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#tomorrow x together smut
b1mbodoll · 2 days
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Gabi I need two faced hyuka kidnapping love starved y/n PLEASE 💔💔
pairings: hueningkai x f! reader
warnings: stalking + voyeurism + masturbation + anal + virginity + dub / noncon
💌: FINALLY SOME GOOD FUCKING FOOD!!!!! ive been slamming my head against the wall n waiting desperately for txt asks 😞
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stalker! hyuka is so good at hiding his darker side from you. he plays off his obsession by telling you he’s just protective! follows you around late at night to ensure you get home safe n if he watches you through the window as you undress, so what? he deserves some sort of payment for his troubles, right?
kai always sticks around for a bit when you’ve made it home, hoping that you’ll play with your cute cunt or fuck yourself with a plushie that he gifted you, fisting his cock as you unknowingly put on a show and hump the stuffed toy like a bitch in heat, arching your back when you cum.
sometimes he’ll venture inside when you’re busy shopping or running errands, laying on your bed and allowing himself to bask in your scent, shoving his face into the sheets and inhaling deeply; slowly grinding his cock against one of your pillows, a little grin forming on his face when he realizes it’s the one you usually rest your head on at night.
kai’s always alert when he decides to break into your home. well, almost always. he’s too desperate to cum, groaning as he continues rutting against your pillow, the sound of your keys unlocking the door falling on deaf ears.
before he can register that you are, in fact, home, you’ve already caught him. kai’s quick to apologize, muttering excuses about how he didn’t mean to and that he’ll do anything for your forgiveness but then he glances at your face and oh? you’re not disgusted.
quite the opposite actually, pressing your thighs together and biting your lip at the sight of him covered in a sheen of sweat, his pretty face flushed from exertion.
kai reaches for you; grabbing your jaw with one hand and your waist with the other, biting back a smirk when you moan at the touch.
he knows you’ve never been kissed before, never had your virgin holes fucked and filled with cum but yet you crave it; so desperate for cock that you’ll let him do whatever he wants and still beg for more.
that’s how you find yourself beneath hyuka, nearly crying while he presses soft kisses to your shoulder and works his thick cock past the tight rim of your ass, taking pity on you and allowing you to get used to his size, rather than slamming into you all at once like he’s dreamed of doing.
he didn’t even have to try to convice you to let him, it’s sort of pathetic but he’s not complaining, needy virgins are his favorite.
it hurts so bad you can’t stop yourself from whimpering, reaching back and trying to push him away when he’s finally inside but your puckered hole is clenching around him and kai’s on the verge of losing his mind, shushing you as he tries to collect himself.
you’ll soon realize that he doesn’t care about pleasuring you, selfishly chasing his release and using your asshole like a fleshlight, not bothering to rub your clit or fuck your pussy because all you are to him is a fuckdoll; made to take his cum and nothing more. it seems to you, like he’s simply using you to jerk off and it should make you upset but all you feel is happy.
exhaustion settles in your bones and you almost pass out until he thrusts into you one last time, ropes of thick cum flooding your insides making you gasp in surprise, your eyes widening before your own orgasm washes over you, white hot pleasure completely wiping your mind of any other thoughts except kai, chanting “i love you” over and over as he fills you up.
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lunicho · 10 hours
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tb to this soobin ig post and me sobbing over the fact those are not my nudes 😔
i think he’s capable of taking very aesthetically pleasing shots when you’re kneeling in front of him with his cum on your face or his big leaky tip tapping your chin… <3
oh dinna ur crazy..
thinking abt soob who scrapbooks ur intimate moments.. does little spreads of you for his own pleasure, he keeps it hidden somewhere and looks at it when he touches himself or when he misses u.. takes pics of u before and after u fuck, his cum leaked all over ur face, dripping out of ur mouth and onto ur chest.. he loves filling u up whether it's your pussy or ur mouth and he loves to see u get all messy as well oh im sick 😭 i feel like soob just has this really perverted freaky side to him, he loves to see u all ruined and he loves to secretly use the photos to get himself off, he also loves to use ur panties to touch himself as well. ur aware that he's been taking the pics but he never really let's u know what he does with them but the mystery of it gets him going more 😖
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moonhoures · 7 months
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1. Video Games | Enhypen Jay
— angry sex + makeup sex
2. One Night Stand | Seventeen Hoshi
— anonymous sex + roleplay
3. Relax | Ateez Yeosang
— bath sex
4. Insatiable | Enhypen Sunghoon
— biting kink + blood play [vampire!au]
5. Merciless | Stray Kids Hyunjin
— bondage
6. Countdown | TXT Taehyun
— brat taming
7. All Of Me | Monsta X Jooheon
— breeding kink / creampie
8. Stargazing | Monsta X Changkyun
— choking
9. Sunday Morning | P1Harmony Jiung
— cockwarming
10. Cowgirl | Ateez Wooyoung
— costumes
11. Pretty When You Cry | NCT Jeno
— dacryphilia
12. “It Just . . . Slipped” | Stray Kids Chan
— daddy kink
13. Play Thing | Twice Mina
— degradation
14. Open Wide | BTS Taehyung
— dom!idol
15. Score | Stray Kids Minho
— dry humping / thigh riding
16. Wicked Games | NCT Haechan
— edging / orgasm denial
17. Watch Yourself | Seventeen Jeonghan
— mirror sex
18. That’s My Girl | Twice Jihyo
— mommy kink
19. Thin Walls | ZB1 Matthew
— masturbation
20. I Can See You | The Boyz Sangyeon
— office sex [coworkers!au]
21. Sit | Blackpink Rosé
— oral
22. Good To Me | Seventeen Wonwoo
— overstimulation
23. Kiss Me Thru The Phone | Stray Kids Felix
— phone sex
24. Beautiful | NCT Jaehyun
— praise kink
25. Focus | Ateez San
— sex tape / filming
26. Knew Better | Seventeen S.Coups
— spanking
27. First Time For Everything | (G)-Idle Soyeon
— squirting
28. Bad Day | Wonho
— stripping
29. Hotel Room Service | TXT Huening Kai
— sub!idol
30. Three’s Company | P1Harmony Keeho & Theo
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fairybin · 10 months
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[repost] yeonjun audio #1
warning: nsfw audio!!
pov: sub!yeonjun gasping and whining out that he’s about to cum so you keep stopping on purpose, making him all needy and worked up to the point where tears are running down his face.
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Jealousy, Jealousy... | Part 2
A/N: don't even have a summary for this. oc is in love with gyu and gyu is in love with another girl but both are virgin losers and gyu is a horndog who would let oc do what she wants to him just as long as he gets to cum.
Word count: 6.3
Genre: Smut, angst
Warnings: fem!reader, dry humping, degradation, dom!reader, sub!beomgyu, fleshlights, beomgyu being a perv and using oc's panties
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You step into the apartment, hoping against hope that you won’t find Beomgyu in there. It’s been a few days since your fight, and you’ve been giving him the cold shoulder–ignoring his text messages, giving him one-word replies whenever he speaks to you, pretending you’re too busy to continue the marathon of whatever stupid show you were currently watching–and every time you do that, he’d look so heartbroken you have to fight for your life to not forgive him then and there. 
But fate hates you, or maybe it was by Beomgyu’s design, because as soon as you step into the living room, you see Beomgyu on the couch, fiddling with his guitar. He looks up when he hears you enter.  
You try to make a run for it, sight set on your bedroom door, but Beomgyu quickly springs up and calls your name. “Wait! I wanna talk to you.” 
“Well, I don't wanna talk to you.” You mutter, bee-lining towards your room, but Beomgyu is quicker. It only takes him a couple of large steps to put himself between you and your bedroom door. 
“Please!” He begs. “Just talk to me.” 
“I don’t want to talk right now.” You try to push past him but he won’t budge. 
“No, please, listen. I’m sorry for kissing you. I was just… I never got an A before. I didn’t think I could get an A. You know me. You know how everyone thinks that I’m so stupid. I know you think that I’m stupid. It just meant a lot to me. I was so excited to show you that I’m not always such a dumbass.” 
You sigh. "I know you're not a dumbass." 
“But I am. I’m such a dumbass and I’m so sorry for kissing you but please don’t leave me.” 
“Leave you?” You stare at him incredulously. “Beommie, I’m not going to leave you. What makes you think I would?”
“Well you haven’t been talking to me. I thought you were done with me.” He says glumly and you laugh. “No, silly. I was just giving you the silent treatment. Never heard of it?” 
"So we’re still friends?" He asks hopefully, tears in his eyes, looking like a kicked puppy. 
"Of course, we are. Don't be silly." You reach out to run a hand through his hair, and he happily leans into your touch. "Okay. Promise me we'll never stop being friends. I can't lose you."
You hesitate. This is why he can’t know you’re in love with him. It would ruin you. "I promise." . 
“Good.” He gives a big sigh of relief before he throws you a mischievous grin. “Are you going to come see me practice for the big gig today? I need my groupie.”
You smack his shoulder. “I’m not your groupie.” 
“You can be. Maybe we can sneak off and mess around backstage.” He pulls you by the hips and rests his forehead against yours but doesn't attempt to kiss you. 
"Beommie… I don't think that's a good idea."
"Why?” He whines like a brat, “I won’t try to kiss you again, I promise. I'll be your good boy." 
God, the things those simple words do to you. You could never have imagined the man you’ve thirsted after for years acting so needy for you, but you can’t let this go on any longer. It fucking killed you to have him kiss you, knowing it didn’t mean the same to him as it did to you. If you keep this up, you’ll only open yourself up for more hurt. You have to protect yourself. 
"I just don't want us to get mad at each other again."
"We won't." He tries to reassure you, but you put a hand to his chest and push him away. "No, gyu. It was fun but we can’t do this anymore.” 
He grabs your hand in his and brings it to his lips to press a kiss against your palm, making your heart flutter. "Then what's going to motivate me to do good?"
"Ice cream?" You suggest, taking your hand away, and he groans. “What’s rock and roll about that?” 
You snort. “Your band name is tomorrow by together. There is nothing rock and roll about you guys.”
“Okay, ouch. Groupie invitation revoked.” 
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Watching Beomgyu play his guitar is like watching magic happen. Even when he messes up or is struggling–the way he’s just so immersed and serious about his craft is so inspiring and you feel so lucky to be able to witness it. 
It was a moment like this–seeing him so lost in the music–when you first realized you’re in love with him. And now, a few years later, that love has only grown stronger. 
“He really is an idiot.” You hear a familiar voice next to you and look to the side to see Yeonjun also looking at Beomgyu. 
“What do you mean?” 
“If I had a girl look at me the way you’re looking at him, I would never let her go.” He says so casually as if he hadn’t just exposed your entire guts out to the world. 
“What–-why would you–I–” You sputter, getting even more flustered at the amused look on his face. Damn him. You take a moment to recollect yourself. “Don’t be silly, Yeonjun. We’re just friends.” 
“Are you? Then how come you won’t go out with me?”
You roll your eyes. “Have you ever considered that you just might not be my type?” 
He raises an eyebrow at you, looking at you like he doesn’t believe it for a second. “Oh, please, I’m everyone’s type. What, you don’t like tall, handsome men? Lead singers? Really talented lovers?”
You suppress the blush his last comment intended to entice in you. “I already told you. I can’t go out with a guy who will flirt more with his fans than me.” 
“Aw, are you jealous, baby? You know I can clean my act up for you.” He moves to get closer to you, his hand reaching out to wrap around you, when suddenly Beomgyu steps in between you two. “Leave her alone, Yeonjun.”
“Why? She likes it.” Yeonjun grins, sending you a wink, and you stick your tongue out at him, making him laugh. Yeonjun tries to reach out to mess up your hair in revenge, but Beomgyu intercepts him. 
“No, she doesn’t. Now, leave.” 
“Alright. Alright. Chill. I’ll leave for now but if you’re not gonna snatch her up then don’t blame me for trying.” He sends you a wink, making you blush. “See you later, doll.” 
You bite your lip, staring at the ground to try to get your blush under control. You don’t like Yeonjun like that. Well, at least not near as much as you like Beomgyu, but you still can’t help the effect he has on you. He’s just so charming, and if you hadn’t been so absolutely in love with Beomgyu, you would’ve definitely been under him long ago. 
“You really shouldn’t encourage him.” Beomgyu says irritably, “You know he’s a manwhore.”
You shrug. “I know but it’s still nice to have a man’s attention.”
“Hey, you have my attention.” He protests, and you stay silent, giving him a cryptic look. 
“What?” He narrows his eyes at you, and you shake your head, dispelling any stupid thoughts of confessing your undying love for him. “Nothing. It’s just not the same. You’re my best friend. He could be something more.” 
“Oh.” Beomgyu steps back, frowning. “Um…okay. I understand that, but do you really need it from Yeonjun? I just… he’s my bandmate, you know?”
“I know.” You say, even though you really don’t. Why should that matter? “But he’s sweet and charming–”
Beomgyu groans, cutting you off. “Please. Anyone but Yeonjun.” 
“Beomgyu—”
“Please.” 
You roll your eyes. “Fine.”
You don’t know why it matters so much to him but you honestly don’t care. It’s not like you have your eyes on Yeonjun or anyone else but Beomgyu. You’re hopeless anyway. 
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You and Beomgyu have easily settled back into your old routine, pre-hooking up. Like right now,  you’re cuddled up on his bed watching a movie as if nothing had ever happened–as if you’ve never touched him–as if just the feeling of his body wrapped around yours isn’t scorching your skin. 
“I can’t believe we’re watching this stupid movie again.” You groan, shoveling popcorn into your mouth. 
“Hey! I’ll have you know that Top Gun is one of the greatest pieces of cinema ever made.” He defends his favorite movie fiercely. 
“The greatest bore ever made you mean.” You grumble and he kicks your leg. “Shut up. I don’t insult your stupid horror movies when you make me watch them.” 
“You just did!” You retort, and he scoffs. “Well they’re stupid.” 
“Whatever. We’re watching The Shining after this.” 
“No we’re not!” He protests heatedly, and you answer back just as passionately. “Why not? We agreed we would watch one movie horribly picked by you, and another very superiorly picked by me.” 
He looks down at his hands, mumbling quietly. “You know those twins freak me out. I won’t be able to sleep for a week if we watch that.” 
“Aw, Beommie.” You coo, propping a finger under his chin to make him look up at you. “Well tough luck, wuss. We’re watching it.” 
“I hate you.” He whines, burying his face into your neck. 
Yup, all back to normal. You don’t want to cry because just the light brush of his breath against your skin sends your nervous system into overdrive. Nope. You’re all good. Just two friends watching a terrible movie. 
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For a guy who just said he’s so afraid of The Shining, he won’t be able to sleep, he sure is sleeping very soundly right now. 
You glare down at him. He made you sit all through that stupid movie and he’s knocked out half-way through yours. You’d wake him up and give him a severe talking to if you weren’t so incredibly, wonderfully comfortable right now. You feel so warm and toasty with his long body wrapped around you like this, and the view you have–his face resting against your chest so close you can count his eyelashes… it was heaven for you. You suppose you’ll let him sleep for a bit more. 
