anti-romantico

[anti-romantico]

[secret] enhypen jay

warnings: alcohol consumption, dry humping

words: 1499

You weren’t fond of Jay, and he knew it. That’s why every time he was at your place to be with your brother, he would be extra loud, edging you to go to your brother’s room to tell them to shut the fuck. You could see Jay’s smirk before slamming the door closed every time you did it. He was unbearable.

There was this time you had friends over, you brother swore he was spending the night with Jay, but when you went to get more snacks, you found Jay AND you brother eating them. “We can get more” Jay shrugged, as if it wasn’t the middle of the night and there was no store open. 

Tonight, your brother threw a party for one of his friends you didn’t know. You were still invited, he assured you. And since you didn’t want to be at a place filled with strangers, you called Ryujin. You weren’t counting on her not being able to make it to the party last minute.

Everyone was in the backyard while you were sitting on the kitchen floor drinking straight from a bottle of tequila while scrolling down your phone.

— Having fun? — You heard a voice, raising your head and finding Jay at the kitchen door.

— Isn’t it obvious? — You said, lifting the bottle to show him. You weren’t exactly drunk, but you weren’t sober either.

— Your brother was wondering where you were. 

— And couldn’t he look for me instead?

— I was also wondering. — You nodded uninterested. — You’ll have a horrible headache tomorrow, give me that. — He crouched down and tried to snatch the bottle from your hand.

— Piss off, Jay, I’m an adult and I know how to take care of myself. — He tried again, only causing his knees to crack, making you laugh. — Damn, someone’s getting old. 

— I’m not much older than you. — He gave up and sat down beside you. — Can I at least get some? — You glared at him. — I promise I’ll give it back. 

You rolled your eyes and handed him the bottle. A bunch of screams from outside startled you. — It’s not close to finishing, is it? 

Jay chuckled. — It’s only midnight, sweetheart, it’s far from finished. 

— Then I think I’ll need more alcohol to sleep tight. — You stood up, or tried to. 

Your head was spinning after falling, you weren’t able to even open your eyes without getting dizzy. 

— Are you ok? — His voice was too close.

You turned your head slowly. You fell over him. — Shit, I’m sorry.

You tried to get up again, but Jay stopped you. — You’re gonna fall again, it’s ok. 

His arm pulled you to his folded leg so you could lean back on it. You weren’t sure if that was comfortable for him.

— Have you felt so sleepy you couldn’t fall asleep? — You didn’t let him finish. — I’m feeling that. It’s horrible.

— I’m sure it’s just the alcohol. Do you want water?

— That includes you getting up, and I’m really comfortable to move. — You placed your arm over his, blindly playing with the few bracelets he had.

— Not bad for your brother’s annoying friend, uh? 

You rolled your eyes again. — I still can’t stand you, Park. And I know you’ll use this against me, but I can always blame the alcohol. 

— You don’t sound like someone that just sank down a bottle of tequila, though. — He lifted his brow.

You chuckled, looking at him. — If I was sober, would I do this? 

You didn’t give Jay time to process what you just said. You just grabbed his face and kissed him.

And no, you weren’t drunk, but you were dying to do this for so long, it made you dislike him even more. 

You pulled away, smiling without showing teeth. — Would I?

— I mean, I wouldn’t have a problem if you would. — His words didn’t surprise you, he made those comments when your brother wasn’t close. — You can do it again if you want. — Jay squeezed a little the skin of your torso, expecting.

You chuckled. — I think it’s time for me to go to bed. — You whispered, still not pulling fully away from him. — Before I do something more than kissing.

— Would that be too bad? — Jay stared at your lips before your eyes. 

You thought about it for a second, but that second felt a little too long for Jay, so before you could reject him, he grabbed your face and kissed you.

It surprised you, to say the least. Yet, you kissed him back.

Making out with Jay on the kitchen floor wasn’t something you planned for tonight, but you had to admit you didn’t dislike it. 

His breathing started to get heavier and his hand kept pulling you to his lap, that’s where you stopped.

— Someone can walk in… — You said, placing a hand on his chest so he couldn’t keep kissing you.

— Do you want to stop? 

Why did you dislike him to begin with? 

— My room, with luck my brother won’t go looking for you.

Jay helped you stand up. Both speeded up your pace so no one could notice you went in the same direction. 

Once you were in your room, you made sure to lock the door behind you.

Jay pushed you against the wall and kissed you. He slightly humped you, making your hands coming to life to pull him by jeans. It was his turn to stop.

— You’re still drunk. — He whispered over your lips.

— I’m not, I promise. — Jay kissed your neck, earning a sigh from you. — If you are doing this only to tease me tomorrow or as a joke I’m going to kill you.

— As much as I would like to tease you about this for the rest of your life, I also want this, but I want you to be fully in your senses. 

You threw your head back, frustrated. You thought this was over, but Jay grabbed your right leg, rounding his hip with it. You understood immediately, holding from his shoulders. 

— Do you promise you’re going to fuck me soon?

Jay almost laughed out loud at your comment. — Be a good girl for me and stay quiet and we'll see. — He moved his hands to your butt, helping you to meet his thrusts. You bit down your lower lip and closed your eyes. 

You wanted him so badly to undress you, but dry humping him right now felt like you were in a wet dream.

— Does that feel good? — Jay whispered, trying to not lose himself.

— My leg… — You whined, feeling a cramp close to your hip bone.You couldn't finish your sentence, he was already carrying you fully and continuing with his thrusts. 

— Better? — He asked, brushing his lips over yours. 

— Fuck, Jay… — You moaned a little too loud.

— I told you to stay quiet. — He moved his head back when he felt like you were going to kiss him. You whined and dug your nails into the skin of his neck as a protest, making him groan out of pain.

His hips started to thrust harder and faster, this time you hid your head against his neck to help the noises you were making as you hit your orgasm. 

Jay rubbed your back as he also tried to calm his breathing. — I'm going to put you down ok? — He still held you from your waist to make sure you wouldn't fall.

— Why didn't you let me kiss you? — You were visibly blushed and with a thin sheet of sweat on your face, but that didn't stop you from sulking.

Jay smiled and caressed your cheek. He placed his lips softly on yours, letting you be the one to deepen the kiss by pulling him by his neck. 

The morning after, you woke up as if all the events from the previous night hit you on the head. You went to the kitchen for some water and found your brother and Jay already having breakfast. 

— I almost sent Jay to check if you were alive. — Your brother joked, standing up from his seat to get you aspirins and water.

— Why would you send Jay? You don’t care about your little sister? — You sat down in his place, squinting your eyes since the light bothered you.

Your brother didn’t answer, he just handed you a glass of water and two pills. You looked at Jay, but he was as confused as you.

Your brother waited for you to swallow the medicines before throwing the bomb. — Because someone was looking for Jay last night and they found him kissing my little sister exactly right there — He pointed at the corner you both were last night. — they were so nice to tell me, even though they were confused as they didn’t know you two were dating.

Both Jay and you froze, you even stopped breathing. 

— Just don’t do it while I’m home. Tell me to fuck off or something.

Your brother left the room, leaving you two speechless. 

#kpop smut #enhypen smut #jay smut #enhypen jay smut #jay park smut #enhypen jay park smut #enhypen hard hours #jay hard hours #enhypen jay hard hours #jay park hard hours #enhypen jay park hard hours

[anti-romantico]

idols I write for

Like I stated on my carrd, I don't write for full groups, but I can try for some members you don't see listed here, just ask and I'll see what I can do. Maybe just small scenarios or hard hours.

NCT: Johnny, Jaehyun, Jaemin

ATEEZ: Hongjoong, Seonghwa, Yunho, San

THE BOYZ: Hyunjae, Juyeon, Q, Sunwoo, Sangyeon

TXT: Yeonjun, Soobin

ENHYPEN: Heeseung, Jay, Jake

Monsta X I.M, Seventeen Mingyu, Stray Kids Bangchan

#update

[anti-romantico]

[casuality] enhypen heeseung

warnings: mentions of alcohol, unprotected sex, fingering, blowjob, cum swallowing, idk what else lmao

words: 3536

After a rough week of finals, you thought you finally were going to go home and enjoy your mom’s delicious food. Well, that was the plan until your brother called to tell you they weren’t going to be home. 

— Are you sure you don’t want to come with me? You know mom loves you. — Sunwoo said, not wanting to get his backpack in his car.

— Leave, it’s not like I’ll be the only person on campus. — You pulled him for a hug and breath. — Go before I regret saying no.

Sunwoo gave you a kiss on the top of your head and got in the car. You watched him disappear and finally went back to your dorm. There were more people than you thought.

— [Y/N]! — A very familiar voice called you.

— Heeseung, what are you doing here? I thought you were going to spend your vacations with your girl. — You didn’t know much about his love life, but the whole campus knew about their relationship.

— Yeah, I don’t think I’m welcome in her house again. — He nervously scratched the back of his head.

— Please don’t tell me… — He nodded before you could finish the question. — Damn, I don’t know if I should say sorry.

— As if I didn’t know you never liked her. — He crossed his arms, starting to walk with you.

— But she was your girlfriend. — You looked at him from time to time.

— And I’m the one that called it quits. — You nodded and bit your lower lip. — What about you? You always go to your mom’s.

— My brother got reservations somewhere and took my mom with him. And I’m not mad about it, but I wished he would’ve called me before so I could make plans. 

— Well, if you're still looking for a plan and want some company, you can call me.

You stopped abruptly, making him frown. — You sound just fine for someone that just ended their long-term relationship. 

— I'm not saying I'm fine, but it was something that had to happen sooner or later. I preferred sooner.

— And are you sure you want me as your company this winter break? 

He shrugged and nodded. — We haven't talked in months. Pretty sure our last encounter was at that frat party. Why not?

— Fine, but if you need to be alone just tell me. 

The first week went smoothly, ordering take-out with other classmates and eating outside. There were still some security staff around, but they never seemed to be bothered by the constant yelling and loud music coming from some dorms.

In the second week, Yeji sneaked in alcohol and invited her close friends to her dorm. She was alone in her room, and even though there wasn't much space, 6 people fit in it.

— How did you sneak this? — You asked Yeji, she giggled.

— The security staff stopped checking our food after the second day, I just risked it and sent my cousin a message. It was easier than I expected.

Heeseung was sitting on a bed beside you, sipping on his plastic cup filled with tequila and soda. 

— Should we play truth or dare or Heeseung is going to tell us what's the tea between him and Yuri? — Jake asked, earning a slap on the head from you.

— How do you even know something happened? — Heeseung asked, finishing his drink.

— She made a whole ass announcement influencer-style on instagram about your now “complicated” relationship. — Yeji answered.

— She called it complicated? — Yeji nodded. — Well, far from being complicated; I broke up with her. 

Everyone, except you, yelled at him, almost spilling their drinks.

— I thought you were going to get married! — Yuna placed her hand over her chest, feeling her heart beating fast. 

— Let's not overreact, everyone knew we had problems. 

— But you lasted, what?, 2 years? That's how long my parents dated before getting married. — Jay said, standing up from the floor and pouring a new drink for himself.

— Well, it's over. Now let's change topics.

— We can still play truth or dare. The only rule is not to go outside this building for the dares. — Yeji offered. Everyone agreed and sat down on the floor. Jay grabbed the only empty bottle and spinned it in the middle of the circle. It landed on Yuna.

— I knew it. Truth. — She brushed her hair with her fingers, moving it to one side.

— What happened with the blind date your mom set you? — You asked, making everyone laugh.

— Ugh, you know who appeared in the door of that expensive restaurant? Her neighbor’s son! The guy she never stopped talking about every time I visited her. I told him I wasn't interested, but at least we had a nice dinner. My mom didn't talk to me for a whole week when I told her she should stop.

— What was wrong with him? — Jake asked, grabbing the bottle.

— Aside from being a hardcore gamer? You can guess. 

— And he paid for the dinner? — You asked.

— I wish. He used his mom's money. I thanked her for the dinner, actually. 

Jake spinned the bottle and this time it landed on Jay. Jake smirked.

— I know that face, dare.

— I dare you to finish your drink in 15 seconds.

— You're an asshole, man! — Jay said laughing. 

Everyone started to count and cheered for him when he finished it even before the 15 seconds. 

— There must be water in the vending machine from the lobby. — Yeji said, feeling bad after watching Jay's reaction to the alcohol.

— I don't think he's going to make it to the hallway. I'll go. — You said, standing up.

— I'll go with you. We are all going to need water after finishing the alcohol. — Heeseung followed you behind, making everyone exchange glances.

Both got to the lobby and bought water for everyone. You weren't drunk, but your mind started to get dizzy. 

— Forget the water, if you want to sober up, go to the lobby and come back. — Heeseung said when you finally got to the room. Both were out of breath.

The game continued a few rounds before the dares started to escalate. Everyone ended up posting an instastory in someone's room without one piece of clothing. 

The bottle landed on Heeseung when Yuna spinned it.

— I don't have energy left to do another dare. Truth. — Heeseung said, laying his head on the bed that was behind him.

— Why did you break up with Yuri? 

Heeseung chuckled. — It took you this long? We just argued about the same topic over and over again, even after she said everything was clear, she kept bringing it up and I got tired. I was packing my things so we could go and she brought it up. It might be impulsive, but the moment she mentioned it I broke up with her. She didn't say anything, she just left. I guess that's why she's calling it a “complicated relationship”. 

— And what are you going to do when winter break ends? — Jay asked and he was about to grab the bottle, but Yeji beat him. — Hey! 

— Ignore her. I don't have anything to do with her. She can keep my hoodies. The less I'm in the same space as her, the better. 

You stood and ran to the bathroom, ignoring everyone's protests. When you were back, the bottle was pointing at your empty place.

— Right, what a coincidence. — You sat down and sighed. — Truth.

— Answer yes or no. — Yeji explained and you nodded. — Is it true that Hesseung's ex and you had a physical fight? 

— No! God, that rumor is so old and she started it. 

— Seriously? — Heeseung asked. 

— What happened was that she didn't like me being close to you and tried to threaten me. I told her she was being pathetic and she cried. That's all. 

— Boring. — Yuna said under her breath.

— As if I'm the kind of person to be violent with others. Can't believe y'all believed her.

— I didn't. — Jake said, earning a couple of pats on his head from you.

Jay yawned, causing almost everyone to also do it.

— How about we sleep for a while and then have dinner? — Yuna said, stretching her body.

— Please! I'm exhausted. — You said, laying your head on Heeseung’s shoulder. 

Jay helped Yeji to hide the rest of the alcohol and the empty bottles while everyone went to their dorms. You went to Heeseung's since it was the closest one.

— Do you have something I can wear to sleep in? I don’t like to sleep in the same clothes I had the whole day. — You said, walking in the room.

— I have some old pants and this shirt. — He took the clothes from his drawer, it wasn’t even packed.

— Were you going to get rid of it? — You grabbed it and placed it on the empty bed. He nodded. — Do you mind if I keep it?

— Sure. — He took a deep breath when you took your hoodie off. — I’ll change in the bathroom.

— Yup. — You didn’t notice how nervous he was. 

When you woke up, Heeseung wasn’t in the room, but the door was open. You thought he went to the bathroom when you heard him talk. He was just on the other side of the wall.

“I’m not judging the way you did it, that’s your problem, but I was clear when I said I was done with you”. He sounded mad. You just couldn’t stop yourself and stood up and walked quietly so he couldn’t hear you. “You were the one that decided to bring her up.” “I told you millions of times she was just a friend and even stopped talking to her when you told me she made you insecure”. What? “Because we were at the same party, I wasn't going to leave or ask her to leave”. “I’m enjoying my time without you just fine, Yuri”. “I’m not doing such a thing, and I don’t care if you make another statement to tell your followers we’re done”. “Well, that’s too bad because she’s also here”. “Goodbye, Yuri, don’t call me again”.

You didn’t find the strength to move from your place, so Heeseung found you the moment he walked in.

— What…

— Am I the reason you two broke up? — You didn’t know why it affected you, but it did.

— You weren’t supposed to hear that…

— Close the door next time, then. Now answer.

Heeseung tried to hold you, but you pushed his hands. — She started to feel insecure after spending too much time with this girl. She told her it was suspicious how “close” we were. She overanalyzed our interactions before she started asking every second of the day if I ever had feelings with you.

— Close? We only share classes. — You couldn't believe what he was telling you.

— She said her friend saw us being “clingy” at a party, but I honestly don't remember.

— You were too drunk, I was just making sure you didn't throw yourself to the pool. — You explained. Heeseung being in that state didn't even allow you to drink a single drop of alcohol, or anything. — I had to carry you, I guess her friend saw us hugging.

Heeseung threw his head back, not being able to remember anything. It was frustrating. — I'm sorry… god and after that I stopped talking to you.

— Well, at least now I know who started those rumors. — You tried to joke, but Heeseung didn’t laugh. — Let’s go for something to eat before going back with the rest. 

Heeseung sighed and nodded, following you around without saying a word. You wanted to cheer him up, but you knew it wouldn’t be easy. 

Once you were with your friends, they immediately knew something was wrong with him, but luckily didn’t make a comment about it. 

Alcohol made an act of presence once everyone was comfortable, drinks getting stronger and stronger. You weren't drunk, but you weren't sober. Heeseung at your side was laughing at Jake making a weird dance as a dare. He spinned the bottle again, landing on you. 

— Well, about time. — He teasingly said.

— As if you know what I'm going to choose. — You said, finishing your drink. 

— Oh come on, don't be boring, we’re all having fun. — Heeseung exclaimed. 

You laughed. — Fine! Dare.

Jake made an expression of thinking, but you knew he already had your dare in mind. — We all are gonna close our eyes and you are going to give a small kiss on the lips to whoever you want.

— It’s ok, babe, you can give us the kiss to get away with it. — Yeji said, hugging Yuna from the neck, making her whine when she pulled her close.

— Nah nah nah, she has to be honest. C’mon, no one’s going to watch. No cheating. — Jake said as he covered his eyes with his hands.

— Whoever cheats has to run around the building naked. — Yuna said, imitating Jake.

You couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of all of your friends with their eyes covered, Heeseung included. You didn’t think about it for too long, knowing perfectly at least one was going to check what was taking you so long. You leaned towards Heeseung, moving his hands apart from his face. He smirked when he saw you so close. None of you said anything, you gave him a small kiss and he went back to cover his face.

— It’s done. — You said.

Jake bit his lower lip and leaned his body. — How was it, Hee? — Heeseung didn’t answer, he just chugged his drink, lifting one eyebrow.

After a few minutes, the bottle landed on Heeseung, Yeji speaking up before anyone else. — I dare you to spend 7 minutes in heaven in Yuna's room with whoever you want.

— Nice, let’s go. — Jay joked, standing with Heeseung who only pushed him aside. 

— You wish, man. — Heeseung extended his hand towards you, causing a howling mess in the room. 

You laughed so loud and still grabbed his hand, letting him guide you to Yuna’s room. 

The air changed the moment you closed the door. Heeseung gently pushed you against the door, caressing your cheek. 

— Do you think they’ll come to check us in 7 minutes? — He asked, slightly brushing his lips with yours.

— We both know they won’t. — You whispered and locked the door. ��� But just in case.

Heeseung nodded and finally kissed you. Hard, immediately sucking on your tongue and squeezing your butt. You didn’t know how, but both were on the floor, him over you, still hungrily kissing. He was trying to get you naked so you let him. His hands were all over you and you were really getting into it when he pushed you down on your stomach and pulled your shorts off.

He took his time pulling your panties off too and then you felt his hand between your legs. You were wet already from him kissing you and he knew it. He rubbed his fingers up and down your pussy a few times before he slipped them inside you. It felt really good, making you moan. 

He slid his fingers out of you and put them in your mouth. — Taste yourself. — He said.

You sucked on his fingers and tasted your own juices. He did this again and you sucked each finger clean. You looked up at him and smiled.

