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like you hate me - lee hyunjae.

you two hate each other...right?

word count: 6,577 words (oh my god you guys)

warnings: literal filth, fuckboy!bully!hyunjae, fed-up reader, fingering, oral (m & f receiving), slight choking, a little bit of spanking, hair pulling, rough ass fucking, unprotected sex (dont be silly, wrap your willy), a bit of fluff (if you squint)

if you would have been told a few hours ago that by the end of the night you'd be getting fucked stupid in the bathroom by the boy you've hated since middle school, you would have thought that whoever told you such nonsense was higher than a kite.

yet, there you were, gripping the door of the bathroom stall for dear life as the male rearranges your insides, still unsure yourself of what had happened and how you got into this situation.

let's start at the start then, shall we?

--

"i don't wanna go," you whine to your friend sana who simply shook her head. "especially if it's his party."

sana hands you a top to go with the skirt she had handed you previously. "don't be such a party pooper," she tells you. "you know how many people are going? you probably won't even see him." she crosses her arms over her chest, which was already covered by a sparkly top that was much too revealing to be found in your own closet.

"sana, it's his party," you roll your eyes. "he'll most likely be the first one we run into. he'll probably be the one opening the door for us." you hold up the outfit sana had picked out for you and examine it skeptically.

"you like it?" she asks, eyes questioning. you knew that feedback was important to her, she was planning in majoring in and having a career in fashion.

you nod your head in approval. "of course. it's very cute," you say before finishing. "there's nothing wrong with the outfit at all. it's just...a bit revealing for me, don't you think?"

"just as i feared," sana sighs, massaging her temple. "sit down, y/n."

you comply, seating yourself on the foot of your bed. it was time for one of your friend's infamous pep talks.

"y/n, you are growing into a beautiful, strong young woman," sana starts, taking your hand in hers. "and you are a fine piece of ass that deserves to show off once in a blue moon."

you can't help the smile that creeps onto your face, followed by a warm laugh. somehow, sana always knew how to cheer you up. "okay, okay, fine," you put your hands up, defeated. "i'll try it on and see how it looks."

much to your dismay, the outfit fit you well, meaning you had to go to this dumb party. sigh.

--

you're in the bathroom, rapidly scrubbing hard at the fading stain on your top. had you waited any longer to go to the washroom, it would probably become a permanent stain. you mentally cursed that guy who had bumped into you and spilled your punch all over you. this is why you didn't go to parties.

you look at yourself in the mirror once you finish scrubbing. you eye your ponytail that had slumped slightly from the humidity. you eye your eye makeup (done by sana of course) that somehow has remained perfectly intact.

you turn your head quickly when you hear the bathroom door open, your heart pounding when you see who had entered. there goes avoiding him.

"this is the women's room, can't you read?" you spit out before the other can even let out a breath.

"it's the family restroom," hyunjae replies, settling himself at the sink next to yours. "if you were looking for the women's room, hate to break it to you but turns out you're the one that can't read." he runs a hand through his hair as he checks himself out in the mirror.

you scoot over to the next sink over, being that close to him making your insides swirl from what you thought was disgust. "i was in a hurry," you defend yourself. "must not have been paying attention to where i was headed. i just saw a girl walk out of here and just thought-"

"y/n, please," hyunjae rolls his eyes before turning to face you. "i don't care."

you feel your eyes narrow as you stare back at him. "you're the one who brought it up."

"and you're the one who walked into the wrong bathroom." the male retorts. he really had an answer for everything, huh?

you decide not to waste anymore time arguing with him and simply let out a sharp breath, turning forward again. you study your hair, pulling your ponytail all the way out. it was slouching, after all. plus you had always preferred how you looked with your hair down anyway.

you can't stop your eyes from wandering over to hyunjae's area, internally rolling your eyes as he fixes his hair yet again. it seemed to be the only thing he had done the entire time since he entered the bathroom.

your eyes wander over his dark locks, watching as his long, slender fingers slide through them smoothly. your eyes subconsciously move to look in the actual mirror. you see his face. he looks so focused, which makes you internally chuckle at just how much he cared about his appearance. you watch as his tongue darts out as he checks himself out. your mind couldn't help but imagine how much he used that tongue of his. you imagined that-

"done staring yet?" his voice interrupts your thoughts and you feel your eyes widen. had he seen you staring pr just felt your eyes on him? you didn't know which was worse.

"sorry," you mutter. "i should have remembered how easy it is to feed that enormous ego of yours."

hyunjae turns to face you again, leaning against the sink. "what exactly is your problem with me?"

"oh you actually don't know," you scoff, facing him as well. "not surprising since the only things you seem to know are things about yourself and not anyone else."

the male crosses his arms over his chest, letting out a clearly aggravated sigh. "you know what? go ahead," he says to you. "let it all out. tell me everything that makes you tick. everything about me that infuriates you. i'm dying to hear."

you couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic or not, but you didn't care. for once, you thought he had a good idea. "oh, gladly," you glare at him one last time before starting your rant. "first, it's that way you've always carried yourself. even back when we were eleven years old, bro. you were so cocky and arrogant even back then. it's so annoying, you know? you really think you're the shit because your family's got money, huh?" you'd be lying if you said you didn't get a sense of satisfaction, seeing the way the male flinched and his expression faltered after your last line. you had struck a nerve.

"and then, and then, things only got worse in high school," you continue, not letting the other get in any words in-between your rant. "still hanging out with the other spoiled rich kids, thinking you're cool. walking around like you own the place, talking down to anyone you consider below you, fucking any and every girl that throws herself at you and then leaving her because 'labels are for losers', like shut the fuck up. you're such a fucking poser and you know it. you completely rely on your reputation as a spoiled rich womanizer to keep you afloat when in reality, your hard, invisible shield you've fashioned to protect you from any harm is cracking. you're cracking." you take another step closer to him as you finish your rant.

it took you a few seconds to realize just how close the two of you were now. had you been inching closer throughout your whole speech and just not noticed?

"you done?" hyunjae peers down at you, eyes burning into yours with such intensity you felt like you yourself were a melting ice block.

you nod your head, sheepishly looking down at the tiled floor. every ounce of confidence you has before had seemingly slipped away.

hyunjae hums, raising a finger to your chin, lifting it up so you were making eye contact once again. you'd be lying if you said that the action didn't make your heart leap the slightest bit.

your faces were less than an inch apart. one wrong move and you two would be lip locked. so, you did what any morally sound person would do and stepped away, turning your back to him and stating down at the sink bowl.

you were so concentrated letting out small, peaceful breaths that you didn't notice the figure that had moved to stand just behind you until they were completely pressed against you.

you gasp lightly, all the air leaving your lungs as you lift your head to see what you couldn't see behind you in front of you in the mirror.

hyunjae had himself completely pressed up against you, his hands resting on the sides of the sink, right on top of your own. you met his dark, lustfilled eyes through the mirror. you were ashamed of the rather bubbly feeling in your lower stomach.

"so you don't like that i fuck other girls, huh?" hyunjae's voice pollutes your ears and mind. you didn't fail to notice that his voice had dropped a few octaves since the last time he spoke. "why is that really? are you mad that after all those girls, i still haven't went after you? i bet that's why. you want to be the one falling apart on my cock, don't you? you want to be the one begging and screaming for me, isn't that right, darling?"

you feel your legs shake a little at his shameless words. you knew that you shouldn't give in so easily, but you couldn't stand the tension any longer. letting out a sigh and looking down at the sink shamefully, you nod your head.

"say it."

"w..what?" you blink softly, your voice weak.

"say it," hyunjae presses himself even harder against you, the quick movement making you jolt suddenly. "i want to hear it from you. tell me how much you envy those girls."

a groan emits from your throat as you close your eyes. you really should have saw this coming. "h-hyunjae..."

"did i fucking stutter?" he asks directly into your ear, his hot breath on the sensitive skin making your insides churn.

"i-i wished it was me," you admit, every last moral you had before had flew away at this point. "every story i heard in the halls from girls, every rumor, every word. i listened to it all, wondering if it all was true. i envy all those girls, i envy them so much. i wished, just once, that i could be the one to brag about you, that i could be the one that you were fucking so good."

hyunjae smirks at your words. you didn't look at him but you knew he was smirking. you could envision that exact smirk. that cocky fucking smirk that made you totally weak.

