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Each other’s emotional support

Changkyun x reader smut 

Best friends to possible lovers

Genre: smut and a little fluff

Summary: Changkyun is your best friend, so it's normal to want to support him in any way you can when he's going through rough times.

A/N: it’s the first smut I’m posting, so idk if it’s good enough or if I’ll write more

I put a ‘keep reading’ before the smut part

Word count:958

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"What is going on inside that beautiful and complicated mind of yours?" I whispered, placing my palms on his soft cheeks. He let out a sigh, his eyes closing, as he rested his head on my shoulder.

"Sometimes, even I don't know," he trailed off, a tear running down his face. I pouted at the sight, pulling him into a bear hug, his arms reluctantly wrapping around my waist. I ran my hands through his soft hair, rocking him side to side, as he kept crying.

“Let it all out, baby”, I whispered and pulled him even closer and he buried his head in the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent. He tried to move backwards, mumbling a small ‘my back hurts’ and rested against the headboard. I reached over to grab a tissue box that was on his nightstand and wiped his tears, before throwing the tissue in the bin.

I turned to him and he patted his thighs, motioning for me to sit. Not caring if it’s appropriate for friends to do so, I didn’t give it a second thought, before doing it, his arms pulling me closer, once again. I pulled away to look at him, the vulnerable and broken expression on his face, breaking my heart.

He titled his head to the side and I mimicked him, our faces inches apart, as we stared deep into each other’s eyes, communicating through them. Without realizing, we leaned in, our lips softly connecting and lazily moving against each other’s, soft sighs coming from the both of us.

We were best friends, but that never even crossed our minds, as we only cared about making each other feel better. We both have been through really tough times and we just wanted to be each other’s emotional support and maybe something more.

I sat up higher, connecting my hips with his and he let out a groan, hearing my breath hitch. “Baby, move, please,” He whispered and I obligated, moving my hips at a slow pace, torturing the both of us. He sucked on my lip, biting it, making me gasp and he took this as an opportunity to slip his tongue in my mouth, to dance with mine.

We disconnected our lips, our gazes meeting, as if we asked for permission to continue. When we were sure, we took our shirts off and he threw his head back at the sight of my bare chest.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, baby,” He moaned and peppered my neck with small kisses, his hands slowly slithering up my torso, careful touching my chest. His fingers teasing my nipples, as shivers went down my spine, making my grind harder on him, a certain roll making him stop his assault on my neck to let out a loud groan.

It was my turn to search for his sweet spot on his neck and as soon as I found it I started to suck on it, feeling the vibrations from his moans. He lowered his pants and I got the hint, removing my own completely doing the same to his. I sat on him again, the feeling even more intense, my crotch leaving a wet spot on his boxers.

“Please, baby, I need you so much,” he submissively let out and I shivered at his tone. I moved my panties to the side, as he lowered his boxers and reached for a condom. I slowly placed it on him, giving him a small peck, before lining him up with my entrance. I slowly lowered myself on him, finally feeling him in me. We both threw our head back, enjoying the moment, his hands rubbing my thighs.

After I bottomed out, I hid my head in his neck, panting from the euphoric feeling. I adjusted to his size, I started moving up and down, my breasts following my movements, Changkyun’s eyes never leaving them, as he was in a trance.

“You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever see, you feel amazing around me, baby,” he complimented me, making me whine and blush under his lust filled stare. I sped up my hips, Changkyun’s hand soflty touching my clit, making my back arch against his touch and he smirked at his effect on me.

“I’m already so fucking close, Kyun,” I moaned and I felt him twitch inside me. I purposely clenched my walls and he yelped at the feeling, his cock twitching uncontrollably.

“I’m cumming, my love,” he groaned and I lost it at the nickname, moaning his name as loud as I could, clenching around him, making him soon cum too. We rode out our highs, before slowly stilling our hips, panting in each other’s ears. I got off of him, laying next to him, as he threw the condom away before pulling me into his arms.

We soon fell asleep peacefully, waking up hours later, next to each other’s naked and hickey filled body. He took my hand, softly kissing it, staring deep into my eyes, his gaze making me blush, as it was full of love.

“You’re so special to me, (y/n), please tell me this won’t change anything,” he hopefully let out and I giggled.

“You’re the most important person to me, I would never let anything change us or whatever we have,” and seeing a certain expression form on his face, I quickly added, “there is no need to label anything yet, if you don’t feel ready, we can discuss it later, you know that  nothing is gonna keep us apart,”.

He softly nodded, a content smile on his face as he pulled me closer again, mumbling an ‘I love you’ in my ear and giving me a kiss after hearing the ‘I love you too’ coming from me.

Jooheon x Changkyun x (fem)reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: oral (m receiving), male x male, male x female

Word count: 242

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Changkyun’s whimpers were like music to your ears, as you worked up and down his shaft faster.

"That's right, baby, do you enjoy her mouth on your cock? Hmm?" Jooheons raspy voice was heard but Changkyun only whimpered in response. You raised your head, Changkyun’s cock slowly slipping out of your mouth and he groaned at the sight.

"Is it my turn?" Jooheon asked and moved between Changkyun’s legs, wrapping his fingers softly around his cock and moving his hand up and down. Changkyun’s hands were tied to the headboard but he kept squirming trying to touch you. Jooheon’s eyes were wide open and locked on the sight infront of him as he bopped up and down, swallowing around Changkyun’s length.

"Ahh, I'm about to-" Changkyun managed to let out and you quickly untied his right hand and moved next to Jooheon, Changkyun’s hand lowering to his cock and he jerked himself off a few times painting both of your faces with his warm cum, letting out soft moans of pleasure.

Jooheon wiped the cum from your face, sticking his finger into his mouth, sucking it clean and you followed his lead, doing the same. Changkyun sighed as you both laid on each side of him.

"I love you both so much" he shyly let out, hoping both of you were asleep. "We love you too" Jooheon replied and you nodded snuggling closer.

These boys are gonna be the death of you.

changkyun changkyun changkyun 🔥🔥🥴🥴

MDNI - Changkyun (I.M)

female!reader

tags: @sanspuppet (THANKS FOR REQUESTINGGG)

Changkyun who loves when you cheer him on the crowd, no one aware that you're his and he is yours. He loves that these people do not know of the things he does to you when you two are alone.

Changkyun who loves when you ask to ride his nose during sex, he'd giggle along the way. He'd lay on his back, you'd be straddling his lap, face buried in his chest as his cock thrusts up into you. The squelching from you both echoed throughout the room. He wouldn't care if he disturbed his fellow members.

Changkyun who loves to flaunt you in front of your members, if you're wearing a skirt, he will quickly flip the back of it up, especially in front of Jooheon and he'd giggle like a maniac.

Changkyun who's raps are dedicated to you, only you. For you. He loves to eat you out, that rapper tongue doing wonders on your wet and dripping cunt.

Changkyun who is dedicated and loyal to you, who only wants you.

« Lip Piercing »

⿴ ≡ Im Changkyun (Idol! Changkyun x NonIdol!ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) Words: 1.487 words Warnings: explicit sex; Changkyun lip piercing, so lots of kisses; slightly cockwarming. ⚠️MINORS PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT⚠️≡ ⿴

Hot. Between a lot of adjectives, this one is the best to define my boyfriend. Even more now. Changkyun was getting ready to be at the stage with his group mates, what it meant I could only see his clothes when I scaped to see him. And I confess I wasn't ready to what I saw.

 Changkyun appeared with his tight black jeans, and a red jacket covering his shirt. But what coght me out of guard it was on his lips. A piercing at his low lip. "hey babe!" His grasp voice and smirk added to the another piercing but on his eyebrow, and that gives me the feeling that it was something purposeful. "What you thought about the clothes of tonight?" The brown haired guy comes closer smiling.

 I get up, and when his body is in front of me, I abruptly pull him closer, holding his hips "A big hottie". I gave him the compliment listening his low laugh "babe, what do you think of keep this up when we get home?" I ask looking straight to his lip piercing not having the intention to hide that his previous plan to get into me had worked.

"Anything that my babe wants" Chang hug my hips and I smile with that. I stand on tiptoes to reach to his face and and I quickly pull his low lip with my teeth whispering near him "great". I can see his eyes getting darker, but when he leans Shownu's voices is heard at the door calling him to go to the stage. The boy grunt disappointed, and before he leaves I repeat his actions receiving a warning look from him.

...

During all the concert I saw how I wasn't the only one to appreciate his fake piercing, listening from some fans beside me talking about 'how hot' he was. And in fact he really was, but besides his look, he was acting tease, knowing how hot he is.  

I've had never seeing him left the stage in such a hurry, and getting into the car to ride us home also quickly. And I couldn't hold the laugh when he rushed to our apartment door unlocking it pretty fast. We barely get into the house, when Changkyun press me against the wood kissing me voraciously taking away my breath. "Babe...lock...the door..." I try to tell him between the kiss. Im grunt at my lips doing what I told.

Not wanting to wait anymore, the brown haired guy get me into his arms and lead the both of us to the room. When we get there I start to undress him, starting with his shirt that with an a second its already at the floor. I take a time to look at his torso and I can't resist to the urging to kiss and bite his taned skin, felling his breathing getting choppy.

I back to kiss his lips feeling once again the metal against my own lips, and letting my hands starting to unzip his belt "damn babe, If I knew how it would reach you, I would had used the lip piercing before" I smile bitting his lip answering him "then don't stop using it".  

Changkyun take my shirt off and lay me on the bad, we both smile and I watch the way that his eyes go through my body before he do what I have done with his own. One of his large hands go straight to my breast and squeeze it on top of the bowl of my bra "babe you have a really big heart" Changkyun jokes smirking "shut up" it's the answer that he receives from me, before I pull his face so I can kiss him one more time.

All of Changkyun's kisses are delicious, but his fake piercing let his lips even better. I help him to take it off my underwear, and without any hesitation, Changkyun take his time making me going crazy. While his face was on top of my body, I trie to gain some friction moving my hips against his own to get what I want. "Changie, I need you" I use his pet name to sinalize to him how needy I'm for him. "How you are being a good girl, I'm gonna let you decide what do you want first... my mouth or my fingers baby?" My boyfriend ask me kissing my neck, the place he knows that get me weak. "Both" I answer him taking a deep breath and feel his smile against my skin. We take the rest of ours clothes faster that we can.

Im hold my tights after getting comfortable on the bed, and I definitely wasn't expecting the way that he sucked my clit, making me moan out loud. Changkyun introduce his tongue, moving the way that he knows that it drive's me crazy. The feeling of his piercing on my heated skin brings a even better feeling.

Changkyun definitely knows how to use his tongue, but he knows even more how to use it with his fingers, because at the moment that he decided to use both of them on me, my head gets cloudy, and the only thing I know how to do right now, is moan. "You're so pretty like this baby but why don't you moan a little louder?" I already know what to expect when I heard his words, but that doesn't mean I was actually ready to when he hold me even tighter and eat me out faster and roughly. While Changkyun was having his face deeper on my intimacy, my hips tried to leave his embarace, but only being a action of reflex, however  his strong hands keep me on my pace. How he previously had planned, my moans start to increase, and are now showing how desperate I'm. "Babe...i'm..." I try to mumble something, and i know that he understood, once he start to move faster. I don't need not even five minuts, and already feel my climax, still my boyfriend keeps with is oral movements making me tremble even more.

"As always, a bigg hottie" I see the boy smirk cleaning the corner of his lips. I melt under his eyes over my body and I try to calm my breath "look at you...so beautifull" Chang take his lips to mine and start to assert his dominance over the kiss, and over me.

I leade my hands over the bulge on his pants and I hear his moan against mine mouth. I free him from the belt and take his pants off, leting be visible his needs. Once Chang take off  his red underwear, I can see that his dripping so I give him a little 'help'. "Fuck babe! You have magic hands!" I hear him while I move my hands in a slow pace on his member. Changkyun throw back his head and I smile with the sinner vision my boyfriend gives to me. The swet start raising in his neck, making him even more irrestible. "Fuck it, I need to be inside you" Im holds my face bitting my low lip. I confirm with my head before pull away from him while he gets the condoms in the drawer besides the bed. Changkyun take a deep breath while put the protection on himself and that noise it's music for my ears.

At the moment he is at the bed, I pull his body to sit with his back at the wall. "Today I want to ride you" I explain while I bite his lip that was shining with a smirk. I sit on his member slowly, feeling him fill me up completely. "Move" I'm commandad, and so I do, starting to move my hips slowly.

 I hold Changkyun's face apreciating his beauty. He had his eyes closed, had back supporting at the wall, pure pleasure  stamped on his face, and leaving his mouth low and huscky moans that send shivers to all my body. When he's eyes open and he looks at me, I can see the luxury presence on them. "Like what you see babe?"

 "A lot" is my answer before another wild kiss, and Changkyun starts to move against my hips. Hitting my 'G' spot, and once more, my moans volume up. I hold myself on the brown haired guy, unintentiolly scratching his back, and he let his lips on my neck increasing my pleasure.

Not much later, I reach my seacond high, falling in over his body, that keep it moving reaching his own pleasure, reaching it not much after I did, holding me against himself. We keep hugging at the same position trying comeback to normal. I smile feeling his hand caressing my back.

"I definetly gonna buy more of these" Chang speaks throught the silence,making me laugh slightly. "You get even more hot with that" I answer kissing the skin I could reach. We comeback to stay in silence for a couple more of seaconds until Chang speaks again "You know, this is kinda good"

 I face him in doubt until realise that he was still inside me "That's your way to ask for try cockwarming?" I ask and my boyfriend close his eyes confirming with his head a little embarraced. "You think you can stand still?" I ask and he look at me with shining eyes "Is that a 'yes'?" "If you take this condoms off and we take a shower before, than yes" I watch when my answer makes my boyfriend smile.  

So we take a relaxing shower and fallen into the bed, even closer as before.

...

I'm so sorry It took me so long to translate this, but I don't know what happend, but once I Write something, I get shy reading again ksnsjs ANYWAY please let me know what you think, and if I did something wrong. Wuv ya! 🌹💖

« Lip Piercing »

⿴ ≡ Im Changkyun (Idol! Changkyun x NonIdol!ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) Words: 1.487 words Warnings: explicit sex; Changkyun lip piercing, so lots of kisses; slightly cockwarming. ⚠️MINORS PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT⚠️≡ ⿴

Hot. Between a lot of adjectives, this one is the best to define my boyfriend. Even more now. Changkyun was getting ready to be at the stage with his group mates, what it meant I could only see his clothes when I scaped to see him. And I confess I wasn’t ready to what I saw.

 Changkyun appeared with his tight black jeans, and a red jacket covering his shirt. But what coght me out of guard it was on his lips. A piercing at his low lip. “hey babe!” His grasp voice and smirk added to the another piercing but on his eyebrow, and that gives me the feeling that it was something purposeful. “What you thought about the clothes of tonight?” The brown haired guy comes closer smiling.

 I get up, and when his body is in front of me, I abruptly pull him closer, holding his hips “A big hottie”. I gave him the compliment listening his low laugh “babe, what do you think of keep this up when we get home?” I ask looking straight to his lip piercing not having the intention to hide that his previous plan to get into me had worked.

“Anything that my babe wants” Chang hug my hips and I smile with that. I stand on tiptoes to reach to his face and and I quickly pull his low lip with my teeth whispering near him “great”. I can see his eyes getting darker, but when he leans Shownu’s voices is heard at the door calling him to go to the stage. The boy grunt disappointed, and before he leaves I repeat his actions receiving a warning look from him.

…

During all the concert I saw how I wasn’t the only one to appreciate his fake piercing, listening from some fans beside me talking about ‘how hot’ he was. And in fact he really was, but besides his look, he was acting tease, knowing how hot he is.  

I’ve had never seeing him left the stage in such a hurry, and getting into the car to ride us home also quickly. And I couldn’t hold the laugh when he rushed to our apartment door unlocking it pretty fast. We barely get into the house, when Changkyun press me against the wood kissing me voraciously taking away my breath. “Babe…lock…the door…” I try to tell him between the kiss. Im grunt at my lips doing what I told.

Not wanting to wait anymore, the brown haired guy get me into his arms and lead the both of us to the room. When we get there I start to undress him, starting with his shirt that with an a second its already at the floor. I take a time to look at his torso and I can’t resist to the urging to kiss and bite his taned skin, felling his breathing getting choppy.

I back to kiss his lips feeling once again the metal against my own lips, and letting my hands starting to unzip his belt “damn babe, If I knew how it would reach you, I would had used the lip piercing before” I smile bitting his lip answering him “then don’t stop using it”.  

Changkyun take my shirt off and lay me on the bad, we both smile and I watch the way that his eyes go through my body before he do what I have done with his own. One of his large hands go straight to my breast and squeeze it on top of the bowl of my bra “babe you have a really big heart” Changkyun jokes smirking “shut up” it’s the answer that he receives from me, before I pull his face so I can kiss him one more time.

All of Changkyun’s kisses are delicious, but his fake piercing let his lips even better. I help him to take it off my underwear, and without any hesitation, Changkyun take his time making me going crazy. While his face was on top of my body, I trie to gain some friction moving my hips against his own to get what I want. “Changie, I need you” I use his pet name to sinalize to him how needy I’m for him. “How you are being a good girl, I’m gonna let you decide what do you want first… my mouth or my fingers baby?” My boyfriend ask me kissing my neck, the place he knows that get me weak. “Both” I answer him taking a deep breath and feel his smile against my skin. We take the rest of ours clothes faster that we can.

Im hold my tights after getting comfortable on the bed, and I definitely wasn’t expecting the way that he sucked my clit, making me moan out loud. Changkyun introduce his tongue, moving the way that he knows that it drive’s me crazy. The feeling of his piercing on my heated skin brings a even better feeling.

Changkyun definitely knows how to use his tongue, but he knows even more how to use it with his fingers, because at the moment that he decided to use both of them on me, my head gets cloudy, and the only thing I know how to do right now, is moan. “You’re so pretty like this baby but why don’t you moan a little louder?” I already know what to expect when I heard his words, but that doesn’t mean I was actually ready to when he hold me even tighter and eat me out faster and roughly. While Changkyun was having his face deeper on my intimacy, my hips tried to leave his embarace, but only being a action of reflex, however  his strong hands keep me on my pace. How he previously had planned, my moans start to increase, and are now showing how desperate I’m. “Babe…i’m…” I try to mumble something, and i know that he understood, once he start to move faster. I don’t need not even five minuts, and already feel my climax, still my boyfriend keeps with is oral movements making me tremble even more.

“As always, a bigg hottie” I see the boy smirk cleaning the corner of his lips. I melt under his eyes over my body and I try to calm my breath “look at you…so beautifull” Chang take his lips to mine and start to assert his dominance over the kiss, and over me.

I leade my hands over the bulge on his pants and I hear his moan against mine mouth. I free him from the belt and take his pants off, leting be visible his needs. Once Chang take off  his red underwear, I can see that his dripping so I give him a little 'help’. “Fuck babe! You have magic hands!” I hear him while I move my hands in a slow pace on his member. Changkyun throw back his head and I smile with the sinner vision my boyfriend gives to me. The swet start raising in his neck, making him even more irrestible. “Fuck it, I need to be inside you” Im holds my face bitting my low lip. I confirm with my head before pull away from him while he gets the condoms in the drawer besides the bed. Changkyun take a deep breath while put the protection on himself and that noise it’s music for my ears.

At the moment he is at the bed, I pull his body to sit with his back at the wall. “Today I want to ride you” I explain while I bite his lip that was shining with a smirk. I sit on his member slowly, feeling him fill me up completely. “Move” I’m commandad, and so I do, starting to move my hips slowly.

 I hold Changkyun’s face apreciating his beauty. He had his eyes closed, had back supporting at the wall, pure pleasure  stamped on his face, and leaving his mouth low and huscky moans that send shivers to all my body. When he’s eyes open and he looks at me, I can see the luxury presence on them. “Like what you see babe?”

 "A lot“ is my answer before another wild kiss, and Changkyun starts to move against my hips. Hitting my 'G’ spot, and once more, my moans volume up. I hold myself on the brown haired guy, unintentiolly scratching his back, and he let his lips on my neck increasing my pleasure.

Not much later, I reach my seacond high, falling in over his body, that keep it moving reaching his own pleasure, reaching it not much after I did, holding me against himself. We keep hugging at the same position trying comeback to normal. I smile feeling his hand caressing my back.

”I definetly gonna buy more of these" Chang speaks throught the silence,making me laugh slightly. “You get even more hot with that” I answer kissing the skin I could reach. We comeback to stay in silence for a couple more of seaconds until Chang speaks again “You know, this is kinda good”

 I face him in doubt until realise that he was still inside me “That’s your way to ask for try cockwarming?” I ask and my boyfriend close his eyes confirming with his head a little embarraced. “You think you can stand still?” I ask and he look at me with shining eyes “Is that a 'yes’?” “If you take this condoms off and we take a shower before, than yes” I watch when my answer makes my boyfriend smile.  

So we take a relaxing shower and fallen into the bed, even closer as before.

…

I’m so sorry I took me so long to translate this, but I don’t know what happend, but once I Write something, I get shy reading again ksnsjs ANYWAY please let me know what you think, and if I did something wrong. Wuv ya! 🌹💖

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« Lip Piercing »

⿴ ≡ Im Changkyun (Idol! Changkyun x NonIdol!ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) Words: 1.487 words Warnings: explicit sex; Changkyun lip piercing, so lots of kisses; slightly cockwarming. ⚠️MINORS PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT⚠️≡ ⿴

Hot. Between a lot of adjectives, this one is the best to define my boyfriend. Even more now. Changkyun was getting ready to be at the stage with his group mates, what it meant I could only see his clothes when I scaped to see him. And I confess I wasn’t ready to what I saw.

 Changkyun appeared with his tight black jeans, and a red jacket covering his shirt. But what coght me out of guard it was on his lips. A piercing at his low lip. “hey babe!” His grasp voice and smirk added to the another piercing but on his eyebrow, and that gives me the feeling that it was something purposeful. “What you thought about the clothes of tonight?” The brown haired guy comes closer smiling.

 I get up, and when his body is in front of me, I abruptly pull him closer, holding his hips “A big hottie”. I gave him the compliment listening his low laugh “babe, what do you think of keep this up when we get home?” I ask looking straight to his lip piercing not having the intention to hide that his previous plan to get into me had worked.

“Anything that my babe wants” Chang hug my hips and I smile with that. I stand on tiptoes to reach to his face and and I quickly pull his low lip with my teeth whispering near him “great”. I can see his eyes getting darker, but when he leans Shownu’s voices is heard at the door calling him to go to the stage. The boy grunt disappointed, and before he leaves I repeat his actions receiving a warning look from him.

…

During all the concert I saw how I wasn’t the only one to appreciate his fake piercing, listening from some fans beside me talking about ‘how hot’ he was. And in fact he really was, but besides his look, he was acting tease, knowing how hot he is.  

I’ve had never seeing him left the stage in such a hurry, and getting into the car to ride us home also quickly. And I couldn’t hold the laugh when he rushed to our apartment door unlocking it pretty fast. We barely get into the house, when Changkyun press me against the wood kissing me voraciously taking away my breath. “Babe…lock…the door…” I try to tell him between the kiss. Im grunt at my lips doing what I told.

Not wanting to wait anymore, the brown haired guy get me into his arms and lead the both of us to the room. When we get there I start to undress him, starting with his shirt that with an a second its already at the floor. I take a time to look at his torso and I can’t resist to the urging to kiss and bite his taned skin, felling his breathing getting choppy.

I back to kiss his lips feeling once again the metal against my own lips, and letting my hands starting to unzip his belt “damn babe, If I knew how it would reach you, I would had used the lip piercing before” I smile bitting his lip answering him “then don’t stop using it”.  

Changkyun take my shirt off and lay me on the bad, we both smile and I watch the way that his eyes go through my body before he do what I have done with his own. One of his large hands go straight to my breast and squeeze it on top of the bowl of my bra “babe you have a really big heart” Changkyun jokes smirking “shut up” it’s the answer that he receives from me, before I pull his face so I can kiss him one more time.

All of Changkyun’s kisses are delicious, but his fake piercing let his lips even better. I help him to take it off my underwear, and without any hesitation, Changkyun take his time making me going crazy. While his face was on top of my body, I trie to gain some friction moving my hips against his own to get what I want. “Changie, I need you” I use his pet name to sinalize to him how needy I’m for him. “How you are being a good girl, I’m gonna let you decide what do you want first… my mouth or my fingers baby?” My boyfriend ask me kissing my neck, the place he knows that get me weak. “Both” I answer him taking a deep breath and feel his smile against my skin. We take the rest of ours clothes faster that we can.

Im hold my tights after getting comfortable on the bed, and I definitely wasn’t expecting the way that he sucked my clit, making me moan out loud. Changkyun introduce his tongue, moving the way that he knows that it drive’s me crazy. The feeling of his piercing on my heated skin brings a even better feeling.

Changkyun definitely knows how to use his tongue, but he knows even more how to use it with his fingers, because at the moment that he decided to use both of them on me, my head gets cloudy, and the only thing I know how to do right now, is moan. “You’re so pretty like this baby but why don’t you moan a little louder?” I already know what to expect when I heard his words, but that doesn’t mean I was actually ready to when he hold me even tighter and eat me out faster and roughly. While Changkyun was having his face deeper on my intimacy, my hips tried to leave his embarace, but only being a action of reflex, however  his strong hands keep me on my pace. How he previously had planned, my moans start to increase, and are now showing how desperate I’m. “Babe…i’m…” I try to mumble something, and i know that he understood, once he start to move faster. I don’t need not even five minuts, and already feel my climax, still my boyfriend keeps with is oral movements making me tremble even more.

“As always, a bigg hottie” I see the boy smirk cleaning the corner of his lips. I melt under his eyes over my body and I try to calm my breath “look at you…so beautifull” Chang take his lips to mine and start to assert his dominance over the kiss, and over me.

I leade my hands over the bulge on his pants and I hear his moan against mine mouth. I free him from the belt and take his pants off, leting be visible his needs. Once Chang take off  his red underwear, I can see that his dripping so I give him a little 'help’. “Fuck babe! You have magic hands!” I hear him while I move my hands in a slow pace on his member. Changkyun throw back his head and I smile with the sinner vision my boyfriend gives to me. The swet start raising in his neck, making him even more irrestible. “Fuck it, I need to be inside you” Im holds my face bitting my low lip. I confirm with my head before pull away from him while he gets the condoms in the drawer besides the bed. Changkyun take a deep breath while put the protection on himself and that noise it’s music for my ears.

