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“how about the pepero game?” kai suggested, earning varying kinds of stares from the group.

for the last ten minutes or so, you and the boys had been bickering in kai’s living room about which game was next to tackle on your game night list.

you had already exhausted all the games kai had on his switch, as well as almost half the board games he found tucked away under his bed. you were on a roll, and had no means of stopping quite yet; but there was no remaining game that anyone could agree was exciting enough to satisfy your boredom.

that was until kai piped up amongst the chatter, anyway. taehyun gave him a blatantly disgusted look, his brows furrowed and his eyes widened slightly, while yeonjun and beomgyu immediately jumped at the idea with loud agreements and wide smiles. they had gotten a few drinks in them by now, it was only a matter of time before they got reckless.

you, however, were nervous. the point of the pepero game was to make the stick as short as possible, but the real reason people played it was just to see how close two people could get to kissing. that wasn’t exactly what made you so nervous, the thought of a near-kiss actually didn’t phase you. you saw your relationship with the guys as entirely platonic, nothing more than friends – at least, for all but one of them.

a few months ago you started developing some sort of feelings for soobin, a tall, handsome, and sweet character, and it’s only been growing and festering ever since. it started with small fleeting moments of adoration, just letting your gaze linger for an extra second or smiling softly when he entered a room.

you realized you might have felt something real for him when you anxiously wanted to be around him, even though your heart would pound if you got too close. eventually he became all you could think about, your thoughts filled with fantasies of what it would be like to feel his embrace, his lips on yours. to feel his one of his large hands on your hips, the other wrapped so firmly around your neck.

god. that’s why you were nervous – even with the slimmest chance that the two of you would be paired together, what would you even do? how were you supposed to control yourself?

you laughed along with the guys for now, but your gaze quietly shifted over to soobin, sitting quietly on the other side of the room.

your heart jumped.

your eyes met, and neither of you looked away.

at first, you were just testing him; trying to figure out if it was just a coincidence or you had caught him staring. you got your answer when his dark eyes didn’t flinch when you looked at him, his expression calm and composed even though you felt like your heart was about to leap right out of your chest.

you could only take so much before you looked away, turning your attention back to the rest of the group in a daze. why was he already staring at you? why did he look so calm? what was he thinking?

“then who wants to go first?”

yeonjun’s voice grounded you in reality again, your mind suddenly coming back into focus. you didn’t even notice how the some guys had joined you on the floor, sitting in a circle, or how kai had opened a couple of boxes of pepero, keeping one for the game while dispersing the others.

“we’ll go first.”

your eyes immediately flicked to soobin at the sound of his voice, your heart sinking deep into your chest as your eyes met once again. he took on of the sticks from kai’s hands, slowly standing from the couch and making his approach.

he chose you.

the loud cheers and and laughter that came from the rest of the group was drowned out by the onslaught of thoughts that came flooding into your mind. half of you was convinced that he would make it quick, only opting to have you as a partner since you were close, and probably more bearable to work with than anyone else.

at the same time, you couldn’t help but feel that nervousness settle back in. what you thought was a slim chance of happening was now becoming a reality, and you already felt the heat rising into your cheeks before he was even within two feet of you.

as he knelt down in front of you, his eyes never left yours. his expression was still serious at first, until his eyes flicked down to your cheeks. the corners of his lips tugged up into a small smile, and immediately you knew you were caught. you silently prayed that the other guys were too drunk to notice your embarrassed flush, too.

soobin lifted the stick in his hand to your mouth, his smile widening.

“here, take it.”

your heart fluttered, eyes never looking away from him as you silently obeyed. his hands reached out to gently grip your shoulders, his warm hands sliding ever so subtly up the sleeves of your t-shirt so that he was touching your skin.

“just go already. your score is gonna get beat anyway.” yeonjun chirped, but you were far to enveloped in soobin’s gaze to listen.

