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beomie3 · 6 months
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2am ☽༓・*˚⁺
bf!beomgyu x fem!reader
warnings: smut, reader is super horny n desperate for beomgyu at 2am, make out, oral f!recieving, face sitting, use of vibrator, safe(ish) sex, praise kink? cum eating, they are super messy lol.
wc: 4k
♫ title track: 2am - che ecru
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thunder rumbles overhead and you're still restless under the sheets, thinking about the way beomgyu looked in his tight jeans today; the way his bulge naturally poked out a little too much to go unnoticed by you. you just wanted to palm him through his jeans, see that fucked out half-open smile when he's falling apart under your touch.
you replayed scenarios in your head, imagining all of the dirty things you would've done to him when you two sat on the couch earlier playing charades instead of fucking, which you so needed right now. nonetheless, you still had tons of fun with him earlier, you were just horny as hell right now lol.
you rubbed your thighs together at the dirty thoughts replaying in your mind as beomgyu lay "sound asleep" next to you, not knowing that his eyes had fluttered open moments ago from your sudden squirming. he had fallen asleep a while ago, lulled by your warmth and the whir of soft thunder and rain at your window, but here you were wide awake.
he turned around from being little spoon, suddenly facing you with slightly tired eyes, lips puffy from sleep, heavy head propped on his sandwiched hands. you just wanted to crash your lips to his, press your body so tightly to his and tangle all of your limbs together. but you feared maybe he wasn't in the mood and you didn't want to wake him any further.
but oh hell, did beomgyu know that horny look on your face; the way your eyes slightly narrowed with unholy thoughts behind them, subtle flush on your cheeks, body warm and threatening to break out in a sweat.
if it wasn't for your squirming, beomgyu would probably still wake up because of how hot your body temperature was, practically screaming out for some sexual attention.
oh yes, he noticed all of these things about your current state but he remained innocent, acting like he had but a clue in the world to what you were experiencing. just staring at you with tired puppy eyes barely visible in the warm glow of your night light.
"what's wrong baby?" he cooed in his deep, sleepy voice, not intending to turn you on the amount that it did. your legs were shut so tight, slick wetness beginning to seep past your panties and onto your thighs. oh was beomgyu in for a wet surprise.
"i-" you struggled to find the right words to say without saying what you really wanted to say; fuck me right now beomgyu, i need you inside me at this instant!
instead you searched his eyes with a half open mouth, the words caught in your throat and having to clear it a couple times. noticing your struggle to admit your horniness, beomgyu began trailing his fingers up your thigh, feather soft, making it even harder to speak out.
"it's okay baby, just say it. say whatever you want to say," his pinky finger began lightly prodding at your hot and throbbing clit through the wet fabric, stifling a moan as he ever so slowly slipped his pinky past the elastic of your underwear.
"you looked so good today beomgyu. so fucking- hah," you were halted when he pressed his pinky to your absolutely drenched core, circling around your entrance without any added pressure.
"continue on my love, i'm interested," he was beginning to tease you, slowly inserting the tip of his pinky into you as you tried to form coherent sentences, already fucked out by his pinky. barely his pinky.
"i've just...been thinking about being stuffed with your cock all night and i thought i could make it through the night but i can't- i just can't gyu," you moaned out his name at the end, as he had slipped a hand under your (really his) baggy shirt and began circling your nipple with his cold fingertip until it was perky, pelting your entire body with chills.
"you need me to stuff you full of my cock? you could've just said that earlier baby," his deep voice trickled into your ear as he pressed a light kiss to your jaw in the dark, his entire hand already drenched by your juices as he hadn't even done much down there except prod at your clit and slightly finger you with one pinky. you nodded furiously.
"i can do that. i can do double that," he kissed your jaw again, reaching over you and into the drawer of the bedside table to pull out the pink vibrator you both kept there to use during frisky times like these.
he sensed just how badly you needed to be fucked, practically wetting the bed with your arousal and exuding feverish amounts of body heat with how horny you were. he'd be sure to give you the night you needed. give you everything he had in him; even bringing in the help of a toy, turning you on so much you nearly felt dizzy. beomgyu to the rescue!
and so he started out slow, leaning on his elbow next to you as he peeled back the sheets over your bottom half, rubbing the vibrator that had yet to be turned on over your underwear, making you whine out.
but you enjoyed the anticipation, moaning against his lips as you passionately made out. desperately tugging on the fabric of his plain black shirt. he got the memo and slid it off, running your hands down his warm, delicious skin, desiring to press your soon to be naked body to his so badly.
the pace of your make out was quickened as you sat up and he followed, pulling your night shirt off and abandoning it to the side, savoring your hot skin with his hands as he smoothed them over your chest, back, and waist.
you held his face as you kissed him, becoming rougher as you wrapped your arms around his neck, sucking at his plump lips. fuck- he was so delicious you just couldn't think straight, head buzzing with euphoria as you pressed your bare chest to his and felt the warmth seep from his skin, nipples perky against him.
you sat onto your knees with your ass in the air to help him slide your panties off, not noticing the strings of wetness clinging to the wet fabric in the dark, but then you immediately felt the cold air hit your wet thighs, making you aware of just how drenched you were.
"how are you this fucking wet? i love it," he nearly moaned against your neck as you leaned over him, collecting some of your juices with two fingers and placing them into his mouth, quickly crashing his lips back onto yours with sloppy tongue so that you could taste yourself on his lips.
"don't you taste so good?" he pulled away, gazing up at you starry eyed as you bit your lip and smiled, seeing his white teeth slightly peek through his lips in the dim light.
you were on all fours leaning over him, ass still in the air and he took advantage of this by sitting up on his knees, hand firm on your back to keep you in this position.
he turned the vibrator on but took his time nearing it to where you needed it most, watching you writhe as he placed it onto your leg, ass cheek, everywhere BUT your soaked and neglected pussy. you were on the brink of frustration, moaning and clenching around nothing desperately to notify beomgyu of how needy you were.
he was enjoying this; lip between his teeth, conscious of the throb in his dick as it lay flush against his stomach under his plaid pajama pants. he also couldn't wait to fuck you, but he wanted to treat you to as many orgasms as he could before it was his turn to stuff you with his cock as he had promised.
finally, the vibrator reached your clit as he held it between your legs from behind, your back arching as you let out a loud moan, head thrown back and hair messy over your face. it felt so good, especially the feeling of beomgyu's attentive eyes on you, controlling the speed and placement of the toy against your desperate clit.
wetness dribbled down your thigh, serving as beomgyu's cue to lick it up and savor more of your taste because he loved it, situating himself behind you and starting to lick up your thighs. you grew louder as he began to eat you out from the back, still holding the vibrator to your clit as he fucked you with his tongue, cursing at the sheer pleasure.
he too began to moan at how hot this was; you on all fours, ass in his face as he ate you out while double stimulating you, now triple stimulating you as his moans also vibrated against your entrance and had you nearly screaming.
you cried out incoherent sentences as he sucked the juices from your entrance, eyes rolling back as you were so close to snapping. you yelped when he turned the vibrator speed up a notch higher, right up against your swollen clit as you came hard, clenching around nothing but his tongue that was there to catch your juices as you rode it through your waves of pleasure.
so not to overstimulate you, he pulled the vibrator away from your wet folds and over to your nipples, perking up at the vibration over them.
you hung your head, nearly falling over from the instant fatigue after coming so hard. but he kept you there with a firm hand on your hip, kissing and licking your skin like it was an ice cream; tongue trailing all around your thighs, ass, and back, licking a long stripe to your ear as he gently nibbled on it and sent chills darting up your spine in small waves.
he rolled the vibrator off to the side, quickly sliding himself under you and helping you to straddle him, to which you immediately began messily undoing the strings of his pajama pants.
he lifted his hips and slid his fuzzy pants down along with his boxers, stained heavily with precum as he had grown painfully hard at the sight and sounds of you so needy for him.
the two of you were beautifully bare now, and you lowered your hips down to his, sitting on the underside of his warm, throbbing and rock hard dick, causing both of you to breathlessly moan out when you began to grind on it, whimpering when the rim of his tip perfectly massaged your aching clit.
slick sounds filled the room and you picked up the pace with the guidance of his firm grasp on your hips, already feeling the urge to come again just by the sensation of his warm cock sliding through your puffy folds perfectly.
"wait baby," he slowed your back and forth movements on his dick and looked up at you with his beautiful brown, doe eyes; both love and lust shining in their depths.
"come on my face?" he tilted his head slightly and you could just melt on sight. he was just too perfect and cute for this world, asking you for something so nasty, but sounding like the best idea in the world.
you smirked and leaned down to kiss him, his soft hand coming up to cup your cheek, tongue entering your mouth as it quickly got heated and his dick was prodding at your entrance. as badly as you just wanted to slide him inside of you, he made you wait for it which made it even better, like the cherry on top of all the foreplay.
using his hands to guide your hips, he groped at the plush of your ass, tracing little soothing circles over the red skin after squeezing it so hard. you crawled on your knees to position yourself over his pretty face, knees sinking into the pillows on either side of his dark head of hair.
he looked up at you like you were the most fascinating thing he'd ever seen, using his thumbs to spread your wet folds open as he licked his lips at the delicious sight, a low rumble in his throat as he groaned, hungry for you.
sitting down on his face with the guidance of his hands on your hips, he began to go at it; licking and sucking and slurping and making out with your lower lips, throwing your head back with a loud moan with how fantastic he was. sliding his fingers up and down your waist, pinching at your nipples to add to the pleasure.
while he was busy eating you out like you were the best meal he's ever had, you reached over to grab the vibrator, turning it on the lowest setting and reaching behind you to run it up the length of his cock, leaving it on his tip and he moaned into your folds.
he wasn't expecting to be teased back but to say he enjoyed it was an understatement. he fucking loved the sensation against his throbbing head mixed with your taste all over his mouth. and you loved it too, tongue stuffed so deep into you that you could feel his moans vibrate into you, lightly grinding your hips against his tongue to fuck yourself with it.
it wasn't long before you were completely riding his face, both fucked out of your minds as he mumbled incoherent words against your slick folds, lapping and flicking his tongue across your clit messily as he held it firm for you to use like a toy, so so close to unraveling all over him.
"how are you so fucking good beomgyu?" you moaned out, and you were sure the neighbors would probably know his name by now. the sound of you moaning his name like that, praising him and all, had him thrusting his hips up and into the vibrations on his tip, on the verge of exploding all over his own tummy.
all he could do was moan out, looking up at you with pleasure filled eyes, furrowed eyebrows as you rode his face, fingers interlaced with yours and palming your ass together as you felt your core reach its all time high, tightening around his tongue stuffed deep into you, coming all over his face as he sucked and lapped up your juices; the sounds of your lewd moans and whimpers having him drizzling warm cum all over and making a mess of his tummy and spilling over onto the sheets.
catching your breath and crawling in front of his thighs, you used your fingers to scoop up his cum, sucking your fingers clean of the slightly salty liquid, leaving him infatuated; eyes glued to you as he propped himself up on his elbows.
you licked his lower abdomen up completely, cum decorating your lips as you ran your tongue around to savor every last drop, his heart pounding at how hot you looked doing so. his body was about as hot as yours now, jaw slack as he stared at you in awe as you sucked your finger suggestively, intense eyes on his.
"you're so hot." he breathlessly mumbled, wetting his lips with the dart of his tongue over his open mouth, sweat beading at his forehead and daring to drip down onto his flushed, glimmering face. what a beautiful sight it was from your angle.
"says you," you still had your wits about you even after being drunk off of him, both looking at each other fucked out as ever.
he couldn't contain the sudden urge to manhandle you, suddenly sitting up and crashing his lips to yours as he secured an arm around your waist and hips, quickly flipping you over onto the bed so that you lay under him, pinning your hands down and above your head and interlacing them with his.
butterflies darted down your spine and into your stomach at his sudden assertion of dominance, melting against his warm body; willing to do anything and everything for this boy.
his sweet scent wafted into your nose and you felt right at home; arching your back up and into him to be as physically close to him as humanly possible.
"you wanna be stuffed with my cock hm?" he nudged your jaw with his nose and you could feel his smirk on your skin; moving your head aside to give him the access of your neck, blowing cool air into your ear and shivering as it traveled down your steaming skin. he just knew all the right things to do to have you so overcome with such hot arousal.
and holy shit, the way his voice turned you on was a whole other story; whimpering and squirming under his body and wrapping your arms and legs all around him. it simply melted you like honey, seeping into your brain and had blood rushing directly to your clit. so breathy and deep and amazing. and hearing his moans in your ear? you just couldn't wait to hear him moaning all loud like he always does when he's fucking you good.
"please gyu," you nodded, hair staticky against the pillow as your locks fanned out all over it. leaning down, he took your cute tits into his mouth, drunk on the way he swirled his tongue around each bud, subtly rutting his hips against yours; cock flush against your folds and threatening to slip inside at any moment.
he tapped his tip against your clit, releasing a mewl from your lips. you really thought he was going to fuck you in this position, but you thought wrong. suddenly, he picked you up and flipped you over again so that you lay on your stomach, hand firm on your lower back to keep you there.
he watched you for a moment from his vantage point, the way your pretty side profile was visible as you lay your head on the pillow, attractive back that just called his chest to lay flush to it, cute ass in full display as you slightly wiggled it in anticipation.
he palmed your plush cheeks with both of his warm hands, kneading the skin deliciously and sliding them up your back. pressing them by your sides as he lowered himself down, warm chest pressed to your back, lips right next to your ear now as his warm breath spilled into the shell.
he hooks your left leg so that the back of your knee is held with his the bend of his elbow, chin resting on your shoulder with gentle kisses to your skin. the moment you've been waiting for arrives; he takes his cock and circles the tip around your slippery entrance before sliding it into you so slowly, stretching you out deliciously.
you moan loudly into the pillow, ass pressing into his stomach as he's all the way in, so deep inside of you that you can feel the weight of his balls on your clit, walls clenching him so tightly; causing him to twitch and whimper into your ear. you bury your hot face into the cold pillow, heart racing at the sound of his sexy moans and whimpers melting into your brain.
he thrusts are deep and slow until he starts slightly picking up his pace into a rhythmic pattern, rolling his hips against the plush of your butt as the subtle sound of slapping skin and both of your moans fill the room in harmony.
"this what you needed baby?" he coos against your ear out of breath, voice sweet and fanning across your skin.
"yes beomgyu oh- fuck yes," you moan out repeatedly, so dumb on his cock that you could hardly form a coherent sentence. he has an idea that will get you even more fucked out, reaching over to grab the vibrator, placing it against your swollen clit, leg still hooked in his arm and lifted at the perfect angle.
your legs begin to shake as he simultaneously ruts his perfect dick into you, hitting your g-spot as he also satisfies your clit with the delicious buzz. you can't stop moaning his name; wanting to moan his name indefinitely because of how it rolls off your tongue just perfectly.
his brown hair is messy over his sweaty forehead as you turn to look at him; his mouth half open, lips glossy and half lidded eyes, absolutely pussy drunk.
he looks so fucking hot, so perfect and sexy that you don't think twice before pulling his neck to you with your free hand, sucking his lips into a hot make out, strings of saliva connecting you when you come up for a breath.
it's not long before sweat is dripping down his neck and down onto your back, slapping sounds against your ass and high-pitched moans loud enough to be heard well outside of the room.
he turns the vibrator up one more notch, eyes rolling back in your head as you feel overtaken with everything he's giving you, his moans growing louder as he can feel the vibrations through your walls and onto his cock.
"your pussy's so perfect baby. you're so perfect and you're all mine hah-," he deeply chuckles into your neck, sucking marks onto the skin, biting your shoulder gently but sure to leave a mark when he realizes just how close he is.
cursing against your back he holds your hip in place, judging by how loud and shaky you're growing, you'll come at any moment as well. his grip on you is sure to leave bruises in the shape of his fingertips, marking you his.
nothing but i'm so close with spews of filthy words and each other's names exiting one another's mouths fill the room. his tip kissing the deepest part of you with every single thrust.
"cum all over me gyu, decorate me in your cum," you moan out as you feel him violently twitch inside you, that being the last straw before you're gripping the sheets so hard you could rip them, vigorously fluttering and clenching around his cock as you orgasm, entire body shaking.
"yeah? i can do that, watch me." he moans out of breath as he turns your chin to watch him; giving you two final thrusts before he pulls out, releasing so much cum all over your ass and back, its warmth inviting chills to the surface of your skin.
his head is thrown back, mouth open and adam's apple bobbing up and down as he moans your name mixed with profanities and other incoherent words. a sheen of sweat covers his entire body that's on full display for you, stomach tensing as he finishes releasing onto you. your insides continue to flutter, cheeks flushed from both sweat and because of how sexy he is, simply not able to take it anymore.
you collapse onto the bed and he follows right on top of you, making a mess of his own seed on himself, smearing between your back and his chest, not giving a shit about it with how fucked out you both were.
you thought you might be done, but you were only getting started.
it's three hours later and the two of you have been fucking all night, going as many more rounds as you could both muster. him on top of you, you on top of him, sideways, legs over his shoulders and nearly behind your head, legs pressed to your chest, hands above your head, hands tangled in his hair.
soft, hard, intimate, catching one another's moans in your mouths, lips puffy and red by now with nonstop making out.
and by the time you collapsed on top of him with your nth orgasm, the birds were chirping outside as the sun slowly began peeking it's bright eye through the blinds, casting warmth onto your skin and onto the now disheveled and sticky sheets.
panting and absolutely out of it, a few final i love you's were all you could physically say before you were fast asleep, sprawled out on top of him as he lay with his eyes nearly closed, tucking your hair away before placing a gentle kiss to your damp forehead.
you knew you could always count on your gyu to satisfy your horniness; on top of all the other ways in which he satisfied you. you were smiling in your sleep as the sun bathed you, his eyes soon fluttering shut.
let's hope you can walk tomorrow... was all he whispered into the damp air with a soft chuckle before falling asleep, chin resting on the crown of your head <3
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a/n: if you made it this far, tysm for reading! i got this idea so late at night like... late-night gyu hours omg. nonetheless, i hope you enjoyed! :))
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luviestarz · 3 months
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choi soobin fic recs!
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🍈 ; CHOI SOOBIN 🐰 pepero n weed! - @getoogles
🍈 first love — series masterlist - @moonhoures
🍈 soobin with his chain dangling in your face ! - @duhnova (dom! soobin x fem! reader)
🍈 oblivious; csb - @rosewould
🍈 Happy Accidents SMAU - @sunghun (when you embarrass yourself in front of not only everyone in the candy aisle at your local convenience store, but also the cutest boy you’ve ever seen, you can only hope that you’ll never see him again. but fate, it would seem, has other plans…)
🍈 DRIP. | C.SB - @jeontaeil-archived
🍈 attention // c.sb - @fairybinie
🍈 that’s the spirit! — csb - @agustdiv1ne (a couple weeks before halloween, you find the quiet boy from your high school staring up into your bedroom. you’re a little creeped out, and miles more scared, but then he shows you something that changes how you see, well, everything.)
🍈 wrapped in gold ㅡ c.sb - @heartchoi (m)
🍈 corruption ⋆ ࣪. choi soobin. - @hyunimylove
🍈 hurting you ― choi soobin - @jungwnies (he wasn't JUST your best friend, but he was also your shoulder to cry on. after being left crying on the streets after your boyfriend cheated on you what's better than being in the comfort of your bestfriend; choi soobin.)
🍈 stranger danger ₊˚´→⊹ c.sb - @delcakoo (after a night out drinking with friends, you suspect a creep is following you home and try to fight him off (spoiler: it’s your boyfriend, soobin.)
🍈 red string of fate - @cathyun (you live in a world where soulmates existed. everyone is connected by an invisible string, it decides if that person is the one for you or not. the only moment you can see the string is when you've realized your feelings for the right person, your soulmate.)
🍈 ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡ [4:04 pm] - @itgetsquiet
🍈 LESSON LEARNED - @calumcxke (soobin was in a clingy mood, which usually meant a lot of kisses. but with neither of you being able to swim, it went south pretty quickly.)
🍈 THIS IS WHY YOU SHOULD NEVER DRINK BEYOND YOUR LIMITS (OR MAYBE YOU SHOULD?) - @hannie-dul-set (lovestruck! soobin being a little dummy.)
🍈 friendly desires | choi soobin - @txt-trash (soobin is just a friend, he’s someone you talk to on occasion who you’ve struck a deal with one drunken night. if he helps you get with beomgyu, you’ll help him get with a girl he thinks he likes. what he didn’t expect was to fall for you instead when your attention drifted away from him.)
🍈 fangs - c.sb - @beomie3 (the proper way of doing your boyfriend's vampire makeup for a costume party is straddling him, of course <3 + the hickeys you left on his neck are only part of the costume, right?)
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jistagrams · 3 months
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taehyun suggestive texts whennn 😣 I need it to be you bc yours are the best
kicking my feet so hard
texts with taehyun
p: bf!taehyun x gn!reader
w: suggestive, fluff, tyun calls reader pretty(vise versa)
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koqabear · 10 months
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Pretty Privilege (and its complications…)
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♫: California Gurls, Katy Perry // Icky, Kard
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“You love your boyfriend more than anything; so much so that you decide to pay a visit to him while he‘s on duty, a perfect excuse to gawk at his perfect form and charming self. Unbeknownst to you (like always) the act only causes Taehyun to stress, forced to watch you attract attention like a magnet and have people flirt with you left and right— even your understanding boyfriend has his limits, you know.”
lifeguard!Taehyun x fem!reader
Genre: established relationship, beach au, fluff, smut
Word count: 9.6K
warnings: bimbo/ditzy/feminine mc, mc is called a queencard bc idk, mc gets horny every three seconds, mc has nipple peircings and insane pretty privilege, (I have nothing to say for myself.) everyone in this damn beach wants her, she gets hit on by both men and women. alcohol consumption, (no one gets drunk) use of pet names (baby, my girl etc.)  and the words boyfriend/girlfriend, lowkey public indecency.. teasing, possessiveness, a little jealousy. 
smut warnings: dom!taehyun, sub!mc semi-public sex, marking, thigh riding, degrading, possessiveness (again!), rough sex, biting, breast play, grinding, oral (f. rec) multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, strength kink, tae picks the mc up, praise, dacryphilia, creampie (lemme know if I should add anything!)
Notes: alternate title: my strange addiction (kang taehyun) this fic is nawt meant to be taken seriously!! (I blacked out halfway through writing and editing this) Can you tell that I have tropes that just have a deathly chokehold on me? Embarrassing…
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Kang Taehyun feels his heart stop the moment he sees your car pull up. 
A peaceful, thirty-minute break quickly turns into a meditation session the moment he sees your hot pink Porsche convertible pull up, straight from a Barbie movie as the fuzzy dice that hang from the mirror bounce around— even from the top of the hill where the parking lot is at, he’s still able to spot you with eerie ease.
You’re as energetic and bubbly as ever as you exit the car, laughing with your friends as you fail to notice Taehyun’s heated stare; your friends however, are much quicker to catch him, sharing knowing looks amongst themselves and laughing softly. 
His face feels hot as he quickly looks back down, his gaze downcast as he goes to scroll on his phone as a distraction— like instinct, he opens Instagram, your newest story popping up on his feed as he finds himself gulping nervously. 
Beach day!! >v< the picture is captioned, your bright smile practically blinding as you pose with your friends— you practically steal the spotlight with ease however, especially when you’re wearing a pink halter top with a Hawaiian flower pattern that exposes your breasts perfectly, the dip allowing your gold necklaces to rest in between. 
God, Taehyun sighs, running a hand through his hair as he hears your bubbly laugh from a distance, it’s so difficult having such a hot girlfriend.
A hot girlfriend who’s practically an influencer, he adds, counting down the minutes before he has to go back on duty as he remembers how successful your social media page has become. You didn’t mean to do it on purpose— you simply wanted to document your life and style like any other person would— but it seems as though you attracted much more attention than you anticipated.
A few hundred thousand followers and plenty of sponsorships later, however, you quickly found yourself titled a true “queencard”— not that you wanted to be, anyway. 
You took your newfound “fame” with a grain of salt however, living your life as normal and continuing to document your lavish and busy lifestyle— in turn, Taehyun asked you to keep your relationship on the more private side. 
