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ncteaxhoe · 3 years

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study session—

when a study session with the class nerd and also your boyfriend, turns into a different kind of session.

pairing: jung jaehyun x female reader

genres and tropes: college au, established relationship, smut, pwp, literally just filth

warnings: 18+, profanities, oral sex, fingering, unprotected sex, riding, choking, spanking, dom! jaehyun, daddy kink, slight rimming

word count: 2.2k

a/n: some jaehyun filth because it just happened that way lmao. feedback is appreciated <3

You absolutely hated studying for tests. Your relationship with studying hung on loose threads. It was a struggle, but somehow you managed to score to get you through the semester. And ofcourse, your boyfriend's constant nagging. Dating the class nerd had its cons and you had to come to accept them. Even though you loved Jaehyun, he could be very anal about studies and you were literally the opposite.

Guess that's why they say "opposites attract".

Jaehyun and you had never really talked before you both were assigned a project together in the first semester of college. You just knew him as the quiet shy kid in your class, who earned high grades. Let's just say during the project, you had discovered that this class nerd was a freak in the sheets.

It wasn't long before you actually fell for the man and started dating him. Even though his personality was a total three-sixty degree turn on yours, you got along well. You slowly discovered that he was a rather loving person. And he was so sweet and considerate, that he always offered helping you with your studies.

Well, today was just another day of Jaehyun and you trying to study for your upcoming quarterly tests. But you were clearly distracted. Your eyes were barely on the books in front of you, instead you watched your boyfriend scribble down in his notebook. His eyebrows furrowed and lower lip pulled in between his teeth in concentration.

Damn, did he look hot while studying.

It wasn't long before Jaehyun looked up at you with an eyebrow raised. Oh, you knew that look very well, anytime soon he was gonna start nagging. But before he could even say a word, you started whining. Jaehyun's eyes followed your actions as you put your notebook away and closed the flap of your laptop, proceeding to get out of the rolly chair.

He was sitting on his bed with a small bed-table. "Jae, I'm bored," you whined as you laid down on the bed, and he just sighed at your antics. He perfectly knew when you didn’t want to study and would do anything to procrastinate.

"No, we only have a week for this."

"A whole week! It's not even that much content." You gave him a pout, knowing he couldn't resist your cuteness so much. In turn, he reached and pinched your cheeks.

"Baby, I will get mad now," he said in a sing song tone.

"Ooo, is daddy gonna spank me?" You turned over on your stomach, propping your head up on your hands, your legs swinging behind you. You smirked at him, feeling mischievous.

"I-" Jaehyun's jaw dropped at your words. You knew what it did to him when you indulged in his daddy kink.

"Why is daddy too busy to punish his baby?" You feigned a sad pout and snaked one of your hand on Jaehyun's thigh. Your boyfriend closed his eyes, as your hand went higher and higher. Just as you were about to go to his crotch, he held your wrist. You looked up at him so see his gaze darken by the second.

"I'm warning you baby," he said in a strained voice, clearly holding himself back. You eyed his grey sweatpants, already showing his erection. He was already riled up and you wouldn't want to leave your boyfriend hanging like this. You arched your back, making your ass more curvy in those tight shorts.

You put a finger inside your mouth, sucking on it, knowing how much weak Jaehyun was for that. You let go of your finger with a pop. "Then spank me daddy." You winked.

"What am I gonna do with you, my dirty baby?" he grunted as he let go of your wrist and put the bed-table down. You giggled in triumph as Jaehyun removed his tshirt and quickly rolled you over, getting on top of you. You smirked at him as he held himself up on his arms, putting your arms around his neck.

"You played a very dangerous game baby," Jaehyun's expressions mirrored yours. "Now you take what I give, understood?" Before you could even reply to him, he crashes his mouth on yours, tongue first. He knew you liked it sloppy. Jaehyun's lips always felt so soft against yours, you loved the feeling. His tongue licked inside your mouth and tangled with yours, proceeding to suck on it.

Jaehyun's one hand groped and kneaded your breasts on top of your tshirt, making you moan in surprise in his mouth when he pinched a hardened nipple. Breaking the kiss for air, he started kissing your and moved to your neck while his hands slid under the hem of of your tshirt and skimmed on your sides. You let out a sigh when he kissed that sweet spot, slightly sucking on it and moving his tongue on it. "Jae," you couldn't help but moan. These times when he started off too soft than usual, you knew he was gonna fuck your brains out after this, and your panties just got even more wet at the thought of him roughly fucking you. "Want my cock huh? Want me to fuck you dumb?" he said as if he read your thoughts.

"Yes yes please daddy. Want your cock sooo bad." You spread your legs, accomodating him inbetween. You moaned when he grinded his hips into yours, you could feel his hardening length pressing against your core through the thin layers. And oh this man was definitely freeballing inside his sweats because you could feel a little too much of him. You quickly slid a hand inside his waistband and as soon your hand met his bare cock, your suspicions were confirmed. Jaehyun groaned against your collabone when you squeezed him, "You're so impatient baby." Gathering the pre-cum on his tip, you started spreading it, giving you enough slick for jerking him to get dick fully hard.

"Fuck," he breathed out and started thrusting his hips into your fist, but he definitely did not want to cum like that. So he pulled away from you effectively making your hand come out of his pants. "Gonna fuck you now baby, you've made me impatient now."

"Then fuck me daddy, fuck me hard." You spread your legs fully, emphasizing your words by your actions, and smiled at Jaehyun. Fuck, if only he could have this picture forever embedded in his mind. He hooked his fingers on your shorts and pulled them down, leaving your panties on. He smirked as he noticed the wet patch, fingers quickly coming to rub your clothed pussy. "So fucking wet already baby," he chuckled. You bucked your hips onto his hands as he pressed on your clit. But then he stopped. You let out a yelp of surprise as he suddenly flipped your postions, making you straddle him.

You wasted no time in pulling down his pants just enough so his thick cock could spring free, almost salivating at how huge and fat it was, now at its full hardness. Jaehyun was hung as fuck, totally huge and fat, and even though he stretched you out a lot everytime, you were definitely not complaining. Because damn he reached places no other man ever could, and this man definitely knew how to use his cock to its full extent.

"Are you gonna keep staring at my dick or what?" Jaehyun made your cheeks feel hot despite all the heat running through your body at that moment.

"Oh shut up," you grumbled, but that was such a wrong move, because his right hand harshly came in contact with your ass immediately.

"Is that how you're gonna talk to daddy?" Another hit, making you whimper, but drip just even more. "Just ride me like the stupid slut you are," he chuckled darkly and hit you one more time, just hard enough how you liked it.

"Y-yes daddy." You pushed your panties to the side and held up Jaehyun's cock at the base, lining it up with your entrance. You both let out moans when you slowly sat down on his cock. His fat cock stretched you so much. You could feel all the veins and ridges on his cock.

"Fuck baby, how are you so fucking tight? I should fuck you more." You just whimpered and moaned at his words, your walls clenching around his dick. You started rolling your hips, getting into a rhythm and then slowly started fucking yourself on his cock, bouncing up and down. Jaehyun licked his lips as he watched you with hooded eyes, your head thrown back in pleasure, as you took leverage on his thighs. Jaehyun's hand slid your tshirt up and pulled your bra down just enough so that your boobs would spill out.

"You look so dirty and beautiful like this baby, bouncing on my cock like a whore." He rolled your nipples in his fingers, making you moan even more.

"I, I love your cock daddy, it feels so good," you said in between moans.

Jaehyun started meeting your hips upwards, making your pace falter. You leaned in on him, now splaying your hands on his toned abdomen, as he thrusted into you. "Fuck, get on your hands and knees baby."

Jaehyun spread your ass cheeks, as you got into position, arching your back. Before you knew he had plunged two fingers into you, immediately curling them and finding your sweet spot. You soon felt his tongue on your other hole, sucking on it and pushing his tongue in just a little. Your puckered hole clenched around nothing as the little muscle teased your hole. Your buried your face in yours hands as Jaehyun's other hand started to rub cirlces on your clit. All the stimulations made the knot in your stomach so much more tighter.

And before you knew you were moaning out loudly as your high came crashing down on you, sending waves of pleasure throughout your whole body. "Daddy!"

Before you could even recover from your orgasm, you felt Jaehyun's dick enter your pussy again. Your boyfriend gripped your hips as he started pounding into you, his pace steady right now. The sound of skin slapping along with Jaehyun's moans and your whimpers filled the room.

"You feel so fucking good baby," he moaned, bending down and peppering kisses on your back. His hand found its way to your throat, while the other snaked across your waist, and he pulled you up, and started fucking into you. His fingers tightened their hold, pressing onto just the side, making you feel lightheaded.

"Do you like how daddy's fucking you baby?" his deep voice rasped into your ear. You could barely reply and Jaehyun chuckled at that, loving to see you a blabbering mess. "I've fucked you so dumb baby." He let go of you, placing you down gently again, in contrast to what his dick was doing to you. Jaehyun grabbed your hips again, and started thrusting into you hard at a fast pace, his grip on your hips bruising. You came again so easily, clenching tightly around his cock, your vision going white for a second.

"Daddy, so good," you mumbled, feeling your knees about to give up. Jaehyun did not stop fucking you as your legs straightened out, he just pulled your hips up enough so he could thrust into you easily.

"Shit, gonna cum baby, where do you want it?" he panted out. Your ears perked up at his words. You loved nothing more than sucking off Jaehyun’s thick cock as he orgasmed.

"Mouth daddy, please."

You quickly went on your knees on the floor as Jaehyun stood in front of you, his red and leaking cock coated in your juices standing proud on his abdomen. Jaehyun tangled his fingers in your hair as you took him in your mouth. You sucked on the head, rolling your tongue around it, pushing it a little into his slit, earning a moan from him. His grip on your hair tightened as you bobbed your head up and down. Jaehyun pushed on your head now, making you choke and gag around his cock as he pushed it in, tears and spit rolling down as a result. You relaxed your throat and tried to control your breathing as he pushed in completely.

He stayed there for a few moments before starting to thrust. His pubes tickled your face as he kept your head in place. You swallowed around him, making it his last straw.

"Fuck fuck baby, fuck," he let out a guttural moan as his cock sputtered hot cum down your throat. He let go of you as he was cumming, making some of it stay on your tongue.

Jaehyun looked at you as you let go of his cock and showed him his cum on your tongue, proceeding to swallow it.

"Such a good slut for me." He leaned down and kissed you, tasting himself on your tongue.

After you both cleaned up in the bathroom and you came back to the bed, you threw yourself on it, totally exhausted from your previous endeavours. But Jaehyun was quick to pull you up again by the arms and you whined in protest.

"Who said taking my cum down your throat would be a free pass to not study after?" You hit him on the chest, embarrassed a little at his brazen choice of words, even though you indeed did have his dick in your mouth moments ago.

"Fuck you."

"Again?"

-inna🌻

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hxt1b · 2 years

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Xiaojun x Reader ft Jacob (The Boyz)

Requested Prompt 22 soulmate AU

Genre: Angst with happy ending.

WC: 4.9k

Warning: Swearing, suggestive.

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The thing they don't tell you about your soulmate is that they don't have to like you back at all. They don't have to want you back, they aren't obligated to you and they don't owe you shit.

You wish someone had had the sense to explain this to you before you filled your head with this idyllic situation, in which you would see the boy you're destined to be with and the world would click into place.

Xiaojun was preppy, a constant smile glued to his face. A smile that always made it to his eyes and lit the room that he was in, a smile that made everyone around him smile. A real smile, a beautifully cruel real smile.

It wasn't his only smile though, he had another one. One that he reserved for you, one where his lips tilted up to one side, one he would show you in the dark before he'd leave you when the light came.

That smile was ugly, that smile was reserved for the one that trapped him. That made him feel like he was suffocating like he was losing control.

You were that one.

The world frowns upon the rejection of a soulmate, Xiaojun knew that.

That doesn't mean he didn't reject you though. It just means that he rejected you behind closed doors.

It just meant that you had to keep your tears to yourself, because the embarrassment of it was too much, the pain of it too raw.

You let your forehead touch the cool wall of the shower, the water turning cold from how long you'd been in there.

Your skin was wrinkled and your limbs shivering, but you made no move to get out. Xiaojun would be waiting outside, he was over a couple of times a week.

"It's not like I can just freely do anything with anyone anymore, so we might as well use each other in the ways that we can."

You closed your eyes before plunging your head until the cold spray, trying your best to let your thoughts give way to the sound of the water.

It didn't work. It never worked.

You cursed your heart for loving his warm touches, for loving the way his lips felt against yours, your own body fucked you over when it came to it.

You were very much defenceless against Xiaojun.

Running your fingers over the mark on your collarbone, you cursed it as well. Wasn't the universe supposed to know what it was doing? Wasn't it not supposed to make mistakes?

You took a second to gather yourself before you turned the water off. You took your time drying off before leaving your bathroom.

He was waiting for you as you expected, fallen back into your bed, his legs off the end. He was scrolling on his phone his face pinched in concentration. He didn't even turn to you as you stepped into your own room.

Shaking your head to try and not give it thought you crossed your room towards your closet. As you tried to pick something to wear you heard him get off the bed and come towards you. His fingers tugging at your towel, you let him.

"You took really long in there." He said, no longing in his voice. Those words were not said the way you once dreamt someone would say them to you.

You could, however, detect the lust, you knew that if you turned around and looked at his face you would see his darkened eyes, the hunger in them for sex.

You weren't someone he loved or cherished you were just a plaything for him, one that he was given when he didn't ask.

The unwanted Christmas gift.

Swallowing the lump in your throat, you let the towel drop as he tugged on it once last time. You let his hands roam the expanse of your cold skin. Closing your eyes and forcing trying to create some kind of mental shield you let his lips trail warm kisses down your jaw.

—

In the beginning, you'd tired, you'd made every effort you could think of. Asking him to see a movie with you, or go to a festival, even offered to pay. But he turned down each one.

Somehow today he'd asked you to come with him to the club, but of course, that was nothing for you to get your hopes up. You had let them though, only for it all to slap you in the face.

You'd spent three hours getting ready, only for him to ignore you for the night and flirt with other girls, but you should have expected it. You were still unsure as to why he even took you out.

You watched from the bar, a glass of water in your hand that you slowly sipped on.

Your anger was starting to bubble up in the pit of your stomach, it heated your skin as it slowly spread across your body making its way to your brain.

You weren't someone that easily got mad, in fact, you were really patient with people. Sometimes too patient.

You finally saw red, when Xiaojun dipped his head to a girls face pulling her against his as they danced, his lips brushing against hers.

You sneered at the distant couple before pushing off the bar and looking around the room.

Why was he the only one that got to have fun?

"Hey," His voice came from behind you, and it couldn't have come at a better time. Turning around you met the eyes of a stranger, his dark hair swept back off his forehead. You couldn't help but take in his attire your eyes raking over his body, the plain white t-shirt doing wonders for his frame.

"Hey," You replied.

"Can I buy you a drink?" He asked, his head tilting to the side. You simply nodded and let him lead you to the bar. You forced Xiaojun to the back of your brain as you watched the guy in front of your order.

His lips moved but you couldn't hear what he was saying you were taken aback by how good he looked.

You blinked quickly when he turned to smile at you, a full smile that met his eyes. You felt your face warm as you smiled back.

"My name is Jacob." He replied, you were about to tell him your name, but you were interrupted by the arrival of your drinks.

He passed you yours with the same smile. The smile that was making its way to the pit of your stomach, filling you with this sense of warmth that you hadn't felt in a long time.

"I didn't get your name." He said. You quickly swallowed the sip you had in your mouth and told him your name.

"Pretty name." He whispered leaning towards you.

"So why are you out alone?" He asked.

Your eyes did a sweep of the room, looking for Xiaojun as you thought of a reply.

Xiaojun was still on the dance floor, the girl's ass pressed to his crotch as they danced.

"Boredom, I guess." You replied and looked down at your drink. You didn't think much about your next actions. Instead quickly downing the liquid before turning to face the bar again.

"Wanna dance?" You asked slamming the glass onto the counter of the bar.

Jacob looked at you slightly confused but quickly nodded. He set his barely touched drink on the bar and let you hold his hand as you dragged him to the dance floor.

You pulled him in, snaking your arms around his shoulders as you started to sway to the beat of the song. Jacob followed your pace, placing his hands onto your hips he pulled you closer to him.

The songs blended together the longer you danced, the drink from earlier heating your blood. You shoved Xiaojun into a box, far, far off in the back of your head. You only focused on the moment, the feeling of Jacob's body against, the feeling of someone picking you not being stuck with you.

You relished in the high of it.

"What are you doing?" the words were whispered against your face in a harsh tone. For a second you couldn't comprehend what was happening until your body collided with his.

Then you knew exactly who it was.

Xiaojun.

You snapped out of his hold, your hand reaching out for Jacob.

"What the fuck man?" Jacob exclaimed, his arm circling around you.

Xiaojun reached for you again.

"Fuck off man, this is between her and me." He said waving Jacob off.

Jacob pulled you behind him, getting in between you and Xiaojun.

"Touch her again and I'll break your face."

You looked away from the scene and were met with the eyes of the crowded club. People in the vicinity were staring at the exchange. Blood rushed to your face as the embarrassment caught up with you. Swallowing thickly, you pushed past the two boys and made for the exit.

"Hey, hey wait," Jacob called for you, taking large steps to catch up with your fast gait, you slowed for him just a fraction.

You didn't speak for a few minutes as you both made it half a block away from the club. Jacob didn't ask any questions, he simply walked with you silently.

"Sorry." You finally said. Stopping to lean on the side of a building, your arms crossing over your chest.

