Freak (p. Sh)

freak (p. sh)

pairing. sunghoon x female reader

genre. best friends brother AU, smut smut smut, M/F, one shot

warnings. horror film references, dom sunghoon, oral, sensory deprivation, degradation, choking, spitting, biting, rough unprotected sex. minors DNI.

wc. 4600

now playing. Freak//Doja Cat

“What’s your brother been up to? Haven’t seen him around lately.” 

Your best friend clicks her tongue from across the room, long hair flipping away from her shoulders as she snaps to glare at you. “Have you been looking?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Sitting up on her bed you return the glare, playfully of course.

“Can’t believe how obsessed you are with my brother.” She scoffs, returning to blend her blush. “You won’t believe it, but he got a summer job.”

“I’m not obsessed with him.” You sigh, flipping through one of the numerous Cosmopolitan issues she has collected. Flipping the corner of a page down with an article discussing exploring new kinks.

“Sunghoon wouldn’t even know what to do with you.” She says, detangling her hair to braid pigtails. “I’m convinced he’s never felt the touch of a woman in his life.”

“He’s harmless, don’t be so mean to him.” Casually scanning the article, you mentally disagree; even if Sunghoon’s more the quiet, stand-offish and observant type, your gut had a feeling he’d know exactly what to do with you. “Where’s he working?”

She snorts, turning to face you. “That’s the best part, little freak got a job at that horror museum downtown. I swear he jumped and kicked his ankles together mid-air when he got the call back.”

“Oh I bet, he loves horror movies.”

She pulls a disgusted face, shaking her head at you. “The way you can list off facts about my brother like some type of Wikipedia page needs to be studied.”

“Shut up.”

She winks, sticking out her tongue before returning to glamming herself up; shooting you a wink. “Freak.”

Summer moves slow without your usual daily excitement of catching sneaky glimpses of your crush.

It’s not like you’re obsessed or anything, it’s also not like you purposely aligned your class schedules to match your best friends for a reasonable excuse to study together for any reason other than working better with assistance. Has nothing to do with knowing she’d prefer to study at her house, where her brother conveniently always is; because as she mutters under her breath ‘he’s such a loser.’

Nothing at all to do with the fact that he was working on remodeling his car the last few months. Definitely not suggesting to study at the kitchen table to be able to admire Sunghoon coming inside covered in car oil and sweat, quietly chugging down water near the fridge while inconspicuously glancing in your direction. 

Plans of hanging around all summer to seduce your best friend’s brother seemed to be on pause now, unsure what your plan even is to begin with anyway. How hard could it be? If rumors have any truth then Sunghoon should be groveling at your feet for a chance.. not that he is, yet.

“Oh Hoon’s bringing the new Scream movie later.” Your friend interrupts your silent scheming, tapping at her phone. “Didn’t you want to watch that?”

“Huh? Oh..” checking the time you note it’s getting late. “Like, when?”

“He just left work,” she nods, locking her phone. “Stay over, we’ll have a horror movie slumber party like old times.”

“Is he gonna watch with us?” You ask, sinking lower against her headboard. She mocks a gagging sound, rolling her eyes. 

“Yes, probably.” Getting up she grabs extra clothes for you, motioning to her closet if you need anything else. “Gonna shower real quick if you want to head down and start up some snacks, I want popcorn.”

“Yeah, sounds good.”

Sunghoon works late, you think to yourself, peering through kitchen cabinets for snacks he could also want to munch on. Luckily, they are always stocked up with food for the weekends when their parents typically leave town to spend nights visiting other cities now that their kids are old enough to take care of themselves. They made sure to have all types of ramen, chips, candies and popcorn ordered before their weekly summer vacation. 

“Extra butter,” you mindlessly mumble, reaching higher up for a box of microwave popcorn.

“What are you doing here?” 

Sunghoon’s deep voice has you jumping, clutching at your chest and snapping around to grip onto the counter. Heart pounding fast as you look up to see him standing there with one eyebrow raised. 

“Oh my God when…” you sigh, fixing your hair quickly. “I didn’t hear you come in..”

Sunghoon smirks, reaching to grab a handful of chips from the tray of food you’ve set up. “Nice PJs.”

“They’re your sisters..” you mumble shyly, returning to reach for the extra butter popcorn.

“You staying over or something?” Sunghoon sounds bored, monotone even as he chomps down chips. Standing on your toes you swat at the top shelf, keeping yourself steady with one hand as your fingers graze the box of popcorn. 

His tongue clicks from behind you, striding up swiftly to reach over your head and grab the box easily. It’s a quick moment but his lower half presses flush to your backside long enough to feel the heat between his thighs mold between your buttcheeks. The cold from his chest meeting the warmth of your back simultaneously, groin heavy where it nestles between you. 

Taking a step back after a minute of swatting for the box, Sunghoon swallows and licks at his upper lip, setting the popcorn down near your arm. “That’s my popcorn.”

“Oh..” calming yourself, you take a deep breath, shifting to turn and press against the counter when you realize how close he still is. “Sorry, I was getting snacks to watch the movie..”

His eyebrows furrow in question, eyes lowering to scan over your figure, quick enough that if you blink you’d miss it. “You like Scream?”

“What? Of course I do, who doesn’t??”

Sunghoon shrugs, not bothering to move away more, outside chilly air still clinging to his body. “A lot of people don’t like horror films. Which ones your favorite?”

“Uhm..” he’s looking at you apprehensively, waiting to judge your answer. “Nothing tops the original.”

