#me now: sex doll AU published in public

[wonustars]

𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘛𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘠𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘕𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘔𝘦, 𝘔𝘺 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘉𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘛𝘰 𝘙𝘢𝘤𝘦

Part 2. | Soobin Vers. | Yeonjun Vers.

Summary: 

You and Beomgyu never got along, if anything, you would call each other your number-one arch-nemesis. You two were known for being rivals, your reputations preceding the both of you regardless of how large your University is. One faithful day you're paired for a lab in your Intro to Biology class. Out of nowhere, Beomgyu’s relentless bickering has turned into flirting. You wonder why he’s acting this way all of a sudden, always gravitating toward you.  It’s as if he’s being controlled by a Voodoo Doll. 

Tags: 

c.bg. x reader, enemies to lovers, mean!gyu, mean!reader, wolfcut!gyu, nonidol!au, beomgyu and reader are like cat and dog (hehe), reader is in denial af, reader is a tease and doesn't know it

smut mdni

warnings: bigdick!gyu, dom!gyu, sub!reader, edging, pet names, unprotected sex, cream pie, choking, cum eating, fingering, thigh riding, spanking (f. receiving), semi-public sex, they have sex in a lab????. (if I’ve missed anything let me know).

Wordcount: 3701+ (I was proofreading and ended up adding more lol so now it's 4181 words 🤭)

Note: 

This is my first time publishing original work on this account. I haven’t written smut for a very long time, so let’s be kind :]!!! Reblogs are very much appreciated! As a fellow 5sos stan to Moa, I hope you guys enjoy <3 Please don’t translate, copy, or post my work to other social media platforms.

“Well look who we have here.” Your ears perk up as a familiar voice enters your hearing range. Naturally, your eyes roll in annoyance, already able to identify who is walking up from behind you. 

“Beomgyu…” You turn around, your teeth gritting as you say his name. He grins from ear to ear like a Cheshire cat. His eyes shift to your left, seeing that there was an open seat next to you. He slides into the seat, giddy with excitement knowing that he has a full two hours' worth of time to annoy you. You groan as your hands run through your hair, realizing that this so-called GPA booster of a class is now going to be the hardest one you’ll be taking this semester. Knowing Beomgyu, he was going to one-up you in every single thing related to this class, your rivalry never seemed to take a break, not for anyone. Especially not for the two of you.

“What do you want now Beomgyu? You don’t even need to take this class.” His smug grin still hasn’t left his face as he turns to face you. 

“I don’t know…-” He ponders, “just thought it would be fun, you know how much I love science, especially biology.” Beomgyu’s eyebrows wiggle and you roll your eyes for what feels like the umpteenth time since he has arrived. Defeated, you sighed, forwarding your attention to the professor who was ready to start the class. 

𖧷. ﾟ⊹ 。𖧷. ﾟ⊹ 。i don’t know how you kept me up all night

The next day you walk into class already dreading what’s to come. Beomgyu already sitting cheerfully in the same spot as yesterday. You take this opportunity to change seats, mentally celebrating seeing an open spot closer to the front. You rejoice at your new-found desk and somehow, as if on queue you hear the scrape of a chair loudly behind you. You feel the presence of someone taking a seat beside you. You close your eyes more infuriated than ever, you already know who decided to switch from their original spot. Your eyes are still closed, trying not to send hellfire Beomgyu’s way, then you feel his breath suddenly tickle your ear. 

“Thought you could escape me, y/n?” Leaning forward, whispering in your ear only for you to hear. A shiver runs down your spine, and your ears turn red, from anger or embarrassment. At this moment you couldn’t tell. There was a foreign feeling brewing inside you that you did not want to acknowledge. Instead, you decided to finally answer Beomgyu. 

“Beomgyu, for the love of god, when are you going to let me have an ounce of peace?” Sighing defeatedly, staring straight at the board, not wanting to look at him. 

“What? Is it a crime that I want to sit beside you in this class?” He asks, faux innocence painting his face. You turn to him, seething with annoyance. If you weren’t in public you would smack the cocky smirk right off his face. The way his long hair perfectly fell, framing his face beautifully always pissed you off. The white highlights contrast his pitch-black hair and his broad shoulders turning to you. If Beomgyu wasn’t your number one arch-nemesis, you wouldn’t disagree with the fact that he's attractive. His large hands spun the pencil he was holding, still looking at you like he had won the argument.

