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skz317cb97 · 2 years

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Bad boy!Hyunjin x female reader

Word count: 9.3k (I am so sorry)

A/N: 18+ only! This was a request of sorts sent in by @svintsandghosts (thank you girl for lighting a fire under my ass to finish this one!) I hope you like it! As always there is hella angst super sorry about that. Tried to balance it out with hella smut. If you enjoy it please like it, reblog it, leave some feedback, send an ask what ever! Love hearing from you guys! Also tagging @ughbehaviorior because Hyunjin lol. And @seospicybin Warnings and smut below the cut! **Update: I wrote an alternate ending to this fic called An Alternative you can click here to check it out!**

Warnings: MDNI 18+ ONLY Stong language/cursing, Hyunjin comes on to MC STRONGLY, fuck buddies, oral (m&f receiving), unprotected PIV sex (please use your head and wrap it up), semi-public sex, dirty talk, pet names (good girl, baby etc), cum eating, a little rough sex, a little spanking, little hair pulling, squirting, cream pie, breeding kink, overstimulation. I think that is everything as always if I missed something please let me know so I can add it to the warnings.

Hwang Hyunjin. The two of you ran in completely different crowds. You could not be more opposite if you tried. You knew that going into your little arrangement with him, yet still you couldn’t resist him. Who could? It was so cliché. You were on the dean’s list, wore preppy clothes, you were quiet, reserved, a good girl. He was the bad boy, or so he would try to appear. Combat boots, chains, and clad in black from head to toe, minus the bright red hair he’d recently started sporting. Your stuck-up parents would never approve of you dating such a boy let alone the things you were actually doing with him. Hyunjin had a way of getting you to do things you never thought you would do with anyone. He didn’t pressure you or guilt you into any of it. Never. No, he just had a way of bringing that side out in you and making everything he would suggest sound so… appealing.

The first time you saw him was on one of the rare occasions he had actually shown up to class. It was easy to spot him when he confidently walked in a little more than fashionably late with flaming red hair. He was absolutely beautiful and you couldn’t take your eyes off him. None of the girls could. He had been walking up the stairs by you to take a seat towards the back of the lecture hall when you had accidently knocked your pencils on the floor. You reached down to pick them up at the same time he did, his hand grazing one of yours. You glanced at him and he gave you a sly smile, one of his dimples popping out. As he placed your pencils back on your desk his other hand gently slid up your calf stopping at the back of your knee and squeezed. You blushed and bit your lip and Hyunjin winked at you before going to take a seat right behind you. You couldn’t focus the rest of the class that day.

The second time you ran into him you did just that. You were running to make it to one of your classes and Hyunjin was roaming campus halls instead of being in his class as usual. You rounded a corner and ran right into him full force. Of course, he was sturdier than you so while he stumbled you crashed to the floor.

“What the hell watch wh-” When he realized it was you, he stopped. You were on your ass rubbing the heels of your palms where you had tried to catch yourself but only ended up hurting yourself more. Hyunjin’s demeanor changed immediately.

“Oh shit hey sorry. Are you okay?” He was genuinely concerned as he reached down to help you up. When you got up you didn’t realize who you had run into, you were too busy trying to rub the soreness away from your ass, wincing. Hyunjin couldn’t help the way his mouth watered and his dick got a little hard watching you rub your palm flat against your full ass, your skirt bunching just a little, riding up showing more of your thighs. You smoothed your skirt back down and finally looked up to see who you had bumped into. When you did your mind went blank.

“Uh...” You just stared at Hyunjin speechless and he gave you that same smirk he had given you in class and took a step towards you. You backed up against the wall and one of Hyunjin’s arms came up, his hand resting on the wall by your head, partially caging you in. He leaned in close and your breathing hitched. His other hand rested on your waist before sliding down and gently gripping your ass cheek that you had just been rubbing, his thumb caressing it.

“I asked if you were okay?” You swallowed hard and shook your head as blush crept up your neck and face. He leaned in closer pressing his pouty lips against the shell of your ear.

“Good, wouldn’t want anything to happen to such a nice...” Hyunjin gripped your ass cheek harder, fingers dangerously close to gripping flesh and not fabric, making you gasp.

“Girl.” He nuzzled against your ear and then let go of your ass and walked away leaving you there absolutely breathless. You had a few of these interactions with Hyunjin. He was always very forward, borderline aggressive with his advances, light touches and gentle groping. You could tell under the façade he was trying to put up that he was really a nice guy. No matter how hard he tried to give off the bad boy vibe you saw through it. He had picked up your pencils for you, he had been genuine in his concern and helped you up when you fell, and he would never cross a certain line when he was flirtatious with you. Hyunjin wanted to tease you, push you. He could tell you wanted him, the way you would hold your breath and close your eyes in anticipation when he got closer. The way you leaned into his touches. The blown-out lust filled eyes you gave him every time he pushed your buttons and walked away. Hyunjin would only ever go that ninety percent just waiting for you to burst and take the other ten. Every time walking away leaving you more frustrated than the time before.

One day when you were studying in the library for midterms you were walking up and down rows of shelves looking for a specific book and suddenly you were grabbed from behind and pulled into the back utility closet. You went to scream and a big hand clamped around your mouth as familiar pouty lips were pressed against your ear.

“No need to scream now it’s just me good girl.” Once you realized it was Hyunjin and relaxed he let go of you and you spun around. You slapped and hit him and yelled.

“You scared the shit out of me Hyunjin god!” He laughed at your outburst. You had never even spoke to him before let alone said his name. He grabbed your hands that swatted at him and pulled you close.

“Mmm I like the way my name sounds in your mouth good girl.” You had enough. You couldn’t take his teasing anymore. You wanted to give him a taste of his own medicine.

“I have a name. It’s Y/N, thank you very much and if you think you like your name in my mouth you have no idea how much you’re going to love your cock in there.” Okay you weren’t exactly sure where that boldness came from but he’d pushed your buttons long enough. Hyunjin looked at you and his jaw dropped. He thought he’d get you to break but he did not expect that. A mischievous smile spread across his face.

“Ooo dirty and here I thought you were a good girl. Or are you just all talk baby?” You smirked at him as you sunk to your knees. You unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and started pulling down his zipper. You licked your lips as you looked up at him.

“I’m a great girl by the way.” You pulled his pants and boxers down enough to free his cock. It was long and slender and pretty just like him. You wrapped your hand around the base and spit on it before taking him into your mouth.

“Fuuuck yes you are. God damn! The BEST girl!” Hyunjin thread his fingers into your hair and held onto the back of your head as you bobbed up and down on his dick. You sucked and swirled your tongue around him as you continued to take him further into your mouth. His other hand came up and he gripped your head on both sides as you hollowed your cheeks and he fucked into your mouth, making you gag before finally pulling you off. Hyunjin pulled you up from your knees and kissed you pulling you close, his hard cock pressing against you. Suddenly he dropped down to his knees in front of you. He pushed your hips up against the wall as he lifted your skirt. Hyunjin pulled your panties down holding them open so you could step out of them, he brought them up to his face and took in your scent before shoving them in his pants pocket.

“You won’t be needing these.” He hiked one of your legs over his shoulder grabbing a hold of your ass wasting no time burying his face in your wet cunt. The way his lips and tongue worked at your clit, sucking and slurping at you, it was exquisite. You grabbed a hold of his fiery red hair with both hands to balance yourself when he threw your other leg over his other shoulder, pressing you against the wall harder as he continued to eat you out as if his life depended on it.

“HYUN-” You bit on your fingers trying to keep quiet as Hyunjin hummed against your clit pushing you over the edge quickly with only his mouth. Your legs shook around his head as he kitten licked you through the aftershocks of your orgasm. He removed one leg at a time from his shoulders making sure you were steady before letting go and standing up. He pulled you close pressing you against him again and kissed you running his hands down your body and grabbing your ass. He quickly turned you around pressing you against the wall, pulling your hips out and kicking your legs apart. It made you drip with excitement the way he handled you so roughly. Hyunjin lifted your skirt over your ass again and gave it a smack before he leaned over you and lined himself up with your soaked entrance. He stopped before pushing into you.

“Tell me you want this. Tell me you want me good girl.” You laid your head back against his shoulder and grabbed a handful of his hair as you pushed yourself onto his cock.

“God, I want you. Please Hyunjin I want you.” He groaned as he pushed and sunk further into you.

“FUCK so wet, so fucking tight!” Once Hyunjin was balls deep in you he started rocking his hips gently against your ass. It was totally different than the way he’d man handled you into position. It was almost tender the way he fucked you, his arms wrapped around your body, plump lips grazing your neck and shoulder with soft kisses. Barely pulling out before he buried his cock deep into you again. One of his hands traveled down and his fingers started teasing your clit, he felt you clench around him.

“Are you close good girl? Are you gonna give me another one? You have another one in you right come on good girl?” He pushed in even deeper and harder and you moaned out. He clamped his other hand over your mouth again and fucked you faster.

“This is a library you gotta be quiet while I wreck your pussy. Don’t break the rules, now be a good girl and cum for me.” He kept fucking you hard and fast as you pushed your ass back into him, skin slapping against skin as he pushed you to your peak again. You screamed into his hand as your cunt coated his cock in your juice. After your pussy stopped throbbing around his cock Hyunjin removed his hand from your mouth. He bent you over more, grabbed your hips with both hands and continued to pound into your dripping pussy.

“Fuck Hyunjin, don’t cum inside me. I have class in fifteen minutes...” He gave you two more hard deep thrusts and pulled himself out spinning you back to face him. He kissed you hard, it took what little breath you had away.

“On your knees good girl, open up.” You knelt down and opened your mouth sticking out your tongue as he pressed his tip against your tongue and stroked his cock. The first warm spurt of his cum on your tongue surprised you a little but Hyunjin aimed carefully squeezing every bit of his load out and into your mouth, making sure to not make a mess so you could get to your class on time. He ran his hand through your hair.

“Be a good girl and swallow what I gave you.” You swallowed Hyunjin’s cum just like he told you and then grabbed his cock and sucked on the head to get any trace of his seed left. He shook and twitched from the overstimulation.

“FUCKfuckfuck...” He pulled away quickly and you looked up at him smiling very content with yourself. You stood up and this time you pulled him in for a kiss as he tried to get post nut clarity. You fixed your skirt as he stood there trying to wrap his mind around what just happened.

“Fuck, I have got to say good girl I was NOT expecting that!” You smiled and gently stroked your fingertips along Hyunjin’s sensitive body making him erupt in goosebumps before pecking his lips.

“I told you it’s Y/N and now that you know what to expect we should do this again some time.” You blew him a kiss and winked as you opened the door and left to find the nearest bathroom and get cleaned up before your class, leaving Hyunjin standing in the utility closet with his pants and underwear around his ankles. He pulled them up fastening them and his belt, grabbing your panties out of his pocket and putting them up to his face again breathing you in.

“Oh Y/N that will definitely be happening again.” Hyunjin laughed to himself breathless.

That was how your arrangement with him started. At first you would meet up in empty class rooms, closets, any little hide away you could find and fuck, that’s it. No conversation, no how was your day, just raw lust. Fuck, cum, go your separate ways like you didn’t even know each other. It had been going on for a couple of weeks when you finally fessed up to your best friend Chan about it. He was getting suspicious of your absences between classes when normally you’d be meeting him for lunch or study sessions and he was less than enthusiastic when you told him the reason why you had been absent.

“That guy is a dick, you should steer clear of him baby girl he’ll just end up hurting you.” You rolled your eyes at your friend and pinched his cheek playfully.

“Thank you for worrying about me Channie but he’s not as bad as he tries to act and anyway it’s just sex.” He gave in and dropped the subject but he still thought it was a bad idea. It always starts as just sex and then... He did make a point to corner Hyunjin alone after he found out so he could let him know what would happen if he did hurt you. Hyunjin didn’t take the threat very seriously but Chan wanted it to be known regardless. After you almost got caught a few times fucking in class rooms you and Hyunjin started sneaking into each other’s dorms. When that happened things started evolving little by little. Sometimes you guys would order pizza and watch a movie before you fucked. Sometimes Hyunjin would hold you after in bed and you would talk about little things, silly likes and dislikes or funny things that happened during your days. Sometimes Hyunjin would run his fingers through your hair instead of pulling it and placed sweet kisses when before he would have bitten and sometimes you fell asleep in his arms after and he watched you sleep and whispered things to you he wouldn’t dare say when you were awake. It all transitioned so gradually neither of you realized you were already fucked.

That’s the way things were between you now. Just the night before Hyunjin had snuck into your dorm and the two of you had ordered in dinner, laughed, and ravaged each other half the night before crashing, your limbs tangled together. That’s what you were thinking about as you walked the halls of the university building. You were in on the way to your next class but all you could think of was lips and teeth, tongues, and hands, roaming, exploring, tasting. You were pulled from your thoughts when you heard a group of guys around the next corner being louder than necessary. Then you heard a familiar voice. Hyunjin. It wasn’t surprising that he was skipping a class to cause chaos with his friends. You were just going to keep walking and you would ignore each other like you always did in public but you stopped in your tracks when you heard one of the other guys bring up your name.

“Y/N man? I don’t know why you hang out with that stuck up bitch all the time Hwang.” You were surprised his friends knew you spent time together at all.

“She’s not that bad man…” You smiled. So, Hyunjin had not only told his friends about you but was actually defending you too?

“Oh what is it Hwang? Does she have you by the balls? Never thought I’d see the day a bitch could get your nuts in a jar.” You heard Hyunjin scoff.

“She’s not a bitch...” Your heart swelled hearing him stick up for you again.

“She’s a good girl...”

“and good girls do the nastiest things.” And then your heart shattered.

“Every time she blows me it's like she’s trying to suck my soul out of my dick.” All of the guys laughed. You could feel your face getting red and tears prick your eyes as he continued.

“And the way she sticks out her tongue and opens up wide for my load just like I tell her to. Ugh. She swallows it every time! So eager! She annoys the hell out of me most of the time so if I’m spending time with her, it's because my dick is about to be inside her.” You couldn’t believe he would tell them the things you did together, that he would talk about you like that. You didn’t want to hear another word. You walked around the corner just as Hyunjin was about to speak again and his eyes locked with yours. The look on his face went blank, like a deer in headlights. When the rest of the guys turned to see what Hyunjin was looking at and saw you standing there they started snickering and tears started streaking your face.

“I didn’t realize I was annoying you; I won’t bother you anymore.” Your voice came out in a quiver. You could hear the burst of laughter coming from his friends as you turned to walk away, then running, not wanting to give Hyunjin the satisfaction of seeing you cry because of him.

“Don’t think she’ll be so eager to swallow anymore of those loads now Hwang!” One of the guys slapped Hyunjin on the back still laughing. Hyunjin shoved him away.

“Shut the fuck up shit head no one’s lining up to suck your dick either.” The guys laughed and Hyunjin took off the opposite direction pulling out his phone and immediately trying to call you. You knew you weren’t together; it was just an arrangement between you, you knew that. You didn’t even speak to each other outside of your meet ups. You didn’t want to taint his ‘bad boy’ image by approaching him in public and he certainly wasn’t going to risk anyone seeing him talking to a goodie two shoes like you. You knew. You knew he wasn’t your boyfriend but you didn’t think he was just using you either. You quickly ducked into a hidden alley nearby just wanting to be alone. You huddled down hugging your knees and cried. Your phone rang and dinged with calls and text notifications that went ignored. When you finally stopped crying and sat up it felt like a lot of time had passed in that alley but it had only been about twenty minutes. You looked at the missed calls and texts on your phone as it started to get dark outside.

You rolled your eyes, closed the text thread with Hyunjin and opened Chan’s texts that also had multiple notifications.

Missing that’s rich you thought to yourself.

You text back Chan first. He had been right about Hyunjin all along and he was worried and you just wanted him to come get you.

You opened your text thread with Hyunjin again and sent him the only words you had to say to him.

You put your phone away and huddled back down, resting your head on your knees again, and waited for Chan to show up. About ten minutes later when you finally heard footsteps approaching in the alley you stood up assuming Chan was there to collect you but when you looked up you were met with Hyunjin’s bright red hair practically glowing in the dark.

“Oh, fuck thank god!” He breathed out a sigh of relief having found you not knowing Chan already had. You tensed up and backed away as he came towards you and he stopped. When he took another step, you put your hands up and he stopped again.

“Don’t.” You wanted your voice to sound firm but it was the furthest from that possible. Unsurprisingly he didn’t listen and came closer. You couldn’t stand it. You couldn’t stand him being near you after what you heard him say about you. You screamed at him and he stopped dead in his tracks.

“Get the fuck away from me Hyunjin! I mean it! I mean it! Stay the fuck away from me!” You were shouting and crying when Chan came running up the alley pushing past Hyunjin to you.

“What the fuck did you do?!” Chan spit his words at Hyunjin as you clung to him and he attempted to calm you down. Hyunjin was speechless. What HAD he done? Chan shook his head and rolled his eyes.

“Whatever, just go Hwang. I’ve got her.” Hyunjin wanted to argue. Wanted to tell Chan to fuck off and take you in his arms. Tell you he was an idiot for saying that stuff. He wanted to tell you all the things he whispered to you in your sleep but he was frozen in his spot. Chan guided you past him back down the alley towards his car. Hyunjin continued standing there, his heart wretched and it was his own stupid fault. Because being tough and heartless was supposed to be easier. Right? Hyunjin pulled and then ran his hands through his hair yelling at himself.

“FUCK!” Once Chan had you in the car he got in the driver’s seat and took off, tires chirping as he sped away.

“Okay Y/N what the fuck happened?” You turned away from him and looked out the window.

“You were right Chan, okay? You were right. He’s an asshole. Is that what you want to hear?” You sniffled and Chan sighed.

“Of course that’s not what I want Y/N. What did he do?” You shook your head trying to fight back more tears.