It wasn’t that Taehyun didn’t want to be seen with you; if anything, he adored showing you off, enjoying the way no one could take their eyes off you whenever you entered a room— off his girlfriend. He was very vocal about the love and pride he held for you, but he also preferred to keep his life away from the media. And like the angel you are, you accepted his wishes without any hesitation. 
Like Taehyun, you absolutely adored your partner; you were quite obsessed with him, honestly. If he’d let you, you’d fill your feed with him, your camera roll that was already filled with pictures of him begging to be posted as your mind told you that he could be an influencer as well— because who were you kidding, he’s so smoking hot. 
“Girl, you need to stop staring before you start drooling,” Chaewon says, helping Wonyoung unload the bags from the car as they begin to laugh and tease you. You simply whine at her comment, biting your lip before you force yourself to look away; how could someone look so attractive by just scrolling on their phone?
“I can’t help it,” you cry, taking a beach bag from Wonyoung in order to help, “he’s just sooo hot!” 
“And you let us know every time,” Wonyoung laughs, nudging your side as she gestures toward the beach before her, “don’t you at least wanna get closer?” 
Like an eager puppy, you nod, getting a head start as you walk down the steep path towards the beach; you can hear your friends yelling at you to be careful, but all you can currently think about is Taehyun— Taehyun and his rippling muscles, Taehyun and his tan skin that’ll be left exposed to the hot sun, Taehyun and his chain that you love to tug on when he’s on top of you…
Oh my god, you realize with dread, your thighs rubbing together as you stop to wait for your friends, I’m so horny right now. 
The curse of having such a hot boyfriend— you literally got soaking wet from the very thought of him. 
The last thing you would do is have your friends realize, however, much too embarrassed to let them in on your more intimate thoughts as you scan the beach, looking past the groups of people for a good spot to settle down; lucky for you, you find a spot between the lifeguard tower and a concessions stand. 
“Here here here!” You yell, running towards the spot without hesitation as your friends are forced to keep up; you ignore the feeling of the sand slipping into your sandal pumps, much more distracted by the fact that you’ll be able to see your boyfriend on duty. 
Taehyun, ever the innocent victim of your antics, remains clueless as to where you’re setting up at the moment; he sits at the tables on the other side of the concession stand, still scrolling through his phone as he counts down the minutes before he’s on duty once more— sighing, he looks up from his device, his eyes scanning the hill before him as he inevitably finds your car— he can’t help but frown once he sees that you’re no longer there. 
Where could you have run off to, he wonders, walking over to the headquarters in order to go back on rotation— he’s unable to stop thinking about you, already dreading how much of a distraction you’ll be to him as he makes his way over to his platform— only to stop, his breath stuttering as he sees the very sight he’s been dreading. (See: fantasizing.)
You’re wearing that same denim mini-skirt that always drives Taehyun crazy— actually, you’re not even wearing it anymore, his teeth sinking into his lip as he watches you strip innocently. The bikini bottom you wear matches your top, the same pink with the Hawaiian flower pattern; the shameful excuse of a bottom barely covers you, yet you don’t really seem to notice as you tie a sheer beach skirt around your hips. 
Dangerously, you pull your shirt over your head; and if Taehyun wasn’t flustered enough by your bottoms, the matching top definitely did the trick— how it barely managed to cover you almost impressed Taehyun, his mouth drying as he took note of the way you tied all the strings into cute little bows, adorning your hips and back as your friends complimented you over the cute set— puffing your chest out proudly, Taehyun swore he almost fell to his knees as he took note of the piercings that poked through the thin fabric. 
Oh god. He’s screwed. 
You and your friends are quick to set everything up; you’re eager to lay back against the towel as Wonyoung runs to the ocean, yelling at the two of you to go with her as she laughs with joy. 
“No thanks, I’ll stay here,” you say, getting comfortable as you stretch under the sun, the warmth making you smile as you reassure Chaewon, “Actually, I think the place over there has a mini bar— I might go get a drink.”
With one last goodbye and a yell along the lines of get me one, I’ll meet you there! Chaewon leaves, sand kicking up behind her as she begins to chase after Wonyoung; the two look beyond happy as they enter the water, the sight endearing as you finally get up. 
Unbeknownst to you, Taehyun watches like a hawk; he couldn’t get his eyes off you even if he wanted to, the sway of your hips and the shining sun on your skin much too enticing as he watches you leave, bitterly taking note of the way the men nearby begin to drool over you. 
Taehyun isn’t an insecure person— he’s far from it, and he knows damn well that you’d choose him over any other man on this beach. But he’s also tempted to run after you, to claim you as his and show everyone just how much you like him— but he remains professional, feeling his ears turn red as he snaps out of his lewd fantasies.
You haven’t even talked to him, but he’s already feeling desperate for you. 
Being a lifeguard has its perks— today’s perk comes in the form of his tall seat, being able to get a good look at the whole beach, and you. More specifically, the way you cutely lean against the counter of the bar, pouting like always as you take a second to stare at the menu. 
“So…” you trail off, pursuing your lips before you’re smacking your lips, tapping your ID rhythmically against the wood as you feel the worker staring at you intently, “I’ll just have two margaritas. And a water. Please?” 
The worker before you is bright and quick to work as he nods, stumbling over his feet for a second before he’s making you your drink; you don’t think you’ve ever seen someone work so fast as he hands you your order, sliding over an ice cold water bottle as well.
“Thank you! How much do I owe you?” You exclaim, placing your purse over the counter as you begin to dig for your wallet; only for him to interrupt you, stuttering out a quiet Oh, wait, as you look up at him with innocent doe eyes, waiting for him to continue.
“It’s on the house,” he smiles, watching as you can only let your jaw drop at his words; unsure of what to do, you glance back at your order, left speechless as you take a second, only to look back up at the worker in surprise.
“Really?” You ask breathily, tilting your head as you lean in closer to read their name tag— Jay simply nods, smiling sweetly as they reassure you that you don’t need to pay, “Oh, you’re so sweet!” 
You’re laughing at the way Jay turns slightly red, surprised at his kind act as you ask one last time if it’s really okay— he reassures you once more, opening his mouth to say something before another customer is approaching, taking his attention as he reluctantly leaves your side. 
Taking a sip of your drink, you can’t help but feel the smile stuck on your face as Chaewon finally appears to join you; she’s soaking wet as she stands with you under the shade of the bar, thanking you with a cute smile as she takes the margarita you hand her. 
“How much? I’ll pay you back,” Chaewon says, gesturing at the drink before her as you simply shake your head in response. 
“No need. It was free!” You say, giggling at the way Chaewon looks at you incredulously.
“Free?” She echoes, watching as you only nod eagerly in response, “how?” 
“Dunno,” you say, licking at the rim that’s dusted with sugar, “that Jay guy was just really sweet!” 
“Or attracted to you,” Chaewon muses, nudging you playfully as she gives you a mischievous grin— she laughs as you shake your head defensively, painfully unaware of your pretty privilege as you fail to notice the way Jay glances back at you, clearly hoping to talk to you again.
“I got this for Wonyoung,” you say, gesturing to the cold water bottle that’s currently dripping over the counter, “gonna go give it to her, wanna come with?” 
Chaewon shakes her head, gesturing to her unfinished drink as she tells you to go ahead; watching you go ahead, she waits for you to get out of earshot, turning to the employee before she’s narrowing her eyes at him.
“Can I get a water please?” 
Without another glance, Jay nods— “That’ll be one-fifty.”
Barking out a laugh, Chaewon grins, proving her theory right as she watches Jay turn red from the realization that she caught on— being friends with you proved to come with more benefits than she realized, she thinks, biting back another smile as she goes to drink her margarita. Turning around, she watches you fondly— and more specifically, the way you begin to walk past the volleyball game that’s going on, making your way back to your setup as the men playing begin to take notice of you. 
“Hey baby,” a man calls out, drawing your attention as you simply hum politely in response, “Why don’t you come play with us?” 
You can only muster out a soft laugh at that, shaking your head as you ignore the way your body begins to heat up from all the attention; shyly, you refuse their offer, unsure of what to say as you feel their eyes taking you in slowly. 
“Oh, I’m not that good,” you say, shaking off their amused laughs as you hold Wonyoung’s water bottle close to you, feeling the perspiration drip onto your forearm, “I probably wouldn’t be very useful on your team.” 
Your response is genuine; you know you’re not good at volleyball after countless failed attempts to learn, much more content sitting on the sidelines and watching your perfect boyfriend absolutely dominate during his games— the thought is enough to have you fighting back a fond smile, brought back to reality by the way the man talking to you takes a step closer to you.
“ ‘s okay, I can teach you,” the man grins, spinning the volleyball expertly in his hands as his teammates nod in agreement. You’re unsure of how to refuse them now, but a sudden sharp whistle is taking all of your attention as your head whips to the source of the sound. 
You practically feel like an overexcited puppy as you spot Taehyun, on duty and scolding a group of teenagers for who-knows-what. Without another thought, you run over to him, leaving the group of men who can only call for you to wait— their words fall deaf on your ears as you feel your heart beating faster, calling out his name and watching as he finally spots you running over to him. 
“Hyun!” You say, waving cutely as you watch him smile fondly at you— you think your heart could burst as you practically jump into his arms, feeling him stumble back from the impact as you throw your arms around his neck fondly. 
“Taehyun!! Baby, hi!!” You say, bouncing on your feet as you pull away to pepper kisses on his cheek; all he can do is laugh as he falls victim to you, muttering a soft “okay, okay” as he pats your back fondly. 
“Baby, baby, I’m still working,” Taehyun reminds you, watching you pull away with a small oh right, that tumbles from your lips. His hands are still on your waist as his fingers trace over the fabric of your beach skirt, and you can’t help the way you burst into giggles as you take him in. 
“What, what’re you laughing at?” He asks, brows raising as he tilts his head curiously; you can only shake your head, wiping the bottom of your lip as you attempt to calm down. 
“My lip gloss is all over you,” you say, watching as he simply laughs at your comment, his dimple on display as he reaches up to rub at his cheek— it barely works, but he doesn’t seem to mind much as he finally lets go of you.
“Did you get yourself a drink, pretty?” He says, nodding his head at the water bottle you hold in your hands; you nod, smiling happily as you recount the events that happened in your head. 
“Yeah, the worker there is super sweet,” you gush, glancing back at where you see Chaewon still leaning against the counter, waving at you happily as you’re quick to return the gesture, “he gave me my drinks for free.”
“Did he now?” Taehyun asks, raising a brow at you as he watches you nod innocently. Glancing back at the shop, he sees Jay, who can only avert his eyes and hide from his sight. Looking back at you, his gaze softens as he takes in the way you practically glow under the sun, “that’s very nice of him.” 
Taehyun wishes nothing more than to be able to go back off duty and enjoy his time with you; instead, he needs to wait another four hours before he can properly show you just how happy he is to see you— unbeknownst to you of course, much too eager to be outside on such a nice day as you ramble about things with no clear end in sight. 
“I need to go back to work, baby,” Taehyun sighs, smiling at the way you begin to whine immediately, “I know, I know— I wish I wasn’t working today either.” 
Bringing you in closer, he places a soft kiss on the tip of your nose before he’s taking a step back, the dazed smile you send him enough to have his heart fluttering as he returns it without a thought.
“ ‘m just happy I get to see you.”
His words clearly affect you as you attempt to stutter a response, hitting him with a whine the moment he tries to laugh at you fondly— you can tell he’s reluctant to leave, but the same group of teenagers as before seem to be causing a ruckus once more as he sighs, bidding you goodbye before he’s off. 
You can only stand and stare with dismay, pouting as you watch him turn his back to you— his toned, broad back, with a waist so small you’d do anything to wrap your arms around it— or even better, your legs…
You groan as the same dangerous train of thought begins to hit you, your eyes squeezing shut as you force yourself to turn around— to walk straight to where Wonyoung lays without glancing back at your boyfriend, the task much harder than you’d think as you hear his sharp voice scolding the group of teenagers.
He sounds so hot, you think to yourself, wanting nothing more than to run away with your man and have him fuck you stupid behind the concession stand, oh my god, I want him so bad. 
“Wow, this thing is freezing,” Wonyoung says, taking the water bottle from your hands gratefully. Watching as you slump down next to her, Wonyoung pauses, trying to guess what might be wrong before she follows your line of sight.
“Ah,” she mutters, taking a long drink from her water before she sighs, “Are you sad you can’t talk to your boyfriend?”
“He’s being professionalll,” you groan, throwing a hand over your eyes as you lay back, the pout forming on your face second nature at this point, “I just wish he’d stay over here!” 
“It’d be a danger to the public if he just stopped doing his job,” Wonyoung reasons, watching the way you reluctantly agree with her, “plus, it was your idea to visit while he was on duty.”
“I didn’t think he’d look so fucking hot!” You admit, crossing your arms over your chest in defeat as Wonyoung simply laughs in amusement. Opening your eyes, you’re surprised to find Chaewon looming over you, a smile on her face as she takes her seat on her towel beside you. 
“You always think he looks hot. Also, the bartender over there totally wants you.” Chaewon pipes up, calling Wonyoungs name as she gestures to the water bottle in her hands before gesturing back to the mini-bar.
“Don’t tell me,” Wonyoung says, staring down at the item in her hand as Chaewon nods in confirmation, “wow, that’s pretty impressive.”
“It’s nothing, he was just being nice!” You refute, ever an airhead and your friends simply shake their heads in response, “It’s true!” 
“He didn’t bother looking back in my direction once you left,” Chaeryeong points out, glaring playfully at Wonyoung who laughs at her comment, “not to mention, those guys playing volleyball were literally drooling over you.”
“Wait, I saw that— I was kind of scared for a second,” Wonyoung admits, Chaewon nodding along as she confesses that she was about to jump in when you finally managed to escape, “you’re so lucky you managed to leave before things got weird.”
To be honest, you stopped listening around that last part— well, it’s not like you weren’t listening, it’s more like you weren’t really contributing to the conversation as you take notice of Taehyun, more specifically the way he’s playing with a child around the shallow end of the ocean, watching as he manages to make the child laugh, his eyes bright and fond as he takes good care of the toddler.
The sight practically has you melting, and you’re forced to bite your lip to suppress your smile— but then again, you’ve never really been good at hiding things— especially with the way you find your friends looking in the direction you are, the two of them sporting knowing smiles as they exchange a look. 
“Oh girl,” Wonyoung sighs, going to lay on her back as she puts on her sunglasses, “you’re drooling again.” 
Shit, you totally were. 
-♡-
The next three and a half hours pass by painfully slowly— for Taehyun, at least. 
It seems that you’re finally able to take your eyes off him after a period of adjustment, and he’s able to watch from his post as you enjoy yourself in the ocean, splashing around with your friends as the three of you have fun and remain carefree.
Carefree is probably one of the last words Taehyun would use to describe himself at the moment— it was a given that being a lifeguard was unpredictable and difficult, but being on duty while having his hot girlfriend that attracted attention like a magnet there with him was next-level. 
He couldn’t even begin to count the number of times someone managed to hit on you in the past hour— from what he saw, at least— it was ridiculous, really, even more so because you were never able to pick up on it. Ever. 
Taehyun couldn’t take his eyes off you for one second without a new person approaching you; he chalks it up to both your beauty and the fact that you’re one of the most approachable people Taehyun has ever met.
He’s never been happier to own sunglasses than today— or else you definitely would’ve caught him watching carefully as a random woman your age  offered to put sunscreen on you, your friends back in the ocean as you opted to take a moment to rest under the sun instead. 
“Your swimsuit is so cute,” she told you, her voice filled with a flirty lilt as it managed to travel to Taehyun’s ears; you had been as clueless as ever, holding your top up with your hands as you allowed her to untie your string and lotion your back— he tried to give this random stranger the benefit of the doubt, but it was really difficult to with the way she massaged you gently and leaned over to speak into your ear. 
“Are you single?” The implications of her words barely registered in your head before thoughts of Taehyun were overpowering your brain, a smile involuntarily tugging at your lips as you tried to hold back your giddy giggles in order to answer. 
“She’s not.”
You could feel the woman’s hands still on your shoulder as the two of you looked up, your smile only widening as your eyes met Taehyun’s— at least you think, he was currently wearing sunglasses. (Which he looked really hot in, of course. You think you would’ve jumped on him by now if it weren’t for the risk of you flashing the entire beach.)
“Oh, I’m sorry,” the woman behind you said, laughing nervously as she quickly went to stand; you couldn’t help but be confused by the way she hurriedly said goodbye to you, but all your questions were answered once you turned around to meet Taehyun’s irritated face, his brows pulled together in a frown as he let out a soft tsk. 
“Hyun, are you jealous?” The question is enough to have him snap out of his daze, blinking wildly behind his shades before he’s pushing them up and onto his head, pushing his wet hair back and exposing his forehead as he did; looking down at you, he can’t help but soften at the sight of you and your cute wide eyes, letting out a soft chuckle before he’s patting your head fondly. 
“No, I’m not.” 
You watch as he settles down behind you, taking the previous woman’s spot as he murmurs for you to turn around. You’re facing forward once more, taking in the pretty sight of the beach as you shift on your knees, sitting back on your legs as you wait for him to do something. 
“You looked pretty jealous,” you muse, looking down to watch as he takes the sunscreen bottle that was left at your side; the smell of the lotion fills your senses once more as you hear him open it, squeezing some on his palm as the sound of his airy laugh reaches your ears. 
“Well, it’s not exactly nice to watch another person feeling up my girl,” he reasons, watching as you straighten up at his comment, “why didn’t you ask your friends for help baby?” 
“Mmmh, they’re busy and she offered to help,” you confess, shivering at the feeling of the cold lotion against your shoulders, “and she was not feeling me up.” 
Unbeknownst to you, Taehyun can’t help but feel frustrated at your comment— your naivety made it difficult to make a point sometimes, and this was one of those moments as he was unable to stop the deep sigh that escaped him. 
“She wasn’t?” He asks, and you can’t help but gasp as you feel his touch become further; fingers digging into your flesh, massaging your shoulders tenderly as he leans in close to whisper into your ear, his hands roaming your body so slowly you think you might melt, “so what do you feel now that I’m doing it?” 
Horny. 
“I… I feel like I’m in the wrong,” you admit, stuttering softly as he begins to come back up to your shoulders, his dainty hands going past your collarbones and down your arms; slowly, he makes his way down, leaning forward as he does so until he’s pressed firmly against your back— his firm chest against your back, his hands reaching for your own as he interlocks his fingers with yours. 
You can feel his hair tickle against your neck as he presses a slow kiss against the back of your shoulder, biting your lip as you fight back the desperate whine that threatens to escape from you. 
“Glad you realize,” he laughs softly, letting go of you and sitting back as he takes a moment to inspect the beach; you can’t help the sadness that fills you as he begins to stand, only to pause as he notices your dejected state.
“Do you need any more help?” He asks slowly, watching as you nod happily before you’re laying down across the towel; he thinks he might lose his job as you look back at him, batting your eyes prettily as you send him a coy smile.
“Do the rest for me?” 
Taehyun hesitates. On one hand, it wasn’t very professional of him to lotion up his incredibly gorgeous girlfriend while on duty— not that the public was aware of the fact that you two were together, anyway— but on the other hand…
“How could I say no to you,” Taehyun sighs, kneeling at your side and taking the lotion bottle from you as he decides fuck it— he has half an hour left anyway. 
Your skin is warm to the touch; both of you are sighing in contentment the moment his hands meet your skin, massaging the lotion into the rest of your back as he tries to remain as professional as possible. 
You, on the other hand, are not doing that great. 
If there’s one thing that tests your self-control more than anything, it’s Taehyun— especially Taehyun that has his hands all over you, his touch firm and soothing as he begins to massage the back of your thighs— if he sees you squeeze them together, he doesn’t bother to let on, your mind fogging with horrible and lewd thoughts that would have your boyfriend red and flustered within seconds. 
The last of your resolve crumbles the moment his fingers ghost over your waist; dipping under the skimpy string of your bikini bottom, reaching toward the back before he begins to cop a feel— you can feel your breathing begin to pick up as he’s moving up, tickling against your sides before he’s reaching past your top; fingers massaging against the sides of your breasts, cupping what he can before he’s squeezing coyly. Flustered, you bury your head into your arms, listening to the way he laughs teasingly, his hands drifting away just as quickly as they appeared before he’s going to ask you if you’re alright teasingly. 
“I need you,” You whine, the words muffled against your arms as you dig your head deeper into your arms.
“Hmm?” 
This seems to be your last straw; sitting up, you scramble to keep your top on as you turn around to face Taehyun, taking him in in all his sun-kissed glory, sure that you look beyond flustered and destroyed by now. 
“Taehyun, I need you so bad,” you whine out, scooting closer to him as you watch his eyes widen with your unhinged rambling, “I’ve been trying to be good this whole time and distract myself, but it’s so fucking hard because I’ve been wet from just looking at you— Hyun baby, I’m so hmmf—!”
Taehyun is impressed by how easily you’re able to fluster him— he’s sure his ears are completely red as he presses his palm firmly against your mouth, taking in the way you look at him with wide, teary, and fucked out eyes. 
He takes a deep breath in order to control the dangerous feeling of desire that flows through him. 
Exhaling deeply, he takes a second to look at the clock posted by the headquarters— he feels his body relax with relief as he slowly pulls his hand away from you, giving you a warning look before he gestures at the time.
“Fifteen minutes,” he says, leaning in and muttering the words in his deep, glorious voice, “can you be good for me for another fifteen minutes?” 
You think you might die if you don’t take him right now. 
“Yeah,” you breathe out shakily, watching as Taehyun laughs at your pathetic state. 
“Good,” he says, standing up and getting ready to leave before another lifeguard realizes he’s been talking to you this whole time, “just wait for me, baby.” 
You’re a bit dejected as you watch him leave you, back to being his perfect and professional self as he spots abandoned swimming equipment from the rental shop; he can feel your heated gaze on him the entire time, forced to stifle a laugh as he glances back in your direction curiously— you’re shamelessly staring, a pout on your face as you carefully re-tie your top once more. 
Please, you think to yourself, choosing to lie back against your towel and clear out your thoughts, your eyes fluttering shut as you take a deep breath, please let these next fifteen minutes pass quickly. 
-♡-
Taehyun knows the exact second his fifteen minutes are up— only because you trot up to him like an excited puppy, your beach skirt flowing in the wind as you wave at him excitedly.
“Will you let me clock out at least?” Taehyun asks, letting out an amused laugh as you immediately attach yourself to his side; you give him a quick nod of your head in response, telling him to lead the way as you refuse to leave him anytime soon.
“Missed you so much,” you say, eyes sparkling as Taehyun can only throw his head back and laugh in bewilderment at your comment, “I’m serious! It’s hard to keep my hands off you, Hyunnie.”
“Don’t worry, I feel the same,” he hums, slowing his steps to place a gentle peck on your cheek, “Wait for me? I’ll only be a moment.”
Nodding happily, you tell him you’ll go get him a drink— you know he could use it, taking in his tired steps as he walks back to headquarters with a sigh— turning around, you spot your friends already at the bar, waving you over as you make your way to them happily. 
“He’s finally off?” Chaewon asks, watching as you nod with a bright smile on your face, “that’s good. You two can spend some time together now— especially now that the sun is beginning to set.”
“Not that you weren’t already,” Wonyoung teases, watching as you try to defend yourself with useless stutters as she continues to poke fun at you. 
“I— can I just get a water?” Giving up on trying to win the argument, you turn back to the same worker from earlier, watching as Jay jumps in surprise the moment your eyes meet his. 
“Oh, of course,” he mutters, placing the ice-cold refreshment before he clears his throat, face turning red as he avoids eye contact with you, “you don’t owe me anything, we’re closing soon and the register is already locked.”  
Letting out an embarrassed laugh, you can’t help but glance at your friends, feeling your face become hot as they send you sly looks; Jay seems to be just as flustered as you, bowing politely before turning around and resuming his closing tasks— biting your lip, you suppress another laugh, your friends already mouthing things along the lines of I told you so, as you simply push them playfully, looking around to see if Taehyun has come back yet. 
