#i think theres a reason he never gave into taunts. like he never admitted to crowley or metatron or naomi or anyone that he loved dean and

[eileenleahy]

okay now that im settled. i think. denial isnt about the absence of acknowledgment its about refusing to accept the implications. in the first stage of grief you know the person is dead youre just denying it because of the baggage admittance would come with. i do think cas was aware he felt something for dean and pined. but i also think he denied himself acceptance for the absurdity of it all. tmwwbk im an angel youre just a man HELLO. and you can STILL be in denial after acceptance

[90sgrungewriter]

8. Untitled - Eddie Vedder

Status: Unedited 

Friday evening came very quickly. It was neering seven pm, and you were beginning to put your jacket on when there was an abrupt knock at the door. You quickly shrugged it on, and swiftly opened the door to greet whoever had come to pick you up. Jeff never clearly stated who it would be, but you didn't think it would be Eddie. But whatever, you were glad it was him.

"Hey you." You smiled. "Just let me grab my purse." that sounded really girly coming out of your mouth, but it really wasn't at all. Just a small black bag you threw over shoulder to carry your wallet, keys and smokes, and what not. He nodded. 

“Don’t worry, no rush. We’re not on till 8.” He reassured.

"Who's car did you take?" You asked out of curiosity, since you knew he didn't have one yet.

"Well we already got our shit at the venue, the guys are there already. Jeff just shot me the keys to the truck." He lifted his hand to show he held the familiar keys to the truck.

"Oh, alright, nice." You made your way back over to Eddie, before speaking once again.

"Are you excited?!" You shut the door behind the both of you, locking it.

"A little nervous actually. We wrote a few other new ones and theres this one...uh, i dont really know them by heart so I gotta use my lyric sheets." He said sheepishly, slugging his shoulders.

"Aw it's okay, Ed.  I'm sure you'll be fine. I know you'll do great." You patted his shoulder. He looked down at you and smiled.

"Thanks."

You two made your way to the truck and drove to the venue, making idle conversation. You could tell he was nervous and you wondered if this is what he looked like before the first show. Your mind fled back to the night you met him, when he was with Stone and Matt. He did seem a bit off...maybe that’s why. Poor guy.

"So how has Stone been? Better, I hope." It was a nice night, so you had the window rolled down a bit as he drove (kind of slow) down the Seattle streets. You didn't know why he was driving so slow though. You just brushed it off, he was probably just being safe and shit.

"Yeah, I think so. I mean...I don't really know what normal Stone is."

"Right, sorry. Uhm, less of an asshat then? Jeff told me he was being pretty bitchy the past few days." You kept forgetting he hadn’t been here for very long.

"Well yeah, I suppose he has, now that I think of it." He spoke after thinking to himself for a few moments.

"Hey, how long have you been here for now anyway?" You turned to look at him from your seat.

"It will be 2 weeks tomorrow, actually." You nodded your head and the rest of the way was silent. The radio was softly playing Bowie in the background whenever he pulled in the parking lot of the venue. You could faintly hear the loud rock music coming from the club. You wondered who else would be playing tonight.

The two of you walked side by side and made your way through the entrance. Looking around, you tried to spot anyone familiar, but after a few seconds of searching, Eddie's voice flooded your ears.

"I think most of the guys are in the back." He nodded his head toward the door that led backstage, hands in the pockets of his black leather jacket. You could feel the warmth of his breath tickle the side of your face, and your cheeks flushed a light pink.

"Oh, alright. Should we grab a drink first?" You suggested, you needed one after this week, for sure.

Ed nodded his head and you both made your way to the bar to grab a beer.

"So who else is playing tonight?" As of right now, there was no one up there, just the big speakers playing some punk rock songs.

"The Alice guys." He confirmed. Cool, this was going to be a good show.

Once you had your beers, you made your ways toward backstage. Once the two of you had arrived, you were greeted by a chorus of many different voices.

