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park sungho. waistline and abdomen.

sungho takes pride in his body, he’s worked hard to look the way he does so you love to spend a bit of extra time admiring him for all his hard work. you quickly found out how sensitive he is because of your desire to praise him. you’d have him laid underneath you, placing kisses all over his face, trailing down to his shoulders and chest. when you got to his abdomen you’d begin peppering kisses over his abs, your finger running down the center of his abdomen. you’d never forget the way he shivered at this and the way he breathed out a gentle moan. every kiss you left on this area of his body had him closing his eyes and his lips parting. his head felt dizzy as you muttered soft praises against his skin. you love to kiss sungho, always taking time to press your lips against his after a long day. you pull at the sides of his shirt as you do so moving your hands under his shirt, pressing them to his sides. he moans into the kiss, giggling a little at the feeling of you caressing his waistline.

lee sanghyeok. stomach and dick.

sanghyeok’s dick has always been sensitive, always more sensitive than anyone you’d seen before. he’d whimper at the lightest touches, his body tensing at you even brushing against it. this was one of the things you adored most about him. another spot that’s sensitive on him is his belly though, this is something you found out on accident. the two of you would be eating snacks together, enjoying a sweet treat and enjoying each others company. you’d call him cute and put your hand under his shirt to rub his tummy. when you brushed against the lover part of his tummy he’d let out a little whine, one that he didn’t even mean to let out. his face would burn red at this and he’d immediately apologize because he genuinely didn’t mean to do that. you’d giggle at him and tell him that it’s okay but then you’d ask if he liked that. he’d wanna curl into a ball and die but he couldn’t deny that it was making his dick hard. you’d tickle him a little, continuing to touch there and it wouldn’t be long before he’s all needy for you.

myung jaehyun. inner thighs.

jaehyun’s a sensitive guy overall so its almost like every spot is his sensitive spot but there’s one area that gets him going more than the others. when you place your hand in his lap under the table he doesn’t think anything of it at first, offering you a sweet smile at the gesture. your hand stayed in place for a bit, jaehyun placing his hand in yours as well. you’d move your hand out of his grasp, slightly slipping your hand between his legs, fingertips dipping in between. he’d almost jump at this, the sudden movement taking him by surprise. he’d press his legs together tighter, his skin feeling almost tender where you touched. he’d try to keep himself together at the table, spreading his legs a little for you once he’d calmed himself a little. it would take almost no time for him to get needy, his hand gripping onto your wrist as you touched him. you’d only have to gently move your fingers along his skin to have him falling apart for you. you’d see how hard he is and it would take no time for him to be begging to go home.

han taesan. chest/nipples.

a whine breaks out of the boy's mouth, his lips returning to a pressed position. taesan was trying so hard to keep himself together but the stimulation you're leaving on the most sensitive part of his body is making it extremely hard. you have him sat in your lap, his back against your chest and body completely bare in front of you. his full weight is pressed against you, body too weak to sit up on his own. you feel his arms continuously tense against your legs as he grips at the sheets beneath him. his cock, stood up proudly, continuously twitches as you run your hands over his chest, precum bubbling at his tip, sliding down the left side of his shaft. you keep your touches feather light, as you brush your fingertips against his hardened nipples. he hadn’t realized how much pleasure could come from the sensitive nubs on his chest. he loved when you teased him but hated how desperate it got him and the way you’re playing with his nipples had him feeling insane. it’d become a habit after this point for him to touch his nipples during sex because it just felt so good.

kim donghyun. neck and hands.

his lips are pressed firmly against yours, his body pressing towards you. he'd push you backwards, easily controlling the kiss as he moves you towards the bed. his hand would support your back as he falls forwards with you, lips never pulling apart. your hands swiftly move up his body, one of your hands would rest on the back of his neck, soon after trailing up his neck and into his hair. your grip on his locs would be loose but he'd break away from the kiss, moving back to take in your expression. he'd smile down at you, eyelids hooded as he stares down at you. “go on. pull harder.” he'd hover over you encouraging you every time to pull his hair. he let's out the prettiest moan every time you do, his satisfaction is evident. he loves to feel your hands on his neck in general, like when you place your hands on the back of his neck or even when you put your hands around his throat. he's also a huge fan of hand holding during sex, he loves too feel your hands against his, the way you squeeze, the way your hand gets warm, he loves it all.

B - boobs or ass (are they a boob man or an ass man?) 

he's an all around body worshiper, he doesn't necessarily have a preference for one or the other. he just loves your body and having his hands on it and looking at it. he's huge on complimenting your body as well, softly running his hands along you. 

C - cum (anything to do with cum)

jaehyun loves to cum inside of you, he has a huge breeding kink. he loves the feeling of having his cock buried deep inside of you while he fills you with his warm seed. the feeling of his cum engulfing his cock inside of you drives him insane. 

D - dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) 

he's a hugeeee humper and he also has a thing for cumming in his pants. he just really loves rutting up against you or against pillow or other objects. his hips are always in action because it feels so much better for him. he really loves holding your hips close so he can rut against your ass. 

E - experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) 

jaehyun has definitely gotten some action, he's always been quite popular throughout his life. i feel like if anyone currently gets a lot of action it would be him just due to his popularity as well as his opportunities. 

F - favorite position (what is their favorite sex position?) 

240 

this is an ideal position for him because it allows him access to your chest as well as your face. he's big on kissing your lips, face, and body during sex so he loves when he can get to them easily. he also is a huge fan of watching you fuck yourself on him. 

G - goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc) 

definitely super goofy, like without even trying. sometimes he just makes you burst out laughing because of something that he says or does because he really just loses all rationale. he has his serious moments obviously but he's just a silly guy <3

H - hair (how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

he isn't usually shaven, he just doesn't care much to shave or even trim. he also just doesn't trust himself that much with a razor if im so honest. i feel like he also is just overall a bit lazy like he just doesn't give me the energy that he'd shave. 

I - intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) 

if he's not inside of your skin than he'll die. jaehyun is incredibly intimate and longs for incredibly intimate sex as well. he really loves holding hands and kissing and being pressed close together with one another during sex. 

J - jack off (masturbation headcanon) 

he's very needy so he ends up masturbating quite often. when he touches himself he always ends up fucking his fist, he always ends up thrusting upwards instead of stroking his cock instead. 

K - kink (one or more of their kinks) 

praise/degradation - he loves both of these things in different scenarios. he has a thing for being reassured and praised, he is a good boy afterall. but he also loves when you make fun of him a bit <3. his favorite way for you to speak to him is a mix between both, when you speak in a sorta condescending way. 

dumbification - in a way he loves being talked down on. he loves when you take authority and you allow him to be fully brainless. he loved to get into that floaty cloudy headspace and one of the ways you can help him get there is by treating him like he can't think or do anything for himself. 

dacraphylia - jaehyun is a crier, this surprises no one and that doesn't change during sex either. he loves when you get him to the point of tears whether than be from sensitivity or frustration. he also loves when you wipe/kiss his tears away while you ruin him <3

L - location (favorite places to have sex) 

he loves to have sex on the couch, like it's just something about that specific location for him. he loves for you to ride him and he also loves to be able to eat you out on the couch. i feel like he also has a thing for cuddling up and watching movies in the living room only for you guys to end up fucking. 

M - motivation (what turns them on?) 

anything and everything, as long as you're involved in it then he's hard. what turns him on the most is when you take charge or when you're there to care for him. he also loves when you're possessive over him because he's also possessive over you so it just gets him going. 

N - no (Something they wouldn’t do) 

this is always the hardest one and i feel like jaehyun is very experimental like i said for riwoo. i think some things that he may be iffy about is like cuckholding cuz he'd rather die than see someone else fuck you. another thing i think he'd not like is anything that can hurt you in any way. 

O - oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc) 

he loves giving you head so much like he would die for it. he could spend so much time in between your legs just making you feel good. he loves when you cum on his tongue and when he can squeeze your thighs while he works his tongue against you. he always humps the bed while he does this as well. 

P - pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) 

he's super fast paced, always very energetic and hyperactive. he often is rough along with it just because he doesn't really realize how quickly he's moving and things like that. sometimes when he's tired he loves slow paced sex though. 

Q - quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.) 

since he gets hard easily and often he's actually a huge fan of quickies. he loves that you're willing to help him get off randomly and super quickly, he loves to somewhat test how fast you'll be able to get him off and vice versa. 

R - risk (are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.) 

jaehyun is pretty willing to take risks during sex. he finds it exciting to experiment and try new things, as long as it's nothing too crazy or dangerous. i feel like he often gets really excited to try different things with you cuz he loves to explore. 

S - stamina (how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…) 

jaehyun can get spent really quickly, he's sensitive and hyperactive during sex so he uses up a lot of his energy quite quickly. one round may be enough for him but he's absolutely capable of being pushed up to three. like he's super needy and can go again but he's also a sleepy person so he may need to do something less physically demanding. 

T - toy (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) 

he doesn't own or use toys on himself just simply because he doesn't consider them much. i don't think he'd really give it much thought that toys can heighten his experience. if you have any toys he would love using them on you though (or seeing you use them on yourself). if you introduced him to toys he would absolutely begin using them on himself when he can't be with you. 

U - unfair (how much they like to tease) 

he teases so much, he loves teasing and being teased. he's super playful and is a sucker for teasing touches and things like that. he's always teasingly touching you or kissing you in some way. 

V - volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make) 

jaehyun is vocal, he's talkative and he also moans quite a bit. his volume can rage depending on what you're doing but he let's out low moans often. he tends to get a bit quieter when he's about to cum though. 

W - wild card (get a random headcanon for the character of your choice) 

it may not seem like something jaehyun would be into at first since he's sensitive and such a sweetheart but!! he loves when you slap him sometimes, whether it's on his face, cock, or thighs, he just loves to be roughed up by you sometimes. like when he's crying and begging for you and you slap him to quiet him down or something like that, it makes him so much harder. he just loves when you take charge and do things like this to him. 

X - x-ray (let’s see what’s going on in those pants) 

he's about average size when it comes to his length. he's on the thicker side, his cock being a bit heavy because of it. the tip of his cock is also slightly bigger than the rest of it, kind of like a mushroom. 

Y - yearning (yow high is their sex drive?) 

his sex drive is crazy, he's almost always horny if im honest. he just gets riled up over a lot of different things and he also is just so into you so it makes the things you do have even more of an affect on him. i feel like he's just a pretty sexual person in a relationship in general. 

Z - zzz (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

he falls asleep pretty quick if he gets to lay there after cumming. he'll be so relaxed and comfy after so it's very likely that he'll fall asleep within 10 minutes if he gets all warm and comfortable. 

B - boobs or ass (are they a boob man or an ass man?) 

boobs <3 he loves your tits so much, thinks they’re so pretty. he loves squeezing and tugging at them cuz they’re just so soft and pretty, its something he compliments on you as well, just muttering little praises.

C - cum (anything to do with cum) 

when he cums it doesn’t shoot out much, it more spills down the side of his cock. his cum is slightly on the thicker side as well.

D - dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) 

he's a little bit of a sexual sadist <3 he loves when you cry and beg for him. it turns him on so much to see how ruined you get because of the things he does to you. if he fully did what he wanted he would stimulate every inch of your body and edge you until you couldn’t think clearly. he also kinda loves when u hurt him, when you scratch him or squeeze him super tight. he’d never admit it but just something about how your voice cracks and gets all scratchy because of how vocal you’re being drives him crazy.

E - experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) 

i don’t think he’s a virgin but he’s also not the most experienced. sungho has probably been with like one person and he’s tried a couple things out but overall he’s figuring things out little by little along with you. sex is intimate and serious for him so he’s not the type to just have sex just for fun which is why i think he’s only been with about one sexual partner.

F - favorite position (what is their favorite sex position?) 

230 / 136

position 136 is for those times when he’s feeling extra lovey dovey, he loves to mark you up and kiss you during sex. he also really loves to be able to see your face twisting in pleasure while he makes you feel good. position 230 is for those less intimate moments, he loves holding your arms behind your back and snapping his hips into you roughly (been thinking abt this since seeing fishy include this in her hcs and i haven’t forgotten it since then).

G - goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc) 

he could be either or, it really depends on how intense the moment is and what exactly is happening. he’s usually a bit giggly, placing kisses on your body and letting out small giggles against your skin cuz ur just so pretty and he’s so full of love. but other times he’s serious and not very talkative, just zoned in on the feeling of you wrapped around him <3

H - hair (how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.) 

generally very well groomed, he takes care of himself quite well and makes sure to keep things neat and tidy. he’s the type to do this not only because of his own preferences but also to keep things nice and tidy for you. he’s slightly conscious about how you feel about it as well but of course he does what he likes and he prefers a small amount of hair if any.

I - intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) 

sungho is very intimate and romantic, like i mentioned before, he takes sex seriously. he finds that he enjoys the moments much more when you’re both desperate and both very into it. the type to hold hands with you and to kiss you passionately while thrusting into you.

J - jack off (masturbation headcanon) 

i feel like he masturbates a bit more than you’d originally think he does. i feel like most of the time he masturbates is late at night, he heads to bed quite early sometimes and its not always because he’s tired but more because he values his intimate time to himself. he takes his time when he masturbates, he loves to touch all over his body and feel what’s most sensitive and what feels the best. 

K - kink (one or more of their kinks) 

strength - he likes when you fight against him a bit. its not something he’s ever directly admit due to the fact that he feels really weird just thinking about it but its something he fantasizes about. he wants to push against you a bit, to kind of physically dominate you and remind you that you’re weaker than him. he thinks its so hot when you sigh out in defeat and when you’re breathing all heavy because of the efforts you put in. he likes to show off how strong he is by holding you down by your arms or hips as well.

exhibitionism - from jerking off in public places to sexting you from across the table, he loves the excitement and thrill of public situations. i always say if he had a porn account it would be of him showing off his pretty body and pretty cock in random places. to elaborate more on the sexting part, he loves to send you risque photos and things like that to you, especially when he can see your reaction to them. he’ll drop the photo to your phone and watch as you open it, hiding your phone when you see what it is. he’d usually keep those to suggestive photos rather than full on pics of his cock. he’d start out with images of his pretty shoulders and back and photos of his abs and he’d gradually move to more and more revealing images.

L - location (favorite places to have sex) 

he mostly loves to have full blown sex at home, he loves risky touching and things like that out in public but he prefers to be at home in order to fuck you in bed. 