“Yes, actually it is a crime. So go back to where you were before.” You tell him, not wanting to play into his game of cat and mouse. Trying to cut the conversation short, you start pulling out your notebook ready to start class. Beomgyu doesn’t seem to budge though, mimicking your actions. You decided once again to just ignore his presence, knowing that this class is your gateway to getting a 4.0 GPA. 

Students trickled in little by little and it was too early for you to lose any more brain cells talking to the menace beside you. Your professor begins to drone on about your next lab, highlighting that you will be put in sets of partners for a presentation on god knows what. Concentration wavers as Beomgyu decides to annoy you even further by pushing his eraser bits onto your side of the desk. In an attempt to retaliate, you mimic his actions pushing his eraser bits back to his side. Then if things couldn’t have gotten worse, as if satan was personally out to get you, your professor announces how the partners are determined.

“Please if everyone could partner up with their desk mate, it would be a perfect way to get to know each other this semester!” You halt your mission of giving back Beomgyu's stupid eraser bits and turn to him with fury behind your eyes. He turns to you simultaneously, throwing his head back, laughing in your face. He knows what he’s doing and you can’t help but naively fall into his trap every single time.  

“You better not drag me down in this class, I swear to god Beomgyu.” The fire in your eyes intensifies and Beomgyu fakes a scared expression on his face. His face moves closer to taunt you. 

“Or what y/n? Are you gonna tell on me?” His eyes raking your face, his goofy smile long gone, matching your expression. 

“Don’t be so rigid, you know I care about my grades too.” Beomgyu fights back, his eyes rolling as he turns to scribble more notes on this paper. You observe him for a second longer than usual before turning back to the notes. Huffing with irritation accepting the fact that Beomgyu won once again.

Beomgyu: 1, Y/n: 0.

The class had felt like an eternity finally came to an end. The sun shone high through the large windows indicating that its almost noon. You begin to hurriedly pack up your things, wanting to leave as soon as possible. A large hand pauses your actions and you look up at Beomgyu with confusion. His face is unreadable as he towers over you. He always knew how to make you feel small next to him.

“Meet me here later so we can get started on our project. ten p.m.” That is all he says before he walks away, not bothering to look back. You heave a heavy sigh, not being able to keep up with Beomgyu’s random waves of hot and cold behaviour. ten p.m. is such a random time to start on a project, you thought, but you didn’t want to protest knowing this may be the only way that this project would come out decent. 

𖧷. ﾟ⊹ 。𖧷. ﾟ⊹ 。 i don’t even like you, why’d you want to go and make me feel this way?

Ten p.m. rolls around faster than you anticipated and now you're sitting outside the lecture hall waiting for Beomgyu’s arrival. Footsteps start to faintly echo the hallway, getting louder as they approach you. You look up from your phone seeing Beomgyu walk towards you with his skateboard in one hand and a book bag across his shoulder. His baggy clothes somehow suited him perfectly, and the moonlight shining through the window causes him to look more handsome than usual. For the first time, your heart races at the sight of him, and you mentally shake yourself out of your trance. 

“Sorry I’m late, the guys convinced me to head to the skate park with them for a bit.” He scratched the back of his neck, genuinely feeling sorry for making you wait. Your eyes widen trying to think back to the last time you heard Beomgyu apologize. You stand up and shrug, dusting yourself off before heading inside the classroom. He eyes you up and down taking notice of your outfit change. The tight crop top hugs your every curve and your skirt giving a full display of your plush thighs. Beomgyu gulps but not loud enough for you to notice. He checks you out silently as you turn your back toward him.

“It’s fine, let’s just get this project over and done with, I have like a million other things that I need to catch up on.” You respond nonchalantly, taking a seat at a random desk and preparing to pull out your laptop. 

“Why did you want to meet me for our project so late anyway?” You continue, asking him out of curiosity. He sits next to you and shrugs his shoulders, not paying attention to you. Or trying hard not to pay attention to you? You wouldn’t know, of course. 

“Dunno, I had a bunch of other shit I needed to get done first, this was the only time that worked,” Beomgyu concludes, not wanting to further elaborate. 

“Ok, how about we just start then? The faster we finish the sooner we can get home.” You huff, annoyed that for once he isn’t his usual light-hearted annoying self. This is the first time you’ve seen Beomgyu not instigate an argument between you two. Maybe he was serious about getting a good grade on this project, you thought. Whatever it was, you decided to ignore it and finally start on the damned thing. 