"Hi everyone." You smiled and waved, and Layne came up to you first. Most people went back to their conversations, and Ed was stolen away by Jeff fof something.

"How are you, Dani?" He hugged you gently, patting your back.

"Always good, you buddy?"

"Same old, same old." He shrugged his shoulders.

"Who's up first? Alice or Mookie?"

"Mookie." He smiled, and you nodded smilling back.

"Cool."

Looking around for a moment you spot Stone talking to Jerry and Sean when he caught you looking at him. He gave you a small grin and a light wave. You kindly gestured the same in return, glad things were back to normal.

"So...You and Eddie huh." Layne gave you a knowing smile. You gasped and punched his arm.

"What do you mean? Where the hell do you guys come up with this shit, goddamn." You shook your head, his laughter filling your ears.

"Hey, what're you two boneheads laughing at?" Mike Inez came up, smacking you and Layne on the back. You took another sip of your beer and rolled your eyes.

"Nothing, lame ass." You tried to get away from the topic that was Eddie, but sadly, it just never seemed to work for you.

"We were just talking bout Eddie." Layne shrugged his shoulders innocently. Mike raised his eyebrows up and down.

"Ooh, la la." He grinned and pinched your cheek lightly, while you tried swatting his hand away.

"Oh, shut up you guys. There’s nothing going on between Eddie and I." You assured them, and right as you said so, Jeff showed up out of butt fuck nowhere.

"For now." He grinned innocently. You were about to speak when he beat you to it. "Mookie guys are on in a half hour! He shouted, making sure they heard him, before quickly walking away to the food table. You just rolled your eyes and silently escaped the small forming group to sit down.

The backstage wasn't very big, but it wasn't too crowded with all of you in there either. There were two couches and a couple of chairs, and the table along the wall was filled with snacks and sodas. There was a fridge on the left side that had beer, and you drew a sigh of relief. At least you wouldn't have to go back out front to the bar for your next one.

You took a seat on one of the couches and talked to Sean, Jerry and Stone for a few a bit until it was time for the guys to get up there.

You bid them all good luck, as they made their way to the stage. You quickly grabbed another beer and walked over to the side of the stage. The curtain was pulled to the side, so you had a perfect side view of the guys. You knew this was going to be a good show. 

You could tell Eddie was nervous, and much like the first show, his eyes were glued to the ground. They played through a few songs, when things seemed to switch in him. And suddenly, his eyes weren't glued to the ground anymore, they were looking at you. You smiled wide and gave him a thumbs up, to which he replied with a fucking wink that almost made your knees buckle. His presence on stage grew, and you were completely mesmerized by him. 

They played a beautiful show, and there were a couple of new songs, to which he indeed was referring to a music sheet which lay on the stage floor in front of him. Brother had a real catchy guitar rift, so did Breath, and for some reason you felt you could listen to Eddie sing all day...But soon it all had to come to an end. Unfortunately. The Alice guys were all standing by your side the whole show, giving the boys some good support. You could tell they were happy for Stone and Jeff, things were slowly coming back together for them. The crowd cheered, and you knew they loved them.

The five sweaty guys came running off stage, but not before introducing Alice in Chains and before you knew it they were up there giving it their all. You loved Alice music, and you hadn't seen them play in a long while so you were going to enjoy it. 

You congratulated your boys on their awesome show, and they thanked you, with sweaty hugs from Jeff and Stone. You pushed them off, yelping out insults at them about how gross they were. Jeff just rustled your hair and left to go outside with the rest of the guys to get a few minutes of cool air. They would probably have a smoke too. You turned away and made your way back toward the side stage as you felt a sweaty hand touch your shoulder. You turned around to be greeted with a smile that could cure fucking cancer, you had seen his dimples up close before but you chose this moment to study even more, and you took notice in the tiny crinkles under his eyes when the smile reached its peak. It made your stomach flutter so much it felt like you were gonna puke for a second.