Heeseung kissed you hard and put his tongue in your mouth. You couldn't believe how hot this made you feel. You wanted to touch him and kiss him more. He pulled his shirt off and threw it across the room. Then he unbuckled his pants and pulled them down along with his boxers. You stared at his dick for a minute. It was beautiful and big. You reached out and touched it, wrapping your hand around it and stroked it slowly. Heeseung groaned and leaned forward, taking your head in his hands. He kissed you harder and you ran my tongue over his lips. You wanted to taste his cock.

You kissed down his neck and chest and then you opened your mouth and wrapped your lips around the tip of his dick. He gasped and you closed my eyes and sucked on him. You swirled your tongue around the tip and then took as much of him as you could in your mouth. He tasted so good. 

You started moving your mouth up and down his shaft, making sure to slightly moan when you felt him touch your throat.

He moaned — Take it all, baby, I know you can do it. — You did as he told and then moved your head up and down faster. 

You could hear him breathing hard and you loved that sound. You kept sucking him and he kept thrusting into your mouth. You felt his body tense and then he shot his load in your mouth. You swallowed it all and kept sucking him until he pulled away. 

You sat up and wiped your mouth. He pulled your face again and kissed you, sucking in on your tongue as if he wanted to taste his own cum. 

You gently pushed his chest so he could sit down on the floor and you straddled him. You rubbed your pussy against his dick and he groaned. Lowering yourself onto him, you felt so full, he was so thick. 

Heeseung held your hips and you started to ride him. He put his arms under your thighs and held you still while you fucked him. You rode him fast and hard and then slowed down and picked up the pace again.

You felt so close to coming you didn't want to stop. You bounced up and down on him and then he grabbed your hips and held you. He kissed you and then he pushed you down to the floor and started fucking you, much harder that before. You came so hard and he kept going until he came inside you.

Heeseung collapsed on top of you and you just stayed there like that for a while. You were both breathing hard and covered in sweat.

He kissed you and then rolled off of you, laying next to you on the floor. You lay there like that for a long time and then he kissed you again. You could feel his dick getting hard again and you knew he wanted more. And so did you. You needed him more. 

You got on your knees and took his dick back in your mouth.

— I love your mouth, baby. Fuck! — Heeseung groaned when you moaned around him and kept sucking.

You felt him push your head away so you pulled out and got in all four. He got behind you and rubbed his dick against your wet pussy and slid right in. 

He was so deep and you loved how full you felt. He started fucking you so hard and you were moaning loudly, combining to the skin slapping. 

He grabbed your hips and started thrusting harder and faster. You felt yourself getting closer to another orgasm and cried out. He kept fucking you and you came so hard feeling your juices running down your legs. He kept thrusting until he came too.

Your knees protested when you tried to stand up. Heeseung helped you, hugging you from behind and kissing your neck.

— Are you ok? — He said against your ear.

— Amazing. — Your voice came out so low, almost like a whisper, moving your head to give him more access to keep kissing you.

You sighed when you felt his teeth nibble your skin. — I promise next time we’ll be on a more comfortable surface. — He said, making you feel tingles on your stomach at the thought of this happening again.

— Do you want to go back there? — You asked once you had enough strength on your legs again, taking your clothes from the floor.

— I don’t know if I want to deal with the million questions they’ll make — Heeseung dressed up too. 

Once both were ready, you opened the door, you still needed to go to Yeji’s room to get your phone.

— Here. — Jay handed your phones, not letting you go in.

— Jay, c’mon, man, at least let us help to clean. — Heeseung said, grabbing the phones.

— We can handle it, don’t worry! — Yeji yelled from the inside of the room.

— Keep having fun! — This time it was Yuna who yelled. 

You laughed and pulled Heeseung’s shirt. There was no way in hell they'd let you in.

Back in Heeseung’s room, you finally laid down on the same bed, enjoying your time alone.

— So… — He asked, afraid of your answer.

— What? — Your head was over his chest, listening to his heartbeats.

— Does this mean something now?

You sat down and looked at him. — I don’t know, it’s you who just got out of a relationship. — You reminded him.

— Is it… bad? — Heeseung also sat down and held your hand. — Do you.. want something to happen between us? 

You glazed at your hands and then at him. — I don’t think I’d have fucked you if I didn’t.

Heeseung chuckled. — Maybe we can keep it on the low while I take you on dates and propose appropriately.

— What? You coming inside me wasn’t appropriate? 

#kpop smut #enhypen smut #heeseung smut #lee heeseung smut #enhypen heeseung smut #enhypen lee heeseung smut #enhypen hard hours #heeseung hard hours #lee heeseung hard hours #enhypen heeseung hard hours #enhypen lee heeseung hard hours

[anti-romantico]

idols I write for

Like I stated on my carrd, I don't write for full groups, but I can try for some members you don't see listed here, just ask and I'll see what I can do. Maybe just small scenarios or hard hours.

NCT: Johnny, Jaehyun

ATEEZ: Hongjoong, Seonghwa, Yunho, San

THE BOYZ: Hyunjae, Juyeon, Q, Sunwoo, Sangyeon

TXT: Yeonjun, Soobin

Monsta X I.M, Seventeen Mingyu, Stray Kids Bangchan

#update

[anti-romantico]

[15:42] wayv kun

warnings: none

words: 675

A/N: I'm glad there were people actually interested in a kun's fic so here is it, also, that poll I made was supposed to last a week, I guess I didn't set it correctly

You stepped into the hot tub and let the warm spray of water wash over you, melting away your stresses and worries. As the soapy bubbles caressed your skin, you can't help but sigh with contentment. You closed your eyes and let the vanilla scented bath bomb relax you.

You hear the bathroom door open, already knowing who it is. Your oh so lovely boyfriend, Kun, was finally back home.

— I see you're enjoying your time alone. — You laughed at his comment. 

— I'd have waited for you, but you didn't call. — It wasn't a complaint.

Kun walked towards the tub and sat down beside it. — I know, but the guys insisted on watching this movie… — He lowered his voice, laying his chin on the edge of the tub.

— Jun's idea? — Kun nodded, making you chuckle. — It's ok, I actually thought you were going to spend the night with them.

— God no! — Kun laughed, adjusting his position closer to you. — They would make me cook dinner and breakfast, clean everything… I ran away the moment I had the chance.

You took out your hand from the water, caressing his cheek. — Do you want to join me?

He didn't care if some drops fell on his clothing. — You enjoy your bath while I make dinner.

— I'm not hungry yet. — You closered your body, rubbing your nose against his. 

Kun smiled before giving you a small kiss. — But you will. 

— But I don't want you to leave. — You pouted and grabbed his arm.

Kun laughed at your adorableness and finally kissed you. The kiss got heated quickly. You felt his hand traveling all the way down until he reached your thigh, making you sigh.

— You missed me that much, princess? — Kun rubbed your thigh, slightly teasing you. You limited yourself to only nod. — I only left for a few hours. — His fingers brushed your skin, forcing your legs to spread. 

— I needed you with me. — Your voice came out with a higher pitch as you whined.

Kun smirked and finally made contact with your pussy. — Is that so? 

You tried to kiss him to suppress your whines, but he slightly pulled away, enjoying your reaction when his middle finger massaged your clit. 

— Don't tease me, please. 

— I'm not planning it. — His voice came out lower than usual before entering his middle finger inside you.

You arched your back and grabbed the edge of the tub, closing your eyes. Kun's lips were at your cheek, leaving small kisses while slowly pulling in and out his fingers. 

— Is the pace okay, princess?

— F-... Faster… — You whined, pulling his face to kiss him. 

The kiss was messy, you were practically sucking on his tongue to avoid moaning too loud. But when that familiar tickling sensation in your stomach appeared, it was impossible to contain yourself. Even worse when he softly pinched your clit and then switched to massage it, repeating said action until you were a moaning mess. 

— Don’t tell me you’re close… I literally just started. — Kun said when he felt you squeeze his finger. Without another word, he added a second finger, sighing at how easy it slipped inside. — Hold it a little bit, I know you can.

You bit your lip and stared at him, begging with your eyes for him to let you cum.

The water wasn’t as hot, but your body was. It felt like your skin burned the longer you tried not to cum. 

— Please, baby… — You plead, feeling tears in your eyes.

Kun smirked and brushed his lips with yours. — Just because you look so cute right now.

His lips crashed into yours while his middle and thumb stimulated your clit. Your nails dug into Kun’s skin as you rid your orgasm, body twitching when he didn’t stop fingering you. 

— No more… — Your voice was low and you didn’t have the strength to push his hand. But gladly, he stopped, giving you a small kiss on the forehead. — I’m hungry.

This time, Kun didn’t contain himself and wheezed. — I told you you’ll get hungry. 

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[anti-romantico]

[pleasured night] ateez hongjoong

warnings: unprotected sex, cockwarming

words: 531

A/N: thank you for the three people helping me with this, you're the best <3

Hongjoong hummed, roaming his hands on your body. His palms gently explore the curves, tracing invisible lines against your soft, delicate skin. An occasional kiss is left here and there. When you turn to face him, your breath is quick, heart racing at an accelerated pace. He leans in closer, his lips close to yours, eyes fluttering shut as he waits. Then he kisses you, your mouths finally colliding in a passionate, lingering kiss. He gently holds you close, bodies touching, your skin tingling at his touch.

As the kisses deepen and linger, your body presses closer into his, your arms wrapping around him. He pulls you closer, your frame fitting perfectly against his. He leans forward and kisses you again, his tongue making contact with yours.

You sigh, slightly pulling his hair with your fingers. — It's late. — But it was clear you were very affected by his actions.

— I know. — And he continues kissing you, immediately making you forget what you just told him.

You sigh again, feeling his touch against the skin of your hip, sleeping shirt slowly lifting up with his help.

His fingers slip through fabric and touch skin, the temperature rising with each article of clothing lifted away. Your hands exploring one another's body. The pace of his movements quickens with each clothing disappearing, both growing hot in temperature despite the cool of the night outside. Both becoming lost in each other's touch, minds on nothing else but this moment.

— Joong… — You whisper, lifting your right leg and hooking it around his waist, feeling his cock against your tummy.

He shushes you, guiding himself inside you. Both sigh at the feeling, not being able to kiss anymore. You didn’t know how needy you were until his hand traveled to your lower back to help you move to match his slow pace.

— Perfect as always. — He says before capturing your lips with his.

Your tongues wrap with one another, exploring every corner, teasing and tasting each other. He presses his tongue firmly against yours and holds it there. Your teeth dig playfully into his tongue, drawing moans from both of them. You run your fingers through his hair, pressing his tongue even further into your mouth.

A sudden moan escapes your mouth when a particular thrust made Hongjoong’s cock rubbed your g-spot.

— There? — He asks, keeping the pace and right movements.

You felt your eyes heavy, and it might be because of the lack of sleep, but Hongjoong was making you feel so good, you didn't want him to stop.

— Joong… — You let out a sigh, feeling your release close. — Fuck…

Hongjoong started to massage your clit, causing you to whine. — It's okay, baby, cum for me.

You were too tired, but you wanted it to last. You try as best as you can, but your body betrays you. Hongjoong kisses your forehead, letting you ride your orgasm.

— You didn't cum. — Your voice is quiet. You're try to move your hands to his cock, but released he hasn't pull out.

— You can do whatever you want to me tomorrow. Go to sleep. — Hongjoong gives you a last slow kiss. It didn't take you long to fall asleep.

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[anti-romantico]

[halloween fun] txt soobin

warnings: unprotected sex, fingering, blowjob, creampie, multiple orgasms, car sex

words: 1776

A/N: this was supposed to be a halloween special (duh) but yk your girl is a mess, so maybe you'll be reading this on christmas (happy holidays!!!)

The party was loud, just like you liked. The place wasn't packed but there were enough people to casually bump into each other while dancing.

You gave a goodbye kiss on the cheek to the guy you were dancing with before going back to Jaime. She was confused when she felt your touch on her back.

— Oh come on, he was cute! — She yelled in your ear.

— He is, but I'm still not ready to ruin my make-up!

You both laughed it off and kept dancing. But you couldn't help but notice a pair of eyes following every move you made. You tried to find them, failing every time.

You were dressed as a zombie fairy. Even your friend was uncertain about it, but you didn't believe the costume was striking for someone to stare at for so long.

— I'm gonna smoke, you coming? — Your friend asked over the music. You just nodded and followed her.

You made it to the restroom where she sat down in one of the sinks while you laid back against the wall. She lit up a cigarette and took a drag before handing it to you.

You took a long drag and exhaled slowly before taking another. You were feeling pretty good from all the drinks you'd been drinking.

— Uh, ladies? — A voice came out from the other side of the door beside you.

— Yeah? — You peaked your head and saw two guys standing.

— Do you mind if we use this restroom? The bartender said it was ok but we noticed you two walked in so... — You looked at your friend who was only enjoying her cigarette; she nodded.

You opened the door fully and let them in.

— It'll be fast. — The guy you talked with practically ran to one of the booths and locked himself in.

— Sorry, the men's restroom is being used for other things... — The second guy said. He was much taller than his friend.

It seemed like they were dressed as the penguin from Batman and Tate Langdon from American Horror Story.

— Drugs? — Jamie asked, as if it was the most common situation happening in that place. Because it was.

— One of them. — The tall guy said.

— Yeah, the owner got tired of asking people to stop bringing drugs in. He now asks everyone a certain amount and you don't get to buy alcohol if you bring any. — You explained.

— What about the cops? — The other guy said, raising his voice.

— It's a small town, handsome, and he knows the right people. — Jaime answered.

— Speaking of small towns. We've never seen you around. — You asked the tall guy. Your friend caught the change of tone.

— We came to visit a friend, he must be making out with someone already. — The tall guy's whole body language also changed, only paying attention to you.

Once his friend got out of the booth, he washed his hands and dried them in his clothes.

— Hey, how about we go for a drink? — Jaime asked, the guy looked at his friend and then you, and, thankfully, understood.

Finally alone, you noticed his stare was heavy.

— What good friends. — The guy said, making you giggle. — I'm Soobin.

After telling him your name, he continued: — I like your costume. I've never seen a zombie fairy before.

— God, thank you! You're the first one to guess correctly. — Your hands touched his abs over his clothes. His hands held them there, slightly pulling you close.

— I mean, you have wings, a mini dress, cute make-up and awesome fake wounds.

— So you pay attention to details. Nice. — And even though you were wearing high-heels, he was still much taller than you.

— How not to? You called my attention since you walked in. — His voice was low this time, but the closeness made it easy for you to hear.

— So are you the one that has been staring at me?

— I prefer the term "admiring". Because that's what's supposed to do with beautiful girls like you.

He pushed the right buttons with you, so when he leaned down to kiss you, you let him. Not caring he might ruin your and his make-up in the process. The kiss wasn't messy, though, he was conscious he had black paint in most of his face.

— Sorry, I don't want to get black paint on you. — His fingers brushed your waist.

— How sweet, but I was looking forward to taking this further... — You pouted, brushing the hair of his neck.

— I think I have baby wipes in my car.

He dragged you out of the place, and you shared a stare with your friend before stepping out to the cold weather.

His car wasn't far, but your heels were killing you. It was like heaven when he opened the passenger door for you. You literally kicked the shoes before he could get in.

— I think there are some in that backpack. — Soobin was about to get the backpack from the backseat, but you beat him.

You opened the zipper and wandered around with your hand until you felt a plastic package. You grabbed some and shamelessly straddled his lap. He was startled by your actions, but he let you clean him.

— I feel so bad removing the make-up, it was really well-done. — You grabbed a second wipe and cleaned only his mouth, not daring to touch his cheeks.

— My sister helped, she'll understand if I tell her it was to make out with the prettiest girl in the party. — You smiled and threw the plastic package back in the backpack.

— Did you take pictures?

— She did a whole photoshoot before letting me go. — He followed your moves while you threw the backpack to the backseat.

Once your attention was back with him, he grabbed you by the neck and kissed you, properly this time.

Your fingers held onto his back shirt and kissed him back, getting heated pretty fast.

You could feel your pussy getting wetter as he sucked on your tongue, and you reached down to grab his cock through his jeans. He moaned into your mouth and grabbed your ass, pulling you closer.

You could feel his hard cock throbbing against your hand, and you wanted it inside you so badly.

You broke the kiss and looked up at him, — I want you to fuck me.

He smiled and nodded. — You sure?

— Yes. — You replied.

— Then sit down there and suck my cock. — You did as you were told and unzipped his pants, pulling out his cock.

— Mmmm, that's what I like. — He said with a grin. You wrapped your hand around his cock and stroked it gently, looking up at him. His eyes were closed and his head was tilted back. — That feels nice. — He whispered.

You licked the tip of his cock, tasting his pre cum. You slid your lips over the head of his cock, taking more of him in. You bobbed your head up and down, sucking his cock slowly. — Oh yeah. — He moaned, grabbing your hair and pushing you down further.

You took all of him in your mouth and sucked harder, making him groan. You moved your head faster, wanting him to come.

— Oh yeah, that's it baby... suck my cock. Suck it! — You felt his cock twitch in your mouth, and he groaned loudly, shooting his cum in your mouth. You swallowed every drop, then licked his cock clean.

You sat down back in his lap, kissing again. His hands lifted your dress a little, but your stockings were on the way.

— Rip them. — You said, biting his lip.

— What? — Soobin wasn't sure if he heard you correctly.

— I'll buy new ones. Rip them.

And he obeyed, ripping apart your white stockings.

You slightly moaned when his fingers brushed your pussy over your panties. With his other hand, Soobin moved them and inserted one finger in you.

After a minute, he inserted a second finger, earning a loud moan from you. — Fuck... Keep doing that. — You said when Soobin started to fucking you with his fingers.

— Do you want me to make you cum with my fingers? — Soobin asked. But you couldn't speak, so you just nodded eagerly. With the help of his thumb, he massaged your clit. You kissed him when you felt like you were getting closer.

Your fingers pulled his hair while he was helping you ride your orgasm. He let you catch your breath. You kissed him again, giving his tongue a hard suck.

— Are you ready for another one? — You nodded, grabbing his dick and guiding it to your pussy.

Soobin grabbed you by your waist and pulled you down. He pushed his cock into you, and you let out a loud moan. He fucked you slowly, enjoying every inch of your tight pussy. — Oh god Soobin, fuck me.

— Yeah? You like riding my cock? — Soobin said, giving you a hard smack on your butt cheek. His lips flew to your neck and started kissing you. The make-up on his cheeks long-forgotten.

The windows were fogged up, and anyone passing by would know what was happening with the way the car was moving.

Soobin pulled you by your neck to kiss you again. He felt you clench around him, tightening his hand around your neck.

— Cum for me, baby. — He whispered, and you came hard, screaming Soobin's name. He kept going until you felt him cum inside you.

You rested your head on his shoulder while he rubbed your back. But you weren't done, once you had enough strength, you kissed him, moving your hips again.

— Fuck... Wait... — Soobin said, trying to stop you.

— No, no please, just another one. — You moaned. He was hesitant, but you convinced him by telling him how good it felt. He finally gave in and continued fucking you.

— Oh god, I'm gonna cum again! — You screamed, wrapping your arms around his neck. You came again, but this time Soobin didn't stop. He kept going, fucking you harder than before. You moaned louder and louder.

More cum painted your walls. You could feel how it was starting to spill out.

— Shit... — You said once you saw in what state his make-up was. You couldn't help but laugh.

— I think I need you to remove all my make-up.

You kept laughing while grabbing the backpack. While doing that, his cum spilled out of you to his thighs.

After cleaning his face and legs, and your neck, you fixed your dress and went back to the passenger seat.

— So you're visiting here? — You asked, checking yourself in the rearview mirror and cleaning any sign of black paint.

— I can always extend my stay.

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[anti-romantico]

[consequences] the boyz hyunjae

warnings: enemies to lovers, fake marriage, and they were roommates, oral (m & f receiving), protected sex, couch sex, riding, cursing, PLOT

words: 7467

A/N: WHAT THE HECK

— Can you wear a shirt in my presence? — You asked, annoyed.