"who would have thought that you could be so lewd, y/n?" he speaks, the sound of his voice after not hearing it for a while made you bite your lip. the slightest things he did had an effect on you, and you hated it.

"oh, shut up," you roll your eyes. "like you haven't imagined fucking me before."

"mm, i have," hyunjae admits shamelessly, shocking you. "and i'm not hesitant to admit like you were."

you try to hide your perplexed expression with one of confidence, mirroring his. "then tell me, mr. confident, what did you imagine?" you ask, mainly to get back at him but also because a small part of you actually wanted to know.

the male hums, seemingly pleased that you asked. "i imagined your pretty lips wrapped around my cock," he starts, telling you his thoughts in a way that had you imagining them too. "i imagined your hands roaming my body slowly, teasingly," with those two words, hyunjae removed his hands from where they were on top of yours and instead placed them on your hips, his slender fingers gliding up and down slowly. even the slightest, smallest touch was driving you crazy.

"i imagined the pretty sounds you would make when i ate you out," hyunjae continues, finishing his words with a peck to the skin right behind your ear. "i imagined how you'd look as you come undone on my fingers, how shaky and sensitive you would be when i push you to cum again and again." he slides just the very tips of his fingers under the fabrics of your skirt and panties. the feeling of his cool fingers on your bare skin almost sent you spiraling.

"and finally," he speaks again and you regret thinking he had finished. "i imagined how loud you would be when i fucked your pussy so deep you'd be feeling me for weeks afterwards." he presses himself even more against your backside, and this time, you could feel everything.

"f-fuck," you breathe out, your vision clouded with so many different scenarios. "you're evil, hyunjae." you groan, hearing him chuckle behind you.

"now don't be coy and pretend that's not why you like me," hyunjae hums in that playful way again. "because it won't work." he slides his hands down lower into your panties and you gasp.

"do you want me to touch you, darling?" he asks, moreover in a teasing way, but you couldn't help but internally gush at how soft his words sounded to your previously polluted ears.

"please," you breathe out softly. "please touch me, jae."

"begging without me having to ask you to?" hyunhae raises a brow, smirking. "mm, you're a good girl, aren't you?" he moves one hand lower to your aching, wet core.

"for...for you," you mumble weakly, your words taking their time leaving your lips as your mind was once again clouded with impure thoughts. "just for you..."

now that piqued the male's attention. "mm, just me, huh?" he traces small circles just above your clit to tease while he spoke to you. "how about that ex of yours? what was his name?"

"juyeon?" you raise a brow, wondering why hyunjae was bringing up your boyfriend whom you ended things with before winter break. especially at a time a like this. "what about him?" you frown in confusion.

hyunjae shrugs, sliding one finger down your folds, making you open your mouth and grip onto the sink counter. "oh, nothing," he replies to your question. "don't worry about it, princess. let's focus on you and me, yeah?"

before you can finish your nod, hyunjae enters a long finger into your heat, earning a small while from you. "oh, come on, you can be louder than that." the male urges.

"well, you can give me more than that," you retort. "when i feel you're pleasuring me enough, you'll know."

hyunjae's eyes darken at the thought of a challenge and he nods, "sounds like a fun challenge," he hums, his other hand moving upward on your torso, sliding under your top. "we'll see how long you can hold back."

you bite your tongue. you wouldn't dare admit that you were already giving in to him. hopefully you'd be able to hide it for a little longer.

the male pushes his finger deeper into your core, your eyes beginning to water as he curls it. you feel his eyes on you in the mirror. "i'm adding another," he warns before entering a second finger into your aching core. "i'm just waiting for you to fall apart for me, princess."

"a-add a third," you pant out, feeling his other hand slide up to cup your breasts over your lacy bra. "please, hyunjae, please."

he quickly adds a third, earning a rather loud moan from you. "fuck, h...hyunjae." you breathe out, doing your best to ignore the other's cocky, accomplished expression.

"think you caved, sweet thing?" he asks, the new name causing a red tint to grow on your cheeks.

"shut up," you groan as the other's three fingers stretch you out. "you talk too much."

"but you like it," hyunjae continues, that cocky smirk returning. "you like it so much, you're gonna cum all over my hand like some whore."

you squeak at the sudden change. your nicknames went from sweet to degrading in the blink of an eye. "shit," you groan at the crude pet name.

"mm, that's what you are, isn't it?" he presses further. "underneath this tough, controlled exterior, there's a slut waiting for me isn't there?"

"you'll be lucky if you can find it," you shoot back before letting out a shocked moan as hyunjae's fingers start to thrust into your core harshly.

"you were saying, hm?" he questions, a core-achingly teasing expression on his face. he keeps his fingers moving at a fast pace, your knees getting weak from the feeling.

you bite your lip in order to hold back the embarrassingly loud moan that threatened to escape your lips. as the male's fingers continued to pulse inside you, you felt a knot tightening inside your stomach.

"h-hyunjae," you croak out, grabbing onto his wrist to get his attention. "g-gonna...gonna-"

"cum for me," he whispers huskily in your ear. "cum all over my fingers like the slut you are." he growls, his voice sending you over the edge.

you release your juices all over his fingers and your panties with a loud whine as you screw your eyes shut.

as you come down from your high, you let out soft pants. hyunjae pulls his hand from your panties and skirt, humming softly to himself. you watch as he lifts his cum laced fingers to his lips, sucking them dry. the very sight could have made you cum again if you didn't have such strong self control.

"as expected, you're delicious, darling," the male speaks, hands finding your hips once again. "can't wait to taste more of you." he spins you around so you're facing him.

you shake your head. "i should get back to the party," you tell him, trying to break free from his grasp. "you should too. it's your party after all."

"you'd really rather be out there, standing by the wall all alone again?" he raises a brow at you. "you'd rather be out there, surrounded by people everywhere when the alternate option is being in this secluded bathroom, with me, who's plans on giving you the best orgasms of your life?"

you frown at his words, realizing that he was right. "fine," you breathe out, feeling your heartbeat quicken again as you meet his dark, lust clouded eyes. "you win."

he smiles at your words. "good," he looks you up and down. you feel as his gaze moves across every last inch of you, a familiar heat building back in your core. "now get on your fucking knees." he growls the last bit to emphasize his point.

your eyes widen at his words and you nod, subconsciously following his orders. you slowly sink to your knees, wincing as the cold tile floor touches your bare knees. it also wasn't very comfortable. you were sure you'd have to walk around with bruised knees later. how embarrassing.

hyunjae peers down at you, that smirk on his face once more. he really could he so infuriating. "good girl," he praises as his hands lower to undo his belt.

you watch him with anticipation. as if he could tell you were impatient, he pauses, looking down at you once again. "i'm just curious," he starts, thumping his chin with his index finger. "those rumors all the girls spread, what are some of them, hm?"

you pause to think of an answer for the sudden question. "well, they kept talking about how good you are at oral," you blush at your own words and at your damn dirty mind for imagining said scenario. "and, um, there was another." you stumble on your words, your face heating up.

"mm, yes?" hyunjae presses, looking at you curiously. there was something in his eyes that told you that he already knew what the rumor was but wanted you to say it anyway. "don't be shy, darling."

you bite your lip before answering. "they say you have a-" you choke on your words. "you have a big cock." you finish finally, blushing profusely as you stare at the tiled floor.

the male hums in approval, his hands falling back to his belt as he pulls it off completely, tossing it to the ground next to you. "i see," he clicks his tongue, unbuttoning and then unzipping his jeans. "guess you'll have to find out if that rumor is true or not." he says before pulling his already hard length from it's restraints.

in simplest terms, the rumors were true.

it's not like you were surprised. hyunjae was basically a walking talking thirst trap. he radiated major big dick energy and anyone could see that.

with his length in your face and his expectant eyes on you, you wet your lips before reaching a hand up to begin to stroke his cock. he twitches in your hand at the contact.

"gonna make me feel good, princess?" he asks you as your hand glides up and down his length.

you nod, avoiding looking at him. you gasp when his hand finds your chin, lightly yanking your head upwards.