“i wanna take this seriously, actually. do you think i’m playing to lose?” soobin looked away from a moment, shooting a grin towards yeonjun before immediately turning back to you.

before anyone else could complain, soobin turned his head and slowly started biting down on the stick you were holding so tensely between your teeth, not being able to stop yourself from squeezing your eyes shut. you wished for something like this, maybe even dreamt about it.

his face mere centimeters away, large hands holding you still as he drew his lips closer to yours; but you didn’t want this. you wanted to be alone, to have him to yourself. you didn’t want anyone else to see how easily you lost yourself in his touch.

you felt the weight between your teeth become lighter and lighter, your heart pounding at the thought of just how close soobin would already be if you opened your eyes. but you kept them shut, hands clasped tightly in your lap as you desperately wished that you two were alone. you wished that he could stop being so polite and proper for the sake of the game, your desperation only getting worse as you felt soobin’s hot breath against your lips.

you thought maybe he would really do it, maybe he would close the distance and secretly wanted the same thing you did.

but you were sorely disappointed when his breath disappeared and he pulled away, your eyes opening wide as soon as he did. you watched as soobin held up the stick to the ruler in yeonjun’s hands, a proud expression washing over his features as he turned back towards you, hand shooting into the air.

“1.2 centimeters. not bad, right?” he beamed.

you agreed, suddenly breathless.

did he have any idea what he did to you?

that question haunted you for the rest of the night as the boys satisfied their dopamine craving with a couple more rounds of the pepero game, followed by a couple more rounds of drinks between yeonjun and beomgyu. it was only when they started getting out of hand that kai cut the night short, fearing for the cleanliness of his apartment, taehyun taking on the burden of driving them both home.

with taehyun now in charge of babysitting two drunk men and kai busy cleaning up the mess they left behind, you figured the best plan of action was just to call a taxi. you didn’t live far, so whatever the fee was wouldn’t be too much of a hassle to pay. as you stepped out of kai’s apartment building and into the street, however, a tall, familiar figure waited for you.

“y/n- you’re not actually gonna call a taxi, are you?” soobin’s eyes watched you carefully as they landed on you. the way you perceived those eyes, the way the looked at you and met yours so carefully, was utterly distorted now. all you could think of now when he looked at you was the way he stared you down earlier that night, holding the stick to your lips and shamelessly asking you to just take it.

“it’s no big deal, it’s not like i have to go that far.” even though you didn’t want to, you tore your eyes away from soobin, eyes searching the city streets instead.

“there’s not many drivers around at this hour, though. it’s cold, and it’s getting late.” you could feel soobin still watching you, the sound of his car keys jingling filling the otherwise quiet air.

“let me drive you home.”

you didn’t make any snappy movements. you didn’t flinch or flick your head up at the sound of his words. you just stared blankly at the other end of the street as your heart fluttered, head slowly turning up to finally look at him again.

“you don’t have to, really. you live in the other direction, anyway-”

“please. i insist.”

there was something different about the tone of his voice. something spilled out, something that was overflowing and threatening to unravel, even though he seemed to be doing such a good job with keeping it in check.

or maybe your delusions were getting the better of you. maybe your feelings for him were twisting reality, and you were starting to ignore the facts just to believe what you wanted.

logic was telling you that soobin had given you a ride home several times in the past, and this was just him worrying about you as your friend – but your feelings were telling you that this was a chance you couldn’t pass up.

“okay, okay.” you smiled, following him to his car. “let’s go.”

the first few minutes of the car ride were silent. not uncomfortably so, but part of you still felt tense, somehow. there was an inkling of a thought pacing back and forth in your head, making you wonder as you glanced over at soobin.

god, he was beautiful. the slight curve of his nose, his pouty lips, the pale glow on his skin. the way his jacket accentuated his shoulders, the way his hand so leisurely held the bottom of the steering wheel. if you focused hard enough, you could smell the faint scent of his cologne spreading through the air, filling your lungs and clouding your senses.

you wondered: were you really imagining things, or did he feel it too?

“i didn’t make you uncomfortable, did i?” soobin asked, glancing briefly at you. “during the pepero game.”

“no, not at all.” your mouth went a bit dry as you spoke, the question catching you off guard. “why do you ask?”

“you just seemed so tense. your cheeks were flushed and you were gripping your hands so tight your knuckles turned white. you know, you could’ve said no if you didn’t want to do it.” he chuckled lightly, but there was a sense of worry evident in his voice.

“oh, that?” you looked back out the window, mentally scolding yourself for making yourself so obvious. the worst part is that he interpreted your tension in the complete opposite way – you wanted it. in fact, you didn’t get nearly enough of it. if only the other guys weren’t watching it all happen, maybe you could have made that clearer.

“sorry, if that’s how it came across.” regaining your composure, you looked back over at soobin. “i was just nervous, that’s all. it kind of awkward doing that while everyone was watching, don’t you think?”

soobin grinned, letting out another light laugh, “definitely. but it was kind of fun, wasn’t it?”

you smiled to yourself, but couldn’t help but feel a sense of dread settle in your stomach. the way he talked about it was so casual, as if his breath against your lips and his hands so carefully holding your frame was a normal occurrence – but it wasn’t normal, not to you. didn’t he see that? didn’t he notice how hot he made you feel?

