#fwb couple

[elusivecagedmockingbird]

Orbiting: pt.3°

: pt.1° | pt.2°

[icehockey!jungkook x figureskater!reader] [1.8k idiot fwb to lovers; mutual pining, TONS of smut, use of cock ring]

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"Jungkook, you can't be serious," you're limping around your home following the cause of your headache.

"I am," he deadpans. He pushes your throw pillows on one side of the couch and plops himself in it. "Back to your room, Y/N. Or do you need me to tuck you in?" he teases with a grin.

Tired from the day and your ankle still throbbing with pain, you huff and retreat to your room. You don't bother closing your door.

"You coming?" You call.

A second passes. Then another. He didn't fall asleep already, did he?

A thud is heard from your living room. Then, Jungkook appears in your doorway.

Shirtless. You gulp, trying not to salivate. He knows he looks good; he doesn't need the boost.

"You're insatiable," he chastises, but at the same time, he's walking closer to you. "But you need to rest, babe." His hands softly rub your head, then tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear.

"It's not that. It's cold outside," you roll your eyes. "Can't have you getting sick, at least not until your game tomorrow. Your team needs their star player," you jest.

Jungkook only giggles, already claiming his side of your bed. The side that's always been his. Even before this whole friends-with-benefits thing, Jungkook always slept on the right side of your bed during sleepovers or when he needed to crash the night after a long practice.

You lived a bit closer to the rink—that was his excuse to the guys on his team when they teased him. Also, his mom agreed that it wasn't safe for him to be driving late at night, especially when he was already tired. Sure, she didn't know he slept in your room, but it was all 'platonic' then. The important thing was he was getting good rest. It really wasn't because of your warmth beside him in bed and that he found comfort in seeing you after an exhausting day that made him sleep better. Or so he thinks.

It's a tug-of-war when it comes to him admitting how he feels on certain moments.

"Hey, get your head out of the gutter, Jeon," you mimic his words earlier.

With a pout but round eyes filled with mischief, Jungkook retaliates with tickles. In a fit of laughter, you try to get him to stop, "Gguk.. my fo—ot."

"Oh, shit," he raises his hand to stop. "Sorry, babe."

Catching your breath, you throw him a glare, "You're lucky I can't tackle you." Jungkook responds with by nuzzling his head in your neck and littering pecks on your neck. "Go to sleep," he mumbles between kisses.

You let out a chortle, "You're the one wreaking havoc on my bed, Jeon."

He hums coyly in reply.

"Hey," you nudge his head on your shoulder,"Thank you."

Jungkook tilts his head and and kisses your lips. "Always," his voice soft, sleep slowly penetrating him. You let a minute pass until his breathing evens out, and then, slowly and very carefully, you press your lips to his forehead.

"Night, Gguk," you whispered.

-

You were a morning person. And from the moment you wake up at 6 A.M, you follow your routine to a T.

The alarm goes off for the second time and the clock already reads 6:13 A.M. Your hands struggle to reach your phone on the bedside table and it doesn't help that Jungkook keeps pulling your body further down the bed. Your hips are pinned with his tattooed hands, back arched from pleasure, and legs dangle on the edge of the bed.

Kneeled at the foot of your bed, Jungkook pushes his face deeper between your thighs. His warm tongue switching between sucking and flicking your clit. The lewd sounds of wet pleasure and your breathless moans echoes around your room, drowning the blaring alarm.

You plead for more. You want more. You need more. More pleasure, more of Jungkook. So, you grab his head and push him towards your sex while you buck your hips. Jungkook only groans in response. You can feel your orgasm nearing, but right before you unravel, he pulls away.

"Fucking insatiable." Jungkook licks his lips, tongue catching every drop of you, "And I love it." He stands, his hard cock springing and leaking, then reaches for something in your bottom drawer. But before his hand could re-emerge from the box, you already know what to expect.

Both of your breathing picks up, eyes meeting each other. You were the first to break away. Your eyes traveling down to where his hands are—one shamelessly pumps his dick and the other holds a vibrating cock ring.

With your good foot, you push yourself back up to the bed. "Good girl," Jungkook smirks.