"use your words, slut." he hisses through gritted teeth, his grip on your chin tightening the longer it took you to speak. and you would have spoken sooner if your head wasn't so blurry from how turned on you were by his dominant and bossy attitude. you knew he had it in him but god experiencing it first hand was so much better than just imagining it.

"y-yes, hyunjae," you mumble finally. his grip loosens a tiny bit as you speak. "i'm gonna make you feel good." you lift your eyes to look at him for the smallest second before looking away again.

"that's what i thought," he grins mischievously in response. your hand pumps him nice and slow before you eventually decided to take him into your mouth. "such a good girl for me." he tangles a hand in your hair, the smallest touch sending a chill down your spine.

you bite your lip before scooting closer to his length. you slowly and almost hesitantly open your mouth, allowing the male to slip his cock into it.

you feel your eyes water as your lips stretch around the male's thick, well endowed cock. you whine a little as you feel him push further into your heated mouth.

“shit, your mouth feels so good, darling,” hyunjae groans, the sound sending heat to your core. “like your mouth was made for me.”

you hum around his length, sending vibrations through him. you were shocked at how easily his words could get you riled up. you lift your hands to grip onto his denim clothed thighs, the material soaking up the sweat of your palms.

“fuck, y/n,” the male moans from above you, slightly bucking his hips forward, causing you to gag slightly. “i-i’m gonna fuck your mouth, alright?”

your heart flutters, and you’re not sure if it’s because of his crude words or because of the fact that he asked like such a gentleman. you nod the best you can around his shaft in your mouth, showing him that you’re fine with his suggestion.

almost immediately you grant him permission, your eyes open wide as hyunjae starts to fuck into your mouth at a rapid pace. you feel some drool drip down your chin rather embarrassingly. 

“look at you,” you lift your watery eyes up to the male as he speaks. he sounded so demeaning and belittling. and you loved it. “sitting here on your knees like a little whore with my cock in your mouth so shamelessly. anyone could walk in. you get off on that don’t you?” he raises a brow down at you, his thrusts not slowing.

you let out an embarrassingly pornographic moan at his words, once again nodding the best you can. you were so unbelievably turned on right now, you couldn’t even think straight anymore.

his words were true. anyone could walk in at any time, and you wouldn’t care at all. you were having the time of your life, who cares if whoever walked in had to pee? they could either stay and watch or leave and wait until you were done.

hyunjae lets a breathy moan escape his lips as he leans his head back, eyelids fluttering. “i’m close, y/n,” he warns you, though you could already tell based on how sloppy his thrusts had become. “swallow all of it like a good girl, yeah?” 

he slows his hips to a stop, signaling for you to start sucking again. you move your lips along his length, humming with every movement. you heard his breaths get quicker from above you. 

“look at me,” he growls to you. you whimper as you instantly lift your gaze to meet his once again. “i want you to watch me as i cum in your mouth, darling.”

his vulgar words send you spiraling again as you nod. you watch his expressions, once again admiring his face. had he always been so attractive?

he lets out a short string of curses as he releases down your throat, his cum shooting down your throat. you wince a bit at the salty taste as you pull off his length slowly, making sure you don’t lose any.

hyunjae, catches his breath before looking down at you, his once neat hair falling messily into his eyes. “you’re good, princess.”

your heart leaps at the sudden, unexpected praise. you were unsure whether you should thank him, nod, or if you were even supposed to say anything. so you kept your mouth shut.

“well?” the male peers down at you, looking at expectantly. “aren’t you going to say thank you?” 

“sorry,” you meet his eyes. “i guess i just wasn’t expecting a compliment from you.” you reply, a small playful expression on your face.

hyunjae smirks at your words and he lifts his eyebrows in mock surprise. “goodness, y/n, you really think so lowly of me.”

you shrug. “it’s what i know,” you reply, staring up at him with a shimmer in your eyes. you weren’t sure if it was a shimmer of playfulness or a shimmer of need. you assumed it was the latter because hyunjae hummed in thought, as if he was thinking about what to do with you next. so you decide to ask him. “what’s next, hm?”

he was about to answer when the doorknob to the bathroom jiggles lightly. the two of you share a startled expression before you scramble into a stall together, breath heavy from nerves.

you both hear the door open and shut, and footsteps from outside the stall. you peek from the small cracks of the door and see someone just at the mirror, checking themselves out. thankfully they weren’t headed towards the stalls. 

while you’re keeping lookout, you feel your panties get pushed to the side, exposing your core to the chilly air.

“what are you doing?” you silently mouth to the male behind you, whipping your head around. 

hyunjae says nothing and just winks at you as he moves his face closer to your aching core. you bite your lip nervously as you feel his hot breath on you and you pray that he won't be so good that you can't keep your mouth shut.

hyunjae hums before licking a stripe up your core, making you hold back a whimper. just from that, you knew he was gonna be too good.

your heartbeat quickens as he grabs your thighs, pulling them open wider for better access. you silently reprimand yourself for feeling so thirsty for his touch.

you'd by lying if you said you weren't waiting to feel his length inside you.

just as you think that nasty thought, you feel his tongue slide into your folds and you practically melt at the feeling.

how. how was he so good at literally everything? he worked magic with his fingers, spoke sins with his words, and worked wonders with his tongue. he hadn't even fucked you yet, and you already knew that he would be an absolute pleasure to have pulsing inside you.

"c-careful..." you whisper to the male in back of you, watching as the person who had entered the bathroom is joined by another. you stifle a groan as hyunjae pushes his tongue deeper into you, swirling it around in heavenly fashion.

he takes no caution following your warning and just keeps working his magic.

you knew that he was trying to get something out of you. a noise, a sound, something. but you weren't willing to give up your dignity that easily. the idea of getting caught in the act had seemed more fun when the two of you were alone in the room. now that there were others that could actually catch you, you were less thrilled by the idea.

so when hyunjae's hand moved to massage your ass, one of your most sensitive areas, it took quite literally everything out of you to stay silent. in that moment, you were grateful for your amazing self control.

you hear the door open and close and you peek out to see the bathroom empty once again. you let out a sigh of relief that's mixed with a moan as hyunjae delivers a harsh spank to your ass.

"mm, such a reserved little slut, hm?" he asks you, that tone in his voice returning to haunt you. "not letting out any of your pretty sounds while people were around...you're ashamed to be in here with me, hm?" as he asks the last bit, he delivers another harsh spank.

you jolt in surprise at the spank as you shake your head. "no, no," you begin. "j-just nervous. not ashamed." you turn around to look at the male to read his expressions.

it'd had been a few minutes since you had last seen his face and my god, did something about the way his hair had fallen lower into his eyes paired with his dominant and belittling expression make you want him to take you right then and there.

so you told him to.

"fuck me."

"already?" hyunjae tilts his head, appearing to be genuinely shocked. "aren't you having fun fooling around-"

"now, jae," you speak again, closing your eyes, regretting the words as they leave your mouth. "please."

never one to turn down one who asks so nicely, hyunjae sighs rising from his seat on the toilet. his large hands sit on your hips as you lean against the stall door, letting out a deep breath.

"let me know if it ever gets to be too much, okay?" he leans to whisper into your ear. "the last thing i want to do is hurt you, darling." he elongated his syllables as his breath comes even closer to your ear.

all you can do is nod as you press back against him, whimpering at the feeling of his hardened length pressing against your soaked pussy.

hyunjae hums and pulls his face away from your ear. he massages your ass lightly as the head of his cock pushes into you.

he only had one or two inches in and you were already on the verge of insanity. god, could he do it all. you were convinced now for sure.

when he finally pushes the rest in, you feel your jaw go slack as you screw your eyes shut. the pleasure was overwhelming. "fuck, jae-"

“shit, you’re tight,” hyunjae lets out a groan that sends a shiver down your spine. “or am i just too big, huh?” you can hear the smirk in his voice without even looking at him.

you’re at a loss for words as he starts to rock his hips into yours at a slow, teasing pace. you let out small little moans at the same pace as his thrusts.

"jae-" you stumble on your words, your thoughts being interrupted by a moan as the male behind you starts to thrust at a quicker pace. "jae, oh my god."

you throw your head back as your moans become more and more erratic. you feel hyunjae's fingertips digging into your hips. you were sure he'd leave marks, but you didn't even care. you wanted him to.

