miracles

“it’s not that, you idiot!” haechan grunted, throwing a pillow at jaemin’s head causing him to break into a smile.

“i’ll join the three of you in a four-way,” jeno added, laughing as he dodged an empty water bottle that was thrown at him.

“it’s not about sex!” haechan exclaimed. “and isn’t it a little bit early to be thinking about sex anyway? go touch some grass.”

“but if i may bring it back to sex briefly?” chenle questioned, waiting for haechan’s approval. curious, he nodded towards chenle. “realistically, if haechan were to engage in a three-way with (y/n), they would choose one of her besties or mark.”

haechan raised a brow at his anecdote, but he didn’t raise his arm with the closest object in vicinity which made chenle very happy. “ah-ha! i’m right because haechan didn’t throw anything at me! haechan would only consider mark to — ow!”

mark walked behind chenle and smacked his head lightly before sitting on a chair. “what’s this important decision?”

“(y/n)’s getting her nails done and she wants my input on the colours,” haechan explained.

“oh! that’s big!” jisung hollered.

“really? you think so?”

“yeah,” renjun chimed in. “for her i recommend dark, warm colours.”

“thanks,” haechan smiled gratefully towards his artsy friend before returning to his phone, “i already had colours like that in mind anyway.”

“okay, now that we’re done with haechan,” jaemin stated, smacking said friend's chest lightly, “let’s get back to talking about three-ways. i would personally choose jeno as my third party.”

“we know.”

haechan [11:32]: i’m back babe

haechan [11:32]: i think black and red would look so great on you ❤🖤

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:32]: damn, i was getting worried about you lol, what took so long?

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:33]: also ty 💞

haechan [11:33]: peanut gallery meeting

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:34]: ahh 🤭 very serious i bet

haechan [11:34]: talking about threeways

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:35]: serious 😌

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:35]: btw, have you spoken to mark about that 😈👀

haechan [11:35]: i will….. but later….. they all think i would pick him

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:36]: well it’s not just you choosing hon 👀

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:36]: anyway, i’ve got to get ready for my appointment, see you later?

haechan [11:36]: of course 🖤

you smiled to yourself as you sat in your favourite technician’s seat. “what’s the vibe today, bestie?” she asked you as she prepped your nails for the removing of your current set.

you raise your brow as you look towards her. “sexy.”

it was just over two hours when haechan felt his phone buzz. considering the amount of time that had passed, he assumed you had just finished getting your nails done and were texting him an update. he finished his round of call of duty before handing the controller to jisung to play in his place so he could respond to you.

(y/n) 🌻💖 [13:57]: when are you coming over……?

he smiled triumphantly at the fact that you were so eager for him to come, replying back to you as soon as he finished reading your text.

haechan [14:02]: baby 😏 i’ll be there as soon as i’m done with the boys

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:03]: but i want to show you my nails 🥺

haechan [14:03]: you can just send a picture now, i’ll see them later

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:03]: okay hon 😛💅

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

haechan was anticipating the picture of your nails — especially since he had chosen the colours. you sent him a selfie with your hands holding your chin, your middle finger lightly pulling your bottom lip lower. he liked the picture — in fact, he loved the picture. it was just unlike previous manicure updates where you would usually just take a picture of your hand. but he thought you looked very hot in the picture, hot enough that he was sure his ears were a shade of red.

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:04]: you like?

haechan [14:04]: they’re very sexy baby - just like you 😏

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:04]: want another pic?

he tilted his head in confusion. usually, you would just send him however many pictures you wanted. despite his confusion, he responded positively, awaiting your next picture.

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

haechan gulped when he received your message. your next selfie only included three of your newly painted nails — your other two being sucked into your mouth. despite the fingers in your mouth, he also noticed the change in your make-up — earlier it had been your everyday, cute look, now you had your date night make-up on.

before he could even think of a response to the second picture, you sent him another and he had to immediately lock his phone in fear his friends may see it. this time you had your fingers wrapped around your neck and he definitely noticed your lack of a shirt, causing all of the blood to rush from his ears to his cock.

he felt a light slap to his knee, looking up from his locked phone to mark who had just finished his round of call of duty. “you good?”

“yeah,” he breathed out, getting up. “just going to get a glass of water.” he quickly got up from the couch and retreated to the kitchen, being extremely mindful of his slowly hardening boner.

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:06]: it feels nice to have my hands around my neck, but i can definitely think of a pair of hands i’d replace it with

“fuck,” he whispered, draining the contents of his glass very quickly.

haechan [14:08]: baby, why 😩😩😩

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:08]: i’m just very appreciative of my boyfriend who chose such nice colours for me to work with ❤🖤😉

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:09]: very, **very** appreciative

haechan couldn’t bear to open the newest image you sent him; he was already grinding against the kitchen counter at this point. but he couldn’t resist it any longer. he opened it and he knew he was a goner, heading straight for the bathroom to release himself from his jeans. in the picture he could no longer see any of your nails because you had them inside of new black and red lingerie — new, wet black and red lingerie.

he hurriedly made his way to the bathroom, passing the boys who had questions for his rush. “that water went right through me!” he chuckles half-heartedly, opening and accidentally slamming the door closed, pulling his jeans and his boxers down to his ankles before gripping his hardened length with a sigh of relief.

(y/n) 🌻💖[14:11]: i hope you’re by yourself hon 😉 incoming!

🎥 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT A VIDEO

haechan took a deep breath before opening the video and pressing play, making sure the audio wasn’t loud enough to be heard through the bathroom door.

“haechan!” you exclaimed through the video, pointing your camera to the floor length mirror in your red-lit room. you were knelt on the floor, legs spread in your new lingerie.

“i’m very happy with the colours you suggested,” showing them off in the video, “so happy that i even purchased a new little outfit.” you then traced your free hand down your body, lightly tracing the skin from your breasts, down your stomach, and finally down where haechan oh-so desperately wanted to be. “i hope you don’t mind that i broke them in before you came today,” you moaned quietly as you inserted your hand into the panties. he only quickened his pace slightly at your sounds of pleasure.

“i’ll send you a picture now, hmm,” you informed him playfully, bringing your phone closer to your pussy, the picture you sent him before coming to mind, “but before i do…” you say as you as you remove your glistening fingers from your lingerie, pushing the material to expose your wet lips. “so wet... all for you, hon,” you smirk, bringing the camera to your face and sucking on your fingers before the video ended.

“fuck, fuck, fuck,” haechan groaned as he used his pre-cum to spread along his length, moving his fist faster with every second. he closed the video only to see you sent him more attachments.

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

📣 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT A VOICE NOTE

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

he first observed the pictures as it was only a simple click, and he had no idea how it could get any sexier than it already was. the first picture must’ve been taking after the one just before because this time he could see your glistening pussy in all its glory, your fingers lightly tracing over your folds. he felt his cock twitch in his hand as he imagined your whole body shivering as you teased yourself. he swiped to the right to view the next image and he had to bite his bottom lip to prevent his moan from being heard. you had gotten up from the floor and were sitting in front of your mirror, legs spread and tits out. he had to prepare himself for the last remaining picture, swiping right to see your breast up close, pinching your hardened nipple in the process. he swiped down on the last image quickly, eager to listen to the voice note.

“mmm, haechan,” you sighed, breath hitching in the process. “i wish i — i wish i could see you right now. i bet you excused yourself for whatever lame reason you made up just to touch, just to… just to leave a little bit earlier so you can come over sooner. i miss your touch, hon.”

the voice note ends and he sees that you’re already making another voice note, but he first has to send you a little something of his own. he has been missing in action from the conversation for the past 10 minutes, the only reason you would know he’s been looking at your messages would be because his read receipts were on. but your voice note said that you wished to see him and he was about to deliver.

getting into the camera, he scrolled through the settings until he found the video, pressing the red button instantly as he aimed the camera towards his throbbing cock. “baby,” he groaned deeply, his fist moving slowly up and down to tease you as well as himself. “the second i’m done here, i’m going over to your place and i’m going to give you the best fuck of your entire life.” he ended the video and quickly sent it off to you, a mere seconds before you completed your voice note and sent it to him. he smirked as he anticipated your response to his little video, but he now needed to listen to your voice note.

the very first thing he heard was the obscene noises of your fingers going in and out of your tight hole, your moans and sighs softened by the noise — he was sure he was about to pass out. “i can’t wait until you get here channie, i’m going to—” the sound of you getting a message interrupts your speaking. “hmm, if it isn’t my m.i.a. boyfriend sending me a message finally, after 10 — fuck.”

