#jooheon x y/n

[moonhoures]

All Of Me

🕷️ kinktober — day 7: breeding kink / creampie 🕸️

pairing: jooheon (monsta x) + reader (afab/fem)

genre: idol!au, mild angst, fluff, smut

warnings: 18+, minors do not interact, explicit smut, established relationship, unprotected sex, creampie, mention of pregnancy (but no actual pregnancy), mention of joo’s military enlistment

word count: ~2.1k

synopsis: you and your idol bf tenderly enjoy one more night together before his enlistment

a/n: dedicating this to my fav jooheon stan @carronpatrick 💕 hope you enjoy it 🫂 also, there’s not much of a breeding kink aspect to this, i’ve realized, so i removed that from the tagline 🙃

posted: october 7, 2023

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So here it was. The day you had been dreading ever since you and Jooheon first started dating. On top of dealing with the hardships of dating an idol—a very successful and famous one at that—you also had to deal with his leaving for military service. He reminded you of it every once in a while, and for the longest time it felt so far away. But now the day had arrived on your doorstep with no remorse, no empathy.

“Don’t look so sad,” your boyfriend tried to lighten the mood as you two sat at the edge of your bed. He had come over to spend the night with you and pick up some of his things from your apartment. He was set to leave for his enlistment two days from now, so this was the last day you had him all to yourself until he would go, “Eighteen months will pass faster than you think. And it’s not like we won’t be able to see or talk to each other.”

“I know,” you put all your energy into speaking with no sign of distress, but your voice betrayed you with a wobble. Jooheon frowned a little, resting his arm around your shoulders as you started to sniffle and tears pricked at your eyes.

“I’ll talk to you as often as I can. That’s a promise. You remember I made you that promise the first year we dated,” he reminded you of that night. Of course, the memory was engrained in your mind like a movie you had just seen yesterday—most of your memories with him were. You recalled you two sitting on the couch, sipping on some beer and eating take-out. He had just finished a media run for Monsta X’s most recent comeback, and he had finally got a night off to spend with you. The topic of his enlistment came up and brought down the mood, but somehow Jooheon always knew what to say to make you feel better.

“_________, I promise, on everything I own and love, that during my enlistment I will use any means and any time I have to talk to you, first and foremost,” even a little tipsy, with his hands jokingly on his chest and in the air (respectively), he managed to say those words so sincerely. You had no choice but to trust his words back then. And even now, you trusted him with everything you had.

“I feel so dumb for crying. It’s not like you’re leaving forever,” you wiped your eyes with the back of your hands, and the smallest smile finally cracked your lips when his laugh sounded from beside you.

“Exactly,” he said, “I’ll be back sooner than you think. And I’ll be sure to set aside lots of time just for us. Just for you,” he corrected himself, pressing a kiss to your head. When you looked up at him, his eyes softened at the redness and teariness in your own. His hand reached up to hold your chin still while he leaned down to give you a tender kiss.

It was a wonder that Jooheon always knew what to say in every situation, but especially without saying anything at all. It was like he spoke with his body language too. Because the kiss he gave you then seemed to whisper it’ll be okay. His other hand holding your waist assured you i’ll always be here when you need me, even if i’m not physically here. The way he rested his forehead against yours after pulling away said i’ll always be yours.

“When you get back-” you started speaking tentatively, and to your surprise, your words came out more confident than before, “-we’re not leaving this bed for a few days, at least. You understand?”

His brows raised and his dimples made an appearance as he chuckled. He nodded, biting his lip subtly before replying, “I was already planning on that. Make sure you have the condoms stocked when I get back.”

As he leaned in for another kiss, your hands were holding onto the fabric of his shirt, feebly attempting to keep him closer, “But I wanna feel you when you get back. Not latex.”

You tried not to smirk against his lips when you felt a low rumble from his chest into his throat.

“Fuck, don’t get me started, _______,” he whined, his hand already going back to your face. His fingers caressed your jaw as his eyes traced between your eyes and lips. Everything in him was begging to have you in that moment.

“Come on, Joo. One more time before you go?” you breathed out against his cheek in between the kisses you pressed to it.

You could feel his breathing getting heavier, and one glance at his lap let you know he was at least considering it. You tested the waters by leaning down and kissing under his jaw, his weak spot. You hummed, “Please.”

Your boyfriend merely groaned in response before he was taking your face in his hands, bringing your lips to his in an abrupt, smashing kiss. He took control easily, you always melted into putty in his hands. You molded to him in any way he manipulated you. He had eased you onto your back, your thighs at the edge of the bed as he continued to make out with you fervently.

Despite how tender and careful he was in his touches, there was an underlying, waiting sense of ferociousness. Like he was waiting for the perfect moment to unleash on you. And you couldn’t wait for the moment to come. You tried to coax it from him, using your fingers to grip at his back. You urged him closer with the rocking of your hips, with the nudging of your feet against his ass. He simply chuckled at your attempts, finding you cute when you were so desperate for him.

He whispered sweet nothings to you as you both discarded your clothing, utters of how beautiful you looked. How good you would feel. How he already couldn’t wait to come back even though he hadn’t left yet. Before the sadness could settle in you again, you were moaning at the feeling of his bare cock resting over your pelvis. His lips peppered kisses all over your chest as his hand pumped his erection in preparation for you. He smiled to himself when you started to move your hips up, quietly exhorting him to fuck you.

“Are the condoms still in the drawer?” he asked you, starting to peel himself away so he could go get them.

You stopped him, hands holding onto his biceps for dear life, “We don’t need to use them. If this is the last time we do this before you go, I want to feel you, Jooheon. Just you.”

Your boyfriend’s dick twitched, and he leaned back down to capture your lips again. He was so whipped for you. His heart skipped a beat when he felt your body pressed up against his. When he heard the sounds you made for him. When he felt how wet you were already. His fingertips swiped up your slit, and he relished in the airy moans you let out before he circled your clit.

“I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around me,” he said, watching your resolve crumble beneath his touch, “It’s been so long since we did it raw.”

It was; over a year, in fact. And it nearly didn’t happen at all. The two of you were getting hot and heavy in his car one day on a road trip, and had gotten to the best part before realizing neither of you had a condom on you. After a minute of panic, you decided to say fuck it and went through with your actions anyway. But you lived in anxiety afterwards. You weren’t really nervous about getting pregnant with Jooheon’s kid, though being pregnant at all did make your stomach sink. But you were more so nervous about tarnishing Jooheon’s career and/or reputation. You wouldn’t be able to live with yourself if you were the cause of such turmoil. Luckily, you didn’t fall pregnant, but you two swore not to do it with condom again until you were both sure that’s what you wanted to do. Now just felt right.

“I want to feel you,” you repeated eagerly, getting impatient. You could feel him lining up at your entrance, his hand still stroking his erection.

“You’ll feel me, baby. All of me.”

Boy, did you. You sucked in a breath as he sunk between your folds, filling you to the brim with his thick length. You watched his face screw up with a disgruntled expression as he felt your tight walls constrict him. He forgot how good you felt like this.

“Holy shit,” he grunted.

You smiled, urging him to start thrusting by pulling on his waist with your hands. Your nails lightly dug into his skin. He hissed while he pulled out, barely keeping his tip in before thrusting back into you slowly. His hips bucked into yours in a growing rhythm. Heavy breaths and the sounds of wet kissing surrounded you two. It was like the two of you made lustful music when you made love. That’s what it always was with him. “Fucking” didn’t sound right to Jooheon. If he was going to have sex with you, he was going to pour in every ounce of his love and appreciation for you that he could muster.

He drilled into you, but his lips were soft and smooth in the way they touched your body, wherever they could reach. He made sure to tell you how good you made him feel and how well you took him. Little did you know that it was mostly because he could feel the effect it had on you. Every touch, every kiss, every word had your insides fluttering, your pussy clenching on him as if he would disappear if you didn’t. In a way, he was going to disappear, you supposed.

“I’m going to miss you so much,” you pouted, feeling that sinking sensation in your stomach as you felt tears welling up in your eyes again.

Jooheon’s hips faltered as he made eye contact with you. His orbs began to mirror yours briefly before he pulled himself together. He continued to thrust into you, softer than before, “I’ll miss you so much more, trust me. I’m gonna think about you every second of every day. Gonna count down the minutes until I can see you again.”

“Joo,” you moaned as you felt your climax building in your lower belly. Your leg muscles were tensing up from the impending sensation.

“Baby,” he whimpered, on the brink of his own release. This was the only bad part of not using a condom; you felt too good. There was no way in hell he could last as long as he usually did. All he could do was hope that you would want round two, and maybe a round three, or four . . .

“Want you to cum inside.”

“I will,” he nodded, eyelids closing tight as he shuddered. He was so close, “Gonna take it all?”

“Mhm,” you hugged around his shoulders, drawing him close until his forehead was on yours. He pressed a haphazard kiss to your nose out of passion, and you chuckled softly.

“Fuc-“ he couldn’t even finish before he was cumming, painting your core. He shook under your touch, his strength wavering under the weight of his orgasm. “Holy shit, that feels so good. You feel so good. I wish you could feel this the way I do.”

Your head was spinning from the way he talked you through it. You could only moan out his name as you came after him, his warmth filling you up sending you over the edge, “Oh my God.”

“That’s it,” he kissed your neck, then he leaned down to hug you properly. It felt oddly nice having his body weight on you, like a comforting blanket.

You would miss this. Not just the love-making, but all of it. Him. You would miss him. It was hard enough being away from him most days due to his job, but having him be unavailable for long periods of time was going to be a form of hell. All you wanted to do was have him like this all the time. All to yourself. You wanted to be able to kiss him and hold him whenever you felt like it. You didn’t want to worry about him up and leaving at any time for any reason. You wanted to have him completely. Was it still selfishness if it was out of pure, uncontainable love?

“Eighteen months,” you didn’t realize you had said it out loud until Jooheon pulled away to regard you with a crestfallen nod.

“Eighteen months,” he confirmed. You prayed that it would be the fastest year and six months of your life.

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Ice Block

Summary: Jooheon and you retell the tale of your first meeting to your friend’s kids.

Oneshot

Fluff, Married Couple au

Word Counter: 2,062

Jooheon (Joohoney) X Reader

[Features! Kihyun, Hoseok, and Hyungwon]

Not Requested

Prompt: 4. “Well, pull up an ice block and lend an ear” [Parent/Grandparent/Family Friend au]

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Holiday dinners with friends is one of your favorite types of get-togethers; getting to catch up with all your friends, share traditions, and eat? You couldn’t think of a better way to spend the holiday, but every year there is a new person. Or rather a child, to get a present for and meet. You never thought you would get to the age where your friends had kids of their own. It was a strange feeling to go through because moments ago, you were a kid, and now you’re the adult that kids look forward to seeing during the holidays. You guys were still in your youth, but now you were watching other kids grow up too. 

The two of you arrive at Hyunwoo’s house with your two platters of cookies for everyone to devour. “You get the thumbprint cookies, and I’ll get the chocolate cookies?” Jooheon asks as you get out of the car. You nod, grab the tray of thumbprint cookies, and follow him to the door. He rings the doorbell, and Kihyun lets you in, sporting the newest edition of the Yoo family. “I see you have your arms full.” You say as you walk in, “So do you!” You laugh and ask, “Well, what’s their name?” He grins and goes, “Her name is Ember!” Which causes her to reach up towards him, and he holds his finger out to hold. He follows you into the kitchen, and you place down your cookies. You smile and cheer, “Well, hello there, little Ember!” Before turning to him again, “Smoldering coal?” He nods, “Yeah, and also sounds beautiful too.” You agree, “You have me there.” Before parting from Kihyun and her, she holds her hand out to you, which you gently shake, which causes her to giggle. And you make your way further into the house, just to be attacked by six kids coming up and wrapping themselves around you. 

“Oh, you little snowballs!” They all giggle, and you try your best to hug each one of them, “Alright, did you already attack Honey?” They all eagerly nod, and you see Jooheon just out of reach, “He sent you, didn’t he?” They all nod, and you shake your head and laugh. “Well, did he tell you we brought some cookies?” They all gasp, and you show them the way. They get two each out of the pans, and Kihyun says, “You’re going to ruin your dinner!” From further away and you whisper, “He’s had one already. He can’t say anything. Feast my darlings!” They all snicker, and you stick your tongue out towards Kihyun before finding Jooheon again. 

You lean your head on his shoulder, “I missed you.” He laughs, “We were apart for ten minutes.” You laugh, “I know.” He kisses your head and whispers, “Me too.” You stay like that for another moment before parting, “I’ll see you later?” He nods, “I’ll miss you until then.” You head to the kitchen while Jooheon heads to entertain the kids.

You ask if there’s anything to be done, and they ask if you can make the table. You nod, grab the plates, and start setting up the long table. “You need help?” Hoseok asks, and you go, “Yeah, do you want to do the forks while I do the knives and spoons?” He smiles, “Sure.” You smile, grab the knives and spoons and follow him around the table. “I heard you were adopting. Did you two choose yet?” He smiles, “Not exactly, but we think we’re going to adopt a set of twins we met a few days ago.” You nod, “After the holidays?” He shakes his head affirmatively, “Yeah, that’s why we’re waiting, actually. They wanted to spend the holiday with their friends there.” You smile, “That’s sweet, so are you two excited?” He grins, “Yeah, I hope we can make their transition easy and make sure they can stay in contact with their friends. We’re going to do everything we can.” You nod, “You guys are going to make great parents.” He smiles, “Thank you.” You smile back, “It’s no problem. I’ve known you two for the past five years of my life. You both are true sweethearts, and I know you’ll raise amazing people.” He nods, “Thank you again.” You pat his head before hearing commotion in the living room. 

“That’s it?!” The kids cry, and you hear laughter, “What are they crying about?” Hoseok grins, “I think Edward told the kids the story of how we met.” You shake your head, “It was a simple but sweet story.” And that’s when you start hearing them go, “Uncle Jooheon! Uncle Jooheon!” Hoseok motions for you to get going, and you wave to Edward, who finally manages to escape the kids. “They’re rallying against him!” You laugh and say, “They sure are,” before popping your head into the living room. 

Jooheon spots you as the children whine, “Uncle Jooheon, please tell us how you and (Y/n) met!” Jooheon gestures for you to join him on the recliner, and you sit on the armrest. He wraps his arm around you and goes, “Well, pull up an ice block and lend an ear.” The kids look confused for a moment before grabbing a pillow and sitting in front of you two. He taps his chin, “Where should I start, the week before?” You roll your eyes, “They’ll be here until next year if you do that!” And he laughs, “That’s only a few days away, and I’m sure their parents wouldn’t mind one bit.” The kids whine as he continues talking about anything but the day he met you. He grins, “Okay, okay! I guess I’ll tell you, little snow people.” 

“I was heading back home for Christmas, a week in advance. I thought that was going to save me from the storm.” He pauses, and Kihyun yells from the kitchen, “But it didn’t!” The two of you laugh and whisper to them, “But it didn’t.” He continues, “That one told me I should have taken the flight a few days earlier, just in case, as he had. But I'm glad I didn't. I think it was the best decision I ever made.” He looks up at you as he says that, and you grin and whisper to him, “I think so too.” Before you told your side, “You see I had gotten the same advice, but I decided otherwise as well.” They nodded along, “But aren't airports humongous!? How did you even meet there?” The eldest of Kihyun’s kids asks, and you agree, “Of course they are. But when your flight is no longer happening, and you’re stranded. You make friends fast, ones that help you charge your phone.” You look over at him as you say the last line, “That day, I forgot to bring my phone cord. I thought I would be fine cause it was only a few-hour flight and I didn’t need to worry. But after I finished getting through security, our flight was canceled.” 

You pause so they can absorb the information, and before you can, “Then this beautiful person sits next to me. And if I had a weaker heart, I would have passed out. We didn’t speak for an hour or so. I spent that hour looking up from my phone over to them, wracking my brain for something to say, when (Y/n) went–” You interrupt with, “Do you happen to have a phone cord on you?” And Jooheon whines, “That was the best part!” You and the kids giggle before you say, “Oops, but after all, I said it in the first place!” He rolls his eyes, “I had quickly nodded and said I did. And dug it out of my bag and handed it over. Thankfully, we had the same kind of phone.” The kids nodded, “But how did that lead to anything?” The eldest asks again, and you sigh, “At first, it didn’t, considering it was just him being polite. I plugged my phone in, and that was that. We didn’t talk for a while, but I kept looking over at the handsome individual who lent me his cord.” 

The kids pout at this, “That’s it!?” The two of you shake your head, “No, that was just the beginning. It would take another thirty minutes before he spoke up.” Jooheon rolls his eyes, “Okay, I was getting my courage up. You don’t come across someone that blows you away often.” The kids groan, and Jooheon laughs, “Hold on, I’m getting there! I tapped their shoulder and asked what they were listening to, and they told me it was-” “(B/n).” “Oh, I’ve never heard of them before, what's a good song by them? That’s how we started talking about music, and it evolved from there, talking about what we would be doing if we weren’t stuck here and whatnot.” Hyungwon’s son asks you, “What's 'whatnot'?” And you both nod resolutely, “Whatnot.” Hyungwon comes into the room and goes, “They just mean that they talked about everything that came to their mind at the moment.” The six, ‘oooh’ at that, and you both laugh. 

Hyungwon pulls his son onto his lap and leans against the couch, “Is this the part where you two talk about sharing–” Causing the other five kids to look over at him and the both of you shoot a glare toward him, “That’s our favorite part! Don’t ruin the surprise!” The two of you whine, and the kids all excitedly look toward you two again Jooheon says, “We decided that it was more than likely that we wouldn’t be departing on a new flight until after Christmas, especially with the weather forecast.” They all nod eagerly, and you continue, “We decided to grab a cab that was luckily still picking up passengers and went to a motel to share a room.” You wait for them to go ‘ew,’ but it doesn’t come, so you both shrug and tell them, “So we ended up at a nice motel that luckily had a room for two available.” Hyungwon interjects, “I thought it was a dingy mothball motel.” Jooheon groans, “No one can have rose-colored glasses nowadays.” Hyungwon smirks, “No.” You sigh, “It was a dingy mothball motel, but it was nice for a motel. We didn’t get any bedbugs all week.” Hyunwoo’s daughter asks, “You stayed together all week?! What did your parents think?” 

The three of you snicker, and the kids all share a confused glance. “My mom was happy I was safe.” You say with a smirk to Jooheon, who hides his laugh in your side, knowing that’s not what either of your parents thought when you said you were sharing a motel with a stranger for a week. “His parents were glad he was safe too.” You nudge him, and he collects himself before going, “We spent that lovely week getting to know each other.” Hyungwon laughs loudly, knowing the kids wouldn’t catch on, before Jooheon looks over at you and smirks, “We exchanged our first kiss together in that motel.” And all of the kids cry out, “Ew! Cooties!” You smirk and whisper to Jooheon, “Wait until they find out how they were made.” Which makes Jooheon chuckle before saying, “Anyways, that’s the story of how we met.” 

The kids immediately find a new target, the one who was laughing at the two of you. Hyungwon. Who got pestered until he told him how he and his lover met. You sit down from the armchair and onto Jooheon’s lap and look at the ring on your finger, “It hasn’t been that long, has it?” He shakes his head, “No, not long enough.” You grin and kiss his dimpled cheek, “I love you, Honey.” He interlocks your ringed hand in his, “I love you too, Bumblebee. I hope we can be married for many more years. Maybe the kids will figure out that the meeting was just the beginning.” You grin, “We have many more stories to tell.” He nuzzles his nose against yours, and you stay like that. Luckily none of the kids were watching, or they’d be yelling about cooties. You whisper, “I’m so glad we met all those years ago.” He hums in agreement, and you two contently listen to Hyungwon’s story, even though you’ve heard it quite a few times.

[joonberriess]

s e x t a l k

p a i r i n g : jungkook x reader x taehyung

g e n r e : friends w/benefits au

t a g s : roommates!tae and jk, hook-ups, reader’s hot girl summer is here, sneaky link(s), unprotected sex, creampies, oral sex (m & f receiving), fuckboys!tae and jk, dom/sub undertones, possessive!jk, threesomes, degradation, tiny amount of crack+fluff, simps!jk & th, double penetration (two dicks, one hole)

s u m m a r y : you’re seeing two hotties on the down low, getting your back blown out every other night by either one. that is until you find out they’re roommates..

w o r d c o u n t : 6.1 k

It's officially summertime and you don't plan on doing much unless your friends decide otherwise. You spend your days going out with them to various places such as the beach, clubbing, and house parties of mutual friends alike. It's fun because you meet all sorts of new people and come out with more connections (like a new weed dealer etc).

It's during your nightly escapades that you meet Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook. They're friends of your friend Hoseok and some acquaintances you have seen around campus. You already knew of them before because a friend of your friend talked about Jungkook's dick game and some other girl had exposed a sex tape of Taehyung giving her the best head of her damn life. To say you weren't a little curious about them would be a lie.

As much as your interest is piqued by them you don't make a move or show motivation to look for them. If life so happened to put them your way then so be it. You go on with your life like nothing and occasionally run into the two on separate occasions. Though you're only connected through Hoseok who's your bestfriend since eighth grade.

Hoseok takes you to a kickback a classmate of yours is throwing, the party's pretty chill and you wander around talking to everyone because somehow you know them. Hoseok's probably off getting his dick wet or something but you don't bring yourself to care because you're happy for the man. You choose to sit with a group of people well known for being potheads etc.

"y/nnnnnnnn!" Jackson throws his arm around your shoulder, "Been waiting for you to show out all night where the fuck you been?" He laughs, obviously a little cross faded.

You pat him with a grunt and sit back, "Hoseok wanted to eat before so we went for burgers." You mumble and reach for the joint he's holding in his hand. There's a few people you don't recognize and they're all girls sitting around with the likes of Jooheon and Bobby, even Taehyung's here but you brush his presence off.

To these (most likely freshmen) you're a surprise with how casual you are with them. In fact people knew you as a cool, well "chill" person. You had a reputation as a pothead and was well liked by most people you came across, and if you were feeling more scandalous they'd come to know the guys you hooked up with called you a throat goat. Other than that you were well off in school.

"Heard you was back for the summer," Bobby coughs as he hands his joint off to the person next to him, "where'd you go..?"

You take a long drag from the joint, relishing in the good quality as the smoke fills your lungs. "LA," you curtly reply, "shit's crazier over there." You mumble and let out the smoke after a few minutes.

The boys nod collectively, taking hits alongside you as they leave it at that and turn to give their company attention. You relax into the couch, listening to Jackson's wild rants and ideas about life. Your eyes flicker up occasionally and you see Taehyung staring at you and he pays no mind to the girl kissing up his neck.

You hold the joint in your mouth, sitting up and adjusting your jeans all the while keeping your eyes on him. He's hot and he knows what he's doing. You're unsure whether he's ever heard of you but you know you're a familiar face. Taehyung doesn't move at all and flickers his eyes from your face to your waist, tongue peeking out as he licks his upper lip.

His smug little face and playful smile makes you wanna be the one to sit in his lap, but you aren't no thief. He's a taken man for the night and if he wants you.. well he knows what to do.

You get tired of sitting around and pat Jackson to let him know you're leaving. A chorus of 'byes' echo, and you walk away from the circle with the joint tucked between your lips.

You get a few "hey y/n" as you pass by people dancing and drinking. You wave them off and head to a different area to get yourself a couple shots etc. You join a couple girls who offer some shots to you, and soon enough there's ass being thrown back at you and you're still clinging to the tiny burned out joint between your fingertips.

"Hold on," you mumble and make your way back into the kitchen for some water. A body slides up beside you and you see a familiar fluff of black hair, "Hey.." You mumble to Taehyung.

"Was wondering where you went, Jackson sent me with this for you, said something about it bein' for last week." Taehyung dropped a baggy of pre-rolls next to you on the counter, setting his arm down as he caged you between the fridge and him.

