Staff are all over you making sure your outfit is pinned in the right places, your mic pack is secured in the back pocket of your shorts, and that your lip color is bright and shiny. You’re about to go on stage to perform your solo performance for the first time ever. Your group has been around for a few years and the company decided for this album each of your members would get a solo. In meetings you specifically asked for a more mature song, you wanted to show a different side of yourself as an artist. The stage costume you wear is all black and glittery, slivers of skin peeking out in a provocative manner. You feel the vibrations from the vcr playing currently to intermission while you get ready. It’s almost an out of body experience when you step up on the stage lift with your dancers. From the first notes of your song, the crowd erupts into screams and cheers. You walk down the extended stage, singing and doing some steps of the choreography along the way. When you approach the audience you see banners with your name, the confidence you wear slips momentarily when a grateful smile lights up your face. 

Then you see him, your boyfriend. Jooyeon is completely concealed by a beanie and a black mask, but you know it’s him by the way he’s standing and bopping his head. You asked him to stay in the back rows during your solo, thinking it’d make you more nervous to directly see him, but he insisted he needed to be in the front row, he’s standing with his manager and your own are around with cameras to film you, he blends right in. Either way you would’ve given the show of your life, but seeing him right there makes you feel like you have to prove yourself even more. You purposefully stop in front of the section where he stands to do the floor work section of your solo where your bare legs move in a seductive way. When you stand to walk to the other side of the stage, you throw a wink his way. If only you could see his live reaction without a mask on.

It all ends in the blink of an eye, you find yourself back on the main stage waiting for the lights to fade out while taking in all the excited screams from your fans. 

Backstage your staff also cheers for you as you’re guided back to your dressing room. 

“You were totally killer out there!! I knew you’d do so well” your manager comments 

“Thank you!! I was so nervous I don’t even know if I slipped up or not” you sigh happily 

“You did perfect! Do you need anything before changing?” she asks

“Yeah, actually I’m gonna use the bathroom first”

Your manager nods as you start to walk towards it, you reach for the handle of the door and pull it open, but you feel a weight drag you in quicker than expected which makes you shriek. 

Your back hits the door suddenly and you’re caged in by Jooyeon who isn’t wearing his disguise anymore, letting his dark hair fall forward as he wears a goofy grin on his face, satisfied that he just scared the hell out of you. 

“What the fuck jooyeon!” you yell smacking his arm

his eyes crinkle when he laughs at your response “I got you good, didn’t I?”

you want to laugh too but you had a job to do “what’re you doing here?! I have to go get changed soon” 

“I just wanted to congratulate my beautiful girlfriend for performing so well, is that a crime?” he gives you a quick peck 

“When I’m on a time limit, yes!” 

you’d rather be melting into his embrace, to let yourself take in all the praise for your hard work out there but the invisible watch on your wrist is ticking 

His hands that were against the door move to grab you by the waist possessively 

“How much time?” His expression is hopeful when he waits for your answer

you look around the room still exasperated “like 10 minutes max?” 

“perfect” he says with a devilish smirk before dropping down to his knees

“What're you doing?!” you ask even though you already feel his fingers worming their way into the hem of your bottoms, working to slowly pull them down. You feel his lips around your exposed stomach area and wiggle in his hold, noting the way those ticklish sensation make you throb and start to wet your panties. 

“J-jooyeon, we can’t-“

Your words mean nothing to him as he takes off the layers separating your pussy from his mouth, he places a kiss right on your clit, making you moan quietly as your hips unconsciously tilt forward 

“Oh please baby, I saw the way you looked at me up there, I know you want this too” he’s all too relaxed having you like this while you’re thinking about how you still have a show to go back to, but your heartbeat pounding is in your ears as you see the way he carries on his actions, spreading your thighs apart. He looks up at you with charming eyes you would never deny "I'll make it worth your while, yeah?” his tongue finally makes contact with your folds, licking up all the juices that spilled out of you thus far, your head falls against the door as you restrain another noise from coming out of your mouth 

He gets messy quickly, it leaves you with no time to breathe, the combination of your slick and his saliva go all over the place, it runs down your thighs and his chin. He’s unapologetic about the manner in which he slurps and sucks on your clit. Your hands grip onto his hair as he laps at you like a thirsty dog. 