"You gonna stand there all day or are you going to fuck me?" You taunt.

"Nah, I plan to wreck you, babe."

Cock ring in place around his dick, Jungkook aligns himself to your cunt. He's only a tip in and you can already feel the vibrations. Jungkook feels good, too. His brows furrowed, mouth hang open and quiet moans spill.

Truly insatiable and impatient, you pull Jungkook by his arms, "Wreck me. I want all of you, Jungkook."

The sounds your mouth and pussy make and the smell of sex permeating the air intensifies the pleasure Jungkook feels. He would love to start every day like now—buried inside you, your pussy clenching and sucking him back in every time he pulls out. Your whines grow pitchier every second, and Jungkook knows you're close. But he wants to prolong this moment, despite his cock throbs with want to release. So, he plunges deep into your pussy and stills. The cock ring still vibrates around his cock and sits perfectly in line with your clit.

Tears gather at your eyes and while you're always pretty, this look you have when you're being fucked dumb has to be one of Jungkook's favorites.

"Wanna cum," you plead. You're at each other's mercy, but it's Jungkook who drives you to orgasm—coming undone and moaning in unison.

The moment passes, and you both hiss at sensitivity from the vibrating cock ring.

"Wear my jersey to tonight's game, yeah?"

-

Loud sirens go off as the box opens, and the players run to the ice.

Your eyes are quick to scan the huddle, looking for the man with the 97 print on his jersey.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen," the announcer booms. "Welcome to the beginning of the hockey season. Now, Neil, who do you think will be our star player this season?"

"Easy question, Jack. I would place my bets on Jeon Jungkook. This kid is dubbed the golden maknae of their team and to outsiders."

You agree. Jungkook truly excels in everything he does. And while it may seem as if things come easy for him to strangers and mere acquaintances, no one sees the early mornings and long hours of work he put in to be the best.

"What a phenom. I've heard at least 3 NHL clubs would love to have him on their roster. Truly an incredible young athlete. And if you haven't seen him before, you're in for a real treat."

Goal after goal has been made within the past 50 minutes. On the ice, Jungkook glances at the bright scoreboard. It's neck and neck, and the crowd chaotically shouts. He hears their team name louder, he thinks. And he can't help but feel driven at the thought that one of those loud cheers of his name is from you in the stands.

"It's your shot, Jeon," his teammate shouts as they pass around the puck. Jungkook is terrible at multitasking, but as he dodges the opposing team trying to get the puck, he quickly peeks at the side of the bleachers where he knows you always sit. It's a brief moment, but he sees you—hair tied with green ribbons, their team color, and you're wearing his old jersey. He was right, too. You were screaming his name.

He smirks. Speeds up, and the rest happens in quick succession—Jungkook shifts his hockey stick to take the puck, glides it to the center, and makes a goal.

The cheers grow louder. Despite remaining seated among the jumping crowd, Jungkook was quick to find you again, and you made eye contact. He smiles and you blow him a kiss back.

-

Still high on adrenaline, Jungkook slams his hips behind you. His sulky mood earlier from not being able to fuck you in the showers turned a 180 because he's reminded how much he prefers this view, anyway. His hands pull at your braid while you're fucking yourself back into him.

A strangled call of his name leaves your mouth. He doesn't like that you're holding back your moans. Slipping his cock out of you, he holds your leg delicately and flips you within the tight space of his car, knocking the breath out of you.

Above you, Jungkook's abs glisten with sweat, and his tip slick with your arousal and his. You sit up, wincing from the discomfort from your foot, and pull him for a kiss.

He loves it when you get this eager and hungry for a kiss. It has him fucked. Not only does it make him rock hard but it has his heart constricting, too. It doesn't help that no one else has made a mess of him like this. And he’s not just talking about the mind-numbing, toe-curling pleasure he gets every time you have sex.

Years ago, he thought he made peace with the fact that all you could ever be was best friends. But ever since your arrangement, his desire for you grew. He didn't even think it was possible, but here he is a year later. His arm clung to your waist, laying you on his backseat cushion. Jungkook continues to thrust into you. He picks up his pace, and his eyes are glued to your juggling tits before he bends over, pushing his cock deeper into you, and attaches his mouth to play with your right nipple.

