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𝐌𝐘 (𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋) 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧!𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧!𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: Sunghoon wasn’t expecting to be sent to the mortal world by his “father”, much less being forced into attending college (he’s a demon! why would he need to?!) and being accidentally summoned by a clueless human almost had him marching straight into Hell to have a word with its ruler. Only he couldn’t, because he was already bound to you by a fucking paper-cut sealing your contract which means he can’t just leave the mortal world without taking something of yours in return.

𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: please do read everything on here thoroughly! I do regularly update this whenever the update schedule has changed or if I added new warnings and when new chapters come out of course.

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: college au, social media au with occasional written parts, modern supernatural (?) au, “and they were roommates”, horror themes (but not really?), slice of life, mystery, thriller, light angst, fluff, humor and crack (you know the drill 🤣)

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: y/n has little to no verbal filter (she’s kinda crazy... and dumb), Sunghoon is tired despite not needing sleep, swearing, dirty/inappropriate jokes (you have y/n to blame mostly), light sacrilege, light blasphemy (idk what to say except this is a smau abt demons) if you wish to proceed, read at your own discretion. I’ve laid out what you’re going to expect already.

𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: ENHYPEN, Aespa's Karina, IVE's Wonyoung, TXT's Yeonjun and Soobin and brief appearances of other idols.

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒: on-going

𝐔𝐏𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐄: MWF 10PM (PHT)

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓: JAN 02, 2022

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒 𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃: #asks.demon.roomie👹 #demon.roomie.things👹 (in case you want to filter them so I wont clog your dashes <3)

𝐀/𝐍: this is for all the monster fuckers out there!! /hj there will be some world-building in this and i hope there is as just as much plot like before 🤩 keep in mind this is all fictional and none of this represents the idols in real life. Also any info about the occult/supernatural may not be accurate and some elements here are my own interpretations and/or twists hehe.

🔊 TAGLIST IS NOW CLOSED 🔊

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝟏 | 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝟐

PROLOGUE: and so it begins

PART I: vore?

PART II: nefarious plans

PART III: a full essay? in these trying times?

PART IV: RONALD MCDONALD???

PART V: dumb b*tch allegations

PART VI: so mote it be (written)

PART VII: oh sweet Hecate

PART VIII: SOOBIN ENOUGH

PART IX: look at us

PART X: hoonie my roomie (written)

PART XI: foul creature

PART XII: demon fact(s)!

PART XIII: Kaneki Ken

PART XIV: brocolli kid

PART XV: S.S

PART XVI: not a serial killer

PART XVII: fucking goldfish

PART XVIII: bronies look away

PART XIX: brittle bones

PART XX: Furries.

PART XXI: demon ROOMIE fact(s)!

PART XXII: scooby dooby doo!

PART XXIII: human sacfrifice 🙌🏼

PART XXIV: tamed that what?

PART XXV: lesbian lesbianer lesbianest

PART XXVI: fond

PART XXVII: manners maketh man

PART XXVIII: a furry gathering

PART XXIX: Operation S.O.S

PART XXX: see you in the dark night (written)

PART XXXI: and the truth comes spilling out (written)

PART XXXII: blessed or cursed? (written)

PART XXXIII: balls

PART XXXIV: bad daddy behavior

PART XXXV: let me in… LET ME IN!

PART XXXVI: please wrap it up

PART XXXVII: you’re so beautiful (written)

PART XXXVIII: don’t mince the cojones

PART XXXIX: MILFS?

PART XL: Monster Mash

PART XLI: summer what?

PART XLII: Y/N gone wild (not clickbait)

PART XLIII: tumblrina

PART XLIV: Sunghoon’s slow descent to madness

PART XLV: the girls are fighting

PART XLVI: arts and crafts

PART XLVII: something smells 🤥

PART XLVIII: mother (fucker)

PART XLIX: four of crows 🦅

PART L: i found the devil; i found him in a lover (written)

PART LI: mortal peril

PART LII: the twilightifaction of ynhoon

PART LIII: humanoid cephalopod

PART LIV: me & sunoo when

PART LV: i’m srs.

PART LVI: babe wake up!

PART LVII: girl is a gun (written)

PART LVIII: because you’re mine, i walk the line (written)

PART LIX: and when I opened my eyes (written)

What Happened to Lee Heeseung?

Pairing: Heeseung x fem!reader (she's strictly referred to as sunoo's SISTER)

Genre: SMAU, maybe angsty too, idiots to lovers?

Synopsis: After a heartbreak, Lee Heeseung is no longer the in-charge, straight-A class president he used to be. He's fallen into the virtual world of Black Sky, and fallen off the grade boundary a long time ago. Before his game addiction gets worse though, he meets you in-game, and you offer to be his therapist to overcome this addiction. Soon, Heeseung finds himself falling for you... but you're miles away and a virtual relationship could never work, right? Not to mention you literally think he's an 11-year-old girl...