“He told...” You choked on your words and took a deep breath.

“He told his friends things... that we... that I did... with him and made fun of me with them. Said I was annoying and he only spent time with me to fuck me.” You sobbed and Chan let out a breath like he had just been punched in the gut. His ears went red as he fought the rage building inside him.

“That piece of fucking shit. I warned him.” His words came out through gritted teeth.

“I didn’t expect him to fall in love with me or anything but I thought he was at least a nice guy you know? That he would... I don’t know. I don’t know what I expected Chan. I’m so stupid.” Chan shook his head.

“No. You’re not baby girl.” You looked over at Chan with big tears in your eyes and he glanced away from the road for a second giving you a tight smile. He put his hand on your knee and gave you a reassuring squeeze before putting both hands on the wheel and focusing on the road again. Chan didn’t want to be right at all and after you and Hyunjin’s thing had been going on as long as it had Chan started to think maybe Hyunjin wasn’t as bad as he’d thought at first and maybe he did actually have feelings for you. Now he knew better, knew he should have trusted his gut. When Chan pulled up in front of your dorm he parked, got out, opened your door, and walked you to the front of your building.

“Okay baby girl, I’ll be back.” He kissed you on your cheek and went to leave. You turned to him surprised.

“Wait aren’t you coming up? I don’t want to be alone right now Chris.” Chan turned back and smiled at you. He tucked some stray hair behind your ear.

“I’ll be right back, I’m just gonna go grab us something to eat.” He kissed your forehead and left and you went into your dorm.

Chan was absolutely definitely going to get food. Right after he went and found Hyunjin again. Considering it was any night of the week on a collage campus he had a good idea where to find him. Chan pulled up to tonight’s frat party. He walked into the house weaving through the sea of people looking for the tell-tale red hair that would indicate that he’d found his target. When he went out into the backyard he finally spotted him. Hyunjin was standing with a few of his friends, red solo cup in hand. Chan charged Hyunjin and shoved him.

“What the FUCK is your problem?!” Chan shouted at him. Hyunjin stumbled and fell on his ass dropping his drink. Before he could say or do anything his friends grabbed Chan and hit him. It took a couple punches before Chan went down and then they started to kick him. Hyunjin got up and ran over to the group of guys pulling at them.

“STOP! STOP! It’s enough! Leave it and let him up!” The guys all stopped and stepped back behind Hyunjin. Chan stood up wincing and grabbed his side trying to take deep breaths. He looked at Hyunjin and spat a mouth full of blood on the ground in front of him.

“She didn’t deserve that and you know it. Just what the fuck is wrong with you?” Hyunjin didn’t know what to say. Chan shook his head and went to leave, walking around the side of the house. Hyunjin stood there for a minute and then ran after him.

“Is she okay?” He shouted after Chan. Chan stopped and closed his eyes in absolute disbelief.

“Is she okay? NO! Hyunjin she’s not o-fucking-kay! Just... stay the fuck away from her Hwang. I mean it.” Chan turned and left to get you the food he’d promised he was bringing back, trying to figure out how he was going to explain how he got beat up in the process. When you heard knocking at your door you knew Chan was back with dinner. You opened it and you were shocked to see the state he was in. He was covered in grass stains and scrapes with a fat lip and what looked like the start of a black eye.

“Christopher Jesus what happened?!” Chan shook his head and lifted the food ignoring your question.

“I hope beef with broccoli and egg rolls are okay.” He walked in, more like limped in, and set the food down before sitting down himself with a grunt.

“Christopher Bang, I don’t give a shit about egg rolls tell me what the fuck happened right now.” Chan looked at you and considered lying for one second. But Chan was a terrible liar so he abandoned the idea as quickly as it came and opted to bite the bullet and tell you the truth.

“Okay before you get mad just remember that I’m very protective of the people I care about and you know that.” Your eyes narrowed.

“Christo-” Chan interrupted you.

“Okay okay! I went to give Hyunjin a piece of my mind and perhaps things got a little physical.” You tilted Chan’s head inspecting his injuries.

“Hyunjin did this to you!?” You asked shocked and Chan quickly shook his head.

“No no, his buddies did. I shoved Hyunjin down and his friends all swarmed me.” You walked over to your freezer, grabbed an ice pack and walked back over putting it against Chan’s face and hugged him pulling his head against your stomach. He winced a little.

“Chan you shouldn’t have done that.” He nodded his head pressed against your belly and wrapped his arms around your waist. He knew it was stupid the moment his hands made contact with Hyunjin’s chest and he shoved him but he was so angry he couldn’t stop himself.

“I know I’m sorry Y/N.” You shook your head and went to grab the first aid kit in your bathroom.

“It’s okay Channie, I appreciate you sticking up for me and trying to defend my honor.” You gave him a sad smile and started cleaning up his scrapes.

“Let’s get you cleaned up and we’ll eat.” As you concentrated on Chan’s injuries, he watched your face trying to figure out if you were going to be alright or not. Usually, he’s good at reading you but he honestly couldn’t tell so he just asked.

“Y/N... are you gonna be okay?” You looked down at Chan as you tossed away the antiseptic soaked cotton ball. You let out a heavy sigh.

“So! Beef with broccoli you said?” Chan took the hint and dropped it for the time being but he wasn’t going to let it go forever.

“And egg rolls.” He said handing the bag over to you. You and Chan had dinner and watched a couple movies in silence which you were thankful for. Chan was your oldest and best friend for many reasons and picking up on when to drop a subject instead of pushing you was one of the things you loved about him. It was around midnight when you walked Chan out. You stood outside the door of your dorm building with him quietly for a minute before he broke the silence.

“You know if you need me...” Before Chan could finish his sentence you threw your arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. He was caught off guard at first but then wrapped his arms around you squeezing you tightly back. You pulled away and gave him a quick peck on the lips, tears had quietly run down your face. Chan pushed your hair out of your face and wiped a tear away wishing he could take the pain away for you.

“I know Channie.” He closed his eyes and kissed your forehead.

“Call me tomorrow.”

Hyunjin was crouched by some cars. He was just about to try and make a break to sneak in to your dorm building. He had to talk to you, he had to tell you he was sorry and how he really felt. He needed to lay it all out for you. Before he could, the door to your building opened and you and Chan walked out. He sunk down lower so that neither of you saw him. He felt guilty seeing Chan grass stained and hurt even if Chan had shoved him first. Hyunjin had deserved that and worse as far as he was concerned. You both stood there for a bit and then you suddenly hugged Chan. He hugged you back and Hyunjin hated seeing it even though he knew you were only friends. Then you kissed Chan and Hyunjin knew he had well and truly fucked up because Chan was the kind of guy you really deserved. One that wasn’t afraid to admit he cared, one that would stand up for you when someone wronged you, one that was kissing you goodbye at midnight not sneaking in to fuck you. He saw Chan kiss your forehead and then leave and you walked back inside your dorm building. Once Chan was gone and you were back inside Hyunjin left no longer feeling as confident about confronting you as he had been.

The next few weeks you focused on your classes and school work and avoided Hyunjin at all costs. It wasn’t very hard. Even in a diverse campus like yours his bright red hair still stood out. Any time you saw the fiery red hair you went in the opposite direction as quickly as possible. You just had to get through these next few weeks, then it would be break and you would be home and you wouldn’t have to worry about seeing him for a while. So, you threw yourself into your work and had your usual study and movie nights with Chan to pass the time. The few times Hyunjin worked up the nerve to talk to you he always found you with Chan which wasn’t unusual but he just couldn’t confront you in front of him especially since Chan had told him to stay away and even more so since he had seen you kiss him.

A few days into break with half of the school gone home Hyunjin finally ran into Chan at one of the campus cafes for the first time since the frat party fight. Unable to avoid him this time Hyunjin walked up to the line behind Chan. Chan rolled his eyes when he saw him. After standing there in silence a minute Chan couldn’t take it. He couldn’t just act like nothing happened.

“You know you’re an idiot. She might not have ever admitted it and probably never will but she was crazy about you Hwang and you did one of the most awful things you could do to her.” Hyunjin didn’t argue with Chan, he just shook his head in agreement.

“Your right I fucked up. I fucked up and hurt the one girl I've probably ever loved and lost her. You are the type of guy she needs, not me, and you guys are together now so...” Chan looked at Hyunjin like he was speaking a foreign language.

“We’re what now?” Hyunjin looked at Chan and cocked his eyebrow.

“You guys are together now.” Chan shook his head.

“Uhh. No. Never in a million years.” Hyunjin rolled his eyes.

“You don’t have to lie. I saw you guys kissing.” Now Chan was VERY confused.

“When?!” Hyunjin pushed his fingers into his eyes not wanting to picture the memory while talking about it.

“That night, after the party, in front of her dorm.” Then Chan realized what he was talking about.

“No... dude. Ugh. That was just... me and Y/N have done that since we were like toddlers. That’s not... we’re not. It doesn’t mean anything. Hyunjin me and Y/N are and will only ever be friends. Wait... why were you there in the first place?” Hyunjin ran his hands through his hair pushing it out of his face frustrated.

“I was gonna beg her for forgiveness, tell her how I really feel. I was gonna throw myself at her feet and hope for mercy even though I don’t deserve it for what I did to her.” Chan let out a long, exasperated, sigh. He couldn’t believe he was about to say what he was going to say.

“Hwang... ugh. Hyunjin. She doesn’t need a guy like me, she’s always had me and we’re just friends. She just needs you to be the type of guy she needs. Stop trying to be such a fucking hard ass and go tell her what you just told me.” Hyunjin looked at Chan shocked.

“Wha- but how? She’s gone and she’s blocked me on everything!” Chan shook his head.

“We grew up together Hyunjin! I lived across the street. My mom said Y/N’s parents are having a party today. I’ll give you the address just don’t make me regret doing this!” Hyunjin could barely contain himself. He started running towards the nearest exit.

“Text it to me! There’s something I gotta do first!” He shouted back at Chan before bursting out the door. Chan considered warning you for a moment. Just so you weren’t completely blindsided. Chan pulled out his phone and texted your parent’s address to Hyunjin and then pulled up your text thread.

Chan gritted his teeth raising his eyebrows as he put his phone away.

"Yikes!" ‘She wouldn’t REALLY tell my mom about my porn... right?’ Chan hoped things went well so this didn’t bite him in the ass later for multiple reasons now.

When Chan stopped replying to your texts you considered actually going across the street to his mom’s house and telling her where his porn was but you didn’t for two reasons. One your parents were having another ‘fancy backyard party’ and you had to help finish setting up and two you didn’t really want to talk to Chan’s mom about porn in any context especially not with her son involved in the topic. So you tried to ignore the ominous feeling Chan’s foreboding I love you text gave you and helped set up the rest of the party decorations.

After everything was set up you went to your room, showered and got ready. You put on your favorite pastel purple sun dress to try and feel better, it always made you feel pretty. It was gauzy, a little ruffled, lose in the skirt and hit you mid-thigh. It had a more fitted top that tied in the back with little gathered sleeve and a rounded neck line. It showed a little chest and back but was still tasteful and appropriate for the party. You slid on a pair of sandles, sprayed on the designer perfume your mother INSISTED on you wearing and went down stairs to help your parents greet guests that were starting to show up. The one good thing about these parties is your parents always made sure there was a stocked bar and you were old enough to drink. Once the party was in full swing and you had a few drinks in you it didn’t seem quite so bad. You were talking to an old high school friend and as long as you didn’t think about...

“You have got to be fucking kidding me.” Either your drinks were laced with LSD or walking through the crowd of people in your backyard was Hyunjin. At least a it was a guy that looked like Hyunjin. His signature red hair was dyed black and instead of hanging carelessly in his face was half tied back. Gone was the grungy band t-shirt and ripped skinny jeans, replaced by a blue blazer, a white button up with the top two buttons unfastened, a lose black tie and fitted black slacks. When Hyunjin saw you he stopped dead in his tracks. You looked amazing. Like a literal angel. Your hair, your dress, the way the sun had your cheeks a little red. You were gorgeous.

“I’m gonna fucking kill Chan.” Your high school friend, who you now remembered crushed hard on Chan, started looking around trying to spot him.

“What? Is Chan here? I didn’t think he was coming.” You shook your head.

“No sorry he isn’t, excuse me just a minute.” You walked past your friend and straight up to Hyunjin. He was a little surprised he kind of thought you’d take off when you saw him not approach him but you had those drinks in you and you were furious that he was crashing your parents party.

“What the hell are you doing here Hyunjin!” You spoke harshly but in a hushed tone so that you didn’t draw attention to yourselves. He tried to grab your hand and you snatched it away.

“I’m... I’m here to be the guy you need me to be.” You looked at him like you were cracking a safe.

“What?! What does that mean?” Hyunjin was flustered there were a lot more people around then he thought there would be and he was hoping to talk to you in at least semi-privacy. Before he could answer you noticed your mom making a b line over towards you and Hyunjin with one of her fakest smiles plastered on.

“Don’t say anything!” You hissed at him as your mom walked up.

“Honey... who is this handsome young man?” You rolled your eyes as she all but forced you two a little closer together.

“This is Hyunjin mother, a FRIEND from school.” Your mother gave you the intrigued hum.

“A BOYfriend?” You shook your head.

“NO mother. JUST a friend.” She looked him up and down and then you got the disappointed hum.

“A shame dear, he’s very pretty, perhaps reconsider?” She pinched his cheek and you let out an irritated huff.

“Mother.” She lifted her well-manicured hands and shook her head.

“Yes yes, I’ll leave you now. Pleasure to meet you Hyunjin.” Hyunjin bowed and your mother left you. When she was out of site you grabbed Hyunjin by the wrist and pulled him into your house.

“What do you mean the guy I need you to be?” You didn’t waste time getting straight to the point again. Hyunjin took a deep breath and motioned towards the party, his appearance.

“I can do this, I can be this for you.” You shook your head still confused.

“I’m so sorry okay I’m so fucking sorry. I shouldn’t have told them those things; I shouldn’t have said any of those things about you. You don’t annoy me, my memories with you are the best parts my life and I don’t mean the sex, which is great, amazing, the best in my life honestly, but I mean the real parts. Arguing about if pineapple goes on pizza and what k drama to watch, talking until we fall asleep and calming you down when you wake up from a nightmare. I miss all of those things with you. I understand if you can’t forgive me but I just... I... you have to know how sorry I am and how much I love you Y/N.” Hyunjin’s head sank into his hands and he gently pulled at his hair trying to stop his tears but failing. You pulled his hands away and he looked up at you with tears welled in his eyes, surprised you were even near him let alone touching him.

“I just need you to be you Hyunjin. Whoever and however that is. Red hair, black hair, jeans, blazers that stuff doesn’t matter to me, I just wanted you. Don’t you get it?” Hyunjin shook his head in disbelief.

“No, I don’t. How could you possibly want me, what’s so special about me that I get you?” You pushed his hair away from his beautiful face as his tears trailed down his cheeks.

“Everything Hyunjin.” You kissed him. You kissed him with your eyes closed so tight. You kissed him like it was your first kiss and your last kiss. He pulled you close and kissed you back, his full lips pillowy soft against yours. Suddenly you pushed Hyunjin up against the wall and started trailing kisses down his jaw and neck, loosening his tie further. He gently cupped your ass while you pushed your body against him, dragging your teeth across his collar bone after getting his tie removed.

The feeling sent electricity through Hyunjin’s whole body and he started to lose control. He turned you and pressed you against the wall lifting your legs and making you lock them around his waist. When he pushed his growing hard on against your already wet panties you both let out moans. He started kissing your chest and grinding into you as you held on to his hair and panted against him. You both heard a loud sound come from the back door and you stopped, your legs still wrapped around Hyunjin. When you knew no one was coming in you both let out a sigh of relief and kissed again.

“We shouldn’t do this here Hyunjin.” Your words came out against Hyunjin’s lips and he shook his head. You were right. It was your parent’s house and you were just talking things out and...

“Take me to my bedroom.” You kissed him after you said it and Hyunjin pulled back surprised by you yet again.

“Are you sure? I mean, it’s your parent’s house and I... we don’t have to... it’s just I get if you want to wait...” You cut Hyunjin off by kissing him again.

“Do you want to wait?”

“Fuck no.” He answered immediately and you smiled.

“Then why are we still here Hwang?” You unlocked your legs from around him and pulled him towards the stairs to your room. Once you were in your room you slammed the door closed and locked it before turning around and immediately being devoured by Hyunjin’s lips and hands. You jumped up and he did his best to catch you but stumbled back and luckily fell on to your bed you landing on top of him.

“Damn baby!” You laughed and pushed off his blazer before working on the buttons of this shirt.

“Sorry, I missed you.” Hyunjin’s heart swelled hearing you say that he pulled you down and kissed you again as you slid your hands over his shoulders removing his shirt. Once his torso was bare you ran your hands over every inch of skin you could touch. Every time your fingers dragged across Hyunjin’s skin he got goosebumps.

“I missed you too baby. Missed you so fuckin much.” Hyunjin flipped you so that you were under him now. He ran his hands down your body and then pushed the skirt of your dress up exposing the wet patch on your panties. He buried his face in your clothed pussy and breathed you in before pushing a kiss against the wet spot. He hooked his fingers in the waist band of your underwear and pulled them off, tossing them over his shoulder. Hyunjin spread your pussy lips and licked softly from your entrance to your clit. His lips wrapped around your clit and he gently sucked on it while teasing it with his tongue and you arched your back off the bed.

“FUCK! Hyunjin yes! Oh my god yes!” Hyunjin hummed at your praise and it sent delicious vibrations through your cunt making you flush with arousal. He pulled you towards the end of the bed your legs hanging over now, your feet on the ground. You laid back as Hyunjin continued his ministrations pushing a finger inside you, pumping it in and out, getting it good and coated with your juices.