🎥 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT A VIDEO

quickly opening the video, the first thing he sees is you finger fucking yourself, your phone propped onto your pillow so he could only see your pussy. he almost cums on sight, but he restrains himself; he wants to finish this video, cum and then leave. all you do is moan and groan in the video, but he can’t help but find it hot, finds you hot. and when he sees your legs twitch, your fingers still and you take in deep breaths, that’s when he finally lets himself cum all over the bathroom floor. he leans against the toilet, taking in deep breaths as he waits for the video to finally end.

he sees you bring your phone up to your fucked out face, post-orgasm smile on display. “haechan.”

“yeah,” he sighs, even though you can’t hear him.

“get here soon, because i want to wrap my beautifully manicured hands around your big, fat cock right now.”

and that’s all it takes for haechan to pull his pants up, tuck himself into his underwear and chaotically clean the bathroom before he exits — probably not doing a very good job at it.

“you alright?” renjun asks as haechan puts his shoes on.

“yeah, terrific, just got to pick (y/n) up from her nail appointment,” he states, smiling through the exchange because he’s about to have the best sex of his life.

“okay,” he shrugs, returning to the video game.

“take a picture of her nails, i want to see them!” jisung exclaims as haechan opens the door.

“trust me, i will be.”

haechan [14:23]: leaving rn 😈🍆🍆🍆

haechan carefully parked his car across the street from your apartment before racing to the entrance. he was sure that he would receive a ticket in the mail considering he turned the 20-minute drive from your building to mark’s place into 12 minutes, but he couldn’t care less — he just had to be inside you. he even took the stairs two at a time to your apartment as opposed to the elevator because he couldn’t afford to wait for it to reach the ground floor.

reaching your floor, he sped walked to your door, selecting your key from his keychain and unlocked your door. upon entering your apartment, he put his discarded belongings at your closed front door, taking off his clothes as he made his way to your bedroom — shoes and socks down your entrance hallway, his jacket thrown onto your couch and his shirt was left just outside your bedroom door, opening it up to see you circling your sensitive bud in the direction of the door, moaning softly.

“holy shit,” haechan softly spoke, admiring you — especially your dripping pussy, your juices all over your lingerie, your fingers, the insides of your thighs and your bedding.

“that was fast,” you moaned, sitting up to look into his face, biting your lip at the sight of your boyfriend in only his pants. “excited, are we?”

“of fucking course,” he growled, jumping on your bed to immediately hover over your partially naked body, inserting his tongue to kiss you messily, quickly replacing your hand with his own, causing you to instantly whimper into his mouth.

“h—haechan,” you gasped when he began to kiss and lick down your neck to your sensitive spot that he knew you loved so much.

“what’s up, baby?” he mumbled, inserting the tip of his finger into your hole, making your leg twitch.

“i want to… god… i want to touch you,” you whispered breathily, reminding him that you wanted to give him a handjob.

“sure thing, baby,” he smirked, turning you both around so that he lied on the edge of your bed, grabbing a pillow for your knees.

you happily accepted the pillow, kneeling in between his spread legs. your mouth watered as you looked towards the huge bulge in his jeans that was definitely causing a little discomfort for your boyfriend — so you had to help him get out of them. starting with his belt, you unbuckled it and pulled it through the loops of his jeans. as you were unfastening the button, haechan leaned on one hand, the other caressing your face and tucking your hair behind your ear, eyes staring down at you with both passion and lust.

removing his pants and throwing them behind you, you stared at the wet spot on his grey boxers. you leaned forward to his clothed member and pressed your tongue to the spot, haechan hissing at the sensation. you’re sure that the wet spot had been forming for quite some time considering how big it was and that made you even more eager to have him in your mouth. as soon as you discarded his boxers, you wrapped your manicured hand around his thick cock and squeezed his base gently.

you leaned forward again, taking his head into your mouth and sucking lightly as you moved your fist up and down slowly. this definitely had an affect on haechan, having him groan as soon as you touched him, running his hands through your hair. you then moved your mouth off of his head, flattening your tongue on his member and moving it in time with your hand, which drove him absolutely crazy.

“baby,” haechan groaned. you hummed in response, looking up at him with doe eyes. “let me take a picture, please?”

you licked up his cock once more, kissing his tip before answering, “you know the password to my phone,” winking in his direction before returning to suck his cock.

haechan reached for your phone nestled in your pillows, unlocking the device and going straight to the camera. he pointed the phone towards you, making sure that your red and black nails were in view. you with his head in your mouth, your tongue in his slit, your hand spreading his pre-cum along his length, even a little video of you licking up his cock. upon looking through the contents in your phone, he noticed even more photos and videos of you while he was on his way to your place that you hadn’t sent. that drove him passed sane levels, putting your phone on your bedside table and tapping your chin. “i need to fuck you now.”

surprised by his sudden words, you felt your cheeks heat up, but that didn’t stop you from standing up to sit on his thigh, pressing your lips to his in a hot kiss. as he made out with you, he removed your bra before setting you down at the head of your bed to then take off your soaked panties. kissing you one more time as he aligned his head to your hole, moving it along your folds ever so slightly.

“condom or no?” he asked before pressing kisses to your chest, sucking a nipple into his mouth. he knew that you were on the pill, but he always asked just in case you wanted something different.

“no,” you answered, elongating the word slightly. “i want to c—cum on your cock and then i want to jerk you o— fuck… off until you cum all over my hands.”

“perfect,” he smirked as he inserted himself into you easily because you were so wet already.

you were already losing it when his length began moving in and out of you, his hips moving at fast speeds from the get go. you had both been on the edge for half an hour, it was a surprise that you were both still holding onto the edge for a few more minutes just to feel even better than you both had already been feeling. all that could be heard in your bedroom were the moans and groans coming from both of your lips when you weren’t passionately kissing each other and the wet sounds of your pussy created by his member.

“haechan! i’m s—so close!” you exclaimed, gripping his forearms as your legs began to twitch, moaning uncontrollably as you came on his member.

he stilled for a moment as you came down from your high until you removed one of your hands from his forearms, reaching for him once again. you gasped as he pulled his still erect member from your tight walls, quickly using your juices to jerk him off. he lasted roughly 10 more seconds before painting your hands and stomach white with his cum, leaning down to kiss you until he was dry, kissing you until you both had to take deep breaths.

he waited until you sunk into your pillows to leave for your bathroom to get a damp cloth to clean both of you up. he grabbed his shirt from the floor and collected two of his boxers from his drawer in your closet before sitting next to your limp body, cleaning the insides of your thigh, your folds and your stomach before pulling you up by your arms to dress you in his shirt and boxers.

“hmm, that was certainly the best fuck of my life,” you hummed in content, pressing a kiss to his lips before he gently let you fall back onto your mattress.

“i’ll get in bed soon,” he smiled down at you, squeezing your hand before standing up to put on his own boxers and collecting all of the discarded clothes and throwing them into your hamper. he made his way to his side of your bed, making a mental note that he must not forget to do the laundry to clean your sheets.

“do you have any pg pictures of your nails?” haechan chuckled as he situated himself next to you, remembering that jisung had wanted to see a picture of your nails.

“later,” you mumbled, resting your hand on his bare chest as you cuddled into his side.

he admired your nails as you began to doze off, tracing lines along your hand. “glad i chose red and black.”

She sent this to me and @neonun-au and @ncteaxhoe (who are both admins of nets that Ysa is in) and I’m sure others that are friends with Ysa.