Finally, Beomgyu decides to break the silence. His body turns in his chair, facing towards you, eyes piercing. You turn to do the same and notice the way he begins to look you up and down slowly. What has gotten into him? You thought. Unconsciously you shuffle a bit in your chair and your skirt unintentionally hikes up your bare thighs. Beomgyus's eyes drift down to your legs seeing the way the skirt lamely attempted to cover you. 

“Yknow y/n, if I didn’t know any better, I would think you wore that skirt on purpose.” His voice drops an octave lower and your eye widen. You shook your head in protest, your mouth feeling like a ball of cotton. Beomgyu chuckles, his gaze still firmly on you. Your hands break into a sweat, and now you’re thoroughly confused. What the hell is up with him, you wonder. 

“I don’t even like you y/n and yet you’re making me feel this way.” He leans in, your faces aren’t more than a few inches apart. You can feel his breath graze over you. Mentally you scream at yourself. Why aren’t you pushing him away? Why aren’t you telling him that he’s wrong and being weird? Instead here you are drinking in all his features. This is the first time you’ve seen Beomgyu so up close and holy shit he’s so attractive. 

Before you could even recognize your actions, you feel yourself lean in closer. His eyes fall to your lips and back up at you. It felt like time had slowed and the only people that existed on this earth were you and your stupid arch-nemesis. 

“Beomgyu…” you trail off, not knowing how you were going to finish your sentence. Your eyes copy Beomgyu’s and they look down at his soft lips. They looked so pink and delectable at that moment. 

“Y/n just shut up for one second.” He says, grunting as he grabs your face and pulls you into a kiss. You whimper, the sudden action of him kissing you harshly catches you off guard. Before you know it your melting into the kiss letting his hands move down to your waist…then underneath your top. His touch feels like electricity and he holds your bare waist. Catching your breath you pull away from the kiss, heaving you notice the way he’s looking at you. His eyes half-lidded and adorned with lust, he takes your hand and pulls you onto his lap. You lean back in to kiss him again. Your thighs straddle his lap as his hands slowly find their way under your skirt. He groans into the kiss as he realizes you aren't wearing anything underneath. He massages your ass as you continue to make out with him. 

“Fuck you y/n. Why aren’t you wearing anything underneath?” he pulls away looking at you. All you can do is giggle and lean back in for more. The kiss seems to deepen the more time goes on and his tongue is tangling with yours. He takes the opportunity to slap your ass, you jolt at the burning sensation but moan into the kiss, wiggling your hips onto him as you feel him growing harder underneath you. Beomgyu’s grip on your thighs tighten as he pressed your now soaking core against his clothed length. You begin to move your hips even more, wanting to increase the friction. 

“You’re being very bad y/n…” Beomgyu whispers in your ear as you hide your face in the crook of his neck while continuing to rock your hips. You moan in response.  The euphoric feeling is gone abruptly and you look up at him and pout at the sudden loss of sensation. He has a tight grip on your hips once again making sure you aren’t able to grind yourself against him. 

“Why’d you stop me?” You look at him with lust and desperation, a pout settling onto your lips. His smirk finally makes an appearance as he drinks in the flush on your cheeks as well as the cute pout your lips formed. He slaps your ass sharply once again causing you to yelp. 

“Because you’re being a bad girl. Teasing me with your short skirt and not even wearing anything underneath. You’re secretly a little slut, aren’t you y/n?” He spits, staring at you waiting for you to answer. You nod slowly, feeling the wetness pooling at your core. 

“Answer me properly or I’ll leave you here all hot and bothered.” He threatens, leaning back, removing his hands from your body making you whimper at the loss of contact. 

“Yes, I am,” you say shyly, averting his gaze. His hand roughly takes your face into his hand, pinching your cheeks between his thumb and fingers. Your eyebrows scrunch at his harsh grip but it still leaves you more turned on than ever. 

“Say it properly, love, or I’m not giving you what you want,” he pressures, your face still in his hands as he moves your face back and forth. 

“Yes Gyu, I’m a slut. Please let me keep going, please.” You whine and beg, your hips attempting to wiggle against him. Your cunt clenching around nothing, trying to find a source of relief. 