— I also live here, sweetheart. So if you can walk around with short shorts and a tank top with no bra, I can walk around shirtless. — Hyunjae answered, using that nickname you were more than used to.

— Not, you don't live here, dude, your cousin was kind enough to let you live with us while you find a new place. This is temporal. — You raised your voice.

— Can you two shut the fuck up? God, I can't even start my day without you two arguing. — Chanhee got out of his room.

— When is he leaving? — You asked, fully ignoring Hyunjae's offended look.

— When he finds a new place.

— And is he even looking for one? It's been almost a month. Or is he going to give us his part of the rent?

— Can you stop talking about me as if I'm not just right here? — Hyunjae finally exploded.

— I'm not going to join your argument before having a coffee. Or at all. — Chanhee walked to his room and locked the door behind him.

— Just for your information, I am looking for a place, I'll go to see one today. Thank you for your concern. — Hyunjae grabbed his bowl of cereal and walked to the living room, his temporary room.

— You better do the dishes before or I'm changing the door lock. — You said before locking yourself in your room.

When you came back from work, neither Hyunjae or Chanhee were home yet. You found a note stuck on your door.

"I'll check another place and eat outside, don't miss me ;)"

Fucker. As if you cared.

You finally had a peaceful meal, until Hyunjae called you when you were washing the bowl and cup you used.

"What?" You answered aggressively.

"Baby, hi! Guess what? I found our perfect place!" You could hear the echo his voice made in the room he was in.

"The fuck are talking about, dude? Did you hit your head on your way there?" You joked, walking to your room.

"That's right, the one you told me. How about you come and see it, I know you're gonna love it."

That's when you get it. "They won't rent it if you're not married, aren't they? What a shame."

"Don't worry, we'll wait for you."

"What? I'm not going, dude, look for another place."

"Perfect, see you here. Love you."

You stared at your phone for a few seconds until Hyunjae sent you the address of this apartment. "I'll do whatever you want for the rest of my life, please come"

You debated yourself if you should really go or not.

The sooner he gets a place, the fastest he leaves yours. Fair enough.

You changed clothes and grabbed Hyunjae's denim jacket before leaving.

You sent him a message once you got out of the taxi you called. Not even a minute later, he was walking out the building.

— He's looking at the window, so don't push me. — Hyunjae said before holding your head and kissing you slowly.

You followed the kiss. — You'll never hear the end of this. — You kissed him again and grabbed his hand, letting him guide you to his new apartment.

— We've been married for 3 months, together for a year. We don't have children and we don't want to. — Hyunjae said while you were waiting for the elevator. — Another thing. — You looked at him tired. — You have to live with me for a while. Then I can tell him we broke up so he doesn't kick me out.

Your two got in the elevator, glad it was empty. — You should've told me that.

— I'm sorry, I panicked. — You arrived at his floor and held hands again.

Hyunjae opened the door for you. Let the show begin

— You must be [Y/N]. I'm Mr. Jeong. — A middle-aged man said once you two got in. — Hyunjae told me you chose this apartment.

— I did, yes. I really like the zone, my mom lives close by. — Hyunjae smiled. You followed his lie unconsciously.

— Hyunjae told me that. That's so sweet of him to live close to your mom.

— He's the best. — You said, but Hyunjae's eyes told you you sounded too fake.

— So how about you show your beautiful wife the place while I go for the papers to my apartment. — Mr. Jeong said. You two panicked.

— Oh, you live in the building too? — You asked, squeezing Hyunjae's hand.

— That's right, on the second floor. — Well, that wasn't that bad. Hyunjae's apartment was on the 8th floor.

Mr. Jeong left, and you two waited a minute to finally argue.

— What is so cool about this apartment that you needed me to pretend to be your wife? — You asked him, following him to a small bathroom. You watched him close the door and layed on it. — I doubt it's the price, this zone it's really expensive.

— The whole place.

— It's too big for one person. — You crossed your arms.

— Juyeon and Kevin also need a place, they still don't know I found it though.

— So what now? How long do you need me here?

— I'm still not sure, but in the meantime, I need you to let them live with Chanhee.

— No.

— Please, then you can go back.

— Ok, fine they can stay there. — Hyunjae nodded. — But what if Mr. Jeong does kick you out once we "broke up". — Hyunjae stayed silent. — That better not be part of the contract we're about to sign.

And it wasn't fortunately. Mr. Jeong left the place, staring at you two with a nostalgic smile.

— I'll pay for everything. The rent, the bills, the moving. — Hyunjae said, joining you at the window.

— Yeah, you better. — You looked at him. — Did you eat?

— Barely, but I'm not hungry.

— Well, we have to go back to my apartment for our stuff and to tell Chanhee about this. You can have your last meal there.

Telling Chanhee was harder than you thought. He immediately refused, telling Hyunjae to find another girl.

— Mr. Jeong already met me, Chan, and I also signed the contract. There's no turn back now.

— If you do something to her, I'll stop talking to you, I swear Hyunjae, I don't care if we're family.

— Chanhee. — You called him, taken aback by his reaction.

— I won't, I swear, she'll be back here in 6 months. — You wanted to protest, but the time sounded just right.

Packing was fast. You were terrified of unpacking.

You walked to the room besides the main one. But Hyunjae stopped you.

— I'm not sharing a bed with you, dude. Also, it's not like he's going to check if we sleep in the same bed.

— He's our landlord, he needs to come and check if everything's alright. — You scoffed. — I got a new bed, a bigger one, we'll be far away from the other.

— If you hug me just once, I'm moving my stuff to that room, you get it? — You pointed at the door you initially were aiming at. Hyunjae nodded.

Luckily, the room had enough space for both, you'd say it was too much for you. You didn't even use all the hangers.

— Are you going to use them? — Hyunjae asked. Of course he needed extra hangers. He didn't like to fold his hoodies.

— All yours. — Hyunake took them and walked to his side of the room. — Why did you mention the kids? Did he ask?

— Yeah, when I told him we recently got married, he asked if we were planning on having kids.

— And you don't want them? — Hyunake turned around with a confused look. — With someone else. — You laughed.

— Ah. Well, yeah I do, actually. But I'll have to wait, I can't afford them right now. — He finished hanging his hoodies and stretched his arms.

— You seriously thought I'd let you pay for everything? — You walked to him.

— I mean, I was expecting you to pay at least for a few things. I've known you long enough to know that you don't like being a burden.

— Then it's set. 50-50? — You reached out your hand to shake it with his.

But there was one thing none of you thought about. The arguments. Just by the next day, you two went back to your usual dynamic.

— I told you to not hug me! — You said, pushing him.

— God, you're not even fully awake and you're already yelling. — Hyunjae turned his body and ignored your disgusted look.

You got up and grabbed the clothes you were going to wear. It was Saturday so at least you didn't have to work. Hyunjae, on the other hand, had to.

— Don't take too long, I need to take a shower. — You looked at him before getting in the bathroom. Once you got out. You found him in just his boxers, waiting for you to come out.

— Are you fucking serious? — You asked, stopping your tracks at the door.

— Well, this is my place, I can walk around however I want. — Hyunjae took his towel and moved you. You felt shivers when he slammed the door.

You were brushing your hair when he got out of the bathroom, with just his towel around his waist. There was no point in protesting anymore.

— I need to go to the supermarket later, do you need anything? — He said, taking his sweet time in choosing a shirt.

— No, thanks. — You said before leaving the room.

You set the coffee maker and grabbed two cups from a box and then went back to the room, begging for Hyunjae to be fully dressed by now.

— Do you want coffee? — He was, kind of. His shirt was still open.

— Yes, thank you. — He noticed you froze. — You just saw me with just my boxers on, what is that reaction?

— Don't know what you're talking about. — You were about to leave, but turned around. — I'll start using the other room's bathroom from now on.

Hyunjae walked to you. — I've never seen you like this, babe. Seriously, what's wrong? Did you have a wet dream about me like this?

— You wish. And I'm not telling you how to dress in your place, but let me remind you you were the one that asked me to help you. I don't mind packing everything again. — You tried your best to keep your eyes on his.

Hyunjae stayed silent, making you smirk. You left the room and got into the microwave the leftovers you two left last night.

It was almost 7pm when Hyunjae arrived, finding you finishing putting away all the plates and cups in the cabinets.

— Did you leave something for me? — Hyunjae looked around.

— The TV's. I'm afraid I'll break them. — You said, sitting on a chair. — Did you go to the supermarket?

— I didn't have time. Juyeon and Kevin needed help with the moving.

— So you help them, but not me? — You asked, laughing at his guilty face. — I'm kidding.

— Babe... — Your eyes snapped at the nickname. He only called you like that as a joke, and his tone wasn't didn't sound like it. He cleared his throat to ease the tension he created. — I bought this, by the way. — He took out two rings. — I don't know if Mr. Jeong noticed we didn't have rings on, but just in case.

Hyunjae was about to grab your hand, but you snatched the ring of his fingers, scaring him.

— Fuck... we don't have pictures of our wedding to decorate. — You said after putting on the ring.

— Juyeon will help with it, but we do need to take more pictures together. Just having pictures of our wedding will look suspicious.

— So that means we have to go on dates?

— Just for the pictures.

— Right.

Another silence dominated the room.

— Do you want to go for dinner? — Hyunjae asked, taking off his back tie.

— Uh, sure. Let me change.

— You look good like that, though.

You bit your lip. You wanted to giggle so bad. — I'm only changing my shirt and grabbing some jacket.

— Right.

You two got into your room and went to your sides of it. Hyunjae was looking at himself in his full body mirror when he saw you taking off your shirt, leaving you in just your bra and jeans.

— Uh... — You turned around, acting innocent.

— So you can walk around with just your boxers, but I can't change my shirt in front of you? Seems unfair. — It was your turn to take your sweet time finding a shirt.

Hyunjae took a deep breath and shamelessly stared at your body through the mirror.

Once you were ready, you turned around, finding him taking a picture of you.

— Not weird at all. — You said, walking to him to see the photo in his phone.

— I mean, you're my wife. — Hyunjae grabbed your hand and showed you the ring you had on.

— Right, just don't take pictures of me sleeping.

In the elevator, you tried to avoid his eyes. Suddenly, the elevator stopped in the second floor, opening its doors to show you Mr. Jeong and you guessed it was his wife.

You got close to Hyunjae and felt his arm around your waist.

— Oh, how lovely that we found you. — Mr. Jeong said. — This is the couple I told you about.

— You both look amazing. — Ms. Jeong said.

— Thank you. — Hyunjae said in unison.

— Going somewhere special? — Mr. Jeong answered.

— Just to find something to eat. — You answered.

— Oh, if it's nothing special then join us, we're going to this cafeteria my wife loves.

You were about to answer, but Hyunjae beat you. — Sounds good, [Y/N] love visiting new cafeterias.

It wasn't a lie. You looked up to him. He gave you a kiss on the cheek and left his lips there.

Once all of you arrive to the parking lot, you walked to Hyunjae's car, Mr. Jeong's wasn't far. He told you to wait for them.

At the cafeteria, you ordered a latte and some pastry. Hyunjae just ordered an americano.

You two were waiting for Mr. and Ms. Jeong ordered at the bar.

— Why did you accept? — You asked, letting Hyunjae put his arm around you, pulling you close.

— To fully convince him we're a couple. So we don't have to kiss in front of him that often.

— Look at them. They're truly in love and you don't see them kissing every three words. — Hyunjae nodded, agreeing with you. — I didn't know I was a bad kisser.

Hyunjae looked at you scared. — You're not, god, I'm sorry if I imply that.

You laughed. — Jae, relax, I'm joking.

— You're enjoying a little too much scaring me, you know?

— I don't think so. — Hyunjae brushed his thumb on your chin before giving you a small kiss.

— Sorry for taking too long. They had this new drink I wanted to try. — Ms. Jeong apologized.

The talk was surrounded at your oh so lovely perfect wedding. And it was more a conversation between Ms. Jeong and you.

— If you don't mind, Hyunjae, would you make me some company while I smoke? — Mr. Jeong asked. Hyunjae excused himself and went with him.

The night was chill. The cafeteria had a special place for smokers.

— I'm going to be honest with you, Hyunjae. I thought you two were pretending. You wouldn't be the first couple that lied to me. — Hyunjae panicked at Mr. Jeong's words. — But just the way she's talking about the wedding, and how you look at her. It reminds me of me and my wife.

Hyunjae was speechless. — Any advice?

— I think you two are fine. There's no such a thing as the "perfect couple". But I do find it hard to believe you don't want kids.

— I mean, not now, we're still trying to settle ourselves in a new place.

— I really hope I can meet them.

Back in your apartment, Hyunjae and you changed clothes quietly.

— I'm going to the convenience store in the morning to get breakfast, is there anything you want? — Hyunjae asked, opening the blanket.

— I'm going with you. — He nodded.

The next morning, after having breakfast, you two changed clothes again and went to the supermarket, making the list on your way there.

— You already paid for the dinner and breakfast, Hyunjae, stop fighting. — You said, giving the cashier your card.

— Then the next trip to the supermarket is on me. — Hyunjae kissed your cheek, making you giggle.

On your way back, you received a message from Chanhee, asking where you were. The three of them were outside your building.

— Why are you here? — You got out of the car and walked with your friends inside the building while Hyunjae parked the car.

— We brought you welcome gifts! — Kevin said, turning his back a little for you to see his well packed backpack.

You chuckled. — That's sweet of you, Kev, but I'll be here just for 6 months.

The four of you waited for Hyunjae to join you outside the elevator. Once he did, y'all went to his apartment.

Fake plants, fake wedding pictures, food. At least the latter wasn't fake.

— How's married life going? — Juyeon asked, sipping on his can of beer.

— I thought you'd be back to the apartment by the next day, if I'm honest. — Chanhee said, not hiding the fact that he missed you.

— If you think arguments are over, don't be dumb, of course we argue. — You answered.

— Just not that often.

Everyone, including you, didn't expect Hyunjae to give that extra information.

After a month of living together, the two had figured out how to not argue over small things like the clothes all over the place, the expired food in the fridge or him constantly using your soap.

— I was thinking... — He seemed nervous. — We haven't had a movie night since we started living together. Or since we met.

— Of course we had them. — You chuckled and tried to push the shopping cart.

— Chan was there.

— And that makes them not being movie nights?

Hyunjae got close to you and caged your body between his body and the shopping cart. — I'd just like to have a movie night with my wife.

— What got into you? — But he didn't answer, his lips were over yours, slowly kissing you.

When he parted from you, you noticed Mrs. Jeong rounding the corner with her shopping cart.

— What happened with the "I don't want to kiss you every time we see them"? — You asked, faking a deep voice, hiding your disappointment that he only kissed you for that.

— I never said that. — Hyunjae walked away with the shopping cart, not letting you answer, again.

— Yes, you did. — You saw in a whisper, walking in his direction.

And by the months passing, you got used to his touchy and clingy side in front of your landlord. Behind closed doors, Hyunjae would keep his distance, and there were times you thought he wanted you to go to sleep mad at him.

He ate your breakfast even when you told him it was yours, you found your underwear at the bottom of the laundry machine after three days, of course they smelt horrible, sometimes he would ignore you or what you told him, like the time he slept with just a pair of boxers, saying it was too hot for him to wear pajamas.

You end up sleeping in the room you initially planned to, but this time he didn't protest.

By the end of the fourth month, the same dynamic you two had at Chanhee's place was back.

You were walking out the building on a Saturday morning, you were finally free of Hyunjae's annoying ass. Even though you didn't have a plan, you just wanted to be out of that apartment.

— Good morning, [Y/N]! — You heard Mrs. Jeong said in her usual energetic tone.

— Oh, good morning. — You said, waiting for her.

— Hyunjae's working? — Just the mention of his name made you have a headache.

— Yeah, he's... working.

— Is everything ok? — Of course she noticed your disgusted tone.

And you remembered, the 6 months were almost over, the plan was to pretend to break up so he could keep the apartment. Well, let the show begin.

— No, but I'm sure it'll be.

— Are you going anywhere?

— Not really, I just wanted fresh air.

— How about you and I go for a fresh juice and talk in the park? Does that sound good?

Her tone reminded you of your mother. — That sounds like a good plan.

You spent 5 minutes making up a whole story of how you and Hyunjae were falling out of love while sipping on your juice.

— What you're telling me, [Y/N], it's making me feel really bad. You two really seem to want a future together. — Mrs. Jeong said.

— And if you'd asked me 3 months ago, I'd told you I also wanted a life with him, but I guess we needed more time. My best friend even said it was too soon for a wedding. I should've listened to her.

— You can still work it out, sweetheart, you two have a really special connection. I'm sure if you sit down and talk, problems will be solved.

Hyunjae was back in the building at 8pm. He made sure his car was locked when he saw Mr. Jeong.

— How nice to see you, Jae. — Mr. Jeong said, giving Hyunaje an affectionate pat on the back.

— Likewise. How's your day going?

— Pretty calm. By the way, my wife and yours spent the morning together.

Hyunjae pressed his lips forming a fine line and nodded.

— It seems it's true by your reaction. — Hyunjae stopped walking, making Mr. Jeong to also stop. — She didn't tell me much, but she said you're having problems.

— Not all couples have problems?

— They do, yes, but they don't seem to be small problems, Jae. And I know we like to always be right, but it doesn't hurt to hear what they have to say.

Hyunjae practically ran to his apartment once he said goodbye to Mr. Jeong. He opened the door and found you watching a movie in the living room.

— May I know why you are venting our problems with our landlords?

You paused the movie. — Hello to you too, babe, are you hungry? Dinner is almost ready.

— Answer me.

You got up and didn't care that he was taller than you. — I told her that we both were falling out of love. That's all.

— And why is Mr. Jeong telling me to listen to you? — He kept his angry tone.

— How long have we been living together? — Hyunaje didn't answer. — And how long did we say we would live together?

Asshole.

— I'm just starting to make them believe we have unsolving differences and a divorce is expected. Wasn't that your plan?

— It's been only four months, [Y/N], you could've waited a little longer.

— Oh yeah, so we can tell them out of nowhere we're getting divorce the same day I'm leaving.

— Well, that could've been the plan if you weren't out there telling Mrs. Jeong our problems!

— Stop raising your voice at me, Hyunjae, or this conversation is over.

Hyunjae nodded and laughed in a sarcastic way. — You know what? You're a fucking genius! Tomorrow the first thing I'm doing is asking our landlord if he's going to kick me out if we get divorced, how about that?

— I don't know why you are reacting like this, this is your fault! You lied to Mr. Jeong, you told him I was your wife, and now I'm stuck with you for another 2 months!

— Don't pretend you didn't want this, babe, you had the option to not even show up that day. But there you were, sucking on my tongue when I kissed you.

You just couldn't believe your ears. — I wanted you out of my apartment, that's why I did it.

— You're so pretty when you get mad. — Hyunjae said after scanning your face.

He held your chin between his thumb and index, but you pushed him before he could kiss you. — Don't you fucking dare to touch me after how you just talked to me.

— Listen, I'm sorry for overreacting, but I don't enjoy it when others know about my shit. Even if this is a fake relationship, I'd like to have some privacy.

— Well, I'm sorry for telling her about that, but you've been acting like an asshole for months now, I just wanted this to be over.

This time, when Hyunjae hugged you, you didn't push him. You had your face buried in his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

— If I'm honest, I did all those things to get to you. And it worked, just not the way I expected. — Hyunjae laughed when you hit him in the stomach. — Let's have dinner and watch a movie.

Movie night was calm, you had blankets over you two. You noticed Hyunjae was falling asleep and felt bad. He worked the whole day and still wanted to watch a movie with you.

— Let's go to sleep. — You said, pausing the movie. It wasn't even halfway through.

— We'll finish it tomorrow. — You nodded and his sleepy voice.

When you were about to get in the room you were sleeping in, you felt Hyunjae's hand grabbing your wrist.