It’s hard to not let yourself scream out at the pleasure he’s giving you, but instead you whimper as his tongue works its magic on you as you find yourself grinding on his face. 

He moans against you as he’s pulled so closely into your body he almost chokes on the lack of air, the way you’re using him to get off makes his dick strain against his pants, one hand letting go of your leg to palm himself. 

Suddenly there’s a knock at the door, it jolts you forward and the voice of your manager follows 

“Y/n? Are you okay in there?”

Sweat trickles down your temple as you reply nervously “Y-yeah! I’m all good!”

The air of jooyeon’s quiet chuckle vibrates against you and you flick him lightly on the forehead, faking anger in your intense stare down at him, he simply laughs and rubs your outer thigh tenderly, waiting for you two to be left alone again

“Are you sure? You sound out of breath” she questions 

annoyed, you roll your eyes “just tired is all!”

Two of jooyeon’s fingers start to trail up and down your pussy, soon probing at your hole and you bite down on your bottom lip and accidentally groan lowly 

“Okay.. well you have about 5 minutes before you have to change, hurry up!” 

“Sounds good!” You yell back as soon as she finished her sentence, all while he had slowly started inserting himself 

You whip your head back down towards him

“Make me cum.. please” you beg in a whisper, running your hands through his hair sweetly 

He wears a cocky grin, knowing he could send you back out there right in this moment, but he doesn’t dwell on that thought because his favorite sight isn’t the idol version of you who moves across a stage with enough strong presence and talent to entertain a crowd, it’s the you that only he gets to see, his gorgeous partner who stands above him, needy for him and the climax only he can provide. 

Obeying your command, his movements become quicker, curling his digits in and out of you at the angle that directly pushes on your g spot, pairing that with the way he dove right back into your drenched cunt with his mouth, treating it like he can’t live without the taste of you. The sounds you let out start to increase in volume.

He throws one of your legs over his shoulder as he continues his attack with the wet muscle of his mouth, swirling it around your sweet bundle of nerves, his lustful efforts pining you against the door once more with his intensity. You show your appreciation through the sobs that you let out when he sucks harshly and hums to add further stimulation. He’s treating your incoming orgasm like it’ll be his ticket to heaven, to him you definitely look like a goddess with your lips parted, singing out a symphony of moans and tears lining your bottom lashes. It makes the ache in his jaw become meaningless, still thrusting his soaked fingers into you rapidly when those licking motions of his falter due to the distraction that is your beauty. 

“S-so close!” you warn him

He already knew that by the way you were bucking your lower half into him, one of his hands slowly trials its way under your top and starts to pinch and pull at your hardened nipple. The combination of the satisfying feelings he's giving you make you gasp out as you reach your peak, lids closed as stars flicker in your darkened vision. You feel your knees grow weak as jooyeon drinks up everything you have to offer, not detaching from you until you tug him with a force to detach from you, which he whimpers at. 

You try to breathe normally in your post orgasmic state as you catch the look on his face, almost as desperate as yours “Fuck… you’re so good to me joo, i’m sorry I have to go, i’ll make it up to you later! Promise” you bend down to kiss his shiny lips as you caress his hair

His grin is mischievous as he tells you “go baby, i've got a mess to clean up” his eyes pointing downwards, making you meet with the dark spot on his jeans

Huffing out a noise of pleasant shock, you can't help but tease him "you're so easy, my love” 

Jooyeon grabs one of your hand and brings up your knuckle to his lips a leaves a soft kiss “only for you angel”

It’s past 11 pm as you sit in your car, having already turned it on and waiting for it to warm up so you can speed away as soon as possible because you just experienced one of the most embarrassing things you think could ever happen to you, well more than anything you were a bit offended.

This guy you met on a dating app invited you over to his place, it’s just a hookup and you both knew that. When the time came to get into it, he couldn’t get hard. For the life of him, he couldn’t do it. You tried your best to not show your disappointment but your inner voice was scoffing. As you drove away from his apartment you dialed your best friend Jooyeon, who knew you were on a date in case you suddenly went missing. Despite his protests about you going to a strangers house, you ended up in this predicament anyways. You hate how he's always right about these types of things. The boy had been your number one for many years, he’s seen you go in and out of relationships and he’s been your comfort and stability throughout it all. Sometimes you wondered if you should shut everyone else out and just get with him. He understood you enough to where you didn’t need to verbally say anything and he’d be ready to hold your hand until you could. You could show him all your flaws and he would never let you go. The absurdity of the current situation has you giggling as he answers the phone and he catches it.