He nods, bottom lip jutting forward seemingly pleased. “Reviews have said this ones really good, I mean.. how many times can they reinvent a new ghost face killer?”

He steps back a bit, as if ready to turn around and drop the conversation, slowly turning to the side cocking an eyebrow at you. “Say.. what’s your favorite scary movie?”

“Like, of all time?” Twisting your legs together nervously you grip at the counter ledge behind you, he hums and nods for you to continue. “Uhm, I guess it’d have to be the original Halloween.” You shrug, noting his surprise. “..but as far as more recent goes, Midsommar is a masterpiece.”

Sunghoon laughs a bit, reaching inside his pocket to pull out a ghost face mask, finger gliding over the white plastic to avoid your gaze. “I preferred Hereditary personally but..”

Taking a step back he continues to nod. “Good choices.” He winks, leaving the kitchen with one plate of snacks in hand before you’re able to respond. The deep breath of air you let out near deflates you, rushing to the bathroom to look over yourself and check your breath before following after him.

“What’s taking so long!” Your friend calls out from the living room, startling you again as you scramble to fill a bowl with popcorn. 

“One second!” Rushing out with a bowl and drinks you come to a halt seeing your best friend spread out comfortably on the smaller couch leaving you left with no choice but to sit next to Sunghoon, his hooded gaze slowly lifts up, tucking his lips in to hide a smile.

“Uhm..”

“You don’t mind right? Need to stretch my legs so badly.” She pouts, blinking innocently and wiggling her feet under a blanket.

“Oh yeah..” gulping, you lower down to sit by her brother, clearing your throat as you settle back and attempt to get comfortable.

He’s changed out of his work clothes, white t-shirt baggy on his chest but fitted on his thick biceps, gray sweats draw your attention lower; fast to avert your gaze away when you catch a glimpse of an outline lifting the material up between his thighs.

“Press play.” Your friend mumbles, phone in hand immersed with her daily lurking, having to go through all of her boyfriend's socials to make sure he’s only up to good.

Sunghoon leans back further, easing into a more comfortable position with one arm resting on the couch behind you. The room is mostly dark aside from the TV light, illuminating his side profile and milky skin tone all the more, biting down on his lower lip as the movie begins, drawing you back to reality, realizing you’ve been staring for too long.

Eyes shift your way curiously, nodding to acknowledge you. “You a screamer?” He whispers, just enough for you to hear.

“What?” Surprised by his question, you pull up your legs onto the couch, Sunghoon using the chance to scoot closer to you and speak into your ear. 

“You scream when you’re scared?” He asks, a heavy husky tone shooting chills down your spine, eyes rolling off to the side.

“Uh, no, I don’t really get scared.”

“That’s too bad.” 

“Huh?” He straightens out, gaze fixated back on the TV ignoring your confusion. The first scene plays out, a blond woman on her phone staring down an alleyway.

“Ah, don’t go in there.” He smiles by your side, speaking softly only to you. “Has she never seen the Stab films?”

Half distracted by his commentary, you jump a bit as the volume rises and the actress on screen proceeds to get stabbed repeatedly by ghost face, shocking you enough to turn your face away and inadvertently hide in Sunghoon’s shoulder. He bounces under you, chuckling and leaning in closer to wrap an arm around your back. “What happened to not really getting scared?” 

“Caught me off guard..” 

“You have nothing to be scared of.” He smirks, pressing close enough to your ear for his lips to brush against your lobe. “I’ll protect you from the boogeyman.”

Sunghoon stays close to you throughout the duration of the film, adding little snarky remarks every time another character falls victim to the killer's plan. “Amateurs, you’d think this entire franchise wasn’t built around the premise of the scary movie cliches.”

Half focused on the movie, you adjust to rest more of your weight against his side, forehead nuzzling into the column of his throat, occasionally squealing and playing into a more helpless damsel in distress to earn extra squeezes around your arm. 

“What would you do if I wasn’t here to keep you safe huh?” He chides, peering toward his sister half asleep on the other couch. “Probably scream until your lungs burst.”

“I’m not a screamer..” you whisper, tilting your head to keep your chin held up on his broad shoulder. “Unless you want me to be.”

“Oh yeah?” He asks coyly, movie forgotten as he dips in to whisper near your mouth. “Want me to make you scream? You wanna play psycho killer with me?” The hidden connotation behind his words has your thighs shifting together, aching between with anticipation.

“Are you the killer?” You question, shifting to whisper into his ear. “Please don’t kill me, I wanna be in the sequel.”

Sunghoon leans into your ear, eyes skirting across to make sure his sister still hasn’t moved. “I’m gonna go use the bathroom.”

He gets up quickly, glancing at you over his shoulder in a way that implies more without saying anything. After waiting for a few minutes and sitting uncomfortably, squirming in place to appease the wet heat between your thighs; you move ever so gingerly as to not make a sound. The TV volume assists in masking your footsteps leading out into the hallway in search of the bathroom.

“Hoon?” You call out quietly, cursing under your breath at how dark it is, only a bit of moonlight breaking through from the small window at the end of the hall. The bathroom doors half open where you stop to peak inside. Creaking sounds with every step you take, reaching for the door handle to push it fully open. “Who’s there? Sungho—“

Large palms engulf your throat and mouth before you can scream, clasped across your face, a raspy breathy voice cooing against your ear to hush. “Don’t scream, it’s me.”