— I promise that attitude will disappear, please, come back to the room.

You just couldn't say no. — Let me grab my pajamas then.

— You can borrow a shirt of mine. —You laughed at his child-like attitude, pulling you to his room.

He gave you a shirt, too big for you, and turned around so you could change.

— Am I allowed to hug you? — You turned your head over the pillow to look at him. He was really close.

— Sure.

The next morning, you were still trapped between his arms, glad he wasn't squeezing you to death.

— Jae... — You softly said. You wanted to know the hour, but you left your phone in the living room.

— It's early, go back to sleep. — Hyunjae's mouth was on your neck, sending shivers down your spine.

— Can you read my mind? — You turned your body, Hyunjae keeping you close to him.

— I do, actually, you're thinking you just had the best wet dream of your life and I was in it.

You laughed, he was back... — You need to work on that skill, then, because that is highly inaccurate.

— Oh yeah? — You felt his finger on your left side, realizing the shirt lifted up while you were sleeping.

— Very inaccurate. — You said over his lips.

— I don't believe you. — His hand traveled to your leg and pulled in over his waist.

It was when you remembered you were only wearing panties and his shirt.

— May I know what got into you? — You asked, sighing when you felt his finger digging just below the skin of your butt.

— How am I supposed to control myself when my beautiful wife kept rubbing her ass over my cock the whole night? — His soft voice changed to a dark and deep one.

— I didn't do such a thing.

— I wasn't joking when I said you had a wet dream, though, you were moaning while doing it. It took everything on me to not fuck you while sleeping. Unless you're into that. — Hyunjae bucked his hips, finally letting you feel his boner over your clothed cunt. — That is your fault, so you better fix it.

He didn't have to tell you twice. One of your hands pulled his pajama pants and underwear down while you licked the other to jerk him.

He hissed at your warm touch, making him bite his lower lip and pulled you to kiss you.

— Fuck... I'm so sensitive, please don't stop, babe. — You were enjoying his reaction too much, tighting your grip around him from time to time to help him cum.

He wanted to warn you, but not a single word came out of his mouth. You felt his cum spilling out to your hand and couldn't help but see.

— Sorry, it felt really good. — Hyunjae removed the sweat from his forehead and ran to the bathroom, coming back with some papel to clean your hand and some drops that fell on the bed.

And you wanted to talk about it, but didn't know how. It was until dinner that he mentioned it.

— I... Sorry... Thank you for this morning...

— Are you thanking me for making you cum? — That was the first time.

— Yeah? I enjoyed it a lot.

— And why did you apologize?

Hyunjae avoided your eyes, he was clearly embarrassed. — I.. wanted to return the favor.

— And why are you suddenly shy? — You've never seen him like this.

— I guess it's just the flashbacks...

— Well, I think we have to make some rules if this is going to happen again, right?

— Rules? Why?

— Are you going to be able to live with me for another 2 months after having sex?

Hyunjae bit his lip, his idea of returning the favor wasn't having sex, but now that you mention it... — Right. So this is going to happen just once?

— That's why we need rules, Jae...

— Fine, I get it. Shoot.

You finished your drink and made a face. — This can happen multiple times as long as we both are single. Even after I leave. But the moment we start talking with someone else, this ends. — Hyunjae crossed his arms and nodded. — Let's keep this as a secret, Chanhee would kill you if he knows.

— I wasn't planning on telling him. It's clear he loves you more than he loves me. And I'm his family.

You laughed at the pout he made. And then you remembered... — I don't mind you touching me while I'm sleeping... — Hyunjae couldn't believe his ears. — But if you want to take it further, wake me up.

— Sure. — He didn't intend to sound so excited.

— I don't take the pill, so if you don't have condoms here...

— We should've talked about this in the morning so I could go to the supermarket and buy some.

You laughed again. — Are you going to return the favor then?

Hyunje smirked, standing up and taking your hand, pulling you to your shared room.

— Lay back and enjoy.

You laid down on the bed and with the help of your elbows, could see him taking off your jeans and panties.

He gave you a last look before sinking into you, groaning at your taste. You threw your head back and bit your lip to mute your moans.

But Hyunjae heard your whines increasing when he inserted two fingers while he was sucking in your clit.

You suddenly kept quiet, making Hyunaje look at you. — Did you just... cum?

— Maybe... — You answered, catching your breath. You stood up and pulled up your jeans, walking to the bathroom, leaving Hyunjae more than confused.

But you were embarrassed, you've never cummed that fast before, and you didn't want to admit you have wanted this to happen for a while now.

The next day, Hyunjae left to work before you did, making you wake up alone in your shared bed. And you didn't know if you liked it or not.

He left you breakfast ready and a note wishing you a good day. Another first time.

You found Mrs. Jeong again, giving the "good news" that Hyunjae and you solved your problems.

[To: Menace] 7:24pm

"Going to the supermarket, you want something?"

But he didn't answer. You bought some snacks, debating yourself if you should get the condoms.

You checked your phone once you were home and couldn't fight the disappointment when you noticed Hyunjae left you in read. But your head snapped when you heard a door closing.

— Hyunjae?

He walked from his room and almost ran to greet you. — I'm sorry for not answering, I was busy. But hey, I bought the condoms.

You laughed, finding him adorable.

On the weekend, Hyunjae planned a movie night, but it got interrupted by a very heated make out session. The movie working as background noise.

You were on top of him, humping his very hard boner. His hands were under your tank top, massaging your boobs over your bra.

He kissed your neck while one of his hands was looking for something inside the drawer beside the couch you two were.

You looked at him. — You shouldn't have told me this can happen multiple times. I left condoms all over the place. — He said, taking off your tank top and bra before sucking in your left tit.

— And what if the guys come and find one? — You brushed his hair with your fingers, enjoying his tongue playing with your nipple.

— I don't want to think about that right now, babe, I want you to keep moving your hips, please. — You loved the new nickname, it wasn't in a teasing way anymore.

Instead of moving your hips, you got off him and started to undress, Hyunjae doing the same and grabbing the condom.

But you took it away from his fingers and got on your knees. Hyunjae cursed under his breath and let you do your thing.

You pumped his dick before licking it up and down, and then you sucked on his balls. You proceeded to open the condom and rolled it down on his boner.

— Do I have to schedule a blowjob with my wife? — Hyunjae asked when you straddled him. He positioned his tip over your clit and rubbed it.

— I have to check if I'm not busy... — You said over his lips.

Hyunjae smirked and pulled you down, earning a very loud moan from you. Your nails digging on the skin of his shoulders. He kissed you again, giving you time to adjust. You sucked on his tongue and started to move your hips up and down. Hyunjae whined when you tightened around him, giving you a small spank.

It didn't take long before you were jumping on him, not kissing anymore. None of you were shy with your noises, not caring about the neighbors.

Hyunjae got one of your boobs and sucked it, pinching the nipple of the other. You knew your nails were leaving red marks on his neck and chest, but you didn't care.

— Why did it take us so long to do this? — You asked, throwing your head back when you felt your orgasm close.

— If you weren't such a tight ass, this would've been the hundredth time. — Hyunjae answered, making you laugh.

— If you weren't so fucking annoying... — You grabbed his neck for support and got close to his face. — we wouldn't have to pretend in the first place.

Hyunjae kissed you, pulled your hair, bit you, spanked you. He knew you were right.

Before him living in your and Chan's living room, your friendship wasn't as chaotic, you even admitted to some friends you found him attractive. Hyunjae also developed a crush on you, but living somehow together gave you the sign that you two wouldn't work out.

You felt him give you another spank, biting your lip and bouncing harder. Your legs were sore, but you needed your release more than anything. You grabbed Hyunjae's hand and directed it to your clit, him immediately understanding.

— You look so hot on top of me, babe. — Hyunjae said, hypnotized by the view. — I can get used to this.

"Me too" you thought, but you were so immersed in your pleasure, you only could kiss him, sucking on his tongue and scratching his nape.

Hyunjae hugged you by your waist and made you stop, growling. You felt his cock twitching repeatedly inside you.

After a few minutes, Hyunjae's fingers brushed your hair. You lifted your head and looked at him. He looked different. Or maybe it was your orgasm making you have these thoughts.

Hyunjae pulled you for a kiss, a sloppy and romantic one.

— Let's get cleaned up. — He said on your lips, but he kept kissing you.

— You have to let me go for that, babe.

It was the first time you called him that, and he showed you he loved it.

— I can always carry you to the shower. We can have round two there. — His low voice made you clench around him.

But you stood up, sighing by the sudden emptiness. — I think I have a free space to give my husband a blowjob just now. — You said, walking to your shared bedroom.

Once you two were in the bathroom, Hyunjae literally dragged you to the shower. Earning some giggles from you.

A week later, Chanhee, Juyeon and Kevin visited you again.

The whole time, Chan was awfully quiet and kept looking at the both of you, making you nervous. After an hour, Juyeon and Kevin went to the convenience store for snacks, but you noticed Chanhee told them something before they left.

Hyunjae was looking for bowls to serve some chips and you were cutting carrots, maybe using this as an excuse to not look at Chanhee.

— Since when?

Here we go.

— What? — Hyunjae stopped his tracks and looked at Chanhee.

— Since when you've been fucking?

The sudden question made you cut your finger with the knife. You threw the knife and licked your little cut.

— Are you ok? — Hyunjae practically ran to you.

— Oh, so it's serious.

— No!

— It's just sex.

Both answering at the same time made Chanhee laugh. — Right. And I guess you weren't planning on telling me.

— For what? — You asked, looking for some bandaid.

— I don't know, I'm your best friend. — And then he looked at Hyunjae. — And I'm your cousin, your family.

— Well, I'm sorry for not telling you, but it's been just a week. — Hyunjae said, helping you finish the carrots.

— Wait, what? A week? — You raised an eyebrow at his words. — You two act as if you've been dating since you started living together.

— Don't be ridiculous. — You said, not being able to look at Hyunjae.

Chanhee couldn't say anything, Juyeon and Kevin arrived and started talking about some new snacks they bought.

After they finally left, you took a bath in what were you planning to be your bathroom 5 months ago. The water was warm and you were glad you still had a lavender bath bomb.

You told Hyunjae you need to think about what Chanhee said and it was if you slept separately. And even though Hyunjae wanted to argue back, he also needed to think.

The next morning, when you got out of your room, Hyunjae was already waiting for you with an empty cup.

— Coffee or tea?

— I think I'm just having cereal. — Hyunjae nodded and put away the cup.

— We need to talk. — He said. Your back was facing him, you only hummed in response. — The fifth month it's almost over.

— I know.

— What does your lack of packing mean?

You were only looking at your empty bowl. — Do you want me to start packing?

You turned your body and looked at him, he was already behind you. — I just want to know so I can talk with Mr. Jeong.

— Are you going to tell him?

— What? That I lied about you being my beautiful wife? — He brushed his nose with yours. — I'll just make a deal with him. We would exchange places with the guys.

— And if he says no? — Your fingers clench on his pajama shirt.

— He already trusts us, I don't think he'd have a problem.

— But I like this place. — You slightly pout.

Hyunjae chuckled and gave you a peck. — Yeah, but we both know what three people living in a place that only two people fit is like.

You nodded, hugging Hyunjae by his waist.

— Tell you what. We keep the place, but while they find a bigger place, they can bring some of their stuff. Let me remind you we have a whole empty room.

— And what about us?

And if you were honest, you thought he would tense with the question, but he just hugged you tighter.

— Do you want to make it official?

You looked up, finding his eyes on you. — Official? You haven't asked me shit.

You tried to pull away, failing miserably.

— If you weren't such a tight ass and would let me speak. — You stayed silent. Not hiding your excitement. — Would you let me be your boyfriend?

— Ugh, you're so cheesy. — You said, pulling him by his collar. — But yes.

Hyunjae laughed and kissed you. But the romantic moment got interrupted by your stomach.

— Someone's hungry.

— If you'd have let me have my breakfast first.

While you were cooking, Hyunjae decided the best way to still ask Mr. Jeong.

Mrs. Jeong was the one that opened the door.

— Oh, Hyunjae, how nice of you to visit us.

— I'm sorry if this comes as rude, but is your husband here? I need to talk to him.

— Oh no, don't tell me [Y/N] and you have broken up? — The lady placed her hand over her mouth.

— No, it's not that, don't worry.

— Is everything ok? — Mr. Jeong appeared drying his hands with a towel. — Hyunjae, what can I do for you?

After Mrs. Jeong poured three glasses of water, the three of you sat down in the living room.

— I really don't know how to explain this so I'll just say it. I'm thinking about giving my apartment to some friends and finding a smaller place for [Y/N] and I.

Mr. Jeong nodded. — Are these friends trustworthy?

— They are. One of them is my cousin and my wife's best friend, actually. The thing is that the place they have is really small for three people.

— So you want to exchange places with them?

— Not really, that building isn't of [Y/N]'s liking.

— Well, that's nice to hear because there are also smaller apartments in this building. — Mrs. Jeong added, making her husband nod.

Hyunjae felt stupid. — I... I didn't know.

— I don't have a problem with your friends living in the building, but even if you say they're good, the rules will apply to them too. Even stricter ones if it's going to be all men.

— Right. — Hyunjae chuckled. — Then I'll talk to...

— She doesn't know? — Mr. Jeong interrupted.

— I just mentioned it this morning, she was worried you didn't want three men living under the same roof.

— I never had issues with groups of friends living together, I'm just stricter with them 'cause, well, I was also young.

Cold sweat ran through Hyunjae's back. — I thought you prefered couples living here?

— I said I'm used to them, this zone is famously known by families. You are the first couple I admit without children, though.

— Right...

Hyunjae went back to his apartment, feeling like the stupidest man on earth.

— Where were you? Food is ready. — You got out of the kitchen.

— Come here. — Hyunjae practically threw himself to the couch and waited for you to sit down beside him, but you sat down on the small table in front.

— Babe, you're pale...

— I talked with Mr. Jeong about the apartment. — And you were about to interrupt him, but he grabbed your hands. — Baby, I need you to listen to me and I'll understand if you don't want to talk to me ever again.

— You're scaring me. — He never called you "baby".

Hyunjae took a deep breath. — He told me he doesn't have a problem with our friends living here, in fact, he never had a problem with groups of friends in general. He just sets different rules

— And how did we end up in this situation? — Hyunjae felt you tense, he just cared your skin with his finger.

— Because him telling me only families lived here made me believe only families were allowed to live here.

You started to laugh, not in a sarcastic way, you were genuinely laughing at his dumbness.

— And what made you think I wouldn't talk to you anymore? — You said after finally being able to speak.

— I don't know. I guess I panicked.

You kissed him and straddled his legs. — And what will happens with us? — You said over his lips.

He gave you a chaste kiss before talking. — Mrs. Jeong mentioned there are smaller apartments, maybe we can check them out.

— But I like this apartment. — You said kissing his neck. His grip went from over your clothes to under it.

— Unless you want to have kids... this place is too big for us.

— That doesn't sound like a bad idea.

Hyunjae almost lost control over his own body at your words. — Not yet...

And this could have continued further, but both of your stomachs interrupted, making both of you laugh.

— Not yet. — You said over his lips and stood up, grabbing Hyunjae's hand and taking him to the kitchen.

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[anti-romantico]

[snow storm] nct johnny

warnings: couch sex, drinking, jerking, overstimulation

words: 1983

Johnny and you were in the middle of the second movie of your weekly movie night when both got a notification about the current storm snow. "Avoiding going outside is highly recommend"

— Well, I guess you're trapped here. — You said, pausing the movie and looking at Johnny.

— Oh no, so unfortunate. — You laughed at his sarcastic tone. — Are any of the pajamas I've left clean?

— Yes, all of them actually. You have plenty to choose from. — Johnny nodded and played the movie back.

After the movie ended, you went to the bathroom while Johnny cleaned.

The moment you walked out of the bathroom, all the lights turned off.

— Perfect, I was ready for the next movie. — You whined, walking to the living room using the flashlight of your phone to guide you. 

You threw yourself to the couch and heard Johnny getting closer. — Do you have candles?

— Just the ones we used for your birthday. — You looked at him, he shrugged his shoulders and sat down on the floor in front of you.

— It's really early too. — He said, checking the hour on his phone. — We should save the battery of our phones just in case. There's no signal or wifi anyways. — You said, threshing your phone to the little table in front of Johnny.

He imitated you and laid back on the couch. — Now what?

— Do you want to get drunk? I have tequila, vodka and rum. — Johnny laughed and nodded.

After a few rounds of shots, Johnny suggested to play through or dare, but since you were getting drunk pretty fast, it became only asking nasty questions.

— God, did she really call you "daddy"? — You laughed, taking another shot of rum.

— And kept doing it after I told her to stop. I've never had my dick softening that fast before. — It was his turn to have a drink of vodka before asking. — What about you? What was your worst time having sex?

You tried to remember. — Oh, when this guy I met at a party kept moaning his ex's name. — You left the glass shot on the table. — I ignored it at first, he was really good, but I got tired and told him to fuck his ex if he missed her that much.

— What an asshole. — Johnny got up off the floor and moved your legs so he could finally sit down beside you. But you stretched them again over his. 

— Ok, time to talk about our bestest.

— Oh you know her, actually. My last fuck buddy. 

— But there has to be this one time you really loved.

— Are you sure you want me to describe it?

— I'm going to do the same, anyways. 

— Fine… Don't laugh, but there's this time we were so desperate to fuck that we did it in my car. — You bit your lip while looking at Johnny. — You?

— Remember the guy I told you that sent me a dick pic once? — Johnny nodded. — I actually answered after a week.

— Wait, you sent nudes?

— Just with him. Then I invited him over and…

— Oh god, don't tell me you fucked on this couch.

— That one. — You pointed at the armchair at the corner of the room that you never use.

— Was it comfortable?

— Very. We did it multiple times.

Johnny stayed silent while looking at the armchair for a minute before talking. — I dare you to show me your favorite position.

You arched a brow, still pretty drunk. Johnny and you always teased each other, and even made out once, but you never took it further even when, at least, you wanted to. 

— Fine, but you can't touch me.

Johnny pushed your legs and went to the armchair, sitting on it and waited for you. He looked different than the other guy, of course he was bigger and barely could have his legs spread.

You walked to him and turned around, sitting over his crotch. He took a deep breath and clenched the fabric of the armchair.

You laid back until your back was against his chest and turned your face, feeling his heart beat like crazy. — Your turn. — You whispered.

— You have to turn around for that. — Johnny whispered back, finally being able to touch you.

You straddled him and placed your hands on his shoulders, but he put them on the back of the armchair. — This way you can help yourself bounce on my cock. — He stroked the exposed skin and lifted the fabric of your pajama shorts, making you sigh. — And there's another one, you want me to show you?

You nodded and let him push you to the side, telling you to stay in that position. He placed himself behind you, rubbing his dick on your butt.

You pushed yourself back, meeting his hips. He grabbed your hips and started to slowly hump you. 

— Now you see why I like it? — Johnny asked, fastening his pace.

You moaned and nodded, grabbing one of your boobs over your shirt and squeezed it.

Johnny couldn't control himself anymore and pulled your shorts down, leaving you with your underwear. You turned your face when you felt his hands leave you and found him pulling his jeans down.

He humped you harder this time, making sure to brush his cock over your cunt. You met his hips midway and moaned, loving how good he was making you feel.

No words were exchanged, not even after you two cummed. He held you against him, preventing you to fall.

He finally let you go and went back to the couch, and before he could pull his jeans up, you straddled him again.

— I don't think I'm drunk enough. — Johnny said. His gaze followed you, watching you pour a shot of tequila for each.

— We weren't drunk the last time we made out. — You said, chugging the shot and waiting for him to do the same.

— Are we going to make out? — He took the shot and hugged with one arm so he could let the shot on the table without dropping you.

You hugged him from his shoulders and whined when his dick twitched under you. Both still only with your underwear.

— We can always blame the alcohol in case something else happens. — You whispered while playing with the hem of his shirt.

