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emotional-blender · 4 years

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hungry hingry hippos (dad!cal)

a/n: sorry for the typos!! this is both cute and smutty. well, i think it’s cute in some parts, haha. definitely smutty though. you can read my other dad!cal blurbs/one shots/whatever you want to call them here and if you would like to be tagged when i post, please just send me a message!! <3

warnings: drinking, swearing, slight dom!cal, spitting, idk if i would call it cum play, shoking

length: 4.3k

you've been home alone with calum for less than an hour and a half. your sister has the kids for the evening and this, the alone time, is long overdue. between tours and having two kids under the age of five you need this. the very first thing that happened when you got home from dropping the kids off was calum attaching himseld to you, pressing you up against the door and biting at your lips as he hungrily kissed you. you'd welcomed it entirely, letting your hands pull at his clothes, letting them fall to the floor in a short trail to the living room. that was as far as you'd made it before he had you the first time, on the sofa with your knees bent high. your thighs squeezed his waist as you'd come undone under him, one of his arms braced on the arm as the other had snaked between you to let his fingers swirl around your clit, making sure you'd finished first before letting himself go with a series of short erratic thrusts. after that, you'd nearly fell asleep there, him on top of you, exhausted from not the act but from life, and the kids, and how nothing ever stopped.

"nope, we're not doing this," you nudged him, nudging him off of you so you could get up from under him. you didn't bother with clothes as you made your way to the kitchen, tip toeing for a couple of wine glasses long forgotten about. they don't look dusty but you give them a quick rinse and dry anyway before looking over to see calum's naked form appearing.

"we have to take full advantage of our night to ourselves," you insist as he comes up behind you and wraps you in his arms, his lips doing what they're good at, attaching thermselves to your neck in a silly raspberry, making you laugh loudly and wiggle back against him, somehow coming closer even though you're trying to get away.

"we drinkin?" he asks between his first and second raspberry, noticing the wine glasses you have in front of you on the counter and you can't help but wiggling around in his arms, nodding your head as you look up at him, letting your hand come up to let your fingers flick at one of his nipples. the appearance of the poutn on his lips is immediate and more laughter spills from you.

"payback," you mumble quietly as you make tyourself tall enough to press a kiss to his lips, appreciating the fact that he meets you in the middle, letting the kiss transition into something a little deeper before you pull back with a genuine smile on your face. "wine night," you answer his question. he lets you go with a nod, moving to the wine rack to contemplate your choices.

"cab sauv or pino grigio or malbec?" he questions and you actually have to take a moment and to think about it because you know he's looking at the good stuff, the stuff that's not a ten dollar bottle of red or whate, whatever you're feeling that day. this is special.

"malbec." you finally answer, looking at him before continuing. "we have that aged cheddar and that chocolate, i think. with the chilis in it? unless..." you trail off, eyes narrowing as you glare at him a little at even the thought that he may have both found and consumed the chocolate you're talking about.

"don't look at me that way," he laughs, shaking his head and reaching out for the proper bottle, "i have no idea where you hid that chocolate, so unless our four year old climbed up to wherever you put it, it should still be safe,"

a moment later sees you pushing a chair up to the counter and climbing up so you can reach the highest cabinet. opening it, you nod your head as the chocolat ein question comes into sight. you grab it easily, closing the door quickly and climbing back down and appearing at calum's side again like you'd never been clumbing on your kitchen counter at all.

"i am fully aware i need a new snack hiding spot now but if you will please pretend you didn't see that for the next week, i would very much appreciate that," you hold up the unopened bar of lindt chocolate with a smile, handing it to him. "and guard this with your life,"

you work swiftly as a team, calum opening the wine bottle as you find five year old aged cheddar in the fridge, cutting up a generous amount of cubes for the both of you so you can go back to the living room, finding yourselves sitting on the floor bottle of wine and a cutting board of cheese and chocolate between you. it almost feels weird to have nothing to do. there's always something. amaia and kai always need something. you'd like to say they took turns needing things but the truth was they both constantly needed something whether it was your two year old son asking to go tot he potty after he'd already done his job in his diaoer )he wasn't quite there, but he was definitely getting the idea) or your four year old daughter somehow sneaking off with the dog only to emerge both covered in glitter and markers. the quiet was nearly unsettling. it took a bottle of wine for the both of you to be sitting there, finally relaxed and non constantly thinking back to take a survey of where your children were and what they were doing.

you didn't even really know what to do with yourselves without the kids around. somewhere after the first glass of wine, after you'd had a full conversation about how kai was definitely left handed, and a whole different conversation about how the way he seemed to stand four inches from the televison told you that maybe his viewing distance wasn't the reason you suspected he needed glasses. maybe it was the fact that he tried to always stand so close lead you to thinking he couldn't see very well to begin with.

sometime during glass two you'd shifted on the floor, calum crawling over to the shelf of childrens board games, wiggling his butt at you as he did, before coming back with a couple boxes in his hands. you go for snakes and ladders first, setting up and happily sipping at the wine and chewing on the chocolate as you embark on a game.