“What, did you guys fuck or something?” He says cluelessly, a subtly jealous titter accompanying it

“Jooyeon... he couldn’t even get hard”

You hear an absurdly loud gasp over the line

“What the fuck?! Are you serious right now?!”

His dramatic reaction cheers you up a bit, it’s the humor and validation you needed right now.

“No, I’m so serious jooyeon. I’m about to drive this car off a cliff” you whine to him

He huffs out air “that’s so insane, I mean what guy wouldn’t get hard just by looking at you?”

His comment makes your eyebrow raise, and you go silent

Nervous chuckles come out of his mouth along with a string of words he’s stumbling over “I- I just mean.. that you’re really pretty and that guy must’ve been gay or something!” he finishes with a dismissive comment, however you won’t simply forget what he said.

Something you’ve always adored about your best friend is his unfiltered honesty, even when the words are hard to get out, he still lets you know what’s truly on his mind.

You can picture the way he looks right now over the phone, burning red cheeks and wide eyes darting around the room as he runs a hand through his hair.

Maybe it’s the fact you got worked up and no satisfaction that makes you ask him:

“Joo, can I come over?”

The tone in your voice is suggestive, and it’s already sending blood rushing to his dick

“O-oh yeah of course! You’re always welcome to come over” he over explains himself

“Okay, I’ll see you in 15” you say ending the call

There’s a smirk on your face as you shift in your seat with anticipation, meanwhile he frantically runs around his apartment, cleaning up for your arrival

You show up at his door in less time than expected, and he nearly trips over himself to open it up

“Hey! What’s up?” his deliverance of the line not at all concealing the fact he’s on edge

You step in and close the door behind you before you face him with a deceivingly solemn look

“You really meant that? Any guy would get hard just seeing me?” you start to tactfully play with the loose threads on his sweater

He’s having a hard time looking directly in your eyes as he reluctantly replies “I did… I did mean it”

Seeing the way he looks a bit tense, you stop your caressing and grab his chin firmly “Are you any guy, jooyeon?”

His pupils are dilated and his moral values are being tested, full of worry about where this will go, he thinks about what the correct answer might be before he goes with what his true response is

“I-I am” he admits in a pitiful way, as if you caught him doing something he shouldn’t

There’s a predatory nature in the way you reply “good” as you begin to drag him back to his room, tossing him onto his bed before crawling over his body

“Tell me you want this too” you say looking at his exasperated expression, trying to decipher if you should stop now, considering this is your best friend, and things would take a sharp turn in your friendship after this.

His hand cautiously comes up to hold your cheek “I’ve wanted this for so long… I’ve pictured this moment in my mind so many times”

With the hesitation simmering lowly in your heart, you go to connect your lips. It’s actually not the first time you’ve kissed him (prior drunken incidents) but in your sober condition you can feel the sincerity in his earlier statements.

Your mouths move together as if they were never meant to be apart, and tongues start to dance around each other. The exchange of pants and saliva are addictive.

That’s when you hear the first of many moans to come from him tonight, it’s like a melody that you’ve been searching for ages and now you’ve got a chance to keep it on repeat.

Your lips start to travel down to his neck, nipping and sucking at any area available to you and his breathing goes uneven. Tugging at the hem of his sweater, you signal for him to take it off, he obeys and you follow suit.

Both of his hands go to grip your waist, squeezing tightly, as if to keep you from running away.

“P-please y/n” his voice cracks out

You fight the urge to grind down on him, being so satisfied you’ve got him weak already from a little kissing “hm? what are you asking for?”

You’re staring at him with a small grin, he feels the sinful intentions behind it, but he doesn’t mind. He wants you to have control for now to be sure his greed doesn’t take over what you sought after.

“Can I… can I be inside you? please?” He pleads with you in a wavering timber, in spite of the fact there was no need since you wanted the same thing.