— And what else can happen here? Because not even 5 minutes ago I cummed in my boxers by just humping you, I would be more than pleased if we do it again. 

— Only humping? 

— Unless you have a condom I can use. — You cursed under your breath, you didn't remember.

You got up and ran to your room, Johnny laughed and patiently waited. You looked so excited when you ran back to him with three condoms in your hand.

— Are these enough? — You got back to your place and put the condoms beside his legs.

— We'll see… — Johnny pulled you and kissed you hard, immediately attacking your mouth with his tongue.

Your hips started to hump his cock again, causing both of you to curse over each other's mouths. You felt wet again and sucked on Johnny's lower lip before humping him faster.

But Johnny couldn't wait any longer, he ripped one of the condoms and pushed you to finally free his cock, the tip was red and glistening with precum. You loved the way the condom rolled down his long cock, aching for him to be inside you. You hovered over him and moved your panties to the side.

Johnny guided the tip to your entrance and let you sink down at your own pace.

He was long and a little bit thick. You moaned when he bottomed you out. His hand traveled to your neck and kissed you.

— Wait… — You said when he tried to thrust into you. It was a little bit too much for you.

Johnny tried again, this time slowly. 

But peace didn't rule for long, when you finally got used to his size, you were jumping on him, obsessing over his cock fucking you deep. 

You took off your shirt and let Johnny play with your tits, his shirt also flying away. You were only in your underwear and he still had his boxers and jeans on, but none of you seemed to care.

You felt your thighs cramp, and suddenly stopped. Johnny put you down on the couch and fully undressed, but left your underwear on. He went back into you and showed nor mercy, his hips started to ram against you, making you moan really loud.

Your finger dug deep in his arms beside your head, you weren't in control over your body anymore, it was him and just him.

But Johnny's sanity wasn't any better than yours; his sight was blurry, his mouth was dry, he was going to cum at any second. And so did you.

Your fingers were toying with your clit, prolonging your orgasm and waiting for him to fill the condom. 

Johnny pulled out and removed the condom, tying it and placing it over a napkin. He sat down and pulled you with him, making you straddle him again. 

Your eyes went immediately to his cock. — Are you still drunk? — You asked, your eyes not leaving his dick.

— After that, I doubt it.

— We didn't do my favorite position. — You said, stroking him.

Johnny hissed, still sensitive. — Right, how selfish of me. — With his head laid back, he let you spit on your hand to help you jerking him.

You were able to feel how he was getting harder and harder with your help. He then removed your hand and jerked himself, you gave him another condom and waited for him to put it on. 

Once he was ready, you turned around and helped him line himself, and you wished you would've gone slower, cause you practically sank down, whimpering.

— Shit… — Johnny cursed when you tighten around him.

You laid your back against  his chest, sighing with the new angle. Johnny pulled your legs and positioned them on the couch.

You were so done.

Before you could fully hold yourself, his hips rammed up against your cunt, earning the loudest moans you’ve ever made.

His lips were on your neck, not long after he started to leave marks. His fingers were pinching your nipples and you were a moaning sweaty mess. 

The fast pace he had made his dick slipped out of you, making you whine. He re-inserted himself and continued to abuse your poor hole. 

— You feel so good, John… — Your fingers went to your clit, but he pushed away.

— Let me do it.

It was overwhelming; his balls hitting with every thrust, one hand on your nipples and the other on your clit. 

— Johnny… — You couldn't properly finish the sentence, he was all over you and you loved it.

— Are you going to cum? 

You just nodded, reaching your hand to his hair and pulled it, scratching his neck in the process.

Johnny didn’t give you time to recover when you finally cum, and you tried to pull yourself away from him, but his strong arms around you stopped you.

— It’s too much. — You whined, digging your nails on the skin of his arm. 

— Give me another one, love.

You shook your head, you were practically crying. But your body just gave up. It started to feel too hot for your liking, being in your own body burned like shit.

When Johnny finally stopped, you felt his fingers cleaning the tears from your cheeks.

— Are you ok? — You heard his voice too far, like an echo.

— That was so good. — You earned a chuckle from him. 

— Go get cleaned up, I’ll take care of the couch.

It was when it hit you. His thighs, and yours too, were too sticky. And not to mention the state of the poor couch. 

— God… We should do this more often, don’t you think?

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[work trip] the boyz sangyeon

warnings: slow-burn, use of the word "daddy" idk if I should apologize for this one lmao, oral (f receiving), protected sex (I earned a cookie for this), hint of a second round

words: 3571

Working as an assistant wasn’t in your plans when you graduated, but as long as you could pay your bills with the salary without having to get another job, you were more than happy.

And it wasn’t like your boss was terrible or a creep. He was young, didn’t have kids, but always liked to spoil his friend’s, it was like his favorite hobby. 

You arrived at your desk 15 minutes before your usual time this morning. You didn’t know your driver was in such a rush, but you preferred to not ask and let him drive while you hold on for dear life.

— You’re early. — Your boss said, walking out of his office.

— My driver must have had something important to do after dropping me off. — You answered. — Good morning, Mr. Lee. — You bowed your head a little.

He softly smiled. — Good morning. Did you receive my email?

— Yes, you wanted to talk to me. — You confirmed.

And even though it wasn’t a question, Sangyeon nodded. — It was going to be later, but considering you still have 10 more minutes of freedom and that I’ll leave earlier. Come to my office, please.

You felt cold sweat all over your body. Did you mention he made you insanely nervous? And you knew the thoughts you sometimes had about him would be firing you in a second. 

You sat down on the chair in front of his desk and waited for him to talk. Sangyeon took off his blazer and rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, and sat down on his own chair.

— Do you want water? — He suddenly asked. And you didn’t know if it was the nervousness, but you sensed a hint of mockery in his tone.

— No, thank you, Mr. Lee. — You said, looking away.

You heard him scoff. — Well, I wanted to talk to you because we received an invitation to an investors meeting in Gangmun. And although it will only be 3 meetings, it’s going to be a whole week. You can pack some swimsuits if you want. We are leaving on Friday.

And Friday arrived too fast for your liking. The organizers of this trip made sure his future investors traveled comfortably because your seats were first class and the hotel was 5 stars. 

Your room and Sanyeon’s were next to each other, and while you were unpacking, someone knocked on your door.

— Hi, I just got a call. Our first meeting is tomorrow morning, so that means you have the whole day free. — You nodded. — Oh. These were in my room, to let the hotel staff know you’re here as part of the trip. Pretty sure you’ll have courtesies. — Sangyeon grabbed your left arm and put on the white plastic bracelet. — And you have only one more replacement, so be careful. — He let it go.

— Thanks. So am I free to do anything today? — You asked, already making plans.

— I mean, yes, just don’t go to sleep late, the meeting is at 11am, right after breakfast. — You giggled, he was using the same tone he used with his friend’s kids.

— Right, thank you, Mr. Lee. — You smiled and waited for him to leave.

The next morning, you got up and took a bath. You were getting dressed when you released how hungry you were. You were almost ready when Sangyeon knocked on your door. 

— Slept well? — Was the first thing he asked when you opened your door.

— Yes, thank you, Mr. Lee. You too? — You asked, closing your door, making sure it was locked. 

— You can say that. I always have a difficult time sleeping the first night outside my home.

— That happened to me once, I just asked for more pillows. — You said. He called the elevator and nodded.

Breakfast was quiet. The restaurant was full of businessmen, and some even looked at both of you from time to time. None of them came accompanied by their assistant? You wanted to ask Sanyeon about it, but he was too immersed in his phone.

— Aren't you going to order, Mr. Lee? — You took him out of his thoughts.

— I only ordered a coffee, [Y/N], I'm not that hungry. — Sangyeon put away his phone and gave you his whole attention.

After his coffee and your fruit salad arrived, you casually talked about your plans for the next day. Not noticing everyone's eyes were on you two.

Not even in the meeting room you noticed the businessmen gossiping around, you just assumed they were talking about, well, business. 

The next day finally arrived, and room service was like your alarm to get off the bed. 

"Courtesy from the house" the bellman said. 

You sent Sangyeon a message to tell him you were having your breakfast in your room and that it would be ok for him to join, but he rejected the offer saying he was already having breakfast with some colleague at the restaurant. 

After finishing, you grabbed one of the bikinis you packed and got ready to enjoy the pool.

— Hi! — A voice called your attention when you were looking for your sunglasses.

A guy with black hair and tattoos was right in front of you. 

— Hi.

— I wasn't sure if you were the lady from the meeting room. I'm Kevin.

— [Y/N]. — You gazed over him, watching him sit down on the chair beside yours. — Are you an investor?

— I'm one of the organizers, actually. — You slightly panicked. — I wanted to talk to you yesterday, but you didn't seem to have a moment away from Mr. Lee.

— Yeah, he often forgets small but important details and I have to remind him.

— Oh, so you're his assistant? — Kevin sounded genuinely surprised.

— I am, is there a problem?

— No, I think it's smart of him to bring his assistant. Most of these men think they know everything and often humiliate themselves. 

— Tell me about it, in all the work trips I've been since I started to work for Mr. Lee, at least one man interrupts the head of the investors and ends up being kicked out of the meeting. 

— Oh I've seen it happen, it's really funny. Anyways, didn't mean to interrupt your free day, but let me take you for a drink or two. How about your next free day?

— The day after tomorrow? 

— Sure, I know those meetings can be exhausting, can't imagine how tired you end up. So, is it ok for you?

— Yeah, let me know the time.

You watched Kevin leave and finally got into the pool when he was out of your sight.

And he was right about the meetings. Businessmen always liked to show off their intelligence, thinking they knew more than the rest. Sangyeon would look at you from time to time, to make sure you weren't too tired.

— I can excuse you if you want to leave. — He whispered in your ear. You swallowed hard.

— And miss this? No way. — You whispered back, making him giggle. 

Your eyes then were caught by Kevin's, he was giving you a teasing look that left you feeling uneasy.

The next night, you dressed casually and went to the bar of the hotel. On your way to the elevator, you met Sangyeon and the colleague he had breakfast with the other day.

— Going somewhere special? — Sangyeon arched his brow when he saw how well dressed you were.

— Yeah, going to the bar, a friend invited me. — You didn't exactly want to tell him that one of the organizers invited you.

— That's great, have a good time, just don't forget…

— We have the last meeting tomorrow, I know. I won't come back late. — Sangyeon smiled and let you go. 

— How long have you been working with Mr. Lee. — Kevin asked, already three drinks in.

You sighed. — Two years, but I started in the archive until he realized I was acting like his assistant so he decided to hire me as such.

— Nice, starting from the bottom… — You laughed and nodded. — I'm going to say this before I get too drunk. I'm sorry if I make you uncomfortable.

— Why would you?

— Just me and my thoughts. They like to assume things. — You finished your drink and waited for him to talk. — I just thought you were either the wife or the affair. 

And fortunately you already swallowed your drink before he said those words because you would've choked. 

— Why would you think that?

—  I mean, he brought you. Investors usually come alone.

— What do you mean?

— We only sent one invitation. Not saying he has done it in the past, everyone does things differently, but in this case, we only invited him and he asked for permission to bring someone, all expenses on him, of course. 

You couldn't believe him. What if this wasn't the first time? 

After getting another drink and changing topics, you two decided it was time to go back and sleep. You were still talking in the elevator when it reached Kevin's floor. He said goodnight and left, leaving you with your thoughts. 

Once you got to your floor, you calmly walked to your door, but a voice in your head convinced you it was a good time for answers. 

You knocked Sangyeon's door and waited, getting no answer. You knocked again, impatiently.

— [Y/N], it’s late, what’s wrong? — Sangyeon finally opened his door.

— Why did you bring me?

— What?

— You’re paying for my room and my “courtesies”, you thought I wouldn’t know? 

Sangyeon moved to let you in his room. You walked in and waited beside him.

— What’s so wrong about it? — He said after closing his door.

— You lied to me! You told me I was also invited and that the organizers were paying for my food and such. I work for you, why would you do this?

— Ok, let’s get this straight. You don’t work for me, you work with me. Without you I would forget half of the stuff I have to do during the day, I needed you here.

— Are you sure about that? Was paying for such an expensive hotel room necessary?

— Yes. — You closed your mouth surprised.

— Wow, this is beyond unprofessional, Sangyeon. 

— I’m sorry for making you uncomfortable, but ever since you started working in the company you haven’t had proper vacations.

— How about you hire someone else and I find somewhere else to work? — You asked. You tried to open the door, but Sangyeon had his whole weight on his arms, stopping you. 

— Are you seriously quitting right now? 

You didn’t turn around. — No, unlike you, I’m a professional. I’ll finish this trip, enjoy my last days here. You’ll have my resignation letter on your desk by Monday. 

He sighed and let you go. He couldn’t sleep that night.

The next morning, you sent him a message saying you'll have your breakfast in your room, so he could go to the restaurant without you. And Sangyeon thought you’d also miss the meeting, but you were waiting for him outside the meeting room.

— It’s not necessary, [Y/N], I'm pretty sure this meeting will be a recap of the other two. — Sangyeon said in a lower voice, not wanting the other businessmen to hear him.

You sighed. — Ms. Kim only invited the investors she was truly interested in working with. 

Sangyeon bit his lower lip fighting the urge to laugh. — I told you I needed you here. 

— Meeting is about to start, Mr. Lee. — You said, ignoring the butterflies in your stomach when you heard those words.

After the meeting, you waited for him to finish talk with Ms. Kim. You got distracted with the beautiful view the meeting room had. Sangyeon called your name after some minutes and you followed him, saying goodbye to Ms. Kim.

— Well, — Sangyeon and you stopped at your door. — Our flight is on Sunday.

— I know. See you then. — You opened your door and looked at him.

— I really hope you reconsider what you said last night. I promise this won’t happen again. 

— See you on Sunday, Mr. Lee. 

You were in the pool enjoying the warm water. The businessmen were already leaving. You noticed when Kevin was checking out. “I just thought you were either the wife or the affair” his words made echo in your head. God, who else thought that about you. He looked in your direction and waved goodbye. You smiled and waved back.

— May I? — Sangyeon’s voice made you turn around.

You shrugged and kept swimming, ignoring that he took off his shirt. After 5 minutes of complete silence, you sat on the edge of the pool and turned your head to talk to him.

— Was this the first time you did it? — You asked.

— What? Paying for a whole hotel room, first class flights, food and all-access bracelets for you? — He answered in a sarcastic tone. 

— And you still want me to work for you? — You turned your body this time.

— Of course. I know I should’ve told you, but would you have agreed to go all those times knowing I was paying for you? — You stayed silent. — Listen, if you decide to still work with me — Sanyeon made emphasis on the “with”. — I’ll still pay for you, you already do half of my job, just take it as a way to thank you. 

You got up and walked to the chair where your towel was. — Did you know some of those businessmen thought I was your wife or even your mistress? And I’m sure it’s not the first time people think that.

— I don’t know why people would think that, [Y/N], we don’t behave like a couple at all. Also, if it’s not true, why are you so worried? 

You stopped your tracks and turned around. — You don’t get it, do you? It has nothing to do with how we act, it’s you paying every single penny for me on these business trips that I shouldn't even be on. 

— Like I said, I’ll still pay for you if you decide to stay on the boat, and it’ll be the same with the next assistant. — Sangyeon got up and walked to you.

— Then I still stand by my decision to give you my resignation letter on Monday. — He was so close you could feel his breath. 

— We make such an amazing team, you have a good salary, I pay for your vacations. I don’t think you’ll be able to find another job like this one.

— Am I your assistant or your sugar baby, Sangyeon?

— I don't know, which one do you want to be?

— You're not implying that…

— It's your decision, pretty.

You didn't care how you looked, you were tired of fighting your inner you to look like a big girl for once. — Do you want me to be only your sugar baby? 

And Sangyeon loved the change of aura. — How about we have this very important conversation in my room. 

If walls could talk, you were sure Sangyeon's room would gasp before such a scene.

You were under him, hungrily kissing, both of your hands were held over your head with one hand of his while his free hand was exploring every inch of your naked skin, sending shivers from your spine to your cunt.

— Is here where you want me, pretty? — He asked in your ear, running his middle and index fingers over your clothed pussy. — Would you allow me to taste you?

— Please… I… 

Sangyeon let your arms go and got down on you, pulling down your bikini bottom. — Tell me if you want me to stop.

He started to lick, as if he was testing the waters. When you didn't show any type of discomfort, he continued by opening your folds with his fingers and finally giving your wet pussy a hard lick that made you moan really loud.

And he didn't give you a moment to breathe, he was sucking on your clit and toying with it with his tongue.

— Fuck… Daddy… please… — You sighed, pulling his hair.

— Are you close, pretty? — He said against your cunt.

You nodded and grabbed the pillows that were beside you before grabbing his face and pulling him to you. — Do you have condoms? 

Sangyeon kept fingering you. — I'm so glad they didn't go to waste this time. 

You giggled when you saw him rush to his backpack and take two metallic envelopes.

And you thought you were finally going to see his dick when he got back to the bed, but before you could say a word, he was back on your pussy, spreading your legs open to finish the job. You had to push him when he kept eating you out after you had your orgasm. 

— Do you remember how you just called me? — Sangyeon asked, taking out one of the condoms and rolling it down on his hard cock. 

— I don't think so. — You playfully said, sighing when you felt his tip against your entrance. 

— Make some memory because I want to hear it more often. 

The whole room was filled with moans, grunts and wet sounds. Your arms were back over your head while your tongues were fighting. You threw your head back with another loud moan when he brushed the spot.

— Right there, daddy. — You whined, hugging his hips with your legs. 

Sangyeon's hips took control and kept ramming against you, making the bed squeak.

Your juices were dripping to the bed, letting you know you were close. — Daddy… — You couldn't finish your sentence, you felt your whole body burning. Sangyeon kissed you and massaged your clit, receiving all your moans in his mouth. 

— Give it to me, pretty. Cum for me. — His grip on your wrists was deadly, there will be marks the next morning. 

You felt how you teared your throat with how loud you moaned while cumming. Sangyeon cummed right after with how tight your pussy was squeezing him.

After five minutes of cleaning yourselves, you went to the bathroom to pee while he was looking for something for you to wear.

— Do you know my room is next to yours, right? — You said, sitting down on his bed.

— Do you promise you'll come back? — He grabbed you by the chain and made you look up.

— Why wouldn't I come back? — Sangyeon gave you a sweet kiss and let you go, getting in the bathroom.

You went to your room to change clothes and pack all your things, leaving everything ready for the next morning. 

Once you were in your pajamas, you went to Sangyeon's room. He was already laying down waiting for you.

— Are you hungry? — He asked. He was now wearing sweatpants, but didn't bother to wear a shirt. And the slight tent under the pants gave you a hint that he also didn't have underwear on. 

— Kind of. — You crawled through the bed to him and straddled him.

— Do you want me to order something? — His hand shamelessly massaged your butt.

— I think we have a conversation pending, Mr. Lee. — You said before kissing his neck.

— Are you sure you want to have that conversation like this? Fuck… — You licked his neck all the way to his ear. — I don't want you to be my sugar baby, [Y/N]. — You stopped, but didn't move. — I want to start a romantic relationship with you. 

Your soul came back to your body, made you laugh. You hit him on his chest. — Is it too hard to ask me to be your girlfriend? 

Sangyeon pulled you to kiss you. — And about the job… 

— You already know my position on that. — You answered, intertwining your fingers with his.

— You said it yourself. You're a professional, but if you consider you can't separate our relationship at work, then I'll respect your decision.

— What about the rest of the workers?

— I'm the one signing the checks, pretty, if they want to doubt on the position you are in, then they can have a word with me.

The next morning, you turned off your alarm and stretched your body without opening your eyes. You giggled when you felt Sangyeon's lips on the skin of your back.

— Morning, pretty. — His raspy and deep voice made you clench around nothing.

You turned your body and kissed him. — Morning, handsome. 