As he always does each time you fuck, he makes sure your pleasure comes first. If he can't be outright with his feelings, Jungkook secretly hopes that the way he fucks you—putting you first and taking care of you during and after sex, conveys his feelings and intention. And with every kiss you pull him in for, the unspoken words at the tip of his tongue would smooth over yours.

He would never deny that the attraction towards you has always been there, but he's not shouting it from the mountains either.

At least, not yet.

Plus, he thinks that if you really wanted more from your no-strings-attached arrangement, you would have said so. And he isn't that stupid to be the one who will bring it up, all because his heart and his dick is in-sync. He'll wait it out, he decides. Whether it's for his feelings to subside or for you to feel the same and beat him to confessing, you've always been braver of the two of you, anyway.

He'll wait.

For now, he's willing to give parts of himself that you want to take.

Jungkook's fingers squeeze in between your bodies, and it reaches your clit. Two fingers aggressively rub the hood of your clit while his thumb softly flicks at the nub. In a matter of seconds, you squirt. And Jungkook can't wait to drive you home and do it all over again.

-

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[eveningepiphany]

manbun | H.S blurb

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summary: you and harry are about to fuck in the back of his car, and you want his hair out for it. little do you know how much he likes a bit of hair pulling.

warnings: SMUT, car sex, quickie, hair pulling (m receiving), unprotected PIV, swearing.

a/n: just a little snack for y’all while I work on far from sober’s second part! manbunrry is so underrated.

———

“Baby—“ you hiss as Harry’s teeth come in contact with the junction of your neck and jaw.

His hands are on your hips, gripping tight since the moment he slid you up his lap.

You were making out in the back seat of his car— an impromptu decision to drive out to the nearest city lookout has quickly turned into, well… whatever you call this.

You weren’t together, the two of you. But it’s complicated to describe what you even are. He’d invited you over to watch a movie, so you did that, and nothing sexual had even happened.

Quickly that changed, after driving out here, the middle of butt-fuck nowhere and all the sudden being all over eachother.

Well at least since he joked about the both of you fucking in his car. Pretty sure he was just really into the idea.

He hums in the back of his throat, it’s gravelly, laced with the pleasure he’s evidently gaining from this. You can feel him plumping up beneath you.

You’re salivating over his half unbuttoned shirt. It’s borderline slutty, the way he walks around like that. Teasing his pecs and the top of his butterfly tattoo.

Sometimes you don’t know how people have a coherent conversation with him while he looks like that outside. Hair out, abs peaking through— it makes you almost nauseous.

He’d probably had his hair down during the earlier hours of the day, and then tied it up before you’d come over, since it’d been up since you went over this evening.

As much as your a fan of the manbun— trust me, no one loves that bun like you do— you want his hair out.

So your hands lace behind his neck, sliding up to where the hair-tie securing his hair was. You start to tug on it.

It was in tighter than you’d initially expected— causing you to be practically just pulling on it— and nothing could’ve prepared you for the moan that comes out of him.

“God— you’re— shit.” His hips snap up against you. Hard. You almost laugh at how unexpected it was.

“Harry,” You begin, and there’s a teasing yet aroused edge to your voice, “are you getting worked up over me pulling you hair?”

He can’t even verbalise the heat that flushed through him as that happened, his jaw gone lax.

Your fingers wrap around the hair-tie again, tugging it out, earning another groan from him. You don’t stop there though, not after seeing him react like this. You gather up his hair into a make shift ponytail, pulling on it, gauging his reaction again.

His lips scrape up your neck as he tilts his head back to follow the pull.

“Didn’t know you liked getting your hair pulled, huh.” You said, tightening your grip and bringing his eyes to lock with yours.

“Fuck— I didn’t… I didn’t know.” He hissed at your teasing, pushing his hips up to your core again, trying to relieve a little pressure.

“Seems like a pretty submissive trait if you ask me? Like being a bottom hm?”

“Shut up.” He huffs, but you just grip his hair tighter.

Reaching down, you undo a few more buttons on his shirt, “Already half undone for me.”