You nod slowly acknowledging the gift and continuing on with your search for some water. It comes as a surprise for you to be interacting with Taehyung. "Thought you were busy, need something?" You mumble out once you feel his chest brush against your back.

His cologne is strong but it suits him and you want to smell some more but in your weed fueled mind you find it weird. "Aren't you friends with Seok? How come he's never introduced us? I'm sure we'd make really good friends.." His voice goes a pitch lower towards the end, raspy from the joint he smoked earlier.

Shivers go down your spine and you lick your dry lips unconsciously. "I am and that makes you only Seok's friend. Not mine." You look up at him feeling nervous cause he's so handsome up close and you wonder how all those girls he fucked could maintain any eye contact at all.

Taehyung chuckles softly at your words, "You're so mean," he hummed, eyes half lidded and smile lazy, "you really don't wanna be my friend? Hm...?" He leaned closer with his face mere inches away from yours.

You stare back, a million of things running through your head all at once. Were his lips as soft as his face looked..? Was he a good kisser? Does he French kiss? You wondered all these things and without hesitating you brought him down for a kiss, smacking your lips against his with your arms around his neck. Damn did it feel good.

Taehyung responded almost immediately, hands going down to grip your waist as his thumbs dug into your hips. You tugged him closer to you with your movements a bit rushed and sloppy from the weed in your system. You're both making out furiously in the kitchen harshly breathing through your noses. He reaches down to cup your ass and give it a squeeze through your jeans, moaning into your mouth because of the fat spilling through his fingers.

He hoists you up onto the counter, pulling back to attack your neck with a flurry of kisses. You pant softly and bury your hands in his soft hair to ground yourself. He pulls you closer, dragging you to the edge of the counter and pressing his crotch against yours. You can feel the thick bulge hidden away in his pants, you whine quietly and reach down to stroke him through his jeans.

"Tae," you breathlessly mutter, "fuck me.."

Taehyung grunts softly and grinds his hips into small circles, "My car's parked out in the front, let's go?" He breathes out against your lips, hands already slipping into your jeans and cupping your soft ass cheeks in his hands, idly squeezing the bubbly flesh.

"No," you pull back and stare into his eyes, "right here. Right now." You purred licking his lip as you watched his face morph into one of surprise and shock. He looked like he didn't believe you, so you showed him exactly what he was asking for when he decided to mess with you.

The whole school that night watched in awe as Taehyung pounded you raw on that very counter in front of everyone. People knew you were bold bold and didn't give a shit about anyone's opinions but not Taehyung. He went home still in shock, refusing to even talk about it with Jungkook (who you learned very much later on was his roommate).

It's all his friends talk about and they even make fun of him for it. They say you slut Taehyung out in front of everyone, out freaking him in what he did best. Fucking. He didn't say anything to argue with them. It was true, and now that he had a taste of you he didn't want to stop.

Shit only gets better from there as you and Taehyung see each other more and more. He's obsessed with you at this rate, you ruined any form of sex he liked and all he could do was hope you were free and down to see each other. He was lucky because you were very much enthusiastic to indulge the man.

Something you loved about Taehyung was the way this man gave head, you could lay there for hours with his head between your thighs. It was an added bonus the things he could do with his tongue that had you creaming and shaking.

It feels like time slows down as the heavy pleasure weighs down on you. Your lips part in a silent 'o' as your shaky hands come down to grip his soft curly locks. He's got one hand gripping the back of your knee, lifting your leg up in the air while the other mindlessly floats in the air to get that angle. Your panties are strewn around your dangling ankle and you're wearing only one of Taehyung's old band t-shirts you found on his bed.

Taehyung makes a loud slurping noises and his saliva coats your plump and swollen clit. You push his side a little to the side and sigh loudly when a new wave of pleasure hits you. "There.." You mumble breathily, holding his head in place as your hips grind in slow small circles against his tongue.

He doubles his efforts and lets out a soft moan as the vibrations make your hips jump. He practically smothers his face in your cunt and moves his head side to side with his lips firmly attached to your clit. You let out a broken cry, back arching forward as you went stiff. You desperately pushed your hips up against his mouth and breathily whined because it felt soo good and he was hitting all the right spots.

Taehyung reached with his free hand to slide at least two fingers into the creamy mess as he pushed them in with a audible squelch. Your eyes flutter shut for a second, chest heaving as you throw your head back and stare up at the ceiling because Taehyung knocks the air out of you. He doesn't start the pace slow, no, he immediately plunges both fingers in and out of you at a fast pace. He's got them curled so he hits that special place inside of you.

You melt against the sheets and moan louder because he's sucking on your clit and pairing it with his perfectly timed strokes. You let go of his hair and grab on to the pillows with breathless moans and whines, "God Tae, fuck keep going," you moan and let your head roll back on to the pillow, "gonna cum.."

He can feel your pussy tightening around his fingers and he grins softly against your wet folds. He pulls back to watch your blissed out face as you squirm on the sheets below him. He doesn't stop jabbing his fingers upward, pace getting faster and faster until he sees the familiar quiver of your thighs. "Cum," he grins as he places a hand on your pelvis and holds you down, "get 'em nice and wet... Bet you won't even need lube cause you got a sloppy little cunt, 's drooling for me, beggin' for me to put my cock in and fuck you stupid."

You let out a long moan at his words and feel your clit throb as your orgasm slowly hits. You're left utterly breathless, heart beating a little too hard in your chest as you try and get his hand to stop. He fucks you through your orgasm and only slows down when he sees that the overstimulation is hitting. "Gonna take my cock like a good little slut?" He asks as he taps the tip against your drenched folds.

"Mmhm." You nod and open your shaky legs even further, "I don't want it slow Tae," you mumble softly though the way your eyes droop tell another story.

Taehyung laughs under his breath and hooks your legs around his hips, he leans over your body and pumps his cock through the mess you made. "Want it hard?" He croons softly, "And how's that? You can barely even stay awake."

You hummed, "Fuck me slow then, gonna relax." You softly say and bring your hand down and join his as you stroke his hard throbbing cock. You take his cock and position it at your messy pussy, biting back a moan as he slowly rolls his hips forward. "Fuck.." You sigh.

Taehyung's in bliss his lips fall open as he moans quietly, the sound that comes from your pussy has his mind reeling. He takes ahold of your hips and holds you nice and steady as he begins to roll his hips forward. You lick your dry lips and set your hands next to your head as you grip the pillow. Your pussy's a little sore from the rough fingering but this slow pace makes up for it.

He pants quietly as he quickens his pace but never fully presses into you. He doesn't quite pound you but the pace is fast enough that it leaves you out of breath. You reach down to gentle rub at your clit in slow small circles, eyes locked on Taehyung's as he fucks you. He's biting his lip, focusing on the way you rub yourself and the way his cock slides in and out.

There's a ring of white cream that comes when Taehyung pulls out, he slows down to watch the way your pussy creams some more. His breath stutters as he reaches down to smear around his cock before he pushes his hips to the hilt and stays there balls deep within you. You softly moan at the feeling of him being all the way inside of you, "Mmm-right there..." You lift your hips up to lazily rut against him, "Shit-"

Taehyung hisses softly, "Hold on baby," he pulls out swiftly and lays down next to you, patting your thigh as a signal, "get on baby, ride me like you mean it."

Your mouth waters at the sight of his cream coated cock, you want to lick it all up but you suppose maybe afterwards. "Lay all the way back," you mumble and throw your leg over his waist as you straddle him, "like that." You grab his cock once more and hover over it as you push down with a long quiet moan.

Taehyung's eyes fall shut and he rolls his head back as he squeezes your ass in appreciation. You bite your lip and pick yourself up only to drop down in his lap with a wet smack. He groans a little louder, clearly not expecting you to do that.

"Fuck..!" He gasps out.

You grin down at him and brace your hands on his chest as you begin to ride him like no tomorrow. You're bouncing in his lap with audible loud slaps as your ass connects with his pelvis. Your pussy's making a loud wet noise and the bed's creaking just a little from the force of your bounces. Taehyung's moaning louder, hands holding on to dear life as you ride the hell out of him.

Your head is thrown back, moans flowing freely and hips moving quickly. Your thighs ache but it isn't too bad because you like to ride and when you have control it's all over for your partner. You prop yourself up with your hands coming behind you to settle on his thighs as you lift your hips and slam down just as hard. You're building up a sweat and you're getting a little louder with your noises of pleasure.

"Fuck y/n," Taehyung pants, he hates and loves when you do this because the pleasure's so damn good but at the same time it always makes him cum faster. "Shit, shit, slow down," He cries out as he feels his cock throb pathetically and his lower stomach coils.

You moan loudly and swirl your hips in a slow circle, "Fuck no, gonna cum," you moan out.

He helplessly cries out as you resume your punishing pace. He grits his teeth and focuses on the wet slide and clapping noises the come from your filthy fucking. Taehyung lets out a long loud moan when he's hit with his orgasm, he feels boneless afterwards and has to slow you down cause the tug on his cock feels too much. You grind against him and reach down to rub you clit quickly to join him in his afterglow.

Moments later you're collapsing next to him on the bed with a breathless huff, "My fuckin' cunt feels numb and my thighs are shaking.."

Taehyung pants, looking at you like he's either in love or he's "mad". "You're insane, my fuckin' dick almost fell off cause you were going crazy." He said as he rolled back to stare up at the ceiling while he tried to catch his breath.

You smirk to yourself, "There's a lot of cum in me," you softly add. Taehyung's cock gives a weak twitch and it has you laughing because he's shameless.

+

Whenever Taehyung's busy you find yourself meeting with Jungkook instead. You had met the guy when Hoseok brought him along for bbq one night. He tried wooing you like he did to those helpless girls back on campus but you ran the game so shit like that didn't work. You took the chance to speak with him when Hoseok went to the bathroom as you looked at him dead on.

"I'm not looking for a relationship either and if I'm being honest I've been wanting to fuck you for a while now so why don't we just cut to the chase and you can give me your insta or whatever the fuck you feel comfortable with, yeah?" You try to give him a friendly smile but it's kinda dumb so you settle for your resting bitch face.

Jungkook's sitting there looking shocked as hell, "Oh." He didn't realize his intentions towards you were THAT obvious. He shrugs and drops his whole prince charming façade as he smirks playfully, "Well I mean I didn't know you get down like that," he calmly says, "but me and you? We're gonna get along justtttt fine." He grins.

And so you do...

Whenever you so happen to not be busy with Taehyung, Jungkook hits you up and you both meet at your place because he works nearby and usually he tends to ask you whenever he's getting off work. You think you're getting a reasonable and healthy amount of dick, probably why you're so stress free at school and seem in better moods. Hoseok makes fun of you for it too.

Jungkook excelled in all aspects of sex, you thought Taehyung was the only one? Boy were you proved wrong. Somehow, someway Jungkook pushed you to your limits and did things that brought out a whole new side of you. Taehyung made you wet, had you fucking creaming from a fingering session but Jungkook? Jungkook could do the same shit but had you squirting.

Now you aren't much of a squirter, you only come across that whenever you push yourself and keep going after your orgasms. Jungkook didn't even have to try, he'd have you squirting on the first try whether he was using his fingers, tongue, or cock. You almost said "I love you" from a particular fucking that had left you crying softly and shaking.

You compare the both of them. Taehyung's more of a "let me drag this out" type of pleasure as he teases and builds you up. Jungkook gets to it because "there's more where that came from" as he gives you orgasms back to back. Not to mention their heavenly cocks. Taehyung's a little above average, he's got a thick girth and veiny shaft. Jungkook's a little more longer than Taehyung, equally thick yet curved so he's hitting all those right spots.

You wonder which world did you save in your past life to get this lucky with the both of them?

Jungkook likes lingerie, not those over the top sets but maybe a matching set or a pair of raunchy lace panties or one pieces. You indulge him cause you're hot and you think you look fucking delicious in lingerie. What you buy certainly blows his mind.

You end up getting a black lace one piece, it hugs your curves in all the right places and the chest part is lace see-through. You adjust the straps on your shoulders and do a double take on your ass cause you can't stop staring at it. "Fuck it." You mumble and get your phone as you snap a series of pictures. You send them to Taehyung, Jungkook, your friend, and then your other friend cause you want the hype.

Jungkook had sent you a 'i'm here' text right when your picture sent. You grin because shit's about to hit the fan.

Jungkook ended up liking the lingerie too much cause he was overzealous to get his hands on you.

You end up getting fucked on your bed with your legs thrown over his shoulders. You got your tit hanging out of the lingerie as it jiggles in tandem with his thrusts. He had only yanked the piece to the side and stuck his cock in that way. You weren't complaining cause it had cost you a bit too much for you not to end up getting fucked in it.

"Jungkook...!" You huff out, somehow Jungkook always manages to get you to moan louder and step out of your little quiet zone. 

The rhythmic sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room as Jungkook slams his pelvis into yours and watches the way your ass jiggles back at him. He's got his dark eyes set on your bouncing jiggling tits, occasionally reaching up to flick his thumb over your pebbled nipple. You get goosebumps all over and release a soft moan at the tingling sensation that comes from your chest. 

"Gonna let me be the only one to have this pussy doll?" He groans and emphasizes his words with a harsh slap of his hips that jostles you, "Hm? Gonna stop being a slut and letting anyone have it? All they gotta do is mention their dicks and you'll be right there with your legs wide open isn't that right?" He coos and grabs on to your tit hard. 

You garble out a moan and arch your back, he's got your knees shaking weakly as you struggle to keep them from sliding off his shoulders. "Y..es.." You whimper, pussy fluttering like crazy from his little dirty talk. 

Jungkook grins, "Right," he mocks as his hips grind deep into yours, "Bet you don't even know what the hell I just told you. Too cock stupid to even understand huh baby?" He muses out as he lets your tit go in favor of slithering his hand up your throat and holding you in place. "Answer me doll." 

Your tongue peeks out and you slowly lick your lips watching as he goes feral from it, "Only yours," and right when you see his familiar cocky grin overcome his features you add a, "for today." He loses all cool and plows you. 

"Oh yeah baby?" Jungkook growls as he squeezes your throat tight and hammers into your soppy pussy. He's relentless and his stamina comes out into play as he takes you by surprise and slams into you harder and harder. To the point you're squirting bits of slick every few seconds and making a mess on your sheets below. 

Your body moves upwards with each thrust as he sends you to cloud nine. You're crying softly because it's overwhelming you, the pleasure comes in hot punishing spurts as it makes you squirm like crazy. "Shit...! Jungkook..!" You whisper out as your eyes squeeze shut, mouth falling open as moans flow freely. 

"Fucking slut." He growls as he keeps his eyes set on you, "Opening your legs and giving out what's mine. You may be letting others fuck ya baby but just remember," his voice drops an octave as he whispers in your ear, "who makes you squirt? Who makes you cry.." He whispers and lets his tongue run over your ear lobe. 

You come undone from just that, crying out loudly and going stiff when you squirt around the man and get the sheets below drenched. "Fuck! Fuck!" You cry out, head thrown back and body shuddering from his thrusts. 

Jungkook pants into your ear, shuddering from the way you clench tightly around his cock. He rolls his hips forward a few more times until he's coming inside and filling you with his thick gooey cum. It makes you quiver, hands weakly pushing at his hips as you're left unable to speak or do much. 

"Fuck baby," He sighs, content from the rough session of sex, "see you next week." He mumbles out giving your thigh a pat of appreciation. 

You hum, definitely looking forward to next time..

+

Now, how long did you really think you were going to keep fucking both of the homies without anyone of them finding out? You figured not long because Jungkook was slowly starting to hit you up whenever Taehyung did or whenever you were with one of them vice versa. Up until now they didn't know cause you always fucked Taehyung while Jungkook was out at work, and Jungkook always went over to your place. 

Things were working in harmony until one day when they weren't. 

You're getting your back blown out by Taehyung in his goddamn living room for fucks sake. Broad daylight and you're bent over the arm of the couch whining and panting as he sends you to another dimension. "Fuckkk." You drag out as he sets his hands on your lower back to make you arch even further. 

"Lift your leg a little," Taehyung grunts out as he slows down to a slow grind so that you had time to change your position without him jostling you.

You go to do as he says when you hear the front door opening, you look up lazily with your tongue poking out when suddenly a familiar black bucket hat walks into the room. Taehyung mumbles something about his roommate being early. Holy shit. You're frozen and in shock, how could you not have noticed? 

Taehyung always did describe his roommate to be like Jungkook at times and he even let a few details slip like "oh Kook's probably dropping by for something later" or "Kook's bringing pizza in case you wanna stay". Stupid, stupid. You mentally berate yourself for not piecing the evidence together. You have seen Jungkook's shoes in the front for fucks sake! 

Jungkook tosses his bucket hat to the side and sighs, tossing his keys into a bowl and running a hand through his hair. "Hey Tae." He goes to greet the other when his eyes suddenly land on your bent form, butt naked as the day you were born and hickeys covering your throat (proud work from Taehyung). 

Taehyung hums, "Hey Kook." He greets as if he isn't balls deep in you. 

Jungkook is quiet for a few more seconds before he puts two and two together and he lets out a breath of disbelief, "Hm.. I see what's going on here." He pushes his tongue against his cheek looking pissed off, "You know when I said you let just about anyone have it you sure know how to pick 'em don't you y/n?" He mocks as he steps forward. 

"What?" Taehyung mumbles as he pulls back just a little before it clicks in his head too, "She's fuckin' you too Kook?" He chuckles lazily, "Finally the girl who's got you by your balls has been revealed, Kook over here was going crazy over this little pussy of yours." He croons in your ear and gives your pussy a pat. 

"Oh yeah asshole? Well now I know the girl you fucking simp over and take photos of so you can hang them in your room." Jungkook sneers back as he folds his arms over his chest.

 You're mildly alarmed by Jungkook's words and look back at Taehyung with a unimpressed look, "Really dude? Couldn't have just asked? Just sayin'." You softly say, "Whatever grinds your gears." 

"I'm not a fucking pervert!" Taehyung groans, "Listen you just gonna stand there or you gonna let me go back to what I was doing?" He says to Jungkook in annoyance, "My dick's about to go soft with just the sight of you." 

"Fine, but I want in too." Jungkook grins as he takes his jacket off. 

He what now? 

Surely he isn't serious, at least you think he isn't..

 Then you find yourself in a predicament. You're in Taehyung's lap facing Jungkook as he's sliding his cock through the slippery mess of lube and slick. You're terrified out of your mind to even think of having them both in you at the same time. Taehyung's more relaxed, cock throbbing from inside you as he watches with hazy eyes as Jungkook works his own cock inside alongside his. 

"Holy shit," Jungkook grits his teeth as he digs his nails into your thighs, "still so fucking tight." He mutters and inches in to you slowly. 

You let out a low whine of fear but that's not the point, your cunt's tense and so are you. It feels like pressure and a small twinge of pain from your perineum stretching, like a small stinging/burning sensation. It's not uncomfortable and you can bear with it. It just feels like time is ticking by really slow for you. 

"Almost there," Jungkook says as he eases another inch or two into you. 

Taehyung kisses on your shoulder and neck to distract you from the pain as he reaches down between Jungkook and you to fondle your swollen clit. You softly moan, feeling more wetness get coaxed out of you, "Just move, can't bottom out with Tae inside." You murmur softly, "I'm good, promise." 

Jungkook shares a look with Taehyung and the two give in, "Tap my thigh if it's too much." Taehyung relents as he adjusts his grip on you, "Okay?" 

You nod in affirmation and a tiny gasp leaves you when Jungkook begins to thrust in to the best  of his abilities. Taehyung waits a little and then rolls his hips forwards to join Jungkook's. They create this rhythm, one goes in and the other is barely sliding back out though both cocks stretch you to your limits and your g-spot is being hit dead on by you don't know. 

"Oh god," you whimper and throw your head back on Taehyung's shoulder, "fuck meeee..!" You whined out as your thighs shook a little more than usual, "So fucking deep." You gasped. 

Jungkook grunted quietly as he focused on the tempo he and his friend had set. It felt heavenly, the tight fit around his cock sent tremors down his spine. He could feel the disgusting wet slide of his cock rubbing against Taehyung's shaft whenever he was pushing in and the latter was pulling back out. Taehyung was quietly panting against your shoulder as he holds you tight in his arms. 

You rock between the two of them, low whimpers and cries leaving your lips due to the burning pleasure you feel. Your toes curl and you lift your hips a little seeing stars bursting behind your eyelids, "Oh shit!" You cry, it had made both cocks stroke your sensitive walls and cause more pleasure for you. 

You can't escape them, if you move up you're basically pushing up into Jungkook and feeling Taehyung slide back out. It's equally mind blowing and you just don't want this to stop ever despite feeling full and stretched out. 

"Greedy little slut," Jungkook grunts out of nowhere, "couldn't just have one cock now could you? Had to go and find a way to satisfy this slutty pussy didn't you?" He pants softly as he leans down to suck hickeys on to your skin, "Maybe we shouldn't even let you cum, do you even deserve it after being a bad girl and fucking Taehyung behind my back?" 

Taehyung lets out a little grunt, "Pump and dump," He replies, "I mean how many times we make this greedy little slut cum Jungkook? I think it's only fair we get to cum this time don't you think baby?" He asks you with a soft moan in your ear. 

You tremble a little, panting as your pussy flutters around their cocks and tightens just a tiny bit because the telltale signs of your orgasm is building up. Jungkook slaps your cheek lightly, "Pay attention now baby, we asked you something." 

"Mmmmm.... told you, you weren't the only ones." You softly reply because you're out of it, close to coming and feeling like you'll pass out. 

They smirk at your little snarky reply, deciding to set a unforgiving pace as they rock into you harshly now. It jostles you and weak cries are leaving your mouth, you're so so close and you reach down to rub your clit in slow circles. Taehyung sees this and replaces your hand with his own, playing and slapping your swollen bud. 

"Tae..! Jungkook...!" You call out and without any warning you cum hard, shaking and gasping. 

Jungkook bites his lips and yanks his cock out, "Fuck get her over here, gonna put that mouth to good use." He pants as he holds his lubed up cock. 

Taehyung struggles to get you to bend over just a little in his lap as he pushes you towards Jungkook, "Open wide baby," he purrs softly, "give Kook a treat for treating you so nicely." 

Your lips part and you open your mouth to take in Jungkook's wet cock. It's drenched in the flavored lube and some tangy saltiness from his pre-cum and your slick. He tangles his hand in your hair and bobs your head at the pace he wants to go, sighing and moaning. "Fuckkkk, like that baby you're doing so fucking good for me." He smirks. 

Taehyung grips your hips, rocking you back and forth on his lap as he focuses on his own release. He pants and moans lowly, lips forming a small 'o' as he throws his head back with his eyes closed, "Shit she's so fucking wet Kook can barely fuckin' feel her." 

"Slut's all fucked out, prolly even gaping from two cocks being stuffed into her slutty pussy." Jungkook groans in return as his hips stutter, "Shit, shit, shit," He moans long and loud as he cums down your throat, making you gag and sputter around his cock. 

Taehyung's orgasm hits him cause the sounds of you slobbering all over Jungkook comes straight from a wet dream or something. He slumps into the couch with a low whine because his cock is twitching and spurt after spurt of cum fills you. "Shit that's so fucking sexy." 

"Did so good," Jungkook smirks as he pulls out of your mouth and watches you cough up a little cum and saliva, "so, so good.." He pats you. 

You're fucked out, everything in your body is screaming at you to go and lie down cause you were tired. You fought off a wave of sleepiness as your body slowly cooled down and your body just relaxed after the orgasm they both gave you. "Want a bath... and a nap." You softly say. 

Both men stare down at you with fondness in their eyes, "Yeah? You want some wings too?" Jungkook teases cause he knows you're very tired and probably talking out your ass. 

"Boneless please, ooh and some garlic bread and pizza please." You say looking up at him with a serious gaze, "Better be here when I get out of the shower... Tae give me your shirt-"

There was no way they could ever deny you, their favorite little cumdump <3.

