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so like. best friend hyunjin begs and begs and begs for a massage because he’s had a really long day dancing and you’re like fine okay but you owe me. and like,,, imagine massaging that man’s thighs and slowly seeing the buldge in his sweats get bigger and bigger and when you try making fun of him for it he just goes “so you’re not wet right now?” and when you say no he goes: prove it. bye i must never speak again -💛

COME BACK HERE you can’t just send me this and then disappear >:(

word count: 2.2k (no excuse honestly)

details: smut 18+, thigh riding, handjob, switch!hyunjin + switch!reader

“if i do it will you stop complaining?” you ask in a huff, crossing your arms over your chest.

“mhm,” your best friend answers, already grinning.

“fine, but you owe me. lay down.”

hyunjin does as asked and lays back on your bed, stretching out his legs for you. you sigh and climb onto the mattress, straddling his ankles a little awkwardly. you start with his calves, massaging the muscles through the material of his sweatpants. hyunjin groans in relief and lets his head fall back on your pillow.

“you know, if you wouldn’t push yourself so hard, your legs wouldn’t get this sore.”

“i have to, though,” he argues. “i can’t let the rest of them down.”

“yeah, yeah,” you mutter, not wanting to push the issue further since you know he’ll just be stubborn about it.

you’re both quiet as you make your way up his legs. his muscles are tight, almost like he’s tensing them on purpose, and you have to tell him more than once to relax. you’re extra gentle with his knees since there isn’t a lot of tissue there and then swiftly move on to his thighs.

hyunjin is in the studio almost every day. he’s naturally lean, but the amount of time he spends practicing has made him visibly toned. he has the body of a dancer through and through, which means his thighs are strong and firm. your hands have never looked smaller than they do on hyunjin’s thighs, a fact that you try not to think about as you begin to massage them.

you don’t want to make him uncomfortable so you start just above the knee, planning to slowly work your way up if that’s something he tells you he wants. you’ve been best friends for years now, but you’ve never touched each other… like this, so it’s a bit of uncharted territory and that makes you nervous.

he seems to like what you’re doing so far, though, if his little hums of pleasure are anything to go by.

“you’re really good at this,” he compliments suddenly.

you feel your face turn warm.

“thanks. i’ve never done this before, so i could be fucking up your muscles for all you know.”

“worth it.”

your roll your eyes and shake your head at him even though his eyes are closed and focus on applying pressure to the spots that feel the most strained. hyunjin tenses underneath you again and you pause.

“am i hurting you?”

“no, feels good.”

“then relax.”

your gaze falls to his hands that are clenching and releasing by his sides and you’re about to accuse him of lying to you about hurting him when something in his lap draws your attention away. then it all makes sense. no wonder he’s been so restless. he’s hard.

like. really hard. you can see the outline of his cock through the material of his sweats. the pants leave almost nothing to the imagination with how tight they are. no wonder he’s so tense, he’s been trying (and failing) to fight an erection this whole time.

you couldn’t really blame him. the thighs were an errogenous zone. but that didn’t mean you were going to let him off the hook.

“want me to massage that too?” you ask, eyeing the bulge in his pants.

hyunjin’s eyes shoot open as if he knows exactly what you’re referring to and his cheeks go red.

“i, um…”

“was asking for a ‘massage’ actually code for something else because that’ll cost you extra.”

“no! that’s not- i didn’t mean to—”

you smirk and squeeze his legs, making him jump. his hands fly to his crotch to cover himself, even though it’s far too late for that, and he refuses to meet your gaze. you like watching your best friend squirm so you decide to push him a little further.

“you know, if you wanted to get in my pants you could’ve just asked.”

“please, like i’m the only one affected,” he scoffs. “i bet you’re even worse off than me, i just can’t see it.”

you’re not sure where this newfound confidence of his came from all of the sudden but you you don’t think you like it. it’s your turn to be flustered as you stutter out, “wh-what are you talking about?”

“you. being turned on by this.”

“you’re the one with a boner,” you point out, trying to deflect.

“yeah, and i bet you’re wet right now.”

“i’m… i’m not!”

“prove it then.”

you blink. “what, how?”

“c’mere,” hyunjin says, beckoning you closer.

were you really about to do this?

you shuffle forward until you’re straddling his waist. he hisses as you unintentionally brush up against his erection, hands coming up to your hips to hold you still.

he eyes you carefully as if to ask if you’re really okay with this, thumb tracing the waistband of your joggers. your heart is racing, but not being one to back down from a challenge you nod for him to continue. he dips his hand into your pants, fingertips catching on the elastic band of your underwear before delving beneath it.

hyunjin smirks. “i fucking knew it.”

“yeah, well it’s because you moan like a pornstar when i’m touching you,” you protest defensively.

“who can blame me, with hands like yours?”

you smack him lightly on the chest with a disapproving frown. “get your head out of the gutter.”

“my hand is literally down the front of your pants right now.”

“and are you going to do anything about that?”

“do you want me to do anything about it?”

you stare each other down for what feels like several minutes but in reality is probably only a few seconds before being the first to break. your expression softens and your shoulders slump forward as you admit defeat.

“touch me?” you whine quietly.

“all you had to do was ask.”

hyunjin is entirely too pleased with himself, you decide. he’s the one who got horny first but you don’t call him out on it because it turns out you find it quite hot when he gets cocky and you’re already feeling impatient.

to your dismay, he takes his hand out of your pants, which is the exact opposite of what you want him to do. you’re confused until he brings his fingers up to his mouth and sucks your arousal from them, eyes fluttering closed as he savors the taste of you.

you’ve yet to pick your jaw up from off the floor when he opens his eyes again which makes him grin.