“God baby you’re so wet. Is this all for me beautiful?” You nodded as he added another finger and continued to suck on your pussy hungrily. When Hyunjin felt you tense after his fingers brushed that spot inside you he started finger fucking you hard hitting it over and over as he sucked and slurped at your clit.

“Fuck... Hyu....Jin... I’m... its... I’ve never...felt...FUCK!!!” Hyunjin’s fingers kept ramming into your cunt as you started to squirt all over his face. He took long languid licks up your entire pussy through your aftershocks drinking in as much of you as possible.

“Fuuuck you’re such a good girl squirting for me like that baby. God damn!” You shook and laughed hysterically as you came down from the out of body experience you just had. You sat up on the edge of the bed and pulled Hyunjin in for another kiss. You couldn’t not kiss his pouty lips especially after how good they just made you feel. Hyunjin untied the back of your dress and slid it down your body placing kisses down your neck and breasts. Once you were completely naked for him you slid back in your bed and laid down waiting for him. He took his pants and boxers off and climbed in the bed over you. He slid one hand up your thigh lifting and spreading one of your legs for him. Just before he sank into you he stopped and looked at you blushing and panting in anticipation under him.

“Tell me you want this baby, tell me you want me.” You pushed his hair out of his beautiful face again and pulled him down to kiss you.

“I want you Hyunjin,” you kissed him again.

“Just you,” and again.

“Only you. Make love to me Hyunjin.” When Hyunjin pushed into your warm wet sex he almost lost his mind. You always felt perfect, like you were made for each other. Once he was completely inside you he buried his face in the crook of your neck and shoulder and stopped, afraid if he moved he’d cum immediately. You ran your fingers through his hair and kissed the side of his face as he tried to regain control of his body. After a minute you moaned and squirmed underneath him.

“Please baby. Move. I need you. Please.” You begged and Hyunjin gently bit down into your shoulder as he pulled out slightly and pushed back into you deeper.

“Fuuuuck...” He moaned out still trying to keep it together. You could tell he was struggling.

“So good baby, you’re doing so good. Keep going, keep going. PLEASE!” He did the same thing pulling out a little and pushing into you deep and hard again.

“FUCK yes Hyunjin keep going baby.” He kept fucking you not going too fast at first. Once he was certain he wasn’t going to blow his load he started pulling out a little more and going a little faster still thrusting into you hard. Your hips started meeting his as he pushed inside you faster.

“God baby you feel so good. You make me feel so good. I love you Hyunjin, fuck I love you!” Hearing you say that set something off in him. He leaned over and kissed you as he held you close and started pounding into you mercilessly. Your body and bed shook, your headboard beating your wall as Hyunjin fucked you hard and fast sucking and biting on your lips. His hips griding firmly against your clit as his cock abused your drenched hole pushing your closer and closer to you high. Hyunjin was close too.

“Fuck baby be a good girl and let me cum inside. Please please let me cum inside.” You shook your head but Hyunjin wanted to hear you.

“Tell me baby tell me you want me to fill you up. Tell me you want my babies.” You moaned out as your pussy trembled around his cock at the idea of him filling you with his cum and babies.

“Yes yes yes Hyunjin fucking cum inside me, want to have your pretty babies please cum inside me!” Hyunjin sat back on his knees, pulled your hips up off the bed and continued to fuck you at a god tier speed. Your legs tightened around Hyunjin and he fucked you to your second orgasm. You started squirting all over his cock and hips, soaking the bed beneath you. Hyunjin’s cock slipped out as you sprayed him with cum. He grabbed the base of his dick slapped the head of it against your clit hard a couple times making you twitch before he stuffed it back in your pussy, your juices continuing to squirt and drip from you.

“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! OH MY FUCKING GOD HYUNJIN FUCK!” Hyunjin fucked your soaked hole pumping into you hard a few more times before unloading inside you.

“Shit I’m coming baby, I’m coming fuck fuck take it all, fucking take my cum. Such a good girl FUCK!” You and Hyunjin’s hips slowly grinded into each other for another minute riding the waves of your orgasms and then he pulled out of you, his cum dripping out after. He took his cock, scooped up his cum, and shoved it back inside you both of you jerking and having spasms from the overstimulation.

“Keep that baby. Keep it inside... fuck! Make me something pretty with it.” Hyunjin collapsed on top of you a sweaty mess. He was heavy but you liked the feeling of his weight on you. It made you feel safe for some reason. You ran your hands up and down his back and through his hair as you both caught your breath. After a minute of rest he propped himself up on his elbows and looked at you, pushing sweaty hair away from your face. You looked back and smirked tucking some of his sweaty fly away hair behind his ear.

“What’s so funny.” He kissed the tip of your nose and you ran your fingers through his dark locks.

“You know I do like the black but... I kinda miss the red.” Hyunjin just laughed and shook his head before cupping your face and kissing you again.

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yangbbokari · 2 months

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Long For You

Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x gn!reader AU/Trope/Genre: Lovers to still lovers, Angst, fluff(?), hurt/comfort Warnings: regret, crying(?), lovesick, miscommunication, nothing really WC:1K Song rec: Long for you - Hyunjin A.N.:No bc after dropping that how’d he expect us to react(RAGHHHHHHHHHHH PLS IM SORRY ILL TREAT YOU BETTER)

~~~ You stare at the white tulip. A singular white tulip sent to you this morning from Hyunjin. Another apology letter to accompany it. Something about not being able to come home tonight even when he promised you he would.

That singular white tulip going to wilt and rot away like the rest. Forgotten just like his empty promises.

The feeling of your relationship slowly collapsing hurts your heart to the core. You wish it didn’t but there’s not much you can do. Everyone around you thinks you’re a match made in heaven. But it’s not the way you think this is.

You’re beginning to think that this love is all you and nothing left of him.

~~~ Hyunjin doesn’t return home until the end of the week. He notices your distance from him. He wants to take your hand in his and ask you what could possibly be wrong. But he refrains from it.

Maybe it was better for you to fall out of love with him.

As much as he loves you he knows what your parents think. “He’s no good for you y/n. It’ll only be so long before he leaves you for someone else. Take one look at him and you can tell that he’s a skank. Leave him. He’ll just break your heart.”

He can only think that your parents are right. Not the fact that he'd leave you for somebody else. But that he's no good for you and he'll never be.

It can only be so long before you get sick of his long schedule. No one wants to be stood up on every date and left to wait for the others arrival.

How many nights were you up waiting for him to come home? How many dinners were eaten with your only company being the silence that hung in the air? How many tears have you cried in his absence?

Those are the questions that float around his mind as he watches you peacefully sleep on your side of the bed. He can't help but reach his hand out to caress your face. A soft smile slowly trickled to his lips as he does.

These are the kind of moments he can only have as you sleep. But when you grab his arm he thinks he's almost been caught until you nuzzle your face into his arm. His heart warms at the sight but he knows he can't let his hopes get too high.

He notices the tears stains that line along your face. He doesn't fail to notice that his heart breaks instead.

"Don't go..." He can faintly hear you say. Oh how he wishes that he could stay with you until the next morning but work calls. What can he do. ~~~ When you awaken Hyunjin's side of the bed was empty. You could've sworn he came home last night and that you held on to him. Maybe it was all a dream again. Just as it always had been.

You want to cry but there are no tears left. Your mouth feels dry and your head hurts from the breakdown you had last night. Back before Hyunjin became famous he'd hold you in his arms and automatically made it better. But there were no one left to wrap you in their embrace.

Forcing yourself out of bed you make yourself a quick breakfast. But it only includes a peeled orange and a cup of tea. The same oranges you used to peel for Hyunjin because it was an act of love you wanted to show him. But who were you supposed to do it for now?

You quickly shake those thoughts from your mind. Opting to turn on the tv instead to hopefully drown out the voices in your head. But to no avail. You can barely make out the words the characters are saying as the voices come rushing back in.

He’s tired of you.

He doesn’t love you.

You’re pathetic.

Nothing but a toy.

Too naive for your own good.

He’ll never need you.

Just a nuisance in his life.

Suddenly everything becomes so loud. The voices coming from all over. The buzz of the refrigerator. The dripping of the water from the kitchen faucet. The sound of the vents blowing air. The lights become too bright and your eyes burn. It’s all too much.

You rush around the house. Shutting off the tv. Unplugging the fridge. Turning the faucet all the way down so no more water would drip. Disabling the air ventilation from continuously flowing. Drawing the curtains and switching off all the lights until you finally felt at peace.

After finishing you sat down in the middle of the floor. Knees pulled up to your chest and arms wrapped around them. You dropped your head down and you felt your tears run. It never got this bad. Hyunjin would be able to calm you down in these circumstances. But where was he now. The questions swirled around and made your mind dizzy.

Your sobbing hadn’t ceased until you fell asleep. There on the floor. The cold tiles being your only comfort in the silenced room. ~~~ Being faced with the darkness and silence when returning home wasn’t anything new to Hyunjin. Except that it was the evening on Friday only about 5 p.m.

The curtains were never drawn this early. When the two of you first moved in you made a rule to always open up the curtains to let the sunlight stream in and put the day to a joyful start.

He also noticed how cold it was. He was sure the heater was on to at least 64. Why was it nearly freezing? Winters in Korea are no joke.

Hyunjin stumbled around until he found the light switch and he turned the heat back up. That was when he finally saw you lying on the floor in the middle of the kitchen.

“Y/n!!” He nearly screamed.

You instantly jolted from your slumber trying to force your eyes open but the lights were too bright.

“T-turn off the lights. Please.” Your voice felt hoarse. You felt like you couldn’t breathe and your lungs were rejecting the oxygen.

Hyunjin was quick to do what you requested before stumbling his way back to you. “Are you okay baby? What happened?”

“Water.” You said dryly.

“What was that baby?”

“I need water.”

“O-okay baby. Wait just a minute.” He fumbled around trying to grab a glass and fill it up with water.

You grew worried. His movements were too faint. You bagel to panic. “Hyunnie..?”

“I’m here baby. Right here.” He found his way back to you and knelt down by your side. He reached for your hand and gently wrapped it around the cup. It was cold to the touch contrasting the warmth radiating off of Hyunjin.

After you drank the entire cup, he took it from you and placed it in the sink. He carefully placed his hands on either sides of your body and slowly lifted you up. And you let him.

He carried you all the way to the bedroom and settled you into the sheets. He knew how you got so he went to fix everything else. But before he could leave you grabbed his hand.

“Please stay. Don’t go.” How could he reject that? He slipped under the covers right with you and took you into his arms.

Oh how you missed this feeling. You couldn’t help but cry. Clenching onto his shirt you let your tears flow freely.

“Baby what’s wrong?” He asked the question but he knew the answer. You were in pain because of him. He couldn’t believe he let it get to this point where you had to break down in his hold.

You pulled him in tighter and buried your face into the crook of his neck. “It’s nothing. I just.. I just miss you so much. I missed this so much. I missed us so much.” Everything felt so much better now that he was with you. But you still doubted whether he love you.

“Tell me, Hwang Hyunjin. Do you still love me?” His heart broke. He didn’t believe there would ever be a day you would doubt his love for you. “What? Why would you ever think that? I love you y/nnie. With everything in me. All I’ve ever done is all for you. All I’ve ever accomplished was because of you.”

He pulled you away from your hiding place and cupped your face in his hands. “Don’t ever think for even a second that I don’t love you. You’re my everything. I couldn’t live without you. You mean absolutely the most to me. There’s not a moment that I don’t think of you. Long for you. I know how much you have to wait for me. But I promise it’s all the same for me. I love you so much.”

His forehead was pressed against yours as he leaned in for a kiss. When you didn’t reject it he finally pressed his lips against yours. Finally being able to take in the moment and relish in each other’s company. ~~~ Both of you ended up falling asleep and not wanting to awaken until the sun rose and peeked through the curtains. You woke up first and slowly but surely opened your eyes. You heard Hyunjin’s soft breaths coming from beside you.

A soft smile came to your lips naturally. It’d been forever since you got to wake up with him. You took your pointer finger and softly traced his facial features. It wasn’t until you got to his lips that you realized he was awake when he opened it to bite your finger.

“Ah—”

“What are you doing, hmm?” He nuzzled his nose into your neck causing you to giggle. “You just looked so peaceful and so handsome I couldn’t resist.”

You could feel him smiling against your skin. His cheeks warming at your comment. “Mmm.” He sighed relieved that you were finally okay again.

“I think I should go and plug in the refrigerator before the milk spoils.” Your boyfriend looks up at you with confusion is his eyes. “I unplugged it last night.” You said with a guilty chuckle. ~~~ The two of you spent the rest of the day doing activities you used to do with each other. As you were messing on the bookshelf a photo album dropped from the top shelf. On the front was written, “My love<3”

You chuckled at the sight of your foolish high school writing and called Hyunjin from the kitchen.

“Look what I found. It’s our photos from high school.” Hyunjin groaned at the sight. “Don’t remind me how horrible I looked then.” When he saw you frown he mentally face-palmed himself.

“What do you mean Hwang Hyunjin. You were my little cutie.” You pouted and jutted your bottom lip out. “Never mind. I’ll just put this back.”

“Wait baby. Let’s look at it. It’s been a minute since we’ve looked through them anyway.”

Hyunjin settled on the couch and pulled you into his lap, eliciting a squeal from you. “I’ll just look over your shoulder.” He said after you expressed your concern of him not being able to see it.

Hours passed as you flipped through the pages and remembered the stories behind each one. That was until you got to the one with you standing in the snow and reading a book. You looked at him surprised.

“When did you take this picture?”

“I took it during senior year and you were so worried about your studies and nearly walked out to the road. I took it because you looked so pretty with the snow falling around you and your furrowed brows, so concentrated on the book. You were so beautiful. It was before we began dating and that was the time I longed for your attention the most.”

“Am I not beautiful now?” You asked with a frown.

”You’re the most beautiful no matter what.” He reassured you.

“Do you not long for me anymore? Or is that just for your first love?”

He rested his head on your shoulder, inhaling your scent. White tulip. Your favorite flowers. Then he spoke.

“I’ll always long for you.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thanks for reading!! I think this will be one of my last fics before I go. Hope you enjoyed it!!

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marie-is-seein-stars · 3 months

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Mafia AU: Stray Kids -

Chapter 1: Rough Start

You were running from people, a vendor you had stolen food from as a desperate attempt to survive, you hadn't eaten since you left your apartment, which was weeks ago. Now here you were, feeding on scraps and stealing food just to keep your body distracted from the sickness that was fogging your mind. Your body might've been occupied, but your brain kept playing that scene in your head like a broken record.

You held on to the rickety metal pole that passed as railing on the concrete stairs to the apartment you shared with your boyfriend, 143-District 9. It reeked of tobacco, but an unfamiliar sound filled your ears 'It's just the neighbors, fucking, again' you rolled your eyes at the noise, reassuring yourself that your boyfriend would never cheat on you. But as you unlocked the door, that noise became louder, and that's when the truth hit you like a ton of bricks...

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stayyyyyyyyyyyy21 · 28 days

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childhood friends hyunjin x Seungmin x reader (female) x I.N ( YANG JEONGIN)

Hyunjin and Seungmin were five years old and had no friends. They had to take I.N everywhere with them, as he was Hyunjin's younger brother, just two and a half years old. One fateful day, while Y/N was innocently playing, Hyunjin and Seungmin carelessly launched a football that collided with her head

Y/N: rubbing her head "Ouch! Watch where you're kicking that ball, guys!"

Hyunjin: muttering "Sheesh, sorry. Didn't mean to hit you."

Seungmin: grinning "Yeah, we were just practicing our soccer skills."

Y/N: giving Hyunjin a playful glare "Well, next time, practice somewhere else, or I'll show you some real skills!"

Hyunjin: raising an eyebrow "Oh yeah? Like what?"

Y/N: smirking "Like this!" pulls Hyunjin's hair

Hyunjin: yelping "Hey, cut it out!"

Seungmin: laughing "Looks like you've met your match, Hyunjin!"

Y/N: proudly crossing her arms "That's right! No one messes with me!"

Seungmin: trying to diffuse the tension "Okay, okay, let's all calm down.

Y/N: grinning mischievously "Only if you agree to play with me!"

Hyunjin: making a face "Ugh, fine. But no hair-pulling this time, okay?"

Y/N: giggling "Deal! Now let's go have some fun!"

IN: sitting nearby, happily munching on a handful of sand

Y/N: pauses, noticing IN "Uh, guys? I think IN's eating sand again..."

Seungmin: facepalming "Oh, not again. IN, that's not food!"

Hyunjin: rolling his eyes "Great, now we have to deal with sand-eating too."

Y/N: trying not to laugh "Well, at least he's not pulling anyone's hair."

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kangaroosmile · 1 year

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Magic hands - Hyunjin

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description: While Stray Kids films a video for STAY Hyunjin has to participate in a game against Jisung. You help him afterwards.

pairing: Hyunjin x gnreader

genre: dating, slice of life, kind of sick fic in the second half, tummy rub, tummyache

word count: ~1.3

trigger warning: food, eating, eating much in short time

A/N: A while ago I was ask whether I could write a short story with a HyunjinxGnreader pairing in which Hyunjin has an upsat tummy. I accidentally deleted this question but here we are. I wrote it. So whoever asked me whether I could write it. I didn't forget you! It just took a hell lot of time. I'm sorry.

You can find more of my stories under Stray Kids Masterlist

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You were standing behind the camera watching the boys finish the silent post challenge, failing miserably. More than once you had to force yourself to keep silent and not start to laugh. Especially when Hyunjin met your eyes, looking helpless. The team he was in was failing. The other one too but somehow Jisung, Jeongin, Changbin and Felix were a little bit better.