Maybe you should get some shut-eye too. You’ve been so tired staying up all night studying for the test you took earlier this morning that you can’t help dozing off yourself, his embrace more comfortable than a bed of clouds to you. 
You were feeling so fucking peaceful, the weight of sleep helping to push down all your negative feelings that you don’t even pay much attention to Beomgyu’s repeated movements at first, just chalking them up to him shifting around to try to get comfortable like you. 
Sure, it was taking longer than was reasonable and he was pressing himself closer and closer to you each time, but it’s not like you were going to complain. The closer to Beomgyu, the better, right? It’s only when you feel something hard pushing up against your thigh that you realize what exactly is happening. 
"Beommie, what are you doing?" You mutter sleepily. 
He goes rigid and it takes him a while to respond. "...nothing."
You would have let it go if you didn’t still feel his hard cock against you. “Oh, really?” You challenge, moving your thigh up against him, ripping a deep groan from his throat. “Then what is this?” 
“Okay, okay, I really missed you.” He groans, wrapping his entire body around you. “And you just felt too good against me.” 
You scoff. “Have you no self control?” You ask even as you move your thigh against his cock. 
“No.” He admits, full on humping you. “Just need you.” 
“Beomgyu…” You pretend to hesitate, not wanting to let him off the hook quite so easily, not wanting him to see how much you need him too.
“Please, baby.” He begs, voice even deeper with sleep and all husky. That was your undoing. 
“Fine. You can keep going, fuck me.” You ‘finally’ relent, but the spoiled brat isn’t content with that. He tries to pull your shorts down. “Can I actually fuck you?” 
“No! I meant you can fuck my thigh.” You clarify, silencing his emerging protests with your finger in his mouth. “It’s bad enough that I’m letting you hump me like a rabid dog. You don’t get more.” 
“But this is so humiliating.” He whines through your finger before burying his face against your shoulder as he continues to vigorously dry hump you, miming fucking you the best he can. 
"I've seen you hump your body pillow before– More times than I would have liked– This is an upgrade for you, you pervert."
"You're so mean." He whines again and you snort. "I'm helping get your virgin ass off. How am I mean?"
“You’re just so mean.” He cries, grinding fervently against you. 
“And you’ve gone brain-dead again.” You laugh, “Come on, baby. Just focus on getting off. You’re almost there aren’t you?” 
“Yeah.” 
“Then come on. I want to feel you cumming against my thigh. It would be really fucking sexy.” You drawl, pulling his head back so he can look at you. 
“Y-yeah?” 
“Yeah.” You trace a finger over his perfect lips, resisting the urge to kiss them. Fuck, now that you’ve had a taste, it’s like you’ve developed a craving to them. This is why you should have never let him kiss you. “You’re so pretty, wanna see you lose control.” 
“Okay–okay… if you want it.” He stares at you deeply, and you nod.  
“I really do.” You murmur, “Want you to cum all over yourself for me.” 
“You’re so fucking dirty.” He growls, pushing your legs open and pressing himself between your them so he’s humping your pussy instead of your thigh. 
“Hey! Bad boy!” You screech, stuttering when his cock brushes against your clit. Your hand goes out to grab him by the hair. “Bad b-boy.” 
“Please, please, don’t make me let go.” He pants, his hips driving into yours roughly. “I’m almost there. Gonna cum for you, pretty.” 
You hesitate at the nickname, loosening your grip. 
"No, pull my hair harder. I like it when you’re rough with me."
"Now who's the dirty one?" 
"I can't help it." He sucks in a sharp breath, "You drive me crazy." 
Well, that makes two of you.
"Fuck, Beommie." You gasp, pulling on his hair and making him lose it. The way his cock is grinding against your clit making you reach the edge yourself. If he keeps this up, you might actually…
"Oh god, yes, yes, fuck!' He shudders and can tell by the warmth soaking his pants and the way he presses his hips snug against yours that he had orgasmed. 
Oh well, so much for that. 
"Did… did you cum?" He asks once he had caught his breath a bit. 
"No." You admit awkwardly, a little breathless yourself, and he looks disappointed. "It's okay, I'll take care of it."
"But I wanna do it." He whines. “Let me.” 
"No, Beomgyu." You refuse to let him feel how wet you are right now. He can’t know how much you want him. You can’t let him touch you because if he did, you don’t know if you would ever get enough.
"Why not?” He huffs, annoyed. “Why don't you want me to touch you? Do you find me so repulsive?"
"Don't be ridiculous.” You grit out. How very Beomgyu to be this oblivious. “You’re very handsome.” 
"You clearly don't think so. Otherwise you wouldn't freak out every time I try to touch you." He snaps, “Listen, I know I’m no Yeonjun, but you don’t have to make me feel so hideous.” 
“This has nothing to do with Yeonjun or you, you ass.” You lie through your teeth. "I'm just not ready to let anyone touch me yet, okay? Unlike you I’m not just looking to get my rocks off. This actually means something to me.”
“So it’s okay to meaninglessly get someone off but it’s not okay to let them get you off too?” He calls you out on your flawed logic.
“Yes.” You double down anyway, and he opens his mouth to argue but you beat him to it, realizing you need to end this discussion before you say something stupid. “See? This is exactly why I didn’t want us to hook up again. Maybe we should–”
“No, no! Fine, I’ll back off.” He puts his hands up in the air, literally backing off. “I won’t try to touch you or kiss you or do anything to you anymore. Only you can do what you want.”
“Beomgyu–”
“Please! I really don’t want this to end. It feels good being with you.” He pleads. God, he has no idea what he’s doing to you. It’s unfair that he has this much effect on you and he doesn’t even know it. 
You really shouldn’t say yes. This is only going to end in disaster, if you say yes. 
“Fine.” 
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“I can’t do this. I can’t. I’m just going to go home.” Beomgyu exclaims, freaking out in his small dressing room. He and his band have been invited to play at one of the most popular spots in town. It’s a huge opportunity for them, and so naturally it comes with a great deal of pressure, which Beomgyu is definitely feeling. 
“No! You can’t!” You intercept him, holding onto him tightly so he won’t escape. “You’ve been waiting for an opportunity like this for years! You can’t just go.” 
“But I am freaking out. I am going to make a fool of myself if I go on that stage. I know I will.” He cries, looking at you with pure panic in his eyes that is actually contagious. But you fight to keep in control of yourself. You have to be the rational one for him. 
“You are going to do great–”
“You don’t know that. They will hate me. They’re boo me. Oh, god, they’re going to throw things at me. I have to go. I have to–” 
You grab his face and kiss him, shutting him up, and even though this time you’re prepared for the kiss, the feel of his lips still takes you off guard. There is nothing in the world that could prepare you for the electricity you feel whenever your lips touch, and this time when you hold onto him, it’s to keep yourself from falling to the ground.
“You won’t.” You tell him once you bring yourself to pull away from the kiss. Or once you run out of oxygen that is. “You’re the most talented musician I know. I know you’re freaking out right now but once you’re out there, you’re going to put on the greatest show those people have ever seen. I know you will, because you’re that good!” 
“You kissed me.” He mumbles, confused. 
“Well, you wouldn’t shut up.” You mutter nervously. 
“Right.” He clears his throat, and it’s silent for a few seconds before he looks at you shyly. “You really think I’m the most talented musician, you know?” 
“I know you are.” You say truthfully. 
“Even more than Yeonjun?” He asks and you roll your eyes. “Even more than Yeonjun.”
He grins widely, triumphant. “Okay. I will go out there and show those fuckers how it’s done.” He says confidently, taking a step towards the stage before he quickly doubles back. “But before I go… another kiss for good luck?”
Oh god, you’re being put through hell and you have no one to blame but yourself. 
“Don’t get used to this.” You roll your eyes, pulling him into another kiss. 
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Beomgyu does amazing. Maybe it’s the stage lights, maybe it’s the sway of the music, maybe it’s the energy of the crowd, maybe it’s how happy he looks up there–but you’ve never been so in love with him. And so proud, and so amazed, and so bewitched. 
And it seems everyone around you thinks the same. The crowd absolutely went wild for him and his band. They cheered loudly after every song. They hooted and clapped whenever one of the boys interacted with them. They enthusiastically answered their questions and followed their requests. It all went so well, you just know this gig has secured them many more in the future, and you like to think that you helped in your own way, by keeping the lead guitarist from running away before the concert. 
Said guitarist grabs you and hauls you off the ground in a suffocating hug as soon as he sees you backstage. “Did you see that? Did you hear how loudly they cheered for us?” 
“So loudly I think one of my eardrums has ruptured actually.” You laugh, making a show of pulling at your ear. “You guys did so amazing, Beommie! The band absolutely blew everyone away!”
“Who cares about the band? I rocked!” He shakes you excitedly. 
“Yes, you did.” You easily give in to him fishing for compliments. He deserves it. “You were the star of the show. I heard so many people around me–”
“Oh my god.” Beomgyu gasps, staring at something behind you. 
“What?”
“It’s Haeun.”
You look back to see the devil herself. “Oh.” 
“Beommie!” She greets him enthusiastically, coming over. Beommie? That’s your nickname for him. You’re the only one who calls him that!
“You did really well.” She enthuses, making him puff his chest out like a goddamn rooster. “Y-you l-liked it?” 
“Of course, I did. I always knew you’re so talented.” 
You can’t help the snort that escapes you, and they both look at you, Beomgyu mortified and Haeun unimpressed. “Sorry, something was stuck in my throat.” You mutter, wishing the ground would swallow you up right about now.  
“Anyways,” She rolls her eyes at you then pins him with a flirty look so thick you think you could actually suffocate on it “What I was saying is that you looked really good up there.”
He gulps, “Yeah?”
“Yeah.” She coos, stepping closer to him and running her hand down his arm through his sleeveless shirt until she reaches his hand and pulls it up, playing with his fingers. “You really know how to finger those strings, huh? I wonder if the guitar is the only thing you can play?”
Once again, you can’t keep in the noise of disgust that came from deep within you, but this time neither Beomgyu nor her pay any attention to you. 
“Uh—well—I–” He stutters dumbly. Typical.
“Why don’t you and the band come to the party I am hosting Friday? Maybe you can show me those moves up close?” She winks at him. 
“Hell y-yeah. I’ll be there.” He chokes out and she smiles widely. “Great. See you then.” She leans in to press a kiss to his cheek and you almost reach out to scratch her eyes out but you contain yourself. 
She gives you one last snobby look before throwing her hair back and walking off. Beomgyu stares after her, dazed. "Am I crazy or did she just flirt with me?" 
“Come on, Beomgyu, apes are more subtle than her.” You grumble, the fire of jealousy consuming your insides. “Anyways, you know she’s only doing this because you’re becoming successful, right? She always treated you as a loser before, never giving you the time of day, but now suddenly that you gain a shred of popularity, she starts liking you?" 
"Oh." He pauses for a second, and you reach out to pat his back, wishing to comfort him, when he breaks into a huge grin. “So what you’re saying is that I’m popular and she likes me? Awesome!” 
“Ugh.” You storm away, followed behind by a confused Beomgyu.
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“Since I did really well today, don’t I deserve a reward?” Beomgyu grabs you as soon as you’re back at your apartment, pulling you flush against him and trying to kiss you.
Now, you would have loved to give in. That kiss you shared earlier still tingles at your lips, but not after what he did. The nerve of him after slobbering all over another woman in front of you!
“Wait until the party, maybe she’ll give you your reward.” You push him away, disgusted at the thought of it. But Beomgyu continues proving to you why he easily wins the title of least aware person in the entire universe. “But I want my reward now.” 
“God, Beomgyu, you really know how to turn a girl on.” You growl, shoving him out of your way. “Go to sleep.” 
"What's your problem?" You hear him ask before you slam the door shut. 
You rip your clothes off–band merch you wore to support the idiot–and put on a long shirt. Which as soon as you settle under the covers, you discover actually belongs to him, his scent all over it and drowning you in unwanted feelings. 
You don’t care that she came on to him. You don’t care that she invited him to her party. You don’t care that he’ll probably go and she’ll make a move on him and he’ll fall deeper in love with her and she’ll have him all wrapped around her finger and–
Okay, you care. You care too much. You can’t handle the thought of it any longer, but you can’t reveal your real feelings. It will be the end of you. No, you have to bottle it all down. 
‘You can’t let it show.’ You think to yourself as you curl into a ball, shutting out the outside world and even your own memories, trying to just be claimed by sleep. 
But the world isn’t that fair, and through your curled form you can hear the sound of Beomgyu moaning out. You can’t quite hear what he’s saying but you’ve heard him enough times to know exactly what he’s doing. 
You bet he’s thinking of her. You bet he’s imagining fingering her. You can’t allow that. Not while you’re lying here breaking over him.
You throw the covers off you and storm to his room, bursting the door open. 
“Hey!” He cries out, trying to cover his junk. 
You roll your eyes. “It’s just me. No need to freak out.” 
“What are you doing here?”
“I heard you from my room.” You say plainly. “You weren't exactly subtle. Now let me see.”
“But I thought you–”
“Do you want it or not?”
He only hesitates for a second, the whore, before he throws the blanket away.  You roll your eyes, getting onto the bed and grabbing his dick, pumping it in your hand. He immediately flops back, relaxing into your touch. “Oh god, I needed this.”
"Yeah? Got all horny from the way everyone was eyeing you up? You know you really gave Yeonjun a run for his money with how slutty you were acting." You mutter bitterly. Yes, you enjoyed the show, but it wasn’t only Haeun eyeing him up. 
Beomgyu glares at you. "Can we not talk about him while you're fisting my cock?" 
“Whatever.” You brush him off, focused on something else right now. "So, thinking of fucking any of your new fans?"
“Hmmm.” He mumbles, and you can see from the way his eyes have gone all glazed that he’s not paying attention. “You. I really wanna fuck you.” He thrusts into your hand, whining. 
"You wish." 
"I really do." He breathes out, and your own breath stutters. Man, this is dangerous but you can’t stop. You speed up your movement, making Beomgyu wince. 
“Wait, dry, dry, hurts.” Beomgyu whines at the chafing feeling, and you almost feel bad for him if it weren’t for his next words. “Why don’t you put it in your mouth to get it wet?” 
You snort, seeing right through him. “You’re not slick, gyu.”
“But it really is dry.” He pouts, making a show of expressing his pain as you continue to jerk him off, and you sigh, removing your hand. “Where is your lube?” 
“In your mouth.” He replies like a smartass and you pin him down with a glare. “I can always stop, you know?”
“Okay, okay, it’s in the drawer.” He gives up, pointing to his bedside cabinet, and you quickly look away from his adorable pout, knowing if you look at it too long you’d just give him everything he wants. 
“What the fuck is this?” You pause in your tracks once you open up the drawer.
“What?” He asks, a confused look on his face that quickly turns to horror once he sees what you’ve fished out of the drawer. 