The shiny, glossed over eyes you see in front of you makes you want to toy with him more

“I don’t know… you think you can handle it?” you tease him as your hand starts to wander down and palm his boner over his sweatpants

His teeth clench in restraint, he wonders if he should back out now, but seeing you above him makes his brain short circuit

“y-yes! I need you so badly” he begs

You want to coo at him for the way he looks like a puppy patiently waiting for a treat, that you’ll most definitely give him

“shh it’s okay, I’ll give you everything if you’re good”

He nods wildly, so you pull down the fabric on him that does little to hide his erection

Your thumb circles the head of his dick in an unhurried fashion, spreading the wetness and his whole body shudders with a long sigh spilling out of his throat

Letting him go for a second you go to stand away from him, you shimmy yourself out of your own bottoms to leave yourself bare and ready to take him in

Climbing over him again, you rub his cock over your silk folds and wait to see his reaction

All he can manage is digging his fingers deeper into the skin of your hips, head falling back, not forcing any action but showing you his intense desire before you let him sink into the warm embrace of your pussy

Even upon the first feeling of it, he lets out a deep groan, which makes you moan in response

No real words are spoken as his whole length continues to make home inside of you, just a mixture of breath stolen and noises of pleasure as the adrenaline between you two still flows

The pace in your hips start to pick up, bouncing up and down after adjusting, the feeling is so euphoric and all the prior anxiety leaves your body

Despite your eyes rolling to the back of your head, you find his again, searching for approval

What you’re shown is a man who only ever wanted to be loved by you

With that, you take the chance again to kiss him, to express that you also feel the same way.

Your ministrations below continue, yet you feel his uncertainty, so you grab one of jooyeon’s hands that has been stuck on your lower half and move it up to grip your breast

“I know you want me, you have me, just take it” you say with heavy breaths and you hope he understands what you’re trying to convey

That sudden transfer of power has him flipping you over onto your back, making you let out a wanton yelp

“I don’t think you know how much I need you” he speaks close to your face in almost a whisper, the hot air of his words hitting against your lips as his right hand slides against the backside of your upper thigh, adjusting your leg so it’s over his shoulder

Hands going to rest against the nape of his neck you tell him “show me you mean it”

Those words ignite a fire in him as he starts to thrust in and out of you meanly, like there’s a time limit on your part and you might suddenly up and leave

Screams and squeals come of you unexpectedly, you react to him in a way no prior partner has ever brought out of you, not being able to help the sounds that you let out

He revels in it, determined to please you so well that it’ll be cemented in your mind nobody will ever be able to satisfy you the way he is right now

A damn good job he’s doing too, your toes are curling and you’re pulling him closer until you’re chest to chest and your lips reach for his again, clashing against each other

His plump and swollen lips go to trail down your body and he bites and sucks hard enough to leave a claiming mark near your collarbone as his hips aim upwards to find that spot that makes you go limp

The taste of your sweat accompanied by the mewls you pour out makes his cock pulse painfully in the best way, the blend of senses having him believe he’s reached utopia

“r-right there! harder, fuck— yes” you hum at the end of your sentence

That was the green light he needed, his movements become rougher, he thinks to himself if this is his only chance to have you like this, beneath him, your eyes crossing, mouth slack with sobs escaping you, he’ll die a happy man

Both your hearts pang in a way that neither of you will mention for now, not from the physical exertion but with the lingering thoughts of how this was wrong, it doesn’t matter though, the way your other leg wraps around him to keep him as close as possible while he lets out a string of whimpers is telling of how inevitable this was.

Even with this being your first time having each other like this, Jooyeon can tell you’re close to your climax with the way you’re tugging at his hair, his fingers move to start circling your clit rapidly

“cum for me, give it to me baby” he commands, voice husky with the craving to experience you falling apart

His cock keeps thrusting intensively, but he holds back on his own release, wanting to observe you experiencing it first

He gets you there quickly with the added stimulation, your whole body spasms and you cry loudly while having a tight grip on his back, creating red lines down it as you claw at the pale skin. You reach your blissful peak, tears spill from your eyes and the walls of your cunt clench around him in a way that demands him to fill you up with his load.