You looked at the checklist one of the managers wrote and read which challenge would come next. Just in time as you finished reading someone brought in a few bowls of fresh ramen. For a moment the director stopped filming and your boss explained the next challenge to the boys. You could see the shock in Felix and Hyunjins eyes and amusement in Changbins and Chans. You couldn't read the other four faces but assumed it was something between these two emotions. You watched them play rock, paper, scissors within the two groups and smiled widely when Felix won the first round and didn't need to participate. He looked quite relieved about it and sat down to watch the other play. Your eyes wander towards Hyunjin who was staring at his hand and then at the bowls of ramen. Lightly laughing, Chan patted Hyunjin's shoulder and sat down behind the table in the middle right next to Felix. One by one the other sat down as well. Just Jisung and Hyunjin still stood. That would be an interesting battle, you thought. When the director once again stopped filming, your boss looked at you and nodded towards the tray. You rolled the tray in front of the table in the middle and placed the bowls on it.

"Are you sure, you didn't give Hyung less ramen so he wins?", Jisung teased you with a light smirk. You looked around, checking whether anybody overheard his teasing but when I didn't seem like it, you just rolled your eyes.

"You are just anxious you could lose, Jisung-ssi."

"One minute till filming!", someone shouted.

"Good luck you two", you muttered and then flitted back behind the camera. You sat down and watched as Chan explained the game to STAY. Jisung looked very determined to win.

As the game started Jisung started off strong as well as Hyunjin. For a moment it even seemed that Hyunjin would win but then he slowed down around the third bowl. When the egg timer announced five minutes Jisung was halfway through his fourth and Hyunjin had just finished his third. With a light huff Hyunjin laid back in his chair one hand on his tummy.

"You lost Hyung", laughed Jeongin, dancing around Hyunjin. "And that means we won." Changbin patted Jisungs shoulder. Meanwhile Minho, Seungmin and Chan were standing next to Hyunjin.

"I'm sorry", muttered Hyunjin.

"Nah it's okay Hyunjin-ah", Chan said with a soft smile on his lips.

"I guess I need to train you with tissues a bit more", Minho said but a wide smile was on his lips. At that Hyunjin started to laugh.

"Let's wrap everything up. We will film the outro now", shouted the director and within the next ten minutes the filming was finished. As the boys got ready to go home you finished off everything that needed to be done.

"We will meet tomorrow at 10 a.m.", the head of your team announced. You nodded and then grabbed your bag to go.

You assumed the boys had already left but when you left the studio you saw Hyunjin lean against the wall next to the entrance.

"What are you still doing here?", you ask surprised, stepping in front of him. He looked up slowly, a soft smile on his lips.

"Can I come with you?", he asked. You took a moment to think about it but then you nodded. Your place had felt strangely empty the last few days.

Together you started to walk towards your apartment which was not too far away luckily. From time to time your hands touched and every time you felt a sudden rush of warmth roll through your body. You didn't talk much throughout the walk. It has been a long day for both of you. When you two arrived at your apartment, you when to your bedroom to get into more comfortable clothes and grabbed the hoodie Hyunjin had forgotten the last time he was at your apartment.

"Thanks", he muttered, as you handed it to him.

"Do you want some tea? Or something else to drink?" When Hyunjin shook his head you nodded and walked into your kitchen to make yourself some tea. From the living room you heard quiet noises from Hyunjin. It was strange how something so little could comfort you. When your tea was finally ready and you walked back into your living room, Hyunjin had made himself comfortable. He had arranged your pillows and had a blanket over his body.

The moment he noticed you, he sat up and patted the sofa behind himself. With a soft smile, you grabbed the book you were currently reading and sat down behind him. Immediately he leaned with his back against you and laid his head on your upper body. Like this you two stayed for a whole. You were reading a book and he was scrolling through tiktok. From time to time you looked up from your page to watch a video Hyunjin was showing you.

You didn't know when you first noticed it but after some time Hyunjin started to shift softly. One if his hands were placed on his tummy but he seemed alright. Just when a little whine, one that sounded forced down escaped his lips, you stopped reading, looking at him fully. His smile had disappeared from his lips and you could see a light frown on his forehead.

"Are you alright?", you asked softly, placing your book aside.

"Don't know", he muttered, pressing his eyes together for a moment. "My tummy hurts."

"Oh Hyunjinnie", you muttered. "That's probably because you ate the ramen so fast." One of your hands found their way towards his hair.

"Probably", he agreed with a whisper.

"Can I do something for you?" For a moment Hyunjin kept silent.

"Could you", he started but stopped again. He hesitated another second.

"Do you want me to rub your tummy a bit?" Hyunjin let out a deep breath and nodded as if that was exactly what he wanted to ask. Slowly you placed your hand on his.

"You hand is cold", he muttered.

"I know. I'm sorry about that Jinnie", you answered but continued. Pushing his hand away softly you lifted his hoodie a bit up and sneaked your hand under it. For a moment you let your hand stay on his tummy. Right over his navel. His skin was warm against your cold hand and you could feel that his stomach was sticking out a bit. It was all bloated.

"Poor Hyunjinnie. It must really hurt", you whispered as you started rubbing small circles around his stomach that grew bigger with each round and then smaller again.

Hyunjin let out a low sigh and let himself lean more against your body. One of his hands found your free one and intertwined it. He had his eyes closed and tried to breathe evenly.

"You have magic hands", mumbled Hyunjin after a while his voice muffled. It seemed to you as if he was one step away from falling asleep. "You know, I love you." Surprised. That was probably the most suitable word for how you felt right in that moment. You knew that there was more between you two. You were seeing each other for nearly one year now outside of work but you had never said such things before. And it seemed as if Hyunjin was as much surprised as you were from his outburst.

"I love you too, Hyunjin", you returned and softly kissed his temple. You continued to carry his tummy till he was fully asleep.

"Sleep well", you whispered and made yourself more comfortable.

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farfromsugafanfic · 2 years

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Stray Kids Masterlist

One Shots:

Felix:

Fancy Dress: CEO AU, smut

Series:

Amadeus | b.ch Werewolf AU, slight Fantasy AU, Musician!Reader Rating: M Warnings: language, violence, adult themes, eventual smut, the characters are adults so

Chan belongs to the Order of Amadeus who work to keep the kingdom safe from the lycanthropy plague spreading among the populace. You can only hunt so long before you become what you hunt.

Y/N is a violinist in a traveling music troupe-one of the few left in the kingdom. One morning when she is practicing in the woods, a man emerges from among the trees and changes her life forever.

Down a member, the Order of Amadeus continues their mission to end the lycanthropy plague, but their missing member remains in the back of their mind as they narrow in on the worst wolf of them all.

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dollystuartwrites · 1 year

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Stray Gods - Chapter 31

Pairing: Gods!OT8 x !F!Reader

Genre: romance, friends to lovers, polyamory, mystery, supernatural, angst, fluff, smut

Wordcount: 3745

Chapters: [1] - [2] - [3] - [4] - [5] - [6] - [7] - [8] - [9] - [10] [11] - [12] - [13] - [14] - [15] - [16] - [17] - [18] - [19] - [20] [21] - [22] - [23] - [24] - [25] - [26] - [27] - [28] - [29] - [30] [31] - [32] - [33] - [34] - [35] - [36] - [37] - [38] - [39] - [?] MASTERLIST

Summary: With no memory of who you were, you wake up in the woods, only to be found by eight unusually handsome men. With no information of the past, the guys decide to take you in and take care of you for the time being. But that time becomes years, and as time passes, you start to notice that there is something different about them... and something different about you...

Warnings: angst, praise, thigh riding, kissing, fingering, overstimulation, lovebites, bad/miscommunication, low self-esteem, swearing, name-calling, dry humping, college, degradation, gods, special powers, vaginal sex, oral sex (f&m), mentions of contraception (condoms&thepill), injuries, mentions of death (but no character deaths), virgin!reader, teasing, orgasms, poly relationship, semi-public sex, daddy kink, strength kink. I've probably forgotten some so let me know if I did and I will add more as the story progresses.

Taglist: @eastleighsblog @tangerminie @speedybagelmongerpasta @swittyregan @septicrebel

Special thanks to my beta and cheerleader Millie.

You barely even noticed the first rays of sunshine that had begun to creep over the horizon. Instead, you were listening to Hyunjin explaining to Namjoon, Jimin and Jungkook how his powers benefited his job.

‘So, we can detect preferences for what they like, right?’ Hyunjin said, looking at Jimin, who nodded. ‘It’s fairly easy, it’s not just their levels of pheromones, and I mean, love is not necessarily something between two people. It can be love for pets, friends, the things they like to do, etc.,’ Hyunjin explained, and Jimin nodded, agreeing. Jungkook nodded along with a movement that looked more like an automatic imitation of his fellow God and showed that he understood what Hyunjin was trying to explain. ‘I mean, we can tell any preference people have, makes it easy to pick an artwork for them, isn’t it,’ Hyunjin said with a nonchalant shrug, but his smile held a hint of smugness.

‘I totally get that,’ Jimin nodded, ‘It’s the same I do for the service I provide in my hotels,’

‘Yeah, about that,’ Jeongin said, turning his chair towards the group. ‘I was wondering how hard it would be to run your own hotel.’

‘Not as hard as he makes it seem,’ Hoseok called with a giggle from a little further down the table, apparently having caught a part of the sentence. Jimin looked at him with an expression that bore a mixture of annoyance and sassiness.

Minho came over, tapping Jungkook on the shoulder as Jimin and Jeongin continued their conversation about running a hotel, Jeongin seemingly fascinated.

‘About Chaos, I was wondering, how are you with Time?’ Minho asked Jungkook. Jungkook blinked his big eyes a few times, tearing himself from Jimin and Jeongin’s conversation and looking up at Minho.

‘Time?’ Jungkook repeated. Minho nodded. ‘Right, erm, I’m not sure if Chaos does affect it too much. Ohh, but there was this one instance where-’

A sudden warm hand on your shoulder startled you and pulled you out of the conversation. You looked around, and Changbin was standing next to you, looking down at you with a soft smile. He bent over, his mouth close to your ear.

‘You’re tired,’ he said softly.

‘How did you-’ you began, quite surprised that he had seemed to have noticed it before you yourself had.

‘Lowers your body temp,’ he answered softly. You nodded slowly, suddenly shivering as you noticed you were actually kind of cold too.

‘Let me take you to bed,’ he offered with a whisper. His words made your tummy flutter slightly, but you tried to ignore it.

On the one hand, you wanted to stay longer. Stay with all of them and hear all of their conversations that were simply too interesting, with many revealing things about them you hadn’t even known yet. But on the other hand, you saw the daylight creeping in slowly, meaning it had to be dawn already. You were tired, and some of the others probably were, too, even though they were having too much fun as well to notice. Someone had to be the first.

You got up and went to stand next to Changbin.

‘Guys, I’m off to bed,’ you stated loudly, trying to make yourself audible over their chatter and laughter. Chan, who had been talking with Yoongi about his job as a music producer for the last few hours, looked up surprised. Felix, Han and Seungmin, who had been talking with Hoseok, Jin, Taehyung, and Lady, almost seemed startled by getting pulled out of their deep conversation. Hyunjin, Jimin, Minho, Namjoon, Jeongin and Jungkook, who had been sitting closest, looked up interestedly.

‘Right, who’s-,’ Felix said vaguely.

‘I’ll take her,’ Changbin said with a nod. The rest of the guys nodded as well and then bid you goodnight with a wave or a sweet smile.

‘Don’t you wanna go back?’ you asked as Changbin entered the room with you. It wasn’t as if you were trying to get rid of him, but you also didn’t want him to be excluded from all the fun.

‘Nah, I’m good,’ Changbin said, ‘I have to admit it was interesting, though,’

‘Yeah?’ you said as you kicked off your shoes and sat down on the bed.

‘Yeah,’ Changbin nodded. ‘It was fun to talk to other Gods again. We haven’t met any in a while, so it was nice to exchange stories again, learn from each other, you know,’

‘And what did you learn?’ you said with a giggle, trying to reach the zipper on the back of your dress but failing.

‘That the God of Water and the God of Fire get along better than I anticipated,’ He said with a chuckle.

‘Binnie, can you please help me with this? Ugh, this damn thing,’ you said, getting annoyed by the zipper on your back that seemed to be just out of reach.

‘Sure,’ he chuckled and got up. He came to sit next to you, and you could feel his warm hands moving over your back, unzipping the dress for you.

‘Thanks,’ you said with a sigh. You got up and let the dress fall from your shoulders on the food, stepping out of it and leaving you in just your underwear, not minding Changbin’s presence as you were just happy to get out of it.

‘Erm, I think I should go to bed too,’ Changbin said quickly, getting up and turning his back to you to give you some privacy. Not that you cared about that at all.

Although you had spent hours with a large group of people, talking, laughing, and having fun, for some reason, right at that moment, you still felt slightly lonely. You could see Changbin moving in the direction of the door, but before he could get away, you grabbed his hand.

‘Please stay,’ you asked. The hairs on your skin stood upright as the room’s cold air brushed your almost naked body. You felt slightly stupid as you knew your voice had let through more desperation than you wanted. It wasn’t fair, and you didn’t want to admit it to yourself. Maybe it was because you had gotten so used to it, or maybe things had gone to your head when Lady had told you that you were a Goddess… But right now, you craved attention. Changbin’s attention.

‘Alright,’ he said with a soft and low voice. He turned around, his eyes fixed on yours as you still held his hand. You smiled and pulled at him softly, and he gave in and walked with you to the bed. Once you laid down on the bed, he squatted beside you, tucking you in and putting his hand lovingly on your cheek. The warmth of his hand felt so incredibly good.

‘I’m still cold,’ you pouted. Changbin chucked.

‘You’re a bit needy tonight, aren’t you?’ Changbin teased, reading you correctly. His words made you suppress a smirk, but he put up a pretend sigh and said, ‘Alright then, I’ll warm you up. Scoot,’

He climbed into the bed next to you and pulled the covers over the both of you. You turned to your side so your bodies could line up together, Changbin being the big spoon. He put his arm carefully around you and placed his hand on your shoulder. Unlike Hyunjin and Minho, who liked to tease you and get their hands on you whenever they could, Changbin was always a gentleman, never touching you where he thought he shouldn’t.

His body heat seemed to radiate through you as if you had stepped into a warm bath. You couldn’t help but sigh at the feeling of his warmth.

‘Better?’ Changbin asked. You hummed in agreement.

It felt so good to be held by him, with his strong arms and broad frame encapsulating you. Even the smell of him was warm and homey.

You wiggled backwards slightly, trying to press more of your body against his, wanting to feel him everywhere.

‘Don’t,’ His voice said suddenly, sounding slightly rough. You frowned even though he could not see.

‘What? Why?’ you asked. For a moment, you were scared that he was afraid of burning you again, and you were just about to turn around and scold him for it when you felt it.

Something slightly hard was pressing against your butt.

Instantly your heart started beating faster, and you suddenly felt wide awake.

‘I-I should probably go,’ Changbin whispered again, but you grabbed his arm again before he could let go of you and only wiggled back more, this time intentionally pressing your butt hard into his crotch.

‘Binnie, I’m still cold,’ you lied brattily. ‘Stay,’

Changbin groaned low as you clung onto his arm, pulling it against your chest between your breasts as you kept rubbing your ass into him.

‘Y/n,’ he growled. You stopped moving for a second and could now feel his full erection between your butt cheeks, ‘you’re playing a dangerous game here,’ he groaned.

‘What? Afraid you’ll burn me?’ you said teasingly, letting him know you weren’t worried.

‘No,’ he said, his voice suddenly calm and much closer. His lips were brushing on your ear when he spoke next. ‘But you’ve been driving me insane lately, and I’ve been holding myself back as much as I could,’

His words made you clench instantly, and your heart pounded in your chest.

‘You have?’ you said, turning around to face him. His almost red eyes locked instantly with yours. ‘Is that why you have been so modest? Shying away every time I tried to let you know I wanted you,’

Changbin swallowed, and his lips parted slightly.

‘You wanted me?’ he repeated the words clumsily. His eyes were half-lidded, and the look on his face made you go absolutely feral inside. Without thinking, you swung your leg over him, pushing your hand on his chest for him to lie down on his back as you went to sit on top of him. A hiss escaped his lips as the tent in his pants disappeared between your still-clothed thighs.

‘Of course, I did, Binnie, wasn’t it obvious?’ you mewled, leaning forwards slightly, which made your hips grind into him. Changbin groaned again, and the sound of it was almost enough to make your eyes roll back into your head. ‘Or do you just not wanna play with me?’ you teased, tilting your hips to grind against him again.

Changbin let out another groan.

‘Y/n, I swear, if you- you go on like this,’ he stammered, closing his eyes and moaning again.

‘Then what? What Binnie? You can’t hold back anymore?’ you purred, bending over and brushing your lips over his. ‘I never wanted you to hold back anyway,’ you breathed into his mouth.

Suddenly Changbin’s red eyes snapped open, and his hands grabbed your hips with an almost bruising grip.

‘I’m gonna fuck you so good, babydoll,’ he said with a growl, grabbing the side of your panties and ripping them apart with his hands, literally tearing them from your body and throwing them away. He grabbed your hips again and made you grind against his still-covered cock.

‘Fuck, babydoll, look at the mess you’re making on me. I was trying to behave before, but if you say you don’t want me to hold back-’

You mewled as you left behind a dark wet streak on the satin of his joggers.

‘Binnie-,’ you breathed his name, biting your lip, and you could see him revel in the sound of you moaning his name.

‘You keep making me so hard; everything you do, I just can’t seem to stop looking at you. So beautiful and perfect. Wish I could fuck you all the time,’ Changbin groaned.

‘Then fuck me,’ you whispered, leaning forward to steal a kiss from him. Your lips clashed with his, and he hungrily kissed you back, letting go of your hips for a moment to pull his own pants down as well.

When you sat back up again, you could feel his hard length between your thighs again, but this time nothing covering either of you. You gasped softly when you felt his tip slide through your already wet folds. You looked down for a second as you ground backwards, down his shaft, able to see him for the first time. He was definitely not as long as Chan, but he was certainly well-endowed. The thickness of it made you bite your bottom lip before facing Changbin again.