M - motivation (what turns them on?) 

okay hear me out,, i feel like he gets the most turned on when you’re doing very domestic things either on your own or with him. when you wake up in the morning and make breakfast for the two of you or when you wake up in his shirt, things like that turn him on so much. he loves when you’re dressed down and cozy, when it’s like 2 pm and you’re still cuddled up with him it makes him hard. you could be doing the simplest thing and he’ll watch you with a smile because he’s admiring you so much and thinking about how much he wants to ruin u <3

N - no (something they wouldn’t do) 

one of his biggest no’s is threesomes, he’s just not into the idea of them. he’s possessive and like i said he’s intimate and he doesn’t want to share you with literally anyone. if its something you really want super bad then he may consider because he just wants to make you happy but its unlikely that he’ll agree. 

O - oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc) 

he loves giving you head, anything that can allow him to make you feel good is something he’s gonna absolutely love. he’s naturally gifted at it and can spend hours down there. he always makes sure to learn what feels good and what doesn’t and he’s super attentive to your needs.

P - pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) 

he can be either, fast, sharp, and rough or he can take his time and be super sensual, it just depends on how he’s feeling. he’s normally a little rougher just because he likes how you moan when his hips snap into you sharply but he really loves to take it slow and rock his hips into you instead. 

Q - quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.) 

as much as he loves proper sex i don’t think he’d be opposed to quickies. they usually happen first thing in the morning, before you guys have to get ready for work. he even may get turned on from watching you get ready, watching you get all dolled up, spraying your perfume and things like that, its like he gets this urge to ruin you.

R - risk (are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.) 

he's not the biggest risk taker during sex. it's not that he's afraid or anything like that but he's happy with how his sex life is and doesn't really feel the need to experiment. if you want to try something then he's willing to but if it's anything that could be dangerous then he's very very hesitant just because he doesn't want to harm you or anything like that. 

S - stamina (how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…) 

he’s usually good with one or two rounds, he doesn’t need to go for that many rounds. with that being said though he lasts quite a bit of time, he’s got great restraint and is able to hold out on his orgasm for quite a bit of time.

T - toy (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) 

he does own toys but only for you, when he touches himself its only with his own hand. i think for you though he has at least a vibrator that he uses to add extra stimulation, he loves how much more sensitive you are with the added vibrations.

U - unfair (how much they like to tease) 

he's really cheeky honestly so he teases quite a bit. he loves to see how you get a little frustrated at him but that's when he'll give in. he just does it for a bit of fun because he has a very playful nature and he doesn't leave that out even during sex. 

V - volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make) 

it depends on the day and how needy he is, sometimes he's almost silent, sometimes he's more talkative than he moans, and then sometimes he's moaning constantly. i feel like he's always quite breathy though, whether it's letting out a sign of relief and pleasure or breathing heavily bc his orgasm is near. 

W - wild card (get a random headcanon for the character of your choice) 

a random headcanon that i have for him is that he really loves body worship, both giving and receiving. he kisses all over your body and mutters little praises about how pretty you are and he kinda loves that same treatment. when you praise his broad shoulders and toned body it makes him smile sm, he loves knowing that you're looking at his body and thinking about how good he looks. 

X - x-ray (let’s see what’s going on in those pants) 

sungho’s closer to average size, maybe a little bit above it. he’s kinda a good in between because he’s also a little girthier but overall it's pretty balanced.

Y - yearning (yow high is their sex drive?) 

it’s definitely not as high as some of the other boys. he’s not constantly thinking about sex and he’s not very needy which is why he loves taking care of you in other ways. if you happen to be needier than him then he loves to eat u out or finger you, he’s more than happy to take care of you in any way he can. this kind of foreplay usually gets him going though so he likes to make you cum before he fucks you.

Z - zzz (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

he doesn’t usually fall asleep after sex unless its already late at night. as i mentioned before, he’s meticulous and very caring so he likes to stay up to make sure you’re okay for like 30 minutes to an hour after sex, just a habit he picked up. he usually likes for you to fall asleep first so he can caress your face and hold you close.

a/n - hope u enjoyed and i hope u agree with what i said,, even if u didn't im always right so 🥰 (this is s joke) anyways request which member u guys want next !!

anton didn’t consider his crush on you to be too drastic, he wasn’t proud of being attracted to his friends girlfriend but he didn’t fight it either. you were always so pretty when you came over, somehow even prettier when your hair was a wreck, your face was bare and you were only in sungchan’s shirt the morning after you stayed over. he tried not to stare too much at you, not wanting to overstep his boundary or alert either of you, but his eyes always drifted to you somehow.

that’s how he knew he was screwed now, anton was painfully aware of how he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from looking over at sungchan’s bed, he needed it. he needed to see you, how angelic you must look with your eyes shut and your lips parted in ecstasy.

he shifted as quietly as he could, laying on his back before letting his head fall to the side, eyes barely open as they looked over to where you lay on sungchan’s bed. the dress you’d worn out had been bunched up at your hips, sungchan had his head buried in your neck as he rolled his hips against yours. anton winced when he heard the mattress begin to creak quietly.

he knew how hard you were trying to be quiet, your eyes were tightly shut as you tipped your head back and bit down on your lip. you still let out some sounds though, anton could hear your quiet whimpers and whines as sungchan fucked you, mumbling something about how good you feel wrapped around him. anton would’ve done anything to feel that sensation around his cock. which by now, was rock hard in his briefs.

he pressed his hand over the top of them, pushing down against the bulge of his cock. anton almost groaned at the feeling of his cock getting relief but he stopped himself, the last thing he wanted was for you to look at him as if he was some sort of pervert getting off to watching you two have sex. anton was sure he wasn’t a pervert, he just wanted to have you but he couldn’t so he settled for the next best thing. watching his best friend fuck you in the early hours of the morning.

anton’s eyes opened a little more when sungchan lifted his head from your neck, he was engrossed in the scene of sungchan biting down on your bottom lip causing you to moan a little louder, he didn’t even noticed the brief eye contact he made with the other boy because of it.

on the other side of the room, you whimpered as sungchan squeezed your hands in his and thrusted into you a little deeper, groaning as you tightened around him. you squeezed his hands in return when his thrusts faltered a little, slowing down as he dragged his cock through your walls before leaning his face closer to yours.

“anton’s awake” your breath hitched as he spoke, eyes widening as you glanced over at the bed that displayed the boy with barely open eyes staring in your direction. he hadn’t noticed you’d caught him. one thing that caught your attention was the way his blanket shifted lightly, you were almost sure he was getting off on watching the two of you fuck.

“he’s watching” you breathed out, whimpering as sungchan grabbed your jaw to bring your eyes back to his, hips speeding up again before he kissed you, breaking the kiss just to turn your head to the side and hold it there as he fucked you.

“give him a show baby, let him see what he’ll never have” anton was alarmed at how loud sungchan’s voice was, his eyes widened as he made eye contact with you. you were facing him, eyes on his as you loaned louder whilst sungchan fucked you. he was getting a kick out of anton watching the two of you, it spurred him on to fuck you better just because the younger was present. he knew anton was attracted to you, anyone with eyes could see the way the tips of his ears blushed whenever you were around. sungchan knew this was the perfect way to give him some sort of satisfaction without actually touching you.

so sungchan fucked you harder, letting you cry out into the room as anton watched. you watched him back, noticing how his bedsheets shifted more, how his hand touched his cock under the sheets and how he made himself cum whilst watching you. he was worn out whilst sungchan was still fucking you. anton began to think of it as torture, his aching cock still hard and heavy in his hand as sungchan rammed into you.

the tension int he room broke when you came around sungchan’s cock, whining out about how good he feels whilst your thighs shook and your breathing faltered. sungchan made sure to pull out and let his cum splatter over your dress and thighs, one last reminder to anton that he’ll never have you.

once he was done with you sungchan made his stance on the situation as clear as he could.

“we don’t talk about this, ever.”

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you continued thinking, “i mean yeah i like sohee, but i don't know if i like him like that.. a- and how long has he liked me?” you were sort of struggling to wrap your head around the whole thing, the idea of sohee liking you as more than a friend never crossing your mind. 

“the same amount of time i've liked you, we both wanted you originally.. i just ended up being the one to make it official.” you frowned a little at this, suddenly feeling bad for sohee. you don't know if it was pity or if you really wanted this but something in you wanted to say yes to the whole idea. 

you weren't vanilla by any means when it came to sex but bringing one of anton's close friends into your bed was a little daunting, the idea of being the reason to ruin their friendship scared you. anton contrasted from you, he had a very calm demeanor about the whole thing, this both intrigued and intimidated you. 

“okay, we can do it..” you looked up at anton from where you sat, watching his eyes light up. he placed a large hand on the back of your head, just his gaze made you feel small. with his other hand he hooked a finger under your chin to tilt your head upward, leaning down to place a kiss on your lips. his kisses alone could take your breath away.

when you first got with anton he was nothing like this. he was shy, awkward, and honestly just overall submissive to you but the more you got to know him and the more confident he got, his personality began to really come out. he's still like that sometimes but the way he kisses you, the way he carries himself at times, even the way he fucks you is so different.

you whimper under your breath, pulling away slowly moments later, your teeth tugging at your lip gently, “so when do you want to do this?” you gazed up at the boy, your arms wrapping around him as you wait for his response. 

“i'll bring him over.. we can kind of feel things out you know? maybe watch some movies and have some snacks beforehand?” you nod at this, a wave of nerves washing over you, “what if something goes wrong? like what if you and sohee aren't friends after this?” 

anton chuckles at you, his cocky demeanor making you press your legs together. “we're still friends after i got the girl he wanted, what makes you think he wouldn't want to be friends after this? i’m practically doing him a favor.”

you nod at this, it's somewhat true, but you didn't want to let it bother you, anton was relaxed about it and this was his friend after all so you were okay with it.

you'd never paid much attention to the way sohee interacted with you until now. the way his hands would pull away extra fast when you'd hand him things, the fear of accidentally touching you taking over him. you even noticed the way he stared at you when he thought you weren't looking, you'd caught him out of the corner of your eye a few times now. 

you brought a bowl of popcorn over to the coffee table that was in the middle of your living room. the tv was on, waiting for commands from the remote.

sohee sat alone on the couch to the side of the one you were on, the bottoms of his  feet facing the tv and he kept his eyes trained on the screen, or at least that's what he wanted you to think. you see him now though, zoned in at the way he stares at your leg that's poking out of the blanket or how he just stares at you while you reach for another handful of popcorn. 

you were sat in anton's lap, his back leaned against the arm of the couch while you laid on your side cuddling into his chest. you couldn't help the way your gaze wandered to sohee, curiosity flooding your mind. you'd never thought about him differently, he'd always just been anton's friend but you'd be lying if you said you still thought of him that way now. 

you wondered what he'd look like naked, how his lips would feel on yours, how it'd feel to have his and anton’s hands on you at the same time, the thought made you squirm slightly in your spot. 

“mind wandering?” you turned to anton with a smile, your head gently nodding. anton adjusted you in your spot, your back now flush to his chest. there was a small blanket lazily thrown across the two of you, the fabric covering your lap slightly. 

anton's hands were gentle on you, big but delicate. you weren't looking at the tv at all anymore, your mind focused on the feeling of anton's hands on your body. he drags his hands across your waist and hips, fingertips slightly sliding across the waistband of your shorts. 

he'd specially requested for you to wear this pair of shorts, it happened to be his favorite pair and apparently sohee's as well. the two of them seemed to have a lot more in common than you originally thought. anton also specially requested that you “forgot” to wear panties tonight. 

his hand easily dipped into your pants, two of his fingers falling to your wet hole. he firmly dragged two fingers up your cunt, wetting it fully in the process. you breathed out of your nose, your legs opening up more for him. 

his pointer and ring fingers push your lips apart, his middle finger lazily flicking your bud up and down. neither one of you faced the tv at this point, anton placed lazy kisses on your shoulder while you soaked up the pleasure. 

anton speaks in a barely audible murmur into your ear, your eyes slowly peeling open at the sound of his voice, “let's show you off, call for him baby.” 

you nod along with what he said, your mind already feeling foggy. he dips both fingers into your hole, his long slender fingers curving up into you, “s-sohee..” 

he visibly perks up at the sound of your voice, his body stiffening. he was trying so hard to mind his business, you and anton moving around was so hard to ignore. he suspected something was going on but the sound of the movie drowned out the slick noises of your pussy. 

anton moved the blanket off of your lap, his fingers thrusting in and out of you harder than before. “wanna come see the pussy you've been dreaming about?” anton's tone is dripping with lust and cockiness. he's smiling at sohee, his free hand moving to grab a handful of your breast. 

your hand grips onto the arm he's fucking into you with as you feel yourself getting closer, you squeeze your eyes shut, a string of moans escaping your lips. 

sohee's frozen where he's at, already embarrassingly hard all of this is too much, he can't believe what's unfolding in front of him. 

the sound of your moans as you cum on anton's hand catches sohee's attention, he admires your beautiful expression, the one he'd daydreamed about for so long. 

your breathing is ragged, your head leaning back on anton's shoulder as you catch your breath. he let's go of your breast and uses that hand to gently grip your throat, his lips peppering kisses on your cheek as he pulls his soaked fingers out of your shorts. 

he rubs the backs of his fingers against your lips, your mouth opening for him. he slides the pads of his fingers down your throat, leaning to your ear once again. “invite him over.. let him play with you.” 

you lift your head off his shoulder,, your shorts sticking to your slick. “wanna come over here? wanna sit by me?” you pat the spot in between your legs, almost like you're calling over a puppy. sohee hesitates, his eyes trained on you. 

you could tell sohee was a bit more like anton used to be, again, shy, timid, a little awkward, and definitely not as dominant as anton is now. 

sohee nods weakly, walking over to you, unable to look either of you in the eyes, especially not anton. he didn't expect for this to somehow be so humiliating for him. he sat in front of you, shivering when he felt your hand gently rub down his arm. this made you smile, “relax hee.. i don't bite.” 

sohee let out a shaky breath, his eyes finally meeting yours. you brought your hand up to his cheek, caressing it gently. anton stood up as you did this, his hands moving to your shoulders. when he moved you readjusted, one of your legs resting gently on sohee's lap. 

you could feel how hard he was under your leg, his breath hitching in his throat when you put the slightest bit of pressure on his cock. you noticed how small it was, especially in comparison to anton's but you thought that was so endearing, smiling at the idea. 

anton leaned down to your ear, his whispers tickling you slightly, “show him how you kiss me, how you make me feel good..” he places small nibbles and kisses from your ear down to your shoulder. you shut your eyes at this, a shiver falling down your spine. his firm hands grip onto your shoulders, lightly massaging them in his grasp. you sigh contently at the feeling of anton's hands on your body. 

you open your eyes again, they immediately meet sohee's pretty round orbs. “you alright if i kiss you?” you look down at his lips, suddenly noticing how pretty and soft they are. you smile and chuckle a little, noticing a few crumbs of popcorn on his lips. 

you cup his jaw in your hand, your thumb wiping away at the bits of popcorn. he wordlessly accepts your question, his head nuzzling into your grasp. you pull him in, the taste of salt spreading across your mouth when you swipe your tongue along sohee’s lip. you're quickly able to take control of the kiss, one of your hands moving to the back of his head. 

he pushes into the kiss, his body moving forward. sohee's desperate in the way that he kisses, the passion is definitely there. you can tell he's been waiting for this moment with the way he's carrying himself at this point. 

your hand snakes into the hair on the back of his head, your fingers taking hold of the strands there. you pull him away from you, a smile creeping into your face at the way he whines at the feeling of you tugging at his scalp as well as the loss of your lips. 

at this point you're more into this idea than you thought you'd be. you don't yet let go of sohee's hair, your gaze trailing up anton's body until you meet his eyes, his stare filled with satisfaction. 