Featuring: brother!sunoo! Some jake crushing on reader, too.

Warnings: language warning. Also heeseung is really angsty and stuck in a place where he's seeking escapism from reality :( so if that sort of thing triggers you...

Status: ongoing

Updates: every 2 days if I feel like it

Ask to be in the taglist now!

Profiles 1 - Heeseung's intervention squad

Profiles 2 - cast of characters

1- What happened to Mr. class president

2- don't worry

3- the first day

4- The reason why

5- the ability to be me

6-The Only Jake

7-Session with Ryujin

8- The Yang Conspiracy

9- now you've come back into my life

10- Makeover Montage

11- The Big Game (written)

12- angsty tears of frustration

Taglist: @lovesickgyu @mykalon @hobistigma @gerim-1995 @msxflower @rinyx @axurio @diestheticu @nshitae @shiningstarsarah @liliansun @postalenha @icywhatim @punneysushi01 @giyyuzz @studioreader @sthinqsz @datiny-zen @tomorrowbymoa-together @yukii0-0 @mymeloem19 @baekhyunstruly @ja4hyvn @shynypeacekitten @luvrseung @deez-nutzz @darkheartpeace @mavlogist @acciomylove @kravitee @heysukecore @candidupped @pitchblacksmile @missmadwoman @hxxsng @glxwingstar

day time with enhypen | hyung line

LOVE FOOL — lhs.

you have a crush on your campus' golden-darling-pretty-boy. the only problem is, he's so unreachable and out of your league to the point it annoys you and you just can't not do something about it. so, like a fool in love, you end up chasing lee heeseung who used to be a part of the track team and somehow, he manages to avoid every single one of your attempts! (gee i wonder why) good thing there's no app that lets you two talk anonymously and accidentally creates a love square between you two— or is there one?

FEATURING : academically excellent!lee heeseung x f! reader, enhypen hyung line, mentions of other idols

GENRE : fluff, angst, an attempt at humor, highschool au

TAGLIST : send an ask to be added. @pitchblacksmile @bloomedberry @msxflower @sseastar-main @vantxx95

AUTHOR'S NOTE : updates are on mwf, gmt+8 !!

PROFILES: one / two

lee heeseung is mysterious

the bizzare lab period adventures of y/n and beomgyu

narnia: the wallet, the picture, and the four flights of stairs

CSH Student Council tweeted:

no room left for embarrassment

manz so dry but it's ok

data gathering procedure

harry potter and the cursed app

hi! could you fill up this survey?

it's omegle all over again

fuck around and find out~ljn

bestfriend!jeno|cutie!reader

genre: nasty k? Like look hear me out, lemme explain myself. this my first jeno piece k? he’s sexy, and and and like I indulged k? k?

warnings: nasty kissing, it's cute in the beginning though then smut, creampie, multiple orgasms, jeno is lowkey a freak, loves calling you pretty girl, chain. dangling. action. he eats pussy, he eats it good too, strength kink, biting, besties desperate,

words: 4.5k

songs: fubu by ambre, fue mejor by kali uchis ft sza, sailboat by quin

jeno ♡︎: can we call? I miss your pretty face ;)

You perked your head at the sudden message, a wide smile appearing upon your face as you read the text over once more. He had been so busy with his group and performances that you both haven’t had a chance to really talk much, sadly.

you: yeah! call me, loser.

Jeno didn’t waste a single second after receiving that text, the FaceTime screen appearing notifying that he wanted to video call. Answering immediately, the look on his face was not pleased. He was being playful, you know that cute smile of his was going to to appear as soon as you smiled.

“Is this what I get? I wanted to see your pretty face and you call me a loser? Harsh.” He rolled his eyes, slowing smirking at he stared at you. “Shut up. I missed you loser, how are you? I love the eyebrow slit by the way, it looks really good.” You complimented as you laid back on your bed. He sat up in his spot, hand rubbing his bare chest before toying with the little charm on his gold chain. Black hair messy and barely covering his eyes. He looked handsome even when he was tired.

“Thank you. I’m good, really sleepy but I wanted to talk to you. I missed you too. Maybe we can fall asleep on the phone tonight, I really need it since I’m not with you physically.” He pouted. The fact that it made you pout well was enough to make you coo. “Yeah yeah, I don’t have my cuddle buddy so yeah. I’m a little salty about it. Jaemin has been denying me of cuddles since he’s your substitute.”

You tsked jokingly; mentally noting to give Jaemin a piece of your mind. You know he’d listen to you, that man was too much wrapped around your finger to tell you no.

'That's a shame." You shook your head. "Yeah, he's being mean to me. So, can we? Please?" Never saying no to him, you smiled softly.

"Of course. Want to share play so we can listen to some music together?"

Jeno sat up in his spot. "I thought you'd never fucking ask. I'll send the link. Hold up."