[iibonniee]

Welcome to Bonnie's 2023 Monsta x kinktober! Below are the stories to come for October. A link can be found here if you would like to be tagged!

⸺ Shownu (10/2)

Pretty Screaming My Name

Warnings: unprotected sex, size kink, creampie

Summary: Hyunwoo has always had an obsession with two things: how well she could take his cock and cumming inside her.

⸺ Wonho (10/5)

Mine, all Mine

Warnings: Werewolf!Wonho, mating, unprotected sex, creampie

Summary: Hoseok knew she was always the one for him. Always the one to call his mate

⸺ Minhyuk (10/11)

Forgive me Father, For I Have Sinned

Warnings: priest!minhyuk, priest kink, fingering, spanking, unprotected sex, anal, creampie

Summary: Y/N only knew of one Priest who would help her get rid of her sins on such short notice.

⸺ Kihyun (10/17)

What's My Name?

Warnings: non-idol!kihyun, sugar daddy!kihyun, unprotected sex, age kink, daddy kink, oral (male receiving), cock worship, bondage, spanking

Summary: Their agreement was something Kihyun had always made sure was followed to the very T. After all, their agreement was signed in ink.

⸺ Hyungwon (10/19)

Scream For Me

Warnings: ghostface!hyungwon, smut, roleplaying, semi-knife play, oral (male receiving), creampie

Summary: Two missed calls. Two ticks. She is slowly making the masked man very angry. Y/N had always had a slight kink for the fictional, well-known Scream killer. Hyungwon was willing to make her fantasies a reality.

⸺ Jooheon (10/24)

Don't Look Away

Warnings: mutual masturbation, dirty talk, cum eating

Summary: It was Jooheon who mentioned wanting to try something different

⸺ Changkyun (10/26)

You Were Always Mine

Warnings: ex!changkyun, unprotected sex, creampie, impregnation kink, oral (male receiving), public sex

Summary: The two of them always had a game of cat and mouse. She was the mouse, and he was the cat.

⸺ Kinktober Special (10/31)

All Eyes on Her

Warnings: foursome, oral (fem and male receiving), unprotected sex, double penetration

Summary: Having sex with two people was always a thrill. Add another one to make the night all the more better

[nocturne-overtures]

𝑵𝒆𝒘 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔

𓆩⟡𓆪Summary: You decide today's the day you try a bit of role reversal in the bedroom. It takes some...encouragement, but you don't think your boyfriends are opposed to trying a few new things if it feels this good

𓆩⟡𓆪Pairing: Fem! Reader/ Jackson Wang (Got7)/ Johnny Suh (NCT127)/Lee Jooheon (Monsta X)

𓆩⟡𓆪Genres/Aus: Non-Idolverse, Fluff, Romance, Humor, Smut, Polyamorous Relationship

𓆩⟡𓆪Tws: Swearing, Light Anxieties

𓆩⟡𓆪Sws: Role Reversal, Switch Idol, Switch Reader, Hickies, Hair Pulling, Praise Kink, Teasing, Handjobs, Cunnilingus, Blowjob, Riding, Unprotected Sex, Creampie

𓆩⟡𓆪Rating: Explicit/Mature (18+)

𓆩⟡𓆪WC: 3.3k

𓆩⟡𓆪A/n: *crawls out of hell with an upload finally* the following is one of the commissions from the lovely and every paitient @jacksons-goddess-gaia I hope you enjoy it as I get back into the swing of things mwah

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"They’ll never let me do something like this. I’m going walk in there and they’re gonna be like; ‘haha! Just kidding, bend over kitten.’”

Jooheon watched you pace back and forth in front of your shared home, puffs of vapor leaving his lips as the occasional snowflake fell into his hair. In his hand, a bag is steadily collecting a small pile of snow the longer you two stand outside in the chill of November. 

“For someone who challenged them to let you take charge this time, you're freaking out more than expected.” His voice is even, but you can see his lips twitch up as you whirl around to face him, indignant. 

“You’re supposed to have my side!” 

“Why? It’s not as hard as you’re making it out to be. Just say you’re nervous.” 

You feel the heat of embarrassment creep up to your ears as you huff and unlock the front door, finally stomping inside. Jooheon could tease, sure. He’d taken charge and let himself be taken care of countless times in this relationship, more than anyone else. To him, this was second nature. 

As you toe off your shoes and shrug off your jacket, you begin thinking back to how these thoughts came to be. It started with a show the four of you were watching. It was cheesy and quite a predictable drama. The pushover of the main pairing had been insulted by some side characters only for that to devolve into some misunderstanding argument between them and their partner which ended up in the roles being the same as they always were. 

Heaven’s forbid one of those dramas change up the status quota and have a switch couple, right? 

So, like the genius you were, as Jackson was making a comment on the location of the shot in the drama and Johnny was laughing at the ridiculousness of the whole conflict, you spoke. 

“I bet I could take charge next time and not immediately fold like Yu Han here.” You proudly state while tossing a piece of popcorn in your mouth. The conversation around you seemed to fizzle out instantly and it took you a bit longer than you cared to admit to notice the three pairs of eyes locked onto you. 

Lifting your gaze, you blink. 

“....what?”

“Are you saying that’s what you want to do?” Jackson inquired. You replay the last thing you said in your head and sit with your lips parted. Johnny cocks his head from his spot on the loveseat, running his fingers through Jooheon’s hair. 

“How about the next time we fool around, we let Y/N take charge, then?”

None of them look like they’re mocking you for the suggestion, but the idea itself makes a mixed sense of anxiety and excitement float through your veins. 

So, of course, you went to the internet to try and figure out how to smoothly transition into the position switch. 

And, naturally, that ended up in you being more stressed out than ever. Some of them were endearing stories of success, while there was also a fair share of failure stories of someone ruining the mood or accidentally injuring their partner during play and it all made you way more nervous. 

Jooheon put his hand on the small of your back, kissing your cheek before he looked into your eyes. 

“It’s okay. Just take your time. None of us are going to laugh at you or something if you don’t find that it comes easily to you.” 

You smile at him and take his hand, raising your voice to call into the home. 

“We’re home!” 

The sound of a door opening and closing somewhere catches your attention. Johnny emerges from down the hall, hair tousled and a wide smile on his face as Jackson pushes past him, face ablaze as he muttered something about someone not having any self-restraint. 

You can see the fresh dark red marks along his throat that told you everything you needed to know about what they had been doing.

“Took you guys a bit to get back home. Was the drive alright?” Jackson inquired, straightening out and smiling when he spotted the two of you dusting snowflakes out of your hair. Johnny turned on his heel, jogging down the hall to go get some towels to help you dry off. 

“It was alright. Had to drive a bit slow but we got everything we needed.” You inform him, making your way to the kitchen. Johnny stops you, putting a towel over your hair and rigorously ruffling your hair while laughing at your shrieks of protest. 

“You gotta dry off properly babe.” He grins, laughing as you swat at his pectoral the moment he let you go. 

Jooheon had an easier time, humming as Jackson helped dry his bright orange hair. He was rewarded with a kiss before Jackson shook his head and pointed towards the bedroom. 

“Change, both of you. I will not have you both getting pneumonia.” 

You and Jooheon march off to the bedroom, neither of you keen on trying to argue with Jackson knowing he was 1000% right. Jooheon glanced at you once the door closed, pulling his shirt over his head. 

“Are you going to do it tonight?” He inquired. You bite your lip, fingers fidgeting with the hem of your shirt. 

It’s not that hard. 

Jooheon sees the anxiety that’s taken hold of you and comes closer, kissing the top of your head and sending you a dimpled smile. 

“There’s no rush, you know that, right? We’re not going anywhere.” His smile melts your heart a bit, and you nod, taking a calming breath. Jooheon stayed to ensure you were alright before leaving first in his fresh clothes.

You head out not too long after, wearing several articles of clothing from them.

Johnny’s button up, Jackson’s t-shirt, and Jooheon’s basketball shorts, the drawstring tied extra tight so it stayed on your hips. 

When you come back, you walk up to Johnny, tugging at the waistband of his sweatpants. He looked down at you and blinked before he saw you subtly pucker your lips. A smile stretched across his lips and he leaned over, kissing you slow and deep.  There’s something about the way he slots against you that makes you want to buckle on instinct. Not just him, all three of them. You wanted to push past this feeling and be able to give them the same sensation. 

Your mind wanders, and so do your hands, tracing over Johnny’s muscles, pressing yourself to him as you pushed back, giving slight challenge in this kiss. Johnny let out a muffled hum, hands finding their way to your waist, kneading. 

Your body is flush against his, and you lose yourself in the kiss, mind wandering, thinking of all the ways they’d gotten you completely turned out for them. Every touch, every kiss, every chuckle, how could you do the same for them-

“Mmph-’

Your eyes crack open halfway, and you look up, locking eyes with Johnny. 

That was a whimper. 

Your mind focuses and you take inventory of the situation. He’s panting, looking at you in surprise, his lips swollen, red from where you had bit him, and your hand was tangled in his hair, pulling him enough to make him tilt his head back. 

Your lips part, and you almost apologize, but you stop short seeing the look on his face. 

Dazed, flustered .

You hold his gaze, and there's a pleasant tingle that runs up and down your spine as you tilt your head slightly. Johnny moved to speak, but you experimentally push your weight against him ever so slightly, tugging his hair. 

“Tilt your head for me.”

He doesn’t hesitate, his Adam’s apple bobbing as your lips brush along it. His breathing is shallow, and you can feel he’s stirring slightly against your thigh as you try to lean more into the feeling that had gripped you. 

“ Good. Just like that. Good boy.”

Johnny’s knees actually buckled for you, and he looked at you out of the corner of his eye, letting out a shuddering breath. You can tell the words had their intended purpose as you hear him let out a small, off-guard chuckle before he murmured a breathy ‘ fuck’ . 

“You two gonna dry hump in the kitchen or get something to eat?” Jackson inquired, curiously looking at the two of you. You bite the inside of your cheek to keep back the whine of disappointment at being interrupted, but instead, you push off of the counter behind Johnny, smiling and running your hand down his body, over the telltale bulge in his pants for a brief moment before making your way over to the dining room. 

“Coming~”

Jackson glances between you and Johnny curiously and blinks at the flustered mess you’d made of your boyfriend. Jooheon smiled at you as you sat down, subtly nodding. 

‘You did it’.

You smile and sit beside him, listening to your boys as they begin to recap and talk about their day. Normally you were just as chatty as they were, but you spend your time watching them subtly. Johnny’s blush had only slightly gone down, but he had kept casting glances at you, subtly touching his neck every now and again. 

You catch him one of these times, smiling and blowing him a small kiss before you turn your attention to Jooheon, hooking your ankle against his and tugging slightly. 

The move made him stop mid-sentence, but he caught your eye and cleared his throat, continuing and not resisting the move and letting you tug a bit further, spreading his legs apart. You smile around the rim of your water glass, setting it down and listening more, your hand finding its way to his thigh, squeezing and kneading.  Jooheon took it in stride, though you can see red creep up to the tip of his ears as your hand inches higher, squeezing and kneading the toned muscle there. He kept his eyes on Jackson and Johnny across the table, but at this point, you’re sure both of them knew what you were up to. 

Especially after you make eye contact with Jackson while you squeeze and stroke Jooheon through the sweatpants. Jooheon jolted beside you before letting out a needy groan, spreading his legs and pressing into your hand. 

You remember past experiences, personal experiences, even the filthy novels and audios you indulge yourself in, and you find yourself speaking while holding Jackson’s gaze. 

“ Sit still.” 

Jooheon shuddered and planted his ass flat into the chair, biting on his chopstick with an audible ‘clank’ as he forced down his usual bratty challenging sass. As much as he liked to do so with the other two, he knew it took a lot for you to build the confidence to take control like this. He wanted to see how far you'd go and didn't want you to lose confidence in the middle of it.

“Yes ma’am.” was his response instead. Your lips curled up and you turned your head, kissing the underside of his jaw as a reward. 

Jackson looked between the two of you, brows up in interest before he wiped his mouth, cocking his head to the side. 

“What should we do next?” the question is open-ended, but he’s staring directly at you. He’s picked up on the vibes of the night and you smile, the last of your lingering anxieties melting away as you realize you were a lot more comfortable with this than you originally gave yourself credit for. 

“Jackson, come with me. I need a shower. Johnny, Jooheon, we should get ready for bed.” You stand, gathering your dishes and casting a glance over your shoulder. 

“Make sure everything is ready for us. We wouldn’t want to be cold this evening.” 

The youngest duo of the three men perk and look at one another, smiling and nodding, darting past you to put their dishes away. You set yours aside and turn to Jackson, reaching down to hook your fingers into his, pulling him toward the bathroom.

In no time, you have him against the shower wall, placing biting kisses along his soaked skin as you grab and stroke his cock in slow, methodical strokes. 

Jackson kept his eyes on you, nearly mirroring Jooheon earlier and bucking into your hand, but you push down on him, eyes flicking up and pinning him with a heated gaze. He finds himself speaking before he can think, throbbing in your hand. 

“I’m sorry, I’ll be good.”

You smile, your face flushed but that sweet, powerful tingle of electricity runs up and down your spine. 

“Good, I’m going to take care of all three of you tonight.” You whisper against his damp skin, feeling your confidence swell now that all three of them had responded well to your actions and what you had been trying to do all night. 

You carry that with you into the bedroom, where you find both Jooheon and Johnny rutting against one another, throbbing and nearly ready to cum already as they traded feverish kisses. You watch them for a moment before biting your thumbnail, cocking your head to the side. 

“I sure hope you two weren’t intending on cumming without me telling you to.” Your voice is cheery, bubbly, but has an underlying warning in it. Both of them stop short, looking at you while panting. 

“S-sorry, Y/n.” Jooheon licked his lips, eyeing the towel barely clinging to your body while Johnny ran a hand through his hair, remembering the sensation of you tugging it earlier. He decided to push back a bit. 

“You took a while to come back. Tell me what you want.” He smiled, eyes glinting. Jooheon glanced at him and Jackson looked at the side of your face, ready to step in at any time if the challenge made you lose confidence. 

His worries were unwarranted as your lip quirks, making your way over to him and smiling. You grab a pillow from the bed, one of the longer ones, and drop it to the floor at your feet.

“On the floor. Get on your knees.”

Johnny stared at you with a spark of chaos in his eyes, but he slowly peeled himself off of Jooheon, kneeling before you. You make your way over to him, standing in front of him and grabbing a fistful of his hair once more. A loving look crosses your face as hold each other’s gaze. 

“You know what to do if it’s too much or I go too far, yes?” You question tenderly. Johnny smiled and nodded, raising his chin to kiss your wrist, right over your pulse. He can probably feel how hard your heart is pounding at this moment, but he doesn’t comment on it. 

“Yes, ma’am.” He nodded. You don’t respond, raising your leg and planting it over his shoulder, pulling his face directly into your pussy, holding him still as you look up at Jooheon and Jackson. 

“Come here. I have something for you two to do.” 

The four of you fall into a rhythm, with Johnny’s tongue buried between your folds and both Jackson and Jooheon’s cocks in your hands as you traded sloppy kisses with them. You alternate between slow strokes and quickened ones, a purr and a giggle falling from your lips as you break the kiss, hovering just shy of Jooheon’s lips. 

“You sound pretty like this, you know.” You praise him softly, gripping and pulling Johnny’s hair as you feel him change pace.

“Ah, ah. Slow down.” 

He shuddered and nodded, spreading his knees apart, his cock standing tall against his abs as he greedily ate you out. You hum and moan breathlessly, letting him know how much you are enjoying it.

“M-More…please more…” Jooheon shuddered, fingers trembling along your skin. Jackson nodded from beside him, his precum dribbling down your fingers. You smile, nodding your chin towards the bed. 

“Come on, we’re getting to the best part. You all are doing so well for me.” you praise.

A bit of shuffling about later and you’re seated in Jooheon’s lap, riding him while Johnny greedily licked and kissed at the mess being made of your pussy and his cock. Jackson stood on the bed, holding his arms behind his back as he watched you alternate between teasing kisses and deep, throaty swallows, all while holding smoldering eye contact with him. 

“T-Thank you, thank you, please-” Jooheon groans, his cock curving just right. It was almost enough to turn your mind off, almost enough to flip the switch back, but you hold firm, clenching tight and smiling around Jackson’s cock before pulling off with a wet pop. 

Jackson whined in complaint as you caressed Johnny’s face until he noticed you wanted him to lift up. When he does, you kiss him deep and slow, tasting you and Jooheon on Johnny’s tongue before turning his head to Jackson, smiling sweetly as you whisper in his ear. 

“Be a good puppy and hold onto this for me, okay? Keep it nice and warm for me.”

“Fuck,” Johnny let out a breathy laugh and nodded, leaning in to swallow down Jackoson’s cock, his tongue curling against the underside. You press your back against Jooheon’s back, rolling and grinding your hips as he rocked his own up into you, balls slapping against your ass. 

“Thank y-you, Yn~ Fuck, it feels so good, thank you for, ah- taking care of us” Jooheon keens, eyes fluttering as he throbbed inside of you. You feel a wave of pride wash over you as you clench around him. You were sure he had been close to cumming inside of you, but he stilled his hips, sending you a pleading look over your shoulder. 

“Please, can I cum inside? I did well, right?” He pants, practically begging as your ass jiggles every time it made contact with his thighs. You run your fingers into his hair, pulling and leaving dark hickies along his neck as you still your hips. 

“If you want to cum so bad, go ahead. Get yourself off. Milk yourself for me so the other two can see.” 

You keep your lips against his neck, moaning in delight as you feel his hands land on your hips, a whimper of need leaving his lips as he sped up, thrusting into you and chasing his orgasm with near pleading desperation in his voice. 

You close your eyes, listening to the wet sound as goosebumps rise up along with sweat and precum running down your skin. Had you had looked behind you, you would have noticed Johnny had been pushed down fully onto Jackson’s cock, throat squeezing and constricting his cock as both he and Jackson watched you and Jooheon mere feet away. 

“Y/n! Fuck! Yes yes yes, thank you! Fuck!” He whimpered in need and finally pressed deep, throbbing, and trembling as he came inside of you. You moan, gripping him like a vice as you cum shortly after, hearing the sound get even sloppier as he milked every drop inside of you. 

You push his chest when he’s finished and spent, rolling your hips slowly and smiling with a glint in his eye as you look back at Jackson and Johnny. 

Both of them have their eyes locked onto your pussy and the messy creampie Jooheon had left behind. When you still yourself, they glance up, meeting your fervent gaze. 

You’re unsure where this strong wave of confidence came from after the earlier anxieties, but now that you’d let it wash over you, there was no stopping you now. 

You raise your hips, sighing in displeasure when Jooheon’s half-hard cock falls out of you, messy and covered in both your and his juices. You roll over onto your back, spreading your legs and rubbing your pussy, not minding the mess at all. Your next words cause both of them to surge forward eagerly;

“Well? Who’s next ?”

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happier than ever, 4. : knj namjoon x reader friends to strangers to lovers

tws: alcoholism, depression, suicidal thoughts, attempted suicide

note: this chapter was a hard one to write, and a hard one to read, please heed the warnings!

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You’ve been staring at the shop window for twenty minutes now, and you know the only reason you haven’t been shooed away with a broom is because you know the owner. Mrs Ahn’s shrewd eyes watch you from behind the aged glass, her knowing gaze watching you with equal parts pity and weariness. You’re still dressed in the clothes you went out in last night, and you haven’t been back home to change - you stink of stale booze and cigarettes, but people pass you as if you’re not there. 

The necklace is still in the window, and you come to stare at it every so often when you’re feeling particularly sorry for yourself, when you want to remind yourself of the waste of breath you have become. The necklace only fetched a few won, being fake and all, but the night you’d pawned it, the few notes it got you was enough to buy three bottles of whiskey. 

Today, you’ve decided to punish yourself a little longer than usual, staring at your mother’s necklace on the other side of the glass, letting the cubic zirconia glint at you like a wicked wink, mocking you for being the worst human being on planet earth. It almost hurts a little, and that's all you allow yourself before you turn away, walking down the street like a coward. 

“Y/N, dear,” Mrs Ahn calls, and you stop for a second, pausing in your step because this moment has strayed from the usual routine. When you turn, the old woman is watching you with those same eyes that remind you of the liquor you’d bought after seeing her that night, and you look away, down at the pavement, “Did you need something?”

Mrs Ahn has never been a cruel woman, nosey, yeah, but never cruel, and you know she is only asking with the hopes that you might suddenly morph back into the old version of yourself, the one that's easier for everyone to digest. 

“I know today is a hard day for you,” She says, her voice on the icy breeze carrying that same sorrowful lilt that drives you insane, “it’s the first since she passed, isn’t it?”

She knows it is, so you’re not sure why she’s asking, and you’re not going to answer either. The slur in your voice almost seems permanent now, but for some reason you don’t want her to hear it, so you nod and turn away, ignoring the several other attempts Mrs Ahn makes to call your name. 

It’s been two days since Namjoon came to your house, kicking out some guy whose face you don’t even remember, let alone his name. Any normal person would’ve thanked him, but you didn’t, instead you kicked him out and smashed up the living room, making it more of a mess than it already was. At least now you don't have to clean up your own messes anymore - not that you have been lately, anyway. 

Everytime you see Namjoon, it feels like swallowing cement, like you’re rooted in place with nowhere to go. His eyes make it impossible to move when you’re in their sights. Perhaps that’s why your immediate reaction upon seeing him is always anger, to look away from him for fear of him seeing all your ugliness. There sure is a lot of that lately. 

The sun begins to set, and you let your hazy mind focus on the one thing you planned to do today. It’s not often you make plans anymore, not ones that don’t involve the bar anyway, but today is important. It may be the most important plan you’ve ever made, but first you have somewhere to be. 

Taking the brown-bag covered bottle of wine from your coat pocket, you take a swig, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand and walking across the street towards the cemetery. 

“Looking good, man,” Jooheon says, wiping his hair back off his forehead. 

The heaters in the lobby have managed to ward off the sudden icy weather that’s fallen over Yeocho. Namjoon’s almost positive that if he looked outside, snow would begin to fall, and he can’t deny he always loves watching the first snow of the year. He always used to sit with you, usually watching from your bedroom window, his head automatically turning so he could see your twinkly eyes staring out at the dark, nose twitching in anticipation. 

The memory is a sharp, swift kick to the gut at moments like this, especially after the last interaction the two of you had. He wants to make it right, to go see you, but he doesn’t want to smother you into accepting his presence again. You’re going through shit, terrible shit, and he knows most of how you’re feeling. 

When his mom died, you were there for him day in, day out, much to Seokjin’s annoyance. The older man never said anything, but Namjoon could tell at the time, even during your hushed phone conversations with him when Namjoon was sat by the fire, as you snuck off into the kitchen to make hot chocolate and call Seokjin to explain why you wouldn’t be coming over again. 

The house had always felt empty when you had to leave for work at the studio, and Namjoon can only imagine it’s a hundred times worse with you in the house alone every day. He feels ill at the thought of you curled up on that old sofa crying. 

“Namjoon?” Jooheon says again, shaking Namjoon from his own form of torture, “You good?”

“Uh…yeah,” He smiles weakly at Jooheon who stands over him, handing him a beer. Namjoon’s hand aches from pulling up floorboards all day, and he’s sure he’s gonna have a couple of calluses on his hands. Though, it’s almost nice to feel the hard days work in his whole body instead of the usual lower back pain he leaves the office with, “Thanks, man,”

“Still thinking about, Y/N?”