His mouth was still slightly open as he was already panting, his hands like iron grips on your hips again as you continued grinding over his length.

‘Y/n,’ Changbin moaned softly as he slowly moved his hips with yours. One of his hands slit upwards, stopping at your mouth and dipping two of his fingers into it. You closed your lips around them, sucking on them instantly and letting your tongue twirl around them. Changbin let out a beautiful moan, closing his eyes for a moment.

With each stroke of his tip, sliding through your folds and over your clit, you could feel the knot inside you tighter further, and it wasn’t long before you were moaning around his fingers.

‘Fuck, y/n,’ Changbin moaned again when he almost entered you with the next grind. ‘Please, please, babydoll, I need you,’ he pleaded with a sigh, his brows knitted together as he removed his wet fingers from your mouth.

The looking of desperation on his face and his pleading were all you needed. You ground back on his cock one last time and went to sit on your knees. Changbin instantly understood and quickly grabbed his dick to position it against your entrance. Very slowly, you let yourself down on him. Not because you wanted to tease him some more but simply because you needed the time. You could feel your walls stretching out to accommodate his thick girth. Inch by inch, you let yourself down on his hard length, feeling him fill you up and stretch you out. When he finally bottomed out inside you, you let your head fall back with a moan. Changbin let out another curse again.

‘Feels so tight, babydoll; you alright?’ he asked, his voice sounding restrained. You looked at him, already panting, his red eyes fixed on you worriedly. You smiled at him and lifted yourself up a bit, which earned you an instant groan from him. Carefully you tried to set a slow pace for yourself, letting him slip out of your before taking him in again. Every slow stroke felt like utter bliss. The way he was stretching you felt exquisite. His tight grip on your hips guided you carefully as you rode him slowly.

‘I can’t believe I’m finally inside you. Feels so good you’re driving me insane,’ Changbin muttered low, breathing deep.

‘Binnie-’ It was the only thing you could say, the only thing your brain seemed to remember anymore.

‘Yes baby, I’m here; I’ll make you feel good,’ he hummed. His hand slid down to your core, letting his thumb slowly circle over your clit. His touch instantly made you mewl and throw your head back.

Soon, the extra stimulation only made you want more, and you tried to pick up the pace slightly. But the faster you wanted to go, the harder it became to keep steady.

‘More Binnie, please,’ you mewled; this time, it was your turn to be desperate. He answered you by putting both his hands underneath your butt as he started lifting you at a steady pace. The instant increase of pace and friction and stretch inside of you was more than enough to forgive him for abandoning your clit. Now, every time he pumped himself inside of you, he brushed that particular spot that made it hard not to scream.

The world around you didn’t exist anymore; the only thing left was the blissful feeling of where your bodies connected. The feeling of his thick cock inside of you made you lose your mind completely, a nonstop stream of soft moans leaving your lips without you even realising it.

‘Baby, you sound so pretty, look so beautiful, damn,’ Changbin groaned, his voice pulling you slightly back to reality. You opened your eyes a little and could see his blissful face. His shirt had shifted up, exposing his abs, and his sleeves looked so tight on his tensed arm muscles that you wouldn’t be surprised if the fabric ripped. You let your eyes go over his beautiful body and couldn’t help but be in absolute awe of it. Your hands moved forwards, fingers drawing over his exposed abs, following the lines of his tensing and untensing muscles. You could see a proud smile when you looked back at his face again.

‘So handsome,’ you could barely speak the words through your moans, but Changbin heard them. You meant it from the bottom of your heart. Not just because he was the most ripped member of the group; no, you would think he was handsome, whatever his physique was. He was handsome because you loved him with all your heart.

Changbin gave an extra hard and deep thrust which made you gasp, but before you had time to even look at him in surprise, he had already turned his speed up another notch, lifting you up further, effectively carrying you now. He bottomed out with every stroke, snapping his hips into you and turning you into nothing more than a panting, mewling mess.

The knot on your core was resting on its edge but never quite tipping over, driving you even more desperate for him. Without you noticing, your moans kept getting louder and louder as you edged on longer and longer.

Suddenly, he sat up straight, his dick still never leaving you, before he resumed his hard pace again, still holding you up but facing you now. You could see the hair around his forehead stick together, wet from his sweat.

‘So loud, they’ll hear,’ he panted onto your lips. The caress of his hot breath made your spine tingle.

‘Let them,’ you moaned thoughtlessly, only caring about your seemingly forever-edging orgasm right now.

Changbin kissed you, his lips soft and sweet, contrasting his hard fucking and the way he was constantly stretching you. You instantly kissed him back, his lips the only thing that prevented you from screaming. When you let your tongue slip between his plump lips, he groaned, instantly letting you in. His thrusts instantly became sloppier and harder, and you wrapped your arms around his neck. You didn’t care that the back of his neck was slightly damp, as it felt simply too good to brush your fingers through his soft dark hair.

It seemed so easy for him to keep you up like that, fucking himself harshly into you like you were some sort of toy doll whose weight didn’t matter to him.

You could feel the coil in your core tightening again and realised it could burst at any moment.

‘Binnie-’ you panted, looking at him in a daze, finding his fiery red eyes. ‘So close,’ was all you could say.

‘Wanna cum, babydoll?’ he said, sounding just as desperate as you did. ‘Say my name; I’ll make you cum,’

‘Binnie,’ you purred into his ear. Instantly Changbin started pounding into you harder and faster than ever before, completely overwhelming your senses.

‘Changbin!’ you screamed his name. ‘Fuck Changbin, fuck!’ you swore loudly as your long-awaited orgasm finally washed over you. You could feel your pussy clenching down hard on his thick dick, making you moan his name over and over again.

‘Shit, so tight now, I’m gonna-’ Changbin groaned, unable to finish his sentence.

‘Changbin- please- fill me up, Changbin,’ you panted in his ear. Changbin let out a long deep guttural groan as he pulled you down on his dick one last time, bottoming out and spilling himself deep into you, his fingers digging into your ass, bruising the delicate skin. You could feel him pulsating inside you, your walls still clenching and unclenching from your own orgasm.

Changbin leaned his forehead against yours, his chest heaving deeply as he panted heavily. The two of you sat like that for a moment, with both his cock and your walls still pulsing slightly with after waves from both your orgasms, your arms around his neck, his hands now softly massaging the spots where he had held you.

His eyes slowly dragged up to meet yours, and you noticed the bright red colour was already dying down slightly, returning to its usual more brownish tone they usually had.

He smiled softly at you, removing his forehead from yours to plant a kiss on it softly.

‘You are-’ Changbin began, he huffed and smiled, apparently not finding the words to describe you, but you understood what he was trying to say.

‘Felt so good, Binnie,’ you whispered, stealing a soft kiss that made him grin and blush slightly. You tried to move your leg somewhat as it was becoming a little uncomfortable now that you were stationary instead of bouncing, but it only made you shift on his cock. Changbin groaned, and you couldn’t help but clench again, earning a second groan.

‘Sorry,’ you giggled softly. He let out a soft chuckle.

‘It’s fine,’ he said with a crooked grin. ‘Let us get cleaned up.’ Without seeming to cost him any effort, he picked you up again and carried you to the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later, the both of you were lying in bed, cuddled up together, both clean now.

You buried your nose into the crook of his neck, your arm draped over his chest, and your leg over his.

‘Binnie,’ you mumbled sleepily, your eyes already closing. Changbin hummed softly. ‘I love you.’ you finally spoke the words you had been thinking all night long.

Changbin shifted under you, turning towards you, his arm over your body, and pulling you in closer to him.

‘I love you so much, y/n,’ he spoke softly. ‘I’ll protect you. Won’t let anyone hurt you. My beautiful girl, I love you so much.’

His words were so sweet that they almost made you cry. You buried your face deeper into his shoulder as he laid his hand protectively on the back of your head, his thumb caressing your hair.

‘We’ll take care of you,’ he mumbled sleepily.

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hyunnieshannie · 1 year

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BOUNDLESS | HHJ - UPDATE

Boundless is FINALLY making it's come back! After reviewing where I wanted to go with this story, I have it much more mapped out! Thank you everyone who has been so patiently waiting for this, and for supporting boundless even while it was privated it means a lot to me! Welcome back Kitsune Hyunjin!

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felixmadeweedbrownies · 9 days

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Does anyone have stoner skz fics?

#fics #fan fiction #skz #stray kids #felix lee #bang chan #han jisung #hwang hyunjin #seo changbin #lee know #kim seungmin #yang jeongin #stoner #weedlife

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skz-fanfic-recs · 21 days

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hardly a bolt from the blue by magicsoul

in a way, chan had applied for this position—and taken it—as a test of his own patience. as a measure of how much he could take; he’ll bend, and bend, and bend, but will he break? there is often no hot water in the dorms. no internet, no phone service. he spends most of his waking hours slightly damp from the rain or from the river, shivering. blisters, calluses, mosquito bites. he hasn’t had any chocolate in three weeks. but he can take it. all of that is fine. he tolerates it: bends, but does not break. he’s proud of himself for how well he can take it. however, it’s not like the limit does not exist. it very much exists, and its name is hyunjin.

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bruh-changbin · 1 year

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new nails + life updates + blog updates 😸

heyyyy guys sorry I have been kind of dead on here as of late 😭 I haven’t posted a nail pic on foreverrrre and @drunkjaked asked me to share so here’s the new set I got done a little bit ago

ignore my jack skellington-esque fingers lol they’re simple but v nice for the winter and cold weather yasss my nail tech kept saying she loved the colour hehe

anyways on w some more important stuff!!! finally finished the semester (which was kicking my ass ngl) 😵‍💫 I had a ton of really big really important papers due like back to back for the past few weeks which is why I’ve barely been on here lol…. and since uni has been draining me of all of my life when I finally got home I was feeling so drab so I caved and allowed myself to a couple new super cool tattoos that had been on my mind for a v long time… reinvention yas 😻 but now that I’m done the semester and my semi annual aesthetic change I can chill and read and write and fantasize about changbin and jay for a whole month (ish)!!!!!!!

with that being said I have some fic updates hurhur 😸 ok so I was planning on doing a super fluffy smutty university boyfriend channie fic that’s like winter/holiday related but I think I’m gonna switch that to hyunjin bc I haven’t written for him in forever AND I have smth really big planned for channie (and another aussie idol…) for the new year lawl 😻 and am also planning on trying to grind out a short jongseong blurb sometime soon bc he’s literally my enha bias and I haven’t written anything for him yet??????? like what

ok that’s it I’ll shut up now there’s a possibility I’ll post a teaser for winter uni boyfriend hyunjin but I might just drop the whole fic on you and then fuck off ok bye love you

#tbh I’ve never been a huge fan of the winter #but there’s smth different in the air this year like…#as soon as I got out of my uni town I felt so free even though I still had like 5 assignments to write @ home lawl…#anyways!!!#sorry for being dead I’ll try to get back into my active era #and new fics coming your way v soon #sky.sms #stray kids fanfiction #hwang hyunjin fanfic

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skz317cb97 · 11 months

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Dandelions

Hyunjin x Female reader

Word count: 971

Synopsis: You and Hyunjin find a field of dandelions. Hyunjin sees a field of wishes.

A/N: This bad boy has been in the WIPS for a WHile! Finally got around to finishing it up! It's fluffy and sweet and I hope you all enjoy! If you like reading this give it a reblog, comment, like, shoot me an ask, I love to hear from you guys!

Warnings: None really. A little suggestive in the beginning but sorry guys no smut on this one! Crack head levels of fluff for sure though!

Your car was cruising down a winding country road. You were in the passenger seat with your feet propped up on the dash looking out your open window at the expansive view ahead of you, the breeze blowing your hair around crazily.

Your boyfriend was driving, sneaking peeks over at you. His eyes scanning up your bare legs stretched out in front of you until he couldn’t take it anymore and had to run his hand down your smooth leg and squeeze your thigh. You looked over at him and smiled leaning your head back on the seat and closing your eyes, enjoying the feeling of the warm day, the breeze, your boyfriend’s touch. You were on an extended road trip, on the way to your parent’s place for a family friend’s wedding.

You had done a good chunk of the driving already and it was Hyunjin’s turn to get some miles in. You were way out in the country now so he was really getting the better end of the deal so far. Mostly straight aways and no other traffic to speak of except an occasional truck or tractor. Hyunjin’s hand slid lower down your thigh and further in towards the apex of your legs.

“Don’t start anything you can’t finish Hwang.” You flashed him a look, raising your eyebrow at him. He smirked and lightly pinched the inside of your thigh.

“Who says I can’t finish?” He winked at you. You rolled your eyes and laughed.

“Me and the fact that you’re behind the wheel of this car that’s who’s saying.” You came over a crest in the road and suddenly you saw this huge field of wild flowers and throughout the field, looking like scattered clouds, were hundreds of blooming dandelions. You immediately perked up, sitting straight up in your seat.

“Hyunjinnie! Look at that field! Can we stop please please please can we stop!? I want to take pictures!” You bounced in your seat and asked to stop at the field like a kid asking to go to Disney world. How could he possibly say no to you.

“Yes baby we can stop for pictures.” You squealed and reached over wrapping your arms around Hyunjin’s neck and giving him a big wet kiss on the cheek and then started crawling in the back seat looking for your camera before he even pulled off to the side of the road.

“Impatient much?” He pinched your rear that was bent over the center console.

“Ouch! Enough with the pinching or I’ll pinch your head off mister!” You sat back in your seat with your camera in hand as Hyunjin parked the car on the shoulder of the road, far enough if any cars came passed they wouldn’t have to go around or avoid the parked vehicle.

As soon as the car came to a complete stop you were jumping out and running into the field. Hyunjin got out laughing. He loved seeing you so carefree like that, you were always so concerned about deadlines and if there was time for this or that. Hyunjin grabbed a blanket you kept in the trunk for when you went to the drive in and followed you out into the field.

He spread out the blanket and sat down while you took picture after picture of pretty little flowers. Hyunjin was so head over heels in love with you. No one was perfect but you were close enough for him. He started picking dandelions and blowing the seeds away. Again and again. You turned and found Hyunjin in your view finder. You started taking pictures of the beautiful man scattering the white fluff balls into the wind. You let your camera hang around your neck and walked over.

“That’s a lot of wishes your making there Mr. Hwang.” You sat down while he picked another and blew, more white fluff carried away by the wind.

“It’s not a lot. Just one.” You smiled.

“You’re wishing the same wish over and over again?” He shook his head and picked another.

“Mhmm. I’m wishing that you’ll be mine.” You looked at him confused. You were his. Entirely. You loved Hyunjin more than you loved yourself because you knew he loved you just as much. Hyunjin turned towards you and you took your camera off setting it aside.

“I’ve always read in stories about a once in a life time love. I’m pretty sure that you’re that love of mine.” His hand came up and he tucked a stray hair behind your ear so he could see your beautiful face better and you smiled.

“When I’ve had a bad day, I feel okay when I see you smile.” Hyunjin cupped your cheek and looked deep into your eyes.

“I see forever when I look in your eyes.” He kissed you so sweetly it took your breath away. When you opened your eyes Hyunjin looked down and your gaze followed his. When you looked down you saw a small velvet burgundy box open in his hands, a pretty little diamond ring resting on a cushion inside.

“Will you be mine forever?” Tears welled up and spilled from your eyes instantly. You threw your arms around his neck and kissed his plump lips over and over.

“Yes! Yes, yes, yes! I will I’ll always be yours Hyunjin!” You cried and hugged him. Once you were calm Hyunjin let go and grabbed your hand to put the ring on your finger.

“I was going to ask your parents' permission on this trip and ask you later but this seemed like the place and time to do it.” You nodded agreeing as you looked at the ring on your finger then deep into his gorgeous brown eyes.

“I love you Hyunjin.” They sparkled like the diamond.

“I love you too.”

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minsungjinho · 9 months

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restricted - Hyunjin x Reader

18+ MDNI ~ feedback always appreciated also let me know if I should make a part two word count: 9.1K genre: strangers to lovers, travel situationship warnings below the cut

warnings: cock warming, choking, pet names, dom!hyunjin, body worship(?), swearing, after care, unprotected sex (wrap your willys), fainting, rope play, rope binding and restricting, odontophilia aka biting, degrading kinda, the opposite of pulling out (please dont), orgasm control, lots of dirty talk, let me know if I missed any :3

Your skin was feverishly hot. Cheeks and ears bright red at the exposing position this crazy artist had you in. Naked, like completely bare, tied, and shaking from the knees at how long you’ve been there. How did you even get into this mess in the first place?

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Bills were due once again, and just after barely catching up to last month's expenses you found yourself in quite the predicament once again. Your part-time job wasn’t enough to cover all of your bills, let alone put food in your fridge. College + Working + Trying to work on your own hobby = completely broke.

You requested extra hours at work, but you were only able to add a couple of hours to various shifts which wasn’t going to cut it. You reached out to your school, perhaps there was a way to make money there such as working in the cafeteria, cleaning classrooms, or picking for trash in the common grounds. Another dead end, realizing how many other students were in the same boat as you.

You left your number on the bulletin board of the office after asking for work through the college, hoping maybe someone would need help with something, anything that could keep you from being borderline homeless. You took the long way home, strolling through parks and neighborhoods trying to sift through your thoughts on extra ways to make money.

It was another night of ramen and frozen broccoli, two cheap foods that never go bad. You were scrolling all sorts of job apps, even Facebook pages for people that need extra help around town. You tapped away at the screen all night. While eating, while bathing, and getting ready for bed- until you fell asleep.

The next three days were classes in the morning, a part-time job in the evening, and endless scrolling on your phone once you got home at night. It felt hopeless, and unimaginably useless to try and keep living by yourself without help from your family. You were ready to throw in the towel and move back home.