Shes been partaking in stalker like behavior and harassment. Overall really putting many people in horrible mindsets.

“it’s not that, you idiot!” haechan grunted, throwing a pillow at jaemin’s head causing him to break into a smile.

“i’ll join the three of you in a four-way,” jeno added, laughing as he dodged an empty water bottle that was thrown at him.

“it’s not about sex!” haechan exclaimed. “and isn’t it a little bit early to be thinking about sex anyway? go touch some grass.”

“but if i may bring it back to sex briefly?” chenle questioned, waiting for haechan’s approval. curious, he nodded towards chenle. “realistically, if haechan were to engage in a three-way with (y/n), they would choose one of her besties or mark.”

haechan raised a brow at his anecdote, but he didn’t raise his arm with the closest object in vicinity which made chenle very happy. “ah-ha! i’m right because haechan didn’t throw anything at me! haechan would only consider mark to — ow!”

mark walked behind chenle and smacked his head lightly before sitting on a chair. “what’s this important decision?”

“(y/n)’s getting her nails done and she wants my input on the colours,” haechan explained.

“oh! that’s big!” jisung hollered.

“really? you think so?”

“yeah,” renjun chimed in. “for her i recommend dark, warm colours.”

“thanks,” haechan smiled gratefully towards his artsy friend before returning to his phone, “i already had colours like that in mind anyway.”

“okay, now that we’re done with haechan,” jaemin stated, smacking said friend's chest lightly, “let’s get back to talking about three-ways. i would personally choose jeno as my third party.”

“we know.”

haechan [11:32]: i’m back babe

haechan [11:32]: i think black and red would look so great on you ❤🖤

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:32]: damn, i was getting worried about you lol, what took so long?

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:33]: also ty 💞

haechan [11:33]: peanut gallery meeting

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:34]: ahh 🤭 very serious i bet

haechan [11:34]: talking about threeways

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:35]: serious 😌

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:35]: btw, have you spoken to mark about that 😈👀

haechan [11:35]: i will….. but later….. they all think i would pick him

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:36]: well it’s not just you choosing hon 👀

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:36]: anyway, i’ve got to get ready for my appointment, see you later?

haechan [11:36]: of course 🖤

you smiled to yourself as you sat in your favourite technician’s seat. “what’s the vibe today, bestie?” she asked you as she prepped your nails for the removing of your current set.

you raise your brow as you look towards her. “sexy.”

it was just over two hours when haechan felt his phone buzz. considering the amount of time that had passed, he assumed you had just finished getting your nails done and were texting him an update. he finished his round of call of duty before handing the controller to jisung to play in his place so he could respond to you.

(y/n) 🌻💖 [13:57]: when are you coming over……?

he smiled triumphantly at the fact that you were so eager for him to come, replying back to you as soon as he finished reading your text.

haechan [14:02]: baby 😏 i’ll be there as soon as i’m done with the boys

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:03]: but i want to show you my nails 🥺

haechan [14:03]: you can just send a picture now, i’ll see them later

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:03]: okay hon 😛💅

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

haechan was anticipating the picture of your nails — especially since he had chosen the colours. you sent him a selfie with your hands holding your chin, your middle finger lightly pulling your bottom lip lower. he liked the picture — in fact, he loved the picture. it was just unlike previous manicure updates where you would usually just take a picture of your hand. but he thought you looked very hot in the picture, hot enough that he was sure his ears were a shade of red.

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:04]: you like?

haechan [14:04]: they’re very sexy baby - just like you 😏

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:04]: want another pic?

he tilted his head in confusion. usually, you would just send him however many pictures you wanted. despite his confusion, he responded positively, awaiting your next picture.

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

haechan gulped when he received your message. your next selfie only included three of your newly painted nails — your other two being sucked into your mouth. despite the fingers in your mouth, he also noticed the change in your make-up — earlier it had been your everyday, cute look, now you had your date night make-up on.

before he could even think of a response to the second picture, you sent him another and he had to immediately lock his phone in fear his friends may see it. this time you had your fingers wrapped around your neck and he definitely noticed your lack of a shirt, causing all of the blood to rush from his ears to his cock.

he felt a light slap to his knee, looking up from his locked phone to mark who had just finished his round of call of duty. “you good?”

“yeah,” he breathed out, getting up. “just going to get a glass of water.” he quickly got up from the couch and retreated to the kitchen, being extremely mindful of his slowly hardening boner.

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:06]: it feels nice to have my hands around my neck, but i can definitely think of a pair of hands i’d replace it with

“fuck,” he whispered, draining the contents of his glass very quickly.

haechan [14:08]: baby, why 😩😩😩

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:08]: i’m just very appreciative of my boyfriend who chose such nice colours for me to work with ❤🖤😉

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:09]: very, **very** appreciative

haechan couldn’t bear to open the newest image you sent him; he was already grinding against the kitchen counter at this point. but he couldn’t resist it any longer. he opened it and he knew he was a goner, heading straight for the bathroom to release himself from his jeans. in the picture he could no longer see any of your nails because you had them inside of new black and red lingerie — new, wet black and red lingerie.

he hurriedly made his way to the bathroom, passing the boys who had questions for his rush. “that water went right through me!” he chuckles half-heartedly, opening and accidentally slamming the door closed, pulling his jeans and his boxers down to his ankles before gripping his hardened length with a sigh of relief.

(y/n) 🌻💖[14:11]: i hope you’re by yourself hon 😉 incoming!

🎥 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT A VIDEO

haechan took a deep breath before opening the video and pressing play, making sure the audio wasn’t loud enough to be heard through the bathroom door.

“haechan!” you exclaimed through the video, pointing your camera to the floor length mirror in your red-lit room. you were knelt on the floor, legs spread in your new lingerie.

“i’m very happy with the colours you suggested,” showing them off in the video, “so happy that i even purchased a new little outfit.” you then traced your free hand down your body, lightly tracing the skin from your breasts, down your stomach, and finally down where haechan oh-so desperately wanted to be. “i hope you don’t mind that i broke them in before you came today,” you moaned quietly as you inserted your hand into the panties. he only quickened his pace slightly at your sounds of pleasure.

“i’ll send you a picture now, hmm,” you informed him playfully, bringing your phone closer to your pussy, the picture you sent him before coming to mind, “but before i do…” you say as you as you remove your glistening fingers from your lingerie, pushing the material to expose your wet lips. “so wet... all for you, hon,” you smirk, bringing the camera to your face and sucking on your fingers before the video ended.

“fuck, fuck, fuck,” haechan groaned as he used his pre-cum to spread along his length, moving his fist faster with every second. he closed the video only to see you sent him more attachments.

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

📣 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT A VOICE NOTE

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

he first observed the pictures as it was only a simple click, and he had no idea how it could get any sexier than it already was. the first picture must’ve been taking after the one just before because this time he could see your glistening pussy in all its glory, your fingers lightly tracing over your folds. he felt his cock twitch in his hand as he imagined your whole body shivering as you teased yourself. he swiped to the right to view the next image and he had to bite his bottom lip to prevent his moan from being heard. you had gotten up from the floor and were sitting in front of your mirror, legs spread and tits out. he had to prepare himself for the last remaining picture, swiping right to see your breast up close, pinching your hardened nipple in the process. he swiped down on the last image quickly, eager to listen to the voice note.