"Is that your ex?" He asked.

"Soulmate." You hung your head as you spoke, your hair acting as a curtain hiding you from his expression.

You heard him sigh.

"He seems like a douche bag." He said.

You shrugged. Not knowing what to say. It's not like he was wrong.

"Thanks for walking with me, but I'm just going to head home. Sorry for ruining your night." You pushed off the wall, you took three steps before Jacob spoke again.

"I would ask for your number, with a soulmate like that I should ask for your number. But it seems complicated." You turned to look at him over your shoulder.

"It is."

—

You muted Xiaojun's number and his texts. Ignoring him was gonna have to be the way it was. Screw the fucking universe and it's stupid game of cupid. You didn't need a soulmate especially if the man was gonna treat you like gum on the bottom of his shoe.

You rid yourself of your clothes and sink into the bath you'd drawn yourself. Allowing your muscles to relax into the warm water, you laid your head back and closed your eyes.

You must have dozed off because you woke up to a loud crash from your living room. Freaking out you quickly got out of the bathtub. wrapping your robe around you, you paced the bathroom.

Were you supposed to go outside and confront whoever the fuck it was? Or stay in the bathroom and call the police. Reaching for your phone you checked the time. It was four am.

There were about fifteen calls from Xiaojun along with many more texts. You opened the chat, quickly realizing that he had a key and was most likely the one in the apartment.

Rolling your eyes you pulled open the bathroom door and went to the living room. He was indeed there sitting on your couch, a lamp knocked over on the ground.

"That was an accident." He mumbled, you ignored his words, he was clearly still drunk.

"Why are you here?" You asked instead, the anger you felt earlier in the night creeping back up your system.

"I'm awful to you." He muttered. You froze, not knowing what to say. He clearly was going to listen to anything you were going to say.

"I treat you like shit, but you've been putting up with me for such a long time and I've just been taking advantage of that. It hurt to see you with him. I'm so fucking stupid." He leaned back into your couch, his eyes closed.

You stayed unmoving in your spot.

What did he think he was doing? Did he think saying that would fix it?

"I'm such a fucking bitch." His words were slurred.

You watched as his breathing slowed and he passed out on your couch. You rolled your eyes and turned around heading back into your room.

—

He was still there when you woke, his body sprawled out on your couch.

He looked perfect when he was sleeping, you'd noticed this before. His features relaxed, his typical scowl that often only you were graced with nowhere in sight.

He was his simplest self, his most palatable self. He wasn't smiling brilliantly at others or sardonically at you. He was just there, his breathing soft and quiet.

You made your way to the kitchen, pulling out things for breakfast, you made enough for two people. You weren't sure if he'd actually stay to eat, he never had before. You didn't really know If you wanted him to, you were still upset with him from last night.

Shaking your head, to rid yourself of the thoughts that you had no answer to, you tried to focus on the eggs as you cracked four into a pan to scramble them.

Turning to grab the loaf of bread from your bread box, you stumbled back startled by Xiaojun's frame leaning against the counter.

"What the fuck." You exclaimed, before leaning onto the counter as you took in long breaths to calm your heart rate.

"Sorry," he mumbled. You didn't reply, just took a second longer to gather yourself before grabbing for the bread as you'd originally meant to do.

"I made enough for two, do you want some?" You asked.

Xiaojun cleared his throat, "I'm a prick to you constantly aren't I?" He asked.

You blinked at him, why was he asking this? If he realized then why ask you? Why does he need confirmation?

"Food or no?" You asked again, ignoring his question.

He nodded yes, crossing his arms over his chest he stayed silent the rest of the time, as you finished up the food. His presence made you nervous, but that was typical for you.

"Here." You said, handing him a plate with scrambled eggs and toast on it.

"Thank you."

He followed you to the living room, where you sat down to eat turning the TV on and picking a new show that had just come out.

"You're watching this?" Xiaojun asked, his tone shocked. You looked over at him, your shoulders falling, of course, he knew absolutely nothing about you.

"Clearly." You replied, shunning him into silence again.

When you were done eating you got up to take your plate to the kitchen, grabbing Xiaojun's empty one as you went.

"I could've taken that." He stated as he got up and followed you to the kitchen.

"Hey, could we talk?" He asked as you turned the water on to rinse off the plates so that you could put them into the dishwasher.

"You wanna talk now?" You asked, your anger rising again.

You didn't spare him a glance, you shoved the plates into the dishwasher and walked out the kitchen.

"Fuck - okay I get it. I deserve this. I deserve last night. I'm literally the worst person around for you right now! I get that, especially after seeing you dancing with him. The way that felt," He paused to take a deep breath, "that was the fucking worst."

You glared at him. He was standing at the entry of the kitchen waiting, his face pulled into tortured lines. About four feet away from you.

Good, he did deserve it.

"It's easy to take for granted what you've been given until you see that it could be taken away too. I didn't want to get to know you because you were always here. I didn't need to, I apparently had to.

When you would try it would just feel stupid, in my head why would we? Soulmates are fucking dumb, why would I want to instantly be in love with a stranger?

But that's the thing, there is no instant love. Just your person and you have to try in order for it to work."

"You realized this in a night?" You asked.

He shook his head, "Somewhere inside I always knew, but I also knew what I was doing, all the fucked up things. It was just easy to ignore because you put up with everything I did all the time."

You rolled your eyes, "So it's my fault?"

"No, that's not what I'm saying." He took in another large breath as if bracing himself for the next thing he was about to say.

"Last night was the first night I'd just danced with someone else. Typically I would just ignore you. I guess that was your last straw because when I turned around you were doing the same. But it made me realize that everything wouldn't just go my way. I could see that I was hurting you. Then I felt it. The anger, and the pain of wait she's mine."

You scoffed, having heard enough. Turning away decided to go to your room, you needed to shower and get ready for the day.

"Wait. Please wait. Just let me finish," he insisted. His feet hurrying towards you.

You paused again, you didn't know why. But then again all of the actions you had in relation to Xiaojun, you could never explain any of them.

"I'm sorry, Y/N. And if you allow me to get to know you. This time I promise I'll be there every time."

You looked up at his face, your eyes stinging.

"I needed to hear that months ago Xiaojun. Not now."

—

He didn't just leave you alone as you expected him to. Instead, he made an effort despite your lack of agreement.

On Sunday, he pranced into your apartment with flowers, a huge bouquet the size of your torso. You hated flowers, they died and were hard to take care of you.

"Oh, Well now I know!" He said happily even though your reaction was not one he was hoping for. Instead, he walked over to the garbage can and chucked the entire bouquet out.

When he went to the bathroom, you dug the flowers out and hid them in your hall closet. You'd move them to your room after he left.

On Monday, he showed up with lunch.

"See the one thing I do know is that you work from home!"

"Because you wanted to fuck and I was busy with work, and you argued that I was at home, and I had let you know that I work from home."

"Hey, I still know!"

On Tuesday, he sent you chocolates that were shaped like flowers with a note that said, 'flowers that you won't have to maintain.'

There was nothing you could complain about on Tuesday.

Wednesday you had the typical game night with your friends, the girls would come over to your apartment and you would all play board games. Or video games. Maybe watch a movie or Kdrama, it didn't matter. It was a day you looked forward to each week.

Xiaojun showed up Wednesday night. When you answered the door expecting to see your friends, you were met with him holding a lot of take-out.

Your smile gave way to your confusion, Xiaojun ignored your change of energy and instead pushed past you into your apartment, setting the bags down on the counter.

"I just came by to drop these off for tonight. Don't worry."

He smiled at you and for a second you were frozen, the room was engulfed in an awkward silence that wasn't affecting you at all because you were stuck on the fact that he had actually smiled at you. The smile that filled the room, the infectious smile that you'd always wanted to be yours.

You were snapped out of your state as your friend opened your front door and barrelled in.

"Hey hey hey!" She exclaimed making her way over to you.

"Hey!" You said, your friend froze when she saw Xiaojun as well. She's eyes narrowed at the boy.

"Why is he here?" She asked coming up next to you.

"I brought the food." Xiaojun stated, "And now I'm leaving."

He started towards the door, hesitating and turning back to you as if to say something, but ultimately decided against it and continued out the door.

You looked at your friend confused, but she simply shrugged and went for the bag closest to her on the counter.

And so it went on, the flowers eventually died. You accumulated some stuffed bears, more chocolates and many many, invites to picnics, cafes, and fancy restaurants. You had yet to accept one of those.

You were sitting under a pile of blankets to ward off the cold winter air when your phone began to ring. You ignored it expecting it to be Xiaojun, but when it rang again you answered.

"What?" You asked him.

"Well hello to you too," He chuckled, "Can I come over?"

You didn't know what to say, but you weren't against it. Xiaojun was trying and you knew from first-hand experience that if you didn't acknowledge that sooner or later he would lose his patients too. Just like you had.

You both were still soulmates, the mark on your collarbone ever-present as the day it first popped up. So on a whim of overthinking and some sympathy. And maybe even an ounce of the feelings you've always had for him.

You said, "fine." And hung up on him.

He came into your apartment, with his key that you still had not taken back, two minutes later.

"You were already here?" You asked. He nodded.

"What if I had said no?"

"Then I would have gone home."

He lifted the corner of your blanket, moving it so that he could also be under it.

"I wanted to talk to you about something." He said, after a few minutes of the both of you staring at the TV.

You sat up, pulling the blanket with you as you did so. You felt like you knew what was coming, but also with how different he was acting nowadays you felt like he could say anything.

"I want you to go on an actual date with me." He said it was a question it was more like an opinion that he was giving to you.

"Ahh-" he cut you off before you could give him a reply.

"Right now."

—-

Somehow, someway. It worked.

You were dragged out of your apartment, the sun was long gone, making the already cold night colder. You shifted your body closer to Xiaojun's unconsciously. He was making you walk up an incline to God knows where, you only prayed that it wasn't to push you off a cliff.

"Do you want my jacket?" Xiaojun asked making you snicker at him.

"Oh come on, that's just dumb. I don't need you telling me that I caused you to have phenomena or something after this."

"I wouldn't say that." He muttered under his breath.

"You would've." You retorted.

"Back then I wouldn't have brought you out on a date either."

You continued following him, both of you sticking to silence after that as you made your way to where ever he wanted to take you.

"So um, I was - okay honestly the closer we get to this the stupider I feel. But um I think that you once mentioned that you always wanted to camp, but you hated the idea of actually staying in a forest…" he trailed off as you both came upon an empty clearing in a park. You were shocked that he remembered that, you'd mentioned that to him in the very early days of you two meeting, about an hour before he decided that fuck buddies was the way to go.

Xiaojun walked over to a black backpack tucked up against a tree.

"You came up here earlier," you said shocked as you watched him zip open the bag.

Xiaojun nodded his head, not looking up at you.

"What if I hadn't come?" You asked.

Xiaojun sighed, "well I would have come up grabbed the bag and gone home. You know you're acting like I would've died or something if you said no."

You frowned at his words, you wanted him to say he'd be sad if you said no. Not be like oh well. But he was still Xiaojun, and he was never really one to be sad. His go too was anger.

He pulled out a couple of blankets and some rope.

"I don't have a tent. So…" He trailed off moving towards two trees that were close in proximity and tied the rope of one of the lowest branches. Doing the same to the other tree. The rope was lopsided, one side higher than the other, but you watched on as he dropped the blanket over the rope, moving the sides out so that it was tent-shaped.

On the ground, he laid out another blanket and then ushered you over.

You slowly made your way to him, he had pulled the backpack into the make-shift tent and was pulling out crackers marshmallows and chocolate.

"We'll make s'mores." He said, his head tilting up to you with a large smile across his face as he did so. And once again you were knocked out of yourself. Heat flooded to your face as you took in the fact that the smile was for you.

You slowly sat down next to him, hoping that this wasn't a dream that you'd wake up from to learn that the entire past few weeks weren't real.

"I have nothing to heat them up with but…"He held out a cold s'more to you.

"This is good." You said taking it, you squished the stack in your hand before moving it towards your mouth and taking a bite.

"You did this all for me?" You asked.

"I told you I'd try." He said, "I really did want to make it up to you."

"So what do you like accept the soulmate thing now?" You asked before taking another bite.

Xiaojun shook his head, "More like I'm realizing that soulmate or not you're someone that matters to me. And I've taken you for granted for long enough."

You nodded, "So we're dating?"

"We're dating." He confirmed.

"Why were so you fucking rude in the beginning?" You asked.

His eyes watched you as you shoved the last bite into your mouth.

"It felt like you weren't my own choice like I was forced to be stuck with you. It didn't sit well in my head, plus I've always hated the idea of soulmates. It just sounds fucking stupid. I said this before but how am I supposed to just see someone and have everything shift and all of a sudden I'm supposed to worship the ground this person walks on? That doesn't even make sense." You nodded, letting his words fade into the silence.

You stared out the side of the open tent, looking into the night sky. Xiaojun shifts closer to you, his shoulder and elbow brushing against yours as he pulled another thing out of the bag.

"I brought hot chocolate." He said. "Want some?"

You nodded your head, welcoming the warm drink.

"You know," He started, "that night I took you to the club, was because I had decided 'why not try?'. Then I got drunk, and my brain went fuck it. I don't know why but all of a sudden my mind was yelling at me that this was stupid. But when I saw you with that guy all I saw was red."

"Well think about how I felt seeing you with that girl. I actually for some twisted reason like you. So I was so fucking mad like come on it's one thing being a dick to me behind closed doors but it was another thing to just up and do that in public. I didn't understand why you even brought me." You replied turning your body towards his.

Xiaojun tilted his head to the left slightly, his eyes looking at you amused.

"That's the most you've said to me in a while." He stated.

You rolled your eyes at him, "yeah well…"

"All I can do now is show you that I'm sorry and that I'm here, and trying. That's only if you'll let me though."

"I'm here aren't I?" You retorted.

"Yes, you are."

You felt his eyes on the side of your face. You glanced at him out of the corner of your eye.

"Your staring." You said.

"So you like me?" He asked.

You didn't reply just scowled at him.

But the answer was yes.

Feelings didn't turn off that fast, and not everyone was dense like him, not everyone ran and got pissed at what they were given. Some people accepted it and learned to make the best of it.

"You're stupid."

"Sorry it took me so long to get it," he started.

His hand came out to grab yours, his slender fingers interlocking with yours.

"But I like you too" He finished.

Your head slowly turned towards his. His smile was beaming at you causing your breath to stutter for a second as your heart skipped a beat.

The smile that you always wanted to be directed at you, you finally got.

-neocain

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rosietaeyongswife · 3 years

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ROSIE MASTERLIST

■ WHOLE NCT

popping out casket fresh, looking like the fashion show [mafia au, angst, smut, fluff, masterlist of mafia au nct]

when night comes [nct 127 members x reader. angst, horror au, haunted asylum,]

scars of your love [ nct series based on adele songs, whole masterlist]

narcos [ drugs trafficking, crime au, heist au, mafia au]

■ JOHNNY SUH

our age is the issue [angst]

water under the bridge [angst, part of scars of your love]

■ LEE TAEYONG

black orphan [angst, mafia au, y/n is mafia also, badass reader]

first months are perfect [angst, taeyong has changed, arguing, cursing]

love in the dark [angst, part of scars of your love]

ain’t shit [fluff, mafia au]

SHH.. [angst, fluff, jaehyunxreaderxtaeyong]

love me now [angst, fluff, taeyongxreaderxjaehyun]

■ NAKAMOTO YUTA

stay [ part of “popping out casket fresh, looking like the fashion show”, angst, i mean very angsty, immature reader, rude reader, mafia yuta, yuta is so so so whipped for reader]

leave my heart open but it’s still empty for days [angst, break up]

always thought i was hard to love, till you made it feel so easy [2 part of lmhobtsefd]

now you’re dead and gone [angst, love of your life dies]

stars [fluff, yuta loves you]

■ KIM DOYOUNG

someone like you [part of scars of your love, angst]

reflections [angst, ex lovers]

■ JUNG JAEHYUN

mad [ mafia au, also part of pocflltfs, asshole jaehyun, jaehyun is really dickhead, angst ]

if it’s you [angst, addiction au, jaehyun is dickhed again]

the other woman [angst, in jaehyun’s life you will always be another woman]

save your tears [angst, your relationship gettin destroyed by your parents and wedding]

SHH..[angst, fluff, jaehyunxreaderxtaeyong]

love me now [angst, fluff, taeyongxreaderxjaehyun]

maps [angst, fluff, action, secret agent jaehyun x reader, slight jungwoo x reader, drama]

■ KIM JUNGWOO

i’m not gonna love you [ angst, smut, fwb ]

ok, i love you [fluff, jungwoo is kinda high, angst ]

hello [part of adele song series]

■ MARK LEE

love you truly [ fluff]

send my love [angst, part of scars of your love]

■ KIM TAEYUNG

heat waves [angst, old lovers, both parents]

■ JUNG JAEWON

i love u so, pls let me go [angst, he is sure that you do too much for both of you, and he isn’t enough for you. you deserve better in his eyes, even tho if it means split things between you]

■ KIM JONGIN

we’ll be fine [angst, fluff, miscariage]

■ MY NAME

■ DO GANGJAE

slow down [angst, fight, you are daughter of mafia leader]

■ MY TOUGHTS ON SOME MATTERS

chinese idols situation [ i tried to explain their choices, and why is it bad to throw a shade at them]

lucas scandal [ isn’t it weird that before every nct’s comeback, since they are so much bigger, like second the biggest boygroup in kpop, some scandals/rumours spread? ]

astroworld fest [about travis scott ignorance, rest in peace to fallen angels]

can we cancel tiktok kpop fans? [why do people want to fight things that are problematic, but they do them themselfs?]

winwin misogonist? [antis still fight neos]

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daegall · 3 years

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[23:59]

pairing: rival! hyuck x reader

genre: fluff, crack, slight rivals to lovers! AU

warnings: mentions of reader hating hyuck? other than that i dont think so!!

word count: 1k words

a/n: i might take a small break from tumblr after kiss her you fool because of all my school work, but of course, i will still be writing, just not posting :) pls enjoy my last drabble before im gone!

networks: @neoturtles @knet-bakery @kokonomi @twozeronet

Tonight wasn't a complete flop, right? Only ditched by your roommate for some cute guy she called 'nana', yeah the usual. Oh and the guy you had talked to earlier also ditched you for another girl, and you were left alone in a house you aren't even familiar with.