It wasn’t until the following day that you saw a glimpse of light at the end of the tunnel, a hail mary, or a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity- you could call it. A fellow artist in your painting class had overheard some upperclassmen talk about an artist at the school who was recruiting a model but with very specific requirements. Has to be this tall, that build, these colored eyes, this colored hair, and so on and so forth.

You were able to find the artist who was requesting a model through crowd-sourcing around campus. He was rarely at the school, only for a select few classes that were mostly one-on-one with the professor. He was already famed for his skill and most especially his parents. Photographers with more experience and ability than almost anyone else in the world. They were retired, of course at an early age like most achieved artists, but apparently very intent on making their only son a prodigy of the arts as well.

That night you set up a small corner of your apartment with a white sheet backdrop, taking headshots and pictures of your body’s shape- clothed obviously. You figured if you were going to indulge in his request while knowing how picky he is, you might as well be prepared. You printed them out the next morning at the school's library, arriving extra early so no one would see your weird attempt at a modeling resume.

Watching out the window as the pictures printed you noticed a man walking into the building, a large bag in hand with a coffee in the other. He walked tall, muscularly lanky, and yet handsome as hell. His dark brown hair came down to his shoulders, slicked back without gel as if he were born with that hairstyle. Putting the pieces together, you remembered the description of the talented artist and bolted out of the library with your pictures in hand.

Extraordinary good looks? Check. Luscious brown hair and plump lips? Double check. A toned yet skinny body? Tall? For sure. You knew it was him, Hwang Hyunjin, the son of the most talented photographers out there. You raced through the mostly empty halls, hoping to catch him before his classes. Bolting up the stairs, you make your way toward the Fine Arts wing of the campus, finding him waiting outside of a studio's door.

He was sipping his coffee, presumably an iced Americano judging on the color. It wasn’t until he could hear your panting breaths from running that he noticed you, judgementally looking you up and down before you spoke.

“You’re.. Looking for a model.. Right?” You managed to squeak out in between breaths.

He removed his lips from the straw of his drink, and man was everyone right about how plush they were. He nodded, accepting the freshly printed pictures you offered him and thoroughly examining them. He wasn’t looking at anything in particular, but almost looking through the pictures- seeing the potential you have and what he could do with a body like yours.

He looked at you, inspecting your features, how long your legs were, if your chest was too big or too small, how far apart your eyes were from the bridge of your nose, the width of your hips, all of the things that would make you uncomfortable if you hadn’t known he was an artist.

“Let me think about it.” That was all he said to you within the three-minute exchange. Your heart dropped into your stomach at his words, feeling silly that he would blindly accept your offer. It wasn’t as if you were expecting a flat-out yes, but you weren’t mentally prepared for this outcome.

You took a page from him, flipping it around and writing your number on the back of the picture along with your name. “I’ll do anything.” You pleaded. “Just let me know.” You handed the print back to him before flashing a weak smile, having to look up in order for him to see you due to the height difference.

You walk past him through the art wing, opening the last door at the end of the hallway- which was the room for painting classes where you were spending most of your time this semester. You flipped the lights on, letting the door close behind you with a soft thud. The room was never locked, and even though you didn’t have a class until much later in the morning you decided to get some work done in the hope of finishing a project early.

You took your apron off of its hook, wrapping and tying the string around your waist. It was a cooler day, the middle of autumn, so you decided a nice thick sweater would be a good option for your outfit. It didn’t flatter you though, it didn’t indicate how thin of a waist you had or the hourglass shape that hid underneath.

You pulled your hair into a messy bun, letting the fallen strands hang with little to no care. You had walked over to your easel, looking at the work you had done the day before. You were about to walk over to the sink and counters, getting everything you needed to start painting before the door opened behind you.

It was him, the famous, dreamy-looking man who was walking over to you with a serious expression. “What does ‘anything’ mean to you?” He asked once getting only two or three inches away. His eyes narrowed as he looked down at you, head cocked slightly to the side with interest.

“Anything means anything.” You state, feeling a bit intimidated at how fast he came toward you. “If you want me to jump into the lake in this freezing weather just to prove myself, I will. If you want me to dress like a clown, I will. If you want me to-”

“That’s not what I mean, darling, what I’m thinking of has nothing to do with proving yourself.” He backs away from you after his interruption, leaning against a cabinet. “I’m assuming you don’t know what kind of art I do.” Hyunjin crosses his arms and eyes you up and down once more.

“Well, I know you mainly use charcoal as your medium.” You start, feeling embarrassed that you didn’t actually know that much about him. “I’ve seen some of your paintings too, but that's about it.” You copy his motions, crossing your arms as he nods his head.

“Nude. I do nude charcoal drawings and nude paintings.” He grins as he watches your face change color. This was unbeknownst to you, no one had said anything about this when you asked all around about this guy. You shake your head at the embarrassment, shoving it from your mind.

“That's fine, that still sits under the category of ‘anything’.” He looks at you with an amused expression, running his tongue along his bottom lip before biting it with a smile.

“Mmm, okay.” He puffs his chest and lifts his body back into a straight standing position. “This weekend then, the location is a bit far away but I’ll drive us there.” You uncross your arms, letting them fall to your sides as you hear his approval.

“Before that though, I’m going to text you some examples of my work. If it’s something you think you can handle, then send me your banking info and I’ll send the first half of your pay.” He was still grinning, an egotistical one that he actually seemed to deserve based on his looks alone.

You nodded in response, still taking in and processing everything he said. He walked toward the door, opening it halfway before turning back to look at you. “You look good in that apron.” Was all he said before closing the door behind him.

In complete shock and disbelief, you sit in the closest chair you can find while trying to take in all of the info. “He actually said yes.” Was all that ran through your brain for the rest of the day, excitedly awaiting for his text.

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Your classes were completed today, and you didn’t have a shift at your part-time job so you rushed home to eagerly pack some of your belongings for the trip in two days' time. Once you packed almost all of your necessities, you hopped in the shower and basked in the warm water that steamed up the whole room.

A ding could be heard from your bedroom where your phone was charging, causing you to hastily finish your shower and rush to check if it was from Hyunjin. To your surprise, he sent over 15 pictures of his work, most of them charcoal drawings but some were paintings too. You open the message fully, finally able to see the detail in his work but not even getting past the second painting before the realization hits you.

Every single woman in these paintings is in a sexual position, either from a man’s point of view in the bed or a bystander. You keep scrolling through the photos, seeing women handcuffed to a bed or being bent over a table, all of it is lewd and makes you want to clean your eyes with soap. The only thing reassuring about these pieces of art was that each woman seemed to be having a great time, or at the very least comfortable.

You pondered the situation for quite some time, taking the night to mull over what kind of model shoot this actually is, and if it’s worth it. You woke up late in the morning, your alarm not going off from the lack of classes you were attending today. You sit up in your bed, only an oversized teeshirt covering your upper half as you rub your eyes.

Picking up your phone, you see two texts. One from your landlord, and the other from Hyunjin. You open the message from your landlord first, which ultimately stated that your rent money better be sent to him by Sunday or there would be a problem. You sighed and slumped back into your bed, knowing you were out of options.

You opened Hyunjin’s text, which only read “well?”, and nothing else. You kicked your feet into the bed, knowing you might regret accepting his offer- but doing exactly that. You sent over your bank info, mentally punching yourself in the face.

Within minutes you got a notification that money was sent to your account, your phone slipping from your hand at the insane amount he wired over. You texted him immediately, asking if he made a mistake- and he plainly texted back that he didn’t. If this was the first half of your pay- you might be able to pay three months' worth of rent once the job was finished.

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You were in the car viewing the trees that had finished changing color and were now shedding their leaves. Quiet music played, and very few words were exchanged. It was about two hours away, deep into the middle of nowhere. You started feeling anxious, wondering if you made a mistake and perhaps he was actually a serial killer.

“My parents bought this cabin a few years ago but have only used it a handful of times,” He started, one hand on the wheel and the other holding his head with an elbow propped on the edge of the car door. “It felt like a waste, so I’ve sorta commandeered it to be my own studio.” This explanation eased some of your nerves but brought up more questions you wanted answers to.

Why did you start doing art? When did you start to take it seriously? Why charcoal? What would you be doing if not art? Is the cabin nice? Where do you get your looks from? Why use a live model rather than images online? Why choose me?

His answers were plain, very little thought put behind them.

Around the time I turned 4. When I turned 10. I like the way it feels in my hands. Probably some entry-level job. Very. Definitely my mom. Reasons. You’re beautiful.

By the time you had ended your questionnaire, you were pulling into a long driveway, secluded from any other cottages or homes in the area. You felt the redness of your ears lingering from his compliment towards you. Once the trees slipped from your view, the car was pushed into park in front of a beautiful, modern, yet homey log cabin. You couldn’t help the muttering of your amazement as you exited the car. Hyunjin pressed a button on the dash, the trunk of the SUV opening for him to grab your bags and his.

You couldn’t contain your excitement to see the inside, practically jumping up and down as he entered the passcode with the buttons on the electrical door lock. He opened the door and let you enter first, a small chivalrous gesture that you would remember. You slipped your shoes off in the doorway, taking in every detail of the way the walls were shifting slightly, the windows that were ever so slightly dusty from the lack of living in the goddamn house. You understood why people had vacation homes, but part of it felt so foreign and useless to you.

The cabin seemed to be two stories high, with a basic living area, half bathroom, kitchen and dining space downstairs, and bedrooms on the second. The first floor was very much an open concept, with no walls separating the rooms as the wooden floors ran their course through its entirety. There was very little furniture, which you expected for a house that wasn’t very lived in. A basic leather couch facing a TV mounted on the wall adjacent to it, a small dining room table with a bowl of fake fruits, and no small appliances or decor on the kitchen countertops.

Once you found the stairs leading to the second floor, you gestured at them as Hyunjin came into your sight- making sure it was okay to proceed. He nodded, tagging along right behind you with the bags in hand. You opened each door, finding two bedrooms, a master bathroom, and an office turned into an art studio. Neither bedroom looked used at all, each piece of furniture placed perfectly like an IKEA storefront.

He placed both bags of luggage onto the dresser of the master bedroom, making you tilt your head ever so slightly in confusion. You decided not to ask, or challenge him about it, seeing as you granted him the ‘anything’ part of the deal. You walk back downstairs as Hyunjin empties his clothes from his bag into the dresser, turning on a few lights and opening curtains to gain more lighting. You spread open a thick set of curtains that leads to a deck, and of course, you’re too curious to ignore it.

You open the sliding door, a breeze drafting past you before you step onto the porch. The wood beneath your bare feet is cold, Autumn has set in earlier here than in the city you live in. A couple of deck chairs inhabit the far left corner, but what really piqued your interest was the large hot tub on the opposite side, steam leaking from the sides of its covers.

Steps from behind you disrupted your thoughts, causing you to spin and find Hyunjin leaning against the doorway. “You never told me there was a hot tub.” You said with a hint of excitement. “I told you to bring swimwear, didn’t I?” He retorted, scoffing before entering the house once more. You followed closely behind, shutting the sliding glass behind you.

“We need to go to a store or something and get food for meals, ya know.” You didn’t make eye contact with him as you said this but rather spoke to the entire house instead.

“Already covered.” He said plainly, a knock on the door being heard from the front of the house.

You eyed him suspiciously, not following too closely behind as he answered the door. He shook his head, silently mocking you while you stalked behind him cautiously. As he swung the door ajar, you noticed no people on the steps but paper bags.

“Are you going to help me?” He asked with a cocky tone, leaning forward to grab a bag.

“Oh. Yeah.” You slid past him and grabbed a bag as well, repeating this a few times until there were none left to collect.

You were both gathered in the kitchen, emptying the contents of the bags onto the counters. When did he have time to place an order for groceries and what company would deliver them all the way out here? You pondered, sighing at the fact that it must be the perks of having money and slight fame to your family name.

“I wasn’t sure what you would like, so I got a bit of everything.” He said quietly, opening cabinets to store snacks in.

He was right, there was a little bit of everything in these bags; from classic American junk food to what seemed like ingredients for a fancy pasta dish. There were a couple of out-of-place items, such as chocolate syrup and whipped cream, though you didn’t pay any mind to that and expected there to be ice cream in one of the bags as well. This menial, married-couple-esque type of task made you feel more at ease with your stay here.

After putting everything away, Hyunjin went back upstairs to finish unpacking, you assumed. It was just about lunchtime, perhaps an hour later than the designated time to eat, however, you were very hungry and a snack wasn’t going to cut it. Unfamiliar with having real ingredients to work with rather than just ramen and frozen vegetables, you had been staring into the fridge for too long trying to think of something to make.

You had decided on something relatively simple, avocado toast and crackers with cheese. It took almost no time to prepare and left minimal dishes to be washed later. You pulled out your phone, scrolling through social media while eating. It was very quiet, almost too subtle in your opinion. Not to mention how oddly timed the groceries had arrived. Everything about this escapade seemed to be going too well.

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That night, with instruction from Hyunjin, you relaxed in preparation for the next day's activities. You were comfortably slumped into the hot tub, letting the jets drive into the skin of your back and neck. It relieves so much pressure and relaxes some of your muscles that got knotted together by the drive up here. You hum to yourself, enjoying the warmth and bubbles. The high of being immersed in the water for so long starts to make you feel heavy, enjoyably light-headed in fact.

You let yourself feel the bubbles dancing on your skin, little ones that cause you to shiver and big ones that float to the surface to end with a “pop”. The comfort of an eyes-closed, nighttime bath outside was something you’d never gotten to experience prior to this.

You stand up, letting the cool breeze of the woods cool you down slightly before reentering the 104-degree water. Sitting back down, you jolt against the walls of the tub, an oddly placed jet shooting water between your legs. It startled you, but not in a bad way. You figured Hyunjin was sleeping or at the very least lying in bed based on the windows upstairs being dark, and no lights on. You let your body relax loosely in the tub, slowly slipping back into the sturdy stream of water.

You didn’t move once your body found the sweet spot, not necessarily grinding or moving around the jet- but not removing yourself from its presence either. You tilted your head back, the pleasing sensation of aerated water contributing to the high from the heat. You let yourself sigh in contentment, not even loud enough to hear from five feet away.

The longer you sit there, the more pressure you feel builds up in your stomach. With the feeling of butterflies and sensitive skin from below the waist you push into the jet slowly, rocking your hips back and forth. Small, quaint moans leave your lips while you feel yourself about to release, your back arched slightly as you move. You imagine the head of a handsome man between your legs, eyes closed as you rock your hips.

“I told you to relax for the night, not to fuck yourself in my hot tub.” Cold hands grip at the tops of your shoulders, fingers just above the collarbone.

Your body tenses immediately, caught in the act after you assured yourself he would be asleep. You tilt your head back, seeing his eyes glaze over your body as your back rests against his stomach. Were his hands cold? Or was your skin just flaming hot from the water? He pushes you down, your ass slipping into the seat and your clit being flushed with pulsating water that makes you squirm.

“This is the punishment you get,” He holds you still, your body forced down onto the jet; overstimulating you so much that your legs twitch and shake in response. “for not letting me watch.”

He caresses the skin from your shoulder to your neck with one hand, the other keeping you firmly in place. He places his palm ever so gently around the front of your neck, feeling the vibrations in your throat while you moan in both pleasure and agony. It was too much, too much pressure building inside of you, too hot for your body to be emerged, and too embarrassing that he caught you out here.

“Be good and sit still.” His voice sounded lower than you’d typically heard it, but his casual manner toward this situation is what really had you puzzled. You tried your best not to move, raising your hips ever so slightly to relieve the constant fluttering feeling against your clit. His hand travels up your neck to your chin, forcing eye contact.

He looks at you from above, almost amused at your attempt to obey him. His hand rests against your chin, thumb sliding against your lower lip. He forces it through, opening your mouth for you and hooking his thumb in like a freshly caught fish.

With your lips sucking around his finger, he grins, unknowingly pleased at your response. You bite down gently, doe eyes staring back at him as he towers over you. The pressure inside of you is no longer able to be kept at bay, the buzzing in your ear becoming the only thing you hear once you start to ride your high. You shut your eyes tight, your face a scrunched-up mess as all of your muscles contract.

Your core begs to be touched, your inner walls squeezing around nothing has you more bothered than the man watching you have a ridiculously overpowering orgasm. Your moans of satisfaction change into grunts and whines from the lack of friction in your core. He notices this, quite early on, but chooses to ignore it. He has all the power over you. Hell, he could drown you right now if he was ever so inclined to. He pushed his thumb further past your lips, letting your tongue curl around it.

He released his grip on you, removing his digit and backing away from you. “Let’s save the rest for tomorrow,” he says through his teeth, obviously showing frustration and restraint. You watch him walk away and slam the sliding glass doors behind him. If it weren’t for the lack of noise you would have guessed he shattered it with how much force he put behind closing it.

Taking a deep breath you tried processing what had just occurred until something in the house caught your eye. You watch the lights slowly turn on upstairs, first the hallway light, then the bedroom, and finally the bathroom. You took this opportunity to dry yourself off quickly and get your things from the bedroom. Despite his anger and aggression, you felt safe from harm around him, seeing how gentle he truly is through his actions.

You jog quietly up the stairs, the shower running as you rummage through your bag for clothes. You figured your best bet would be to sleep in the other bedroom, or even on the couch downstairs to avoid an awkward conversation.

With only an oversized tee and a fresh pair of underwear slipped on, the water turns off, panic filling your chest. You gently put your luggage onto the floor, trying your best not to make any noise. With your hair still wet you sneakily climb into the bed and cover yourself almost completely with the heavy blanket. Hyunjin exits the bathroom as the air depletes from underneath the blanket, making it look like you are sound asleep, and have been for a few minutes. You could hear him shuffling around the room quietly, a couple of drawers opening and closing as he dressed himself.