Without loosening his hold, he knocks against the backs of your knees to press you up against the nearest wall, sharp canines finding the shell of your ear to nibble at. “Don’t be too loud or you’ll wake her up.”

Releasing your neck, his thick fingers smooth down your chest, squeezing one of your breasts along the way, cleaned up nails trailing down to the front of your shorts. “Rule number 1- you should never ask ‘who’s there?’. Don’t you watch scary movies? It’s a deathwish.”

The lines familiar, said in a low toe curling tone meant to instill fear in you. Shoving past the elastic waistband keeping your shorts held up, he cups over your core, a rumbling pleased sound escaping his throat. “Were you planning this? Readying yourself to fuck your best friend’s brother?”

He smacks against your bare cunt, fingers sweeping between your folds as you jerk forward, groaning beneath his hand, jagged edges of his fingernails digging into your cheek. 

“I asked you something.” Pointed eye-teeth scrape along your jugular, licking at the small indentations left behind.

“Yes..”

Sunghoon chuckles darkly on your skin, his nose scrunching up against your cheek as fingers work to spread your arousal around, smearing the mess of wetness around your middle. “What a slut.”

“N-no!”

“Shh shh, not too loud now, don’t wanna ruin our fun.” Plump pink lips litter up and down your throat, his free hand lifting up to grip your chin and force your neck to twist more. “Wanna get fucked so bad don’t you?”

Dim lighting streaks across his heated hooded gaze, nodding your head for you as he dips lower to circle your entrance. Sunghoon’s touch isn’t gentle in the least, instantly slapping your cunt in rapid succession forcing your knees to lock together with a pained yelp, the sound of your wetness splashing against the collision adding more heat in your chest. Whimpering down embarrassed little moans the more he continues to land against your core, wet arousal even reaching far enough to make a mess of the wall your lower half arches against.

“Hoon.. f-fuck.”

“I said shut the fuck up.” He grits, other hand clasping over your mouth before you’re able to let out a shocked fear filled sound. Sunghoon pinches your clit between two digits, panting against your ear as he continues to babble nonsense. “Such a helpless victim, just begging to get caught. You like this, huh? A little fear, getting snatched up and fucked until you cry, groveling for mercy. Will you beg for it?”

He emphasizes by rolling against your bare backside, pajama shorts dropping down to your ankles leaving you exposed to be used and taken advantage of, the idea of Sunghoon hiding in dark corners waiting for you to pass by with a head full of air, drag you by your limbs into a closet and ruin you sets your stomach on fire. Jerking back and forth, you work against his fingers pinching and rolling your clit deliciously, each press of calloused finger pads nudging against a different bundle of nerves. The sensations shooting down to your toes lifting off the floor causing you to squirm back into his hardened length even more.

“What a nasty little whore,” he growls, restricting your head to the side with an unrelenting hold on your mouth, teeth finding a lifted pulsating vein easily due to your excitement. “What would my sister say? Knowing what a slut her best friend is, always hanging out here batting your big puppy eyes at me. Squishing your tits together like I won’t notice.”

Sunghoon laughs against your throat, fingers gliding down between your labia folds to circle your entrance. The amount of wetness pouring out slipping his digits through a mess dribbling down your inner thighs. “Fuck, so wet for me, you want this so bad don’t you? Always coming out to the garage to bother me, bending over the hood of my car asking stupid questions just to show off your fat little ass. Been dreaming about this haven’t you?”

Each filthy incriminating thing he says has your eyes rolling back, neck arched into an awkward stretch the more he keeps you held in place to lick and suck at hot bits of flesh lining your throat, leaving marks behind with every sink of his teeth. The sharp points burn as they bury in hard enough to create indentations, hissing behind the suffocating palm keeping your screams trapped.

Twisting your neck again, his palm falls to your neck tightening around as his lips hungrily devour your parted open pout, tonguing his way in easily. Each gasp you struggle to get out swallowed down by his domineering lips easily taking full control of the kiss with more of a choking squeeze around your neck. “Keep your pretty mouth open for me.”

Two fingers tease at your hole as he presses the back of your head to his shoulder more, the position leaving you vulnerable at his will, mouth dropped open gazing up at him with glossy eyes. Sunghoon’s lips purse together over yours, tongue swishing around collecting a wad of saliva, the first glimpse of shiny clear spit exiting his lips has you choking for air even more. Already struggling to breathe as he slowly spills drool onto your tongue, fingers pushing past the resistance of your tight hole as his spit collects at the back of your throat with yours urging you to gurgle and cough for air.

“Fucking disgusting, such a pretty little thing, nasty cock whore.” He grunts, biting your bottom lip roughly, teeth knocking into yours. “Swallow.”

Patting the middle of your throat, he sneers sadistically, enjoying the first batch of fat tears rolling down your cheeks. Fingers thrusting in and out of you without falter, the width of his palm colliding with your clit the more he works to stretch you out around his digits. Not that it matters much, he could care less if you cry because it hurts.

Sunghoon waits for your throat to bob under his palm, sliding out of you and blurring over your clit with more strength, muscles pronounced with each motion even in the dark. He sinks down leaving you to rest your face on the wall, using the opportune moment to compose yourself and fill your lungs. Sniffling away the tears now making their way past your chin, ending their journey down to your breasts. 

“Remember what I said.” Sunghoon’s palms land heavy on your ass, a string of curses following under his breath. Long fingers knead and squeeze, pulling your cheeks apart to fully expose both of your holes. “Don’t wanna get caught..”