And now, here you are, resting on a bench, rubbing at the growing migraine starting to form in your head.

Yeah, tonight was a complete flop alright.

You take off your heels and throw them into your handbag, muttering how they were far too uncomfortable and squeezed for your feet. God how stressful must this night be?

"Why, if it isn't Y/l/n?"

A soft gasp slips from your lips at the sudden statement, and as if you had no trace of former stress, a sly smile widens on your lips at the sight before you.

Lee Donghyuck, more known as Haechan, stands there in his suit, his hands shoved into his pockets and his tie unraveled as he shines boyish smile your way.

"Haechan," You breath out a chuckle. "I didn't know you were at the party?"

The boy shrugs, taking a few steps closer to you, "Yeah, I wanted to come say hi to you, but you know Renjun and his alien talk."

A soft laugh escapes your throat before you could hold back your amusement; you wouldn't be able to hid it anyway.

Lee Donghyuck has always been a competitor to you. You had despised him some time ago, but after recent events of meeting him in a cafe you had grown attached to him, as much as you hated to admit.

One thing, your big fat disgusting crush on him. After telling your roommate about your feelings for him, she had cleared it out to you that you had a massive tooth-rotting crush on him. And now you can't help but agree, and you are unable to stop your heart from swelling every time he was around.

Apparently, you two are blind as bats as everyone complains and comments of your so called 'flirting' and constantly tell you to get together. No matter what, the two of you can't possibly look straight at them in the eyes and lie.

It's truly amazing to them, how you can be so oblivious to your heart eyes towards each other.

"Where's Renjun?"

"With Jeno,"

You eye him suspiciously as he takes a seat next to you, "Why don't you join them?"

"You just looked so lonely here, I just had to cheer you up."

A straight nudge to the rib shuts him up, and he instantly clutches the area in pain. Though there's a feeling of hurt and slight annoyance in him, endearment fills his heart and makes him all fuzzy and warm inside when you blush lightly in embarrassment and look out to the beautiful view in front of you.

"Now now, Y/n, don't attack me for wanting to spend time with you." Your lips purse as the embarrassment turns into shyness at his stare he keeps on you, your own gaze instantly falling when you glance at him.

Gosh, Lee Haechan and his attractive face.

The conversation falls into silence, the sounds of cars and quiet cicadas filling the night breeze. Though you try to relax and stay calm, you can always feel Donghyuck's gaze staying on you, and you know he can read you like a book.

Could.

Strangely enough, the guy himself can't read you as much as he could before, he was once able to distinguish that small purse of your lips as nervous, the twiddle of your fingers around the ring on your finger would be a habit, but now, it just seems so cute to him.

All he can focus on his how he thinks you look so incredibly stunning tonight, and how he felt for you when he saw your dejected expression as your roommate ditched you for Jaemin. Oh how he longed to take your face between his hands and turn your smile into that sparkle he adores to see.

"I'm glad to came tonight." You suddenly state, looking away into the opposite direction of Donghyuck. "And came to cheer me up. I must've looked obvious if you came to actually cheer me up."

"You always look obvious, Y/l/n."

Once again, you huff out, and raise your arms in the air to smack playfully at his shoulder, only to be met with your wrist caught and caged into his soft palm. His fingers that once encircled around your wrist untangled themselves, and reach up to fit them perfectly into yours.

"It's obvious that you wanted me to come cheer you up."

You also hate to admit this, but he was right. You had a mere glimpse of him entering the small gathering, and hoped the whole time for him to come and get you, save you front the boring conversation you had with the guy who's name you forgot already.

A swelling feeling of adornment fills you up once you turn your head to look at Donghyuck, his smug smile turned into a beautiful, full grin at you. His eyes sparkle with the reflection of the moon in them, and you think he could infatuate you more than a moon could ever.

Another sensation rushes through your veins as Donghyuck tangles your hands tighter, and pulls you gently closer to him. You comply and shift closer to him, grinning as you twist and play with his ring instead of yours.

"Is it also obvious that I want you to ask me out?" The shock on his face causes you to snort, the delighted smile curling his lips up a second later melting you.

"Friday? The diner just down the block?" You propose, eyes falling back to the sight of your tangled hands together on your lap. If you stared at his glimmering eyes you're afraid you might just drown in them and find a whole new universe there for you to discover.

"2 o'clock sharp. Don't be late, Y/l/n." Donghyuck brings your hand up to press his lips against your fingers softly, gazing into your eyes with excitement.

Fuck it, you'll dive in and you don't care if you drown, you know you'll eventually do it at some point.

"It's a date, Lee Donghyuck."

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smutbymia · 3 years

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hiiii can i request a smut with ex bf turned fwb jaehyun where he still loves y/n thats why he agreed on that setup but he gets y/n pregnant along the way djsjajhaa thank youuu it could be fluffy at the end thankbyooouu ❤️

You pushed through the front doors of a restaurant bar, scanning the space for your high school friends. It had been a few years since you first graduated and even though you kept in touch with them it wasn’t easy for all of you to meet up due to your busy schedules.

You saw a few hands waving you down from across the room and walked over, smiling.

“Great, you all got here at the same time,” said your friend Lia. You were confused at her comment until you turned around, only to see that there was a group of guys behind you that had entered just after you did. And one of the boys in that group happened to be someone you were very familiar with.

Going to an all-girls school was supposed to help you focus more on your studies and have less distractions but that was all useless considering the fact that there was an all boys school right across the street. You remembered the days when droves of school kids would hang around the entrances trying their best to look nonchalant while they whispered amongst their friends about the boys that they found attractive until it was time to head home for the day.

Most didn’t dare approach the opposite sex on the other side of the street, except Lia’s cousin Johnny happened to be a student at the boys school and so he would often use “picking her up from school” as an excuse to hang around the front gates of the girls academy. Lia’s parents traveled a lot for work and so during the school year aside from some weekends, she would stay with Johnny, her aunt, and uncle since her family home was in the next town over.

That was what led you to meeting your ex-boyfriend Jaehyun. He was handsome and cute all in one and even back then the girls would drool over him, however he was extremely unapproachable in the eyes of many. The day you met, you had gone to the convenience store near school with Lia. The two of you sat outside on top of one of the tables with your legs outstretched as you typically did. Lia was ranting about a drama she had been watching and eating ice cream and you were scribbling clothing designs in the mini sketchbook that you always carried around when Johnny turned the corner with a group of his friends following closely behind.

“Look who it is,” he said as he threw his backpack onto the empty benches you rested your feet on. The rest of his friends followed suit throwing their bags as you and Lia shrieked, lifting your legs out of the way just in time as they made their way into the convenience store. Except one boy walked calmly towards the door, dropping his bag on the table next to you without even looking up once from the book he carried in his hand.

That day they hung around eating snacks and causing a ruckus but Jaehyun was very easy going. You couldn’t help but steal glances at him as he ran his fingers through his hair and skimmed through his textbook which happened to be about computer programming. He suddenly glanced up and realized the two of you were the only ones sitting around the table while Lia and the other boys all fooled around nearby, gaming on their phones and dribbling around a basketball.

He yawned and shut his book as he leaned forward on the table, eyes glued on yours as you felt heat rush to your cheeks.

“What are you doing?” he questioned, gesturing towards your sketchpad.

“D-drawing,” you stammered embarrassingly. The corner of his mouth raised into a gentle smirk as he caught onto the nervousness in your tone of voice. He scooted over next to you and you could feel the air leave your lungs.

Just as he leaned over to peak at what you were drawing, you slammed the sketch book shut, not wanting him to see the sketch you had drawn of him reading.

“Are they... naughty drawings?” he teased.

“No, no of course not. Not at all!” you protested getting more and more embarrassed by the way he smiled at you. You slipped the sketchpad into your bag, and got up from your spot next to him. You turned to Lia.

“It’s getting late, I should go,” you said to her. She instinctively started to collect her belongings too but Johnny stopped him.

“Jaehyun lives on her street so he can take her. I need you to come with me to the store. Mom’s birthday is this weekend and I have no clue what to get her,” he whined. Before you could get a word in, the group had split and gone their separate ways leaving the two of you alone.

Living on the same street is what brought you closer. Jaehyun started walking you home whenever you happened to hang out with Johnny and his friends and the two of you would sometime stop on the way home for bubble tea, or at stationary shops when you needed art supplies. Eventually he started meeting you at the end of your street each morning before school and even on the weekends at the park in your neighbourhood. Eventually the two of you started to secretly date and were known as the “it” couple between the all boys and all girl school once your secret got out just before graduation.

You maintained the relationship through your last summer before going your separate ways once university started. You still remembered sharing so many of your firsts with Jaehyun. Your first date, your first relationship and your first kiss.

And now here he was years later sitting across from you like he did back in high school. It would have been awkward had your friends slowed down with the drinking. Instead, after a few short chats about what everyone was up to and a bunch of shots later they were all stumbling out into cabs or moaning at the table about missing each other.

You and Jaehyun had always been the tame ones out of the bunch so the two of you took turns getting the remainder of your friends into cabs until it was just the two of you left. You stood outside the bar with him after getting Johnny into the last cab and sending him off. Jaehyun sighed as he stood next to you on the sidewalk.

“They’re such a handful,” he complained. You chuckled softly in agreement.

“Yeah, they totally sobered me up,” you whined, “what a waste.”

“Well it wouldn’t be fair for us to go home sober, would it?” he asked with that same mischievous smirk he always pulled out.

That led to the two of you going to the nearest convenience store which coincidentally happened to be the one near your old schools, taking shots of soju outside on the dining tables. The two of you reminisced, while avoiding the topic of your former romance until you both decided it was time to head home.

Both of your families had moved from your old neighbourhood but you did still live nearby after finishing school. Jaehyun offered to walk you home despite your refusals. He insisted. And of course, as if it was planned by the Gods themselves, just as you arrived it started to rain. You knew it would be rude to leave him drunk and alone to hail a cab and so you reluctantly invited him into your place to wait until the rain eased up a bit more.

A mixture of the alcohol and the tension between the two of you that had been building all night led to you pressed against the door of your apartment which you locked behind you, and Jaehyun hovering in front of your face.

“W-we shouldn’t right?” he started in a whisper, “because...”

His arms gripped your waist and you watched as he tried to focus on thinking coherently instead of letting the alcohol scramble his brain as his eyes scanned yours for a reaction. It looked like he needed you to finish the sentence because he was struggling to find a good reason as to why he should stop himself from taking your right there in the entrance of your place.

You couldn’t lie to yourself. You were dying to get a taste of him. He had matured nicely, his muscular frame filling out his clothing. You ran hands over his arms,

“Fuck it, J-just this once,” you said quietly as you trailed your hands up to his neck and drew him in for a kiss. You could feel Jaehyun relax in your embrace as his lips met yours softly. There was no urgency in his actions. He parted his lips and slipped his tongue into your mouth, deepening the kiss. He kissed you like he had been yearning to do so.

As much as the romantic mood touched your heart, you needed more to be satisfied and so you took it upon yourself to intensify things. You captured his bottom lip between your teeth and tugged softly. You caught him by surprise as he momentarily opened his eyes. You could see his gaze transform into something a little darker before trailing kisses down his neck. Jaehyuns breathing grew heavy as he flattened the palm of his hand against the door behind you to steady himself. He pushed his hips forward, letting you feel how excited he was, drawing a low moan from his lips.

“Bed,” you gasped as Jaehyun let his hands wander across your body gripping your ass and making their way back up as he explored every curve he could reach, “now. Before we do anything else, I need you in my bed.”

Jaehyun smirked at the desperation in your voice as you two rushed to kick off your shoes. You walked briskly through your apartment towards your bedroom. Jaehyun however lingered, taking in the space, stopping to look at artwork on the walls and look at photo frames.

“Jae,” you whined as you paused at your doorway, frustrated that he wasn’t right behind you. Jaehyuns heart fluttered from hearing the nickname you called him after such a long time as he put down a frame he had in his hands.

He laughed as he approached you, leaning down to plant a soft kiss on your lips before catching himself. He stood tall again, letting out a deep breath.

“Sorry,” he said as he stepped into your room, lifting his shirt above his head and turning back around to face you. You stood frozen taking in his muscular frame with your mouth frozen in a gasp.

“You- you really matured well,” you said as you crossed the room to place your hands on his chest. His dimples became visible as he moved to stand behind you. He lifted your shirt over your head and unclasped your bra from behind, looking over your shoulder down your chest as the garment fell to the ground to expose your bare chest. He wrapped his hands around your body, squeezing at the soft flesh as he trailed kisses down your neck and pressed himself against your behind. You gasped softly at the way his fingers ran back and forth over your nipples, sending electricity racing through your body, letting your head fall back to rest on his chest.

Jaheyun moved his hands down your stomach until he reached the waistband of your jeans, undoing the button and lowering the zipper, not waiting any longer. He slipped his hand into your underwear, dipping his digits between your folds as you cried out his name in satisfaction from finally being touched.

You gripped his thigh behind you, steadying yourself as you shifted your legs to open them up wider in order to give him more access to your core. You could feel your knees buckled as he drew circles under the hood of you folds directly over your clit. Jaehyun adjusted his grip on your body, holding you up when he realized you were growing weak under his touch. He was impressed at your ability to hold back your pleasure.

“That’s my good girl. You’re doing so well. I need you nice and wet,” he cooed as the sound of your wetness echoed with every occasional dip of his fingers towards your entrance before he drew your juices back up to wet your sensitive bud.

“I can’t last much longer,” you whined. Jaehyun slowed the assault on your clit and instead flattened his hand between your legs, gripping your entire core without moving as he allowed you to regain your composure. You couldn’t help yourself as you slowly rutted against his hand. He chucked softly behind you.

“Hey, don’t cum yet,” he whined back as he squeezed at your center, slowing your ruts and making your mind go fuzzy, “I want to feel you first.”

You couldn’t believe this was the same sweet but mischievous boy you had known for so long. He slipped his hand back out from between your legs and pulled your pants down from over your hips until you had undressed entirely. He motioned for you to get on the bed as you watched him undress, pumping his length between his fist as he hovered over you.

You sat up on your legs, spreading them as you reached for him wanting to take him into your mouth. Jaehyun stood rested a knee on the bed as he stood, letting you lick softly at the head of his dick as he grunted, just as you covered it with your mouth and felt him jerk forward into you. You whimpered softly feeling him push himself back and forth over your tongue as you hollowed out your cheeks and pumped along his shaft. He grew harder with every stroke until he couldn’t take it anymore and gripped your chin as he slid himself out from between your lips.

“Fuck,” he gasped as he let himself fall onto the bed beside you, propped up by only his elbows. You took the opportunity to climb on top of him, straddling his hips as you hovered above him, dropping your head down to kiss him and silently guiding him to lay down.

He ran his hand down your sides and over your back as you felt him fumble with himself before positioning himself at your entrance, letting you sink down onto him. The sound the two of you made as your bodies connected at their cores had you whimpering along with the sensation of being filled up completely.

Jaehyun brushed a strand of hair behind your ear as he gripped at your face, cursing as you took more and more of him into you.

“Are you sure you can take it all?” he murmured, planting kisses across your cheeks. You nodded shakily, focusing as you felt your abdomen grow tighter the further you sunk down, feeling as though you were running out of space until you felt your rear end finally make contact with his balls. You let out a shriek as Jaehyun let out a dreamy moan, head falling back into the pillows as you settled comfortably around him.

“Shit, that feels so amazing,” he whimpered. You planted your hands firmly on his chest, sitting up and rotating your hips slowly on top of him as you adjusted to his size. Curse words fell from his lips as he gripped at your hips, slowly and gently fucking up into you every time you circled your waist.

His thrusts grew more frantic as you started to lift yourself with each rotation of your hips, letting yourself slam back down into his thrusts. The two of you grunted, quickening the pace. As you both grew more desperate, Jaehyun repositioned himself, wrapping his entire arm around your waist as he propped himself up with the other so that he was in a seated position. He bent his knees slightly, planting soles of his feet against the mattress to steady the both of you as he used his strength to jerk his hips right up into your opening so you didn’t have to exert as much energy, and allowing him to control the pace.

The combination of his thrusts along with the way your clit conveniently brushed against his his lower abdomen sent you into a spiral. You fell apart instantaneously. The feeling of your body clenching around him had Jaehyun releasing himself into you as your name spilled from his lips. The two of you could only keep your eyes open long enough to clean yourselves up a bit before you both fell asleep in your bed.

The next morning wasn’t awkward at all, thankfully. The two of you woke up and showered, and decided to go out for some coffee and breakfast at a nearby cafe before taking a walk at a park near your place. The conversation was easy. It was officially the weekend and so neither of you were preoccupied with many other responsibilities. Despite the very intimate sex, things otherwise seemed normal.

“I should probably go back to my place,” Jaehyun said as he gestured towards his clothing. You had already spent a few hours together and had totally forgotten about the fact that he was still wearing last nights clothes.