He pulls at your sweatpants, tugging them off with only a minor struggle. Beginning to palm over you through your underwear, which is damp already.

“Already so wet. Feel it through y’underwear, babe.” He groans, kissing your neck.

You start unbuttoning his jeans, and he lifts his hips and helps you pull them down below his thighs.

“Want me on top? Want me to ride you in the backseat of your car?” You pull his cock out from his briefs, salivating at the sight.

The two of you seemed to be dancing, swapping who was leading every few steps and it was weird to experience. But it was hot regardless, seeing him act so submissive yet dominant in a span of moments.

“Jesus, ‘course I do.” He takes his hand, pushing your underwear to the side, sliding his fingers through your slit.

He drags your arousal up to your clit, drawing fast circles over you that has your stomach clenching. You move his hand away, replacing it with the head of his cock, earning a shared moan from the two of you.

One hand is still tangled up in his hair as you sink down his length about half way before allowing a moment to adjust and take a breath.

“Still so fuckin’ tight Y/N. Anyone would think I’d never fucked y’with my cock before.” He moaned, hands cupping your ass and squeezing.

“Y’still feel huge, H.” You feel him pulse within you as you slide a little further down.

As you feel the stretch, you let out that tension on his hair— yanking it back more.

“Don’t— baby— you’re gonna make me come.” He moans, thighs tensing under you.

“Hold it.” You say, getting to the very base of him and rolling your hips against him.

“Shit…” He curses, and you lean forward to kiss his adams apple, licking a stripe up to his chin.

You begin bouncing on him, starting up a rhythm that has his eyes rolling back into his head.

His hand slides forward from your ass, and down to play with your clit.

The car was genuinely swaying, and with the way the both of you were panting, you were beginning to fog up the windows.

He pinches your clit, and you give a rough tug on his brown curls.

The two of you are undoing eachother, so fast it’s giving you whiplash.

The groans coming from him are unmatched though, and you never thought he’d be so into this.

“Fucking dirty, Harry. Didn’t think you’d love getting pulled on like this. Like a slut would.” Jerking his head back to meet your eyes again, his pupils are blown out with pleasure.

“Y/N—“ he moans, and you purposefully squeeze around his cock.

“Cant admit it, can you? That you’re just a fucking slut.” You say, holding him in place.

“I’m gonna— Jesus Christ— gonna come if you keep pulling on me like this.”

You bounce harder over his cock, kissing his jaw and lips as you ignore the burn in you legs and the pit of your stomach.

His fingers are fucking your clit with a matched pace to your bounces, and your resolve starts to crumble beneath you.

“Harry—“ you cry as his fingers slip all over your absolutely soaked clit.

“Come. Just fucking come on my cock, please!” He begs, and your whole body tenses as it happens.

You thighs are shaking as you come around his dick, so hard your digging the nails of your free hand into his shoulder. The other has got his hair in a vice-like grip.

That combined with the clenching of your cunt, Harry can’t hold it a second longer— his own moans are sounding seconds after yours.

“Fuckfuckfuck—“ he hisses, abs clenching as his warm ropes of come shoots into you.

It takes a moment to come down from your highs. And you’re both still shaking as you begin to untangle yourselves from one another.

“You’re probably gonna have a sore scalp tomorrow.” You laugh a little as he tucks himself gently back into his briefs, wincing a little at the sensitivity of his cock.

“Worth it, I guess…” he admits quietly.

“It’s hot you know? You pulling on my hair like that. Nearly came when you first did it.”

“Well fuck, I think it’s hot you like having your hair pulled.” You shrug, kissing his lips.

“M’ glad. Means you’ll do it again.”

“Anytime, Harry.” You smile, half joking, half not.

———

[samdiya83]

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[fairly-fairy-shampoo]

“ In Every Universe ”

🌙Summary: Everything about your situationship with Yeonjun seemed perfect. There were no rules, no romantic feelings, and you stayed friends. But when jealousy leads to a falling out between the two of you, Yeonjun is forced to look inward and reevaluate his feeling for you as well was what kind of relationship he wants with you. The question is, are his feeling more powerful then fate?

genre: NSFW, FLUFF, ANGST

pairing: yeonjun × fem!reader × Soobin

Warnings: talks of sex and possibly Virginity

Chapter 5

“I…um I really appreciate you meeting me here.” You and Soobin sat next to each other a small distance apart. Your crossbody bag being the only thing separating you.