He dips in keeping you held open, the tip of his nose grazing between the crevice of your ass, lips dragging across your rim. “Or do you?”

The cry you let out disappears into the wall, lifting a hand to bite down on as your other supports you from melting down to your knees. Sunghoon’s ears clog up with muddled heat, his sole focus turning to your holes winking at him enticingly, each one barely opening even as his tongue swipes between both nastily. He murmurs below you, shaking the meat of your ass against his face to further drown in your aroused scent. The warmth radiating from between your thighs dizzying him to a brainless empty-headed mess. 

“Hoon..” 

He swipes up and down repeatedly, wetness covering him forehead to chin the more he teases and flicks at your holes. Muffling your own moans, you twist to watch his face of pure ecstasy, half lost between your ass as he pushes in to curl his tongue through the tight ring of your rim. Everything about it sets your back rigged, from his long black eyelashes laid out on his high cheekbones, to the pleasured wrinkle that’s formed between his perfect eyebrows. Raspy groans accompany the slide of his tongue, endlessly digging his strong hands into your asscheeks, firm enough for it to sting.

Sunghoon blinks up meeting your gaze, unhinging his jaw more to swoop past the skin separating your core and rim. Tongue tickling at your slick hole without breaking his focus on your heated face. He finally laps at your entrance akin to a dehydrated animal, slurping the slop of wetness out of your hole with his lips latched around you.

“Oh fuck.” You croon, biting down harder on the inside of your fingers. Cheeks streaked with overwhelmed tears by now, shoving your butt back against his nose to ride each clean sweep of his tongue collecting your wet desire.

Sunghoon shoves in, the thick wet of his tongue combining with the slick coating your walls adding an extra slip for him to push all the way in; out of breath the more you rock down burying his nose into your rim. All of it downright disgusting. The thought of being too loud and getting caught has you rolling down faster, fucking his tongue in and out of your hole in chase of relief. 

Seeming to catch on, he slaps your hips, gripping mounds of meat roughly to jiggle and urge you to set your weight down on his face. Skin gone near completely red, Sunghoon gazes up at you with blazed out eyes, a vein rippling down the center of his forehead the more he struggles to breathe. All of it sends you over the edge right as his biceps wrap around your thighs and he pulls away to spit at your hole. The sick trickle of it has you jerking, eyes rolling up and slapping the wall as a flash of blank minded heat washes down from your skull to your toes.

Sunghoon gasps under the drench of arousal spouting from your cunt, pinching nerves throbbing at the sides of his forehead quickly relieved to receive oxygen again. The thought of dying between your thighs with a happy smile on his face amusing him. 

Moving back up to stand, he loops your waist with one arm, using the other to free his engorged girth from the confines of his boxers, shoving them down past his balls with the waistband of his sweats.  

Sunghoon’s fast to stroke himself, pinching at the head of his length to calm his need to cum already; the tight suction of your cunt around his tongue had him ready to soil himself, cock jumping between his thighs with each trickle of your wetness gliding down his throat. He squeezes at the base for a minute or two, smacking the meat of his length down on just below the dip where your lower back meets your ass. “Want it?”

The sound of his cock slapping heavily on you has your already quivering thighs crashing together, ready to lose your balance on your weak ankles if not for his muscular grip around your torso.

“H-hoon please,” you try to whine louder than you should, gagging as his hand returns to circle your throat again. Sunghoon uses more power to drag your neck back, forcing your ass to jut out more leaving your thighs parted and easy to access. 

“Too fucking loud.” He grits, kissing the sweat off your forehead, cock grazing between your thighs. “Where do you need it?”

“I-inside…inside me, please, Hoon please..”

A growl rumbles off his sturdy chest, licking down your cheek to bite at your jawline, Sunghoon releases your throat only to cover your mouth again. The scream that rips from your chest goes mute under his grasp, thrusting forward with one meticulous thrust until the entirety of his girth manages to stretch past your convulsing heat. “Fuck.” He growls, the bite he holds on your jaw chattering, having to shake away his own need to shout. “Fuckfuckfuck.”

Shutting his eyes, he sighs, hand staying clamped to your lips tightly as he savors your walls gripped around him. The heat of your cunt wrapping him in a dripping wet cocoon of raging heat, each contraction around him drawing the veins lining his size to throb painfully. “So..”

Sunghoon grunts, nipping at your chin, hips pulling back a few inches just to fuck back into you. “Fucking..”

He pants, repeating the movement, pistoning into your backside with a sudden urgency. “Good..”

Already feeling too close to release he’s merciless from the start, fucking into you fast, bouncing your weight against him hard enough to have you jumping up on your toes similarly to a rag doll being tossed around. Sunghoon groans, tucking his bottom lip in a fierce bite to control the volume of his grunts. Cock slamming in rapidly, each virgous snap of his hips more rough than the last.

“You fucking like that?” He rasps, fully pressing your front to the wall to keep you held up. Grinding against the perky top of your ass folding over onto your lower back. The lewd visual of your body altering due to the aggressive nature he fucks you in only seizes his balls up, heavy as they meet your clit with each clap of his pelvic bone digging into your backside. 

Sunghoon doesn’t wait for your answer, knows the pathetic screams lost beneath his hand are enough. The thick creamy gloss coating his length with every draw back more than enough to know how much you love it. The deep arch you stay in, the way your pussy sucks him in more and more with each thrust.