“Oh... shit, yeah. I lost track of time,” you said sheepishly. He smiled sweetly.

“Me too,” he responded hesitating before continuing, “about last night...”

You could feel heat spread across your cheeks.

“Don’t worry. It was nothing,” you said quickly out of embarassment.

Jaehyun looked perplexed, then a bit frustrated. You knew him well enough to know that you had ticked him off. Just as he opened his mouth to tell you off, you interrupted him.

“Wait, no! What I meant to say was that it was amazing but I also totally understand that it was a spur of the moment thing,” you said as you grabbed one of his hands to grasp in between yours.

Jaehyun nodded, letting out a sigh and trying not to let the disappointment show too much on his face.

“Text me so I know you got home safe,” he said as he removed his hand from your grasp. You nodded, and said your goodbyes as the two of you went your separate ways.

You’d be lying if you said you weren’t thinking about that night since it happened. A week had gone by and even though you and Jaehyun kept in loose and casual contact through text, you still couldn’t stop thinking about him. You couldn’t satisfy yourself either. Nothing felt quite as satisfying as his touch and it was starting to wind you up.

You were getting ready for Johnny’s birthday party when there was a knock at your door that you weren’t expecting.

“Oh, hey...” you said.

You were very surprised to find Jaehyun standing on the other side. He already smelled of alcohol but didn’t seem to be too wasted.

“Sorry I was going to call but my phone died when I was out with my coworkers,” he mumbled, “do you mind?”

He held his phone up and you stepped aside, letting him enter your apartment and lending him your phone charger. He was also going to Johnny’s place later for his party in a few hours and according to him he was in the area. He sat quietly in the living room for most of the time. As you were finishing up your makeup, he knocked softly on the bathroom door.

“What’s up?” you asked in a monotone voice as he opened the door. You were focused on your own reflection applying your mascara.

“Hey, do you have anything to drink? I think the party already started and everyone already started drinking so I thought it would be a good idea to start now so that we could catch up,” he said as he scrolled through his phone texting what was most likely the boys’ group chat.

“Yeah, check the cabinet above the fridge,” you said. Jaehyun hovered in the doorway watching you for a moment.

“Is everything okay? I spoke with Lia earlier. She said you’ve been a little... bratty this week,” he said. You turned to glare at him but he raised his eyebrows, challenging you to kick an attitude with him. If there was anyone who didn’t tolerate your moodiness it was Jaehyun.

“Did something happen?” he asked. You shook your head no.

“I don’t know I just feel a little.. tense, I guess. It will pass,” you mumbled as you touched up your lipstick in the mirror next.

Jaehyun stepped behind you, catching off guard. He stood close to you as he locked eyes with you in the mirror. You watched as his hands disappeared behind you before you felt him pull the zipper of your dress up. You had forgotten to do it up earlier when you first put it on.

“Maybe drinking will help. C’mon,” he started as he took the lipstick from between your fingers and closed the lid before resting it on your counter and pulling you out of the bathroom, “you already look perfect.”

The two of you took a few shots in your kitchen. The alcohol did help a bit but not entirely. You rotated your head, stretching your neck out as you sighed deeply. Jaehyun was buzzed and in a much better mood than you were, he knocked back another drink before moving behind you and massaging at your neck.

“Are you going to tell me what’s wrong now?” he asked. You took a deep breath as his fingers worked against your skin and you leaned back just slightly into him, closing your eyes.

You shook your head. He continued to massage out the kinks in your neck as he watched the tension slowly slip away from your face, smiling. It wasn’t until you started to let soft moans slip from your mouth that he froze momentarily.

“Jae, don’t stop,” you whimpered, “please.”

He felt himself harden just from the tone of your voice. He had to catch himself when he found himself instinctively leaning down towards your neck to drag his tongue across your skin.

Your eyes fluttered open as you craned your neck to look up at him, wondering why he had stopped his massage. His eyes were glazed over and you felt that tension ease its way back.

“O-one more time” you whispered.

“What?” he question, not understanding what you were referring to.

“For fucks sake, Jae!” you groaned. Turning around and pull him closer to you as your lips hovered in front of his.

“I can’t be drunk around you like this without caving and literally nothing satisfies me anymore after last week so let’s do this one last time and then you have to promise not to come back here again,” you said, words spilling uncontrollably for your mouth as you began unbuttoning his shirt.

He stopped you, gripping your hands.

“Wait, is that what’s been bothering you all week? You needed sex?” he asked, baffled. You felt your cheeks heat up, suddenly feeling a bit ashamed.

“Y/n... look at me,” he said as you lifted your gaze to meet his. He slipped his index finger under your chin.

“If that’s all that you need to feel better then you know you can call me anytime, right?” he said, smirking. His heart tensed up a bit when he put the offer on the table. You nodded, head spinning from the alcohol.

“Alright, we’re already late,” he said as he abruptly lifted you up onto the kitchen counter behind you and hiked up your dress, slipping your thong down past your ankles and discarding it onto the floor.

He pulled your mouth to his, not wasting time letting his tongue massage into your mouth as he let his fingers work at your clit the way he knew would have you dripping in just a few seconds. He unzipped his pants, pushing them down just far enough for him to free himself. He was already hard enough to push into you, slipping easily through your folds and deep into your entrance. He drew a high pitched moan from your lips as he thrusted into you quickly.

Even though it was much easier to take him this time, you still were very taken aback by the way he made you feel so full.

“Anytime you want, anywhere you want,” he grunted as he slammed his hips forward, palming your breasts through your silk mini dress, “And however you want! I’ll take care of you”

You felt a weeks worth of frustration build up in your core as you felt your orgasm approach you. You gasped for air, slapping your hands against his shoulder to get him to slow down as you pleaded, “f-from behind. I need you from behind, please!”

Jaehyun didn’t miss a beat. He lifted you off of the counter before slipping himself out of you just long enough to turn you over and bend you over the same counter before snapping his hips back into you again.

“Harder,” you begged and he complied. You felt him tighten his grip around your waist and rope his fingers into your hair as he jerked his hips forward, not slowing as you came, soaking him from the inside. You screamed out his name as he kept up his pace.

“Be a good girl and hold on a little longer, okay? I’m almost there,” he said through gritted teeth. Every thrust left you tingling as your walls squeezed around his cock, just as you felt him release into you and collapse onto your back as he caught his breath. Your moment of bliss was interrupted by the ringing of Jaehyun’s phone.

“Shit, our uber is here,” he chuckled. The two of you cleaned up as quickly as you could before heading out to the party. You touched up your hair and makeup in the car, cursing Jaehyun for ruining your hard work even though he insisted that you looked totally fine.

That was the beginning of what became a really rewarding arrangement. Jaehyun kept his promise. He would come by your place after work some days, and did a great job of keeping you satisfied, going down on you in the middle of netflix marathons or fucking you against the wall of your shower. He even picked you up from your office, slipping his fingers into your undies and making you cum on his fingers behind tinted windows in the middle of traffic. The best days were the ones where he would sleep over at your place. It was nearly impossible to have a bad day when it started off on such a positive note and there was a noticeable shift in your mood. Until... something happened.

Your vision was blurred by your tears, as you swiped at your eyes. You desperately wished that you were dreaming. You stared at the pregnancy test you held between your fingers as you sat on your couch sobbing at the results. You had really fucked up this time. All the constant running around and travelling between your place and Jaehyun’s had caused you to accidentally forget to take your pill one day. You had gotten back on schedule but it was too late. The test in your hand proved that it was a big enough mistake for you to end up pregnant.

You were so shaken up that you called out of work for a week very suddenly. You ignored calls from everyone, including Jaehyun and even lied to Lia about being under the weather to keep everyone from reaching out. Jaehyun kept his distance at first. You both had kept your arrangement secret from your friends and so he wasn’t exactly in a position where he could ask around too much about you. After not hearing back from you after a few days he couldn’t take it anymore and showed up at your doorstep.

“Y/n,” he pleaded through the door, “don’t do this to me. I know you’re in there. Just let me in so I can at least see if you’re alright.”

You hesitated before opening the door. He stormed in right away.

“What the HELL has been going on? You know how worried I’ve been?” he asked. He was raging. You knew ignoring him would most likely lead to such a reaction but you could barely cope with your current situation.

“I can’t even ask your friends about you because you wanted to keep this a secret. Why haven’t you at least aswered my texts? Even Johnny hasn’t mentioned anything. I’ve been losing my mind trying to get a hold of you,” he scolded.

You sat next to him on your couch before bursting into tears, sobbing your eyes out. Jaehyun was so startled he immediately moved from his seat to crouch down in front of you.

“Oh my God, y/n,” he said, reaching out to hold your hands, “What’s wrong? You know you can trust me with anything. Whatever it is, I’ll --”

You interrupted him, “I’m such an idiot. I thought it would be okay but I missed a day and now - now i-- i’m so so so sorry” you sobbed.

“What... what do you mean?” he asked, confused.

You took a shaky breath before whispering, “I’m pregnant.”

The silence in the room was deafening. Jaehyun had all but collapsed to the ground into a seated position, breathing deeply.

“Oh, thank GOD,” he said when he finally found the words to speak.

You couldn’t even believe what you were hearing.

“So you’re okay then? Oh, thank God,” he said as he let out a sigh of relief.

“N-no, i’m not okay Jae!” you yelled, tears filling your eyes, “I don’t know what to do, I-i don’t know if I can be a mom! We were supposed to just be messing around... why aren’t you freaking out.”

Jaehyun’s heart sank and you watched tears fill his eyes next.

“Aren’t you scared too?” you asked him as you broke down, sitting in front of him on the floor.

“Actually... I-i’m really happy, y/n,” he began, getting choked up.

You threw yourself into his arms. “I’m sorry. I know you’re just saying the right thing. Neither of us planned on this happening. I’m just in shock,” you said.

Jaehyun wrapped his arms around you, stroking your shoulder as you rested your head against his chest.

“I’m really excited to be a dad. If you want to go through this, at least,” he said. His words resonated with you deeply and for the first time you imagined what it would be like.

“Do you... really want to do this? I just feel awful. It’s all my fault” you whispered.

“Listen to me, y/n,” he said. You nodded, trying your best to look strong as you wiped tears from your eyes.

“I’m having a baby with the love of my life! I think this might be the best day of my life,” he said as he flashed a dimpled smile.

Your mouth fell open at his sudden confession.

“Oh please, don’t act all surprised,” Jaheyun said as he sprinkled kisses over your face, making you laugh for the first time in days.

“I love you too, Jae. You’re going to be the best dad,” you said as he violently attacked your face with affection.

He froze, holding your face between his hands.

“Does that mean we’re really doing this?” he asked excitedly. You nodded your head, smiling back at him.

“I hope it’s a girl,” he blurted out. You both bursted out into laughter before he continued quietly, “... and then two more boys, then another girl, and then...”

“Oh my God, Jae...” you groaned as you swatted at his chest.

He reached out to run his fingers across your belly though it was way too early for you to show.

“Sorry, I just can’t believe I really did this. Filled you up so much that I actually get to have a little one,” he muttered as his hands started to wander again.

You felt your body heat up as he closed the gap between the two of you on the floor and drew you in for a deep kiss.

“This is exactly what got us into this mess in the first place,” you joked.

“Yeah well since we’re already here we may as well make the most of it for the rest our lives, right mama?” he said sweetly.

And as expected, Jaehyun kept his promise. He stood proudly by your side through everything from telling your friends, to breaking the news to your families. As days went on you became increasingly excited about the future and felt so lucky to have ended up in such an interesting situation with the perfect man.

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kaepop-trash · 3 years

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Hey can you do a drabble with johnny where y/n and him share there kinks in a pillowtalk and even though they are timid (?) at first they encourage each other to speak.

And can you make it fluffy? Or like i dont mind how you make it i trust your writing style anyway😂😊😊😘😘

This started a whole discourse between me and two other people on what we think Johnny’s kinks are so genuine gratitude to you for that. After careful consideration, I came on these. This was very fun to write. I really wish people were this comfortable communicating in real life. I wish I was this comfortable communicating in real life.

I want you to picture this happening after the costco scene in Unintended Consequences, that is important to keep in mind. Thank you for saying you have trust in my writing because it makes one of us. I hope you like this!

Johnny looked up when the door of his bedroom opened, smiling when she walked in. She returned his welcoming smile with a tired one.

“I can’t believe you’re still awake.” She dropped her purse beside the door, “I’m sorry, the meeting lasted longer than I anticipated. We were supposed to go for dinner.” She sighed.

Johnny shook his head, “It’s fine. Don’t worry about it.” He took his laptop off his lap and placed it on the bed. “You’re here now, that’s all that matters.” He slipped out of bed, smiling at the way she fluttered her eyes away to the floor at his words.

Johnny definitely enjoyed how she looked when she was flustered a little too much.

"Are you hungry?" He asked.

She groaned, "No I was chewing on these crackers from a basket somebody gave me at the office. They were actually really good." She recalled.

"I'm famished." Johnny smiled as he came up to her.

She gave a look that was somewhere between surprise and apology. "You haven't eaten yet? It's midnight!" She sighed. Johnny shook his head. A small smile tugging at his lips from her reprimand, "I’m going to take a shower and then we’ll eat okay?”

“Why are people sending you baskets?” Johnny questions as they ate the food Johnny ordered hours ago. She turned to look at him, holding back a smile. With a suspicious gaze, Johnny picked up his phone.

“It’s your birthday next week.” Johnny snorted once he checked the date.

She laughed, “Remember last year?” The look on his face made her laugh some more.

“I still can’t believe you didn’t tell me!” Johnny sounded offended, “I was still on thin ice with Sooyoung then. Imagine how it felt when she told me it was your birthday and I had no clue.” He sulked making her bite back her laugh.

“She only told you because she knew I wouldn’t.” (Y/N) shrugged, shoving more food into her mouth.

“Why?”

“Just.” She shrugged again. “All my friends live in different cities, you and I were barely on our second month; so I didn’t really do much about it. It’s just another day to me anyway.”

Johnny hummed with sarcasm, “That’s why you were sitting on your couch eating ice cream and watching HBO?” He clicked his tongue, disappointment clear on his face.

Her brows creased, “Hey! Nothing wrong with eating your favourite flavour of ice cream and watching your favourite show for the ninth time.”

“Yes.” Johnny sat back in his chair, patience written all over his face. “But we could have done that together.”

She chewed on her lips at that, before clicking her tongue. “You came over anyway!” She laughed, “With cake and that lemon chicken I really like. You’re the best boyfriend.” She puckered her lips at him and made kissy noises from across the table making him scoff. “It was the middle of the week! I didn’t want to be a bother, so I didn’t tell you. It’s whatever.” She dismissed the idea. “Don’t be mad.” She gave him a cheeky grin. "I'm yours for the day this time." She promised.

Johnny huffed, “Just watch.” He pointed his fork at her, “This time I’m going to go all out.” She groaned at the promise, making a smirk lift his lips. “So many gifts, (Y/N). Just watch.” He threatened. “So many.”

“Johnny.” She whined.

“No, see.” He sat up in his chair, his eyes glinting. “I know you better now. I know exactly what to give you.” He sounded very sure. "So you don't have to be self-righteous."

“And what’s that?”

“Things you want but put off buying. Like that kitchen knife you were eyeing at the mall. Or those scented candles.” He recalled with such impeccable memory that she would refuse if she wasn’t so touched.

Johnny drew his lower lip in with his teeth, thinking over something and then letting it go, “I’m also getting you some things I want.”

“Like what?” She raised a brow.

He gave her a secretive smile, “You’ll see.”

She grimaced, “Why so many?”

“Because I want to.” Johnny got out of his chair, picking up their empty plates. She got up and followed him towards the kitchen, “You never let me buy you anything! Your birthday is an opportunity.” He put the plates in the sink, giving her a chaste kiss on her temples. "And don't say you can get it yourself or I'll add another gift to my list." He said like he read her mind.

She bit her lips, “I let you buy me food.” She protested softly.

The incredulous look Johnny gave her made her giggle. “Basic nourishment, (Y/N). What a standard you set.” He huffed.

“You’re into that aren’t you?” She said softly.

Johnny stopped just as he scrubbed the first plate, turning to her. “Nourishment?” He scoffed, amusement painting on his face. “As a general rule of life, yes.”

She rolled her eyes, “It pleases you, giving people things?” She clarified.

“I guess.” He said slowly, looking back at the plate.

“You even got Mark an xbox for something you refuse to tell me about.” She scoffed.

Johnny smiled to himself, “That’s between him and me.” He wiped his hands after finishing his chore.

She hummed, “So I was right.” She said to herself mostly. When Johnny looked up at her in question, she bit down on her lip. “Last week. At costco?” Her heartbeat sped up a little as she recalled the afternoon.

“Oh.” Johnny blushed and looked away, a sight that was delightful to experience. “Yeah. I mean,” He paused, letting out a short laugh. “I thought I made that obvious.” She could tell he was trying to be nonchalant, but his cheeks were already turning pink.

“What else?” She questioned.

“What else what?” He turned around to face her, pulling her into his chest with a quick tug at her waist.

“What else are you into?”

Johnny gave her a devious grin, “So we’re doing this now?”

She looked down to his chest, “I mean. A year is long enough for us to discuss what we’re into. Sexually speaking.” Her warming cheeks made her look lower, to her own fingers.

Johnny hummed, tightening his grip. “Since we’re discussing this. Let’s start with you.”

That made her look up at him, “I asked you first!” She protested. “You should start.” She narrowed her eyes.

He nodded, “Come to bed at least, we’re both very tired.”

They both lay on their sides, watching each other. The soft light of the lamp above their head illuminated his face, his eyes covered by the shadow his hair left.