"what the fuck thats not fair!" he exclaims as he's almost won, only to land on a spot that sends him the whole board, all the way back to nearly the start. you cackle with glee. a couple minutes later as you roll the exact number on the dice that you need to reach the end and win, you gloat.

"to me!" you raise your glass in a sloppy toast. theres's a smile on his face as he clinks glasses with you and you both down the rest of the good wine in your glasses. the next bottle you crack is not nearly as nice, but it's okay because you're drunk and floaty, and somehow it tastes just sa good with the sweet heat of the chocolate and the salty aged cheese.

you packing up the snakes and ladders. it looks just like your four year old packed it away. calum with his bigger body and his higher alcohol tolerance from tour laughs as he straightens it out and sets it to the side. it doesn't take long for his naked body to lean over a little and reach for a different box, looking at you with a smirk as he holds it up; hungry hungry hippos. your mouth drops open a little, head tilting as if to warn him before you can even form words.

"you're going down, hood," you speak a moment later as he opens the box up and sets the game up between you. you waste no time in refilling the wine glassses with the cheap stuff he'd brought back from the kitchen before you shift closer to get ready. if it weren't for the wine you'd feel a chill on the expanse of your back, hunched over a little because you mean business. in truth, goosebumps started to speckle over your skin, though neither you or calum would be able to tell if they were from beind cold or being competitive. there was something about hungry hungry hippos that turned you into lunatics, all of you. while the kids weren't present right now, you were both fully aware that the competitive streak you had between you was only bound to get more vicious when you didn't have to curb it for the sake of teaching the kids by example.

"no, you're giong down, hood," he was just as competitive, his own body hunched forward, hand placed at the lever on his skid of the board, ready to start slapping at it.

"okay on go. and i swear to god if you even hit that thing before..." your threat is meant with laughter as calum shakes his head at you.

"already scared to lose. no confidence," he teases you amd you face settles into competition mode.

"3... 2.... `... go!" you watch him as you clowly count down and before you can even get the wrod go out of your mouth you're both slapping at the levers, both of you playing dirty, neither of you listening to the rules you'd set out for yourself.

"you little!!" you cry out your accusation, your free hand flying out to shove him a little, trying to distract him from the good game you know he plays. the thing is he knows you well and just ass soon as your arm is extended, so is his, and he's not playing nicely. his large hand covers your breast, squeezing clumsily as laughter pours from his lips. you yell out, dropping your hand to his thigh and squeezing back.

"CALUM! LET GO OF MY BOOB!" you yell at him. all the while your hand moves further up his thigh, nails digging in a little because you know he likes that.

"I WAS PREEMPTIVELY DEFENDING MYSELF!" he calls back out to you. both your free hands are slapping wildly at the plastic levers, rapidly making your hippos mouths move up and down, noisily chomping on tiny plastic balls, trying to swallow the most of them in the fastst time. he doesn't let go of your boob and you give up on his thigh, your arm moving out to shove at his face instead.

"THIS IS NOT FAIR!" he accuses you, and your elbow bends a litt,e body hunching in his direction to try and nudge his arm off of you. and that's when he brings you to a complete stop, his teeth sinking inro your finger and even the amount of wine you have in you cushions the sharp pain you feel.

"calum, fuck!" your movements stop and you pull your hand back, bringing it to your chest and guarding it carefully. the game is forgotten about and you can't even control the pout that's forming on your lips or the tears welling in your eyes. the thing is, your feelings aren't that hurt but even if you enjoy a bit of pain sometimes, your tolerance for it tends to be low.

"that fycking hurt, you turd," you've never been friendly with your words, and usually they come out in a playful joking tone. you can't control the slight bite they have to them this time and as you hear yourself, you move to stand, bare feet slapping the floot as you make your way to your bedroom, wiping at your tears because more than anything you're embarrassed by how serious that got.