“This for me baby?” Taehyun’s hand is warm on your waist as he appears behind you, looking over your shoulder and smiling as you eagerly hand him the water bottle in return. 
He’s quick to drink, much thirstier than he realized as he practically begins to gulp it down; he can feel your stare on him the whole time, fighting back a smile as he closes his eyes in an attempt to ignore it. 
He looks like a model, you think, watching him fondly with hearts in your eyes; the day hasn’t looked nicer than it does now, the beach almost empty now that the sun has almost set and the weather growing cooler as the waves crash against the shore, the golden rays of the sun practically leave Taehyun glowing. Playfully, he pushes you away, unable to hold back his laugh any longer as he scolds you to stop staring! You can only laugh sheepishly as you try to deny doing so, but you know he’d never believed you from how clingy you’ve been with him all day. 
“You’re so sweet Jay,” Taehyun smiles, the said male practically jumping out of his skin at the mention of his name; turning around slowly, he laughs awkwardly, meeting eyes with Taehyun, who snakes an arm around your waist and pulls you closer as he tilts his head teasingly, “for not charging my girl. I appreciate it.” 
“Yeah, of course,” Jay stutters, eyes downcast as he feels his face burning from the attention, “figured it was for you, so I didn’t bother ringing it up.” 
Taehyun only hums in appreciation at the man’s comment, slightly irritated at the way he’s able to lie through his teeth so easily; turning away from him, he takes the chance to look at you, smiling fondly and leaning in for a chaste kiss that has you melting against him. 
“Gross. Get a room you two,” Chaewon scoffs, covering Wonyoung’s eyes playfully as the two tease you endlessly. 
“Gladly,” Taehyun smiles mischievously, rolling his eyes at the way your friends gag in response, pulling you against him as you steady yourself with a hand on his chest, “mind if I steal her away from you guys for a bit?” 
“Go ahead,” Chaewon says, waving the two of you away with ease, “bring her back in one piece, please.” 
I’ll try, is all Taehyun says, pulling you along and laughing at the way you eagerly follow along with one last goodbye to your friends, clueless to the way Taehyun’s jaw ticks with annoyance as he pulls you away from your friends— and right towards headquarters, making his way to the back of the building, secluded by trees and the hill you came from.
“Tae, what’re we doing here—?” Your sentence is briefly cut off with Taehyun’s mouth against yours, the kiss harsh and desperate as you quickly become a mess of spit, moaning weakly against Taehyun’s mouth as he sinks his teeth into your bottom lip. 
The string of saliva that connects you two as he pulls away has you whining breathily, steadying yourself with two hands placed firmly on his shoulders as you allow him to corner you, walking backward as his firm hold on your hips forces you to be pressed against the wall. 
“You drive me so fucking crazy,” he growls in frustration, attaching his lips right under your ear as he begins to suck— you’re gasping in response, clinging onto him desperately as you already feel your knees become weak. Pulling away from you, his dark gaze meets yours, heated and sharp as he takes in your fucked out state. 
“Do you have any idea how hard it is to have my pretty girl get flirted with by everyone that lays their eyes on her?” He asks, shifting your hips towards him as he slots his thigh between yours with ease, “to just watch it happen because she’s too much of an airhead to realize what’s happening in front of her?” 
The whimper that escapes you from his words is downright embarrassing; but it’s enough to have Taehyun’s lips back on yours, eager to keep you quiet as his fingers begin to play with the strings of your bikini.
If there’s one thing Taehyun is an expert at, it’s pleasing you with every part of his body— which is exactly why he’s able to have you turn into a mess under him in seconds, flexing his thigh and bouncing it as his strong hands force your hips down on him more; he’s controlling your every movement, his grip on you bruising as you wonder if it’ll leave a mark on you later.
“You’re already wet,” Taehyun muses, feeling the way you claw at him uselessly, throwing your head back against the wall as you try to set the pace yourself, only to fail miserably, “barely took anything and you’re already dripping all over me.”  
The pleasure becomes overwhelming as Taehyun begins to litter kisses all over you, biting at you softly as he slowly begins to make his way down to your breasts; with a breathy moan, you jut out your chest, the sight making Taehyun let out an airy laugh as his eyes flicker back up to your face to watch your expression carefully. 
“Such pretty tits,” Taehyun grins, kissing on top of the fabric as he watches your eyes flutter shut, his eyes flickering back down to the metal that pushes against the thin top, “which ones are you wearing today baby?”
“The ones you got me,” you reply, biting your lip as you open your eyes, clouded with lust as you grind a little harder against Taehyun’s thigh, “the heart ones.” 
His warm mouth against your breast is enough to have you letting out a sigh of contentment; a hand immediately threads itself in his hair as you feel his tongue laving over your nipple through the fabric, tracing the jewelry carefully as you jut your chest out to him in response. His hand comes up to slip itself under the fabric of your swimsuit, grabbing your breast and squeezing teasingly before he begins to circle your other nipple. 
You feel dizzy, his touch practically everywhere as your eyes flutter shut, trying your best to keep your noises to a minimum as you bite your lip— but it’s useless, especially with the way he’s practically on you, his warm body on yours as you’re able to feel his erection against you. 
Whining hopelessly, you let go of his hair, allowing your hand to trail down as you get a good feel of his body— his strong muscles, his abs that flex in anticipation as you begin pawing at his swim shorts.
“Please please please,” you cry, slipping a hand past the barriers and stroking his dick slowly, your hips picking up the pace as you hear him groan lowly into your ear, “please fuck me Hyun, I need you so bad and I’ve been waiting so patiently for you…”  
“Have you?” Taehyun asks, relishing in the way your hand struggles to keep a pace, shivering slightly at the way you tighten your grip on him for a second, “because all seen today is the way my little attention whore of a girlfriend can’t survive if my eyes aren’t on her for a second.”
“Did you have fun seeing the way everyone else drooled over you?” He asks, pulling your hand away from him harshly before he’s stepping in between your legs, hooking one of them around his waist before he begins to grind against you, “did you like seeing me jealous, sweet thing?”
“I didn’t mean to,” you gasp, feeling him prod against your entrance as he unties your beach skirt with deft fingers, the cloth fluttering to the ground as he begins to grind against you harder, “I didn’t know—!”
“Oh, you didn’t know?” He mocks, taking pity on you for a second before his gaze is hardening again, “you never know, dumb little thing.”
It’s almost shameful how hard your pussy clenches at his words; you’ve made a mess of your bottom as Taehyun groans, eyes catching the way you’ve left a damp spot already. 
“God, you really can’t control yourself, hmm?” He asks, cooing at you softly as he takes in the way you’ve already begun to tear up. The sound of distant voices has him pausing, and you feel as though you’re afraid to breathe as your wide eyes meet Taehyun’s.
“Did Taehyun leave already?” The voice is immediately recognizable as Taehyun narrows his eyes, listening to Yeonjun, one of the other lifeguards on rotation today, talk to someone else. 
“Yeah… he left a few minutes ago,” Jay responds, and you can’t help but raise a brow as Taehyun takes a step away from you, about to mouth what are you doing? before he’s sinking to his knees before you, throwing a leg over his shoulder as you can only watch helplessly.
“With that one girl?” Yeonjun asks, your eyes widening as you glance over in the direction the sound comes from; you’re quickly brought to the man in front of you as he begins to litter kisses all over your inner thigh, biting the skin softly as he murmurs eyes on me. Shakily, you nod, letting out a shaky breath as the conversation from the two filters back to you two once more.
“Yeah, you saw her?” Jay says— Taehyun’s nimble fingers are undoing the ties of your bottoms with such ease that you can’t help but gasp as the fabric slips off, your pussy left for display as your boyfriend takes in how needy you are with a satisfied smile.
Taehyun’s tongue is warm and teasing as he circles it over your clit, letting his spit coat you freely before he’s pressing firm kisses against your bud— you're forced to slap a hand over your mouth as he begins to suck on it, his tongue running over the sensitive bud as you feel your thighs shaking around his head; his hair is wet and ticklish as it touches the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, and you’re forced to concentrate in order to not let an embarrassing sound slip from your lips.
“Man, of course I did— she was fucking hot,” Yeonjun’s confession is enough to have Taehyun working harder, fingers prodding at your entrance and eagerly stretching you out as you choke back on a moan— in any other situation, you would be loud enough that Taehyun would have to stop to tease you about it, but the thought of either of them hearing you was much too mortifying as Taehyun began to slowly pump his fingers.
Your body said otherwise, however.
“I saw you give her those drinks for free,” Yeonjun teased, and you listened to the way Jay simply groaned at the reminder; you, on the other hand, were forced to remain quiet, your eyes rolling to the back of your head the moment Taehyun added a third finger, picking up his pace and bringing you closer to your high as you began to rock your hips against his face subconsciously, feeling his tongue beginning to wander as it licked all over your pussy— curling his fingers, you sighed, feeling the way he flattened his tongue against your clit before he began to pump his fingers once more. 
“I thought I’d try to make a move on her or something,” Jay confesses, the embarrassed tone to his voice not lost on you as you feel yourself grow hot— your hand presses harder against your mouth as you reach down to thread your fingers through Taehyun’s hair, pulling him closer against your pussy as you subtly try to communicate that you’re close; he seems to get the hint as he does his best to keep his ministrations up, your eyes squeezing shut as their conversation continues to flow into your ears. 
“But that was before I knew she was his girl,” Jay says, sighing as Yeonjun replies with an incredulous seriously? “Yeah, you should’ve seen the way he looked at me when he caught on, man. I was scared for my life.”
You’re sure you know how Taehyun was looking at him— at least, if it’s any resemblance to the way he looks at you now, his eyes filled with pure possessiveness and anger that it has you coming undone in seconds, a weak moan escaping through your hand as you squeeze your eyes shut. Taehyun helps you ride out your orgasm diligently, the lewd sounds of his tongue cleaning you up making you flustered as you cover your face in embarrassment. 
He’s sucking teasing marks all over your inner thighs once more before he’s standing back up, prying your fingers apart gently as he whispers for you to look at him; your eyes are needy as you blink up at him, and Taehyun swears you’ve never looked more beautiful as you practically glow before him, his eyes darkening at the reminder that you’re all his— his coworkers could only dream of getting close to you, let alone having you in the position he does now. 
“My pretty girl,” he sighs out, smiling at the way you throw your arms over his shoulders, bringing him in closer until you’re pulling him in for a tender kiss— it doesn’t last long however, your breathy whines making Taehyun press against your cunt once more, feeling how much wetter it’s gotten as he begins to kiss you senseless.
“My girl,” he repeats, pulling away to trail his kisses down to your neck, beginning to suck carelessly as he feels you reach down to pull his cock out, “all mine. Mine.”
His sudden possessiveness is new to you as you can only remain pliant under him, allowing him to do whatever he wants with you as he finally aligns himself at your entrance; biting your lip, you bury your head in the crook of Taehyun’s neck, squeezing your eyes shut as you feel him tease you— rubbing the head of his cock up and down your slit, feeling the way you clench around nothing as he grinds against you subtly— it’s enough to have you digging your nails into him, whining into his ear that you need more as you feel his tip begin to nudge at your clit; you think you might lose it as you feel his precum drip all over your cunt, your hips shifting toward him involuntarily to try and chase the feeling. 
Your mouth is falling open the moment he’s entering you; stretching you out, sliding in inch by inch as he feels your pussy fluttering around him uncontrollably— he can feel the way you’re gasping against his skin, and he’s hooking your leg over his waist once more as he presses you firmly against the wall of the building. 
You’re shaking like a leaf against him; whining for more, biting and kissing at his skin absentmindedly as you grind against him, your cunt dripping and sucking him in as the thought of keeping quiet slowly escapes your mind.
It’s enough to have Taehyun tugging you back, pulling on your hair teasingly before he’s planting his hand firmly over your mouth— his eyes never leave yours, the conversation of the two men nearby muddled in your ears as Taehyun begins to move. 
It’s slow at first, the grind of his hips against yours allowing his cock to hit deep into you, the wet sounds of your cunt around him making you feel slightly shy before the thought is completely thrown out the window— you could care less of what’s happening around you as he begins to thrust roughly against you, your body rocking from the motion and your eyes threatening to flutter shut as you feel his cock hit against your sweet spot; but you refrain from doing so, much more entranced by his gaze as he slowly begins to pick up the pace, the sounds that come from you getting more difficult to muffle as you feel yourself getting overwhelmed by the pleasure.
The reminder that there are two people that could hear you has you looking over to where they stand, feeling your heartbeat pick up from the anxiety as you eye that direction carefully— you’re quickly snapped back to reality the moment Taehyun is jerking your head back to him gently, tightening his hold on you as his gaze darkens.
“Eyes on me,” he whispers, rolling his hips just the way you like as though to make a point.
Eyes on him. Eyes only on him, you think, struggling to think anything coherent as his hand reaches up to pull your breasts out from your top, the flesh spilling out and beginning to bounce freely from the way Taehyun is fucking you— the heart jewelry that adorns your nipples shine at him, the sight making your boyfriend let out a weak moan as you feel him twitch inside you. 
“So lucky to have you,” Taehyun sighs, reaching over to your other leg as he briefly lets go of your mouth— not before taking one of your hands and placing it over your mouth, pressing his hand firmly over your own as he gives you a stern look— and he hoists you up, leaving you completely at his mercy as he begins to bounce you on his cock, the feeling making you slap your other hand over your mouth as you eyes roll back from the pleasure.
“Stupid little airhead, only has eyes for me,” he rambles, laughing quietly to himself before it breaks out into another moan— he’s practically driving you into the wall behind you as he fucks into you roughly, able to set a much faster pace as he watches your tits bounce in his face lewdly, “god, so glad to have you all to myself— you’re perfect, cute little pussy was made for me.”
You clench down on him at that, feeling as though you’re going crazy from the pleasure— that, and the way your boyfriend looks, feeling your nails dig into your cheeks as you take in his messy, wet hair, his tan skin and muscles that flex from using his strength on you, and his face that’s contorted with pleasure as his lips become bruised with how much he’s biting on them— in an effort to keep himself quiet, he hovers over you, placing his head directly next to yours so he can moan and whisper to you freely. 
“Wanna cum?” He asks, feeling the way you’re beginning to clench uncontrollably; frantically, you nod, tears beginning to pool in your eyes as you look at him with pure desperation in your eyes.
“Tell me you’re mine,” he grins, knowing that you’re too fucked to even speak correctly, “mine, and only mine.” 
You’re trying to choke back on your sounds as you wonder if doing that is even possible— then he slows down, grinding into you and burying his cock as deep as possible as it begins to kiss your cervix— coyly, he leans down, his hair tickling your collarbone as he wraps his mouth around your breast; circling your nipple with his tongue lewdly, covering it in his spit and tracing over the heart-piercing before he’s blowing air on it— you’re shaking from the feeling of him, unsure of how you’ll do what he asks without blowing your cover completely. 
“Hyun…” you whine out quietly for him, sniffling as he slows down his pace, almost stilling inside you as he watches fat tears run down your cheeks with cruel eyes, “Hyun, I’m only yours— I only want you, no one else, promise I only think of you, love you so much…”
The way you’re hiccuping from the effort to choke back on your sounds has Taehyun groaning, taking a deep breath in order not to come before he’s pressing his lips firmly against yours— then he’s resuming his pace, watching as you quickly quiet yourself as your body bounces from how hard he’s fucking you. 
It’s too much— you’re falling apart the moment he’s bringing a hand over to circle your clit, supporting you against the wall and holding you up with his other arm as he watches you fall apart, his mouth opening in a silent moan as you tighten around him, pleading breathily for him to cum inside as you do so. 
“Yeah? Want me to fill you up?” He asks, riding out your orgasm as he buries his head into your neck, “have you dripping with my cum while other people try to flirt with you? Give you a little reminder of who you belong to, fuck…”
With one last harsh thrust, he buries himself deep in you, finally coming undone and filling you up with his hot cum as you moan against your hand— the harsh bite he leaves on the juncture of your neck has you whimpering weakly, hands becoming limp and falling against his chest as he presses the rest of his body against you, holding you up as the two of you pant and try to regain your composure. 
“You’re too good to me,” Taehyun finally sighs out, placing soothing kisses over the place he bit you, listening to the way you laugh softly in response. You’re throwing your arms over his neck as one of them moves to his nape, pulling him away from your neck and bringing him in for a sweet kiss— you’re reluctant to part as you speak, unable to hold back from pecking him between your words as you do so. 
“You’re too good for me,” you say, pausing to give him a kiss, irresistible as always as he laughs breathily at your words, “you’re always putting up with me.” 
“Not your fault you’re irresistible,” Taehyun smiles, watching as you grow shy under his comment despite the fact that he’s still bottomed out inside you, “I still love showing you off.”
“I wanna show you off too, you know,” you pout, hitting his chest gently before you’re pausing, biting your lip uncertainly as you tilt your head, “if you’re okay with that.”
Taehyun realizes quickly what you’re referring to, unable to stop the fond laugh that escapes him as he takes a second to think.
“Sure. I’d like that.” 
It takes a second of you celebrating cheerfully to finally sober up and ask Taehyun to put you down— your legs are wobbly as you feel your face grow hot, his cum immediately leaking out of you as you whine in embarrassment for him to not stare— he can only shake his head in amusement at your antics, helping you clean up with the only thing he’s able to find at the moment. 
“Wait, that’s my favorite beach skirt,” you whine, not putting up much of a fight as Taehyun kneels before you, your leg thrown over his shoulder as he cleans you up, placing gentle kisses along your inner thighs as he does so. 
“I can wash it,” he replies, unable to hide his grimace as he tucks it away in his pocket; the sight is enough to have you giggling, readjusting your swimsuit and fixing your appearance before you’re hiding behind Taehyun, asking him if his coworkers are gone yet.
“The coast is clear,” he hums, scanning the nearly empty beach as he spots your friends sitting by the ocean, chatting idly amongst themselves.
“You don’t think they heard us, right?” You ask, blinking at him innocently as the belief that you did a good job keeping quiet runs through your head— the sight is enough to have Taehyun soften, letting out a sigh before he’s nodding his head.
“Yeah. You were so good for me.”
Taehyun knows better, though— but he doesn’t really mind, because now he knows that he won’t have to worry about either coworker flirting with you the next time you come to the beach. 
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seolis-world · 1 month
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going to parties with your "friend" yeonjun
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i just thought about this but....
getting ready together.. picking each other's outfit.. you'd be spotted at every house party known...
always the loudest and wildest.. would hold your neck to pour alcohol on your mouth .. have tons of silly drunk pictures on phone... dances and sings together to the music.. always competes who has the highest alcohol tolerance but would helps when the other is too drunk.. you'd be each other's wingman.. like you didn't just make out earlier always has your back when getting involved in fights.. wont leave unless together, always stops by a fast food to eat, then laughs how both of you are so wasted you cant even eat properly..
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this is so wattpad cringe and cliche, like how a teen would write please forgive me.. i just want to get this out of my head
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awkwardandromeda · 3 months
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nsfw.
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❝ nunu ❞ — fuckbud!yeonjun x afab!reader
cw: non famous au, mj consumption, alcohol and cigarette consumption, both reader and yeonjun get drunk, (very random sorry TT) some of k-pop’s 97 line characters (cha eunwoo as reader’s new love interest), cheating, pet names, manipulator yj, jealousy, loud yj, oral (m.), 2 year difference with eunwoo, yj pictures both reader and eunwoo fucking, yj doesn’t have an intention of being romantically involved with reader, voyeurism, fight between reader’s main love interests, one last night thing, if i let anything out pls lmk!!!
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yeonjun stared at his phone with open wide eyes while taking a huge sip of his 90% vodka, 10% pop drink. soobin had commented about two weeks ago that there had been a rumor going around that you’d started dating an older guy who treated you like a queen, but he didn’t believe those rumors. he didn’t thought you would go around messing with one of those guys. he hated the idea of you going hand by hand with one of them, hated the idea of you being with a good looking, bulk, tall and almost perfect guy. couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that you were his just a few months before, or at least that’s what he thought.
sooner or later the rumors got to him and everyone started talking about how handsome your new man was and how lucky you were for being with him. but there was one thing people couldn’t resist on talking about too: cha eunwoo was part of the very famous “‘97 line”, in which members were rumored to be womanizers, bad men, the worst boyfriends… this became an excuse for him to worry about you.
still, his efforts were effortless, you never replied to his texts and while talking to your friends, they said how happy you were next to this new guy. yeonjun’s blood boiled in rage just thinking about you kissing, touching, hugging or fucking him. that was just his death. but you must be wondering what really happened for him to be this sickly jealous.
you and yeonjun never dated, but you sure were close. you two met each other about two years ago in a party and became close, soon you developed feelings but he was just too scared of commitment and asked you just one simple question not to lose you entirely: “wanna at least fuck?”. and that was it, you saw each other about two times a week just to fuck, but he made it a rule for you two to not have any sexual intercourse with anyone else, he justified this with being scared to get an std but it was the perfect excuse to have you only to himself. you were seeing each other like this for about nine months until you had enough.
“so you expect me to be comfortable with this? how long will we be doing this for? we’re gonna be thirty and still fuck without a commitment in between just because you’re too scared of love? i’m sorry, i just can’t anymore. i wanted to love you, i wanted to have you. i thought doing this would make you fall for me, thought this would be a step forward but no, you simply just wanted sex. i can’t anymore, yeonjun. if we can’t be seen in public holding hands, if you can’t love me… i can’t keep putting myself through this, it’s just degrading for me. goodbye.”
that was the last time you ever saw him, then you met cha eunwoo at a library in seoul. it was all very fast and quirky, it was very romantic too. he saw you from the distance and slowly started to reach closer to where you were. he was captivating, just watching him look at you made you shiver. “hello,” was the first thing he said to you with an endearing brilliant shy smile. eunwoo never failed to make you smile, and since day one he made it clear for you that he wanted something serious. you fell for him almost immediately.
but yeonjun constantly tried to find ways to see you again, and that night was the perfect opportunity.
“dude, you heard jeong jaehyun’s throwing a party?” yeonjun chuckled. “isn’t he a bit old to be doing that?” beomgyu clicked his tongue and ignored him. “he’s throwing it for one of their friends, he’s a year younger than them and a year older than us. turns out i know people that know him and we got invited, you in?” for a moment, he thought on saying no but immediately reacted. “wait, jeong jaehyun’s the guy from the 97 line, right? he’s friends with cha eunwoo?” beomgyu nodded, confirmed they were some sort of best friends. “you’re coming or not? i’m leaving,” yeonjun grabbed a jacket and ran to the door with gyu. “why the sudden rush and interest on this guy?”
beomgyu knew exactly why, but liked to tease yeonjun with it, and it was also a reality that he never said anything about being with you, but i was a little obvious. “y’know cha eunwoo’s dating her?” the older one blinked his eyes in disgust and kept quiet. “they say he treats her well, lee su-jin told me how beautiful it was when he asked her if he could date her. when she said yes there were fireworks and all,” yeonjun nodded in disgust. “glad she’s mrs. rich girl now,”.
yeonjun drove to taehyun’s place and after picking him up they all drove to jaehyun’s, the ride was uncomfortable and it was all because of the eldest one energy. “dude, you’re gonna ruin it all if you go inside with that face. if you didn’t wanna come you could’ve just said so,” he laughed and parked the car. “believe me, being here’s what i desired the most.”
all three of them got out and looked up at the house in front of them, rumors were true and for the first time they confirmed them by seeing the expensive cars parked in the porch (which was exclusively for jae’s best friends): they were all rich. it was already 1 a.m when they walked in, booze and tobacco smell all over the place, the music as loud as hell and people enjoying themselves. once they were in, yeonjun vanished from his friends’ side. “this fucker…”
he made his way among everyone, explored every corner of the house just to get to the backyard. there you were. jeon jungkook laughed hysterically at mingyu’s face when he exhaled the joints smoke and shook his head in disapproval, jeong jaehyun took a sip of his drink and smoke from the same joint, while cha eunwoo had you in his lap while talking peacefully. yeonjun looked confused as he asked himself how you two could have such a calm and fluent conversation despite the mess around them. there were obviously more people with them but them four would always form their own private reunion.
and so yeonjun waited, and waited, and waited but the only thing that happened was jungkook stealing eunwoo from you and throwing him into the pool, just for the eldest to steal his joint and give it a long hit of it, and then refuse to give you some. “oh, why not?” he laughed. that was his breaking point, he couldn’t stand anymore of it and so he decided to text you, just to let you knew he was watching you. yeonjun had always been very impulsive and didn’t thought of who else could read that text. which would just end up bad for him. but still, he never gave a fuck.