At the moment he is at the bed, I pull his body to sit with his back at the wall. “Today I want to ride you” I explain while I bite his lip that was shining with a smirk. I sit on his member slowly, feeling him fill me up completely. “Move” I’m commandad, and so I do, starting to move my hips slowly.

 I hold Changkyun’s face apreciating his beauty. He had his eyes closed, had back supporting at the wall, pure pleasure  stamped on his face, and leaving his mouth low and huscky moans that send shivers to all my body. When he’s eyes open and he looks at me, I can see the luxury presence on them. “Like what you see babe?”

 "A lot“ is my answer before another wild kiss, and Changkyun starts to move against my hips. Hitting my 'G’ spot, and once more, my moans volume up. I hold myself on the brown haired guy, unintentiolly scratching his back, and he let his lips on my neck increasing my pleasure.

Not much later, I reach my seacond high, falling in over his body, that keep it moving reaching his own pleasure, reaching it not much after I did, holding me against himself. We keep hugging at the same position trying comeback to normal. I smile feeling his hand caressing my back.

”I definetly gonna buy more of these" Chang speaks throught the silence,making me laugh slightly. “You get even more hot with that” I answer kissing the skin I could reach. We comeback to stay in silence for a couple more of seaconds until Chang speaks again “You know, this is kinda good”

 I face him in doubt until realise that he was still inside me “That’s your way to ask for try cockwarming?” I ask and my boyfriend close his eyes confirming with his head a little embarraced. “You think you can stand still?” I ask and he look at me with shining eyes “Is that a 'yes’?” “If you take this condoms off and we take a shower before, than yes” I watch when my answer makes my boyfriend smile.  

So we take a relaxing shower and fallen into the bed, even closer as before.

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I’m so sorry I took me so long to translate this, but I don’t know what happend, but once I Write something, I get shy reading again ksnsjs ANYWAY please let me know what you think, and if I did something wrong. Wuv ya! 🌹💖

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Rush❤️‍🔥 : Changkyun

Tags: Quick drunk sex shenanigans, tandem masturbation, praising, slight dirty talk, relationship between readerxChangkyun, cum licking...

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Tonight wasn't one of those nights where there was time to waste on foreplay. You'd had enough of that on the ride over.

Changkyun's tongue tasted like vodka and cherry jolly rancher as it tangled with yours in the elevator. It was a wonder that you didn't run into any of the neighboring tenants in your building on the way up to your apartment. Lucky for the both of you since your boyfriend had a hand full of your clothed pussy as he pinned you to the corner just outside of sight of the CCTV.

"Fuck you're so wet.." he mumbles drunkenly against your lips and you smile with pride at the way he whimpered into the kiss. He could feel the arousal already seeping through the fabric of your panties as he rubbed you through them. His long nimble fingers move over the puffy mound of your pussy lips sensually.

The ding of the elevator doors opening signals him to withdraw his hand. He pulls his lips away and grabs you by the wrist to walk purposefully out of the lift and up the hallway.

The moment you're within the confines of your apartment, Changkyun is guiding you back into your bedroom, snatching off your clothes and pushing you on the bed.

You scramble back until you're up against the headboard, watching the way Changkyun pulled his shirt over his head hastily. He drops his pants and underwear and leaves them with the rest of the abandoned clothes on the floor to join you on the bed.

He settles right in front of you, your view of his pelvis obscured by your legs. Changkyun stares at you for a moment, biting his lip and glancing down at himself just as an idea sparks in his mind.

"Open up for me.." he says softly despite already pushing your knees apart. You spread your legs happily and begin scooting down from the headboard in preparation to get fucked. But he stops you with a shake of his head.

"What?" You frown and Changkyun readjusts his position on the bed, now sitting back on his knees. Without responding to you verbally, you watched with mild confusion as Changkyun licked his fingers and took a hold of his dick. He then pushes one of your legs down against the mattress with intention.

"Not yet. Show me...show me how you play with it.." he exhales, his tone dark and husky.

"Fuck.." you thought.

He was so incredibly fine that it didn't matter what he asked of you at that moment. You would have done it with no questions asked.

You obey without a thought, spreading your legs wider and giving him a front-row view of how turned on you were.

His eyes drop to the pinkness of your folds and he immediately wraps his hand around the base of his dick. As your fingers delve between your lips to spread them, Changkyun slowly begins stroking himself with his gaze never leaving what you were doing.

One hand cupping your breasts and toying with your nipple.

The other makes slow circles over your bud.

Pinching it slightly between your fingers before plunging them as deep inside they could go.

The clear slick stretches between your fingers as you pull them back up to your clit, continuing to rub at it again.

A tiny moan escapes you and Changkyun reciprocates with his own groan of satisfaction. His dick is at full attention and bulging in his hand. Every vein is defined and prominent with every stroke. The tip is swollen and leaking already and Changkyun's pace increases steadily as you continue rubbing your clit.

"You look so fucking sexy baby...fuck I wanna fuck you.." he whines, still stroking himself. He shuts his eyes as his head tips back for a moment, pulling you from the focus on yourself to admire him.

His body was perfect. Toned and lean in all of the right places. His abs and chest flex as he moans shamelessly to the ceiling from stroking himself faster and when he glances back down at you, a frown crosses his face when he finds your hands unmoving and you watching him.

"Uh uhn...don't stop. Keep playing with it." He demands.

You comply reluctantly and rub over your folds unenthusiastically.

"But...I want you.."

He smiles.

"You want me?" He mirrors the question and you nod poutily.

"Make yourself cum first. Right now...I wanna see" he tips his chin towards you, continuing to stroke his dick.

You resume doing what you were doing before.

Biting at your lip.

Toying with your nipple.

Rolling your fingers over your clit.

After what felt like seconds, you find your rhythm and momentum. Now using both hands, you held your spread lips apart for you to strum your index and middle finger over your clit.

At this point, Changkyun is grasping you by your thigh and squeezing you as he fucked his fist at the sight and sound of you.

Wet and squelching sounds of the both of you filled the room, along with your mounting moans. Your chest heaved. Your breath quickened. Your legs shake.

All the telltale signs of you cumming were apparent and Changkyun was right on your heels.

"There you go. Good fucking girl. Don't stop. Don't you fucking stop.." he says dominantly, making you whimper needily as it added to the moment. Making every stroke of your fingers more imperative.

Your orgasm hits you like a ton of bricks and your back arches from the mattress. Your mouth gapes as you cry out your man's name along with a string of unintelligibles.

"Oh my god...." He groans out in response. Your leg was still shaking when he squeezed you harshly, bucking his hips into his hand until hot white spurts of his seed began shooting from his dick. They land on your skin, warm and thick, and Changkyun screws his eyes shut as he jerked himself faster.

When he had forced every sweet drop from himself that he could, he dropped his head. His shoulders shudder as a chill runs over him and his dick remains stiff but slightly droopy in his hand.

After a beat, he glances up to find you looking back at him with eyes as glazed over as his.

Awestricken and full of bliss.

For a moment you said nothing and neither did he. You only basked in the high of each other, amazed at how erotic the passing moment just was.

"Damn..." were the first words spoken, coming from you as you blinked away the haze. Changkyun smirks and chuckles breathlessly as he leaned up, pushing his hair from his face as he did.

"I know right...." He murmurs, shaking his head.

As it usually went after sex, you would wait patiently in whatever position your insatiable man left you in and relished in his top-notch aftercare.

But instead of hopping up to retrieve a damp washcloth from your bathroom, Changkyun only glances down at your body.

At first, blankly.

Then, curiously.

You were just about to ask him what he was thinking when he suddenly leaned toward you.

Your eyes go wide when Changkyun unexpectedly stoops down with his tongue extended and ready to lick up the thick puddles of nut that gathered over your tummy. He makes no expressions of hesitance or disgust as he cleans up his mess and your walls clench with wanting at the sight of him.

After licking up every bit of cum he could find, Changkyun rises to loom over your body and lean forward to kiss you.

Immediately, the familiar taste of vodka, cherry jolly rancher, and cum mix beautifully between your tongues as his body melts into you.

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Boyfriend Changkyun is just.....

Sambakja❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥: Jooheon x Changkyun

Tags: ReaderxJooheonxChangkyun , threesome, oral sex, drinking, nipple play, kissing.

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Word to the wise: Boredom and alcohol are a dangerous combination.

"Truth or Dare.."

Jooheon squints his eyes and the tip of his tongue pokes at the corner of his mouth as he considered his options. My buzzed gaze falls to his mouth and then back up to his face as his brow remains crinkled in thought.

It was a gloomy Saturday night and by some coincidence, all three of us opted to spend the evening at home. Which for me wasn't a huge change since I was the homebody of the trio.

An ugly thunderstorm shook the walls of our apartment and every now and then the lights would flicker after lightning struck from beyond the window. So when the power was knocked out by the storm and my two roommates' plans of going out were ruined, out came the liquor and the UNO cards.

Then eventually only the liquor remained.

"Wait, what were the rules again?" Jooheon turns to me and as I'm about to answer, Changkyun interjects.

"Drink." He suddenly says from beside me, nestled comfortably in the cushions of the big comfy communal couch. I glance over at him and bite down at my smile at his outburst.

"What? I was thinking!"  Jooheon pouts and Changkyun shrugs lazily.

"If you take too long to pick one, you drink. That's the rules.." he responds, shaking his head. Jooheon tips his head back and squints down at him incredulously.

"What rules? We literally just made this game up an hour ago," he grunts. Changkyun's expression remains unmoved as he shrugs his exposed shoulders once more.

"Well, I'm making up a rule where you drink if you hesitate. Now drink.." he tips his chin towards the bottle the three of us had been sharing. I sit silently between the two of them as they scowled at each other, my eyes dancing between them expectantly. After a beat, Jooheon lets out an exasperated sigh.

"Truth! I choose truth.." he says reluctantly, knowing he wasn't about to like it. Changkyun grins at him conceding and he sits up from his corner of the couch.

"Ok...Is it true.....that you fucked Charity and Desiree on the same night at that party last New Year?"

My eyes bulged from my head at the question, knowing the scandal had been looming over our group of friends since that night. The night Jooheon ended up covered in scratches from tearing the Wilson sister's apart as they clawed at each other.

All of us were either too distracted or too drunk to get the facts that resulted in the dramatic catfight at the party. I'd always meant to ask but never really found the right moment.

With a dead expression, Jooheon reaches for the tall glass bottle centered on the coffee table by its neck and tips it up against his lips.

Both Changkyun and I cackled in amusement at Jooheon's refusal to answer and I tipsily found myself leaning in Changkyun. My arm falls in his lap, my hand grazing over his thighs briefly while his arm casually draped over my shoulder.

Normally I wouldn't have been so comfortable being this close to him, even since knowing him for as long as I had. But tequila has a way of making you comfortable.

Very comfortable.

"I knew it! You sick fuck! They were sisters! " I laughed and Jooheon's face crinkles into a grimace as he swallowed. He sets the bottle down, shaking his head and wiping the lingering taste from his top lip with the back of his hand.

"Man, I didn't know..." he denies, still scowling at the burn in his chest.

"Jooheon..they're literally twins..." I deadpanned and Changkyun smirks in agreement

"I. DIDN'T. KNOW. This city is big and it's not like they were identical. How was I supposed to know they were related. Charity never told me she had a sister." Jooheon denies it emphatically, despite us all knowing the truth.

"Didn't know? Or Didn't care?" Changkyun raises a brow and Jooheon rolls his eyes.

"Anyway...whose next?" He deflects and I lazily push myself up from leaning against Chankyun's lap.

"Meeeeee.......Aw man. The bottle's empty. Jooheon, why didn't you say you'd had the last of it?" I slur, grabbing the empty bottle with a stiff pout. I look up and catch Jooheon kind of looking at me. You know, looking at me, and I swallow the tiny lump of anxiety from rising in my throat.

As if it weren't obvious by now, our little game of Tipsy Truth or Dare had gone on for quite some time and I was beginning to feel the effects of every failed dare and rejected truth I'd subjected myself to. I'd long since shed my hoodie and sat pretzel style on the middle cushion. For the most part, our game had remained pretty tame, only offering mildly embarrassing truths and silly dares. But now that the alcohol was settling in to our systems and the scattered candles in the room shrouded us in an attractive mood lighting, it was hard for us to keep denying the odd shift between the three of us.

Jooheon tilts his head then glances over at Changkyun, who lifts his brow and smirks before paying me an equally sus look. I frown.

"What.."

"I'm drunk as fuck.." Changkyun shakes his head, covering his hands with his face before falling back into the couch corner. Jooheon huffs out a short laugh before nodding in agreement.

"Yeah...I can feel it now too. We've been at this game for a minute..."

I glance between the two of them.

"Oh? You two tapping out?" I ask and both men shrug.

"I mean, we could keep playing but without liquor, as a penalty, it's kinda pointless don't you think? " Jooheon asks and I slouch slightly in realization. My eyes drop to the flame light speckled glass bottle with a slight pout, falling into a cozy silence.

Minutes could have passed for all we knew. Time kinda drags when you're buzzed and apart from the thunder outside, all we hear between the three of us is our breathing.

Suddenly Jooheon exhales heavily and stands from the couch. My eyes shoot up to watch as he pulled his crewneck over his head. A sliver of his tanned skin is exposed when his white undershirt rises slightly, giving me a peak of his happy trail before he sits back down. Completely unaware of my gaze, Jooheon resumes his cozy position, sitting wide-legged in his shorts that matched the crewneck he'd just taken off. That's when an idea sparks in my mind that in hindsight, I should have regretted.

"Ok. How about this...Truth or dare...same rules but, if you fail or refuse your truth or dare, you have to strip one article of clothing."

Neither Changkyun nor Jooheon utters a word at first, only staring at me with drunken eyes. Changkyun sits up in his seat and glances down at his outfit of gym shorts, socks, and a sleeveless Nike t-shirt. Then he looks at me in my fitted tank and leggings with a smirk.

"Strip instead of drinking? You sure you wanna do that?" he asks. Without thinking I shrug my shoulder.

"Yeah, why not. I live with you guys so there's not much I haven't seen on either of you."

Jooheon pouts in agreement and Changkyun narrows his eyes.

"Yeah but....I've never seen you naked...." he points out.

"Not for a lack of trying.." Jooheon adds humorously and I resist the urge to smack his chest. Not that I didn't believe it, but things had remained pretty platonic between the three of us despite the occasional awkwardness that comes with living with people of the opposite sex. I was never as comfortable as the guys to roam the apartment half-clothed unless I had to make the mad dash in a towel between the shared bathroom and my bedroom when I forgot to bring my clothes in with me. I'd done a fairly decent job in maintaining some modesty amongst these hornbills, despite them looking as tempting as they always did.

"And you probably never will, pervy. C'mon, let's just play...We can stop at underwear." I suggest and it doesn't much convincing to get both of them on board. All in the name of fun I presume.

So for the next few minutes, we went at several rounds of truth or dare, each of us careful of what we chose to not be faced with the penalty. Changkyun was forced to shed his socks on a truth refusal and Jooheon was down to his boxer briefs and his t-shirt after failing his dare. Which brought it back to me, the only one who hadn't shed a single layer. Which I was kind of thankful for considering I was the one with the least amount of clothes to lose in my tank top, bra, and leggings.

I choose truth and sit patiently as Changkyun looks me up and down bitterly for being so good at this made-up game, clenching his jaw slightly in thought.

"Alright...I've got one." he sits up and scoots back so that he's leaning against the armrest. I glance over at him curiously.

"Let's hear it," I say, over confidently and Changkyun smiles.

"When's the last time you've been fucked?" he comes straight out with it and if there had been anything in my mouth other than spit, I would have choked on it. Even Jooheon is slightly caught off guard by the question, though his expression remains stoic and intrigued.

"You know... that's a good question. I never hear anything from your room. Hell, I don't think I've ever seen you bring someone home.." he remarks.

"Um...well.." I utter, tucking a stray hair behind my ear. Changkyun's tongue pokes through the bottom of his cheek as he smiled at my hesitance and I soon realize what I'd done.

"Wait! No..." I begin and both Jooheon and Changkyun immediately start chastising me, calling me a hypocrite and chump if I try to avoid my own penalty and eventually I give them both the middle finger to shut them up.

"Oh fuck off..." I mumble, reaching down at the hem of my shirt. As I pulled it over my head, I can feel their eyes falling to my chest as it shook with the movement. I quickly glance down to make sure one of my nipples hadn't escaped the cups from removing the shirt so fast and with a resigned sigh, I toss my shirt on the floor.

It was actually a relief to be free of it since the temperature in the room had us all wiping at our brows. Maybe it was the candles and the tequila.

My arms flop back to my sides and I sit back against the couch with another sigh. As I looked up, I'm amused to find both Jooheon and Changkyun staring at me. And by me, I mean my tiddies.

"Ahem..." I chuckle, breaking Jooheon from his trance. Changkyun however continues to stare shamelessly, dragging his eyes up to my face eventually.

"Damn Roomie...that's um...a nice bra," he mumbles distractedly and I rolled my eyes with a flattered smirk.

"Thanks, I'll let you borrow it some time. " I shake my head. Jooheon snorts at my rebuttal and does his best to keep his head in the game despite his occasional downward glances at my exposed cleavage. Another round passes, and none of us have to shed any more clothes until a very comically vengeful Jooheon spots Changkyun still watching my breasts like a hawk from beside me.

"Dude...." he blurts out and both Changkyun and I look at him curiously, and guiltily in his case. I frown as I paid Changkyun a sidewards glance, which he avoids at first.

"What?"

"You've been staring at her tits like they're gonna start talking to you or something.." Jooheon remarks and I glance down at my chest as if I was just now noticing them myself. To be fair, I was pretty busty. This bra probably wasn't even my correct size anymore and my cup did runneth over a bit, which would cause me to jiggle with every little movement I made.

I'd stare too.

"Well shit, They kinda have been.." Changkyun admits drunkenly and that makes us all laugh. As we settled, Jooheon quirks his brow mischievously.

"It's your turn right?" He directs his question towards Changkyun and shrugs his shoulders tiredly.

"The fuck if I know. I'm just here..." he slurs. Jooheon nods as he sits up in his seat, scooting to the edge of the cushion to prop his elbows on his knees. He glances down at his bare feet then up at the two of us as something sinister rolls through his mind, giving nothing away with his expression.

"Ok. Well, let's just say it is...Truth or dare?" he says. Changkyun's drunken chuckles taper off as he considered his options.

"Ummm...dare. Fuck it," he mumbles and Jooheon's dimples deepen into his cheeks as he smiles.

"I dare you...." he begins, glancing over at me briefly with his pause.

"....to take one..no..both of them out and suck on her nipples for...eh..20 seconds. 10 seconds per tiddie."

Now, it very well could have been multiple variables at play. The temperature in the room. The way the alcohol in my system had me extremely attuned to everything, especially the way Jooheon and Changkyun smelled. I never knew the exact scents they wore but damn they smelled exponentially potent in this proximity.

It also could have been the fact that I indeed hadn't been fucked in a while, but the moment Jooheon's dare left his mouth in that deep dark tone, it was like a gush of excitement warmed my center. I clenched around it experimentally, immediately regretting it.

"You dare him to wuh?" I stammer and Jooheon remains unresponsive to the question, nodding his chin towards Changkyun with a challenging glint in his eyes.

"What say you? Do you accept it or do you yield?"

Changkyun's Adam's apple bobs in his throat as he scowled back at Jooheon. For the life of me, I wish I could read minds at the moment because it definitely seemed like there was a conversation happening between them telepathically or something. Several agonizing seconds later, Changkyun's smirk returns.

"Ok."

"OK?" Jooheon repeats and Changkyun confirms with a nod.

"Yeah...as long as you're ok with it. " he looks over at me with sober eyes. Jooheon nods in agreement.

"Aw, yea of course. They're your tiddies after all. I just figured since he'd been staring at em...ya know...could be interesting. " Jooheon shrugs, leaning back casually. I wanted to slap him for how smug he was being, knowing damn well he knew what he was doing.

I bite my lip and drag my eyes over to Changkyun hesitantly, who didn't seem pressed on whether I gave him the green light or not.

He was so drunk, being the one who'd taken the most shots to the head since our night began, and I vaguely wondered whether he would even remember anything about tonight. Because if he didn't...well...

"Say I'm ok with it...." I begin, my gaze falling to Changkyun's lips briefly.

" Things won't be weird between us, will they? I mean...We're just playing a game. Anything that happens on this couch stays on this couch, right?" I look around to match my eyes with both of my roommates and they nod in agreement.

"Of course." Jooheon shrugs. Changkyun says nothing and only watches my conflicted face consider the words that were about to leave my mouth. Then I sighed.

"Ok...yeah. You can, ya know..." I swallow and Changkyun does his damndest to remain casual as he nodded.

"Cool...So 20 seconds?" he asks Jooheon.

"Yep. 10 seconds for each nipple," he confirms. His repeating the dare makes something between my thighs twitch with excitement. My breathing hitches when I feel Changkyun moving toward me, scooting closer on the couch so that his knee is touching mine. He pauses, tilting his head as he examined my chest before sliding off of the couch. I lean back and frown when he kneels in front of me.

"I think it would make more sense for me to do it this way...Can you unfold your legs for me?" He says more casual than he should have , like he and I were accustomed to being this close to each other.

I exhale shakily as I did what was asked of me and Changkyun places his hands on my knees for support as he rose on his knees. Jooheon sits by quietly, watching intensely as Changkyun and I were almost nose to nose.

Thankfully, his eyes weren't on my face, and with a gentle touch, he lifts his hands from my knees to slowly tug at the lining of the lace on my bra. His fingers push the cups down just enough for my breast to spill over, exposing my pert brown nipples to him. For a moment Changkyun just stared at them and a part of me hated the anticipation. I hated to admit to myself how much I wanted to feel my roommate's lips on me, something before tonight I never thought I'd say.

"Any day now.." Jooheon yawns and both of us scowl over at him, making him smirk. I let out a sigh as I looked down, finding Changkyun's hooded eyes on me.

I'm sure my heartbeat could be heard from where he was and I attempt to slow it with calming thoughts. But it's damn near impossible with him looking at me the way he was. He keeps his eyes on mine as he lowered his head, placing his face level with my chest and he leans forward with his tongue poking between his parted lips.

The moment it touches the tip of my nipple, I let out a shaky breath, and Changkyun circles my areola with his tongue before sucking it all into his mouth. My jaw drops slightly when he being to suck and swirl his tongue around my pebbled skin, his wide hand resting on my bare waist to anchor him.

With his other hand, he slowly counted off the seconds on his fingers. Each seemed longer than it should be and I have to bite down on my lip to keep myself from moaning at how good it felt.

10 seconds felt more like a minute and Changkyun reluctantly pulls his mouth away from my nipple. The warmth of his lips and tongue disappear and my wet skin hardens as the air-cooled his saliva.

I knew I was wet before but now?...

As Changkyun moved on to my other breast, I'm vaguely aware of Jooheon watching us. Watching me. Tilting his head and hooding his gaze, keying in on every little reaction I tried to mask to Changkyun's expert tongue over my sensitive nipple. When he sucked it in his mouth, I can feel his teeth grazing over my flesh and an involuntary moan escaped my mouth. I bite down on it regretfully but it was too late. Both of them heard me and to my surprise, neither of them seem as amused as I thought they'd be.

Jooheon's brow crinkles slightly, almost as if he was in pain, and he shifts in his seat as he kept his eyes on the way Changkyun left open-mouthed kisses over my nipple. A low groan vibrates in his mouth as it closed over me and his tongue continues to swirl and flick relentlessly. I wasn't sure if he was even counting anymore at this point and I'm reduced to a lip-biting, squirming mess by the time the 10 seconds should have been up.

But Changkyun doesn't stop.

His mouth remains latched over my nipple, his hands holding my waist possessively as he continued to lick me. Jooheon wanted to intervene, I'm sure, but he remains silently watching us, the darkness in his eyes growing with a need that was also apparent in his relaxed and drunken features. His tongue skirts over the corner of his mouth and he swallows the drool collecting as he watched me pant and writhe under Changkyun's hold.

My moans were now audible and unbridled, my shyness forgotten the closer Changkyun pushed me. It was odd but if he kept going at this rate, I was liable to cum on myself. Which would have been a first for me from nipple stimulation alone. But I was so turned at this point, anything was possible.

It takes Changkyun's voice to pull me out from the haze I was falling under. My eyes open and they fall to find him looking up at me, his tongue flicking over my nipple tirelessly.

"Dare me to stop," he pauses to repeat, this time sounding as if that were the last thing he wanted me to do. But his eyes were so earnest that I simply obeyed without a thought.

"I..um....dare you.... to stop.." I say breathlessly and Changkyun pulls away, only to tug his sleeveless shirt over his head. It takes me a few seconds to realize what was happening and that Changkyun was refusing his dare and therefore had to strip.

Which I would be a dummy to complain about considering how impeccable my roommate's upper body was. I'd seen it enough times when he paraded it around the apartment.

His silky hair is shaken and falls back into place as he kneels again between my legs. Except for this time he's pressing himself into me and pinning me to the couch. His bare skin is warm against mine and I tremble beneath him as he kissed at my throat. My hands are braced at his shoulders and I turn my head to grant him more access to my skin. When I open my eyes, I'm reminded of my other roommate.

The expression on Jooheon's face makes my walls clench even harder, the underlying layer of conflict that I felt just before giving Changkyun permission to carry out his dare. I'm sure he was thinking the same as me, about how things had taken a turn so suddenly and whether or not we should stop before we travel too far off the rails.

But Changkyun's mouth felt so good, his lips so soft. I wanted more even when I knew that I shouldn't.

When would another moment like this occur though? All of us here and alone with no one to judge and nothing to regret...

"Wait..."I whisper, my eyes locked on Jooheon's. He blinks at my sudden words and my hands gripped Changkyun's shoulders to get his attention. He pulls back slowly with his bangs hanging in his face and his lips pink and moist from kissing my skin. It's almost as if he were under a trance himself, submerged in a lust-driven haze that has him acting on impulse.

The look in his eyes is too intense for me to take in head-on so I look away immediately to gather my wits.