You hold up a fleshlight and a pair of panties silently, waiting for him to explain. Panties that you know too well, your own fucking panties in fact. 
“I can explain.”
“Yes, please. Explain to me how you’re such a massive pervert who steals his best friend’s panties so he can jerk off with them.” 
“You’re not just my best friend.” He protests lamely and your stupid heart swells up against your best efforts, only for him to smash it to pieces again. “We mess around and you get me so horny, I can't help but imagine what you'd feel like. But I know you don't want that so I had to get creative."
Well, it’s still a compliment, right? He’s jerking off with your panties, not hers. Then again, you’re his roommate and he has easier access to your underwear. 
You throw the items at him. “Show me what you do with them.”
"But I don't wanna… I want you." He whimpers, leaning towards you and trying to kiss you. 
"Tough luck.” You hiss, pushing him away. “I want to see." 
He groans, grabbing the lube and squirting a generous amount onto the toy before pushing it in with his fingers… in and out, in and out. 
Okay, that bitch may have had a point about his fingers. 
"Get to it already." You snap, mouth dry. 
"I'm just getting it ready, sheesh." He mutters, finally lining the toy up with his cock before moving it down his length. 
"Oh…" He sighs, head falling back as the toy takes his cock. 
"Feels good?" You whisper, and he nods, pulling the toy off with a wet sound, taking a second to catch his breath before pushing it down again. 
"God, you're pathetic." You mutter, more to yourself than to him. You're so fucking turned on right now, you’re sure you’re more wet than that fucking toy. "Fucking a plastic pussy because you can't get laid?"
"You wanna volunteer to f-fuck me instead?" He grits out but it sounds more like a moan with how much he's struggling to not succumb to the pleasure. 
“Is that what you think about when you're fucking yourself?" You ask and he hesitates, the toy slipping off his cock. 
God, his cock looked so good–so hard and glistening and thick. You wanna throw that stupid toy away and take him instead… but you can't. So you grab the hand he has holding the toy and make him move it to his cock again. 
He gasps as you push it back down. “Ah…y-yeah. Think about fucking you all the time.” 
It takes everything in you not to put your hand between your legs and rub yourself off right now. “And what do you do with the panties?” 
He freezes, a deep blush dusting his cheeks. “I don’t wanna say.” 
Now that just makes you want to know all the more. “You know I can always leave?” You threaten and he groans, his hips bucking into the toy. “Stop saying that. It’s not fair.” 
“Show me.” You insist and he whimpers, not looking at you as he grabs the panties with his free hand and pulls them towards his face, taking a whiff off them. 
“Oh my god, you freak.” You gasp, your thighs pressing together at the obscene sight. 
“No, please–”
“I didn't say you could stop.” You snap when he drops his hand and stops fucking his fleshlight. 
He whimpers, bringing the cloth back to his face, his tongue peeking out to lick against the fabric. 
“Fuck, you’re disgusting.” 
He whines again, shaking his head. “Just wanna taste you.” 
You cock your head to the side curiously. “You wanna taste me?”
“Uh-huh.” He nods dumbly, his eyes almost rolling to the back of his head at the thought of it. Well, who are you to deny him something he wants this badly?
You put your hand down your shorts, nearly making him choke as he watches you rub your soaking pussy a little bit to coat your fingers before bringing them out and holding them for him to see. You spread your fingers apart, showing him the strings of arousal between them. “You want this?” 
He drops the panties and sticks his tongue out like a dog begging for a treat, his hips never ceasing their rutting into his toy, the sticky sound of his cock pushing in and out ringing against your ears.  “Please…please…” 
“Okay, quit drooling.” You mutter in disgust at the saliva falling onto the sheets below, and move your hand towards him. As soon as your fingers are within reach, he takes them fully into his touch, moaning out at the taste. 
He sucks them off, his tongue licking up any juices in between your fingers until there is none left. Then he pants, “More…sit on my face.” 
You pull your hand away, your pussy quivering at the thought but you don’t let it show. “No way. You don’t deserve it.” 
“Why not? I’ve been good. Haven’t I been good?” 
‘Not when you’re thirsting over her.’ You think to yourself bitterly. 
“Please.” 
“I said no.” You shut him down, but that doesn’t mean you can’t have some fun of your own.  Finally giving into the temptation, you slip a hand into your shorts as you watch him continue to fuck his toy.
Beomgyu groans out loud. “Oh, come on. Now you’re just teasing me.” 
“How am I teasing you?” You grin, rubbing your clit as you watch him lose it over you. Yeah, this is why you continue to do this. This will be your undoing. 
“You know how much I wanna touch you. Just come on up and sit on my face.”
“No.” 
“Please. I can make you feel better than your fingers can. Just give me a chance.” 
“Oh please, you’re a virgin, Beomgyu. I know you have no experience. I’m better off fucking myself.” You laugh at him. 
“Yes, I do. Look at this.” He leans forward, pressing his fleshlight against the bed and fucking into it. 
“Is that how you imagine fucking me?” 
“Yeah–you always take it so well.” 
Fuck, he really knows how to get you going. 
You shake your head. “Well I’m not a plastic toy for you to hammer your dick into. I need to feel pleasure too.”
“Then teach me.” He cries out desperately. “You can make me do whatever you want. I won’t say no.” 
“Are you whoring yourself out to me?” 
“Yes. I’m your whore.” He agrees, his dick thrusting wildly into his toy, and you in turn pushing your fingers into yourself and matching his pace, pretending he’s fucking you. “Just please do something. I’m going to burst.” 
“But I want you to burst, baby.” You lean closer to him, brushing your nose against his. “I like how pathetic you look cumming on yourself or in a pocket pussy. You’re such a fucking loser.” 
He’s nearly gasping at this point. “Come on, please. Wouldn’t having my cock inside you feel so much better than your fingers? Just pin me down and use me the way you like. I don’t mind.” 
He’s driving you fucking crazy. You’re one second away from breaking. And maybe you would have, if he hadn’t kept talking. 
“Just need to feel a real pussy.” 
How does he always do this? He always ruins it for himself, always reminds you that you’re just a pair of tits and a warm pussy for him. Not who he really wants, just what’s available. 
You sigh heavily, taking your fingers away from your pussy. “I’m getting bored. If you don’t blow your load now, then you can do it by yourself.” 
“No, no. I can do it. I’m a good boy.”
“Yeah? Are you a good, pretty slut who cums on command?” You mock him, but he doesn’t care. He wants it too bad. 
“Yeah. Just–just give me a kiss.” He pleads, and seeing your face, he quickly adds. “Just a kiss and I’ll empty my balls out for you.” 
Well, it’s not like this would be the most egregious mistake you’ve ever made. You’ve already kissed him. Might as well get this over with and go back to your bed so you can wallow in how you’re nothing but a warm body to him. 
“Fine.” You press your lips against his and he immediately opens his mouth, his tongue licking your lips, trying to push inside. You let him, wrapping your lips around his tongue and sucking on it before brushing against it with your own tongue. Meanwhile, you sneak your hand between you, taking control of the fleshlight and pumping it rapidly over his sensitive cock, not even giving him a chance.
“Do it then. Now.” You demand, your lips still connected together with a thick string of saliva. “Oh god, oh my god, cumming, cumming baby.” 
He kisses you again, muffling the noises of his climax against your mouth, and you take every bit of it like you can never get enough. 
But eventually he pulls back, his high over and not needing you anymore. 
“God, that was crazy.” He says at last. 
“Yeah. Learned a lot about you and what you like to do behind closed doors.” You mutter, and his eyes widen. 
“Listen, it’s not–”
“It’s not what I think, I know. You’re just a pervert who needed some help getting off. I get it. But next time you take one of my panties, I’m breaking your arms.” 
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A/N: well I think there is one more chapter or at most two left of this series. kind of a short one. what are we thinking so far? always open to hear ideas. i just thought of an ending but i'd love to hear from you guys. maybe i'll be inspired
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dearlyjun · 7 months
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— just a neighbor 𖤐 huening kai
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summary: your neighbor across the hall consoles you after a breakup, and after that you can’t stop fucking him.
pairing: hotneighbor!kai x afab!reader
genre: smut (18+ readers only!)
word count: 2.7k
warnings: making out/nasty kissing, discussing kai’s dick out in the open, throat grabbing, semi public sex, fingering in an elevator, multiple orgasms, biting, nipple play, clitoral stimulation, unprotected sex, use of birth control is mentioned, multiple positions, lots of whining, moaning, reader is wearing a skirt, kai has a big dick, there’s a cumshot and ummm think that’s it??
authors note: here she isssss! the kai smut I’ve been talking about. the beginning is kind of bad in my opinion idk what was going on but I promise the smut is smutting and kai is so hot in this if I do say so myself hanwvahbavbs enjoy bye!!
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ding.
The elevator doors opened up, allowing you to step inside. A man that was probably a few years older than you greeted you and asked what floor you were going up to. You responded with 6, and stood over to the opposite corner as him.
You looked at your phone to pass the time, until the elevator stopped again and the man got off.
The elevator suddenly was going back to the main floor, making you annoyed because that wasn’t where you intended to go. It stopped, allowing the doors to open. Your neighbor across the hall from you stepped inside, standing against the wall across from you. You knew him fairly well, he was there to console you after a breakup with well – his dick. You both have been hooking up ever since.
He looked like he had just came home from work. He was dressed in a button up shirt that accented his muscular chest and broad shoulders almost too well, and some fitted dress pants complete with a belt.
You both made eye contact with each other, and the elevator doors closed.
Suddenly before you could even say anything to him, he shoved you against the wall of the elevator, kissing you roughly.
You grabbed onto his forearm as his hand gripped your jaw, then he began kissing your neck.
“Kai, fuck.” You whined as he surely left marks on your skin. “What are you doing?”
“I’m sorry I didn’t come over after work yesterday.” He was so close you could feel his hot breath on your neck. “I got home so late.”
You pouted. “I know, I was so excited.” You moved your hands along his broad chest and shoulders. “On my lunch break I couldn’t stop thinking about your cock.”
Kai clenched his jaw.
“But you know…” you continued. “Since you never came over, I had to satisfy myself on my own.”
“Fuck.” Kai muttered under his breath, kissing you again. “And you didn’t even call me.”
“I didn’t want to bother you.” You looked up at him. “But I’ll have you know, it wasn’t the same.”
“I was alone.” Kai spoke between kissing you, making his way from your lips down to your jaw and your neck. “You know I love the pretty sounds you make.”
You hummed when his lips were against that spot behind your ear.
“Do you have plans tonight?” His teeth scraped your skin as he talked.
You whimpered quietly, placing your hand against his chest as you tried to nudge him away so that you could talk.
“I mean…” you tried to find the words as he was so close to you. “I had plans to grab drinks with my girlfriends.”
Kai exhaled, bringing his thumb to your bottom lip, pulling it down. “I think…” his voice was breathy.
“You have plans with me now.”
You smirked, clearly liking where this was going. “Oh, yeah?”
“Yeah.” Kai kissed you again. “Call and cancel if you have to.”
He paused, glancing down at you. “That’s a cute skirt by the way.”
“You like it?” One of your hands slid over to his bicep, and you could have whimpered at how firm it felt.
“Yeah, I think it’d look nice on my bedroom floor, don’t you think?” Kai spoke, making you nearly gasp before his lips crashed with yours again.
Kai moaned against your mouth, before snaking one of his hands between your legs. You knew where this was going, hiking up one of your legs onto the metal guard rail that was in the elevator.
One of your hands held onto the rail, while the other held onto him as you tried not to lose your footing.
Kai briefly pulled away from the kiss, but his face was still close to yours as he pulled the fabric of your underwear away from your core. You had no idea you were so wet until you felt how easily he slipped his middle and ring finger inside of you.
“Oh my god, fuck.” Kai swore under his breath, trying to maintain his composure.
In an attempt to be quiet, you quickly covered your mouth; letting go of Kai’s arm to hold yourself up.
Kai quickly pulled your hand away. “Nope. Wanna hear you.”
You grabbed onto his shoulder; practically digging your nails into him.
“Fuck. Feels so good.” You whined, leaning your head against the wall.
“Yeah.” Kai’s voice was breathy, his face probably a mere inch away from yours. “Tell me.”
You let go of his shoulder, and attempted to pull his body closer to yours; wanting to feel him against you. Kai kissed you again, but his rhythm with his fingers never faltered. He slipped a third finger into your core, making you moan into his mouth; giving the perfect opportunity to tongue kiss you.
You felt him change his positioning of his fingers, now trying to hit upwards, finding your sweet spot.
It was only a matter of seconds before he found it, hitting it repeatedly and making you slightly lose your balance.
“Fuck.” You whined as you buried your face into his neck; still holding onto him.
“Yeah, you’re gonna cum.” Kai spoke to you; his voice oddly steady. “But I want you to look at me.”
“I can’t.” Your voice was almost a sob.
He sighed, feeling your walls clenching his fingers. “Yes, you can. Or I’ll stop.”
He couldn’t stop. Not right now when you were so close to your high.
You looked up at him, subtle tears forming. “No, no. Kai, please.”
Kai smirked at you. “Good girl, you look so pretty.”
He pulled his fingers out of you; pressing firm against your clit. He moved his fingertips against it in quick motions, then it was over.
“Fuck!” You cried out, leaning your head against the wall of the elevator; hoping that nobody could possibly hear you. Your walls clenched around nothing as your legs threatened to give out beneath you.
Kai watched your expressions, biting his lip as you started to whine from the overstimulation; he finally pulled his fingers away from you.
You were panting, feeling like you’ve been fucking four hours already.
“You’ve got a long night with me, pretty.” Kai spoke before leaning down to kiss you softly. “I hope you’re not fucked out just yet.”
“No, never.” You answered, starting to adjust your clothing. Kai helped you a few seconds later.
The elevator stopped, making you both look at each other.
“Do I look okay?” You asked him, speaking quietly.
“Yeah, you look normal.” Kai answered. “Walk behind me.”
The doors opened, and there were people. Only a few. The both of you tried not to make eye contact with anyone. You walked down the hall behind Kai to his apartment door, he unlocked it, then let you walk in ahead of him.
Once inside, Kai shut the door.
Suddenly your back was shoved against it, making you whimper. Kai’s mouth was on yours again in a bruising kiss.
“I hope that wasn’t obvious.” Kai spoke between kissing you. “That I’m bringing you here to fuck you all night.”
He started kissing down your jaw, and behind your ear; making you moan. You moved your hands to his hair. “I don’t think so.”
“Sweetheart, no one is that stupid.” Kai chuckled, lightly sucking and nibbling at your skin.
“Agh, fuck.” You whined as he most definitely was leaving marks on you.
“I want you out of these clothes.” He practically growled in your ear.
You could easily say the same thing for him.
“Can we go to your bedroom?” You asked him, feeling Kai’s hand slip up your inner thigh.
“Sweetheart, you don’t have to ask.” Kai answered, kissing you on the lips. His use of the pet name made your heart flutter. “Let’s go.”