"baby, come back. i'm sorry," he's up and following you as quick as it takes him to process that you've gotten up and walked away. it's not until you're both standing in the bedroom that he catches your arm, pulling it gently toward him and lifting the finger in question up to his face so he can inspect it. he's acting purely on instinct now, you've seen him do this dozens of times to amaia and kai, inspecting their ouches and deeming them minor enough that they're okay, but major enough to need a kiss to make it better. that's exactly what he does, bringing your finger to his lips and pressing three small kisses to it from the tip to the base.

"all better," he smiles at you before dropping your hand. instead his arms move, encircling you and pulling your body toward his. the heat of his skin is comforting and you can't help but let your head press to his shoulder, nodding your head with a sigh as he rubs slow circles onto the skin of your back. you're content where you are, letting him hold you for a minute, soaking in his uninterrupted affection. there's no kids about to tear you away from one another, your phones are down in the licing room with your discarded clothing and even though there's a tiny worry at the back of your mind that you're missing the call that might be telling you one of your kids crackled their skull open, you know that's just anxiety. besides, you're too drunk to be able to do anything about it if it were to happen. if your kids needed their parents, their sitter would have to bring them home to you.

you pull back after a long moment, looking up at calum with a little smile of your own. "now i know why kai's biting his sister," you point out and calum shakes his head laughing, reaching down to tickle your sides, earning himself a shriek from you as you wiggle your body away from him, lauhing and shaking your own head. you can't help yourself. before you know it you're retaiating, unable to let your competitive side settle even though it had earned you an actual hurtful bite a few moments ago. the way your fingers find his nipple is natural and you're ruthless as you grab ont it, twisting quick and sharp before letting go, getting ready to run.

"fuck!" the single word falls from his litps and it's really more of a hiss. there isn't even time for you to move away from him before the arms he'd previously been practically cradling you with tighten around you. what could only be described as a small shriek leaves you as he turns your body, whirling you around so that your back is pressed flush against his chest. the hand that had been tickling your side is pressed to your neck firmly. he tugs you against him and you let out a gasp. he's already hard. the unmistakable feeling of his cock pressing into your backside makes you shiver against him and there's no way you can help but push back, your back arching off of him as you push your backside firmly onto him so he can feel you.

"you're askin for it," his voice is deeper, and you nod your head against him before leaning it back to let it rest on his shoulder as a bit of dark laughter tumbles past your lips.

"want it," long gone are the days that you got shy about telling him what you want.

"tell me," he commands, his grip on your neck tightening just a little bit, eliciting a small impatient sigh from you.

"want your dick inside me," you comply immediately. there's no use in wasting time. he doesn't think so either. one, two, three beats later has you turned back artound, his hands shoving you back onto the bed. you land with an 'ooof' but it's followed closely by a moan as his hands grip at your thighs, pulling you back to the edge as he settles between your thighs. you watch him as he takes himself in his hand.

"fuck," the single word comes out in a whine and a pout forms on your lips as calum has the audacity to laugh at hoe desperate you are for him. he takes his time, hand running up and down his dick while the other comes up to you, petting your center with his fingers, spreading you and making sure you're still wet deom earlier. he barely grazes your clit and you whine again, moving your hips, trying to chase his fingers with your body before he's letting you go and guiding himself into you.

"fuckin magic," he mumbles, burying himself deep, bottoming out on the first thrust. his hands slide under your thighs, gripping hard as he pulls you just a bit further to him, your ass just off the edge. then one of your legs is up on his shoulder, his head turning to press messy kisses to the skin on your ankle, sucking at you, biting, leaving marks in unsuspecting places. he fucks you hard and fast, pulling nearly all the way out before burying himself over and over again. every push of his hips is met with a gasp or a cry from you and where your hands would normally move to cover your mouth, or where he would be trying to quiet you with a pillow so th ekids can't hear, you let them out into the air. there's no one around. no one is about to cry for you to fix something. calum isn't about to be needed to settle an argument between siblings. it's just the two of you and you're going to take advantage of it.

"fuck, fuck," it seems to be the only word he knows right now, eyes closed, mouth hanging oen against the skin of your ankle as he pulls out and stays there for a moment before just barely pushing back in, teasing you over and over with the head of himself. he knows exactly how your body works, that there's a sweet section of nerves around your entrance, that teasing it with just the tip will somehow have you wriggling under him, hips rocking up wanting more. just as you cry out louder, whining because you can feel the familiar heat of orgazm pooling deep in your belly, he slams all the way back in and you scream. you're done. he leans forward, bending you with him, and his back curls to press his open mouthed kisses to your breasts, moaning against you as he captures a nipple with his mouth, sucking lazy for a moment before he abandons the effort. instead he braces himself with one hand on the bed, the other reaching for yours. it's almost tender the way he laces your fingers, giving your hand a squeeze before bringing it up to his neck and letting it go. you know what he wants. the way his hips are starting to move erratically tells you he's close. you don't even need to hear him.