"What's wrong? Want me to stop?" he exhales, his tone laced with concern. Even that makes my coochie jump. Before I can respond, Changkyun is withdrawing from me even more.

"I'm sorry...That was probably too much. I was just so caught up in the moment that I crossed a line and shouldn't have assumed.."

"What? No....I don't want you to stop..." I interrupt him. Changkyun goes still immediately and furrows his brow. I open my mouth to resume speaking but I struggle to find the words as my gaze returns to Jooheon beside me.

His features are calm and unreadable but his eyes are suggestively intense, so much so that my tongue runs over my bottom lip. Jooheon's eyes catch on it and he mirrors me, licking his lip slowly with a slight smirk. That was when my fuck it - bucket had reached its limit and my hormones were not making decisions for me.

Both of my roommates were suspended in time and hanging on my unspoken words. Both of them were waiting for me to give them full access to my desires and the key hung from my tongue.

And theirs.

"What happens on this couch..." I begin, dragging my eyes from Jooheon to Changkyun.

"Stays..on this couch. Ok?"

Changkyun's looming figure remains still and he lifts his head to check in with Jooheon to see if he was on board. He nods slowly then glances over at me to confirm and from that point, I found myself as merely a passenger of the moment.

Changkyun's lips returned to my neck and I extended my hand to invite Jooheon to join us. He takes it and places himself closer to my side on the couch. So close that all I can make out on his face are his lips, inches from my face. I can smell the tequila on his tongue as he inched closer, smothering my moans with his mouth.

Both men were on me, touching me and kissing me. Overwhelming me with their combined weights pressing me into the couch cushion. I feel a hand on my waist slowly creeping down to slip beneath the waistband of my leggings. I wasn't sure of whose hand it was until Jooheon is pulling away and I'm left with Changkyun stuffing his other hand under my leggings, pushing them down slightly, and squeezing my hips to encourage me to let him remove them.

I hesitate for a second, not entirely sure of what his intentions were but Jooheon reaches over to grab my hand.

"If things get too crazy, you can back out at any time. No judgment," he says. Changkyun gives my hips another gentle squeeze.

"Yeah...what he said.." he exhales, seeming way too turned on to be rational. I make sure they understand that I'm 100% aware of what is happening and 100% ok with wherever it takes us. I only nod since I'm not too far behind him and I'm suddenly being pushed back to lean against Jooheon's chest at the other end of the couch.

He cups both of my breasts from behind, playing with my nipples gently as we both watch Changkyun lick a trail down my tummy. His mouth pauses at the waistband of my leggings, his fingers already tugging them down from my hips.  I lift my butt to aid him and they're quickly added to the pile of clothes on the floor.

His mouth goes back to work, grazing wet kisses across my pelvis and over my mound. His lips stop just where the lips of my vulva begin to part and the hood of my swollen clit peeked through the slit. Jooheon's busy fingers paused mid-pinch as we both watched Changkyun push my legs further apart. He glances up at me before the pink of his long tongue dips in between my lips and the pressure it applies to my clit has me exhaling as if I was taking my first breath in minutes.

Changkyun's tongue was smooth and soft but strong. It swirls circles around my bud the way it did on my nipples but with each lick, he was figuring me out. From the way I moaned when it passed over a particular spot on the left, to the way my hips rolled against him, rubbing my pussy against his waiting tongue needingly.

"She tastes good Kyunie?" Jooheon suddenly asks, his voice low and a bit raspy.

Changkyun nods briefly and hums in the affirmative before sucking my clit in between his lips. My jaw goes slack and my eyes roll back as I relished in the feeling of his tongue strumming hard and fast over my clit. My breathing quickens and my volume increases and Changkyun goes harder.

He even groans a little in reaction to my response to him. Jooheon is back playing with my nipples, pinching and pulling them gently all while kissing and licking my neck.

Both of them must have known I was about to cum because with every breath I took, every touch, kiss, lick, and flick of the tongue became more intentional.

My back arches up from Jooheon's chest and my mouth falls open as a silent cry of release escapes me. Jooheon holds me tightly against him and Changkyun's tongue presses flat and hard against my clit, suckling it gently as I came for him.

I'm not sure if it was the liquor still in my system or if these two were just that good...

But I came so hard that I heard a dull ringing in my ears and felt my heartbeat in my skull. Pumping and thudding heavily as if I'd just run a marathon.

"Damn...I think you killed her.." Jooheon jokes. I wish I had enough sense to slap him but I couldn't form a thought outside of how good I felt. Changkyun smirks at my dazed condition and sits himself back on his knees.

"Come here.." his husky voice calls to me and I'm soon being pulled up by the arms when my ears finally stopped ringing. With the help of Jooheon gently pushing me forward, I find myself sitting up on my knees and pressed against Changkyun's hard frame.

I blink away the tears that blurred my vision enough to see the bottom half of his face.

His swollen lips and chin had a slight glisten to them and they curl up into a smile as my hooded eyes found his. There was a heat in them that struck me straight to my soul and without even thinking, I lean forward to kiss him. I suck his bottom lip into my mouth and taste myself on his tongue.

Changkyun reciprocates and nibbles hungrily at my lips when I submit to him. I'm so lost in the way he tastes. The subtle hint of the liquor and dull salty sweetness of me was so satisfying.

So much so that I completely forget about the man on the other side of the couch, admiring my naked body from behind. Eyeing the two dimples above my plump ass cheeks and curve of my hips. Jooheon runs his tongue over his bottom lip slowly and swallows down the need building up inside of him. His dick had been throbbing in his underwear for what felt like forever and he was starting to ache.

My tentative hands were skimming down the humps of Changkyun's chest, following down the lines of his abs and he inhales sharply through his nose. He smirks against my lips while placing his hands on my waist, squeezing me slightly as he tilted his head to kiss me deeper.

I yelp into Changkyun's mouth when I feel Jooheon suddenly grabbing at my ass. His large deft hands squeezed and kneaded at my flesh and the couch cushions beneath us bow under the weight of him joining us to sit up on his knees. The warmth of his body is heavy on my back and I'm nearly purring in anticipation of what he was going to do to me.

Changkyun pulls back slightly to give Jooheon enough room to nuzzle my neck and he kisses me softly, trailing upward until he coaxes me to turn my head.

That's when he took his turn to kiss me again, wasting no time tangling his tongue with mine. One of his hands snakes around my waist and dips downward so that he's cupping my mound, coating his fingers in my slickness, and rubbing slow circles around my clit. I moan against his lips and clench at nothing as my need to be fucked grew annoyingly intense. As if he could read my mind, Jooheon presses himself into me. His shirted front to my naked back. My bare ass against the hard and incredibly thick bulge in his shorts.

Changkyun looked on with intrigue as he watched me writhe gently against his friend's body. Watching the way Jooheon's fingers toyed with my clit that was still sensitive from him licking it. He loved the sounds I made. He loved the way I melted into Jooheon the way Id just done with him, except seeing it for himself had a different effect.

"Kyun has you so fucking wet...I'm kinda jealous.." Jooheon slurs against my lips. I wasn't sure what he wanted me to say so I just ground my ass against his erection. The teasing friction makes him moan softly. His fingers dip lower to tease at my slit, which was even wetter now.

If that was was even possible.

"Damn..." Jooheon sighs at the discovery. He slowly pumps his fingers in and out, barely satisfying that need to be filled. My walls squeeze at his fingers greedily, making Jooheon whine.

"..fuuuuck.....let me fuck you...please.." were the words moving against my lips. I thought he would never ask.

Nodding my head briefly, I give Jooheon the green light to pull away and push me forward into Changkyun's chest. He was already laying back and getting comfortable in his front-row seat to the bullshit and my palms land flat against his defined chest as Jooheon shuffled behind me. Changkyun's warm touch wraps around my wrists and I look up to find him gazing at me softly.

He was so drunk off of the moment that his eyes were barely open as they focused on my parted lips. His tongue darts out over his bottom lip as if he was reminiscing about the taste of our kiss, already missing mine on his. I peck his lips a few times, slowly and sweetly. As if we hadn't already shared our first kiss a moment ago.

He released his hold on my wrists and runs his hands up my arms, over my shoulders, and rests them on my back. As the two of us kissed, Jooheon was pulling up the bottom of his t-shirt and biting it to keep it out of the way. In the same motion, he pushed down the front of his underwear, freeing the trapped monster that was already dripping at the tip.

Jooheon's planting his knees into the couch cushion with each of my knees on the outskirts. He nudges them to spread me open so that he has a perfect view of my pink puckered hole and my slit. He leans up, his hardened dick in hand with the other holding me by the waist, and for a moment he hesitates.

Perhaps he was thinking the same thing I was thinking before I allowed Channie to go down on me. How things would forever be changed once he entered my body.

Years of platonically formed bonds altered.

It wasn't like the thought never crossed his mind. I was sure it had. He's a man after all.

But thinking it and doing it were worlds apart.

Jooheon furrows his brow as he considers it for a moment, his hand still wrapped firmly at the base of his dick.

Too distracted by his thoughts, Jooheon doesn't notice Changkyun breaking our kiss and me continuing to kiss down along his jaw and nibbling at his neck. As he turned his head he notices Jooheon's pause. I'm sure he knew what he was thinking.

"What the fuck am I about to do..."

Changkyun turns his face into me, trailing kisses over my shoulder and up to my neck as the hands at my waist traveled down. They come over the curve of my hip and he squeezes me there, effectively spreading my asscheeks in the process. Jooheon looks up to find Changkyun's eyes on him, glancing up slyly as he kissed my skin.

He lifts a brow as if to question Jooheon's hesitance and to challenge him.

To dare him.

After a moment, Changkyun looks away and resumes his attention to kissing my neck, giving Jooheon the chance to make his move.

He doesn't wait another second. His dick was hard and I was only an inch away from surrounding him in my warmth. So with a slight squeeze at the base of his shaft, Jooheons dick steadies its aim. He flexes his hips and presses past my entrance, tensing his jaw at my tightness.

I lift my head from Changkyun's throat to moan at the light sting of him stretching me. Jooheon slowly pushes himself deeper and his eyes roll back slightly in relief as he rocked back to enter me again.

I never imagined Jooheon to feel this good. I mean I've known him for so long and have seen a fair share of women come and go through here. I heard him fuck on countless nights and would sit in my bed with wide eyes at the sounds his partners made. So sure, based on their colorful reactions, it would be safe to say that Jooheon had good dick.

Great, even.

And boy was that being proven tonight.

Jooheon fucked me like he was living out some sort of repressed fantasy. With Changkyun still spreading my cheeks, Jooheon filled me with every solid inch he had to offer. He fucked me hard and rolled his hips to angle his strokes so that he touched every part of me that he could.

I can barely catch my breath to keep up with him and with Changkyun holding me in place, I have no choice but to take it. I can't throw it back. I cant grind against him. Hell, I can barely manage a word. All I can do is try to make sure my voice is at an acceptable volume so the neighbors don't think someone is trying to kill me.

But obviously, Jooheon has other plans.

"I think she likes it Hyung..." Changkyun says arrogantly to the man fucking me senseless from behind but with his lips to my ear as if he's teasing me.

Jooheon grunts his response since the hem of his shirt was still trapped between his teeth and his grip on my waist tightens. He fucks me hard, forcing my body to rock suggestively against Changkyun. My breasts were pressed against his chest and I could feel the sweat forming between our bodies.

I cry out when I feel Jooheon slam into me harder than he had and Changkyun shushes me softly, strumming his fingertips down my spine soothingly.

"You're making my dick so fucking hard right now...fuck I want you so fucking bad..." his deep voice murmurs words I never imagined I'd hear from my otherwise introverted roommate. I involuntary clench my walls around Jooheon and from the way he groans, I can guess my nonverbal response is appreciated.

"Oh shit..oh shit..." he says, muffled by the bite on his shirt, his eyes cast down and focused on my body swallowing his length. Jooheon squeezes my waist tighter, digging his nails into my skin. His breathing is becoming more jagged and his rhythm less intentional. His dick seemed to swell and become even harder as it pulsed inside of me.

The familiar fog of an impending orgasm starts to settle over me and I start to pant in anticipation of it. Changkyun feels me trembling against his body and he recognizes the signs from when his face was buried between my legs. I feel his lips at my ear again.

"You sound so fucking sexy...Can I fuck you next? Hmm?" Changkyun whispers to me and I moan my consent, too high on Jooheon to give a damn about what anyone asked me at that point. At my response, I feel Changkyun let go of my ass and reach down between us to push down his underwear. The softness of his pubic hair tickles my shaved skin and the tip of my clit brushes against his now unclothed nether region.

The friction is welcome and I just knew I'd be cumming soon based on Jooheon's speed.

Just as I'm about to let go, he pulls out of me and begins pumping himself, screwing his eyes shut and throwing his head back with a deep groan of satisfaction. My walls twist and clench at his sudden absence and I whimper at how close I was to the edge before he pulled out.

I can feel his cum spurting all over my ass and trickling down over my slit but before its registers, Changkyun is moving beneath me. I immediately feel his hard length slapping against my heat, the sound so hot and wet it makes me blush harder than I already was from being edged.

Using what Jooheon left behind, Changkyun slips inside of me and fills me up in a way so different from his best friend.

But still so so good.

"Ohh my god..." I mumble, my eyes rolling back.

Changkyun is as thick as Jooheon but his tip curves up perfectly to hit the rigid spot inside of me and the moment he starts thrusting himself into me, I lost it.

It couldn't have been any more than 5 strokes that had my body trembling and my walls pulsating around Channie's dick.

"Whew shit...Hell fucking yea..cum on this dick..there you go.." he growls as he fucked me faster.

Jooheon was still at his end of the couch, watching Changkyun's dick disappear and reappear in the same place he just was. He was spent and still coming down from his release, but the sights and sounds in front of him has him slowly stroking himself with his bottom lip trapped between his teeth again.

Changkyun traps me in his arms and continues to slam himself into me as I ride out my orgasm slowly.

Once he feels as if my climax has passed, Changkyun tightens his hold on me, sits up, scoots back, and rotates so that he was now hovering over me. He flipped our position so suddenly that it catches me off guard. My back hits Jooheons front and he grasps me under my armpits to pull me up , keeping me secure against him as Changkyun resumed rolling his hips.

Putting me back in the position I was in not too long ago.

Changkyun grunts as he lifts one of my legs and hooks it over his shoulder without missing a beat. This opened me up, even more, allowing him to hit me even deeper.

My moans fill the room, accompanied by the sounds of skin slapping together and both men praising me. Never in a million years would I have imagined I'd be in this position. Literally, with two men I lived with and trusted, completely slutting me out in the most desirable way.

This brings me back to my initial thought: Boredom and alcohol are a dangerous combination.

"Yup. Take that shit. Take that shit. Hell yes..." Changkyun grits, his eyes focused on his dick destroying what little I had left. Jooheon watched too, getting a tiny kick out of the fact that he got to experience me first. Although his dick was hard again beneath me and he could easily go for another round, he chooses to suppress his desire to remain present. He rests his head on the side of mine, placing his lips near my temple. I feel him press a kiss there before aiming his voice at my ear.

".... I can hear how wet you are for us...You're doing so good....making Kyunie fuck you so good. Gonna make Kyunie cum? Gonna let him cum all over that pussy as I did?" his deeply rasped voice puts me in a headspace that I can't escape. I'm all feeling and sensation, experiencing every touch as if that was my sole purpose. I moan freely and new tears prick at the corners of my eyes.

Changkyun's moans were becoming less restrained as well and his mouth falls open as he approached his breaking point. "Want him to make you cum again?" Jooheon asks another teasing question.

"Yes! Fuck! Yes.." I cry and Jooheon chuckles as he kissed the side of my face.

"You heard her...make her cum..." he glances up at his friend, who was already on his own mission. Changkyun's strokes become hastier and a few seconds later, he's pulling out and spurting all over my tummy with his hand gripping the thigh pressed against his torso. The force of him pulling out was just enough pressure to do me in and as his seed coated my skin, my body shook and trembled against Jooheon. He holds me firmly to his chest, mumbling sweet praises in my ear as Changkyun purged himself to the very last drop.

He falls back to plop against the other end of the couch, breathing heavily as we all allowed the adrenaline and lust to fade.

I didn't even feel drunk anymore, only tired.

And sore. Very...very sore.

The storm we'd conveniently forgotten about rages on the outside and the crack of thunder that shakes the apartment snaps me out of my fatigue just enough for me to form a profound and very singular thought.

“I'm never getting drunk with you assholes ever again..."

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BabyDaddyHyunwoo: Home

Voyager: Kihyun x Hyunwoo ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

A/N: Shownuxreader with roommate Kihyun, unprotected sex, fellatio, voyeurism, masturbation..😈🌚

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"Shouldn't we shut the door?" You asked.

Hyunwoo's hands don't stall in unclasping your bra. He shoots a glance in the direction of his cracked doorway and shrugs with indifference.

"Naw, it's fine. Nobody's here..." he mutters.

He pulls the straps of your bra over your shoulders and you allow him to remove it fully, tossing it aside.

You pout your lips at his response but quickly become distracted by his lips closing around one of your nipples. A tiny gasp passes through your lips and you stumble forward when Hyunwoo pulls you into him by the waist with him kneeled slightly and level with your chest.

His lips are soft against your pebbled skin and his tongue flicks and swirls slowly over you for a few seconds before he pulls away to begin kissing down your tummy.

Though this impromptu quickie was your idea, Hyunwoo was most enthusiastic about gett straight to the deed while you seemed overly concerned with the fact that his bedroom door was still open.

"You...ooh shit...you sure?" Your eyes flutter from the way Hyunwoo's peppered kisses felt on his way down to the button of your jeans.

"Uh huh.." he responds, unsnapping and unzipping your pants quickly. He all but yanks them down, making you giggle as you stumbled back to land on his conveniently placed bed.

A sly smirk crosses Hyunwoo's face as he stooped down to finish pulling your jeans and panties from your legs. Once you were naked, it was now his turn.

You hurriedly unzipped his fly as he removed his shirt, tossing it aside with haste. Your hands make quick work of pulling his pants down to his mid-thighs and tugging the waistband of his underwear down enough to free the monster you'd been craving all day.

Hyunwoo's dick was perfect.

From the shape, proportions, length, girth, and color.

The veins on his shaft bulged as he made himself jump slightly, the act causing the light brown rounded tip to tap your bottom lip. Your eyes glide up from his member to admire his perfectly toned and defined abs. His long torso only exaggerated the presentation of his muscles and you couldn't get enough of looking at him.

Finding you admiring him from that vantage point arousing, Hyunwoo smirks down at you warmly as he slowly begins to stroke himself.  His abs flex and contract as he hid, pumping his length slowly and right in your face to tempt you.

Your eyes cut towards the open doorway again then back up to Hyunwoo's face.

"....but What if your roommate comes home.." you trail off when the weight of Hyunwoo's dick taps at your pouted lips again. Except for this time, his brows are inverted and his eyes are begging for you to open your mouth.

"Please...stop worrying about the damn door and worry about where you want me to put this first....."  Hyunwoo gestures towards himself with a smirk, looking arrogantly attractive as ever.

Reminding you of how horny you already were and how you were a bit pressed for time, you commence to scoot towards him and swallow him whole. Your lips wrap around his tip and suck him deep into the warm cushion of your mouth.

As you allowed your lips and tongue to get as wet as possible, you took him deeper gradually until he was touching the back of your throat.

His thickness has you gagging and your eyes roll back in satisfaction. A moan surrounds him as he pushed himself deeper and it causes him to inhale sharply between his teeth.

"Ffffuck....." he groans, tilting his head back. His large hands cradle your face, holding you gently and tangling his fingers into your hair as he slowly rocked his hips.

You catch his rhythm, allowing his dick to glide in and out of your mouth, holding him at his thighs and relaxing your throat for him. He ups his pace gradually, reducing you to a wet and sloppy mess as he fucked your face.

This was what you needed. After a day of dealing with grumpy humans and crappy weather, the only thing in the world that could cure your sour mood was right in your face.

Literally.

10 or so minutes later...

The lock of the front door shifts as the nob turned and Kihyun sings a random tune under his breath as he entered his apartment, bobbing his head to the music in his AirPods.

Due to the weather, his supervisor gave some of the crew the green light to leave early. Kihyun was thankful for it. He was exhausted and ready to just shed his sweat and rain-soaked uniform and crash for the remainder of the day.

He steps out of his shoes at the door and hangs his keys on the hook near the entry as he did every time he came home, still singing along to his playlist distractedly.

Once officially inside, he makes a beeline for the kitchen and opens the fridge curiously. He was hungry but had no clue of what he wanted. Perhaps his roommate would be down to go half on some take-out since he notices his keys on the hook as well.

As he leans down to inspect the items at the back of the fridge, he's blissfully unaware of the noise now filling his home. At least until there's a break between songs and his AirPods go silent. In that millisecond he's made privy to the sound of your unbridled moans.

"Fuck baby....oh my god yes!"

Snatching the air pod from his ear immediately, Kihyun shoots back with a straightened posture and scowl of confusion. He wasn't sure what he'd heard at first and he proceeds to pull his phone from his jacket pocket to silence his music.

That was the moment he heard you again.

"Oh fuck...yes! Yes!"

Loud and clear.

Now he was sure of what he'd heard.

"Wow...." he whispers, rolling his eyes in annoyance. He glances over his shoulder towards the front door, considering leaving and coming back later when he figured the two of you would be done.

Nope.

The forecast predicted heavy rain pour for the rest of the day with no breaks. There wasn't anywhere he could go that rivaled the warmth of his bed. Especially since he was dripping wet from the storm already.

He sighs, considering his only option.

He would have to walk past his roommate's door to get to his.

"Fuck it...." He mutters, turning away from the fridge as he closed it and exits the kitchen.

As he neared the dark hallway that led straight to his bedroom at the end of it, Kihyun notices something off-putting.

Hyunwoo's door wasn't closed. Which explained why the sounds of you moaning were so audible from the front of the apartment.

Kihyun groans inwardly as he stepped tentatively into the hallway, hoping he hadn't made his presence known to either one of you.

This was awkward enough.

From a few feet away from his room, Kihyun could just about guess how much you were enjoying whatever his roommate was doing to you.

The sounds of the mattress squeaking are perceivable as well, confirming exactly what the two of you were in the midst of.

He steps carefully over the wood floors and the sounds increase in volume as he approached Hyunwoo's door, his eyes lingering on the crack of light seeping through the thin opening.

"Just get to your room Kihyun...almost there.." he says to himself.

However, his curiosity betrays him once he steps into the small beam of light that leaked out from the bedroom. He steals a quick glance through it, catching an eyeful of skin in that split second.

He does a double take, his eyes widening slightly at the scene beyond the doorway.

Hyunwoo is completely nude, standing at the edge of his bed with you spread for him. His hands are holding you by both of your ankles, keeping them suspended in the air as he drove his dick into you over and over.

The sound of his pelvis slapping into you is obscenely loud, making it obvious how hard he was fucking you. Apart from how loud you were screaming for him.

Kihyun's lips part and his tongue skim over his bottom lip when his gaze falls onto the point of contact, watching the shaft of Hyunwoo's dick disappearing inside of your wetness over and over. He wasn't even pushing himself in, stroking you midway with only half of his dick inside of you.

"Shit..." he says to himself, considering for the first time ever how well endowed his roommate was.

At the thought, Kihyun felt all the blood

drain from his face and travel south until the bulge beneath his underwear aches.

His dick was hard at the sight and sounds of his roommate fucking his girlfriend, neither of them aware of him watching at all. Which added to the appeal in a way and he never imagined he'd be the type to get off on such a thing.

Sure, he knew Hyunwoo fucked you often when he was home but he was usually more mindful of the volume. He must have thought Kihyun wouldn't be home for a while. Naturally. It was barely noon and he usually didn't come strolling in until the early evening.

"This is wrong....this is so wrong..." he thinks. The rational part of him seemed to leap from his body and was attempting to drag him by the hand away from the cursed doorway.

But a different side of him...

A side he didn't even know he had, just couldn't look away.

Just then, Kihyun hears Hyunwoo for the first time when he lets out a few labored grunts. His abs glistened, as does the rest of his muscled body. An attractively erotic sight by itself.

But it's the way he moved that added to Kihyun's urge to grab a hold of himself through his pants.

Hyunwoo's bottom lip was trapped between his teeth and his brow furrows from the effort of him snapping into you faster and harder, making the lewd wet sounds between your legs crescendo. Other than his deeply toned grunts of exertion, his sounds pale in comparison to yours. 

You were very vocal and attractive in the ways you praised his efforts. Calling his name and gasping when he pushed himself deeper than before.

At the strain in your voice, Hyunwoo releases his bitten lip to smile and his hold on your ankles drops down to the back of your knees. He bites his lip again as he put his weight into his lean, falling into you as deep as he could go and relishing in the long drawn-out moan from you at his length.

This makes Kihyun's brow crinkle pitifully due to the way his member jumps and the ache worsens from it being trapped in his underwear.

Not being able to resist it any longer, he takes a quick glance towards the end of the hall before pushing his hand beneath the waistband of his sweats and underwear. The curve of his dick is tucked under a bit and he has to squat slightly to bring it forward to get a proper hold.

Once he has himself gripped firmly at the base, it takes some effort on his part to keep from groaning in relief at how good it felt.

He strokes himself cautiously, mindful of his limbs so as not to bump the wall or slightly ajar door inches from his face.

He checks back in just as Hyunwoo is leaning over you, rocking into you missionary style at a relaxed rhythm. Kihyun has to tilt his head a bit to spot the way Hyunwoo was looming over you now, lip still bitten with hooded eyes on your blissfully pleasured expression.

You're nearly touching at the tips of your noses and Hyunwoo rests his forearms on either side of your head before dropping his to kiss you.

A soft peck.

A lingering peck.

Then the rhythm of his hips slow to match the pace of his lips slowly parting yours, his tongue curling with yours in an open-mouthed kiss.

Kihyun feels a pang of envy in his chest at the sight of you two interacting, the intimate kiss complimenting the way he was handling your body.

The way he was rolling his torso to maintain a slow and steady stroke. The way he was now running his hand down your side, squeezing your hip and coaxing you to lift your leg higher over his waist as he kissed you.