Once in the bedroom, you kicked off your shoes, and Kai immediately pulled down your skirt after you pulled your shirt over your head. You could tell by the look on his face that he was surprised by the fact that you weren’t wearing a bra.
You sat onto his bed, while Kai was now in front of you. You started unbuttoning his shirt as he brought his hand underneath your chin, swiping your bottom lip with his thumb.
You looked up at him, taking his thumb into your mouth and sucking on it like you would his cock. Kai sucked in a breath, before he had to pull away from you to take his shirt off completely.
“Fuck.” He swore. “Look at me like that and I’ll ruin you.”
“Maybe I want you to.” You got to work undoing his belt. “You bailed on me last night. I could use a good fuck.”
You threw his belt to the ground.
Kai took over, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. He lowered them slightly, his large bulge very prominent that you couldn’t take your eyes off of it.
“You sure about that?” He lifted your chin to look up at him, strands his dark hair somewhat in his face. “I think the neighbors may hear you, or you don’t care?”
You’re pretty sure the neighbors knew what was going on between you two, but they pretended not to.
“I don’t know if I care.” You palmed him through his pants, earning a low, throaty groan from him.
“I don’t think you ever did.” Kai kissed you again, his hands roaming your body. One of his hands slipped inside of your underwear, rubbing your clit again and making you yelp due to the sensitivity still.
You were laying on the bed now; Kai hovering over you.
He smirked against your mouth. “So sensitive for me still.”
“Kai, I want you to fuck me.” Your voice was whiny.
“Oh?” Kai challenged. “We don’t say please anymore?”
He pushed his middle and ring finger past your folds, pressing you walls hard this time.
You were whining, squirming underneath him.
He leaned down by your ear. “Or I can just see how many times I can make you cum without fucking you.”
That was not fair. At all.
He angled his hand so that he could rub your clit at the same time. You knew that would send you overboard.
“Be good for me.” Kai muttered, sloppily kissing down your neck and to your chest. “Wanna hear you say it.”
“Fuck…” You let out a whine, your legs already starting to shake as he was finger fucking you now.
You knew how Kai worked. If you didn’t actually say please; he wasn’t going to do anything, and nothing was going to help the ache between your legs like his cock was.
“Not quite there, princess.” Kai spoke, before making his way to your right nipple, swirling his tongue around it, and sucking and biting lightly.
“Fuck, Kai.” You nearly yelped, squirming underneath him. “Please, please, please. Fuck me, do whatever you want to me.”
Kai pulled away, smirking. “There it is.” He pulled your underwear down, with the help of you lifting your hips to completely pull them off.
He got up, pulling off his pants completely and kicking them to the side on the floor. Then he lowered his underwear, making you suck in a breath at the sheer size of him. Something you never seemed to get accustomed to.
Kai kneeled in front of you on your back, his hands holding your thighs apart. “Are you still on–“ He didn’t get to finish his sentence.
“The pill?” You questioned. “Yes.”
“Okay. Fuck.” He swore. “Look how wet you are.” He gripped the base of his cock, gliding the tip through your soaked folds; tapping it against your clit.
“Fuck, Kai put it in.” You whimpered. “I know you’re big, but I can take it.”
“Shhhh.” He hushed you, finally pushing himself into you; but he wasn’t going in all of the way.
“Oh, fuck.” You moaned, grabbing onto his arms. “Fuck, you feel so good.”
“Fuck.” Kai swore, watching himself bottom out inside of you. “That’s so hot.”
You let out a whine, nodding slightly as you couldn’t completely see what he was looking at.
He was already starting to fuck into you kind of hard; one of his thrusts in particular had pushed you further up on the bed.
“Kai.” You suddenly cried out his name, one of your hands grabbing onto his bed sheets.
“Yeah, say my name.” Kai spoke. “It’s me that fucks you this good.”
“Only you.” You ran your fingers through his hair. “Fuck! You’ll make me cum.”
“That’s the whole point isn’t it, princess?” Kai teased you, beginning to toy with your now over sensitive clit.
Your walls clenched around him, making him moan. Kai didn’t pull away from you, forming a rhythm of playing with your clit and starting to fuck into you harder.
Your legs started to shake, and your stomach tightened. You let out a sob of a moan, grabbing onto one of Kai’s arms.
“Fuck you got tight.” Kai grunted. “Let it go, cum all over my cock.”
That was all it took before you broke, crying out his name, covering your face to try to be quiet, all while your body shook underneath Kai who kept fucking you as you rode your high.
“So good for me.” Kai leaned down over your body, kissing your neck, jaw and chest. “You want me to cum in you, baby?”
You pulled him closer to you — or at least tried to. “Please…” you pouted. Kai rarely finished inside of you, even though you were on birth control.
“Fuck…” He swore, smiling. “Why did I ask when I can’t say no. Get on your hands and knees.”
Kai pulled away from you, allowing you to change positions. You moaned when he finally put his cock back inside of you as it felt slightly deeper.
Kai gripped your hips, fucking you harder than before. “Fuck, you feel that?”
“Fuck.” You whimpered, feeling so fucked out but so desperate for more. “So good. Don’t stop.”
He pushed you further down for you to arch your back more.
“Fuck!” You couldn’t comprehend saying anything else as he was slamming into you again. “Kai…fuck.”
You kept whimpering and moaning, trying to muffle your noise in one of his pillows. Kai noticed and immediately leaned over you and ripped it away from you; throwing it to the floor.
“No, no, no.” His voice was breathy. “I don’t give a fuck if the neighbor hears you.”
You thought back to one time when you went over to Kai’s apartment across the hall at 2 in the morning because you couldn’t sleep. It ended in a noise complaint from one of the neighbors on either side, complaining about hearing “loud crying” late at night.
Well, now it was nearly the middle of the day; only about half past 6. Your next moan came out as a sob, there was no way that Kai was going to pull another orgasm from you. You were losing count and already had no idea how he was lasting so long.
“Fuck.” Kai pulled you from your thoughts with a deep groan as he threw his head back. “I’m gonna fucking cum.”
You bit your lip as his thrusts suddenly became erratic; slamming into you at somewhat of an uneven rhythm before spilling himself inside of you and letting out the hottest moan that has probably ever come out of his mouth.
“Fuck. That’s so much.” You didn’t even move, but you know he had made a mess out of you.
Kai finally pulled out of you, and you winced at the feeling of some of his cum dripping out of you. Until you gasped when you felt two of his fingers fucking it back into you.
“Look so pretty like this. All mine.” You couldn’t see him but you knew he was admiring your fucked out state. “I should do this more often.”
You turned over onto your back; Kai hovering over you.
“Such a mess.” You joked, smirking as you ran your fingers through his hair before he leaned down to kiss you.
“I can run you a shower.” Kai spoke in between kissing you. “Besides, I’m not finished with you just yet.”
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luvh4nji · 8 months
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𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐗 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 + 𝐂𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆
warning: afab!reader, a little size kink in soobs, taehyun's refers to reader as "girl", a little bulge kink with yeonjun's
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yeonjun ; he likes to stay in you after fucking, keeping his dick nice and warm and wet in your cunny while you come down from your highs. he tells you it's because he wants to keep you all filled up with cum, make sure you don't waste a drop. he loves to listen to you mumble about how full you feel and deep he is while he presses sloppy, open-mouthed kisses to the skin of your neck.
"yeah, baby, 'm right here." he says, sticking a hand between your bodies to press against the slight bulge in your tummy. "take me so well, babydoll." and he'd smile against your skin when all you can do is whimper and whine for him. "i know, honey, i know. 'm fillin' you up so good, makin' your brain all fuzzy. that's okay, angel, i can do the thinkin' for you."
soobin ; he loves it. he thinks it's so sweet when you bring it up to him, he loves the feeling of being close to you, getting to hold you and be inside you and have that comfort. he's the type to lay down and have you lay down on top of him, your head resting on his chest or in his neck, his hands running up and down your back, pulling you closer, always closer. and he loves when you fall asleep on him, he loves that he can provide that safety and comfort for you.
"getting sleepy, love?" he'd ask when he notices your breathing getting deeper and your blinks becoming slower. he'd bring one hand to your head, petting your hair and smoothing it away from your faze so he could see you better, smiling to himself when you nod against him, mumbling something about him being comfy. "it's alright, honey, you can take a nap, i've got you."
beomgyu ; he's the type to get mean with it. he likes to keep you all warm and wet on his lap so he can fuck up into you whenever he wants, one hand on your waist, the other cupping your breast, squeezing the flesh and laughing at the way you arch into his touch. he loves when you get so desperate you start begging for him, telling him how much you need him.
"jus' lemme finish this round, honey." he'd say, eyes locked on the computer screen in front of him. and he'd give you this aggravated look when you don't listen to him, like he's disappointed in you, bringing a hand down to land a harsh slap against your ass. "don't be a brat. i'll take care of you in a minute, pretty."
taehyun ; he likes to use it as a punishment. he likes making you wait and beg for him when you get all needy, his strong arms keeping you still in his lap while he works on something. he thinks you're just the cutest thing when you look up at him all glassy-eyed, asking him why he's being so mean <3
"i thought this was what you wanted, sweetheart." he'd coo, almost condescendingly, his thumb rubbing soothing circles into the skin of your waist. "y'said you wanted my dick, you've got it. you're not being ungrateful, are you?" and the way he says it makes you shiver in his lap, making him smile to himself and run his hand over your back. "jus' keep being good for me, sweet girl, i'll take care of you later."
kai ; he really tries his best with it, especially when you told him about how intimate and romantic it can be, but he just gets so impatient. his hands would grip your waist tightly, almost subconsciously grinding you down onto him, his hips moving almost imperceptibly under you. and when you call him out on it, he just blushes, but makes no move to stop.
"'m sorry, honey, i really tried." he groaned into your neck, his breath hot and wet against the skin. his big hands held onto your waist, fingertips pressing little bruises into your sensitive skin, making you whine. "promise i'll do better next time, jus' lemme cum, please."
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run2gyuz · 2 months
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★ 𝘾𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙎𝙤𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙣 ★
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Requested here
Switch!soobin x fem!reader
𝘼/𝙉: 3rd Soobin request of the day 💪
𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: switch!soobin, cockwarming, nipple play, boob lover Soobin 🙌🙌, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap !)
𝙬𝙘: 885
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When Soobin brought up the idea of a bet between the two of you you immediately knew it wouldn’t end well, “so, you sit on my cock and whoever moans first has to make the other cum however the winner wants okay?”. You begrudgingly accepted, though silently you were excited at the thought of Soobin being inside of you. As he edged you down onto his cock you threw your head back slightly, hovering as to let both of you collect yourselves. You looked at the boy, still hovering above him with half his dick inside of you. His head was lent back against the couch, eyes closed as his chest moved up and down with his breathing. You watched as he tugged on his bottom lip as to not make a noise, feeling his cock twitching inside of you, he was so easy. You smiled at his face, he looked quite relaxed, if someone had just seen his face they wouldn’t have thought his cock was nestled inside his girlfriend. He looked so calm, it almost made you not want to do what you were about to do, key word: almost.
You watched as the boys jaw slacked and his eyes rolled back, bringing his hands to firmly grab at your hips, as you quickly sank down completely on his cock. Soobin kept hold of your hips tightly before leaning his head against your shoulder mumbling out that you were, “so mean,”. You chuckled lightly before squeezing his cock with your tight walls, kissing his neck and letting your hands make their way to his hair. You heard Soobin’s breath hitch as he scrambled to get away from your touch, “don’t do that, you know I can’t control when you do that baby,” you laughed at him again explaining that that was the whole point. “Yeah I know I know just give me a minute to calm down a bit,” You complied, letting your hands find his hair once more to lightly pull and twirl his locks.
Soobin wasn’t going to let you win easily, finally coming up with an idea that he was sure would make you fold. You were snapped out of your daze when you felt Soobins hands grab yours and pull them to his chest. He repositioned himself so that he was still sat up but was slouched slightly which you then felt him reach so much deeper inside of you. “Soobin,” you warned slightly, yet you were ignored as he pulled your hands underneath his t-shirt to rub against his abs, knowing you loved to feel him. You lent down to kiss him, rubbing your hands against his abs, bringing your hands up his chest, lightly brushing his nipples and feeling him shift beneath you, slightly bucking into you. Your head filled with ideas of how to make sure that Soobin didn’t win, although you found it hard to concentrate as all you could feel was the closeness of Soobin.
You brought your hands from Soobins chest and took his hands into yours, bringing them beneath your shirt to your chest. You watched Soobins eyes narrow slightly as he let out a jagged breath. You felt as he squeezed your boobs in his hands, biting his lip and rolling his hips. You connected your eyes with his and brought your hands to his face, before you began to roll your hips against his. The boys eyes rolled to the back of his head and his breath quickened, attempting the push your hips away from his. “Come on baby, just tell me how much you want me, wanna hear you bin,”. He said nothing, knowing if he opened his mouth he’d let out such lewd noises, but he shook his head, leaning against your shoulder.
You felt Soobin’s cock twitch against your walls as you continued to roll against him, squeezing your walls ever so often but still to no avail. “Are you gonna cum pretty boy?” Soobin shook his head again, clearly lying, bringing his hand to your clit in an attempt to bring you to your edge with him. You whispered praises into his ear, feeling his movements against you become sloppy, “come on Soob, you wanna cum?” He nodded harshly as you watched his eyes gloss over with want. You brought your mouth up to his ear once again, lightly whispering, “do it then,”
Soobin let out a pornographic moan, letting his head fall back against the couch, clutching your hips and pushing you down against him as his legs shook and spurts of cum spilled out into you. After he’d calmed down from his high he laughed, locking his eyes with yours before mumbling, “fair play,”. You were about to get off of his dick but as if he could sense it, Soobin pushed you down onto him. You moaned at the feeling as he started to fuck up into you, hot cum dripping out of your cunt and onto his trousers that were still uncomfortably positioned half way down Soobins thigh. “It’s your turn now baby, and if I know you, which I do, you just want me to look after you hm?” You nodded, feeling Soobin flipping you over to lean you against the couch, “Okay then pretty, you ready for your prize hm?”
𝘼/𝙉: Like + reblog pls <3 Requests are welcomed
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lomlhwa · 2 months
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get out of my head (c.yj)
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pairing: soulmate!yeonjun x soulmate!reader
preview: when you turn 18, you can hear your soulmate's voice in your head. you have to work to find each other, no matter the distance.
tags/warnings: fem reader, ITALICS IS YEONJUN IN READER'S HEAD + BOLD IS READER TALKING BACK TO YEONJUN, lots of dirty talk, monster cock!yeonjun (it's me, what do you expect), oral (m.receiving), face fucking, crying, pussy slapping, pet names (baby, pretty girl, good girl), unprotected penetration (wrap it before you tap it), creampie
trigger warnings: n/a
wc: 1.6k
song recs for this fic: yes, and? by ariana grande, 3d by jungkook, nonesense by sabrina carpenter
a/n: hey guys.... it's been a long time T-T hope you didn't forget about me. this is my first time writing a fic in a WHILE. hope you like it and i hope to post more maybe idk
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“3! 2! 1! happy birthday!” your friends cry out at midnight on your birthday. you blow out the glowing candles on your birthday cake eagerly. you make a silent wish for your soulmate to be hot. 
your friends look at you expectantly. “has he said anything?” one of them says. you shake your head. your brain is still dead silent. no soulmate talking to you. “it is literally midnight, so he could be sleeping,” you shrug. your friends murmur among themselves as you slink down your chair.