All the while you were probably staring very moronic at him right now, you seemed to be doing that more often than you would care to admit. Fuck sake.

"You alright?" His smile was slowly starting to fade into a look of confusion, but before it could fully be, you grabbed his arm gently.

"Yeah, sorry just uh-"he looked at you expectantly, nodding his head for you to continue, "was just thinking about uh-" you stuttered, your brain was still on his fucking dimples and you weren't thinking straight, "I was checking out your dimples." Fuck it, you replied honestly. To make it less awkward, you made it look like a sarcastic joke when you reached over and pinched the taunting fuckers lightly between your fingers. Eddie laughed.

"Oh, were you?" He asked teasingly, and you nodded, laughing and bringing your hand back down to your side. Ed looked down at his shoes and back up at you, his cheeks a light shade of pink, most likely from the pinching.

"So whats up, Ed?" you decided to let him speak so you could stop making and idiot out of yourself.

"I just wanted to- uh" this time, it was him stuttering, though you didn't know why. "just coming to watch the Alice guys.” 

Oh, okay.

"Okay, uhm-come on, we'll watch together." You smiled gesturing he come and follow you and he complied. You watched their show and soon the rest of the guys filed in as well, all of them standing with you now.

You loved the music you were hearing, you just couldn't say that enough. They were a group of very talented dudes. They flew through the rest of their set list and finished way too quickly for my liking. Once they came off stage it was their turn to get some fresh air outside.

You were halfway done your third beer by now, talking with Eddie and McCready about whatever. Glancing at the clock it read 9:18 PM, damn that flew by. At some point, Mike got up to grab another beer or something, and it was just Eddie. He sat quiet, as he twiddle his thumbs nervously. You were about to say something when he straightened up, averting his eyes to yours.

After a few more seconds of silence, you rose your brow in question, and he finally opened his mouth to speak.

"Are you uh-" he tore his eyes away for just a moment, struggling to spit out the rest of the sentence, before looking back into your crystal blue ones. "do you have any uh- plans tomorrow?" You chuckled at how many times he said 'uh' in that sentence. You hoped he didn't take that the wrong way, as he held a sheepish look upon his face. You were confused, why would he ask you that?

"Uh, none that I know of," you laughed softly, "just gotta work in the morning. Why, whats up?"

"Oh okay, I was uhm...wondering if you would like to hangout. With me." oh my god. "Maybe, just us two? If that’s not weird. I-" He sighed, not continuing his sentence before putting his face in his hands. "Fuck, I'm sorry. I've just been thinking and- my god this must sound really bad I just..." He struggled. You wanted to do something to make him calm down, but were speechless because you were confused at why he was acting so upset. So you stayed quiet, and decided to just give him a moment to pull his thoughts together.

"Me asking you that must make me look like a total fucking douchebag." He shook his head. What? Why would he think that?

"Ed, what are you saying? I'm sorry, I don't really understand..." You apologized, wishing in this moment you weren't so stupid.

"No no no, its not you please don’t apologize. Its just...Well, if I were you in your shoes, and you were in mine, if you were to ask me that I would think you just want to hang as a rebound or something..." He spoke truthfully. Now, you were beginning to understand. In the moment you were trying to keep a serious face when all you wanted to do was jump around with excitement over the fact that he actually wanted to hangout with you, alone. 

Yes, you hung out alone before, but that was probably him just trying to be nice cause you let him crash on your couch. You played it cool.

"Hey, you don't have to worry. I definitely don't think that of you, first of all." You grabbed his hands, which held his face, and gently placed them on his lap. When you were about to pull away, he laced his fingers with yours, and you locked eyes. You knew it wasn't like that, and he really didn't need to explain it. "I should be off work around 2, swing by sometime after that? We could figure something out." You smiled, not looking away from him. He smiled sheepishly in return. God, he was cute.

“Okay." He decided it was probably best to be short, and you couldn't help but let out a small giggle.