“Good girl.” His smug smirk still stuck on his face. He moves you over to his thigh, your bare pussy rubbing against his rough jeans. He moves his leg up and down as you grind against him. He pulls you back into a heated kiss, not being able to get enough of the way you taste against his tongue. He gets even harder thinking of what you would taste like if he were to eat you out. Your breathing becomes erratic and you speed up your movements already starting to feel yourself getting closer to release.

“G-gyu I’m gonna-” you stutter, trying harder to chase your high. In a blink of an eye, it’s gone. Beomgyu pulls you off his lap and you whine, feeling unsatisfied. 

“Don't worry love, you’ll get to cum soon.” he chuckles, relishing in how needy you’re getting. He lifts you onto the desk and places himself in between your thighs, connecting your lips with his once again. You moan into his lips as you feel him move past your skirt once again, his fingers gather your wetness before plunging in. You pull away from his lips to moan, a string of saliva still connecting the both of you. His fingers curl inside your warmth hitting the spongy spot inside you. It causes you to lean into his chest, your moans and the sound of his fingers squelching inside are the only things to be heard inside the room. 

“You wanna cum so badly don’t you princess?” Beomgyu chides, thoroughly enjoying how obedient you get when he's pleasuring you. You moan in response, nodding your head. The feeling of his fingers hitting that perfect spot left you speechless. 

“Answer me when I’m talking to you.” He demands. “Or I’m taking my fingers out.” he threatens as you feel him slowly starting to pull out. 

“Y-yes, I wanna cum so bad, please I need it. I need you Beomgyu.” You lift your head, biting your lips and he groans at the fucked out expression that adorns your cute face. 

“What do you need love?” He pushes in further, trying to get a certain response out of you. You whine again, moving your hips to try and imitate the feeling of how Beomgyu's fingers were thrusting into you moments ago. He tsks, removing his hand from your sopping cunt. You give up on whatever shred of dignity you had left. The urge to cum was starting to get harder to ignore after Beomgyu had edged you twice already. 

“Need your cock gyu, please. I want you inside me.” You beg, finally answering him properly. 

“That's all you needed to tell me, love. I’m all yours.” the smug look on his face never left. He kisses you again, not being able to get enough of the way your lips feel on his. The way your chest brushes against his. His dick feels like it was about to explode, this very scenario being something he thought would only happen in his wildest dreams. He wanted to take his time and feel every crevice of your body instead of admiring from afar. His lips slowly make their way down your neck and you move to give him better access. A content sigh leaves your lips as his hands trail down to the end of your top. You pull away to remove it and he's left to look at how good you look shirtless. He dives back into kissing your neck, his hands moving to grab a handful of your breasts. Beomgyu happily kneads them, thankful that you’re not wearing a bra. You let a moan as he plays with your nipples, continuing to leave marks on your neck and over your breasts. 

As if it's been an eternity later he allows you to take off his shirt and unbutton his jeans. They pool to his ankles along with his boxers. You look down and a tiny gasp leaves your lips as you realize how big he is. Now you’re left wondering how he’s going to fit all of that inside you. 

“Don't worry love, I can make it fit,” he says not so reassuringly. You nod, gulping in response knowing you probably aren’t going to be able to walk the next day. He leans you back on the desk, and your back hits the cold wood. He roughly yanks your legs, causing you to yelp. Your lower half is now flush with his, your thighs locked in his iron grip. You can feel his dick against your pussy, bumping into your folds slightly but not enough to satisfy you. You try to move your hips to indicate you want him inside you. Beomgyu shakes his head, the smirk dancing across his lips once again. 

“What did I tell you about patience?” he scolds you. Finally, he rubs himself up and down your slit lubricating himself, his cock painfully hard. He pushes past your entrances, and you both moan in relief finally able to feel each other. His cock splits you in half and it stings almost immediately. Your vision blurs from the pain mixed with pleasure. Beomgyu doesn’t give you time to adjust to the newfound sensation, he begins to thrust into you steadily. His head falls back not being able to get enough of your plush walls. Your moaning not being able to drown out the lewd sounds of Beomgyu's cock fucking you in the most perfect way. You clench around him and Beomgyu looks down to watch himself slide in and out of you. It's like he's in a trance, drunk off the feeling of your pussy swallowing him whole. You can't help but tighten your legs around his waist pulling him in as close as you can.