“mmm, haechan,” you sighed, breath hitching in the process. “i wish i — i wish i could see you right now. i bet you excused yourself for whatever lame reason you made up just to touch, just to… just to leave a little bit earlier so you can come over sooner. i miss your touch, hon.”

the voice note ends and he sees that you’re already making another voice note, but he first has to send you a little something of his own. he has been missing in action from the conversation for the past 10 minutes, the only reason you would know he’s been looking at your messages would be because his read receipts were on. but your voice note said that you wished to see him and he was about to deliver.

getting into the camera, he scrolled through the settings until he found the video, pressing the red button instantly as he aimed the camera towards his throbbing cock. “baby,” he groaned deeply, his fist moving slowly up and down to tease you as well as himself. “the second i’m done here, i’m going over to your place and i’m going to give you the best fuck of your entire life.” he ended the video and quickly sent it off to you, a mere seconds before you completed your voice note and sent it to him. he smirked as he anticipated your response to his little video, but he now needed to listen to your voice note.

the very first thing he heard was the obscene noises of your fingers going in and out of your tight hole, your moans and sighs softened by the noise — he was sure he was about to pass out. “i can’t wait until you get here channie, i’m going to—” the sound of you getting a message interrupts your speaking. “hmm, if it isn’t my m.i.a. boyfriend sending me a message finally, after 10 — fuck.”

🎥 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT A VIDEO

quickly opening the video, the first thing he sees is you finger fucking yourself, your phone propped onto your pillow so he could only see your pussy. he almost cums on sight, but he restrains himself; he wants to finish this video, cum and then leave. all you do is moan and groan in the video, but he can’t help but find it hot, finds you hot. and when he sees your legs twitch, your fingers still and you take in deep breaths, that’s when he finally lets himself cum all over the bathroom floor. he leans against the toilet, taking in deep breaths as he waits for the video to finally end.

he sees you bring your phone up to your fucked out face, post-orgasm smile on display. “haechan.”

“yeah,” he sighs, even though you can’t hear him.

“get here soon, because i want to wrap my beautifully manicured hands around your big, fat cock right now.”

and that’s all it takes for haechan to pull his pants up, tuck himself into his underwear and chaotically clean the bathroom before he exits — probably not doing a very good job at it.

“you alright?” renjun asks as haechan puts his shoes on.

“yeah, terrific, just got to pick (y/n) up from her nail appointment,” he states, smiling through the exchange because he’s about to have the best sex of his life.

“okay,” he shrugs, returning to the video game.

“take a picture of her nails, i want to see them!” jisung exclaims as haechan opens the door.

“trust me, i will be.”

haechan [14:23]: leaving rn 😈🍆🍆🍆

haechan carefully parked his car across the street from your apartment before racing to the entrance. he was sure that he would receive a ticket in the mail considering he turned the 20-minute drive from your building to mark’s place into 12 minutes, but he couldn’t care less — he just had to be inside you. he even took the stairs two at a time to your apartment as opposed to the elevator because he couldn’t afford to wait for it to reach the ground floor.

reaching your floor, he sped walked to your door, selecting your key from his keychain and unlocked your door. upon entering your apartment, he put his discarded belongings at your closed front door, taking off his clothes as he made his way to your bedroom — shoes and socks down your entrance hallway, his jacket thrown onto your couch and his shirt was left just outside your bedroom door, opening it up to see you circling your sensitive bud in the direction of the door, moaning softly.

“holy shit,” haechan softly spoke, admiring you — especially your dripping pussy, your juices all over your lingerie, your fingers, the insides of your thighs and your bedding.

“that was fast,” you moaned, sitting up to look into his face, biting your lip at the sight of your boyfriend in only his pants. “excited, are we?”

“of fucking course,” he growled, jumping on your bed to immediately hover over your partially naked body, inserting his tongue to kiss you messily, quickly replacing your hand with his own, causing you to instantly whimper into his mouth.

“h—haechan,” you gasped when he began to kiss and lick down your neck to your sensitive spot that he knew you loved so much.

“what’s up, baby?” he mumbled, inserting the tip of his finger into your hole, making your leg twitch.

“i want to… god… i want to touch you,” you whispered breathily, reminding him that you wanted to give him a handjob.

“sure thing, baby,” he smirked, turning you both around so that he lied on the edge of your bed, grabbing a pillow for your knees.

you happily accepted the pillow, kneeling in between his spread legs. your mouth watered as you looked towards the huge bulge in his jeans that was definitely causing a little discomfort for your boyfriend — so you had to help him get out of them. starting with his belt, you unbuckled it and pulled it through the loops of his jeans. as you were unfastening the button, haechan leaned on one hand, the other caressing your face and tucking your hair behind your ear, eyes staring down at you with both passion and lust.

removing his pants and throwing them behind you, you stared at the wet spot on his grey boxers. you leaned forward to his clothed member and pressed your tongue to the spot, haechan hissing at the sensation. you’re sure that the wet spot had been forming for quite some time considering how big it was and that made you even more eager to have him in your mouth. as soon as you discarded his boxers, you wrapped your manicured hand around his thick cock and squeezed his base gently.

you leaned forward again, taking his head into your mouth and sucking lightly as you moved your fist up and down slowly. this definitely had an affect on haechan, having him groan as soon as you touched him, running his hands through your hair. you then moved your mouth off of his head, flattening your tongue on his member and moving it in time with your hand, which drove him absolutely crazy.

“baby,” haechan groaned. you hummed in response, looking up at him with doe eyes. “let me take a picture, please?”

you licked up his cock once more, kissing his tip before answering, “you know the password to my phone,” winking in his direction before returning to suck his cock.

haechan reached for your phone nestled in your pillows, unlocking the device and going straight to the camera. he pointed the phone towards you, making sure that your red and black nails were in view. you with his head in your mouth, your tongue in his slit, your hand spreading his pre-cum along his length, even a little video of you licking up his cock. upon looking through the contents in your phone, he noticed even more photos and videos of you while he was on his way to your place that you hadn’t sent. that drove him passed sane levels, putting your phone on your bedside table and tapping your chin. “i need to fuck you now.”

surprised by his sudden words, you felt your cheeks heat up, but that didn’t stop you from standing up to sit on his thigh, pressing your lips to his in a hot kiss. as he made out with you, he removed your bra before setting you down at the head of your bed to then take off your soaked panties. kissing you one more time as he aligned his head to your hole, moving it along your folds ever so slightly.

“condom or no?” he asked before pressing kisses to your chest, sucking a nipple into his mouth. he knew that you were on the pill, but he always asked just in case you wanted something different.

“no,” you answered, elongating the word slightly. “i want to c—cum on your cock and then i want to jerk you o— fuck… off until you cum all over my hands.”

“perfect,” he smirked as he inserted himself into you easily because you were so wet already.

you were already losing it when his length began moving in and out of you, his hips moving at fast speeds from the get go. you had both been on the edge for half an hour, it was a surprise that you were both still holding onto the edge for a few more minutes just to feel even better than you both had already been feeling. all that could be heard in your bedroom were the moans and groans coming from both of your lips when you weren’t passionately kissing each other and the wet sounds of your pussy created by his member.

“haechan! i’m s—so close!” you exclaimed, gripping his forearms as your legs began to twitch, moaning uncontrollably as you came on his member.

he stilled for a moment as you came down from your high until you removed one of your hands from his forearms, reaching for him once again. you gasped as he pulled his still erect member from your tight walls, quickly using your juices to jerk him off. he lasted roughly 10 more seconds before painting your hands and stomach white with his cum, leaning down to kiss you until he was dry, kissing you until you both had to take deep breaths.

he waited until you sunk into your pillows to leave for your bathroom to get a damp cloth to clean both of you up. he grabbed his shirt from the floor and collected two of his boxers from his drawer in your closet before sitting next to your limp body, cleaning the insides of your thigh, your folds and your stomach before pulling you up by your arms to dress you in his shirt and boxers.

“hmm, that was certainly the best fuck of my life,” you hummed in content, pressing a kiss to his lips before he gently let you fall back onto your mattress.

“i’ll get in bed soon,” he smiled down at you, squeezing your hand before standing up to put on his own boxers and collecting all of the discarded clothes and throwing them into your hamper. he made his way to his side of your bed, making a mental note that he must not forget to do the laundry to clean your sheets.

“do you have any pg pictures of your nails?” haechan chuckled as he situated himself next to you, remembering that jisung had wanted to see a picture of your nails.

“later,” you mumbled, resting your hand on his bare chest as you cuddled into his side.

he admired your nails as you began to doze off, tracing lines along your hand. “glad i chose red and black.”