You could hear him shuffling around as you were getting comfortable yourself, switching one light off and turning on the one that lit up the room with pretty lights, a purple, pink and yellow combination. Jeno said he always loved seeing those lights on, especially when he slept over. You told him you'd buy one for him but he said it wouldn't hit hard enough when he had it, it was something comfortable about you having it.

Once the link was sent, you tapped it and instantly your shared music started playing. New Person, Same Old Mistakes fitting the right vibe. Jeno smiled as he watched you bob your head to the song, man did he miss you. Missed you too fucking much.

It was never the same when he didn't have you around. Something about how he didn’t get to see you like he usually did because of his busy schedule. It pained him really but those selfies, the texts and videos you would send him always helped him through the busy days. Those feelings that lingered seemed to grow stronger as days, weeks and even months went by.

Utterly obsessed with you was starting to become a serious thing, a real thing that he couldn't control. He knew it was getting bad when his thoughts went dark with filth, how he wished he had his hands on you, touching and squeezing.

Just the thought made his face warm. "What are you doing?" He raised an eyebrow as he looked up at the ceiling. "I'm just looking online for some more graphic tees, you know that cute baggy ones?"

He titled his head. "I might? Send me a few pictures." Of course he knew what you were talking about, he was just going to buy them for you.

You took a screenshot of few examples from the current that you liked and sent them to him.

"Oh those kinds, yeah those are cute as fuck. You thinking of getting them..?" He only questioned as he added those shirts into the cart. "Mm, I'm not sure. I'll look at a couple more but I want like two that go with my colored jeans I have. Like the brown ones I have."

"Yeah, I got you. What about accessories, I know you're starting to rock more accessories with your fits. I think those earrings you wear make you look really pretty." He decided that adding jewelry to the cart would be a nice touch so he took a chance on what he thought you would like and wear.

You looked at him with a shy smile. "Jeno shut up."

"Make me." He licked his lips and chuckled at you looked away. "I call you pretty all the time and this just seemed to make you all shy, hm? Why is that?" His tone was playful, teasing and you loved every single second of it.

"Don't question me, Lee Jeno." You muttered sassily.

"Oh but I will. You can't stop me." The way he looked at you sent shivers down your spine. It was a different kind of look, a way you've never experienced before. At least, one you've never seen before. You wondered if he's look at you like this before. His eyes were low, lips slightly ajar as he stared at you.

"That's what I thought..say thank you." You wouldn't admit that hearing him talk like that made your thighs rub together. I felt wrong just doing the action but your best friend was fucking hot. Nothing more to it, he was attractive. You rubbed your bottom lip softly as you mumbled.

"Thank you Jeno."

"Good girl, you're welcome." He propped his phone up and relaxed back, one arm behind his head. You could tell he was starting to get sleepier and you figured why not do the same.

"I miss you a lot Jeno, I hope you come back soon..' You mumbled, grabbing a hold of one of your plushies.

"I promise I will." He whispered sleepily.

Jeno's name popped up on your screen, that familiar jingle filling your ears before you answered the call. He was sweaty, black cap on his head pushed up a little to show the sheen of sweat on his forehead. He licked his lips before smiling, eyebrows furrowed as he looked at you. "Hey."

"Hi, you're calling me while you're at the..gym?" You raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, is that a problem?" He tilted his head a little as he asked.

You shook your head before responding, crossing your legs as you sat back against your headboard. "No, it's just unusual. You like full focus while working out. How's the tour going?''

"It's going great, almost done. It's nice seeing all our fans you know? Makes me happy."

"That's really sincere of you. It makes me happy knowing that you guys are getting all that support and love. I mean, shit the music is fire. I hope you get a break once you're done, are you gonna bring something back?" You jokingly asked.

"Oh, so you just care about the gifts huh?"

"Noo Jeno, I don't even care about the gifts. I miss you more than anything right now and I really want to see you when things are settled...this is the longest i've been without you."

He clicked his tongue. You can't say shit like that, let alone look at him the way that you're looking. Mouth in a pout, eyes glossy, eyebrows furrowed once more to really put icing on the cake. "Don't look at me like that."

Things were starting to get harder for him, looks aren't nearly enough to do him good with the way he's been feeling.

"Why not?"

"Because..." He sighed.

"Because what?"

"Do you really wanna know? I don't think it'd be appropriate in a public setting like this.." Oh this was different, yet this was the same feeling you felt the other night. This urge to push your thighs together, satisfy the ache that started to grow so easily. Your thoughts passing a boundary of no return with just how badly you wanted Jeno. Had he been closer to you, you would have exposed yourself and revealed all the nasty shit you've been fantasizing about him but to know he was...feeling a type of way. It made you feel heavy in the brain.

You wanted to know. You craved to know.

"I wanna...I wanna know." You mumbled.

Jeno sighed once more, not once looking around. He didn't need to since he was in a totally private gym. "You wanna know, huh? Would it make you feel good knowing how much you turn me on? Or the fact that every time i see you, I want to fuck you until you can't think straight?"