"fuck, y/n," he groans out your name, and that turns you on even more than you could have imagined. "your pussy feels so good around me, it's like you were made my cock- fuck."

hyunjae delivers one particularly hard thrust into you and you jolt forward, a half gasp-half moan leaving your pouted lips. "gonna fucking wreck you, baby." he growls into your ear before moving his hips into yours at an animalistic pace.

at this point, you couldn't keep your moans contained. as your noises highten in volume as your grip on the stall door tightens. "jae, please," you plea, your voice dragging against the door with a trail of evident need.

"tell me what you want, hm, darling?" hyunjae's voice seemed to have dropped a few octaves since the last time he spoke to you. you imagined it was the lust taking over.

"fuck...fuck me like you mean it," you begin, your words coming out shakily. "fuck me like you hate me."

he growls in your ear and you feel your face flush a deep red. "darling, i do hate you," he hisses at you, his hips keeping their merciless pace. "i hate the way you act like you're that cliché girl next door type, when in reality, you're not that innocent."

you half listen to his venting, not because you didn't care, but because it was hard to comprehend words when he was fucking you silly.

"i fucking hate the way you act like such a little know it all," hyunjae speaks again. apparently he was holding more back than you thought. "you may be smart, but is that enough to satisfy you? no. it's not. i've always know what you really wanted."

now that piques your interest. "oh yeah?" you raise an eyebrow at him and smirk. you didn't think he knew shit.

"you just want attention," he hisses through gritted teeth as his thrusts get rougher and rougher. it seemed that listing off his pet peeves about you were feuling his aggression. and you were here for it. "you're nothing but a suck-up attention whore. you have been since fucking middle school."

your mouth hangs open and you're not sure if it's because of his length repeatedly hitting your spot or if it was because he actually had you figured out. "h-hyunjae-"

"and i hate that no matter how much i hated you," he says, speaking again. his hips slow down momentarily as he goes silent. it was as if he was thinking about something. his grip on your hips loosens before he speaks again. "i still wanted to be the one to give you that attention."

you blink softly for a few moments, barely registering his words into your brain before he picks up his pace again, this time his hands finding your hair and pulling on it until your back is pressed against his chest and you can see most of his face. "jae..." you trail off, looking for something in his eyes, but he closes them and lets out a groan as you accidentally clench your walls around his cock.

"fuck, y/n," he hisses out. he moves one hand around to hold onto your throat. he somehow managed to know all your kinks. amazing. "i hate how good you feel around me." he mutters that bit to himself, but you heard it, unbeknownst to him.

as his movements get sloppier, you can tell he's getting close to his release. and so were you, honestly speaking. "jae, jae," you chant his name quietly, whispering it directly into his ear basically. "i'm gonna cum soon."

"me too, fuck," he releases a breathy moan at your statement. "i...i wanna...inside..." his words fall out slowly and almost inaudibly, but as always, you can understand him perfectly.

"i'm on the pill," you mumble back, gripping the toilet paper dispenser next to you. you sure hoped it was sturdy. "oh god, hyunjae-"

a loud cry of his name falls from your lips as you release all over his length, you feel him finish soon after, his thick cum filling you up as he lets out a strained groan.

and then, it was over.

it didn't set in until after you had caught your breath.

you had just fucked the boy you hated the most, the one that annoyed the shit out of you just by breathing.

and you were wondering when you could do it again.

"hey," you hear him spesk from where he stood, slightly above you. he was still inside you but his hands had fallen to his sides. he was still catching his breath, unlike you who had already caught it. "you good?" he asks. he looks down at you, actual concern on his face.

you nod your head as you pull away, causing his length to exit your heat. you wouldn't admit that as soon as he had exited, you wished he would just go back in. "i'm okay," you reply, smiling weakly. "how are you?"

"i'm..." he trails off, seemingly thinking of his answer. maybe he didn't exactly know how he was either. "i'm good. real good." you thought you saw the ghost of a smile lingering on his lips. his gaze stays on you for a few seconds longer and you feel yourself start to weaken under said gaze again.

"please stop looking at me like that," you tell him, breaking the eye contact. "you'll make me kick you."

"you wouldn't," he hums, starting to fix himself up. "you like me too much." he smirks at you and then you want to punch him.

"i don't like you, hyunjae," you tell him. you watch his face, noticing a slight drop in his expression. you had a feeling he was concealing more than you thought. "and you don't like me, right?"

he stares at you. just stares for a moment you wished you could read those eyes. if you could, you'd know everything.

your heartbeat quickens as his face slowly inches closer to yours. he was leaning in, for real. you weren't sure he knew that he was, but you would be a fool to not lean in also.

suddenly, he stops halfway. he takes a breath and lifts his hands up to your shoulders, brushing some dirt off. “you should fix yourself up,” he speaks, clearing his throat. “you look horrible.”

you blink softly as he opens the stall door, wide enough for him to slip out, but not too wide where you would be exposed. 

after you hear the bathroom door close, you let out a sigh, slowly pulling yourself together as you realize that was really it.

you had just been fucked stupid by him, and then he was gone. that was that.

but you’d be lying if you said you weren’t going to go back for more. even if it meant going against all your morals.

so, you thought to yourself, confidently stepping out of the bathroom stall. see you on monday, lee hyunjae.

--

attention - lee hyunjae.

you two hate each other...right?

word count: too lazy to count will add in later 😩

warnings: sexual frustration, mixed signals, slight angst, lots of plot, dom!jae x reader, a little bit of eric x reader (nothing sexual tho), possessive hyunjae (yikes buckle up hoes), sex against a wall, sex in a janitors closet, cute lil nicknames like slut, whore, & bitch, slight dacryphilia (gotta squint), praise, degradation, teasing, fingering & handjob, hickeys...lots of hickeys...

https://strawberrysohn.tumblr.com/post/678709061472157696/like-you-hate-me-lee-hyunjae (part one please read before this part)

you walk into school that monday, head held high. you walk past the group of cheerleaders by their lockers - he had been with all of them already. all in different places and positions. you recalled hearing how he fucked one of them in his car, one of them in the showers, and another sucked him off during study hall.

you chuckle to yourself realizing just how much of a manwhore hyunjae was. it humored you, really.

“i already told you, eric,” you hear his voice and you stop in your tracks. your eyes search rapidly for him until they finally spot him, standing at his locker. his friend, eric was beside him, as always. “i didn’t fuck anyone at the party.”

your eyes widen as you inch a tiny bit closer to eavesdrop more.

“that’s so unlike you!” the blonde boy exclaims. you watch as hyunjae closes his locker rather loudly. “last party you had, you told me you were with three girls in one night.”

you cringe at that. god, he was a whore.

“yeah, well, this time i wasn’t with anyone,” hyunjae speaks. you notice that he doesn’t meet his friend’s eyes. “it’s not that big of a deal.”

you walk away to your own locker, replaying his words in your head. why was he lying? was he ashamed to have been with you? is that why he had left so suddenly after? and why did you care so much?

--

the only class you had with hyunjae was honors english. and you sat diagonal from him, giving you the perfect view of him at all times. not like you wanted to look at him, or anything.

hyunjae arrives to class later than usual, but still before the bell. if it were under any other circumstances, you wouldn’t bat an eye. but, by looking at his slightly messy appearance (tousled hair, untucked shirt, etc) you knew why he had shown up so late.

the male walks briskly to his seat, not bothering to look in your direction at all. you’d be lying if you said you didn’t feel a little bit of jealousy towards whoever the lucky lady he had just fucked was.

you try to focus on your class, but you can't help but get distracted mid-lesson by the boy diagonal from you.

he really did look lovely while concentrating. was he always this attractive? you didn't think so. maybe it was just the post-sex euphoria still lingering around inside you. you didn't pay too much mind to your thoughts as you exit the classroom with everyone else when the bell rings.

hyunjae rushes past you, his shoulder brushing against yours ever so slightly.

and somehow, that one slight touch made you even more frustrated.

you creep through the crowd to your next class, your feet unintentionally dragging behind you. he disappears into the crowd of students heading to their next classes and you let out a sigh.

getting his attention again could prove to be difficult.

the next time you saw him was at the end of the day. you walked past him in the hall. he was with eric, of course. it was kind of crowded around where they were, but you managed to eavesdrop a little.