Namjoon almost startles a little like when he was a teenager. Oh, there were so many times he was asked questions about you, mostly by his mom. How’s Y/N, honey? Did you see Y/N today? Have you asked that girl out yet? Namjoon fights off a smile at his mother’s insistent voice replaying in his mind, glancing up at Jooheon as he sips at his beer, “Yeah, actually. Just worried about her,”

“Aren’t we all?” Jooheon blows out a whistle, “She shouldn’t be on her own in that house. If she sold that place, she would be able to buy back the studio in no time,” Jooheon snorts, “Or better yet, get outta this place,”

“Yeocho has it’s charm,” Namjoon says, feeling oddly defensive about his hometown, “Besides, Y/N would never sell that house. She loves it. Aside from that asshole ex of hers, it was probably the only thing holding her back. The house and her mom,” his voice grows wistful, “I should go see her,”

“I can come if you like? I mean…” Jooheon gives Namjoon a cheeky smile, “she still likes me,”

Namjoon rolls his eyes, almost missing the flicker of jealousy in his chest, “Thanks for the reminder,”

By the time Jooheon and Namjoon get to your house, Namjoon can already tell you’re not home. The lights are off, and there’s a stony silence that surrounds the property, it’s almost eerie, and it sends a chill running down his back. When he knocks on the door a second time with no answer, he starts looking around, trying to shake his memory. 

“What you looking for?” Jooheon asks, cupping his hands to look through the darkened window, he backs away just as Namjoon finds it - the spare key under the plant pot. There’s an odd sense of warmth that flows through him, another thing that hasn’t changed, “A spare key? I don’t know, man. Isn’t this breaking and entering?”

“Not with a key,” Namjoon says, not feeling totally thrilled by the idea, but he has to get this icky feeling off of him. Something feels wrong, “I just want to check,”

When the two men enter the home, it’s trashed, smashed glass in the kitchen, a mirror toppled in the hallway, sofa cushions ripped and tossed aside like garbage. The scent of alcohol drifts throughout the whole house, and when Namjoon steps in a puddle of liquor, he finds something that makes his blood run cold. 

“Is that a match?”

Jooheon’s perplexed voice rings loud in the silence house, and Namjoon bends to pick it up. The match is black at the nub, a signal it had burnt, and from the smell of it, recently too. “Yeah,” Namjoon says, his voice sounding very far away to his own ears, “she missed,”

“What?”

“She threw it to hit the booze,” He walks further into the house, the alcohol staining the dusty carpet in dark blooms, and suddenly Namjoon can’t breathe, “she…she meant to burn it down,” 

Jooheon is deathly silent beside Namjoon, and it’s only within a few seconds that he springs into action, a hand on Namjoon’s shoulder, “I’m gonna call the cops, you check upstairs and I’ll take another look around here. Try to stay calm,”

Namjoon is so beyond the point of calm that he feels as if he’s gone into shock. He can’t imagine what you were thinking, or maybe he can and just doesn’t want to admit it. His body moves independent of his brain, and he’s sure it's just pure adrenaline fuelling his actions as he drops the burnt match in the wastepaper bin by the stairs, gripping the hand rail as he takes the stairs two at a time. 

Your bathroom, his first choice to look, is clear. He chances a look in your mother’s room, his heart sinking and lifting within one breath as he finds it completely untouched, your mom’s hospital-grade bed still tilted upwards as if she had been sitting up. His eyes fall to the chair beside the bed, and he shakes his head, a lump rising in his throat. 

You shouldn’t have had to go through that alone, to watch your mom slowly pass away. Why the fuck wasn’t he here? His chest is heaving by the time he pushes open your door, and he’s not sure if it’s relief or panic that has his blood rushing in his ears. Your room is empty, save for the utter chaos that perfectly summarises your life. He smells alcohol and vomit, and he wants to retch, mostly because of the reality of how your life has been. If he didn’t realise it before, he does now, he can’t ignore it as the sight of clothes, bottles and grime lay scattered around your bedroom. His eyes glance up, muscle memory from the years he spent laying on your bed with you and looking at the freshly painted planets done by your mother, an artist just like you. 

He feels a tear leak from his eye, dribbling down his cheek to where his jaw tightens. He turns away from the room in shame, jogging down the steps just in time to see Jooheon race from the kitchen, his eyes wide and hopeless as he shakes his head. Even as Jooheon confirms it, Namjoon knows exactly where you are, and he doesn’t wait for his friend, racing out of the door and into the freezing night air. 

His breaths sweep around him in clouds of white smoke, his chest almost aching from how cold it’s gotten in the moments he spent searching your house, and he doesn’t have time to get out his phone for the flashlight before he’s taking that well-beaten patch, his feet slipping on a rock or two along the way. He’s pushing aside the grass, breathing hard as the tears cool on his face, this heavy dread sitting in his stomach, almost painful, enough to make him want to lean over and retch onto the waterlogged bank of the lake. 

He gets to the clearing, finding the pier, but you’re not on it like last time. He skids to a stop, almost slipping on a patch of black ice as he runs his hands through his hair, tugging at the strands. Jooheon must’ve followed him, because a pool of white light comes up beside him followed by his friend, panting. 

“Y/N!” Namjoon cups his hands, Jooheon standing close by as he swings the flashlight out to the lake, “Fuck!”

“The lake’s frozen,” Jooheon says, almost too quiet, his eyes narrowed as he continues shining the light out to the water’s surface. It’s on the second or third sweep that Namjoon grips his wrist, forcing the light towards a hunched, black shape on the water. “Jesus,”

Namjoon is panting, his eyes almost blurry from the adrenaline running through his system, and his lips are numb when he speaks, “The lake isn’t strong enough,”

Jooheon’s hands reach up to clutch at his hair as Namjoon speaks, realising the predicament. Namjoon tugs the flashlight out of his hands, the pool of light finding the back of your head as you begin to turn. 

You’re far away, but Namjoon can see your blotchy red cheeks, the bottle in your hand and the sway in your steps. You slip once, and Namjoon’s heart jumps into his throat, but when you right yourself, you stare at him with lifeless eyes. With a trembling lip, you raise your hand, doing something he never thought he would see you do again. 

It’s an old game the two of you used to play, spelling out letters on each other’s palms so the other could guess the word, but this time you’re not close enough to reach his palm, so you settle for spelling it in the air instead. The light on you is trembling as Namjoon fights to hold the torch steady, and you manage to spell out two words. 

I’m sorry

And then, Namjoon’s world ends as you stomp your foot once, breaking the ice and falling into the dark, cold water below. 

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[ocean-ai]

Day 4: Daddy - Kihyun

Pairings: Kihyun X female reader

Genre: Smut

Word count: 3,296

Warnings: Dom! Kihyun, Daddy kink, oral (male and female receiving), creampie at the end lol

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“Thank you for inviting me tonight. This is really fun,” Changkyun said as he handed you a drink from the bar. You saw Minhyuk the bartender smile at you when he noticed you and you wondered if Kihyun got him hired here. He sure was good at what he did.

You took a sip from the drink he got for you; it was your favorite cocktail. Changkyun knew you so well. Which, you expected since you two had been friends for so long. “Of course! I’m glad you’re having a good time.” You looked over to see your other good friend, Jooheon dancing with someone on the dance floor. “Looks like Jooheon is too.” You remarked.

Changkyun looked over and chuckled, his best friend was always doing something. “Where’s your man? I thought I’d see him tonight.” Even though Changkyun was one of your closest friends, he still hadn’t met Kihyun yet. Kihyun was always busy with his work, so he never really had time to meet that many of your friends. His work was the nightlife, so he didn’t do much during the day.

You sighed and saw him talking to Hyunwoo about something before Hyunwoo walked away. “He’s most likely networking for the next club opening he has in a few weeks. It’s okay though, we can still have some fun!”

For the some of the night, you were talking, dancing, and having a good time with Changkyun since Kihyun was busy working his way through the club, mingling, and networking with other promoters and club owners. You kind of wanted to make Kihyun jealous, but he wasn’t a jealous man so that plan probably wasn't going to work out.

You enjoyed going out and being in the clubs, but it becomes boring when you’re sitting around waiting for your man to pay attention to you. It was nice having Changkyun around, you felt like you were actually able to enjoy yourself. It was also fun to be with Changkyun; you hadn’t seen him in what felt like ages since he was busy with his own work. You could tell he was having fun and letting go of some of his daily stresses.

Soon enough, Jooheon had called over Changkyun because he wanted him to meet the person that he had met that night. She was quite pretty and both of their type. You wondered which one of them would end up with her. You knew how your friends were; they were very good-looking guys and girls were attracted to them like magnets.

After a little while by yourself, it looked like Kihyun had said goodbye to Hyunwoo, who had left with his fiance. She didn’t look too happy. You liked her, but she was a bit wild for you. She was the opposite of Hyunwoo’s calm demeanor, but you could tell Hyunwoo loved her anyway.

Finally, Kihyun had found you at the bar, sipping on another cocktail and talking to Minhyuk. "Would you care to explain to me who that guy was earlier, Y/N?" Kihyun asked you after he had just seen you laughing and giggling with Changkyun. Kihyun wasn't a very jealous man, but he definitely was not happy to see you acting like that with someone that wasn't him. Once saw you with the other man and he could feel himself getting taken over with jealousy.

You shook your head. "Babe, it was just Changkyun. He's an old friend that I invited to the opening tonight.”

"An old friend? Yeah, right. We're going home. Now." He grabbed your arm and dragged you to his car. He opened the door for you before slamming it, slightly startling you. What had gotten into him?

You had never seen your man jealous like this before and you weren't sure if you should be worried, or excited. You saw him get in the driver's seat and he sped off without saying a word to you. You noticed he was gripping the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles were turning white. Had you made him that mad? You were just talking to a friend, but it must have looked different to him.

The car ride was silent with the exception of the car engine. You wanted to say something to him, but you were already home. He turned the car off and got out without saying a word.

You opened the door for yourself and followed your man to the front door. He let you in before he slammed the door behind him and locked it. Startled, you stood still in front of him. You didn't know what to do or say; you were afraid to say the wrong thing, but also kind of wanted to rile him up.

He walked up to you, barely leaving any room between you as he stood inches above you. The feeling of his warm breath on your neck made you nervous; his expression was unreadable. His usually soft features were hard and a little unrecognizable.

You wondered what he was going to do next as he intensely stared at you. His eyes were clouded with jealousy and something else you couldn't place. Was it...lust? No, it had to have been the jealousy, right? You weren't sure, but you definitely wanted to find out. “What are you gonna do, Kihyun?”

His jaw clenched as he stared at you before he leaned down to plant a rough kiss on your lips. He placed his hands on your hips as his legs started to move. You stumbled backward until you reached the wall behind you; your lips still attached. His grip tightened on your hips when he pulled away from you, breathing heavily. He looked you up and down before his eyes met yours and gave you another rough kiss.

Kihyun wasn't exactly thinking straight, considering how he had just seen you flirting with some other guy. He didn't know what else to do, so kissing you roughly and passionately seemed like the best thing to start out with. He knew he had to make sure you knew who you belonged to. He pressed his body against yours as he deepened the kiss, you needed to know that you were his. You felt his crotch rub up against yours and you whimpered into your kiss.

You did nothing to fight him off since you enjoyed it when he took control like this. His dominance was so sexy, something you always liked about him. In fact, it was driving you wild, you liked seeing this side of him. Kihyun was a pretty dominant man in bed, but he’d been a little bit more lax with you. Now he knows he shouldn’t have been.

He pulled away from you again and he said to you, "You're mine and no one else's, got that? I didn't like seeing you with what’s his name. You should only act that way with me and only me, Y/N."

Stunned, you nodded your head. “Y-Yes, Daddy,”

"Good girl," He praised, smirking at you. He soon went straight to your neck and peppered your skin with nips and kisses. You moaned out when you felt his tongue flick over a fresh hickey.

He reached behind you to unzip your strapless dress as he kept up his kisses. It fell to your ankles, and he pulled away from you to look at your almost naked body. He bit his lip as his eyes scanned your body. You looked so delicious to him; he was ready to take you that very second.

He moved his lips to the top of your chest, then down to your covered breasts. He reached a hand up to remove your strapless bra, and that also fell to the ground. He brought his lips down to your nipple and sucked on it while his hand massaged your other tit. Endless moans came out of you, and it encouraged him to do more.

He flicked his tongue out and your nipple hardened. You tangled your fingers into his dark brown hair and tugged slightly, causing the blood to rush down south. He loved it when you pulled his hair. He pulled away from your nipple, undid his tie, then switched to your other nipple. He gave it the same attention and you were moaning out his name over and over.

He pulled away from you, and you whimpered at the loss of contact. You watched him as he removed his suit jacket and started to unbutton his shirt slowly. One by one, each button was undone as he stared at you, eyes fucking you.

You could hardly keep yourself together as your handsome man stripped in front of you. The sight alone was enough to make you explode, but you did your best to control yourself as he finished unbuttoning his shirt. He knew just how badly you wanted to touch yourself while watching him strip. He didn't wear an undershirt, so his torso was bare and you were dying to touch him. He’d been working out and you were able to see all of his hard work.

You reached your hands out to touch his chest, but he grabbed your hands before they could reach his body. You looked at him confused when he smirked at you. He let go of your hands and picked you up over his shoulder. "Oh, Kihyun!" You giggled. He smacked your ass as he walked towards the bedroom. “That’s not my name, baby.” He said before spanking you again.

You moaned again, “Yes, Daddy.”

You heard him chuckle before he kicked the bedroom door with his foot and laid you down on your big bed. He removed his shirt and began to unbuckle his pants. You trembled with anticipation as his pants fell to his ankles. He kicked them off, leaving him only in his skin-tight boxer briefs.

He crawled on the bed and hovered over you. He went back to kissing your neck as his hand found its way to your covered center. You moaned at the feeling of his hand there. He began to rub you through your panties and you couldn’t stop the moan that came out of your mouth. Kihyun smirked against your skin, loving that he had this effect on you.

He pulled away from your neck and trailed his tender kisses down your body. He kissed each nipple once before his lips traveled down to your hips. Your breathing was uneven as he slowly pulled your cute panties down your legs.

He teased you by lightly kissing the inside of your thighs. He bit your thighs, leaving marks on them before he reached your center. "Mm, you're so wet for me, baby." You moaned at the feeling of his hot breath on your core. His arms were under your thighs, putting your legs around his neck before he dove in.

Kihyun slid his hot tongue on your wet slit and you moaned loudly. He smirked to himself before he gave your throbbing clit attention. He loved making you scream and squirm underneath him. Whether it was his dick or his tongue, he had to make you move around somehow. He kissed and nibbled at your sensitive bud, causing you to grip his hair tightly. He groaned against you and the vibration on your pussy made you scream. He really did know how to eat you out.

He did circles around your clit and you bucked your hips. He stuck his tongue in you, and you were squirming underneath him. His strong arms held down your hips as his tongue went as deep as it could inside of you. Your uncontrollable moans excited him, and his erection became more strained in his tight underwear. He knew he needed relief soon.

He moved his mouth back up to your clit and sucked on it lightly. You threw your head back into the pillows as you screamed, “Daddy!” You tugged on his hair as he relentlessly licked and sucked your clit. He didn't plan on stopping until you came at least once from his tongue, but he preferred it when he used his cock on you.

He licked your slit and clit one last time before pulling away and wiping his lips of your juices. You pouted at him and watched him as he rose up to his knees, you knew exactly what your man wanted. You lifted yourself up and bit your lip as you looked at his body.

You put your arms around his shoulders and kissed his lips, neck, and chest. You kissed along his collarbones, leaving a small mark of your own. Kihyun looked at you with narrowed eyes, but all you did was smile at him. Your hand traveled down his body and to the top of his boxer briefs. His breathing hitched when he felt your hand massage him through his underwear.

Your lips were getting lower on his body, and you felt him twitch in your hand. You kissed his hips before you pulled his underwear down, and his erection sprang free. Kihyun’s naked body was a sight to behold; he was like a work of art. His hard cock was dripping with precum and it looked delicious.

You looked up at him and gave him a quick smile before you wrapped your lips around his now pink and swollen tip. He groaned and put his hand in your hair, tugging slightly as you took more of him in your mouth. You placed your hand around what didn’t fit and started to pump him slowly. Your saliva and his precum make his cock slick and easy for you to please him.

You moved your tongue and hand at a very slow pace, just to tease him. You looked up at his face and his eyes were shut tightly as he enjoyed the way your tongue felt on him. His grip tightened on your hair, and his hips bucked slightly.

He moved his hips into your mouth, trying not to fuck your face, but he also wanted to a little bit. You moaned around his cock, so he thrust into your mouth again. Kihyun let out a moan of his own when you took him further in, deep throating him. You gagged a little and his cock twitched in your mouth. If you kept this up, he’d come any minute.

"St-stop, baby." He said as he reluctantly pulled himself out of your mouth. You pouted, so he kissed you, causing you to fall back on the bed. He didn’t care that he could taste himself on you; it actually made it hotter for him. He pulled away from your lips and kissed your neck as he slid his tip against your folds. You moaned loudly, so he teased you by moving it up and down your slit and rubbing it against your clit. This was one of his favorite ways to tease you.

He slowly moved his cockhead against you few more times until you said, "Daddy, please. I need to feel you." He smiled at you before he gave you a tender kiss as he slowly pushed himself inside you. You gasped at the feeling he gave you when he was inside of you. He filled you up so good, you wanted to keep him there.

He stayed still inside of you, not daring to move until you answered one simple little question, “Are you sorry for what you did?”

“Wh-what?” He clicked his tongue and started to pull out of you slowly, only leaving his tip in you.

“If you aren’t then you don’t deserve my cock.” Yet, he was still partially inside you.

Then you realized why he asked you that. It felt so good that you forgot the whole reason why Kihyun was upset with you in the first place: Changkyun. “Daddy, please,” you whined; usually that works.

“Say you’re sorry.” Then he harshly thrust into you.

You screamed at the sudden intrusion. “I’m sorry! I won’t do it again. Please, I’ll be a good girl! I need you to fuck me right now!”

He smirked. “That’s all I wanted to hear. Don’t forget that you belong to me,” then he moved his hips and fucked you just how you wanted him to. You held him close to you as he thrust his hips into you slowly. You felt every inch of him as he drew himself out. Since his pace was slow, the amount of pleasure he gave you was never like this before. Of course, you were always satisfied when he would fuck you hard and rough, but this was different and you liked it.

Kihyun looked in your eyes as he grabbed one of your legs and went in deeper. You moaned out his name and wrapped your other leg around his waist. His thrusts became faster and you were enjoying every second of it.

He kissed your neck while he went harder in you. He wanted to be gentle, but sometimes he can't control himself. He couldn't help himself as he went in deeper and harder with each thrust. He also wanted to teach you a lesson, so being a little rough didn’t seem like such a bad idea. He left a few more hickeys then he rose up on his knees, and grabbed your hips tightly.

His movements became quicker and rougher, so you grabbed the headboard since you couldn't hold on to him anymore. Your moans were never-ending as he pounded into you over and over. The room was filled with your combined moans and the sound of skin slapping. His grip on your hips was definitely going to leave bruises as he kept up his rough pace. By how loud your moans were, he could tell he hit your spot. He hit it repeatedly at a harsh pace and by this point, you were a screaming mess under him.

He knew you were close to your orgasm, so he began to rub your clit in harsh circles. The extra pleasure was making you lose your mind and all you could do was moan and say his name. You could barely handle the new sensation that filled up your body and your walls clenched around him. You loved when he fucked you like this; you felt like his little fucktoy.

He groaned at the sudden tightness he felt and quickened his pace faster than he thought he was capable of doing. He felt that he was close to his own orgasm, but he held it in so you could come first. No matter what, Kihyun always made sure you were happy. Even if he was mad at you.

Your legs tightened around his waist as the knot in your stomach started to unravel. You trapped your man between your legs and he loved every second of it. He never wanted you to let go of him. Your orgasm was approaching and after a few more rough thrusts from him, your body let loose. Moans, profanities, and his name all came out of your mouth as your orgasm took over your entire body.

His thrusts were sloppy and losing their rhythm before he let his own orgasm take over him. He shot his hot cum inside of you and kissed you as he rode out your highs. He pumped himself inside one last time before slowly pulling out, his cum dripping out of you and onto the sheets. He looked down at the mess and smirked; he was satisfied.

Kihyun pulled you into his arms and said, "You're all mine, remember?" You only nodded your head and kissed his chest since you were too spent to respond. He smiled to himself before whispering, "I love you; don't ever forget that.”

[winter-dayz]

Anything Goes

Pairing: Lee Jooheon x Reader The Purge AU Genre: Smut Words: 2407 Warnings: dubious consent; sexual content (dom!jooheon, sub!reader, cum eating, edging, nipple play, female receiving oral, vaginal fingering, vaginal penetration); strong language

Masterlist | Fictober Masterpost

Taglist:  @soobin-chois

Screaming. Running. Panting. Silence.

She huddled as close to the wall as she could. Her group had managed to outrun the group of masked people. They had been a smaller group; only about six or seven of them from what she could count before she took off running with the others.

They wore red and had various types of weapons. Some were more unorthodox to what she’d seen so far. Not like she was going to stick around to ask why though.

One of the other women in her group whimpered, having rolled her ankle during the run here. She pulled down her sock, revealing the blue and purple welted skin. It was already the size of a baseball and Y/N wondered if the woman would be able to continue on with such a disadvantage.

She didn’t have any more time to contemplate, however, because suddenly the door they’d barricaded came to a splintering end. Y/N placed a hand over her mouth, trying—hoping—to muffle the erratic sounds of her breaths.

Floor boards protested with loud creaks near them. She could only count two pairs of footsteps. They hadn’t all come at least.

The woman across from her widened her eyes and then pressed further into the nook she squeezed in. The footsteps moved slowly, but the person did nothing to quiet the noise they made. They had no care for sneaking around; they had one goal in mind and that was to kill. Sneaking would only prolong the fun beginning.

But before the steps could finally reach her, suddenly, several steps were heard through the house. Thundering, pounding steps of feet running for their lives. She heard doors beat against wood as they were thrown open in haste to escape. Then a single set of footsteps could be heard following them.

The pair that had been coming towards her location, however, waited. The other woman hissed. She’d hit her ankle against the leg of the table she hid next to. The footsteps drew nearer once again.

Y/N wanted to roll her eyes in exasperation. Careless. The lady was being careless, and now, they’d both pay the price.

It was a mean thought to have, but desperate times allowed for mean thoughts. This was the Purge after all. Anything goes.

Anything goes. She thought to herself as the footsteps were now right outside the room the two women were hunkered in.

When he entered the room, she quickly pulled him further in by the wrist, trapping him against the wall. She moved his plastic mask up his face, blocking his vision, and pressed her lips to his harshly. One of her hands quickly signaled for the other woman to escape before she brought them both to hold the sides of his face.

He hadn’t responded at first, taken off guard and confused. He heard the hobbling footsteps rush from the room, and he knew. But the longer their lips fused together, the less he could find it in him to care. Her lips melded nicely against his, and he even found himself participating.

When Y/N no longer heard footsteps within the building, she began to pull away. His arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her against his front and preventing the disconnection. If she wasn’t going to play fair, then neither was he.

Anything goes, after all.

She pulled his lip into her mouth, nibbling gently at the skin before she bit down hard. He pushed her away and brought his hand up to dab at the injury. He threw his mask off the rest of the way. Blood smeared over both their lips and the back of his hand as well.

“What the fuck?” He sneered, glaring down at her as she tumbled backwards to put space between them. Her face was carefully blank; she refused to showcase her fear to him, not wanting to give him the satisfaction. His jaw clenched and an eyebrow twitched in annoyance as the silence blanketed over them.

She scoffed, “Like you’re not here to kill me anyway.”

One corner of his split lips quirked upwards at her words, but he chose to ignore her words. The silence creeped back in as they continued to eye one another. When their eyes met, the other would look down at the others’ body again. He licked at his wound. She studied his now mask-free features.

He took a step forward, she took a step towards the door. Suddenly they were both advancing. Y/N booked it for the exit, but Jooheon was faster.