All of these variables had Kihyun stroking himself harder, squeezing himself on the downstroke so that the beads of precum collecting at his tip begin to stain the front of his underwear. He releases a soft huff of annoyance at how confined he still felt and he promptly tugs his dick so that he's hanging over the band of his boxer briefs, now having a bit more room to jerk at himself.

Meanwhile, Hyunwoo is upping his pace. He keeps his lips on yours as he snapped his hips into you faster, rocking your body against the mattress and forcing the volume of your voice to increase again.

You break the kiss and arch up from the bed slightly at how amazing he felt inside of you, hitting every spot you needed to cum. Which you were very well on the way to doing.

"Oh fuck baby...." You exhale, your chin trembling and your eyes fluttering. Hyunwoo takes heed to what your body was telling him and he ups his ante.

Fucking you harder but maintaining his pace.

Reaching up under your armpits and digging his elbows into the mattress as his hands held you at the back of your head, simultaneously anchoring him on top of you.

"Gonna cum? Hmm?" He murmurs to you softly, his lips grazing yours as he spoke.

At the question, Kihyun felt the fuse deep from within him coming close to its end and he increased the rhythm of his hand as you responded.

"Yes..yes baby yes.." you sputtered, barely able to answer from how fast your orgasm approached. Hyunwoo hums in acknowledgment as he continued to fuck you, slamming into you hard as you begged for it.

"Oh, shit..." Hyunwoo murmurs, feeling your walls already clenching around him in preparation.

This alerts Kihyun to two things; you were about cum. Hard. And so was Hyunwoo.

Knowing that alone pushed him even closer to the edge of undoing and Kihyun's breathing increased as he fucked his fist faster.

"Oh fuck..I can feel it..." Hyunwoo groans, his controlled toned sounding less so as he surrenders to the feeling. His jaw falls slack and his forehead is now pressed against yours, his dick steadily driving into you over and over.

Kihyun matches his pace on himself, his eyes slowly beginning to roll at the thought of feeling your heat surrounding him.

Feeling you clench and quiver on his dick the closer you got to your peak.

"Don't stop! Please...don't stop!" You cry out and Hyunwoo groans in response, the strain in his expression evident as he was coming up behind you in the race towards the end.

Kihyun would most definitely be neck and neck with his roommate, his lip now tucked between his teeth and his brow furrowed as he focused all of his energy on reaching his release.

He wasn't as cautious about remaining undiscovered at this point, feeling as if all parties would be too distracted by pleasure to even care. 

As the three of them chased their high, Kihyun felt a slight weakness forming in his knees. This causes him to reach out with his free hand to lean it against the wall adjacent to the doorway for support, subsequently leaning his head back and clenching his eyes shut.

"Oh my god....." he says in tandem with you and you draw out the exclamation as your orgasm washes over suddenly, making you gasp and shudder beneath the strength of Hyunwoo's embrace.

His rhythm kicks into overdrive at this point, taking advantage of the way you were clenching and squeezing him. The added slickness from cumming makes the ride smoother for him to milk himself to the brink of exploding.

He tenses when his release hits him,  whimpering and groaning into the crook of your neck as his hips stalled out. He burrows himself deep inside of you with no mercy, hugging you close as he came.

Like kismet, the hand Kihyun has on the wall snatches away to cover his mouth to muffle the sound of him groaning as he too spilled into his fist. He stumbles away from the crack in the doorway and he carefully collides with the wall across from it in the hall.

The hand around his member is still busy at work, jerking and stroking until the entire front of his pants is stained with his seed.

"Oh fuck...fuck...what the fuck..." he whispers breathily, panting as the sizzle of his orgasm tapers out. It only takes a few seconds for his sense and clarity to settle back in and Kihyun stealthily steps away from the wall. He's mindful of his steps and how quietly he's able to open his bedroom door, only a few feet away from the couple now floating back down to earth.

Half of an hour or so passes and Kihyun had long since freshened himself up. Jumping into his shower and washed away the sweat, cum, and residual shame.

He couldn't believe what he'd just done but he decided it would be better to not dwell on it if he wanted to move on from it. It wasn't like Hyunwoo knew he was watching and if he was concerned about it, he would have made sure his door was closed.

Right?

Voyeurism wasn't something Kihyun ever imagined to be something he'd be into, being on more of the conservative side. Don't get him wrong, in the bedroom he got busy and was quite flexible but it never occurred to him that watching other people get off from such a short distance would get him off.

The more you know...

Some time skipped on and Kihyun found himself mindlessly humming a tune as he tossed some veggies in hot oil around in a skillet.

He was now dressed in a fresh pair of sweats, his brown hair still damp from his shower and his guilt-ridden anxiety from earlier drifting to the back of his mind. At least until he hears a pair of voices beyond the kitchen drawing near from the hallway.

Kihyun glances in the direction of approaching sounds and quickly schools his features as Hyunwoo and his partner come into view.

Your hair was damp and pulled up in a bun to dry and you were dressed comfortably in the clothes you came over in. You had your keys and phone in hand, along with the strap of your bag hanging over your shoulder.

Hyunwoo stands behind you near the doorway, wearing only a pair of dark sweats with his hair still dripping as well. His bare chest flexes as lifts his arms to stretch above his head as he watched you prepare to leave. He stands by while you toe'd at your shoes to slip them on.

At the sound of the food sizzling, he immediately lifts his gaze and acknowledges Kihyun's presence with a nod and Kihyun reciprocates with a tight-lipped smile.

"Hey, how long have you been home? Didn't hear you come in.." Hyunwoo perks his brow and Kihyun averts his gaze when you lift your head to look at him.

You smile politely despite him avoiding eye contact but he gives you a tiny wave to be cordial before responding to his roommate.

How the hell was he gonna be able to act normal now that he'd seen you naked, spread eagle, and exposed?

And not to mention the fact that he'd been attracted to you for while, even with you being with his roommate.

Another reason he held so much guilt. Hyunwoo was his friend as well as his roommate. Lusting after his girl was most definitely against the bro code.

Perhaps this wouldn't be as dismissible as he'd hoped.

"Um...not too long ago. Why?" He follows up and Hyunwoo pouts his bottom lip obliviously as he shrugged.

"Just asking. You're usually home later...." he shakes his head and Kihyun nods as Hyunwoo resumed his attention on you.

"Alright...let me know when you make it home ok?" He tilts his head, regarding you softly with the request. You nod with a smile, rising up on your tip toes to smooch him chastely before reaching for the door.

Hyunwoo swats your hand and grasps it himself to open it for you, making you giggle.

"Will do. See you later." You say with a wink. Hyunwoo winks back and smiles at you with fondness as you moved to step outside.

"Bye Kihyun! Good seeing you.." you call over your shoulder as you leave and Kihyun smirks at the irony of your words as he stirred at his dinner.

"Yeah.....Good seeing you too.."

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A/n: I know a voyeur and voyager are two different things. Its a play on words...Lemmelone.

*Part 2*

Bad Liar : Kihyun x Hyunwoo❤️‍🔥

*Part 1*

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Skin slapping skin...

Muffled whimpers and quickened breaths.

The air was thick of it and steaming with sex and her spent and strained voice.

Night had fallen and with it came the deep indigo that casted its light to filter through the blinds and over the hedonistic scene unfolding in the dark bedroom.

"Fuck....oh fuck.." her staccato moans meld with sharp exhales of ecstacy, her eyes rolling back into her head. Her pony tail bounces its self loose from from how her head thrashed back and forth.

Hyunwoo's abs flex and his stoic expression crinkles with effort as he snapped into her harder, hitting her square on her most sensitive regions.

"Mmmhmm.." he groans between breaths, going harder the louder she screamed.

Her mouth hangs open and she's almost drooling from how fiercely she was being fucked, bent over the foot of the wide mattress with her hands pressing firmly into the crinkled sheets.

They shuffle and gather beneath her grasp as she tightened her fists.

"Faster..faster baby please..." she begs him and he complies without a hitch, forcing her forward so that he could set his foot up on the edge of the mattress.

"Mmmm...Like this?" he asks, though he already knew the answer. He always did. Between her strangles moans and her quivering walls hugging his dick, Hyunwoo commanded her body better than anyone.

She struggles to keep herself grounded now that he was pounding into her deeper and faster than before and with one swift thrust, she falls face-first into the bedding with a labored groan.

Hyunwoo pauses his assault, glistening and dripping in sweat as he panted behind her.

His foot slips from the edge of the bed to slap back against the wood floor and his hold on her waist loosens . One of his hands glides down the curve of her hips to cup her plump ass cheek tenderly.

"Uh uhn...head up baby.." he gruffs, squeezing a handful of her flesh sharply. He accentuates the gesture by following up with a hard slap that sounds off into the atmosphere.

The biting sting of it has her lifting her head and she immediately locks eyes with the dark gaze that had been roving over her sweat glazed body for the past several minutes.

Kihyun is comfortably naked and positioned at the center of his bed with his back pressing against the headboard, legs spread and giving her an unobstructed view of everything he had to offer.

Although not as cut as his roommate, Kihyun's own set of impressive abs were defined by perspiration and they contract with every deep staggered breath. His chest and shoulders were sculpted and prominent, as well as his arms that flex occasionally under the moonlight.

He was sexy as hell.

And perhaps if Hyunwoo hadn't claimed her first, Kihyun would be the one bending her over his bed. The thought has him scowling a little.

Hyunwoo sets a slow and painful pace, pulling himself out halfway before shoving forward with enough pressure to make her yelp.

But her eyes are kept ahead, locked with Kihyun's as he licked his lips seductively and grasped himself at the base of his dick. He gives it a firm squeeze and exhales loudly as every vein on his shaft bulged.

Her eyes fall from his blissed expression to his pulsing dick that glistened from the beads of precum dripping from his hole.

"Kihyun..." she mewls, despite her boyfriend digging into her slowly from behind. His name on her lips in that way sends a shiver down Kihyun's body and the hand encircling his shaft strokes upward, causing an open-mouthed groan to fall from his lips.

"Ugh..oooh shit.." he sighs, expertly teasing himself with languid strokes that almost mimic Hyunwoo's rhythm perfectly. It's a dizzying sight, watching his hand glide up and down his veiny length, pushing more drops of cum to pool at the tip.

"Hey beautiful...." Kihyun summons the woman entranced by his dick softly, his voice tender and the words like honey on his tongue.

When she looks at him, his gaze softens and the hardness in his brow melts as he tilts his head back slightly to rest against the head board.

"Thats right.......eyes on me baby..." he breathes, chuckling a little as he paused midstroke to wag his dick teasingly for her to see. He pants sexily at the motion and runs his tongue over his top teeth with a soft smile.

He looked like the devil , gazing down his nose at her with his lips wet and parted. His hand was so pretty wrapped around himself, his girth as impressive as his length.

Hyunwoo grunts at the way her walls tightened around him and he smirks up at Kihyun briefly before driving his hips back and snapping into her harshly.

She cries out shamelessly but her eyes never stray from Kihyun's tantalizing display.

Hyunwoo had always been nothing shy of perfect to her, but his roommate was enchanting. Every part of him was chiseled and symmetric as if an artist crafted him from alabaster and clay.

His chest. His lithe yet defined muscular torso and spread legs. She wished to taste every inch of him, starting with those glorious 7 staring at her hungrily. The need was painfully obvious in her widened eyes and it only makes it Kihyun's smirk widen.

"I think you should be fucking her harder Hyung...she's gotten too quiet.." he directs his voice to Hyunwoo, who mirrors his expression before resuming his blistering pace with his fingers digging into her hips.

Her chorus of throaty moans picks back up immediately and she bites her lip in an attempt to keep from sounding like she was being killed.

Though she shouldnt give a fuck about what Hyunwoo's neighbors would think considering what was happening now.

Kihyun sighs as he goes back to stroking his dick, seamlessly matching Hyunwoo's pace and chasing the nut he'd been building up since they'd began.

Never in a million years did he think this would be happening. Hyunwoo in general wasnt a possessive guy and tended to be very generous with Kihyun if he needed something.

But that never included his girl...

Both men grunt and curse in tandem as she cried between them, the force of their lust pushing her closer to the edge. They could hear it in her broken voice that she wasnt going to last much longer.

Hyunwoo feels her walls tighten around him and he hums in approval before slapping her ass again, making her lurch forward. This time instead of scolding her to push herself back up , Hyunwoo simply reaches forward to grasp a handful of her hair. He yanks her head back just as Kihyun scoots down the bed so that shes now positioned between his legs, her gaping mouth inches from Kihyun's rock hardness.

Thats all she can focus on apart from Hyunwoo destroying her. The salacious tones of Kihyun's breathy moans and the slick sounds of him jerking his dick.

"Gonna cum Kihyun?" Hyunwoo asks unexpectedly and Kihyun responds with a hurried nod, screwing his eyes shut as if he was trying to hold out.

"Gonna cum on my girl's face? Hmm? Gonna show her how much you wish you could fuck her the way I do?" He speaks, almost tauntingly. And while it should have made Kihyun feel some type of way for his roommate to rub the truth in his face, it only made his dick harder to imagine it was him inside her right now.

"Oh fuck..yes..hell yes..." Kihyun groans out, all while the object of his desire cries out louder than she had before as her fuse reached it inevitable end.

"Hyunwoo!!! Kihyun!!" She yelps as she cums abruptly, gasping sharply and trembling from head to toe. Hyunwoo groans at the rush of her juices now coating his dick, making him slip deeper than before.

Its loud and wet and messy between the three of them, a mixture of cum, sweat and lust coating the air.

"Oh my god...oh my fucking god..." Hyunwoo whines the more he took advantage of his girlfriend's pulsing hole.

She's weak and immobilized at this point, completely at the mercy of these two sexily dominant men's dick's from both ends.

Every thrust from Hyunwoo behind pistoned her forward so that her lips grazed the aching swollen tip of Kihyun.

He pants vigorously as he jerked his length tirelessly, his hips canting forward and his other hand fisting at the sheets.

"Almost...fuck...there.." he tenses with his head now falling back. He releases his grip on the sheets to hold the woman inches from his tip by the back of her head.

His fingers collide with Hyunwoo's but neither of them pull away as both keep their momentum in climbing nearer to their peak.

Hyunwoo's eyes fall from the ceiling to watch the way Kihyun jerked himself feverishly until glistening milky ropes of his seed spurt all over his girlfriend's waiting tongue and lips.

She moans and flicks her frosted tongue over Kihyun's tip as he milked every last drop before smearing the rest over her pouted lips.

That does it for Hyunwoo and his brows go inverted as he came immediately after and he pumps her full of his cum with his dick burried deep.

Kihyun falls back against his mattress with a loud thud, his chest caving from how hard he was panting as if he'd ran a marathon.

He stares at the ceiling, fixated on the red blinking light on the smoke detector while he gathered himself , blinking slowly while the sizzle in his limbs tapered out to a dull tingle. It spreads from the tips of his toes to the top of head, and his dick twitched in his hand as it goes soft in his hand.

Remnants of his cum coated his knuckles, growing cold and unsavory the longer it was exposed to the air. But he makes no move to clean himself up. He just lays there staring at the ceiling, slowing his heart rate as his receding orgasm passes over him like a retreating tide.

"Fuck..." he exhales, still struggling to pull himself back to Earth.

After a while, Kihyun lifts his head to stare ahead at the wall across from his bed. Outside of his imagination, only a desk and shamefully reflective set of double monitors stared back at him from across the room.

Not his sweaty, buff and towering roommate.

Not his roommates sinfully sexy girlfriend with the fattest ass and most perfect set of tits he could have ever imagined in real life.

Just him, with a fistful of cum and shameful blush flooding under his pale skin.

Ever since the day he came home early from work and walked in to hear his roommate fucking his girl, the image of the two was branded in Kihyun's mind.

Hyunwoo's strength and stamina displayed by his perfect body.

Her hips and ass jiggling with every stroke.

His praises and her moans and the way they gazed at eachother drunkenly.

The sound of Hyunwoo's dick stuffing her full and how wet it made her for him.

It was all he could think about.

So when he lay awake in his bed after a hard day of working...

Or even on his off days..

Kihyun usually ended up lost in his vivid memory of that day and how it would be if he were a part of the moment, instead of creeping from the shadows.

Because thats what he felt like at the end of the day.

A creep.

Begrudgingly, Kihyun rises from his to get himself cleaned up. He came harder than he expected but after edging himself to prolong it, it made sense why every muscle in his body ached.

His shower was cold, on purpose, and he rushed to cleanse himself as if the sin of his fantasies would wash away with everything else.

But he knew it wouldnt change anything.

Not only was Hyunwoo his roommate, but he considered him as a close and cherished friend. There was never a moment when Kihyun felt he was anything less. He respected him.

Even after he'd got a girlfriend, Kihyun extended that respect to his partner. Despite him finding her increasingly attractive the more he had to be around her.

Ironically enough, as Kihyun emerged from his room in search of something to drink, He's alerted of company from the TV flickering against the darkness in the living room.

Cuddled up on the couch under a mountain of blankets were Hyunwoo and his girl's head on his chest watching a movie or something.

Kihyun didn't care enough to decipher which. He's only mildly annoyed that after relieving himself of the filth running through his mind all day, that'd he'd have to face the culprits so soon after.

He sighs before stepping into view just as Hyunwoo looks away from the screen.

"Sup Ki.." He greets him from the couch. 

The woman Kihyun had just envisioned swallowing his cum several minutes ago spares him a quick polite smile before going back to watching the movie.

She seemed invested, covered from the chin down on top of Hyunwoo's shirted torso.

"Hey.." Kihyun gives both a stiff and tired nod before turning to trudge towards the kitchen.

He opens the fridge, exhaling loudly as he squinted against the bright light from inside.

Some time later, Kihyun reemerges from the kitchen with a tall can of beer in his hand. He tips it back and guzzles down a heaping of it before exhaling a little burp.

Hyunwoo frowns.

"You good?" He calls to Kihyun, noting the large beer can and Kihyun shrugs his shoulder lazily.

"Yeah...just tired. Rough day..." he lies but he sounds assuring enough since all Hyunwoo does is hum in understanding.

Kihyun doesn't look back as he embarks on the path towards his bedroom. He wasn't up for any further conversation now that sleep was the next pressing matter to attend to.

The sound of Kihyun's door shutting has you exhaling in relief as Hyunwoo chuckled in amusement at the way your half naked body relaxes against him.

"Told you he was here...Look at you.." he teases and you rise up tentatively with your wide eyes locked on the hallway.

Just a few minutes ago....

"Shhh..." Hyunwoo tightens his embrace around your waist and you clench around him unintentionally as you stilled your movements.

You were on the couch, straddling your man with his dick impaling you from below. The movie you two merely served as mood lighting at this point.

It was late, on its way past midnight and it was the perfect night to be shared with Hyunwoo over take out dinner and some Netflix. At first the two of you were just chilling, cozied up together under the throw blanket and watching the movie. Its barely half way through it that you notice the stiffness of your boyfriend's manhood beneath his pants thumping under you.

He acts casually despite it becoming more and more obvious against your thin leggings , and eventually your back was to the screen and he was slipping inside of you.

"What is it?" You whisper and Hyunwoo says nothing for a moment, only gauging the silence surrounding you in the apartment.

"I thought I heard something..." he says finally and you roll your eyes.

"Now who's paranoid? Thought you said Kihyun was sleeping.." You tease and Hyunwoo grunts humorlessly.

"Im just being careful. You're the one so worried about him hearing us any other time. I know he's home and would rather him not catch me fucking you..." he responds.

You pout at the thought, knowing damn well you'd be mortified if that were to happen. You wouldn't be able to face Kihyun for while if he saw you like this.

But on the other hand...

The excitement of the possibility of being caught was just as arousing as it was the day Hyunwoo left his door cracked and respond to his warning cheekily by proceeding to roll your hips against him.

Despite Hyunwoo's weakening attempt to hold you still, he sigh darkly in surrender at the feeling of you glossing up and down his dick.

"Well....just watch my back then" you perk a brow before leaning down to peck his lips.

You were so warm and wet from him rubbing your clit earlier, that he knew it would take long to make you cum if he angled himself just right.

He loosens his embrace to aid you in bouncing on his dick, clenching his jaw as he moaned quietly against your lips.

You did the best you could with your volume, only letting huffed moans blow through your lips at every sharp thrust.

After pushing himself impossibly deep, a tiny yelp escapes you by accident and you lift a hand to cover your mouth immediately.

For some reason, this amuses Hyunwoo and he snaps up into you again with the same amount of force.

You muffle a moan against your moistening palm, eyes fluttering as he sets out on a determined pace. You weren't even moving over him anymore, just allowing him to hammer into you with one hand grasped tightly on his shoulder.

"Ah ah...don't be loud.." he warns between grunting himself and he lowers his position in the couch give him better leverage.

This goes on for another few minutes.

Hyunwoo slapping into you from below with his hands on your hips, and you keeping the blanket over each others bodies as you watched what he was doing with you lip caught between your teeth.

The most anyone could hear was the wet squelching of your combined sex's and it only got louder the closer Hyunwoo pushed you towards cumming.

The combined body heat between you under the blanket as both of your shirts sticking to your skin and you had half a mind to take yours off.

But Hyunwoo insisted that you didnt in case...

The hinges of a door sqeak in the distance and Hyunwoo immediately stops what he's doing and pulls you flat against his chest.

Still buried deep inside of you, he leans back to lay along the length of the couch with you resting on top of him. You adjust your position beneath the blanket and Hyunwoo increases the TV's volume from mute just as Kihyun emerges from the hallway.

His eyes are droopy and tired as if he'd just woke up and he regards the two of you boredely for a moment.

"Sup Ki?" Hyunwoo's deep voice rasped and you smirked under the blanket at how fast his heart was beating beneath your cheek.

"Hey" your boyfriend's roommate responds casually before disappearing into the kitchen.

At the sound of him clinking around the open fridge, you wriggle your hips suggestively and Hyunwoo grunts.

"Quit." He whispers against your hair, giving your bare ass a squeeze. Just then, Kihyun is stepping from the kitchen chugging his beer.

"You good?" Hyunwoo lifts his chin to ask, still groping your curves inconspicuously and you heard Kihyun mumble something in response that satisfies Hyunwoo enough to not press further.

The most interest you show his roommate is to ensure he'd made it back to his room before lifting your head.

"See? Told you he was here...Look at you.." he teases and you rise up tentatively with your wide eyes locked on the hallway." Hyunwoo waits a few seconds after Kihyun had gone to scold you softly and you waited a few more for extra measure before sitting up completely.

"Maybe we should go in your room?" You suggest worriedly and Hyunwoo smirks at how cute you looked.

When just a moment ago, you were panting and biting your lip as you bounced on his dick shamelessly. Your expression shifts when you notice Hyunwoo staring at you in that way that always caught you off guard and the idea falls flat the moment he rolls himself up into you.

His tip presses hard against your cervix and you gasp, squeezing his pecs harshly through his shirt.

He pulls back only thrust upward again.

And again.

And again.

Until you have bite down on the moan fighting to blow your cover.

Hyunwoo smirks.

"Just watch the hallway...I was almost done." He says smoothly, picking right up where he left off on his pursuit of both of your orgasms.

Bad: Kihyun❤️‍🔥

A/N: KihyunxOC, jealousy, angry sex, oral, shit-talking, mild degrading, "who's is it?".

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Relentless.

Insufferable.

Stubborn.

An animal..

Those were the words running through Kihyun's mind as he listened to you rant beside him in the passenger seat.

It was like any other night out together. Where it begins on a high note, with flirting and teasing. Liquor and lingering glances. Grinding against each other on the crowded dance floors while you whispered in his ear, telling him how much you wanted him and how good his body felt against yours. Alcohol had a tendency to loosen you up in more ways than one and Kihyun was always mindful enough to pace himself and not drink too much so that he could be ready to handle you and your...personalities.

But he could only do so much when soon after your tipsy giddiness, came the drunk and mildy belligerent side.

So predictable...

Typical...

"..and theeen that bitch had the nerve to stare at you when we passed her...you better be glad you got me out of there when you did...I would have made a scene, Kihyun. Don't play with me..." You remark agitatedly, glancing out the window and shrugging off your boyfriend's leather jacket.

".....better be glad you got me out of there when you did..ptthhhht" Kihyun mocked you silently from the drivers side, checking his mirrors distractedly.

You glanced over at him sharply and he stealthily schooled his features, which were just contorted comically in the way he felt you looked when you were nagging.

"You say something?" You seethe and Kihyun shoots you a quick oblivious glance as he drove.

"Hmm? Me? Nope...not a word your majesty..." he shrugs and you scoff.

"Your majesty...cute...funny how you're snarky now but didn't have shit to say when that bitch bumped into me."

"What?" Kihyun furrows his brow with his eyes ahead and you turned fully in the passenger seat to face him.

"You heard me. Always so cool and so passive...you had nothing to say when your ex was eye fucking you from the bar. Then nothing when she bumped into me...I bet you if she had of grabbed a handful of your ass you wouldn't have said shit then either.."

"You know damn well thats a lie. If anyone touched me or you, they'd be flat on their ass by the time they figured out what hand they used.." he scoffs and though you knew that to be true, something about poking with Kihyun while he was driving and couldn't properly poke back intrigued you.

"Yeah..maybe. Maybe the old and fun Kihyun would have. But now youre just...bleh.." you respond and the side of Kihyun's mouth twitches into a darkly amused smirk.

"Bleh?...So what, Im boring to you now?" He lifts his brow and you hum thoughtfully as your eyes scanned over him as he drove in his white v-neck tee and dark washed jeans that fit his body so attractively.

"Lori.." Kihyun calls to you and your drunkenly lustful and distracted gaze is pulled up from his crotch to his face.

"Hmm?" You respond. Kihyun glances over at you in spurts expectantly.

"You heard me."

You sigh dramatically as you rolled your eyes, rolling over in your seat in turn to face the window again.

"Do I think youre boring? No....Not at all baby. Youre just so....I dont know. Good..." you exhale. Kihyun frowns at your word choice.

"Good? As opposed to what? Bad?" He asks. You pause before nodding in a agreement arrogantly.

"Yep. Precisely...you used to be so good at being..bad. So quick at the tongue. Ready for whatever...but now you're just...good. Which isn't bad. I guess...." Your drunken mumbles were making less and less sense and Kihyun was barely sober enough for it.

"You guess....ok..." he chuckles as he lets out a measured exhale through his nose, massaging his temple with his forefingers as the car came to a red light.