"gonna cum," he warns you anyway and you nod, pressing your hand to his neck hard, making sure both your thumb and index finger are on either side, cutting off his circulation just enough. even then, he sinks his neck further into your hand, eyes falling shut, mouth hung open as he burys himself into you one last time. the sound tha tleaves him can only be descrubed as a strangled yell, the sound lower than it normally would be. you wait until you know he's finidhed before letting his neck go, your legs falling slack at his side as he collapses on top of you. both your chests are heaving against one another and he stays inside of you, resting there while he recovers. you let h im take his time before nudhing him off of you and when you expect h im to roll to the side, he only sinks to his knees on the floor in front of you. you're exactly where he put you before, the perfect spot for him to lazily lift a thigh over his shoulder as he rallies, burying his face in you. he's never been selfish.

"oh my god," you mumble, lifting your head to look down at him. the sight of you covering his nose and mouth, brown eyes peering up at you hungrily always drives you insane. you can feel his tongue lapping at you,the muscle flattening as he licks you from top to bottom and back up again, venturing so close to your asshole, teasing you for a moment before you feel his hands on the backs of your thighs again, this time pushing them up, exposing more of your backside to him as he licks you there, teasing the ring of muscle that you can't help but clench a little as he works, willing yourself to relax into him. it's fucking magical, the way he can make you come undone with just his tongue.

"calum. baby. i'm-fuck," you whine. none of your words come out coherently and you're left with your mouth hanging open, hips jerking as he brings his tongue back to your warm center, teasing you there too. you can hear the sounds he's making, the wet squishing of not only you but him as he moans into you.

"we taste so fuckin good. you're such a good girl," he praises you and gives one fell swoop of his tongue over the length of you before dropping your legs. then he's hovering above you, smirking a little as one of his hands holds the bottom of your chin. your mouth is still hanging openm ready and waiting for what he's got for you. he spits right into your mouth and you whine loudly, mouth closing as your tongue swirls the weird sweet salty mixture of his cum and your slick around your mouth.

"so fuckin good," he repeats himself and just like that he's returning to where he'd been. tongue lapping at you with a purpose. he wastes no time sliding two long fingers into you and curling them forward. he's an expert at this. you can remember when he wasn't; when you had to give him instructions and guidamce on how to make you feel good. those days were long gone. not he knew exactly which ways to curl his fingers to find the exact spot that would unravel you, leave you with a heavy chest and moands falling uncontrollably from your lips. his free hand came up, arm laying across your hips to hold you down as he found tge soit ge was looking for, bracing himself against you as the sounds coming from you got louder, hips fighting harder against him. he worked his fingers inside of you, tongue pressing in the spaces around your clit and occasionally right onto it as you shook, trembling under him. a heel pressed hard onto his back, surely leaving a bruise as you let go entirely. your orgasm was like a wave crashing over your whole body and he stayed with you through the whole thing, slowly letting up his assault as your hips slowed. his grip on you loosened and you whimpered as he slowly pulled his fingers from you, shiney and coated in a mixture of you both. his movements were slow and languid as he pushed his own body up, watching as you laid with your eyes closed, chest heaving, trying to get control of your breathing. he smirked a little, proud of himself, and lifted his arm to wipe the slick off of his face. he laid besode you with ease, an arm curling around you, bringing you close to his chest. you opened your eyes to look at him. that glazed out look was his favorite and with a tiny, happy laugh he lifted the fingers he'd had inside of you to your mouth. you'd give him anything at this point. willingly, you chased his fingers, though it didn't take much, capturing them between your lips and lazily sucking yourself off of them.

"good girl," he praised you one last time before scooping you up with the other arm, too, moving you further up onto the bed so you could lay comfortably, curled up together, his hands rubbing slow circles onto your skin.

it's ten months after that night that you're awake with a screaming newborn, holding your brand new daughter to your chest as you sit in the rocking chair.

"come on, hungry hungry hana," you encourage her, trying desperately to get her to latch onto you. calum is just as exhausted as you are, leaning against the door frame watching you.

"are you sure you don't want me to try to bottle feed her?" he asks you, even though he knows the answer will be no. he can't help himself from wanting to make things easier for you. but having three kids doesn't make you any less stubborn than you were when he'd first met you.