“Fuck, good.” He mutters, hissing between his teeth, his free hand grappling your arms behind your back to handcuff your wrists together. The new position allowing him more control to fuck you like nothing but a whore, just a dirty cockslut desperate to take dick and catch a fat nut.

“Cum for me one more time.” He says between gritted teeth, sloppily nipping your earlobe between rapid skin-clapping thrusts. “Fucking cum.” 

Sunghoon’s throat cracks to not scream, his vocal cords raw from trying to suppress his own need to cry out, face dropping to your shoulder to bite into any exposed flesh as you writhe against him, pussy sucked around his length to an almost painful point. The wetness fucked out of you with each jerky last thrust he gives drenching his balls, smearing between his thighs in such a disgusting vile way.

He can’t help but to fully bite the juncture between your neck and shoulder. A bitter metallic taste mixes  with his saliva as he pumps you full of release, his hand only going lax on your mouth the more he empties inside of you and falls weak. Orgasm fully absorbing his strength for a moment as he licks at the accidentally inflicted wound struggling to regain his barings. 

The whiny whimper you let out has his eyes fluttering open, nodding against your nape before taking a deep breath and slowly freeing himself from your warmth.

“Shh,” Sunghoon’s lips drag against the side of your face panting to catch his breath. Squatting down he picks up your bottoms and tugs them back up over your hips. Turning you around to face him, he cleans up the tear tracks left behind on your cheeks, leaving two soft kisses on each. “You good?”

He smiles, keeping you held up straight with a hold around your waist. “I’m good..”

Sunghoon laughs under his breath, leading you down the hall toward the living room. “You’re kind of..” he pauses, peeking into the room at his sister still sound asleep, the movie credits now rolling.

“Kind of what?”

“A freak...” He grins, patting your butt, eyebrows directing you back to the couch. “Like me.”

he’s so SILLY hhehehHEHDJEHDHEN

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series ⭑.ᐟ [ kinktober masterlist ] content warning ⭑.ᐟ smut! minors dni!, crush!seunghan, fem!reader, alcohol mentions, both are slightly intoxicated, dry humping, edging, begging, oral (f.), overstimulation. word count⭑.ᐟ 2.6k+

✩🎧⭑.ᐟ [ i feel like i'm drowning — two feet ]

you tried your best to pace yourself for tonight, not wanting to look like a mess in front of your crush, seunghan.

it was a once in a lifetime opportunity to sit next to him like this, glancing to your right every other minute. you were being too obvious to everyone around you but you knew seunghan would have no idea— at least that’s what you wanted to think.

”do i have something on my face?” you flinched when you felt his breath fanning over your neck, shuddering as his voice sent pleasurable shivers down your spine. there was a hint of amusement in his voice, along with a very clear flirty tone that you were used to hearing.

you stared at him with wide eyes, mesmerized by the cat-like smile he had on his lips. seunghan was feeling mischievous and he knows it wasn’t from the alcohol but from how adorable you looked.

you felt yourself freeze when he leaned in to whisper against your ear once again, “just tell me if you want to get out of here and i’ll help you out.” you bit your lip, unholy thoughts swirling around your pretty little head with only two shots of vodka in your system.

what does he mean by that?

”nothing much, just a genuine offer.” you blinked at him, watching as the smile on his face grew. you just spoke out your thoughts— great.

you were lost in your own world, staring at his side profile as he continued to join the group’s conversation. you guessed it was entertaining enough, seeing how seunghan would laugh and cover his mouth with the shot glass whenever he’d drink.

you didn’t plan on being this obvious but you couldn’t help it, hong seunghan was right next to you and you’d take every opportunity to ogle at him if you were given the chance and this was the chance.

seunghan glanced at you, a small smirk forming on his lips. he downed a shot of vodka before turning towards you, “do you like me too?”

”what?”

seunghan chuckles, his cheeks turning red for the first time that evening. he managed to keep a straight face even while he was drinking so you wondered what the blush on his cheeks meant as he stared at you with crescent eyes.

before you could say anything, your friends had suggested using the karaoke machine downstairs. you blinked, glancing at seunghan before making a decision. he seems to have caught on, shooting you a small wink before turning his head to the side.

”i’ll stay behind with y/n, i’m feeling kinda tired tonight.” your mutual friends didn’t seem to suspect a thing, all of them leaving the two of you behind to boot up the karaoke machine. it didn’t take long until you started hearing their loud voices through the speakers, chuckling in disbelief.

seunghan stared at you, tuning out the loud and obnoxious singing from below to take a proper look at you. he thought you looked adorable— your cheeks were slightly flushed along with a light shade of red on your lips that was beginning to wear off.

”are you drunk, y/n?” he asked softly, brushing hair away from your face. his breath was fanning over your flushed skin, a heavy whiff of alcohol even as he spoke. there was a silence that followed afterwards, his words earlier ringing in your ears. you had a lot you wanted to say but the words refused to come out of your mouth.

there was a building tension that you couldn’t quite explain, your breathing was slowly starting to get heavy as he inched closer. you sighed against his lips, almost grazing against yours. you could tell he was holding back, his hand on the side of your head trembling miserably.

”will you push me away if i was?” you asked breathlessly, glancing up to look him in the eyes. seunghan’s breath hitched in his throat, pupils dilating as he met your eyes from up close.

“y/n, curse at me all you want later; i need to get a taste.”

seunghan pulled you close, your lips finally touching in a slow but passionate kiss filled with unspoken desires. he led the pace, tilting his head to the side as he moved slowly. your head was spinning, brows furrowed at the exchange. you held on his shirt tightly, also pulling him closer in a desperate attempt to deepen the kiss even more. the bitter alcohol tasted sweet against his lips, finding yourself more and more intoxicated by his taste.

