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don’t hang up

18+ • drabble • yunho

“maybe next time you can try tinder!”

your friend enthusiastically offered after your recent failure to get- in your more than frustrated terms- at least one good fucking orgasm. lately, the task of cumming was all miss and little hit. the few people youve brought yourself to have fun with were much more talk than anything else. more disappointingly, even you couldn’t bring yourself adequate orgasm. there was an end but no spark. no big edge no toes curling no flush over your body. nothing but slightly less tense.

“have you even used the toy you got?”

you cringed. “god no. it just got here this today and after last night’s attempt at another round this morning i couldn't bring myself to even take my panties off after i got dressed this morning. what’s the point?”

“cmon don’t say that! you have to try something new maybe. don’t count the toy out just yet, your hands either. you might be too tense to even-”

“baby?”

“yuyu?”

her boyfriend, yunho, must’ve just gotten there. you hear them greet each other, a bitter scowl on your face. not just because of your current situation but because Yunho was so attractive it made you blush. he used to come into your job, sending you looks. he’d have a knowing smile on his lips at the color of your cheeks. he would converse with you briefly but nothing big. you hoped he would ask you out but one day he came in with your friend in tow instead to drop her off. you tried not to look at him too much after that.

“hello? hey, you still there?”

“yeah sorry i was thinking.”

“i was- gonna say- stop it, yuyu- that i need to go.” you could hear him kiss her between her words. 

“ok bye.” you hear him say as you pull the phone away from your ear to sigh. 

for a moment you closed your eyes until you heard something. you looked around for a source before looking back down to your phone. holding it up, the call was still counting the seconds. he mustve thrown the phone before she could disconnect. 

as you stared in shock, a loud moan came through the phone. you paused for a brief moment before curiosity had you putting it back up to your ear. she let out a needy mewl and you could hear him chuckle. “do you need help with something? you're making my palm wet and i just got here.” 

the image of Yunho on top of her with his big hand shoved between her thighs sent a shock between your own. you shouldn’t be listening but rather than ending the call you muted yourself.

“mhm. I-I was talking to ______ about her sex life. it w-was starting to make me think of you.”

“you were talking to ______?”

you couldn’t control how wet you got hearing him say your name nor help the small joy you felt at how interested he seemed that she was speaking to you. 

she must’ve nodded.

“what was she saying?” she made a confused noise at his question before she screamed out. the moan on the end was enough to have you leaning back. “you heard me.”

“she- she uh…”

“come on baby, get it out and you can have my fingers.” you licked your lips. fuck you wanted his fingers.

“she was asking for advice because she hasn’t been able to cum. not with anyone recently.”

your face burned with mild embarrassment at him knowing but it couldn’t stop the way you began massaging your breasts. the image of him plus the sound of his deep voice was too good.

but you need to hang up.

•yunho•

“what did you tell her?” I asked, trying to keep her satisfied enough to tell me. 

“I told her to try the dildo I convinced her to buy.” I rubbed her clit, coaxing the answers out. “I told her to try tinder too- AHH!”

I pinched her clit roughly without thinking before soothing it with my tongue. she gasped softly. “look at you, trying to find her a cock like mine? hmm?” I pulled the hood of her clit back with my thumb to suck it gently again. I hummed and i could feel her shiver.

“I w-wanted her to feel good like you make me feel.”

I chuckled. ‘me too.’ I slipped two fingers into her heat, knowing she could take the stretch. I slid my fingers slowly, I didn’t want to tease too much but it was too fun not to. “I make you feel good huh?” with a wicked grin I curl my fingers right against her spot.

•you•

she gasps out a scream. 

“Fuck” you whisper to yourself. Your thighs are rubbing together trying to find some kind of friction between your legs but its not doing much. You finally shed your pants. The softness of your sheets under you relax you some more as you continue to feel yourself up under the sounds of Yunho’s minstrations. He must be teasing the poor girl as the pattern of moaning then begging before you hear yunho’s wicked chuckle resets. The lewd sounds of his fingers in her pussy are making you want to venture into your panties. Its no use in fighting it when you hear him say “Hands and knees, baby.”

Your hand slips under the waistband before you can even form a thought.

The sounds start back up making you blush all over at the sound of his hips meeting her own so roughly. It doesn’t take long before shes completely gone.

•yunho•

His thrusts are a little harder than normal. He can’t figure out why he feels the need to do so but as hes bent over her, hands on each side of her face thats pressed into the pillow, he can’t help but think the drag of his cock against these tight walls would feel so much better if it was yours.