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when the vibration took you by surprise and you read the text on your screen, your body shivered and your hands shook. you raised your head looking desperately for him with surprise in your eyes and then saw him standing right in front of you, staring but you ignored him and drank your drink completely, rising up to get a beer and chugging it, as you did this, jk found it funny and decided to challenge you to a drinking game to which you accepted immediately. quickly they arranged a table to play beer pong, a game that jungkook mastered. “oh, baby, you got yourself into big trouble,” eunwoo said.
you didn’t care to win, you just wanted to get drunk. you hated seeing yeonjun there when you were having a terrific time with your new friends. why did he have to ruin it all?
as eunwoo said, you were in big trouble. jk got all his ping pong’s in and you only got two, so now you were a little bit more drunk. someone in the party gathered some people to play drunk twister, and eunwoo was selected but he dragged you into it. as you were standing with your team, you rose your head only to find yeonjun in the other team, he was looking at you almost mockingly. you hated him.
the game was hard sober, now drunk it was ten times rougher. at the end, only you, eunwoo and yeonjun were the lasts playing. when your boyfriend lost, positions became uncomfortable with yeonjun there. your ass was positioned in front of his crotch and his big drunkness led to his intrusive thoughts to win and he knocked you off by pretending to pound you from the back. as he won, he also won a mad eunwoo. “WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM?” he shouted as he started pushing him, smacking his head with his palm. yeonjun pushed him back and they were both screaming at each other but they ended up separating them, eunwoo told him to leave before he killed him but yeonjun only went inside, definitely not leaving. now your man hugged you and caressed you, but you got up deciding to go to the bathroom in jaehyun’s bedroom since no one was allowed in there and it would be lonely. as you got inside the house and swam through a big wave of people, you managed to get to your destination closing the door behind you and throwing yourself into the perfectly clean bed. god, it was comfortable.
“so this is you now? partying with the rich? fucking cha eunwoo?” you screamed as you heard the voice, thinking you were fully alone. “yeonjun, you fucker. will you leave me alone?” he shook his head. “i will leave you alone if you suck me off one last time,” you hated his guts. “go fuck yourself,”.
you couldn’t reach the door again, yeonjun’s body had already thrown you into the bed and made it impossible for you to leave. “unfortunately i don’t have the facility to actually be in love to be in a relationship with you, i never got to love you for nothing more than your body. but you said goodbye without a last time and i think i deserve it, and i think if you let me… you won’t run back to his arms, ‘cause i bet he won’t ever fuck you like i do,” he whispered in your ear, your body quivering in nervousness. “he might but you everything, might get you quirky fireworks when asking you to date him, might take you on expensive trips to your favorite city’s, might take you on rich people dates and all but i have something he’ll never have, and that’s the richness of knowing how to make this body explode,” yeonjun kissed the track of your jaw to your neck slowly and firmly. his mouth leaving small moans of pleasure as he felt your skin one more time. “my baby will always be mine… no matter how much you want to be in love with some other stupid fucker, you will always be in love with me. you’ll always belong to me,” his hands started touching your now burning skin, his fingertips leaving a trace of touches in between your legs just to get to your inner core. “oh… see? you’re all wet for me already, and i’m only just talking,” you shook your head. “it’s because of eunwoo, outside he was-” yeonjun chuckled. “you think that poor old bastard will make you shiver like this? will get you this wet? please, my angel, you and i both know this is all because of me.”
yeonjun’s strength made you go on top of him and he praised your body with force, slowly taking off your top just to find your bra-less breasts exposed, he took of his own shirt and sat to kiss your lips with hunger, and you kept on going. “you don’t need a man like that… you only need me,”.
his plan worked. soon enough you were completely naked and exposed for him, and so was he. yeonjun made you go in your knees and stroke him out for a bit. “see how excited you are? after this you will never want to be touched by that bastard ever again and you’ll come flying to me, baby,” his hands made you go down in him, taking all his shaft in your mouth and work him out like he liked to. “my baby…”. he pleased himself out with your throat as he let out small, wet sounds of pleasure out of his own core. your mouth swallowed him completely to please him as he wished, you knew you also missed that from him but never really acted up in it because you were happy.
“good girl, you’ll always be my perfect girl. just like that…” he used his hands to guide you and perfection your job, now you small hands reached for his cock and worked on it. giving yeonjun the chills, knowing if you kept on going he’d cum. “c’mere” he said, his hands reached for your core and touched it gently. “yeonjun,,, please” you whispered in his ear, your eyes filled with lust and eagerness. “please, what? i ain’t no genie, what is it?” you hated him for doing this to you, you knew he wasn’t gonna put it easy since he was pussed at you for being in a relationship. “please, just fuck me,” you felt his smile on your skin.
on a swift move, his body was on top of yours and his cock was going inside as soon as he protected it. “fffuck,” you shouted as he went all deep in. his hips began to thrust into you as his hands caressed your skin. yeonjun was pounding so hard his moans became as loud as his thrusts, he commented nasty things out loud as he pleased you. “good girl, bestest girl. oh, but you just want everyone to hear you moan like the little pet you’re being for me? yes? is that what my baby wants? does she wanna scream for the whole world to see how good she’s for me?” he mocked. “oh, c’mon my girl, tell them how much you love me inside you,” but as soon as he stopped talking his pretty loud moans infested the room and you were sure people outside could definitely know what was going on.
positions were changed, pet names were said and so it began, you rocked your hips quickly and strategically, moaning yeonjun’s name as you felt your orgasm building up, but your phone started sounding. guilt and remorse filled your chest as the name nunu appeared on the screen, you had about six missed calls from him. yeonjun noticed this, and so he grabbed your face and made you lock eyes with him. “if you’re in a fucking room with me i want you looking at me only, don’t want those fucking eyes on anything else than me and don’t want that stupid fucking mind of yours thinking about anything else than how delicious my dick fills you up, do you fucking understand me?” his hand hit your cheek and you felt it stinging, only to feel your legs get weaker and your womb warmer. your throat and mind betrayed you as you let out the biggest scream you could’ve ever heard, yeonjun’s cum filled you to the top and he also shouted your name out loud. exhaustingly, your body fell to the bed and your eyes began to shut close, but your phone never stopped buzzing.
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those messages couldn’t let you savor your recent orgasm, you ran to the bathroom to answer him apologizing, saying you had threw up and decided to lay down for a little but felt better and would come down to join him. eunwoo replied immediately saying that as soon as you were down, he’d take you home so you could rest. “is grandpa already bothering you?” you cursed his name out loud. “shut the fuck up and leave. you got your last time, i don’t want anything to do with you ever again” yeonjun nodded as he dressed up. “why did you do this? yeon, did you only came here to fuck me or do you actually have feelings for me?” that question left him thinking. maybe he did develop feelings for you after all, i mean, it had been a long time since you two had parted ways and he never stopped thinking about you, not even once. his head was always filled with your face and body and he excused it only as if he missed your body alone and having sex with you, but as the days went by he felt lonely and sometimes at night, he needed your heat to fall asleep. yeonjun had always denied what he felt because he was afraid of committing to something he couldn’t maintain and fail. seeing you with eunwoo made him sick to his core, he couldn’t stand the fact of seeing you live somebody else and giving you what he never gave you and you always asked in tears. he knew he had lost you, but wanted to fight. “please don’t ever contact me ever again,”.
after using the toilet, brushing your hair and using some mouth wash, you left the bedroom leaving the man inside it empty but you ran back to the arms of the man you had just cheated on and kissed him, the guilt filled your stomach and you fought the urge to barf. eunwoo asked if there was something wrong but you denied it, asking him if you could leave the party. “c’mon, mingyu already took jungkook… you should’ve seen him, he couldn’t even open his eyes. i’m glad we’re quitting this sorta parties, we’re not twenty anymore…” he kissed your forehead and grabbed your waist as you went through the wave of people, trying to leave the place. as you were battling to do so, eunwoo felt a freezing cold liquid rolling down his spine, making him let you go and turn around to see who had done that. “you again? what the fuck do you want, fucking loser?” yeonjun pushed him, his eyes filled with anger. “nah, yeonjun, don’t do this. go fuck yourself,” you said, mad. “you know this dude?” dong min asked as he came closer to yeonjun. “you think you can steal people’s girls, huh? you know how great of a fuck i just gave your sweet old girlfriend? little angel said she felt like shit but in reality she was just enjoying my dick so much she was screaming my name at the top of her lungs. yes, yes she know me because she used to go up and down on this cock for months,” your eyes filled with tears as eunwoo frowned his eyebrows and anger took over him. “she left me because of you, and i’m so happy i find you here today so i can break your fucking face,”. yeonjun wasn’t fast enough, eunwoo jumped on him and started hitting his nose with so much strength he broke it almost immediately. “just ask her, ask whose cock she prefers” he laughed, looking like a cynic.
yeonjun’s body seemed even more small next to eunwoo’s, he tried to attack but the eldest one was simply quicker and stronger. after a long beating, beomgyu and taehyun saved yeonjun and jaehyun stopped eunwoo from beating the death outta him. “go upstairs, please. your girl’s with you man, please just go lay down,” you took eunwoo’s hand and ran from the terrified looks from everyone. you gave one last look to yeonjun, whose face and chest was completely covered in blood, his friends took him outside, running to the hospital.
you, on the other side, took eunwoo to one of the rooms on jae’s place. you made him lay down and ran to the bathroom to wet some towels and clean his blood covered fists. “did he hurt you, nunu?” he shook his head. “boy couldn’t even touch me,” he whispered as he felt the warm cloth cleaning him. “was it true? what that fucker said? did you vanished because you went to fuck him?” your hands shooks and your eyes filled up with tears, your body filled with remorse. “i’m sorry… i don’t even know what i was thinking, i got drunk, i… i’m not going to excuse myself. i went up because i was running away from him, what he said was true, we knew each other. i had feelings for him but he only liked to fuck me, he never loved me. seeing him here hurt me and i ran; i came upstairs and he followed me, i tried to leave but he just got me. i don’t even know what i was thinking…” you cried, eunwoo looking down.
“it’s okay, i forgive you” he said in a whisper. “i once did the same and felt the same remorse you’re feeling right now. of course i’m mad, sad and all of that, but i know perfectly well that you love me enough to be telling me the truth. i love you,”.
that was the first time eunwoo said that. you glared at him and broke down into tears, hugging him. reapeating “i love you, nunu” a million times until he laughed and made you lay down. “i really do love you, my nini,” you kissed his forehead and caressed his hair. you loved him. you really did.
days passed and yeonjun was accepting his fate, he was fucked. eunwoo had crushed his nose and broke two of his ribs, also got his number and threatened him with death if he ever came close to you ever again. he ignored him, but accepted it: he was fucked. yeonjun had also opened up to his friends about why he tried to beat eunwoo, and how much he liked you. but one day, taehyun came with a grin in his face and showed yeonjun eunwoo’s most recent post.
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yeonjun only nodded in silence and sighed. he officially had accepted it, he had ruined his opportunity to be with you. you were now happy, you seemed happy and eunwoo definitely made you that and gave you everything you once wished for. he was a great boyfriend, he took perfect care of you and made you feel like a princess.
“nunu” yeonjun whispered. “true love really waits… they met up in the healthiest way possible, they fell in love in the same way and they are, still, healthy. she’s his, i can’t fight anymore. i lost her… to her nunu. she never gave me a nickname, she said nicknames gave her the ick. but she calls him her nunu… that’s how i know i’m just fucked. she’s in love with him, i lost.”
taehyun only clicked his tongue and palmed his shoulder. “her nunu”. yeonjun never loved again, he was just too scared now. he was haunted by his mistakes, by his stupidity.
everyday knowing that he’d never be the nunu of anyone, ever again.
a/n: HELLO, long time no see. i really wanted to post something and i really hope i don't let you down with this one, thanks to the people who have been sending me sweet messages, ilysm!!!! also, i wanted to come back with a yeonjun fic since he’s my últ bias and it would be asker for me to write. hope you don’t mind !!! xx
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luvyeni · 1 year
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txt’s reaction to their partner having a sudden hairstyle change? 🥺
—{🎂}CHANGING YOUR HAIRSTYLE; W/ TUBATU
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pairings. tomorrow x together x reader
word count.
author's note. I like this, probably the only none smut related one I've gotten I hope you like it 💓!
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—{🍰}... SOOBIN ! ⋮
Probably would take awhile for soobin to realize. You'd try to get him to acknowledge your hairstyle, but he just so oblivious.
"jagi, why are you pouting?" he was trying to think if he forgot something.
"are you serious?" you scoffed, rolling your eyes. "i got my hair done and you didn't even notice."
he finally got a look of your bright blue hair. "oh."
you were definitely annoyed now, getting up to make your way to your room. Soobin grabbed your hand, pulling you into his lap.
"jagi, I'm so sorry I haven't been paying attention to you, your hair is very beautiful." He kissed the crown of your head.
—{🍰}...YEONJUN ! ⋮
Yeonjun would notice right away, his baby has bright pink hair, or course he will notice.
"it's pink!" He yelled as soon as he walked into your apartment.
"What?" You watched him make his way into your living room with confusion.
"Your hair, it's pink!" he exclaimed. "When did you do this?"
You smiled, looking down shyly, embarrassed. "I did it today, you like it?"
"It's beautiful, my baby looks so pretty." He threw praises at you for the rest of the day.
—{🍰}... BEOMGYU ! ⋮
He's going to tease you the moment he seems your new ginger hair. Of course you look hot, but he's not gonna tell you at first.
"How does it look?" You took your beanie off.
His mouth dropped in dramatic beomgyu fashion, before he began to laugh. "You look like the ginger haired guy from harry potter."
You kissed your teeth rolling your eyes in annoyance. "Get out of my apartment."
He chuckled, wrapping his arms around your waist. "I'm just kidding, you look so hot." You smiled kissing him.
"You still look like ron weasley though."
—{🍰}...TAEHYUN ! ⋮
I feel like you'd be doing it on your own, and taehyun would walk in on you.
"Baby, i'm here for our movie nigh—what are you doing?"
"I'm dyeing my hair purple." He smiled at your cute behavior, but he took one look at your head, and he knew it wasn't gonna end well.
"Does it look bad?" He couldn't lie to you, but he also didn't want you to walk around looking a mess. "Let me just help."
a couple youtube videos, and a few touch ups later, it was finally finished. "It's done." He put down the blow drier. "Do I look good?" You turned to him.
"Of course you do." He kissed your lips softly.
—{🍰}... HEUNING KAI ! ⋮
He's also not gonna realize, I don't think he'd notice at all, so you'd just tell him.
"Kai." You plopped down on your couch in your apartment.
He immediately turned his attention to you. "Yes."
"Guess what I did today?" You asked, so excited to show him your new pale green hair.
"What did you do?" You had his full attention.
You pulled your hood off, revealing your hair. "I dyed my hair."
"That's where you've been all day." He ran his fingers through your hair. "Is it pretty?"
"Of course it is, you'd look pretty in any color."
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renloveskai · 10 months
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synopsis ~ you wake up beomgyu because you’re needy
genre ~ smut
warnings/tags ~ cussing, dry humping, beomgyu calls the reader slut, kinda dom!gyu
wc ~ around 900
a/n ~ first time writing smut so feel free to lmk what you think and send in any requests you have :)) ending was kinda weird but I didn’t know how to end it lol
not proofread
you’re in a bit of a predicament right now. you woke up on a hot summer night unable to get quality sleep and unbeknownst to you, your panties are soaked. you look over at the time, it’s 3:24am. fuck, you’re beginning to become uncomfortable at how needy you feel. you look next to you to see beomgyu sound asleep, hair tousled and mouth slightly agape. your gaze slowly drags down his body to his neck that you so desperately want to taste. his bare chest that is slowly rising and falling from his breathing. the rest being hidden from your shared blanket. you could just grab a toy from your draw and take care of yourself in the bathroom, but where’s the fun in that?
you scoot closer to beomgyu and wrap your arms around his upper body to try and cuddle with him, in hopes that you would just fall asleep and deal with your arousal in the morning. some time has passed and you still feel the need to relieve yourself, growing more and more desperate by the second. The more you try and force the thoughts away the more you want beomgyu to help you. you look at the clock again 3:33am, only 9 minutes? this is gonna be a problem. you decide to try and help yourself without waking up beomgyu. you wrap your legs around his right leg and grab his right arm for leverage. feeling the pressure of his bare leg on your shorts gives you brief relief but it’s not enough.
you grind on his leg softly to see how he reacts, you look up and he hasn’t moved. his lack of reaction prompts you to grind more. once you start you can’t stop. it’s addictive the way his leg feels against your covered cunt. you grind a little harder eliciting a whimper from you. you look up and beomgyu shuffles slightly but doesn’t wake. continuing your movements your breathing begins to deepen and your grip on his arm tightness.
“mmh fuck” you open your mouth and lean your head back embracing the pleasure from grinding on his thigh. you stop in your tracks when you feel beomgyu start to shuffle. he only repositions slightly bending his leg which gives you easier access to grind on him. you continue starting again with small ministrations. with every grinding movement you let out a small moan. still surprised he hasn’t waken up, you continue slowly working your way up to the point where you’re almost humping his leg.
“baby, you’re so needy you couldn’t even wait till the morning so I could help you out huh?” beomgyu speaks out with a raspy voice. you freeze your movements, unsure of what to do next. you look up at him with your eyebrows furrowed trying to make out the expression on his face with the little moonlight coming through the window.
“don’t look at me all innocent. a second ago you were just humping my leg like a bitch in heat”
you bite your lip getting more turned on by the way he’s talking to you. he readjusts his position to where he’s sitting straight up leaning on the headboard, removing the blanket from his lower half to reveal his bare upper body and his shorts. he looks down at his legs and chuckles “fuck baby, you made a mess on my leg” you sit up in front of him sitting on your calves waiting to see his next move
“sorry, i needed you but you were asleep” you pout at him hoping he would take pity on you. “come here” he pats his thigh signaling you to straddle yourself on his leg. you carefully place yourself on his leg letting out a small whimper at the contact.
“go on, make your self cum” looking at him you start slowly moving against his leg. starting to become embarrassed you look down trying to hide your face.
“don’t start getting shy with me now baby” he grabs your hips and pushes you down harder making you moan at the pleasure. “fuck, more please” you close your eyes and start grinding faster. moan getting increasingly louder “that’s it baby, you’re such a good slut for me huh” he says lowly at you looking at you through his eyelashes. you grab onto his shoulders for some stability.
he flexed his thigh muscles to give you more friction making you let out a broken moan. gasping and moaning from the feeling of his leg rubbing against your covered pussy. “you gonna cum baby?”
“mmh yes please can I cum?” you look at him desperately awaiting his permission. “cum for me”
you chant his name as your come towards your high. you hide your face in the crook of his neck. “oh my god I’m cumming” you yell riding out your high. slowing down your movements starting to feel sensitive.
“fuck, that was so hot baby” you let out a small laugh and look up at him touching his hair. “sorry for waking you, but I was really horny”
“wake me up anytime if this is the outcome. now you have to help me with my problem” you look down to see his hard on.
“of course baby”
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moabunnie · 2 years
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TxT when another member walks in on you making out, but your relationship is a secret❤️
I got this lovely request from @ohmahgods so thank you for requesting it and I hope you enjoy it <3 if you don’t like it feel free to message me and I can rewrite you one!
Warnings: slight smut / making out
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Soobin
Things are getting heated between you two in soobin’s bedroom, but it is at the dorm that he shares with all the boys
You’re straddled across his lap, and you are kissing pretty heavily
All of a sudden the door swings open, and in walks Yeonjun
“Soobin can I borrow your-”
Sees what he’s just walked into
Soobin basically throws you off of him (on to his bed lol) and he stands up and is like freaking out
“It’s not what it looks like- I mean it is what it looks like. Don’t tell anyone”
And you’re just sitting there not knowing what to do
Yeonjun is kinda confused and is just looking back and forth between the two of you
“Y’know I thought something was going on between you two… I’m just glad my instincts were right. You kiddos have fun. I’m not gonna tell anyone” and with that he pretends to lock his mouth and throw away the key, and then walks out
After he leaves and closes the door, soobin sits down next to you and he is just bright red
You ask him if he’s okay, and he responds with “yes, can we keep kissing in a minute though?” 💀
So you hit him with a pillow
Yeonjun
Yeonjun invited you over to watch movies with him
You thought you had the dorm to yourselves, so eventually things got a lil spicy in the living room
You’re laying side by side on the couch, all tangled up in each other, full on making out
The front door opens and before you two even have time to react, you just hear bloody murder screaming
“WHAT ARE YOU DOIINNGGG” coming from a terrified Beomgyu who is watching his hyung eat a girl’s face off
You both sit up quickly trying to adjust your clothing to look better
“Beomgyu please you can’t tell anyone…” Yeonjun stands up and is walking over to him
You kinda just sit there embarrassed
“I don’t care that you’re kissing, but why on the couch that everyone sits on?!” Beomgyu still raising his voice
“Hey, okay, we will do it somewhere else next time. Just please stop yelling”
Meanwhile, you are now laughing because Yeonjun looks more annoyed than anything, and Beomgyu is just being dramatic
Beomgyu’s eyes widen even more, “wait so how long have you been doing this?”
And now you both have to tell Beomgyu pretty much everything, and make him swear not to tell (which he doesn’t bc he’s a sweet boy <3)
Yeonjun thought he was gonna have to bribe gyu with like money or something lmao
Beomgyu
You and Beomgyu are at Taehyun’s birthday party at their dorm
Beomgyu decided he wanted to kiss you, but obviously your relationship isn’t public yet so he decides to go find a room
And this man picked Taehyun’s bedroom 😂 (but you didn’t know this, only him lol)
So you’re standing in the middle of the room with your arms around Beomgyu, and vice versa, just sharing intimate kisses
Suddenly the door opens, and you’re met with a wide-eyed Taehyun
“Am I interrupting something?” Tae asks
You let go of Beomgyu and look at the floor
Beomgyu just kinda takes your hand (in a dramatic way of course) “I guess our love has been discovered. Taehyun, you mustn’t tell anyone of what you’ve walked into this fine evening, it can put my princess’s life at risk.”
Taehyun just looks at both of you and nods, “uh, ok” and then leaves and closes the door
Beomgyu rly tries to keep kissing you after that and you play smack his chest, “are you serious? And why did you pick Taehyun’s room to make out in?!”
“I didn’t think he would come back to his room”
“To his own bedroom?!”