He complies with no doubt, moaning along with you. Soon his hips slow down, riding the feeling out before it’s gone, stilling before exiting out of you, not without a sound of disapproval on your part, he goes to lay on his back side next to you

The post nut clarity hits both of you like a freight train, staring at the ceiling for a minute while the air returns to your lungs. Guilty thoughts swirl around in your head enough to overwhelm you, he becomes the first to break the silence and says “did I prove myself?”

You laugh humorlessly “prove what exactly?”

A shy but toothy smile crosses his face, turning his body towards you “that I do need you, that… I love you more than a friend should”

His truthful words bring you back to the reality you need to accept, you just had sex with your best friend who sees you as more than a friend, likewise, as you do.

You sigh out as you tell him “fuck…. I didn’t think this is how it would go”

He tsks in a flirtatious manner “were you planning to take me out on a fancy dinner or something?”

You let out a sound of annoyance as you reach for a pillow to hit him with “fuck off jooyeon!”

Instead he pulls you in, and now you’re nose to nose with him, his hand squeezing your cheek, he sweetly tells you with soft eyes “I fell in love with you a long time ago”

Your breath hitches, it’s like he tugged your heart out of your chest and was holding it out in front of you in his hands, you bite your lip as you try to justify why you didn’t tell him you felt the same sooner

“no need to be sappy, I love you too” you whisper to him

He breaks into a wide grin before he pulls you in for a tight hug while letting out a fake cry

“I never thought this day would come!” he exclaims

“you’re fucking ridiculous dude” you spit out, trying to escape away from his hold

He winces and gags, “my god, you know you can never ever call me that again, right?”

Going along with his request you squish his cheeks together with one hand, moving his head left to right “okay baby” you indulge him, exaggerating the y in the last word

“Pet names so soon?” He baits with a wiggle of his eyebrows

You pout at him “you said it first!”

You met jooyeon when you started working at a clothing shop in your local mall. The guy looked like a typical skater stoner dude, long blonde hair, always wearing some band tee, various cargo pants and black vans. It wasn’t just an assumption that he smoked marijuana, a lot of the time you could get a faint whiff of it if he walked by you. After a few weeks of working with him he asked you out of curiosity “Do you smoke?”

“Yeah, just nicotine though” you replied to him

his eyes narrow at you mischievously “what, are you one of those people who gets paranoid when they smoke weed?”

you scoff at him “no! I just only do it if I’m around other people”

He lets out a hum of acknowledgment, “well, I was gonna go to the park and smoke some after work today if you wanna join”

You almost laugh at the way this is how he asks if you want to hang out, but then again you’re sure this is how all his friends are.

Nodding, you tell him “yeah sure, why not”

“Okay but, if you do get paranoid, I can’t save you, I’ll probably agree and tell you they’re coming to get you”

“asshole!” you shove his shoulder as he’s laughing at his own joke

You’re both closing the store that night, so it was good timing on his part… had he been plotting this?

Either way, after you both do your final tasks and clock out, you end up in his beater sedan that has that permanent pot rank mixed with a random air freshener dangling from his rearview mirror.

He drives with one hand on the wheel while the other drums on his thigh to the rhythm of the Mötley Crüe cd that his car probably came with, you’re trying to be subtle about the glances you throw at him, taking the time to appreciate his gorgeous side profile as he cruises down the street.

The path he takes leads you all the way up the hill of the park, the one that’s usually desolate and overlooks a part of the city, homes and businesses lighting up like stars below you. You have to admit, this is a great spot to chill out in.

Once the car is parked, he takes off his seatbelt and reaches over into the backseat directly behind you, and you hold your breath for a second, he’s super close to you and before you stopped breathing you smelled his cologne, and god it was delicious.

“Sorry, I keep it in my backpack back there” he says now fully back in his own seat while digging through the bag.

you shake your head “you’re all good” you say not wanting to show him the effect he just had on you

“You ever rolled a joint before?” He asks to continue conversation

you let out a dry laugh “one time, I was drunk when I did it, I was so gone I almost walked into the pool”

His head goes back as he loudly laughs at this “I guess it’s a good thing you’re sober right now”

“right” you chuckle, watching him pick out a pre rolled joint from a tin case and proceed to light it up.

It’s mostly dark in the car, but the shadows from the overhead light and the glowing bud accentuate his features just right, you’ve never looked at jooyeon this way before, but now your focus goes to his lips as he takes a drag and the smoke escapes him. You squeeze your thighs together unintentionally.