“Yeah of course, no problem.” He gave a soft smile, meeting your eyes for a second and then looked away at something, anything probably. This was more awkward than you anticipated. It's not that you haven't met Soobin before. You've interacted with him plenty of times. But you would mostly have small conversions in passing at the dorms. Or at an event. Now that you think of it, the two states he’s seen you in are drastically different from one another. On the one hand, in a professional setting, your hair done up perfectly, dresses and outfits chosen for you by a stylist whether you like them or not, make-up done meticulously. Compared to you at the dorms in casual clothes, casual hair and make-up. Or on the off chance you pass each in the wee hours of the morning. Him with bed head and glasses and you in one of Yeonjun’s shirts and no pants, skin flushed and sweaty with fresh bruises and hickeys adorning your skin, depending on the direction the night took you. Now looking back, it's a bit embarrassing he saw you in such a state. Not to mention the times he’d probably heard you! Even going as far to tell you two to keep it down! The embarrassing memories come flooding back and you release a slight gasp in real time, catching his attention as your hands fly and cover your mouth. His head whips around to look at you.

“Oh did you say something?” He said voice was a bit muffled with the black mask covering his face.

“Huh.. oh no i was just …breathing.” he nodded his head. It was so evident he was hoping you'd speak first. But with thoughts bouncing around your mind you don't know if you could face him without blushing and feeling uncomfortable. Like Jesus, were you really so comfortable and oblivious to the way you pranced around that dorm with the knowledge that other people live there? Other MEN no less. And how uncomfortable you probably made them. Should you apologize or would that be–

“So do you like this park?” Soobin finally asked not to face you directly. You blanked for a moment, and turned to look at him, shocked that he started up the conversation. His eyes avoided looking at you.

“Yeah. It's my favorite one… the way the trees are set up with the playground it just reminds me so much of home. Plus the leaves changing makes it even better. I don't love the cold but if it means I can sit here and see the leaves change I'm happy, ya know.” You turned to see he was already looking at you, listening attentively. “I'm really sorry for asking you here. You’re so busy and you took time to meet up with me and– If I'm being honest I don't even know what to ask or where to start. I think I am just.” you inhale deeply through your nose. “I just want to know what he's thinking and what's going through his mind. Because you think you know someone but then you fight and it feels like all the words you want to say are unproductive, and petty, and hurtful. And suddenly the person you trusted most is just… I don't know. Not them anymore.” You exhale again seeing Soobin listening in your peripheral. You straighten up to speak again. “And yeah here we are. Sitting in a park I’ve selfishly asked you to meet me at for some hope to better understand a relationship that was kinda doomed from the start I'm realizing…” there's a small moment of silence between you like words are just hanging there.

“You know he really does care for you. He’s said so many times. Whether that was in a friendship way or more then… I mean I've never had– or I guess I should say been with someone in that way.” Your head quickly turns to his, eyes wide at the admission of him possibly being a virgin. The words don't hit right away but when they sink his eyes go big– finally full facing you, waving his largest hands in such a cute way it makes you giggle a bit.

“NO NO NO I only meant that I've never liked... I haven’t ever had a girlfriend… I had… Or I mean I– I’ve been like with like– I'm not like, you know I–” It was pretty adorable seeing this 6’1 man panic like this. Trying your hardest to hold back a chuckle.

“Soobin it's fine you don't have to explain yourself. I believe you.” You chuckle a little more. “I mean, you're the leader of a famous Boy Group. You're tall and handsome. You probably have people falling at your feet.” Your laughter starts to die out as you think back to what he said. Meanwhile Soobin’s neck and ears are red. He’s barely focused both from the embarrassment and the compliments “But that's just it we weren’t dating. We're just sleeping together… and I thought he had an understanding about that and then he blows up at me getting all jealous and possessive. And if it had been me doing something like that… and the things we said to each other… and the way he reacted…” You both jump at the feeling of a phone ringing.