“it’s not that, you idiot!” haechan grunted, throwing a pillow at jaemin’s head causing him to break into a smile.

“i’ll join the three of you in a four-way,” jeno added, laughing as he dodged an empty water bottle that was thrown at him.

“it’s not about sex!” haechan exclaimed. “and isn’t it a little bit early to be thinking about sex anyway? go touch some grass.”

“but if i may bring it back to sex briefly?” chenle questioned, waiting for haechan’s approval. curious, he nodded towards chenle. “realistically, if haechan were to engage in a three-way with (y/n), they would choose one of her besties or mark.”

haechan raised a brow at his anecdote, but he didn’t raise his arm with the closest object in vicinity which made chenle very happy. “ah-ha! i’m right because haechan didn’t throw anything at me! haechan would only consider mark to — ow!”

mark walked behind chenle and smacked his head lightly before sitting on a chair. “what’s this important decision?”

“(y/n)’s getting her nails done and she wants my input on the colours,” haechan explained.

“oh! that’s big!” jisung hollered.

“really? you think so?”

“yeah,” renjun chimed in. “for her i recommend dark, warm colours.”

“thanks,” haechan smiled gratefully towards his artsy friend before returning to his phone, “i already had colours like that in mind anyway.”

“okay, now that we’re done with haechan,” jaemin stated, smacking said friend's chest lightly, “let’s get back to talking about three-ways. i would personally choose jeno as my third party.”

“we know.”

haechan [11:32]: i’m back babe

haechan [11:32]: i think black and red would look so great on you ❤🖤

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:32]: damn, i was getting worried about you lol, what took so long?

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:33]: also ty 💞

haechan [11:33]: peanut gallery meeting

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:34]: ahh 🤭 very serious i bet

haechan [11:34]: talking about threeways

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:35]: serious 😌

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:35]: btw, have you spoken to mark about that 😈👀

haechan [11:35]: i will….. but later….. they all think i would pick him

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:36]: well it’s not just you choosing hon 👀

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:36]: anyway, i’ve got to get ready for my appointment, see you later?

haechan [11:36]: of course 🖤

you smiled to yourself as you sat in your favourite technician’s seat. “what’s the vibe today, bestie?” she asked you as she prepped your nails for the removing of your current set.

you raise your brow as you look towards her. “sexy.”

it was just over two hours when haechan felt his phone buzz. considering the amount of time that had passed, he assumed you had just finished getting your nails done and were texting him an update. he finished his round of call of duty before handing the controller to jisung to play in his place so he could respond to you.

(y/n) 🌻💖 [13:57]: when are you coming over……?

he smiled triumphantly at the fact that you were so eager for him to come, replying back to you as soon as he finished reading your text.

haechan [14:02]: baby 😏 i’ll be there as soon as i’m done with the boys

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:03]: but i want to show you my nails 🥺

haechan [14:03]: you can just send a picture now, i’ll see them later

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:03]: okay hon 😛💅

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

haechan was anticipating the picture of your nails — especially since he had chosen the colours. you sent him a selfie with your hands holding your chin, your middle finger lightly pulling your bottom lip lower. he liked the picture — in fact, he loved the picture. it was just unlike previous manicure updates where you would usually just take a picture of your hand. but he thought you looked very hot in the picture, hot enough that he was sure his ears were a shade of red.

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:04]: you like?

haechan [14:04]: they’re very sexy baby - just like you 😏

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:04]: want another pic?

he tilted his head in confusion. usually, you would just send him however many pictures you wanted. despite his confusion, he responded positively, awaiting your next picture.

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

haechan gulped when he received your message. your next selfie only included three of your newly painted nails — your other two being sucked into your mouth. despite the fingers in your mouth, he also noticed the change in your make-up — earlier it had been your everyday, cute look, now you had your date night make-up on.

before he could even think of a response to the second picture, you sent him another and he had to immediately lock his phone in fear his friends may see it. this time you had your fingers wrapped around your neck and he definitely noticed your lack of a shirt, causing all of the blood to rush from his ears to his cock.

he felt a light slap to his knee, looking up from his locked phone to mark who had just finished his round of call of duty. “you good?”

“yeah,” he breathed out, getting up. “just going to get a glass of water.” he quickly got up from the couch and retreated to the kitchen, being extremely mindful of his slowly hardening boner.

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:06]: it feels nice to have my hands around my neck, but i can definitely think of a pair of hands i’d replace it with

“fuck,” he whispered, draining the contents of his glass very quickly.

haechan [14:08]: baby, why 😩😩😩

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:08]: i’m just very appreciative of my boyfriend who chose such nice colours for me to work with ❤🖤😉

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:09]: very, **very** appreciative

haechan couldn’t bear to open the newest image you sent him; he was already grinding against the kitchen counter at this point. but he couldn’t resist it any longer. he opened it and he knew he was a goner, heading straight for the bathroom to release himself from his jeans. in the picture he could no longer see any of your nails because you had them inside of new black and red lingerie — new, wet black and red lingerie.

he hurriedly made his way to the bathroom, passing the boys who had questions for his rush. “that water went right through me!” he chuckles half-heartedly, opening and accidentally slamming the door closed, pulling his jeans and his boxers down to his ankles before gripping his hardened length with a sigh of relief.

(y/n) 🌻💖[14:11]: i hope you’re by yourself hon 😉 incoming!

🎥 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT A VIDEO

haechan took a deep breath before opening the video and pressing play, making sure the audio wasn’t loud enough to be heard through the bathroom door.

“haechan!” you exclaimed through the video, pointing your camera to the floor length mirror in your red-lit room. you were knelt on the floor, legs spread in your new lingerie.

“i’m very happy with the colours you suggested,” showing them off in the video, “so happy that i even purchased a new little outfit.” you then traced your free hand down your body, lightly tracing the skin from your breasts, down your stomach, and finally down where haechan oh-so desperately wanted to be. “i hope you don’t mind that i broke them in before you came today,” you moaned quietly as you inserted your hand into the panties. he only quickened his pace slightly at your sounds of pleasure.

“i’ll send you a picture now, hmm,” you informed him playfully, bringing your phone closer to your pussy, the picture you sent him before coming to mind, “but before i do…” you say as you as you remove your glistening fingers from your lingerie, pushing the material to expose your wet lips. “so wet... all for you, hon,” you smirk, bringing the camera to your face and sucking on your fingers before the video ended.

“fuck, fuck, fuck,” haechan groaned as he used his pre-cum to spread along his length, moving his fist faster with every second. he closed the video only to see you sent him more attachments.

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

📣 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT A VOICE NOTE

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

he first observed the pictures as it was only a simple click, and he had no idea how it could get any sexier than it already was. the first picture must’ve been taking after the one just before because this time he could see your glistening pussy in all its glory, your fingers lightly tracing over your folds. he felt his cock twitch in his hand as he imagined your whole body shivering as you teased yourself. he swiped to the right to view the next image and he had to bite his bottom lip to prevent his moan from being heard. you had gotten up from the floor and were sitting in front of your mirror, legs spread and tits out. he had to prepare himself for the last remaining picture, swiping right to see your breast up close, pinching your hardened nipple in the process. he swiped down on the last image quickly, eager to listen to the voice note.

“mmm, haechan,” you sighed, breath hitching in the process. “i wish i — i wish i could see you right now. i bet you excused yourself for whatever lame reason you made up just to touch, just to… just to leave a little bit earlier so you can come over sooner. i miss your touch, hon.”

the voice note ends and he sees that you’re already making another voice note, but he first has to send you a little something of his own. he has been missing in action from the conversation for the past 10 minutes, the only reason you would know he’s been looking at your messages would be because his read receipts were on. but your voice note said that you wished to see him and he was about to deliver.

getting into the camera, he scrolled through the settings until he found the video, pressing the red button instantly as he aimed the camera towards his throbbing cock. “baby,” he groaned deeply, his fist moving slowly up and down to tease you as well as himself. “the second i’m done here, i’m going over to your place and i’m going to give you the best fuck of your entire life.” he ended the video and quickly sent it off to you, a mere seconds before you completed your voice note and sent it to him. he smirked as he anticipated your response to his little video, but he now needed to listen to your voice note.

the very first thing he heard was the obscene noises of your fingers going in and out of your tight hole, your moans and sighs softened by the noise — he was sure he was about to pass out. “i can’t wait until you get here channie, i’m going to—” the sound of you getting a message interrupts your speaking. “hmm, if it isn’t my m.i.a. boyfriend sending me a message finally, after 10 — fuck.”