He hands it over to you expectantly and you take it between two fingers, repeating the same movements as him.

Through small talk you find out his niche isn’t skateboarding but actually playing the bass guitar, still fitting though. He invites you to one of his shows and you play it off saying “I’ll check if I’m free” knowing full and well you want to see the skills his long boney fingers can do in action, in more ways than just playing a string instrument.

You're looking out the open window as you’re starting to feel light headed after, two, three more hits before your face turns back to his, who has an unreadable expression. You decide to test your chances with your next few words.

“what’re you looking at me like that for?”

He shrugs with a smug smile “no reason”

There definitely is though, you’d be blind to not notice the way he’s been staring at you when he gets the chance, his eyes trail you up and down with a heat that makes it clear, he’s into you.

A smirk grows on your lips, you know exactly how you’re going to get him to fold for you.

“You wanna kiss me don’t you?”

He’s not the type of guy to get nervous at this, but even in his relaxed state he feels his heart race pick up a bit.

You don’t really give him an actual chance to answer, instead you climb over onto his lap and roll up all the windows.

You put the joint up to his mouth, telling him to “inhale” and when he does you crash your lips into his, taking in everything he exhales. He moans out in surprise, this wasn’t necessarily where he was expecting the night would go, but he isn’t against it at all, it’s evident in the way his hands go to grip your hips and pull you flush to his. The whole proposition of smoking is quickly forgotten as you put the joint down in the tin case laying in the console and you tangle your hands in his hair.

The two of you have your tongues in each other’s mouths and pant as you both try to take more and more of each other in. At this point you start to slightly grind down on his growing erection and he lets out such blissful groans. You pull back wanting to see the look on his face, and it’s too good to stop. He’s got his eyebrows furrowed and pupils blown out, you could point it to the fact he’s high, but he says to you:

“god, I want to fuck you right now”

you got him right where you wanted him, so you reply confidently, in your hazy state “then fuck me”

As soon as your approval hits his ears, he bunches up your skirt and pushes your panties to the side, letting his fingers slide up and down the wetness that came out of you from the kissing and humping. Whiney sounds flow out of your mouth and he greedily seeks to make you noisier. He inserts one finger first and moves it around slowly.

“joo… gimme more” you purr out

He feels his dick throb hearing your request, but he keeps his composure

“in a second babe… I’m gonna need to stretch you out… you’re so fucking tight” he says with a hiss

you moan as you make an attempt to grind on his finger, signaling to him you want more. He adds a second finger and continues his movements in and out. His sight is stuck on the way your pussy drools down his hand, so you grab him by his hair and force him to look at you once again. The way your face is contorting in pleasure has him in heaven, he thought he might cum as soon as his dick is in you. He continues to keep his control as a third finger enters you. Your lips connect again and it’s mostly him licking around as you can’t stop the whimpers from parting your mouth. He moves down to your neck and starts nipping you in a sensitive area.

“jooyeon, I need you inside me now” you plead with him

he can’t wait any longer either, all three digits exit you and reach to pull down his pants, and fuck, he was right. He’s huge. The sight of his length and thickness make your mouth water. He’s leaking at the tip and it makes all the nerves in your body tingle at the anticipation of him filling you up.

He lines up the head of his dick with your entrance and inch by inch inserts himself. You’re mewling the whole time and your back arches against the steering wheel, giving him the perfect opportunity to lift your shirt up and start sucking on your hardened nipples, marking you with bruises as he goes. The combination of stimulations are exhilarating.

Once your hips hit the base of his cock, his eyes roll to the back of his head and he takes a second to breathe.

“you feel so fucking good, better than I imagined— fuck” he says

you lazily grin at him, one hand gripping his shoulder as you start to move up and down slightly “so you’ve been thinking about this, huh?”

The corner of his lip curls up “you can’t blame me baby, always showing up in these slutty little skirts” he smacks your ass, and you clench around him.

“Bet you were hoping this would happen too, tell me I’m wrong, that you weren’t whoring yourself out for me” he tests you, coming close to your face and biting the lobe of your ear. All you can respond with is a cry while you feel him pulsing inside of you.