— Call me cheesy, but it's my first night here sleeping the whole night. — Sangyeon kissed you again, pulling one of your legs over his waist.

You felt his morning wood and bit his lower lip, making him groan. — Do you have any plans for today? — You said over his lips.

— Enjoying this really comfortable bed with my girlfriend. — His hips buckled up, brushing his erection on your stomach. — And I was thinking of rescheduling our flight and staying a few more days.

Your hand traveled inside of his pajama pants and started massaging him. — That sounds lovely, but I don't think we have enough condoms for that.

— I can still order more. — His fingers pulled down your shorts and underwear before reaching for the condom that he left over the nightstand last night. 

You helped him with it and guided him to your entrance, feeling a pinch of pain for the lack of preparation. 

— How long do you want to stay? — Sangyeon asked over your lips, thrusting into you.

— How about you make me cum and then we can talk about anything you want? — Your finger dug in his back, leaving marks.

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[distraction] ateez seonghwa

warnings: protected sex (yay), almost getting caught, oral (m receiving), cum swallowing

words: 971

Night shift wasn't exactly your dream job, neither was checking security cameras from 10pm to 7am. But at least your co-worker made the shift less boring.

His grunts resonated through the empty room. Seonghwa had his hands on your hair, controlling the pace you were sucking his cock. 

— Are you gonna swallow my cum, baby? — His raspy voice made you moan around him. — Back. — You obeyed his words, watching him get up from his seat and grab your head. 

It wasn't the first time he fucked your mouth, and you hope it wasn't the last one. Your throat used to the feeling, gag reflex more than controlled by now. 

Seonghwa threw his head back and shot his cum down your throat. You loved the taste, but every time you tried to suck more of it, Seonghwa would give you a hard pull to keep you away. Just like right now.

You stood up and turned around, getting shivers when you heard him open a condom. 

Without saying a word, Seonghwa started to fuck you senseless, gripping the skin of your hips creating new bruises. You were holding the control table for dear life, trying really hard to not push any button. 

— Looks like someone's coming. — You heard him say, but his fingers on your clit made you forget it instantly. None of you were careful of the sounds you made, this time not being the exception.

Your head snapped when someone knocked on the door. For safety reasons, it had to be locked the whole night.

— Shit… — Seonghwa pulled out and started to get dressed. You grabbed your clothes and ran to the small bathroom you two had in there.

Seonghwa opened the door when he made sure the room didn't have any sign of the recent events. — Mingi, I thought you weren't working tonight.

You heard Seonghwa's voice from the other side of the door. You cursed under your breath. Mingi was your other co-worker, but only on the weekends, it was tuesday.

— I won't come for the weekend, I'm covering these three days. I was checking the place before coming. — Mingi entered the room and sat down on the chair where you were previously sucking the life out of Seonghwa. — Where's [Y/N]?

You got out of the bathroom, looking normal, but deep inside you wanted to murder Mingi for ruining your orgasm. — Mingi, hi! 

Mingi stood up and hugged you. — Hope you don't mind my company tonight. — He said while sitting back down.

— Of course not, we were about to have our lunch break. — You answered, taking out of the locker two small bags with food.

— Oh, I forgot my lunch bag in the car. Be right back. — Mingi ran out of the room and Seonghwa went beside him and locked the door and then sat down on the couch. You pulled your jeans down and threw them beside him. 

— How many condoms did you bring? — You asked, watching him remove the one he was using before Mingi interrupted and wearing a new one.

— Stop asking stupid questions and ride me or he's going to interrupt us again. — Seonghwa was already out of breath, pulling you from your hand.

You sank down on his cock and ignored the pain when you started to rock your hips up and down without letting yourself adjust. Seonghwa pulled you to kiss you and gave you a hard spank, making you moan in his mouth.

Seonghwa's phone rang, and you were about to stop. — Fuck no, don't stop. Just don't make a sound. — Seonghwa answered the call.

— Bro, I'm going to the convenience store for a drink, do you guys want something?

You could hear him, almost making you feel guilty for riding Seonghwa while he was talking to him. Offering drinks 

— Yeah, how about iced coffees and cookies for dessert? — Seonghwa tried his best to sound normal.

— Sounds good, does she want something else?

Seonghwa made a pause, as if he was asking you. — She says she's ok, just the coffee. 

— Perfect. Don't miss me. — Mingi hung up.

— Take your time, princess.

You slowed down your pace and kissed him again, this time in a more romantic way; sucking each other's tongues and biting your lips.

You finally felt your orgasm coming back and grabbed Seonghwa's hand. He understood and started to massage your clit. With his free hand, he was pinching one nipple and biting the other one.

All those sensations sent you to heaven and back, coming undone over Seonghwa. 

You didn't stop, though. Seonghwa grabbed your hips and moved them back and forth to help him cum, your juices spilling out to the couch. 

After cumming in the condom, Seonghwa pulled out and went to the bathroom to wrap both condoms in paper and threw them to the trash can. You were all dressed and cleaning the couch before Mingi's return. 

You felt Seonghwa hugging you from behind. — We're going to be alone the whole weekend.

You giggled and turned around in his arms, kissing him passionately.

Mingi knocked on the door and you went to open it. Thanking him for the drinks.

Seonghwa excused himself and went to the bathroom. Leaving Mingi and you alone checking the cameras. 

— Anything interesting? — Mingi sat on your chair and looked back at you.

— Nah, boring night — You sat on the other chair. Seonghwa got out of the bathroom and went to the couch, opening a pack of cookies. 

— Really? — You slightly panicked at his tone. — So you didn't notice a group of teenagers pranking one of their friends and locking him in one of the dumpsters? 

Fuck. Double fuck. Seonghwa almost choked when Mingi looked at him.

— Look, I'm not snitching on whatever you two do here, but always check the recordings, the guy was crying when I came back.

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[anti-romantico]

[difficult] ateez san

warnings: oral (m receiving), unprotected sex, creampie, strangers to idk, one night stand (?)

words: 1689

You weren't exactly waiting for someone, you just liked to go to the bar and drink alone, but you didn't mind if someone made you company. Of course, you were selective, if they were too creepy or not attractive (for you) you would ditch them.

But this handsome guy got his eyes on you, not caring you noticed. He had black hair, small eyes and broad shoulders. You smiled at him, letting him know it was ok to get close. But he took his sweet time, as if he was teasing you. You liked him. 

And almost as if he was reading your mind, he walked to you when you were about to leave. 

— It only took you 20 minutes, handsome. — You said, side-eyeing him.

— I like to take my sweet time. — You finally heard his voice. — My apologies, I'm San.

But you never gave them your name, they didn't need it. — I would say "my pleasure", but I'm afraid I'm already leaving. — You tried to push him with your hand. His chest was hard under your touch.

— I thought we were on the same page. — He said, holding your hand, keeping it on his chest and taking a small step to get closer. You chuckled, you were the one who is supposed to play with them, not the other way around. — Is there anything I can do to change your mind?

You turned your head, not finding the bartender to ask for the bill and finding an excuse to run. There was something in him that intimidated you, in a good way, but you didn't like that.

You suddenly felt his lips on your ear. — I don't like you not paying attention to me. — You bit your lower lip and looked back at him.

— I don't think you know what you got yourself into. 

One of his legs sneaked in between yours and his free hand grabbed you by the chin. — I can say the same thing, and I would be more than happy to show you. Right here.

You didn't like the public, you would cringe just by the thought of people watching. But the bar was almost empty, and the people there were too drunk to even care. — We're not on the same page, then… San. 

He smirked, and it looked like he was going to say something, but the bartender finally appeared. 

You paid for your drinks and San for his before letting him guide you to his car. It was risky going to a stranger's place for a hook up? Yes, but it wasn't the first time. 

And for a guy that lived alone, his house was clean. No dirty laundry thrown around, no dishes in different parts of the house. You were surprised how clean he was. 

— Like it? 

— You can't imagine how many guys can live with the smell of expired snacks and cheap soap. 

— Well, at least I know I won't be part of that list. — San took off his jacket and got close to you. Your eyes were imerse on his chest. 

— Where's your room? — You looked around. There weren't that many doors.

— That's a different level, baby. I don't see why you can be in my room if you won't even tell me your name.

— Ok. I don't mind the couch. — You walked towards the dark blue couch in his living room and sat down. 

— There's no way I'm winning tonight, uh? 

— You should've known since I waited for you to get close. — You started to get impatient, but you didn't beg. 

San walked to you and grabbed your chin, making you look up. You immediately unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down with his underwear.

— After we're done, I want to know your name. — But you didn't answer, already thinking of a way to leave before he could ask again.

You started by inserting his cock head into your mouth and gave it a little suction, making him throw his head back and brush your hair back with his fingers. You enjoyed his reaction a little too much, so without a warning, you then went real fast and as deep as you could for a couple of minutes, loving the way he growled. Your hand was massaging his balls, earning a hard pull on your hair. You then went back to the head and gave it another hard suck. At this point the grip on your hair was burning on your scalp, but you didn’t care. You licked his length all the way to his balls and back a few more times before going back and putting his cock back in your mouth and bobbing your head at a fast pace. your mouth started to suck hard. He was fighting the urge to buck his hips, he didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable. Your eyes rolled back when he finally cummed in your mouth, it tasted really good. He pulled you from your hair when you didn't stop sucking him.

Your chin and neck were covered in drool, but he didn't care, he bent down so he could kiss you. You gave his tongue a hard suck before standing up and making him take your place. He admired you while you got undressed. He also finished taking off his under garments and started to open his shirt, but you stopped him.

It felt like opening a gift you've been waiting for so long. He had such an amazing body.

— Can I leave marks? — You asked, and he almost laughed.

— Only if we're going to meet again. — And in other circumstances you would've run, but you knew you couldn't miss this opportunity.

You got on top of him while kissing his neck and were so tempted to leave at least one hickey on his chest.

He was thick, and you hated yourself for a moment for not telling him to finger you. Maybe next time.

You moaned and looked at him, but he had his eyes closed, trying to not lose his mind. Your fingers on his chest made him focus on you.

— Are you going to show me what I got myself into? — You asked.

With his help, you were bouncing on him, grabbing the back of his neck for support. You never cared about being loud, and he seemed to enjoy it. San would whimper from now and then, squeezing your butt cheeks and letting them go.

You felt his lips on your right nipple up to your neck. You looked down and kissed him. Moaning in each other's mouths.

— Lay down. — San said over your mouth. 

The pillows were so soft, you moaned when your back touched them. San smiled before inserting himself into you again.

Your fingers felt his abs and traveled to his back until they arrived on his shoulders. A specific hard thrust made you moan, and you didn't realize, but you dug your nails in a little. He didn't stop thrusting, knowing perfectly what he was doing.

— Only if we're going to meet again, baby. — San whispered in your ear.

— You're doing it on purpose. — Another moan interrupted you, not letting you insult him. 

He grabbed your hands with one of his and locked them over your chest, squeezing in your boobs. If only you could slap the smirk off of his face.

The house was hot. You two were sweating. San finally let your hands go and you immediately grabbed his neck to kiss him.

— Where can I cum? — He asked, brushing the hair on your face. 

— Don't pull out. — You barely said. 

— What? — San was confused. You locked your legs around his waist and kissed him again.

And he would ask, but the burning feeling of your nails scratching the skin of his back sent him to extasis, cumming inside you. 

After a couple of minutes, San checked you, thinking you fell asleep, but was glad to find you awake. — Are you ok?

— Can I use your bathroom? — He loved the way your voice came out. He slowly pulled out, making both of you sigh.

— Down the hallway, last door. I'll get you clothes. — He got up and walked to his room, letting the door open. 

After getting yourself clean, you peaked your head out of the door. — San? 

— Here. — He got out of his room with only pajama pants and some big shirt for you.

— Thanks. — You grabbed it and put it on.

His room wasn't messy, but it wasn't exactly clean. — This is why I didn't let you in. It wasn't in my plans to bring someone. 

— You know I can call a taxi and leave.

— Don't you dare. — San grabbed you by the neck and kissed you hard. — I'll drive you tomorrow, now sleep.

— Oh, don't tell me you're going to sleep on the couch. — You laughed. He had to be joking.

He stopped his tracks and turned around. — Good night, baby. 

You rolled your eyes when he closed the door. You looked at the bed and felt bad. It looked so comfortable. The room wasn't as messy as before and you mentally thanked him for cleaning.

It was late, but you didn't know exactly the hour. Your phone was in your jeans. God, but that meant to leave the bed. The door opened and you slightly raised your head.

— Morning, beautiful. — San got in his room and walked to the bed. You moved so he could lay with you, but he only sat down.

— What time is it?

— Passed midday. I already went for a run and came back. — He finally moved the blanket and lay down with you. — Are you hungry?

— Not really, I'm still tired, I don't know how you can have energy after last night. — You laid your head on his chest. 

— I needed to distract myself from the beautiful nameless naked girl sleeping on my bed.

— Did it work? — You got your legs on each side of his body. His hands railed up his shirt on you, so he could massage your butt.

— Now who has energy after last night? — San laughed, grabbing the back of your face and kissing you. 

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[anti-romantico]

[too complicated] stray kids bangchan

warnings: unprotected sex (tomatoes tomatoes tomatoes), kitchen sex, oral (f recieving), cum swallowing, teasing, tension, let me know if i missed something

words: 1464

A/N: I've been trying to write for bangchan for a while now, not likig anything, but my friend recommended me this scenario and i love it! so i hope you guys also like it <3

You two were tipsy, not drunk. You knew what was happening, so did he. But god, his tongue fighting against yours, his hands not being able to control themselves. But both mentally thanked Jisung when he called you because no one in the party seemed to know where you were. He didn’t see anything, though, and at least you wished he did, because you needed someone to talk to. A best friend? Well, that was the funny part, Chris was your best friend, and he has been avoiding you since the kiss. And the best (worst) part was that you lived together, so it was really hard for you to forget what happened when the whole place smelled like him.

9 in the morning and you were done with your breakfast. It was Saturday so none of you needed to be anywhere, but you still looked at his door, ready to scold him for being late. And maybe you stared too hard because his door opened, showing a very tired Chris. He froze when he found you already looking, but he didn’t say anything, not even a good morning. He just walked around you to the kitchen counter and grabbed a bowl and his box of cereal.

— Are you seriously going to ignore me? Not even pretend? — You asked annoyed, turning your body to look at him. Or his back at least.

— Don’t know what you’re talking about. — He caressly said, walking to the fridge to grab the milk.

— Oh, suddenly you’re 15 again? — And Chris tried his best to now turn around, he just shrugged his shoulders. — You know what, fine. Enjoy your cereal.

He let you throw everything back to their place and slam your door. It was when he finally turned around and looked at your, now empty, seat. He didn’t know what to do.

You both successfully avoided each other for the rest of the day, literally waiting for the other’s door to get closed to go out and eat. It wasn’t until the next morning you met again, this time he was the one having his breakfast when you got out of your room.

You debeated yourself if you should be as childish as him and ignore him, but you were better than that. — Good morning. — You said in a robotic voice. He didn’t answer. You rolled your eyes and, shamelessly, imitated what he did yesterday. —  Did you sleep well? — You said, making your coffee. 

Chris was confused, and he even turned around, only to find your back facing him. — Uh… Kind of. — He answered, knowing what you were doing.

— Why? Hard night? — You poured the hot water on your cup and grabbed the granulated coffee.

— You can say that… Listen, I’m sorry for yesterday, I…

— What happened yesterday? I don’t remember. — He bit his tongue, hating that you interrupted him. You knew that.

— I was an asshole. — And contrary to what anyone could think, he knew when he was wrong and wasn’t scared to admit it.

— Really? Why? — You turned around and found him already standing up and walking to you.

— Please don’t do this… I know I did it, but that doesn’t mean you have to. — He kept his distance, still having flashbacks of that night.

— Don’t know what you’re talking about. — He had enough. Chris took another two steps and removed the cup from your hands, putting it away.

— I don’t know what you want me to say. “I didn’t mean to”? I did. I kissed you and I don’t regret it.

— Then why did you ignore me AND avoided me for almost a week? 

— Because I’m a coward.

— Yeah, no shit, Christopher.

You two stayed silent for a couple of minutes, the coffee and soggy cereal long forgotten. 

— Now what? — You asked, crossing your arms over your chest.

— I wish I knew… — He looked away.

— Why did you have to ignore me like that, then? You’re acting as if we fucked. — And you said those words. And you hated that you knew what his silence meant. — If you’re not going to answer, I'll walk to my room and pack my things. I don’t want this to be more complicated. 

— No! — He grabbed your arms to stop you, even though you didn’t even move. He slowly let you go, afraid you would leave. — Let’s… forget it, please. 

— It’s easy for you. — You answered, disappointed.

— It’s not, but I prefer that over losing my best friend.

— It’s easier than admitting there was something there? Maybe more? — You only use that tone of voice with the guys you flirted with, and Chris knew that.

— Please don’t do this to me. — His hands weren’t obeying his thought, caressing your hair.

— Don’t know what… — You repeated, but his finger around your neck stopped you.

— Stop saying that. — His voice turned deep, making you smirk.

— Or what?

— You know I’m holding back from fucking you over this counter, don’t push your luck. 

— It’s not like Jisung is going to interrupt us again, Chris. We’re alone.

Something in Chris’ head snapped, tightening the fingers around your neck to pull you and kiss you hard, making both of you moan. It felt like a big relief to finally kiss after ignoring each other for a week.

You were sucking on his tongue when you hand traveled down and got inside his pajama pants, immediately getting contact with his cock. He slept naked, the pajamas were only to not walk naked around you.

He hissed over your mouth. — Just like that, baby. Tighten a little. — The deep voice was gone, he was at your mercy, enjoying your skillful hand. — Use your other hand, please, grab my balls. Yes, like that, stroke me faster. — His hands pulled down his pants to give you more access and just let you stroke him. His moans were loud. You were so wet by his sounds. The feeling of his wet cock from his precum making everything a mess wasn’t helping either.

He didn’t last long, cumming on your hands and spilling a little on your pajama shirt. You licked his cum from your hands while staring at his eye, sending him to his knees. He pulled down your shorts and underwear, throwing them behind him. You spread your legs a little and let him lick the life out of you. 

Not only he was tongue fucking you, his finger were teasing your butthole just to add a little more of pleasure without making you uncomfortable. But he didn’t let you cum. You whined and pulled his hair, hearing him laugh.

He stood up and kissed you, making you taste yourself. His hands carried you from your butt, sitting you on the counter. And you were about to protest that you made food on it, when he thrusted in you with just one move. The feeling was different, the whole act felt different. Wet sounds filled the whole apartment, you two were too immerse in the fucking to even moan.

He was going slow, not wanting this to finish. Your eyes were on him until you couldn’t keep them open anymore. You threw your head back when the tip of his cock touched too deep. And the moan you let out was like an invitation for Chris to move faster.

The cereal boxes were digging into your back, but you didn’t want to switch positions, the angle was sending you into oblivion. He grabbed your neck again to kiss you. You weren’t complaining, it felt so good. He finally took off your shirt and attacked your nipples without stopping his hips.

You know your landlord was going to hear about this, but you would worry about that later. You felt like you ran out of hair, pulling Chris’ hair to let him know you were cumming. And this time, he helped you, massaging your clit with his middle finger until you finally cummed. 

He pulled out and started to stroke his cock fast. You pushed him back, got on your knees and replaced his hand with your mouth. It didn’t take him too long, the warm feeling of your mouth sending him to paradise and back. You swallowed him and got up to kiss him, this time making him taste himself. 

You kissed for a while until you felt his cock twitch against your stomach. You giggled.

— Does this mean you forgive me? — Chris innocently asked. 

— How can you act so cute after I just swallowed you cum?

— Don’t talk like that. — He kissed you again. — So?

— Maybe you need to apologize again. — You joked, brushing his hair back with your fingers.

He kissed you one more time and grabbed your legs, making you round his waist and carry you. — We have plenty of surfaces to fuck on, baby.