A dip in the bed alerts you of his presence, clenching the blanket between your fingers with anxiety; bringing the small hairs behind your neck to rise. His body radiates heat from under the covers, unlike yours which is half dry and slightly shivering.

You try to mimic the breathing of a person in deep sleep, slow breaths that are steady and not too close together. This was difficult to achieve, your body betraying you with its little trembles due to the wetness of your hair. A TV is turned on, one you didn’t even know existed in this room until now. Hyunjin keeps the volume low; just barely being able to hear the voices coming through the screen. You both stayed like this for what felt like decades, with you pretending to be asleep and him doing whatever it was that he was doing.

An ample shiver rolled through your body like a wave on the beach, there was no way he didn’t notice that one.

“Hey, Y/N? Are you cold?” He gently nudges your shoulder while whispering oh so quietly.

You responded with what you thought was best, a sleepy groan and pulling your body into a loose fetal position. This was apparently not the best option, as it led you exactly where you didn’t want to be. He had pulled your body close to his by your waist, not quite spooning you with close contact but bringing you close enough for his body to warm you up. He untucked hair from your neck, letting it fall past his fingers onto the pillow.

“You don’t even know what you did to me,” he starts, drawing circles on your skin where your tee shirt left your shoulder exposed. “Had me rubbing one out in the shower for fuck’s sake.”

You could feel the boiling hot air leave his mouth as he spoke, your body soaking up every little ounce of heat possible from him.

“I bet you’re not even sorry.” His voice drops lower. “Or maybe you would be so sorry that you would allow me to fuck your face while on your knees begging for forgiveness.” He hisses, sucking on his teeth. “All of the things I hope to capture on canvas with you tomorrow… I hope you’ll be good and let me.” He pulls himself closer to you, his hard-on prodding you. You get goosebumps once again, though not for being cold this time, but by being incredibly turned on.

At some point in time, you fell asleep with his arm wrapped around your waist, his head resting on his arm with your bodies glued together. When you awoke, however, he was not behind you anymore but in front of you. Your arm wrapped around his chest and legs over his hips in a bear hug- your face nuzzled into the nape of his neck.

It was still dark outside, the stars and moon illuminating the room with the TV now turned off. You didn’t want to move, in fear of waking Hyunjin. His warmth was too much for you now, especially in tandem with the thick comforter surrounding you. Your skin was glistening with sweat, and you decided to very carefully, and slowly attempt to roll over away from him. It took you a few minutes to safely remove your body from his. He only stirred once, but not enough to wake up. Finally, in a more comfortable, and less hot sleeping position, you were able to fall back into a blissful dream.

The early morning glow let you know as soon as it was time to wake up, the sun shining in your eyes and blinding you temporarily as you awoke. You groaned and covered your face with the blanket, unwavering from your spot in bed. You stayed there for a little while, scrolling through TikTok and other apps until you felt you had enough energy to get up. You forgot about Hyunjin during this time, blissfully unaware when he was looking at you from the hallway.

“Hungry?” He questioned, dressed only in long pajama pants and slippers.

You sit up, looking him up and down and blushing not only at his bare chest and abdomen but the words he spoke to you last night when he assumed you were asleep. You answered with a simple ‘yes,’ and waited for him to walk downstairs before getting out from underneath the protective covers. You pulled on some sweatpants before going downstairs yourself, hair a disheveled mess and eyes still squinted halfway shut from sleep.

You sat on the couch, rubbing the sleep from your eyes and attempting to smooth out the stray hairs from your bedhead. Hyunjin walks in front of you, handing you a cup of coffee that was steaming from the mug. You shoot him a small smile and thank him, sipping at it while enjoying the view from the windows. A beautiful lake was less than a five-minute walk away, a trail leading to it from the backyard. Kayaks, small canoes, and a speed boat were tied up to the dock, covered with thick material to keep them safe from bad weather.

Hyunjin had whipped up a quick breakfast, calling for you to eat when it was ready. He had placed the plates of food on the square dining table, some pancakes stacked high with various toppings and sides. Bacon and eggs were on another plate, toast and jam on another. You marveled at the sight, mouth practically dripping with drool at such a feast.

You each ate more than you could handle, slumped into the chairs with hands on your stomachs. You had the awkward small talk that comes along with morning breakfast, slowly pushing into deeper topics as time went by. After enough time, there was no more delicate conversation but simple banter between new friends. After helping him clean up and dry the dishes he washed, you decided to hop in the shower to get the chlorine smell off of your skin from the night prior. You ran through yesterday's events in your head, mentally and physically facepalming at your actions.

You spent most of the day alone after that, sketching in your notebook, making lunch, and watching TV, all without the disruption of Hyunjin. You had called up to him from the bottom of the stairs to eat at lunch, to no avail, and left it at that. It was well past lunchtime, about 3 in the afternoon and you had become suspicious of what he could possibly be doing.

Walking upstairs, you checked the bedroom, and the bathroom, yet Hyunjin was still nowhere to be found. A light clattering noise was heard from the office-turned-studio, causing you to open the door just a crack. There he was, still in nothing but pajama pants in slippers while painting the view from the window just as you had done.

“I thought you only painted lewd things, what a surprise.” You chuckled and leaned into the doorframe, watching him jump at your words.

“You scared me,” He placed a hand on his chest, some woodsy colors of paint splattered on his skin.

“I did try calling up to you for lunch, but you didn’t answer.” You walked deeper into the room, eyeing his painting. “I must have been focused.” He put his palette down, and his brush in the coffee mug full of green, cloudy water. “I was just warming up.” He stretches his arms and back, sighing before walking over to you. “Are you ready?” He looked down at you, eyebrow cocked while awaiting your response.

You nodded, a sudden feeling of anxiety washing over you. He explained to you what he wanted, various poses and positions of your body for him to sketch first with pencil, then either using charcoal or paint to finalize it.

“What you’re wearing right now is good, but I’ll need you to take your bra off.” After you gave him a questioning look, he explained further. “They don’t look good in my paintings or drawings. It’s easier to just draw your chest naturally.” You followed his lead, slipping the bra off of your shoulders and pulling it from underneath the dress.

He abandoned his painting, grabbed a sketch pad and pencil, and guided you to the second bedroom. There were no pillows on this bed, only a white blanket covering its entirety, something you didn’t notice when you had explored the house yesterday. It sat maybe two and a half feet tall, the standard height of a queen-sized bed with a frame. He instructed you into your first pose, facing the bed at an angle- you had your right leg straightened out with your left knee planted onto the edge of the bed as if you were climbing onto it. You had pulled your cardigan down just barely lower than your shoulder blades, fingers gripping the fabric with your shoulders exposed.

He had you still yourself, posing like that for probably about ten minutes, long enough for your arms to cramp and your ankle to feel sore from supporting your weight on only that one leg. He assured you that he was almost done, rapidly etching his pencil against the paper.

This went on for a while, him sketching, you posing, no words exchanged beyond that. That was until each pose got more provocative, almost pornographic how he had you positioned. Hyunjin’s hands would touch you all over as he guided your limbs the way he wanted them to be. He would make little comments too, like how soft your skin was, how beautiful you looked in each pose, or how flexible you were.

“Do you bruise easily?” He asked casually; as if you being splayed out in front of him while being completely naked wasn’t bothering him in the slightest. He must just be really serious about his art.

“Yes and no.” You answered him, turning your head towards his voice. His hands were untangling a rope, his head nodding at your words.

“I guess we’ll find out now, won't we?” His voice was soft but his face showed other intentions. “You don't mind, right?” He asked, holding up the now untangled ropes. You shake your head, swallowing a gulp of air as he walks closer to you.

“You don’t mind being completely restricted? Who knows what I could do to you?” His lips were pulled into a grin while speaking, carefully starting to wrap your limbs with the silky material. Hyunjin takes advantage of your silence. “Oh, maybe you like being tied up? Do we have a little rope bunny on our hands?” He’s got you almost completely tied up now, hands and feet pulled behind your back tightly.

He backs away from you once he’s done with the knotting, admiring the work he’s done to your body. Breathing was difficult due to being stretched and bent like a pretzel. He bites on his knuckle and figures out which angle he likes best before drawing. Your skin is hot, a mixture of embarrassment and being turned on by his words. You decide to bite back.

“I’m not sorry.” You declare, remembering the words he said to you the night prior. He shoots you a confused look before realizing what you mean, laughing at himself.

“So you were awake? Figures.” He steps back over to you, bending at the knees to face you at your level. “Just because you aren’t sorry about it doesn’t mean I couldn’t face fuck you right here, right now.” He brings his thumb to your lips, pushing it into your mouth just like he did last night. You wiggle and squirm, trying to free yourself from the rope that binds you.

He smears your own saliva across your lips, holding your head up afterward by your chin. “Why do I feel like you would enjoy that more than me?” He stands up laughing, turning his body away from you. “No more sassy comments, love.”

“Or what?” You still struggle against the ropes but hoped if you pressed his buttons enough that maybe he actually would fuck you.

You’d never thought that dirty talk was sexy, or even remotely attractive. Dirty talk during sex with ex-boyfriends or just plain old hookups made you want to pull your ears off, but something to do with Hyunjin’s voice, or the way his lips move while he talks is so intoxicating.

He scoffed, turning back to you. “Or what? Are you genuinely curious, or just want to test me?”

If you were able to shrug, you probably would have; but the only thing you managed to do was grin, giving him all the answers he needed. Your core was already throbbing from his soft, accidental touches to your skin while tying you up, his words only adding fuel to the fire. You’ve already done so many new things today, why not try more?

He races over to you, untying each knot he previously made and discarding the rope.

“Stand up.” He demands, backing far enough away for you to do so.

You sit up, stretching and rubbing at your limbs for just a moment before standing in front of him; your nipples hard, crotch fully visible, and your hair a mess.

“I’m only going to ask this once, got it?” He starts, in turn having you nod in response. “Do you actually want me to fuck you? Because I won't stop once I start, no matter what.” He steps closer to you as he questions you, analyzing your face for any signs of fear or concern. You nod again.

“I need words.” He orders.

“Yes, I want this.” You’re barely able to get the words out of your mouth before he’s scooping you up, your body flung over his shoulder. He walks to the master bedroom, letting you fall onto the covers once he’s close enough to the bed.

“Last chance.” He whispers into your ear, his body towering over yours with his hands planted onto the mattress on each side of your face.

You pull your body up, just high enough to leave a soft, chaste kiss on his lips. His face changes emotion, from dark and intimidating to joyful and thrilled. He slips his hand under your head, pulling your lips to his again and kissing you deeply. He situates himself between your legs, groaning into your lips as his bulge presses into your core. Your hands wander all over him, feeling his muscular arms while his teeth find your lip and tugs at it roughly.

You wince and moan at the pain, just the reaction he was looking for. His dark brown hair falls over his face while he gropes at your breast, pinching the nipple between his fingers. You bring your hand to his head and pull the hair from his face only to grip at it and earn a profound moan from him.

“Your body fits so perfectly underneath me,” He whispers into the kiss. “like a puzzle piece.” He lowers his head, aligning his mouth to the other nipple on your chest, nibbling and sucking at it erratically. “Too bad I’m going to break you.” His hand moves underneath your head, gripping strongly at your scalp and yanking your head back into the bed with your neck exposed.

His lips travel up your chest, stopping at your collarbone and eventually behind your ear, kissing, and biting deep into your skin. Each pinch with his teeth earns a whine from you, your body arching and raising into his. He’s enjoying toying with you, slowly making his way back to your mouth. His kisses are salty, the sweat from your skin residing on his lips. His hand moves from your chest to your hips, gripping at them painfully with his nails digging into your skin- sure to leave marks. He pulls your hips into him, jamming his hard-on deep into your swollen mess of a cunt.

There was no way he couldn’t feel how wet you were, your essence most definitely dampening through his fleece pants. He pulls away from you just slightly, his grip on your hair lesser than it was. He swipes a finger through your folds, your body jumping at the sudden contact on your swollen clit.

“How long have you been this wet for me, darling?” He pushes his now-wet finger into your mouth, almost deep enough to make you gag. You suck it clean, whining at the taste of yourself as he enjoys the show. He pushes it deeper, his digit now poking at the back of your throat. You gag against it, his hips rutting into yours while sighing in pleasure. Despite the uncomfortable gagging, you were loving every second of this and never wanted it to end.

He practically fisted his fingers into your mouth while he dry-humped against your core, moans being exchanged between you both. He removed his fingers, instead using them to grab at your neck roughly.

“Is your cunt as tight as your throat is?” He whispers this into your ear with his hips still clothed and grinding into you. “I don’t know which one I want to stretch out first.” He squeezes your neck, airflow being cut short while he pulls away and looks into your tear-lined eyes. He pulls you up into a sitting position by your neck, releasing you once your face turns red. He steps off of the bed, grinning, while pulling his pants and boxers down his legs.

“I’ll be nice and let you pick.” His voice has returned to its deep and sultry tone. His dick slaps against his defined stomach once released from his shorts. Your core throbs at the sight of his cock, so pretty and long. You can’t help looking at it, eyes darting from his length to his face over and over.

“Can’t decide? Alright.” On his knees he climbs to the top of the bed, leaning his back against the headboard while sitting up straight. “I’ll let you keep me warm while I play with you.” He grins and gestures for you to come to him, flipping your body around to face away from him.

He lowers you onto his length slowly, easily able to prod at your soaked entrance with his tip. His head tilts back as your walls surround him, stretching out to accommodate his size. Your moan gets caught in your throat once he bottoms out, eyes squinted shut with pain and pleasure. He pulls your back into his chest, keeping a hand on your hip so you don’t move.

Your head falls back onto his shoulder and you sit still on his cock, your body twitching for more movement or friction. Hyunjin’s other hand rubs at your thigh, almost comforting you.

“H-Hyunjin.” You breathe out softly, your body now aching for more attention at your core. “Yes, baby?” He responds uncharacteristically soft, pulling loose hairs from your face and tucking them behind your ear. “Please touch me.” You plead, attempting to lift your hips, failing due to his stronghold against you. “Only because you said please,” He starts, his hand traveling to between your legs. “and because I want to feel you grip at my dick when I make you cum.” He whispers into your ear, nipping at it slightly before his fingers meet your core.

He starts to strum at your clit, purposefully making your body jolt as he holds you close. He adds more pressure, rubbing circularly until finding where you enjoy it the most. You clench around him once he does, moaning quietly as your body squirms.

“Stay still and keep my cock warm, beautiful.” He rubs your sweet spot steadily, your breathing still heavy and littered with moans.

His voice sends a shiver down your spine, amplifying his touch. You already felt so close. Your stomach full of butterflies and your chest tight, toes curling as your body floods with pressure. He notices this, picking up the pace and moaning in unison with you- your walls clenching around his cock tight. Your legs are shaking like crazy from the overstimulation on your clit. Within a millisecond you feel the rush of your orgasm flooding through you, your back arching and shoulders digging into his chest as you let it overtake your body. He rubs your clit more aggressively while moaning in unison with you, his movements making your high last much longer than you ever had before.

“Fuck, Y/N, you're gripping me so fucking tight.” He growls, just barely rutting his hips up into you.

You cry out his name not long before your body relaxes into him, feeling exhausted at how strongly you came. He slows his movements on your clit, still thoroughly enjoying the way your walls pulsate against his length. Removing his hand, he wraps his arms around you tight, holding you close to him.

“Fucked out already?” Hyunjin questions after a few moments. “I’m not done with you yet, you’ll have to bare with me, darling.” He pushes you forward onto the bed, his cock slipping out of you as you land on your stomach, too tired to move.

The bed dips, and lifts back up as he leaves the room, only to return a just moment later. He pulls your arms behind your back, using a small piece of the rope he grabbed to tie your wrists. You lay there limp, letting him play with your body like a doll as he positions you the way he wants to. He pulls your ass up into the air, doggy style with your face and chest planted into the mattress. He’s speaking words to you, but they’re unclear because of the ringing in your ears from your orgasm.

You feel his dick press into you again, his hips slowly pressing further into you until reaching your hilt. A moan escapes from deep within his chest, his hands gripping at your waist and pulling you into him. The feeling of his cock pulsating inside of you pulls your consciousness back into the room, your body feeling exhilarated once more. Once he starts pumping his length into you, the sweet feeling of pain and pleasure resume.

“You know,” He breathes deeply before continuing. “Part of me wants to treat you like an angel and the other wants to fuck you so hard you’re unable to walk for the rest of the night.”

His words cripple you, that and how hard he pulled out and rammed himself into you once more. Your body jerks forward from the impact and you let out such a loud moan that the neighbors are sure to hear it. He draws out his actions, slamming the tip of his cock into your hilt over and over until he’s satisfied, and slows his movement.

“No one’s ever taken my dick this well,” He pulls your upper body up by your restricted wrists, still on your knees as your back meets his chest. “I knew you were a special one, but not this special.” He raises a leg, planting the sole of his foot on the bed for leverage as he starts to pound into you again.

Nasty squelching sounds fill the room, the combination of how wet you are and how fast he fucks you resulting in such. He holds your body against his, pummeling away at your cunt and bringing his hand to your neck. Your groaning and whining get stuck in your throat, his ring-decorated fingers squeezing your throat as if they belonged there. Your walls have adjusted to him, no longer feeling the pain of his size but now accepting it, feeling every vein and ridge it had to offer.

“I think I’ll be claiming you as mine after this.” His voice is loud in your ear while declaring his rights to ownership, the thought of more situations like these in the future had you feeling even more wet.

“Please.” is all you can mutter from your mouth, words barely traveling past your lips from the lack of airflow. He hears you, loosening his grip to let you repeat yourself. “Please, Hyunjin.”

The impact of your words was heavier than you expected them to be, a moan leaving his lips at the pronunciation of his name. “Again.” He growls.

“Hyunjin..” You repeat, whining as you draw your words out.