Johnny’s eyes shifted to the mirror on the wall opposite his bed, “I like watching you in the mirror sometimes. Watching us, I mean.” When his eyes came back to her, she could tell he was being careful. It made her heart flutter.

“I’ve noticed.” She smiled.

Johnny laughed, flipping over to look at the ceiling, “You’re making me nervous.” He groaned, running his hand through his hair. “I’m very vocal in bed. So I enjoy that in a partner too.” He nodded to himself.

“Like telling you how good it feels?” He questioned.

Johnny flopped his head to the side to face her again, his hair landing on his eyes, “Exactly.” The look he gave her seared her skin, “Also what you want me to do. I’m into verbal affirmation.”

She hummed, “Got anything I wasn’t already aware of?” She raised a brow.

Johnny grinned sheepishly, “Your turn. I’m trying to ease into it.” He winked, “What does my baby like, hmm?” He reached out to lace his fingers through hers, rubbing his fingers on his palm.

She chewed on her bottom lip, “There’s something about the way you run your fingers through my hair.” She fluttered her eyes away from his, focusing instead on his fingers. “Actually, fingers in general. Very nice, very attractive.” She lifted his hand, inspecting it.

“I’m flattered.” Johnny chuckled, “What else?” His voice came out rougher.

Her heart hammered in her throat, “Sometimes, when you’re cross at me.” She turned to look at him, an embarrassed laugh emitting from her lips. “You sound too good scolding me, Johnny. I didn’t know I could be into that.” She huffed, sounding a little annoyed at the notion.

“Now this. This I knew.” A smile tugged at his lips.

"I like taking control sometimes." Her cheeks felt too hot, "Especially if I can be on top." She kept her eyes on his palm.

"Oh." Johnny's voice dropped a little more. "Wow." He huffed, "Okay."

She looked up at him with an amused look in her eyes, the eager nod he gave her giving her the confidence to continue.

"I also," She paused and took a breath. Her exhale came out as a flustered laugh, making her smile.

“Don’t be embarrassed.” Johnny grinned.

“I’m not!” She interjected, "Just give me a moment." She groaned, closing her eyes and ignoring her now burning cheeks. "I want to sit on your face." She scrunched her face, lifting a hand to hide it.

Johnny laughed loudly, the sound making her let his hand go to shove his chest.

"Don't laugh at me, Johnny!" She whined, "I'm going to go home. This is the worst idea I've ever had." She risked taking the hand off her eyes to find him grinning at her affectionately.

"You're so cute, (Y/N). That's not bad at all. It's so hot, I'd do anything you want me to know, baby." He brushed his knuckles on her pink cheeks. "You can tell me anything." He mumbled.

"I know!" She defended, "I know." She groaned. "This is just–" She paused, sighing. “This is just new to me.”

“Kinks?” Johnny gave her a skeptical look. She kicked his shin, making Johnny laugh.

“Communicating about them. I just thought,” She took a nervous breath. “I want you to be comfortable with your desires, you know?” She came a little closer to him. "I wanted to know what you like.

Johnny looked over her face, “I am very comfortable with how much I desire you. Too comfortable, in fact.” He raised a meaningful brow, biting back his smile.

“No.” She took another breath, thinking her words over once more. “I have a suspicion.” She breached slowly.

“No (Y/N),” The serious look on his face made her pause. “Mark and I are just friends.”

She snorted, making Johnny grin. “That’s very reassuring. But,” She reached out to put a hand on his chest. He hummed when she did, the sound reverberating in his chest against her palm. She kept her eyes focused on the way her hand rose and fell against his chest, “Sometimes I feel that you’re too careful with me. I don’t know whether it’s because of the fact that I haven’t had too many partners or because you’re afraid I’ll freak out or something.” She looked up with wide eyes when his breathing seemed to rise, her hand moving more rapidly. “I could be wrong. It’s just something I was wondering.” She looked away again, losing her nerves.

This time Johnny put his fingers under her chin, lifting it to meet his eyes, “Hey. You can tell me about anything you wonder in passing, hmm?” His eyes glowed in the dim light, she nodded. “I am gentle with you. I guess, some of it is because I am nervous of how you’ll react. But mostly because I love you. I want to treat you so well, like I believe you deserve.”

“What are you nervous about?” Curiosity took over her hesitation as she finally felt her questions being answered, “I can assure you, that you can’t break me in half.” She added with a snort, a smile playing on her lips.

Johnny mirrored it, “I know.”

“Then?”

“I mean,” Johnny paused, “I guess.” He sighed. He rubbed his face with his hand.

It was strange to see Johnny flustered about something. It was rare, and it never failed to catch her off-guard. Between the both of them, Johnny was comfortable being the one always sure about things; he was the one who not only knew what he wanted, but was enviably vocal about it. She did her part and waited patiently for him to find his words.

Johnny laughed, “You always do this to me.” He groaned, turning back to face her with renewed certainty in his eyes, “There is a laundry list of things I am so tempted to do to you. But I would never want to make you uncomfortable. I guess,” He paused again.

When she laughed at the repeated phrase, he joined with a pained one. “You’re laughing at me.” He groaned, the irony not lost on him.

“Only because I think you’re so cute.” She tugged at his t-shirt, leaving a kiss on his nose. He scrunched it, as if to protest, but it only cemented her statement.

He trapped her in his arms, pecking her lips a few times with a smile. “Exactly. I think I like being cute around you. I want to be your cute, domestic boyfriend Johnny. I didn't think I'd like that role as much I do and I was worried–”

“That I would stop thinking you’re cute if you spank me?” She scoffed.

Johnny squeezed his eyes shut, taking a strained inhale.

She reached up to leave a soft kiss on his eye, “We can always try it.” She said softly. His exhale was equally strained. “And other things." She hummed, "Doesn't mean we lose the comfort we have. If anything, I want you to be more comfortable. Which is why I wanted to know. You’re always holding back. I see it in the way you look at me sometimes.” She kissed the other lid, “I just want to know what it is. Be honest with me.” She kissed his forehead, “Trust me, so I can show that I trust you.” Johnny sighed at those words. “I don’t want your restraint.” She murmured against his cheek.

“You really cannot say that when you take it as a personal challenge to pull away all of my restraint. You’ve been doing it since we met.” He opened his eyes, chiding her.

The smile she gave him at that, shy but unapologetic, made him think that today would really be the day he would tell her of the things he only thought of mid-week when he missed her touch a little too much.

“See.” She smiled against his cheek, “That’s my kink.” She reached a hand out to rest on his neck, nails dragging up into his hair. Johnny shivered at the action. "I just love it. Pulling your restraint away from you slowly, watching you try so hard to keep your self-control together. It's so hot watching it fall apart." Both their breathing matched, heavy and eager. "You're so hot."

"Wretched little thing." He mumbled into her neck, making her skin erupt into goosebumps.

She smiled against his chin, "There's also that isn’t there? The difference in our general stature." A short breathless laugh left her when Johnny groaned, the sound shooting down into the depths of her belly. “What is it about it? I was always curious.” She pulled back from. Somehow looking into his dark eyes and finger-dragged hair was worse than being close to him.

“I just lose my mind over it.” He breathed out the confession, “You're so small, so precious." He laughed at his own words. "That sounds ridiculous out loud but," He chewed his bottom lip sore, her eyes settling on the now swollen flesh, "How your hands fit into mine. How you fit into me.” He paused, dragging his teeth over his lower lip again. “When I’m inside you.” He closed his eyes again, his breathing rapid.

She felt herself rub her thighs together. This wasn’t how this was supposed to go. She wanted to know these things about him, because was started to fall in love with him. She wanted to see every part of him and reassure him about it. Soothing the small doubts she knew her wildly confident Johnny still held. Instead, the room felt charged with the growing tension.

“Yeah?” She encouraged him.

“You take me so well. You swallow me with your pretty little cunt.” He groaned.

It was her turn to close her eyes, her breathing joining his in pace. This wasn’t at all how this was supposed to go, but she couldn’t bring herself to mind.

“There’s also something,” He continued. “That I think you’d like.” He granted her the mercy of closing the space between them again. She opened her eyes, waiting for him to finish. “Sometimes I think of how it would feel to have my fingers wrapped around your pretty neck.” He hummed, raising his hand to brush his thumb against her throat.

“Fuck.” She grumbled, “Johnny how could you possibly think I’d mind any of these things?” She sounded the cocktail of exasperation and arousal she felt. “Do all of those to me. God you’re absolutely insane for thinking I’d be adverse to any of these.” She whined, squirming as her body searched for friction. “I thought you’d say you want to hang me from the ceiling or something.”

Johnny's laugh sounded more like a pant. "No, nothing that intense." He brushed his thumb over her clavicles. "I think the furthest I'll go is a foot fetish." He sighed.

Her eyes blinked open, "You have a foot fetish?" She asked, surprised. Johnny gave her a nod. "Now see that one I'm going to judge you for." She put a finger on his chest, finding her volume again.

Johnny bit back a smile, "Why does that get such an extreme reaction?" A short laugh bubbled up his throat.

"Are you going to make me send you pictures of my feet?" She furrowed her brows, but her eyes betrayed the humour.

"Not if you don't want to, no."

"But you'll look at them? Like in a sexual way?" She questioned.

Johnny smirked, "How do you know I don't already? You have nice feet. Especially when you paint your nails or wear heels." He took the finger she put on her chest and bought it to his lips.

"That's a little weird I'm not going to lie to you baby." She scrunched her nose.

Johnny scoffed, "So you can like my hands but I can't like your feet?" He raised his brows at her.

She chewed on her lips, caught in the trap of his words. "That's a fair point. I guess you can keep that, then." She gasped when he took her index finger between his teeth, biting down just hard enough for the blood pool into her stomach.

"Don't knock it till you try it, (Y/N)." He warned, his tongue grazing against the flesh now imprinted with the mark of his teeth.

"What exactly am I trying?" She raised a brow.

"One of these days, I just might show you. For now, we both need to sleep." He dropped her hand.

She looked at him, dumbfounded. "We aren't having sex?"

Delight gleamed in his eyes at the indignation in her voice. "Tomorrow." The single word was a bond.

She groaned, too tired herself to put up a fight. "Absolute tease." She rolled her eyes, "That should have made it onto your list. Probably worse than the feet thing, as well." She huffed.

Johnny laughed again, pulling her closer to him till his chin rested on her crown. "I love you so very much." He sighed, the words making her chest bubble like a freshly popped can of soda.

She nuzzled into him, the action significant enough to make him smile. "I hope me thinking your feet are sexy isn't the deal breaker because I don't want to lose you." He mixed the heartfelt words with a lighthearted jab, something very quintessentially 'Johnny' to do.

"You wish you could get rid of me that easy, big boy." She shoved him lightly, "You're my daddy now." She tried to joke but Johnny groaned.

"Stop saying that." He warned, "I was hoping we'd go for brunch tomorrow. So we need to sleep."

"Such a father thing to say Mr. John Suh." She teased further.

Johnny chuckled into her hair. "Okay, enough. I didn't tell you all of those things just to be teased." He whined.

She shuffled to look up at him, "That's exactly what you signed up for with me." She pecked his lips once, "Good night." She smiled against them.

Send me an ask about a character from one of my fics in a scenario and I'll write a drabble.

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mynctzenday-reads · 3 years

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[6:14PM] “I love you”, you blurt out to Xiaojun in a pure moment of happiness.

“Love you too! You are an amazing friend!”, he says back to you and hugs you. That hurt you a lot, your little confession was diverted and you were friend-zoned.

Xiaojun feels your disappointment in the hug. He is well aware of your feelings for him, but he doesn’t see you that way. Little does he know himself, that he has actually been falling for you more and more everyday. He’s just afraid to acknowledge his own feelings out of fear that you two won’t work out and that the relationship between you two would be shattered.

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softsan · 2 years

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[5:34 PM] - Prince!Xiaojun sat behind his desk, his brows knitted together whilst anxiously awaiting news of you. He had attempted to look over the court documents that were splayed across the mahogany wood but was unable to remain attentive to the task at hand.

He shouldn’t have agreed to let you go on the expedition to the lowlands. Despite your reassurance that you were more than capable of handling anything that may have been thrown at you, Prince!Xiaojun was at unease.

You had been faithfully serving Prince!Xiaojun as a knight since both of you were teenagers. You were incredibly skilled with a blade and equally talented with a bow. He trusted you with every fibre of his being—you were his beloved friend and his closest confidant.

Advisor Kun came into the Prince!Xiaojun's private chambers unannounced a letter from Prince!Xiaojun's dearest in Kun’s hands. Advisor Kun had long counselled the prince that you and he were from different classes. Prince!Xiaojun would someday be king, and you would remain as a knight only, but Kun’s direction fell on deaf ears. Prince!Xiaojun was undoubtedly in love with you, and no matter the amount of forewarning Kun provided, that heartbreak would be inevitable, Prince!Xiaojun refused to let go of his feelings for you.

“Haven’t you heard of knocking?” Prince!Xiaojun crossed his arms.

“I thought you wouldn’t mind, certainly not if I possess this?” Kun flashed the sealed envelope from beneath his robes.

Prince!Xiaojun's eyes widened, ordering Kun to pass him the letter immediately. His fingers tingle with anticipation as he traced the wax seal. The letter was for sure from you.

My Dearest Xiaojun.

Prince!Xiaojun's heart pounded, a smile lifting his lips.

Advisor Kun let out a defeated sigh. No happiness could ever blossom between you and Prince!Xiaojun—and Kun wasn’t looking forward to watching such a tragic tale unfold before him.

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ncteaxhoe · 3 years

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dilf doyoung (part 3-final)—

pairing: kim doyoung x female reader

genre and tropes: smut, pwp, filthhhhh, dilf doyoung :D

warnings: 18+, age difference, dom-sub dynamics, dom! doyoung, sub! reader, bondage, fingering, hair pulling, oral sex (m), impact play, degradation, begging kink, daddy kink, orgasm denial, safe sex

word count: 3.7k

PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3

a/n: uhhhh i guess this the final part lmao. again it's just a lot of filth. but thanks to those who gave so much love to the first two parts 🥺. i have come to love this series so much idk why lol. hope y'all like this final part! and let dilf doyoung always be on your mind ;)

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The sound of skin slapping and your muffled moans filled the room, as Mr.Kim pounded into you from behind. His hand pressed against your mouth so that people outside wouldn't hear you.

It had been three weeks since you started working in Mr.Kim's office in his core team. Your parents were proud of you since Mr.Kim owned a quite renowned firm. Little did anyone know that you had agreed to work here only so you could fuck Mr.Kim, and mainly why he had hired you and offered you such a good position. This was after all just an unspoken agreement.

A knock on the door interrupted you both but Mr.Kim didn't stop his movements.

"Fuck," he cursed under his breath. Since it was a bit after hours, you were not really expecting anyone to come here.

"Yes?" he called out, his tone frustrated.

"It's me." Your eyes widened at the voice. It was your dad, Johnny. You looked back at Mr.Kim, who seemed quite calm for such a situation. He quickly pulled out of you and zipped his pants. "Stay here princess, I don't want you to move."

You were lowkey panicking. "But—" you started, instead Mr.Kim just put a finger to your lips.

"I'll handle it, don't worry." You nodded at his words.

You watched as he walked towards the door, thankful that his desk was out of sight. He slipped out the door but you could still hear their conversation.

"You got someone with you, don't you?" Johnny teased him.

"Yeah, I'm kinda in the middle of something," Doyoung spoke in a pointed voice.

"Well lemme know how she is." You wanted the earth to open up and swallow you.

"Oh you don't wanna know. Anyways what is it? Something important?" The both of them spoke for another minute regarding their business and then you heard footsteps fading away.

Mr.Kim came back inside and put a manila folder in front of you on the desk, proceeding to unzip his pants again. You looked at him with wide eyes, still in the same position.

"Such a good girl," Mr.Kim complimented you for behaving, "and so you get a reward of watching me while i fuck you." He led you to the couch. He removed his shirt this time, knowing how mesmerized you became everytime by his bare torso.

"Eyes up here princess." He pointed to his face and with that he pushed inside you again for the nth time that day.

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You looked up with a confused face as Mr.Kim's secretary slid an envelope in front of you.

"Your visa application," he said with a bored voice. When he saw your eyebrows furrow with even more confusion, he explained how Mr.Kim wanted someone from the core team to accompany him to Milan for a business trip and he chose you, quoting his words "gain new experience".

You were shocked, but you tried to control your emotions in front of your colleagues. "Thank you."

"He has asked you to stop by his office before the end of the day, to discuss about this trip," with that he left. You proceeded to open the envelope.

"Wow," you said to yourself, genuinely shocked at the news. But you were lowkey excited because this meant you and Mr.Kim would be alone. And that just seemed like an opportunity to fuck him. But you were still shocked that you would be taking a trip with him.

It was late when you knocked on his cabin door. You entered in to find him sitting at his desk looking through some papers, a pen in his hand and thin framed glasses sat on his nose. He looked up at you for a moment before resuming his work. Tentatively you sat down opposite to him.

“Um- Hi Mr.Kim,” you squeaked out, intimated by his strong gaze.

When he didn't reply to you, you continued speaking.

"What," you placed the envelope in front of him, "does this mean?"

At that he finally stopped writing and put down his pen. He removed his glasses and sat back in his chair. He looked at you and removed his tie, opening the first three buttons of his white shirt.

"It's a business trip Y/N," he got up from his chair and started rolling his sleeves up his arm, "and you're coming with me."

Mr.Kim was now standing next to you against his desk. You looked up at him with your eyebrows furrowed. "But there are so many other people more qualified than me."