Taehyun
You’re with tae while he’s at the studio practicing some choreography
After a lil while you both get bored, and let’s just say somehow you end up making out on the floor on top of him
You hear a few knocks on the door, but before you have time to get off of him, HueningKai comes through the door
“Is Taehyun dying?!?!” He yells and runs over
At this point, you’re still sitting on top of tae’s lap and he’s just flat on his back on the floor
You look at each other and just burst out laughing
Kai is so confused and is like “why are u laughing? You were literally giving him CPR”
You get off of tae, still laughing, “no I wasn’t giving him CPR he’s okay”
Kai is just furrowing his brows until it finally connects in his brain what he walked in on
“Oh. I was wondering why you would be giving him CPR in the studio.” And then he makes a grossed out face and leaves
“Please text him not to tell anyone, he is not a good secret keeper,” you tell Taehyun
“I’m already on it.” and pulling his phone out
HueningKai
You’re both sitting on kai’s bed, just listening to music, when suddenly he’s on top of you
“Can we make out?” He asks you quietly
You giggle, and say yes (duh who isn’t saying yes lol)
Right as his lips are touching yours, Soobin walks in
However, he doesn’t say anything, you kinda see him out of the corner of your eye, but he just turns around and closes the door as he leaves
“Did someone just come in?” Kai turns his head to see the door
“It was Soobin” you answer him
“Oh my god,” is all Hueningkai says before jumping off of you
He runs through the door screaming “SOOBBIINNN! SOOBIN WHAT DID YOU SEE”
Everything went quiet for a minute, but then soobin walks into the room that you’re in
“Can you come get your boyfriend?? He’s in my room and won’t leave me alone because he thinks I’m gonna tell someone. I already knew you were dating.” He simply says to you
You nod and go on your way to retrieve your not-so-secret boyfriend
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warnings: fluff, medical treatment, panic,fear,swearing,angst,
Choi Yeonjun
You couldn't sleep all day. You were awake because of your insomnia. You were wandering around the room. You made yourself a cup of milk and sipped. Didn't work. You tried to count the sheeps. Didn't work either. You sighed and gave up. You looked at the Yeonjun. He was sleeping beautifuly. You couldn't wake him up. He was sleeping beauty. You decided to laid down and forgot about it. And you did it already. You laid down next to Yeonjun and stared at the ceiling all night. You woke up with exhausted feelings in the morning. You grabbed some coffee and went to office. You were lighthead all day because lack of sleepness. You laid your head on the desk to try to calm your headache. Dizziness and headache were the worst. You packed your stuffs and went to your house with lighthead and nausea. You arrived and unlocked the door. You laid down immediately to rest. Yeonjun came from the kitchen with cup ramen and stared at you. "Honey, what's wrong?" He said while taking your hand into his warm palms. You smiled back at him. "Just tired. It is all fine." You said it. But it was a pure lie. You were pale and sweating. Your eyes are red and you were struggling with nausea and dizziness. You got up suddenly and the dizziness hit you. The black spots covered your vision. With a soft gasp, you falled to Yeonjun's arm. Your consciousness slipped away like grains of sand throught your fingers. He catched you and laid you down on the floor. Panic surget throught him. "Babe?!" He tries to make you conscious again. He slapped your cheeks softly and aprays some cold water to your face to fresh your unbothered body. He was panicking but trying his best to control his situation. He slowly slapped you again. He got some relief when he saw your eyes are opening. You opened your eyes. Your vision is still blured. You looked at him and stared at him. "Ye-Yeonjun?" He hears your faint voice and holds your hand. "I am here. Lean on me. I will carry you to your room princess." You nodded and leaned your body towards him. He picked you up as braid style and put you on your bed. Finally you were awake and concious back. "Honey. You should sleep and rest more. Insomnia will get worse after this things. Please rest love." You nodded and closed your soft eyes and tried to sleep.
Choi Soobin
You were using medication for your iron deficiency. But you didn't know you were allergic to some items inside of it could make you worse. You started using the pills. Even Soobin gifted you a pill container with pink color to put them inside of it. He was trying to motivate you to take them. But they were not useful. You took them all morning. Sometimes you felt nauseous and tired. But you thought it was because if your stress and hard works. You decided to left it back. It happened again but not too much. It was light so it didn't bother you. Sometimes you felt sudden dizziness but you thought it can be affect of your iron defiency also. However your body said stop about this pills. One day, you were sitting with Soobin on the couch and reading books. You felt a sudden dizziness and blurred vision. You felt like collapse but better in a second. Yet Soobin noticed it already. He looked at you. "You okay? Hey, lay down a bit. You look pale." You agreed with him. You laid down on the couch and closed your eyes. After a few minutes later, you felt better. You got up for bathroom break. You came back from the bathroom and started walking throught the hall. With every steps you felt blackspots on your vision. You hold the wall suddenly and closed your eyes when you opened them, you saw nothing and your body fell down. You fainted. Soobin got up with big sound and saw you on the floor. He tries to make you awake back but you were sweating and refusing the wake up. He called ambulance quickly and the medical equip carried you to the hospital. At the hospital, the nurse took blood sample from you and examine you. At the results, you were allergic to the iron pills. The nurse accesses you a serum with healing treatments. Soobin holds your hands and puts on them kisses. You smiled. "Forgrt about pills. I will feed you with spinach. Promise for them being delicious and healthy."
Choi Beomgyu
You had a hereditary disorder. Vertigo He's been pushing you since you were a kid. You were feeling dizzy and fainting in unexpected places. Beomgyu had never witnessed this before. Most of the time, you would not prescribe any risky activity and would eliminate any problems that might occur to your eardrum. But this time it didn't happen like that. You went out shopping with Beomgyu. You came back home after a long trip. While you were showing him the things you bought, you suddenly realized that you were dizzy. "Are you okay, honey? Do you want to lie down?" You confirmed with the press. You slowly lay down on the couch. Vertigo had left you weak again. Your head was spinning so much. You closed your eyes. Your ear was buzzing. Clasp your hands on your forehead and open your eyes. When you feel better, slowly stand up and carry the packages. There was a lot of work at home. But Beomgyu came tired from work. Instead of making him do these things, you hurriedly started doing them yourself. Your head was spining gain but you didn't care. Until the work is done and you realize that you are very tired. You instantly regretted it. Your head was spinning like never before and your stomach was sick. You were having a hard time staying up. Beomgyu notieced already. He immediately reachted about it and got up. He catched you before your knees fall back and fall down. He puts his hands on your warm forehead and stroked your head. He slapped you slowly and blows you some cold air. He splashed some water from the bottle and washed your face. He tried his best to be calm. He holded your hand and he carried you to your room. He laid you down. You woke up after a few minutes later and stared at him. He sighs with relief. "B-Beom?" He smiled back. "Don't tire yourself. I will get you cold water with your pills. Lay back honey."
Kang Taehyun
You were moving to a new house. You were alone because Taehyun was practising at TXT's dorm for comeback. You were mopping the floors and putting the items into the boxes. But suddenly you broke your perfume's glass. It was all over now and smelling to intense. Yet you ignored. You had to be so fast and so ypu packed the items again. Your clothes, your carpets, pillows and etc. The weather was too hot and the smell was too bad. You picked up the glasses and threw them to bin. You continued mopping the floors. You were tired and the smell was too bed. You put the boxes to the saloon and carried your nightstand. The truck will be out of the house in a few hours later. You were trying so hard to finish the items but suddenly the smell was getting too intense. You felt light headed. You tried to hold onto something but ended to the floor and collapse. After a few minutes later, Taehyun came back to your house to help you but he was you on the floor. He run to you and slapped you softly. His hands are on your cold body. The sweat rolled down from your face. You were unconcsious now. He put your body on his lap while stroking your hair. You got up a few minutes later and you stared at him. "Honey ease a bit. I will helo you to get up and lay down. I will be with the trucks also. So don't worry just rest. But don't spray this much perfume again. It was so hard to clean."
HueningKai
It was your exam week. You were studying so hard to get an A. But you didn't realize you were trying so hard and it was not the best idea. You skipped meals and didn't sleep. Didn't drink enough water and studied all day. Your body was at the edge of collapsing. You tried your best to be strong. Hueningkai was trying to help you with your exam but you weren't letting him to help you. Sometimes he gave you fruit salad or toast. You were eating them but not too much. He got worried about your health but didn't say anything. He was sure, you were so ambitious about it so left you alone. Not the best idea. After the exam day, you were feeling so sick. You were laying down all day with nausea and your body finally gave you the final signal. When Hueningkai was sitting next to you. You got up for your medicine. It ended up with a hit of sudden dizziness and nausea. You hold the wall. Hueningkai didn't notice until you fell to the carpet. Your head hit the carpet and your pale body was all there. He slapped you and tried to do something. He was trembling and looking around for help until he got his phone and called Yeonjun. He came to your dorm in a minute and they both carried you to the bed. You got up after a few minutes later. You were regretting all the things you did in the past. You gave to Hueningkai a smile to make him less worried. Yeonjun pat your shoulder and left the dorm again. Hueningkai hugged you back. He covered you with the blanket and he gave you a plushie which is his favorite one. You smiled at him. "Hold that plushie and you will get better. Just distract your stress. Also don't forget to drink water."
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beomie3 · 5 months
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fangs - c.sb
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bf!soobin x fem!reader
summary — the proper way of doing your boyfriend's vampire makeup for a costume party is straddling him, of course <3 + the hickeys you left on his neck are only part of the costume, right?
wc — 2.1k
content — established relationship, smut, you both love marking one another <3 rough make out, unprotected sex, cursing, you do soobin’s eyeliner hehe
♫ fangs - matt champion
✩ this is fic 2/5 of my halloween spooky series!
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"bin- we only have an hour," you're slightly out of breath as you try to inform your boyfriend of the time in between heavy kisses. he has you pinned against your wardrobe as you two were in the midst of getting ready for a halloween costume party that started in about an hour.
you still had to do his eye makeup but you just couldn't resist him with how sexy he looked in his sharp black suit; black tie snug to his neck, tight dress pants hugging his legs so perfectly. faux vampire fangs slightly poking the plush of his bottom lip. how could you resist?
you tugged his tie gently to pull him closer, walking forward while he blindly walked backward to sit in your vanity's chair when you lightly pushed him down into it.
his chin was about to your chest with how tall he was still whilst sitting down, darkened eyes staring up at you and what felt nearly pierced your soul.
"close your eyes for me," you lightly swiped your hand over his eyelids as you bit the eyeliner cap off and held it between your teeth, tilting his chin up with your free hand.
his legs were spread irresistibly as you stood in between them, tongue pressing into his own cheek with a subtle smirk growing on his lips. you just knew he wanted you and you wanted him just as bad. if it weren't for the time crunch, the two of you would probably be tangled in the sheets. but that wasn't to think about now, was it?
you ran the pencil along his lash line, gently smudging it around with your fingers, stopping to admire just how beautiful he looked in this lighting; jet black hair messily gelled back revealing his pretty eyebrows, supple skin, the soft and sharp contrasts of his facial structure.
"open," his eyes fluttered at the command of your voice, more intense now that they were sexily smudged with eyeliner. you then ran some in his waterline, his eyes never leaving yours. he loved observing you at work, finding your concentration utterly admirable. you stepped back after you had finished, absolutely head over heels.
now, this was it. holy shit. you knew your boyfriend was sexy as hell already but- his eyes lined and smudged effortlessly and dark left you with your lip between your teeth. he was irresistible.
"how do i look?" his voice was low, smoky gaze penetrating yours. how does he look? what kind of question is that? you bit your cheek, a glint in your eyes that undressed him where he sat. it wasn't until he skimmed his long fingers up your thigh that a certain buzz ignited your skin, tickling your core in a dangerous way. the party started in forty-five minutes. fuck it.
you had no words except the small moan that left your throat when you crashed your lips to his passionately, his large hands helping you to straddle his lap and snaking them around the small of your back to keep you there.
"you look so handsome," you whisper into his ear, sending chills up his spine at the warmth of your breath down his neck, turning him on infinitely. you kissed down his neck, stopping for several moments to decorate the soft skin with red marks that you knew he loved receiving. you began loosening his tie, enough to unbutton his white button-up, smoothing your hand over his exposed chest; a perfect canvas for kissing and licking all over.  
your red lipstick left lip-shaped imprints all over the contours of his pecks, something he found so hot; he just wanted your kisses all over his body. attaching your lips to his neck, you sucked and bit at the skin, decorating him with your art. 
happy with your purple and red splotches on his neck and chest, it was his turn. skimming his nose against your jaw, you angled your head to give him access to your neck; warm and supple for him to suck the life out of it. dragging the tip of his tongue across your neck, you shivered, tangling your fingers in the loose hair at the nape of his neck when he began suckling at the skin, soft and wet lips addicting against your sensitive flesh. 
although, this time it was more intense with the dull ache of his fangs against your skin, turning you on in a way you couldn't even begin to explain. boy, would people know he's yours and you're his at the party. your matching vampire costumes would make sense now, with the red splotch and bites across your necks which emulate a vampire bite from one another <3
his hard-on was no secret as it prodded your wetness against your panties. luckily, that was all you were wearing under your black mini-skirt. you began to grind against the firmness in his pants, whimpering as it perfectly soothed your aching clit, tingles darting up and into your stomach.
he groaned against your neck, guiding your hips with a firm grip. you were pushing him nearly over the edge with your pretty noises in his ear; oh, soobin~ you're so sexy. and so hard, all for me? he could nearly explode at any moment. he needed you, bad. 
that's it. suddenly, he groaned, picking you up swiftly and carrying you to the door of your bedroom as it was directly ahead, pressing your back against it as you wrapped your legs tightly around his hips. sharp black stiletto heels digging into the backs of his thighs.
he cursed under his breath as he held you against the cold wood of the door, the plush of your thighs becoming revealed under your skirt as the material was pushed up to your waist, his eyes darkening more and more as he looked your body up and down like it was a fucking buffet.
"soobin, baby..." you ran your fingers down his exposed chest, then returned them to his face, swiping your thumb over his lips. "...fuck me." 
your tongue across his bottom lip was all he needed to be completely set over the edge, holding you up against the door with one hand and unbuckling his belt with the other, his sleek pants dropping to the floor in an instant. the ironed dress shirt he tucked in so perfectly an hour ago was long forgotten about at this moment, everything leaving his mind. it was just you.
using a finger to hook your soaked panties aside, he looked you dead in the eye. a hungry, no, starved look prevalent within them. you smirked, seeing him so hot and desperate for you all had you almost moaning at the sight.
"like this?" he groaned lowly against your lips, slurring his words as he slowly pushed himself into you. his dick stretched you so good, so hard and curling up to kiss your g-spot at the perfect angle. you threw your head back into the door, only his name and yes yes yes to escape your lips repeatedly, so drunk on his cock already.
"mhmm?" he pressed kisses over the bruising hickeys on your neck, his hips rutting against yours slowly yet intensely, each thrust causing a thud at the door with his strength. he didn't give you much time to adjust to him because he knew you could take him. your pussy was just molded for him <3
"fuck soobin, fuck!" tears pricked your eyes as he rutted his hips against yours so harshly, fucking you so good you couldn't even think straight. nothing but the sound of both of your whimpers harmonizing, the slick sounds of him entering you repeatedly, the slapping of his full thighs against your ass, the thudding at the door with every thrust. he loved every bit of it.
he especially loved getting to watch your chest bounce against his at this angle, nipples poking through the thin silk of your top. he groaned at the sight, leaning down to help one strap off at a time with his teeth to free your tits. he pressed his lips to your collarbones, leaving even more marks behind.
an hour ago, you thought the two of you would be in the car by now, making your merry way to the costume party in your matching costumes. but no, here you were, getting absolutely fucked out of your mind; suspended against your bedroom door, getting handled in any way your boyfriend pleased. but you loved it. you loved everything he did to you.
even so that he now had you bent over the counter of your vanity, staring at each other's reflection in the large lit mirror. tight skirt pulled over your hips, his large hands holding you firmly in place as he pounded into you from behind, squeezing the plush of your ass.
everything about his reflection in the mirror was drop-dead gorgeous; the sweat beading on his forehead, your red lipstick smeared all over his mouth, neck, and chest. the depth of his smoky eyes piercing yours as he absolutely ruined you.
your legs were shaking in your high heels, nearly giving out but he firmly held you there, leaning over you to press kisses to your shoulder blades, exposed through the dainty straps of your silky top that hung lazily off of your shoulders. 
"wanna come for me, beautiful?" he whispered into your ear from behind, reaching around to rub circles into your clit, causing you to clench and flutter around his fullness. he buried his face in your hair at the sensation, deep moans and whimpers exiting his mouth. the sound so pretty and lewd and pushing you right to the edge. 
all you could do was desperately nod at him through the mirror, a familiar tickle at your core that only needed one more thrust to send you spiraling into white-hot pleasure. with one final thrust, the deepest one yet, you were moaning his name like it was a prayer, his eyes fixed intensely on yours, so satisfied to watch your face contort in pleasure.
your orgasmic pulsations around his cock was enough to have him spurting hot cum inside of you, thrusting it deep inside of you and watching as some leaked out and dripped onto the floor. 
"holy fuuck," he cursed in your ear at the intensity of your orgasms, hot breath spreading across your neck that was covered in sweat, his thrusts slowing as you both rode out your highs, catching your breath before he pulled out of you. 
your arms and legs were dead tired as they had held you up against the table the entire time, almost giving out but he spun you around and held you tightly against his chest, pressing kisses to your lips and neck, trailing his hands softly all over your body as to show his gratitude. he carried you to the bathroom bridal style and helped clean you up, oh SHIT coming from behind the bathroom door when you both realized the party was five minutes away from staring. 
you hastily helped clean him up as well and returned to the vanity where you stared at one another's reflections. you couldn't help but laugh; the two of you were a fucking mess.
but to be honest, you both looked a lot more like vampires than what your original costumes even called for, and a lot sexier too; faces shimmery under the dim candlelight of your room, disheveled hair like you just went out on some sort of feral hunting mission.
the only thing you had to touch up was your lipstick because it was completely gone, all transferred onto him. his eyeliner was a bit smeared but so much sexier this way.
"ready to go win this contest?" you stared at him in the mirror as you had finished reapplying your lipstick, slinging your sleek bag over your shoulder. you almost blushed with how sexy both of you looked, basking in a certain afterglow that just radiated off of your faces.
he interlaced his fingers with yours and looked down at you, the shadow of his figure towering over yours and cast against he wall by candlelight. the two of you were just the perfect pair. 
he didn't say anything but instead bent down to hug you, smothering you in his embrace. you hugged him back, suddenly yelping when he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder, spanking you and speed walking out of the door.
"we can't win if we're late!"
that was your soob; just fucked your brains out, but worried about being late. that was your man <3
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sleepchapter · 1 year
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yandere content..
[5:17 A.M]
yeonjun — 최연준
“you look so cute like this..”
you don’t even know how you got in this situation. but you were tied to a chair, tape covering your mouth, and new tears staining your face every second. every movement you made only burned your skin, but you just wanted free.
you only continued to struggle, and kept trying to scream, knowing it was all futile.
“your struggles, your weak attempts to scream are so cute to me, don’t stop.”
he kneels in front of you, and grabs your face, your tears coating his hands. he lets the slightest smirk show. so cocky, so taunting. he brushes the hair sticking to your face out of the way and just stares admiring you for a second.
“you’re just so pretty… you’ll get used to this, you’ll have to. you don’t have a choice.”
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jistagrams · 3 months
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pls make more beomgyu texts pls I’ll buy u concert tickets
closest seat pls! 😗
texts with beomgyu (pt 2)
p: bf!beomgyu x gf!reader
w: suggestive asf, reader has fem pronouns
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koqabear · 10 months
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Nights Like These
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☆ Playlist! ☆
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“It was tradition between you and your roommates to relax and drink together once a month. One day a month where you could forget about all your responsibilities and speak about whatever was on your mind. Confronting your undeniable attraction to said roommates was not what you were expecting on a night like this.”
Yeonjun x fem! reader x Taehyun
Genre: and they were roommates, a whopping 2k of “plot”, smut 
word count: 7.7K
Warnings: use of alcohol, mentions of food (they get tipsy at most) 
Smut warnings: dom! Yeonjun, Dom!taehyun, sub!mc, threesome, tae is packing !! (who else is shocked), exhibitionism/ voyeurism, teasing, reader is mentioned to be more vanilla / inexperienced, corruption (?), degrading, praise, pet names, (pretty girl, baby, cutie, etc.) masturbating, (fem) manhandling, biting, marking, grinding, oral, (fem rec.) breast play, fingering, hair pulling, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, messy handjobs, strength kink, dacryphilia, double vaginal penetration, scratching, bulge kink, size kink, possessiveness, dumbification, creampies , cockwarming (lemme know if I missed anything!)
Notes: How bizarre is it to have two regular warnings then a whole fucking paragraph of smut warnings? Only on my blog, I suppose. Listen to me, I’ve been meaning to write about double penetration on this godforsaken app but have been too scared to— I refuse to be silenced!! Enjoy while you can before it disappears from the tags!!
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Nothing good came from nights like these. 
That still didn’t stop you from doing it, feeling yourself sink back more into the couch cushions as your grip tightens on your wine glass; you feel tipsy at most, and the drink in your hand is tamer in comparison to the nights where you and your roommates would go through bottles of soju and order takeout after a particularly stressful day.
On nights like those, where you were too drunk to properly clean up after yourselves, nothing good ever happened. There are too many incidents of you spilling your drinks all over the floor, waking up to a sticky floor that would have you scolded badly by your friends— not to mention the number of drunk rambles your two roommates have gone on, confessing things that would change your perception of them if you were lucky enough to remember it. 
Tonight was one of those nights. 
“Well, it wasn’t ever anything serious,” Yeonjun said, pausing to take another sip of his drink. Tonight wasn’t as bad as the other nights, and you’d like to chalk it all up to the fact that you haven’t really drunk much. But it was enough to loosen Yeonjun’s tongue, sitting back in amusement as you listened to him tell you two stories of his delinquent days, “But I seriously stressed out my mom back then. I feel so bad for her honestly, I don’t know how she put up with me.” 
“I guess that makes sense,” Taehyun says, sitting on the floor and leaning on the coffee table as he grabs a slice of pizza— it’s probably gone cold now, given the fact that the two can never stop talking whenever they drink, “no wonder you’re such a freak.” 
Yeonjun seems to bristle at his friend’s comments, crossing his arms defensively as he glares down at Taehyun. “What the hell do you mean by that?” 
They seem to be communicating as Taehyun gives him a knowing look. It only serves to make you curious as Yeonjun’s ears turn red, clearly defeated as he chooses to take a sip from his drink. The sight is enough to make you laugh, giggly as always as you lean forward clumsily. 
“What?” You say, looking between your two friends to see if you can pry out any information from them, “What’re you guys talking about?”
“Nothing just,” Yeonjun clears his throat, downing his glass as he leans forward to place it down on the table, “just some embarrassing shit I used to do, I don’t think you’d wanna hear about it.”
“Oh, but Taehyun would?” You say, raising a brow as you look towards the said man; he’s smiling, mischievous and tempting as his eyes sparkle cutely under the lights— almost giving him an aura of innocence, if you didn’t know any better, “come on, try me. We’ve known each other long enough, right?” 
“Mmm. It’s just this one time,” Taehyun starts, pausing to take a bite of pizza as he tries to gauge Yeonjun’s reaction; you glance at him, but he refuses to look at you, covering his face in embarrassment as you’re still able to pick up on the red tinge of his cheeks, “I caught Yeonjun and one of his girls fucking, that’s all… It happened multiple times actually, had me thinking it wasn’t an accident at some point. Weird time, honestly.”
“She was really into it, okay?” Yeonjun admits, attempting poorly to defend himself as his hands come away from his face. He’s clearly flustered, his hair a mess with how much he’s been running his hands through it as he listened to Taehyun tell you his story.
“Yeah? Was it because of me? Because I’ve never heard this happening with any of our other friends,” Taehyun is clearly provoking Yeonjun as the two begin to bicker, casually spilling truths that have your eyes widening in surprise. 
There he goes again— Yeonjun has dropped a fact on you so casually as you try to pretend that it doesn’t affect you at all; this time, it seems to have been revealed that Yeonjun is quite the exhibitionist. 
“Don’t act like you were quick to leave, either,” Yeonjun says, words beginning to slur slightly as he points an accusing finger at the younger man. 
“I won’t deny that,” Taehyun is the definition of evil as he grins, biting his lip slightly as he glances at you, “I won’t deny that she was cute— and who am I to refuse a free show?”
Okay, this is all taking a strange turn; you knew the two men before you knew each other way longer than they knew you, and had a very close relationship in turn, but this seemed a little too much for you— you really hadn’t been expecting Taehyun to confess that he was into watching when you pressured him into telling Yeonjun’s secret. 
It’s not like you’ve never talked about your little sexcapades, as Yeonjun likes to call them, but you never truly feel ready for them as you usually find them on the more intense side, your experiences put to shame as it all usually ranges on the more vanilla side. 
Maybe that’s why you find yourself feeling a bit hot— that, and the copious amount you’ve drunk tonight, you tell yourself, gulping nervously as you try to ignore that the way they’ve begun to go into detail isn’t affecting you. At all. 
“Dude, do you have any idea how many times she would ask to invite you?” Yeonjun groaned, throwing his head back against the couch at the very thought, “I seriously thought she was into you instead of me.” 