”y/n,” seunghan sighed out, breaking the kiss abruptly. he saw how flushed your cheeks were, staring back at him with hooded eyes, lips swollen and red from the heated exchange. you looked like you were asking for more of him, and seunghan knew he couldn’t say no to that.

”fuck, come here.” you readily wrapped your arms around his neck, straddling his lap as he kissed you once more. seunghan had his hand on the back of your neck, pressing your head down to deepen the kiss. he swiped his tongue against your bottom lip before biting down on it, eagerly asking for more.

you let out a soft whimper, parting your lips open. he smiled against your lips before pushing his tongue inside, swirling it around while his hands roamed by your rear. you felt weak in his arms, body relaxing against his touch.

”seunghan,” you whispered, pulling away from the kiss to pant softly. he looked dazed, his cheeks an adorable shade of red. he hummed softly, the corners of his lips curling up into a smile. you chuckled, finding it adorable how docile he looked from above.

”can we keep going?” seunghan’s eyes were shaking at your meek question, his cool demeanor from earlier was now replaced with heat and yearning.

”you’re drunk, y/n,” he whispered frantically, voice quivering as he spoke as if he was reminding himself, “are you sure—”

”i’m sure,” you gripped his shoulder, staring into his eyes. your mind had never been clearer than right now, eager to explore more of this feeling with seunghan. “please,” you spoke softly.

seunghan nodded slowly, breath hitching in his throat. he mumbled curses under his breath as he pulled you up against his throbbing bulge. you let out a small whine when you felt him underneath you, thighs already burning up at the uncomfortable position.

”let’s stay like this for a while,” seunghan mumbled against your shoulder, shuddering at your warmth. he was doing this more for himself than for you, not wanting to lose control and treat you too roughly when he knew you were both still intoxicated.

you bit your lip, gently rocking your hips against his bulge. you heard his soft groans, letting him bury his face against your chest as you continued to move. it was a pleasurable sensation, your brows furrowing every time you grind your hips, pushing you closer to the edge.

with a small grunt, seunghan gripped your hips tightly, almost digging his nails through your shirt and into your skin from how tightly he was holding you. he could feel your scent and warmth all over his body, filling his senses up until all he could ever think about was having you right here and now, self-control hanging by a thin thread. you stared at him in confusion, halting your movements.

“seunghan? what is it?”

he panted softly, his heart pounding through his ears. “footsteps,” he whispered, voice strained as he held himself back. you shuddered, listening closely to your surroundings. the rooms were above the floor you two were in, leaving you vulnerable for people to walk-in on.

though that didn’t mean you wanted to stop; if anything, that made you more desperate for release. you stopped paying attention to your surroundings, leaning in to press your body closer to his. seunghan leaned back against the couch, panting softly at the proximity.

”are we good now?” you asked, sounding whinier than earlier. he chuckled softly, giving you a soft nod before loosening up his grip on your hips.

you eagerly began to grind against his bulge once again, feeling it grow underneath you. “fuck,” you whimpered, shuddering when it rubbed against your clit at a certain angle. you kept rocking your hips in a desperate attempt to recreate the sensation, breathing shakily as your body tensed up.

seunghan was more than happy to watch you come apart on top of him without having to do anything and just sitting back. he found it adorable— your little whines and your hips stuttering whenever you’d find something pleasurable. he was absorbing each and every reaction, wanting to make sure he’d draw them out of you in the future.

your movements were starting to become more desperate, the frown on your forehead getting deeper as you unapologetically chased after your high. seunghan wanted to help you out, truly, if only it wasn’t for the chattering and footsteps he heard by the stairs.

he raised your hips up this time around, eliciting a desperate cry from you. seunghan pressed his lips on yours to keep your voice down, effectively distracting you from having your orgasm taken away from you a few seconds earlier.

when seunghan pulled away, you stared at him with half-lidded eyes, panting softly. “no more stopping, please,” you whined.

seunghan chuckled softly, finding the desperate look on your face adorable. he rubbed your cheek fondly, nodding at your request. he lifted you up to place you on the couch, quickly going down in between your legs. you shuddered when you met eyes with him, his face slowly inching closer to your heat.

he pushed your skirt up, glancing down to take in the wetness staining your white panties. he let out a small groan, brows furrowing at the sweet scent emanating from your heat.

”keep your eyes on me, y/n,” seunghan spoke softly, staring intently at you as he placed kisses against your clothed folds. your thighs trembled at the ticklish sensation, body flushing up when you felt his hot breath fanning over your sensitive core.

you sighed softly, biting on your bottom lip when seunghan pushed your panties to the side. he ran a finger up and down your slit, playing with your leaking arousal. you shuddered, hips jerking up once his finger grazed against your sensitive clit. seunghan glanced down to take in all the mess you were making because of him, breath hitching in his throat.

your chest was heaving, desperate for him to touch you properly— the lack of stimulation was driving you insane, walls twitching desperately for attention.

”seunghan,” you whined, reaching a hand down to spread your folds apart even further, exposing your hooded clit, throbbing and red. seunghan gasped at the sight, licking his lip as he glanced up at you.