“what are your thoughts on that one girl?” eric asks the other, leaning against his locker. “what’s her name...y/n?”

you see hyunjae stiffen, but he keeps his composure. “she’s alright,” he speaks monotone. “why are you asking about her?” he doesn’t take his eyes off his locker.

eric shrugs. “don’t know,” he replies. “might make a move on her. you’ve never been with her, right?”

hyunjae hums and closes his locker, rather loudly. “no, i haven’t,” he makes direct eye contact with his friend. “she’s all yours, bro. have fun.”

you gulp as you walk away from their conversation. now, you had other things to worry about besides getting hyunjae’s attention.

now you had to deal with eric’s attention.

--

tuesday goes by, wednesday goes by, even thursday, too. but it’s friday now, and you know what you have to do.

you had given up on dressing nice (you had wore a skirt every day that week and still, nothing) so you entered the hall in your grey pullover hoodie, black leggings, and high tops, hoping your amount of effort showed how done you were with hyunjae’s stupid ass.

you don’t look his way as you pass his locker. you don’t try to eavesdrop on what he and eric are talking about. you do, however, feel a pair of eyes on you as you walk away.

you sit through all yours classes until it’s time for english, with hyunjae. he arrives on time, ignoring your eyes once again. little bitch.

but all throughout class, you find your eyes glued to the side of his face. you admire his perfect nose, his perfect lips, everything. he was so good looking and you hated his stupid perfect face.

you watch as he takes notes, his pencil scribbling on the paper. but oh, his hands. 

you had grown a liking to those hands. those long, slender fingers. the way they held you, the way they stretched you just right.

no, stop! you internally curse at yourself. you don’t like him, you don’t want him, and you don’t need his attention!

you were lying to yourself. you did like him, you did want him, and you did need his attention. who were you kidding?

--

as the school day comes to an end, you walk briskly past he and his friend’s lockers. you didn’t want to hear what they were buzzing about anymore.

“hey, y/n?” you hear your name and turn around. your heart nearly stops completely when you meet eyes with eric, jogging towards you. he must’ve seen you from the crowd. “can i talk to you?”

you blink rapidly, thinking of an answer. “um, sure?” that was honestly the best you could come up with.

eric clears his throat and catches his breath. “i was wondering you wanna go with me to the basketball game tonight?” 

you’re stunned, truly. when eric said he was gonna make a move on you, you didn’t think he was gonna ask you out. 

you wouldn’t lie: eric was attractive. very attractive. and from what you had heard, he was slightly less of a douche than hyunjae was. so, what could be wrong here?

plus, wherever eric was, hyunjae was sure to be. maybe this was the perfect way to finally get his attention.

coming back out of your thoughts, you nod to eric. “sure, i’d love to go with you.” you respond.

eric smiles largely. “great! meet me here at 6?” he slings his bag over his shoulder. when you nod in agreement, he smiles once again, sending a wink your way. “see you then.”

suddenly, your plan was back in full swing. and this time, you knew you were gonna succeed. 

--

“i’m honestly shocked you agreed to go with me,” eric says. he’s rambled a lot since you’ve been with him, but you didn’t mind. you found it cute. “i didn’t think you would like someone like me.”

“someone like you?” you tilt your head, pretending you had no idea what he was talking about. “what do you mean, eric?”

he looks at you before sighing. “i know i have a bit of a reputation,” he admits. “my friend does too. you know hyunjae, right?”

you nod. oh yes, you definitely knew hyunjae. 

“well, then you know that he’s a bit...” eric pauses, looking for the word to use. you figured he was trying not to insult his best friend, yet still be honest with you. “he’s a bit worse than me. a little bit more of a...” he trails off again, but you decide to help him out.

“a man-whore?” you suggest, an innocent smile on your face.

eric laughs, yet nods. “yeah, you can for sure say that,” he pulls open the door to the gym, where the basketball game was being held. “he really is a man-whore isn’t he?” the boy hums to himself and pulls the door shut behind the two of you.

muisc plays over the speakers as the players warm-up on the court. you look at the packed, busy bleachers, wondering where you would be sitting.

but then you knew exactly where you’d be sitting.

your eyes meet hyunjae’s from halfway up the stairs. he didn’t look upset or anything like that. in fact, his face didn’t show anything. 

you wished he didn’t have such a good poker face.

“hey man,” eric greets his friend, who’s expression changes once eric opens his mouth. “you know y/n, right?”

of course he knew you. you were the girl he had almost thrown away all his morals for. you were the one he had been wanting to talk to all week but always chickened out. you were the girl who had managed to drive him absolutely mad in one amazing, unforgettable night. 

and you were here with his best friend.

“yeah,” hyunjae responds, shifting his eyes to watch the players on the court. he doesn’t even seem to care that you’ve sat next to him.

being sat in-between eric and hyunjae...was something. you tried to sit a little closer to eric, since you were here with him, but hyunjae...

as the game came to a start, your eyes shifted from the court, to the side profile beside you. you realized that this was technically a date and you were paying no mind to the guy you were actually on a date with.

you sit up straight and snuggle into eric a little, mumbling to him, “i’m cold,” you had changed out of your hoodie when you went home, putting on a short sleeve top instead. and just as you hoped, eric was a gentleman.

he lifts his own hoodie over his head and hands it to you. “here you go, babe,” he smiles at you ad turns his attention back to the game. 

you blush at the nickname and pull the hoodie over your head and adjust it so you’re comfortable. 

“better?” eric asks you as he puts an arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer to him. 

“yes, thank you,” you smile to yourself and snuggle into the male. you notice hyunjae stiffen from the corner of your eye. his jaw was clenched and you could tell he was riled up. and he looked so hot riled up.

you could tell that you were winning this battle. you could tell that no matter how calm and composed hyunjae was while engaging in casual conversation with eric, he was thinking about getting you alone. and you could tell that when he would get you alone, that he was gonna ruin you.

and you couldn’t wait.

in fact, you were sure you’d make that happen sooner than later.

you pull away from eric’s grip. “i have to use the bathroom,” you lie, noticing the male on the other side of you perks up a bit. bullseye.

but you weren’t done. oh no, not even close.

“alright,” eric smiles at you. you felt a little bad about what you were going to do, but it had to be done. “see you in a bit.”

instead of nodding and leaving, you lean in quickly and plant your lips on eric’s. as you hoped, he returns the kiss, one of his hands coming to rest on your hip before you pull away, feeling a bit dizzy.

“see ya!” you stand up straight and wave to both eric and hyunjae and turn away from them, leaving their sight with a smirk on your face.

--

“what the fuck are you doing?” hyunjae all but growls at you as soon as he enters the hallway a little bit after you did. “are you insane? you have got to be out of your fucking mind-”

“shut your ass up, you dick,” you interrupt, watching as his eyes widen ever so slightly. you yank your wrist out of his grasp, ignoring the small pain that came from it. “this whole week i’ve been trying to get your attention, and you pretended like i didn’t even exist. really? that’s low, even for you.”

he doesn’t say anything, he just looks at you with dark eyes. you thought you saw fifty storms brewing in those eyes, but you kept your composure.

“you’re such a fucking man-whore!” you practically yell. luckily everyone was still in the gym for the game so they couldn’t hear or see your outburst. “you made me feel so good, so appreciated for one night. now i know you were just coming onto me for the sex.”

“y/n, listen to me-”

“no, hyunjae,” you interrupt him again, this time getting right in his face. you could tell he was caught off guard by the way he moves his head back slightly and by the little gasp he let out. “you listen to me.”

he stares into your eyes, his own burning into yours with so many questions.

“i don’t mean shit to you,” you spit at him through gritted teeth. “and you don’t mean shit to me.” you poke his chest hard with every word. “i mean it! i hate you!”