He adjusts the seat back quickly and goes to pull your weight forward onto his chest, in this position he can take full control and hold you up as he starts to thrust into you at a quick pace.

The car shakes with all the movement and it gets hot from all the heat trapped inside, your front hairs sticking on your forehead as well as his from the sweat accumulating. You’ve got one hand bracing yourself against the side of the door and the other against the back of his neck

“f-fuck! don’t stop— so good” you slur out

He definitely doesn’t have any intentions of doing so, one of his hands goes up to grip one of your boobs and he harshly rolls the the bud of your nipple between his fingers. The other hand holding your hip extends so his thumb reaches down to rub your clit. Your body registers before your brain that you can’t last much longer with how good he’s making you feel.

“naughty girl, letting me fuck you in my car like this, you’re so nasty baby” he says with no malice, just the desire to keep this moment in his memory. The way he’s been ramming himself into your dripping cunt is hitting that spot that brings you to the edge of paradise. His hand that was resting on your chest comes up to your throat, he grips hard enough to stop your airflow momentarily, and you start to see spots in your vision. “g-gonna cum” you warn him.

“y-yeah cum for me pretty” he says, losing his mind as he also runs out of oxygen from his insistent efforts to get you and him to release.

“cum inside joo, cum in me p-please!” you beg him through the tears welding in your eyes.

lust takes over the logic in his brain and he doesn’t question you, he nods feverishly, happy to oblige. His cock slams into you a few more times before the two of you are coming to your climax at the same time. The sensation of his seed spilling into you has you convulsing above him. Loud curses and sobs are exchanged and you’re both breathing heavily by the end of it.

You collapse against his chest, waiting for your breathing pattern to return to normal. He runs his hands through your hair as he asks you “you okay?”

“mhm, more than okay” you mutter

he hums as he helps you slide off of him, you’re hovering above him as he goes to push two fingers in you, making you moan in the process. He pulls your panties back in place as his fingers leave before telling you “keep it in there for me, okay babe?”

“will do” you reply with a sluggish smile

a pause goes by before he asks “so you’ll totally come to my show now, right?”

you smack him on the pec “I’m not becoming one of your groupies jooyeon!”

“aht, not yet you aren’t!” he playfully smirks

you realize then, he’s definitely right.

When you woke up his rough and boney fingers were running across the bruise (that he may or may not have caused) on the outer side of your right thigh, gentle but with not enough care if he presses into the purple splotch of skin, or if his sharp silver rings that are in the shape of a cross rake along the tender flesh. He’s caressing your leg, not as an act of love or sympathy, but because he tattered you until it showed on your complexion, and he’s proud of it. Like an artwork that took time and delicacy, instead what had occurred was that he didn’t like the way that boy in your class was so smiley while talking to you, worse was that you were laughing along with him. He watched the scene from across the hall, you two were alone, and wooyoung felt his world closing in. You knew that you belonged to him, so why was this happening? It mustn’t have been obvious to that boy then. In wooyoung’s sick head full of unspeakable fantasies he knew he had to do something to make sure that at least you didn’t forget who owned you.

You don’t remember what led up to it, your last memory was walking out of school as soon as your classes for the day finished, now you lay in a dark cold room on a mattress, you’ve been left only in your underwear with both arms stretched above your head, bound by rope, each wrist aching and red. Wooyoung had been sat in front of you the entire time, studying your sleeping form. When he noticed you were awake, he grabbed you by both your feet and tossed you onto the floor, you landed against the concrete ground with a thud, crying out at the pain as you landed on your side, for all you know your rib cracked as you felt your breath labor. You look up at him as he smiles so sweetly, but you see through it, he was absolutely wicked and his fond gaze was connected to the fact he was inflicting pain onto you. He kneeled near your face and grabbed your cheek, the one that hit the floor and was now pulsing and turning red, he sweeps his thumb over it and catches a tear sliding down

“Honey, you know I hate it when you talk to other men, so why would you do that to me? Do you know how much it hurt me when I came looking for you and you were giggling with that guy?”