Mr.Kim tilted his head and signalled for you to come in front of him. You got up and stood in front of him, a pout visible on your face. He leaned back on his arms a little bit and you understood that it meant for you to come closer. As if on cue, your heart started beating fast at the proximity. You looked at his exposed chest, too shy to meet his eyes.

"Princess, do you not want to come with me?" His fingers tipped your head up. You sucked your breath in when his face inched closer to yours.

"I never said that," you whispered.

"Good." Doyoung pressed his lips against yours for a moment and pulled back way too soon than you liked. He moved and went back to sit in his chair, leaving you all breathless. "I have to complete these documents to close the deal, so it might take time. But I expect to see you at home tonight," he said with a tone meaning the topic was closed.

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"Ms. Suh," the airhostess greeted you. You smiled back at her and scanned the interior of Mr.Kim's airplane. It was indeed luxurious. No more than four reclining seats adorned the space as you entered the passenger area, which was separated from the other areas.

After contemplating for a bit you sat down in one of the window seats. You looked up to see Mr.Kim talking something with the airhostess at the threshold before shutting the door. A whiff of his cologne hit you as he settled on the seat beside you.

You couldn't help but stare at Mr.Kim as he relaxed into the seat, resting his head onto the head rest, letting out a sigh.

"What?" He turned his head just a little bit so he could catch your gaze.

"Nothing," you said and laid back in your seat as well.

Sleep came to you quickly, as you were travelling in the hours of the night. You didn't know what time it was though when you woke up thirsty. As you drank water, you glanced outside the window, it was still completely dark so you assumed it had been around two-three hours since you had fallen asleep. You looked at Mr.Kim who seemed to be sleeping as well.

One of those rare times when you saw him asleep beside you.

He seemed so peaceful that you almost didn't wanna wake him up. But he also looked extra hot in his shirt and hair slightly messed up at the moment that you couldn't resist touching him. And before you could think much, your hand was moving a couple of his greying strands back into their place. You let out a small gasp as the man in front of you opened his eyes and looked at you. But he didn't say anything, neither did he move. With almost fascination, you continued with your touches on Mr.Kim's hair.

Until he grabbed your wrist. Your eyes were wide with anticipation, his touch sending jolts down your arm. Mr.Kim pulled on your hand. You got up from your place and settled into his lap sideways, your legs dangling over the handrest.

"Mmm," Mr.Kim buried his face into your neck, "Y/N, why are you awake right now?" he rasped as his one hand caressed your thighs, going dangerously close to the apex. You let out a sigh as he kissed the sensitive spots in your neck. "Couldn't sleep?"

"Not really," you whispered back to him as you leaned more into his touch.

"Want me to help you sleep?" he asked you as his hand rubbed your inner thighs, fingers brushing just slightly with your clothed core. You could feel your panties getting wet already.

"Mmhm," you hummed in agreement.

At that Mr.Kim's hand slipped past the waistband of your pants and simultaneously your panties. You let out a loud sigh as his fingers drew teasingly through your slit.

"You like that princess?" Mr.Kim whispered in your ear.

All you could do was whimper at his question because he was now rubbing tantalising slow circles on your clit. He dipped one finger in your entrance and you buried your head into Mr.Kim's neck, your one hand clutching at the front of his shirt.

"Daddy please...," you squeaked as he inserted another finger, now picking up a pace. He curled his fingers and they brushed against your sensitive spots. You were too engrossed in the feeling that you forgot to control your moans. Mr.Kim halted his movements suddenly and pressed his lips to your head.

"Princess you do know we're not alone right?" he spoke against your head.

"Yes," you replied in a low voice, your breathing heavy.

"So why are you not quiet?" His hand which was rubbing against your back slid up into your hair and yanked your head slightly, so he could look into your eyes. You gasped and met his eyes, embarrassment written all over your face.

"Y-yes daddy." You bit your lip.

Mr.Kim took the opportunity to resume his actions. You buried your face even more into his neck, biting your lip to keep your loud moans in. His scent just overwhelming your senses even more. He put pressure on your clit with his palm and your grip on his shirt tightened.

"I'm so.. so close," you whispered. He fastened his movements and you couldn't help your low moans as you neared your orgasm.

And with another thrust of his fingers, you fell apart. Your hand left his shirt and instead held onto his hand to stop his still moving fingers inside you. Your thighs shook and closed around his hand, as you let the wave of pleasure take over you.

You watched as Mr.Kim pulled out his glistening fingers and put them in his mouth, licking off your juices off them. As if in a trance, you reached for his hand, pulling it towards you wanting to taste yourself off Mr.Kim. He let out a sigh when you sucked off his fingers, swirling your tongue around them.

Mr.kim took his fingers out of your mouth and got ahold of your hand. He guided it beneath you, towards his crotch.

"Now baby, you've given daddy a problem." A smile adorned your face as you palmed his growing erection, somewhat feeling proud of yourself.

"Well let me do something about it daddy." You gave him an innocent look as you got off his lap. And let's just say later on you had to bite down on Mr.Kim's shoulders so that your moans were not heard by everyone else present there as he plummeted into your pussy (welcome to the mile high club lmao).

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You stepped down from the car in front of a building with great european architecture. Mr.Kim indeed had taste.

“Are we staying here?” you asked him.

“Yes we are.” He was standing beside you looking up at the building too. After a beat he asked you, “Do you like it?”

“Of course I do! Mr.Kim, are you even looking at this beautiful architecture?” You gazed with a half mesmerised eyes. Mr.Kim stared at your innocent face for a few moments, finding it somewhat endearing how you still called him Mister when you both weren’t alone. “Let’s go.” You linked your arm with his.

The rooms were something out of pictures. You had never visited europe before, just the united states with your parents. But what caught your eye was the hot tub. The window next to it situated such just enough that you could see outside at the city.

You heard footsteps approach, turning around to see Mr.Kim standing at the threshold of the bathroom. He stepped in walking towards you. Even though it was an exhausting travel, Mr.Kim still managed to look gorgeous. He pulled you towards him and moulded his lips with yours. You sighed and gave into him. You placed your hands on his chest and pressed more into the kiss. His tongue invaded your mouth, mingling with your tongue.

You soon broke the kiss for some air.

"Let's get some sleep princess." Mr.Kim pecked your lips, "I have to attend to a few things later." You nodded, feeling the sleep take over you.

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When you woke up later, Mr.Kim had already disappeared. Nothing new, but you still let out a deflated sigh.

Even though you would have liked to actually attend the business meetings with Mr.Kim, he had left you a message to relax and have fun till he came back. And well, you were in Milan, and you had a free day ahead of. You had always loved exploring new places and so you decided to roam around that day. Time flew by quickly and you were back in the hotel. Mr.Kim was still not back so you figured he must still be attending meetings. Exhausted from going around, you didn't even realise when you drifted off to sleep while checking your phone.

You were woken up by some ringing on your door, opening it to see a staff standing with a shopping bag in their hand.

"This is from Mr.Kim and he's waiting for you downstairs in the lounge," they said and smiled at you before leaving you all curious.

You pulled out the two boxes from the bag and you opened one to see a beautiful black evening dress inside, with matching shoes and jewellery. The smaller one had you all flustered and smiley. It contained a pretty pair of lingerie. You saw a note along with them which just had "wear this" written on it and signed "doyoung". You smiled at Mr.Kim's gesture. He could be sweet sometimes.

Quickly getting ready in excitement, after twenty minutes, you were walking down the lobby towards the lounge. The lounge had dim lights comparatively, an overall rich atmosphere. A staff came over and showed you to where Mr.Kim was waiting for you. As you neared the table, you see his eyes scan your figure, a light smirk making its way on his face. Mr.Kim was in a dark shirt and a matching suit. His tied abandoned and the top buttons of his shirt unbuttoned. He knew how much it affected you when he did that. You smiled at him as you took a seat beside him on the sofa, his hand immediately wrapping around your waist and pulling you close to him.

"You look absolutely stunning Y/N," he said in your ear, making you giggle a bit.

"Thank you. You have a great choice in clothes Mr.Kim," you replied.

A singer was up on the mini stage, putting up a lovely performance. You ate along with wine and asked Mr.Kim about his day and about the meetings. Soon you were tucked into his side, and laying your head on his shoulder as you both silently sipped on your drinks, both having switched to whiskey now.

You felt contented for a while, with this man, who was like a dream to you.

Right now, you couldn't ignore the way his cologne made its way into your nose, making you all light headed. You rubbed your hand along his thigh. Thankful for the almost dark room with slightly dim lights and the table before you. Mr.Kim was all too familiar with your actions, so he spread his legs a little bit, giving you more access to his crotch. You rubbed your hand against his bulge and now had turned to press kisses on his neck.

"Princess, at this rate you're gonna get me hard here." He stopped you and you let out a whine.

"Daddy, I wanna touch you." You pouted at him.

"Let's go upstairs then?" He pressed a kiss to your head.

"No, I-" you stopped when you met Mr.Kim's dark gaze. Maybe going upstairs right now would be a better option.

As soon as you were in the elevator, you couldn't keep your hands off Mr.Kim, pulling him into a kiss, not caring that there were cctv cameras around. But he had enough of a mind to ground you until you reached your room.

It was Mr.Kim who grabbed you the moment you were in the confines of your room.

"Princess, you have been very impatient tonight," he all but growled into the kiss and all you could do was just moan as his hands gripped your waist tightly. He led you to the bed, pushing you onto it and getting in between your legs. He stopped for a second, drinking in the sight of you in front of him for a moment. You leaned up, taking leverage on your arms and moved your face closer to his. Your breath fanning his face. You kissed his cheek, moving and latching into his earlobe.

"What happened daddy? Aren't you fuck your little princess?"

Mr.Kim's hand closed around your neck, pushing you back into the mattress. Your lips parted from the sudden impact and lack of air. "I'm going to fuck you hard tonight and ruin you, you slut."

Mr.Kim couldn't care less as pulled up your hem and ripped off your panties. When you thought he was going to throw them off, he surprised you by taking your wrists and tying them with the panties. You had already been so wet, you could feel the dampness on the cloth around your wrists.

Mr.Kim was still fully dressed, except for his abandoned suit jacket which lied somewhere near the door. Surprised gasps left you when the man tore off your dress without much care and pulled it off you. Leaving you only in your bra. He knew how you loved it when he was rough. He licked his lips as he saw you press your legs together, trying to get some relief. But it shorted for a very little while as he pulled your legs apart and situated himself between them.

"This is for being impatient," Mr.Kim said and started rubbing his crotch on your bare wet pussy. The friction of his fabric over your clit had you moaning loudly.

"Daddy, please please please," you moaned and started bucking your hips into his. When he saw you were getting close, he suddenly stopped leaving you all eyes widened and breathless. "Daddy, why'd you stop?" Mr.Kim smirked at you and started rubbing again. He repeated it again and again after he had denied you almost four orgasms and brought you close to tears. It was the fifth time when you finally broke into tears and started crying.

"Daddy! Please I want your cock so bad. Please please daddy."

"You want my cock that bad huh?" He placed bites on your boobs as he rolled and pinched one of the nipples making you gasp loudly.

"Yes, your cock, only your cock daddy, please," you said quickly. Mr.Kim absolutely loved hearing you beg for him. He thrived off it. He could practically get off the sound of you begging for him over and over again.

He released his hand which was keeping your hands pinned above your head and you anticipated his next moves. You looked as he finally got up and took off his shirt. Feeling heat creep onto your face when you saw the wet stain on the front of his pants formed because of your arousal. Finally letting out a sigh of relief, when he freed his cock. He got back up on top of you but moved till he was hovering over your chest and his cock sat right in front of your face.

"Come on," he urged you and you immediately started licking him, swirling your tongue around and gathering all his salty precum on his tip before sucking the whole head in. Mr.Kim groaned at the feeling of your mouth around him, it was like your mouth was made for him. He started pushing his cock in further and you took him gladly, fresh tears spilling down the side of your face.

As much as Mr.Kim loved fucking your face, tonight he really wanted to fuck your pussy. You spread your legs as much as you could as Mr.Kim finally aligned his dick with your entrance and pushed in, your slick helping him slide in easier.

And fuck, did he mean when he said he was going to ruin you tonight. Mr.Kim had the stamina of an animal when it came to fucking. His hand wrapped around your throat as he fucked you into the mattress. "Such a whore, look at you." He felt so good inside you, his dick hitting your spot repeatedly. "Yes, yes yes," you could barely moan and you let your eye roll back into your head.

It was after you had come once that Mr.Kim turned you around, and fucked you from behind. He watched his dick disappear into your pussy, coming back glistened in your juices. His hands kneaded and spanked your ass a few times. "Fuck princess, you're gonna be the death of me." Mr.Kim pounded into you. He grabbed your hair and pulled onto it, making you arch your back even more. The sounds that left you were pathetic, some moaning, some crying, some screaming. Your pussy clenched around him continuously, earning more spanks.

"Fuck, daddy's gonna come princess." His pace increased, his hips slamming into you, making you forget everything around you for a moment and all you could feel was his dick going in and out of you. Your pussy felt so sensitive, but you just loved how he stretched you.

"Yes daddy, come in me. Give me your cum please please."

And he grunted as he came into you, his seed painting your walls white. Both of you let out pants as Mr.Kim rode out his high and came to a halt. You could feel his load inside you, it was so much tonight.

"Princess your pussy is absolutely heavenly." He rubbed your back and pulled out his cock, letting you relax down on the bed.

"You are so good daddy, I love your cock," you breathed out, as you felt his cum drip down your pussy and onto the sheets.

Blissfully fucked out of your brains by no other than Mr.Kim.

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a/n: pleaseeeeee give feedback! and thank you for reading dilf doyoung <3

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10:31pm

Maybe a trip to the beach wasn’t the smartest idea during this time of year; it’s windy and the cold is so bitter that your toes have almost lost feeling. Still, every minute you spend with Haechan on this frigid beach, waves teasing you as you walk along the shore and sand finding a new home in your shoes, you don’t find it that unpleasant.

“So, are we going to freeze here tonight or will you tell me why you dragged us here?” You ask, shoving your hands deeper into your coat pockets and raising your shoulders to hide your face into the collar of your coat.

“Yes, I will, if you could just be patient.” Haechan shivers and tries not to let his teeth chatter through his words, but he fails. Although this excursion isn’t that unpleasant to you since you at least have your coat on, it probably is more chilling to Haechan who only has a thick knitted sweater keeping his body warm.

You have no idea why he brought you out here, only picking you up and telling you to get into the car for your third date. Yes, you did let this guy drive you almost an hour to a beach without telling you what you would be doing, but Haechan isn’t really some guy. He’s a close friend, someone who you share lots with, and who you’ve confided in before. Even though this is only your third date, it feels like you’ve known Haechan for the equivalent of 300 dates.

Suddenly, he stops walking and turns to the ocean. Haechan is facing the direction where the sun just set about two hours ago; its bleeding red color is not present in the sky anymore, letting the moon and stars take over the job of coloring the sky for tonight. His head is facing up, neck craning and lips parted as he glances among the stars and you glance at him, watching the reflection of the universe in his eyes.

“There,” He suddenly says, pointing at an ambiguous spot in the sky. “Come here.” He grabs your sleeve with his other hand and pulls you closer to him. You crane your head up, curiosity getting the better of you as you try to see the sky through his eyes.

“I’m not sure what I’m supposed to be looking at,” You whisper next to him, trying to follow his pointing finger, “There’s too many stars.”

“You see that really big shining star next to the moon?” You hum in agreement when your eyes land on it, “And there’s another bright one on top of it.” You hum again as you see the star. It shines a bit bluer than the stars around it and stands out because of it’s hue.

“What about it?”

“It’s yours.” Haechan shifts to look at your face, noticing how you’re only standing less than a step away from him. You mirror his actions when his words absorb into your brain.

“It’s what?” Haechan digs his cold and shaking hands into his pockets and hands you a folded piece of paper.

“You named a star after me.” You’re stunned as you read through the certificate, and then you look back at him. His hands are shoved in his pockets and the wind won’t leave his hair alone, tossing and turning it every few moments.

“Yeah. But you can only see it from this beach, since there’s too many lights in the city. Now that I’m thinking about it, maybe it wasn’t that great of a present.” Haechan rarely doubts himself when he makes a decision, but sometimes you’re hard to read and the look on your face shakes him in his core. Do you think it’s stupid that he registered your name to a random star in the sky that can only be seen on the clearest of nights? He thinks about what your thoughts are on everything a lot, you live in his head at all time.

However, his doubts quickly disappear when you take the final step forward and wrap your arms around his waist, hands clasping his sweater and face hiding in his collarbones. In all the time that Haechan has known you, whether you were dating or not, he has never seen you show lots of affection. Although you gladly receive his warm hand holding and quick kisses to the nose and forehead, it’s sometimes a challenge to get you to do the same back to him.

But right now, with your certain and loving actions, Haechan warms up from the inside out and earnestly hugs you back, his eyes fluttering shut as he gently nuzzles his chin into the spot on your neck that your coat isn't covering, giving a quick but meaningful kiss right below your ear, sighing lowly in content.

Haechan knows the love he wants would spoil him like a child, so he’s glad that during the times you physically show your love, it’s when it means the most.

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haifengg · 3 years

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01:23 am - Johnny

“You know what’s the worst about all of this?” He asked and his voice grew louder while he walked a few steps away from you.

“What, Johnny? What is it?” You ask not actually quieter. Your fight had been going on for a while and after that hideous car ride home you were fed up. Hands propped into your hips you looked a him very eager to get just another insight in why it sucked so bad.

Johnny turned around, looked at you and the expression in his eyes surprised you because it was not just pure anger but also a lot of disappointment. “It’s that you didn’t even ask me!”