“y/n, please-”

once again you don’t let him speak. “you son of a bitch, you actually made me believe that you were gonna treat me differently than all the other girls,” you shake your head, ignoring the tears that threatened to fall from your eyes. “i was wrong! i was stupid to ever think that you had a fucking heart.”

this time, he doesn’t even try to speak. he just stares at you, his shocked expression turning into one of regret instead.

you step back slightly, lifting eric’s hoodie sleeve to dab underneath your eyes. “i can’t believe i actually fell for your act,” you sigh, shaking your head at yourself. “if only i just resisted. then i wouldn’t have had to have felt so good due to someone who treats me like shit. maybe then i wouldn’t have craved that attention from you anymore. maybe then i wouldn’t have had to kiss your best friend in front of you to make you pay attention to me. maybe then-”

his lips meet yours and suddenly, every lined up thought you had was scattered into an unruly mess. he was kissing you. he was kissing you. you knew what the other girls said. “hyunjae doesn’t kiss anyone he hooks up with. he must be afraid of intimacy.” yet, here he was: intimate and all.

his hands find your waist and he pulls you in closer to him, as you finally start to move your lips in time with his. hyunjae was kissing you. and damn was he good at it.

as his tongue finds its way into your mouth, his hands slide up and down your sides. you feel yourself slowly get weak in the knees at all his touches.

when he finally pulls away to look at you, you notice the usual stoic expression leave his eyes and become replaced by a more raw expression. huh. maybe he did have a heart after all.

“y/n, i want you,” he breathes out, voice hoarse. “i...i need you, okay?” there was so much need in his tone but also something else that you couldn’t quite lay a finger on.

your mind still foggy and your knees shaking, you nod. “ok-okay.” you reply. you pull your trembling hands into the sleeves of your hoodie as hyunjae grabs one sleeved hand and drags you gently into the janitor’s closet. how romantic.

the closet was roomier than you imagined, thankfully. you were glad it was less painful and cramped when you were pushed against a wall by hyunjae almost immediately after he made sure the door was locked all the way.

his lips find yours again and you return to heaven. your eyelids flutter from the feeling and you instinctively throw your arms around hyunjae’s neck, pulling him closer to you.

there was something different in his kiss this time around. whereas the first one had been sweet, magical even, this one was pure need, more intense.

while his lips move against yours mind-boggingly well, his hands find the hem of your hoodie.

you let out a small whine into his mouth, gasping for air when he removes his lips from yours and instead, leaves a trail of kisses down your neck. 

“hyunjae...” you whisper his name as he starts to suck on the skin of your neck. you grip the back of his neck as your eyes close from the feeling. 

the male groans against your skin, pressing his crotch against you. you could feel how hard he was and it made your pussy throb.

he leaves marks all over your neck, covering both sides. he was sucking and biting on the skin like a rabid animal, muttering something under his breath that you unfortunately couldn’t comprehend.

when he pulls away, he’s breathing heavy, looking into your eyes deeply. you feel your face heat up from his gaze.

“y/n,” he speaks. his voice was barely above a whisper, but you understood him perfectly when he said his next words: “i want to taste you.”

a familiar feeling bubbled in your core as you nod, closing your eyes to calm your breathing. “please,” was all you could say.

you watch as hyunjae drops to his knees, not taking his hungry eyes off of yours. the sight alone was orgasmic.

he lifts up your skirt, noticing the wetness seeping through the thin fabric of your panties. his eyes lift to meet yours for a moment before a finger slips in and slides the damp cloth to the side.

“hyunjae, please,” you whine, watching him with needy eyes. your chest was rising and falling rather quickly. despite being in this type of situation with him before, you were somehow nervous, unlike the last time.

you could feel that there was something different; something that wasn’t there last time. there was something in his eyes, something in his aura. it was making you wonder...how much more was he holding back?

your wonders and curiosities exit your brain quickly as the male slips one long finger into your aching core and you let out a gasp that shifts into a moan as he starts to pump the finger in and out.

“j...jae...” you moan out and he looks at you at the return of the name you had used last time. the name that he had grown to love, the name he had repeated in his head in your voice for the past week almost.

eager to please you, hyunjae adds a second finger and you lay your head back against the wall. somehow with hyunjae, the pleasure was always overwhelming, no matter what he was doing.

“add another...” you mumble but he hears it and he quickly complies to your request. 

with three fingers inside you, hyunjae stretches you out with no mercy, making you squirm and whine, your eyelids fluttering from the overflowing pleasure.

his free hand grips your hip, keeping you steady. 

“jae, fuck,” you moan out as he starts to curl his fingers inside you.

“feels good?” he asks you, though you can tell he already knows the answer.

“yes, so good,” you sputter out, feeling your high coming. “i-i’m close, jae.”

he hums and thrusts his fingers into you even harder, sending you spiraling. “cum for me, darling.” his eyes once again meet yours and his lust-filled gaze was enough to send you over the edge.

you release with a silent moan, your eyes screwing shut. you feel your legs start to shake as you calm down, your chest rising and falling at a fast pace.

when you look down again to meet his eyes, you watch as he sucks the juices from his fingers, keeping eye contact with you while doing so. “delicious, darling, just like i expected.”

“y-you’re so hot,” you trail off, gulping. you weren’t ashamed to admit what you were thinking anymore. “you know that?”

“mm, of course i do,” hyunjae responds. “why else would i be so confident, hm? why else would i be able to get any girl i want?”

you roll your eyes, shaking your head. “we get it, you’re a man-whore.”

“if anyone here is a whore, darling,” he stands straight again, placing a hand on either side of your head, trapping you between he and the wall. “it’s you.”

“my body count is anywhere near as lengthy as yours,” you admit. “so don’t act like you know what’s up.”

“mm, alright, fine,” hyunjae recoils temporarily before speaking again. “maybe you’re not a whore in that sense, but you are the biggest fucking attention whore.”

your eyes widen and you shake your head. you were doubtful you’d be able to keep up the act for very long. “i’m not.”

“you are, darling,” he starts again, chuckling under his breath. “you live for the attention.  that’s what you wanted this whole week, no? you were so desperate for my attention and when you got none, you went to crazy, dumb, stupid measures to get it.”

“you’re just jealous i kissed eric.” you reply, staring up at him, your confidence not faltering.

you watch as hyunjae swallows, his eyes leaving yours for a moment, then returning. “i’m not jealous,” he retorts. “why would i be jealous? you’re not mine.”

“you kissed me, hyunjae,” you recall and his face falls, every ounce of confidence that was there before had blown away. “you don’t kiss anyone you hook up with. i listen to what everyone says, you know.”

hyunjae freeezes in place for a moment, seemingly contemplating what he wants to say. you could tell that your words had made him think more than he wanted to and that you had realized things you weren’t supposed to have realized. 

“you can tell me what you’re thinking, you know,” you speak again after getting no response from him. “i want to listen, okay?”

he shakes his head, turning towards you again. “you don’t get it, do you?” he speaks, his voice rather shaky. “y/n, i have never felt this confused in my life, okay? one minute, i think you’re annoying, and five minutes later, you’re hot as shit.”

“well that’s just because you had sex with me.”

“is it?” hyunjae raises a brow. “or was it that maybe i realized something. something that i had known deep down for longer than i can remember, but i refused to say anything because i knew that no matter how nice to you i could ever be, you would still hate my fucking guts.”

“jae...” you trail off, looking at him with worried eyes. “what are you saying...?”

“damn it, y/n!” his volume and power startles you. your heart stops beating momentarily. when he realizes he snapped, his eyes meet yours and he sighs. "i just..." he trails off, his gaze dropping to just below your eyes. "forget it. it's not important."

"jae," you start, lifting a hand up cautiously to the side of his face. his skin was smooth, soft, and warm under your touch. he lets out a calm breath at your touch and clears his throat. "don't be afraid to tell me your feelings."

"feelings?" he shakes his head, chuckling. "there are no feelings to discuss. what kind of feelings towards you could i possibly have, y/n?"

"okay, fine," you hum. "maybe it'll help if i'm honest with you first. so, here goes. hyunjae, i-"

"i think i'm in love with you."

silence enters the janitor's closet after hyunjae's interruption. you stare, mouth agape at the male across from you. the same guy who had made your life a living hell for years...was now possessing feelings for you?