The air seemed to get thinner as you tried to hold in any noise that deemed needy. "It's perverted of me, right pretty girl? How badly I wanna fuck my own best friend, blow her fucking back out." That made you whimper, hearing that made you want to touch yourself.

"Jeno.." You whispered. You didn't know he had a mouth like that on him.

He looked down, noticing the tent in his gym shorts. "Fuck, m' hard baby. Look.." He flipped the camera and angled it down, hand gripping the outline of his dick without an inch of shame. You couldn't only imagine how he would be if he was physically with you.

"This is what you do to me. You plan on fixing it?" He flipped the camera back to his face, hat pulled off and dark hair wet with sweat. Jaw tight and eyes dark as he looked at you, it was the kind of looked that made you want to spread your legs and show him just how wet he made you.

You did, you boldly propped your phone up to show your panties: more specifically the dark spot on your panties and how lovely the material cupped your pussy. He groaned lowly, swallowing his spit as he parted his lips to speak.

Lost for words he was, too in love with the sight of your wet pussy. It was a tease, it was almost deadly how badly he wanted to taste you. A sweet mess that was ruining your panties instead of on his tongue. It was fucked up actually.

"You plan on fixing this Jeno..?" You flipped his question on him and he had to keep himself from booking a private flight back home.

"Wanna fuck around and find out?"

"I do." You nibbled on your bottom lip. "I really do." The drag of your palm made you shiver slightly as you pushed it lower until you were able to cup your pussy.

"Fuck-" He wished you were more careful with your words.

"I bet you wanna cum on my dick so badly."

You nodded your head. "Yeah.."

"Yeah?"

"Yes Jeno! Don't tease me like that."

"I can do whatever I want."

After that little scene, it seemed like things progressively got worse when he was being very mean to you over texts. Just text messages, no calls and you were starting to lose your mind. Dramatic words of course but it felt like it. You hated him for making you feel like this and the feelings were mutual. He hated how easy it was to make him feel like...this. Fucked up and desperate. Pussy drunk when he couldn't even taste you; feel you.

The tour happened to finish back in your state and he was thankful that his plan fit in his schedule. It was starting to get late and you hoped you would get to talk to Jeno before you went to bed. The text almost startled you in a way. You weren't expecting anything.

jeno ♡︎: hey, come open the door.

you: why?

jeno ♡︎: your package said it was delivered.

you: jeno..i know you didn't.

you: why

jeno ♡︎: why not? shut up and lemme spoil you. now go get it.

You dropped your phone on the bed and slipped your slippers on before walking down the hall and into the living room, tugging down your shorts. Once you pulled the door fully open, there stood Jeno with a bouquet of flowers and a duffle bag, package indeed resting beside him.

You gazed him, top to bottom from his shoes to the baggy black cargo jeans, baggy long sleeve striped shirt to the gold chains around his neck. He looked too good, too good for even you and here you were wearing a pair of heart printed pajama shorts and a long sleeve top that exposed your left shoulder.

"Huh?"

"Surprise..?" He smiled as he looked at you, looking pretty as always. Skin glowing and just a perfect sight for him. Now that he was standing in front of you, the weight of him missing you crashed down heavily. He couldn't think straight seeing you and he almost laughed at the fact.

"Are you just gonna stand there pretty girl or what?" He spoke again.

You cupped his cheeks, the warmth of your palms spreading to his cold cheeks as you pulled him into a gentle kiss. Your glossy lips colliding with his soft ones. He dropped his bag to grab your hip and squeeze, pulling you close as his tongue met your in a desperate kiss. It was like he was deprived of you and this was his way of feeding his hunger. His fingers dug into your softness, kissing you in the doorway of your front door, not giving a fuck who saw.

You break away from the kiss and breathlessly whispered, not wanting anything more to escalate. "In..in." As he trailed his lips down to your neck, firm yet soft kisses to your skin. "Fuck wait." He pulled away, grabbing his back and leaned down to lift up the package all while you watched. You should have offered to help but it didn't matter once his dropped the items down.

He pushed you further into the house and kicked the front door closed, shoes getting kicked off as well. "I got you flowers.." He chuckled as he held them out for you to take and when you did, he watched you look at them. Watched you smell them before setting them in the vase that sat on your little table.

"Thank you Jeno." He grabbed you once more to kiss you, kiss the gloss off your lips before trailing sticky kisses down your neck. All while his hands got greedy enough to move from your hips to squeeze the fat off your ass. "I wanted this to be a bit more romantic but I desperately have been waiting to taste your pussy, ____.." He guided you back on the couch, watching you drop onto the soft cushions.

"Jeno!' You exclaimed, laughing as he seemed to really have no filter or no sense of self control. Hovering over you for a moment, he gripped his shirt tugging it off. He was a sight to see, lean yet toned in areas that had you drooling.