”my bad, i didn’t know you needed me so badly,” he whispered, pressing his mouth against your clit. you cried out at the sensation, hand now tugging at his hair as he lapped his tongue over your slit, swirling the tip of his tongue over your sensitive nub.

you were breathing shakily, trembling at the teasing he was doing to you. “s-seunghan,” you breathed out, making him look up to meet your eyes. he had his mouth latched on your clit, flicking his tongue against the swollen bundle of nerves. you let out soft whimpers, muscles tensing up as your orgasm began to build up.

seunghan pulled away, panting heavily as he kept your thighs held apart. you were crying out, thrashing around from how close you were just a few seconds ago. your words were incomprehensible but seunghan could guess what you were trying to say, gently cooing at you as he caressed your thighs.

you knew he wasn’t doing this on purpose, also hearing the shuffling and chatter from the stairs, but getting edged for the past thirty minutes was starting to drain you.

”seunghan. seunghan, hurry— i promise i’ll be quiet,” you whined, jerking your hips up against his face. seunghan chuckled softly, pressing wet kisses on your inner thigh.

”promise, baby?” his voice sounded deeper than usual, laced with hunger and lust. you nodded quickly, whining as you begged for more. “let me hear you properly, y/n.”

you whimpered, craning your head up to meet his eyes, “please, hani. i need to cum so bad. i’ll be so good to you, please.” you panted heavily, body trembling under his touch.

seunghan smiled at you, nodding once before lapping his tongue over your heat, prompting you to tremble and squeak out small cries. once he was satisfied, seunghan wrapped his mouth around your clit once again, coating his fingers with your dripping slick. he let out a soft groan at how wet you were, sinking his fingers deep inside your warm walls.

seunghan had a small frown, eyes closed as he savored your taste, using his free hand to push your thigh open. you tried to be mindful of your voice, not wanting to alert your friends to your little affair— not when you haven’t had your orgasm yet, at least.

your whimpers aside, you could hear wet noises echoing in the open area as seunghan thrusted his fingers in and out of you, curling it up just right to draw out more of your pretty moans. he was confident he knew your body inside and out by now, playing with your sensitive spots like it was nothing.

you arched your back, muscles tensing up as you felt your orgasm building up once again. “please, please— oh god, seunghan, please!” you cried out desperately, gripping on his hair tightly. you held his head close to your heat, not allowing him to pull away even as a joke.

seunghan’s eyes flicked up, taking in your flushed and ruined state, chest heaving as you roll your hips against his face. he doubled his efforts, hitting your sweet spot as he licked and sucked on your clit, drawing out more cries from your swollen lips.

it didn’t take long before your orgasm washed over you, hitting you like turbulent waves. seunghan smiled a little, satisfied to see your blissful expression. “that’s it, baby. don’t worry and let it all go, yeah?” he whispered softly, fingers still thrusting inside and pressing on your sweet spots, causing you to cry out even louder.

”shh, you promised, remember?” seunghan warned, pressing a kiss on your thigh as he watched you writhe around under his touch. you couldn’t form a single sentence, crying out incoherently as he overstimulated you.

you began to squirt out small amounts of hot liquid and seunghan found that fascinating, licking his lips as he leaned down, teasing the area around your clit. you moaned his name, hands trembling as you gripped on his hair.

“i’m still sensitive— fuck!”

seunghan had a devilish smile on his face, watching you come apart once more under his touch. your body tensed up and relaxed continuously, spasming as you came over and over. you held his hand weakly, strength leaving your body the bigger the mess you made underneath you.

he pulled his fingers out, trailing soft kisses all over your sensitive core. your ears were ringing at this point, breathing heavily as you come down from your high. seunghan propped himself up, kneeling up properly to press kisses on your neck. you shivered at the contact, your entire body feeling like a sensitive puddle.

”how was that? did i make up for everything?” he cooed, kissing your jaw. you let out a soft sigh, placing your hands on his shoulder as he wrapped an arm around your waist, pressing you closer to his body.

”can you take more, y/n?” seunghan asked breathily, a hint of desperation in his voice. you turned your head to look at him, chuckling softly.

”can we do it somewhere more secluded so people can’t bother us anymore?”

you’re a creep

pairing: sub fem!reader x dom! Jake

synopsis: you moved into a new neighborhood closer to work. Jake was already living next door, fascinated by you and everything you do. He was always looking out for you, like the puppy dog he was. One day your plumbing wasn’t working and being the good neighbor he was, he let you stay over a bit till your apartment was up and running again.

genre (w/tags): smut, minors dni, peeping, stalking, breeding kink, shower sex

Word count: 1465

“Nah dude that’s weird. You’re a creep” Jay tells Jake. The two were at the laundromat the same time as you but Jay was minding his business. Jake couldn’t take his eyes off of you. The way you would bend over to put your clothes in the dryer. The way you were sorting all of your clothes by color. He loved how responsible you were. It peeked his interest. He’d do the same. Jay would try to set him straight but Jake didn’t care. He was in love. He wanted the chance to treat you right. To show you he was capable of being the man of your dreams. Better than the men you’ve been with. Providing for you, fucking you good and giving you babies to care of. He wanted to do that for you.

Jake was a few rows behind you but watched you closely. Jay was too busy on his phone.

“She’s into me man. I know it” Jake is determined. Jay decides to take off

“I’ll see you later” He leaves. Jake still tending to his laundry. He finishes up his load just as you were.

“Oh hey neighbor!” Jake greets. You had your basket filled with your delicates. You struggled a bit but Jake grabbed them for you. He takes a deep inhale as he grips the basket. Even though they’re wash, it still reminds him of you. You don’t even realize.