“should i let him fuck me ton? don't you think he's waited so long, so patiently?” your gaze falls back on sohee, his eyes are unconsciously pleading for you. you let go of his hair, your hand caressing his face again. 

anton nods at you with a shrug, “i mean, he won't be able to fill you up like i do. his cock is so tiny, don't know if he'll even be able to make you cum.” you notice the smile that tugs at the corner of his lips, his smile widening at the sound of sohee’s sad whines. 

“be nice ton! i'm sure he can make me feel good anyways, it's not always about size, right hee?” the boy nods eagerly, another whine leaving him at the nickname you call him. “i- i can do it! can make you feel so good!” he's both shy and desperate in the way he speaks to you, you're getting impossibly wetter by the second. 

anton chuckles to himself again, his hands moving to readjust himself, he's so hard by this point but he's holding himself off. 

he gets behind you once again, his hands grabbing onto the bottom of your top. he pulls it over your head, leaving you with your bra on. he tosses your top onto the table, his eyes staring at sohee. 

sohee, although still fully dressed, feels naked under both of your gaze. he'd never seen anton have this look in his eyes before. he focuses back on you and the way you're laid out before him. 

“go on hee, take my shorts off.” your gaze is heavy on sohee, performance anxiety slowly trickling in. you cuddle back into anton, fingers intertwining with his as they rest on your chest, your legs open in front of sohee. 

with a shaky hand, sohee reaches for the waistband of your pants. he looks so cute right now, shyly moving your shorts down your body. you lift up to help him take them off your legs, the piece of clothing falling to the floor.

sohee bites his lip at the sight of your glistening pussy, swallowing hard as if his mouth was watering over it. “can i.. can i taste you first?” his voice is small and shy, but his fingertips run along your thigh, making you breath out a small moan. anton snorts at this, already knowing how it’ll play out. he leisurely runs his free hand up and down your body.

you nod eagerly at his question, your hole clenching around nothing. sohee notices this as he adjusts his position, laying on his stomach in front of you. luckily the couch is a little bit longer but one of sohee's legs still hangs off the couch, the other resting against the cushion but he doesn't mind. 

you think he looks a little silly but don't pay it much mind, finding him too pitiful to laugh. his thumb shyly runs up your slit, his big eyes looking into yours for a second. he smiles to himself, his excitement evident. 

although he asked to taste you, he actually wasn't too sure what to do, he tried to recall what he'd seen in porn videos but his mind was blank. anton noticed this and he smiled about it a little. 

“you don't even know what to do, huh?” anton knows sohee lacks experience, technically he’s not a virgin, he did have sex once before but it wasn’t much to talk about. sohee shakes his head, his facial expression making you pout at him. 

“do what feels right, me and ton will help you, okay?” you try to reassure him, giving him as much encouragement as you could. anton rolls his eyes slightly at the fact that he was volunteered but he agrees with you anyways. 

sohee musters up the courage to do something, his lips nibbling at the skin of your thigh gently. he places small kisses along your skin, his lips finally resting on your clit. you're full of anticipation, wondering what he'd do next.

a confused expression plays on your face, the movement sohee's doing with his mouth feels strange and unfamiliar. you try to decipher what doesn’t feel right, “think you’re using too much lip sohee, use your tongue.” 

he lifts his head again and nods, eager to learn from you. he sticks his tongue out, dragging it along your pussy, you suck in a breath at this, nodding to sohee. “there you go, such a good boy. anton struggled with this a bit too when we first got together.” your words encouraged sohee but were a bit of a blow to anton. sohee snickered quietly at this, noticing the way anton looked a little annoyed.

his nerves start to subside by this point, allowing him to think a little clearer. the tip of his tongue drew circles on your clit, earning a moan from you. your noises made him more confident, encouraging him to try new things. he sucks on your clit now, finding out what you like each time. 

“such a quick learner, sohee..” the soft praises that fell from your lips got him more riled up than before. you noticed his hips begin to rut into the couch as he ate you out. your hips rolled against his tongue, sohee’s whines vibrating against you. 

anton has his hands in your bra, his fingers playing with your nipples. “gonna cum y/n?” you moan in response to anton's question, your head nodding quickly. anton's fingers pinch at your sensitive buds, adding to the overall feeling. 

sohee humps the couch, his orgasm building up too quickly for him to keep up with. you moan out, your hips stuttering against his tongue. 

he slurps up your juices, his hips stilling too early as he cums in his pants. a frustrated sigh falls from sohee's lips as he accidentally ruins his own orgasm, still painfully hard. 

you sit up after this, eyes locking with sohee's, “want you to fuck me hee, wanna see what you got.” sohee's mind is cloudy, his body moving quicker than his mind can. he stands up off the couch, removing his shirt before running his hands through his hair. 

you move to help sohee out, your hands eagerly untying his pajama pants. when his pants fall down you're immediately met with the sight of his red, dripping, cock and it makes you smile up at him. 

“no underwear? must've been so eager..” you grab his length in your hand, the size easily fitting in your grasp. 

you look at it like you're investigating something, “did you cum in your pants baby?” sohee nods, suddenly feeling embarrassed again but you praise him instead, telling him how cute he is. 

you lay flat on your back now, inviting sohee between your legs again. anton is standing again, now removing his own clothes 

sohee hovers over you, one arm hooking under your leg. your hand caresses his cheek again, “fuck me pretty boy.” 

he presses into you, his hips quickly becoming flush with yours. he leans down on his elbow, his face close to yours as his hips begin to rut into yours. 

he wastes no time picking up a steady pace, his desperation taking over. his hips snap against you harshly, both of you moaning continuously.

you kiss sohee, eyes shutting tightly at the feeling of him. he's so caught up in the sensation, no thoughts in his mind right now. he feels his orgasm bud in his stomach, pulling away from the kiss. he nuzzled his face into your neck, his cum shooting into you.

“m’ sorry, so sorry!!” sohee's voice is apologetic and whiny as he speaks. you laugh quietly which catches sohee's attention, he slowly lifts his face to look at you. “it's okay, gorgeous, you're alright.” 

anton sighs, hand gently stroking his length in his grasp. he’s had enough of watching the two of you, this was his idea after all but the thought of you being left unsatisfied has him almost losing it. “let me show you how to really fuck her good.” 

he takes sohee’s place, positioning you with your ass in the air. its moments like this where you’re reminded how strong he is, the way he slightly lifts you by your hips. he spreads your pussy lips apart, the sight of sohee’s cum dripping out of you making his cock twitch.

“fuck..” anton’s big hands grip your ass cheeks firmly, just the feeling of his hands anywhere on your body makes you so needy. you reach for sohee, hands guiding him to the spot in front of you, where anton was sitting before. you grip onto sohee as you feel anton’s fingers dip into you again. sohee watches intently as anton pleases you.

the sound of your pussy rings in your ears, the slick squelching making excitement bubble in your stomach once again. anton rubs the tip of his cock against you, groaning at the feeling of you. he lines up with your opening, pressing his length into you. he slides in relatively easily because of how wet you are. you begin to feel full already, his full length not in you yet.

your hips push back on anton, moving side to side so he enters you fully. you moan at the feeling of him stretching you out. you lick your lips as you eye sohee’s smaller cock in front of you, red and leaking once again. your hand makes a fist on his length, pumping it once or twice in your grasp. sohee’s sensitive by this point, you can tell by the way his body shudders at the feeling of your hand on him.

anton's thrusts are rough and deep as he fucks into you, your body jolting forward with every hit. you muffle your moans on sohee's length, the tip of his cock tickling the back of your throat. 

sohee thrusts into your mouth as he chases his high, one hand in your hair, head thrown back in pleasure. 

your fingernails dig into the skin of sohee's hips as you feel anton repeatedly hit your sweet spot. anton smacks your ass persistently, the sting causing your eyes to roll back. 

you pull off of sohee's length, pumping him in your hand as you moan out. you come undone first, unable to catch your breath as anton continues thrusting into you. 

sohee cums next, his hand grasping onto your jaw so he can place your lips back on his tip, his cum shooting into your mouth. anton follows shortly after, his thrusts slowing down as you feel yourself being filled up once more. he slowly thrusts into you a few more times, his hands gripping you hard. 

when anton pulls out of you he admires your cunt, the sight of you dripping once again, this time with his cum makes him feel good. you hold sohee’s cum in your mouth, sitting up and turning to where they both can see you. anton loves to watch you swallow his seed so it only seems right for you to do it for the both of them. 

you open your mouth, showing the cum that pools on your tongue before you swallow it, sticking out your tongue to show them that you swallowed it. anton grins at you, kissing your cheek lovingly, “such a good girl.” 

sohee watches you, his feelings for you getting stronger, maybe he shouldn't have agreed to this after all, but he can’t go back now.

“yes?”

“it’s late, you should be heading off soon” 

“you’re not my boss” you laughed a little at his words, walking further into his office and sitting in the chair on the other side of his desk. he placed his pen down, looking at you with his hands clasped together “how may i help you?”

you looked at him carefully, eyes flicking over the features of his face. eunseok had always been a beautiful man, he was kind to his employees and you had the luxury of working alongside him everyday. he was your boss, you were simply the secretary that sat on desk outside of his office and took care of little errands he needed doing. he never over worked you, but he did over work himself.

that was eunseok’s downside, and possibly his ultimate downfall if you weren’t there to ground him. he spent a lot of time in his office, far too much time with his head buried in whatever work he had to do that week, too many out of office hours were spent with him still in there. you didn’t always stay behind with him, only on busier nights, yet you still worried about him.

but with his kind nature and rather unreal handsomeness, if he wasn’t your boss you probably would’ve fucked him by now. it took a lot of self restraint for you to not try and seduce him, especially with the late nights the two of you spent alone in the building. you thought maybe tonight would be the night to try your luck. eunseok was stressed and needed to relax and you would never turn down the opportunity to get fucked by an attractive man, you may even try and get something out of it yourself. you loved your job for the most part but the idea of a raise had your eyes sparkling, if you couldn’t talk him into giving you raise, you could probably fuck him into it.

“you should go home, you’ve been here since 8am” your eyes flicked to the clock on the wall behind him “it's now 10pm”

“and? shouldn’t you be the one going home?”

“and leave you here to rot at your desk? if you die i won’t have a job you know”  he rolled his eyes at you, amusement lacing through them.

“so all you care about is your job? here i thought i was getting special treatment”

“well you can have special treatment” you stood up, slowly walking around his desk and resting your ass against it when you were next to him. eunseok pushed his chair out a little to look at you “if you decide to at least take a break that is” 

“fine, what do you suppose i do to take a break?” you noticed the way his eyes momentarily dropped to the hem of your skirt that had ridden up your thighs, you stepped forward toward him. he leaned back in his chair, spreading his legs and bringing his hands forward to grab your waist. he let you place your knees either side of his thighs in order to straddle his lap, it seemed as if you didn’t have to say anything in order for him to know what you were hinting at. your hands sat on his shoulders as he looked up at you, he sighed as you dragged them down to rest against his chest. 

“how about i help you relax?” he titled his head to the side, watching you cautiously. god he was gorgeous. his dark eyes had a hint of curiosity in them and you were sure you could feel his cock growing under you, it reassured you that you’d probably be able to get what you wanted out of this. good dick and a raise.

“do what you want, doll” his voice sounded smoother to your ears, tone sending chills up your spine. he pressed the tips of his fingers into your waist “but what do you want out of this?”

“what makes you think i want anything?” you played with the open buttons of his shirt, he had already taken his tie off a few hours ago, leaving some of the buttons of his shirt undone so he could relax more. his blazer had been discarded and the sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows, at this point you felt as if he looked too slutty to not have a move made on him.

“a girl like you doesn’t just do things like this” you giggled a little at his words, leaning further into him and letting your pantie covered cunt press against the bulge in his trousers. his fingers fell from your hips to your thighs, inching up the skin as he pushed your skirt up “so what do you want?”

“you really wanna know?” you pushed your hands back up his chest and around his shoulders, letting them clasp behind his neck, fingers toying with the short strands of hair that sat there. you leaned your head in, breath fanning over the flesh of his neck, leaving goosebumps behind. you collected salvia on your tongue before sticking it out and pressing it against his neck, licking up the skin till you reached just below his ear, a wet, slick line of spit being left in your trail. eunseok shivered. “sir, you see, i’d like a raise” your voice was low in his ear, sultry. it was as if you knew exactly how to talk to him in order to get what you wanted.

you wanted a raise. he wanted to fuck you. it seemed like a fair deal for both parties involved.

“deal” eunseok’s voice was more of a groan when he spoke, the feeling of you sucking on his neck made him dizzy. he left you to do your own thing for a short while, wanting to see what you were planning to do. what he did discover from that was just how much of a tease you were, grinding yourself against him, littering vile little marks on his neck, full well knowing you absolutely shouldn’t be. eunseok couldn’t find it in himself to stop you though, too relaxed in the pleasure of you kissing at his skin.

he needed to do something soon though, finding himself far too worked up to let you continue your teasing. so he took matters into his own hands, rolling the wheels of his chair closer to his desk, startling you. he took the opportunity to push you off of his lap and sit you on his desk, pushing your thighs apart and bringing his face down between them, nipping at the sensitive skin.

“we’re doing this to help you relax, sir,” your fingers ran through his hair, messing it up slightly, other hand gripping onto the edge of his desk as he looked up at you from where his head rested against your thigh, teeth gently sinking into the flesh.