"Well well well, what do we have here." The smooth voice of Mr. Jeff fucking Ament woke you from your euphoric moment with Eddie, and you realised now how it must look to them. You quickly withdrew your hands at the same time as Ed did, and you spoke first.

"Fuck off, you two. What, you's are fucking stalkers now?" You stood up and nonchalantly flipped Jeff's pink hat off his head, and it fell to the floor. His reflexes were getting rusty.

"Hey!" He swatted his arm aimlessly at you, obviously missing as he went down to pick up his hat. Layne and Eddie were laughing as you walked over to grab yourself another beer.

The night led on, and you all had a great tine. You all talked and drank, like you normally did, but it would never get old to you. You loved these guys and you wouldn’t give up nights like these for anything. 

Time went by quickly, and before you knew it everyone was getting their shit together to head out. You bid your farewells to the Alice guys and you made your way over to the truck. Dave had taken his car here, so him and Mike went their ways as they lived the opposite way of the rest of us. You waved goodbye, and the guys stated they would plan studio dates tomorrow. 

As you were about to open the trucks door, a hand had already beat you to it. Eddie stood, sliding the door open with ease, and you blushed.

“Thanks Eddie.” 

“You’re welcome.” He winked, and slid the door closed once you were fully seated. You sighed.

Eddie Vedder would be the fucking death of you.

[taeminsphltrum]

Worth the Wait (M)

Chae Hyungwon | Friends!AU | Smut | Word Count: 3k

♥ requested: Hyungwon rough smut pls. Theres no reason just him being horny & needy & feel like having a rough sex hehe tq!! ♥️ 

The attraction has always been there. 

He always looks at you for way too long, eyes always roaming over your body when he thinks you aren’t looking. When you speak you have his undivided attention, eyes staring intently at the way your lips curve around every word that leaves your mouth. 

Hyungwon knows all of your quirks and habits. The way you bite your lower lip when you concentrate, the way your leg bounces or how you tap your fingers when you’re nervous or anxious. Everyone knows Hyungwon isn’t the most observant guy around, always in his own little world or sleep, but everyone sees how he perks up around you. 

You noticed it a while ago.

Whether he was just physically attracted to you, you don’t know and you don’t care. You just know you enjoy the feeling of his eyes boring into various parts of your body. You find humor in the lingering hugs he gives you, hands slowly dragging off of your body when you pull away. You enjoy the not so secret looks when the squad is together. 

He’s very flirtatious, and you either laugh at his attempts or play along.

Hyungwon doesn’t appreciate your laughter when he’s being serious about you. Especially not tonight. 

You’re drinking, and you’re in such a good mood it made you a buzzed, giggling mess. Everything is funny to you and you hadn’t even had much to drink. 

“When are you gonna stop playing?” he asks, plump lips brushing the back of your ear as he whispers his question. His chest leans against your shoulder as he bends down to your height, body heat already radiating through the cotton of your shirt.

“When are you gonna stop trying?” you tease, turning your head to look at him. 

The proximity of your faces makes the smile that was already playing on your mouth stretch, amused by the way he licks his lips at the fact your own are so close. 

“If you wanted me to stop you wouldn’t entertain me,” he states matter-of-factly. 

With a chuckle, you turn around to completely face him, looking up at him with a shake of your head.

“But that doesn’t mean I want you,” you taunt, hands sliding their way up his arms to his shoulder, completely contradicting your words. His eyebrow twitches before a grin of his own plays on his lips. 

“You might as well just let me take you home for the night, ____. You’ve been there plenty of times already.”

“I’ve been to your house when you didn’t have the intentions of fucking me, so that’s different.” 

You catch the playful glint in his eyes as he rubs his lips together.

“Actually, every time you come around I have the intention to fuck you. On every surface and corner of my house,” he admits with no shame, his hands reaching out to get nice handfuls of your ass. The action makes your eyes widen in surprise before they squint in mock annoyance. “Especially in front of the mirror.” 