“Holy fuck you're so tight baby, this is just for me, isn’t it? I’m the only one who can get you this wet?” Beomgyu groans, his thrusts starting to speed up. All you can do is moan, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as the tip of his dick hits you at the perfect angle. His cock kisses your cervix with every thrust and you can feel his balls slap against you. You're a moaning mess under him, attempting and then failing to meet the ruthless snap of his hips. This is the first time you've been able to actually enjoy sex, even though the person who is currently fucking you is practically your enemy. If you had been told yesterday that you would experience the best sex of your life with Beomgyu, you would've doubled over in laughter. But now, you can't help but get excited thinking about the next time you'll be able to get under him like this.

“Y-yes Gyu! All for you, you fuck me so good. I-I’m so full.” you practically scream as he fills your cunt up to the hilt. His hands move your legs around his waist as he leans over slightly to wrap his hands around your neck. His thrusts somehow pick up even more speed and your eyesight starts to go splotchy. His cock is fucking you so deliciously and your head feels light with the way his hands are tightening around your neck. You feel like you’re about to ascend to heaven with the way he's fucking you right now. The years of bickering and frustration were all taken out with this one single fuck. And oh, does it feel good to let out all your frustrations. 

Your hands are gripping his arms and you can feel yourself falling over the edge once again. The familiar sensation building up in your stomach. Beomgyus is groaning above you, savouring your tight cunt with every single thrust he’s taking. 

“Beomgyu I’m gonna cum.” you manage to squeak out, his hands leaving your neck and are placed at your thighs. 

“Cum for me darling. Fuck. I love your tight pussy. This is all for me. No one is going to be able to fuck you the way I do.” Beomgyu leans forward to whisper in your ear and all you can do is simply moan. Your head nods, not able to agree verbally. He brings his hand down to your clit thumbing circles into it, sending your climax into overdrive. Your vision turns white with pleasure. If you didn't know any better you would have thought you were experiencing some sort of wet dream. At last, you feel yourself finally let go and cum. The pleasure washes over you as you clench down on Beomgyu’s cock. He grunts, his thrusts starting to get sloppier as time passes. Finally, he lets out a whine, his cum filling you till it leaks past your entrance. This doesn’t stop him as he slowly starts sliding into you again, fucking his cum back up into you. You squirm under him feeling overstimulated after your orgasm. He stops and pulls out, looking down at you the lust still blazing in his eyes. You sit up slightly, your elbows holding you up. Beomgyu stares at you intensely drinking in the view of you laying in front of him. Your legs are slightly ajar, a full display of his cum running down your pussy and pooling onto the desk. The sight of you under him like this has the possibility of making him hard once again. He could fuck you for days if he was able to, your heat becoming his new favourite drug.

He takes his hand and shoves his fingers into your leaking cunt, collecting the mix of liquids still spilling from your hole. Removing them, he brings his fingers up to your mouth while parting your lips, shoving past them. You look up at him through your eyelashes, feigning innocence as you suck the cum off his fingers. He can't help but release a groan, his dick twitching eagerly once again. Now that he's had a taste of you, he's not going to let you go so easily.

You release his fingers with a pop, smiling up at him. Who knew the Choi Beomgyu would be the one to give you mind-blowing sex for the first time in your life.

“You’ve got to have a Voodoo doll or something because I just had the best fuck of my life.” He sighs before leaning back into you for another kiss.

Pulling away, he smirks at you.

“What am I going to do with you now y/n...” he chuckles. You look up at him once more, trying not to smile too hard. This seems to be just the beginning of your new arrangement with Beomgyu.

© wonustars

[roccinan]

LMAO I think the very, very first berlermo fic idea I ever had was for a story I never wrote (and probably never will). It was an AU where Martin was some kind of con artist pretending to be an orderly. Sergio hires him to be his terminally ill brother’s live-in nurse. At first, Martin was like “hmmm am I really going to lie to a dying man and steal all his money?? that’s kinda shitty, even for me.” Then he actually met Andres, and went, “Nah, this guy’s an ASSHOLE. I am going to rob him and ENJOY it.”

He and Andres fall in love anyway, and I think at some point, Andres would reveal that he knew Martin was lying to him all along (because he was also a thief, takes one to know one!). But he didn’t do anything about it because he enjoyed Martin’s company more than he thought he would. Then he dies LOL

Martin takes some of the valuables Andres left for him, but leaves the money. And I either wanted him to meet Helsinki or to disappear from Sergio’s life. This is all I vaguely remember, and the title was “por una cabeza” even though “caraluna” was the song Martin would keep putting on in this.