“hellooo? anyone there yet?” a male voice appears in your head and you jump at the sound. your friends look at you concerned. “hello?” you sit in silence for a moment again, your friends remain unmoving. “fucking finally. took you long enough to turn 18.” you laugh and your friends relax. 
“he sounds pretty,” you say to your friends. they shake their heads. you’re the last one out of your friends to turn 18, therefore you’re the last one to hear your soulmate. your friends have been with their soulmates for months at this point. 
“my bad, i have a late birthday,” you respond to the voice in your head. your friends disperse through your house to let you talk to your soulmate for a few moments. 
“what’s your name? mine’s yeonjun. are you pretty? where do you live” you chew on your bottom lip while you listen to him talk to you. “my name is y/n,” your leg bounces as you answer the first question. “my friends think i’m pretty,” you add. 
you stay silent, debating if you should tell him exactly where you live or just the general area. saying you live ‘around seoul’ is too broad though. “well? where do you live?” you shake your head and just decide to give him the general area. 
“i live in busan.”
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you stand outside a cafe nervously checking your phone every minute. you’re waiting for yeonjun. you’re meeting your soulmate. how terrifying. 
“i’m almost there. are you outside?” you jump when his voice rings out in your head. you’re still not used to having a whole other person in your head.
“yeah, i’m just waiting,” you lean against the wall behind you and observe your surroundings. yeonjun picked a really cute cafe to meet at. you watch as people walk mindlessly past you.
you look down at your phone until you hear yeonjun’s voice again. “what color are you wearing?” you look down at your outfit before replying. “pink.”
before you can say anything else, you feel a presence in front of you. you look up and make eye contact with one of the most beautiful men you’ve ever seen. he gives you a smile that lights up his entire face. 
“y/n.” it’s his voice. it’s his voice but outside your head. he’s in front of you. your mouth hangs agape as you realize this beautiful man is your soulmate. you flatten your hair and smooth out your outfit before you speak. “yeonjun.” 
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before you know it, you’re back at his place with your back crashed against his front door. your date didn’t last long. he wanted you as soon as he saw you.
“you’re so fucking perfect,” his lips are attached to yours. being able to speak to each other telepathically really comes in handy when your mouth is otherwise occupied. 
his hands grip your hips and guide them to grind against him. he groans into your mouth. you can feel his hardening length through his jeans. it’s huge. 
“are you big?” you feel him smile against your lips at the question.
he grabs your hand and drags you towards his bedroom. “does the pretty girl wanna find out?” yeonjun says before pushing you down onto his bed. he stands between your legs, just looking at you. your face turns bright red under his dominant gaze. he’s basically fucking you with his eyes. 
“shirt.” his voice is commanding and you find your hands moving with a mind of their own to take your shirt off. you throw it on the floor next to his bed. you’re left in your pretty white bra and your pretty pink skirt. 
“fuck, so pretty,” his voice in your head makes you blush. he hasn’t even touched you yet and your panties are practically soaked through. 
he trails his big hands up your thighs, lifting your skirt in the process. he licks his lips at the sight of your soaked panties. he runs his long index finger over the wet patch, causing your hips to jerk. 
“you’re soaked. i haven’t even done anything, baby.” yeonjun’s tone is full of fake pity.
out of nowhere, he grabs you by the hips and forces you onto the floor. you’re on your knees in front of him. the tent in his pants is massive and you can tell that it probably feels unbearable. 
he undoes his belt and pulls his jeans down to his knees. he pulls his boxers down the same length and his cock flies out. it almost smacks you in the face. you look at it in pure shock. how is this natural?
“suck,” he orders. your jaw falls open and you welcome his length into your mouth. you take it slow and steady to try and prep your throat for his monster cock. you can tell that he’s getting impatient within just a few moments.
“please let me fuck your mouth, pretty girl.” the question sets something off in you and you feel like you would do anything for him. you stop all your ministrations and go limp. “do it.”
yeonjun gathers all your hair into a ponytail and uses it to move your head back and forth. you open your throat as much as you can but you could never manage to take all of him. there’s just too much.
his hips snap to meet the movements his making with your head. you cough and choke around him. saliva drips out of your mouth and onto the floor, creating a puddle. your eyes water and threaten to ruin your makeup. 
you look up at him with teary eyes and you can tell that he’s close, even through your blurry vision. “cum down my throat, jjunie.” your words in his head mixed with your teary gaze causes him to finish almost immediately. you choke a final time before he pulls out and watches you swallow. 
he lifts you off the ground with a foreign softness compared to his length in your throat. he lays you down and wastes no time in removing your panties. he leaves your skirt and bra, finding them particularly cute. 
he forces your legs apart to full take in your glistening pussy. he runs his palm over it before bringing his hand down and slapping it. you squeak, jerking back. your pussy continues to drip, so he does it again. 
“jun, please, need you,” you whine. your legs close to try and keep him from bringing his hand down again. tears well in your eyes out of the desperate need for pleasure. your core is throbbing.
yeonjun pries your knees apart and settles between your thighs, his cock brushing your core. “are you ready, baby? can you take it?” your eyes flicker down to his member, slight fear coursing through you. you nod hesitantly.
he brings his hand down to stroke himself before lining up with your weeping hole. “deep breaths pretty girl.” he pushes his cock in slowly, inch by inch. the stretch is painfully intoxicating. your eyes cross as he bottoms out.
“baby, breathe,” yeonjun says. you had been holding your breath while he pushed into you. you breathe sharply, trying to keep yourself from falling apart on his cock immediately.
“please, move jjunie,” you beg. you dig your nails into his forearms as he pulls all the way out and slams back in, balls slapping against your ass. you choke out a moan, throwing your head back into his pillow. 
“you suck me in so beautifully,” his voice rings out in your mind through the buzz of pleasure. you look at him to find his mouth slightly open, whines of pleasure escaping. his sweaty hair hangs over his eyes deliciously. you could cum just from seeing him like this. 
you clench around him, pleasure building up quickly. his fast pace thrusting into you has your mind going numb. you remove your hands from his forearms and grab him by the hair, forcing his lips to yours. he meets you in a feverish kiss, his thrusts becoming sloppier.
“i’m gonna cum, please fill me up jun,” you run your tongue over his bottom lip as he nods in acknowledgement. you wrap your legs around his waist as he uses your hole to get off.
your arms fall limp on the bed by your head and yeonjun takes the opportunity to hold your hands with his. he intertwines his fingers with yours in an attempt to ground himself.
“c-cum-” you stutter as your walls close in on him for a final time before you hit your high. he finishes immediately after you, your clenching becoming too much for him. his hips stutter and he lets out a high pitched whine as he spurts white hot cum into you. 
you pant, trying to catch your breath. you squeeze his hands gently. he collapses onto you, nuzzling his face into your neck. you brush your hair out of your face, finding that it’s sticking to your forehead.
“you’re so fucking perfect,” he whispers before kissing your neck gently. you giggle, biting your swollen bottom lip.
“my perfect soulmate.”
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1ovejongseong · 3 months
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beomgyu is obsessed with fingering you. it’s to the point you think he might actually like it more than fucking you himself. he gets such a power rush from watching you squirm around on his fingers alone. he almost had a routine, it’s so addictive for him as he barely fits one finger into you. “god you’re so tight..”
stretching you out with his two fingers and holding one of your legs open with his other hand would send a cocky smirk straight to his face. however, his favorite place to fingerfuck you is in front of a mirror. one of those full body length mirrors while he’s sitting behind you on the ground, your back flush up against his chest as he makes you watch what he’s doing. he can’t help himself but be a bit rough and overstimulate you, making you squirt everywhere as your thighs become sticky. It’s enough to make him cum in his pants untouched.
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banggyu0308 · 8 months
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01:21AM // Choi Yeonjun
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choi yeonjun x fem!reader
summary: sneaking out to the hotel pool after it's closed is probably the highlight of you staying with your boyfriend while his band is on tour
genre: smut
warnings: pool sex, nipple play, dacryphilia, slight scratching kink, creampie, yeonjun talks about himself in third person a couple times, dom!yeonjun, sub!reader, exhibitionism, yeonjun calls reader 'baby', i wouldn't want to swim in this pool afterwards
word count: 2k
a/n: read the rest of my 'like our summer' fics here!!
taglist: @sunnibearr @dido-of-the-endless @tyunkus @boba-beom
"C'mon, no one's gonna see us, and even if they do, it's not like we're gonna get in trouble!" Yeonjun grins at you in the semi-darkness. His hand is wrapped loosely around your wrist, tugging you closer to him. Before you can protest, he continues. "The hotel can't kick us out, we're probably the most famous people that have ever stayed here. And it's so late that no one is gonna even be awake right now!"
You're still not sure. Someone COULD be awake, someone COULD see you, and if they can't prove you're Yeonjun's friend, they're only gonna guess that you're dating.
But... The wide smile on his face makes you roll your eyes and give in, slipping your hand so instead of his hand around your wrist, his fingers are linked with yours. Yeonjun pumps his fist in the air once and hisses a small excited "yes!" before dragging you outside.
The air is hot and it's more than a little humid, as expected. You pull your t-shirt over your head to expose your bathing suit, then tug off your shorts as well. You slip into the pool as quietly as you can, stifling a shocked yelp when Yeonjun cannonballs into the water next to you.
You grab his arm when he surfaces with a stupid grin plastered on his face. He pulls away easily from you, water making his arms slick, and you grab his shoulders instead. "I thought we were supposed to be quiet!!"
He submerges himself completely under the water and swims away, the water lapping at the edges of the pool from his movements. "But quiet is no fun."
You glare at him and he purses his lips, rolling his eyes at you this time. "Fine. No more cannonballs. But-" Yeonjun swims closer to you, then wraps his arms around your waist, trapping you against his chest. "You have to promise to lighten up. It's supposed to be fun!"
You rest your head against his chest and close your eyes, exhaling softly. He's warm and you can hear his heartbeat, the sound making a small smile tilt the corners of your lips. "Can we just stay like this though? This is comfy..."
You're whining a little, which is NOT usually your look, but Yeonjun rests his cheek on the top of your head so... You guess it works. "Just for a little bit, since it's late and we should be sleeping, but then you have to swim!! What's the point of doing this in the first place if you're not going to swim?"
"Let me remind you, this was your idea," you mumble, only half listening to him.
"Yes, and it's a great one."
You scoff lightly and press a kiss to the underside of his jaw. "Sure."
The both of you are quiet for a moment, the only sound the pool pump draining more water into the pool, and the grates on the edge of the pool taking the old water out.
Yeonjun lowers his lips to your ear and for a second, your breath catches like it did whenever he got this close when you just had a crush on him. He can 100% feel the way your heart races at the proximity, and the idea makes your cheeks grow hot, but you wait for his words.
"You look really pretty in this lighting..."
Your face gets even warmer before you realize something that makes you sputter out a laugh, water getting in your mouth and making you choke momentarily. Yeonjun looks so confused and you wave him away while you recover. "In the dark, Jjunie?? You think I look pretty when you can't see me???"
His eyes widen and his cheeks go pink in the almost pitch-black night. "N-no, I meant, I can see you just fine, the sky, and the- I..."
The flustered look on his face is worth everything, and you leave a reassuring kiss on his shoulder. "It's alright, I'm just messing with you..."
You're quiet again, eyes focused on him for a moment before you kiss him gently, hands on either side of his face.
You can feel Yeonjun's heartbeat speed up when he kisses you back, lips chasing yours when you break the kiss. His hands find your thighs and you let out a slight yelp when he tugs you farther onto his lap. You recover quickly, a slow smirk finding its way across your features when your hips roll down against his.
Yeonjun's eyes go wide again and his jaw goes slack. "Yn..."
His tone is more breathless than warning. You can't help your amused expression, instead trying to cover it by leaving a small line of hickeys up the side of his neck.
Your name falling from Yeonjun's lips again makes you look up, and you're met with Yeonjun looking down at you with more than a little lust in his eyes. That surprises you, but when he shakes his head to stop you from continuing, you smile. That's a little more in character for this situation.
"But Jjunie..." You pull your lips in a pout, thumb brushing over the corner of his lips. "Weren't you the one who said no one would see us~?"
"W-well, yes, but swimming in the pool is one thing, this is another..."
You silence him with another kiss, prepared to take the lead this time, but Yeonjun's grip tightens on your hips. Wordlessly, he slips one hand between your legs, lips practically battering yours. He tugs your bathing suit to the side, fingers finding your slick clit under the water and making one smooth circle.
You're incapable of anything other than stuttering when his pace picks up, a small whimper slipping from your trapped lips.
Yeonjun tsks, free hand moving to tilt your chin up. "Thought you said we had to be quiet... Can't have them finding us, now can we? It'd be so humiliating for you for them to see how fucked out my pretty baby gets on my cock..~"
The tone of his voice catches you off guard first, and by the time you comprehend his words, your mind is unable to think anything clearly. You can only tug at the waistband of his swim trunks, a small noise of amusement coming from his throat.
"Even more humiliating when she's whining at just my fingers..." He raises his eyebrows, moving you off of his lap and hooking his thumbs under his swim trunks. He makes a show of tugging them lower on his hips and tugging loosely at his cock once. Yeonjun pulls you into his lap once more with a grin, red tip of his dick pressing against your leaking entrance.
He doesn't make a further move, instead busying himself with running his pointer finger over your clothed nipple once, twice, and again. Your back arches into his touch, inadvertently taking him further into you, and Yeonjun lets a shadow of a disappointed emotion flicker across his face before one of pity takes its spot. "Baby's so greedy... when did you get so selfish? Let Jjunie take his time, hm?"
You bite your lip briefly before nodding, letting him lick and pinch at your nipples while your head rocks back at the pleasure.
Minutes go by and he makes no sign of wanting to stop anytime soon, enjoying your whines and moans and how tears of frustration well up in your eyes at the teasing. Your hands claw at his hair, whimpering out a small, "Jjun, please, need more..."
He smirks lightly, letting his hips fit just a half-inch closer to yours. "Better~?"
You cling to him, face in his neck, breathing ragged. "N-no, please, please, 've let you have fun, need..."
Yeonjun lets out a huff of impatience before suddenly pinning your hips to his pelvis, his pace slowed by the water, but still brutal enough that your nails dig into his back from the sudden stimulation. A choked sob wrenches itself from its place in your throat when he does, the tears that had previously built up in your lash line finally spilling down your cheeks.