You know exactly which mirror he’s referring to. It takes up half of one of his bedroom walls, directly in front of his bed and whenever you’re at his place you use it to take pictures or do your makeup when the rest of the group wants to pregame before going out. 

“You’re awfully bold tonight,” you sigh, turning back around and making his hands drop from your ass. “I just wanted to enjoy a few drinks and you’re over here telling me about fantasies that will never become reality,” you laugh, grabbing your drink off of the bar and chugging it down.

“You’re awfully harsh tonight,” Hyungwon counters, not falling for your act.

 Hyungwon knows he tempts you. He knows his words affect you exactly the way he wants. The chase to get you is no doubt fun for the both of you. You get the satisfaction of having him always shower you in compliments and boosting your ego. For him, the wait makes him yearn for you even more and makes him want to do so much more to your body each time you brush him off. 

 Leaning into you again, Hyungwon gingerly drags his pillow-like lips up the side of your neck before pulling on your earlobe softly. “Just be mine already.” 

His breath makes you want to shiver, but you force your body to suppress the feeling. 

“If you can look me in my eyes and tell me you don’t want this then I’ll leave you alone, really.” 

The way his tone switches from arrogant to serious, voice dropping a few octaves, makes your stomach flip. You want him almost as much as he wants you, and maybe it’s the drinks that you downed, but you’re really considering finally giving into him. 

Fuck it.

You turn around, straightening your face. The look in his eyes shows that he’s ready for rejection, but when you reach up to get a hold of the back of his neck you see a brief smile before your lips crash into his. 

There’s a blur of finding Hyunwoo and Kihyun to tell them the two of you are leaving, their eyes drifting down to where yours and Hyungwon’s hands are clasped together before asking how much you’ve had to drink with smirks on their faces. The car ride consists of Hyungwon speeding and you mulling over the fact you really gave into your desires after waiting so long. You might regret it in the morning, but month after month of Hyungwon’s fleeting touches and words of how much he wants you have built up and you can’t resist him anymore.

“Can’t believe you made me wait this long,” is growled into your neck, slim, long fingers quickly unzipping your skirt before pushing it down. You hum at his words, kicking the skirt to the side. The vibration of his complaint has your eyes drifting shut as you tilt your head further to the side. “I’ve been trying to fuck you for over a year now.“ 

You hadn’t even made it up the stairs before Hyungwon was pressing into your back once again, eager to touch you now that you’ve finally given him permission to do so. 

"Then make it worth the wait,” you breathe out, ready for him to prove to you that losing your internal fight of resisting him was worth it. He’s barely done anything yet, lips only softly trailing from your shoulder up to your neck, but your skin is already heating up and your breathing is heavier. 

In the blink of an eye Hyungwon turns you around and picks you up. You squeal at the sudden change before laughing, wrapping your legs around his waist cupping your hand around the back of his neck. The other rakes through his hair, pushing his bangs back and messing up his blond locks in the most perfect way. 

“Wow I didn’t think your little noodle arms were capable of doing this,” you comment, impressed. He stops his dead in his tracks in the middle of the stairway to glare at you. 

“Keep it up and I’ll drop you right here,” he deadpans before continuing his journey to his room.

The pout you give him is exaggerated, followed by yet another giggle at your next thought. 

“In your fantasies, did you fuck me on the stairs, too?”

Hyungwon doesn’t bother to answer you, instead flopping you down onto the foot of his bed. He reaches for the back of the collar of his shirt before roughly ripping the cotton off of his body. The streetlight near his window casts shadows on his skin and you can’t help the way your eyes follow the outlines of his toned abdomen. You can feel the heat of his gaze, watching you as you watch the way his fingers fumble with his belt. When he pulls it off your bottom lip is sandwiched in between your teeth and there’s yet another stir in your stomach.

“Come here.”