Soobin quickly realized it was his and rushed to find it.

“I'm so sorry I just gotta take this.”

“No, of course.” he stood up and walked a few steps aways. After a minute or two he came back.

“I'm so sorry, I have to go, I didn't even realize the time.” he started to collect his stuff and you stood up as well.

“No, no it's fine, I'm sorry for taking up so much of your time.” he stopped rummaging around and turned to look at you.

“You really didn’t and I think we should meet again and talk. This will give me time to think and stuff… I– I really do want to help if I can.” he gave a soft smile.

[afuckfriend]

The horny lil slut was so good in the BJ. Can't forget that eve ❤️

[puppyinecstasy]

“Decompressed”

As relaxed as anything, she stretches out on to my bed after a long day at work as we talk in my room. My words are disjointed.

“I’m sorry, I’ve just got home and haven’t had a chance to decompress yet. Give me a sec” I say to her.

“You’re all good.” She says, opening her arms to encourage the gift of her warm embrace after such a long day.

Without hesitation, I abandoned all other thoughts and fell into her arms. Facing her soft eyes and sweet smelling hair as we lay together. It had been a long time since we had time alone to just chill for once like old times.

“I missed you… love you bud” she says before burying herself into the crook of my neck with her breath sending shivers down my spine.

“Love you too bud. I missed you too” I reply, matching her soft and comforting tone as I alternate between tracing her back and running my fingers through her silky hair.

Moments pass in each other’s arms, giggling and talking softly about nothing in particular. We fall silent and I begin to pay attention to her breathing again. She makes fun of my flustered demeanour in that perfect tone of voice that is gaurenteed to weaken me at the knees. Without a word, I pull myself closer to her body with my hands gently grasping at her hair. She holds my body into hers by the small of my back with delightfully firm pressure as I cradle the back of her head, pressing her lips into mine. I missed those soft lips.

Time passes and I begin to feel desperate. Pulling at her shirt and letting quiet moans escape between kisses.

“Oh? Someone’s getting desperate. Such a pretty girl like this” she smirks as she shifts her weight to move me underneath her gaze. We were no longer equal in power. She had the control and I wasn’t about to object to her seamless, dominant beauty.

“Do you think you can handle more?” She asks with a perfect mix of comfort and mockery. I’m too flustered to verbally reply but I nod with great urgency for more. I wanted anything she wanted to give me. In that moment, I was all hers.

“I’m going to need words from you, pet. Do you want more?” Embarrassed but still eager I oblige to her request. All I can mutter is a breathy “please. Please. Mhm.”

Still looking into my eyes, just out of kissing reach her eyes lit up at my response. “That’s my pretty girl”.

Her soft hands trail my body but she doesn’t break the eye contact. Watching my every move as she inches closer between my legs with the lightest of touches.

“May I?” She asks politely, fiddling with my waistband. I nod excitedly once more and smile at her beauty. I thought she’d never ask.

Her hands pass under my sweatpants teasing at my underwear as though asking for permission to enter. I smile as she passes under my underwear, cupping my slit with her palm.

She must have remembered how sensitive my neck and ears are to her every move becuase it wasn’t long before she placed wet, firm kisses on to my neck. Followed by her tongue sliding up to my ear to whisper “There we go. Such a good pet”

The perfect amount of pressure that travels round to my clit. It hadn’t been long since she walked through the door but I was already dripping. With this in mind, she slides two fingers inside me at a steady pace. My body curls into her pleasure and my eyes roll back as I gasp with pleasure. She giggles. She knows what she does to me and god do I love it.

I hold on to her tight, kissing the side of her neck and biting her ear in desperation as she pumps her fingers in and out of my holes. She slides her tongue into my mouth to quell my moans. “Shhh, pet. Deep breaths for me.”

She picks me up with ease, moving me on to her lap so that she can look at my pathetic body at a different angle. Still writhing in her pleasure I hide in the crook of her neck, shakily inhaling her sweet scented perfume.