“eating pussy is one of my favourite things to do, doll” you couldn’t suppress the whine that left you at his words “so if you want to help me relax, you’ll keep your legs open whilst i eat your pretty little pussy” he brought a hand to your panties, pressing his thumb against the wet spot that had formed on the thin material “looks like you like the sound of that”

he pushed his hand between the flesh of your cunt and your underwear, wrapping his hand around the fabric and letting the backs of his fingers graze over your clit before pulling them harshly. you couldn’t have thanked yourself more that you had decided to wear one of your flimsiest pairs this morning, they tore so easily under his grip. you shivered when you felt his fingers push into your slit, he parted them causing the lips of your pussy to open. you watched him cautiously, taking note in how his eyes sparkled at the sight of your soaked cunt.

“gonna make a mess on my desk” he presses his middle finger against your swollen clit, brushing over it in a few slow circles before dragging it down your slit. it felt like he was teasing you as he pressed it against your hole, barely pushing it in before his eyes flicked up to meet yours. the corners of his lips had turned up slightly, he was enjoying the raw neediness you felt for him.

his eyes focused back on your sopping cunt as he pushed his finger inside of you, 

letting out a groan when he felt just how tightly you were clamping around his finger. he eased the rest of his slender finger inside of you, basking in just how soaked you were around it. he thrusted it into a few times, dragging it slowly along your walls before he pressed his index finger in along side of it.

“need to fuck you open” he curled his fingers once they were completely inside of you, pushing the tips of them against your walls, consciously checking around to find the swollen spot inside of you “need you to relax, you’ll never be able to take my cock like this, doll, you’re too small and tight” you whined as you watched him spread you open with his fingers, the motion of them increasing in speed once he felt your core relax around them. he spread them apart inside of you, stretching you open as he watched the way they came out soaked, covered in your slick. 

eunseok pulled his fingers out of you properly, separating them in front of his face so he could see the way your slick joined them together, he laughed before looking up at you and pushing them into his mouth. he sucked every bit of you off of his fingers, groaning at how you tasted. he felt his cock twitch in his pants at his first taste of you, he needed more.

“you taste so fucking good, can’t believe something so sweet has been so close to me this entire time” he spoke after withdrawing his fingers from his mouth, he already felt as if he was obsessed with the way you tasted “god, fuck, i need more” his hands found your thighs, skirt being pushed up your hips as he dragged you to the edge of the desk, rolling his chair as far as he could against the desk so he could be close to you. his hands slipped down your legs to place them over his shoulders before returning to your upper thighs.

the position felt filthy, he had you completely open, lips in front of your cunt. he wanted to devour every inch of you and he finally got to when he pulled you as close to his face as he possibly could, an open mouthed kiss being placed on your swollen clit. he took you pulling on his hair as a sign to continue, closing his lips around the nub and rolling it between them, tongue coming forward to flick against it. you gasped at the sudden feeling, he wasn’t exactly teasing you, just pushing your buttons to see what made you tick. he quickly realised anything set you off if it was from him. he released your clit, a wet sound coming from him when he done it. he made quick work of flicking his tongue over your clit, not holding back with the speed he went at. 

eunseok, you had noticed, wasn’t shy when it came to being vocal. he didn’t hold back the whine that built in his throat from how you were pulling his hair, the pain mixed with how your cunt was bleeding onto his tongue turned him on endlessly. he could feel the way his cock was straining against his trousers, eunseok wanted to fuck you so bad, but he couldn’t surpess the need he felt to feel you cum on his tongue.

his hands had shifted under your skirt, hooking under your legs to grip your ass and pull you even closer to his face. you weren’t sure he had any breathing room with how he was pressed against you, but that’s how eunseok liked it, he just wanted all of his senses to be filled with you. he wanted to be completely taken over by you. 

and he was once he flattened his tongue against your cunt, nose pressing against the flesh above it, his head shook from side to side causing his tongue to move against you. slick covering your thighs at this point, his mouth soaked with you. he wrapped his lips around your clit once more, flicking his tongue over it before sucking on it. that motion inflicted quite possibly the loudest moan you had ever let out.

“sir, eunseok, fuck i can’t” you were overwhelmed, head tipping back and eyes shutting. your fingers found themselves scratching at the wood of his desk whilst his others pulled at his hair. you shouldn’t have been surprised that he knew what he was doing, eunseok was very clearly skilled at oral, you probably should’ve realised that when he told you it was one of his favourite things to do. either way though, you could get used to falling apart because of his tongue “gonna cum”

“do it, doll” he released your clit “let me taste you” he flattened his tongue against your hole, nose pressing against your clit as he soaked up all of your slick before dragging his tongue up your slit, lips closing around your clit for the final time. eunseok sucked on your clit as if it was the last thing he’d ever do, his desire to make you cum clouded his thoughts of anything else. he was sure his cock could have torn his trousers with how hard he felt himself throb at the sound of you falling over the edge, the way you were moaning and how you were pulling on his hair whilst spilling onto his tongue had him groaning against your pussy. 

he pulled away from your cunt to lean back in his chair, breathing heavily as your slick dripped down his lips

“god, you’re the sweetest thing i’ve ever tasted” you watched him as you tried to steady out your breathing, his tongue poked out to lick you off of his lips, he groaned during it “could eat you out all day” he leaned his head back against is chair, closing his eyes as he let out a deep breath. you let your own eyes fall down his body in the meantime, they lingered on his waist. his button up shirt was still perfectly tucked into his trousers, the waist band of them seemed to fit his body perfectly. the ratio of his proportions were slightly insane, his broad shoulders in comparison to his tight, small, slutty waist made your head dizzy. at this point it felt as if it was impossible for you to not become obsessed with your boss in some way.

you finally let your eyes drop to the bulge that had formed in his pants, it was big. it made you nervous in a way but the nerves only excited you more, if his cock was straining against his trousers this much, your mouth watered at how thick it much be. you couldn’t think straight in that moment due to the intensity of your previous orgasm, but you could imagine how deliciously his cock would stretch you out. god you needed him desperately.

it was as if eunseok could sense your neediness, his eyes opened and he followed yours to where they lay staring at his lap. “need something?”

“do you?” he gave you a knowing look before standing up, fingers digging into the sides of your thighs before he pulled you to the very edge of the desk. one of his hands leaving your thigh to cup your jaw, the dark obs in his eyes looked over your face before he leaned into kiss you. the kiss was anything but sweet, his tongue pushed into your mouth almost immediately, all you could taste was yourself in his saliva. it felt filthy but arousing, it seemed as if eunseok was enjoying it too “ you taste yourself?” he pulled his lips off of yours, noses barely rubbing against on another's.

“mhm” you were in a daze.

“told you that you were sweet” it took you a little by surprise when he leaned in to kiss you again, but it didn’t last long. before you knew it he was breaking the kiss and pulling you off of his desk, barely letting you stand up before he was turning you around and pressing your front flat against it. he ran a hand up your thigh, pushing your skirt all the up past your ass in order to see you properly. you felt him bring his hand down to the swell of your ass, squeezing it in his hand before letting go of you.

whilst you couldn’t see what was going on, you could hear it. the way the zipper of his trousers was pulled down and how his belt was unbuckled and dropped to the floor/ what caught you the most was the way he groaned when, you assume, he finally let his cock breathe. he rested it on the curve of your ass, admiring how his precum seeped out of his tip onto your skin.

“do you see why i had to stretch you out, doll?” he wrapped his hand around his cock, pumping it a few times before pressing it against you, tip being held against your clit “too thick for you, know your tight little cunt wouldn’t be able to take it alone” you whimpered at his words, thighs quivering at the feeling of his cock being dragged up your slit. your fingers dug into his desk as you felt the tip of his cock press into your hole, you were sure you’d leave little scratch marks in the wood but you had a feeling that eunseok wouldn’t mind, all it would be is a reminder of how he fucked you senseles over his desk. 

you whimpered when he eased his cock inside of you, feeling his hand press against your back as your eyes squeezed shut whilst you tried to adjust to the stretch. somehow, you felt it was unfair that eunseok’s cock was so big, no man should be blessed with the looks he had and a fat cock to go with it, but here you were being stretched out by it, so who were you to complain? you couldn’t anyway, mind already being cleared of any thoughts you had as you focused on how he felt inside of you. 

he let you, and himself, breathe. stilling his cock inside of you, letting out a deep, throaty groan when he felt you clench around him. eunseok couldn’t find it in himself to look away from where the two of you were connected, it felt as if your pussy was made to take his cock. you wrapped around him perfectly, swallowed every inch of him, eunseok was sure he could stare at the sight of you stuffed full of his cock forever.

with a hand place on your lower back and his other holding your waist, eunseok finally moved. the first thrust was almost experimental, he wanted to see how you reacted to his cock slowly moving between your walls. he liked your reaction. your cunt clamped down around his cock immediately, a choked whine falling from your lips. eunseok could definitely get used to fucking you like this.

he kept a steady rhythm at first, not wanting to overwhelm you right away, especially with the sensitivity you had due to your last orgasm. that didn’t stop you from whimpering every time you felt his cock fill you up, each thrust forward left you yearning for more. you wanted to see how he let loose, wanted to feel him when he turned rough, it was something you knew eunseok would enjoy hearing from you.

“sir” you voice was shaky as you spoke, you could only hope he heard you.

“hm? what is it doll?” he slowed his thrusts down, barely moving so he could hear you speak properly. eunseok may have wanted to fuck you senseless, but he was still a gentleman at heart.

“you don’t have to hold back sir” you purposely pressed your ass back against his cock, taking him deeper “be rough with me, i can take it”

“you don’t know what you’re asking for” you lifted your head and looked behind your shoulder at him.

“then show me” the only thing eunseok could do was breathe heavily, it only took a few short seconds for him to be grabbing your forearms and pinning them behind your back, large hands holding them down. his first sharp thrust forward had you resting your head back on the desk, whining when he pulled out and thrusted back inside of you. his demeanour had changed, even the way he touched you felt different. his nails dug into the skin of your arms as he fucked into you. hips hitting against your ass with each deep stroke. his pace had changed too, it was quicker, there was more power behind his thrusts. you felt as if you barely had time to process how he felt inside of you before he was pulling out and pushing back in.

you could hear him. deep, heavy breaths, groans that slipped past his lips every few thrusts and the odd low pitched moan of fuck, the sound of it made your head spin. it only increased the intensity of the pleasure you were feeling, his voice was just pure sex.

“god, i could get used to fucking your sweet little cunt” his words were slurred, they sent sparks right to your core. the tip of his cock abused your sweet spot, your knees growing weaker by the second and that only got worse when he took one of his hands off of your arm. you weren’t sure of what strength eunseok had, but you felt yourself grow wetter when you realised he had both of your arms pinned against your back with only one of his hands. 

he let out a deep breath when his fingers reached around you to touch your clit, almost overwhelmed by how slippery it felt. describing you as soaked felt like an understatement at that point, he was sure he’d never felt someone so wet before. eunseok thought it was the hottest thing, even more so when he felt how swollen your clit was under his fingers. you were a wreck at the hands of him and he loved it, so much so that he needed to make you cum again.

his fingers on your clit matched the pace of his thrusts, you were pretty certain that if the desk wasn’t supporting your weight, you would’ve collapsed onto the floor by now. your  body felt weak as he used you, fucked you like you were his own personal cock sleeve, jerking his cock off with your drenched, clenching walls whilst he played with your clit. there was no way you’d be able to tell him you were going to cum, you could barely hide your moans with your mouth shut, so if you parted your lips to speak you knew all that would come out would be broken moans and breathless whines.

he knew though, eunseok could tell from the way you were clamping around his cock and whimpering against his desk that you were close, he saw the way your hands balled into fists and how your legs shook, he was adamant on making you cum around his cock.

“let it go, doll” his fingers never stopped, cock throbbing inside of you as he felt you edge closer “cum around my cock, let me feel it” he didn’t want to cum before you, he needed you to cum so he could hold you against him and spill himself inside of you, needed to let your cum mix with his inside of your cunt. 

you followed his words, your nails digging into the palm of your hand as you let yourself go around him. he didn’t stop what he was doing nor did he relax. he kept up his pace, fucking into you until your brain felt mushy and your legs felt useless, fingers not releasing your clit until he was sure your orgasm was over. you were whimpering nonstop, drool falling from your lips as your orgasm ended, it was just in time for his to begin.

“gonna stuff you full of my cum, need you to feel full of me”

“please” your voice was weak, almost too quiet for him to hear you, but he did. he made sure to continue fucking you until he felt himself fall over the edge, pressing himself as deep as he could into you whilst he released, letting thick ropes of his cum fill up your cunt and leave you covered in it. you felt all of him, the way his cock twitched inside of you and how his cum warmed up your insides. it only took a few moments for his hand to leave your clit and wrap around your waist, other hand following suit as he sat back in his chair, pulling you down to sit on his lap. his cock was still wedged inside of you as you sat on him, he puled your legs to drape off of his, holding your side against him and letting you rest your head in his neck. the action was comforting, especially the way his hand slowly moved up and down your back.

“so how does a fifthteen percent raise sound, doll?” he broke the silence. you lifted your head out of his neck, breathing slowly evening out. you narrowed your eyes at him and smiled, pressing your hands against his chest.

“will you make it twenty-five percent if i suck your cock, sir?” eunseok laughed at your offer, sticking his tongue against the inside of his cheek. he brought his hand to your jaw and cupped it harshly, you jolted at the rough action.

“maybe if you do it good enough, i’ll consider it.” you took the challenge happily, letting him pull your mouth against his, pushing his tongue into it. you couldn’t call it a kiss, it was more like a wet clash of tongues, yet somehow it was still hot. once he broke the kiss you shakily lifted yourself off of his cock and climbed off of his lap, letting yourself sink to your knees between his legs. you felt his cum leak out of your cunt and slide down your leg once you had settled there.

you wrapped your hand around his cock, it was wet, being covered in a mixture of your slick and both of your cum. your hand moved easily along it, squeezing the base before bringing it up to the head and swiping your thumb over it, you enjoyed the way he shivered at the feeling. this was the first time you saw his cock, it looked just as thick as it felt inside of you, part of you didn’t even know how he fit inside of you due to the size of him, but what you did know was that you enjoyed it thoroughly.

“your cock is so big, sir” eunseok hummed, leaning back in his chair and looking down at you “felt so good inside of me” you didn’t look up at him, too focused on his cock that was in your hand. you squeezed it again, mouth watering as the way precum seeped from the tip. you wanted him in your mouth so bad, wanted to feel him in your throat. 

“you like my cock that much, baby?” the baby caught you off guard momentarily, it was the first time he’d called you something that wasn’t doll. for some reason it made you want his cock in your mouth even more.