At the sound of his voice ripping through your thoughts, low and gravelly, your body instantly reacts. Your ass scoots to the very edge of the bed and your fingers are grabbing at the waistband of his pants, prying the button and zipper open. Pulling both his jeans and boxers down mid-thigh, Hyungwon’s excitement hangs half hard oh so close to your face, you look up at him in question.

He’s already staring down at you with dark, hooded eyes that are almost covered by his bangs, sending a spark throughout your body that goes straight to your clit. All he does is tilt his head and you know what you are to do next.

Bringing your hand up to your mouth, you spit into it before it wraps around the base of his dick. You keep your eyes focused on his own as you begin moving your hand up and down, feeling his cock harden under your touch. He licks his lips, raking his hair back before the same hand is gripping the top of your head and pulling your face close to his cock, silently commanding you to get to it.

The fingers already in your hair get tangled once you take half of him into your mouth, giving him a long suck, cheeks hollowing. You hear his breath leave his body in a huff when your tongue traces the vein at the underside of his shaft.

“Don’t start,” Hyungwon warns you just as you flick the end of your tongue over his tip, making sure to dig into the slit. Going back to pumping with your hand, you back up your head to look up at him. “Start what?” you question, wanting to get under his skin.

You don’t really give him enough time to answer, taking him back into your mouth and bobbing your head up and down as your lips and tongue drag back and forth around his stiff cock, hand following the motions. There’s a barely concealed groan above you, and then the hand in your hair pushes you further down onto his dick, the tip jabbing into the back of your throat and making you gag at the suddenness.

With a gasp, you rest your hand on his thighs and pull away once again to glare up at him. “You’re such an asshole,” you cough out.

A mumbled whatever is your response, Hyungwon pushing you right back down and your mouth instinctively opens up wide to take him in. He’s an asshole, but you’ve been wanting to choke on his dick for the longest.

The grip on the top of your head switches to the back and Hyungwon holds your head in place. He doesn’t bother to ease you in, instantly thrusting into your mouth harshly and slipping down your throat repeatedly.

His grunts and his rough actions make you moan, your panties soaked and clinging to your folds as you rub your thighs together for even the smallest amount of friction. Your nails dig into the meat of his thighs, eyes squeezed shut as you enjoy the brutality. You can feel the spit pooling at the sides of your stretched mouth and the sting of tears behind your shut eyelids, and you love it.

“I swear,” Hyungwon starts, slowing his pace but only to increase the impact of his thrust. Your fingers grasp at his legs even harder and your jaw is slackening all the way while a long moan resonates in the big space of his room at the feeling. “You won’t be able to walk or talk correctly when you leave tomorrow.”

You open your watery eyes, taking in the veins that are bulging out Hyungwon’s forearm on the arm that’s keeping you in place. You take in the rise and fall of his chest, eyesight dipping down to catch the motion of his hips as his pelvic bone brushes against your lip each time he thrusts forward. Humming, you hum to let him know you understand. Hyungwon is going to take out all of the frustration you’ve caused on you tonight with no remorse, and you’re ready for it.

All of the air in your body rushes out in small coughs after he removes his dick from your mouth, jerking himself off slowly as he stares down at your struggle in satisfaction. 

“Strip.”

You glower at him before following his instruction, quickly tossing your shirt on the floor and getting rid of your bra and panties as he finishes taking off his jeans. 

When he grabs your wrist, Hyungwon lifts you up and brings you to the side of his bed before turning you around and pushing you forward, making you bend and land on his soft duvet on your stomach. He nudges your dangling legs apart, two long fingers wasting no time to slide two fingers along your slit and then into your entrance.Two turns into three and you’re practically fucking yourself on his digits as he speeds up the pace of his pumping, quiet pleas for him to hurry things up tumbling out of your mouth.