He felt betrayed by you.

You scoffed and rolled your eyes at him. You couldn’t help it.

What was there to ask?

“Do you honestly want me to ask you if it’s okay for you if I take this internship? You want me to get your permission?”

“No!”

“Then what is there to ask?” By now you were basically yelling at each other. You stood in the kitchen, oven and sink to your left and the open living are to the right. Only a few lamps in the room were on. The ones that were always lit to pretend someone was home and so none of you would come back home to a dark apartment. It usually gave the open space a cozy and warm feeling but tonight it drew shadows on your faces.

“You didn’t ask me if it’s okay for me! Or if I want to come with you. Or if I would miss you when you’re gone.” The way his full voice cracked here and there gave you goosebumps. You had seriously never seen him that upset.

But it didn’t change anything. This internship was a huge opportunity for you. It was not only in the exact field you wanted to work in all along, it was also a great way of networking. The company was taking care of relationships with a lot prestigious customers which whom working would only benefit you in the future.

“Of course I was assuming you would miss me and please don’t act like you can just cancel your contract with SM and come with me. And we- No please listen to me.” You Cut him off before he could start. “We know that’s not a thing. Besides: I didn’t even know if I would get the spot. And if I wouldn’t I would have told you that I applied but didn’t make it and I would have cried about it, you would have probably - yes, I said probably because sometimes you don’t really get how important small things like internships are to people who don’t have an insane contract - comforted me and then we would have gone back to how things were. Don’t you see what a huge opportunity this is for me? This could get my career off the ground!”

Your monologue had forced Johnny to shut up. Maybe it was the drive by about his work and employment which he knew wasn’t easy. But your way of talking over his few attempts made him listen to you.

Taking a deep breath you made direct contact with his deep brown eyes that were partly covered by his bangs. “I honestly didn’t think I could even apply for the program. Not speaking of actually securing that one spot it offered.” You said now a lot quieter than before.

“But you made it.” Johnny said matching his voice to yours. Softer. His American accent much more present when he spoke gently to you. Or hurt.

Much more worried of what the answer to his final question would be. Worried it might be the answer he anticipated.

“Yes, I made it.” You repeated after him.

“So you will Go?”

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neovrse · 3 years

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PART TWO OF THIS

[9:24pm] — to say jisung was just ignoring you would be an understatement at best. whenever you ran into him at school or in the hallway after dance practices, he avoided his eyes like you were a plague

was it because you were a bad kisser? couldn’t be when he kissed you backed with just the same amount of pressure

you mind was racing with scenarios as to why the boy wanted to suddenly avoid you since the kiss

“maybe it’s because he likes you so much he doesn’t know how to tell you” your member seri said as she sat infront of you cross legged

you and your group were all sitting in a circle talking about your current situation. knowing jisung and his group were not in the building you guys spoke freely about your current dilemma

“i don’t think that’s it. jisung and i have known eachother forever. if he liked me, i would’ve realized” you brushed off as your members looked at eachother rolling their eyes at how on oblivious you were

“sweetie, it’s as clear as day that you guys have feelings for eachother” the oldest member, yeonju spoke up with a small smile on her lips

“that’s not it- dont lie to us we know you like him” seri cut you off as she poked your side peasy fully

“i don’t know. these last couple days made me realize that i do have feelings for him but what if he doesn’t like me back?” you hung your head low, feeling the pain of rejection lingering in your chest

“trust me, he likes you back. stop waiting for him to make the move i say you go over there and let that boy know how you feel” yeonju exclaimed causing you to stare at her, this was out of character for her

“but-no buts. i don’t want to see you sulking around the dorm anymore” yeonju sternly said as you sent her a small smile at her words of encouragment

the whole walk to the dorm was you mapping out what exactly to say to jisung as soon as you saw him

you didn’t know whether to kiss him or smack him because of how rude he is for ghosting you after he was the one proposed a kiss between the two of you

as you stalked closer and closer to the dorm, you felt rain droplets fall onto your head. just your luck

the rain was enough to make you want to turn on your heels and run all the way back home. but you were too close to back out now

you cursed at yourself for just wearing a long t-shirt and joggers but in your defence the sky was clear when you walked out of the buliding

maybe this was case of pathetic fallacy, predicting your doomed faith with your bestfriend

you decided not to worry and just face jisung head on and whatever happens, happens right?

ten years of friendship can’t be ruined because of your feelings for him, right?

at this point you had no idea

but you were out of time. as you entered the apartment complex you rain your hands through your completely soaked hair to atleats make yourself look somewhat appealing

you went up the stairs because they only lived on the second floor but as soon as you got to their door, you were hesitant on what to do when you saw your bestfriend

should you just act as if nothing happened or actually confess your longtime coming feelings for him or should you just leave and let things take it’s course?

you decided on the last option

you began to walk back down the hallway but froze as you heard jaemin’s familiar voice call you from down the hall

“hey. sweetheart what are you doing here and you are all wet too?” jaemin asked as he walked up to you and turned you around to face him

“uh i came to see jisung but i forgot i left something at the dorm. so i will get going” you said as you tried to walk away until you felt jaemin’s hand clasp around you wrist

“i’m sure whatever you left can wait. come warm up” jaemin sounded genuinely worried for you so you didn’t want to hurt the poor boys feeling

when you entered the dorm. you saw all the boys except jisung sitting on the couch watching a drama

you waved at them as they looked at you with wide eyes, “what happened to you? don’t tell me you walked in the rain” renjun spoke up

“i-i did but it’s no big d-“ you were cut off by jisung walking into the living room and seeing you drenched from head to toe

“whoa” jisung said with his mouth hung up, did you come all the way here for him?

jisung was aware he was avoiding you but it was for a good reason

he felt like you never saw him as anything more than just a bestfriend so after the kiss he had no idea how he was suppose to face you, after he practically confirmed his feelings for you

the boys were giving hell for ignoring you, “jisung, we are telling you this ‘cause we love you. stop being so stupid” chenle stated which was responded to with a shove to his side

jisung was just as shocked as his members, seeing you shiver infront of him

without saying another word, he walked over to you and grabbed you hand to bring you into his room

this obviously wasn’t the first time you found yourself in jisung’s room but it was the first time you felt butterflies in your stomach as you trudged into the room

jisung let go of your hand as he walked towards his dresser and pulled out a set of loungewear

“you shouldn’t walk in the rain. here” he said simply as he handed you the clothes

his eyes were practically boring into your soul as he starred at your sunken figure

“uh jisung” you spoke as you cleared your throat

“yeah” he spoke softly still looking at you with so much admiration even with the way you looked right now

“c-could you uh turn around?” you didn’t know why it was so awkward right now

“ah” jisung realized as he spun around. he couldn’t help how anxious he was feeling. he could hear his own heartbeat through his ears

you quickly changed and cleared your throat

“i’m done”

jisung nodded as he turned around and sat down on his bed. instead of following him you, stood up awkwardly as if you were waiting for some sort of cue

“jisung”

he hummed in response

“jisung” you said once more as he focused on you

if you were going to confess this would be your only chance you let him now how you truly felt

“i came here because i needed to tell you something” you held you hands at your side as you swayed from side to side, like usually did whenever you were anxious

“okay” jisung nodded as he patted the spot beside him on his bed

you slowly walked over and made sure to keep a small amount of between the two of you

you fidgeted with your hands. jisung hated when you didn’t look at him so he reached over and grabbed your hands from your lap to place them in his

“hey, you are my bestfriend. you can tell me anything” you heart clenched at the word bestfriend but you ignored it as you let out a breathe

here it goes

“i like you, jisung. i like you so much that it’s been eating me alive these last couple weeks. i like the way you smile whenever you eat your favourite foods. i like the way you always make sure i have eaten. i like the way you hold me whenever all this idol stuff gets too much for me. i like the way you call me whenever you see something you think i would like. i like everything about you park jisung and i don’t know if my heart can handle keeping all of my feelings for you inside so i just had to let you know” you finished your confession with tears pooling at your eyes

who knew you would fall so hard for you own bestfriend?

jisung remained silent but his eyes never wavered from yours

“you mean that?” he whispered as he brought his hand to your cheek and brushed your warm cheeks with the pad of his thumb

“of course i do you idiot” you exclaimed while pouting, how could he be so dense

“your the idiot who didn’t realized that i have liked you since we were ten” jisung showcased his wide smile as you sucked in another breath

“what?! but-“ you were stopped as you felt josubg’s familar lips on yours for the second time

it felt like it was a century since the last first kiss you shared with the boy. this time it was slower. both of you had the same idea to savour the moment rather than rush it

jisung pulled you down towards him as he fell back onto his sheets. it wasn’t anything sexual or rushed. jisung touched like you were a delicate flower, being as gentle as he could be to make sure you did not fall apart

your chests were pressed against one another and your hands made their way into his hair. jisung’s large hands hovered over your waist until you use your free hand to guide his hand to your waist

after a few more moments the two of you pulled bald from air. you kept your hands in his hair, lightly brushing it out of his face to get a clear view of his face

“i want this. i want to be with you. will you please be my girlfriend?” jisung looking at with pleading eyes

“i would love to” you said as you captured his lips with yours once again

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smutbymia · 4 years

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classmate jeno x reader with enemies to lovers please 🥺

There were a million and one reasons why you couldn’t stand Jeno:

1. he’s an asshole

2. he’s the student body president for the second year in a row (you lost twice)

3. he’s a popular rich kid

4. he’s smart, athletic, AND good looking (I mean seriously... who is that lucky?)

Just to list a few.

You went to school together all your lives and it somehow felt like each year he got more and more irritating. This year is your last year and you promised yourself you wouldn’t let whatever ridiculous rivalry you and Jeno had ruin it. And so far you had done a good job of keeping that promise until this very moment.

School had ended for the day, marking the completion of the first week of your senior year. You were reaching for a pen that dangled from a string next to a sign up sheet when you felt the warm skin of another hand brush against yours. You raised your head planning to mutter a quick apology to the person until you locked eyes with that bastard Jeno. The soft expression on your face immediately went icy as did his.

“What do you think you’re doing?” you spat at him, the pen lingering in your hand. Jeno plucked it from between your fingers and wrote his name on the sign up sheet. Your eyes went wide and he dropped the pen, letting it hang from its string once more before turning to you and stepping forward.

“What does it look like I’m doing?” he towered over you with his height.

You groaned, stomping your feet before whining “You’re already president, why do you have to join yearbook too?”

Jeno rolled his eyes, “Because I need more clubs for my college application.”

Your eyes shot daggers into his. You picked up the dangling pen and scribbled your name under his on the list before turning on your heels and walking into the open classroom next to you. You emerged from the room an hour later, expressionless. You pinched yourself, hoping that today was just an awful nightmare. Person after person left the room, walking past you until the hall went quiet with the exception of a few voices that lingered further down the school hall as people slowly made their way out.

Things had gotten just slightly worse. When choosing the president for the Yearbook club, you and Jeno ended up in a deadlocked vote -- thus encouraging Mr. Park, the faculty member in charge to come up with the brilliant idea of electing you both to share the presidency. As if it wasn’t bad enough that you had to be in the same club. Now the two of you would be spending basically the entire year together working on such an important project.

“Im not going to let him ruin me, I’m not going to let him ruin me, I’m not going to let him ruin me,” you repeated to yourself quietly as you slowly walked towards the nearest exit, in what felt like a daze.

“That is quite the mantra,” teased Jeno. He had left the classroom last after talking with Mr. Park and caught up to you at some point. You jumped at the sound of his voice.

“What do you want now?” you groaned.

Jeno stepped in front of you blocking your path.

“Does it look like I want to be president with you? I’m being mature about it because it’s what everyone else wanted so you should stop acting like such a brat,” he spat.

“You’re calling ME a brat? How ironic,” you scoffed, “You’re already in a ton of different clubs and hold multiple presidencies. What else could you possibly need for your college application? You could even buy your way in if you wanted to.”

Jeno froze at your final sentence. You continued the assault of words. “You know what your problem is? You can’t stand to lose,” you said, standing toe to toe with him. Jeno chuckled under his breath before bending slightly so that his face was hovering over your face.

“You know what your problem is, princess? You’re okay with losing unless it’s to me,” he began, “You may still be royalty but that doesn’t mean you are anywhere near as powerful as I am,” he said as he straightened himself back up, walking backwards as he spoke. He tapped on one of the series of pins fastened to his school uniform jacket and you dropped your gaze to see what he was gesturing to -- it was a golden line drawing of a king’s crown. You locked eyes one last time before he turned around and stormed out of the school, leaving you standing alone in the empty corridor, blood rushing through your body with your fists balled up at your sides.

That night you returned home, diving right into your study routine and getting an early start on some assignments to distract yourself from the awful day you were having. You had just gotten comfortable in bed when your phone buzzed with new notifications. You leaned over to squint at the bright screen.

JENO: It’s Jeno

JENO: School tomorrow. 5:30pm.

You groaned before reaching for the device to type out a reply.

Y/N: How did you get my number?

JENO: I’m the student body president. I can do anything I want.

JENO: Just be there we have work to do.

You rolled your eyes at his response before locking your phone and drifting off to bed.

The next day flew by the way Saturday’s typically did. You had breakfast with your family before heading out for a jog and coming home to do some workouts on youtube in your bedroom before taking some time to study and do some yearbook club work. When that evening finally rolled around you threw on some black biker shorts and a comfy oversized black graphic tee with some rock bands logo printed on the front before putting your hair up into a bun.

Your school uniform was very preppy looking and you had to keep up appearances so every other part of your appearance had to be up to the same standard everyday. This resulted in you dressing quite “girly” so you enjoyed being able to dress down on the weekends when you weren’t out socializing.

Once you were done getting ready you made your way over to the school. According to Jeno, he had both keys and permission for the both of you to get some work done despite it being a Saturday. A security guard was parked outside by the gates when you arrived and you held up your yearbook club pass before he gave you a quick nod then immediately returned to watching some sports game on his phone screen and eating a sandwich.

When you finally entered the school and got to the Yearbook/Media club lounge, you found Jeno leaning back in a computer chair as he clicked away at the mouse with his eyes glued to the monitor. He didn’t hear you when you entered because of the headphones he had covering his ears. He was dressed down too. He sported grey sweatpants, and a white t-shirt and his black hair looked slightly damp as the strands clumped together slightly and rested against his forehead. He nodded his head to music, and tapped his free fingers against the desk he was seated at.

When you stepped further into the room he spun in his chair to face you. Jeno’s eyes scanned the entirety of your body before he slipped the headphones down to his neck and spoke.

“I almost didn’t recognize you without your preppy headband, all that makeup, and those stupid earrings you always wear,” he muttered.

Okay, low blow. The downside to wearing school uniforms is that you lose a lot of your individuality, and the school rules limit what you can and cannot wear. In fact, students had to fight for the right to accessorize until the ban was lifted. You personally enjoyed wearing tons of different earrings from hoops, to waterfalls and of course you felt a nice headband would draw together your academia look. Both were your signatures and makeup was just a given at such a fancy school.

“I’d insult you back but honestly you look a lot less annoying when you’re not wearing that preppy uniform jacket filled with pins and patches,” you snapped back.

“Whatever, I never said it was meant to be an insult,” he mumbled before gesturing for you to come look at his computer screen.

“I’ve been working on the first draft for the welcome week pages. I think we should follow this layout and theme for the rest of the yearbook. I’m submitting it to Mr. Park,” said Jeno.

You looked over the screen as Jeno waited for your feedback. “I like my version better,” you said after a few minutes.

“Your version? Let’s see it then,” he urged. You took a USB keychain that hung with the rest of your keys out of your bag and connected it to the computer before leaning over Jeno and pulling up the file. He shifted his chair backwards to give you room, and sat back as he admired you from behind. It wasn’t until you spoke to him again that you realized what he was doing.

“How does it look?” you asked as the document loaded onto the screen.

“Real good...” he said as his voice dropped an octave. You turned your head to face him, catching him with his bottom lip trapped between his teeth and his eyes still set on your backside before he drew them up to meet your gaze and flashing you a cheeky smile that turned his eyes into crescent moons.

“Stop being a perv and come look,” you said sternly as you changed your position, lowering yourself to your knees by the monitor. Jeno scooted his chair forward again before looking up at your work. Within seconds he had a series of critical comments spilling from his mouth thus triggering a heated argument between the two of you.

“You know what? I’m tired of going back and forth with you. Let’s just send both to Mr. Park and see which one he likes best,” he challenged. You were both on your feet now and standing toe to toe like you did yesterday during your face off.

“Fine,” you accepted. Jeno sent the files off and the two of you drifted off into other work. You were both working in the dark room, developing some film, when you heard the faint sound of an email notification ring out from the monitor in the room next door. You and Jeno immediately looked at each other before frantically wrapping up your work and rushing to the computer.

The two of you were huddled closely by the screen when Jeno clicked on the email to reveal its contents. You both silently read the screen before you were overcome with disappointment

Mr. Park: Hey President’s. Both look great and would work perfectly with this years Yearbook but if you want my personal opinion, I think I’m leaning more towards Jeno’s! Great work so far and kudos for being so productive on a Saturday! Reach out if you need anything.

You groaned as you stood back up. Jeno chuckled next to you.

“Congratulations, you win again,” you snapped at him. He was so caught off guard by your tone that his smile fell from his face immediately and was quickly replaced by a smug expression.

“Is that all that matters to you?” he asked raising his voice, “winning?”

You were toe to toe for the third time now and it was really starting to get on your nerves because Jeno was built and tall and something about him looking down on you made this stupid position even more annoying for you.

“One thing! You couldn’t just let me have this one thing!” you yelled back.