“Thank you. You’re always too nice to me” you point out. He giggles with a burning red smile. You got a text from your landlord.

“Damn my water is off again. They’ve having trouble with my plumbing for a while I’m not sure why. They’re turning off the water this time. “ You were so upset. It was the weekend and weren’t able to shower. “Maybe I can go to a spa or the gym and shower” you suggest.

“You can come by my place. My water is working fine” he recommends. “Really? Thank you so much! It’ll be quick” you give him a hug around his neck. He hugs you back, one hand holding your basket and the other on your lower back. He snickered behind your back, excited his plan worked. He had a feeling that since they were doing construction up stairs, he could mess with your waterline to make you come to his place. He didn’t know if it would work for sure but success fills him with excitement. You pull away and he walks you back to your apartment.

“Let me get some things and I’ll be over soon.” You take your basket from him and he heads inside his place, waiting for your arrival. Just the thought of you wet and naked in his shower gave him knots in his stomach. He was getting hard at just the thought. He bites his lower lip and caresses his tip through his track pants. A knock on the door, brings him back to reality.

“Thanks again!” You come in and his place to well kept and fairly organized. Surprising for a guy honestly but you liked his set up. He leads you to the bathroom, grabbing an extra towel for you too.

“Let me know if you need anything”

He shuts the door but not all the way. He wants to be able to sneak in to catch a glimpse of you. The water starts running, he hears your clothes drop to the ground, shower door opening. He open the cracked door to see you inside, facing the other direction. Your ass in full view, your back starting to get wet. He feels himself getting harder at the sight of it all. His imagination running wild.

“Come join me” he’s picturing you say. He would drop all of his clothes in a heartbeat for you. Getting all sudsy and wet together would be such a dream. Before he knew it, you were wrapping up, the water shutting off. He slips back out of the door and finds that he’s rock hard in his track pants. Jake curses to himself, fleeing to the kitchen. If only he could get her to shower again.

“Thanks again I really needed it” you thank one more time. He instinctively opens his soda bottle, causing it to explode on the both of you.

“Damn a waste of a shower.” You complain. Jake takes off his shirt, exposing his skin. “I’m sorry about that. Let me get you one of my shirts” he offers. His abs smiling bright your way. You thought he was enticing as well, also spotting the monster in his pants. Who could hide that? A dry spell had been hitting you hard and maybe someone new is all you need.

“It’s not too bad. Do you have any plans for the rest of the day? Maybe we can watch a movie” you imply still watching him as he goes to change his shirt.

“No plans. I’m down.” He hands you his shirt. After putting his shirt on, he leads you two into the living room. After taking a seat next to him, he accidentally rests his hand on your thigh. You keep his hand there and his eyes widen in excitement. He couldn’t tell if he was fantasizing. You lunged forward to press against his chest. He holds by your hips, caught off guard. You make the first move and give his ear a small bite. His pupils dilate also taking a deep breath, it was very real.

“We don’t have to watch the movie” you hint, pressing your chest against his. He initiates locking lips with yours, sucking on your bottom lip, hungry for you. He attacks you with kisses all over your body, quickly taking off your shirt. He licks against your sticky skin. giving him an idea. Jake wraps your legs around him, picking you up, taking you into the bathroom. He gently sets you down on the counter. Jake starts taking off his clothes while you do the same of whatever is left. He turns you around to face the mirror. His erect cock, already dripping pre cum from before is ready. He roughly enters you from behind. You holler at his penetration, alarmed at how big he was. He felt so good though, you couldn’t help but feel each thrust to your cunt. He made eye contact with in the mirror, taking you in at every angle.

“You’re so perfect. I love it” he calls out. He places his hand under your chin, pulling you back for kisses. He releases you for the moment to turn on the shower. If he was going to have you, he wanted it to match his dreams. The stream filled the bathroom, but you felt his hands guide you. Jake places you both under the shower, drowning you in smooches. His tongue licking every last bit of yours. His hands exploring your body, indecisive on where to grab you. You felt his smooth skin and ran your hands through his hair with small tugs. Jake turns you back around for reentry. This time he takes his time like the shower calmed his nerves. He holds your tummy for your support. His toned arms, staying strong as he strokes you from behind. You felt your legs going weak but he held you tight, making sure you weren’t going anywhere. Gaining speed, he wraps his arms around you even tighter.

“Let me take care of you baby. I’ll treat you right.” He offers as he kisses your back.

“I’ll do anything for you.” He continues. You, dominated with pleasure, just agree with a nod. Seeing you agree turns him on more.

He moans, hitting your gut even harder. You gasp, feeling the sharpness of his cock not letting up.

“I’m gonna mark you and fill you up with my cum” Jake admits, holding on to you like his life depends on it.

“You’re gonna take it all too” he demands. His cock twitches in inside you, making you cum all over him.

“Ooh yes baby I feel you. I love it. Take it. ” he praises. His momentum becomes the strongest it’s been. Jake even grabs your neck from behind. You lightly suffocate, cuming again from aggression. He whimpers with his last few pumps in you . He cums in you, filling you up like he promised. You fall to your knees as he lets go. The water, now cold, is still pouring over the both of you. He turns back up the heat.

“I guess we should take a real shower now.” He says while helping you back to your feet. He helps you get clean and grabs another towel for you. As he opens the cabinet, you see the plumbing tools he used. Did he? Nah ..

guys who’s thinking what i’m thinking.