🎥 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT A VIDEO

quickly opening the video, the first thing he sees is you finger fucking yourself, your phone propped onto your pillow so he could only see your pussy. he almost cums on sight, but he restrains himself; he wants to finish this video, cum and then leave. all you do is moan and groan in the video, but he can’t help but find it hot, finds you hot. and when he sees your legs twitch, your fingers still and you take in deep breaths, that’s when he finally lets himself cum all over the bathroom floor. he leans against the toilet, taking in deep breaths as he waits for the video to finally end.

he sees you bring your phone up to your fucked out face, post-orgasm smile on display. “haechan.”

“yeah,” he sighs, even though you can’t hear him.

“get here soon, because i want to wrap my beautifully manicured hands around your big, fat cock right now.”

and that’s all it takes for haechan to pull his pants up, tuck himself into his underwear and chaotically clean the bathroom before he exits — probably not doing a very good job at it.

“you alright?” renjun asks as haechan puts his shoes on.

“yeah, terrific, just got to pick (y/n) up from her nail appointment,” he states, smiling through the exchange because he’s about to have the best sex of his life.

“okay,” he shrugs, returning to the video game.

“take a picture of her nails, i want to see them!” jisung exclaims as haechan opens the door.

“trust me, i will be.”

haechan [14:23]: leaving rn 😈🍆🍆🍆

haechan carefully parked his car across the street from your apartment before racing to the entrance. he was sure that he would receive a ticket in the mail considering he turned the 20-minute drive from your building to mark’s place into 12 minutes, but he couldn’t care less — he just had to be inside you. he even took the stairs two at a time to your apartment as opposed to the elevator because he couldn’t afford to wait for it to reach the ground floor.

reaching your floor, he sped walked to your door, selecting your key from his keychain and unlocked your door. upon entering your apartment, he put his discarded belongings at your closed front door, taking off his clothes as he made his way to your bedroom — shoes and socks down your entrance hallway, his jacket thrown onto your couch and his shirt was left just outside your bedroom door, opening it up to see you circling your sensitive bud in the direction of the door, moaning softly.

“holy shit,” haechan softly spoke, admiring you — especially your dripping pussy, your juices all over your lingerie, your fingers, the insides of your thighs and your bedding.

“that was fast,” you moaned, sitting up to look into his face, biting your lip at the sight of your boyfriend in only his pants. “excited, are we?”

“of fucking course,” he growled, jumping on your bed to immediately hover over your partially naked body, inserting his tongue to kiss you messily, quickly replacing your hand with his own, causing you to instantly whimper into his mouth.

“h—haechan,” you gasped when he began to kiss and lick down your neck to your sensitive spot that he knew you loved so much.

“what’s up, baby?” he mumbled, inserting the tip of his finger into your hole, making your leg twitch.

“i want to… god… i want to touch you,” you whispered breathily, reminding him that you wanted to give him a handjob.

“sure thing, baby,” he smirked, turning you both around so that he lied on the edge of your bed, grabbing a pillow for your knees.

you happily accepted the pillow, kneeling in between his spread legs. your mouth watered as you looked towards the huge bulge in his jeans that was definitely causing a little discomfort for your boyfriend — so you had to help him get out of them. starting with his belt, you unbuckled it and pulled it through the loops of his jeans. as you were unfastening the button, haechan leaned on one hand, the other caressing your face and tucking your hair behind your ear, eyes staring down at you with both passion and lust.

removing his pants and throwing them behind you, you stared at the wet spot on his grey boxers. you leaned forward to his clothed member and pressed your tongue to the spot, haechan hissing at the sensation. you’re sure that the wet spot had been forming for quite some time considering how big it was and that made you even more eager to have him in your mouth. as soon as you discarded his boxers, you wrapped your manicured hand around his thick cock and squeezed his base gently.

you leaned forward again, taking his head into your mouth and sucking lightly as you moved your fist up and down slowly. this definitely had an affect on haechan, having him groan as soon as you touched him, running his hands through your hair. you then moved your mouth off of his head, flattening your tongue on his member and moving it in time with your hand, which drove him absolutely crazy.

“baby,” haechan groaned. you hummed in response, looking up at him with doe eyes. “let me take a picture, please?”

you licked up his cock once more, kissing his tip before answering, “you know the password to my phone,” winking in his direction before returning to suck his cock.

haechan reached for your phone nestled in your pillows, unlocking the device and going straight to the camera. he pointed the phone towards you, making sure that your red and black nails were in view. you with his head in your mouth, your tongue in his slit, your hand spreading his pre-cum along his length, even a little video of you licking up his cock. upon looking through the contents in your phone, he noticed even more photos and videos of you while he was on his way to your place that you hadn’t sent. that drove him passed sane levels, putting your phone on your bedside table and tapping your chin. “i need to fuck you now.”

surprised by his sudden words, you felt your cheeks heat up, but that didn’t stop you from standing up to sit on his thigh, pressing your lips to his in a hot kiss. as he made out with you, he removed your bra before setting you down at the head of your bed to then take off your soaked panties. kissing you one more time as he aligned his head to your hole, moving it along your folds ever so slightly.

“condom or no?” he asked before pressing kisses to your chest, sucking a nipple into his mouth. he knew that you were on the pill, but he always asked just in case you wanted something different.

“no,” you answered, elongating the word slightly. “i want to c—cum on your cock and then i want to jerk you o— fuck… off until you cum all over my hands.”

“perfect,” he smirked as he inserted himself into you easily because you were so wet already.

you were already losing it when his length began moving in and out of you, his hips moving at fast speeds from the get go. you had both been on the edge for half an hour, it was a surprise that you were both still holding onto the edge for a few more minutes just to feel even better than you both had already been feeling. all that could be heard in your bedroom were the moans and groans coming from both of your lips when you weren’t passionately kissing each other and the wet sounds of your pussy created by his member.

“haechan! i’m s—so close!” you exclaimed, gripping his forearms as your legs began to twitch, moaning uncontrollably as you came on his member.

he stilled for a moment as you came down from your high until you removed one of your hands from his forearms, reaching for him once again. you gasped as he pulled his still erect member from your tight walls, quickly using your juices to jerk him off. he lasted roughly 10 more seconds before painting your hands and stomach white with his cum, leaning down to kiss you until he was dry, kissing you until you both had to take deep breaths.

he waited until you sunk into your pillows to leave for your bathroom to get a damp cloth to clean both of you up. he grabbed his shirt from the floor and collected two of his boxers from his drawer in your closet before sitting next to your limp body, cleaning the insides of your thigh, your folds and your stomach before pulling you up by your arms to dress you in his shirt and boxers.

“hmm, that was certainly the best fuck of my life,” you hummed in content, pressing a kiss to his lips before he gently let you fall back onto your mattress.

“i’ll get in bed soon,” he smiled down at you, squeezing your hand before standing up to put on his own boxers and collecting all of the discarded clothes and throwing them into your hamper. he made his way to his side of your bed, making a mental note that he must not forget to do the laundry to clean your sheets.

“do you have any pg pictures of your nails?” haechan chuckled as he situated himself next to you, remembering that jisung had wanted to see a picture of your nails.

“later,” you mumbled, resting your hand on his bare chest as you cuddled into his side.

he admired your nails as you began to doze off, tracing lines along your hand. “glad i chose red and black.”