“i...think i'm in love with you,” he whispers this time. you look into his eyes and see a glassy layer over them. “i am. i don’t know how, i don’t know why. maybe it’s the way you’re always so passionate about everything you do, or...or because you’re so determined. maybe it’s the way you carry yourself, with such confidence. you know you’re smart, you know your worth. you know what you want and you take it. and god, there’s just so much more i could say about you and it still wouldn’t get the job done. and i don’t know when this happened, but i-”

now it’s your turn to shut him up with a kiss. you wrap your arms around his neck, bringing him closer as he slowly reciprocates the kiss.

you don’t know why you shut him up, to be honest. it’s not that you didn’t like what you were hearing. maybe it was just that it was all too much to take in at one time. 

your lips move against his with fury, his hands finding your hips almost immediately. his fingers dig into your skin and you can’t even complain about the pain. it’s not like it bothered you anyway.

alarmingly enough, he lets out what seems like a whine into your mouth. was he that needy for you? his sounds combined with the way he was rubbing himself against you told you everything.

when you pull away from the kiss, he pants, eyes not leaving yours for even a split second. "touch me," he practically begs. "y/n, touch me, please."

if you could've recorded the tone of his voice in that moment so you could listen to it for the rest of your life, you would have. his words were dripping in need, dripping in desire. he needed you so bad.

quickly, your hands finds his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping impatiently. you couldn't even say anything. you just wanted to please him.

when you pull his hardened length from its constraints, your eyes widen once again, not only from the size (even though you saw it before, you couldn't not be impressed every time), but from the amount of precum that had already come out. boy was he desperate.

hyunjae breathes heavily as you start to stroke his length at a slow pace, using his precum as lube. you watch as your hand glides up and down his shaft smoothly.

"no, no, look at me, y/n," he speaks, voice shaky. "please look at me."

you nod and lift your gaze to meet his. "better?" you ask, watching as he tugs his bottom lip under his top one.

"yes, so much," he lets out a groan as your hand touches the head of his cock for a moment. "faster, please." he whispers but you still manage to hear it.

you move your hand faster on his cock and he lets out the most lovely sounds. "yes, yes, like that," his words turn into moans as he looks at you with dark eyes.

the sound of his moans were like heaven to you. there was something so angelic yet sinful about his sounds and it had you reeling.

as you stroke his length at a fast pace, his chest rises and falls with every harsh breath he takes. “fuck, y/n,” he groans, his eyelids fluttering. the way your name fell from his lips so sinfully made you even more eager to please him.

“a-am i doing a good job?” you ask him, your voice unintentionally shaking. you were sure it was from the need clouding your head. 

“yes, darling,” hyunjae groans lowly, nodding his head the best he could. “so good, so fucking good.” he growls the last bit, bucking his hips into your hand a little bit. 

it was a bit odd, you must admit, seeing hyunjae this vulnerable. you figured his need had taken over at this point and you knew it was unlikely you’d get this side of him again, but you had your hopes. even if you didn’t, you were going to savor this while it lasted.

your hand strokes his length quickly, the sound of the slight wetness making you bite your lip as you feel the wetness return to your core.

one of his hands comes to find your wrist, wrapping around it. the other hand runs through his hair as he lets out the same sinful noises you had grown to enjoy. “shit,” he moans out, letting his head fall back. “make me cum, darling, come on.” he growls moving your hand with his own as his breaths grow more and more erratic.

your eyes fall down to admire his length. you thought you felt a bit of drool come from your lips, but you have been mistaken. even after seeing him before, you were still so impressed (but also not surprised) with hyunjae’s body. he was just so perfect...

his grip on your wrist tightens, dragging you out from your thoughts just in time to see white strings of cum land smoothly on his and your hand. and also on the hoodie that clothed your torso.

“jae, you got cum on eric’s hoodie!” you gasp, looking down in horror, trying to wipe off the mess. you didn’t see the male in front of you smirk as he catches his breath. mission accomplished.

“he won’t notice or care,” hyunjae responds. “he gets all kind of stuff on that thing. food, drinks, who knows what. don’t get your panties in a bunch, darling.”

you frown but nod. your hands fall to the hem of the hoodie, ready to lift it over your head and take it off. “well, if this is going to continue, then i should just-”

“no.”

you blink softly, stopping your movements. “wha..?”

hyunjae shakes his head. “leave it on.”

“but...but it’s eric’s...”

“that’s why,” hyunjae responds. “it’s his. don’t you think he’d love when you return it to him after it smells like me?”

you shake your head. “he wouldn’t like that at all, i don’t think.”

“very well then,” he nods in approval. “now it’s definitely staying on.”

you gulp nervously. you wouldn’t lie, seeing him like this was very arousing. something about hyunjae being so possessive...it’s like he was trying to remind you that you were his.

but...were you his?

he grabs your hips before whispering to you. “jump.” so you do, wrapping your legs around his waist, pulling him a little closer.

your noses almost touch and you let out a shaky breath. even after everything, you still got goosebumps being this close to him. “jae...” you whisper softly. the tone of your voice seemingly stirs something in him. you grip onto his arms as his length rubs against your wet core. “please.”

he doesn’t hesitate to insert himself into you, making you gasp. his size still managed to stretch you out just right. “jae, jae, oh my god.” you chant his name as he stills, letting you get comfortable.

as you regain your breath, he looks at you, eyes hooded, lips slightly parted. he was just so entranced in your beauty. he looked forward to seeing you fall apart on his cock again. 

“move, jae, please,” you whine, his heavy eye contact doing things to you.

“beg,” he demands, making your eyes go wide and your vision blurry with need. “beg for my cock like the little slut you know you are.”

“b-but...jae-”

he looks at you sternly and you feel that you might have collapsed if he wasn’t holding you up. he just had so much power over you...it made you want to curl up into a ball and scream into a pillow.

taking a deep breath, you weigh over your options. you could choose to not beg and get no dick, or you could throw away all your morals and beg for him like some desperate bitch and humiliate yourself.

you decided on the latter.

“please fuck me, jae,” you begin, internally cringing at your own tone of voice. “please, please, i need you inside me. i need you filling me up, stretching me out just right as you rearrange my guts. please, please, please-”

your words are cut off by a moan as he starts slowly move into you. no matter the speed, he still felt so good inside you, so right. it was like he was made for your pussy.

“fuck, y/n,” the male groans, looking down and watching as his cock disappeared into you with every deep, passionate thrust. “you feel so good wrapped around me.” and it was true. the way your walls hugged his length felt amazing to him. perfect, even. it was like you were made for his cock.

your moans spill out uncontrollably as he picks up his pace a little bit more, the sound of his hips hitting yours repeatedly filling the room along with your sinful sounds.

the noises you let out only added more fuel to hyunjae’s fire. “oh, you really are a slut, aren’t you?” he smirks, watching your expressions. he was in awe of how you could look so innocent, yet so sinful at the same time. it really got him going.

“n-no,” your voice cracks as you deny. “not a slut...” you shake your head the best you can while hyunjae quite literally fucks you up.

“mm, you’re right...maybe not a slut in general,” he hums in thought, his relentless pace not slowing one bit. “maybe just a slut for me, hm, darling?”

you were going to say something, but you can’t speak when hyunjae starts to pound into you, making your eyes roll back. you didn’t think it was possible to be fucked this hard, yet here you were. 

“hyunjae, oh my god,” you all but scream as he rams into you at an inhumane pace, fucking you with so much speed and power you felt like you were gonna get whiplash (haha). “you fuck me so good. so so fucking good.”

“mm, yeah?” hyunjae asks from in between his rushed breaths and groans. “you like when i fuck you so good your head spins?” he lets out a moan as you clench around his shaft. “oh, fuck, baby, you’re so good for me.”

his voice was laced with so much dominance, so much power. it made your knees tremble. he fucks into you with so much need, so much strength that every moral thought leaves your brain, every faint memory of whatever happened prior to this slips away. all you could focus on was his cock, hitting everything just right and making you lose your mind.

“tell me how good i feel inside you, slut,” hyunjae growls in your ear, his words dripping with a breathy moan. “tell me how good it feels to have me pulsing inside you, splitting you apart.”

you choke on a moan as his pace slows, but gets harder, his thrusts making you bounce slightly. “oh my god, hyunjae, you feel so fucking good, you’re so deep,” you whine as his length tears you up. “a-and so-so...big.” your cheeks flush red with embarrassment while a devilish smirk grows on the male’s face.