“Look at me while I fuck you, darling.” I trace her back lightly as I hold on to her, head still firmly on her shoulder with embarrassment. “I said look at me pet.” She states softly and firmly.

I look at her like a guilty puppy, still dazed by the pleasure. I hadn’t felt like this in months and god did it feel good. We both smile.

“Oh god you’re so pretty like this, darling.” In a lovingly mocking tone. She continues to alternate her fingers inside me and occasionally teasing my clit.

“Do you like that? Do you want more of that, pet” she asks as she circles round my clit with light pressure. “Mhm… please. Please don’t stop” I respond pathetically.

“Well, this is a lovely way to decompress if you ask me” she giggles.

[iwishiknewyouwantedmeuh]

Life Lesson 2: If they don’t show the same interest that they initially showed you, they are probably interested in someone else. So, please stop wasting your time on that person. They’re just an asshole.

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“In Every Universe “

🌙Summary: Everything about your situationship with Yeonjun seemed perfect. There were no rules, no romantic feelings, and you stayed friends. But when jealousy leads to a falling out between the two of you, Yeonjun is forced to look inward and reevaluate his feeling for you as well was what kind of relationship he wants with you. The question is, are his feeling more powerful then fate?

genre: NSFW, FLUFF, ANGST

pairing: yeonjun × fem!reader × Soobin

Warnings: Voyeurism, Perv. Soobin, mentions of Alcohol, Dirty talking, mentions of sex

Chapter 6

It was late. Like super late. Like 1- 2 a.m. late. And Soobin was a little tipsy. Well, a little more than a little, more like super tipsy…Soobin was drunk. Like tripping over shoes that were left just lying in the waking drunk. He's always said he loves to drink but he's not good at it. He recently met a new friend, Hyungwon, through some content he had to film. He was a little nervous and awkward at the first meeting. Two introverts in an amusement park and Hyungwon Hyung being older than him. But they both got along fairly well, even going as far as to exchange information for drinks in the future. Which led him here on the verge of being piss drunk at 2:00 in the morning with only one thing on his mind. He…had…tea to spill.

The good thing about having idol friends you can trust is having someone who can relate to you and understand the same wins and hardships of the job. They can even make the experience less difficult especially when you need a break from your members which everyone does once in a while. The good thing about drinking with idol friends you trust is the tea that's spilled. It's the entertainment industry. Everyone is meant to keep a good image of this, and not hooking up or dating that, no beef. But at the end of the day they’re humans too so they’re bound to make human mistakes, which is fine. And Soobin is only human too so the talk or drama really entices him. And he's the perfect person to talk to. He listens well, gives good reactions, and never tells. Of course, unless you add his members, specify Yeonjun. Him and Yeonjun have the same love of being on the listening end of the hot drama going on behind the scenes. Only it's a bit different from Yeonjun. Everyone knows he also probably has something to share due to the sheer amount of friends and parties he attends. With Soobin, he keeps a low profile and small circle of close friends so no one expects him to have any tea himself (even though he knows it all) so when he responds ‘oh I wish I had something to tell as entertaining as that, pretty boring on my end’ it's more believable.

As he took off his shoes and headed to the kitchen for some water he had one thing on his mind. A late night tea spill with Yeonjun. Who was probably up at this hour. And if he wasn't he’ll just wake him. As he finished his water, he left the glass on the counter and started down the hallway for Yeonjun’s room. As he got closer, he couldn't tell if there was light coming from under the door but he could hear noises which was good enough for him. He practically stumbled into the door frame before he “gently” knocked on the door. Head feeling heavy, he rested it on the door and yell-whispered “Hyung…Hyung are you up I have so much to te-”

Suddenly the door swung open which almost made Soobin fall.

“Soobin! What man, not right now.” Yeonjun said with a tone of annoyance in his voice. One that Soobin’s inebriated brain could not pick up on. He giggled and stumbled back up while speaking.

“Hyung just wait till I tell you what I heard tonight about these idols from OUR company you're not gonna believe it-” Soobin finally took Yeonjun's state. No shirt on, lips very red, out of breath, sweats hanging off his hips. Sober Soobin would have put the pieces together right from the shoes in the middle of the entrance way and the very obvious boner Yeonjun was sporting. “Hey…w- wHat gOiNg on WitH YoU, LoOk wEird…” he says before furrowing his brow and looking him up and down again.