“Gotcha.” He breathed into her ear, and she could hear the amusement without needing to see the smirk plastered on his stupid, bloody, plump lips. “You’ll finish what you started, won’t you, princess?” He was mocking her, yet the name made her belly warm regardless.

He easily carried her up to an empty bedroom, showing off the strength that she’d already known he possessed just from looking at him. She expected to be tossed to the bed or rammed up against the wall—taken by force just like she’d done when she had kissed him without permission.

Instead, he pulled her into a gentler kiss, cupping the back of her neck. He sat on the edge of the bed but kept her straddling him by tightening his grip on her waist. And despite fleeing before, she returned the kiss more fervently than he began it.

Was she not running from him and his comrades only ten minutes ago?

What am I doing? She wondered as she ran her tongue across the cut she had induced moments before.

Was he not chasing down others, instilling fear on those that had never taken him or his friends seriously before?

Irresistible. He thought as her breath smothered his own.

He felt like he was drinking in her essence, and if that was the case, he was surely drunk on her now. He thought that this might be a nice way to go if she were to decide to kill him this way.

Anything goes, right? They both considered.

His hands slid down to the tops of her thighs and she squirmed. Jooheon tightened his grip, digging his fingers into the flesh beneath them.

“Sensitive?” He asked, pressing hot kisses up and down the skin of her neck. She nodded and gasped as he flexed his hands on her thighs again. “That makes two of us.” He husked as she squirmed in his lap again.

Y/N felt the beginnings of his hardening length beneath her; it was beginning to press against her in a way so delicious that she wondered if she wouldn’t mind if he were to kill her this way.

“What happened to the princess who wanted to run from me, huh? Not so scared when your cunt is doing all the thinking, hm?” The truth is that she was still scared, but he wasn’t totally wrong. Her shaking hands of fear had transformed into bodily shivers of pleasure.

He could kill her any moment, but for some reason now it didn’t have the same effect it did before. Now, it added to the tension—to the thrill.

Her hands wandered the length of his back, feeling the rippling muscles underneath the clothing barrier. Then they found their way to his abdomen, pulled his shirt from his pants, and wiggled their way underneath the soft hindrance. Nails scraped against the taut muscles of his stomach, and then up to the hard peaks on the mounds of his pecks.

He groaned and dug teeth into the skin under her ear, which caused her to arch against him with a quiet whine. She flicked her nail against the bud again, before she was suddenly on her back.

He reached his hands behind him and tugged his shirt off over his head, tossing it aside. Her own quickly followed, her shorts and bra too. He hovered over her panty clad body with hunger in his eyes as they roamed every inch of skin.

“Please~” She whispered while trailing a finger up the smooth arch of his arm.

“Please what, princess?” But she only bucked her hips at his words. He smirked, eyes alight with amusement, and slid his hand along the length of her leg until the tips of his fingers brushed against the spot she most desired. “So wet… You’re soaking through.” He said, and at first she assumed he was mocking her again, but then she recognized the amazement in his tone.

“Please…” Y/N begged again. He moved the flooded garment aside, slid two fingers in and out of his mouth before promptly pushing them inside her wanting hole. Simultaneously, she clenched around him, moaned, and gripped at the sheets beneath her.

“That’s it, good girl. You’re taking my fingers so well, princess.” He sighed out, curling his fingers up against the spongy inside of her. She whimpered, but as she gained some coherence, she reached out and grasped at the bulge straining against his pants.

His hips ground into her touch, seeking friction, and in reward, he sped up the rate at which his fingers pistoned her. Embolden by his reaction, her other hand grasped his shoulder and then slid down to tease his nipple once more. He shuddered and leaned down to kiss wet marks up her stomach, chest, neck, and then fused their lips together again.

His tongue invaded her mouth, exploring the expanse of it. When he was satisfied, he sucked hers into his mouth. His thumb moved to stimulate her clit, and at the same time, he added a third finger.

It only took seconds before she began to flutter around him. “So– so fucking close.”

And then it was gone. All sensations stopped. His fingers were inside his mouth, sucking the flavor from each appendage. He was no longer invading every sense. Instead, he sat back on his knees, eyeing her panting form.

“W– what?” She opened her eyes, confused, and stared at his smug figure.

“Can’t end the fun so soon.” As he was removing his own clothes. She began to remove her soiled panties, but he caught her wrist. “Leave them.” He commanded as he leaned over her again.

“Condoms?” She questioned as he lined himself up, stroking his leaking cock between her folds.

“I’ll pull out.” Before she could protest, he thrusted his length fully in. It was utterly overwhelming on both sides. He throbbed as her wet heat encompassed every inch of his cock. She trembled from the pain, but it quickly ebbed away to white-hot pleasure. “Can I move?” He asked, rather considerate for the situation. She nodded nonetheless.

He pulled back out slowly, and they both watched as the length was steadily uncovered. He circled the tip against her clit and then slammed back to the hilt. Moans filled the silence. He repeated the action once more before settling into a steady thrust.

She wrapped her arms around him, scratching at the skin of his back. The new position not only allowed him to hit deeper, but he was also able to lap at her perky, neglected buds.

The fabric of her underwear rubbed against his cock with each stroke. She felt his length swell inside her. But after having an orgasm ripped from her, she was nowhere near close yet.

Wrapping her legs around his waist, she flipped him over, never allowing him to slip out. She settled on top, staring down at his rather shocked, but pleased, form and placed her hands on his chest for leverage.

She bounced rapidly, his tip hitting the spot she needed most with every drop. Her head fell back in pleasure, and his hands came up to her hips to steady her. His fingers dug into the meaty flesh of her ass. One hand rubbed circles on the mound, while the other aided to add a rockin sensation. The new friction to her clit and his throbbing cock pulled her closer, but it was a harsh slap on the fullest point of her ass that pushed her just to the edge.

He felt her clench, squeezing every inch of him, and he smacked his palm against the reddening cheek again. She stuttered and slipped forward slightly. In an effort to catch herself, her nails caught his sensitive pebbles.

He pulled her off him as fast as humanly possible as hot ropes of cum shot onto his abs, his cock twitching at the cold air. She watched in hunger and frustration as another orgasm was denied from her, but he got his.

She leaned down and licked up every drop of cum from his skin. He watched in fascination and lust. Once done, she swung a leg over the side of his face and promptly sat on his face.

“You make me come, or you suffocate. Understand?” She huffed, but he made no retort.

His only response was to begin eating her out like a man starved. His lips encompassed her button, sucking and biting gently. His tongue prodded the dripping hole, drawing circles and lapping up every drop like she had done to his own release.

It didn’t take long before her climax was upon her once again. She locked her knees on either side of his head, determined to finally cum. He made no moves to ruin this orgasm; instead, he hastened his speed until she finally spilled the nectar he craved.

🎃

They got dressed relatively quickly. Today was not the day to loiter around, and they were lucky as it was that they’d not been disturbed yet.

“My friend is waiting outside for me.” He stated, fiddling with the string of his mask that had snapped when he ripped it off earlier. “Would you like to come with us? We could protect you.” He offered, surprising Y/N.

“Why?”

“I’d like to see that you make it to the end of today.” He cleared his throat and looked away. “Normally I take the girl on a date before I fuck her.” He said, quickly followed by a grimace at how horrible that sounded. She huffed, but it sounded rather humored than annoyed.

“Normally,  I at least know the name of a guy before I go on a date or fuck him.” She retorted.

“It’s Jooheon.”

“Y/N.” She offered in return, taking his mask and tying the two strings together before fixing it over his face.

[jadededge]

Double Trouble || Jookyun

Pairing: JooKyun x Reader

Genre: AU, Romance, Smut (eventual)

Rating: M

Summary: Jooheon and Changkyun are an inseparable duo. They do everything together, and dating was no exception. You see them all the time and silently pine but eventually meet them and things progress from there.

Basically reader and her two boyfriends. Smut. Fluff.

Wattpad | AO3  (will likely always update these 2 places first)

Navigation: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4

You saw them often. So often that you started to think about them outside of the weekend. Though not your friends, you ran in the same circle as the treacherous twins. Jooheon and Changkyun. The two were a well known rapper/producer duo and youngest in a collective called MX. They were not actual twins or brothers, but it was rare to see one without the other, and both were known to be trouble (hence the nickname). They were perfect.

You admired their work and how they conducted business. They frequented the same clubs and events as you. This provided you a good opprotunity to ogle them from a distance every weekend. A double edged sword however, as you'd quietly wish that you were going home with them instead whatever guy you were into at the time. Your friends have started to tease you, and have even threatened to ask a friend of a friend to introduce you. You, of course, vehemently tried to dissuade them. No way you could actually talk to them.

During the week, you'd find yourself daydreaming about being with them. This only fueled your desire to reach the weekend in the hopes of seeing them again. And without fail, there they were.

This particular weekend was different. You were in a private room of a lounge for a small party with friends and acquaintances. "Of course they're here." You groan inwardly when you notice the pair but you know you're excited. Your body was tingling at being in the same room.

The evening gets started and you soon forget they're there as you catch up with friends. After laughing at a joke your friend Kim said, you casually glanced around and that's when you noticed him staring at you. Joohoney. You moaned to yourself. Both of them clouded your mind, but he was the absolute object of your desire.

He smirks at you and leans over to whisper to someone, his eyes never leaving yours. You now recognize that is Changkyun as your view of him was blocked before. You glance away just for a second and when you look back they're both looking at you. You quickly looked away and put yourself back into the conversation in front of you.

Next thing you know, they're walking up to your group speaking to a mutual friend. And you feel the room spin a little. You down your drink.

"Sam! What's up man?" Jooheon reaches out to shake your mutual friend hand.

Sam looks back recognizing his friends. "Oh shit what up dude. What up IM." He daps both his boys up and they come around taking seats in the area. Jooheon perched next to another moot across from you and Changkyun sitting in a seat to your left.

You're so nervous to be this close to them you don't even notice Kim squealing next you. But soon conversations ease back in.

"I'm going to get a another drink, want something?" Kim gets up and winks at you. You're silently cursing her for attempting to leave you alone next to Changkyun.

You inwardly groans but concede, "yeah sure. Another whiskey." She walks away with your orders.

A bit of time passes which was probably just a couple of minutes but felt like years and Changkyun turns your way and leans over a bit and asks, "whiskey huh?" He smiles. "What kind?"

"Oh nice, I'm drinking Hibiki" he says looking at you a bit sideways. He has taste, you think. "I'm Changkyun. You know, I see you around quite a bit but im surprised this our first time meeting." He stretches his hand out for yours.

"I'm Y/N." Putting your hand in his, and you never wanted him to let go. You couldn't believe Changkyun knew you, or well, at least had noticed you around as much as you did them. You quickly gathered yourself and responded. "Oh yes, kinda hard to believe considering we both know Sam."

You couldn't see it but Jooheon was frequently glancing your direction. He was sure his brother could pull this off. He smiled at the thought.

"Oh yeah, Sam is such a deadbeat friend." He said loud enough to pull Sam's attention.

Sam turns around, "I'm a what??"

You chuckle. "A deadbeat." You say loudly to him.

"Why haven't we met her yet?" Changkyun ask.

"You guys don't know each other?" Sam says genuinely surprised. He's quickly pulled away by someone calling for him across the way not sparing you two another look.

You roll your eyes and chuckle. "Typical."

"So Y/N, would you like to come Fantasia with me and Jooheon? Our other brother runs that club and got us in special VIP tonight. We'd like to get to know you more, since our dear friends can't be trusted to do introductions." Changkyun straight up asks.

Your mind is reeling. He keeps saying "we" and I don't want to ditch Kim. "Um-" you glance around and your eyes meet. You see her giving you a thumbs up and points to a guy buying her a drink.

You look back to Changkyun and give him a "sure."

"Excellent!" He chirps turning to look at Jooheon and beckon him over with a stare.

Joo moves over to Changkyun's other side and sits throwing his around the back of the couch. "Everything okay?"

Changkyun is looking at you while responding, "everything's perfect. Y/N was just agreeing to come to Fantasia with us." There's a hint of mischief in his tone.

Jooheon, now also staring at you intently hums, "mmm." As if tasting something. "Y/N. That's a pretty name. I'm Jooheon. Obviously you've already met my Changkyunnie."

Changkyun groans, "come on. Don't call me that in front of her." Jooheon ignores him and pinches his cheek.

You chuckle at their banter. They are quite cute together. "Nice to meet you Jooheon."

"Let's get out of here." He declares standing and stepping over to help you up. Smiling at you with those killer dimples, you grab his hand and stand. He gives you a good look up and down and bits his lip. You're happy you wore your most killer little black dress. "We're going to have fun."

[mymoodwriting]

Beyond The Stars

F!Reader x EXO

Genre: Amnesia AU, EXO Universe/Planet

Warning: Assault, Physical Assault, Toxic Fumes, Controlled Fires, Experiments, Mentions of Dead Bodies, Explosions, Kidnapping

Words: 3K

Chapter Nineteen

(Prev//Next)

Prompt: You’re the most important thing to EXO, you’ve been with them for years, and when you wind up missing, it greatly upsets them. Their journey to find you and bring you home starts a chain of events that leads to facing their own greatest fears, making unlikely allies, traveling to other worlds again and finally gathering the strength to take down their greatest enemy. Along the way you get to see their true colors and fall in love all over again, although you might come to realize you don’t like what you see in the mirror.

@suhappysuho @starillusion13

“Alright, let’s go over the plan.”

Everyone was gathered around the table, including yourself and Hyungwon. A plan of attack had been formulated, but it was important to go over the details before the big day.

“Security will be shut down for twenty minutes for routine maintenance.” Suho stated. “And we need to take advantage of that time. Once the shutdown happens we’ll make our way inside. Chen will go to the security office with DO where they’ll make sure everything stays off, and they’ll remain there as our eyes and ears.”

“For safety reasons Shownu and Kihyun will stay with us while the rest of you continue with the mission.” Chen added. “With the security center in our hands the next step is to evacuate everyone.”

“Problem is, we can’t just set off the alarms.” Chankyun reminded. “Since scheduled maintenance is going on, no alert system would be taken seriously, so we need an external force. That’s where Lay, Chanyeol, and Sehun come in.”

“Jooheon and I will accompany the three to the ventilation system.” Minhyuk continued. “From there Chen can provide power as we release fumes into the facility.”

“It’s harmless.” Lay assured. “But it will definitely force people to leave. The only issue there is that we’ll draw attention to our location.”

“Which is why we need to time this precisely.” Chanyeol said. “We have about twenty minutes to set everything up before taking action and facing resistance.”

“All the plants in the lab would still recognize Lay.” Jooheon mentioned. “So we also have that advantage.”

“That’s good, as we need all the advantages we can get.” Xiumin commented. “As for the rest of us, once the other two phases are set we’ll be going to the lab area and freeing all those that have been held captive. Of course all of this relies on Kai being able to go back and forth with multiple people at a time. Will you be alright?”

“It’ll be draining, but I can manage.” Kai stated. “I have a rendezvous point for everyone while we proceed with the rescue and then our escape. The only thing will be planting the bombs.”

“While I’m in the security office with Chen I can figure out where the structural weak points are.” DO explained. “It should be easier to set them up and destroy the whole place. Just don’t forget we need to destroy the servers as well.”

“I got that covered.” Baekhyun confirmed. “There won’t be anything to recover once I’m done.”

“Then what are we doing about y/n?” Sehun asked. “Are we really going to leave her here?”

“I’m fine.” You assured. “I can wait around for you guys.”

“Why not put her in the garden?”

“No.” Suho spoke. “We don’t need to do that. Although Hyungwon isn’t coming with us.”

“Can I ask why?” Hyungwon questioned. “I understand, but doesn’t that work against you?”

“You can be on comms. The lab is basically your home turf, and I don’t want complications.”

“Wait, so we’re gonna leave y/n alone with him?” Minhyuk wondered. “I’m not sure that’s a good idea either…”

“I’ll stay back too.” Wonho volunteered. “I’ll keep an eye on both of them. Too many of us can also complicate things.”

“That should work.” Suho agreed. “Although I do want to remind everyone, despite having deep ties here, all we can do is take down RF. From there it is up to the people of this Earth to move forward and do better.”

“We know.” Shownu stated. “Getting rid of RF is a good first step.”

As much as you wanted to voice your own concerns, you knew it best not to worry them. This whole thing was important to them, and for the time being you were going to sit on the sidelines and support them. Besides, there was still much you needed to come to terms with about yourself and your future.

“Y/n, how are you feeling?”

After the meeting everyone was told to prepare and get rest. While you were sitting out in the garden Kai came over, sitting down at your side.

“I’m alright… I think… but I’m honestly not sure…”

“I’m really sorry all this… happened the way it did… we should have been better…”

“I know you’re always trying to do your best… although I have to admit… I kinda want to stay here… this is my home planet after all…”

“It is… I’m sorry we didn’t tell you the truth sooner…”

“This place holds a lot of memories for both of us, I just don’t remember.” You chuckled. “Telling me would also mean talking about what happened here with RF, and it’s something you weren’t ready to face until now.”

“We really don’t deserve you.”

“Probably not… I have to ask though… why didn’t you use me to come back to this Earth? I’m from here. Instead we found some space pirates with a magic hourglass.”

“The story with them is complicated, but, despite this Earth being your homeworld, you’ve changed on many levels. The frequency I get from you is no longer the same as this world. There are similarities still, but it’s not accurate anymore.”

“Huh… what about you though?”

“Hm?”

“Is your frequency… could it take you home?”

“I’m honestly not sure.”

“Do you have a means of getting home? If you wanted to, that is.”

“Yeah. There’s always a way back home.” Kai gave you a smile. “You should get some sleep.”

“You too.”

“Good night then.”

“Good night.”

♥♥♥♥♥

Come morning you could feel the tension in the air. It was pretty quiet except for talk of the task at hand. You couldn’t do anything besides wish them well and see them off as they embarked on this mission. The house once filled with life became quite empty as only three of you remained. Everything was set up in order to keep in contact with those who went out, which served to ease your worries, but now all you could do was hope everything went to plan. You remained in contact as the preparations were done, but once they made the move to enter the building it went silent. It was rather obvious you were worried.

“They’re gonna be fine, y/n.” Hyungwon assured. “Everything is in their favor.”

“I hope so…” You took a breath. “Can I ask… what were your lives like with EXO?”

“Interesting. They came to our world as visitors, tourists really, but this place wasn’t exactly doing well. It was hard not to interfere, especially back then. We crossed paths by chance, and they helped us. After they learned about what was happening, that’s when they began to show us their powers and what they could do to help. We all became like brothers, and were so focused on our own battles we didn’t realize RF growing in power. Not until we were ambushed.”

“Where was I… in all of this?”

“You were out on the front lines.” Wonho mentioned. “Helping those in need. We wanted to go out searching for you, but we never got the chance. We only kept in touch via messages, but then we went silent.”

“Because you got captured.”

“Yeah. It was chaos. We tried to fight them off, but it was no use. For the sake of not losing everything, Lay ended up putting Baekhyun in the garden and set up defenses around the house.”

“That didn’t last…”

“No, it did not.” Hyungwon said. “What they were doing to EXO was severe, and on top of that they were trying to get Baekhyun.”

“Which you did for them.” Wonho spat.

“I had to.”

“That’s a fucken lie.”

“Wonho, please, let him explain.” You said. “You’ve hated him for so long, but you don’t know what really happened.”

“We were all experimented on. Hyungwon was no exception, but he still turned against us.”

“I didn’t want to, but it was the only way.”

“You-”

“Who’s Tao?” You suddenly asked. “He was mentioned before…”

“… EXO used to be twelve.” Hyungwon spoke. “Some of us were closer to certain members, like Jooheon and Lay, as for me, I was close to Tao. He was worried about the others, so he asked me for a favor. Things would only get worse without Baekhyun, but it could also be a bargaining chip for the rest of us. They got us involved in these things without meaning to. The only reason me and my brothers managed to escape that night was because I told RF I’d be back with what they wanted most. It wasn’t easy to face any of them after that.”

“Then why did you do it?” Wonho questioned. “No one asked you to do this for us.”

“Tao asked me. You know he could see the future, he saw the outcome to all of this if things were left the way they were. He knew how it could get better, and that involved sacrifice, including himself.”

“What happened to him?” You wondered. “And the others? You said there were twelve.”

“The experiments RF were running… they went too far… Sehun wouldn’t have been here if not for Tao.”

“I wish I got to meet them.”

“They would have loved you, Tao was always happy to know his brothers wouldn’t be completely alone afterwards.”

♥♥♥♥♥

Suho and Shownu were at the front, keeping an eye on the building from a safe distance. They knew that when security went down certain lights would shut off, and that was their chance to move in. Hyungwon had provided recent images of their target locations, so Kai could easily get them inside. Once they got their cue they all sprung into action. Kai took the first team into the security room, taking out the guards and removing them from the building. Chen acquainted himself with the security system, making sure to keep things down.

When Kai returned to the starting point he took the second team to the ventilation area. Once again they took care of the guards around and began to set up their plan. Lay began to grow flowers around the area, knowing Chanyeol was going to have to set them ablaze to get the proper fumes. Minhyuk and Jooheon were focused on figuring out the ventilation system. Everyone was counting down the minutes, knowing the alarms were about to go off, and the evacuation would begin. It wasn’t until their twenty minutes were up that they used their comms to communicate with one another.

Right on cue Chen set off the alarms and made sure all vents were open. Chanyeol began a controlled fire and Sehun made sure the fumes went into the vents and spread throughout them. Moments later Chen confirmed that an evacuation was underway, but guards were heading to the ventilation area and security office. That prepared everyone for a fight without interrupting the overall objective. When the lab had been mostly evacuated he informed Suho that they were good to start the next phase. Kai brought everyone inside, taking advantage of their sudden appearance to take out those that had remained.

Hyungwon had informed them where the keys were and how to free the others that were being held prisoner. Of course they weren’t exactly eager to accept help from strangers, but they all showed them the best of intentions about getting them out and away from this place. Once the evacuation was complete everyone began setting the bombs, taking directions from DO as he told them where to place them. While in the lab Baekhyun had been frying all the servers and anything else electronic, but he came across a locked door. He tried to fry the lock but his power didn’t work at all. 

He asked Chen for help over the comms, but on his end the door didn’t exist. By then Baekhyun had gathered attention, having Kai bring Chen over and the others. Chen couldn’t open the door either with his own powers. From there they all knew this place was protected against them specifically. They couldn’t use their powers to open the door, but surely someone else would know. Suho called Hyungwon over the comms, mentioning the ominous door in the lab and the fact they couldn’t open it.

“Probably best to just leave it and focus on the explosives. That place will get destroyed with everything else.”

“That’s not what I was asking. What’s behind the door?”

“I don’t know.”

“I don’t believe you. Considering everything you did for RF and the years you’ve worked for them, I highly doubt you don’t know all their secrets.”

“… 007768… Suho, you won’t like what’s on the other side.”

“I’ll be the judge of that.”

The code was entered into the door and they all stepped through. At first it was dark and then the lights came on. At first it seemed just like any other part of the lab, but then three giant containment tubes were illuminated, revealing familiar faces.

“Tao…”

Sehun immediately ran over to his long lost brother, banging his fist against the glass as if that would change the past. Everyone else seemed stunned in disbelief.

“You knew about this… didn’t you?” Suho questioned into the comms. “Hyungwon answer me!”

“I’m sorry… you should have known that death wouldn’t stop RF from running their tests…”

“Why didn’t you mention this sooner?”

“How was I supposed to tell you this? Especially considering why you returned to this Earth? This was never a rescue mission.”

“Still.”

“I can go back.” Sehun mumbled. “I… I have his power… I can fix this…”

“Sehun, you can’t.” Chanyeol came over and pulled him back. “You know time works differently in every world, and you don’t know how to control time.”

“I can try!”

“Sehun, please.”

“We can’t leave them… not again…”

“We won’t.” Lay assured. “They’re coming home with us, where they belong.”