Your rapacious walls are eager for everything you can get, tightening around him the second he's fully inside you, and Yeonjun hisses through his teeth. Obviously, he expected you to be tight once he finally had his way with you, but not like this, nothing like this. Gummy walls clamping down around him so tight he can't breathe, nails scratching red down his back, he's sure they'll be visible to the members tomorrow, but right now, he couldn't care less.
"So fuckin' good for me, taking me so well, fuck baby..." His face is in the crook of your neck, shaky exhales heating your skin.
The water sloshing around you splashes you in the face briefly and you spit it out, a whimper leaving your swollen lips when his speed never ceases. "Jjunie, Jjunie, gon' cum, please please please..."
Usually, Yeonjun'd mess with you a bit more, but he can't resist seeing you like this. Hair dripping with chlorinated water, face blotchy and streaked with tears... he can't help giving in. "Go ahead, baby, your Jjunie's right there with you, alright?"
You nod quickly, swallowing another watery moan when your walls convulse around him, your whole body shaking in absolution. Yeonjun lets himself get lost in the feeling of you around him for just a moment, bottom lip caught between his teeth, hips stuttering and bucking into yours before he paints your insides.
You hold onto each other for a few moments before collapsing into giggles, Yeonjun holding onto your hand to help you out of the pool.
Your combined elated mumbles as you walk back into the hotel, dripping with more than just the water, include, "so much for being quiet..." "says YOU, you were the loud one, you get such a mess so fast 🙄" "..." "..." "I hope they clean the pool before tomorrow morning... soobin said he wants to swim..."
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wonustars · 10 months
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𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘓𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘛𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘦
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Beomgyu Vers. | Yeonjun Vers.
Summary: You find Soobin alone at a cafe after he's been stood up. You can't help but comfort him, leaving you both crushing on each other after. Days later you ask him to study with you, but how much studying did you two actually end up doing?
Reposts are always appreciated/encouraged!! Tumblr works on reblogs not likes, Thank you for your support :)
Tags: friends? to lovers, blond!soobin, nonidol!soobin, university au, soobin is a very smart man, kinda more like aquaintances, the reader is kinda obsessed w soobin, soobin is also kinda obssesed with the reader, a little fluffy? yeonjun cameo (hint hint)
Warning: smut mdni! soft dom/dom!soobin, sub!reader, afab!reader, cum eating, mutual masterbastion (?), dacryphilia, public sex, bigdick!soobin, they have sex in the library..., pet names, cream pie, unprotected piv sex, they also have sex on top of a desk lmao, multiple positons, oral (m. receiving), throat fucking, breast play (lmk if i missed any!)
Wordcount: 4215
Note: you all voted for Soobin so i'm here to deliver! I hope you all like this one as much as the Beomgyu one! comment or send me an ask if you want to be apart of the taglist!! Yeonjun will be next if this one does well :)
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Soobin sits at a table with two cups of coffee, except there is no one there but him, and the worker behind the counter. Unfortunately, his date had stood him up for Choi Beomgyu. He feels a little embarrassed and sad, he thought this date was going to go well. This was when you walked in, the bell on the door signalling your arrival. You look around and see that no one else is in here, it was too late to have a cup of coffee but you didn’t care. You’ve been craving that iced matcha latte all day. 
After grabbing what you needed, you’re about to leave until you see Soobin sitting alone. You recognized him from your biology class and you two had mutual friends but didn’t talk much. The window he was leaning against was fogging up from his breath, he looked upset and deep in thought. Your eyes immediately turned to the two cups left on the table, but there was no one else there. Putting two and two together you can’t help but feel guilt stir at the bottom of your stomach. He looks like he needs a bit of cheering up, you thought. 
“Hey, Soobin!” You call out, waving your hand. Walking towards him with a joyful bounce, you reach his table and take a seat across from him. Soobin moves so that his head isn’t leaning across the window anymore. He gives you a half-hearted smile looking down into his lap. 
“Hey y/n, what are you doing here?” He asks you, but he doesn’t sound so interested. Understandably, his mind is wandering to his date who went home with another man. The music of the cafe is gleefully ringing through the speakers, a stark comparison to Soobin’s gloomy attitude. 
“Oh you know, just wanted to get in my daily matcha fix,” you answer with a bright smile, trying to help offset his negative mood. Giving you that same sad smile, your heart aches. Soobin looks like a kicked bunny and you just want to see his cute smile again. His blond hair reflects the fluorescent light and it mimics a halo over the top of his head. You find him so endearing that you want to curse out whoever decided to stand him up like this. There was only one way to go about it, you’ll just have to tell him you know why he's so upset.
“I know you got stood up, it’s a little obvious Soob, but whoever they are, they’re stupid. I would kill to go on a date with a guy as kind as you,” you reassure him. 
Looking up at you, his eyebrows are raised, he looks like you just told him he won a million dollars. He was so handsome, especially with the way his heart-shaped lips curled into the most adorable smile.  
“Really?” he asks, sounding hopeful.
“Of course Soobin, you’re a great guy and not to mention tall and attractive. Don’t let this one date let you get down,” giving him another soft smile, you stand up from your seat and leave the cafe. 
Walking back to your place your mind can’t help but drift back to Soobin. This was probably the first time the two of you spent a good chunk of time alone. You’ve never taken an honest good look at him until now, but you found him to be so attractive. The way his dimples would appear when he would smile, and oh god, his lips. His lips looked so soft and they were the perfect shade of pink too. You’re smiling like a madman walking back to your apartment but you can’t help it. Soobin seemed like such a nice guy, and from what you’ve heard around campus he wasn’t terrible in bed either.
*·῾ ᵎ⌇So kiss me, kiss me, kiss me and tell me that I'll see you again 
It’s been a few days since you last saw Soobin, but he still plagues your mind. A once acquaintance has become a stupid little school girl crush.
 Currently you’re studying in the library for another biology test. With that you suddenly remember who is also in your biology class. A small smirk dances along your lips as you pull out your phone. 
me: hey what's soobin’s number again? 
yj <3: y? dont tell me you’re tryna fuck him too y/n.. 
You scoff at Yeonjun’s comment. Yeonjun being the one to say it is even more offensive, especially knowing his history. Being comfortable with having an active sex life did not mean you wanted to fuck everyone you found attractive. You’re a hot and young university student, sleeping around was not a bad thing. Even though you can’t seem to stop thinking about Soobin in that way, that doesn’t mean you’re lying about needing help with biology. Rolling your eyes, you answer Yeonjun’s question. 
me: no.. just need help studying lol 
yj <3: fine. here. 
*yj <3 shared a contact with you*
Once you had Soobins number you couldn’t help but smile in triumph. Having an excuse to spend time with him seemed to be the best way to get to know him. And maybe lead to something more…
me: hey soobin it’s y/n! i was wondering if u wanted to study in the library with me for the bio test this fri? 
soob: hi! sure i’d love to actually, see u in ten. 
Looking down at your screen; your smile reached your eyes. You turn off your phone and place it screen side down, anticipating his arrival.  After all those days of thinking about Soobin, you’re finally able to spend some alone time with him. 
*·῾ ᵎ⌇so sweet when your lips touch mine
Students have left for their next class and it seems to only be you in your secluded section right now, maybe you’ll even be able to have a conversation in between studying. This would be the perfect time to get to know him better. While anxiously waiting for him you start to organize all your things mindlessly. Your highlighters all in a straight line and your laptop in front of you already on the first page of the lecture slide. This is probably the first time you catch yourself getting nervous about a man’s presence. You weren’t sure what type of student Soobin was but you knew he was smarter than average, so you wanted to look equally as studious.
From the corner of your eye, you see a fluffy blond head of hair heading your way. He was dressed exactly like you, a hoodie and baggy jeans complimenting his frame, making him look so good despite the casual attire. Sitting up straighter you pretend to write down notes. While doing so you hear the chair beside you scrape its legs along the floor. You turn your head beaming up at the blond boy beside you. He gives you that same dimpled smile that you’ve come to love, and your legs can’t help but feel like jelly. 
“Hey Soobin, it's been awhile,” your body is now turning to face him, a shy smile finds its way across your lips. He’s already looking at you and you feel your knees weaken even more. Taking out his own laptop and notebook, he responds. 
“Yeah it has, I'm sorry I never reached out to you after the cafe. I’ve been wanting to say thank you for that day though. You really helped me lift my spirits after a shitty situation.” 
Soobin places a hand on your shoulder, and you can’t help but notice how large his hands are. Your mind starts to drift; now you can’t help but think about what they would look like on your body. The way they could easily wrap around your neck, or how big of a handprint it would leave on your ass. Mentally you’re shaking yourself trying not to let your thoughts get ahead of you. A part of you would be lying if you said you weren’t secretly turned on by him right now. He’s just larger than you in so many ways, feeding into your size kink even more. 
“Anytime Soob, I have a feeling you would have done the same thing for me anyways,” shrugging it off like it's no big deal.
 It was hard to focus on the conversation without wanting to glance at his hands every other second. As he turns back to his work, he lets you know that if you have a hard time with the material you could just ask him about it. Reciprocating his smile you turn back to your work as well. 
After an hour or two of studying you end up getting stuck on a practice question. You peer over to Soobin who’s scribbling down some notes from the lecture recording diligently. If you knew this is what he looked like while studying you wouldn’t have told Yeonjun that you’re not trying to sleep with him. The way he scrunches his eyebrows in concentration while biting his bottom lip was driving you insane. Subconsciously you’re rubbing your legs together, you just couldn’t help but think about what his lips feel like on yours. 
“Do you think you could help me with this question? I’ve been trying to do it for the past thirty minutes now,” you ask him and his eyes leave his notes. 
“Yeah of course I can,” Soobin leans closer to you to take a look at your paper. He's so close you can feel his breath on your cheek. Trying to inhale steadily you end up getting a whiff of his cologne. If you weren’t wet already, you’re basically a river down there now. The smell of his cologne was like soft laundry and a hint of musk and vanilla, it was so refreshing. If you could, you would want to spend the whole day just breathing in his scent. 
Soobin leans even more closer, dirty thoughts are still running rampant in your mind. The unsure feeling of if he reciprocated your feelings was gnawing your insides, so you haven’t made your move. 
Your faces are practically touching at this point, you can feel the vibration of his voice as he tries to explain the question. If you turned your head the two of you would be kissing, so cautiously you keep your eyes on your paper. His large hands pointing to the words you’ve written down, but you can’t hear a thing. The way his hands are moving and how it’s practically as big as your page is making your heart palpitate.  
A pair of eyes now on you, Soobin awaiting your reply to his little explanation. Craning your neck to look back at him you can’t help but look at his lips. Realzing what you had just done, you look back up at his eyes. To your surprise he’s looking at your lips too. The feeling in your stomach tightens and you know this is your chance. 
“Fuck studying for biology,” Soobin beats you to it, he takes your head in his large hands and pulls you in for a kiss. It's a heated, passionate kiss and you moan at the feeling of how good he feels against you. Especially with the way his large hand is holding onto your face. You feel dizzy, everything happening so fast, and this doesn’t feel the same way it usually does. Soobin kisses you so delicately, making you feel like you’re on cloud nine. But at the same time, there's so much passion in his actions and you can tell he’s kissing you with so much emotion. 
Gripping your waist now he stands up, lifting you and placing you on the edge of the empty part of the desk. Immediately your legs open to let him stand between them, you gasp into the kiss as you feel his bulge brush against your clothed core. Soobin takes this opportunity to deepen the kiss; while he works his tongue into your mouth you let your hands wander into his hair, tugging and grabbing it, causing him to groan. 
“You don’t know how much I’ve been thinking about this,” pulling away, a shocked expression washes over your face. You weren’t expecting him to feel the same way you did, and it makes you feel even more turned on. 
“I haven’t stopped thinking about you since that day in the cafe,” you respond as Soobin takes his time planting kisses against your jaw then your neck. Letting out soft sighs of pleasure, Soobin slowly moves back up to your face, smiling into the kiss. His hands find their way to the hem of your hoodie, going under to feel your every curve of bare skin. High on Soobins scent and his touch, you move away from the kiss to pull the hoodie off your body. 
“Please touch me Soob, I want you so bad.” you beg him, giving him an innocent look despite the filth that’s spewing from your mouth. He looks at you with so much lust that you can feel your heat dampen even more. There's a giddy feeling fluttering in your stomach, you were not expecting your study session with him to take such a turn but you’re not complaining. Soobin doesn’t need you to repeat yourself, he’s now back to kissing you with more energy than before. While he’s kissing you he places his hands over your bra cladded chest, feeling you up as much as he can. You’re moaning into his mouth again, not caring about who can hear. 
Moving his hands to your back, he unclasps your bra, swifty removing the material from your body. He takes one of your nipples into your mouth, swirling his tongue and using his teeth to lightly nip at your hardened bud. He doesn’t leave your other breast unattended, giving it the same amount of attention as the other. Hands in his hair again, gripping onto him for stability and out of pleasure. Reluctantly pulling away, he can't help but admire the sight before him. You look so good, your eyes lidded with lust and your lips are swollen from kissing him. He's so hard he could cum just looking at you, then you say something that almost actually made him cum in his pants. 
“Can I suck your dick?” you ask so politely, how could he refuse? Nodding his head his mouth dry with anticipation; while you’re already hopping off the desk and lowering yourself on your knees. Soobin convinced he really could cum untouched, especially with the way you’re looking up at him. This angle of you is just simply so addicting. He’s thinking about whether or not he’ll get to look at you from this angle again. The thought of it making his stomach tighten with excitement.
Cautious with your movements you slowly removed Soobin’s pants. His boxers followed and they pooled to his ankles. When you say he’s big it's almost an understatement, his dick slapping against his stomach as you set it free. The gasp you let out doesn’t go unnoticed and Soobin smiles down at you while gathering your hair into a makeshift ponytail. You take his length into your hands and rub the precum over his tip. A groan comes out of Soobin’s mouth, his head falling back, gripping your hair tighter. You’re smiling to yourself, enjoying the way he looks as you pleasure him. 
“Fuck you’ve barely touched me and I already feel like I’m gonna cum,” his voice straining, another groan leaves his lips as you gather spit to lubricate his cock. Teasingly you pepper kisses onto his tip, his hands raking through your hair, holding onto you tighter. You decide to take your time, relishing in the way his eyes scrunch closed as you give his cock kitten licks. 
“Baby I can’t take this anymore, gonna fuck your mouth okay?” before you could say anything your mouth is filled with his dick. A muffled moan comes out of you, his hold on you like a vice. Soobin moves his hips back and forth, your throat trying to take all of him. The tip of his member is hitting the back of your throat, and his eyes are rolling to the back of his head as he feels you gag on him with each thrust. You could feel every vain on your tongue and the way his length is twitching in your mouth, seconds away from release. 