“I wouldn’t mind sharing,” Taehyun says, the cheeky comment immediately getting a shut the fuck up, in return from Yeonjun. It’s a bit embarrassing when you jump as Taehyun’s eyes land on you again, trying to pretend it didn’t happen as Taehyun only chuckles at your state, “What’s wrong, why are you so quiet? Did we freak you out?”
“No, just…” you clear your throat attempting to not let your flustered state show as you shrug casually, “Just didn’t think you guys would be into that.”
“Oh, you wouldn’t be?” If you didn’t know better, you’d think Yeonjun was genuinely curious as he leans forward, laying on the opposite end of the couch as he tilts his head like a puppy. He’s well beyond tipsy, his pouty lips stained and his eyes lidded as his bangs fall into his eyes; a reminder of how good he looks with long hair hits you suddenly, your stomach churning as you desperately try to keep these thoughts under lock and key. 
“I— I don’t know,” you say, biting your lip at the stutter you accidentally let slip through, “what kind of question is that?” 
“Well, we’ve told you a bit about us,” Taehyun says, his foot tapping rhythmically at the table leg as his gaze doesn’t break away from yours, “just think it’d be fair to hear a bit about you, no?”
This was dangerous territory. This type of conversation was usually only breached when you knew you wouldn’t be able to remember it the next day, but men before you are way too experienced to let a few glasses of wine get to them— they were definitely teasing you. 
Was this a normal thing to talk about between friends? Usually, you wouldn’t think much of it; you can think of plenty of times when you’ve all expressed your own stories, unadulterated and light-hearted as you all shared a laugh about it. But this, it definitely felt different; you’re not sure why, but maybe it’s because of the way you can’t help pressing your legs together, your mind beginning to stray as you take in the intensity of their eyes— dark, dangerous, still waiting for an answer as you clear your throat shyly. 
“I dunno, I’m pretty open to trying new things,” you say, trying to change the subject as you stare down at your empty glass, “Tae, could you pass me the bottle?”
Taehyun is quick to heed your request, scooting closer to you to pass you the bottle; you think you might just be going insane when he takes this chance to grab onto your hand, tugging at it slightly so you’re leaning towards him. The way you gulp nervously isn’t lost on Taehyun as he smiles tenderly, his chest pressing against your bare thigh as you try to ignore the way he’s practically laying on you.
“Are you drunk already?” Taehyun asks, ever a tease as he leans in closer to take a closer look at your face, “You’re usually a lot more talkative than this.”
“No,” you say, oddly defensive as you pull away from him; curling up in the corner of the couch, you huff, pouring yourself another glass as you ignore the way the two men grin at your shy state, “what do you expect me to say?” 
“You usually contribute a lot more to our conversations,” Yeonjun muses, scooting closer to you as he watches you avoid his eyes, opting to take another sip from your glass instead, “plus, weren’t you the one that was so eager to hear about my past?”
“When I asked, I was expecting crime stories or something,” you say, your tongue loosened as you look at your friend directly in his eyes, “not stories about you two sharing a girl.” 
There’s something in Yeonjun’s gaze that darkens as he hears you say that. You can practically feel the stares of your two friends burning into your skin as you clear your throat awkwardly, trying to not shift as Yeonjun only scoots closer to you; he’s sitting at your feet now, his arm thrown over the couch as he makes himself comfortable, a cocky smile slowly growing on his face as he speaks.
“Oh, we never shared her,” Yeonjun drawls, tilting his head at the very thought. Below you, Taehyun shakes his head, resting his chin on your thigh as he stares up at you with sparkling doe eyes, clearly tipsy by the way his cheekbones are flushed pink, “she wasn’t special enough for that.”
“You practically did,” you say, shivering at the way Yeonjun runs a hand up your thigh, stopping as he begins to play with the hem of your sweater— the same sweater that Yeonjun and Taehyun are matching with you now, a stupid gift you got them for Christmas and never really expected them to wear. 
Yeonjun can only huff out a laugh at your little comment. You look so cute as you’re cradling your glass, unsure of what else to do as you take another drink out of nervous habit, eventually downing the rest of it. Despite your tense demeanor, your eyes give you away, a dim curiosity showing through as you allow the two men to get closer still. 
“What, you don’t like the idea?” Yeonjun whispers, feeling the way you’re shifting underneath his touch as he gets closer to you, “Would it be too much for someone like you?” 
Someone like you. Someone who wasn’t as experienced or active as them, who preferred to stay with what you knew instead of trying something dangerous and experimenting. 
“No,” you bluffed, refusing to back down as you listened to the two men before you chuckle at your words, “I could handle it.”
“Could you really?” Yeonjun asks, pulling away as you feel your body yearning for his warm presence again, “I don’t believe you.” 
There are so many ways things could go now— a single choice could change the way you see your roommates forever, your heart pounding against your chest as you let out a shaky sigh. 
“What am I supposed to do?” You sigh out shakily, watching the way the remaining droplets in your glass swish around, averting your eyes to avoid their reactions, “prove it to you?” 
“Show us.” 
Your head practically snaps up at Yeonjun’s words. Your mouth has gone dry and you feel as though your tongue has gone numb, unable to articulate any words as you simply give your friend a dumbfounded stare. 
A pause ensues; they wait patiently, giving you a moment to back out and leave if you want to. But even then, they can’t ignore the way your thighs press together impatiently, your throat bobbing as you finally part your lips to speak. 
“Show you?”
The way the men chuckle at your state is downright degrading— and it makes you stifle a whine that threatens to creep up your throat, feeling insanely aroused the longer they take to say or do anything. It’s like they’re trapping you in, feeling small under their gaze as Yeonjun glances down at the pathetic excuse of shorts that cover your legs. 
“Show us you can take it, baby.” Slowly, you nod, allowing Taehyun to take your empty glass from you as your fingers slowly slip under the waistband of your shorts, proceeding to pull them off you. You feel so exposed as you watch the way their eyes follow your every move, gulping for the nth time tonight as you keep your panties on; the way they eye the cute lace has you clenching your legs nervously, unsure of what to do before Yeonjun is reaching out to pry your legs open gently.
“Come on cutie, don’t be shy,” Yeonjun smiles, an action ever so sweet and tempting as he spots the way you’ve made a wet spot on your panties. Taehyun is encouraging as he slowly takes your hand, allowing him to lead you down and place it right over your core before he’s placing his hand over your own, practically engulfing it as he forces you to apply pressure to your pussy.
“Can you show us how you touch yourself, pretty?” 
Their cute nicknames for you are enough to have you melting under their every command, feeling the way your legs open on their own, eager to follow their orders as your hand practically disappears under Taehyun’s. You still can’t help but feel shy under their watchful gaze as you slide your hand under your waistband, your eyes meeting with Yeonjun’s as the pad of your fingertips meets your clit; you jump at the sudden feeling, your mouth falling open as you slowly begin to circle the bud. 
You feel so powerful as you watch the two men become infatuated with you, unable to take their eyes off you for a second as you allow your middle and ring finger to run over your slit— the wet noises that come from it have Yeonjun biting his lip tensely, shifting in his seat as his eyes dart down to where your hand has disappeared. 
Your chest juts out at a particularly harsh touch on your clit— the material of your sweater is thin and pastel, and it allows both your friends to watch the way your nipples poke through, unable to help the way their eyes widen at the fact that you haven’t been wearing a bra all night. 
Yeonjun thinks he might go insane; the sight of you is so sweet and fragile as he watches the way you slowly fuck yourself, a broken whimper escaping you as your fingertips begin to tease your entrance. Beneath you, Taehyun is doing no better, able to get a closer look at your pussy as he watches the material dampen, wanting nothing more than to rip the material off and get a proper view of you toying with your pretty cunt.
After a moment, you decide it’s not enough. Your eyes can’t help but stray as you take in how big the hands of the two men before you are in comparison to yours, feeling your pussy clench uncontrollably at the thought of having either of them touch you instead. The moan you let out is weak and pathetic as you reach your free hand to Yeonjun, tugging at his sleeve until he’s scooting closer to you, eyes hazed and lips parted as he takes in your broken face.
“More,” you whine out, tugging at his sleeve as you bring him closer, until you can feel his breath fan against your face and graze your lips against his, “need more. Please.”
You can taste the wine on Yeonjun’s lips as you finally gather the strength to close the gap between the two of you. The taste only becomes more prominent as he pushes his tongue past your lips, allowing you to tangle your free hand into his hair as you begin bucking your hips uselessly into your hands— you can only whine weakly at the way Yeonjun leaves you messy and breathless, pulling away as his swollen and shiny lips come into view. 
“Fuck, come here,” he breathes out, grabbing onto your hand and tugging you roughly as you allow him to situate you however he likes— it ends with you seated comfortably on his lap, your ass pressing against his clear erection as he drapes your legs over his thighs; you’re practically spread open as Taehyun situates himself between the two of you, on his knees and staring up with you with such a dark and dangerous gaze that has your cunt clenching around nothing. 
“God, look at you,” Yeonjun breathes out into your ear, resting his chin on your shoulder as his hands rub teasingly on your thighs. You jump at the sensitive feeling, trying to close your legs on instinct, only for it to fail as Yeonjun’s strong thighs keep you spread open. Taehyun is only able to laugh at your pathetic state, leaning in closer to your pussy as his eyes never leave yours— he’s so close, almost able to touch you as you rock your hips toward him subtly. 
“Dripping all over me when we’ve barely even started,” Yeonjun’s words are lazy and slurred together as he leaves kisses on the column of your neck, sloppy and wet as he goes to leave marks all over you. 
Wordlessly, Taehyun reaches forward to plant a soft kiss on your panty-covered cunt. The feeling is enough to have you throwing your head back against Yeonjun’s shoulder, your panties practically stuck to you with how needy you are. With every rock of your hips, Yeonjun groans into your ear, feeling your ass press perfectly against his cock, unable to help the way he thrusts up into you, enjoying the way you yelp cutely at the feeling, jolting in his lap from the sheer action. 
Your eyes are fluttering shut the moment Taehyun’s mouth connects with your cunt. He’s making a mess of the pretty lace panties you have on, practically making out with your pussy as he presses his warm tongue on your slit, pushing against the fabric and dragging it up before he’s stopping at your clit. You’re a whining and moaning mess by now, unable to control the way your face contorts with pleasure as Taehyun sucks your clit, hearing the way your moans pick up as he runs his tongue over the fabric teasingly. 
Your panties are an absolute mess by the time he’s pulling away, and Taehyun can’t hide the way the sight is clearly affecting him— your pussy is practically outlined against the fabric, the garment skewed as the pretty bow by your navel practically begs him to unwrap you like a present. 
He does so gladly; both men are groaning weakly as they watch the way as a string of your arousal remains connected to your panties, a weak whimper escaping you as you feel Yeonjun lift your hips with no effort— you’re practically staining his sweatpants the moment he’s sitting you back down, and it certainly doesn’t help that you can still feel his hip rutting into the swell of your ass occasionally, wrapping a secure arm around your waist before he’s pulling you flush against his chest. 
“So soft,” Yeonjun mutters, his hand that was wrapped around your waist sneaking under the hem of your sweater and moving up to grope your beasts; you can’t help the way you mewl as you feel his cold hands on your nipples, sensitive to the way he plays with them, as though he knows your body like the back of his hand.
His other hand is reaching down to your pussy, his deep chuckle hitting your ears as you jump when his fingers come in contact with your cunt; before you realize what he’s doing, you feel him spreading you open with his two fingers, a glob of arousal escaping you as you feel his other hand reach down and tug your sweater over your chest— you’re left displayed perfectly to Taehyun, spread out prettily for him as he’s left to enjoy the sight.
“Isn’t she pretty?” Yeonjun hums out softly, rubbing his fingers up and down your slit as the wet sounds ring around the room. Taehyun can only groan at the sight, ever so weak for your pussy as he finally leans in to get a taste. 
Yeonjun’s other hand has left your breasts. Instead, it traveled up to get a hold of your chin, forcing you to look down and gaze at the way Taehyun’s head was stuck between your thighs; Yeonjun keeping you spread open for him, feeling the way Taehyun’s tongue lapped at you teasingly. 
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” Yeonjun whispers in your ear, like a dirty secret no one else should know as he begins humping against you at a steady pace, “Love being our cute little attention whore?” 
The way you agree to his words without hesitation should be embarrassing— but it’s not, especially with the way Taehyun is leaving you speechless, his tongue teasing at your entrance before he’s finally fucking it into you. 
He’s so sloppy and eager as he allows your arousal to coat his face, moving it side to side and listening to the way you moan whenever his nose bumps against your clit. Yeonjun holds you open all the while, and the way Taehyun pulls away to slurp lewdly at your arousal leaves you warm and flustered as you tuck your head into Yeonjun’s neck. 
It doesn’t take you long before the said man is pulling you back away, keeping his hold on your face firm as he watches the way your face changes intently, his hand moving away from your pussy to rub your thigh soothingly. 
“Look at you, such a pretty thing, letting yourself get used by us,” Yeonjun mutters, his voice dark as he places soft kisses all over your face; it’s a stark contrast to the way Taehyun only becomes more eager to hear you cum, his swollen lips sucking eagerly at your clit as you feel his tongue run ruthlessly over it all the while. 
“You have no idea how much I’ve thought of you. How hard it was to ignore these feelings, to pretend like I wouldn’t love to fuck you senseless,” Yeonjun’s confessions have a fire of desire licking all throughout your body, hearing the way he stumbles over his words, unable to take his eyes away from the scene before him, “I felt so guilty when I saw you, so cute and perfect, innocent to the fact that we’ve wanted you for so long.”
You’re a mess under their hands as the sudden confessions take you by surprise, whimpering out weakly that you’ve felt the same— Taehyun’s eyes flick up to meet yours for a second, tilting his head before he’s practically making out with your pussy slowly, the feeling of his tongue all over you making you reach down and tug his hair thoughtlessly; the moan he lets out from the feeling is enough to bring you close to your climax, unable to control yourself as you begin to roll your hips against his face. 
“Yeah? Do you think about us a lot?” Yeonjun whines teasingly in your ear, mimicking you and smiling as you moan out a weak y-yes! 
“Do you touch yourself to the thought of us?” Yeonjun’s questions are dangerous to your fuzzy mind as you nod frantically, weak to his voice as you find yourself confessing things you never thought you ever would. 
“God, I do too,” Yeonjun groans, his cock pressing against you as he reaches down to keep your hips still, bringing you back against him as you remain victim to the way Taehyun licks your pussy mercilessly. You think your mind has gone blank the moment his fingers sneak in to prod at your entrance, the way he messily kisses and sucks at your clit your downfall as you let out one last moan— you’re stilling against his face as he lets you ride out your orgasm, weak whimpers and cries streaming from your lips as you weakly cry out that it’s too much. 
Taehyun only listens to your commands once he feels you pushing at his face weakly, your eyes fluttering open weakly and your chest heaving as you lock gazes with Taehyun— you feel beyond flustered at the way his lips and chin shine with your arousal, his tongue slowly darting out to lick it all off before he’s leaning in to place a gentle, feather-like kiss at your inner knee. 
“I’ve thought about having you like this for so long,” Yeonjun breathes out, his hand reaching down to play with your pussy teasingly; he ignores the way you keen softly at his touch, still sensitive from your previous orgasm as he begins to put on a show for Taehyun— the said man only sits back on his heels, hands on your knees as he watches your face with a dark expression. 
Yeonjun’s fingers are long and cool against your walls; the stretch is enough to make you moan out weakly, falling limp against Yeonjun as you let him set up a gentle pace. You shiver with every motion he does, flinching when he curls his fingers to press against your sweet spot cruelly, focusing on it as he immediately notices your reaction. 
His lips that were once soothing against your neck have now become harsh, leaving bites and marks that bloom on your skin prettily— the sight of you marked up and leaking desperately for him is enough to have him trying to not fuck you senselessly right that second— instead, you can feel him beginning to thrust against you, his cock fully hard as he nuzzles his head into your neck.
“Please,” you beg, breathy and useless as Taehyun stands up to tower over you; his cock is straining against his sweats as he places careful hands on your waist, his chest heaving as he leans in to kiss you— you’re pulling him in desperately, hopelessly lost in the feeling of his plush lips and sharp teeth that dig into your flesh as Yeonjun begins to pick up the pace. 
You’re a mess at this point, unable to keep up with Taehyun as your mouth is left open, moans swallowed up by Taehyun as you let him kiss you senselessly, feeling Yeonjun still nibbling at your neck as you try to ignore the fact that you’re practically drooling at the way he’s fingering you, his palm rubbing against your clit as he brings you closer to your second orgasm of the night.
Nothing is piecing itself together in your mind at this point— Taehyun is panting against your mouth, and you realized that it’s because you’ve managed to slip a hand through his sweats, guided by him as you finally got a hold of his cock. You don’t remember doing such a thing, but your mind is nothing but a haze as you take in the way he’s continuously dripping precum from his head, your hand sticky as you feel him straining against the fabric of his boxers. 
“Don’t stop, please don’t stop,” you manage to whine out, unsure of who you may be talking to as your mouth is swallowed up by Taehyun’s kiss again— your free hand reaches down to grip Yeonjun’s forearm, your hips stuttering against his movements as you feel your brain going fuzzy. You know it’s more than the alcohol at this point as you feel Taehyun pulling away from you, watching as you fall apart on Yeonjun’s fingers and cum for the second time tonight. 
Your hand has gone limp against Taehyun’s cock; it isn’t until you’re regaining your breath that you’re pulling your hand out from the confines of his sweats, staring at the sticky mess on your fingers before you lock eyes with Taehyun— he thinks he could come untouched as he watches the way your tongue begins to clean up the mess, circling the muscle around your delicate fingers until there’s nothing left. 
“Shit, you’re so fucking dirty,” Yeonjun sighs out, hips still rutting against you as his fingers have yet to leave your cunt; you might just start crying when you feel him beginning to stretch you out, scissoring you slowly as he grins at the wet sounds your pussy is making for him. 
“Need you to fuck me,” you find yourself whining, your back arching at the way Yeonjun continues to toy with you, the feeling agonizing as he begins to tease the tips of his fingers at your entrance, “want both of you.” 
“Both of us?” Taehyun laughs, finally speaking to you after being a bystander for so long, “Baby, I don’t think you could handle that.” 
“No, I can, I really can,” you cry out, tugging his sweater softly and pawing his chest as you begin to beg weakly, “wanna feel you both, I can take it.” 
Yeonjun and Taehyun are exchanging silent looks— they’re communicating, it seems, unsure of what to do as you continue to ramble on weakly, unable to get your eyes off of Taehyun’s cock that clearly strains against his sweats. It takes a second before they’re finally coming to a conclusion, your body erupting in shivers as they turn their attention back on you. 
“Can you really take it sweet thing?” Yeonjun is mumbling against your skin, placing gentle kisses along your shoulder as Taehyun goes to sit down beside you; you’re nodding, hazy and clumsy as you run your hands down Taehyun’s chest, sneaking under the hem before you’re tugging his shirt up and exposing his perfect muscles. 
It’s no secret Taehyun loved to work out— but seeing him here, tan skin and rippling muscles ready to be marked by your lips, made you so incredibly needy, enjoying the way he shivers as you run a curious hand over his abdomen and biceps. 
“Curious?” Taehyun asks, shifting so that he’s sitting back against the couch; he looks so attractive as he looks up at you, hair splayed out on the end armrest of the couch while his legs remain spread out like a tempting seat— you can’t help the way your face feels hot as he pulls you towards him, his strength easily allowing him to manhandle you into position as you’re straddling his lap, right above his cock as your sweater falls back over your chest messily. 
“So damn pretty,” Taehyun mutters, breathless as he stares up at your fucked out form; you could say the same thing about him, but you’d rather express it in your actions as you attempt to grind down against him, only for it to be stopped by his firm grip on your hips. 
“Don’t you wanna feel the real thing, pretty?” Taehyun grins, shifting around so he’s able to take off the rest of his clothes, left bare under you as watches you nod needily, feeling a whine escape you as you finally get to see his cock; for a second, you understand why Taehyun had been so doubtful of your ability, eyeing the sheer size and girth of him as you inevitably feel yourself clenching around nothing. His tip is leaking from the sight of you, red and throbbing as his mind begs nothing more than to be inside you and fuck you senseless. 
Instead, he waits for you to make a move, biting his lip as he watches the way your hand looks small as you wrap it around his shaft; he hisses as you slowly align him with your entrance, rubbing him against your slit as you whimper at the way your cum runs down his cock. 
“Jesus, you’re so…” Taehyun is unable to finish his thought as you’re sinking down on him, the hiss you two share at the feeling lethal as he feels the way your walls flutter around his cock uncontrollably. 
Tight. Warm. Wet. Taehyun’s mind is racing as he lets out a loud groan the moment you’re touching the base of his cock, eyes shutting as he tries to focus on not coming inside you immediately. You’re doing no better than him, whining uncontrollably as you grind on him softly, unable to help yourself as you take in the way he stretches you out so well. 
“Shit, I don’t think I’ll last if you keep squeezing me like this pretty girl,” Taehyun breathes out, a sweat forming on his forehead as his hair begins to stick to his skin. All you can do is whine in return, slowly picking up your hips before you’re slamming back down on him— you can’t help but be loud at the feeling, Taehyun sharing the same feelings as you as he lets out a choked moan; your pace is brutally slow as you begin adjusting to his size, the wet sounds of skin on skin and your pathetic sounds driving Taehyun mad as he does his best to thrust up into you in return.
“Cute little pussy is so loud,” Yeonjun says, emerging behind you as he wraps his arms around you, your legs tiring out as you’ve slowed down to nothing but a pathetic grind. His hands find their way under your sweater again before he’s pulling it off you, your pretty tits finally revealed to them as Yeonjun doesn’t waste a second to palm at them. 
“Want you,” you mutter, breathless as you lean back against Yeonjun’s chest, “want you right now.” 
“Oh baby, I don’t think you could handle that,” Yeonjun coos in your ear, pitying the way your eyes shine with needy tears as you shake your head in refusal, “you can barely handle Taehyun as it is.”
“N…no,  I can—!” Taehyun is teasing as he thrusts up into you, jolting your body as you cry out pitifully. You can’t seem to back down though, dead set on feeling both your roommates inside you at once as you reach behind to grab Yeonjun’s bulge, “please? Please please please, I can take it, I promise I can…” 
You know Yeonjun is only teasing you as he takes a moment to think, enjoying the way your clumsy hand attempts to palm him, much too distracted by the way Taehyun has begun to roll his hips up into you. Gently, he takes a hold of your face, turning you to look at him as he captures you in a slow kiss; you feel as though you’re being devoured when you can feel Yeonjun shifting behind you, finally pulling away before he’s smiling at you sweetly. 
You’re forced to face forward again as Yeonjun places firm hands on your shoulders, pushing you forward until you’re chest to chest with Taehyun; the new position has you whimpering softly, burying your face in Taehyun’s neck as you feel him rocking his hips up into you subtly. 
“Since you asked so nicely…” Yeonjun trails off, enjoying the way you flinch as he prods his tip at your already stuffed entrance, a long moan drawn out of you as he begins to push in.
The stretch is enough to have your eyes rolling to the back of your head, clawing at Taehyun’s shoulders as he grunts at the feeling— both of your scratches and Yeonjun situating himself beside Taehyun. You’re incredibly tight as Yeonjun pushes forward, going inch by inch as he watches you intently for any signs of discomfort. He’s almost bottomed out when you squeeze the two of them, your grip like a vice as the two men let out loud moans, filling your ears like music and causing you to clench again. 
The pleasure is enough to make you dizzy as you slowly push yourself up on your hands, hovering over Taehyun who simply looks at you with hungry eyes. You can feel yourself going in for another kiss, only to crash down against Taehyun’s chest as Yeonjun thrusts the rest of himself in, his hips meeting yours as you yelp against Taehyun’s collarbones. 
Your whines and whimpers don’t seem to cease for a second as the two men begin to grind into you, shakily trying to push yourself up again before you find your strength failing you; it’s Taehyun who pushes you up gently, cupping your face with such tenderness that you can’t help the way you grow teary-eyed, overwhelmed with pleasure yet still wanting more as you allow Taehyun to direct you into a sweet kiss. 