You said a few things here and there for the remainder of the ride and Kihyun tuned out the majority of it because you weren't saying anything spectacular and it was always the same.

Not to mention slurred as hell.

Complaining. Criticizing. Reminiscing on the Kihyun you met several years ago who would brawl it out with any man who took as much as a look at him or you funny. Who would get excited about seeing you so jealous and territorial and would mock any woman of his past to their face with you in his hands.

Coming home late with locked lips, liquored tongues, red and raw bruised knuckles, and scattered cuts on his face and lip.

There was something so enticing and exciting about him then and that was what pulled you.

Your lust for chaos and his edginess.

But eventually, everyone grows up.

To be fair, the change was welcomed and needed. The fights were often volatile. You were always a spitfire and not one to allow any man to shake you up. At least until you met Kihyun and he completely wrecked you in ways you couldn't explain.

And while you two were compatible and loving, you also pushed each-others buttons.

ALOT.

Thus infusing the constant power struggle between the two of you that ultimately ended with one of you on your backs.

Metaphorically and literally.

Good times.

Thankfully, You found some silence as Kihyun was pulling into the parking garage of your apartment complex. But your attitude was still on 10. Maybe it was the buzz that was quickly fading. Maybe it was the fact that your feet were killing you in those heels.

Or maybe it was Kihyun's lack of engagement in your attempts to get a rise out of him.

You didn't bother waiting for him to open your door for you and you slammed it shut with excessive force. You staggered for a few steps, wobbling on your heels, and you huff out of frustration before cursing under your breath. Kihyun is just now exiting the car and walking around it to spot you bending down to snatch the heels from your feet.

"Ugh...stupid...fucking..shoes..." you mumble and Kihyun snickers from behind. He tilts his head and narrows his eyes appreciatively at the way your short skirt rides up your legs. Then he rolls his eyes at the fact that you were probably ass'd out the entire evening. He sighs.

"Is it the shoes that are the issue? Or that tiny ass skirt.." he sneers as he strolled passed you with his leather jacket hanging over his shoulder. You felt his eyes on your backside as you straightened up.

"Im surprised you noticed either one..." you snapped at his back as he left you to approach the elevator.

"Please...me and half the city noticed that ass hanging out all night. You'd be pleased to know..." he mutters and you step briskly  to catch up to him on bare feet just as he pushed the call button.

"And what the hell is that supposed to mean?" you grumble beside him and Kihyun barely responds, sparing you a low scoff and smirk as the doors opened.

In the elevator, you made sure Kihyun felt your annoyance by standing in the corner opposite of him.

Your arms are crossed over your tummy, heels dangling from your fingers as your bare foot taps against the floor impatiently.

Kihyun leans casually against his side of the elevator, his head leaning against the wall and his eyes upon the changing floor numbers.

If someone were watching them on the security cameras, one would think they were strangers.

Sometimes it felt like you were.  The things you said to him earlier weren't just born in your mind tonight. There was a major shift in his behavior and the way he wasn't as passionate as he used to be.

He was working a steady job now and putting in lots of hours. Paying bills and taking care of business had its tendency to dull the brightest of people. Even you had a tendency to feel like the routine life you two adopted was taking a toll on you.

But at least you were still you...

At least you still cared enough to react or to pick a fight...

Unlike...

Your attitude persisted as the two of you entered your apartment. Kihyun was quiet per usual, dropping his keys against the counter and stepping out of his shoes. You bumped him on your way to the bathroom, slamming the door behind you dramatically. Kihyun chuckles in amusement at your antics, knowing that the true root of your tude was beyond the minor events of the night. Beyond the tame turn he'd taken and your struggle with adapting to it. He knew exactly what was going on and the thought of it had him tensing in excitement and anticipation when he heard your heavy footsteps traveling up the hallway towards your bedroom.

You were too consumed by the task of removing your jewelry and tossing your heels in the closet to notice that you weren't alone.

As you were turning around to begin peeling off your club attire, Kihyun was suddenly behind you and yanking you towards him by the arm. He pushes you against the wall roughly and blocks your view of anything beyond him with his jaw clenched.

Your eyes flutter at the sudden aggressiveness but you have no time to respond verbally when his lips were suddenly against yours. A strained moan vibrates between your mouths and the heat of Kihyun's hard body is on you, pinning you against the wall. His tongue dominates yours and his hands rove all over your body, from wrapping around your neck to squeezing one of your breasts through your thin top.

He groans softly as he pressed himself into you more, letting you feel every muscle in his chest and torso through his shirt, as well as the sizable bulge forming in his pants. You wanted to touch it and him, but you were too distracted by the skill and passion of his lips moving against you.

"You know...you've got...a lot...of fucking...mouth..." Kihyun practically growls to you between kisses. The hand at your neck grips you unsubtly and he pulls back to watch your pupils expand as he applied some pressure. Something in him ignited and the fact that he was much soberer than you were made you squirm.

He was irritated and focused and sexy as fuck.

A deadly cocktail.

"I think We've heard enough of the shit talk from you for tonight...What do you think?" He whispers. As he did, the hand on your chest moves down and slides beneath the waistband of your skirt. He resumes kissing you to keep you from uttering another word, tilting his head to deepen the kiss as he slipped his hand beneath the stretchy material and lace. It's like electricity charged his touch when his fingers make contact with your wetness and Kihyun smiles against your lips again wickedly.

As shocked as you were by his sudden shift, you were elated at the sense of familiarity you felt. It was taking you back to when the two of you first met and he fucked you in the back of his car after your first date.

Don't judge...

"I guess being so aggravating really gets you going huh? " He teases, rubbing over your clit slowly with the pads of his fingers. The sweet friction feels like heaven and hell, pleasurable and torturous at the same damn time.

Kihyun's lips linger against yours, barely touching but parted as you shared a breath. His eyes are low and off focus, his other senses keying in on the way you were responding to his touch. Your staggering breath was still laced with the scent of alcohol. Your skin was flushed and warm from your inebriation and arousal. Your searching hands holding him at his shoulders, digging your nails into his shirt as he upped his pace. Rubbing you faster and harder, licking over the front of his teeth as he smiled at your soft moans.

He abruptly pulls his hand out from your heat and lifts his glistening fingers between your lips and his.

The scent of your slick is heady and more intoxicating to him than the liquor in your system and in an act that makes your insides quake, Kihyun presses his tongue between his wet and slippery fingers. He tastes you and feeds you a sample in one pass of his tongue. You lick at them thirstily, chasing his mouth and fingers as he pulled them both away with a smirk.

A soft whimper passes through your pouted lips and your lust drunken eyes drag up to meet Kihyun's.

"What? You want more? " he arches his brow. You bite your lip and bat your hooded gaze up at him, letting your head fall back against the wall as he loomed over you. He hums deep in his throat at how fucked out you already looked for him, seeing as how he had barely done anything yet.

You were so gorgeous. Everything about you was perfectly placed and designed. Except for your attitude. If only you would shut up sometimes...

If only there was a way to keep you quiet-ish for an extended period so that he could enjoy his most favorite parts of you.

If only...

Sexy swanky time skip

Relentless.

Insufferable.

Stubborn.

An animal...

Just three words you would use to describe your man's overall personality. Though you would use many more to describe him if given the opportunity, those three, in particular, are the only ones that came to mind at the moment. The haze of the alcohol still buzzed in your veins as you lifted your head weakly with your kiss burned lips parted and agape.

Kihyun had been tucked between your legs for what felt like forever, licking you to the brink of insanity for God knows how long. You were trembling and spent from cumming so intensely back to back, but that wasn't stopping him from trying for your fourth orgasm. Your walls clenched and pulsed around his fingers, completely coated with slick that dripped down his wrist.

His tongue had to be battery charged from the way it flicked and swirled over your clit tirelessly. You were surprised it hadn't gone numb on you yet from the overstimulation.

But no.

You were too aroused at this point. Especially with how Kihyun was looking up at you periodically with those beautifully seductive eyes and groaning appreciatively at your taste.

"Baby...please..." you whimpered, lifting your head weakly to gaze down at him. Kihyun closes his lips around your clit to give it a few hard sucks as he finger fucked you, completely ignoring your desperate plea for mercy as he pulled your fourth orgasm out of you.

This time you squirted for him, gushing all over his bottom lip and chin as you cried out in a string of curses before gasping.

His fingers rub vigorously inside of you, making the sounds of your wet release most dramatic.

"Please what?" He pulls his mouth away from your clit to ask. When you were able to find him through the blur of your tears, Kihyun was looking up at you from between your trembling legs with that glint of darkness in his eyes.

Shit.

He was still annoyed.

"Please what?" He repeats, his fingers finally slowing to a soothing rhythm. Which you were thankful for with how sore he had you with his hand alone. You were almost afraid of how you'd feel after he fucked you.

If he fucked you...

Kihyun stares up at you expectantly, seeming a little annoyed at you interrupting him. Your mouth gapes a bit with hesitance. You weren't sure of what to say or what it was exactly that you wanted.

To stop?

Well...no.

To keep going?

Eh....yes and no...

To stop being a jealous,bratty cunt who felt the need to take her frustration out on her moody boyfriend instead of just using her words like a normal adult?

Abso-fucking- lutely.

"Can you just....talk to me?" You mutter and Kihyun lets out a short laugh.

"Talk? That's what you want?" He lifts his brow.

Mind you, three of his fingers were still nestled deep inside of you.

"Yes, baby...please. Can we talk?" you half moaned when Kihyun suddenly pulls his fingers from inside of you. There's a dull ache at his fullness vanishing and you sigh in relief as he stood at the edge of the bed. You gazed up at him desperately as he begin undressing. You were already ass naked and sprawled across your shared mattress, panting and exhausted already.  Kihyun regards you with zero pity as he pulled his shirt over his head and tosses it aside. Then he begins undoing his button and fly, pulling the zipper down with a sinister glare.

"All of that shit you've been talking all night and now you wanna have a conversation? Funny.." He mutters. You were too mesmerized by the body in front of you to respond. His smooth and even complexion and his rippled abdominal muscles. Though Kihyun wasn't considered by most to be a large man, Everything about the way he carried himself screamed big and confident. His body was just as perfectly made as the symmetry of his facial features, which were screwed into a sexy scowl right now as he pushed his pants and underwear down in one swoop.

Now that he was naked, a small rush of fear and excitement fell over you.

He was clearly irritated by you and your shenanigans from earlier tonight.

But his dick was HARD. Thick and twitching, every vein in his shaft bulged and prominent. Kihyun smirks at your expression and he reaches for your ankles.

"What was that? I thought you wanted to talk...you're pretty quiet now.." he mutters as he tugged you towards him, spreading your legs in preparation to fuck you.

The sight of his hard dick aimed and ready at your entrance makes your mouth water admittedly but you blink away the daze so that you could address him. 

"I mean...I don't have to be..." you stammer and Kihyun let out a soft chuckle.

"I'm betting on it. Open your legs..." he demands, despite already having you spread.  Kihyun dips down and grasps you by your thighs, yanking you even closer to him so that his dick grazes over your folds, rubbing your aching clit along the way. You moan pitifully at how good it felt and Kihyun bites his lip when he pulled back to drag his dick back to press the tip of him at your tight entrance.

"I'm not in a talking mood. So if you're not gonna be quiet...." he trails off as he sinks into you.

He eases into you quickly and pulls back only for his dick to be forced back into you again.

Then again. And again.

Snapping his hips into sharp hard thrusts that have you jolting up on the bed. Your eyes are already rolling back at the fullness and you put zero effort into containing your moans. For once, the sound of your voice doesn't make him want to roll his eyes tonight and he leans over your body to pull you into his hard gaze.

"What was that? Can't hear you.." he grunts as he fucked you deeper.

Kihyun places his hand over your throat to hold you still so that he was sure you were making eye contact. Which you were, barely.

You were doing your best.

He applies pressure and you moan out a gasp that has him groaning in satisfaction.

"Ooooh fuck, I love that sound." he grits, squeezing your throat tighter and upping his pace. He smacks into you hard as fuck for a few strokes that begin rotating his hips to stretch you further for him. All while choking you and relishing in all the noises you were making.

"mmhmm...that's what I wanna hear from you. That's all I wanna fucking hear from now on. You understand me?" His tone goes cold and you knew he expected you to respond. So you nod and whimper affirmatively the best you could under your current circumstances and thankful, Kihyun accepts it.

"Good."

Suddenly he's pulling out of you, his dick glistening with your juices. He gives your thigh a light tap that makes it jiggle and tuts his chin.

"Now get up and turn around. Right now..." he commands in a gruff tone.

You didn't move as graceful or as coordinated as you normally would have but you didn't hesitate to do as you were told. Now that you were on all fours and arched for him, Kihyun climbed up on the bed and lodged his legs between your thighs. This forced you to spread for him even more and he quickly resumed his delicious torture.

Kihyun fucked you hard and fast with his hands gripping the meat of your hips. He drills into you over and over with his fingers tangled in your hair, tugging your head back with every thrust. Snapping his hips and grunting with each thrust that has you nearly sobbing from how good it felt.

You loved this. Every fucking bit of it.

As he pounded you into the mattress relentlessly, you called out his name between moans.

"Ki.....Kihyun...baby..." you mewled desperately. Your eyes were rolling back and your body rocked back against his hurried and deep strokes.

"Look at you...finally using your words..." he snarks from behind you. His stamina is unmatched and it's a wonder that he can speak so evenly while digging into you so deeply.

"Kihyun ...Kihyun please..." you cry out.

"Please what, Lori?" he barks, your name on his tongue stinging bitterly in your ears. It makes you crazy and even needier, the burn of your impending explosion sizzling down your spine. He never lets up his powerful pace as he tugs your head back in expectancy of your response. You cry out at the pain and whimper. "Gonna...gonna cum..gonna cum..oh my god..."

"Yeah? You done being a brat? " he grits and you moan something along the lines of a yes. He groans in satisfaction at the sound, biting his lip.

"Oh fuck...fuck..You know you're mine, right?" He tugs at your hair again with emphasis.

"Yes!" you yelp. Just then, Kihyun lets goof your hair to push your head down into the pillows. He rises higher over you with one of his legs up and foot planted by your waist to give him a better angle and he goes into overdrive.

From that point, if he asked you anything else you wouldn't have known, heard, or fucking cared. You were all tears, sweat, drool, and muffled moans from here. Taking the delicious consequences of your actions from the entire night like a champ. Somewhat.

When you came, you saw stars.

When he came, it was with his dick pressed as deep inside of you as it could go. Painfully so, but he didn't care. He wanted you to feel every drop and inch of him so that you knew that the man you fell for in beginning was still there and had been there all along. It was a matter of whether or not you could handle him once you woke him that he needed you to keep in mind.

After a while, the two of you ended up spooning beneath the newly changed comforter and sheets on his bed. Kihyun is behind you with his bare chest against your back, his arm draped possessively over your waist to keep you close. You were both still awake surprisingly and there was still a thin layer of earlier tension still hanging over you.

"Did I hurt you?" Kihyun rasps in your ear, an edge of uncertainty in his tired voice. You were sore all over and felt as if you had been in a fight and lost, but you weren't going to tell him that.

Because you loved the feeling.

"No"

You could a slight sigh of relief lift at his chest from behind you.

"Still wanna talk?" he asks after a beat and you smiled. A few seconds passed as you considered your response and everything you'd been on about all night. Suddenly, all of it seemed microscopic now. You squirmed back against Kihyun's naked frame and nuzzles your neck, squeezing your waist beneath his arm.

"No."

"Good." he deadpans, earning a sharp elbow in the ribs from you. He huffs out a surprised and pained chuckle, knowing your fiery personality wasn't far away despite him fucking you into submission for hours. And he was relieved at the fact.

There wasn't a thing he would change about, even if you bugged the fuck out of him, being with you felt too good.

And bad.

Something you both were oh so good at being.

Heaven: Changkyun❤️‍🔥

Tags: Monsta X's IM x Reader, long-distance relationship, lazy morning sex, kinda fluffy then kinda nasty, pussy eating..something short and sweet. :)

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24 hours.

That was all the time you had with him and he had already wasted a third of it in bed.

The Miami humidity was less offensive from inside the luxury suite. Oceanview balconies welcomed in the breeze that morning as you lay tangled in sheets as white as the sands with your long-distance lover.

Changkyun was..busy, to say the least.

Promotions. Rehearsals. Fittings. Video shoots. Interviews. Fan meets. Group studio sessions. Solo studio sessions. Performances.

With all he and his group members had scheduled, it was out of sheer luck his managers granted the guys one full day of rest before they got to work on promoting their two new albums internationally.

Though being back in the states after such a long time seemed like a vacation, the young rapper had his fill of obligations and you couldn't bring yourself to be upset with him for choosing the first several hours of his rest day with you to be spent sleeping.

Ok, maybe you were a little mad.

Slightly pouty at best. But not at him, only at time and the lack thereof.

He deserved the rest after all.

It was barely noon and the room service you'd ordered for breakfast was surely cold when your boyfriend opened his eyes. You're seated upright in the large bed with the TV remote in hand, channel surfing in silence.

You were freshly showered, smelling like warm sugar and decadently scented body butter, shaved and exfoliated, and primed for a day of making up for the lost time. Considering how tired Changkyun was last night when he and his group members touched down in Florida, you didn't expect him to be actively intimate with you when you went to bed.

When you awoke that next morning, inhaling his warm masculine scent with your face nuzzled in his neck, you didn't mind the stillness or silence. After being separated for so long, it felt like heaven to finally be in his arms.

You were happy to be pressed against him with his leg slotted between yours, causing a teasing friction every time one of you stirred.

He felt so good. His skin was smooth and soft, contrasting his muscles that were firm and toned beneath it.

"G'mornin" Changkyun croaks from beside you, not even lifting his head as he pulled himself from his slumber.

You glance over to find him still smushed against the fluffed pillow with his jet black hair fanning over half of his face. All you can see are his dark pink sleep swollen lips as they moved.

"I smell peaches..." were his next words and you chuckle breathily as you shook your head.

"Good morning." You smirk, resuming your attention to the television only to turn it off. You weren't watching it anyway and you preferred to take advantage of the opportunity to talk. Changkyun groans tiredly as he rolls over on his back, running the palms of his large hands over his face.

"Fuck......how long have I been out?" he grimaced tiredly, leaving only one eye open to adjust to the daylight. You looked over at him fondly for a beat before responding.

"A while." is all you say, sounding much more resentful than you intended. Changkyun tenses at your tone and turns his head towards you with a lazy frown.

"Uh oh...You're mad," he states and you mirror his frown, shaking your head adamantly.

You watched Changkyun rise up from the pillows, shaking his bed head out until his long mane of black silk was falling over his perfect head in the sexiest way. His spine was curved as he sat up, making the lumps of his abs and chest protrude attractively.

Damn...

"No. Why would I be mad?" you respond distractedly.

"Because.......I fell asleep." Changkyun pauses to stretch his arms over his head midsentence.

"You came here straight from the airport babe...after an 18-hour flight." you point out, now leaning against the headboard and shamelessly admiring his body as he woke himself up fully.

After rolling his shoulders and cracking his neck, Changkyun lets out a strained sigh before plopping back against his pillow again. You smirk at how he did all of that for nothing.

"And you're obviously still tired so..." you trail off, not even wanting to finish your sentence since it would add insult to injury.

"Nope! I'm up...I'm up... Tired or not, we only have half a day left together.." Changkyun groans tiredly, his words muffled slightly as he rubbed his hands over his face again in an attempt to wipe the sleepiness away. 

"Not really. I mean I'll be here for as long as you all are in Miami." you shrug and Changkyun wrinkles his nose in disagreement.

"Yeah but then I'll be too busy or too tired to spend time with you. It'll be more nights like last night. Coming in late and going to bed soon after." he almost whines. The guilt and regret in his tone are enough to make you feel like a turd for showing any signs of disappointment.

He really was working hard and the distance wasn't just hard on you. He missed you too and when this opportunity for you to be together came about, he was more excited than you to board that flight.

"Hey.....I knew what I signed up for. I'll be here for as long as you are. If that means the bulk of our alone time is to be spent in bed, laying together, I'm ok with that." you shrug, actually believing what you were saying for once.

Changkyun squints at you incredulously.

"You sure?"

You nod at him with a soft smirk.

"It can deal with it. One of the few of cons being with you."

At that, Changkyun's eyes widen in offense and amusement.

"Cons??? ....with an 's'? As in plural? More than one?" he asks, his tone climbing with each question. You laughed at his expression and roll your eyes as you moved to get up from the bed.

"Oooh, yea. You think being IM's secret lil girlfriend is a walk in the park?" you toss over your shoulder on your way across the suite. Changkyun sits up just enough to watch your thickly toned legs move as you walked, keying in on the way the shirt you wore barely concealed your ass cheeks beneath it.

"I mean. Not really but..." he murmurs, trailing off and tilting his head to get a different view of your curvaceous body.  From up close and under the covers, Changkyun hadn't realized you were basically naked underneath that loosely fit shirt. Well, his loosely fit shirt. One of the many you'd sifted through from his luggage. It was always comforting to have his scent on your skin, even when he was laying next to you.

Knowing now that you were naked made any trace of jet lag or fatigue fade, waking up other parts of him as he watched you venture across the room in the direction of the outlet where your phone was charging.

Your nudity is further confirmed when you bend over thoughtlessly to pick it up, exposing your naked ass and the slit of your lips to him for only a second. As you stand and turn to the side, the shape of your full breasts and nipples poke through the thin fabric, and Changkyun stares shamelessly as you checked for any missed notifications.

God, he loved your body.

Dreamt of it almost every moment he wasn't with you in Korea.

Spent countless nights envisioning it as he stroked himself repeatedly, calling your name as he came in his hand, and doing his best to ignore the heartache he felt once the haze faded.

But now, you weren't just a beautiful part of his imagination.

You were here.

A few seconds pass and you were making your way back to join Changkyun in bed, mindlessly texting away in response to your friends that had been checking in with you since landing in Miami. As you resumed your spot beside him, Changkyun watched you settle back against the pillows with your phone still in hand. He drags his bottom lip between his teeth while you sent your final text, setting the phone aside on the nearby dresser.

You felt his eyes on you immediately and glance over with a smirk.

"What?" you perk your brow. For a moment Changkyun doesn't respond, only dragging his heated gaze over your body appreciatively. His mouth shrugs innocently before laying his head back down against his pillow.

"Oh, nothing...Hey, why is it that every time you move...I suddenly have the strongest craving for peaches....." he asks randomly.  You grunt softly in amusement at his question and shake your head.

"You probably just smell me. I took a long shower before you woke up..." you shrug nonchalantly, not expecting Changkyun's interest to be peaked by the small fact.

"Foreal?..come here?"

Without warning, Changkyun reaches out to pull you towards him by the neck. He nuzzles you playfully while inhaling the sweet scent of your clean skin, making you giggle and push back against him.

"Now you know I'm ticklish..." you complain lightly while trying to escape his hold, only encouraging Changkyun to pull you into him tighter and chuckle mischievously against your skin.

His lips were pillow soft on your neck, the tip of his nose brushing just beneath your jawline as he inhaled the soft peaches and cream scent. His new favorite smell on you next to his. His hands held the fabric of his shirt firmly, trapping you against his body as he kissed up and over your jaw until his lips were on yours.

He tasted surprisingly fresh despite having woken up a few minutes ago and you allowed yourself to melt into him with every luscious peck. He sucks at your bottom lip before taking it between his teeth, making you moan at the sting.

He releases it to resume the languid dance between your tongues, sighing in contentment as his hands snuck beneath the shirt covering your body. The moment he touches your bare skin, you flinch in reaction to the chills they inspired as if electricity flowed through his fingers.

He squeezes your hip and allows his grip to travel lower to cup your ass cheek, pushing the shirt higher from your body.

"Take it off.." he whispers against your lips and you immediately comply, pulling away so that you could pull the loose shirt over your head. The moment it's gone, Changkyun's mouth is on you again. Starting at your lips, he pecks them softly before returning to your neck. His hands glided up your waist as he moved to guide you back against the mattress.

You allow him to dominate you gently, sinking into the pillows and opening your legs as he settled between them. The weight of his body is comforting and your hands stroke the skin of his back as his lips traveled downward.

The middle of your throat.

The center of your chest.

Over your left nipple briefly. Then to the right.

As he sucked the pebbled flesh into his mouth, you grind your body against that stiffness in his underwear. He was hard and thicker than you remembered if that were even possible.

You angled your hips in a way that makes the fabric between your bodies seem thinner than air and Changkyun groans with your nipple still caught between his lips. He pulls away to flick his tongue over it a few more times before abandoning it to attend to the annoying shred of clothing blocking him.

He settles between your legs and takes a moment to admire you beneath him. You blush under his gaze, feeling it hover over the swelling pink flesh between your legs.

He wastes no time in scooting down to push them back and smother the heat thar gathered with his mouth and tongue. You gasp on contact, eyes already rolling back at the feeling of Changkyun's tongue sliding sinuous flat licks over your folds.

The warmth of his opened mouth kisses on your clit has you moaning softly to the ceiling and Changkyun digs his fingers into the meat of your thighs as he ate.

His deft tongue plunges inside of you while his thumb rubs rhythmically over your clit, just the way he remembered you loved it. His eyes are on you, watching you bite your lip and screw your eyes shut with the struggle of holding on.

Suddenly, your fuse is blown and in an explosion of colorful language, you came all over Changkyun's waiting tongue. He presses his thumb against the hood of your clit while your walls twitched and pulsed around him, savoring the taste of your climax with a satisfied groan.

You were still panting when he pulled his mouth away from your pussy and the mattress bounces slightly as he sat up on his knees.

The print beneath his shorts was prominent as fuck and Changkyun hurriedly frees himself from its captivity. Your eyes immediately fall on his dick as he pushed his black Balenciaga boxer briefs down his toned thighs.

He's already got you wet and wanting him, legs still spread wide to accommodate his body.

There's an unspoken plea between the two of you and Changkyun responds to it by grasping your thighs and pulling you towards him over the sheets. In the same movement, the tip of his dick slides past your entrance and stretches you well until you're pressed firmly against his pelvis.

From here, he goes in. Mindlessly fucking you like there's no tomorrow. As if all of his frustrations from being away from you, having to love you from a distance, wishing he could be inside of you every night, were all being channeled through him.

Boosting his stamina.

Feeding his need to make you call his name.

Which you did. Over and over as he drove your body back up to the head of the bed.