“I really don’t wanna cum like this,” Soobin says as he removes his still hard cock from your mouth. You get up from your knees, giving him a kiss on the lips before stepping back to take off your jeans. He’s watching you while stroking himself, and you feel your core dripping wetness down your inner thigh. Sitting back on the table, you lock your eyes with his. The look hes giving you makes you want to let him fuck you for everyone to hear. It was a miracle you two didn’t get walked in on yet. You open your legs, your hand travelling to play with your clit. Then you insert two fingers inside your wet cunt, pumping in and out. The sound of your sopping heat is making Soobin go feral, especially with the gaze you’ve set on him while you finger yourself.
“Fuck me Soob, please?” you ask so sweetly almost as if you’re asking for the most mundane request. As if you’re asking for anything but to get fucked by him right now. He groans as he watches you take your fingers out of yourself; you then bring your fingers up to your mouth, sucking on them with your eyes still trained on Soobin’s cute face. Still stroking himself, while making his way to you; he looks at you so mesmerized by how dirty you are, and fuck it’s such a turn on. He never imagined you in this way until the night of the cafe. His seemingly innocent crush turned into something more. 
“Be carful what you ask for love, because I’m gonna fuck you till you’re crying for me to stop.” he says at a volume barely above a whisper, his breath fanning your ear. You can’t help but whisper an equally filthy response, your arms now around his neck. 
“I want your cock inside me, want you to see your cum dripping out of me after,” you moan into his ear and he strokes himself up and down your drenched slit, your legs wrapped around his hips tightly.  Without a second to spare he pushes himself inside, a moan leaving his lips as he slides in inch by inch. The breath is knocked out of your lungs, you feel all of him fill you up, and he's not even in all the way yet. 
“Feels so good Soob,” the words are falling out of your mouth in moans, the feeling of him inside you overwhelming your senses. He starts to thrust into you with merciless speed, the sound of skin slapping echoing within the empty library. At this moment you don’t care about who can hear you, all you can think about is how good Soobin’s cock feels inside you. 
“Y-you’re so tight sweetheart, gripping me so fucking tight,” hes groaning into the dip of your shoulder and your neck, leaving love bites as he continues pumping himself in and out of you. 
The only thing you can do is keep on moaning while you hold onto his shoulders for dear life. You look down to see his cock slide in and out, a creamy white ring covering the base of his cock. It turns you on even more, your cheeks blushing at the sight. Suddenly you feel a loss of contact, Soobin has taken himself out of you, he’s breathing heavily while sweat starts to form on his forehead. Before you could whine about it, he takes you off the desk flipping you over. He forces you to spread your legs before shoving his cock back inside you. 
Even though you yelp at the sudden push into your wet pussy, you relax as the pleasure starts to come over you once again. Soobin loves the sound of your insides squelching from the way his dick is fucking you. Especially loving the feeling of his tip kissing your cervix with each thrust. He doesn’t know how much more he can take but he's on a mission to make you cum before he does. 
Lifting you off the desk again he wraps one hand around your waist, the other one snaking its way down to your clit. The feeling of his fingers rubbing circles into your sensitive bud has you seeing stars. Your bent over slightly still, Soobin able to continue fucking you while he gets you closer to the edge. 
“‘M gonna cum soon, don’t stop Soobin please.” you’re crying now, tears of pleasure running down your cheeks. He really wasn’t lying when he said he was going to fuck you till you were crying. 
“Cum for me baby,” is all he says. 
You’re saying his name over and over again, your moans now muffled by his hand. His hand is so large it covers almost all of the bottom half of your face. He’s towering over you making you feel so small. Your eyebrows strewn together tightly and your high is taking over you. Soobin is still fucking you from behind, his own orgasm slowly reaching the horizon. The muffling of your moans and the sound of your wet cunt getting fucked is still bouncing off the library’s bookshelves. 
“Please cum inside me, fill me up please please please.” you beg him, tears still running down your checks. Soobins moves you so you’re bent over the desk, his cock twitching in you. His thrusts begin to get sloppy but his pace is still at an unrelenting speed. Then you finally feel his hot cum spurt inside you, not planning to stop fucking you any time soon. Soobin’s groaning above you, his eyes glued to the sight of him fucking his cum back up into you. Although you're still recovering from your orgasm you can help but meet his hips as he keeps going. 
You’re whining as his balls slap against your clit, it was too much pleasure but it feels so good that you don't want to stop. Soobin is still hard inside you, coaxing another orgasm out of the both of you. 
“You got me so hard baby, gonna have to fuck you again okay?” Soobin’s grip on your hips is even tighter than before. You just keep meeting his hips over and over again, wanting to feel the rush of cumming again. Behind you, Soobin is moaning shamelessly as he continues on fucking you, his thrusts slower and lazier than before. 
You’re a lot more sensitive than now, the feeling of your second orgasm reaching you quickly. Soobin can tell you’re about to cum again because of how tightly you’re gripping his cock. He speeds up slightly wanting to reach his high with you. 
“Mmfph f-fuck,” you whimper as you feel the band in your stomach snapping once again. 
Soobin’s cum is filling you up again, some of it starting to run down your inner thighs. He looks down at your hole once more, your pussy spent and swollen from his large cock. Smiling to himself, satisfied, he finally releases his dick from your cunt. 
“That was so good,” you say as you turn around, taking some of the cum running down your legs and putting it in your mouth. Soobin looks at you with shock, his tired dick twitching even after all that had happened. 
“I would definitely go for one more round but I feel like we’re about to get kicked out soon.” He breathes, a hand running through his hair. You laugh and pull him in for another kiss. He immediately reciprocates even though he’s exhausted. 
“We can always continue this another day, maybe somewhere more private,” you suggest as you pull away from the kiss. He smiles at you with those adorable dimples once again, looking down at you he can’t help but feel warmth fill up his chest. You just looked so good,  hair all dishevelled, pink cheeks and swollen lips. Thinking to himself, he comes to the conclusion that wants to see it more often, and hopefully you feel the same way. 
“Lets clean you up and get out of here,” he replies, kissing your forehead so lovingly, as if he wasn’t fucking you like a whore a few moments ago. 
You both clean up, put on your clothes and pack your things away. Bidding each other good bye with a sweet kiss and a promise to text each other when you both reach home. 
As you watch him walk away you pull out your phone, texting Yeonjun while heading out of the library. 
me: ok maybe I did wanna hook up with him :p 
yj <3: i fucking knew it!! facetime me when u get home
me: okay fine! only cuz ure the one who gave me his number
After all the shameless sex you had, you can’t help but smile shyly thinking about the next time you and Soobin will be able to see each other. 
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soobins gigantic dick making u squirttttttridieiejdjekekekek
ughdhhdjd as much as i love inexperienced himbo soob,, smth abt him being super sexually knowledgeable and knowing how to make u cum soo hard is sooo,,, like imagine he's still very much giving lewser vibes but he knows how to fuck u so good. thinking abt how he slides his cock in and out of u, pressing down on ur stomach so u can feel him more.. rubbing ur clit along with that ughhh he loves overwhelming you like this, making u feel so much that you can't take it. he'd let out breathy moans along with this just feeling soo good. he'd encourage you to let loose, his voice breathy as he speaks,, "let it out baby, cum on my cock.." he'd be hitting so deep inside u and before u know it you'll be squirting everywheree,, he loves to watch your juices get everywhere, creating a wet spot underneath you. the sound of him fucking u while you squirt would fill your ears along with the mix of both of ur moans ughh
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https-yeonjun · 2 months
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[5:40pm] (tomorrow x together)
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wc. 949
genre. smut
tags. minors DNI!!! bf!txt x fem!reader, virgin!reader, masturbation
request. how do you think txt would react to walking in on virgin reader touching themselves 🤭
a/n. repost; this took an embarrassingly long time to write. i'm sorry it's kind of rushed but i hope you enjoy it
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he stepped through the front door, the creaking sound echoing in the unusually quiet house. it had become part of his routine to go over to your house after work, over the past four months since you both started dating. the familiar warmth of your presence awaited him, usually in the living room where you’d be engrossed in the glow of the tv.
yet today was different. the living room was silent, devoid of your usual presence.perplexed, he ventured further into the heart of the home. the soft glow of ambient light revealed an emptiness that seemed to transcend the physical space. the kitchen also lay still and barren. the lingering scent of food remained, but the countertops and neatly arranged utensils, and not even a dirty dish in sight, was almost like time froze in the wake of his entrance.
he called out your name, but to no avail. concern etched his features as he surveyed the house. his footsteps echoed through the hushed house as he retraced his usual path, seeking the familiar embrace of your company.
he walked upstairs, and as he approached your bedroom door, he heard faint whimpers. “hey, i’m here.” he announced, opening the door. he stops in his tracks when he lays his eyes on what one could possibly describe as a glorious sight – you lying in the soft embrace of your bed, clad in nothing but the delicate lace of your underwear, with one hand tracing the contours of your lacy panties and the other gently massaging your boob.
caught up in the moment, your face contorted in pleasure – your eyes closed in sheer delight, your head nestled against the soft pillow, your neck subtly arched, your lips parted slightly. as waves of pleasure coursed through you, the instinct to muffle impending moans found expression in the gentle bite of your bottom lip. 
“hey,” his gentle voice wafted through the room. your eyes lifted, meeting him at the doorway where he stood. in a quick, instinctive response, you gathered the sheets around yourself.
“no, no, baby, don't do that.” he urged gently.
you lifted your gaze to meet his.
“can i watch you?” his voice tinged with a palpable awkwardness, as he cautiously inched closer to you.
your response lingered in the air. even though you had been together for a while, and you trusted him so much, this still felt scary. as you hesitated, the atmosphere in the room thickened. “we don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to,” he quickly reassured, sending your discomfort. your body remained rigid. “i can leave,” he offered, taking a step back.
in that moment, a surge of conflicting emotions overwhelmed you. “no,” you almost yelled out, your hand instinctively reaching out to him. “i mean, i don’t want you to leave. it’s just that we… i haven’t done anything like this before.”
“i know,” he sat on the bed beside you, the mattress slightly creaking under his weight.
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soobin, kai:
“i just wanna watch.” his hands lightly brushed your hair. “you looked so pretty. can i watch you, please?” he sat beside you watching you in awe, palming his throbbing dick through his pants. your moans and whimpers filled his ears and he couldn’t help but throw his head back in pleasure. this felt so surreal to him – his pretty, innocent girlfriend sitting beside him, her hands dancing on her clit. “can i touch you?” you meekly asked him. he opened his eyes and looked down at you. you’re sitting up now, eying his cock in his pants. he swore he could cum right then and there. “you don’t have to… i promise, i just wanted to watch you.” he quickly added. “i know,” your voice was so quiet, barely above a whisper. “but i want to.” 
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beomgyu, taehyun:
“do you want me to help you?”  your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “i can help you, like tell you what to do. do you want me to do that?” you nodded eagerly, awaiting instructions. he ordered you to take off your underwear. you laid naked in front of him for the first time. you could feel the blood rush up to your face. you wanted to hide your face from him, but something urged you to stop. “we don’t have to do this, if you’re uncomfortable.” he broke you away from your thoughts. “no, no, i want to… it’s just new.” you tried to convince him. “just try to relax, yeah?” you closed your eyes, took a deep breath and listened intently to his words. his deep voice sent chills down your spine as you did everything he said, touching yourself. “you feel good, baby?” you tried to answer, but only a moan could manage to escape your lips.
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yeonjun:
“can i touch you?” he asked, “i promise, i’ll make you feel so good, baby.” your eyes sparkled with an ardent ‘yes’. “tell me if you’re uncomfortable.” his hands skillfully slid your panties down. he pressed his hard thumb into your slit, causing you to grip tightly onto the sheets beneath you. his hands stroked your core, rubbing and flicking, inching you closer and closer to your climax. and then he pulls away. “why did you stop?” you asked, pouting. “can i taste you, please baby? want you to cum in my mouth.” before you knew it, his face was hidden between your legs. you were so close, your back arched off the mattress. you were floating when your orgasm crept up to you and you just need something to ground you, you reached down in search of his hands, holding him so tightly, like he would disappear if you didn’t.
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fairybin · 4 months
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soobin audio #2
warnings: nsfw audio, minors do not interact
pov: getting head from dom soobin
extra: not ai, pls don’t ask if it is. also i’m back maybe heyyy
trans: ha..are you spreading your legs like that because you’re asking me to f*ck you with my c*ck? no? but why is your p*ssy this wet? hm? your top half is saying no but the bottom part is saying the truth. i’ll f*ck you with my mouth. huh, what? you want me to f*ck you some more?
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Jealousy, Jealousy... | Part 3
A/N: don't even have a summary for this. oc is in love with gyu and gyu is in love with another girl but both are virgin losers and gyu is a horndog who would let oc do what she wants to him just as long as he gets to cum.
Word count: 3.3k
Genre: Smut, angst
Warnings: fem!reader, semi-public sex, handjob, orgasm denial, cunnilingus, sub!beomgyu, dom!reader, sub!reader, dom!yeonjun.
A/N: so I have split the chapter into two to get it out faster and to give good time for events to sink in. sorry guys but also not very sorry because i like to torture you lol
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"The girl you've been obsessed with for years has invited you to her party but instead of trying to talk to her, you’re hiding in the closet getting jerked off with her right outside. This is why she never gave you the time of day. You’re such a pervert, Beommie." 
"Yes, baby. Whatever you say." Beomgyu breathes heavily, leaning into your touch. He always becomes so pliant once you have his dick in your hand.
"You've got nothing in your brain but sex, huh?" You ask, jerking him off and true to your words, he already looks so dumbed out.
“No.” He answers your rhetorical question, legs buckling when you drag your palm repeatedly over the head of his cock, precum sticking to your skin.  
“Careful, Beommie. Don’t fall.” You laugh, your breath causing goosebumps to erupt along his neck, and he lays his head back to give you more space, silently asking you to kiss his neck, and you do, hearing him let out the prettiest half-moans half-pants. 
“Can I cum?” 
“Hmm.” You pretend to think about it for a few tortuous seconds, letting one of your hands trail under his shirt to play with his nipples. 
“Baby!” He sputters, his nipples are just so sensitive. 
“You can’t. You’ll make a mess and everyone will know what you did. They’ll all know you came all over yourself like a big pervert.” You choose your words specifically to rile him up, feeling his cock twitch in your hand. 
“I don’t care. Just wanna cum.” 
“But she’ll see, baby. She’s going to be disgusted.” 
“I don’t care. I don’t c-care. Just need it.” He’s delirious, too gone to even think about her. Just the way you like him. You know he’s hanging by a thread and any second now he’s actually going to cum, and so regrettably, you let go of him, causing him to yell out. 
“No!” He cries and you immediately cover his mouth with your hand to quiet him. “Hush, Beomgyu! Someone will hear you.” 
“Why?” He cries out when you remove your hand. 
“I told you. I don’t want you to make a mess. You can cum when we get home.” 
It’s a lie, of course. Truthfully, you just wanted to punish him for once again openly salivating over her in front of you. 
“Then let's go home.” 