"What? Can you blame me for being like this when I haven't seen you in months and like two fucking days ago I see your pussy while I'm at the gym? Miles away. I want it." He chuckled softly as he gave the part of your outer thigh a smack. "So I'm gonna take it..'

You were thankful the couch was big enough for this sort of thing. Leaning back down, he kissed you as he pressed his hips against yours. Even with his pants on, you could feel how hard he already was. He could feel how desperate you were just by how you were grinding back.

Hands squeezing and tugging areas that made you moan, sliding up your thin shirt to cup your breasts. He lowered himself to take enough to take a nipple into his mouth, shirt nudged away to give him access. He sucked and tugged on the nipple before giving attention to the other one. Both breasts tingling, nipples hard.

Any sound you made only made him want to fuck you more. Tugging your shorts off and leaving you in just your panties and shirt.

"Wanna taste your pussy so badly." He guided your body, flipping you onto your stomach before landing a rough spank to your ass. Such a pretty fucking arch you had when he did spank it again, thumb rubbing along your slit as he pressed kisses against your back.

The rough scrape of his teeth against your skin making you push back against his thumb. "Fuck you're so hot.." He whispered as his face got lower, kissing your ass and sinking his teeth into the fat of the cheeks before getting low enough to press a sweet kiss to your clothed pussy. Just the scent of you was driving him insane.

He pushed your panties to the side, groaning loudly as he stared at your pussy with no inch of shame. "...can i?" How polite of him to ask.

"Please."

His tongue pushed past your pussy lips, sliding between your slick folds. He had such a hold on your thigh that you were sure it would leave a mark with just how hard he was gripping, nails digging into your skin. He flicked his tongue against your clit, sucking your folds as the taste of you spread on his tongue and fueled the fire in his gut.

He ate like he had never eaten before, teasing rough fingers along your slit as he fucked you with his tongue, sucking so loudly. He knew he could sit here and eat you out for the rest of the night but the need to fuck you was heavy. To feel you cling to him, feel you tremble in his hands as he fucked another orgasm out of you.

"Oh..oh.." You gripped the cushions, pushing back as he rolled his tongue. Kisses pressed your slick pussy lips before he pulled away, lips glossy from your arousal.

"Jeno-" Your ability to speak was suddenly cut short when he sunk two long fingers into you, leaning over you once more to press gentle kisses to your spine. "I got you baby.." He softly speaks, voice strained as he pumped his fingers in and out of you. The cold gold of his chains meeting your hot skin, mind growing hazy as he felt your pussy squeeze his fingers. The wet sound of his fingers fucking you made him moan.

He couldn't believe how fucked up he was just from touching you.

"Shit." He growled, quickening his pace. You were a mess, so caught up in the pleasure. You were close, he knew you were close. "M'gonna cum...jeno gonna cum.."

"Cum baby, cum on my fingers.." Those simple words pushing you to your limit, he watched as you shivered but push your hips back for something more. He couldn't believe his eyes. Nothing could have been hotter than that.

"You're making this difficult for me, jesus-" Pulling his fingers out slowly, he spread them to watch your sticky cum spread between them both. He took them into his mouth, sucking his fingers clean as the taste of you was one that he was obsessed over.

"Fuck me, wanna feel you inside me.." You whined.

He leaned up, kneeling behind you to push his pants and boxers down. This was no way near romantic but he promised he'd make it up to you, he swore. Feeling the warm air hit his bare cock made him hiss, dragging his ringed thumb along his cock then wrapping his fingers around it, stroking himself slowly as gooey precum spilled.

"I'm sorry, pretty girl.." He pushed his cock against your ass, making you feel the throbbing heat before he slid it against your wet pussy.

"Shut up.."

He only chuckled as he pushed into you, gripping you tight as he watched you push back until your ass made contact with his thighs. A bold fucking woman you were. The stretch of your velvety walls making him throb intensely. Pulling back out, tilted his head back a little as he pushed back in. "Jeno please..."

"I'm only giving you time pretty girl- only being polite. I'll fuck you like I promise I would...gotta let you really feel me ya know?"

Jeno pushed his hand against your head softly, starting a steady tempo of fucking you. Deep. Slow. The constant snap of his hips against your ass growing louder as he watched your pussy coat his dick. You loved how he was soft yet manhandled you in a way that showed you just how strong he was.

"You're fuckin tight.." He mumbled lowly, rubbing your hip in his palm.

The natural curves, the soft touch of your skin and the way sweat coated your body. Roughly, he dragged his nails along your back, snapping his hips faster. Your shirt pushed up to expose more skin, he licked his lips.

'Oh..god-"

You had never felt like this, felt so exposed. Loving the touch he gave and the way he fucked you deep. Any article of clothing disregarded, tossed on the carpet.

Skin to skin.

One smack turned into two more. He couldn't believe he didn't get a taste of this before. A taste of what you were hiding for so many years. The fact that feelings were shared, lust was shown and need was strong made him ache. He was able to see your beauty, able to see your body tremble and face contront with pleasure all because of him.