"no, we'll get it. it just takes practice," you speak quietly, trying again. she just screams around you impatiently, hungry. calum nods his head and disappears. when he returns aufh a bottle in one hand you give him a pleading look and he takes her from you, brown eyes meeting yours as he asks for permission one more time with his eyes. you nod your head and a moment later he's got her scooped up into his arms, supporting her head as he rubs the nipple pf the bottle on her lips.

"that it, hungery hungry hana," he coos down at her. she takes it easily, the bottle letting her suckle the milk easier than your breast had. she quiets. relief washes over you as you close your eyes, letting yourself doze.

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heavenlysan · 4 years

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(Y/N'S POV)

The last ray of dim light disappeared after closing the door I rest against the door holding my chest trying to control the unknown things happening inside of me I look through the peephole and he's still there he stares blankly into space while touching his lips he smiles so big and raises one of his hands in victory he's happy?

I go to bed thinking about how San is nothing like Irene's report portrayed him or at least he hasn't showed that side yet. He is a caring man who blushes easily. I feel my old phone vibrating under the mattress and I hurry up to see who it is if it's Irene I'm doomed.

"Hello?"

"Hey y/n how is the fake life going?" I sigh relieved after hearing Dylan's voice.

"Are you drunk or dumb? We're not supposed to have contact"

"I know" He laughs loudly "I just don't know if you remember that I'm working on your last case and one of the papers is missing I wanted to know if you still have it or if I have to ask our boss"

"Really? I left everything organised it shouldn't be missing but I probably messed up without realising it probably is in my apartment" I scratch my head trying to remember.

"Can I go to your old apartment to pick it up then?" He asks.

"Sure ask the doorman to open the door for you I'll call to let them know you're passing by" It's completely okay it's not the first time he does it I've known Dylan for two years almost three and it's not the first time he's there without me being present.

"Okay I'll call you after getting them, take care y/n" He ends the call.

I feel so troubled I feel really tired but I have to stay up to write a report that I don't even know where to start. Tonight San didn't show a single sign of him being a criminal we talked about our life and the FBI is surely not interested in his childhood. He did showed signs of his wealth the earrings, his expensive car and renting a whole planetarium just for us. I search around on the Internet to find how much the earrings are and my jaw drops as soon as I see the price 14,995 dollars. He must have a lot of money if he can do that casually buying expensive jewelry like it's candy. Me being an average human getting an average paycheck can't understand how he can spend that much on a woman he just met? My phone rings again, it's Dylan but is just a message this time.

Damn you must have been on a huge rush to leave your apartment like that 😭 since you can't come back for idk how long I'll clean it and tidy this place up for you but you owe me one.

What is he talking about? I call him immediately but he doesn't answer. What is he doing? I try again but it sends me to voicemail his message was sent only seconds ago why can't he pick up? But I try not to worry and just send him a message.

What do you mean? you're so dramatic not all of us are perfectionists and clean as you are I left my apartment as it always is and answer your phone I called you twice!!

I go back to my report and I write the little information I have I know Irene is going to yell at me because she gave me specific instructions of writing an extremely detailed report but the only thing I have is evidence of his wealth besides I'm doing a good job San is opening up and the whole point is gaining his trust Irene said it herself San was hard to find and me getting this close is in fact more than she expected.

I rest my head on the desk just to close my eyes for a little moment the tiredness is a lot but I have to keep on writing.

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The sun dazzled me and I straighten up in my seat fuck I was supposed to just rest my eyes for a moment but I fell asleep. I stretch my arms and legs and I feel good It's been a long time since I've slept so well. My heart starts beating fast when I hear a knock on the door and I get up so fast to open just to find Irene on the other side.

"You must have had a rough night you look…" She looks at me from head to toes and tries to find non-offensive words or at least that's what she looks like. "Anyways remember my instructions? I'm here to see your report"

I don't really say anything to her I just guide her to my desk and give her the report.

"This is just" She holds the bridge of her nose and laughs then breaks the paper in half and throws it away "You think this is a joke? We don't give a shit about his money we're losing time" She yells at me, she looks furious.

I would usually lower my head and be a good employee but today that's not the case. "Don't you see? This is useful for the case knowing about his wealth we can get an idea of what he's doing find his credit history and see what business he's involved in" I yell back at her and she looks surprised "At least I'm getting things done you along with the rest of the FBI have been trying for too long to reach him but you failed you should be thankful I was able to get this close"

She's about to leave but turns back to look at me "Show me what you recorded"

Fuck not again.

"I wasn't able to get much" I get the earrings and I connect them to her laptop.

She tenses when she sees his face. In the short video I was able to get there he was it only showed when he gave me the flowers and the diamond earrings and before the video ends it shows how he took off my detective earrings.