“The rest of you go set the last of the bombs.” Suho ordered. “Lay, Xiumin, Kai, and I will get them home.”

The atmosphere had certainly changed, but they still had to complete their mission. It would take a lot more power for Kai to teleport home from such a far away place, but he could do it for his brothers. Once all the bombs were set the others were evacuated as well. Wonho could finish up the detonation as the others had somewhere else to be. After leaving the group found themselves in a garden. It was only familiar to a few, but they all understood where they were. The bodies had been laid down and the garden itself was taking them under. Lay had three new trees grow from the ground.

“They’re home.”

“We should bring y/n to see them.” Baekhyun said. “She never had a chance to meet them before. They would have loved her.”

♥♥♥♥♥

When you heard about the bodies your heart sank. You may not have known them, but you could still feel pain.

“They never knew… that their brothers… why would RF do that?”

“To continue the experiments.” Hyungwon mentioned. “Because they still had the bodies they were able to give you some of your powers.”

“Powers? I don’t have powers. The boys each gave me a gift to look after me, but I can’t do anything with them, not really.”

“Ah… my mistake…”

You weren’t entirely sure you understood what Hyungwon had been saying. As you were thinking it over you hear some noise coming from the other side of the house. The others heard it too, but you told them you’d investigate as they still needed to detonate the bombs. You only took a few steps before an explosion threw you back. Your vision was blurry, and your ears were ringing. When you tried to move you felt the aches all over your body. You tried to look over at the others, but among the chaos you heard a gentle whisper from an unfamiliar voice.

“Hello, Angel…”

♥♥♥♥♥

The others returned to the woods surrounding their base, making their way back. Although they all quickly started to run when they saw smoke. They came upon the house up in flames, Chanyeol quick to extinguish it and everyone rushing inside to look for the others. Beneath the rubble they located Hyungwon and Wonho, but you were nowhere to be found.

“What happened!?”

“I don’t know.” Hyungwon admitted. “There was some noise, and then an explosion.”

“Where’s y/n?”

“What?”

“She’s gone!” Kai yelled. “I can’t sense her here at all.”

“How could anyone get close to the house?” Minhyuk questioned. “The defenses were up. The only way to avoid them is to be someone the plants are familiar with.”

With that said all eyes turned to Hyungwon. It took him a second to realize what everyone was silently accusing him of, but he was quick to deny it.

“I didn’t kidnap her… I’m still here, wouldn’t I have run away with her if I did? If you don’t believe me, give me a truth serum.”

“You-”

“Someone’s coming.”

Despite the commotion the defenses were still up and Lay was informed of an uninvited guest approaching. He was ready to strike, but something was telling him to hold back. A few others went with him out to the front, seeing a figure emerge from the surrounding woods.

“I come in peace.”

“Who are you?”

“A friend. I’ve been watching you all for quite some time now, and I’m quite impressed. It wasn’t an easy decision to face RF. Although this place is only the tip of the iceberg.”

“You haven’t answered me yet.” Suho hissed. “Who are you!?”

“I’m just like you. A victim of RF’s little experiments. Before those bitches got their hands on you, I was their plaything.” The stranger took a bow. “The name’s Taemin.”

“You said you’ve been watching us.” Xiumin remarked. “Do you know who took y/n?”

“Your girl? Yes, I saw who took her, and it’s quite perplexing.”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“The ones that took her, well, it was you.”

[blizzardfluffykpop]

Marshmallow

Summary: All cozied up by the campfire, roasting marshmallows and laughing about old times and creating new memories.

Oneshot

Fluff, Established Relationship au

Word Count: 2,940

Hyungwon X Reader

[Features: OT7! Monsta X]

[A/n: I've written marshmallow so many times while writing this that it no longer looks like the word. Anyways, if you’ve heard Hyungwon’s newest OST ‘Now’, I tried to incorporate the bridge of that song into this too~. I don’t want to spoil anything, but Jeonghan helped inspire part of this. Also, a special thanks to @jinkoh for encouraging this idea along!]

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You get out of your car with cups and plates, knowing everyone has gotten the rest of the supplies. You couldn’t wait to spend the next day and a half in this lovely forest with your seven closest friends. It’s the perfect way to spend October. You make your way to the campfire, the leaves crackling under your feet. The beginning of fall felt so warm and cozy, although the weather was turning colder by the minute. 

You quicken your pace as you hear the yammering of your friends in the distance. You rush up and are greeted with several loud “Hello's,” You had arrived a little later than the rest of the crowd to your annual campfire and log cabin stay. But you couldn’t be more excited to see your boyfriend. “Won!” You cheer, and he stops what he’s doing, turns back to see you, and smiles, “(N/n)!” He meets you in the middle and kisses the top of your head, “Did you make it up here safe?” You nod, and he smiles, “I’m putting away the drinks into the coolers. I think Hoseok wants the utensils and things up at the house.” You nod and kiss his cheek before walking over to the log cabin. 

You head into the kitchen and put away the cups and plates you brought. That’s when you hear a cheer of your name, “(Y/n)!” and you turn back, “Jooheon!” He gives you a hug, “How have you been?!” You shrug and go, “Okay, and you?” He nods, “About the same, but it's nice to be back up here.” You agree, “I wonder what shenanigans we'll get up to this year.” He smirks, “I have a few ideas~” You laugh, “New games?” He nods as Hyunwoo comes in with chips and other snacks, “Anything good?” He smiles, “All of our favorites!” You grin, “Snack time is going to be great then!” The two smile and agree as you excuse yourself out of the cabin. 

You come out to see what else you can do to prepare for the big fire tonight. You grab some trash lying about and throw it away. There was nothing else to do since everyone was already starting to wind down from their tasks. You continue looking around until you spot Hyungwon leaning against his explorer, drinking a pop. And he locks eyes with you before finishing his sip as you walk over to him. He reaches into the cooler and snaps open another can, “For you~” You smile and take a drink before joining him leaning against his car. 

You tap your cans together without the risk of it spilling everywhere. You ask, “How was work?” And he shrugs, “The record store was slow for this time of year.” You nod and he asks, “How’s the office?” You shrug, “It was nice, but I was reminded of why I dislike it today.” “Why?” You ramble on about how your boss kept piling on the work, even when she knew you were leaving for a trip today. “That sucks.” You sigh, “Yeah.” He wraps his arm behind you, “But you’re here now. Your boss can shove it from here on out.” You laugh and lean into his chest, “I like the sound of that.” He hums, “Good.” You drink your pop and shiver, “It’s a little cold to be drinking pop.” He laughs, “I was thinking the same thing.” You ask, “You wanna go inside for a bit?” He agrees, and you put your free arm behind his back as you both walk back to the log cabin. 

Hoseok comes in with Changkyun after you two and says, “We finished getting the firewood for later.” And Kihyun says, “Perfect.” Minhyuk goes, “Let’s all sit back and watch a few movies until then.” Hyunwoo announces, “I’ll get the snacks!” Hyungwon and you sit in the armchair together, placing your cold pops into the two cup holders, “I feel a bit warmer now.” He laughs, “Me too.” The two of you curl up together, and he grabs the blanket from behind him. Careful of your pops, he throws the blanket over both of you. Jooheon cheers as he chooses, “The Great Pumpkin!” Hyunwoo returns with two bowls of popcorn, chips, and various little candies. 

Changkyun puts smaller bowls out to make it easier on you guys since you are all spaced out from the coffee table. You move the blanket down to reach for a bowl and scoop out some popcorn. And you turn back, “Want anything else?” He shakes his head, and you sit against his chest again. Jooheon starts the movie once everyone settles into their spots. And you enjoy the movie peacefully, giggling every once in a while as you eat popcorn.  

Once the night draws closer and you’ve all finished two movies. You join Hoseok in starting the fire, piling the wood strategically together. You douse it with lighter fluid, and the both of you stand back as he throws a lit match onto the pile. You high-five as it catches on fire, and he asks, “Do you want to tend to the fire while I go help Kihyun grill?” You nod, “Sounds fine.” You poke it with your fire stoker, coaxing it to grow bigger and brighter. 

Once all of the firewood is burning, you sit down on a log in front of it. And the rest of your friends slowly start joining you on the logs. Hyungwon sits down beside you as Hoseok passes out the plates. Kihyun comes around with roasted vegetables and smoked meat, serving everyone their fair share. You bite into a piece, “It’s as good as ever. Thanks, Ki!” He smiles, and everyone yells out their compliments as he puts the last serving on his plate. 

Kihyun gets up after finishing his first plate and asks, “Who wants seconds?!” You all cheer for another round, and Hyunwoo gets up to help him as everyone starts telling stories. Minhyuk begins, “So I’m leaving for work, right?” “Yeah,” He sighs, “The boss comes in, tells me I have more paperwork to do, and I ask if I’m getting overtime for it. And he told me ‘no’, so I told him ‘No, I won’t be doing it’. He didn’t like that. Let’s just say tomorrow. I'm having a 'friendly' talk with his supervisor in the morning. Cause I’m not going to do work, I’m not being paid for.” Hyungwon goes, “Damn right.” And he talks about the record shop and how slow it’s gotten. Although, they've put up their Halloween decorations, which is nice. 

Hoseok talks about his dance studio and the new trainees he’s teaching, and Changkyun and Jooheon tell you all about their adventures in producing music this year. You talk about your job and how your boss was piling on work for you today, even though she knew you were leaving for the day. Minhyuk pats your back, “Damn, our bosses suck.” You laugh, and Hoseok chimes in, “You could always work for one of us~” You both roll your eyes and tell him, “Some of us don’t want to live entrepreneur lives.” While Minhyuk says, “My money is for fun, I don't need to work.” You all laugh, and Kihyun and Hyunwoo bring back the food. 

“What are we talking about?” Hoseok shrugs, “Our careers.” Kihyun smiles, “Oh! I invested in the right assets this year, so I’ve been able to take fewer shifts at the bakery to supplement!” Hyungwon smirks and teases, “Young Flexer,” which causes Kihyun to groan, “I said it once, and you’ve never let me forget it…” You all laugh, and Hyungwon says, “That’s what friends are for.” He squints at him as he puts the meat onto his plate, “It’s so lovely being friends with you…” Hyunwoo passes out the vegetables and says, “I’ve been working at the gym like usual and at Hoseok’s studio these past few weeks.” Hoseok goes, “Oh! You should show them your new moves.” He shakes his head, and you all cheer, “Hyunwoo! Hyunwoo! Hyunwoo!” He puts the empty plate down and dances a few feet from the fire. You all cheer and clap as he finishes, and he gets shy, “That’s the new moves I learned…” Changkyun goes, “Damn, his moves are smooth.” You all agree before eating your second helping of food.

You take everyone’s plates and tell them you're going to wash them. As you walk back to the cabin with the empty dishes, Hyungwon comes up behind you, “You wanna wash them together?” You nod, “That would be lovely.” He smiles, takes some of them off your hands, and opens the screen door. As you fill the sink with soapy water, you ask, “Are you ready for marshmallows?” He nods, “Hell yeah, I am! It’s like the second best part of this trip.” You raise your eyebrow at him, “What’s the best part then? Because the marshmallows are like rewards…” He smiles, “Getting to spend this trip with you.” You bump him with your hip and go, “Yeah, that is pretty nice.” He pouts, “Just nice…” With your dry hand, you ruffle his hair, “It’s been my dream to spend these trips as your lover since we were younger. So, it's greater than nice.” Before kissing his cheek, he nods, “That’s better. And it's been mine, too.” You grin as the two of you work in harmony washing the dishes. When he puts the last plate on the drying rack, he goes, “All this water is getting to me…” You laugh, “You go use the restroom. I’ll put away the plates.” He nods and rushes off to the bathroom while you dry and put the dishes away. 

You decide to wait for him by the fire. You sit back down on the log you were sitting on before to see everyone starting to finish up their jobs. You rub your hands together before putting them close to the fire. Everyone starts gathering around the fire, and Hoseok stokes the flame to grow a little brighter for the marshmallows. You hear someone approach you and look up to see Hyungwon, and he pouts, “You got here before me.” You smile and pat your lap, “It’s your turn.” He raises his eyebrow and asks, “You sure?” You nod, and he grins and moves to one side of you before sitting down on your lap. You giggle as you wrap an arm behind his back, and he tells you, “You’re warm.” And he snuggles into your embrace, and you laugh, “You’re cold.” He whispers, “It feels unreal for you to hold me.” You grin as you whisper, “I could say the same.” Minhyuk whines, “You know there is more room on the logs to sit on than being all coupley!” You both smirk at each other and go, “Jealous, are we?” He rolls his eyes, and you both laugh in victory. Changkyun comes around, handing everyone a marshmallow skewer. When everyone settles into their spots, you all start roasting your marshmallows. 

Jooheon passes the chocolate bar and graham cracker plate around, and Hyungwon fashions both of your s'mores while you hold him on your lap. He hands the plate to Minhyuk before saying, “Ahh~” you laugh as you open your mouth, and he feeds you a s'more. Using your free hand, you feed him one of his. Hoseok goes, “This is the first year we’re only here for a day and a half.” Jooheon sighs, “I wish we had more time. I miss the days we would stay out here for a week or so.” Changkyun chimes in, “Some of my best memories are here.” Kihyun laughs, “Yeah, like when Joo dared you to go skinny dipping?” Changkyun laughs, “It crossed it off my bucket list. What about when you made out with that tree when you were drunk?” Kihyun groans, “I thought it was someone else... My lips hurt for weeks.” 

You both have another marshmallow sandwich while they converse. And Hyunwoo goes, “Remember how we dared those two,” he points at the two of you, “to kiss for the first time?” You smile, and Jooheon says, “And now they can’t get enough of each other…” You smile and look up at Hyungwon, “Yeah, he’s right.” He grins and kisses your nose, “Yeah, I’m so glad Minhyuk dared us.” Minhyuk says, “I’m still waiting for my thank you!” And you both roll your eyes, “Thanks, Min.” 

The stories and games continue into the night, each game growing more and more ridiculous than the last with the more drinks you each have. You were standing yelling, “Taka-Taka!” As Hyungwon and Jooheon went, “Heing-Heing” Changkyun for once able to follow your movements as you attacked him, and he did it right back at you. Causing you to fall to the ground in defeat, not expecting it. He cackles the loudest as you whine and drink another sip of beer before standing up and continuing the game.

When that game finally ends, you crumple onto the log beneath you. You murmur when Hyungwon is earshot, “You guys wear me out.” And he sighs, “Tell me about it.” You pat your lap, “I wanna hold you to recoup.” He lets out a breathless laugh as he nods before sitting back on your lap. “You’re like an oversized teddy bear.” You nuzzle your head into his stomach and relax. “This is nice.” He giggles, “That tickles.” You move your mouth away and say, “Sorry!” He shrugs, and you hold him tighter before adjusting and resting your head against his shoulder. “You okay?” You shake your head as Jooheon goes, “Alright, everyone rested for another round?” Hyungwon looks down at you, “No?” You shake your head, and he agrees, “Let’s go lay down.” 

Hyungwon tells him you're both tired, and he gets up off of you and holds his hand out to you. Tiredly, you ask, “You guys got the fire?” They nod as you accept Hyungwon’s hand. He helps you up as they wish you both sweet dreams. You two do the same and walk back hand in hand. As you get up to the cabin, you stop him, “You know this is our second time up here as a couple?” He agrees, “Yeah... Somehow, I can't believe it.” You nod, and he squeezes your hand before continuing, “I hope we continue to do this many more times.” You grin and kiss his cheek, “Me too.” Before sweeping his hair behind his ear and kissing him, he grins as he pulls back and places his forehead against yours, “It's almost unreal that you're mine.” You smile and whisper, “I'm glad this is real and that you're mine too.” He grins and holds you closer to him as you continue to the cabin and into your shared room.

You both change into comfortable clothes, and he joins you underneath the covers. You face each other for a moment before he turns you over and wraps himself around you, “It’s my turn to cuddle you.” You giggle, “Okay.” He whispers as you both start falling asleep, “You're like a deep dream to me.” You whisper back, “You're the same for me.” He hums and agrees before you both fall asleep, dreaming of each other.

The two of you sleep in while the rest are out and about doing who knows what. It isn’t until Kihyun knocks and lets you two know that they’re having lunch with or without you guys that you get up. You both repack your small backpack before joining the guys at the table. 

You serve yourself up some ramen and other goodies from the middle and eat happily. Changkyun cheers, “You guys missed it last night!” Hyungwon and you both wait for him to continue as Minhyuk sneezes, “We finished putting the fire out, and I guess we misjudged how drunk Min got…” You both raise your eyebrows, “He fell right into the ashes.” He sneezes again, “I think I still have ashes up my nose…” Hoseok goes, “We hosed him off before he entered the house.” You look at Minhyuk in worry, and Kihyun shrugs, “Don’t worry, we supplied him with clean, warm clothes.” You nod, “Good.” 

They continue telling you what went down after you two went to bed. Jooheon pouted as they told you how he dropped the rest of the marshmallows into the dirt, “I didn’t mean to! I was excited.” Hyunwoo shrugs, “He fell on his ass while ‘heighing’ knocked the open bag down.” You all cackle at that, and Changkyun ruffles his hair, “It’s okay, baby, everyone makes mistakes.” He nods and cheers up, and before long, it’s time to leave the lovely cabin. 

Hoseok asks as you guys leave, “Maybe we can do this for Christmas?” Minhyuk sneezes before saying, “We’ve never done that before.” You all agree that it would be fun. And Hyungwon suggests, “Maybe we roast marshmallows in the fireplace inside this time?” Hyunwoo continues, “And since it’ll probably be snowing, we’ll get frozen pizza to heat up here.” You suggest, “Hot cocoa?” Changkyun grins, “Hell yeah!” Kihyun says, “Maybe we can bake together?" Jooheon goes, “Maybe some of those delicious creature cookies." Everyone cheers before discussing possible dates before leaving for their respective homes. 

You arrive home first while Hyungwon drops some people off before joining you back home. He comes in to see you lying down, eating the pizza you ordered for the two of you. He sighs, “It’s nice to come home to you.” You laugh as he joins you on the couch, and you tell him, “I’m home wherever you are.”

[sonaayo]

Being Possessive

Genre : Smut

Yoo Kihyun x Reader

Writing for the first time.

The door behind you shuts with a thudding sound. Kihyun has been angry throughout the drive back home. He was pissed at you, nothing you said would make sense to him in that moment.

You need to listen to me Kihyun it’s nothing like you saw earlier, you whimpered at him. Don’t trying screwing with me Y/N I saw what you did & you know how I hate anyone getting close to you. Kihyun was in no mood to hear you after he saw Jooheon getting close to you during rehearsals. As great as he was of a boyfriend Kihyun hated anyone getting close to you. He would go lengths to make sure you were all his and as much as you hated his possessiveness at times it was something that you would never want to stop. It took ages for Kihyun to come to terms with his feelings for you and a lot more courage to confess since his work life wouldn’t let him date so openly you both have held it quite well not exposing your relationship publicly but maybe today it would’ve if you wouldn’t have decided to talk about what happened at home and not at rehearsals.

Kihyun I’m working how do you expect a backup dancer to not dance this is my fucking job. I see your job Y/N but this is freaking rehearsals you shouldn’t have allow him touching your waist like that, that’s not for him. What are you so pissed about Yoo Kihyun? What if he touches me now or later that’s how it’s gonna be I don’t see the problem here. Yeah, why would you maybe you just liked it when he held you like that. Enough Kihyun I’m leaving be all delusional you wanna be I’m done with this conversation here. Holding you by your arm Kihyun pushed you towards the wall. Where do you think you’re going huh? I’m not done with you yet. What you gonna do? Kihyun pressed his lips against yours kissing you roughly. He was not sure what he exactly gonna do but he was going to make sure you knew who you belonged to.

I’m gonna fuck you this very moment Y/N so you know who belonged to. Something changed in the moment. Kihyun’s eyes that were red with anger suddenly turned dark with lust. His breath against your skin was hot, his cold hands were warm and soft as he cupped your face and kissed you deeply, he was ready to take you in. Do it! You say without hesitation.

With breaths getting hotter your tongue starts moving getting the taste of others lips and love. Kihyun moves away taking off his shirt throwing it away only to be found later. His fragrance mixed with his sweat from rehearsals was sending you into a deep trance. You wrapped your hands around his neck as he picks you up from your waist moving towards the bedroom.

Putting you down on bed Kihyun’s tongue dominates yours and his hands rove all over your body, from wrapping around your neck to squeezing one of your breasts through your top. Without wasting any time he pulls you out of your top, trailing soft kisses on your neck he reaches out for your bra to help him you arch your back. He groans softly as he pressed himself into you more, letting you feel every muscle in his chest. His hands moulding over your breast as he gently sucks your nipples, circling around with his tongue you moan. His free hands moving around your body travelling down your jeans he unbuttoned them slipping down his fingers He teases you, rubbing over your clit slowly. The sweet friction felt like heaven and hell, pleasurable and torturous at the same damn time. Your moans were so loud now he knew now you could cum if He kept up with rubbing your clit. But He was not ready to give you what you wanted. Kihyun moved away You look at him wanting him all inside you now but you knew the look in his eyes Kihyun wanted you to beg for it.

You know what I want you to say Y/N stop looking at me and say it already or we can stop right here! “I want you Daddy! Please.”

You didn’t hesitate saying, you were on your peak when he pulled away you just wanted Kihyun and He wanted what he has always liked to hear from you.

A thug smirk on Kihyun’s face lit up, that was it from him he liked it when you begged for him, when you called him Daddy. He didn’t wait any longer and freed you from your clothes.

All naked under him, his eyes fucking you, even after years of dating he looked at you like it was the first time he saw you. He was still the same person he was when you both started dating. Now that he was naked, a small rush of fear and excitement fell over you. Kihyun just didn’t wanted to fuck you but make sure you knew you were all his which was both scary and exciting for you. His hands freely roamed around your thighs. Softs kisses on your thighs already had you riding high, he flicks his tongue over your clit, two fingers inside he had your legs trembling. "Daddy…please..." you whimpered, lifting your head weakly to gaze down at him. Kihyun closes his lips around your clit to give it a few hard sucks as he finger fucked you, completely ignoring your pleas.

Sucking hard he finally had you cum over his fingers. You could finally breathe but that was not it for Kihyun. He spreads your legs making room for his Hard Dick. Pre cum leaking He wanted to release himself too but not until you begged for it again. Say it Y/N or I can stop. Rubbing the tip of his dick on your already sore clit the sensation you felt in your stomach could barely would’ve asked him to stop. “Give it to me Daddy.. I want you inside me please…” That’s right my princess that’s how Daddy likes it. Snapping his hips into sharp hard thrusts have you crying in pleasure. Your eyes are already rolling back at the fullness of Kihyun’s dick and you barely contain your moans, Kihyun has you choked making rough eye contact. Which you were, barely making. Kihyun thrust into you hard as fuck for a few strokes that begin rotating his hips to stretch you further for him. All while choking you He relishes the sounds of your moans for him. Your skins slapping against each other his hard thrusts were sure to leave marks on you.

Kihyun drills in harder and harder with each snap sending you into trance of pain and pleasure, his thrusts had your nearly sobbing, tears falling down as you rode high into pleasure He knew he hit the sweet spot inside you he could feel your walls clenched against his dick wanting to cum. As he fucked you harder with each moan you make, you called out his name between moans, “Kihyun I can’t take it anymore, I am gonna cum”, “Don’t hold back do it for Daddy..Do it so you know who’s fucking you right! And who you belong to..”

your moans were music to Kihyun’s ears, his thrusts were harder than before, the knots in your stomach finally loose as you cum all over, you saw stars. Your cum making the friction smoother Kihyun pushes into you nearing his own release. “Fuck…” He screams as he bit his lower lip cumming inside. Kihyun smothered you with every last drop of his seeds.