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[anti-romantico]

[untitled] nct jaehyun

warnings: public sex, unprotected sex (no cum inside but still), oral (m & f) dirty talk, car sex

A/N: well, i finished this faster than expected, but that meant I finished it before I could even think of s title so yeah lmao enjoy

words: 928

— You sure you don't want me to drive? — You asked your boyfriend, Jaehyun, when you arrived at a motel.

— It's late and it's getting dark. I'll send my parents a text to let them know we'll arrive later than expected.

You two got out of the car and walked to the recepción of the motel. A middle-aged lady received you with a warm smile.

After she gave you your room and told you dinner time was 2 hours ago, she left you alone outside of the room so you could take your stuff out.

— It must be a famous motel for us to get such a remote room. — Jaehyun said while looking around. All rooms had cars outside and the lights were off.

— It's pretty cheap and the lady is nice. I'd come back. — You answered, hugging him.

Jaehyun looked down and smiled. You looked beautiful under the moonlight.

He gave you a slow kiss while pushing you against the car box.

— Babe, we have a whole room for us just right there. — You said while he was kissing your neck.

— Yeah, but you look so sexy under the moonlight. — His voice was deep, making you tighten your thighs.

— And there are plenty of people we don't even know if they're sleeping. — You tried to keep yourself sane.

But Jaehyun didn't answer, he carried you, sat you on the car box and opened your legs so he could fit in between them.

You could feel he was hard when he slightly rubbed himself against you.

— Is this one of your fantasies? — You asked, grabbing him by the neck and pulling him so he could be closer.

— Oh, so you remember? — He asked, unbuttoning your shorts.

— I honestly thought you were going to propose fuck in the middle of the road earlier, but this isn't a bad idea. — You also unbuttoned his jeans and massaged him over his boxers.

— We still have a long way to go, princess. 

You laughed and pushed him back so you could get on your knees. You pulled his undergarments down just enough for his cock to get free. He sighed and rubbed your cheek, silently telling you to hurry.

You put him in your mouth fully, making him pull your hair back before he could moan out loud. You fought the urge to laugh at his reaction and continued, this time slowly.

But before you could even get into the real action, he pulled your hair again and made you stand up.

— Was that funny? — He asked, bent you over the car box taking off your shorts. 

— You don't want me to answer. — You teased him. He went silent again, making you a little nervous.

And just like you did minutes earlier, he fucked you fully, but this time, you did moan out loud making you cover your mouth with your hand.

— Never play a game you've lost before, princess. Now keep that hand over your mouth.

With one hand, he was holding your underwear to the side so he could slam against you. The car was moving so much, making a squeaky sound, but not loud enough for people to check. You hoped. But he suddenly pulled off and made you bend over the car box, opening your legs and keep fucking you. At this point, you were biting your arm, trying to keep it low. 

— You must like this, you’re dripping down your legs, baby. — His low voice said, making you clench around him. — Turn around, I need to cum. 

You took a deep breath when he pulled out and turned around, finding your boyfriend jerking himself. — Do you need help?

— Sit on the car. — He got on his knees while you sat down and opened your legs.

His lips started their journey from your thighs to the inside of your cunt, teasing you. You leaned back on two hands and closed your eyes as his kiss sent shivers through your body. Pausing for only a moment, he finally gave a soft kiss over your wet slit and took your panties off. Impatiently, you lifted your hips against his mouth.

— Stop with the teasing, please. — You whined, making him smirk, trailing kisses all around you before finally allowing his tongue to enjoy your juices. 

You audibly groaned, placing your hand over your mouth, again. You then arched your back further, forcing your wet pussy up against his face as his tongue flickered and darted. 

You fully laid back on the car box and placed your free hand on the back of Jaehyun’s head to pull him closer. 

His forefinger spread your pussy lips so that he could lick your insides, making you bite the skin of the back of your hand. He then focused on the sensitive nub, his tongue darting across it quickly. His finger found its way into your tight little hole and plunged deep, causing you a sharp intake of breath as he sucked your clit.

— Fuck, babe! — You silently shouted and bucked up your hips. 

Jaehyun’s fingers fucked your pussy and his tongue worked your clit as you ground your hips against his face. 

Suddenly, your legs clamped on the sides of his head and your breathing halted for a second. Jaehyun grinned, continuing to finger you as he tasted your orgasm flood his mouth.

He straightened his back and jerked himself, making his dick touch your wet cunt. You sighed, but couldn’t say a thing, you just let him finish.

After a few seconds, you felt his cum on your lower belly and heard him groan. 

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[anti-romantico]

[she doesn't have to know] seventeen mingyu

warnings: best friend younger brother AU (title is a little misleading lol), age gap (reader is 5 years older), oral (f receiving), protected sex, i suck at writting fluff but i tried, let me know if i missed something

A/N: feel free to ignore this but there is a funny story regarding this fic lmao. originally, this was written for seventeen's vernon, but after finishing it I just stopped feeling it and left it on drafts until I knew what to do, then I posted it, but tumblr marked it was "mature" so I deleted it. then I changed it for txt soobin, and I was happy with it, but when I made the poll I wrote svt mingyu instead and didn't release until I proofread it lmao and since some people already voted for svt mingyu, i decided to change it.

Also, I'M REALLY SORRY. This was supposed to be posted yesterday but I was so tired after work I totaly forgot :( I'm sorry

luv u, moon

words: 2.5k

Vacations for yourself, that's what you needed. And even though you wanted Lia, your best friend, to go with you, she insisted you needed this. "I promise I won't burn down your house while you're away" she said with one hand over her heart. And you knew you could trust her, you just were terrified to travel alone.

The hotel was gorgeous, with a beautiful view of the beach. You rang the bell and waited for the receptionist.

— Good morning, what can I do for you? — The young lady said with a pretty smile. You gave her your name and waited for your key.

The room was definitely your favorite part, you deliberated if it would be better to stay there all week, but of course, you were there to explore. Yes, the bed looked too inviting to stay there your whole life, but the many restaurants you booked were calling you.

You sent a message to Lia to let her know you were at your room and that you missed her, and instead of answering, she called; like she always did.

— Hi, babe! — Her voice made you smile. — How was the flight?

— Pretty good, you know I always sleep to avoid feeling sick. — You sat down on the small sofa and looked through the window.

— Right. Oh, guess what? Mingyu is also there. Not sure if he's staying at the same hotel as you, but he sent me a photo.

— Oh really? I'll see if we can meet up for dinner. — You said. Mingyu and you weren't exactly close. You used to find him attractive, but he was your best friend's younger brother.

— I told him you were there and he said the same. — You both laughed knowing the dinner will never happen.

After talking for another hour while you unpacked and got ready for your first dinner alone, you said goodbye. You looked at yourself in the mirror and admired the blue dress Lia gave you exactly for this trip. It was comfortable and made you look really pretty.

The restaurant was close to the hotel, so you walked there with the help of google maps. Once you were seated, the waiter gave you the menu and told you you just needed to raise your hand when you were ready to order.

The food was on another level, and even made you afraid the food of the other places wouldn't be as good. Suddenly, the waiter let you know someone was trying to pay for you. You looked at him confused and he pointed at the entrance where you found Mingyu smiling. You sighed and shook your head no and asked the waiter to give you your check.

Mingyu waited for you, telling his friends he would see them in the hotel. When you got out of the restaurant, you already knew he would be there.

— How nice of you, but a little bit creepy if you ask me. — You said when you were in front of him.

— Better me than a stranger. — He said and made a move with his head. His car parked beside the two of you with a guy getting out of it and giving Mingyu the keys. — Do you want a ride?

— Was it too hard to ask first? — You said, waiting for him to open the door. He laughed and did it.

— So, how's traveling alone so far? — He asked without looking, full attention on the road.

— I've been here less than 24 hours, but I think I can get used to it. — You said looking at him. Yep, he was still really attractive.

— And about the dinner the three of us knew wasn't going to happen... — His comment made you laugh.

— I can't promise anything, I've booked a restaurant for each day and I really want to enjoy them alone. — You said, not afraid of him getting offended, at the end of the day, he knew you.

— Oh no, of course Your initial plan was to be here alone, but since we both thought we wouldn't meet, I thought we could come up with something now that we did. — He parked close to your hotel and looked at you.

You checked your phone. — Today is friday, I booked for another dinner tomorrow, — you said in a quiet tone. — does it suit you on sunday? I've booked for breakfast.

— Sunday night... Yeah, I'm free. Anything in mind?

— Lia told me about these souvenir places all over the beach, and if I'm honest I was looking for an excuse to not do it. I'll get her something later. — Mingyu laughed. — I do want to go to the beach though.

— Then we have a plan. — Mingyu started the car and drove to the entrance of your hotel. He got down and opened your door, taking your hand to help you.

— See you on sunday. — You said before walking away.

— Oh, by the way... — Mingyu said, making you turn around. — You look beautiful.

You fought the urge to not blush. — Thank you. You don't look bad.

Sunday arrived really fast, but you didn't mind, the previous day you couldn't stop thinking about this... date? Was it a date? no, it wasn't, just hanging out with your best friend's brother... fuck.

Mingyu asked Lia for your number and sent you a message asking for your hotel room. Two soft knocks on your door triggered your anxiety.

— Wow. — He said when you opened your door. — You look really pretty. — You were wearing a black long skirt and white top.

You let him in. — What's with all these compliments, Mingyu?

— What? I can't tell you how pretty you look?

You sighed and crossed your arms. — Just... take that backpack and let's go. — You pointed at the backpack on the floor and opened the door.

The weather was chill, but you already knew, that's why you packed some cozy pants to wear just in case. You both sat down and you offered him some snacks, which he accepted.

You talked for a bit, enjoying the view. The weather started to get cold so you took a small blanket from the backpack. It wasn't enough to cover both of you, but Mingyu insisted he wasn't cold.

— So after that asshole, you haven't dated anyone? — He asked, flexing his legs and hugging them against his chest.

— I don't have time for that, Mingyu, and if I'm honest, none of the guys I've hooked up with made me think "maybe I do want to settle down". — He nodded. — You? I don't think I've heard about a "special someone".

— I had a girlfriend not long after I graduated, it lasted a year, nothing serious since then. — It was your turn to nod. Suddenly, you felt a shiver down your spine, making you shake a little bit. — We can leave if you want, it's getting late.

— Oh no, it's just the wind, I'm fine.

After a comfortable silence, he asked: — Are you still not looking for something serious?

— Not really, just having fun for now. — Your fingers playing with the blanket.

— Are you having fun right now? — And you noticed when his tone changed.

— You're my friend's brother. — The way you said sounded like a reminder for both.

— You can't blame me for trying to shoot my shot. I've been waiting for my turn for a while. — He rested his body on his arms, looking at you.

— I thought you got over your little crush on me when you got in college. — You turned your head to look at him.

— I thought I did, but then I saw you looking gorgeous in that blue dress sitting alone... like I said, you can't blame me. — He leaned his head to the side and shamelessly checked you out. — And maybe it wasn't your intention, but I can't stop thinking you dressed up this pretty just because you knew we were going to meet. — You stayed silent, trying to find the words, but he kept talking. — And I can continue with the cheesy talk if you want, but I really want to kiss you, at least once.

And you knew that if you thought about it, you wouldn't do it, so you just did it.

You shared a sigh of relief, letting the other know how long you were waiting for it. His tongue made his way to your mouth and you let him.

But it hit you. — Wait... — He started to kiss your neck. — Your sister...

— She doesn't have to know if you don't want to, even though I'd pay to see her reaction to this. — Mingyu pulled you from your neck to kiss you again. You put your hand over his chest and straddle him. — Uhm, don't start something you can't finish.

— We both know I started this earlier. — You said, admitting you dressed up like this for him.

— I fucking knew it. — His hands flew to your butt, squeezing it. — Are you sure you want to take the risk?

— Are you asking yourself... kid? — You called him the nickname you used to call him when he was in high school.

The way back to your hotel was fast, none of you couldn't wait any longer. You opened your door quickly and threw everything to the floor, you'd clean later.

You took Mingyu to your room and pushed him to the bed to straddle him again, but he inverted the positions, and you were about to protest when you felt his fingers brush over your underwear. You weren't ashamed by how wet you were, he even growled against your neck when his finger made the fabric to the side. He was skilled and you hated yourself for waiting so long to finally let him touch you.

He started with one finger, then two. The wet noises filling the room. You moaned out loud when his thumb put pressure on your clit. You didn't care if anyone heard you. You felt his fingers leave you and his body over you. You opened your eyes and you caught him licking his fingers clean. He lowered his body and removed your underwear, but leaving your skirt. You took a deep breath when his tongue finally made contact with your cunt, pulling your own hair when he opened your lower lips with his finger so he could have more access.

— Fuck, Mingyu... — You moaned when he gave a quick suck on your clit.

And it was like you told him what to do; he continued sucking on your clit while fingering you.

And just now you felt ashamed because you were so close. You pulled his hair, but wouldn't be able to tell him, your loud moans were his sign to know though.

He gave you a last lick before going up with you again. You kissed him and removed your sweaty hair from your face.

You pushed him again while kissing, pulling his shirt up and helping him to undress. You almost felt sorry by how red his dick was. You started to massage him slowly, then you grabbed it and spreaded to precum on the tip. Mingyu grabbed your neck and kissed you, making you confused, but you didn't stop to jerk him. His hand went to unclasp your bra without removing your top, not leaving a single doubt he loved the outfit. He massaged your boobs under your top and pinched your nipples, making you whine.

— I hate to be that jerk, but I don't have a condom. — He said, grabbing your hand that was still jerking him.

— You're in my hotel room with me dressing this nicely for you, what made you think I was done? — You gave him a quick kiss before standing up and grabbing a condom from the drawer.

— I'm so close to marrying you, woman. — He said, throwing his head back when you straddle him and slowly rolled down the condom.

Mingyu pushed your body back to the bed and pinned your hands over your head before penetrating you. His eyes on your boobs told you enough to know why he chose that position. But you couldn't keep your eyes open for too long, he felt too good inside you, you not being able to move added something to the situation.

The bed started to crash against the wall, and even though none of you would ever admit it, that turned you one even more.

His lips started to suck on your neck and you immediately moved your head so he could have better access to it. His finger went under your top again to pinch your nipples, making you moan and throw your head back.

— I'll never get tired of that. — Mingyu said in a whisper. You didn't answer, biting your lip when he gave you a last hard pinch.

The skirt started to bother you so one of your hands went to the knot on your right side and untied it. Mingyu pulled out and quickly removed the skirt and your underwear before penetrating you again. You pushed him back and rode him, both moaning for the new angle. You could feel him on your stomach, and while you were looking him in the eyes, you also removed your top.

He loved the view, he wanted to enjoy it every day and night. God, he was obsessed.

You moving your body up and down in a desperate way took him out of his thoughts. Your boobs bouncing were distracting, but he wanted them in his mouth. You pulled his hair when you felt his teeth biting softly your left nipple.

You grabbed his chin and made you look up. His eyes were dark and his lips were swollen. You kissed him a little before biting his lower lip and cummed. His hands went straight to your hips to keep the movements, making your whine for the overstimulation. But he didn't take long, his lower whines confirmed he also finished. And even though you were already trying to catch your breaths, your hips were moving slowly.

— If you're going to keep going, then I'm going to need another condom. — He said, burying his finger on your skin to make you stop. You finally stopped and pulled him out, making both of you sigh.

After that, you ordered dinner and Mingyu sent a message to a friend to send him some clothes and other belongings. The night was calm, and while you were enjoying your food, you talked about your lives. Kissed some more and fell asleep.

You woke up close to 4am to go to the bathroom. Carefully, you got up without waking Mingyu up.

You looked at yourself in the mirror and sighed. She doesn't have to know if you don't want to. Mingyu's voice resonated in your head. Maybe it was the best.

Mingyu's reflection appeared behind you, but you didn't turn around. He walked toward you and caged you between the sink and his body.

— Is everything ok? — Hi said, kissing your neck and playing with the elastic of your pajamas. He was teasing you, and you were a little surprised you were down for it.

You both shared a look in the mirror and nodded. You pushed your butt against him, making you bite his lip. Oh you were so down for it

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[anti-romantico]

[unethical relationship] ateez yunho P A R T T W O

warnings: therapist!reader, sexaddict!yunho (?), oral (m & f), unprotected sex (do i even have to say it?), dirty talking, uses of: [slut, baby], yh being bossy, hair pulling (f recieving), mouth fucking, over a desk, yh getting turned on by the thought of reader not being on the pill, creampie, fingering, sex tape, cum eating and then they kiss so they share it, riding, spanking, belly bulge, choking

A/N: read author's note from P A R T O N E

words: 5.3k

4th Session

The receptionist was even more confused when he saw Yunho opening the door. It was too early; he didn't sleep, and it was obvious.

— Yunho... Dr... — But before she could answer, you opened your door.

— It's ok, he can come in.

Yunho sat down and grabbed the glass of water you gave him.

— It's 6am, Yunho.

— I was your first patient of the day, why are you here? — Yunho finished his water and put the glass on the table in front of him.

— Doing the paperwork because one of my patients decided to drop out at the last minute.

— I came to apologize.

— At 6 in the morning and probably drunk or hungover?

— None, I didn't drink.

— I accept your apologies, anything else? — You grabbed the glass and got up to pour more water.

— Please, don't push me away, I'm sorry. — Yunho got close to you, holding his head. — I fucked someone else last night and not once were you on my mind.

— Which means therapy worked, congratulations, the door is there. — You pointed at the door, but you only got Yunho grabbing your arm and pulling you close to him.

— Look at me in the eyes and tell me this is one-sided. — You tried to push him away. — Tell me I was the only was fantasizing about fucking you in that couch.

— I thought you came to apologize. — You said, pushing your dirty thoughts away.

— I don't want to lose you. — Yunho brushed his lips from your cheek to your ear.

— You said I wasn't your friend.

— I don't want fuck my friends. — His body pushed yours until you back felt the cabinet where you put books and toys for your small patients.

— We can't, Yunho, this is so inappropriate. — You said, trying to convince yourself you didn't want this.

Yunho pulled your hands and took you to the couch, alarming you. — Let's talk, then.

You looked at him confused. — Talk? — You stayed there standing in front of Yunho while he sat down.

— Is this one-sided?

— No.

— Do I have an opportunity?

— I don't know, Yunho, I'm confused. I just got out of a long relationship. You are... were my patient until yesterday. This is too messy.

— Ok, ok, relax, come... — Yunho pulled you down, making you sit down next to him.

— Look, I think we both need to... think about all this. This week is going to be good for us. — Yunho nodded. — Also, there aren't any new doctors, so I need you to make a journal or a diary about last week and this next week.

— I didn't accept the new doctor thing, [Y/N].

— I know, but that's my condition to talk with you next week. Also, no sex for the week, I think you'll be fine.

— Are you going to make me suffer for what I did? — Yunho smirked, following you with his eyes as you walked to your desk.

— No, this is the therapist talking, also don't forget your activities. — You said tying your hair and sitting down on your chair.

Yunho was walking out of the building when he saw Ryujin getting down from her car.

— A warning could've been nice, you know? — Yunho said, making Ryujin smile when she saw him. — You look different.

— I hope that's good. — Yunho nodded. — Well, thanks, then. I enjoyed it, by the way.

— Me too, uh... we don't have to... you know, do it again. — Yunho said scratching the back of his head.

— She caught you on her web, didn't she? — Yunho frowned, causing Ryujin to laugh. — You're not the first one that falls for Dr. Lee's charms, handsome. But we're the ones getting therapy, it must be our fault.

— It's not like she's interested in me. — Yunho said, he didn't like the way she was talking about you.

— Relax, handsome, just telling you what I know. She's never interested, pretty sure she's already back with her boyfriend. It's always like that, they break up, either she or he cheated on the other and after a week they are together again. — Ryujin checked her phone and then put it in her back pocket. — You have my number in case you want to... you know, do it again, I do keep my promises. — She gave him a soft kiss on the lips before walking to the building. Yunho caught you staring from your window.