"Flowers and diamond rings? You had a date with him right after you guys had sex? Seriously? Isn't supposed to be date and then sex" She says with saltiness in her voice.

"Listen, I'm aware that you're my superior and I should show you some respect but if you want that I want respect back if I had or didn't have sex with him that is the point of the investigation get close gain his trust so I don't know what you're getting so mad for but if you're really itching to know no, I didn't have sex with San"

"San? So you’re that close now" She nods and laughs sarcastically "Sure whatever you say I'll be back in a couple of days" She gets up to finally leave and I couldn't be happier about it "And y/n next time make sure to write something actually useful"

I sit on the couch for a moment, letting out a big sigh of frustration and anger why was she so mad about all of this? from the beginning she knew this wasn't going to be easy. My head hurts because all of this and I just lay back on the couch. I stare at the ceiling for too long my mind completely blank the last words she said definitely hit a nerve make sure to write something actually useful it remind me of stuff from my childhood and I get mad again can't she see I'm trying my best?.

I get up again to the kitchen to finally eat something and see if that can stop my headache but my phone starts ringing. It's an unknown number.

"Hello?"

"Hi is this y/n?" Says a woman but there's a little bit of noise and I can't recognise her voice.

"Yeah it's me who is this?"

"Hi it's Lucy the tall girl from the bar I'm sorry if I catch you in a bad time but our boss isn't gonna be around for a few days and whenever he isn't around I'm in charge I was wondering if you could come to the bar earlier and help me with some stuff"

I think about it for a moment and I don't really want to go to that bar ever again but it's not like I have any other choice "Sure at what time do you want me there?"

"Around 4pm or earlier if you can, I hate being in charge here so if you can come earlier I'll really appreciate it"

"Okay I'll be there"

"Thank you new girl" She says and I end the call.

This is just fucking perfect the last time I was there, my confidence was left on the floor, I hated the way I had been treated. But I also wonder why the boss isn't gonna be around? He must be sick I guess.

I wonder if San is gonna be there tonight but that I remember he only goes there only once or twice per week so he might not be there tonight.

I take a shower and after that I finally eat something, but there's not much left to eat for the next week and there wasn't much food to begin with so I'm obligated to leave and get the groceries. I put on a hoodie some old jeans and I leave.

There's not many people in this neighbourhood it's nothing like my old one in my old building there was always noise always if it wasn't a couple fighting it was babies crying or if it wasn't that it was the same couple having loud sex in plain daylight. This neighbourhood it's nothing like that I've been walking and so far I've only seen one old lady taking out her trash.

"What are you doing outside gorgeous" Says a man but I don't even bother to turn around and I just keep walking. "Can't you see it's dangerous to be alone a girl with an ass like yours isn't safe anywhere" I feel disgusted and I just rush my steps. "Stop ignoring me dirty slut I've been observing you the other day you left with a short dress that made me so hard are you a whore beautiful? Because I'll gladly pay for your services"

I stop walking and I turn around to face him "Leave me alone or I'll scream"

"That won't do much honey have you seen this place? it's empty as fuck even if you scream for help nobody is gonna come and save you" He tries to get closer to me but I take a step back. "Come on gorgeous I just want a little taste of that pussy of yours you're a whore you want it too you're probably getting wet right now"

I've had enough of this man this time I'm the one that gets closer to him he probably thinks he got me, as soon as he lowers his guard I punch him in the face. He holds his nose and sees the blood in his hand and looks shocked "What did you call me? A whore? I'll show you what a whore can do then" I punch him again.

The man looks pissed but he doesn't stay for too long and runs away. He messed up with a good trained detective after all.

I finally get to the convenience store and get enough stuff for the next week.

"Your total would be" The cashier looks down at my hand "Are you okay!?" I get confused to what he means and I look at my hand and it's turning green and purple and there's some of my own blood I don't remember punching that man that much?.

"I'm okay thank you" I pay and I don't even bother to get my change I get out of there.

I hurry and I run as fast as I can to be safe, if that man appears again with this hand I won't be able to do much to defend myself. I get there and I close the door behind me completely breathless for running so much. I walk to the bathroom to wash and disinfect my hand, with eyes closed and itching pain I put a bandage on my hand. I've hit people before and my hand has never ended like this did I… punch him more than I remember?

I stay in the kitchen trying to rewind the tape but I only remember punching him twice and then he just ran away… But the blood on his face and my hand doesn't match up with my memories.