Moving away laying next to you. You both could finally breathe. Moments later Kihyun pulls you into his chest “I’m sorry, I know I overreacted, sometimes my jealousy gets the better of me, could you forgive me?” The man who was hell bent on teaching you a lesson was now taken over by the man who was in love with you. Kihyun’s soft gaze makes you feel loved. “I know Kihyun, I know you better than you know yourself and I was never angry at you to begin with..” You squirmed back against Kihyun’s chest his lips press against your shoulder.

He loved you and nothing about him you would ever wanted to change. Be it his love or possessiveness it was all for you and you for Kihyun.

[jooheonspinky]

Monsta X Masterlist

Welcome: Thank you for stopping by. 

*all works are complete unless otherwise stated*

Shownu x Female Reader

So Beautiful[09.10.2021] {Angst, Smut} After having your first child, you no longer feel sexy with your new mom bod.

Wonho x Female Reader, ft Jooheon x Reader’s Female BFF

Stuck[04.08.2018] (a collaboration with @millie-ionaire05) {Smut}: Your best friend and you work for the most amazing company ever, hiring Kpop artists for events. When fraudsters come into play, the two of you will be stuck scrambling to appease the client and either losing your jobs, or striking on luck.: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 |

Wonho x Female Reader, ft Kihyun

The Mummy Prince [10.30.2018] {Halloween Thriller, Smut, one shot}: Y/N starts working at a museum of ancient artifacts. She is excited to put her studies of old languages to use as a new object is brought in.

Losing You [12.21.2020] {angst, magic!au}: Wonho must choose between you or saving the world

Minhyuk x Female Reader

The Black Ribbon[06.12.2018] {Horror/Thriller!au, one shot}: Minhyuk returns after an accident wearing a black choker that he insists must never be taken off.

Enchanted Night [03.30.2020] {Fantasy; one shot}: Accepting an invitation to a Halloween beach party, Y/N tags along with her best friend. There, she meets a young man with whom she hits it off with right away. But he is not all that he seems.

Kihyun x Female Reader

Ghost Tour Surprise [10.31.2021] {Halloween, Spooky}: Y/N takes a haunted tour of historical downtown, meeting a strange, yet handsome passenger along the way.

Hyungwon x Female Reader

Rumors[06.19.2018] {Smut, one shot}: You never thought you’d find yourself pinned between the sinks in the women’s bathroom by your crush offering you what you’d always wanted, but here you were, staring up into his face scrambling to keep your cool.

A Midnight Ball on Hallows' Eve [10.16.2019] {Spooky!au, one shot}: You share a dance with a mysterious stranger.

Jooheon x Female Reader

Tamed Hearts: [09.28.2018] {Angst, Fluff}: Do past lives really exist? It’s difficult for Y/N to cling to her beliefs when so much has her leaning towards a yes.: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 

Regrets: [10.31.2020] {Fantasy, angst, one shot}: This was a ‘finish the story’ challenge using this prompt: Part of me was hoping the ground would just open up and swallow me whole as I watched him approach me. I hadn’t seen him since that night we parted ways, and I was hoping I never would. Seeing him brought back all of those memories that I fought so hard to repress, to forget. ”Hello dear, I thought I might find you here.”

No Regrets: [04.24.2022] {Fantasy, vampire!au, angst, fluff, smut, one shot}:  When I can’t let our last goodbye be for forever.

Got my Number: [08.23.2022] {idol!au, fluff, smut, one shot}:  A trip to see Monsta X in concert turns out to be so much more than expected.

Jooheon x Gender Neutral Reader

Disturbance:[08.13.2021] {Angst}:A waking nightmare shakes you to your core and Jooheon is there to help calm you afterwards despite the fact you two had not been talking to each other all day.

Changkyun x Female Reader

The Spirit Board[10.29.2018] {Halloween Thriller, one shot}: When Y/N finds an old spirit board while cleaning out her attic, will she still believe that spirits aren’t real?

OT7 

Wonho X Female Reader, ft BFF Changkyun, BTS

Lure of the Lore [01.30.2019] {Werewolf, angst, fluff, smut}: Y/N‘s never been a believer in lore, unlike her best friend Changkyun. That is until he drags her to yet ANOTHER exhibit where there is a supposed werewolf locked in a cage made of silver and steel. 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 |

Monsta X Cabin in Lure of the Lore [11.25.2019]1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 |

Jooheon X Female Reader

The Draco Prince [09.12.2020]{Fantasy; Inspired by The Witcher series}: Y/N sets on a quest to find the dragon prince. Her goal is to break the curse and return him to his family. This journey finds her befriending several creatures and humans which turn out to be essential to her quest. 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11

[iibonniee]

Don't Look Away

Pairing: Lee Jooheon x Reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: mutual masturbation, dirty talk, cum eating

Rating: R

Word Count: 1.4k

Summary: It was Jooheon who mentioned wanting to try something different

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It was Jooheon who had brought up the idea. It was abrupt, as all things seemed to be with him, but the idea was thrown out in the air as if it wasn’t something so blunt. His phone had caught his attention; one hand was lazily scrolling while the other rubbed her skin absentmindedly. She remembered what he said and how he said it almost too casually.

“We should watch each other masturbate.”

As far as Y/N knew, there was no building sexual tension to have sparked such an idea. She was well under the intention that her lover was bubbly and excited, having gone back and forth showing her silly videos he had found off his Instagram reels.

Her mind whirred, processing Jooheon’s proposition. He’d lightly tossed his bold suggestion into the atmosphere as if it were no different from the comical Instagram videos they’d been sharing. The transition was swift yet smooth, a testament to Jooheon’s ability to color outside the lines, to blur the boundaries between laughter and lust.

As Y/N mulled over his words, Jooheon’s fingers ghosted down her arm, his gaze dropping from his phone to fix on her face. His eyes, always so expressive, were filled with curiosity now, an inquisitive glint replacing the playful shine from mere moments ago.

“What do you think?” he probed, his voice barely above a whisper, tinged with anticipation and masked apprehension.

Y/N found herself surprisingly drawn to the idea. There was no previous arousal or suggestive touch that might have topped the proposal. Instead, flurry of emotions stirred within her, yet curiosity, excitement, and love for him toppled her doubts. But the more she thought on it, the more she enjoyed the thought of it.

“Let’s try,” Y/N replied, setting the unusual, intimate experience in motion. His smile was all the consent she needed, and soon, their laughter-filled living room transformed into a bedroom filled with shared whispers, lingering touches, and a mutual journey that would deepen their connection.

A layer of sweat already enveloped Jooheon’s skin, making it glow like molten gold. It was a sight that stole Y/N’s breath, the droplets of sweat forming a dewy constellation— a testament to the anticipation thrumming through their bodies.

Stealing seductive glances and catching each other’s lust-filled gazes fueled their rising passion. The tension mounted, its intensity reaching a peak bit by risqué bit. Jooheon’s hand danced across his body, his movements soaked in a guilty familiar rhythm. His eyes never left Y/N’s, tracing her pleasure-stricken expression with dark satisfaction.

Y/N, too, found her rhythm, a rhythm that was as sinful as it was enthralling; the provocative sight of Jooheon and the awareness of his burning gaze heightened the electrifying sensations coursing through her veins like sinful wildfire.

The air between them crackled with raw intensity, trapping them in a potent mix of unrestrained desire, liberal passion, and the electrifying thrill of embarking on a journey into the unknown—just another steamy night within the thrilling expanse of fun. Their shared exploration fractured the bonds of normalcy, creating an exciting world tailored to their adventurous desires.

Each ragged breath and deliberate wriggle of their naked bodies was a lustrous beacon of sin, ensnaring them deeper into the forbidden vortex of their mutual ecstasy. Their desires were on raw display, each gasp and squirm an enticing invitation to partake further in the voluptuous dance of their shared pleasure.

The graphic unveiling of their unabashed desires, amplified by the exciting novelty of the situation, added a sinfully exciting layer to their explorations. Each glimpse into each other’s pleasure and every tantalizing touch magnified the deliriously wicked nature of their game.

“Feel good?” Jooheon broke the silence, his voice hoarse with desire. A throaty moan was the only response he needed, Y/N blushing at his words and the sharp flick of her wrist.

Trapped in their mutual stare and the intimate exposure of their own pleasure, they flirted daringly on the ridge of a climax, far more thrilling than any pleasure previously discovered. Their erotic experiment etched itself into memory, branding its lascivious mark onto the very essence of their bond. The potent mix of sin and pleasure was weaving a whole new, thrilling chapter in the story of their relationship, stark and unapologetic in its raw intensity.

Unabashed by their shared gaze and salaciously absorbed in their individual pleasure, they danced daringly on the brink of an orgasm far more intoxicating than anything they’d experienced prior. This carnal exploration, searing itself into their collective memory, left a tantalizing impression on their relationship’s foundation, forever changing its essence beneath the weight of their shared sin.

“Do you enjoy watching me get myself off to you masturbating, Y/N?” Jooheon finally dared to break the silence again, his voice as rough as raw silk and thick with desire. The sight of her lost in the throes of self-service was breathtakingly sinful, a sight he had branded into his memory. “Look how fucking soaked you are. You’re leaking all over the sheets, baby.”

“God... yes, Jooheon.” The flush creeping across her cheeks and the wetness coating her fingers offered the only necessary response, her voice shaky but determined, echoing their shared sentiments. Each gasp, each moan slipping from their parted lips, weaved a detailed tale of pure, unadulterated pleasure, unshared with anyone but them.

The intoxicating aroma of their shameless deeds was painting an exhilarating backdrop to their connection, resolute in its untamed intensity and wickedly appetizing in its passion. The forbidden moments they were etching together, mirrored in each gasp and soft moan, became permanent lines in the sketch of their relationship.

“Watch me, Y/N,” Jooheon commanded, his voice thick with rising pleasure. His grip tightened, his movements a tantalizing spectacle under her watchful gaze. His muscles flexed beautifully, highlighted further by the wicked tableau they were part of. “Watch me fuck myself while I watch you play with your pretty pussy.”

Captivated, Y/N echoed his actions, her own crescendo of pleasure reflected in this mirrored exploration.

“I can’t tear my eyes away, Jooheon,” she confessed, her voice trembling like caught prey. “I can’t stop watching you.”

It felt almost like when they would fuck over a Facetime call. Jooheon was never one to shy away from being vocal or wanting attention on him. And when he had his cock out, he made sure she was always watching what he was doing. She enjoyed it. She loved the way he would tease himself and edge himself. Or seemingly how perfect his cock was.

Their erotically charged exploration escalated, inching them closer to the precipice of sheer delight. Their gazes entrapped, shared sighs echoing in the space around them, the erotic symphony they stirred together was peaking— a sensual collage splashed with uninhibited submission.

The climax of their mutual fun infused their intimate adventure with a decidedly scandalous edge, painting a sight as seductive as it was sinfully raw, just like their video calls where Jooheon’s desire for attention, his devilish tendency for self-tease, always had Y/N mesmerized. The same captivating scenario was at play now, except they were not separated by a screen but by sweat-soaked sheets.

As the two of them grew closer, Jooheon’s breathing staggered, a foreshadowing tremor before the pleasure wave washed over him. The evidence of his release coated his hand generously. He was panting, glancing up at her through hooded eyes and a smirk.

“Taste it, Y/N,” he commanded, his pupils dilated and consumed by lust. His assertion left no room for resistance, the greedy command a testament to their uninhibited play. She watched as he scooped up every drop of his cum onto his fingers, making sure not to leave a single drop. “Drink my cum.”

Her eyes widened momentarily, a murmur of surprise escaping her. But she quickly complied, leaning over to take his stained fingers into her mouth. The tangy taste lingered on her palate, her own climax shattering through her moments later in response to the salacious scene they were part of. Her body quivered as waves of pleasure coursed through her, leaving her spent and basking in the shared decadence of their lewd dance.

“Fuck,” Jooheon groaned out, his eyes not once leaving her dripping cunt as she rode out her high. “You’re perfect. Fuck. I’m ready for more. More of you. I need you so fucking badly again.”

His whines filled the room as he grabbed her and pulled her close. His lips were on hers in seconds, greedy and eager as he grinded into her, his cock now hard and ready for more.

“I promise you, Y/N. Tonight I’m going to fuck you so good.”

[prettywordsyouleft]

Resistance Training

Pairing: Yoo Kihyun x female reader

Genre: fluff / romance

Warnings: light cursing, a ridiculous amount of fluff

Word Count: 2383

“I’m not going to—”

You hated when this happened. When the words that were rapidly firing off your tongue came to a sudden standstill before drying out where they faltered. There was no way they would come back and assist you in finishing your sentence. Not when the rest of your senses were floundering too.

Your eyes had rounded, allowing you to take in the scene before you as if you went from seeing in 240p right up to HD quality. Your nostrils flared a little, not to pick up a scent but to accommodate the inhalation of a deeper breath. Your ears were ringing in alarm, and your fingers curled up on themselves, fighting the urge to lurch out and grab a hold of this moment a little longer.

Your poor heart, now thudding loudly and drowning out the ringing in your ears, wouldn’t cope if you had even one more second of this.

Your brain, which had clocked off for a few minutes, seemed to make a shaky return to reality and started overfiring commands.

Breathe!

Swallow to moisten your mouth!!

Recover with the least amount of embarrassment!!!

If you weren’t so stuck in the hazardous situation of rebooting your system all at once, you’d laugh. There should be absolutely no reason that this physical reaction still happened. It wasn’t as if it were your first time seeing it. No, you had lost count of how much this had happened over the last year.

And yet, here you were, completely falling apart over a damn smile.

His smile.

By the time you were fully functioning again, the room had changed. People were no longer where they had been, and conversations were further along. You were certain you had been facing the door, but somehow, you’d followed him around in the opposite direction, as if you were the earth riding your faithful orbit around the sun.

Because Yoo Kihyun was your sun, especially when he smiled like that.

“Y/N?” A hand gesture caught in your periphery, and you blinked several times before refocusing. “Are you alright?”

“Oh!” you said, flinching in delay to Hyungwon’s question. “Yep. I’m yep.”

“You’re yep?” he questioned with a frown, no doubt wondering for the hundredth time over the level of your sanity.

You could confirm it was slowly dwindling if he asked.

“Are you coming to the meeting, or do you plan on standing here staring at God knows what for another five minutes?” your co-worker asked, though you were too busy noticing the smirk that Kihyun shot down at the cup of iced coffee he had just brewed.

Thankfully, after the marathon effort from the first smile, you were too exhausted to instantly react again. You turned jarringly, and followed Hyungwon out of the staff kitchen.

Not again! you internally screeched as your muscles seized, rooting you in place. All coherency flooded out of you when Kihyun stepped into the elevator the following afternoon, shooting you one of his flawless, eye-crinkling smiles. You gulped hastily and squeaked when your body’s inability to function properly shunted you into the metal bar to the left. Gripping onto the bar for dear life seemed to be the best option right now whilst your brain lagged and failed to load.

“Y/N?” Jooheon, another co-worker, called, sounding concerned. You didn’t have the strength to lift your gaze from your shoes where it had fallen a moment before. “You okay?”

“She’s been like that all week long,” Hyungwon drily answered for you, expelling a long breath. “I don’t know what’s wrong with her.”

“Huh. Well, we need to get off here,” Jooheon said, prying you off the bar and all but carrying you out of the elevator.

You saw it again, just before you got out of the elevator. Kihyun was smiling down at the folders he held.

It took you precisely three minutes to come back to yourself, and the first thing you did was huff indignantly. “He’s doing it on purpose!”

“Doing what?” Jooheon wondered whilst Hyungwon shook his head tiredly.

Not realising you still had the eyes of your friends on you, you cringed and pasted on a too-bright smile. “Nothing! Don’t worry!”

“I think I’m going to worry for a long time, Y/N,” Hyungwon informed you with a heavy seat in his chair. He pulled a long drag of coffee in through the Starbucks cup he held, and you tried to tally up how many cups of caffeine he’d injected himself with today. He surely didn’t look as buzzed as he ought to be.

“You do that,” you told him with a pitying pat on his shoulder, and Hyungwon shot you an incredulous look as you stepped back into your private office space.

After the door clicked shut behind you, you began to pace the length of the small room.

Kihyun had noticed, hadn’t he? After a whole year of being seemingly invisible to the man, he had finally figured out your most embarrassing weakness. Reaching up into your already mussed hair, you grabbed at the roots until you whined in protest.

“Calm down,” you instructed, nodding after the statement as if you were agreeing to it. “It’s not the end of the world.”

Isn’t it? Internally, you weren’t so sure.

“So, Yoo Kihyun has finally noticed you. This is a good thing. Maybe it’ll help you get over this ridiculous crush. If he keeps enforcing his smiles your way, you’ll get used to them.”

A bubble of laughter rose before you could even try to attempt to believe it. Clamping a hand over the hysteria, you chose instead to focus on calming breaths. In and out. You didn’t need to stress out over this. You were a strong, intelligent woman who had worked too hard to get to this point in your life and career to tip off the deep end over a godforsaken smile.

It’s the best smile in the world, your traitorous heart swooned in a thumping medley, and your brain groaned loudly in protest.

You had to face the facts. Even if you could level with the boldest men and women in this industry, one merry smile from Yoo Kihyun had you done for.

Thankfully, you didn’t cross paths with the investment broker for another week. You regained the confidence that was lost spectacularly with your co-workers and secured a new deal for the sales team to work over. You were so busy delegating tomorrow’s tasks through emails after work hours ended that you didn’t even realise someone was in your office until you looked away from your monitor to grab your glass of water.

And promptly dropped it in your lap.

“Shit,” he said, and your brain miraculously echoed the sentiment.

However, it didn’t pick up why Kihyun was rounding your desk after attacking the tissue box on it. “Shit,” he said again, and you smiled a little loosely at the second curse. He glanced at you and shook his head. “Come on, pick up on the fact that your skirt is now soaked.”

“Is it?”

“Yeah. Take the tissues, Y/N.”

Blinking at the sound of your name on his lips, you realised you had, in fact, hit rock bottom in your juvenile crush. Your hands clumsily reached out for the tissues and mopped up the mess you had made.

Kihyun cringed, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. “This wasn’t how I was planning it to go.”

“The good news is you haven’t smiled yet. That’s the problem.”

The confession momentarily froze you both, your eyes darting away from his before he could gaze too deeply and uncover more of your pesky thoughts. You were internally scolding yourself when Kihyun stepped closer, tilting his head to the side in thought. “It’s working?”

“Working?”

“I have a confession to make,” he announced with a light chuckle. “I’ve been trying to get your attention for the longest time.”

You stared at him, dumbfounded.

“Every time I see you, I want to come and talk to you. I’m normally quite an extroverted guy, so it bothered me why I would get so tongue-twisted in your company. And without realising it, I’d just smile like a fool in front of you and blank out on the opportunity to say anything.”

You remained silent, though you watched Kihyun pick up one of your pens to fidget with. “Recently, I noticed you seemed just as affected as me. Well, I think you are. So, I started smiling before my brain could shut off, and that’s when I noticed you reacted to it. Like really reacted. I’m sorry if I’ve caused you to have a hard time around the office. At the same time, I’m relieved to know my interest in you isn’t so one-sided.”

Kihyun chuckled after a lengthy pause, albeit more anxiously this time. “Say something.”

“You were smiling just for me?”

“Yeah.” He clicked the pen in and out a little excessively before his face lit up bashfully. You jerked up, covering his mouth with your hands. Kihyun’s surprise vibrated against your palm.

“If you smile, my brain is going to shut off, and right now we need to talk about this.”

Kihyun’s eyes crinkled up despite your attempts, and you felt the flutter of a hundred butterflies take flight. It was disorienting, and your cheeks heated up.

“I really like it when you smile. A little too much. For the last year, I’ve struggled whenever you smile my way,” you shyly admitted, and your confidence tried to flare against the nerves. You had steel balls when it came to propositioning big sales deals, but with this one gorgeous man, you were flailing to maintain that reputation.

“You’ve liked me that long?” he mumbled into your hands, and you pulled away as if his lips had zapped your skin. You slumped back into your chair as he frowned.

And then male satisfaction spread his mouth out into the smuggest grin. You clamped your eyes shut before your brain stopped functioning again.

“Kihyun!”

“I like this, Y/N.” He was laughing now, and if the visual of his delight wasn’t bad enough, the sound was more intoxicating. “I like this a lot.”

“We’re hopeless! If you keep smiling at me then I’m not going to get anywhere with you.”

“I don’t know, maybe we could work on you building some resistance,” he teased, and you peeked out of one eye long enough to slap his forearm.

You both stilled at the connection, especially when your hand seemed to curl around it as if it had the right to do so. Kihyun glanced at your hand and then back at your face. “Maybe I need some resistance training too.”

You blinked in confusion at him, watching as he became genuinely flustered. If you weren’t so mesmerised, you’d be thrilled to see the same upheaval you experienced often being displayed on the man. He groaned and ran a hand down his face. “This is the worst torture.”

“I’ll move my hand.”

“I’m still going to want to kiss you even if you stop touching me,” he whined, and you gasped. Kihyun cringed. “Shit. I said that out loud.”

“Yes, you did.”

“At least a smile isn’t as dangerous as your hand is right now.”

“I don’t know. I’d like to think that you’ve caused a lot of damage to my heart rate over the last year,” you murmured, flexing your hand’s grip around his arm. Kihyun gave you a tortured look before placing both his hands on the arms of your office chair and leaning down towards your face.

You blanched. “What are you doing?!”

“Kissing you.”

“But I’m not ready to.” The feeble excuse wasn’t what you really felt. You had been long ready for this to happen.

“A year, Y/N. We’ve both been harbouring ridiculous crushes on the other for a year. Let’s see if it’s been worth it,” he suggested with a pleading tone.

You nodded. “When you put it that—”

He didn’t wait for another second, brushing his lips over yours gently. For as long as you had been captivated by his smiling mouth, you hadn’t once wondered how soft it would feel up against yours.

And unlike all the times when you had struggled to have control over your body in front of this man, now, everything felt too easy. Your hands moved, one to tangle in the hair at the nape of his neck and the other to rest over his chest, feeling the way his heart thudded in beat with yours. You opened up so the kiss could deepen, and you felt every press of his lips, the swipe of his tongue and the heat of the kiss with complete clarity.

You had thought that kissing this man would send you over the edge. And whilst it did, with nirvana nearing with every second spent tangling your soul with his, you were suddenly aware of the power you possessed around him. The idea made you giggle into his mouth a little, and you felt his silent questioning before he pulled away to arch an eyebrow.

You shook your head. “I didn’t stop functioning just now with your kiss. I actually feel rather level-headed.”

“Yeah,” Kihyun replied, nodding thoughtfully. “I felt fully in control of myself just now despite losing control when I kissed you.”

“Maybe we just need to keep kissing each other?” you suggested demurely, and Kihyun laughed.

You sighed, feeling swept away by the sound in a dreamy state. Kihyun kissed you again, bringing you back to reality. He nodded as soon as your eyes were focused on his. “I think we definitely need to keep up with this practice.”

“Resistance training, as you said.”

“Every time one of us slips up, we’ll kiss the other to bring them back?” he offered, and you grinned.

“That might become dangerous office gossip if you smile at me in front of others,” you lamented playfully, and Kihyun tugged your chin up, so you were back to staring at him. He smiled and then kissed you before you slipped away with delirium.

“Maybe I’ll save my smiles for when it’s just you and me. I can’t imagine having to wait until we’re off the clock to end up locking lips again.”

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Always on time - Chapter 15

Pairing: Jooheon x female OC

Genre: childhood friends to enemies, enemies to friends, friends to lovers, smut (later chapters), fluff, angst, slow burn, idol AU!

Warning: mentions of mental health issues, mentions of workaholic disorder, curse words

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Chapter 15

Hey, Jules, how you’ve been? I just wanted to...

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Hi, Jules. Wonho-hyung told me you’re in Taiwan for...

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I guess now it’s my turn to show you what I’ve been doing for the last seven years. You’ll see...