Heaven knows he'd been fantasizing about you for ages.

He basked in your moans, fucked you until you knew you could feel him in your tummy. Every stroke sending a shockwave of pleasure throughout your entire body. So sensitive from the first orgasm, another one coming.

"Fuck, are you gonna cum again?" His dark eyes dropped to watch your cunt pulsate. Creamy cum coating the base of his dick as he pushed in. "Already?" He taunted lowly. He felt you squeeze him as your body almost dropped, hands shaking.

It was hot enough to make him cum, pulling out rather quickly. He watched his dick bob up and down, squirting string of pearly cum against your pussy.

Jeno smirked with bated breath, watching his cum run down your pussy lips.

"Jeno where...I never thought you'd fuck me like that." He chuckled as he slowly flipped you onto your back, capturing your lips into a kiss as he held your face in his hand. Fingers digging into your soft cheeks as he slid his tongue into your mouth. Kissed you like he was making it known that you were his, claiming you. You wrapped your hand around his cock, stroking him slowly.

It felt like you were becoming delirious.

Desperately you wanted him back inside you. He pulled away, breaking the kiss with a low grunt as he gripped your thighs, tugging you a bit lower before letting you guide him back into your tight hole.

Giving your cheek a soft caress, he hooked his thumb into your mouth, letting his spit hit your tongue. "Shit- you're so hot...swallow it." He pushed his hips against you, deep and precise strokes, sounds of skin colliding only grew louder within the living room.

Each rough thrust making your body rut up against the couch, breasts bouncing with the same tempo.

He leaned over, chain dangling over you; swinging back and forth.

"Shit..shit I'm love with you.." The utter control he had over you entirely, the way your mind clouded with just him. Eyes watching him as he stared right back at you. The look of lust, the look of pure animalistic desire, the look of love as he fucked you. His forehead pressed against yours and hand cupped your cheek, his breath fanning over your lips. Hands clinging to him, you keened and cried. Messy words and breathless encouragement filled your ears.

You were so pretty, so fucking pretty. Overwhelmed and moaning because of him. His own best friend.

"Jenooo I-....I-.' He lowered his head into the crook of your neck, finding your hand in the midst of fucking you. He pulled it up to his lips then managed to guide your hand to the back of his neck. "I know. You're doing so good...fuck- just wanna make you feel good...make you cum again baby."

Your head turned to the side and he raised his head up to press his lips against your cheek, wrapping a strong arm around your shoulder and holding you against his body as he fucked you into a state of estacy.

You couldn't think straight, couldn't formulate words to save your life. Lee fucking Jeno was making you like this; this heady in the brain.

"You're squeezing me so tight, shit. You just couldn't wait for this huh? For me to fuck you like I wanted?" His voice grew hoarse.

"Claim this pussy as mine because that's what you wanted. Right? This pussy is mine, right baby?" His words were strong enough to hit you in the gut, strong waves of intense pleasure overwhelmed you completely as your orgasm came. He was pussy drunk, congested with nothing but you and the way your pussy felt wrapped around his dick. No one else could have you like he had you right now, no one ever would.

"Tell me it's mine.." He pushed himself up, gripping the back of your legs to hold him. "Fuckin tell me who this pussy belongs to."

"You! God you!"

He moaned. "Say my name, fuckin say it."

"Jeno! Please Jeno please...m' sensitive!" The man above you chuckled evilly, slowing his hips as he felt his cock throb. He thought it was cute seeing you grip him so tight.

"I know baby, my sensitive girl. Tell me you love me."

You were on the verge of tears. "I love you so much..." You whispered. You meant those words. Let this sudden energy fill the air with such deep affection.

"Good girl. I love you more.." As those words spilled from his lips, he fucked his cum deep into you, making sure to fill you up deep. Jeno's hips came to a complete stop and he stayed there.

This blissful look on your face made him melt, he couldn't help himself from pressing his lips against yours. He pulled out slowly, carefully. Suddenly he had missed the wet heat of your cunt so badly.

"Damn."

"I found out didn't I?" You whispered as you looked up at him.

"Who said I was done exactly?" He snickered as he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead.

"You horny fuck." You laughed.

"I got months of pent up frustration, pretty girl. Just shut up and lemme make you feel good yeah?" He gave your ass a little smack.

"Eat my pussy then." You slowly sat up. "And you call me the horny fuck?" He rubbed your inner thighs.

"I missed you, Jeno. I can't help myself." Shit when you put it like that.

"I missed you too. More than you realize. "

THE BUCKETLIST CHRONICLES – LEE HEESEUNG

SYNOPSIS – during a trip to the infirmary, the reserved and timid, lee heeseung, meets I/n y/n whom he has never seen before. I/n y/n is a student at decelis high who claims to be extremely private. heeseung finds her very suspicious and wants to know how and why her presence manages to go seamlessly unnoticed. secrets unveil between them when y/n asks him to help her complete her bucket list.