I glance at the clock 2pm I should start getting ready to head to the bar. I do my make up first a not so heavy smokey eye and red lipstick. I wear a short backless long sleeved black dress I'm gonna be cold at night but the other dresses are just as short and skin revealing as this one so there's no big difference. I eat something quickly before leaving and I just close the door.

With not so much enthusiasm I drive to the bar and I drive as slow as possible I don't want to be there and I don't want to be there this early. My hand still hurts I move the bandage a little and my hand still has a purple greenish color I knew it wasn't going to heal right away but I was hoping for a miracle because it's definitely going to draw attention.

I get there and in my head I definitely had thought that Lucy had called all the girls to help her too but we're all alone and as soon as she spots me Lucy gets so happy.

"y/n thank God you're here I was hoping to see you even earlier but it's okay, we're opening in a few hours and we need to get this place ready"

"You mean like clean and other stuff?" She nods "What happened to everyone doesn't this place already have another employees to get it ready?"

"Yes but I'm a woman and whenever I'm in charge not a single male employee does what I order they only listen to our boss and if he isn't around here they don't even bother to show up till it's time to open"

"Seriously? They sound pathetic" Lucy looks really stressed.

"I know right that's why I called you the other girls usually sleep all day to work all night so I got really glad we you picked up your phone I'll do most of the work inside but if you could wait outside for a delivery"

"Lucy, it's okay just breath for a moment" I hold her shoulders and she takes a deep breath "and relax we can do all the work on our own don't worry"

"Thank you y/n if you ever wanna go shopping or something, give me a call it'll be my treat"

I go outside as she asks me to but she didn't even mention what am I supposed to receive but I didn't want to give her more trouble.

I wait for a long time but there's no sign of any delivery the worst part is that it's a little bit cloudy it might rain in a few hours and I'm starting to get cold.

I sit on the edge of the sidewalk when I see a big truck parking next to the bar. Is that it? A man starts walking towards me and that confirms it.

"We got your boxes of Tequila Ley .925, Henri IV Dudognon Heritage Cognac Grande Champagne, Diva Vodka, Dalmore 62 that's a special one I've heard it's good ma'am and the last one is Penfold Ampoule just sign here please" Those are brand names? Even the names sound ridiculously expensive. I do as he says and he and another man start getting the boxes out of the truck.

"Now I know why Lucy preferred cleaning inside." I'm left with over forty boxes of expensive liquor that I'm supposed to move from the parking lot to the cellar. I take off my heels so I don't fall down the stairs and break the bottles and my ankles. This is definitely more tough that it looks like I keep going up and down till there's no more boxes on the parking lot I'm left exhausted with trembling legs and arms and I already want to go and take a long nap.

I lay on one of the red velvet sofas and Lucy sits in front of me

"Why you didn't call me to help you?" She was already so stressed and I didn't want to be a burden but I don't say anything "Our boss never makes such big orders unless a big event is coming I didn't know you'll be left with so many boxes and I also didn't see your injured hand I'm sorry" She sounds sincere and I just give her a smile.

"Don't worry about it I needed some exercise"

"But we can't stay here we're actually late to open so I need you to get up"

"What time is it? Did I already take that long?"

"It's 7pm we were supposed to open an hour ago but It's not your fault it was actually mine I took to long washing all the wine glasses"

She gets to the door and removes the lock and I just want the sofa to absorb me or something. It doesn't take too long for the other employees and the rest of the girls to finally get here and after around 30 min this place looks exactly like the first time I saw it. Men everywhere drinking and playing either darts or billiards.

I look around to find Lucy and she's already talking with a man.

So far I'm thankful nobody has asked me to have sex the only men who have approached me was just to flirt, invite me a drink and play billiards even if it was just so they could see my butt it's better than have sex with nasty drunk men.

I leave to the bathroom to get some air and stay away from the noise for a few minutes my knuckles hurt more than they did earlier. Carrying boxes all afternoon was obviously a terrible idea.

I go back and I see a familiar face it's San's friend Wooyoung and another man I don't know I try to avoid him seeing me but it's too late when I hear him calling me.

"You're the girl from the other night aren't you? What was your name" He closes his eyes "y/n! Right!" Shouts Wooyoung and I get closer so he doesn't have to be so loud.

"She's y/n? now I understand" Says the man next to Wooyoung even if they're sitting I can tell he is taller than him.

"Mingi don't be annoying" He tries not to laugh it looks like they're already drunk "By the way we couldn't convince San to come tonight but let me give him a quick call and let him know you're here"

"No no you don't have to" I try to stop him but he already has his phone out.