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Jules, I wanted to apologize for what I said the other day and...

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"Why the fuck is so hard to write a fucking message?!" Jooheon shouted in his apartment room. After the meeting with Wonho and the others, Monsta X members invited him to have dinner to celebrate his return. Jooheon accepted but was not in the mood to spend the night with his friends, so he went to the apartment that he rented just for himself to rest... and think of a plan.

Jooheon had been trying to start a conversation with Julie for about two hours. He didn’t know how to send the first message or what to say in it. Should he start by apologizing for crossing the line? Or should he say hello as if nothing had happened and then bring it up? Or should he act as if nothing had happened? After all, was it really that bad? No, right?

Jooheon didn’t know anything anymore. A part of him told him that the fight he had had with Julianne was not a big deal, that at school they had also fought and soon spoke again. But another part of him was not so convinced, as the truth was that he still felt like he was walking on eggshells with Julie. Although in the last few weeks they had spoken as if the years had not passed between them, Jooheon still felt a distance and some discomfort from Jules. He did not want his comments to spoil the progress he had made.

Anyway, he thought, I didn’t tell her any lies. That guy’s an idiot and I just told her to open her eyes.

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However, Jooheon continued in his head, it is true that it was not my place, and I could have told her things differently...

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"FUCK," Jooheon said, this time out loud. "Jules can be dramatic, but she’d be exaggerating if.... ARGHHHH"

At that moment, Jooheon’s cell phone started ringing. When the rapper saw who was calling him, he thought he was asleep...

"Hello?" he replied.

"Jooheon-ssi? I hope I didn’t wake you up," Julianne answered on the other side of the line.

"Ah? N-no, not at all Jules" he said. "I’m just surprised about your call".

"Ah, yes, well, I don’t know if Wonho-ssi told you, but I’ll be working as creative director for his next comeback".

"Y-yes, I knew that," Jooheon continued. "But he also told me that you were flying to Taiwan today, so I wasn’t expecting a call from you. Aren’t you tired of the flight?"

"I need to organize a lot of things while I’m here and I don’t really have much time now, so it will be a short call," said Julianne ignoring Jooheon’s question. "Wonho-ssi told me that the two of you will produce the title track together and that it will be based on a piece you had previously worked on. Areum-ah and I will work on the concept and design of the entire comeback and advertising strategy around that song. All I need is for you to keep us up to date on whatever progress you have. We won’t be able to wait until the song is ready to start developing the rest of the project, so we’re going to have to work in parallel. Are you okay with that?"

"Ehhhh, of course, although I don’t know how..."

"Areum-ah will have regular meetings with you and Wonho-ssi and she will guide you in whatever we need," Julianne cut him. "My call was just to inform you about the approach we will be having for now. Everything else will be explained to you by Areum-ah at the time. Do you have questions for now?"

"Jules, are we all right?" Jooheon asked abruptly.

Julianne was silent for a few seconds. She wasn’t really surprised, as Jooheon had a tendency to talk everything straight out and without... filters. However, she didn’t know if she wanted to bring it up.

Anyway, she had no choice.

"Hello? Jules?"

"I’m still here," she replied. "We’ll work together again, Jooheon-ssi. So yes, we’re fine. However, my personal life is mine and I hope that is clear".

"That’s clear, Jules. I wanted to talk to you earlier, but I didn’t want you to avoid me like a couple of months ago," Jooheon said. "I don’t know how to read your mind like I used to, but I don’t want to screw up and stop talking to you".

Julie was silent again. Part of her felt bad about how she treated him, but it wasn’t time to think about it. All that is behind them: school, university, Jooheon, Kang-Dae...

"If that’s your way of apologizing, apology accepted, Jooheon-ssi," Julie said. "Well, if you don’t have any more questions about what I just told you, I have to go".

"Okay, Jules, rest and we’ll talk later," Jooheon said.

"Good night".

The call ended and Jooheon lay on his bed. He had a bittersweet taste in his mouth. He was happy because Jules didn’t seem to care much about what he had said, or at least he hadn’t been too angry. But that wasn’t Jules, not completely.

Jooheon remembered what Wonho had told him about Jules' resignation from her gallery work and that plus her sudden departure to Taiwan and this strange call in the middle of the night after a flight... Jules only did that when something big happened.

Like when she decided to quit kickboxing and her dream of being a conceptual artist. Jules had no idea, but Jooheon knew that Jules put all that aside after her father’s death. The rapper learned of the news of his passing and wanted to attend the funeral; however, he could not go to present his condolences publicly because the agenda of Monsta X prevented him. When Mr. Seo died, they were still a rookie group and could not risk a scandal... But Jooheon asked his manager to do a little research and found out that Jules had stopped going to the gym where she was training and had switched specialties in college.

He knew it, but he had really forgotten it until then. Jooheon remembered conversations with Jules in which she told him that her dream was to have his works exposed to the public, but he also remembered her father’s insistence on finding a less risky dream. Mr. Seo had opposed his daughter’s hobbies, both kickboxing and art, and that spawned many fights between the two until he simply gave up. The rapper supposed that when he died, Jules decided to change direction to make him happy...

Now she was changing direction in a hurry again, and Jooheon just wanted to know why and if Jules was okay.

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Weeks later...

The alarm started ringing and Julie turned it off. Waking up with a headache and swollen eyes had become a habit. The night before she decided she wasn’t going to cry... but she failed. She knew the breakup with Kang-Dae was the best thing for both of them, at least for now, but that didn’t make it any less painful.

Everything around her reminded her of him because, after so many years together, Julie realized that she had adopted habits and routines around Kang-Dae. She would get up at the same time as him and send him a good morning message, then she would choose her outfit making sure she always had something on that he would have given her: a scarf, a handkerchief, some earrings, a bracelet, a headband, some shoes... whatever.

While things had changed a lot in the last year, Kang-Dae was a good boyfriend for a long time and Julie realized that a third of the things she had packed without much thought had been given to her by him.

Areum was also used to the routine and was willing to support her friend in whatever she needed to overcome this breakup. They had been in Taiwan for six weeks and the work kept them busy during the day, plus Julie’s work ethic made it difficult for her to have a mid-meeting crisis.

The problem was when they arrived at the apartment they had rented for their stay. As they walked through the door, Julie collapsed. She did not burst into tears immediately, but Areum noticed how her mood changed and she became meditative.

She tried to deal with the situation the best she could: ice cream, movies, manicure sessions, alcohol... or just listening. It was tiring for both of them, but Areum was ready to support her friend.

"Knock, knock," Areum said as she opened the door to Julianne’s room. "I have meetings early today, so you’ll have to make do without me. Breakfast is on the table along with aspirins and a cold compress for the eyes. Yesterday I got a new concealer for you to try and.... Ah! There is a new tea that helps to relax, we can try it later".

"Mpppf" said Julie against the pillow.

"Yeah, I know, you couldn’t live without me, but I have to run, see you later".

Julie didn’t want to get out of bed. It was Saturday, but both friends still had to work to get everything ready before returning to Korea.

The concept of the comeback was not yet decided, but they already had about three ideas with which they could work. Although the ones who really had to decide were Wonho and Jooheon, in the last 3 weeks they had changed the base melody 4 times and that made Areum and Julie analyze the entire creative and marketing strategy to see if everything followed the same line.

Of course, they did all that work so that in the end the two producers decided to return to the first option...

Anyway, because of that Areum oversaw those meetings and other logistical aspects while Julie focused on the design and creative aspects of the project. Areum took on the most administrative tasks, so it was up to her to be the mid-point between the different participants, as well as to guide the decision-making based on expectations and the sales plan. On the other hand, Julie worked with the producers, directors, designers, etc. to explain the conceptual ideas and try to reach an agreement on what was possible and what was not. They were the two sides of the same coin and so far they were going well... as long as they didn’t change the song overnight.

That day, Julie had to put together business presentations. What she wanted was to visualize the three ideas they had to make the information easier to digest and understand. In three days, they had a meeting with the directors of the three companies: Highlight Entertainment, Starship Entertainment, and Areum’s company to evaluate the process. If their ideas were accepted, they could keep going with the planning.

Besides that, Julie had nothing to do in the day, so she got up, showered, had breakfast and started working to get out of her pending tasks as soon as possible. She opened her personal computer and almost started crying again.

I guess I should change the wallpaper, thought Julie closing the laptop and taking a breath.

There had been several times when she had thought about whether dhr had made the right decision. There were nights she cried because she thought she should have been a little more patient, that Kang-Dae had been patient with her when she needed it most, and...

"I need fresh air," Julie said and went to put her shoes on to go out.

Near the building where they rented the apartment, there was a park that was always full of people: families, groups of friends, couples, single people... Julie liked to watch people go by without thinking about anything else and that helped her clear up.

In the park, there were also tables and benches to sit on, and Julie saw that her favorite place was unoccupied, so she went there. It was a stone table with stone benches around it, but it was right at a place where Julie could see the whole park and part of the street in front of her.

She sat quietly for a few minutes until a sound of laughter caught her attention. He saw two girls and a boy laughing as they ran after each other throwing water. After a while, one of the girls asked for a break and the other two approached her only to throw what was left of the water on her. The three laughed and ended up throwing themselves into the grass to watch the clouds pass.

Immediately, Julie thought of her, Areum, and Jooheon when they were in school. The three spent most evenings together studying or listening to Jooheon’s improvised raps. Now that she thought about it, if Jooheon was such a good producer, it was partly due to the two of them, because the number of times they had to listen to the rapper’s bad compositions are enough to take them both to heaven.

Thinking about those days, Julie smiled, but at the same time felt sad. She and Areum had remained friends all those years, but Jooheon simply disappeared from the face of the earth. It is true that Julie didn’t want to see him after their last night together, but now she realized that all her resentment was due to teenage feelings that, although not less valid, over the years lose importance. If Jooheon had shown up earlier, even by chance, maybe Julie wouldn’t have had so much trouble accepting him back into her life again.

Although of course, she thought, just when everything is going well again, there he goes and opens his mouth to say things about which he does not know, and to make everything worse, still does not know how to apologize. Was it so hard to write a message? Or to call? Oh, but nooooooo, I have to be the one to call him first and...

"Argh," Julie said aloud thinking she was alone.

"You’re too young and too pretty to be thinking so much," said one lady who had seen Julie’s expression change from a nostalgic smile to a frown of frustration.

"Ah? Ah, hello, how are you?" Julie said. It was not the first time both had seen each other, as the two women used to go to that park. "I didn’t see you coming".

"Of course not, your mind was elsewhere... a very frustrating place, it seems," the lady replied sitting. "I’m all ears in case you want to talk. Besides, at this age I forget everything, I won’t go around telling your secrets, but I could tell you some of mine. This grandmother has lived long enough to have an ace up her sleeve in almost every situation".

"Hahahaha, I don’t doubt it,” said Julie. "It’s really nothing important, it’s just the memory of a friend".

"Ahhh, a friend. Close, I assume?"

"Yes... something like that. At least it was".

"In the past tense?"

"We didn’t see each other for a long time" said Julie. "He disappeared for work reasons and until recently we met again".

"I see... and what did he do to make you growl in a park on a Saturday afternoon?"

"Mmmmm... be an idiot?"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, kid, what man is not an idiot?" replied Grandma. "They all are, but the right one can make your days more enjoyable... even while being an idiot. What matters in men is their gentleness and empathy. That’s a rarity! Stupid men are everywhere, especially when they like a girl".

"Yeah, I guess," Julie said.

"Well, us women can also be idiots sometimes... we’re smarter than men most of the time, but when we like someone who’s an idiot... we end up growling in a park..."

"Hahaha, we’re just friends".

"Of course," the lady said with a smile. She immediately turned her head back and greeted some people who seemed to be waiting for her on the sidewalk. "Those are my daughter and my grandchildren, I guess I should go, but kid, one more thing: remember that time goes faster than it seems and, at my age, regrets come from the lies we tell ourselves out of fear of being vulnerable. Young people today want to be strong, but they forget that the strongest is the one who is willing to be vulnerable".

Julie just smiled and the lady began to walk away to go with her family.

The grandma’s words echoed in Julianne’s head for a few minutes. It was a deep message, but considering she misunderstood the situation, it didn’t apply to her... totally not.

Julie was about to go into a swirl of thoughts when her phone rang. It was Areum, she was back in the apartment and wanted to go to lunch.

Saved by the bell, Julie thought, for if she was aware of anything, it was that Areum called her just in time, before her mind thought of situations she did not want, nor could, deal with at the time.

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About a month later...

Areum and Julie had arrived two days earlier in Seoul to finish the final meeting and expose the entire conceptual and advertising line of Wonho’s comeback.

At first, Ivy had told them they had about ten weeks to prepare everything and start production, and all three worked to meet the proposed timeline, Ivy from Seoul and Areum and Julie from Taiwan. Both friends had stayed longer than expected, but everything was going great, so neither side had any complaints. In addition, Julie had been able to train Rei from a distance so that she could take up her position in the gallery. Rei still had to organize an exhibition by herself to end her training, but Julianne and Director Kim agreed that it could be done once Julianne was back in Korea to oversee Rei’s work and make the transition as easy as possible.

It was Wednesday morning. Jules arrived early at the main building of Highlight Entertaiment. The day before she had met the team that was going to work in the production of the comeback and those people that she would have in charge. They all had the information of the creative line they were going to follow, so they were waiting for the approval of the companies to start with their tasks.

"Julie-ssi, good morning" she was greeted by Ivy who arrived at the same time as her at the main entrance.

"Hello, Ivy-ssi, how are you?" Julie greeted back.

"All good, you?" she replied.

"I’m well, thank you".

"Ah, before I forget... you left this yesterday in the meeting room," Ivy said, pulling a small yellow bag from her purse. "I hope you don’t mind, but I had to see what was inside to know who it was from".

"Oh, no problem. Thanks for picking it up," Julie said.

"And in case you need it, I saw that you have some anxiety pills and some to help you sleep," Ivy said. "We don’t know each other well enough, and I know I shouldn’t get involved, but if you want to try something different or if the pills stop working, I know some natural remedies that work wonders".

"Ah... sure... thank you," said Julie a little surprised. She’d forgotten she had those pills stashed there, and hadn’t needed them for weeks. "See you later".

Despite how normal it was to have some pills to help her sleep, Julie felt a little embarrassed to remember why she had initially bought them: she needed them to sleep after her breakup. She hadn’t cried before sleep for weeks and there were days she didn’t even think about Kang-Dae at all.

The truth was that Julie was starting to feel freer, more like herself. Some nights in Taiwan she and Areum went out dancing and Julie remembered how much fun they could have together. One week they even met Liv, who was visiting the country due to a recording of the MV of the group she was working with.

Julie had also started training again. While she could not go to the box, she could start with basic fitness routines so that her mind would remember what apparently her body still did not forget. All that made her feel like she could breathe again... and she wanted more.

But that day she was Seo Julianne, creative director for Highlight Ent.

"Good morning" greeted Wonho as he entered the office where Julie was. "Julie-ssi, how are you doing with the presentation? Do you have an update for me?"

"We advanced quite a lot yesterday, and I think everything will be ready today in the afternoon... although perhaps it is best to make the formal presentation first thing tomorrow so that all department heads can be in the meeting".

"Great!" said Wonho. "Tomorrow is perfect, so Jooheon-ah can be present, and we can both explain the title track idea".

Julie froze for a moment when she heard Jooheon’s name. Blank mind, Julie, it’s just Jooheon, there’s no reason to...

"Great, then I’ll tell Areum to finish with some unfinished business and in the evening we can finish putting together the presentation for tomorrow," Julie said.

"Okay, great," Wonho said as he stood up to leave. "If you need anything, you can tell Ivy. Today my schedule is full, so I don’t think we can see each other until tomorrow, but she keeps me in the loop... I think I’ll have to take her out to lunch after this to thank her for the work she’s doing".

"That makes two of us," Julie said with a smile. "Don’t worry, everything is under control".

*******

"You told me I could write anything... that it didn’t necessarily have to make sense as long as I wrote a whole sheet on both sides," Jooheon said as an explanation before giving Doctor Choi what he had written.

"That’s right," she replied. "It can be anything, Jooheon-ssi, as long as you take the time to write it".

The problem with that is that Jooheon had been writing the paper in his car 20 minutes before the session. He tried to make time for it, but he always forgot because he was thinking about other things.

"You know," the psychologist said as she kept Jooheon’s essay on her desk, "I’m impressed with how quickly things happen in your industry. In a matter of months, you have everything ready for a new release... it seems very little time to move so many pieces".

"Ah, yes, that’s the way things are many times," Jooheon said. "In the early years we didn’t know much and suddenly we had a month to prepare for an album and all the promotions. But you get used to it quickly".

"Really?" the slightly incredulous doctor asked. "How quickly did you get used to it? I’m not going to lie to you, I’m feeling a little overwhelmed by how quickly everything was planned, and I only know what you tell me".

"Well... I don’t know. I just know that at one point everything seemed very normal".

"I see... Well, tell me, how do you produce an album?"

Jooheon was a little amused by Dr. Choi’s curiosity. It was normal for people outside the industry to be interested in how an album is made. For the rapper, it was an everyday thing, but many did not imagine how a melody becomes a music video or how the songs or the concept are chosen, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera.

It really was like any other job but had secrecy around it that made his work a little more interesting than others. Not counting the lights, the makeup, the outfits, and everything that happened behind the scenes before a presentation.

"Ah, so Wonho-ssi is not the only friend you’re going to work with?" Dr. Choi asked. She had asked Jooheon if he knew anyone from the production team and Jooheon, without thinking about it, said Areum’s name... and Julie’s.

"Ah... no, he’s not the only one" replied the rapper. "Jules, Areum, and I go way back, we went to school together".

"Ahhh, I see. And how do you feel about meeting them again after so many years?" she asked. "I imagine it must be interesting for them to see you now after becoming an idol and all that implies".

"It’s... well... it’s what it is, isn’t it?" Jooheon said. "It really... was a surprise".

"Of course, I can imagine..." Dr. Choi said without further pressure. She knew there was something else there, but if Jooheon didn’t want to tell her, she wouldn’t force him. "Well, Jooheon-ssi, we ran out of time this week. I’ll let you go for today and see you next week at the same time".

"Sure, doc, sure".

___________________________________

The next day...

Jooheon is uncomfortable and nervous.

It was 9:00 a.m. He just arrived with Wonho at the company for a staff meeting with Julie that started in fifteen minutes and Jooheon did not seem to be able to stand still. Wonho had noticed; both met in the recording studio at 7 in the morning to review what they had done before and put together a couple of ideas before the meeting, but the rapper seemed unable to focus. Wonho didn’t tell him anything because he assumed he was excited and somewhat nervous about producing again after months of hiatus... but the singer was losing patience. He needed Jooheon completely focused and he was probably going to have to talk to him to see if everything was okay, but that would be after the meeting.

Both were waiting for the elevator to go to the floor where the meeting rooms were when a voice behind them greeted them:

"Wonho-ssi" said Julie.

"Oh, Julie-ssi, good morning," Wonho replied.

Jooheon froze. He didn’t know whether to greet her again or wait for her to greet him... God, you’re not 12, Jooheon-ah, what’s wrong with you?

"Good morning to both of you. I hope you had a good rest because Areum and I need you to focus on today’s meeting".

"Everything will be fine, I know," Wonho said.

Jooheon still didn’t talk.

The elevator doors opened and all three entered.

"Oh, by the way, Jooheon-ssi," Julie suddenly said, "Remember the list of printers you made for the exhibit months ago? I need you to pass it to me, I can’t find the copy you gave me".

"Ah?... Ah... y-yes, sure. When will you...?"

"ASAP" cut it off Julie. "Before 2 pm today would be great".

"Julie-ssi" Wonho said, "Do you think Jooheon can help you with the details you asked for? My schedule changed and I don’t know if I’ll have time to meet with you and Areum in the coming weeks."

"Sure, Wonho-ssi, extra hands are always welcome".

Subtle, hyung, Jooheon thought. He knew his schedule was a lie, but it was his way of including Jooheon in other aspects of production without revealing the reasons.

Finally, they arrived at the floor where the meeting was going to take place and the three left the elevator. Areum was waiting for them in the meeting room. The guests had not yet arrived, so Julie, Areum, and Ivy were able to finish preparing the material with peace of mind.

"Ready?" Ivy asked as the room began to fill.

"Yes," the two friends replied.

__________________________________

A week later...

The production of the album was going smoothly. After everyone accepted Areum and Julie’s proposal, the different teams began to work on their tasks. Everything was in order and all the departments had managed to follow the agenda proposed by Julie: the stylists had managed to get many pieces for the outfits and what was missing of the MV outfits and stages outfits was already being designed; the photo shoot of the album jacket was scheduled for within three weeks and the staff was working on the set design for the studio; the music video would be recorded in two weeks and the locations were secured; the sales, editing and social media team were creating content... Anyway, there had been no missteps, which meant Julie should be on the lookout. When everything goes well, something always happens that can ruin projects. She knew well.

And Jooheon knew how Julie thought, so he tried to keep an eye on his chores, too.

In the last few days, he had seen her almost every day: in the recording studio, in the cafeteria, working late... They both talked normally, so Jooheon’s anxiety went down every day. But there was something that didn’t quite fit the rapper. He didn’t know what it was, but he could see it in Julianne’s face. Although he had to admit that the girl had become better at hiding her emotions, at school she was like an open book.

Or maybe I don’t know her as well as I think, Jooheon thought as he took a sip of coffee and finished listening to a sample they wanted to use on another song on the album. In the end, Jooheon was going to participate in the production of all 7 songs on the EP, not just the title track, so he still had work to do.

"Yah, Jooheon-ah, are you asleep?" Areum shouted in his ear. The girl had been trying to get the rapper’s attention for about 10 minutes, but he was gone in his thoughts and didn’t even hear her say hello.

"Ah?!" he shouted. "Jeez, Areum-ah, you scared me"

"Well, Sleeping Beauty, I’m sorry to say it’s daytime and you have to work. You’re free this afternoon, aren’t you?"

"Tell me what you need".

"I need you to go pick up some paper and print samples with some design options. Julie was going to go, but something came up and she’s not gonna be able to, Ivy and I are maxed out and Wonho-ssi is recording content for his YouTube channel, so... We only have you".

"Is Jules all right?" Jooheon asked.

"Emmm, did you catch anything else I said besides that?" Areum asked.

"Sorry, it’s just that..."

"She’s fine, Jooheon-ah" Areum replied. "She only has a thousand meetings with the other teams, and none want to give her a break".

"Oh, well, sure, I understand..." Jooheon continued. "Well, just give me the address".

Areum passed him the data and said goodbye to continue with her tasks, but before that decided to have some sympathy with the rapper.

"Jooheon-ah" called him from afar and he looked up. "Julie... she’s fine overall. It’s not her best time, but you know how it is, she doesn’t break easily".

"Did something happen?" Jooheon asked.

"Promise me something, will you?" Areum said, ignoring Jooheon’s question. "Don’t take this the wrong way, but you’re an idiot, just like in school. And you did stupid things that you’re not even aware of, yet you’re a good person and I know you love Julie very much. Don’t ask questions and don’t worry too much, just... be the friend you were years ago, will you?"

"Areum-ah..."

"Seriously, Jooheon-ah, no questions" she cut it. "I promise you there is nothing to worry about, but Julie could use a friend".

Jooheon nodded silently and Areum ended the conversation, so he turned around and began to leave. Just then, the rapper shouted:

"I love you too, Areum-ah. My childhood would not have been the same without your spiritual guidance".

"Well, someone had to get your head out of your ass," Areum yelled back. "Now get lost, it’s far and you have to get there before they close".

Both friends said goodbye with a smile and left each on their own.

She was reassured that Julie would have someone else to lean on.

He was full of questions, for he knew there was something they were not telling him.

Okay, now how do I get you to tell me what’s wrong with you, Jules?

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