“I kinda have company over so can you please...” Yeonjun gently nods his head behind him. To which Soobin eyes follow to see very half naked you in black lace bra and shorts seated on the floor by Yeonjun’s mirror, trying not to wipe your mouth of evidence. You turn to face him slightly to give a gentle smile but all Soobin can focus on is the tops of your breasts peeking out of the black lace pushup bra. His eye lingered a little too long because Yeonjun was moving to get his attention and push him out. “I'll talk to you tomorrow man.'' As he goes to shut the door, Soobin nods goodbye, eyes still darting back and forth to you before the door closes. Now he’s just left standing there not sure what to do. He stands there a little while longer before going to wash his face and get ready for bed.

As he brushes his teeth he just stares into the nothingness, still shocked at what just happened. He keeps replaying it in his mind. He goes to wash his face with cold water and as he closes his eyes all he can see is you in the black lace push bra. You guys must have gone out for dinner tonight or something and wanted some…alone time after. ‘Cause girls don’t just wear bras like that normally, right? Do you always wear bras like that? And you are wearing black panties to match? Is it a thong?’ He thought as he started back to his room, these thoughts and the interaction sobering him up real quick. ‘And you were on your knees which can only mean you were probably…and by the mirror so you could see yourself or he could see you better. Did you like that kind of stuff?’ He wondered ‘and were you good at it. From the state Yeonjun was in you must be. And your lips, now that he thinks about it, are always so soft looking and plump. And everytime he's shaken or accidentally touches your hand they're sooo soft. He's even complimented you on it. He’d never thought he'd be sitting here with a semi, wondering how your hands and mouth would feel around his cock. “Ahhhghhhg stop stop stop.” he exhaled deeply and laid on his bed and hoped it would just go down and he can sleep this all off. That was until…

“Ohh- fuck fuck fuck! Junnie please..”

That was not Yeonjun’s voice and he knew he didn't imagine that. Soobin covered his mouth and held his breath. Making the room as silent as possible. The walls were not necessarily thin so he could hear the sound of the bed moving. So against his better judgment he moved to the wall ,pressing his ear to the wall. He held his breath afraid they would somehow know what he was doing.

“Isn't this what you wanted right? For me to fuck you like this?” That was Yeonjuns voice. Followed by the sound of broken moans and skin slapping. Soobin wonders what position you're in? Probably on all fours. God he hopes it's all four. His hands start to slowly move to palm his erection through his boxers. And from the sound of it he’s probably got your arms pulled back too. He can only imagine the look on your face. He starts to palm himself faster. His bunny teeth gently biting down on his bottom lips to hold back any sound.

“Junnieee!! Please Please I've been so good I-” Her Whimpers start turning into incoherent words.Your voice sounded so sweet.So desperate. He wondered what your tits looked like. Did you keep your bra on or take it off? Fuck it he thought finally going to stroking his length, Trying to match the unforgiving pace Yeojun set.

“I know baby -Ugh- I know, Junnie gonna give you what you want. Yeah?” Your whimpers turn into full on cries at this point signaling that you're about to cum. Soobin wants so desperately to cum with you. His hand tightens on the base dragging up as he focuses quick strokes on his sensitive head. Other hand covering his mouth to hold back his moans.

“OH GOD junie! junie baby I- Im gonna-” Soobins close too.

“I know Baby cum for me come on.” He can hear you falling apart on the other side of the wall practically screaming out. He’s still yet too tho still stroking him himself. Pre-cum making a stain on his boxers but he could care less right.

“That it baby-fuck- that its good girl. So good for me all night you gonna get your reward-ugh fuck shit- Im gonna cum, cum in this slutty little pussy fuck!” Soobin wished he was in his place fucking you like that. Cumming in you like that. And that's what sent him over the edge. Spilling himself in his boxers ,and biting his lip so hard he’d think he'd draw blood. He slid down onto his bed breathing heavily. The post nut clarity setting into what he’d just done.

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