happen if you teased him, you gently moved your thigh. The answer was a sharp inhale.

“Can I take off my shirt? I really want your mouth on my chest.”

It came out too fast for your brain to filter it out. Junhee seemed a bit dazed and just nodded without actually moving. You stared at him.

“I can’t take my shirt off like this.”

He smirked suddenly and instead of moving off you placed his elbows next to head.

“No. I guess. you can’t.”

Every other word was followed by a peck on the lips.

“Junhee!”

You laughed as he showered your face with little kisses. They tickled your skin and you squirmed beneath him. His lips catch yours with a different energy. It was sweet and warm at first, but then he slipped his tongue into your mouth. You could not stop the moan bubbling up in your throat when his knee pressed between your legs.

There was nothing you wanted more in that moment but to be naked already. You pulled on Junhee’s sweater and shirt, exposing his back to the cool air.

He stopped kissing you and sat up reluctantly.

“Okay, okay.”

You used the change to pull your hoodie and t-shirt off while Junhee watched. He waited for you to toss your clothes away before he started to peel off his sweater. The confidence in this part was written on his face even though he tried to hide it. You will like what you will see. That is what his movements said. No matter how much you wanted to rain on his parade, to be unimpressed, you actually loved his body. He was not the tallest or biggest guy you had ever seen, but his lean, definite chest and arms were making your mouth water. Your eyes got stuck on his stomach where you could see the outline of his abs appear when he breathed. Further down was something else outlined.

There was not much time to admire the view though because he followed your suggestion from earlier and his mouth landed on your collarbone.

You ran your hands over his back. The smooth skin radiated heat and you wanted to feel more of it against you. If you could have your body and his touching everywhere, that would be heavenly. The thought left your mind when his mouth reached the hem of your pants. You practically yanked him up by hair.

“Don’t.”

“Okay.”

Your grip loosened and you were a bit sorry. It must have hurt.

“Can I use my hands or do you not want to be touched there at all?”

This was certainly not something your ex would have asked.

“Just don’t use your mouth okay?”

He rested his chin on your stomach and studied your face.

“If you’re uncomfortable we can stop.”

Stop now when my underwear is soaked?

“Can I touch you?”

Junhee swallowed audibly.

“Sure.”

He laid down beside you on the bed and finally you got to run your hands over his nice body. Kissing his neck earned you a whimper and it was very cute. You let your mouth wander down, tracing the outline of his abs with your tongue. He sighed and closed his eyes. A thin trail of hairs lead down from his bellybutton to the hem of his pants.

“Can I take them off?”

You hooked a finger into one of the hoops of his pants as he opened his eyes. There was no awkward tension between you two, just a kind of expecting anticipation and he smiled.

“Yes.”

Pulling down the zipper inevitably meant running your hand over the hard bump on his hip and you did that very deliberately. Going so slowly that it was almost just one notch at a time. It was driving Junhee mad. He bit his lip and his eyes alternated between shooting daggers at you and pleading you to continue. The pants had gotten pretty tight because of the teasing and you had some mercy. You pulled the pants down and let your fingers run over his bare legs in the process.

There was something vulnerable about Junhee lying in your bed with only his tight boxers. You could not help yourself but compare him to your ex who had never shown any cracks. He had been in charge because he was the man in this house. And here was Junhee. His arms were over his head with his hands grabbing the headboard, looking at you with a softness that made your heart clench.

You ran your hand over his firm thighs and cupped his hard penis. He closed his eyes and his mouth fell open a little bit. How had you never thought about how beautiful Junhee would look? You kissed the skin just above the hem of his underwear before pulling it down a bit. His hand was on your cheek.

“You don’t have to, okay?”

Oh. You had hated to give your ex blowjobs and at some point you had told Junhee while drunk.

“It’s really fine if you don’t. I won’t be mad.”

His thumb brushed over your cheek and his voice was heartbreakingly soft. You nodded.

“Okay.”

The underwear still needed to be removed so you hooked your fingers under the elastic and pulled it down. The trend of his body continued here too. He may not be the biggest but so pretty. You took him into your hand and marveled at the silky smooth skin. A decision was made in an instant. Your lips closed around the tip and you ran your tongue from the bottom of the head up to the slit. Junhee gasped and his hand was in your hair. Whatever he wanted to say was replaced by a moan as you took him into your mouth as deep as you could. The sounds he made the situation in your pants worse. The gasps and cute little moans were almost too much to handle. How will it be when he actually comes?

“Stop.”

He lightly tugged at your hair to emphasize his point. You let his penis slide out of your mouth.

“I don’t want to come in your mouth.”

“Why?”

Didn’t all guys think it’s hot when you swallow?

“You don’t like it.”

That was true. The taste of cum was not a good memory for you.

“What do you want to do now?”

Junhee looked at you and for a second you wondered what would happen if you said you wanted him to leave. Would he just gather up his pants and go? You decided the answer would be yes. From everything you knew about Junhee, you were sure that you could trust him.

“I want you on top of me.”

He nodded.

“Okay just let me get something.”

While he left the room you used the time to look in the mirror and check your hair. He came back with an unopened package of condoms. I admire his preparedness. Junhee took one of the packages out and sat the box on your nightstand.

You watched as he grabbed himself and rolled the condom on. Yes, Junhee was beautiful but not only on the outside.

When he entered you it felt perfect, as if this was how it was supposed to be. You wrapped your legs around his hips as he began to move them. It had been some time since the last time you had sex, that was not with toys, and you suddenly felt self conscious, unsure. He stopped.

“You okay? You’re a bit cramped up.”

His thumb brushed over your cheek.

“It’s been a while…”

You did not know what else to say and hoped he would understand.

“Do you still want to continue?”

If you were honest you were not sure.

“Maybe you can convince me?”

“Okay.”

You wondered why his voice was so soft. It was almost as if he was talking to someone he loved.

He kissed you again, deeply. His hips had moved a bit away and after a moment you knew why. He needed the space for his hand to slip between you two and rub your clit. Whatever reservations you had had were blown away by his tongue in your mouth and his fingers between your legs. With the rising tension, the fact he was still inside you, it felt good. You wanted him to move and buckled your hips against him. The moan that followed made you want to move more to hear it again. Junhee’s voice had always been pleasant, but his moans were maddening. You pressed against him for more friction and he met your movements. Without either of you truly being in control the pace quickened.

He pulled his mouth off yours as he got closer. His eyes clamped shut as he drove into you hard and faster than before. You gasped when his hand found your clit again and rubbed it haphazardly. His breathy moans pushed you more towards the edge. They were beautiful to your ears and you could not get enough.

“Fuck.”

A wave of bliss hit you and your whole body tensed before going limp.

After the initial encounter with Junhee, surprisingly, others had followed. You had been sure the amazing sex would be a one time thing but the next week he had swung by again. Quite a few more meetings had happened after you got the message that you could ask him too. Another thing that had established itself was that despite his very forward behavior the first time Junhee preferred when you were in charge. He loved it when you rode him and pulled his hair. One time he asked you to continue riding him after he had already come. It had been scary and heartbreaking at first to see tears running down his face, but he told you not to stop. Afterwards he was the happiest you had ever seen him.

“You’re the best.” He had cooned as he snuggled up against you.

Splash.

To be continued soon :3

A/N: This got unnecessarily emotional??