“more than you know” you leaned forward, hand resting around the base of his cock as you licked up the side of it. once you reached the top you wrapped your lips around his head, tongue sliding over it, coating your tastebuds with his precum. eunseok groaned at the feeling, already falling in love with the way your tongue felt on his cock.

you took your lips off of him, collecting as much saliva in your mouth as you could before spitting on the tip of his cock, pumping your hand over it a few times before taking him in your mouth properly, instantly taking as much of him as you could. you swallowed around his cock before bobbing your head, being sure to let the tip go as far into your mouth as you could without gagging before lifting your head and going back down. with his size, it was difficult for you to take all of him down your throat so you put your hand to use, being sure to jerk off the part of him you couldn’t fit in your mouth in time with how you were bobbing your head on him.

you felt his hand reach into your hair, fingers curling around the strands as you sucked him off. he tried not to grip your hair too hard, but he also remembered how you had asked to be rougher with you. it led to him pulling on your hair, shifting your lips a little further down his cock because of it and it wasn’t long before his hips were bucking forward themselves. you took it upon yourself to pull your lips off of him, looking up at his with teary eyes from the depth his cock went to in your throat.

“use my mouth” eunseok blinked for a second, unsure on what he had heard you say, but once he was sure of what you said he stood up. his hand wrapped properly in your hair, fingers almost digging into your scalp. he wrapped his other hand around the base of his cock. bringing it back toward you, keeping eye contact with you as he dragged the wet tip along your parted lips, not pushing it in right away. instead he let it slide along your skin toward your cheek before lifting it off of you and striking it against your skin, he laughed at the way you moaned at the contact.

“slut” you whimpered before he pushed his cock between your lips, slowly letting it glide along your tongue and to the back of your throat before pulling out and repeating the action. his grip was harsher on your hair as he sped up his hips, watching you struggle to take all of his cock in your mouth, loving the way your eyes filled with tears again, a few even slipping from your eyes as he fucked your mouth. eunseok loved the sight below him just as much as he loved the feeling of your lips on his cock.

he wasn’t going to last long, just the sight of you drove him to the brink of insanity, needing to cum and make a bigger mess of you. as his actions continued, the room was filled with the filthiest sounds of you taking his cock. the echoing of his office left nothing to the imagination as he used your mouth. spit leaked from your lips as he grew closer to the edge, slipping down your chin and onto your shirt. eunseok needed to cum.

“wanna cum on your face” all you could do was nod as he pulled his cock out of your mouth, both of your hands wrapping around his cock as you jerked him off, your spit making it easier for your hands to move. his free hand gripped the edge of his desk as he came, eyes never leaving your face as he coated it in his cum, some going into your mouth as you parted your lips just to get a taste of him. his eyes didn’t even leave you after he came. he brought his hand down to your face, hand cupping your cum covered cheek before speaking.

“your raise will be a part of your next pay check, baby”.

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“mhm” your eyes travelled from the ceiling to your boyfriend, shamelessly flicking straight to his abs. there were still a few droplets of water slowly sliding down them, you let your mouth water at the sight of him “what is it even used for? it’s not very practical” sungchan laughed at your question.

“are you checking me out?” you could only hum in response as you watched him pick up a different towel and bring it to his hair, drying as much of it as he could. his biceps flexed as he done it, toned arms being on full show for you to enjoy “what do you think they use it for, love?” you simply hummed again, too distracted on watching him to answer. he looked up at you and smiled “perv”.

“it’s not my fault” he threw the towel he used for his hair onto the chair in the room and walked over to the bed, sitting next to where you were perched up against the headboard. he brought his hand to your face, brushing your hair out of it before cupping your jaw. he took note of the way your thighs clenched together the closer he got to you.

“then whos fault is it?” his hand fell from your jaw to your bare thigh, mentally thanking you for putting on one of his shirts. it both drowned you and exposed you all at the same time, the shirt being baggy over your skin but the sleeve falling down your right arm exposing your shoulder to him. his shirts always rode up your thighs, especially when you were sat down. it gave him easy access to the parts of you he loved teasing the most.

“yours? why would it be mine? i’m not the one in the gym everyday just because my best friend beat me in an arm wrestle once” sungchan narrowed his eyes at you.

“well he hasn’t beat me since has he? none of them have”

“i know, it’s hot” you placed your hand on his shoulder and let it slide down his arm, stopping on his muscle to dig your fingers into it lightly “you know i love how strong you are, channie” 

“of course i do baby” he leaned forward to press an open mouthed kiss against the exposed skin of your shoulder, hand moving up and squeezing your thigh “my sweet girl” his kisses slowly trailed from your shoulder to your neck, fingers inching toward your panties. “so little and fragile” he pressed the pads of them against your clothed clit, slowly rubbing his fingers up and down the material as he sucked on the skin just below your ear “could break you if i wanted to”.

you whimpered at what he was doing, sungchan always knew how to push your buttons and work you up. he studied your body intense, learning all the ways to make you tick and always used them against you immediately after. he claimed working you up was just a way to make things feel even better for you, but you knew he just enjoyed teasing you. he could be so evil sometimes. 

“why don’t i show you why people have mirrors above their bed, hm? promise ill fuck you real good” he put more pressure against your clit, he was practically moaning his words into your ear. it done nothing to dull the throb he was creating between your legs. 

“please” you whimpered, he pulled away from your neck to look at you. pushing your panties aside with his fingers to feel your soaked cunt directly, he practically hissed when he felt how wet you were. he circled your clit whilst he leaned in to kiss you, lips moulding perfectly against yours. tongue slotting into your mouth when your lips parted to let out a moan. the kiss carried on for a short while before he was pulling away. 

“you’re so wet, did you get that worked up from watching me?” your fingers fell from his biceps to his wrist, wrapping around it as his fingers sped up. your hips bucked slightly against his hand, small whines leaving your lips. 

“you’re just so pretty, channie, can’t help it” your words are broken and slurred, you were a wreck already but to him you were the cutest thing. he found it even cuter when you whined as he pulled his fingers off of you. instead they climbed up your body, under the shirt you were wearing in order to pull it over your head, every part of him adored the fact you lacked clothing underneath. bare tits on display for him. 

“lay down for me, baby” you followed his instructions, laying down properly on the bed, letting your head fall against the pillow before looking at him. he stood up and let his towel fall to the floor, his cock was already hard, it struggled to hold itself up with how heavy it was. precum leaking down the sides, coating his bulging veins. just the sight of sungchan’s cock made you whine, countless memories of how he’d use it to drive you to the bring of insanity with sharp, deep thrusts clouded your mind. you could never get enough of him. 

you expected him to kneel up between your legs and slide his cock into you, but he didn’t. instead he moved to lay down between your legs, hands grabbing the top of your inner thighs inorder to spread your legs further apart. he littered small, open mouthed kisses along the skin of your inner thigh before looking up at you to meet your eyes. his fingers hooked over the waist band of your panties, he pulled them down your legs and let them fall to the floor, almost moaning when he felt how soaked they were. he was quick to return back to his former position

“mmm” he hummed for a moment, digging his fingers a little deeper into your thighs “don’t watch me, just lay back and look into the mirror” you met your own eyes in the mirror above you, your reflection looking back at you. the position let you see sungchan too, or well the back of him. still, your boyfriends back was one of the hottest things about him, especially after you had raked your nails down it as he fucked you. there was excitement lacing through your veins at the idea of being able to see the way his back flexed through the mirror as he fucked you. 

the feeling of his tongue against your cunt brought you out of the daze you were entering, sungchan never held back when he ate you out and you knew he wasn’t going to tonight. his tongue flicked against your swollen clit teasingly, he almost whined as the taste of you filled his mouth. you were always so sweet, always melted delciously on his tongue, it was one of the reasons he always called you his sweet girl. he meant it literally.

sungchan dragged his tongue down your slit, pushing it inside you just to collect more of your slick on your tongue before licking back up to your clit and swirling it around it. he loved making you as wet as possible, nothing was hotter to him than making a complete mess of you. and he always did, especially when he wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked on it until you felt light headed. he placed a hand against your lower stomach to keep you in place whilst he done it.

it was then that your hands went to his hair, he was quick to grab one of them with his free hand and lace your fingers together, squeezing your hand as he continued sucking on your clit, tongue flicking over it. the sight in the reflection seemed filthy. it felt weird watching yourself be ravaged by your boyfriend, but it was hot. something about it felt so intimate and sensual. just the image of you sweating a little, one hand in his and the other in his hair and your body squirming as much as it could under his grip was surreal. you were starting to understand why people enjoyed using mirrors so much.

you felt his hand leave your stomach, moments later he had two fingers pressing into you, your cunt welcoming them eagerly. with how already drenched you were, his fingers slid inside of you easily. he thrust them into you slowly to begin with, that was until he was finger fucking you with his lips wrapped around your clit. fingers curling inside of you, being long enough to press perfectly against the spongy spot that laid deep within your walls. you were a mess, the intensity of the please had your head spinning, you could barely keep your eyes open to focus on the reflection above you.

you were falling apart, your sanity drifting away as you grew closer to spilling onto his tongue. he knew it too. he could tell by the way your moans grew louder, how you pulled a little harder on his hair and how you squeezed his hand impossibly hard to the point it almost hurt him. he loved it though, adored the fact he was pushing you into such a state of ecstasy that you could barely control your actions.

once you were cumming around his fingers you were lost, your eyes shut themselves as you were pushed over the edge. his tongue flicking non stop against your clit, fingers curling resulting in an embarrassingly loud squelching sound to echo throughout the hotel room. your moans almost overpowered the sound of it, especially when you were at the peak of your high. everything felt so intense, it left you shaking when you were coming down from it.

he pressed an open mouthed kiss onto your clit as he slipped his fingers out of you, he knelt back on his knees and looked down at you fondly. your gaze was set on the mirror above you, eyes flicking over your own body in the reflection. you looked so fucked out, sungchan thought you looked pretty like this and he hoped you thought it too.

“so sweet” his fingers ran over your skin, hand still in yours “my sweet girl, gonna fuck you so good, just like i promised” he settled himself properly between your thighs, he held the base of his cock with his hand and pressed it against your cunt. he lifted it before slapping it against your clit, laughing at the way you whined and jolted at the sudden action.

sungchan leaned over you, keeping your hand in his and pinning it against the pillow next to your head. he leaned down to kiss you softly, lips only pressing against yours for a brief few seconds before he was pulling them off of yours and shifting his cock to line up with your hole. he looked down at you whilst he pressed the tip inside of you, his lips parted as he felt you squeeze around him.

“need to relax, baby” he breathed out, already feeling overwhelmed by how wet and warm you were “can’t fit me inside if you’re too tense” you nodded at him, trying your hardest to keep your eyes on his as he stretched you out, easing himself deeper with a gentle whine. you could’ve came just from the sounds he was making, nothing was prettier than the way sungchan moaned when his cock was pressed deep inside of you.

sungchan grabbed your other hand and pinned it on the pillow the other side of your head, keeping you in place with your hands in his. his head found its way into the crook of your neck, hips pressed against yours as he tried to relax himself. you’d swallowed his cock whole, took every inch of him with ease. sungchan remembered the time you struggled to take even half of his cock, now you were here taking all of him eagerly. he was proud but so overwhelmed, nothing compared to the feeling of your soaked little cunt wrapped around his cock.

it only took a few sharp thrusts for your eyes to find the mirror, the reflection showed something that you could only describe as completely sinful. sungchan’s back flexed with each thrust, your legs were wrapped around his waist pushing him deeper into you. it turned you on endlessly, sungchan was sure he felt you gushing around him, clenching with every other thrust. it turned him into a mess. his moans fell into your neck, groaning a little deeper each time you tightened your cunt around him.

“you’re so fucking wet” sungchan found the strength to lift his head out of your neck, pace of his thrusts increasing slightly as he looked at you, finding your eyes glued to the ceiling. they were dark, he was sure he had never seen you so turned on before, so soaked and dazed “you like watching yourself get fucked, baby?” you moaned, eyes barely flicking away from the mirror to meet his eyes, he pressed a soft kiss against your jaw, noticing the way your eyes had filled with tears.

“feel good?” you nodded, whimpering the moment your lips parted when you tried to talk. sungchan’s hips bucked a little harder against yours, a tear fell from your eye at the contact. you felt swollen, poor pussy being fucked raw by him, the feeling was surreal, the pleasure more intense than ever “fuck, you look so pretty when you cry” he leaned down to press a soft kiss against the tear that fell from your eye before slowing his thrusts down, lifting himself up and pulling out of you. you could only whimper at the sudden emptiness you felt.

“what’s wrong?” his heart melted at the way you asked him, your eyes wide and cautious as you watched him. he smiled at you.

“want you to ride me” god, if there was one thing you knew sungchan adored, it was having you ride him. he loved taking control even when you were on top of him, somehow he always found a way to grab you and fuck his cock up into you. it sent you to heaven every time without fail.

he sat down, having part of his back resting against the headboard. he was slouched, he beckoned you to sit on his lap. once you did he grabbed you, it was as if he manhandled you so your back was against his chest. “gonna watch you get fucked together, okay? need to see my pretty girl fall apart” you gulped back a whine at his words, he held his arms around your waist as you reached down to hold his cock, trying your hardest in your shaky state to line him up with you. 

a whimper left you as you sank down on his cock, hands holding onto his toned forearms as you took all of him. the familiar warmth instantly filling you again. your nails dug into his skin when you felt him thrust up lightly into you, your body moulded against his. you met his eyes through the mirror, his eyes looked clouded over, as if he was in a state of delirium. sungchan simply thought that what he was looking at was the most beautiful sight he’d ever seen, he needed to wreck you.

he placed his feet flat on the bed, one of his arms leaving your waist so he could wrap his hand around your neck, his other hand fell to your clit as he thrusted up into you. his grip on your neck was tight as he fucked you, cock fucking into you quite fast with strength behind his thrusts. you were dizzy and that only grew as he groaned into your ear.

“you’re so fucking perfect” his eyes never left your body as he fucked up into you, fingers rubbing constant circles on your clit. if he wasn’t as strong as he was, you were sure you would’ve slipped off of his body with how much you were trying to squirm. the overwhelming pleasure made it hard to keep still “you look so little against me, fuck, you drive me insane” he practically groaned his words out.

he was right, it only made you clench around his more as you watched the way his body almost devoured yours. he was ruining you, inside and out, in the best ways possible. everything mixed together left you on the verge of cumming around his cock, yet it was impossible for you to tell him. moans slipped from your lips, you could see the way his cock disappeared inside of you through the mirror and somehow the visual of it only made it harder for you to keep your moans to yourself. sungchan had a good sense of your body though, being able to tell when you were on the edge.