“it’s not that, you idiot!” haechan grunted, throwing a pillow at jaemin’s head causing him to break into a smile.

“i’ll join the three of you in a four-way,” jeno added, laughing as he dodged an empty water bottle that was thrown at him.

“it’s not about sex!” haechan exclaimed. “and isn’t it a little bit early to be thinking about sex anyway? go touch some grass.”

“but if i may bring it back to sex briefly?” chenle questioned, waiting for haechan’s approval. curious, he nodded towards chenle. “realistically, if haechan were to engage in a three-way with (y/n), they would choose one of her besties or mark.”

haechan raised a brow at his anecdote, but he didn’t raise his arm with the closest object in vicinity which made chenle very happy. “ah-ha! i’m right because haechan didn’t throw anything at me! haechan would only consider mark to — ow!”

mark walked behind chenle and smacked his head lightly before sitting on a chair. “what’s this important decision?”

“(y/n)’s getting her nails done and she wants my input on the colours,” haechan explained.

“oh! that’s big!” jisung hollered.

“really? you think so?”

“yeah,” renjun chimed in. “for her i recommend dark, warm colours.”

“thanks,” haechan smiled gratefully towards his artsy friend before returning to his phone, “i already had colours like that in mind anyway.”

“okay, now that we’re done with haechan,” jaemin stated, smacking said friend's chest lightly, “let’s get back to talking about three-ways. i would personally choose jeno as my third party.”

“we know.”

haechan [11:32]: i’m back babe

haechan [11:32]: i think black and red would look so great on you ❤🖤

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:32]: damn, i was getting worried about you lol, what took so long?

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:33]: also ty 💞

haechan [11:33]: peanut gallery meeting

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:34]: ahh 🤭 very serious i bet

haechan [11:34]: talking about threeways

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:35]: serious 😌

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:35]: btw, have you spoken to mark about that 😈👀

haechan [11:35]: i will….. but later….. they all think i would pick him

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:36]: well it’s not just you choosing hon 👀

(y/n) 🌻💖 [11:36]: anyway, i’ve got to get ready for my appointment, see you later?

haechan [11:36]: of course 🖤

you smiled to yourself as you sat in your favourite technician’s seat. “what’s the vibe today, bestie?” she asked you as she prepped your nails for the removing of your current set.

you raise your brow as you look towards her. “sexy.”

it was just over two hours when haechan felt his phone buzz. considering the amount of time that had passed, he assumed you had just finished getting your nails done and were texting him an update. he finished his round of call of duty before handing the controller to jisung to play in his place so he could respond to you.

(y/n) 🌻💖 [13:57]: when are you coming over……?

he smiled triumphantly at the fact that you were so eager for him to come, replying back to you as soon as he finished reading your text.

haechan [14:02]: baby 😏 i’ll be there as soon as i’m done with the boys

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:03]: but i want to show you my nails 🥺

haechan [14:03]: you can just send a picture now, i’ll see them later

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:03]: okay hon 😛💅

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

haechan was anticipating the picture of your nails — especially since he had chosen the colours. you sent him a selfie with your hands holding your chin, your middle finger lightly pulling your bottom lip lower. he liked the picture — in fact, he loved the picture. it was just unlike previous manicure updates where you would usually just take a picture of your hand. but he thought you looked very hot in the picture, hot enough that he was sure his ears were a shade of red.

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:04]: you like?

haechan [14:04]: they’re very sexy baby - just like you 😏

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:04]: want another pic?

he tilted his head in confusion. usually, you would just send him however many pictures you wanted. despite his confusion, he responded positively, awaiting your next picture.

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

haechan gulped when he received your message. your next selfie only included three of your newly painted nails — your other two being sucked into your mouth. despite the fingers in your mouth, he also noticed the change in your make-up — earlier it had been your everyday, cute look, now you had your date night make-up on.

before he could even think of a response to the second picture, you sent him another and he had to immediately lock his phone in fear his friends may see it. this time you had your fingers wrapped around your neck and he definitely noticed your lack of a shirt, causing all of the blood to rush from his ears to his cock.

he felt a light slap to his knee, looking up from his locked phone to mark who had just finished his round of call of duty. “you good?”

“yeah,” he breathed out, getting up. “just going to get a glass of water.” he quickly got up from the couch and retreated to the kitchen, being extremely mindful of his slowly hardening boner.

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:06]: it feels nice to have my hands around my neck, but i can definitely think of a pair of hands i’d replace it with

“fuck,” he whispered, draining the contents of his glass very quickly.

haechan [14:08]: baby, why 😩😩😩

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:08]: i’m just very appreciative of my boyfriend who chose such nice colours for me to work with ❤🖤😉

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

(y/n) 🌻💖 [14:09]: very, **very** appreciative

haechan couldn’t bear to open the newest image you sent him; he was already grinding against the kitchen counter at this point. but he couldn’t resist it any longer. he opened it and he knew he was a goner, heading straight for the bathroom to release himself from his jeans. in the picture he could no longer see any of your nails because you had them inside of new black and red lingerie — new, wet black and red lingerie.

he hurriedly made his way to the bathroom, passing the boys who had questions for his rush. “that water went right through me!” he chuckles half-heartedly, opening and accidentally slamming the door closed, pulling his jeans and his boxers down to his ankles before gripping his hardened length with a sigh of relief.

(y/n) 🌻💖[14:11]: i hope you’re by yourself hon 😉 incoming!

🎥 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT A VIDEO

haechan took a deep breath before opening the video and pressing play, making sure the audio wasn’t loud enough to be heard through the bathroom door.

“haechan!” you exclaimed through the video, pointing your camera to the floor length mirror in your red-lit room. you were knelt on the floor, legs spread in your new lingerie.

“i’m very happy with the colours you suggested,” showing them off in the video, “so happy that i even purchased a new little outfit.” you then traced your free hand down your body, lightly tracing the skin from your breasts, down your stomach, and finally down where haechan oh-so desperately wanted to be. “i hope you don’t mind that i broke them in before you came today,” you moaned quietly as you inserted your hand into the panties. he only quickened his pace slightly at your sounds of pleasure.

“i’ll send you a picture now, hmm,” you informed him playfully, bringing your phone closer to your pussy, the picture you sent him before coming to mind, “but before i do…” you say as you as you remove your glistening fingers from your lingerie, pushing the material to expose your wet lips. “so wet... all for you, hon,” you smirk, bringing the camera to your face and sucking on your fingers before the video ended.

“fuck, fuck, fuck,” haechan groaned as he used his pre-cum to spread along his length, moving his fist faster with every second. he closed the video only to see you sent him more attachments.

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

📣 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT A VOICE NOTE

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

📸 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT AN IMAGE

he first observed the pictures as it was only a simple click, and he had no idea how it could get any sexier than it already was. the first picture must’ve been taking after the one just before because this time he could see your glistening pussy in all its glory, your fingers lightly tracing over your folds. he felt his cock twitch in his hand as he imagined your whole body shivering as you teased yourself. he swiped to the right to view the next image and he had to bite his bottom lip to prevent his moan from being heard. you had gotten up from the floor and were sitting in front of your mirror, legs spread and tits out. he had to prepare himself for the last remaining picture, swiping right to see your breast up close, pinching your hardened nipple in the process. he swiped down on the last image quickly, eager to listen to the voice note.

“mmm, haechan,” you sighed, breath hitching in the process. “i wish i — i wish i could see you right now. i bet you excused yourself for whatever lame reason you made up just to touch, just to… just to leave a little bit earlier so you can come over sooner. i miss your touch, hon.”

the voice note ends and he sees that you’re already making another voice note, but he first has to send you a little something of his own. he has been missing in action from the conversation for the past 10 minutes, the only reason you would know he’s been looking at your messages would be because his read receipts were on. but your voice note said that you wished to see him and he was about to deliver.

getting into the camera, he scrolled through the settings until he found the video, pressing the red button instantly as he aimed the camera towards his throbbing cock. “baby,” he groaned deeply, his fist moving slowly up and down to tease you as well as himself. “the second i’m done here, i’m going over to your place and i’m going to give you the best fuck of your entire life.” he ended the video and quickly sent it off to you, a mere seconds before you completed your voice note and sent it to him. he smirked as he anticipated your response to his little video, but he now needed to listen to your voice note.

the very first thing he heard was the obscene noises of your fingers going in and out of your tight hole, your moans and sighs softened by the noise — he was sure he was about to pass out. “i can’t wait until you get here channie, i’m going to—” the sound of you getting a message interrupts your speaking. “hmm, if it isn’t my m.i.a. boyfriend sending me a message finally, after 10 — fuck.”