GENRE – romance, highschool au, an attempt at comedy+ angst

PAIRING – enhypen’s heeseung x fem reader

WARNING – none yet!

PARTS – one | two | three | four | five | tba

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ONE – the adventure begins

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LEE HEESEUNG ACED EVERY SUBJECT, BUT P.E.

he didn’t understand why the school couldn't just give him a free pass to get out of P.E classes and exchange it for advanced robotics or something.

unfortunately for his case, P.E was a mandatory subject for all students at decelis high – be it the gifted, smart ones like him or the extremely athletic ones (who were mostly part of some sort of athletic association), everyone had to take part.

so, on a rather bitter monday morning, lee heeseung was sat at one of the benches in the huge gymnasium while trying to sneakily finish up the last bits of his book. all was seemingly well until what felt like a dodgeball hit him right on the head.

his head, though slightly concussed, managed to snap up towards the direction of where the ball came from.

slightly dizzy from the hit to his head, he was able to make out the face which he suspects was the culprit to his mini headache.

however, when his eyes landed on the tall figure marching towards him, a cocky smile plastered on said figure’s face; heeseung wished the ball would’ve taken him out right then and there.

“heeseung! sorry, didn’t see you there bro! my ball seems to always land on.. drably.. things”, the figure contemplates on a suitable adjective while bending down to reach for the ball.

park jay.

lee heeseung never seemed to get along with anybody on the sports team in decelis high and park jay was not an exception.

as captain of the football team, park jay was everything lee heeseung hated and more, if that was humanly possible.

well for starters: he was loud and extremely rude with very womanising tendencies – yet he still manages to garner an increasing number of admirers every day.

heeseung hated how someone dull and the perfect definition of jerk continues to have praises being handed to him.

however, did heeseung once come up to jay to express his distaste about his behaviour? no.

he was too afraid to end up with broken limbs and mountainous death threats from jay’s ever growing fan base for attacking such a seemingly ‘perfect’ figure.

the most he had ever done to express his distaste was rolling his eyes whenever jay would enter the room and occasionally clenching his jaw when jay wasn’t paying attention.

“i was reading, jay”, heeseung attempts to deadpan with whatever courage he had, only to extract a laugh from the boy standing across from him.

“i can see that! but, i think you should get those glasses reassessed buddy– cause’ we’re in the gym, not the library–”, jay remarked sarcastically before patting him, rather aggressively, on the shoulder.

“aight, gotta go! team needs me! later dude!”, jay winked at heeseung before running off to his group of friends who stared at him in awe while sparing heeseung looks of judgement.

if heeseung wasn’t so timid, he would’ve pushed jay down the flight of stairs right that moment.

jay has always gone around with a fake nice facade and heeseung could see right through it.

so, as heeseung, defeatedly, sets his book down and takes off his glasses to join the students on the main ground for warm ups– all odds decided not to be in his favour and the next thing he knew: he’s limping to the infirmary with an extremely painful sprained ankle.

yes, he fell down the flight of stairs in front of everyone when he was heading down from the bench area.

with a gentle knock on the door and a slightly embarrassed heeseung walking through it, the nurse smiles before beckoning him to take a seat.

“what happened dear?”

the nurse was a middle aged woman, she had greying hair and a very motherly appeal to her which was slightly comforting in the predicament heeseung was in.

heeseung sighed, still embarrassed as he recalled the moment he rolled down the stairs like a ball, before speaking up.

“i fell down the stairs in the gymnasium”, he says while looking down at his fingers and fidgeting– not wanting to meet eyes with the nurse who he suspected was suppressing a laugh.

“oh no, judging from the way you came limping in— the sprain must’ve been terrible– here”, she begins, undoing the mint colored curtains to reveal a vacant bed.

“rest here— oh, yes— and take this ice pack and apply it firmly on the sprained area. i’ll be back in a while, i need to get the pain relief spray from coach yeo and your excuse note”

excuse note?

heeseung’s ears perk up and he stops the nurse right as she is about to leave.

“excuse note?”, heeseung voices his confusion with his head tilted slightly.

the nurse sighs before smiling. “just for today— your ankle looks far too damaged to go on for the rest of the day”

with that, she left the infirmary and heeseung proceeded to do as he was instructed.

apply the ice firmly on the sprained area

those words repeated themselves through his head like a mantra until a voice startled him.

“did it hurt?”, the voice asked from an unknown spot.

at this point, heeseung was convinced some sort of ghost was out to get him. first, a sprained ankle (with a side of humiliation) and now, random voices?

as an attempt to ease the bitterness and anxious thoughts running through his mind, he huffs defeatedly to himself.

“when i fell from heaven?”, he attempted to joke.

the sudden revving of the curtain railings behind him reveals the figure of a girl, whom he had never seen before, with a very judgemental look on her face.