You felt so good. Warm and wet. Tight and welcoming. It was like you were made for him and the distance hadn't affected a thing. Muscle memory molded you around his thick shaft and you took every inch of him like you were designed to do. His forehead was pressed against yours, noses touching and mouths agape as his rhythm hastened. Your walls were clenching at his pressure hungrily and your voice was reduced to barely audible yelps.

Your body trembled endlessly as you reached your climax and Changkyun smiled wolfishly against your parted lips.

"Yep, that's it. Gimme that shit, baby. Let it go.." he coaxed and praised you through the mind-numbing orgasm he rewarded you with. He continues pounding into you until tears pooled from your eyes and you weren't sure if you'd cum again from the sheer overstimulation.

All you knew was that everything he did, every move and rasped word he spoke, he was pushing you higher than you ever thought you could go.

Holding you close, Changkyun rolled his hips into you feverishly until he was stalling out. An unbearably sexy groan escapes his lips when he came deep inside of you and you took every drop of him with pleasure, squeezing him as he stroked you to his completion.

"Fuuuuck, I missed you...I missed you so much.." his husky deep voice whispers lovingly in your ear and you moan softly in response as he pressed himself deep inside of you for emphasis.

"I love you...fuck, I love you..." he continued, his voice almost breaking with the known profession. As he comes down with his face buried in your neck, Changkyun plants a series of lazy wet kisses over your sweat-coated skin.

When his teeth graze that same ticklish spot, you giggle and shy away from him. He grumbles in protest but promptly ceases his tease to rest his head on the pillow you shared.

He remains inside of you, his body weight nearly smothering you. But you didn't care.

Because being with him in any way felt like heaven.

And you were happy to die...

*sigh* hes so FFFFFFFFFOYNE

Got My Number: Hyunwoo❤️ Part One

A/N: Hyunwoo(Shownu) x reader. I wrote this in celebration of Daddy Bear completing his mandatory military service...a nice story of childhood friends being reunited after years.

First love, Friends to Lovers,Cheating 🌚 (don't you judge..the song is saying "holla at me if ya mans aint doing it right" ) , passionate smut. Grown folks type vibes.

Part 2 TBA🥰

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"Booger?"

You abruptly stop loading your groceries in the back of your car and lift your head.

The sound of his voice was almost haunting and for a moment you think you're mistaken or hearing things until you hear him again. Turning away from your reusable bag-filled cart, you spot a tall figure walking towards you blocking out the sun.

"Booger...I can't believe it, it's really you..."

"Hyunwoo?" You said, shielding the brightness with your hand until he was close enough for you to see.

It was him, though very different from the last time you'd seen him.

He was taller, perhaps an inch over 6 feet. He was leaner, having shed away his adolescent fluffiness to replace it with bulking muscles that were apparent even under his layers of clothing.

Even the shape of his face was drastically different, dawning a more chiseled jawline and cheekbones that were hidden by his boyish roundness for the years you knew him.

But you couldn't mistake those eyes and that smile anywhere.

It was him.

And good lord, how puberty did him well.

"Holy shit...look at you." He smiles brightly, stopping a foot away from where you stood with a small watermelon in your grasp. He gives you an appraising once over, probably thinking the same thing you were in reaction to how much you've changed since he last saw you.

But in your winter coat, sweater, and jeans, you hardly felt like much to look at next to him.

"What are you doing here?" Is all you can stammer out, regarding the baby melon ruefully before setting it down to join the rest of the groceries in your trunk. Hyunwoo smirks.

"Um...this is where they sell food right?" He asks sarcastically, pointing to the entrance of the ALDI behind you. You glance back as if you didn't know it was there and scoff.

"No! I mean here..back in the city."

Hyunwoo shrugs at the question as he stepped forward, now observing the amount of bags you still had left to load in your trunk with a slight frown.

"Just visiting. My cousin is getting married Saturday so I just touched down last night." He resumes and you nod in understanding.

"Oh! Thats Awesome. Good for him...So, how's everyone doing?" You follow up, now back to loading your trunk. But this time Hyunwoo joins in, grasping a few bags by the handle and lifting them effortlessly from the cart.

"Everyone's good. Thanks for asking." He says distractedly as he figured out where to place the bags.

"What about you? How's your mom? And hey, I'm sorry to hear about your grandmother. She was such a sweet woman." He pauses his movements to say and you smile at the concern in his voice. Growing up, the two of you spent many days hanging around at your grandmother's house. Especially during the summer.

Both of your parents worked a lot, especially Hyunwoo's single mother, and it was common for him to spend those overtime days with you and your family.

Essentially becoming a part of it.

"Thanks. We all took her passing hard but other than that, everyone's great." You respond honestly, your sad smile melting into one of gratitude that Hyunwoo appreciates.

"That's good to hear.." he smirks.

After loading the final bag in your trunk, Hyunwoo reaches up to pull the door down just enough for you to reach it without jumping, and his teasing smirk at your lack of height have you blushing.

"So...I hear you've been traveling the world huh?" You divert quickly to seem unphased, slamming the trunk door down to secure it shut. Once it is, Hyunwoo nods in confirmation and leans his shoulder against the back window of your SUV.

"Something like that. My company kinda takes me all over the place. Where ever they need me, I pretty much go. I'm actually considering taking an extended assignment here." He adds and you perk up with interest without realizing it.

It had been damn near 20 years since you had seen Hyunwoo in person and while he was your closest friend during childhood, much had changed.

"Yeah? Thats great...I mean, I bet your family would love that. Having you back home and stuff...Especially your mom."

Hyunwoo's little smile widens at the mention of his mother. The woman who sacrificed so much to ensure he had a future beyond the city he was brought up in.

"Yeah, she's the main one encouraging me to take it. It'll be a change of pace but I could use a break from moving around so much. So it's on my mind."

You nod at his response, failing to keep your gaze from dropping to his chest which was damn near level with your face. He couldn't possibly have gotten taller...

"Well as you can see, I haven't left." you chuckled, blinking away the distraction of imagining Hyunwoo's pecs. He frowns at your words, tilting his head curiously.

"It's a big city. Most people don't." he shrugs and you shake your head.

"You're just saying that to make me feel better. Sure the city is big but...I don't know." you trail off, feeling your mood take an unexpected turn that you were sure Hyunwoo could detect.

You went to college and you traveled some when you could. Not far but just enough to get that 'change of scenery' feel. But you couldn't bring yourself to uproot your life and step out on faith in a completely new place.

Truth was, you were afraid to leave. Everything about this city was so familiar and fear kept you from broadening your horizons in favor of remaining content in your comfort.

The thought is more depressing now that you were standing before someone from your past, reminding you just how much has changed beyond the little slice of the world you called home.

A forced smile of indifference tugs at your lips and you shrug the thoughts away.

"Doesn't matter though. Anyway...so you'll be in town for about a week, you said?" you ask and Hyunwoo nods.

"Give or take a day. I may or may not head out right after the wedding. We should catch up though. Maybe we can meet for lunch or something this week and you can tell me all about what's changed around here.." he suggests casually.

Your mouth opens just as you're about to respond and as cruel as fate tends to be, a gentle hand at your waist has your response dying on your tongue. You turn and are greeted by an abrupt kiss on the lips from David.

Your husband of 8 years.

He'd appeared so suddenly that you flinch when he kisses you, blinking up at him guiltily for a second.

He doesn't seem irritated though by the softness in his gaze and he smiles fondly at you.

"I looked up and you were gone, what happened?" he asks, acting as if Hyunwoo weren't standing well within earshot.

"Well your phone rang so...I told you I was heading out to the car.." you begin and David abruptly turns his head to finally acknowledge the 6-foot-tall specimen leaning against our car.

"Who's this?" He asks politely, regarding Hyunwoo with a curious smile. You have to blink a few times before remembering your manners and you clear the roughness from your throat to introduce your past to your present.

"Oh, um...Babe this is Hyunwoo. We pretty much grew up together. He's in town for a family wedding. Hyunwoo, this is my...Husband. David." you prattle out as your husband reaches to shake Hyunwoo's offered hand. The words feel like 20-pound weights straining against your tongue for some reason and you stand by awkwardly as they greeted each other cordially.

At the word, Hyunwoo's eyebrows shot up in surprise as he releases David's hand.

"Husband. Wow... that's... that's great. Congratulations Booger.." he says and David's brow crinkles.

The nickname isn't any more charming now than it was back then and you roll your eyes at it in resentment before smiling.

"Thank you.." David responds for you, hugging you close into his side possessively.

Now, you hadn't known your husband to be an insecure man but you could tell he felt the need to exaggerate his claim on you in the presence of such an obviously attractive man. And to be honest, you couldn't blame him.

Making eye contact with Hyunwoo for more than a few seconds felt like a sin and part of you was glad David had shown up when he had.

An awkward spell settles over the three of you where Hyunwoo regarded me with an unreadable yet amused look on his face, while David glanced between the two of you with a melting smile and furrowed brow.

"Well......we should really get going. Wouldnt want the ice cream to melt.

" he says suddenly, nodding stiffly towards Hyunwoo as he grabbed the shopping carts handle. Hyunwoo reaches for the other side, insisting that he had it and would take it back in for them.

"You sure?" David asks half-heartedly and Hyunwoo nods.

"Of course! Don't let me hold you all up. Boog, hit me up this week. We can all get lunch on me if the two of you aren't busy.." he says and you smile at the idea just as David uses a bit more force to guide you towards the passenger side of the car.

You resist a little, glancing back at him curiously before waving goodbye to Hyunwoo.

"Uhm..yeah! Sure...We will" you respond, a little to David's dismay.

Hyunwoo bites down on his smirk at the way David opens your door with a little more force than was needed as he began pushing the cart towards the store's entrance.

"Great. You've got my number..." he calls over his shoulder, making you pause.

"The same number from 2010?" you toss back and Hyunwoo turns to nod.

"Same one." he smiles, its effect much more dazzling now that the sun was shining directly on his face. And it's then that you see a semblance of the boy you once knew. Friendly and dependable. Honest and endearing.

You're admittedly taken aback by the effect his smile has you falling silent and David gives you a questioning look before making sure you were tucked into the car as he shut the door.

Approximately a decade and a half ago...

"Just close your eyes and put your lips like this"

Hyunwoo wrinkles his nose humorously at the way you were pursing your lips at him, seated on your knees in front of him on the grassy ground behind your grandmother's house.

"You look stupid." he chortles, shaking his head. You opened your eyes when you heard him snort and couldn't help but join him. You shove at his shoulder gently as he laughed at your offended expression.

"You wouldn't know what I looked like if you were listening. I told you to close your eyes..." you scold. Hyunwoo rolls his eyes behind his thick-lensed glasses.

"But then how will I know where my lips are going?" He blinks slowly and you pout at the question, glancing around in uncertainty for a moment.

"I don't know...You'll just know! Look, do you want my help or not?" you huffed in frustration. Hyunwoo's expression crinkles skeptically and he scrunches his nose as he pushed his glasses higher up the bridge of his nose.

"I'm starting to have second thoughts. Doesn't seem like you know what you're doing."

That was because you didn't.

At 12 there wasn't much anyone would know about kissing beyond what was seen on television and in movies. And those paid actors and actresses made it look simple enough.

So when Hyunwoo expressed his worry about being the only boy on the junior swim team that hadn't kissed a girl yet, you felt like it was high time he had some sort of experience.

Even if it was just with you.

"Well you're the one who lied and told everyone you knew how to kiss," you remark, making Hyunwoo's expression go sour.

"I only did it 'cause they were messing with me..." he sniffles to adjust his glasses again, turning away to scowl at the grass and dirt beside him.

You didn't understand the fascination those stupid boys had with Hyunwoo and where his lips had been.

He was quiet, unassuming, a little awkward, and the least likely in the school to be seen smooching with girls their age because of how shy he was.

"I don't know why it matters that much to abunch of boys anyway. They should mind their business." You say, sucking your teeth.

Hyunwoo shrugs with indifference as he picked at a fallen twig next to his leg.

"Yeah well... there's one upside to me moving..." he mutters and you lift your head at his pause, now watching him lift the twig and snap it in half passive-aggressively.

"I won't have to deal with those jerks anymore..." he finishes, tossing the stick across the yard and dusting his hand on the knee of his pants.

"Yeah..." you say, your tone painfully melancholy.

He says nothing as he examined his palm, crinkling his brow and pouting as if his thoughts were far from the splinters and dirt scattered over his hand.

After exhaling, he sits up on his knees.

"Alright. I'm ready now."  Hyunwoo sighs again and relaxes his shoulders in surrender before doing as you'd told him before. His small eyes are reduced to slits behind his glasses and his lips pout adorably as he waited.

For a moment you hesitate, only staring at his lips and the steady flow of sadness overcomes you.

Not because the idea of kissing your best friend was appalling.

It was the fact that it would be the first and last time you'd ever do it. Since in 24 hours, he would be getting on a plane with his mother and brother and leaving the childhood he spent with you behind.

New life and new opportunities were something to be celebrated in most cases but the idea of losing the one person who didn't make you feel as ostracized by your peers when he was around made your stomach turn.

Hyunwoo was..is..your best friend.

And perhaps back then you didn't understand the twisted ache that churned in your chest when you were around him to be butterflies, but you knew at that moment that you felt something that wasn't platonic for him.

And this kiss might be all you'd have...

"Ugh...this is dumb. I'll just take my chances with.."

Cutting him off mid-sentence, you place both of your hands on Hyunwoo's chubby cheeks and place your lips against his.

He tenses at first, his eyes going wide and his glasses tilting slightly. But the longer the warmth of your lips pressed against his, he relaxes and his eyes flutter shut.

The butterflies swarmed in your chest and fluttered frantically in your belly. There's no movement. There's no sound.

But it would be a lie to say that the world didn't stop moving for a moment when you finally kissed him.

You pull away just in time to see Hyunwoo blink dazedly, his glasses pushed crooked and his lips stuck in the same adorable pout they were before. Except now, the pink of his lips shined a bit from your lip balm.

For a second you sat there in disbelief, questioning what had come over you so suddenly and why the hell did kissing your best friend make your heart gallop.

Hyunwoo's eyes slowly peeled open and they fall on your blushed face.

He swallows nervously and sucks his bottom lip into his mouth out of habit, tasting your strawberry chapstick.

Your eyes widen at the action, making the dorkiest and most adorable chuckle bubble up from inside of your best friend.

His eyes are reduced to slits when he smiles and a blush ran rampant over his cherub cheeks so suddenly that you couldn't help but join him.

You expected him to be stunned or repulsed even.

But he's only tickled.

"Well?" you ask timidly, your giggles tapering off as Hyunwoo finds his breath. He shrugs his shoulders with his usual nonchalance, pushing his glasses up by scrunching his nose in his usual way.

"Well...it didn't suck" he grunts and you roll your eyes.

"Gee..thanks." You respond, trying to sound as if you didn't care what he thought of the brief connection.

The cyan sky fills your view as you leaned back to lay against the earth, not caring about the dirt and bugs that could be crawling beneath you.

You don't spare him a glance but you could tell Hyunwoo was staring at you dubiously and you resist the urge to scoff and ask him why.

You knew why.

But the boy says nothing as he slowly eased onto his back beside you to join in on the cloud gazing.

"Hey, Booger?"  Hyunwoo says after several minutes of semi-comfortable silence.

You shift your head in the grass to look over at him.

"Yeah?"

Hyunwoo doesn't reciprocate the regard, remaining with his squinted eyes fixed on the rolling billows of white above him.

His expression give nothing away, as it never did, but you could tell in the way his brow shifted that he was conflicted.

"Thanks." is all he can think to say and you smirk at the sentiment before resuming your gaze up at the sky.

"Don't mention it..."

"So....booger huh?

Your husband's voice interrupts your deeply sated daydream that's disguised as interest in whatever was on the screen of your laptop. You lift your head from your abandoned work to find David walking into the bedroom from the master bathroom.

He's fresh from the shower, wearing a pair of grey belted slacks with no shirt. He shuffles a towel through his damp hair roughly and your eyes glazed up his body, pausing at his face as he regarded you expectedly.

Your brows perk up behind your glasses.

"What was that?" you ask and your husband chuckles dryly as he approached his side of the bed. He exhales as he sits, tossing the smaller towel aside.

"Oh I was just wondering about that nickname your friend called you earlier.." he glances over his shoulder at you, amusement clear in his expression.

It only takes a millisecond for your expression to respond for you, and your eyes roll sardonically as they returned to your computer screen.

"Oh, that. Don't ask." You mutter with a tiny shake of the head and David smirks.

"Well, now Im really curious. I bet there's an interesting story there" he resumes, turning his back to you once more and leaning over towards his dresser.

"Not really. It's just a nickname that Hyunwoo made up and would use to bug me when we were kids. It just kind of stuck." you shrug, tapping away at the keyboard.

David grunts at the response, its indication is clear.

"Sounds like you two have been friends for a while. When did you lose contact?" he follows up as he pulls a sleeveless undershirt over his head.

"Um....back in middle school I think. We were in contact a little in high school and college but I haven't seen him since we were kids," you respond distractedly, glazing over some article you were reviewing and David makes the sound again.

The same little grunt jutting from his diaphragm that has you glancing over at him over your glasses.

You watch your husband's back for a moment, admiring the way his muscles and broad shoulders were complimented by the fit of his undershirt. Your head tilts as you watched him shrug on the navy blue button-up shirt he'd ironed and laid out earlier.

"He's handsome," David says suddenly and you straighten your head with a frown. Before you can respond, David shoots you another amused look over his shoulder as he buttoned his shirt. Your eyes narrow into incredulous slits at the way he was looking at you, almost as if he'd caught your hand in the cookie jar and was waiting for you to admit that you were guilty.

"Is he? Looks the same to me as when we were little.." you respond with a shrug and David scoffs humorlessly as he turned away.

"Right.." he stands, finishing off the top button of his shirt before tucking it in.

You watch David continue to dress himself and pack his suitcase silently, him not even acting as if showering for 30 minutes and wearing cologne to go back to catch a flight on a weeknight wasn't suspicious.

He'd told you before he hopped in the shower of his plans but you felt like probing.

"So tell me again why you're flying out to Chicago this late?" you ask, trying not to sound so accusatory and David furrows his brow at you as he kneeled to tie the staple waxed cotton laces of his dress shoes.

"I thought I told you earlier, babe.... there's an issue with my client. They need some help with their upcoming testimony and this was the best time for them to meet," he responds as casually as he told you before.

That's when the tension set in your jawline and that uneasy feeling of your intuition nagging at you boils in your gut.

He was lying.

You knew he was lying when he'd told you the first time.

For months you'd notice a change in David's behavior. It started subtly. The impromptu out-of-town meetings on weekends or staying at the firm long after business hours were over.

The constant excuses to take a call in another room or leaving his phone face down at the dinner table.

You didnt want to make an issue of it at first. David hadnt given you any reason before to suspect him of being unfaithful and his absence had been something you'd grown used to when he was assigned big cases in the past.

But something was different lately.

"This short of notice though?" you say anyway, just wanting to be humored by his lies. David is finishing up on his other shoe by the time you respond and he nods distractedly as he stood.

"Yep....look I'll try to be back by Friday but you know how these things are babe. This is a big case..everything has to be..."

"...has to be perfect. Yeah. I get it." you interrupt him, not hiding your resentment at all now.

David pauses to look at you, watching the way you were now nose-deep with focus on what was on your computer, refusing to engage any further.

He waits a moment, expecting another question to come as he buttoned his cuffs, but you said nothing.

You were tired of asking questions you knew you wouldn't get the true answer to and part of you felt like he knew it too.

David sighs before turning away and you steal a glance at his back as he collected his luggage, wallet, phone, and keys from the shelf near the door.

"Oh...Don't wait around ok? I don't want you to miss out on any beauty rest. We have that banquet coming up." he stops to say and you mumble something amidst his rushed 'I love you' as he made his exit.

He didn't even bother to kiss you goodbye like he used to, and it admittedly stung despite part of you being grateful.

And as the door closed, the leak in the dam of your emotions springs free and rolls singularly down your cheek.

"Love you too.."

A/N:

Smuts in Part 2😜

Eye On You: Wonho❤️‍🔥

A/n: anyone ever sit back and think about how rich Wonho would be if he had an OnlyFan's account? Just me? 🌚 aw ok well....here you go🥴. I wrote this in like an hour so...

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You never imagined you'd be the type to subscribe to one of these websites.

Hell, you barely liked forking over that $9.99 a month for Netflix and a small part of your soul died at the sight of that reoccurring charge on your bank statements.

But this felt different.

It was midday and you were alone in your room, writhing in bed as your body's reluctance to go to sleep frustrates you.

It wasn't as if you needed a nap but sleep was the only thing that could distract you from the insatiable ache between your legs.

So after scrolling on social media for a little bit, seeing enough of a particularly fine man's face and body on your timeline led you to fish out your debit card and open your laptop.

The cursor idles over the pixelated rectangle for what felt like minutes.

You've already created the account and input your payment information.

All you had to do was hit subscribe and an uncensored world of Wonho would be unveiled for your and 120,863 people's eyes only.

When you'd first seen him, you were amazed by the exaggerated definition of his muscles and undeniably handsome face.

Every Instagram post was either him fully clothed and candid, smiling or looking away as if he weren't aware of a picture being taken.

Or he was naked.

Ok, maybe not full-on ass-naked but he might as well have been.

Plump and pert glutes.

Thick muscled thighs.

Massive pecs that could easily fit in a d cupped bra.

Buttered Hawaiian roll-looking abs.

And then there was his....lower half.

No matter what he wore, there was never a reason NOT to look down at the sizable print that bulged in the most provocative way in even jeans or dress pants.

Him wearing a size smaller than his normal fit, no underwear, and sitting wide-legged in every picture didn't help either.

Don't even bother asking anyone what color his hair or his shoes are.

You damn sure didn't know.

All you knew was that when you realized this specimen had a Stream4You account, similar to OnlyFans, it only took a shameful 8 minutes for you to decide to subscribe.

The membership fee wasn't bad.

About as much as your Netflix subscription and you were sure to be much more entertained by this than the thousands of shows and movies you'd scrolled through.

Plus you could cancel any time so...

You click to enter the website and your eyes widen at the array of pornographic thumbnails from past streams.

"My gawd.." you gawk as you scrolled.

Well-lit 4K snaps of Wonho on his black leather couch.

Some of him alone, gripping his thick print in different colored boxer briefs.

Some of him with a woman in various sexual positions.

Doggy style with nothing but their naked torsos and legs in the frame.

Missionary with Wonho's massive upper body looming over a woman much smaller than him, their pelvis' pressed together.

Another with a view of the bare back of a woman kneeling in front of the couch and between Wonho's spread legs, his hand resting on the back of her head with his tipped back in ecstasy.

All of them different races and body types.

All of the gorgeous.

A pang of jealousy struck in your chest as well as deep within your clenching walls.

What an experience it would be to get fucked by such a magnificent man. You didn't even have to watch him in action to know he could fuck.

It was all in his aura.

You sigh, leaning back with your laptop resting on your tummy, scrolling down his profile with a pout.

Suddenly a notification bell pings in the corner of the screen, followed by a drop-down banner letting you know that Wonho was about to start a live stream in 5 minutes.

It's a shame how fast you clicked the link that led you to the waiting room which consisted of a black screen with a countdown, a sidebar with his past live streams in the queue, and a frenzy of comments popping off in a chat on the other side.

You immediately found the 'Turn off chat' option in settings because you didn't want anything distracting you from the main event.

After an agonizingly slow five minutes passed, the black screen shifts to an unexpected view of who you knew to be Wonho's glistening chest and sculpted abs.

He's leaning over the tripod, adjusting the angle from what it sounded like.

A second later, his beautiful face fills the screen.

"Hi guys...." he croons, smiling innocently in that way that reduced his eyes to slits and lit up his entire face.

His voice is deep and soothing, something you'd probably want to hear up close or in your ear first thing in the morning.

Wonho furrows his brow and tucks the soft pink tip of his tongue at the corner of his mouth as he goes back to fiddling with the camera.

"Bare with me a second everyone...I got a new tripod and I'm still figuring it out. This angle is not...ah..there we go." He huffs in triumph as he rights the camera in the way he intended.

He then kneels in front of his infamous leather seat. Not to be confused with his equally infamous black leather couch.

Wearing nothing but some black Adidas shorts and a smile, Wonho seats himself comfortably on the floor in front of the camera. He leans forward, squinting at it for a second before smiling and waving again.

"Can you see me ok? It's in focus?" He asks and you snort at the irony of him speaking so casually considering what he was setting the audience up for.

"Looks like I am. Anyway... Hi again. It's Wonho, your favorite. I hope everyone here is enjoying their day so far. I um....really have no plan for today's stream. I just got back from the gym and showered so I'm at home for the rest of the day. What are you all up to?"

Again, he was speaking to his audience as if they were coworkers or neighbors he say occasionally on his way in or out of his home.

It was...cute. Unexpected but cute.

Your brow crinkles in amusement.

Wonho smirks softly as he stared at what you assumed to be the comments, which were no doubt coming in by the thousands per second. His eyes squinted again as he read them, his smirk persistent at what his paying audience had to say. 

For a second you toyed with the thought of him asking you about your day with s genuine interest. He'd be looking at you the way he was looking at the camera now with expectant eyes and parted lips, hanging on to your every word.

" 'Just got off work.' Cool. 'Just had dinner..' Already? It's dinner time where you're at? I haven't even had lunch yet..'Hi, baby' Hi...' You're handsome' No you're handsome, whoever you are.." he chuckles cutely as he went through more similar comments before leaning back on his knees.

He lifts his arms and runs his hands through his hair, flexing his biceps and triceps unintentionally with the movement.

He then stands to extend his body in a stretch that gave you a godly eyeful of his body. Abs contract and quads flex as he stretched and your gaze falls to the plushy-looking hill that gathered at his crotch area.

He's not even trying.

After satisfying his muscles, Wonho exhales heavily and plops into the waiting seat behind him.

It groans under his weight and you could only imagine the things that chair had to endure being owned by this man.

On and off camera.

"Glad to hear all is well with you all. Thanks for tapping in." He says, resting his head in the nest of his interlocked fingers.

"As I said...I didn't really have a plan. I took a shower and had this urge to jack off but I didn't want to do it alone...."

Your ears perked up at the favorable turn of events and you reflexively push the laptop up to your chest.