🎥 (y/n) 🌻💖 HAS SENT A VIDEO

quickly opening the video, the first thing he sees is you finger fucking yourself, your phone propped onto your pillow so he could only see your pussy. he almost cums on sight, but he restrains himself; he wants to finish this video, cum and then leave. all you do is moan and groan in the video, but he can’t help but find it hot, finds you hot. and when he sees your legs twitch, your fingers still and you take in deep breaths, that’s when he finally lets himself cum all over the bathroom floor. he leans against the toilet, taking in deep breaths as he waits for the video to finally end.

he sees you bring your phone up to your fucked out face, post-orgasm smile on display. “haechan.”

“yeah,” he sighs, even though you can’t hear him.

“get here soon, because i want to wrap my beautifully manicured hands around your big, fat cock right now.”

and that’s all it takes for haechan to pull his pants up, tuck himself into his underwear and chaotically clean the bathroom before he exits — probably not doing a very good job at it.

“you alright?” renjun asks as haechan puts his shoes on.

“yeah, terrific, just got to pick (y/n) up from her nail appointment,” he states, smiling through the exchange because he’s about to have the best sex of his life.

“okay,” he shrugs, returning to the video game.

“take a picture of her nails, i want to see them!” jisung exclaims as haechan opens the door.

“trust me, i will be.”

haechan [14:23]: leaving rn 😈🍆🍆🍆

haechan carefully parked his car across the street from your apartment before racing to the entrance. he was sure that he would receive a ticket in the mail considering he turned the 20-minute drive from your building to mark’s place into 12 minutes, but he couldn’t care less — he just had to be inside you. he even took the stairs two at a time to your apartment as opposed to the elevator because he couldn’t afford to wait for it to reach the ground floor.

reaching your floor, he sped walked to your door, selecting your key from his keychain and unlocked your door. upon entering your apartment, he put his discarded belongings at your closed front door, taking off his clothes as he made his way to your bedroom — shoes and socks down your entrance hallway, his jacket thrown onto your couch and his shirt was left just outside your bedroom door, opening it up to see you circling your sensitive bud in the direction of the door, moaning softly.

“holy shit,” haechan softly spoke, admiring you — especially your dripping pussy, your juices all over your lingerie, your fingers, the insides of your thighs and your bedding.

“that was fast,” you moaned, sitting up to look into his face, biting your lip at the sight of your boyfriend in only his pants. “excited, are we?”

“of fucking course,” he growled, jumping on your bed to immediately hover over your partially naked body, inserting his tongue to kiss you messily, quickly replacing your hand with his own, causing you to instantly whimper into his mouth.

“h—haechan,” you gasped when he began to kiss and lick down your neck to your sensitive spot that he knew you loved so much.

“what’s up, baby?” he mumbled, inserting the tip of his finger into your hole, making your leg twitch.

“i want to… god… i want to touch you,” you whispered breathily, reminding him that you wanted to give him a handjob.

“sure thing, baby,” he smirked, turning you both around so that he lied on the edge of your bed, grabbing a pillow for your knees.

you happily accepted the pillow, kneeling in between his spread legs. your mouth watered as you looked towards the huge bulge in his jeans that was definitely causing a little discomfort for your boyfriend — so you had to help him get out of them. starting with his belt, you unbuckled it and pulled it through the loops of his jeans. as you were unfastening the button, haechan leaned on one hand, the other caressing your face and tucking your hair behind your ear, eyes staring down at you with both passion and lust.

removing his pants and throwing them behind you, you stared at the wet spot on his grey boxers. you leaned forward to his clothed member and pressed your tongue to the spot, haechan hissing at the sensation. you’re sure that the wet spot had been forming for quite some time considering how big it was and that made you even more eager to have him in your mouth. as soon as you discarded his boxers, you wrapped your manicured hand around his thick cock and squeezed his base gently.

you leaned forward again, taking his head into your mouth and sucking lightly as you moved your fist up and down slowly. this definitely had an affect on haechan, having him groan as soon as you touched him, running his hands through your hair. you then moved your mouth off of his head, flattening your tongue on his member and moving it in time with your hand, which drove him absolutely crazy.

“baby,” haechan groaned. you hummed in response, looking up at him with doe eyes. “let me take a picture, please?”

you licked up his cock once more, kissing his tip before answering, “you know the password to my phone,” winking in his direction before returning to suck his cock.

haechan reached for your phone nestled in your pillows, unlocking the device and going straight to the camera. he pointed the phone towards you, making sure that your red and black nails were in view. you with his head in your mouth, your tongue in his slit, your hand spreading his pre-cum along his length, even a little video of you licking up his cock. upon looking through the contents in your phone, he noticed even more photos and videos of you while he was on his way to your place that you hadn’t sent. that drove him passed sane levels, putting your phone on your bedside table and tapping your chin. “i need to fuck you now.”

surprised by his sudden words, you felt your cheeks heat up, but that didn’t stop you from standing up to sit on his thigh, pressing your lips to his in a hot kiss. as he made out with you, he removed your bra before setting you down at the head of your bed to then take off your soaked panties. kissing you one more time as he aligned his head to your hole, moving it along your folds ever so slightly.

“condom or no?” he asked before pressing kisses to your chest, sucking a nipple into his mouth. he knew that you were on the pill, but he always asked just in case you wanted something different.

“no,” you answered, elongating the word slightly. “i want to c—cum on your cock and then i want to jerk you o— fuck… off until you cum all over my hands.”

“perfect,” he smirked as he inserted himself into you easily because you were so wet already.

you were already losing it when his length began moving in and out of you, his hips moving at fast speeds from the get go. you had both been on the edge for half an hour, it was a surprise that you were both still holding onto the edge for a few more minutes just to feel even better than you both had already been feeling. all that could be heard in your bedroom were the moans and groans coming from both of your lips when you weren’t passionately kissing each other and the wet sounds of your pussy created by his member.

“haechan! i’m s—so close!” you exclaimed, gripping his forearms as your legs began to twitch, moaning uncontrollably as you came on his member.

he stilled for a moment as you came down from your high until you removed one of your hands from his forearms, reaching for him once again. you gasped as he pulled his still erect member from your tight walls, quickly using your juices to jerk him off. he lasted roughly 10 more seconds before painting your hands and stomach white with his cum, leaning down to kiss you until he was dry, kissing you until you both had to take deep breaths.

he waited until you sunk into your pillows to leave for your bathroom to get a damp cloth to clean both of you up. he grabbed his shirt from the floor and collected two of his boxers from his drawer in your closet before sitting next to your limp body, cleaning the insides of your thigh, your folds and your stomach before pulling you up by your arms to dress you in his shirt and boxers.

“hmm, that was certainly the best fuck of my life,” you hummed in content, pressing a kiss to his lips before he gently let you fall back onto your mattress.

“i’ll get in bed soon,” he smiled down at you, squeezing your hand before standing up to put on his own boxers and collecting all of the discarded clothes and throwing them into your hamper. he made his way to his side of your bed, making a mental note that he must not forget to do the laundry to clean your sheets.

“do you have any pg pictures of your nails?” haechan chuckled as he situated himself next to you, remembering that jisung had wanted to see a picture of your nails.

“later,” you mumbled, resting your hand on his bare chest as you cuddled into his side.

he admired your nails as you began to doze off, tracing lines along your hand. “glad i chose red and black.”