It doesn’t take long before you grow lax against him, feeling Yeonjun slowly pull out before he’s beginning to thrust shallowly into you. Taehyun remains still all the while, his breathy moans and quiet groans of pleasure barely reaching your ears as you rock against his body, your clit being stimulated as you cry at the pleasure. 
“Look at you, barely able to handle it,” Yeonjun moans breathily, sneaking a hand between your and Taehyun’s bodies as he’s pressing against your stomach, able to feel the bulge that’s formed as both he and Taehyun groan, “are we too big for you baby?”
In a daze, you nod. You feel so full. So, so so full and stretched out as Yeonjun’s other hand goes on your hip, guiding you back into him as praises and filth exit his mouth in a continuous stream. You can’t help the way your pussy flutters with every word, his moans only riling you up more as you wish you could feel him more against you; your wish comes true as he hovers over you, his chest against your back as he slowly grinds into you, placing feather-like kisses along your shoulder blades as he drinks up your sounds of pleasure. 
Beneath you, Taehyun slowly begins to pull out; your eyes squeeze shut at the feeling, your grip on him tightening for a second as he slowly thrusts back into you. The two men slowly begin to find their pace as you grow accustomed to them, your body relaxed and pliant as they fuck you dumb. 
“So perfect, so good,” Yeonjun pants behind you, shutting his eyes tight at the way it feels to be inside you, to be able to feel Taehyun’s cock rubbing against his as well, “god, such a good girl, looks like you really can take it.”
His praise is unrelenting as he watches the way your body rocks from the way they fuck you; there’s a white ring that’s beginning to form on his cock as his eyes fall down to your stretched hole, brows furrowing at the sight of you leaking uncontrollably, the liquid running all over Taehyun’s cock and onto the couch. The sight alone is enough to have him fucking into you rougher, taking both you and Taehyun by surprise as you weakly fall apart under him.
Taehyun isn’t able to kiss you anymore— there’s not a single thought in your mind as your mouth falls open, face screwing up in pleasure as you tuck your head into the crook of Taehyun’s neck, finding solace in the space as you absentmindedly begin to suck and bite marks onto his skin. The thought of seeing the aftermath of everything you did to him later has Taehyun thrusting up into you with more desperation, eager to hear you fall apart on them as you begin to babble about how good it all feels. 
“Yeah? Feels good? I know pretty, I know,” Taehyun coos, wrapping an arm around your waist and pressing you flat against him as he kisses your shoulder. You’re practically being pushed around as Taehyun begins to shift under you, their movements ceasing as he begins to adjust his position, your tiny whines about not wanting them to stop being shushed by Taehyun as he tugs on your hair softly. 
“Be quiet baby, before you regret it,” Taehyun whispers in your ear, his heels digging into the sofa as you ignore him and continue to complain; as a result, he begins to thrust into you harshly, able to jackhammer into you as Yeonjun begins to do the same— it’s hard to go as fast as he wants to when you’re stuffed full, but Taehyun knows it’s enough by the way you grab onto him desperately, your mouth falling open as unabashed moans begin to fall from you. 
“Shit, our pretty girl,” Yeonjun groans, feeling himself twitch inside you as you blindly reach back to him, searching for his hand as he finally takes it; his fingers interlock with yours, pulling you back into him and Taehyun as he laughs at your pitiful state, “All ours. Won’t be able to get fucked again unless it’s by us.”
“We ruined you for anyone else,” Taehyun continues, reaching for your face as he’s forcing you to look at him; you’re unstable, a hand planted on his chest and the other holding onto his shoulder as you’re rocked back and forth by them, your face a mess as drool escapes the corner of your lips— you’ve been fucked absolutely stupid as you clench at their words, feeling your high approaching again as you feel hot tears escaping your eyes. 
“Holy shit Yeonjun, wish you could see this right now,” Taehyun laughs, slowing his pace down as he turns your face to look at Yeonjun; the said man only grins at you, cooing mockingly as he chases a stray tear away— he can’t help but be endeared at the way they pool at your eyes, running quickly down your cheeks and clinging onto your chin before they’re falling on your tits and Taehyun’s chest; you’re a complete mess as you choke back on a sob, head hanging at the way they keep fucking you throughout it. 
“We fucked her stupid,” Taehyun breathes out, bouncing you on him as he thrusts up harshly, listening to the way your cries pick up as you approach your orgasm. 
“Completely ruined,” Yeonjun breathes out, never thinking that he’d be able to see you like this. Laughing, he picks up his pace again, able to feel the way his cock begs for release as you clench down mercilessly against the two of them— you’re so close and they can feel it, your cunt a vice as you practically push them out with every clench of your walls. 
“You won’t fuck anyone else but us,” Yeonjun growls out, his hands turning possessive as his fingers dig into your hips, “ruined for everyone else but us. Isn’t that right, pretty?”
Clumsily, you nod, the action barely visible from how much your body is already rocking from his thrusts. But Yeonjun is still able to see it, feeling the way Taehyun picks up his pace as well as he chokes back a loud groan. 
“Say it. Say you’re ruined for us, that you’re all ours now.” 
“I— I’m—“ you’re barely able to get out a coherent word with how well you’re being fucked, your voice quivering pathetically as Taehyun cranes his neck to be able to suck on your pretty skin, biting onto your neck harshly and leaving bruises he’ll definitely be admiring later.
“Come on, we know you can do it pretty,” Taehyun encourages, his brows furrowed as he can feel his cock begin to twitch inside you, the feeling of Yeonjun’s tip brushing against his own making him sensitive as it becomes harder to keep his pace. 
“I’m yours!” You cry out, babbling uselessly as you feel like you’ll snap at any moment, “I’m yours, only yours— don’t want anyone else’s cock, you both fuck me so good, I’m only yours— all ruined—“ 
Your rambles are enough to set Yeonjun off, feeling him thrust into you harshly before he’s bottoming out, his chest pressed flush against your back as he rests his forehead between your shoulder blades; his moans are breathy and ticklish against your skin as you feel him filling you with his cum, an endless stream as his cock continues to spurt inside you ruthlessly. 
The action is enough to set you and Taehyun off like a chain reaction, feeling the band in your stomach snap before you’re practically seeing white, falling limp on top of Taehyun who quickly comes after you— he’s moaning loudly against the crown of your head as he bottoms out as well, still feeling Yeonjun coming inside you as he becomes next; you’re practically stuffed as their cum begins to leak out of you, your hole fluttering pathetically around them as they groan weakly at the action. 
“Shit…” you’re unsure of who it is that breathes that out, on the verge of blacking out as you try to regain your breath. You still feel as though none of it has settled in your mind yet, the tipsy feeling of the alcohol in your bloodstream rendering you entirely useless after being fucked into oblivion. 
You trust Yeonjun and Taehyun to be the ones to come back to their senses and clean up, but you’re unsure if that should be the case as you’re beginning to feel Taehyun’s breath even out under you— a weak smack on his chest is enough to startle him awake, barely conscious yourself as you try to pretend that Taehyun’s strong arms that wrap around your middle and Yeonjun’s kisses that span along your back isn’t enough to lull you to sleep. 
It definitely is. You have yet to feel either of them pull out of you yet, but all you can do is hope and pray that you won’t be having another spilled drink incident when you wake up again. 
As you said, nothing good came from nights like these. 
(At least, tomorrow will be the judge of that.)
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the-second-tonks · 2 years
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★TXT and their 'boyfriend' things
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˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ Soobin
His things could be cuddling , definitely lifting y/n up or helping her grab stuff that is at a height , nose boops , temple kisses , aesthetic moodboards for each other , being jealous of any other guy , being cute for attention.
˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ Yeonjun
His things could be selecting and buying clothes for y/n , tying y/n's hairs , hugging , kissing , and teasing y/n-y/n teasing him and making tiktoks , dance battles , clicking loads of pictures with y/n.
˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ Beomgyu
His things could be scrolling through memes with y/n , imitating others , writing songs for y/n , annoying others , 24/7 physical contact , inside jokes , romantic date nights , trying to be hot and cute and stupid.
˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ Taehyun
His things could be solving quizzes and crosswords with y/n , discussing on topics , hand holding , forehead kisses, random eye contacts , star gazing , roaming around randomly , watching crime movies , holding onto y/n while watching horror movies .
˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ Huening Kai
His things could be waking y/n up with gifts , cuddling y/n, late night drives , watching cute videos of stuff and maybe even of members, just being the disgustingly cheesy husband , normally cute but when time calls for it , he's protective..
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That's all for today (◍•ᴗ•◍)
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awkwardandromeda · 2 years
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bunny
NSFW !
yeonjun x afab!reader
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i can please you however you want, doll.
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pairing: mean!dom!yeonjun x sub!reader x soft!boyfriend!beomgyu
warnings: cheating, dumbification, size k!nk, reader is somewhat innocent, oral m. receiving, degrading, age gap, praise k!nk, daddy k!nk, chok!ng, slight sir k!nk, slight thigh humping, reader is not sure of her emotions, corruption, dacryphilia, spanking, spitting in mouth, mentions of eat!ng d!sorder, pet names (kitten, bunny)
genre: smut, established relationship
summary: yeonjun is tired of pretending like he's not madly obsessed with beomgyu's childish girlfriend and is also convinced that she feels the same way, so he decides to act up with her while gyu's out of the house.
word count: 9084
a/n: english isn’t my first language.
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[ 7:26 p.m ]
It was Thursday night, no one was home except for Yeonjun and yourself. Beomgyu had just left to get some dinner for the three of you.
Yeonjun scared you from the moment you met him, he had some sort of vile vibe that made you feel uneasy. You would hide behind Gyu every time you three were together and would look up at him like a hurt puppy whenever he said anything to you, stupidly thinking his mere presence would harm you, so, being with him wasn’t your favorite activity, let alone just the two of you. Still, the scariness attracted you and made you feel weird between your thighs whenever you were to look at him driving, smoking, or playing around with some random girl at a bar. The thought of him made you feel pleasure because it didn’t fit with your innocent dolly look, but couldn’t think about him like that, ever; he was your boyfriend’s best friend.
Yeonjun sat down next to you, disgustingly close. You couldn’t breathe correctly since you were almost terrified by his sudden closeness. He laughed at you, starting to touch your legs who were shaking. “Scared of me, baby? Of what I might do with your dumb little body?” you shook your head, tears almost falling off your eyes. “What’s wrong, sweets? Your pathetic boyfriend’s all shy and soft for you? Never been with a real man before?” his mocking smile made you squirm, feeling your body's temperature rise. “Please, don’t touch me like that… Gyu wouldn’t like it” you whined, but Yeonjun's hands felt so pretty on your legs. “I think’s time for you to understand how good a real man can make you feel, princess. Beomgyu’s no man; he’s pathetic, stupid, childish… doesn’t know what you really want” he whispered in your ear, making every single hair in your body shake. “Sure touches you like I am right now and doesn’t get any farther than that, right, honey? He doesn’t know what filthy, disgusting, and depraved sweet thoughts are in your princess mind, but I do and I can please you however you want, doll. Just give me the chance to prove it” it was hard for you to think if he was touching your body like he was, but you grew stronger and stood up, pulling him away from you “I’m going out with your best friend, Yeonjun!” your scream made him feel like crap, more when you ran off to your room while tears rolled down your eyes. “Shit”.
While hugging Peter and being comforted by your trillions of plushies, you couldn’t stop thinking about Yeonjun’s hands, about how big they were, how good they felt on your burning skin, and especially how wet he made you. You felt wrong and sad about that, couldn’t believe your lame obsession with your boyfriend’s friend would ever feel like that.
“Kitten” Beomgyu entered the room with a comforting smile. “Yeonjun told me you were feeling a little down. What’s wrong, my angel?” he wrapped you in his strong arms and suddenly you felt cold, missing the older guy's touch. “It’s nothing, Gyu. I was just… missing Kai, that’s all” you lied, but Beomgyu was really tired of hearing you whine about Hyuka. “Y’know, angel… Huening is doing amazing right now in New York, yeah? Think he’s like you right now? Whining and hurting about leaving you, for what now? Six months? He isn’t. He’s living his life, happy and excited. You should do it too, don’t you think? I’m here, Kai isn’t. Don’t know why you need him so bad” you were shocked by his words, he wasn’t the type to get mad often, and the look that he gave you made you feel sadder and small.
“I’m sorry. Guess I was just being selfish” you whispered looking at Peter, but then you remembered Yeonjun’s touch and unconsciously started rubbing against your bed slowly, when Beomgyu noticed, he quivered. “What is it, baby?” and so you stopped when you heard him and not Jun’s harsh voice. “No, no… it’s fine. C’mere” he hugged you sweetly, sitting you on his lap. “Can’t do it right now, baby. You don’t want mean, scary Yeonjun to hear, don’t you?” he smiled, but that’s exactly what you wanted: him hearing you scream Beomgyu’s name in pleasure, just to know how he would react the next time you saw him. This thought shook you completely, you weren’t like this. You thought of sex as the most precious, intimate thing in the world because that’s how your boyfriend made it feel and taught you it was. You had never looked at sex in the eyes of another person, never looked at it the way Yeonjun declared you did, but now you were intrigued.
“Don’t care, want him to hear I’m yours” you smiled, but weren’t convinced you actually wanted that, at least not with him. "No, baby, don't get bratty. Now c'mon, let's eat dinner. I brought your favorite".
Dinner was more than uncomfortable. Yeonjun kept looking at you worried you might hate him. Beomgyu kept talking about how he, Jun, and another guy named Soobin you'd met like twice had to travel for a few days to Japan for business, but no one was listening. When it was over and you had barely touched your plate, Gyu left the table to get drinks for him and his friend.
"Do you need a moment?" and there it was his deep, harsh voice. "Uhm... I know I was some sort of idiotic maniac, and I'm sorry... but Beom has talked about your eating problem and I thought you might" you couldn't help but smile, unable to speak to him you were only able to nod. "Don't need a moment to excuse the table, then?" you shook your head, making him smile now. "Good" then it all went silent again. Beomgyu appeared empty-handed from the kitchen, looking at you with sad eyes, and then apologized to both of you. "Sorry, my boss just called: I need to go" his friend got up. "Need me there too?" Gyu shook his head. "No, since I'm in charge of the Japan thing he'll explain some shit to me, I don't even know, dude" you pouted, looking quite sad he wasn't sleeping with you. "Sorry, angel. I'll be back as soon as possible and you'll find me next to you in the morning, yes?" you couldn't do anything but nod.
He didn't say anything else nor looked at anyone else, he simply vanished into his room, got dressed, and left without hesitation. Now you and Yeonjun found themselves looking directly at the door in silence.
"Ehm, goodnight then" he whispered, but you couldn't let him leave. "Hey, Uhm, wanna watch some telly?” you asked playing with your fingers. “Okay” knowing you didn’t hate him was enough for him.
Yeonjun started diving through the action section, and you felt quite weird knowing damn well Beomgyu would never even think of watching an action film with you. You whined when his attention was focused on a Tom Cruise film. “Okay, what do you wanna watch?” he smiled. “Uhm, I was thinking maybe a romantic comedy?” you answered shyly. “How about 10 things I hate about you?” you nodded happily.
The film went on, you were mesmerized by Heath Ledger's prettiness and Yeonjun found that funny. At some sort, your body started to fold into his, and he quickly reacted by pulling away and so did you, looking at him almost in horror. “No, it’s fine, you just took me by surprise”. You were used to doing that when watching a film with Beomgyu. “It’s okay if you want to cuddle, pretty one” his smile suddenly became a smirk, going back to the original Yeonjun.
His arms surrounded you and his chin was sitting on your head, while you didn’t know what to do. At some point, you started to feel sleepy and your eyes started closing on their own, but since you had changed your position like a million times, your body was falling off his lap, your core directly connected to his thigh. “Bun?” he whispered with a dry mouth when he felt your hot center on him. No response was sent. “Bunny? Hey, wake up, can’t sleep in’ere” he shook you softly, but you moaned softly at the feeling of your now wet core rubbing against him, and he also felt that.
Your arms hugged his neck and your body started moving slowly on him, leaving the man speechless. “Baby, wake up. This ain’t right, c’mon” but you ignored him. “Please,” you said in a soft tone. “Bun, you didn’t want this. Let me take you to bed” you moaned out loud when he moved his leg and wildly opened your eyes. “Can’t do this, baby. C’mon”. He got up with you in his arms and started taking you to your room to put you to sleep, both of you still feeling each other.
That’s the moment when you started to think: would it really be worth it? Trying anything with Beomgyu’s friend? Had he been lying to you? He had explained that the need for sex was only felt when you loved the person madly, but your neediness was bigger than anytime you had felt it before and you weren’t madly in love with Yeonjun. What was suddenly happening?
“Can you really make me feel nice?” you whispered in his arms, facing him. “Everything you said before, did you mean it?” he wanted to say no, but couldn’t lie to your pretty face. “Yes.” he smiled in a sudden shy mode. “Can you please show me, then?” and that’s all it took for him to please himself and you, but you weren’t quite sure on what you had gotten yourself into.
When you got to the bedroom (one that he had never seen before) the pink disturbed Yeonjun for a bit, and so did the plushies. You blushed when you saw him watching your room as if it was some sort of mental hospital. “Aw, don’t get all shy now. I’m just getting to know my baby a little bit more, knowing what she likes so I can get her pretty presents, yeah?” you didn’t respond, very shocked by him calling you his baby, because it felt so good.
He began kissing your cheeks and your neck, his wet kisses making you needy for more. "Already so needy, Jesus. Poor baby, that fucking boy doesn't give you shit, does he?" Yeonjun laughed, you only hid your face with the palms of your hands. Even knowing you'd be screwing his best friend in a few moments, you didn't want him to humiliate Beom.
Suddenly his kisses became more impatient and his moans became louder when his crotch touched you. Your body started trembling when you realized he was leaving marks ups your body and you weren't a makeup user, so Gyu'd find that strange. "Stop fucking whining, I haven't even touched you yet, you idiot" the sudden insult made you whine, even more, you felt strange about being treated that way. "You're mean" you commented completely lost, not even knowing where Peter was. "Mean? Oh, baby, I'm not even close to being mean. Want me to?" he mocked. Worst thing is you actually wanted to try it, you wanted something different even if you didn't even know what it was, you just wanted to be a thing. You didn't want to be Beomgyu's precious baby, you wanted to be Yeonjun's play whore for one night or your whole life. "Can I say something, sir?", the nickname made him stop immediately, his cock growing inside his pants. "Sir?" he asked dumbly. "You're a few years older than me... thought it was appropriate" you sat down, looking for Peter. "What is it? Want me to stop?" he wasn't down for a chit-chat, not knowing his pants were tight as fuck at that point, but he wasn't going to push you into it and thought maybe you wanted to stop. "No. I just wanted to say something but... it doesn't matter, let's just-" Yeonjun grabbed your cheek and looked you dead in the eye. "Everything you wanna say is valid, bun. So c'mon, what you wanna tell me? Don't be shy" he tried to calm you. You were too shy to talk, but you knew he thought you wanted to stop everything and that was surely the last thing you wanted. "I... I don't wanna be pleased, yes? I wanna please you. Beomgyu's always putting me first and I'm tired of it, I want you to use me as much as you want tonight. Please, be mean to me" and that was it.
Your lips were devoured by his for the first time that night and you simply couldn't explain the feeling your whole body experienced. "C'mon, pretty brat wanna be used and all that filthy shit, so get on your fucking knees, slut. Unbelt my pants" his voice was even deeper, making you nervous about what you had asked just a few seconds ago. "What? Never given head before? 'M starting to think that prick left you a virgin, bun" he hadn't, but he surely was never even a bit close to what Yeonjun was being. Still, you did as you were told and let out a loud gasp when you felt how hard and big he was, making him smile. "Don't just look at it, pretty girl. Y'know what you gotta do" said impatiently.
Your shaky hands lifted his shaft carefully and got it close to your mouth, where you started to give small kisses and kitty licks. Yeonjun watched carefully, trying not to cum just by looking at you being such an innocent thing down there. He didn't know what it was, but he wanted to corrupt you up to the point where you were just like him for a few moments. Your coquette and dollified look made him fantasize about you in his deepest dreams, he just wanted to mess you up. While thinking about this, he realized you had already taken him in and were putting your best effort into making him feel good.
"Ah... yes, good girl" he nodded, forming a ponytail with your hair once you started sucking on him. Your tiny hands traveled from his V line to his shaft whenever you felt like pumping on it for a few seconds before taking him in your mouth again. "Shit, baby... just like that. At least he thought you something" the pornographic noises he made were driving you crazy, making you move your hips slowly, trying to ease the burning feeling in your pussy, but you didn't want to make the whole deal about you when it was about him and only him. Yeonjun was an out loud moaner and that was shocking for you since your boyfriend was more of a silent growler, but you definitely weren't complaining: you absolutely loved it, made you feel like you were doing a nice job.
"A'ight doll, gonna use your throat now, shit" and so he did. Both his hands traveled to your hair where he inserted his fingers and forced you to take his cock deeply into the back of your throat. Now, that was something you've never done before. "Fuck, feels so nice" he whined. You were so happy you were making him so happy, you felt sufficient.
Your face was a wet mess, it was full of slimy spit, your mascara was all over your eyes with tears, your cheeks completely flushed and your lips big and red and you felt prettier than ever like that. Yeonjun was surprised when your small hands traveled to his waist and pleaded them to go faster on you, and so he did, making you gag to a point your throat hurt. "You don't know how beautiful you look right now, my God" he chuckled in between drown moans. He pulled out to let you breathe for a bit more seconds and so you did. "Cum in my mouth, please" you shyly asked, not even trying to get your sticky hair out of your ruined face. "Of course, I'll do" he answered with no emotion, forcing you to swallow him again.
His movements became rougher, his moans louder and your gags weren't even existent anymore. When he moaned loudly and pulled out, your hand started pumping him mercilessly onto your pink tongue. "Good job, dolly. Drain me well" he whispered trying to fix your hair. His face made a pleasured expression, his eyes shut roughly, and he placed his arms on his head while crying a loud moan. "There you go, baby" he said, replacing your hand with his making sure every single drop of cum got in your mouth. When you were about to spit he slapped your cheek, startling you. "Ah, ah, no. Swallow my fucking cum. Don't waste Sir's seed, come on" he watched you do it and lowered himself to kiss your hot forehead. "Get up".
He attacked your lips once again, playing roughly with your tongue. This was another shocker, Beomgyu would never kiss you knowing you just swallowed his cum, he would simply be disgusted. Because of this, your hands grabbed his silky hair reassuring your closeness and intensifying the kiss. You had never been hornier in your short living time, but your stupid shyness stopped you from speaking out loud. "I see you liked that" he chuckled, and you nodded. "Can you take your shirt off now, please?" you asked.
When he did, your eyes couldn't stop looking at his godlike body. He smiled, feeling praised just by your looks. "Hey, now this isn't very fair, doll. You're all dressed up". He lowered you into the bed and got on his knees for you, removing your white stockings painfully slow. You seemed bored, but he was taking his time with you. “I’ve been waiting for a year or so, baby. I’m surely taking my time”. When he finished with your legs, he smiled at your Hello Kitty panties. “You gave me a huge peek of these earlier” mocked. “Definitely weren’t this wet before, we’re they?” his fingertips took you by surprise when they started rubbing your hot aching core in circles, making you moan shyly. He took the panties off and started rubbing faster, but stopped when he felt you were feeling too good. Ignoring your whines, he removed your pink monkey shirt from you confirming his theory of you not wearing a bra.
They looked so perfect he just had to play with them, playing with your nipples and then licking you entirely. He looked at you in a pathetic way when you started to move desperately for some touch in your pussy, and so he raised a question. “What do you need?”
“You, I need you” you whispered with your eyes shut in pain. His fingers started rubbing your clit again, very slowly still making you suffer. Yeonjun’s touch was almost angelic, you felt in heaven but you were so greedy: you wanted more. “Be patient, baby”. No, you couldn’t. You grabbed his fingers and introduced them into you, making you let out a great moan. “No, don’t get bratty with me. Not with me,” he said, his voice lowered in madness.