"Oh..do tell," you mutter as if he could hear you.

"...So I figured I'd just get comfortable and do that while I chat with you guys until I cum. Or perhaps until you cum. Whichever comes first..." he jokes with a little chuckle.

His corny pun and little laugh alone should be considered a sin. How could a man so burley and huge be so cute at a time like this?

Wonho remains leaned back comfortably in his shorts that hung loosely from his tree trunk thighs, his hooded gaze fixed on the camera.

He lifts one of his hands from the back of his head to rub through his silky black hair again, mimicking the way you wish you could do the very same thing.

Beside him, an iPhone lays face down on the leather armrest and he picks it up, swiping his thumb over the screen a few times before focusing on reading the stream's comments from his own device.

Then he flashes that damned panty-dropping grin.

" ''Good plan' I know right? 'Deal.'  'Sign me up Coach. 'Cum first Daddy. I need frosting for my toaster strudel'...Wow. Nasty. And beautiful. You might have just inspired some future content with that one..." he says in response.

" 'Nice Tits.' Thanks. I work pretty hard on them so glad to hear it. 'Show us your dick please' Well since you're so polite.." he grunts.

Without wasting another second, Wonho lifts his hips to push down his shorts and underwear. They shimmy over his legs and drop out of view, leaving him shamelessly nude for the camera.

"There. That better?" He teases with a light-hearted chuckle.

As he continued to respond to comments, some funny and others nasty, your eyes fixated on the culprit of all of those damned likes on his Instagram posts.

Wonho's dick.

It sits lazily between his attractive man spread, not even erect yet but still impressive.

The fact that he's clean-shaven only allows you to appreciate his full size as you tapped the fullscreen icon in the corner.

Now filling your monitor, Wonho's muscular body and thick manhood captivate you entirely.

You'd never see a man so beautiful in your entire life and maybe it was your hormones leading you to exaggerate but...

"Shit..." you exhale, marveling at his size.

For a moment you wondered why he had so many subscribers. Beyond his good looks and entertaining content, you didn't think 120K for one guy doing normal amateur porn made much sense.

Until he took off his underwear.

Wonho's dick is gorgeous. Similar to his skin tone if he were blushing with a fat mushroom tip that looked like it had been kissed by lips stained pink.

Thick and surprisingly long to be flaccid. He reaches down to cup himself, ringing his shaft between his thumb and two fingers while his ring and pinky fingers rested over his balls.

Which looked heavy and smooth to the touch.

The thought has you nearly drooling on sight

Wonho slowly begins to stroke himself, the velvety smooth skin moving over his veiny shaft.

He readjusts his seating and spreads those massive thighs more for the camera, scooting forward so that the audience has a perfect view of all he was selling.

With his other hand, he holds his phone to read the comments. He smiles at whatever madness you imagined to be occurring in the live chat.

If you weren't already touching yourself, you might have been able to post a comment or two.

At some point the laptop materialized beside you on the bed, giving you the freedom to shuck off your underwear and caress your sensitive folds.

The pads of your fingers pass over your clit and you gasp, repeating the action in a rhythm mimicking Wonho's.

Slow and steady.

Teasing yourself just enough to arouse you more.

It's not long before Wonho's once drooping member is ramrod straight and standing up at its full length.

He's a grower and a shower.

My gawd.

Wonho pauses to reach for something on the floor and sits back up with a glistening glob of liquid from a dispenser off-camera. He drops the phone to clap the substance between his palms, warming the lube before reaching back between his legs.

His large hand encircles the shaft, twirling his wrist slightly on the upstroke that's now much smoother with the help of the lubrication.

Now his dick shined as if it were encased in glass, showing everything in greater detail. He jerks himself with the original hand, using the other to cup and tug his balls gently.

"Ah..shit.." he exhales.

His tongue runs over his top lip as he continued stroking, his chest moving with each breath.

Yours shuddered beneath your shirt as you rubbed over your clit in slow and teasing circles, but the wetter you become, the more stimulating your touch is.

A soft moan parts your lips and you spread your legs wider as if you were on full display for this beautiful man and not the other way around.

Wonho gets lost in his touch for a moment, not shying away from rubbing his perineum as he worked over his dick.

His head tips back and his eyes fell shut for a moment and you wondered what he saw when he did.

What did he think about when he touched himself? It's not like he didn't have a massive collection of savory images to recall from his past experiences.

You wondered what memories turned him on the most...

After a while of the same pace and some of the sexiest soft moans you'd ever heard come from a man, Wonho lifts his head and opens his eyes to gaze straight into the camera.

There was something different in his eyes now.

Long gone was the cute and funny guy with punny jokes.

There was now what you could only describe as a demon. The brown of his irises seemed black now and they hid halfway beneath his eyelids in a sultry stare that makes you clench around nothing with a pathetic whimper to follow.

"What the..." you pause, feeling as taken aback by his expression as you were by your body's reaction to it. 

A little smirk lifts at the corner of the demon's lips before he releases his ballsack. He does a quick wipe over his thigh to rid his palm of excess lube before picking up his phone again.

Wonho goes back to reading the comments, leaning over to rest his elbow on the armrest as he stroked his dick slowly.

His brows go up at something he read but he doesn't respond out loud, only sparing the camera a knowing look briefly with a sly smirk.

He then goes on to read more, his thumb strumming over the screen.

He laughs at something someone said and pauses to switch up his tactic for a moment, focusing just on the tip of his dick and stroking over it with a shuddered sigh.

This makes his eyes roll back and he curses under his breath.

By now, your clit was so hard and swollen that your legs twitched every time your fingers passed over it. Occasionally you'd slide them inside to stroke the ache away that grew from deep.

But you could only manage that for so long before feeling like you were about to cum.

And you know once you did that, it would all be over.

Wonho looks back at his phone and smirks.

" 'Stroke faster' Yeah? That's what you wanna see?" He asks breathily, his eyes never leaving his phone.

He then adheres to the request, most likely accompanied by a cash donation.

The tacky sounds of the lube slicking the motion of his hand kicked up as he jerked himself faster.

It must have felt really good because his smirk melts into him scraping his teeth over his plump bottom lip.

"Ah fuck...mhmm.." he moans, exhaling sharply through his nose.

You match his energy, strumming two fingers over your needy clit, hips rolling and back arching.

You moan louder now,  panting as the heat collecting at your apex mounts.

You were close and so was Wonho.

You could tell from the way he'd abandoned the phone to go back to sitting upright, the other hand groping his balls and rubbing under them. His dominant hand was doing what it did best, pushing him closer and closer with every upward stroke.

He cursed and moaned just as freely as you did and you only bit down on them so that you'd be able to hear him over yourself.

Not that it was an easy task.

Hearing him moan.

Watching his hips canting and his abs contracting.

Spotting the shine of pre cum dribbling from the hole at the center of his rock-hard tip...

You wanted him. You wanted him so fucking bad that it sparked tears in your eyes knowing it wasn't him fucking into right now.

Wonho's eyes lift and lock onto the camera as it had done a few times before and for a moment it felt as if he were actually looking at you.

Through you.

Straight to your soul.

"You're about to cum aren't you?" He asks and you hiccup amidst your moan in reaction.

You lift your head from your pillow and blink away the blurriness to inspect your screen.

"Yeah...Im talking to you. I've got my eye on you...I've had it on you this whole time.." he rasps, now stroking his dick as if her priming a weapon ready to fire at any moment. 

His mouth goes slack for a second and his eyes roll back a little, but he resists the urge to look away from the camera.

From you...

"Oh fuck..I wish I was there. I bet you feel so good..fuck I bet you look so sexy right now. Are you touching yourself for me? Hmm?" He continues, this octave lifting to a gentle coaxing tone that has no will to resist responding to.

"Yes." You whimper, rubbing and swirling over your bud with the sole intention of getting yourself off.

"Good....keep going. And don't you fucking stop until you cum, you understand me?" He commands with a lifted brow.

"Yes..yes. Oh god..." you cry out, tearing your eyes away from the screen to shut them.

"Yes, baby! Like that...just like that...Im about to..." Wonho grunts and you open your eyes just in time to watch the thick spout of pearl shoot from his tip. Some of it hits his chest, drizzling over his sternum as he kept milking his dick for more. It was like it would never stop.

Your mouth hung open in a silent cry as you give in to the impending explosion as it sizzled down your spine.

Your breath hitches and your fingers pause over your clit at the memory of his intense gaze and throaty moan of release, and it's enough to send you hurdling over the edge and into a heart-stuttering orgasm.

Your climax hits you like shockwaves, making your muscles tense and relax as it passed over your body.

Hooded and lust-drunk, Wonho exhales finally and slows his strokes to rid himself of any remaining drops of cum he had left before sagging against the coach.

"Fuck...that was good...shit..." he pants, talking more to the ceiling than to his audience.

You lay limp in your bed, staring dazedly at your laptop with your now exhausted hand resting over your pussy.

That was good. Better than you'd expected for sure. You felt that same liberating tingly sensation all over that you always felt after an intense orgasm.

But this felt different.

Even though this was what he did for a living and thousands of people watched him exactly as you had...

And even though you knew there was no way in hell that this man could see you when he looked into his camera...

In your own little bubble of horny delusion, he was looking at you.

And that is perhaps what makes him so popular. The way he connects with his audience. The way he just doesn't set up a camera and act as if no one is watching him. He engages and puts on a show well worth the $10.99 a month.

Knowing and feeling that made this monthly subscription feel less like an expense and more like an investment.

Wonho's hand still rested around his dick, which was still stiff in his grasp but not as erect as it was seconds ago.

He sighs and leans up from the back of the couch, the sound of his sweaty back pealing from the leather surface making him cringe.

"Alright guys...that was fun but looks like Im gonna have to take another shower.." he huffs humorously.

You watched him in silence as he reached off-camera for a small washcloth he must have prepared beforehand.

Wonho cleans himself casually, wiping his cum from his chest and abs as if he spilled food on his shirt or something, and it makes you smile weakly.

He then wipes his hands thoroughly before tossing the washcloth aside. The cushions squeak beneath his bare ass cheeks as he scooted forward, lifting briefly to detach the device mounted by the tripod.

Now carried in the hand he just used to jerk himself off, Wonho held his audience and lifted them so that he was looking up at the camera in selfie mode.

"I hope you enjoyed our time together. I know it was quick but I didn't want to interrupt your day for too long. I have a lot of cool content planned for the month so stay tuned. Subscribe to get notifications and become a platinum member for exclusive videos. Until next time. Come back and see me. Bye..."  he winks and gives the camera a quick wave before the screen goes black again.

And just like that, the stream was over.

I miss him. I miss his random IG posts of his bawdy. I miss his smile. I miss his laugh. I miss his dorky shimmy when he’s shy or embarrassed or happy over his food. I miss his daily vlives (dammit Vlive why’d you have to go!!? *waves fist)

*sigh* anywho..🌚 I think im gonna do more onlyfans wonho stuff

Aint About You: Wonho❤️‍🔥

A/N: quick drabble. Wonho as a big soft sub nailing the reader to the cross because she told him to. 😌

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The ceiling fan above you became of blur of dark wood plates spinning endlessly.

Your eyes watered fiercely as your third orgasm rips through you and your voice had become too hoarse to vocalize your partner's praises.

But he knew from the way the leather cuff around his neck tightened from you pulling at the leash attached to it, that you were pleased.

You were keening by the time he relented and Hoseok lifted his head reluctantly from the cozy nook of warmth and wetness he'd created between your thighs. His eyes were dark and shined almost as much as the lower half of his face that was shellacked by your previous releases as he smiled.

"Another, my love?" he asked the same question he'd asked before yanking your soul from you again with his soft lips and expert tongue.

That very tongue lashes out to lick over your seam teasingly and you shiver at how sensitive you'd become because of him.

You were able to moan audibly this time and Hoseok relishes in the sound as well as the bite of his collar pulling tighter against his throat.

He grunts and you pant tiredly as you push up to lean on your elbows, shaking your head.

"I don't think I'll survive another..." you huff, reaching up to dab a tear drop from your cheek.

Hoseok hums in slight disappointment as his eyes fall back to your cunt, and he leans back in without direction.

Your breath hitches the moment he suctions your swollen clit between his lips and he sets out on getting another dizzying orgasm out of you that you both knew wouldn't be hard to achieve.

Your legs were already shaking against his shoulders by the time you gathered enough strength to pull on the lead. Hoseok has no choice but to lift his head and there's a sloppy wet pop sound from him detaching his lips from your overstimulated bud.

"I didn't tell you to keep going.." you reprimand and the cutest of pouts sags on Hoseok's glistening lips.

"I know but..." he begins and your hand coils the leather leash tighter with a twirl of your wrist, giving you the leverage to pull yourself up. Hoseok grunts under the strain it caused on his neck but his gaze never wavers from your face.

"But? I never told you to keep going. That's all there is to it. You don't make decisions. You do as you are told. Understand?"

You pull against his leash again and this time it elicits a deep groan of satisfaction from your lover's throat.

Hoseok's eyes flutter at the tightness and he nods obediently.

"Yes, my love." he rasps and you pull at his leash once more.

"Good. This aint about you, remember? It's about me and what I want."

Your bare heels dig into his muscular back, emphasizing your dominance as well as scooting your bottom lower on the mattress.

Hoseok's gaze drops to your tummy and you smile as you loosen the reigns a bit.

"Come here.." you summon him with your finger and Hoseok pushes himself up enough to climb over your body, dragging his torturously hard dick over the sheets until it grazes your heat.

He ignores in favor of you reaching for his cheek and you craned your neck to take his lips into a kiss.

You both moan sensually at the shared taste of your pussy on your lips, kissing sloppily and slurping each other's tongues until you're satisfied.

Pulling away much to Hoseok's disproval, you smirk.

"I want you to put that big dick inside of me. Right now...You think you're ready for that baby?"

The question comes with an unexpected stroke of his hardness with your free hand. You'd snuck it down between your bodies while kissing and Hoseok hisses when you squeezed his shaft just hard enough for it to almost hurt.

He nods and you squeeze him harder, needing to hear him.

"I asked if you're ready, baby...answer me," you say menacingly, a direct contrast to the way you were now stroking his dick lovingly.

You paused to run your hand over your pussy, gathering enough of your wetness to resume stroking Hoseok's dick better.

"Oh fuck yes.." he cursed under his breath, his head drooping as he gave in to the feeling.

"I'm sorry?" you perk a brow, tugging at his leash with your other hand and Hoseok's head pops back up.

"Yes, my love. Yes, I'm ready. Please let me fuck you, please." he slurs desperately and it's that level of desperation that made you live for all of this.

In everyday life, Hoseok wasn't a submissive man. He took charge and handled his business. He made sure everyone he cared for had everything they needed but in a leadership-type way.

And when it came to you, he'd do just about anything to please you.

Even if it meant following your lead now and again.

"Please.." he repeats his plea, this time with a slight roll of his hips to meet your stroke to emphasize how ready he was.

"That's better." you smile after a beat, leaning back to sink into the pillows.

This wordless gesture of consent sets Hoseok into motion and he leans back on his leans just enough to be able to gran you by the thighs and scoot you down the mattress.

Once he was satisfied with your position beneath him, he takes his dick in his hand to stroke a few more times. He slaps it against the wet face of your pussy before easing it in, going slow to ensure you could take all of him in one go.

And you did.

Although it's always a snug fit, your body swallows him up inch by inch until he's pressing hard against the soft entrance of your womb.

"Shit.." you exhale, your features screwed in pain and pleasure as Hoseok pulled back. He presses forward again, cursing just as you had when how good you felt around him was all-consuming.

"Fuck me, baby.." you reach out for him, your fingertips dragging from his bottom lip to his chest, grazing over his defined abdomen.

Hoseok sets out on a dangerous pace, keeping your legs spread widely under the weight of his arms. Rolling his hips expertly to spear you with his length over and over.

The metal clasps of his collar jingle with every stroke, its cadence matching his rhythm.

It had barely been a minute and you could feel yourself unraveling already. He felt so damn good, words couldnt even begin to describe it.

But you needed more.

"Deeper.." you command breathlessly and Hoseok complies, hitching your hips up and holding your legs to keep you steady.

He falls into you deeper now, the fat tip of his manhood rubbing your G-spot square over and over until you feel as if you're about to explode.

"Fuck...make me cum. Yes! Just like that!!" you scream, unintentionally pulling the leash tightly as you grab a fist full of the sheets for support.

Hoseok grunts as he fucked you harder, the veins in his neck bulging from the breath-restricting collar. His eyes were beginning to roll back into his head by the time you came around him.

A rush of milky nectar gushes from your hole, splattering all over Hoseok's dick as he never lets up.

He keeps drilling into you, his nails digging into your flesh as he approaches his eruption.

"Please..." he whimpers, his eyes barely able to focus on you riding out your high.

"Please my love, I can't..." his voice breaks with a heart-stuttering groan of ecstasy. You could tell from the way his body caved over you that he'd just cum, as well as from the warmth rushing inside of you when his hips stalled.

He's buried deep, his head hanging and his broad shoulders bowing as he panted.

Between you squirting on his dick so suddenly, your walls squeezing him and the way he was seconds from passing out from breath deprivation, Hosoek had no control over his body.

He knew cumming was a privilege in times like this and the punishment would likely be severe if it happened without your permission.

But what's a guy to do when he's completely at the mercy of a pussy this good?

You were coming down from the bliss just as realization set in and when Hosepk braved a look up at you, your slight scowl was telling.

"Did I say you could cum?" you breathe.

Hoseok blinked dumbly as he looked at you, his lungs taking in as much air as they could before you deprived them again.

"M'sorry.." he mumbles and it's so endearing that you couldn't bear it. He was still the most handsome being you'd ever laid eyes on. Even when he was this pathetic.

But you still couldn't let him get away with stepping out of bounds.

Your fucked out brain couldn't even conjure up a proper punishment for him.

So you merely sighed as you lay flat against the pillows again, tipping your chin towards your spread and swollen sex.

"Clean it up. Now," you tell him and he immediately stoops his head to begin lapping up the mess he made, tasting your cum and his mixing deliciously as it leaked out of you.

Inspo🌚

God Damn : Changkyun❤️‍🔥

A/N: (i wrote this like over a year ago and never edited it🙃) Changkyun x reader (1st person), toxic breakup, drinking, angst, raw sex, rough sex. Emotional and smutty...I apologize in advance. 🌚

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"I'm really worried about him."

"He hasn't been himself since you left..."

"He's so lost without you..."

"He's not responding to any of us and we can't find him..."

"Please Mira.....you're the only one who knows him like us..maybe even better than us. He'll talk to you."

That last text from Kihyun was the hardest one to ignore because it was true.

I did know Changkyun better than his friends and that was one of the reasons why I left him in the first place.

I was done with him and this fucking city, already packed and in a hotel until the day of my flight came. This place held too many memories for me to remain here after our separation some months ago and the wounds were too fresh to risk the temptation to go back.

It hurts but I can't keep living like this.

Neither can he.

I knew I would find him here though.

He was such a creature of habit that it annoyed me that his friends wouldn't think to look here first.

It never fails.

He was always so easy to predict and sometimes I wish he'd prove me wrong.

Just once.

Maybe this is a setup.

Hmm...

The smoke was thick and blinding in the crowded basement and the bass shook the walls as I descended from the final step. The rain and thunder outside were drowned out immediately by the music and I have to squint my eyes to see through the haze as I stepped through it.

It was a typical Saturday night and the mutual acquaintance and owner of the house was hosting one of his usual boozed-up functions that I admittedly used to look forward to. But we all have to grow up sometime.

I moved through the swaying crowd of people too drunk and high to care about making way for the angry curly-headed brunette searching the crowd. All of them were lost in the rhythm of the music.

And whatever else they were on...

I hoped he would be among the many in the small sea of stoners. Make my life easy just once would you, Im Changkyun.

Fucking pain in my ass.

Eventually, I made my way to the furthest corner of the party which was illuminated by beaming red LEDs. Several booths lined the back wall where a single light bulb glowed above each table. All of them were littered with paraphernalia, hookahs, empty liquor bottles, and ashtrays filled to the brim with roaches (not the bugs) and cigarette butts. The stink of smoke was even more potent here since it was the source and it burned my eyes the closer I got.

That's when I saw him.

I know it was him immediately by the sway of his long unkept hair hanging in his face. His black leather jacket is draped behind him and the bulge of his tattooed bicep flexes beneath his loose white v-neck tee. He sat with his head down, his elbows resting on the table and his hands running through his hair.

He's alone. Thankfully. Or else this would have been thrice as awkward. It was at that moment that I questioned my intentions as I lingered a few feet away.

Why am I here?

I should just call one of his friends and tell them he's here.

Jooheon would be happy to pull up with Hosoek more than likely to take over.

Kihyun would march straight up to him and yank him up by his collar.

Minhyuk would most likely do something similar after cussing him out for worrying everyone.

Hyunwoo would sit and talk some sense into him, convince him to pull himself out of this ditch he'd buried himself in.

Hyungwon would drink with him for a little before convincing him to quit and go home.

They were his friends. They should be the ones to handle him in his ruins. Not me.

I should just call one of them.

I should walk away now.

I should...

I'm about to step back into the darkness of the dance floor but suddenly go stiff when Changkyun lifts his head and for the first time in what feels like forever I see his face.

He seems thinner, his jawline sharper than I remember, and there is a red smudge staining the corning of his bottom lip. That's when I noticed the redness on his knuckles.

The scrapes, bruises, and scars.

What had he done to himself after we went our separate ways? Drinking himself into a stooper aside. What demons had he been battling that I couldn't bear witnessing any longer?

Without thinking about it anymore, I approached him with a fast beating and heavy heart. I'm gonna get him out of here and be done.

For good.

I stand beside where he's seated and wait for him to notice me, hoping he isn't too far gone in the glass of what I presumed to be some form of cognac with no ice.

It only takes a few seconds for Changkyun to lift his head to look up at me with blank eyes. It's as if I was just some random girl blocking the light. But after a few seconds of exaggeratedly slow blinking, his expression changes from indifference to annoyance.

"Amira?" I catch on his lips. Changkyun looks me up and down, studying me in my jeans and coat before lazily locking eyes with me again.

"I'm here to take you home." I raise my voice and the look of irony on my ex's face gives me pause.

"Home...." He slurs with a tsk as he drags his eyes back down to the swirling liquor in his glass.

I furrow my brow at him but choose to dismiss the look of disgust on his face.

"Get up," I say with more urgency, not even bothering to raise my voice. Changkyun scoffs lightly before picking up the short-cut glass set before him on the table.

My face hardened as he ignored me to take a sip of the amber substance, his Adams Apple bobbing as he swallowed.

"I am home so.......Fuck off...." He mumbles, gesturing towards the glass as he sucks in another sip.

He was so stubborn when was drunk.

Definitely NOT going to miss that.

Losing my patience, I reach for the glass before he can take another sip and Changkyun's lightning reflexes seem well intact judging by how quickly he moved the cup from my reach. But in the process, he also underestimates the strength of his grip and the small glass shatters in his grasp.

Broken shards fall over the tabletop, spilling the alcohol all over its surface. No one around reacts to the scene though, leaving only me to witness the frustration in Changkyun's expression.

"God dammit..." I hear him huff and my eyes go wide at the steady stream of blood tricking from his palm. He doesn't seem to notice it though and is staggering to his feet like a drone. I already knew what he was after, a drink to replace that one and I wasn't having it.

"No," I say as I grabbed him by the wrist. Changkyun looks down at my hand then at me and scoffs.

"What are you doing?" He furrows his brow with an arrogant smirk.

"You can barely walk. No more drinking. Let's go." I yell over the music.

"Go home, Mira..."

"I'm not leaving here without you!"

"For fucks sake..."

Changkyun drunkenly scoffs at me again before snatching out of my grasp. I quickly grab his other and it turns into an obnoxious game of snatch and grab on the dance floor.

If I weren't so annoyed and pissed, I would be embarrassed at how childish we must have looked. Standing there playing tug of war with each other. Of course, I was no match for Changkyun's strength but I was sober. This meant my reaction time reflexes and persistence were bound to have him relenting to my will eventually.

It took some convincing and a bit of manhandling on my end to get Changkyun to leave the basement. Thankfully, there seems to be a break in the storm and I glance up at the sky with relief.

At least we wouldn't have to walk in the rain on top of me dragging this drunk ass.

My mood plummets once we reach the sidewalk. Because the moment we're outside and the humid air hits him, I flinch at how Changkyun suddenly moves out of my reach to double over a random trash can.

Ugh.

I rolled my eyes even harder as he wretched into the metal bin, resisting the urge to go to him. To rub his back and stroke his hair. To comfort him through the inevitable.

I don't though.

That wasn't my job anymore.

We stumble up the sidewalk for a few blocks until we reach his apartment building and I get him inside using the code I'd memorized from frequent use over the years. It was now pouring again and we were drenched by the time we stepped inside the building's lobby.

I get him inside and shiver at the chilling temperature from the doorway. As if being soaked to the bone with rainwater wasn't enough. It seemed as though just to vex me, my thoughtless drunk of an ex kept his heat off all day.

"Ugh..." I exhale again. Standing here cussing him in my mind wouldn't get us warm so with me supporting most of his weight, we enter.

A trail of wet shoes and outerwear lay abandoned by the front door and the hum of the heat filling the old vents of his apartment swirl around us as I sat in the living room.

I kept his lights dim and left the TV off as I listened to the rain pattering against the windows.

Changkyun snored softly in the spot I allowed him to plop down on the couch and he'd fallen asleep immediately, his hair and shirt still damp, leaving me on the armchair opposite of him.

There Amira. The job was done.

You can leave now.

Leave him and all of this torment behind you.

I said that to myself as I rose to my feet. Changkyun remained still and sleeping with his face mushed against the cushion, his wet hair fanned out over his head.

Why did he have to be so cute AND such a disaster all at once?

Lightning strikes, spooking me to sit back down on the indented sofa. Then another chill ran over my body despite the warming air, reminding me of the weather I'd be facing again once I stepped outside.

An Uber or cab would cost a bit.

And the metro station was too far to walk to in the rain.

Perhaps I should have thought this through, instead of allowing Kihyun's worrisome ass to convince me to do this.

"Dammit.." I sigh, ultimately deciding it would be best to stay put. Hopefully, Changkyun remained asleep by the time the storm let up enough for me to sneak out of there.