“yeah? my big cock making you braindead, hm?” he regains his previous speed, earning a loud gasp followed by a moan from you. “are you my braindead little bitch?” he hisses directly into your ear before taking your lobe between his teeth.

your eyes roll back at his words, his delivery making your toes curl from inside your shoes. “j-jae...” a loud moan of his name leaves your bruised lips as his pace leaves you breathless. “...harder.”

“fuck-” never one to disappoint you, hyunjae starts to pound into you, even harder than before. he groans against your neck, before starting to suck on the already sensitive skin there. his noises muffle against your skin as yours raise in volume from the now doubled pleasure. 

as he fucks you hard as you wear eric’s hoodie, his head races with thoughts. thoughts of jealousy, thoughts of longing. oh how he wanted you to be his.

“mine,” he growls against your neck, almost inaudibly. he half hoped it would go unnoticed by you, yet the other half hoped that you did hear it.

as his head races even more, every last thought blurring together, he somehow manages to fuck into you even harder, rougher, taking note of the way your noises come out more often and louder. his aggression fuels his movements as you become a mess on his cock. he was making you feel this good, he was the only one that could.

helpless cries of pleasure leave your lips as hyunjae sucks several dark, noticeable marks on your skin, pulling back slightly to admire the purple-ish spots on your neck. now people would know you were his. “you’re fucking mine,” he groans into your neck, but you hear him just fine. “my little whore, all mine. just mine.”

“h-hyunjae, c-close-” you stutter out your words, pausing to let out a few choked moans. tears fill your eyes as his pace and power tears you apart.

“mm, yeah?” he taunts, his own breaths getting erratic. he was also getting close. he watches the tears well up in your eyes with a mischievous smirk. “crying for me, hm? crying because i just feel so good, right, babe?” he’d be lying if he didn’t get off on the tears that were now streaming down your face.

“h-hyunjae, fuck!” you lean your head against his shoulder, letting your loud moan muffle as you feel your knot inside release, your juices flowing out of you and spilling onto his cock. 

“oh, shit, babe,” the male leans his head back and groans lowly as he follows suit after you, releasing into you, earning another small whine from you.

sensitive, exhausted, and out of breath, the two of you stay there, panting. he was still inside you, but neither of you seemed to care. you lift your gaze up to look at him, only to find he was already staring. blushing and embarrassed, you try to look away.

“hey, look at me,” he reaches out, cupping your face and lifting it so you’d look at him in the eyes. when you finally meet his eyes, there’s that vulnerability back again. you’re finally reminded of what he said to you before everything else. his gaze falters slightly and you can tell that he can tell what you’ve just been reminded of. “y/n, i-i need you to know that i’m...i’m sorry. for how i’ve treated you. not just this week or this year, but always. i guess i just never knew how to actually act around you.”

“so...your first instinct was to bully me?”

he shakes his head and looks to the floor, ashamed. “i know...i know,” he nods at you, lifting his eyes to meet yours again momentarily. he pulls away from you finally, releasing himself from inside you, emitting a small groan from you. you watch as he fixes himself up and listen as he begins to speak again. “i’m sorry. i was dumb. i’ve just never found someone i actually had feelings for, let alone feelings this strong.” he admits, tugging his bottom lip beneath his top one after.

you take a moment to process his words. he seemed sincere. “jae...this is a lot,” you tell him, sighing. “i mean, i go through the last who knows how many years thinking you hate my guts. and now, you’re...in love with me?” you whisper the last bit, the words unfamiliar to your lips.

“i understand that it’s confusing,” he averts his eyes elsewhere. “i just didn’t know what to do with myself or my feelings.”

you don’t say anything and just keep your gaze to the ground. 

taking your silence as a sign to continue, he takes a deep breath. "y/n, just...just one chance is all i ask for." he spoke more calmly now, no more rushed sentenced with no time to breathe. he was "i want to prove to you that i can be a better man for you."

you smile softly. he sounded so genuine. he was being so genuine. the tenderness, the emotion in his eyes. it was beautiful. he was beautiful. and you could finally see it clearly. he was beautiful. maybe more on the outside than on the inside, but you knew he was going to try.

"i...i really like you, hyunjae," you explain, noticing how you have his full, undivided attention as soon as you start to speak. "a lot. and i love the way you make me feel. because let's be honest here, you make me feel really, really good. like, so good i-"

"don't get me going again, y/n," the male warns, closing his eyes momentarily. he appeared to be thinking.

you sigh. "right, well, i guess i'm just...confused."

hyunjae tilts his head slightly to the left. "confused? why is that?" he hums, lifting a finger to your cheek and caressing the skin softly.

"i...heard you telling eric that you didn't sleep with anyone at the party," you inform him. his eyes widen a bit and realization hits his face. "i thought that maybe you were...ashamed of me? like, i'm not pretty enough or popular enough to be known as a member of your elite list of people you've been with, or some-"

once again, the male cuts you off with a kiss. a sweet one this time. you melt into his touch as his hands find your waist, holding onto you firmly, but also gently. like he didn’t want to hurt you but also wanted you to know that he was never ever gonna let you go.

"y/n, my darling," he begins once he's pulled away from your lips. "i did that to protect your image. word gets around super fast at this school. i tell one person that we fucked, the whole school knows by lunch."

your lips take the shape of an 'o' but no sound comes out. you just nod, looking at your feet. you were smiling like a dork. was he really that thoughtful and considerate? it warmed your heart.

"so, y/n," hyunjae clears his throat and your eyes lift back up to meet his. "do you wanna...see where this goes?"

"what do you mean?"

"i don't know, i was thinking we fuck around some more for a while, maybe try some new stuff," he freezes mid sentence to grasp your hand in his. "and then maybe i'll properly ask you out on a date. how's that sound?" he smirks at you mischievously, since he already knows the answer.

"of course, you ass," you roll your eyes but can't help but smile. "man you're good at talking, huh?" you nudge him in the shoulder a little as you giggle.

"that's not all i'm good at, darling." he winks and you punch his shoulder.

"shut up, dickhead."

"make me."

you lift yourself onto your tiptoes and attach your lips to his with a smile. as his hands find your sides, you wish that you could stay like that forever. but of course, you still have to give eric back his hoodie.

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ahhh part two is finally out, sorry for the long wait everyone 😩 hope you enjoy <3

just a lil smth about my hyunjae bc whisper got me f'd up 😋

warnings: smut, unprotected semi-public sex, usage of the word slut :D

"s-shit, jae, we're gonna get-"

he shuts you up with a kiss as his movements come to a halt. when he pulls away, barely, his lips still touching yours, he looks at you. "darling, we're only gonna get caught if you keep opening that pretty mouth of yours." he whispers againsonce your lips are pursed, he restarts his movements, his hips thrusting into yours in a medium paced tempo.

you bite your lip to keep from causing attention to yourselves, but it was so difficult to stay quiet. hyunjae was sending you heaven once again. you felt like you were flying when he speeds up ever so slightly, rushed breaths leaving his lips.

with your bodies pressed against each other in the far left corner of the library (the corner where nothing ever happens), hyunjae takes you hard and fast now, the old wooden table creating rather profusely underneath you.

"h-hyunjae, please," you whine softly, quietly. "please, there's...there's no one."

"what do you want, hm?" the male peers down at you, a questioning look in his eyes as his movements never cease.

you look around warily. there wasn't anyone on this floor of the library at all. well at least, none that you could see. but thanks to the angle of the bookshelves, you would easily be able to see if anyone was there. once you were sure there was no one, you look back at the male.

"make me scream, jae," you tell him, watching as something shifts in his eyes. "make me scream so loud so anyone who's near will know that i'm yours."

he seemed to have really liked your idea, because he lets out a groan, reaching one hand to wrap around your throat, rather tightly. "yeah? you wanna be loud for me? in public?" once you nod, hyunjae smirks and keeps his harsh, quick, powerful movements going. "then go ahead, darling. be fucking loud."

and with that, he delivers one particularly powerful thrust that almost sends you reeling through the universe from the strength. a rather loud, breathy moan leaves you, and you look at him, eyes wide, and fucked out. "fuck, you wanna be a loud, drunk cockslut in public? so be it, princess."