“no, when you fell down the stairs.”, you solemnly said, eyebrows furrowed in all attempts to be serious, before letting out a chuckle.

“oh–uh– yeah”, heeseung stumbles over his words causing you to break out in laughter.

“yikes, who pushed you, misteeerrr??”, you drawled the last part, in hopes of catching heeseung’s name.

“heeseung. lee heeseung, and— you are?”, he replies almost instantly– mentally scolding himself when he realises he softened the pressure he was applying on his ankle.

“y/n, l/n y/n to be exact”, you introduced briefly while tipping your non-existent hat.

y/n? is she new? i’ve never seen her around

heeseung thought to himself and as if you had read his mind, “no, i’m not new– i’ve literally been here since freshman year, i’m just always below the social radar”

heeseung nods in acknowledgment and scepticism.

“ah, but i barely see you around— if you’ve been here since freshman year, i would’ve spotted you around no?”, he asks curiously, his eyes scanning over you as if you were some foreign object.

“that would be the case, if i were somebody important, like– i dunno, those cheer girls or something”, you say with a shrug at the last part which makes heeseung awkwardly chuckle.

“fair enough”, he says, emitting an awkward laugh which makes you erupt in an awkward laugh as well.

as both of you briefly looked in separate directions, there was a pregnant silence between you and you could feel the discomfort piling between you and heeseung as the seconds went by.

“hey, lee heeseung”, you break the silence, causing the boy to look at you in anticipation.

“what’s up?”, heeseung asks— his hand still focused on icing his sprain.

“can you do me a favour?”

upon hearing your request, heeseung was taken aback. why is she asking me for a favour?

“what is it?”, he proceeds to ask, only to be nice, although he had no intention of actually doing it.

when heeseung said this, your eyes lit up and you shuffled around the bed, reaching down to the corner to get your backpack. you rummaged through it for a few seconds with heeseung awkwardly staring before you found the item.

“ahah!”, you victoriously cheered as you dusted off the red leather journal and set it on your lap.

heeseung took this as an opportunity to scooch closer to you as you hurriedly flipped through the tearing pages of your journal.

when he noticed you stopped flipping, he took a moment to pause and glance at the page’s content.

things I want to do before redacted

right before heeseung could say anything (especially about the part that had been redacted), you cough and move the book closer to him.

the page was a list of a few things you wanted to do and as heeseung took a few moments to skim through the list, he was utterly confused.

“what is this?”, well it was a list— obviously— but he didn’t understand the content and the things that you wanted to do.

it would have been easier to understand this bucket list presented to him if the things on the list were extreme like swimming with sharks or jumping from a plane— which even if that was the case, how could he have possibly helped? he hated water activities and he can’t afford to rent a plane for you—

however, the things on that list did not even match the extremes of what he had imagined a normal bucket list would contain.

“it’s a bucket list of things i want to try, duh”, you state the obvious earning an awkward chuckle from heeseung as a response.

“ah, i can see that”, he replies before coughing.

“you’ve never eaten ice cream at the park…?”, he asks curiously about one of the things in the list, thinking this bucket list of yours was some sort of joke.

what if she’s those weird people who come up with weird excuses to go out on dates?

he brushes these thoughts out of his head when you suddenly shut the book.

“it’s fine if you don’t want to help—”,you bitterly say, looking away in shame before trying to stuff your journal back into your bag.

“no, no— i mean, i’m just confused is all— why would you ask me? you don’t even know me? and all of these things seem doable on your own?”, he tries to defend himself only for it to come off as an interrogation which causes you to giggle.

“so, i guess you didn’t read the list properly huh”, you say before taking out the book again along with a stray pencil that you found tucked in one of the pockets of your bag, and you flipped back to the page you had just shown him.

heeseung bites his cheek as he observes what you were trying to do and you make a circle around one of the things on the list.

you presented it to him and he takes a moment to process it.

make a new friend to complete this list with

oh shoot, was all heeseung could think of at that moment. what will he get himself into?

heeseung didn’t know what to say at that moment so he chuckled awkwardly.

“i mean it’s okay if you don’t want to heeseung, i mean– it would’ve been nice but i guess i’ll just find someone else”, you say sadly, the look on your face mimicking one of defeat.

heeseung didn’t know what came over him but he felt guilty. he felt guilty not being able to help when all the things on the list were easy and doable.

so, with a heavy heart, and not much thought— for the first time in a while, heeseung did something courageous.

“when can we start?”

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hera.luv.notes: — heyya😵‍💫 so, i’ve made the exclusive decision to make T.B.L.C into a series bc i realized, it’s REALLY long. i hope you guys look forward to it and i’m so sorry for the mad delay😭 things have been hella hectic and i’ve only had time to read and reblog/like posts lately☹️ anyways, hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter! hehe please reblog + like if you did ❤️ hera loves u! take care!

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