“This is your last chance to get out of this. Sure you wanna do it my way? There’ll be no going back after this, you’ll be however I desire” he said, his breath gone. “Yes, I want to do it your way, please… just-." He ignored you.
With ungodly strength, he laid you on his lap with your belly in his lap and gave you a sudden painful spank on your left cheek. “Thought you were going to be good for me, baby. When I tell you to be patient, you’re fucking patient” and another spank. “Gonna do it my way? Don’t be a fucking brat then. Now, count all these fucking spanks out loud. If I don’t hear them, I will start again” and so he did. Ten painful spanks were received by your poor ass, five in each cheek, one more painful than the other.
Your whining made him smile. “You know your colours?” you shook your head in denial. “Fine, then red is stop. No need for more” he declared.
He now sat you on his lap, you facing him.
You couldn’t help to kiss him while he was looking at you with such pretty eyes. Again, you felt your core burn in heat and started to rub against him, looking for liberation. “So fucking needy” he mocked, starting to touch your clit with his fingers again.
You felt so happy he did that, so you moaned a thank you. “Ah, Daddy” you let out, Yeonjun froze for a bit. “What? Did my sweet little baby just call me Daddy?” he chuckled, not slightly surprised to see you had a Daddy kink. The way you acted, dressed, and were basically was a huge spoiler on it, but he was the happiest confirming it. “N-No… ah, no, sorry” you apologized, but he shook his head in disapproval. “Make your Daddy feel good then, princess. Ride me” and he adjusted himself on the bed.
You suddenly felt nervous, since you weren’t a rider all the time. Beomgyu was more of a missionary classic guy and didn’t let you top like, ever, so you were nervous you wouldn’t please Yeon like you wanted.
Your hand reached for his once again rock-hard cock and introduced it inside you without any hesitation, making both of you moan loudly. “Daddy, you’re too big” you complained. “Try getting used to my size, baby,” he said, being extra careful since he didn’t want to hurt you just at the beginning of everything. “You’re doing well” he reassured. A few seconds went on and you started moving slowly, making him groan in pleasure. “Atta, girl” whispered throwing his head back. His hands were placed on your ass, inducing you to go faster and so you did. Moans left both mouths like it was the only language you knew. “Ah shit, you’re better than I imagined” he praised, kissing your lips with ferocity.
You thought the feeling was just too much, but couldn’t stop. His dick was pulsating inside you and the way you were shaking was almost abnormal. “Feels so fucking good, you’re fucking me so good, shit” he moaned. His hands started lifting you up and down really fast, and your pretty jumps made your breasts bounce on his face; he was in heaven. “Shit, I wasn’t fucking wrong when I nicknamed you. My pretty bunny jumping down on Daddy’s dick making him feel so fucking good” he praised once more, his voice melting you entirely. “Shit, Daddy!” you let out a scream, shocking him. In the two and a half years of knowing each other, Yeonjun had never heard you curse before but damn, he got so much hornier after hearing you cursing knowing damn well that your activities had induced you into it, making you a little different; corrupting you into his fuckdoll. “Oh, it feels… it feels so nice, baby. Please don’t stop” he was feeling a little too good then. He was enjoying it so much he knew if you wanted to dom he would let you, he felt so vulnerable and needy he discovered what being some sort of sub was like, but he threw those feelings out the window, knowing he wouldn’t like being subby. “Ah, baby” he cooed. You looked so professional, almost. Your hand on his shoulder and the other on his thigh just to have something to grab. Your head thrown back and your body going back and forth and up and down, you looked so fucking good he wanted to take a polaroid of you. “Eyes on me” he slapped your face and grabbed your cheeks in disapproval, making you look at him.
In a swift move, he wrapped his arm around your waist and threw you on the bed making you bounce on it and gasp in surprise. “Oh, sorry. Did I scare you?” he pouted sarcastically, you nodded. Then he shoved his length inside you without any warning. “Oh, sorry. Daddy took you by surprise?” he started pounding you like crazy.
Raw and hard, making you numb. He attacked your tits, sucking on them and pinching your hard nipples. “Daddy, fuck, fuck!” you whined, unable to recover from the numbness of his actions. The sensation was so weird it was almost like being high on heroin. You couldn’t feel anything else than him on you, couldn’t even feel pain or pleasure, it was just him being inside you while he marked up your breasts.
Yeonjun was fucking you so hard he began to chuckle when he realized you couldn’t say anything else than ‘yes, yes, yes’ or 'fuck, fuck, fuck’. Made him so horny, the fact that you were unable to speak or think just by feeling his cock in you.
“What? Already fucked my baby dumb? Maybe I should just stop” and so he did, pulling out of you. And just as if he had turned on a switch, you immediately reacted to the strange feeling of emptiness in you. Then real tears started rolling from your pretty eyes and your whines became louder and made him laugh about how dumb you were. “Daddy, no” you whispered, suddenly hurt.
“Want me to fuck you dumb?” you nodded like crazy, touching his abdomen in agreement. “Beg for it, slut” Yeon kissed your neck, licking it sometimes. Waiting for your words, but they never came. “Want this fucking cock inside you? Beg for it, c’mon. Tell me who you fucking belong to from now on” you had to leave your shyness behind for this, and so you did being so dick-drunk you didn’t even realize you were about to say the filthiest shit that has ever left your mouth.
“Please, Daddy, fuck me dumb. Need you inside me to be complete. Please fuck me until I can’t remember who the fuck I am or that I’m dating the most boring man alive, please. Need your cock to feel good, please. Can't function without Daddy's cock” your hands clung to his waist to convince him, but he didn’t move a centimeter. “Fuck me, Yeonjun. I belong to you from now on and have never been happier. Please, just fuck me dumb” if you were drunk, he was drunker now. Your words took you by surprise, and he immediately obeys your commands. “Thank you, Daddy, yes!” you screamed again. His hands decided to grab you by the neck and squeezed it a bit, you rolled your eyes back told him you loved it, and continued with it. “Open your mouth” he ordered. You happily did, and alcohol-tasting spit rolled down your throat making you swallow it. “Good girl.”
He took your hand and put it in your belly and smiled. “Touch it” you did and felt something hard up your belly button. “That’s the tip of my cock, bun” you continued touching it and realized it made him feel hornier, but suddenly you felt some burning heat on your stomach and your legs began to shake. “Please, Daddy” you whined. “Please, Daddy, what? I’m no mind reader princess, gotta tell me what you want, use your words” he mocked. “Please, Daddy. Let me cum” it came out of you with a loud moan.
“You’ve been such a good obedient baby for me, of course you can cum” he smiled. “That’s it, bunny. Cum on this fucking cock, let it all out, just like that” he groaned, attacking your clit with his thumb.
You swore on your grave, that was the best orgasm you had ever experienced in your life.
Your body was shaking and your head was throbbing, Yeonjun gave a few more roughly and deep thrusts and came inside you without asking. “I’m on the pill” you mentioned. “Didn’t ask”.
Even tho he had come, he didn’t stop pumping and didn’t stop massaging your clit either. You felt like you were going to explode, and so you started to cry in painful pleasure.
You’d never experienced overstimulation before and even tho it felt oddly good, you didn’t wanted to push too far your first time. “Shit, Daddy, no… no more” you cried, but he didn’t listen. “No more, Daddy! Please, it hurts!” again, he paid no attention. “Red! Red, Daddy! Red!” your scream would’ve been heard in the whole city then. He pulled out immediately, removed both his hands from your core and your neck, and kissed you very softly on the forehead.
He assured you on the bed, helped you put your clothes back on, and gave you small kisses along the way. When he got dressed up himself, said goodbye, and was about to open the door, you couldn’t let him go away. “Can you please stay with me, Daddy?” he grinned. “Sorry, baby but no. Beomgyu could arrive at any minute now”. You frowned and gave him a tiny pout, really didn’t wanted to sleep alone after all that. “Can I sleep in your room, then?” you smiled cutely.
Even though Yeonjun had fantasized about that for more than a year, he never actually thought it would happen and definitely didn’t realize that your attitude wasn’t acting: you were innocent, young, and soft; you literally required aftercare and he didn’t wanted you to think of him as a night fuck and leave, so he nodded. “Sure, baby”.
He hold your hand and took you to the restroom to clean you up, but what you said surprised him. “Wanna wake up knowing this wasn’t another wet dream, Daddy. Wanna know this one was real” you smiled, and instead of cleaning yourself, you took your Hello Kitty toothbrush and your strawberry-flavored toothpaste and started brushing your pretty teeth.
The scene felt so strange, both of you sweaty and sticky watching the other brush their teeth after the most animalistic sex both had ever had.
In the bedroom, he spooned you while drawing invisible circles on your abdomen with his fingers. “Don’t have to call me that anymore, doll” he whispered in your ear, his minty breath hitting your face nicely. “You didn’t like it, I’m sorry… didn’t wanna make you unfomy” you shyly apologized. “No, baby I love it it’s just… I thought you just wanted to use it for sex, didn’t knew you wanted to call me that, angel” he kissed your cheek.
“Daddy, Beomgyu told me that people only had sex when they were deeply in love. So, do you love me? Is that why you wanted to have sex with me for so long?” you asked. Yeonjun couldn’t believe it. It was so surreal, the fact that thirty minutes earlier you had said the most filthy shit you could hear a human say and now you were asking about being in love with the other person to fuck. It was like you were two completely different people. “Well, I do love you, baby. Realized I did just a few weeks ago, that’s why today I took the opportunity but even though I love you, doesn’t mean you have to be in love to fuck. You could fuck whoever the hell you want without even knowing their name” but you didn’t reply.
He loved you.
“Sleep well, bunny”.
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[ Four months later ]
“Hey!” Beomgyu cheered when he saw Yeonjun and Soobin.
“Hey, happy birthday, pretty one!” greeted Soob with a long hug. “Happy birthday,” said Yeonjun in the most deadly tone you could ever hear, and it worried you.
You were celebrating your 19th birthday and what could be better than celebrating it at a bar? Let your sarcasm show.
“Hey, is Nabi coming?” Gyu asked Soobin. “Oh, yeah, she’s actually on her way with Soojin” he nodded in response. “Great! They’ll finally get to meet up then!” Beomgyu claimed happily.
Nabi was Soobin’s girlfriend, you knew her through pictures of him and herself, but… who was Soojin? “Uhm, Gyu, does Yeonjun has a girlfriend now?” you shyly asked. “Yeah, they made it official like a month ago. That’s why he moved out” you frowned, looking at Jun in disbelief and he looked at you harshly, covering his mouth with his hand. “Excuse me”, you said, but no one heard.
You directed yourself to the back of the bar where the restroom was and opened the door just to look at yourself in the mirror with disgust. Your ‘birthday outfit’ was a small floral dress with a cardigan over it, white stockings, and pretty chunky white platforms with hearts.
You despised yourself imagining how mature and pretty Soojin would be compared to you.
So you try to at least change your bun pigtails, and let your hair down, but you still looked like a child.
Since that first time you and Yeonjun got together, you swore to him that you were his and you hold your oath.
You wouldn’t have any contact with Beomgyu other than cheek kisses, and Yeonjun assured you that you were his only one and the only one he wanted.
He told you he would come up with a plan to tell your boyfriend and his best friend that you two were in love with each other and no matter how he felt, you and him would be together. Yeonjun told you everything was ready just two weeks ago.
If Beomgyu said they made it official a month ago, since when have they been seeing each other? Has Yeonjun slept with her? Has he kissed her yet? Has he called her his baby yet? Bunny? Who did you wanted to trick? Of course, he had.
Next thing you knew when you look up in the mirror again, you were crying. Completely shattered.
“Kitten, what’s wrong?” Beomgyu whispered when he saw you, but you were too focused on how Soobin had gotten up to greet his girlfriend and the most painful scene you’d ever had to experience in your life broke your heart up to trillions of pieces.
Soojin jumped on Yeonjuns arms, kissing his lips with excitement. She was wearing a formal white suit with heels. You were nothing compared to her. A woman.
“Where’s the birthday girl?” she shouted.
No. You couldn't bear it anymore, how could he do this? On your birthday? Having said 'I love you' to your face not even twenty-four hours ago?
“Happy birthday, pretty!” claimed Nabi, giving you a hug. “I don’t think we’ve bet before” she smiled. “This is Soojin, she’s my friend and… everyone else’s in here. She started working with us six months ago” introduced happily.
“Hi! It’s so nice to finally meet you! I feel so old next to you, Beomgyu said you were young but not this young!” she laughed.
“You’re dating Yeonjun?” was the only thing that could leave your mouth.
“Yes! Made it official about a month ago, but I’ve been seeing him since two weeks after I started working with him” she was so happy saying that. “He told me he used to live with you and Gyu, said you were a little immature” she tried to joke.
“He said that?” you whined, more hurt than before. You looked over at Yeonjun, whose eyes were harshly closed, his leg bouncing up and down if you weren't in that situation you'd probably get horny.
“Yeah… Uhm, I’ll… I’ll go get some drinks!” and so she left. Leaving the air quite uncomfortable.
It was obvious that the problem you suddenly happened to have involved Soojin, but no one dared to comment on it so they tried to start a conversation so the vibe could change. But it was impossible for you to get inside it, not while Yeonjun was sitting in front of you looking at his feet, like the fucking coward he was.
You were too, cheating on Beomgyu and realized you couldn’t feel bad for yourself, you deserved to be cheated on. But at least, you had made clear that you weren’t comfortable in that relationship anymore. Stopped touching him in any way, stopped sleeping with him, avoiding him most of the time and fighting for everything, begging for him to break up with you.
While Yeonjun made you feel like you two were going to live the perfect life at any second, assuring you you were his one and only, playing the piano for you and singing you the prettiest love song.
“No. Can't do it. I’m sorry Gyu. I loved you, thank you for everything” you whispered in his ear, softly pressing a dead kiss on his cheek and getting up before he could chase you.
On the way out you found Soojin who gave you an uncomfortable look, but you ignored it and got off the bar as fast as you could.
It wasn’t too late and it was Friday so everyone was in the streets, this made you feel secure in some way.
You carried no money with you in your little princess bag, because Beomgyu paid for everything you needed and so you had no money to go home to pick up your things and leave.
“Bunny! Please! Please, wait!” no, it wasn’t him. You were hallucinating. “Please, wait!”.
When you looked back, Yeonjun was running like crazy. You loved him so much you couldn’t ignore him even in that situation.
You waited for him to arrive at you and stopped your crying, knowing he didn’t like to see you cry.
“Bunny, please let me explain to you what happened” you shook your head. “Don’t call me that, please. You make me feel disgusting”.
His heart broke a bit more by the thought of it.
“Please, come with me” he whispered.
Yeonjun grabbed your hand like he usually did and started walking with you, assuring you in his arms. You hated yourself for feeling so safe knowing he was the first person to ever shatter your heart.
You arrived at a local café and got inside, he ordered an americano for him and an almond milk chai latte for you. “Here,” he said softly.
“I’m sorry” you suddenly said. “I… I never… I never realized that… I’m nothing more than a child. I- I just… wasted your time” he knew that when the stutter came, it was no good and his eyes filled up with tears.
“You didn’t waste my time, bun. And I’ve never been happier with anything more than this” he said, suddenly crying. “So what happened, Jun?” you wanted to smile, but it came out as a grin.
And so he got quiet. For a full ten minutes, Yeonjun was silent and your crying became stronger, contemplating leaving and never seeing him again in your life. You weren’t sure what you’d do after leaving Beomgyu, he has been your life since you’re like sixteen, and didn’t remember what life without him or his spoiling was like.
“I started going out with Jin after realizing I could never have you; you were his. When we finally found each other and decided to get involved romantically, she fell for me. I have never loved her, Bun, she was just a way for me to get rid of my feelings for you but l also couldn’t leave her, because she’s important to me.” he was demolishing your heart, you couldn’t even breathe, you swore you would drop dead on the floor at any given moment. “Soojin is two years older than me, so she’s 25. My parents… they want me to marry her because she has all her life worked up and so they expect me to put a ring on her fingers and make her three children.” Yeon decided he needed an excuse to let you know he wanted nothing else with you and so he did; letting out mean, scary Yeonjun. The one you once were incredibly afraid of.
Why was he even telling you that? Couldn’t he see you were a real mess? Was he not seeing the tears? The way your face looked so familiar to a deep-throat one?
“And you will?” you whispered, trying not to gag. He didn’t respond and looked out the window, his drink in between his hands while staring at the starred sky. “Bunny, you just turned 19, you do realize that? For me… you… you were just some pleasure dump. I could never be in a formal relationship with you, I- Fuck, I don’t even know how Beomgyu is in a relationship with you since God knows when, you’re… you’re a child, yes?” you shook your head, lowering it so he wouldn’t see your tears go down aggressively. “The fucking was nice and all that, you fuck like no other that I do tell you. Soojin doesn’t f-” but you got up and grabbed your bag to leave. They had slept together.
The only thing you were devoted to in this life was him and making him feel good but suddenly, your devotion was prohibited and you had no idea what to do. “Get back, don’t be a fucking brat. I’m talking to you” he sounded irritated, but you weren’t his toy anymore.
That was surely a bad idea since he grabbed you by the hair outside and dragged you to the inside of his car by squeezing your wrist a little bit too damn hard. You whined out loud but as always, no one seemed to get into strangers' businesses. “If I’m fucking talking to you, you stay seated, quiet and good until I finish. Don’t get bitchy right now” but you didn’t want him to treat you like this anymore, not if he was going to leave into the arms of another girl when he was done talking to you. “Y-You’re… you’re so m-mean, Yeonjun. Y-You tol-d me you w-wanted me. I thought… you loved me, I believed you!” you exclaimed, whining even louder. His hands gripping the wheel a little too hard in pain.
He was driving like crazy, couldn’t wait to get to the house but you didn’t wanted to, you were scared of what he might do to you there.
“I’m mean? I’m mean for living my life the way I should be?!” he got mad, looking at you with dead eyes. “No, I’m not mean. You’re stupid. I know Beomgyu talked to you about me and that’s why you were fucking scared of me, huh? Hiding behind your pathetic lovely boyfriend each time you and I saw each other, thinking my touch would burn your virginal fucking skin. I know he talked about how much of a dick I was to girls and how I got a girl each week, didn’t he?” Yeonjun asked, when you didn’t answer, he grabbed your neck and repeated his question. “Yes! He did!” he had never treated you this way before. Mean, scary Yeonjun was only a sex treat, outside he was sweet to you, took care of you, made you happy. This was new, and you didn’t like it. “Well, still knowing I wasn’t a relationship kinda dude, you went all-in for me. Left your poor fucking boyfriend for me! Left all the life you knew behind just ‘cause your enjoyed my dick a little too much!” he made fun of you.
Your silent crying and the pain in your chest made you numb, he stopped screaming because he knew you weren’t listening to him but it all got different once you arrived at Beomgyu’s. He opened the door with fury and pushed you inside with despise. “Now, will you listen to me this fucking time, or do I have to make you listen?” he slapped your face, but it didn’t hurt you. You couldn’t believe he was treating you this way now, when the day before you two were on a museum date, holding hands and going for ice cream’s, eating them while watching cute little duckies in the river.
“It’s my birthday” you moaned. “Why did you have to do this on my birthday?” sadly, he chuckled. “It’s not fair that you’re doing this to me on my 19th birthday. I was so excited to spend it with you I even made you a present but when I didn’t receive any message from you during the day I thought you had forgotten and then Gyu told me he wanted to take me to a bar and had to act excited, but inside I just wanted to have a small picnic with you. I just wanted you.” your body sat on the couch like a feather, not sure if you were still living or if you were dreaming. “I also got up super early the whole week and made you this” your eyes pointed at a pretty, glittery pink box with the words ‘i love you’ written on it. “Do you wanna see it? Please?” he nodded in response, quiet.
His hands got on the box and opened the lid to find the prettiest photo book ever. ‘Thank you for making me feel so happy, Daddy’ was written on the cover with turquoise glittery glue. The first page said: 'Daddy, I’m old enough to kiss you in the streets! I’m so excited about spending this new chapter in my life with you, but I want you to remember that today actually marks four months of us being together too! And I decided to make this book to remind you why I love you. Thank you for making me so happy, Daddy, you’re the best boyfriend I could’ve ever wished for! Love, your Bunny.'
Yeonjun couldn’t help to feel like absolute and complete crap, even more since he planned on giving you a spanking session just because he was mad with himself. While going through the pages he realized that your smile was so pure when you were with him and now, you would never smile that way again. It was different to look at those pictures now, knowing that you knew he was fucking another girl while swearing eternal love to you. “Did you like it?” you whispered with hope, your head falling on his shoulder with pain. “I made sure to use your favorite colors and leave out the pictures where you said you didn’t look good, but you did. I just used the pictures you sent me, not the ones I sent to you… now I realize that… you said you looked bad on them because… you couldn’t keep pictures of us kissing or hugging on your phone because… well, yeah.” you let out a sad sight. “I used to pray to the sky for a miracle so that I could leave Beomgyu and be with you. You were my new dream” your eyes lit up when they met his. “I’m so sorry I fell in love with you, Yeonjun” and you got up.
You left the living room to go to your room and started making your cases since you were leaving. You had nowhere to go; no parents, no friends, no one. You only had Kai and your new friend you met at the library: Taehyun, he was your age too and lived in a pretty cute apartment down the city, he was the only person in your life that Beomgyu nor Yeonjun knew existed, so you decided to leave him a message.
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“You’re really leaving?” after a good fifteen minutes, Yeonjun came back with tears on his face. “Yes,” you nodded. “Bun, I’m so sorry… I… I don’t know what the fuck I thought when I started treating you like this, I-” he realized your room had been emptied and God, it got really empty.
All your plushies were gone, so were your perfumes, makeup, and books. Your clothes and shoes were also gone and the only thing left in there was the intoxicating vanilla odor that you irradiate. “Don’t leave, please” he cooed, running to you. “Please, I’m sorry. I have never been happier than I was with you, please: stay with me”.
Your small body carried all your big bags and left the room, leaving your heart behind too. Yeonjun hugged you from behind and whined in your ear for a few minutes. “I don’t love Soojin, I don’t love her. I know you don’t believe me and you hate me right now, but please, I don’t want her; she’s nothing compared to what I want, and I want you” you shook your head and fought with your emotions not to console and forgive him.
“I have to go,” you said, your voice dead from having drained out your emotions by crying. You grabbed quite a good amount of money and put it in your handbag, then took a last look at Yeonjun. “You have no idea how happy I was with you. You have no idea the number of times I fantasized about marrying you and giving you a bunch of kids. You… I thought you were the love of my life, Yeon” your palm raised and rubbed his cheek. “I hope Soojin finally makes you happy, hope she can realize that she has the best man in her life. Please, treat her well.” those words choked you a bit, making your tears fall off your eyes once more. “No, please, bun… don’t leave, I swear on my Mother that this is something I don’t want, please. I don’t love Soojin, please! Please, don’t leave me!” his voice broke down, and you had to find the strength not to turn back and listen to him and so you vanished.
Yeonjun had never felt more broken in his life. Him trying to act like he didn’t care for you or your relationship was probably the hardest thing he’d ever had to do.
He wasn’t lying. He didn’t loved Soojin, he didn’t wanted to be with her.
Soojin’s parents had given a large amount of money to Yeonjun’s so that he married her and gave her children, simply because he had formed a wealthy empire at a young age and was, indeed, handsome. He couldn’t be with you no more, he didn’t want to hurt you with the truth, so he decided to make you think he wasn’t ever really in love with you.
He went back to your room to crawl up in your bed and cry in silence, but he found Peter. How could you have left Peter behind? Peter was your comforting best friend. When he grabbed him, he realized there was a note placed in the pocket of his tiny overall.
‘Yeonjun,
I leave Peter with you because I know you will take care of him like you did with me. I don’t know if everything you said was true, because I know that when you lie you’re not simply able to look at someone and if you do, your lips begin to tremble and they did when you told me everything. I love you, please remember that.
Don’t look for me, don’t try to contact me, please. I don’t want to give you anymore trouble.
Please, please, take care of Pete. He likes you very much and has no idea you hurt me tonight. Maybe I’ll come back for him, or maybe not.
See you in another life, Daddy.
The best of luck,
Bun.’
“See you in another life, Bunny.”
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