He sloppily ruts into you, his name coming from your mouth has an affect on him that he had never felt before. His dick drives into your hilt, his teeth now piercing into the skin of your shoulder as he starts to feel his first high of the night. You yelp at the pain, only making him bite deeper, and pound you harder while your breasts jiggle and bounce.

Neither of you can speak at this point, feeling so close to your highs. You mumble random curse words as your walls tighten, his breaths hot and fast against your skin. Grunts escape from Hyunjin as he feels the electricity travel through his body, your cunt clenching around him only adding more enjoyment. You feel extra sensitive after your first orgasm, your insides screaming with joy as he wrecks you. Never have you been able to cum without some type of stimulation on your clit, but the way he rocks his dick into your body makes it feel so easy.

His hold around your neck loosens, and eventually, his hands grip only at your waist to pull you deeper onto his length. You try to assist him, bouncing and forcing your weight down with every thrust. “Fuck, Y/N.” His voice is shaking, his orgasm starting to take him over.

That sets you off, the way your body is able to make him fold brings you over the edge and shaking with bliss. He cums right alongside you, his cock twitching as his seed expels from his body and mixes with your essence. He keeps pushing himself into you despite already cumming, letting you ride out your orgasm to the fullest. You throb around him, a wiggling mess as you scream out his name.

Once finished, you find yourself freed from the ropes, lying on your side under the covers. Hyunjin’s hands are gently running along your body, soft touches causing you to shiver.

“Look who finally woke up.” He quietly taunts, a grin plastered on his lips.

He plants a kiss on your shoulder, making sure you’re aware of his presence in your exhausted state. “I don’t remember passing out.” Your voice is raspy, both from sleeping and screaming at the top of your lungs for the last hour. “Mmm, well you did, with my dick still inside of you actually. Looks like cumming twice is your limit.” He lifts the covers and steps out of bed, holding his hands out for you to grab. “For now, at least.” He smiles down at you, his tongue rimming his bottom lip as a tease.

He runs you a bath, joining you and helping you wash up from behind. He’s careful with his touches, gently washing your hair and making sure not to get any water in your eyes when rinsing it out. He wraps a large towel around you after stepping out of the tub, grabbing one for himself afterward.

“I meant what I said earlier.” He says from across the room while putting on clean clothes. “You’re mine now.”

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marie-is-seein-stars · 2 months

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Mafia AU: Stray Kids -

Chapter 1: Rough Start

Word Count: 918

Mdni contains swear words and some suggestive themes

Synopsis: um...so basically girlie is in the streets because her mans was clapping another girls' cheeks when she came back home and there is a flashback moment and stuff and then she runs into Hyunjin, who is a tatted-up BEEFCAKE (oh yeah and he's part of the Stray Kids' mafia🤭)

You walked right up to the bed and they were still at it! “What the hell?!” you screamed and pulled the girl off of your now ex-boyfriend. “Get OUT!!!,” the girl scampered to get her clothes and reached for her purse, when suddenly you had a thought, it was your apartment after all.

“How about I show you to the door instead!” you dragged her by the hair, and opened the door, throwing her naked form out into the hall for anyone who was out to see. Your boyfriend was petrified the whole time, knowing what was coming for him as well. “Ah, you know what, I’m leaving you here to pay rent with whatever you can scrounge out of my safe, but this?,” you dangle the necklace he had gifted to you only a week ago as an anniversary present in between your slim fingers,”I’m keeping it.” he scrambled after you, blubbering and screeching about all the good times the two of you had together.

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You were running from people, a vendor you had stolen food from as a desperate attempt to get something to eat. You hadn't eaten since you left your apartment, which was days ago. Now here you were, feeding on scraps and stealing food just to keep your body distracted from the negative thoughts fogging your mind. Your body might've been occupied, but your brain kept playing that sequence of events in your head like a broken record. You turn sharply into an alley, bumping roughly into what feels like a wall.

Except, it’s not a wall, it’s a person, a man who couldn’t be much older than you. But, there was something about him, it was dangerous yet alluring. He had a fuck ton of tattoos; you also took note of the fact that he was armed with a pistol and a switchblade. He had shoulder length dark black-red hair. "Sorry”, you whisper, he gave you a once-over, then muttered “Not a problem", glancing at the pendant you wore added "Princess”.

You were about to protest but his dangerous gaze shut you up. His scent made you want to attempt to swim in black licorice and Axe body spray...even though you hated licorice, (Twizzlers are the exception) and drown in it. The scent was so intoxicating that it actually pulled a response out of you. “mMmn” was all that came out of your mouth, thank the gods! “MMmn~?” he exclaimed questioningly “Oh! Um, I was just uh…” You walk backwards out of the alley without another word and come across a park bench. You take a seat and suddenly remeber the food you had. You eat some now and save the rest for breakfast. You stash the food under the bench, making sure there's no bird dooky or spider webs before placing it in a dark corner and covering yourself with your jacket you had on.

You drift to sleep, thinking about the guy with the yummy scent and tatoos. A few hours later you hear several pairs of footsteps. You freeze, unable to determine if it's some mugger or a serial killing gang. What if it's a cult that has wierd colored contacts, so whenever they give you the bombastic side eye you lose your shit, not because of them but because of those damned lenses, seriously though, whose supplying people with those? Next thing you know, you feel a tight sensation in your leg, but before you can react you body goes limp as you slip into black inky unknown.

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sharonanelie · 1 year

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Anyone read “mirror flower water moon”, written i think by moovitch and MikiyaShiki.

Wow i can't let go at all.... yyyyyyyyy the ending was just too much, i wanted Hyunjin to be happy, at least if he had pretended to be insane maybe and then when in a farland marry Changbin??? Why author why? I loved it though.. now i need another good long story, something that makes me feel butterflies... the love that is stronggggg

U know what drew me to this book was this part of the summary

The more time he spends as a concubine, the less of the carefree smiling boy remains. And the more Chan loves him, the harder his life becomes

The more the hardships the more the love... wow i was already in love... finished it in one sitting..

And listened to this sad song 👇👇👇

Three Inches of Heaven in the drama Bu Bu Xing Jin.

Ang Jisung Noble Consort Han wow my lovely lovely Han Jisung was amazing ... that was by far the best character in the series... u could tell the author was Jisung biased... no one has ever created such a perfect and spotless character in the history of fanfiction ha ha ha..

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the storm.

a/n: happy (early) birthday to my shining star xian @forlix i love you so much i ache with it. i love this universe you've created and i love your characters and your beautiful, beautiful mc that i'm so happy you've let me play with.

warnings: unprotected sex, fingering, teasing, pretty tame for me tbh! many big emotions. wc 2.7k. hurt/comfort sex between two people who love each other.

pairing: hwang hyunjin x afab!reader, she/her!reader, based off of xian's lovely crying lightning (you can read this as a stand alone but why would you? xian's fic is phenomenal. please read it.)

as beautiful and wonderful and kind and patient hyunjin is, it’s hard to forget sometimes that his general presence is still exceptionally infuriating sometimes. the days of your loneliness, before the two of you had finally come together into one woven cord instead of two strings dancing alongside one another, were all but a distant memory. overriding that was the smell of his skin in the morning, the glint in his eye when he catches yours across the cameras and fans, the warm weight of his hand steady on the small of your back, protective and possessive. all you knew now was the cracking of lightning across a stormy sky, raindrops hitting your face in a welcome intrusion to your mundane day to day.

the all expanse of the storm did its job well of making you forget that sometimes the raindrops were irritating, too.

they came in the form of him opening one eye slowly as you tried to swipe shadow across his lid, upsetting your plan and making you double back once you’ve scolded him; the air moving around you as he walks away from you after teasing you one too many times; the sound of his laugh when he’s behind the camera of someone, making eyes at the lens that should have been reserved for you only. each one was a piercing cold drop of water to your face, piercing as they fall and sliding down to form a puddle at your feet.

it didn’t escape your notice that you weren’t upset at him, really; it wasn’t his fault that you were spiteful. even thinking the word makes you shiver in disgust - this isn’t you. you had never been one to let your feelings affect your actions, you selfishly prided yourself in your ability to compartmentalize, but he had this hold on you that made you experience things you never thought were possible.

he, of course, finds the entire show encompassingly amusing. you could see the mirth in his eyes from across the room when he meets yours, recognize your own expression in them like a mirror and it made your scowl deepen in it’s permanence. you almost wish for the time when he didn’t know of your affection for him; the surety in his step when he makes you frown is maddening, overshadowed by the smugness he holds in knowing he could make you smile with greater ease. let it be known that you didn’t lack in confidence - your spine is stood high, head held with authority and feet planted firmly on the floor. envy wasn’t something that ever crawled up your legs like ivy over an ancient grecian statue. jealousy, even, seemed too harsh a sentence for your current charge. to put it simply, you were annoyed.

he knows this, of course. he knows you, inside and out, and on your best days it’s a rare gift that you treasure, hidden away in the deepest corners of the closet that is your heart. on your worst days it’s utterly terrifying, the feeling of being laid out to shrivel in the sun with no chance of respite. and wasn’t it ironic that the one thing that made you feel this way was the one that cured you too?

it’s with an embarrassing amount of pleasure that you remind yourself that you are the one he goes home with, at the end of the day. you’re cleaning up your station and you hear his laugh in the background, not directed at you but ringing like sweet bells nonetheless. every brush that returns home into your kit, every lip product that gets swiped into a bag, every charcoal pencil is the ticking of time that needs to pass before he is yours again. simply yours, not belonging to the cameras or the managers or the staff whose stare linger on him for longer than they should be allowed to.

you knew where your talents were - in your art, your ability to read people, your creativity and your drive for perfection. these uncharted waters were not in your skillset, but as hyunjin stalks across the room to reunite with you after what seemed like hours, you took a moment to be grateful that it seemed to be in his. putting yourself in someone else’s hands, feeling the level of trust that you had for him, sent a tingle up your spine, but if anyone was going to take care of you it was him; the thought soothes you like a balm, not enough to be permanent but enough to get you by for now.

“missed me that much?” he crowds into your space to press a light kiss to your hairline, expertly moving his body so that no one could see. “i’ve only been shooting for an hour.”

“keep talking and you’ll get shot,” you mutter, ignoring the heat that rises up to your cheeks as you turn from him to gather your things, aching to be home and in his arms and away from prying stares. his heat is still pressed up against your back, standing as close as he could while still letting you move freely. as much as you want to drag him into some secluded hallway and refamiliarise yourself with the taste of his skin, you had to pull out your endless supply of restraint. getting caught with your hand down his pants in a building that you frequented often was not an outcome that you wished to experience, at least not today.

his hand is warm on the small of your back as he walks you out a series of doors and stairs to the parking garage, the sound of your shoes bouncing off of the walls a bit jarring.

“you looked nice today,” you tell him, honest, as he slides into the passenger seat of your car. the worn seats smell like his cologne and his old bracelet hangs from the rearview mirror - god, even your car was reminding you of how much of your life he encompassed - not that you were complaining about that.

“that was all you,” pride drips from his voice and you catch his soft gaze when you turn to look behind you so you could back out of your parking spot.

“i may have helped, but it’s still your face,” you counter, hand busy on the gear shift, as eager as your heart was to finally get home.

“if i didn’t know you, i would have thought you were obsessed with me,” he says, the biting tease dripping off his tongue like citrus. “with the way you were staring at me, back there.”

“i’ll make you walk home,” you tighten your grip on the steering wheel despite the threat being empty. he knows which threads to tug on without unraveling you, playing you with his words like it was muscle memory.

“you’d make me walk?” he gasps theatrically, pressing his palm to his chest and fluttering his eyes at you. “what if i get kidnapped, or mugged? how would you live with yourself?”

“you’re an idiot,” you deadpan, cursing the betraying fondness that rises up in you.

“your idiot,” he grins stupidly, settling his hand on your thigh as he watches the streetlights shine across your face as you drive. his touch is scalding, long fingers pressing into your very nerves and leaving them flayed out.

“yeah, remember that,” you retort, and you hope he thinks you mean the idiot part.

the remainder of the short drive home was spent in comfortable silence, hyunjin tapping away on his phone with his free hand as you speeded down the freeway. when you park you let out a sigh and your keys jangle in melancholy along with you when you take them out of the ignition. hyunjin presses his fingers into your thigh in a final squeeze before he exits the car, long legs carrying him over to your door before you could blink to open it for you.

walking up the stairs to your third story apartment never felt more relaxing, the breath they stole from you a necessary tax to pay to enter the comfort of your own walls.

you pull him to the bedroom as soon as you walk through the front door, dropping your things in the foyer with as much care as you could muster.

it takes you a couple of seconds to push him to sit up against the headboard, a couple more for him to complain about it, and less than that for you to climb into his lap and press a searing kiss to his lips.

he opens himself to you, open mouth curved into a smile as you lick into it. you taste the coffee you had made for him this morning, the croissant he had eaten during a break, the gloss that you had carefully dabbed across his plush lips.

you want him, no one else could have him. how could you feel this much possessiveness over someone you already hold as yours?

his hands circle your waist and his thumbs press into your skin, holding you against him even as you pull away from him. his lips are left glistening red and he looks up at you with a kind of reverence that you don’t think you’ll ever get used to.

“slow, angel,” he moves his thumbs in slow circles. “i’m not going anywhere.”

“hyune,” you gasp, going lax against him. you’re far too drained to pretend that your entire body didn’t ache for him. “need you.”

“i know,” he shushes you, trailing his fingers up and down your spine. he loves to tease but he’d never do so at your expense; he must sense that your emotional turmoil is bubbling into the direction of a vortex. “you have me. take what you need, baby.”

the reminder that he was yours, though wholly unneeded, sounds so sweet to your ears. your fingers slide up his chest, twisting into the button at his collar and popping it open with practiced ease. you peel the panels of material off of him to expose his sun-kissed skin, abdominal muscles tensing with how he’s holding back from jerking up into your lap.

“what does my baby want, hmm?” he says, voice catching when your hands slide over his chest and brush over his nipples. he groans when you roll one between your fingers and the sound of it makes your heart soar.

“i want you to shut up and take your pants off,” you back off of him to rid yourself of your own clothes, folding them into a neat little pile at the foot of the bed. he shows no such care for his own, kicking off his pants and boxers throwing them along with his shirt across the room. his hungry eyes stay on you the whole time, shining with excitement as if it was the first time he was witnessing you undress.

you climb back over him as fast as humanly possible, the feeling of his bare skin against yours like an eternal gift. you grind down against him, his rapidly hardening cock sliding between your folds and his head catching against your clit. you’re wet, of course you are; you have been since his hand was on your thigh on the car ride home you moan and duck your head, a little embarrassed by how affected you are by such a simple motion.

he braces himself on his elbow as other hand moves to your hairline, brushing a few strands back behind your ear on it’s path towards cupping the back of your neck. he moves closer, lips so close to yours that you can almost taste them again, but before they meet you’re feeling the earth’s weight shift and your own balance break.

“i want to take care of you,” he explains when you look up at him in a daze, dizzy from how quickly he had flipped you underneath him. “let me?”

“i thought i told you to shut up,” you were breathless but the permission still rang true under your words. you’d let him do whatever he wanted, how could you deny such a sweet request?

he grins something wicked as one of his hands slides down your chest towards your lower belly. his fingers part your folds easily and you feel so exposed even though he wasn’t looking. he decidedly keeps his mouth shut even as whines begin to spill from your lips, your eyes fluttering closed as a familiar burning sensation starts to take over your body.

he alternates between rubbing gentle circles into your clit and teasing his fingers at your entrance, so close to dipping inside but not quite. he ducks his head to mouth at your neck, sucking a constellation of marks into your skin until you’re panting into his hair and shaking apart in your orgasm.

he gives you a moment to recover, waiting patiently until you open your eyes to see his fond smile aimed at you.

“what’s that look for?” the snark is completely absent in your voice post-orgasm, and it almost comes out dreamy.

“i can’t even look at you now?” he breaks his unspoken vow of silence to ask. “i can’t help myself. i have the most gorgeous person walking this earth underneath me, looking at you is the tamest thing i can do to you.”

the blood returns to your cheeks as you take in his words. you don’t respond because you didn’t know how; what could you even say to that? he doesn’t seem to mind as he moves impossibly closer to you, leaning a bit of his weight against you. it’s not too much, just enough that you could feel his chest moving with his breaths. he lines his cock up to your entrance, his hips flush against yours as he slowly pushes in.

you let out a breath you didn’t realize you had been holding when he enters you fully, every inch settling your frustration as it flows out of you along with the air in your lungs. this feeling was worth all of it, the early mornings and the onlookers and the sharing of him when all you wanted to do was lock him away for you and you alone.

he loves you. he was so in love with you that it poured out of his very being, in his gentle touch and the slide of his lips against yours and the slide of his cock against your walls. each drag of his hips sends burning pleasure up your spine, licking flames against your vertebrae until you can’t move.

you’re so drunk on him that you lose track of time, all of your senses falling away until hyunjin is the only thing you can feel, see, touch. you lose your words, unintelligible syllables trying to shape his name falling from your lips, pressed against the skin of his neck and floating to his ears in a sweet symphony.

it isn’t long before you’re falling apart underneath him, electricity crackling between you as fucks you through your orgasm. he gathers you in his arms as he tumbles over the edge after you, folding himself over you so he can kiss you, and you don’t realize that you were crying until his cheeks come back glistening with salty water.

“god, i love you,” and to this day it still feels like a heavy declaration, the words never diminishing their weight despite the number of times they’ve fallen off of his tongue. “you are everything to me.”

“hyunjin,” is all you can say, but you know he reads between the curved letters of his name. i love you too, you mean the world to me, what would i be without you.

he cares for you like the cracked piece of porcelain that you are, light fingertips tracing along the tear tracks on your cheeks that move to turn you on your side so you could smush yourself into his chest. your hand rests right above his heart, and if you looked close enough you could see the static sparks of electricity that connect the two of you together.

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