“cum, baby, need you to see how pretty you look when you cum” sungchan’s voice was strained, he was holding himself off from pressing his cock inside of you and filling you with his cum. but he couldn’t, not yet, he needed to watch you cum first. and he did. he watched you squeeze around his cock, felt you dig your nails into his arm as he fucked you through your orgasm, his cum spilling into you only moments after.

his arms wrapped around your waist as you tried to calm down, your thighs shaking from the intensity of your orgasm. your eyes met his in the mirror again, there was a soft smile on his face. both of you were fucked out, on the edge of delirious, but that didn’t stop you from asking him an important question.

“so, when are we getting one?”

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“because, i’m leaving that to you” she giggled before opening the door to the room in which the class was taking place. the inside looked exactly as you’d expected it too, mats on the ground, middle aged women in sports bras and leggings that seemed a little too tight for them. maybe they enjoyed seeing themselves in the reflection of the mirrors that surrounded half of the room, or maybe they just enjoyed the attention of the yoga instructor your friend had told you about.

“shotaro!” you followed her eyes to the man who stood at the front of the room. okay, maybe he was cute.

“jisoo, a pleasure as always” his eyes trailed to you “you must be the friend she was telling me about, it’s nice to meet you, i hope you enjoy today’s class, it’s always nice to see fresh faces” despite mentioning you face, his eyes didn’t stay there. the usual disgust you’d be filled with at the sight of someone shamelessly checking you out didn’t appear, instead you felt appreciation. maybe even arousal at the feeling of his eyes so shamelessly lingering on your tits. “have you ever done yoga before?” his eyes met your briefly, you shook your head.

“no! but i’m sure i’ll enjoy every second of it” he smile at you softly, there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes as he bidded you both goodbye so he could walk toward the front of the room to begin the class. if he already had his eyes on you before the class had even began, you were interested to see just how much attention you could get from him by the end of it.

jisoo pulled you toward the front of the class, bringing you down to sit with your legs crossed and your hands resting on your knees, some pose she called the easy seat. you were close to where shotaro stood on his own mat, it somehow felt inevitable for you to make eye contact with the man, too focused on him to even look at your own reflection in the mirror behind him.

“we’ll start with something simple, don’t want any of you pretty ladies to pull anything and get hurt do i?” you heard some of the older women giggle between themselves toward the back of the room, you were right with their intentions to get his attention. as much as you wanted to make fun of them for it you couldn’t, you would’ve done the same. 

“this one is called the tree” he stood on his left leg, bringing his right one up and bending it so he could press the flat of his foot against his left thigh, he then closed his hands together in a prayer like stance. it seemed simple, as simple as yoga could be you assumed. 

he took the class through a few different poses, slowly bringing you lower to the ground, a standing fold that had you bending your body down as far as you could and the downward dog, that one you were familiar with. it seemed easy, a little straining but it hurt in a good way. you knew your muscles were going to ache in a few hours but you didn’t mind.

“okay!” his voice brought your attention back to him “this is going to be a little straining, but we’re going to go into a plank, i’d like for you to hold it for anywhere between thirty seconds to a minute, if you can” a plank, just the sound of it made you want to die, but you couldn’t help but want to impress him. you’d regret everything about what you were about to do but you had to be the last one standing with it, you had to be the one to last the full minute.

okay, maybe you were over estimating yourself with your ability to do that because you knew you weren’t going to last the full minute. once you were in the position and he told you all to 

begin it didn’t take longer than, you’d estimate, ten seconds of your muscles to start aching, twenty seconds before your legs were shaking and twenty-five seconds before your arms were shaking. thirty seconds was definitely more than enough time for you to be in the position for.

“you’re doing well considering you’ve never done yoga before” you heard his soft voice come from beside you, he had crouched down to be near your face, you felt his hand ruffle your hair before he laughed and stood up, moving toward the next person. that’s all it took for you to collapse onto your mat, wincing at the slight ache than ran through your legs.

“okay okay good work, didn’t realise i had so many pretty, talented ladies with me today” oh the charm, he knew what he was doing. he knew his main demographic of class attendees were middle aged house wives who are attention deprived due to their husbands always being at work or in some bar with their friends, he knew how to get them giggling and coming back for more. you were almost ashamed to admit it was working on you too.

“the last few things i want you to go into will help your body stretch and relax, this one is called the puppy dog pose and it’ll require you to kneel down and part your legs, stretch your body forward, arms reaching out as far as they can go with your back arched and your thighs up right causing the bottom half of your torso to stick up into the air” whilst you did understand his explanation, you think, you were glad that he decided to give a tutorial of the pose himself.

this was the position that finally gave you the hands on teaching that jisoo had mentioned, it was only a few seconds of you being in the position when you felt shotaro near you. behind you. he placed his hand on your upper back and knelt behind you, putting pressure on the skin between your shoulder blades.

“you’re very flexible” his voice was quiet, it seemed as if he only wanted you to hear him “i have another pose i think you’d look good in” he pressed himself forward, shivers ran through you as you felt his cock press against you, slotting the length against the valley of your ass cheeks, it seemed to fit perfectly “what do you say about staying behind after class so i can show you, hm?”

you barely let out a whimper, the pressure he was putting on your body had your knees weak, cunt leaking, slick seeping through your panties into your leggings “sounds perfect”. he laughed at your reply, slowly standing up before walking around the room. you couldn’t help but watch him through the mirror, he wasn’t as hands on with anyone else as he was with you, the ladies in the back seemed to be filled with dismay due to it. jisoo on the other hand, simply met your eyes through the mirror and laughed, mouthing something that seemed be along the lines of ‘have fun.’ oh, you were sure you were going to.

the last ten minutes of the class seemed to drag on a little too long for your liking, you felt relief run through you when he said it was finished. you weren’t sure how many more yoga poses you could have done whilst dripping the way that you were, you could still feel the outline of his cock pressed against your ass. if you weren’t about to be fucked silly in the middle of the room, then you were about to leave extremely disappointed.

you lingered around as you watched the women flock to him, telling him how much his classes had helped them and shamelessly asking him if he would mind providing some more private lessons. he laughed at their obvious attempts of seducing him, eyes locking with yours when he told them “private? sorry ladies i don’t do private lessons, but i know theres some instructors who do” he had a smirk on his lips, the right corner of them tugged up as he brought his eyes back to the women in front of him, laughing a little at their over-exaggerated, disappointed sighs. you felt a hand rest on your shoulder, you turned to see a very amused jisoo. 

“you didn’t think i just brought you here to do yoga right? go get laid girl, you deserve it” she giggled as she left the room, soon after the rest of the women followed and before you knew it, you were alone with shotaro.

“come here” he beckoned you over to his yoga mat that stayed on the floor “why don't you lay down for me pretty girl” you done as he asked, he knelt between your legs, fingers running up your outer thighs before he brought your legs up to rest on his shoulders, parting them so one sat on each shoulder.

“this one is called the legs up” his fingers ran back down the sides of your legs before digging into your inner thighs, you felt his nails press into your skin through the material, his cock loose in his sweats, pressing against your clothed core. “this kind of position really helps your inner core stretch” he parted your legs a little more, shifting himself so he was pressed completely against you. god you wanted him so bad.

“i can feel it” you breathed out, eyes struggling to stay open as you felt him grind his bulge against you.

“oh yeah?”

“mhm” it came out as a moan, you didn’t mean for it to, but shotaro seemed to really enjoy the sound that left you.

“i think i have a way you can feel even more”

“why don’t you show me that way?” he smirked, fingers crawling up your thighs until they reached the top of your leggings. he hooked his fingers around the hem of them, grabbing your panties in the process, and pulled them down your legs until they were being discarded onto the floor next to you, you arched your back in order to help him, not realising you had given him the perfect view of your bare, sopping cunt. he groaned.

his fingers dropped to run through your cunt, tips of them circling your clit in a slow motion before dragging down your slit to push one into you. with how wet you were, you were sure you didn’t need much prep to take him, especially with the way your needy hole sucked his finger into you. he was quick to pull it out.

“you’re dripping onto my mat, baby”

“whatever, i’ll get you a new one” you seemed eager, he loved it.

he pushed his own sweats down, cock throbbing at the sudden cold air that hit it. he was red, swollen. he definitely didn’t have the biggest cock out of the men you’ve been with, but something was telling you that it didn’t matter. he knew how to use it regardless.

“your little cunt looks like it’s begging for me to fuck it” he was refering to the way he swore he saw your empty hole clench in anticipation, the clenching only increasing when you felt the tip of his cock press against your clit. you could only whimper when you felt him drag it down your slit and the head of his cock press against your hole, a moan slipping from your lips as the head of his cock pushed into you.

his thumb fell to your clit as his other arm wrapped around your thighs, he pushed the rest of his cock into you in one quick thrust, your body shuddered as you took him. it didn’t take long for his hips to be rolling against yours, his thumb rubbing loose circles against your clit to stimulate you more. 

shotaro knew how to fuck, there was no denying it. his hips rolled perfectly against yours, cock dragging against your walls, you were able to feel every inch of him, each vein that bulged out of his cock with each thrust. he knew what he was doing and you were more than content laying back and taking whatever he gave you.

“feel so good ‘taro” your words came out breathless, whines slipping from you in between them. you clenched around his cock as you spoke to him, wanting him to know just how good he really was making you feel.

“oh yeah?” there was a cockiness to his voice, it only turned you on more “need to fuck you from behind, need to see your pretty ass as i fuck your sweet little pussy” you whined as he pulled out of you, but were happy to let him grab you by your hips and press you onto your stomach, fingers digging into your sides are he pulled your ass into the air and reached down to press your upper back down against the mat. it felt very similar to the pose he had you in around twenty minutes prior.

“god, you’re so perfectly like this” you weren’t sure if he was talking to you or himself at that point, none of that cared as he eased his cock back into your awaiting cunt. you sighed in relief when you felt him fill you up again, he seemed to fuck you even better from this angle. his cock moved inside of you perfectly. fucking into your cunt with a feeling that could only describe as pure need and desire.

you could tell just how into it he was when you briefly looked into the mirror, his eyes were fixated on the way your cunt swallowed his cock, lips parted and cheeks flushed as he fucked you. you wondered how often he found himself in this position, if he got to others the way he got to you, it must’ve been often.

you were pulled out of your thoughts when you felt his hand leave your back and sneak under your body to press his fingers against your clit, pads of them rubbing against the nub, keeping a rhythm that matched his thrusts.

“fuck, you’re gonna make me cum” his words set a fire in your stomach, wanting to cum with him, needing to feel his cum shoot inside of you and have him fill you up “come on baby, make a mess on my cock, cum with me” his words were close to pushing you over the edge, your fingers gripping his mat, creasing it under you as your thighs began to shake.

“gonna cum” it was barely a whine, you sounded so sweet and desperate, felt so warm and wet, he knew the second you fell over the edge he’d be following. he wouldn’t be able to hold back feeling you tighten any more around him.

“i got you, baby, come on” that was all it took, you spilled over his cock, squeezing it tightly with you cunt as you came around him. his orgasm hit barely a second later, his fingers not stopping on your clit as he pressed himself as deep as he could inside of you, holding himself there as he let his cum fill you up. “good girl, taking every drop of me”. 

you were whining until his fingers stopped, thighs quivering as he pulled out of you, both of his hands went to the lips of your pussy. he pulled them apart, watching the way his cum leaked out of your hole and down onto the mat below you. 

“fuck” he cursed as he watched the sight in front of him before laughing “you really owe me a new mat”.

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➾ shotaro as 𐙚 your new yoga instructor in ⤦

➙ yoga class summary - your friend drags you to a yoga class where you get a one on one lesson with the instructor. warnings - yoga instructor!shotaro x female reader, dom!shotaro, bad use of yoga terminology, mirror sex, unprotected sex, cream pie.

wc - 2.7k released - coming soon.

➾ eunseok as 𐙚 your boss in ⤦

➙ how to get a raise summary - as his secretary, you’re meant to be there for all of your bosses needs. so who would you be if you didn’t help him whilst he’s stressed? especially if you were getting something out of it yourself. warnings - boss!eunseok x female secretary!reader, dom!eunseok ... wc - tba. released - coming soon.

➾ sungchan as 𐙚 your mechanic in ⤦

➙ nuts and bolts summary - your car has been acting up all week so you finally decide to take it to the garage after work, lucky for you there’s only one person there and you’re his last customer of the day. warnings - mechanic!sungchan x female reader, dom sungchan ... wc - tba. released - coming soon.

➾ wonbin as 𐙚 your interviewer in ⤦

➙ the couch summary - as a newbie to the porn industry you go through the same hazing process as everyone else. the casting couch. you were just as nervous as you were excited when you found out famed porn star park wonbin would be conducting your interview. warnings - experienced porn star!wonbin x amateur female porn star!reader, dom wonbin ... wc - tba. released - coming soon.

➾ seunghan as 𐙚 your poolboy in ⤦

➙ wet summary - your pools been getting dirty due to your usual pool cleaner being on holiday, your neighbours notice this and decide to offer you the help of their son, who would you be to decline such a charming young man a nice, wet job? warnings - pool boy!seunghan x milf!reader, power play isn’t really used ... wc - tba. released - coming soon.

➾ sohee as 𐙚 your pizza delivery boy in ⤦

➙ a better way summary - due to a lack of food in your apartment, you decide to order pizza. the only issue is, when it arrives you realise you can’t find your purse. you don’t want him to leave with the pizza and you definitely don’t want him to call the cops, so you sort out your own way of paying him. warnings - pizza delivery boy!sohee x female reader, power play isn’t really used ... wc - tba. released - coming soon.

➾ anton as 𐙚 your nerdy tutor in ⤦

➙ new things summary - as the hot, popular girl on campus, you never cared too much about your grades until the college decided to give you a warning, if your grades didn’t improve you’d be kicked out, so you get sent to the nerdy loser to be tutored. whilst you’re with him, you decide he needs some tutoring of his own.

shotaro

eunseok

sungchan

wonbin

seunghan

sohee

anton

The feeling of the hot spray of water against Heeseung’s skin as he steps over the height of the bathtub is otherworldly. And it’s obvious that his body greatly appreciates the luxury as he feels himself relaxing muscles he hadn't even realised he was tensing. 

Standing directly under the stream, the world around him ceases to exist and the only thing present is the water on his skin.  

He’s found (after having it pointed out by you) that his enjoyment for his job often masks how much of a toll it’s taking on him. He seeks refuge in the practice room, dancing to every song in his playlist, two times over just to get his frustrations out. Feet stomping, shoes squeaking against the hardwood floor, both filling out the music’s texture. 