“Not yet. I wanna get a few drinks first. I’ll get out of the closet first. You wait a bit and come after me. You should probably wait a bit anyway for that to go down.” You grin, glancing at his poor red cock. 
“You’re evil.” 
“I know.” You put his dick back in his pants and zip them up. “Don’t touch yourself.”
You get out of the closet with a huge smile on your face. This evening started horribly with you having to sit beside Beomgyu and watch him tear through Haeun’s clothes with his gaze, openly lusting after her as if he doesn’t care who sees. But once you had enough alcohol in you, you decided to do something about it and whisper in Beomgyu’s ear to follow you to one of the closets. Being the horndog he is, he followed right after, finally interrupting his leering session. 
Okay, maybe getting him to pay attention to you by giving him a handjob at a party wasn’t your proudest moment but you did get him to stop caring about her. Maybe in time you’ll get him to forget about her completely. Maybe he’ll even start looking at you differently, and he’ll realize you’re the one who truly loves him…Oh, who are you kidding? He has been obsessed with her for–
Lost in your thoughts, you smack right into someone, the drinks they were holding spilling all over the both of you. 
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, I'm such a drunk idiot." You immediately go into apologizing, not wanting to antagonize the person further, but when you look up, instead of an angry frown greeting you, you see him with his head cocked to the side and a grin on his face. "That’s okay, doll."
“Yeonjun!” You gasp, slightly relieved knowing the person isn’t going to fight you, but still horrified at the damage you’ve done to his white shirt.  “Your shirt is all ruined!"
"It's alright. It’s your dress I’m worried about."
You look down at your dress which was equally soaked and now clinging to your body uncomfortably. “Ah, shit. Let's go wash off before the stains will set." 
You drunkenly drag him to the nearest bathroom. Once you’re inside, you turn to him. "Take off your shirt."
“Oh, is this finally happening?” He wiggles his eyebrows at you and you roll your eyes. “Off.”
"Bossy. I like it." He takes his shirt off and hands it to you, and you bashfully look away from his half-naked body, taking the shirt and running it under water while he grabs a towel and wets it, washing off his stomach, or more accurately–his abs.
Still, you can’t help but to sneak not so subtle glances at him, drawn to the sight, before blushing and looking away when he catches you.
“Like what you see, doll?” He teases, winking at you. 
“Shut up.” You rub his shirt with some soap to get the last of the stain out. 
“I can guarantee you, he doesn’t look like that.” His voice is suddenly so close to you, and you look up to see him right next to you, cornering you between his body and the sink. 
“Stop it.” You put a hand to his chest, which you immediately come to regret as the skin on skin contact makes your treacherous heart flutter. 
“Why? Why are you so hung up on him? The idiot doesn’t even realize how much you love him. He’s too preoccupied with her.” You try to look away at the painful mention of Haeun but Yeonjun gently turns your face back towards him. “Give me a chance to make you forget him.”
“Yeonjun…” 
“Can I?” He leans forward, his face inches from yours. 
Should you really be doing this? Beomgyu had told you to stay away from Yeonjun specifically. He would be very pissed off if he found out that you let him kiss you… but then again, why? Why can’t you kiss Yeonjun? It’s not like you and Beomgyu are together. You’re free to kiss whoever you want, dammit!
‘To hell with it.’ You think, surging forward to close the distance between you and Yeonjun. 
His lips are the softest lips you’ve ever felt. Granted, you only kissed two other boys before, Beomgyu being one of them, but still. He was so confident with it too, guiding you and coaxing you to open up to him, letting him taste you and you him. It was slow, purposeful–so different from Beomgyu’s kisses. 
No. You need to stop thinking about Beomgyu. That was the whole point. Forget Beomgyu. 
“Get off her.” Beomgyu shouts. 
Beomgyu? 
Yeonjun moves away from you, or more accurately is pushed off you. 
“Beomgyu, what are you doing here?” You gasp, horrified at having been caught by him as if you were cheating on him or something. It didn’t help that his reaction made it seem like you are. 
“I was looking for you. I thought I told you to stay away from him.” He hisses, clearly angry which just pisses you off. Whatever fleeting sense of guilt you felt for kissing Yeonjun quickly dissipates in the face of his inexplicable wrath.  
“You don’t get to tell me what to do.” You snap back. “And if I want to kiss Yeonjun, I will.” 
“He’s my friend!” He shrieks, as if that means something.
“So? That doesn’t mean I can’t like him.” 
Beomgyu reels at that. “You like him?” 
Both boys stare at you expectantly, waiting for your answer, and you stammer under their gaze. “M-maybe I do.” 
Beomgyu’s face hardens and he turns his back on you and walks out the door without another word. 
What? What did you say? 
“Oh no, did I just fuck up?” You fret, moving to run after him, but Yeonjun grabs your hand, stopping you. “No. You stood up for yourself. If he doesn’t want to be with you then he doesn’t get to tell you who you can be with.” 
“You’re right. He’s not my boyfriend.” You try to assert, but quickly lose your confidence. “And now he will never be. He just saw me kissing his friend! That’s like incest!”
Yeonjun bursts out laughing at that. “What? That’s ridiculous. Do you even hear yourself?” 
You want to be mad at him for trivializing how you feel. This is serious! You may have just lost your chance with Beomgyu! This is no laughing matter!
So then why are you laughing like he’s just cracked the funniest joke you’ve ever heard? “Oh my god, you’re right. What am I even thinking? This is stupid.” You huff out between cackles, “I’m so stupid.” 
Yeonjun stops laughing first, gathering you in his arms and waiting for you to calm down. “You’re not stupid. You’re in love.” 
“Yeah.” You confirm, bitterly. 
“And he’s an ungrateful idiot.” 
“Maybe.” You fiddle with your fingers. “But if there is a one percent chance I can be with him, I don’t want to ruin it by having him think I’m fucking his best friend.” 
Yeonjun sighs, stepping back. “Fine, go to him. Explain what happened to him. But for the record, I think you’re making a huge mistake.” 
“I know.” 
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You scour the party looking for Beomgyu, but you can’t find him anywhere. Did he leave already? Is he that mad? 
You lament your poor choices as you open up another door, stumbling across yet another couple engaged in less than savory activities with the woman spread out on the edge of the bed and the man with his face buried between her legs. 
“Whoops, sorry!” You yelp, knee-jerk reaction to slam the door shut suddenly halted when the man kneeling on the floor turns towards you and you see an all too familiar face. 
Beomgyu?! 
They both stare at you, Haeun with her dress pushed up and Beomgyu with his lips glistening with something you don’t want to think about. He makes eye contact with you before he turns around and presses his face back between her legs. 
That fucking slut. 
You slam the door shut and storm off with another target in mind. When you spot the colorful haired man, you drag him behind you to one of the empty bedrooms you saw earlier. 
"Hey, what’s going on--" You cut Yeonjun off with a kiss which he doesn’t resist much, making use of the unexpected opportunity. But when you separate, he takes the chance to ask, "What happened to Beomgyu?"
"Fuck him. I want you.” You kiss him again, suddenly nervous about what you’re going to ask now that you’re right in front of him. Still, you push through, murmuring against his lips, eyes sealed shut, "Want you to eat me out."
Unfortunately, Yeonjun doesn’t immediately give in as you had been praying he would, and he pulls back to ask you, "Are you sure?"
"Yes." You answer, still refusing to open your eyes. But the asshole won’t accept that. 
“Look at me, doll.” He demands, cupping your face in his hands. You take a deep breath before opening them, looking him dead in the eyes. “I want it.” 
"It just seems–"
"Do it, Yeonjun!" You snap then immediately regret it, feeling mortified at the possible rejection. God, you didn’t think this through, did you? Just because he wanted to kiss you, doesn’t mean he wants to eat you out in the middle of a party. He’s not Beomgyu. "Unless you don't want to."
Yeonjun lifts you up and drops you on the bed, the breath whooshing out of you as you make impact with the mattress. You don’t even get the chance to ask him what the hell he’s doing before he spreads your legs and gets between them. "It's my pleasure, doll."
He starts by licking over your panties, and you’re so glad he is easing you through it because even that makes you tingle. His tongue moves up and down your slit in slow, deliberate strokes, turning you on until you’re not sure if your panties are soaked because of your arousal or his saliva. And once it’s completely see-through, he hooks his finger under it, pulling it to the side. 
The first direct touch of his hot tongue against your sensitive pussy has you jolting, your hands shooting out to grab at the sheets. But Yeonjun pulls away for a second, grabbing your hands and putting them on his head.
"You can hold onto my hair, doll." He grins, looking devastatingly handsome, “Pull on it when I do something you like.” 
That’s a dangerous ask because you’re pulling his hair as soon as he puts his mouth on you again. Not that he minds, you can see his smirk as he stares up at you, tongue teasingly swirling around your swollen clit. 
“Don’t tease.” You whimper, holding onto his hair tightly. 
“Why not? You’ve teased me long enough, pretty girl.” He purrs, pressing soft kisses against your pussy while his thumb rubs maddeningly around your entrance. 
“Yeonjun…” You whine, taking your hands away and trying to close your legs, but he pins your legs back down before returning your hands to his hair. “Keep your hands on me. I like it.” 
“Pull my hair harder. I like it when you’re rough with me."
Beomgyu’s words ricochet inside your skull, tearing up your brain. No. Don’t think about him. He’s in another room with another woman, probably fucking her by now. Focus on the man who actually wants you. 
“Did I lose you?” Yeonjun’s voice cuts through your tortured monologue. 
You look at him, embarrassed at having been caught. 
“Then let me make you forget about him.” He vows, wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking on it, making your brain short-circuit. 
“That’s it, doll. Just focus on me.” He flicks his tongue from side to side, causing electricity to shoot up to your belly. 
“Oh god, Yeonjun!” You gasp, pulling at his hair, which just makes him do it with more fervor, alternating between rapid flicks and long languid licks up the entire length of your pussy. You’d be embarrassed by how quickly he builds up your high, if he didn’t look like he was enjoying it so much, moaning into your pussy and staring up at you as if he wants to eat you whole. 
“Feels good?” He smirks, fingers finally breaching your empty pussy. 
“Yes, yes!” You groan, head thrown back as he pumps his fingers inside you, his full lips latching onto your clit once more. 
The feeling of his fingers filling you up, fucking you open, and the unrelenting attack on your clit from his mouth has you teetering on the edge in no time. But then an unwelcome image pops into your brain–Beomgyu with his messy hair and his lips swollen and glistening with arousal–and suddenly it wasn’t Yeonjun between your legs and it wasn’t Haeun Beomgyu was eating out…
No, it was you on the bed and Beomgyu between your legs, looking up at you with his big, brown eyes that seemed to beg you to cum, and you do. You have to bite down on your tongue to stop from screaming his name as you shudder and whine, thighs clamping around Yeonjun’s head. 
Yeonjun. 
You jerk up, orgasm still not quite passed, and blink the haziness away. God, you’re disgusting. 
But Yeonjun has no idea what is going through your head. He has a big smile on his face, proud of himself for making you lose it so easily. 
“You liked that, doll?” He climbs up your body to kiss you, and you hesitantly reciprocate, not wanting him to sense that anything is wrong. But when he starts getting handsy again and you feel his hard cock pressing against you, you quickly push him away. 
"Wait. I can't–I'm sorry.” You stammer nervously. 
“Oh. Are you okay?” 
“Yeah, I just…” Whatever lie you were thinking of dies on your tongue when you make eye contact with him. You can’t lie to him. “I just need to go home."
“Of course.” He backs away, but you can see the disappointment on his face. “Is it… because of Beomgyu?” 
You don’t reply, but that is all the answer he needed.
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Still, he is gentleman enough to take you home. 
“You didn’t have to do this, you know.” You tell him for the tenth time, feeling guilty after basically rejecting him. 
“I know. I wanted to.” He reassures you once again, no hint of annoyance in his voice. “I know Beomgyu usually takes you home, but since he’s… occupied, I didn’t want you to walk home alone.”
“Right.” You mumble, staring at the ground as that painful image of Beomgyu between Haeun’s legs flashes in your mind. “Well, thank you… and I’m sorry. I just don’t think I’m ready yet.” 
“Hey,” He walks towards you, propping your chin up with his finger. “You don’t have to apologize. You don’t owe me anything.” 
“I know. I just wish things were different. I wish I wasn’t so pathetically in love with him that it feels wrong to even be with someone else. Which is stupid, I know. Beomgyu and I aren’t–” Your phone rings for the 10th time since you left the party, cutting you off, and you glare at the name flashing on the screen. 
“Beomgyu again?” 
“Yes.” You roll your eyes, silencing it. 
“Answer it.”
You stare at him as if he grew a second head, and he rolls his eyes. “He’s probably worried about you. We left without saying a word to him.” 
Damn it. You guess he’s right. You didn’t even think of that. 
"Hello?" You press the phone to your ear but quickly move it away slightly at the immediate shouting coming from it. 
"Where the fuck are you?" 
"Home." You answer unenthusiastically, which just pisses Beomgyu off more. "You went home by yourself?"
"No, Yeonjun took me home." You elaborate nervously, scared of how he’s going to react, and boy, does he not disappoint. "Well this is just fucking great. I've been looking all over for you, freaked out of my mind that something happened to you and you're back home fucking my friend."
His words reignite your anger all over again. “I didn’t think you’d come up from between her legs long enough to notice.” 
“So you’re getting back at me by fucking him?”
“I didn’t–you know what, Beomgyu. I can't deal with this right now. I'm going to bed."
"I’m not done–" You hang up on him, too exhausted to think about what any of this means. 
"He's not happy, huh?"
"Nope." You sigh. What a fucking terrible night. 
"I don't get him. If he's jealous, why doesn't he just ask you out?"
"He's not jealous. He's just–” Just what? Why is he even acting that way? What is he so angry about? Because you’re ‘fucking’ his friend? So what? “I don't know. It's complicated. We've been messing around and I guess he got annoyed when he saw us kissing."
“Well, are you guys dating?” Yeonjun asks and you almost laugh. “No. Nothing like that. Just… just messing around.”
"Then he has no right to be annoyed." He states simply, and he’s right. He doesn’t, and you can’t make sense of why he is so all you manage is to lamely mumble, "Well, he's protective of me."
To which Yeonjun snorts, "You mean possessive."
Is he? Why would he be? Is it because he is not used to you having a boyfriend before? Not that Yeonjun is your boyfriend.   
"My brain hurts. I need to sleep." You groan, pulling at your hair in frustration before your hands fall to your sides with a slap. “I’m sorry, Yeonjun.” 
“Don’t be.” He reassures you, “I’ll be here when that idiot inevitably does something to completely push you away.”
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A/N: as always I always love to hear feedback even if it's just how much you'd like to punch gyu lmao. currently i don't know how many parts the remaining plot will be divided into so it could be 2 or 3 more similar sized chapters to this.
just for fun, i'll do a poll every chapter to see if people change their minds on who they want oc to end up with. but i've already decided on what to do so the votes are just for fun
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