{-----}

— So, she's not your therapist anymore? — Mingi asked Yunho once he finished to tell him and Seonghwa the whole story.

— I don't think so. — Yunho drank from his beer and looked at Seonghwa. — Look, I'm sorry for not telling you this, but sending me to therapy because I enjoy fucking in front of others was my limit.

— You need others' consent to making it right, Yunho.

— I know, the cops told me that the first time they arrested me.

— Wait, so Yunho never needed therapy? — Mingi said, cleaning the corner of his mouth.

— No, and we only made it worse by getting her a cute doctor. — Seonghwa joked, making Yunho smile.

— If it makes you feel better, I finally talked about... her.

— And how did you feel? — Mingi got up and grabbed another beer from the table.

— I didn't feel anything, it was like talking with you two.

— Now I get why you were so down for her in just a week. — Seonghwa teased.

— It wasn't that fast.

— Yes, it was. — Seonghwa smirked, emptying his beer.

— And what will happen? — Mingi looked at his phone.

— What do you mean?

— I mean, you'll talk to her, pretty sure she will tell you how she feels about you, but you also have this "Ryujin situation".

— I don't think I'll call Ryujin again, not until I know what will happen with [Y/N].

5th Session

Yunho couldn't even consider it an appointment, he would just enter your office and give you his journal. The receptionist smiled at him as he walked.

— Come in. — Your voice made him feel nervous. Yunho opened and closed the door. — I need to do this paperwork, please sit down. — "I think she's upset"

— I thought I only needed to bring the journal.

— Then, leave it there, I really need to finish this, I don't have time. — You said continuing to write and type.

Yunho slowly walked to your desk and left the journal. — At what time can I pick you up?

— For what?

— To talk, you said we will talk.

— I said I needed to think about it, and I haven't had the time to think about it.

Yunho grabbed the journal again and walked to the door, but suddenly stopped. — Is this because you saw me kissing Ryujin?

— No, Yunho, my feelings don't revolve around you. — You said, massaging your temples.

— Then, why are you acting like this? Not saying we were fine, but you definitely weren't mad at me when I left. — You didn't answer, you just went back to your work. It wasn't urgent, but you needed an excuse to not think about Yunho. — Are you jealous?

You laughed without humor. — You talked about fucking girls this past month with me, and you think I fucking care about a kiss? — You put down your pen and got up from your chair.

— Then, tell me what's wrong. — Yunho got close to your desk and threw the journal.

— You should go, Yunho, this is getting personal, and I still have to do the paperwork for your voluntary discharge.

— It's about that? You didn't want me to leave? We both know I never needed therapy.

— I never forced you to stay, if you consider you don't need therapy then there is no more reason for you to come.

— For fucks sake, [Y/N], give me something! I can't read your mind. — Yunho walked around your desk and gave a quick look at what you were doing. — This is not about my discharge.

— You're not my only patient, Yunho.

— But you still have my time free, by now you could already have another patient, but you didn't take any other case. — Yunho leaned down and cage you against your desk.

— Get out of my office, Yunho.

— Are you sure that's what you want? — He whispered; his face really close to you. But a couple of soft knocks pulled him away from her, casually taking his journal from the floor.

— Sorry, but it's the report ready? — The receptionist asked from the door.

— It's almost done, I'll send it once I finish. — She nodded and left. — 9pm, I'll close for her since I have to prepare some stuff for other patients.

Yunho smirked and got close to you again. — See you then. — He leaned down and kissed your cheek before leaving.

You could see his car parked right outside your window, but he wasn't inside of it. It was only 8pm, but the last patient had already left, and the receptionist was just turning off her computer when she saw Yunho entering the building.

— She's in her office. — Yunho almost laughed and nodded.

He knocked before opening the door without your permission. You were closing the blinds.

— I have to check the security system, come in. — You said, walking out the room.

Yunho poured a glass of water before sitting down in his usual place on the couch.

— Ok, I'm almost done, so if you want to vent something, go ahead, I won't charge you. — You joked, making him chuckle.

"I think she's in a better mood, that's your sign" — I went to test myself again. — Yunho said, giving another sip to his glass. — Also talked with my friends, I've been hiding them a lot lately, at least they apologized for sending me to therapy for having an exhibitionism kink. — You nodded, smirking at the mention of his "kink" — You have some?

— This is about you wanting to vent something, Yunho, not about me. — You went back to your desk and started to save everything in different folders.

— Oh, come on, you let me hear how you destroyed your stupid ex by the phone, I think secrets between us shouldn't exist.

— That was an accident, it was the first time I took a phone call while working and didn't know that bathroom was going to expose me like that. — You wrote your patients' names in each folder.

— Then tell me about the patient you had before me. — Yunho said in a more serious tone. You looked at him scared, how the fuck did he know?

Yunho sent Ryujin a message with his address, she just took 20 minutes to arrive. None of his roommates were home yet and he needed to take advantage of that.

— If I'm honest, I thought that I'd never hear from you. — Ryujin said when Yunho opened his door.

— I didn't call you for that. — Yunho stopped Ryujin when she tried to kiss him.

— Of course you didn't. — Ryujin leaned her back on the wall and crossed her arms. — Is this about what I told you the other week? — Yunho walked to his couch and patted next to him. — You're too handsome to worry about a woman that most likely is fucking her boyfriend again.

Yunho sat down, putting distance between them and looked at her. — I just want to know about the "other times"

— There is only one before you, at least that I know about. — Ryujin made memory. — Hongjoong was his name. He had an actual sex addiction. He would tried to fuck whoever cross the building door, walked close to him in the parking lot, breath in the same direction as him... you get the idea. He waited at least 3 weeks for a doctor to take his case, before that, he had to go to the building every day. Until your girl got called and immediately took the case. Her boss got her security and even a gun just in case, but somehow, Hongjoong started to get better, he would ignore any female around him and patiently wait for his appointment. I was sure Lee would have a statue outside the building after he got his discharge. But then, Lee's boyfriend came to the building, and he was mad. He yelled at everyone to tell him where she was. Lee didn't have an option, but to let him get in her office.

— And? — Yunho said when Ryujin went silent.

— Hongjoong hacked the security system and got a 7-week-long footage of him and Lee fucking in her office every time he had an appointment. — Ryujin took a deep breath and looked at Yunho, the poor guy looked like a puppy that just got scolded. — He sent it to Lee's boyfriend in an attempt to make him break up with her. They did, but got back together after two weeks.

— Wait, the 7 weeks of this guy having [Y/N] as a therapist, they fucked?

— She was his therapist for 9 weeks, but I guess two weeks was for them to get to know each other enough for her to risk her job and license.

— And how is it that the police didn't get involved?

— Lee convinced her boyfriend to not call them. He was sure the sex was unconsented. Not sure how her boss didn't fire her.

— How do you know all of this?

— After Hongjoong's discharge, I started to frequent him in this cafeteria close to my house. I tried to avoid him at first, just in case, but he was nice. He would pay for my coffee, get me pastries. He told me his plan after a couple of weeks; I tried to tell him to leave Lee alone, but he was obsessed with her. — Ryujin went silent again. — Last thing I knew it was that Lee talked to Hongjoong behind her boyfriend's back. They had their "closure" and Hongjoong promised to not bother her again. I never saw him after that.

You took a deep breath and finished putting the folders in your drawer. — Who told you about that?

— So, it's true? — Yunho walked to you and got behind your chair. — Why did you take my case, Dr. Lee? — He whispered in your ear. — You have enough experience to know that I never needed therapy, you could've said that to my friend, but you didn't.

— Yunho. — You turned your head, finding Yunho's really close to yours. Not a single word came out of your mouth.

Yunho smirked. "she's all yours" — Stand up and hands on the desk, baby. — You obeyed, making Yunho's cock twitch in his pants.

— I did tell your friend you didn't need therapy, that liking being watched was something normal. — You went silent when you felt his big hand palmed your butt.

— I guess I'll have to talk with Mingi later. — Yunho pulled you from your shoulders and turned you around. — Now, I want you to take off your blaze. — This time you didn't immediately obey, making him lean his head to the side. — Didn't make myself clear? — He grabbed your leg and made you round his hip with it; you could feel his bulge. — I said, take off that fucking blaze. — You threw your head back when his hip buckled into you.

You finally did it, letting him see your white blouse. — Who told you about Hongjoong?

— That's not important, baby, he is not important. — Yunho took off your glasses and threw them on the desk. — Get on your knees.

And you didn't know if it was pure excitement, but your legs immediately gave up when he said those words. He didn't have to tell you what to do next, you undid his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. He helped you by pulling his clothes down, letting you see his hard cock right in front of you.

— I know you won't mind. — You looked up at his words, finding his phone pointing at your face. — It wasn't that hard to guess you love being recorded, but you couldn't risk it again, I know the cameras of your office are off. — You smirked and felt yourself wetting your panties. — What are you waiting for? Suck my cock.

You took his cock with one hand and stroked it before starting to give kitten licks. Yunho bit his lip and tried to keep his hands steady; he was going to love this video. You sucked on the head, making him moan, god you needed to hear more of that. Slowly, you put him fully inside your mouth before pulling it out and repeating, but Yunho wasn't enjoying your teasing, so he grabbed your head and made you deep-throat him, you took a breath from your nose and looked up. "I fucking knew it" Yunho thought, pulling your hair back and repeating his actions. Being used by Yunho was something you've been fantasizing from the moment he crossed your door, his height making you wish he would carry you around and fuck you on every surface in your office, and you knew his cock was big, you would touched yourself by the thought of him fucking your mouth.

He buckled up his hips, just the way you wanted him to, making you moan around him. Yunho's thrusts were fast and aggressive, worrying about you from time to time, but when you started to moan around him, his concerns disappeared. He didn't last long after you swallowed around him, once again earning a moan from him. Soon after, you felt his cum in your mouth, and even though he tried to pull you back, you grabbed his thighs and looked straight to the phone, swallowing every drop.

— Fuck, you're so hot, baby, come here. — And without caring you had cum and spit around your mouth and jaw, Yunho pulled you from your hair and kissed you. He pulled away, making you whine. When you opened your eyes, you saw him walking to a cabinet beside the window and positioned the phone. He went back to you and kissed you rough, one of his hands traveled down your clothed cunt and put some pressure, making you bite his lip. His skilled fingers opened your jeans, entering to massage you over your underwear. — Why did you take my case, baby? — He asked again, continuing with the teasing.

— Your friend... fuck... Your friend told me about the few times you got arrested. — Your breaths were mixing. You kissed him, him attacking your tongue with his, your right hand grabbed his arms when he started to pay a little bit more attention to your clit. — I knew it was just a kink after our first session.

— And why did you keep scheduling more sessions? — Yunho kissed your cheek, patiently waiting for you to answer.

— I wanted to see you more.

— If I remember correctly, you argued with your ex about him cheating on you, but you did the same before. Why? — Yunho kneeled in front of you, pulling your bottoms down in the process.

— Yunho, please, don't want to talk about that right now. — You brushed his hair out of his eyes before he started to give little kisses on your thighs.

— Answer me. — Yunho got close to your cunt, brushing his lips and pulling your left leg, putting it over your chair. He now had access.

— After Hongjoong, we didn't exactly get back together, we established we could see other people since our relationship was getting... boring. — You bit your lip when he gave you a long lick. — The rule was to tell the other about it... but he didn't tell me about this girl he was fucking at the same time I was fucking Hongjoong. — Yunho sucked hard, making you grab his hair and pull it slightly. — He dared to get mad at me for cheating on him when he did the same.

Yunho nodded, but didn't answer, instead, he ate you out like his life depended on it. You held on to the edge of your desk for support and moaned aloud. Yunho's tongue was definitely skilled, not a single zone of your cunt got ignored. You felt one of his fingers teased your entry, making you whimper.

— Open your blouse, but don't take it off. — You did as he told you, massaging your tits over your bra once it was fully open. You looked down and found his eyes already on you.

You pinched your nipples when he thrusted his tongue in you, making him chuckle. His finger finally penetrated you and just a second later he added another one. You kept moaning while trying to not fall, you were giving your butt all your trust to keep you on the desk, and you hope it didn't betray you.

Yunho stopped his actions and stood up, his lips swallowed and glistering. — So, it's over with them? — Yunho asked as he unhooked your bra straps and back to take it off.

You nodded confused on why he was so interested. You put your leg down and glare at his tall figure when he took off his hoodie and shirt. — Are you going to let me cum?

— I don't know, baby, I think you deserve to suffer a little more. — Yunho kissed again in a soft and almost romantic way. — Tell me how much you need me.

— You already made me wait over a month to fuck me, Jeong, please do it already. — You said in a whine, pulling him close to you by the neck.

Yunho laughed at your desperate voice. He guided his cock to your pussy, teasing you a little, and without letting you protest, he rammed into you, making you moan over his mouth. He grabbed one of your legs and rounded his hip with it to have better access while the other one was back on your chair.

The pace was slow, but the thrusts were hard, making the desk move under you two. His sharp moves made you speechless, you swore you felt him in your stomach. Your tits were bouncing along with his hips, hypnotizing him. He loved the way that blouse looked on you, just like every blouse you wore, but what he didn't know was that it was on purpose, you notice the way he would eye at your chest every time you would lean over to write, every time you got close to him, his eyes would be on your boobs.

— You better not try to keep those pretty sounds to yourself. — Yunho growled when he noticed you trying to not be too loud by biting your lower lip.

The feeling of his skin inside you made you dizzy, throwing your head back and opening your mouth. Your blouse falling on your sides, giving Yunho the whole view.

— F-faster... please. — You protested.

Yunho smirked again and leaned his head to the side. — Wouldn't that be too much?

Shaking your head, no, you grabbed his neck and kissed him. — Fuck me faster, baby, please. — You said over his lips.

And that nickname did wonders in Yunho's head. He grabbed your hips and neck for some support before starting to move his hips at a faster pace. The strength of his movements making things fall from the desk. The wet noises from the office were for sure audible if you were in the hallway. "maybe she'll have to worry about the footage of the waiting area" Yunho thought, making him squeeze your skin between his fingers. Your moans were loud, you were so close. Your fingers traveled to your clit to play with it. Yunho followed your hand, knowing exactly what you were doing. He spat a little bit of saliva to help you to massage your bud, the warm feeling making you throw your head back again.

You got tight, making it a little bit difficult for Yunho to move, but when you finally cum, your cunt relaxed, and with a couple more thrusts, Yunho cum inside you, sending shivers all over your body, making you moan.

You two took a couple of minutes to catch your breaths, Yunho's head resting on your shoulder while you scratched his hair.

Yunho raised his head and looked at you, making you smile. You shared a soft kiss before he pulled out of you. You were sensitive, but you still tried to keep his load inside you, loving the feeling.

— I hope you know by now you weren't the only one fantasizing about fucking me on that couch. — You said, smirking. Yunho walked to the phone while you went to the couch and waited for him to settle the device on the desk.

You gave him a look before pointing at the couch, indicating that you wanted him to sit down. Yunho obeyed, stroking his cock again. You hovered over him, positioning your legs on each of his sides. One of his hands was on your waist, helping you to get in position, his other hand guided his cock to your cunt, and you didn't know if he was going to tease again so you just swallowed him to not risk it.

Yunho threw his head back, not caring if the moan he let out was too loud. He rested his head in the back of the couch for a couple of seconds before looking at you again. You were struggling too, you felt him even deeper. Your eyes traveled to your stomach and bit your lip. It was barely noticeable, but it was enough for you to start bouncing over him. You grabbed Yunho's hand and made him feel himself on your stomach.

— Fuck, that's me? — Yunho moaned, you only nodded and continued bouncing.

Yunho felt his and your cum dripping out of you to his legs, making your moves easier. The wet sounds were a huge turn on for both of you.

Again, his attention was in your boobs, bouncing with you. He grabbed one with his mouth and sucked on it, massaging the nipple with his tongue. You weren't a huge fan of your ex sucking your tits, but the way Yunho did it, made you feel goosebumps.

Your legs started to get tired, and Yunho noticed it. — You want more of me inside you? — His hand was in your throat, making you whimper. You wanted him to choke you.

— Please, Yunho. — You weren't sure if you were asking him to cum inside you again or to choke you.

— Are you sure? I think you can barely handle what I just gave you. — Yunho said, referring to the wet mess between your legs. — Get up, hands on the back of the couch, you better get a good grip.

Yunho pulled out of you and gave you a small spank. You did as he says, opening your legs and waiting for him. All you felt was a rough spank; you whimpered.

— Look how you're dripping on the couch. — Another spank. — You always told me to use a condom, but look at you — His fingers soothe the pain in your butt cheek. —, begging for my cum, moaning like a fucking slut, dripping all over your legs. Hope you're on birth control... or not. — Was the last thing your brain registered before his cock fucked you from behind.

He didn't show mercy, his hand kept with the rough spanking, making you clench around him. It was so much you had to bite the couch, but not for too long; Yunho pulled your hair rough and made your back touch his chest.

— Don't you fucking dare, I want to hear every single sound coming out of you. — Yunho said between thrusts before attacking your neck. And you were about to protest squeezing his hip behind you, but the only thing you felt was his lips and tongue. — You thought I was going to leave marks? — He grabbed your neck again, this time choking you. — And risking your job? — You started to feel dizzy, loving the feeling of his fingers squeezed on the sides.

You almost thanked him for worrying about your job, but your fucked up state didn’t allow you to. Everything that came out of your mouth was whimpers and cries.

Yunho's thrusts started to be sloppy and unsynchronized, his moans were higher and louder. — Please, tell me you're close. — You nodded. He gave you a specific hard thrust that made your arms give up and rest your body on the couch. Yunho was fully on the couch, sharp and hard thrusting into you. You were the first one to cum, getting tighter around him and helping him to cum inside you again. You two didn't stop moving, riding your highs until Yunho's body fell over you, his arms on each side being the only thing keeping him from crushing you.

You noticed his arms shaking and turned your head. — Are you ok?

Yunho nodded and pulled out. You were about to get down off the couch when you felt him laying down and pulling one of your legs in the process. It took you a second to understand what he wanted.

Your pussy was immediately attacked by his tongue. His hands were on your butt squeezing it and not letting you pull away. You were sensitive and didn't know if you could cum one more time, but Yunho was determined to suck the cum out of you.

You didn't last long, your juices mixing with the ones that were already in Yunho's mouth. His glistering mouth looked so inviting, making you face him and kiss him.

His hands grabbed your ass and softly pulled you to his brand-new boner. You shook your head no, but your hand was already on its way to his cock. He gasped when you started to stroke him while your tongues were fighting for dominance. Yunho's hip buckled up, asking you to stroke faster, so you did. The skin of his cock wasn't wet enough for your liking, so you got up and spat on it.

He growled when he felt your mouth on him again, but didn't have the energy to even guide your head, he just needed to cum. You sucked and choked on him, making it easier for him to shoot his load in your mouth.

You finally laid on his chest, catching your breaths. You trace the lines of his abs, making him flex his muscles under your touch.

— How do you feel? — You asked, the doctor in you escaping of her comfort zone.

— Tired, but satisfied. — Yunho answered, grabbing your face and kissing you.

— You better send me a copy of that. — You said, pointing at the phone.

"Right, you were recording, big boy" The voice in Yunho's head came back, making him almost laugh. — You'll get as many copies as you want, as long as you promise we'll watch it together.

And his request made you realize. Were you going to continue with this? He wasn't your patient anymore, so your only excuse to see him was gone. But said this comment gave you a little hope, that meant he wanted to keep seeing you, outside of your office at least. But, was that what you wanted?

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A/N2: soooo this is it 😭 thank you so much for reading, every single one of you have a special place in my heart 💙 I'm working on other fics but like I previously said I won't post them back to back and maybe it will take a while for me to post the next one so yeah you still can send asks if you want to vent or just to say hi you'll make me soooo happy with that

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— moon

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