“Look to your right,” he rasps out, pulling his fingers out of your dripping core. Hyungwon steps away and then a dim light from his nightstand is cut on before he’s behind you again. When you follow his instructions once again, you catch the sight of the two of you in the infamous mirror. You catch his eye in the mirror, him biting his lip as he strokes his cock once more at the sight. Opening your legs for him, you arch your back a little to stick your ass further in the air, wanting him to hurry up and fuck you into oblivion like his actions and words have promised.

“Keep them closed for me, baby.”

Seconds after pressing your thighs together you see and feel him line himself up at your entrance. You let out a sigh once the head of his cock pushes in, but when he thrusts the rest in harshly and quickly you’re gasping for air and clenching your fist, balling up the silk covers underneath you. 

“A fucking year,” he grunts out when he bottoms out. Smooth hands slide up the back of your thighs before roughly grabbing onto your ass, fingers and nails digging into the flesh. Your inner walls clench at the feeling, Hyungwon softly groaning at the feeling. “God you feel so good.”

“Come on,” you whine, wiggling your ass to prompt him to move.

Keeping his hold on the meat of your cheeks, he slowly drags his cock out all the way. Not even a second later he’s thrusting back into you roughly, knocking the breath out of you and making your eyes go wide. He continues this, breathing heavily each time he’s completely inside of you. 

“I don’t know if I want to take my time with you or fuck you senseless,” he chuckles, voice just barely strained.

“Fuck me senseless,” you pant out immediately. You want him to fuck you so hard you have to stay in his bed due to your legs feeling like jello and your pussy being too sore. You want Kihyun to possibly walk back into their shared house and hear everything that’s going on in Hyungwon’s room. You need more.

He listens, the speed of his hips quickening and the force behind his thrusts increasing. You push your upper body up by your forearms and let your head hang forward, the moans spilling out of you only rising in volume as he gives you exactly what you wanted. 

The sound of his hip bones ramming into your ass and the wet squelching of his dick repeatedly burying into your dripping core echoes throughout the room. His balls slap against your folds, no doubt getting wet as well. 

One of his hands leaves your ass in favor of moving to your hair. Wrapping your locks around his fingers, he jerks your head to the right, the pull making your scalp scream in the most delicious way. 

“I told you to look.”

Both of you are adorned in thin layers of sweat. Your hooded eyes stare back at you and you can barely recognize yourself. Neck outstretched, mouth hanging open as high pitched moans bubble out of your throat, and even in the shitty light, you can see how flushed your body is. Seeing the way your ass jiggles with each thrust, the way his prominent hip bones connect and disconnect from the bouncing flesh just arouses you even more and you’re not going to last much longer.

“Mm you look so good like this,” Hyungwon coos. “Nice and fucked out. Gonna come soon?”

You nod, trying your hardest to meet his eyes in the reflection. But when his hands are lifting your hips up a scream rips from your throat, eyes rolling back and jaw slackening even more at the feeling of his tip jabbing at that one glorious spot within you. Somehow his thrusts manage to gain even more power and there’s already a burning ache in your core. You bury your face into his comforter, screams muffled as your walls flutter around his cock, having the best orgasm you’ve ever experienced. 

Hyungwon’s rhythm gets sloppy, his body bending over yours while he chases his own orgasm. The continuous assault on your sensitive pussy has your eyes squeezing shut, spots of white showing behind your eyelids.

With one last thrust he bottoms out, hips pressing into your bottom harshly as ropes of cum spill inside of you. You’re both out of breath and motionless for a while.

“You probably have the best pussy I’ve ever fucked.”

You chuckle at his random outburst, turning your head so that your cheek is pressed into his bed, looking at your reflection once again.

“Probably?”

He shrugs, slowly pulling out with his bottom lip in between his teeth. Your hole clenches around air, greedy for more even though it’s completely done for, sore and aching in the best way. Hyungwon flips you around, spreading your legs for him to settle in between.

“I’d have to taste you to be completely sure.”

A/N: I honestly can’t talk dirty for the life of me so this isn’t exactly how I pictured writing rough sex but uh, hope you enjoy lmaoo