Finds sanctuary in the four walls of the recording booth, experimenting with random lyrics over instrumentals for songs he likes. The constant scratching of a pencil on a yellow legal pad, reworking, rearranging until they’re perfect, something of a comfort to him. 

Home for Heeseung is wherever you are. And it’s in moments like these that he remembers, no matter how hard work gets, being away from you is still the hardest thing in the world. Days melting into each other, clocks never ticking - life without you doesn’t feel like life at all. 

His shampoo is cold in his hands as he brings them to his head, massaging his scalp and running through his newly black hair as if his life depends on it. And in a way it feels as though it does as his eyes screw shut, alone in the shower with his thoughts. 

After longer than necessary, he rinses the shampoo, then eventually conditioner from his hair, all stress about work going down the drain with it, but the ache for you remains. 

Despite its lightness, the scent of your body wash is overwhelming as he cleans himself with it, flooding his senses and consuming him whole, lather dripping from his body to the shower floor. He’s not sure he’s ever felt longing like this before. 

Suddenly hyper aware of every single inch of his body, skin burning with desire, yearning, under his fingertips, he lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. Your scent, sweet, cosy, tugs at his heart - he misses you. Needs you. 

Warm vanilla tickles the air around him, hot, heavy, hanging in the steam that curls up towards the ceiling, even after it’s slipped off of his body and down the drain. Behind closed eyes, he sees the curve of your body so clearly he moans out loud and his body is left with no choice but to react in the only way it knows how - cock twitching against his stomach, desperate, aching. 

He whimpers at the feeling of his thumb swiping over his tip, swirling circles in the way you do with your tongue. The thought of your mouth, small, wet, knocking the wind out of him as he whines out into the steam. 

A shiver runs through his spine at the sudden pleasure, head falling back as he strokes himself, free hand resting on the shower wall in front of him. He squeezes his length a little, the heat from the water and pressure from his hand forcing his mind back to you, the way you clench around him. 

This only turns him on more and he’s rocking his hips into his fist, the image of you on all fours for him spurs him on. Your name and the word please, quickly becoming the only things he remembers how to say.

His head hangs low, water hitting the back of his neck as he watches himself, watches the slow strokes as he moves back and forth, and he can’t help the groan that comes out, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth. 

Though it’s not long before he loses patience, the slow pace no longer enough to satiate his hunger for you. His hand moving so fast there’s an ache in his right arm. With his left hand still pressed to the wall, he lets his forehead rest against his arm, a wave of your scent brushing his nose and driving him crazy. 

Heeseung’s jaw falls slack, stomach contracting as he fucks his hand, brows furrowing tighter and tighter together the closer he gets. And he knew he wouldn’t last long from the start bu-His orgasm rushes over him so hard, so fast, it makes him almost light headed. Cum flowing from the flushed head of his pretty cock, streaking white on the ceramic tile and dribbling on his fist. 

Shutting his eyes, he catches his breath under the shower’s hot spray. Cheeks flushing red(der) with embarrassment at how quickly he managed to finish, knowing it’ll be even quicker when you get to see each other again - and his dick tickles his tummy once more at the thought of seeing you again. 

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Soft, pathetic whimpers fill your ears in the quiet room as you watch the boy in front of you panting feverishly with each twist of your wrist, eyes squeezed shut from embarrassment and tears threatening to spill past his eyelids.

His fists are balled tightly at his sides while his knees tremble and his hips jerk up from the floor when you run a thumb along his oozing slit.

He moans your name lewdly and quickly bites his bottom lip in an attempt to stop himself from sounding any more desperate, not to say that it would matter anyway cause the sweat covering his face and the subtle ruts of his hips told you just how needy he was. He can’t help but let out an airy breath when you trace the underside of his cock with your index finger and drag it all the way to his tip, adding slight pressure that causes a mousy squeak to fall from his red bitten lips.

“Y/n,” another moan of your name rips from his throat as his head falls back to rest on the wall behind him as constant waves of pleasure wash over him each time your palm encases his hot pulsating length.

“Spit,” you instruct him after taking your hand off his solid dick to hold it up to his mouth.

Immediately, he gathers a ball of saliva in his mouth and spits in your hand. “That’s a good boy” he looks your way, shyly meeting your gaze with his big round eyes cock jumping in excitement from your praise which makes you chuckle. He turns his head to the side, too embarrassed to look at you anymore.

“Aww, don’t hide now, baby. You weren’t embarrassed to touch yourself in class just a minute ago,” you tease.

He squeezed his thighs together, knees slightly brushing as he shuddered from your condescending tone. “I wasn’t,” he chokes out.

“Liar,” you gave him a harsh smack to his thighs, the sound bouncing off the walls followed by his whimpers that sounded out loud in the small space.

Unfortunately, he was lying, but he couldn’t help it when you looked so beautiful next to him, eyes trained on something other than him, hair in a bun slicked back to perfection, and the cute little bounce of your leg as you focused on the lesson but what really got him was the slight pout on your lips and the way your skirt rose up just an inch higher revealing a little more than usual.

He thought he was being sly, putting a hand inside his pocket to lightly stroke his aching length, and maybe he could have gotten away with that if it wasn’t for the tiny moans he allowed to escape his moist lips.

As you tried your best to focus, the sounds of what you could only identify as moans from the needy tone in them knocked you out of your engrossed state.

Once you turned in the direction of said moans, you were met with a drowsy-eyed heeseung staring at you. Lip stuck between his teeth as he was now rutting up into his palm unknowingly.

It took him maybe three seconds to pull himself out of his trance. He quickly shifted in his seat, tearing his eyes away from yours and panicking when he eyes the wet patch on his crotch.

His ears burned bright red with guilt, shame, and embarrassment. He would have left early, but he didn’t want not even one tarnish on his perfect student image, even if he felt like he couldn’t breathe after you just caught him touching himself right next to you.

You weren’t oblivious to the fact that the one and only Lee Heeseung had the hots for you. He made it obvious even if he didn’t notice, you definitely did. You couldn’t miss his constant stares or his stammering when he would present something and meet eyes with you halfway through his presentation.

As innocent as his eyes were, something not so innocent was behind them, and this was another thing you didn’t miss. How could you when he’d practically be drooling whenever you took notice of him not so discreetly staring at your tits?

Though all of the above was typical of him, you had no idea that he was shameless enough to literally masturbate right beside you in class while everyone was around and even had the audacity to moan, too.

Was it flattering that he couldn’t control himself around you to the point he had to rub one out at school?

Maybe.

He was an interesting character, to say the least his shy demeanor was definitely not one you were expecting. With his looks and brains, you’d think he’d be confident, but yet you always saw him in the hallways rubbing shoulders with the wrong crowd, pushing up the bridge of his classes, and kindly excusing himself from any outside interaction.

Yet even being shy, he was able to pull off the unthinkable by committing a very sinful act just mere inches away from you, and maybe interesting wasn’t enough to describe him as he sat on the floor with his palms over his face while you continued to berate him.

“If you were embarrassed, then why did you do it?” You returned your hand to his base, gliding up and down easier from the slickness that his spit provided.

“A-ah,” he tried to speak, but your firm grip on his shaft made it nearly impossible. His head was spinning with pleasure, and his skin was searing hot from your rough touch.

“That’s not an answer.” you let your other hand wander to the warmth of his balls, tugging on his huge sack.

“I don’t know,” whines fell past his now pouty lips as he felt himself getting closer and closer to tears.

“I think you do.” You stopped everything you were doing to him. “Cause you’re nothing but a naughty little slut”

That was it. His tears finally began to fall as his shoulders rose up and down with each sniffle and heavy breath. There was no way he could ever look you in the eyes again after this.

“And now you’re gonna cry? How pathetic,” you scoffed.

“Please stop.” his muffled cries just barely escaped past his trembling hands. His dick was soft by now, and as much as he didn’t want to look at you, he had to remove his hands from his face to pull his pants up and leave with what little pride and dignity he had left.

But of course, you had different ideas cause bad boys don’t deserve to be let off so easily. “No, no, no,” you gripped his wrists harshly and pushed them back to his sides.

His face was covered in tears and snot while he watched you with big, glossed-over eyes.

He hated himself for the moan he let out when you wrapped your hand around his soft length once again, and he wanted to just disappear when he got hard only after a few strokes. “Y/n,” he cried out from your brutal pace on his sensitive dick. “Please don’t stop, please.”

“See? You’re just a slut. Even after I talk down to you, you’re still begging me for more.”

There was no point in denying it any longer, but he still tried to hold out for his image sake, although he didn’t even know what his image would be after this, so he quickly gave in to you like he always did.

“Yes, yes, I’m nothing but a slut for you,” he admitted holding strong eye contact with you and raising his hips to fuck his cock into your hand. “I’m y/n’s dirty little slut”

You weren’t expecting him to even say that, but his desperation for you ignited something inside you that you’ve never felt before. You had to take a second to ground yourself, a silent curse passing your lips as you focused your attention back on him. “What if I don’t want you?” you tease while spiting on his tip to get him wet again. The squelching sound of your hand swirling around his dick was enough for a glob of wetness to dampen your underwear.

If you were being honest, you can’t say that you didn’t catch yourself checking him out sometimes and thinking about him romantically. He was beautiful anyone with eyes could see that, and it was hard for you to resist him with his equally beautiful cock pulsating in your palm. He already had you under his spell without even knowing it.

But right now, the swooning could wait cause he needed to be punished for being such a naughty boy. He could have easily just approached you in the first place like a normal person would, but instead, he acted like some desperate pervert, and you were going to show him the consequences.

His eyes flickered in panic from your words. “Anything, please, I’ll do anything, please, please, please.” he felt himself on the verge of tears once again, but not for the same reason as the previous time.

“Anything?” He nods frantically, a few moans coming from him from the warmth of your hand expertly pumping him closer and closer to his long-awaited release.

“Yes, anything, just plea- oh god!” He quickly cups a hand over his mouth after the particularly loud scream he just let out when your lips came in contact with his pinkish cock head.

You bite back a chuckle and suck more of his cock into your wet warm mouth.

“Oh fuck, fuc-“ he visibly gulps Adam’s apple rising and falling with each harsh swallow as he feels his throat drying up.

You release his cock marveling at the sight of it shining under the dim light, nice and slick from your saliva. “I just need you to scream my name as loud as you can. Can you do that for me, baby? Let everyone know that you’re my slut” he melts at the way you call him yours, and there’s no way he could ever say no to you, even if his life depended on it. You’d always come first.

You didn’t even let him respond before taking his dick all the way down your throat until his tip was lodged as deep as possible you nearly gagged each time his thick tip hit the back of your throat, but that didn’t stop you from bobbing your head faster and faster to bring the needy boy to his end.

Like the good boy he is, he screamed your name loud, and his moans were just as loud. You’re sure if anyone heard him, they would probably think he’s being tortured. Well, technically, he was just a different type of torture.

Taking his balls in one hand, you slid your other hand up his shirt, grazing his hardened nipples stimulating his erogenous zones.

You could feel his balls tighten in your grasp and his dick twitching against your lips, which was soon followed by a guttural moan and his hot white seeds trickling down your sore throat.

“Y/n” One last whimper of your name rolled off his tongue as his jaw went slack, cock throbbing with each rope of cum that spilled from his tip. He reached for you taking hold of your cheek in his palm while you sucked him through his orgasm until his balls were completely drained.

You kept him inside your mouth till he went limp. He stroked your cheek with his thumb feeling his heart hammering against his rib cage from the way you looked up at him with your beautiful eyes shining and slightly teary as you held his dick inside your mouth.

Finally, you pulled away with a quiet pop. His face scrunched in slight discomfort from the sensation, but it soon fleeted away after you placed a gentle peck on his sweaty temple. He smiled at you lazily as you tidied yourself up.

But soon, anxiety bubbled in his chest as he watched you tucking his cock back into his pants, and it only worsened when you pulled up his zipper. Everything felt like it was moving in slow motion, and he couldn’t take it.

The air was being sucked out of his lungs, or at least that’s what it felt like when you shut the door and left him all alone without another word.

He sat on the floor, tears already forming in his eyes as he thought about you just using him and not wanting him like you said you did earlier. He picked at his nails and stared at nothing in particular.

You went outside to check if it was clear. After a few minutes of waiting, you expected to see heeseung, but he was a no-show, so you peeked inside to see him still on the ground. “Are you coming or what?”

His head jerked up to the door as soon as he heard your voice. “w-what?”

“Come on before someone sees,” you whisper urgently.

“Coming!” He quickly wipes his tears and yanks up his bag, exiting the closet with you.

“Come on, my silly boy.” You ruffled his hair and unfortunately missed the beaming smile that graced his features, but it wasn’t so bad cause you’d be seeing that same smile every single day from now on.

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“sungchan” his name left you through a whimper, words shooting sparks straight through your cunt as he played with you.

“shh baby” he cooed “if you can’t take my fingers, how will you ever be able to take my cock?”

as his fingers curled against your sopping walls, you momentarily reminisced about how you ended up in the position you were in. you weren’t exactly heartbroken over your relationship ending, more relieved to get away from your ex. sungchan on the other hand, was over the moon about it. as your best friend and someone who wasn’t completely oblivious to the world around him, sungchan could feel the pure sexual frustration that radiated off of you whenever the two of you were together, frustration that he would’ve given anything to relieve you of.

you were his best friend, realistically he knew he shouldn’t have offered himself up to you in the way that he did but he couldn’t help himself. what kind of friend would he be if he let you sit struggling to make yourself cum when your fuck yourself with your fingers every night, especially when his own fingers could reach so much deeper than yours. not to mention the size of his cock. he knew you would struggle to take him, knowing your ex was probably less than half the size of sungchan. but sungchan was sure in time you’d be taking all of his cock with ease, he could already tell you were a good girl who just wanted to make him proud.

sungchan was already straining in his boxers, your cunt hugged his fingers so tightly that just the thought of having you wrapped around his cock sent him spiralling.

“need you to cum on my fingers baby, do you think you can do that for me?” your eyes watched him as he knelt up beside you before they fluttered shut, your body caving into the pleasure he was bringing you before you nodded at his words. to whiny to be able to properly speak. he chuckled to himself before bringing his other hand to your face to cup your cheek.

“open them” he still held the same, usual soft tone in his voice that you were always used to hearing from him, but there was a underlying feeling of dominance behind it. you felt as if you’d do anything he asked of you in that voice. when you opened them you met his eyes, they felt soft and caring, such a contrast to the way his fingers his fingers were fucking into you and how his thumb was brushing over your clit with each thrust. “words. use your words princess” his thumb slid from your cheek to your bottom lip, pressing against it before pushing into your mouth. he could physically feel the precum leaking from his cock as he watched you suck on his thumb before he pulled it away.