“Oh... my... GOD. You are unbearable!” Jeno groaned as he ran his fingers through his hair in frustration.

“You want to know why I couldn’t let you have this one thing?” he started, leaning down closer to your face. He was inches from you now and his breath danced across your lips when he spoke.

“Because... you’re such a fucking brat. Every time you whine and complain all I can think about is filling up this pretty mouth so I don’t have to hear your voice anymore,” he said through gritted teeth, reaching his hand up to your chin.

“And your face... the look on your face every time i beat you at something or take something away from you... the way your eyes get big and teary, and the way you pout your lips like you’re doing right now” he continued, running his index finger across your bottom lip.

“Nothing turns me on more than taming you like this,” he whispered. Your body shivered under his touch. You were fuming on the inside at his words. They hurt. Yet you were also feeling things you had never felt before. Your eyes scanned Jeno’s face, along his lips and eyes and his jawline. Your nipples hardened underneath the cotton material of your shirt. Jeno noticed. You fought back tears of frustration as one slipped down your cheek, cursing yourself for being so turned on at a moment like this.

“Don’t cry, baby girl,” Jeno muttered as he took his free hand to wipe away at the tear as his other hand cradled your cheek. Your hands were balled into fists at your sides and you stood frozen in your spot.

“You’ve been so worried about me ruining you, but maybe that’s exactly what you need to get rid of that attitude...hmm?” he murmured.

“I-I hate you,” you sputtered out, sounding more whiney than angry. Jeno let out a breath of air as the corner of his mouth turned up into a brief smile. He stepped closer to you and you stepped back until you were trapped against a table.

“Yeah, whatever,” he mumbled as he hovered his lips dangerously close to yours, eyes searching yours for any sign of resistance. You broke eye contact with him as your gaze settled on his lips. You subconsciously licked your own as you blinked away the remainder of the dampness in your eyes.

You didn’t notice the way you gravitated towards his lips like a magnet until he leaned away from you slightly and your lips chased after his -- not letting the distance grow too much. Your eyes were still glued to his lips which had formed into a smug grin when you noticed how you had chased after his lips like a needy girl just as you felt the first wave of heat rush to your face.

“Just as I thought...” he muttered as one of his hands dropped to your waist and you felt him tighten his grip ever so slightly. Jeno ran his hand down the side of your body, trailing his fingers along your thighs before running his hands back up again -- this time gripping the bare skin of your waist underneath your graphic tee.

You sucked in air when his warm hands came in contact with your skin. His eyes were glued to your face and his expression showed a slight hint of darkness. Jeno gripped your waist with both hands firmly before suddenly lifting you off the floor to sit on the edge of the table you had been trapped against.

You let out a gasp as your butt landed on the cool surface, leaving you seated with Jeno standing between your legs. He bridged the gap between you by stepping closer and pulling you by your hips -- until every part of you was pressed against him. Your hands flew up to his chest to stop you from literally crashing into his chiseled torso.

You accidentally let out a breathy moan when your crotches met -- feeling Jeno pressed against your center, leaving only the thin material of your biker shorts and your undies between your bodies. Jeno bit his bottom lip in response and rolled his lips once more, making you whimper and sending your hands sliding from his chest down to his waist. You hesitated but your hand placement was a dead giveaway that you wanted more friction. Jeno pulled at your hips one more time as he met your center with another stroke. You felt wetness begin to pool between your legs and tightened your grip on his waist. This time it was you who pulled him forward but he froze just before your bodies could properly connect again as you desperately tried to rut yourself against him.

“Look at me,” he ordered. Your gaze immediately locked with his, eyes wide and lips pouted, a bit frustrated that he had stopped moving.

“Good girl... Didn’t think you’d listen to me so well the first time,” he said, rewarding you with another roll of his hips. You groaned at the contact.

“F-first time?” you question, rolling your hips to meet his as his breathing became more unstable.

“It’s gonna be a long year, baby,” he started, “We have to work together, so it’s my responsibility to calm you down when you get all bratty.”

There was something really sexy about the way you both managed to continuously grind against each other in pure ecstasy while having a full blown conversation, speaking between moans and grunts.

“I’m n-not a brat, you’re just an asshole,” you snapped as you crossed your legs at your ankles, pulling him against you even harder.

Jeno cursed under his breath at the friction as his hands reached down to grip at your ass before mumbling, “only person who thinks i’m an asshole is you,” he taunted, “you on the other hand are widely known for acting like a complete...”

You interrupted him with another roll of your hips, as a groan slipped from his lips. “Choose your next words carefully, Jeno,” you warned.

he chuckled before finishing his almost forgotten sentence, “princess... that’s what you’re known for. For acting like such a fucking princess,” he groaned.

Jeno wasn’t entirely wrong. You did strive for excellence when it came to your common interests in academics and extracurriculars. In fact, a pet peeve of yours was the fact that you and Jeno were always compared to each other, with most of the school being shocked that two people who were so alike seemed to always be at war with each other. In everyone else's eyes you were both one in the same.

Though you were respected, you weren’t delusional. There were definitely people who weren’t fond of you, but you had chalked it up to mere jealousy that was inevitable for a person who excelled as much as you did to experience. Jeno must have noticed your mind wandering because he lifted your chin slightly to direct your attention back to him muttering a soft “hey...” as he snaked his free hand up your shirt, hands brushing against your bare breast.

You moaned when you felt his fingers tease your sensitive nipple. “Whats wrong with being a princess? People only call me that because they’re jealous,” you questioned. You had definitely begun to soak through your shorts, as you watched a faint wet patch begin to show on Jeno’s joggers. You gripped at the collar of his shirt as he dropped his head down to your neck, leaving a trail of kisses all over the delicate skin.

“F-fuck,” you groaned at the contact, hips jerking.

“Exactly,” jeno said, lifting his head to lock his eyes with you again. “They’re jealous of how powerful you are... but that’s exactly what turns me on,” he confessed.

He ran his hands along your cheek, leaning in to a whisper. “Do you know how hard it makes me when I think about turning the most powerful girl in school into a powerless mess?” Jeno tugged at one of your nipples as he finally drew your mouth into his for a kiss. You whimpered into his mouth, overcome with pleasure.

Jeno deepened the kiss and for once you just allowed him to take control. As much as you hated him, you couldn’t deny that his energy was intoxicating and yes, maybe you were a little bit jealous of him for the same reasons as others were jealous of you.

How could you not be attracted to someone who was as driven and talented and equally, if not even more powerful than you were in that regard. As much as you butt heads there was no doubt that you were very much a good fit for each other-- if all the fighting and competition were set aside, that is. But this didn’t matter right now. All that mattered was the way he was making you feel. It was as if though all those years of tension had finally bubbled over.

Jeno’s tongue swirled against yours sloppily, just the way you liked. Even your bodies seemed to be on the same page. He pulled away from you after a few minutes of making out -- leaving a trail of spit hanging from your lips to his as he lifted you off the table and carried you over to one of the couches in the lounge area of the room.

The sun had already begun to set ages ago, and only the faint hint of the computer screens you had been working on were illuminating the room. Jeno sat on the couch with you straddling his lap as he pulled his shirt over his head. You did the same and soon enough you were both left topless. Jeno wasted no time drawing you towards him and trapping a nipple between his lips as he palmed your other breast. You arched your back into him letting his name spill from your mouth.

He kissed his way back up your chest as he pulled you in for a kiss.

“Mmm.. Need all of this gone,” he said as he pulled at your shorts. You got up from his lap, and he immediately began to peel off the remainder of your clothing, dragging the material down the length of your body.

His breath hitched as he stripped you of your shorts to reveal your white cotton thong. He brushed his fingers softly against the material before mumbling to himself, “cute...”

His fingers ran against your slit, feeling the damp material under his touch and making you grow weak in the legs.

“You’re so wet for me already... Such a good girl,” he said. Hearing words of praise fall from his lips like that made you feel so soft. For some reason, compliments hit different when they came from him. Your eyes drifted to the growing bulge in Jeno’s joggers.

Your mouth fell open with the sudden desire to be filled with as much of him as you could fit as you slowly fell to your knees. Jeno raised his eyebrows while he watched you intently. You tapped your fingers against his knee, “off, please” you said as you pulled at the strings in the waistband of his bottoms.

“Fuck, do you know how good you look on your knees for me?” he said as he lifted his hips to get rid of the rest of his clothing. Your eyes went wide when he finally settled back into his seat and began stroking his length while analyzing your expression.

For once you couldn’t blame him for the arrogant expression on his face. He had every right to be proud of what he was packing.

“Ugh, is every part of you perfect?” you complained as you scooted closer to him. You dragged your fingernails along his thighs as he drew his bottom lip between his teeth again. Your fingers danced dangerously close to his member as he slowed the movement of his hand before letting go of himself.

You wrapped your hand around him, shocked at how much bigger he looked between your fingers. He throbbed and raised his hips slightly, thrusting up into your first. “Needy...” you teased, looking up at him as you giggled softly.

“Y/n” he whimpered, a bit embarrassed at the sounds leaving his mouth now that you had momentarily gained the upper-hand. Jeno watched as you pressed your tongue to the slit of his cock before popping the head right into your mouth and sinking down around his length in one go, bottoming out.

Your lips were wrapped around the very base of his cock when you moaned around him, making your entire mouth vibrate.

“Holy shit,” he moaned loudly as he reached out a hand to draw circles on your cheeks while you worked at his length. You lifted your mouth all the way back, as his hips jerked forward again, fucking into your mouth as another whimper fell from his mouth. Your eyes were locked in his and you couldn’t believe how different he looked. His hard expression had gone soft. You had definitely managed to strip him momentarily of his power.

“So naughty - where’d you learn - to use your mouth like this- huh, princess?” he asked between thrusts. Your eyes watered but you continued to let him use your mouth as you watched him grow more desperate.

You removed him from your mouth with a pop as you pumped at his length fast. Jeno cursed under his breath before letting his head fall back on the couch for a moment.

“Gonna c-cum,” he warned.

“Look at me,” you ordered and Jeno obeyed.

You locked eyes as you delivered the final pumps, and waited with your mouth open and your tongue out as you felt him throb underneath your grip before spurts of his warmth shot up -- spilling onto your tongue and dripping from your lips down your chin. The remainder of his cum had spilled over onto your fingers, and you released him to pop them into your mouth to clean them off.

You were aimlessly licking and sucking at your fingers, caught up in your own world when you noticed Jeno staring at you, chest rising and falling with a surprised expression on his face.

“Hmm?” you hummed as you titled your head, wondering if everything was okay. Jeno, who had just cum harder than he ever had in his life was in pure disbelief at how you sat so calmly and managed to look so sweet and innocent with his cum dripping down your chin as you suckled at your own fingers. The sight alone made him start to grow hard almost instantly.

After a few seconds he snapped out of it, leaning forward and cupping your cheek in his hand like he had been all night.

“D-don’t think I’m letting you win that easily,” he muttered. He motioned for you to get off your knees, and he drew you in for a kiss as he repositioned you both on the couch so he would be on top of you. You seemed to have sparked the competitive fire within him.

Jeno hadn’t expected you to switch on him like that and he was determined to follow through on his promise of ruining you.

He trailed kisses down your body, skipping your pelvic region to drop kisses along your thighs as he peeled off your panties.

“I’m sorry but I won’t be going easy on you... not after what you just did,” he warned as he pushed apart your thighs. You could feel the warmth of his breath against your center and it drove you insane.

Jeno carried out the first lick along the length of your slit and it was enough to have you moaning and immediately roping your hands in his hair. You had been turned on for so long that even the slightest touch felt like heaven.

He flicked his tongue against your entrance, muttering to himself about how great you taste, teasing you as your clit yearned for attention. He worked at your flesh, dipping his tongue in between the folds of your center before prodding at your hole and slipping his tongue inside. You tried to move your hips against his mouth but he firmly held you in place.

“Jeno, p-please,” you pleaded. He smiled against your skin as he continued to dip his tongue into your hole, driving you closer to the edge but still not quite getting you there.

“Whats wrong, princess?” he taunted before running his tongue up the length of your slit, once again avoiding your clit. You whimpered, reaching your hand down to feel yourself before he roped his fingers in yours to stop you. He lightly flicked his tongue against your clit, just enough to send electricity running through your body but still not enough to please you entirely.

“I want to hear you beg for it,” he said as he blew air softly against your center, the sensitivity was overwhelming. He planted a soft kiss directly on top of your clit that would have melted your heart a bit if you weren’t so violently horny at this point. So instead, your hips jerked against the plushy feeling of his pursed lips. Jeno chuckled at your body’s reaction, before repeating the action -- drawing the same result.

After the third peck landed on your clit, and the third jerk of your hips sent you into a frenzy, you simply couldn’t resit any longer.

Tears pooled at the corner of your eyes, and words spilled endlessly from your mouth. “Please, Jeno.. fuck, please let me cum. I’m d-desperate,” you confessed as your hips raised off of the couch, and he pulled away teasingly watching you squirm beneath him.

“How would you like to cum, baby?” he asked.

“I need to feel you inside of me,” you pleaded before adding a soft “please” to the end of your sentence.

You watched Jeno position himself at your entrance before stopping.

“i’m on the pill, we don’t need --,” you assured him, reading his expression.

He groaned straight away, interrupting you before you could finish as his mind drifted to places he was too ashamed to admit. He ran his head along your slit, making you twitch before he entered you with a quick snap of his hips, bottoming out immediately and forcing a scream from your lips.

You weren’t sure what to expect from Jeno but it definitely wasn't this. He angled himself perfectly, propping you up so he was hitting all the right places as he pounded into you relentlessly. Within a single minute you were both racing towards your orgasms.

“I’m close,” he murmured as he planted a kiss to your lips.

“Me too,” you answered, “one last thing...” you said as he continued to thrust into you at a delicious pace.

“Hmm.. what is it, baby?” he asked. You locked eyes with him, feeling quite shy at your next words.

“F-fill me up, please. I want you to cum inside of me, really really badly,” you whimpered and with a final groan at your unexpected demand, you felt Jeno’s warmth spill all over your insides, sending you right over the edge and leaving your insides contracting against him. The two of you remained exactly how you were for awhile.

Jeno was the first to move after catching his breath. He slowly slipped out of you with a breathy moan before lowering himself towards your center and softly licking at your folds even though they were covered in his own cum.

“Shit, i’m sorry... I barely made it to the end of your sentence before letting go,” he chuckled as he lapped at your skin.

“JENO” you shrieked as an unexpected orgasm rushed through you again when he flattened his tongue against your entire slit and you found yourself moving against his mouth in seek of more pleasure. You pushed his head away as you clenched your legs together feeling a mixture of both pleasure and agony run through your body.

“Sorry, sorry, sorry... last one, i promise” he laughed as he moved to your face to plant soft kisses on your cheeks and a peck on your lips. It took you a while to come back from your high.

it was a bit late when you guys had finally cleaned up and locked the school back up. Jeno had driven you home in his new Volvo which he tried to convince you was a totally normal back to school gift, and had texted you for the remainder of the night about things like yearbook, and homework. It almost seemed as though what had happened was merely a dream.

It wasn't until you were back at school on Monday that you realized that going back to normal was going to be impossible. You and Jeno still bickered over Yearbook decisions and didn’t hesitate to challenge each other during class debates but things had changed. Every annoying exchange you had simply fuelled your desire more.

You’d get into intense match ups only to find yourselves coming up with excuses about Yearbook club to sneak out of class for quickies in Jeno’s car. He even had his way with you more times than you could count across his desk in the office he was awarded after becoming student body president. At first it was fun -- your adrenaline would pump at the thought of sneaking around so much but then things slowly started to shift again.

Soon, you would spend afternoons at his freaking massive mansion of a family home where you guys would go over yearbook work. When you didn’t have yearbook work to do, he began inviting you over for study sessions, and to do homework -- all of which would end in amazing sex. Soon those invites extended to regular hangouts for no particular reason but to enjoy each others company and you found yourself drifting away from casual hookups to something that felt heavier -- more serious.

The final nail in the coffin was when Jeno let your little secret slip after getting so worked up in a class discussion. You had been discussing the symbolism of a film you had just watched for an english class when you began to clash.

“Baby, that makes no sense,” he mumbled after you had shared your opinion. He was doodling aimlessly on his notebook. The entire class went wide eyed, and a few gasps were let out.

“Actually, it makes perfect s--” you began before freezing. You had just noticed his mistake, and everyone had noticed yours which was how the pet name didn’t seem to phase you at all. Luckily Mr. Park quickly moved on to another topic as you both sat cursing yourselves silently.

After the final bell rang for the day, you locked eyes with Jeno.

“Idiot,” you mouthed. He offered you a sheepish grin in return as he approached your desk.

“I’m sorry, it slipped,” he began, “but now that every knows..” Jeno, slipped his arm around you as you entered the hallway. Most students minded their business, which you were grateful for while others stared and whispered.

“I have a student body meeting for the next hour... you have debate team right?,” he said as you approached an intersecting series of hallways. You nodded.

“I’ll meet you outside then, and we can go to mine to go over the photographer schedules for this months events,” Jeno said.

“Sounds good,” you responded before turning on your heels to head in the opposite direction. Jeno’s grip on your wrist had him tugging you back towards him.

He stood above you with an annoyed expression on his face, pouting. He pulled your face close to his, mumbling about you being heartless before he planted a lingering kiss on your lips, of course drawing the attention of onlookers. Your cheeks were on fire when he pulled back, leaving you flustered and a bit embarrassed as he shot you a final wink before checking his watch and rushing off to his meeting. You turned around to head to debate club, wondering how exactly your biggest enemy had turned into the sweetest, most caring lover you could have ever asked for.

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