“why don’t you ride my thigh, baby?” he suggests, “since you seem to like them so much.”

baby. that was new.

“but… they’re still sore,” you point out.

“i’ll be okay,” he promises.

as if to prove it to you, he pushes your hip so that you’ll lift your knee up and he can slot one of his legs between yours while moving the other to the side. hyunjin can sense you’re still hesitant so he takes the initiative and guides you down onto him.

“how’s that?”

“it’s um, it’s good. does it hurt?”

hyunjin tucks a strand of hair behind your ear and sighs fondly. “no, baby. it’s fine. you’re fine.”

“but what about you? don’t you want to…” you trail off as you nod down at his dick.

“i don’t think i’ve ever seen you this shy before,” hyunjin muses, mostly to himself. “it’s cute.”

“it’s not every day you and your best friend get each other off,” you mutter in response.

“it’s just me,” he reasons as he helps you rock yourself on his thigh. “it doesn’t have to be weird if we don’t want it to be.”

“you’re r-right,” you agree, holding back a moan. “but what about you?”

“what about me?”

“don’t you want to cum too?”

hyunjin shrugs. “you can just palm me over my sweats if you want. i’ve been hard for so long now it won’t take much.”

“i don’t want you to ruin your pants, though.”

“something tells me you have a higher chance of ruining my pants than me,” he argues.

you whine again, spurred on by the pressure against your clit and the embarrassment his words make you feel. you’re already dizzy with pleasure but then hyunjin starts to bounce his leg on the bed, creating even more friction for you. you gasp and keen forward, bracing yourself with both hands on his chest so that you don’t collapse on top of him.

“you’re trying to distract me,” you accuse through grit teeth.

“is it working?”

“no. still want to make you feel good too.”

“what’s stopping you, then?” he asks, even though he knows exactly what’s stopping you.

“jinnie…”

that’s always been his weak spot. he relents with a sigh, not stopping entirely but slowing enough so that you can think with a clear head.

“you can do whatever you want to me,” he says earnestly.

“can i… can i take it out?”

you’ve been dying to see his dick ever since you noticed the outline of it in his pants. it seemed huge, even bigger than you imagined it being, but you still want to see it for yourself.

“fuck, if you want to.”

you do want to, so you pull his sweats and briefs down just far enough to get his cock out and take it in your hand. once again, your hand looks tiny in comparison.

hyunjin’s dick is so. pretty. it’s big, like you guessed it would be, and flushed like he’s aching for you. there’s precum pearling at the tip and it takes everything in you not to lean down and lick it off. you know he’s been hard for a while so you don’t waste any time spitting into your palm and rubbing it over the head of his cock.

your best friend groans and kicks his head back.

“you don’t know how many times i’ve thought this,” he admits.

this was obviously news to you. as attractive as hyunjin was you always tried not to think about him in that way— though in moments of weakness he was known to make an appearance in your fantasies when you’d get yourself off, trying to think of quite literally anyone else as you did.

“yeah?” you asked, trying to grab hold of that confidence you’d had earlier. you discover it’s a lot easier to sound sure of yourself when you have a man trembling beneath you. “is it as good as you imagined?”

“better.”

“feels good for me too,” you tell him. “bet fucking you would feel even better though. you’d fill me up so nicely…”

“fuck you, i’m not going to last.”

you smile and begin to pump him faster, simultaneously chasing your own high by rubbing your clit with your free hand as you ride his thigh.

“wanna cum, jinnie?”

his eyes are screwed shut and his bangs have started to stick to his forehead. you’ve barely touched him, aside from the massage, and he already looks fucked out. “yes, baby, please!”

“so you don’t want to fuck me?” you pretend to sound disappointed which makes his eyes snap open in panic.

you watch as the muscles in his stomach tense and he pulls his bottom lip between his teeth, his entire body fraught with restraint. he’s right there on the edge, you can tell.

“i do! i do- i can go again! i promise, just please, i can’t stop it—”

“you sound so pretty when you beg for me.”

that’s all it takes for hyunjin to cum, back arching off the bed, crying your name.

seeing him fall apart is what does it for you too. your own orgasm catches you by surprise. you clench down around nothing as you cum hard and collapse against his chest.

his dick gets caught in between your bodies, still spurting cum… it makes a huge mess and ruins both of your shirts, not that either of you have enough energy to care.

“s-sorry,” hyunjin apologizes as soon as he catches his breath.

“no, i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to fall on you. are you okay?”

“i’m fantasic,” he assures you with a thumbs up. you roll your eyes. “i’m serious! i don’t think i’ve ever cum that hard before. you have magic hands.”

“so that’s why you enjoyed the massage so much, huh?”

“exactly. if anything, it’s your fault.”

you push yourself off of him with a scoff, only to be pulled back in by his arms wrapping themselves around your shoulders. you lay there for a moment and listen to each other’s breathing.

“did you… mean it about being able to go again?” you ask shyly.

“yeah. i can always get it up for you.”

you’re not exactly sure how to take that statement so you decide not to dwell on it now. just add it to the growing list of things you’d have to discuss later… after you fucked each other’s brains out.

“why?”

“i mean since we have to clean up anyway, i thought maybe we could go for round two in the shower?”

hyunjin smirks. “say less.”

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