"San guess who's here she wants to see you" He laughs again he is definitely drunk but not a bad type of drunk. "He hung up on me I can't believe this bastard but don't worry y/n he's probably on his way"

A girl walks past Wooyoung and he forgets about my existence I think it's the same girl he was with last time but I can't remember her name. I look around and the other tall man Mingi left too.

Men keep inviting me drinks I definitely feel uncomfortable but again I rather this than sex. And I also start feeling a little dizzy.

"I can't believe San started liking another girl" I hear a deep voice that startles me I turn around to face him and it's Mingi. "After all he went through I thought this whole women thing was over for him but…"

One of the girls approaches me interrupting Mingi "A man paid for you he is waiting in the golden VIP room and please hurry we can't afford losing a client tonight" I look at Mingi and makes a gesture that indicates that it's okay.

I celebrated too early men not paying for me I jinxed it completely what am I gonna do? I don't want to do this. I walk through the green neoned hallway and I slowly open the door of the golden VIP room.

"I heard you wanted to see me"

A sigh of relief leaves my mouth when I see San. He looks so good he's wearing a black coat that makes him look so mysterious and elegant.

"Actually that was your friend Wooyoung" I say resting my back against the door.

"That's what I thought princess but I couldn't pass the opportunity to see you"

"Mr Choi San I don't know if you remember but the other night I got instructions to treat you like a God.”

He gets closer to me and the smell of whiskey fills the air. He wraps me with his arms and lifts me up I wrap my legs around his waist but he just looks at me with lust in his eyes I take the initiative and kiss him softly. And that feeling appears again it's unknown yet familiar and exciting. I remember where we are and if we're gonna do it I don't want it to be here.

"San let's go to another place." I say and San nods but before opening the door he pulls down my dress as it was before. He holds my non-injured hand and guides me outside where the rain takes us by surprise and we hurry to his car.

"Do you want to go to your house or my house" He asks and I smirk at him getting closer.

"Truth is I can't wait any longer" That's the alcohol talking for me. Those are enough words for San. We jump to the back seat and I sit on his lap he probably sees the desperation in my eyes because he tilts my chin up and kisses me. It’s rough but slow, he has his hands around my hips and I start teasing him grinding against his bulge.

"Princess…" He moans and that sounds so good.

It was obvious that both of us were drunk but none of that mattered right now. I desired him and he desired me. He switched positions resting my back on the seat, now he was on top. He takes off his coat he has a white shirt and black suspenders but my hands are faster than his and I unbutton his shirt revealing his abbs. I leave a trail of kisses first his lips and then his neck then his chest going lower and lower till I reach his pants I glance at him one last time he has his hands on my head caressing my hair. Without hesitation I unbuckle his belt and bring down his pants along with his boxers revealing how hard he is I kiss just the tip and he throws his head back I can feel how desperate he's getting.

"San you want me to keep going?" I whisper and he just nods. "What do you want me to do?"

"Princess please keep going I'm begging you" He sounds so desperate but I do as he says and I take it all at once. He moans aggressively and that makes me so wet, I can feel his legs twitching. He starts pushing my head and playing with my hair I go slow to tease him "You feel so good around me princess don't stop" I start going faster and faster I couldn’t get enough of him he felt so good. "Oh fuck" He groans and looks at me with a smile and kisses me right away. I couldn't believe all of this but I didn't want to stop either. He takes off my dress and I feel so exposed that I start blushing "You're beautiful princess" He's on top of me again I feel like my heart is gonna jump out of me anytime now. He kisses me roughly but there's tenderness in the way he does it. His hands go from my neck to my chest I feel like crying I'm desperate I want him inside of me.

"San please"

"I like that, keep doing that say my name princess" I feel the tip in my entrance God I can't do this anymore I want him inside of me now.

"San please fuck me" I wanted him in me, all at once I didn't care. His weight on top of me felt nice I wanted him even closer even deeper. "Hush" he said, and he kissed my eyelids, then my lips. His strong and gentle hands began to stroke me, his hands, his lips, his tongue this felt like heaven. He pushed further inside of me gentle. Knowing what he was doing. I felt my nipples rise, and it startled me, I felt like I was going to break in half. But it was worth it. He moved his hips faster and I was a moaning mess. I looked directly into his eyes and he held down both of my hands while leaving soft kisses on my lips. He was rhythmic, gentle, moving down my body.

San was making me feel yet another unknown feeling it felt strange and new but it felt extremely good. I throw my head back and let out one last moan there was a sharp brief pain It felt like a big explosion inside of me and then a sweet spasm went through me, no more pain just San's sweetness and tenderness.

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