“can cum, fuck, need to cum ‘m so close” your words were just babble at that point, hips squirming as you chased your orgasm with his fingers. he smiled before moving his hand off of your face and using it to press against your abdomen, holding you still as the pace of his fingers increased to push you over the edge. when your orgasm hit, your whole body froze for a second before your thighs began to shake, hands squeezing the bed sheets beneath you as you came. he could tell you were overwhelmed, the way you were shaking made him think you’d never came so hard before, you hadn’t.

sungchan couldn’t hold back his laugh when you whined as he withdrew his fingers from you, humming at how cute you were. he found you irresistible, so sweet and whiny. so fuckable. it was insane to him that your ex wasn’t fucking you stupid every night, but in a way sungchan was glad he hadn’t been doing that. because now he could instead.

you took him by surprise when you shakily reached your hand out to grab his cock through his boxers, he let out a deep breath as he watched you carefully. you gasped when you felt the size of him in your hand, you knew he would be big but he felt bigger than you had expected. you let your fingers trail up his body, tracing the crevices of his abs before wrapping around the hem of his boxers and pulling them down slowly. you gulped at the sight of his cock

sungchan was mouth watering, every inch of him was mesmerizing. from his pretty face to his toned body and sweet voice. everything about him had your cunt clenching around nothing and your clit throbbing with need. the sheer size of his leaking cock had your thighs pressing together, in that moment you had never felt as desperate for a man as you had with him.

“you’re so fucking big” sungchan felt the way his cock throbbed at your statement, precum trickling down the side onto your hand. he was so turned on, so painfully hard in the grasp of your delicate hand. he wasn’t sure what he would do with himself if he didn’t get to fuck you open. lucky for him, you were around 5 seconds away from pleading for him to push inside of you.

sungchan wrapped his own hand around yours, squeezing it gently before removing it. his hands fell to your thighs, nails digging into the skin as he positioned himself between them. his gaze was intense, just the way he looked at you made you want to shrivel up and hide. it left you feeling as if he was hunting you down, yet there was still a hint of light heartedness behind them. there was a reason you let him take you like this after all.

you watched him carefully as he shuffled down the bed, one hand moving down to your pussy, lips hovering a little above your clit as his fingers spread apart your lips. his eyes stayed on yours as he leaned down to press a single open mouthed kiss to your clit before lifting his head a little and letting a glob of spit fall from them, trickling down and landing directly on the spot he just kissed. you whimpered at the sight in front of you, far too turned on for your own good.

he knelt up, one hand still sat on your thigh as his other wrapped around his cock. he pumped it a few times, the slick of his precum allowing him to move his hand down his shaft with ease before he laid it on your stomach, sighing to himself as how deep he was going to be inside of you. “might just feel me in your stomach, pretty girl” he took note of the way you whimpered again. you were just cute, so fucking cute.

his hand wrapped around the base of his cock, tip dragging along your skin before meeting your spit covered clit. his eyes stayed trained on the way his cock dragged along your skit, circling your entrance before he pressed the lip inside of you. he hissed immediately when he felt your walls hug him, his eyes flicked up to your face only to see your eyes shut. fuck, you’d never looked so sweet as you did in that moment, he just wanted to devour every inch of you until he becomes part of your being. sungchan couldn’t help but feel a slight obsession with you beginning to deep into his veins, with how snuggly you were wrapped around his cock, he was ready to experience this feeling forever.

his hands moved, fingers gripping either side of your waist as he eased himself a little deeper into you. your broken moan of his name broke him out of his trance.

“sung-fuck- sungchannie”

“hmm?” his own voice sounded strained “what is it baby?”

“it’s too much” sungchan’s cock throbbed inside of you at your words “you’re too big” he couldn’t help but let out a breathless laugh.

“my poor baby, can only take half of my cock” he pulled his hips back before pushing forward, dragging the veins of his cock along your walls. you felt so full, so overwhelmed. delirious. sungchan wasn’t mad that you couldn’t take all of him, the boy knew how easily he’d be cumming once inside of you anyway, it took a lot of self restraint for him to not just fill you up with his cum the moment he pushed inside of you. in his head he knows one day you’ll be able to take all of his cock, one day he’ll be able to train you into taking all of his length, you’ll be begging him to hold you down and split you open. he had the patience to wait for that day, because he knew it would come.

you felt too dizzy to properly respond to his words without babbling out utter nonsense, not with the way his cock was pressing against your walls. “please” you gulped, another whimper falling from you as your lips parted again, sungchan looked at you with his head tilted to the side. you mentally cursed him for looking pretty whilst having half of his cock shoved inside of you. “i won’t break” he found irony in your words, tone of voice so broken up and ruined yet you were telling him you wouldn’t break. cute.

he tested your words, fingers tightening their grip on waist before snapping his hips forward, cock inching a little deeper inside of it due to the intensity of his thrust. it was a rhythm that he kept with, harsh thrusts with a steady pace. you were sure you were going to walk out of this, or well, wobble out of this, with his finger prints stained into the skin of your waist.

each thrust had his cock pressing deeper inside of you, tip abusing the spongy spot that sat deep inside of you, it would only take a small amount of stimulation to send you over the edge and sungchan himself wasn’t sure if he could hold off of cumming for much longer.

“fuck i need to cum, need to fill you up with my cum. you’ll let me do that won’t you baby?” sungchan began to feel frantic. hands moving from your waist to grab your own as he listened to your moans fill the room.

“need to feel all of you” you whine threw him off guard “need all of you fuck sungchan please” all it took from sungchan was one final push into you before he was thrown over the edge. cock pressed as deep as he could possibly be as he released into you. hands squeezing yours tightly, groans falling from his lips. you were overwhelmed feeling him fully seated inside of you, milking his cock for everything he had and watching his fringe fall in front of his eyes softly. he stilled for a few minutes, one hand dropping from yours as his other one stayed in tact. thumb running soft circled over the back of it in a soothing manner.

“need to make you cum one more time” his free hand fell to your clit, thumb rubbing at the swollen bud as you clenched around his cock “need to feel you cum around my cock. need to watch you cum so bad pretty girl” you gave him what he wanted, barely 30 seconds passing before you were squeezing his overstimulated cock and cumming around it.

His fingers twitch as yours steadily unwind from around the bone, allowing him to return back to your body, this time he’s sensible of his prior laxity, uttering: “Sorry, ‘m sorry, you just look so- god, and Wonbin-hyung, he wa-” the gloss spread thin on your lips still reflects what little light manages to reach the depths of the backstage you two occupy, a subconscious swipe of his tongue at his own, the taste of artificial strawberry heavy with the the words he swallows back. “Wonbin was what?” You pur, swiping at his chin with your thumb where the remnants of your gloss was lost to.

His lips remain parted, plump and blushed from an effort his makeup artist hadn’t made, the words fail to meet his tongue again leaving his breaths shallow, quick in his chest. Before you, right now he resembles nothing of the swimmer, the cellist you used to know him to be, his fingers no longer deft in stripping you bare, his breath even seeming to evade him with thanks to how elegant you look tonight, more so eager he is to see you take his cock.

Still, it’s upsetting that his eye wasn’t the only one you caught.

“Hm?” You tempt sweetly, the tip of your index slips under the satin lip of his blazer close to the breast pocket, he can feel you even through the layers of fabric as you drag down until it catches at the matching button, sitting just at his navel.

“Wonbin-hyung,” he shutters, unable to watch as you work out the button from the slit. “thinks you’re pretty.”

You’re amused by this, he can see it even in his blurred periphery the way the edge of your lips hook up, he resents the thought of you possibly finding his older members spoken attraction to you captivating, knowing you could have any 6 of them if you wanted, any time, he can’t tell if it makes his stomach churn or if he’s grateful that he met you when he did, at least he would be granted dibs.

You work at tugging out the crisp black button down from its hold of the band of his slacks, the drags ticklish against his skin as you pull, “Does he? What else did he say, Anton?” You ask, keeping his brain busy as you work him loose of one out of three outfits.

His heads never felt so heavy on his shoulders, it’s been so long, he’s forgotten how faint you make him feel in your presence, his name being spoken in full makes his chest feel hollow compared to the gentle names you’d call him, but it’s also sending his cock to stand at full attention, he’d have to remember to be extra careful about pulling himself back together before going back out there, especially with how keen you are on seeing as much of him as possible even in a setting like this.

The sound of his zipper being pulled loose makes him wince, his hands quick to clutch onto anything nearby that’ll keep him from falling. “Wonder… shit, I mean- said he wants to know what you’re like in-” his breath catches, eyes drawn down to his cock that you take out, the cool metal of your rings against him sends a flurry of goosebumps across his skin. “in, in- fuck! Bed.”

He knows better than to grab at you again, especially with the feeling of your hands running up his dick, so his long fingers remain fisted at his sides, red, veins thickening, your breath just barely cascading over his tip as you’re bent at the waist, letting a glob of saliva drip. “Shhh.” You remind. “What a pervert Wonbin is, hm? It’s a shame he’s so comfortable talking, even thinking about a stranger in that way, I thought he was quite pretty, too.” You work at hiking the skirt of your dress up, delicate in bunching the costly fabric up above your knees as Anton drops his feverish forehead to rest against your shoulder, his face turned away from you. “You haven’t told me that I’m pretty tonight, not even when you’ve got me ready to be fucked back stage of a- important event.” He grumbles.

The thought of you sleeping with someone else is suddenly becoming all to lucid of a nightmare to digest, he isn’t paying attention to how quickly your panties are slid down your legs and caught back in your hand, too busy sulking, nor does he see the way you managed to secretly tuck it into his pocket. “You’re always pretty, Anton. Always the prettiest to me.” You poke at his jaw until he’s reluctantly turning his head to kiss you, it’s slow, wet, he takes his time sucking gently at your lip just to wave back into you, lips breaking as his tongue circles at yours.

Your fingers stray from the back of his hair as you pull him closer, thumb swiping delicately over his slit, his breaths shaky against your lips from the way your fingers slip around the circumference of his tip, his pre adding a slip that makes him shiver. “You gonna fuck me now, or d’you just want me to keep calling you pretty all night?”

Your leg wraps around to the back of his calf before he can nip out an answer, tugging him closer until he’s got you backed up snug against a wall, one you don’t have the time to question the stability of before his hands grabbing at your other thigh to pull you up from you feet.

“Both, maybe,” he sighs out, hinting for you to finally guide him inside of you with curt nod. “as long as I’m the only one.”

You’re reaching down between the two of you, choosing to ignore the obvious depth in his words, you adjust your hips carefully in his hold until his tip catches at a familiar position with a laugh full of air, “Whatever you want.” You say it passively, just something to keep him going, but he’s persistent in getting the words out of you for himself.

His hips drive forward and with ease his cocks bulldozing its way through your opening, sleeving him in a wrap of wetness he didn’t quite mentally prepare himself for. God, no matter how many times you did this his reaction would never change. Air feels compressed in his lungs, spike concrete in his chest, he swears if he were to fully breathe he’d be cumming on the spot.

“Yours, right? Only yours?” He grits out trying to distract himself, his head drops again, the feeling of your pussy too entirely good that his arms that keep you up squeeze tighter, more to keep himself grounded than in fear of letting you slip.

It takes him a minute, brushing the hair away from poking his eyes until he draws back only to slam his hips back into you harder than expected, the deafening sound of music and the crowd full of thousands of people cheering may be loud, but they could never wash out the sound of his low whimpers in your ears, moans pulled thin from between his teeth as he rocks himself into you with a new profound heft he’s never utilized before.

“Ant-” you gasp, hips already starting to numb from the expanse that he’s keeping them spread, you wouldn’t last long, not in the position. “Anton, faster.”

“Tell me first,” he pauses his thrusts, breathless in his own, energy depleting by the second but he needs it, just needs to hear it. “please baby-” he noses at your jaw, pressing soft kisses. “tell me, tell me ‘m yours, just wanna be all yours.”

“Anton,”

His pace proceeds when the words he expects don’t come as quick as he’d like, leisurely, like the two of you have all the time in the world, only now he’s zeroed in on the mess you make over his cock, he can see the dark spots on the floor from what’s managed to slip, he doesn’t stop though even though you aren’t allowing yourself to enjoy it, he couldn’t possibly be concerned if somewhere were to find it after the night comes to a close, he just needs to hear the words, the ones he’s been dying to hear for months, even if he has to fuck it out of you.

“you’re being- this is stupid, have to hurry.” You blabber, heightening inflections to your tone with every brutal rock of his hips slamming up into you.

“Get off.” He huffs, his voice still a light thing.

“What?”

“Off.”

Before you can utter another stupid word he’s pulling you off of him by himself, you’re a little wobbly once your feet meet the ground again but his hand is quickly grabbing at one of your thighs to lift it over his forearm, urging you to lean some of your weight against the wall so you don’t tip back into air. “Please,” he hums as his cock is slipping back into you, fingers wrinkling at his shirt as he holds it just enough for you to see his V-line. “‘s all I want.” What a slut.

“What is?” You toy, watching as you let him fuck you open, legs spread wide, a mess, but only a mess for him to see.

“Be yours.”

“You are. So dumb Ant, ‘s unbelievable.”

You can feel his pace cut short but you’re pinching at his bicep, threatening: “If you stop again I swear to god.” With a heat he’s scared of witnessing more of.

—

“Anton, where the fuck were you?”

There’s a smug little smirk on his face as he graciously skips his way back to his members, fingers busied by slipping his blazers button back into place as he sits, “I just wanted to see if I could watch back the recording, it’s busy back there though, so I left it.” He explains quite swiftly, quite easily for someone who forgot to zip up his fly.

Wonbin’s eyeing him not so subtly, he notices quickly the way his hairs slightly ruffled at the nape of his neck, yet it stops only a few inches from his collar, the base of his hair clumped together from sweat that’s much worse than he remembered it bring prior to suddenly disappearing.

Plus there’s this disturbing smile on his face that he can’t bite away, the toe of his shoe tapping softly against the ground repeatedly, like he’s waiting for something.

Everything falls into place with relatively no effort when you’re on stage, accepting an award with twitching thighs and dry lips, which Wonbin swears you had product on when he first spotted you earlier in the evening, he’s sure of it because he couldn’t stop staring. He’s finally leaning over in his seat, catching at the slight remnants of a pinkish gloss smeared around Anton’s mouth, the peak of fabric that’s stuffed into his pocket is bulging bright in contrast to his suit, which indicates clearly to him only one thing that could’ve happened.