So I stayed, reluctantly, and leaned my head back against the cushion of the sofa.

Between the thunder, the buzzing hum of the heating system in his apartment, and the soft sound of Changkyun's muffled snoring, it wasn't long before my eyes began to roll back sleepily.

"Hey...."

I flinch and my eyes pop open to find Changkyun standing before me in the living room, shirtless with his wild mane sitting messily atop his head.

It looked as if he'd awakened some time ago and taken a shower since he's in different clothes and the clean scent of his shampooed hair is detectable from his proximity.

I gulp as my eyes travel down his body of their own volition but blink away any inappropriate ideas before they can form. I lift my gaze to find him staring at me with the same dark interest.

"You're still here..." he states calmly as I sit up in the seat and he regards me just as soft as his voice as I glance around the room with mild confusion.

It was still dark outside but the storm had eased up significantly.

Damn...

How long was I asleep?

His eyes seemed more sober than they were before he passed out and I looked up at him speculatively.

That's a relief.

"Um...yeah. Must have dozed off.." I mutter, grimacing as I shake the sleepiness away.

Changkyun makes a noise that could have either been a scoff or a snort of humor.

"Yeah. Me too.." he chuckles, but his smile doesn't touch his eyes as it trailed off.

I can't imagine the headache he must have right now.

At his pause, I take it upon myself to continue.

"I stuck around hoping that the storm would let up a bit and dry off. I wasn't trying to..."

"Naw it's cool. You don't have to explain...Shit, to be honest...I don't even remember how I got home. Glad you had something to do with that and not some random..." he chuckles shamelessly and although I know he saying it in a joking manner, I know he is serious.

There's no telling how many women he's brought back here after getting shitfaced.

The thought makes my stomach turn.

"Yeah well...Since you're awake, I should probably get going..." I concede amid his nervous chuckling, preparing to stand and Changkyun immediately lifts his hands to stop me.

"What? No...I mean... it's still raining and it's late. People drive like dick heads over here when it's wet..." he says, his choice of words always colorful.

"It's fine...I didn't drive. I took the train." I said truthfully.

Changkyun frowns at my response.

"You took the train? What happened to your car?" He asks and I go tense.

Oh boy.

"I.......sold it," I answer him, tucking my lips between my teeth as I wait for him to digest the answer.

The two of us hadn't spoken in a while which meant I hadn't made him aware of me moving away, let alone me selling the car he'd spent countless hours working on for free.

Other than it being in my name and me being financially responsible for it, Changkyun put just as many miles and effort into it as if it were his.

"You sold your car..." he deadpans and I nod affirmatively.

Bravely.

Awkwardly.

"Yep. For a really good price to a guy I knew from uptown. I.... can't afford to take it with me so.."

"Oh right! Because you're moving out of the city." Changkyun interrupts me.

The sluggishness in his voice was no longer present, telling me he was for sure sober. But that same hint of disdain and disgust presented itself as he spoke. I open my mouth to respond but he cuts me off.

"Yeah....I know. Kinda saw it on Instagram. The whole "going away party" threads on your friend's stories gave me the clue. Sucks that I couldn't hear the news from you but...ya know." he shrugs sullenly.

I stand there quietly for a moment, unsure of what to say.

"Yeah." is all I can muster and Changkyun scoffs.

"Yeah.." he chuckles breathily, turning away from me as he runs a hand through his hair. I watched him begin to pace slowly, rubbing at the back of his neck and flaunting his bare upper body to the neon glow of the street lights just beyond his apartment window.

"I get it though. Of course you sold it. I mean...why not? You could always just get a replacement. Since that's your way of doing shit anyway. Commit to something, get it all fixed up, and just...walk away from it." He turns on his heel to throw in before turning his back to me again.

His statement stuns me and I'm left speechless as he continues away from me.

I watch his back and the shadows cast against his muscles from the dimness as he walks over to his array of liquor bottles lined up against the back wall of the kitchen counters. He reaches for a half-empty Hennesy, twisting the cap and tipping it back for a hefty sip that's swallowed down like water.

I furrow my brow at the way his shoulders sag in relief as he turns to me.

"You could have told me, you know? Thought we were better than that," he remarks stiffly before he lifts the bottle back to his lips, gazing over its body at me as he takes another sip.

His eyes are expectant and I just stare back, too tired to indulge him.

I sigh heavily and begin patting my pockets to make sure my phone and wallet are still there before spotting my keys on his coffee table.

"The only reason I'm here was because Kihyun reached out." I snatch them up and they jingle loudly as I step around the table. Changkyun frowns at the sound of his friend's name on my lips and narrows his eyes.

"Why the fuck would he hit you up?" he asks and I snort at the bitterness of his question.

"I asked myself the same thing. But he figured I was his last resort in getting in contact with you, seeing as how you've been avoiding everyone and missing work. Believe me, though, I'm starting to wish he hadn't..." I respond honestly breezing past Changkyun in the direction of his guest bathroom.

The only reason I'm able to move so comfortably around his apartment was that Id damn near made it my second home in the duration of our tumultuous relationship.

I wouldn't be surprised if I still had a toothbrush or a box of tampons here.

I flip the light switch, not at all surprised to find Changkyun following close behind and my disheveled reflection staring back at me in the mirror. My curls had dried only a little and my makeup was smudged a tad but not ruined.

"Right..because I'm not your problem anymore." He chuffs, taking another sip and I roll my eyes at his antics as I try to tend to my appearance. I run my fingers through my hair roughly before snatching a paper towel off the roll, dampening it before wiping just below my eyeline.

"You were never my problem Changkyun. The only one here with problems was you." I mutter distractedly, frowning at how difficult it was to wipe away my mascara. My response seems to amuse him and an ironic smirk crosses his face as he leans against the doorway.

"And I'm guessing that's why you left? Me and my problems? Just me though, right? Since you're so perfect..." he asks with a cheeky tone and I hiss irritably as I abruptly turn to face him.

"What choice did I have? What choice did you give me? All we do is fight. It's not healthy for either of us and I'm exhausted. YOU are exhausting. I never claimed to be perfect but you..." I go on and Changkyun nods cynically as I speak.

"Yeah...c'mon. Lay it on me. Tell me how horrible I am despite all the shit I've done for you...I'm the fucking worst right?" He chortles and I can't help but laugh.

"Like I haven't done shit for you! Don't act like that negates the fact that you can't change or that...I don't know...We just aren't compatible anymore. That we've grown apart..."

"I'm not changing for somebody who doesn't know what the fuck they want. Ok?" Changkyun cuts in, jutting his forefingers into his sternum emphatically.

"You're impossible to satisfy Mira! You want me to be someone that I'm not. At least not yet...You put pressure on me to do shit how you want and when I fall short, I'm the bad guy. I never cheated on you. Never put my hands on you..."

"Gee, thanks for the bare minimum of common decency Kyun. I appreciate it." I mumble amid his rambling...

"..when you suggested seeing a shrink, I was open to it.." he continues.

"But did you go?" I tack on and he rolls his eyes.

"That's not the point. You gotta give me time. This shit here? Talking about my feelings...this is new territory for me. You never cut me any slack. You just criticize and jet like you're doing now.."

"Because I'm tired of cutting you slack. I'm tired of waiting...I wanted us to evolve and be better together. I wanted us to live together officially and live healthier and get married and..." I trail off, the words clogging my throat as the heartbreak of feeling rejected by him swell.

For a while, we were fine.

But eventually, I wanted more than what he was willing to give. And he tried to appease me and distract me from the fact that our relationship had hit a plateau.

It took us having a pregnancy scare for me to really see how unprepared he was for us moving forward.

"...but you've made it explicitly clear that that's not what you want." I nearly choke on the sob threatening to break through.

We'd been through this too many times and rehashing it was the last thing I wanted. Changkyun blinked a few times as if he needed to gauge my demeanor before responding.

Then he looked away painfully, grimacing a bit as he rubbed at the back of his neck with a troubled sigh.

"I know...I'm just..not ready.." he mutters, his eyes now on the floor. His jaw tightened and shifted as he contemplated something and I remained in front of the bathroom sink patiently. 

The silence between us was deafening and the longer I gazed at him and his conflicted state, the stronger my urge to cry became.

I love this man.

So much that it hurts to even say it.

Changkyun lifts his head suddenly at the sound of me sniffling and I curse myself for letting a tear escape.

I turn my back to wipe it away with a shaky huff.

"I know. And I'm not waiting for you to be. I can't. I'm just done." I shake my head, avoiding the searing look in his eyes I knew he was giving me.

I sniffle again, scanning his bathroom for the tiny waste bin to discard the charcoal-streaked paper towel and Changkyun stands unmoved in the doorway as I brush past him.

Before I'm clear of him, I feel his hand gripping me by the wrist.

I pause, anticipating the inevitable. Another condescending remark to get a rise out of me, provoking me to engage in more back and forth. Feeding his selfish need to drain me until I was as empty as he felt.

But to my surprise, he says nothing.

At his silence, I turn to find him staring at our now intertwined fingers sadly.

His brow creased painfully and the muscles in his jaw tensed as he bit back the urge to cry, the urge that glistened in his hooded eyes.

"You can't be angry at me for not wanting what you want when you want it," he repeats and I roll my eyes, pulling my hand from his with little effort. He doesn't try to stop me from withdrawing despite us moving like magnets. He drags behind me to the living room mindlessly.

"I'm not doing this...." I mutter as I scan the room as if I'd forgotten something.

"You're here, so you are. We..are doing this." He grits, his tone making me turn on my heel to face him with the full intention to cuss and give him exactly what he wanted.

But the way he glares into me with broken eyes and his sullen shoulders, I'm rendered silent.

"We could have worked this out but instead you did what you always do when shit gets tough. Run away.." he closes the distance between us tentatively, his voice shaking as he spoke.

I shake my head at the conviction in his voice, knowing we were at an impasse.

"Right.." I chuckle before wiping my eyes one more time. I lift them to match his glare intensely.

"And you go and do what you always do when you can't take accountability for shit. Go and find solace at the bottom of a liquor bottle until you're painting the floor with it."

I know the words a daggers to him when he narrows his eyes.

"And you're such a saint." Changkyun tuts his brow arrogantly at me.

Yes. There was a time when getting black-out drunk and high was considered a good time. And those horrible habits were the reason Changkyun and I bonded. Mutual interests evolved as did our relationship and loving him made being under the influence less necessary.

"Well, it's a good thing we ended things right? Since we're so different..." I shrug and Changkyun scoffs, looking away with his tongue sticking through the skin of his cheek. When he looks back, it's with a look that always used to make my core tighten.

"I didn't end shit." he insists, narrowing his eyes at him darkly.

"I know."

"Exactly. So stop acting like I wronged you in all of this. Stop acting like I'm the one who broke your heart, Mira."

The tears were flowing freely by now and I neither had the will or strength to resist them anymore. Eyes rimmed red and shining, I let out a laugh that morphs into a muffled sob.

"I had to. Don't you understand? For the sake of my sanity, I had to walk away because I was not going to sit back and watch you destroy yourself. To watch us destroy each other. I loved you too much to continue this. I tried but I just couldn't. I had to be done."

"What if I'm not?"

"Kyun..."

"I don't wanna be done."

He stares at me blankly for a moment, his eyes reading the way I avoided his with a melancholy smirk.

Suddenly Im inhaling the malted mix of cognac and mint as he grabbed me at the back of my neck, pulling me forward so that he could rest his forehead against mine.

His eyes bore into mine, dark as obsidian and just as hard. The tip of his nose brushes mine and he tilts his head so his words are painted against my lips in an exalted exhale.

"And neither do you.." he mouths, our parted lips sharing a desperate breath for a moment before one of us gives in.

And it's him.

It's always him.

The darkness in his eyes was sinful when he pulled away and I'm ashamed to have been the one chasing his lips a little when he did.

His presence was more intoxicating than any liquor I ever consumed.

The way neon lights from beyond the window blinked against the side of his face, highlighting his chiseled features as he walked me back until I was pressed flat against the wall of his living room.

"Kyunnie?" I stammer as he pressed against me, pinning me to the concrete grey-painted wall, kneading my nape as he tipped his head back just enough to see my face.

His eyes danced with mine for a moment, both of us hesitating and searching for something in the other.

"You hate me, don't you?" He asks.

"I never said that..." I attempt to respond but he shakes his head.

"You never had to..." he cuts me off, his eyes falling to my lips. Without a shred of hesitation, he leans in and kisses me again.

Harder.

More fervently.

Hennessy and desperation lingered on his tongue but he didn't kiss me as if on a drunken impulse. He kissed me as if his life depended on it. Sloppy and frantic. Our teeth clashed at moments as our tongues fought and our voices melded into a melody of muffled moans.

What the hell was happening...

A few minutes ago I was ready to walk away from this part of my life. Ready to end this chapter and close the door on the man who knew better but wouldn't do or be better.

Toxic wasn't even the word.

His mouth parts from mine and he trails sloppy desperate pecks down from my lips to my neck.

My weakness.

The moment his lips grazed my skin, chills ran over my entire body, and Changkyun wasted no time in taking my flesh between his teeth. His hard body felt hot against mine and I wasn't sure if it was his heartbeat I felt through my clothes or my own. But what I did know was that I needed him.

In more than just a physical sense.

I needed him all over me.

On top of me.

Inside me.

His tongue swipes over the series of love bites he placed on my skin and I moan his name needingly. I feel him smile against me and chuckle softly before sucking a mark over my pulse.

He knew he had me the moment he sunk his teeth into my skin. Im putty in his hands and anything he desired was his as long as he was willing to fulfill mine.

Seconds later, we're falling back against his couch with me straddling his waist and him ripping my clothes off. It was not long before Im naked and gazing down at the length of Changkyun's dick standing up in his grasp.

He bites his lip, dragging his hooded gaze up my body as if he'd never seen it before.

Or as if he believed he'd never see it again.

He squeezed my hip with his other hand, encouraging me to grind my hips against him a few times before rising to my knees.

Wordlessly, he guides me down to sink into me slowly. A slow hiss blows between his teeth before his jaw goes slack and my eyes flutter shut in ecstasy at the slight sting.

It felt like forever since I'd had him inside me but it couldn't have been long enough for me to forget how he stretched me. I moan shamelessly with my head thrown back, my waist already whining against him and Changkyun reaches up to tangle his fingers with the hair at my nape.

He pulls me forward, forcing me to look at him as he buries himself as deep as I'll allow him.

"Fuck me baby...fuck me like you fucking hate me.." Changkyun demands, the growl in his deep raspy voice driving me wild with emotion and lust.

I obey immediately, placing my hands on the back of the couch for better support. I slowly roll my hips back and forth to find my rhythm, using my lower body strength to bounce on him. Every movement pushes him deeper and I soon lose myself completely in how good he felt.

Like he was made for me.

My moans soon drowned out the sound of our skin slapping together, the wetness and stimulation pushing me closer to climax.

It never took long for Changkyun to make me cum. He knew my body that well and at times I resented it. He was arrogant with the power he held and it's shown in the amusement written all over his face right now.

His brow is perked and his eyes are fixed on my face, relishing in the painfully pleasured expression of my impending orgasm as he bucked his hips to drive himself exactly where I needed him.

When my legs begin to shake, he smiles and fucks into me faster until a rush of release spurts out and around his dick. My warmth and wetness surrounded him like a waterfall, and he fought against the current effortlessly as I cried out.

"Oh my god.." I drawl out and Changkyun silences anything else I might have said by pulling me in by the neck to kiss him sloppily.

He hugs me against him, holding me in place as his hips continue to roll upwards and stroking me slowly as we kiss.

"I changed my mind..." I mutter against his lips and he hums questioningly.

"I do hate you..." I finish, his only response being a cruel chuckle that makes my walls clench around him.

"Fuck, Mira..." he whispers, taking my bottom lip between his teeth. I pull back slowly, allowing the flesh to stretch before he releases it with reluctance.

I attempt to untangle myself from him but his embrace only tightens with resistance.

Before I can question him, Changkyun grunts as he stands with his arms hooked beneath my legs. My eyes widen in surprise to find his hardened gaze fixated on where were still connected, biting his lip and bouncing my body against his dick.

This angle was even more torturous as it not forced him deeper, but the constant feel of me pounding against him had my clit throbbing from the friction. Not to mention the fact that he held me up and fucked me like this for a while, reminding me of how strong he was physically.

I almost feel like I can't breathe and my voice is hoarse from moaning. I most likely came again. Or a few times. I wouldn't be able to tell. I can barely see since tears still blurred my vision from before and I had no choice but to be at the mercy of my ex and his determination to prove a point.

Though, I had no idea or care of what it was.

"You hate me? Hmm...you hate me?" He grunted in time with his hard strokes, still holding me up in his arms.

I mumble his name endlessly and amidst a string of breathy moans.

I do hate him.

Hate him for ruining all men for me after this.

Hate him for always fucking me..making love to me..like his life depended on it.

Hate him for branding himself on my damaged soul so that every time I closed my eyes, my heart projected his face against the blank walls of my mind.

Hate him for giving me no choice other than to love him.

Fuck, I love him.

Changkyun pauses to step briskly with me still in his hold, nudging his already open bedroom door away for us to enter.

A chill ran over my skin as he stepped deeper into his room. The scent of his cologne and bed sheets trigger memories I fought to forget and I gasp when the softness of his them grace my back.

He doesn't waste another second.

He spreads me wide, keen eyes on where his dick still split me and a thick stream of saliva drips from his tongue and onto the point where we met.

As if it was needed.

I just think he got harder at the idea of stuffing me with as much of his DNA as he could.

And I hate to admit how hot it was.

"Kyun.." I sigh and his eyes snap up to my begging eyes as he sinks into me.

His hips rock my body higher on the mattress and his solid arms cage me against his chest as he fucked me.

Slowly.

Purposefully.

It wasn't hurried and frantic like before.

He curled into me and stroked my warm velvety walls with a gentleness I'd missed from him.

He savored me.

On his lips. On his tongue. In my sex.

Changkyun made love to me like a man stroking against a current, fighting his way to shore.

He fucked me as if it pained him not to.

I felt his lips kissing the shell of my ear as he whispered my name.

Over and over.

I can tell he's unraveling and that the moment is limited.

I held him against me, my nails scraping over his back as he rocked into me faster and harder, making me gasp.

I needed him.

Maybe not beyond this moment or these four walls.

But I needed him now in any way I could.

He'd barely pulled out in time before he spurts himself all over the face of my pussy, hiccuping my name against my throat as he came.

He strokes himself slowly, squeezing the final few drops of cum over my pink folds before pressing his dick back inside of me.

He's still rock hard and my slicked walls welcome him in with zero resistance.

I brace my hands against his hard biceps as he sank deeper inside of me to the hilt, the tip of him pressing as far as it would go. He flexes his hips and pushes himself impossibly deep.

So deep that I can feel our pulses throbbing between us.

So deep that it was as if he was yearning to touch a part of me that he never felt. A part of me that would be our saving grace and keep the withering connection between us alive.

But all I felt was pain.

Sweet.

Somber.

Sobering.

Pain.

"Changkyun...." I whimper beneath him and he eases back an inch with a heavy sigh as he lays his full weight over me.

He rests his face in the crook of my neck and I feel his warm touch caressing my face. His thumb swipes over the apple of my cheek, sweeping over the trail of tears that still flowed from my eyes.

For a while we just lay there, leveling our labored breaths and staring into the sepia tone of his darkened apartment bedroom. I feel myself drifting asleep until the deep vibrations of Changkyun's tired voice pull me back up.

"Hmm?" I rasp and he sniffs and swallows the hard lump of emotion in his throat, hugging our naked bodies tighter together.

"I don't blame you...for hating me." He says shakily, sniffling again. If it weren't for his grip on me and my fatigue, I would have pushed him away just enough for me to see his face.

I furrow my brow and contemplate what I could say to him in response. Just to ease the pain in his voice a touch because I did love him that much.

But...

"I hate me too..." he adds on, squeezing me again.

Changkyun turns his face so that that his nose brushes against my nape and his shuddering breath against my skin makes me shiver.

He cries there for a moment and the weakened tone of his light sobs pull me down into the abyss with him. I say nothing though. Knowing anything I could say would either sound patronizing or enabling.

Or a like a lie.

And I just couldn't do it anymore.

But God Dammit if it didn't hurt.

"I'm sorry." He whipsers after his silence sets a pause in his tears. The words sound painful for him to say and for some reason, my heart ached.

This changed nothing. He was still who he was and so was I. As much as we loved each other, it would never be enough.

"Me too. " Is all I can manage to say and I tangle my fingers in the sweat-damp hair at his nape, stroking his scalp with my fingertips soothingly as we both lay motionless.

Still connected in the only way we could be.

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A/N: just me thinking about how the guys would react to making their woman squirt. Something short and nasty. Don't mind me.🌚

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Shownu

Not really known to be a sloppy guy, Hyunwoo is usually an efficient lover. Even when he cums, he prefers it to be inside of you.

He's not picky about where exactly but it's rare for him to let a drop of his cum sully your skin or the sheets, despite you wanting it all over you sometimes.

Up until the first time he made you squirt.

His muscles strained from hinging his hips back and forth, pinning you beneath him on his king-sized bed. Your legs are pushed back with his hands slotted under your knees and you can barely breathe.

But you'd risk passing out for how heavenly Hyunwoo's dick felt plunging into you at the deep angle.

"Hyun.." you stutter, gasping sharply when the tip of him hits you right on that rigid spot between your walls, causing you to beg for him never to stop.

As if he could. Hyunwoo grunts in tandem with his strokes and all of his body's focus goes into hitting your spot over and over until the dam breaks.

Its warmth is unexpected and the way it makes you clench around his shaft has him gasping.

"Fuck.." he shudders, his mouth hanging open as he leans back to watch his dick spearing into your waterfall.

Your eyes are rolling back into your head and your jaw slacks as you cry out, a shiver overtaking you as you plummeted.

Hyunwoo fucks you through what had to be the sexiest climax he'd ever seen and he couldn't care less about the puddle forming beneath you.

Wonho

Fucking you from behind was when it usually happened. Hoseok had a way of driving himself down into your walls that always hit you directly where your pussy begged to be stimulated.

Your face had become one with the bedding, drool, and tears staining the pillowcase as your lover drilled into you. You hiccuped his name over and over.

To him, it's barely discernable but he loved hearing you groan and whimper for him.

Hoseok's huge hands dug dents into your waist with one foot planted flat beside your knee.

He fucked you hard and precisely, ensuring the arch of your back was sufficient enough for him to be as deep as he can be.

"Let it go. Give it to me.." he growls, snapping into you faster. All the air in your lungs rushes out of you the moment you're hit with the hardest orgasm of your life.

Ok, maybe you were exaggerating but it always felt that way when your walls clenched onto Hoseok for dear life. A waterspout of lust erupts all over his shaft, splashing his hairless pelvis and naval.

He tips his head back and relishes in the wetness, pulling your body back against him for a few more strokes before pulling out.

Warm spurts of cum jut from his tip just as it emerged from your dripping cunt, painting your entrance with his signature.

Minhyuk

Oh, this sadistic fucker makes it his goal to make you squirt.

One hand around your throat, the other busy strumming your clit at a torturous pace, Minhyuk bucks his hips upward as you ride him tirelessly.

His bent knees gave you the support needed to maintain a steady bounce and your back arched the moment you felt him hitting just where you needed him.

The sheets were already wrinkled and wet from the last time you came on his dick but he didn't care. He needed to feel that rush again and again until you had nothing left to give.

"I...I can't..Minnie please.." you mewl, screwing your eyes shut from the intensity.

He smiles cruelly at your pitiful pleas for release, his fingers and hips never stalling their efforts to push you over the edge again.

"Yes, you can. C'mon..just one more.." he urges, his brow inverting when he feels you squeezing him.

It was as if lightning had struck within your core and your entire body trembled as you released the monsoon of satisfaction all over Minhyuk's hard veiny length.

It sprays all over his pelvis and he curses loudly as he too returns your gift with one of his own, filling you up with his seed.

Kihyun

Kihyun was addicted to making you squirt. It was the highlight of his day and night. Especially after he'd had a terrible one.

He found solace between your thighs with his lip caressing yours. His tongue dips between them to part you slowly, flattening to lick a sinuous line over your pink flesh.

His hands curl under your thighs and he hoists them up over his shoulders as he nuzzles your heat, licking your clit until you shake.

He switches his tactic quickly from slow licks to quick pressured flicks of his tongue, humming in harmony with your moans. You grip his hair and writhe beneath him, lifting your head to watch him work.

His eyes are closed softly and his expression is relaxed from what you can see. He seems comfortable teasing your sensitive bud and he doesn't stop until he slides two fingers inside.

"Want you to cum baby.." he slurs in that deep drunken tone that drives you wild. His fingers fuck you slowly, gently stretching you before finding exactly what he was looking for.

Kihyun resumes laving your clit with his tongue, swirling and flicking it as he rubbed against your G-spot roughly. He knew what he was doing and exactly what your body needed. It was overwhelming and heavenly all at once, and it was not long before you felt that familiar tingle rippling all over your body.

"Kihyun! Oh fuck..Ki.." you cry out as his fingers curled slightly as they dug into you. Your hips lift from the bed and he follows you, never letting up. You're canting by now, letting him know that you were close. He hums against your pussy in encouragement, his eyes now open and locked with yours.

His name dies out to a hoarse gasp the moment the rush of your release spurts out to a chorus of moans and chuckles. Kihyun's busied tongue pauses over your clit but his fingers never stop pulling your trigger and he bites his lip as he relished in the warmth of your juices splashing him in the face.

He opens his mouth to catch what he can and leans forward to replace his finger with his tongue to finish you off.

At this point, your tensed legs fall open like butterfly wings, lifeless and flimsy as you surrender to the luscious feeling of Kihyun licking you clean.

🌚Might do a part 2 with Maknaes🌚

Coming in 2024

“Hyungwon..."

"You cant just fight your way through life.."

"By the rate you're going, you'll end up dead or in prison before you're 21..."

'But you have an opportunity to be a part of something far bigger than you. A chance to start a new..”

“By joining some team?”

“A brotherhood. A new family...”

"The money is great..among other things.."

“But be aware that the job is tough. Your loyalty to your brothers and dedication to your mission will always be tested. Your limits pushed.”

"So what do you say? Are you in?"

Coming in 2024....