You.

“F~uck” his girlfriend cries out under him. He hadn’t noticed the rougher thrusts as his thoughts turned to you. He smirks, repeating the action to make her yell out again. Her hand shoots out to grip the other pillow by the top of the bed. He looks up to see her holding on for dear life but double takes almost comically as he hips falter. Is her screen still on? Holy fuck is the call still connected? …With you?

“Yunho?” he realizes hes stopped moving and slowly starts to do so again.

He reaches up to grab the phone before a familiar knowing smile spreads onto his face. Only shallow thrusts as he looks at the screen, definitely still connected to you. He sits up and picks up the pace to punishing. While your friend is already being fucked stupid, not aware of anything anymore except his cock, he puts the phone up to his ear.

“Naughty slut listening to her friend get fucked.” Voice barely above a whisper. Out of breath and taunting.

You freeze as if his eyes are on you. You don’t unmute it.

“It’s ok, I know you’re busy touching yourself. Rubbing that wet cunt to get off on the sounds this wet pussy makes while I fuck her stupid.” He slaps her ass to make her cry out, a punctuation on his statement. “It’s ok, naughty girls can listen.”

He holds the phone closer to where their bodies connect as he speeds up again. You stroke your walls faster at the sounds of his balls slapping against her skin. He brings the phone closer to your friend next before yanking her hair back with his free hand. He props his leg up, hitting deeper than before making her cry out again. 

He brings the phone back up, panting into the receiver. He lets himself pant and groan into it for a moment before speaking again. “Be a good girl and take it off mute.”

You hesitate. The hand in your panties halting.

“Please” he asks, a hint of a desperation in his tone. “I need to hear you.”

You do so as your fingers move again, speeding up before adding your other hand to your clit. The moment he hears your breathy moans he throws his head back with a smile. “Haha fuck, Tiny. You sound so good.” You clench around your own fingers knowing he’s talking to you. It encourages you to be more vocal. You start to reach for the toy you bought but almost as if he senses it he says. “I don’t want another cock in you. Fake or otherwise, got it?” you and your friend whimper ‘yes’s in unison. “If youre so desperate use your hands or nothing.” He releases the hold on her hair. You both go to furiously rub at your clit for some more help. Her face is buried in the pillow blabbering incoherrently about taking as much as he’ll give her as she works over her clit. He continues to pound into her from behind. Your hips are coming off the bed as you try to keep the intensity of the building climax. The shocks you can feel with each brush against the right spot make you more than desperate. You want the real release you’ve been craving. Hes so sweaty he can barely hang on to the phone. When you start sinnfully yet desperately begging into the air It slips momentarily but he catches it quickly bringing it back to his ear. He doesnt want to miss any of the sounds youre making despite the girl under him.

He can read the sound of your voice well somehow, almost as if you are in tune with your friend. Her pussy a stand in for yours as he can feel her cunt clenching at the brink of release any moment. He's not sure how but when he knows your on the edge he rasps “cum.”

Both girls scream out in release. His girlfriend bringing the pillow she was grasping down almost to cover her face, burying the scream of pleasure inside it. Her body tenses but Yunho takes her through her high, reeling on the high pitched screams he hears through the phone and the vulgar squelching coming through as well.

His movements become a little more erratic as he is almost there with them. She weakly tries to squirm away when its becoming too much but he grips her hip tight.

“Beg for it” he whispers to you but she mustve heard because he hears her shaky voice say ‘please give it to me’ he grips a little harder but it isn’t until he hears one word from the other end of the line that he is able to reach his breaking point.

“Please.”

Its small and weak but he can hear the pleading in your tone.

He pulls out as quickly as he possibly can, barely making it to cum on her back, getting her cunt and her ass a little from the urgency. He laughs to himself as he sees his girlfriend slumped on the bed with the pillow still covering most of her face. In her haze, your friend is trying to catch her breath with her eyes closed. He puts the phone up to his face again after a breath “You did so good, Baby.” He says as he strokes her side but you know he is speaking to you. When you dont answer he says, “Tiny?”

“Th-Thank you, Yunho.”

He laughs under his breath. “Anytime, Tiny.” You can practically see the smile on his face.

After actually hanging up, you stare at the ceiling. You should get cleaned up but you’re still trying to process what the fuck just happened.

♡ pt 2 ♡