This conversation could’ve happened in a much more casual setting, like over a movie at his place while your legs intertwined on the couch, or at the restaurant you both like while you waited for your meals to come out, but Wooyoung preferred to instill fear into you, which kept you from running away. you were sniffling out as you responded to him “I-I’m sorry wooyoung, I didn’t mean to h-hurt you I-“

He interrupts you “but you know me darling, I know you do. You know I don’t like that. I don’t want to have to teach you this again and again, let it be the last time okay?” He inhales a deep breath before continuing “Or should I just keep you down here? Where I know you won’t do it again.” his face had turned serious, his dark eyes and evil intentions masked by his long hair.

Your eyes glazed over with tears as you rushed to reject the idea, shaking your head vigorously “No! It won’t happen again, I love you wooyoung, I’m only yours” your voice came out shaky as you couldn’t help the tears from flowing out.

He smiles again “I trust you baby, I can feel your love right here.” he says as he reaches down your body and rubs his fingers up and down your panties.

You moan out as your body relishes in the feeling on your heat, hips moving to grind on his hand. He smirks as he watches you get yourself off. He lets you continue your movements as you writhe around.

“M-more, harder” you whine out, noticing how your underwear is becoming sticky with your juices.

Upon hearing those words, he slaps you directly on your clit, resulting in a yelp from you.

“Dumb baby, trying to take charge, you’ll get what you want when I say you deserve it, understood?”

Another tear slips out as you nod and answer “yes sir…”

His condescending tone only aids the fire that’s building in your body, you remain patient knowing he also wants this just as bad.

He pulls the fabric soaked in your wetness to the side with one hand while the other buries two digits inside. You sigh out as he moves in and out with ease. His eyes stay glued to your pussy, obsessed with the way you squeeze around his fingers. His pace is slow at first, earning him high pitched whimpers from the way you want to beg for more, but refusing to disobey his earlier orders. The squelching noises heightened all of wooyoung’s senses, and he feels his pants tightening, realizing he can’t deny either of you any longer.

He slides out, making you mewl in disapproval. He looks up at your pouty face with a furrowed expression that scares you. “Open” he spits out, knowing what that means you do so as you stick your tongue out as well. He quickly stuffs his fingers in your mouth and you suck, satisfied with the way they’re drenched in your essence and pruned up from being inside of you. He unbuttons his jeans and slides down the rest of the layers of clothes standing in the way, his free hand starting to stroke himself quickly. Without hesitation he starts to sink his full length in you, causing your legs to shake.

“F-fuck! too much…” you mumbled weakly, mouth still occupied.

He tsks, “you can handle a lot more, my love”.

Hearing him disregard you while still calling you such words of endearment makes you clench, as if wanting to pull him closer, despite his actions proving he won’t ever let you out of his grip.

The first hard thrust into you pulls a squeal out of you, and that sound activates a switch in his brain, letting him know he can’t resist the burning need to cum inside of you, to claim you completely. His fingers leave your mouth and both hands go to grab your hips, drawing you back onto his cock repeatedly. “You’re mine, all mine, only mine.” he babbles in a rough manner to you. He’s enamored with the way your eyes roll back and the way you’re speechless, only letting out noises of pleasure. Bending forward his whole body cages you as he begins to suck and bite harshly at your neck, another method he uses to make sure your body won’t forget his touch, his sentiments in this moment for days to come after. The combination of his kisses and wet plunging into your cunt echo around the room. Soon a familiar sensation starts to build in your lower regions and you feel like you’re about to burst.

“Woo… gonna cum” your voice speaks barely above a whisper.

He grunts, lips moving to your ear and telling you “do it baby, cum all over my dick”.

The approval sends you into bliss, your orgasm takes over your whole body, vision going blurry as your body tenses. You’re crying as wooyoung continues to use your limp body until his sweet release comes as well. Loud groans spill out his throat as his final thrusts overstimulate you and paint your insides white. His breathing patterns are jagged as he studies your face for a second, his beautiful lover, who should only be seen by him like this. His blood boils for a second thinking about what led to this moment, but he softens when he sees your watery eyes looking up at him.

He reaches for the ropes around your wrists, untying them and then cradles you into his arms like a baby as you still shake and cry. You’ve trusted him for so long, he was your first love. The boy who always went out of his way to make sure you felt included, who would make a fool of himself just so you could have a smile on your face at the end of the day. Your body can’t help its natural reaction to cling onto him. The love you hold for him is undeniable, and detrimental.