“soobin.” his name slipped out from your lips before you could even stop it. there was so much you wanted to say, and all the words you had been working so hard on keeping under wraps were threatening to burst right then and there.

he hummed in response, and from the corner of your eye you could see him periodically glancing over at you. he was waiting for you, like he was asking you to continue, and for some reason you wanted nothing more but to make it happen for him. you submit, each and every one of your secret thoughts beginning to spill out one by one, his gaze making you too weak to stop it.

“i was nervous, and it was because everyone was watching,” you paused, trying to swallow the dryness in your throat, “but i.. i wanted it, you know. i wanted to kiss you.”

the couple of seconds of silence that followed your words seemed to stretch out for hours. you could’ve sworn that you felt the air in the car shift, turning tense and heavy, the weight of it nearly suffocating you. your mouth opened as you rushed to reverse the damage, but the words died in your throat as soobin spoke up first.

“really?” he asked, though there was a certain softness to his words. there was a smile in his tone, and as you looked over at him, you could see how the corners of his mouth seemed to lift after your confession. it made your head spin.

“well-” originally, you were going to take it all back, snatch your words right out of the air and bury them somewhere not even you would remember; but that damn smile of his was urging you to keep going. “yeah, really. and you seemed so competitive that i thought maybe you would really do it, even if it was just for the game. but you pulled back last second.”

a few more seconds of silence, then soobin spoke again, “the guys wouldn’t have stopped talking about it if we did. i couldn’t do that to you.” he chuckled, and so did you. he had a point.

“but i was nervous, too. i think that’s why i ended up pulling back, it felt like my chest would explode if i didn’t. but i wanted it, too.”

..he wanted it, too?

the subtle beat of your heart started to pump harder within your chest, so excited by the mere words soobin was speaking that it flipped and turned every which way. your eyes didn’t turn away from him; they watched and studied his expression, and that’s when you caught it.

the pale red shade that rose into his cheeks, making him adjust himself in his seat and nervously fiddle with the steering wheel. he was just as nervous as you were.

your voice softened as you carefully tread the conversation, fearing that one wrong choice of words could shatter all the progress you’ve made.

“do you still want it?”

your eyes locked for a second, only a second, but that was enough to get a glance into him. you saw the way his eyes widened every so slightly, like he wasn’t expecting you to ask such a question. but with the way that rosey flush spread into his ears, his mouth shifting as he bit the inside of his cheek, you could tell he liked it.

the car came to a slow as soobin skillfully pulled in front of your apartment building, one hand pulling off the wheel to put the car in park. finally, he looked over at you properly. the nearby streetlight shone through the windshield, illuminating his features perfectly. you could finally look into his eyes again, watching his gaze soften and seem to sparkle slightly in the light.

“even if i say yes, how will i get it?”

his question made your heart skip a beat. there was a shift in his tone; it became a bit curious, a bit suggestive. his eyes glanced between your eyes and your lips, and he didn’t seem even slightly ashamed when you caught him. you even noticed how he seemed to lean in just a bit closer, the scent of his cologne stronger. he wanted a certain answer from you, even if he didn’t say it.

and you were going to give it to him.

“can you stay for a bit?”

the walk to your apartment floor felt like it lasted hours, the thick tension between you two palpable. you weren’t rushing to leave the elevator or to grab your keys out of your bag to unlock your door, even though you felt like that was more appropriate than slowly and silently strolling through the hallways.

it was starting to drive you crazy – but then again, you would rather do this than do anything rash. what if he pushed back, what if he was scared away?

you pushed open the door to your apartment, soobin hovering behind you as you slid off your shoes and shrugged your coat off your shoulders. that was until, suddenly, your coat was properly lifted off your frame, your head spinning around to see soobin had taken it in his hands. he hung it on the hooks you had near your door, next to his.

but he never looked away from you. he looked at you in a similar way to earlier, in a way that nearly made your legs buckle beneath you. slowly, he approached you. your head gradually tilted up to meet his eyes, as his tilted down to meet yours.

one of his hands gently took hold of your shoulder, and you wondered if he could feel the goosebumps on your skin as he traced down your arm. he took your hand in his, while his other hand reached up to your face, gently cupping your cheek. he held you so gently, as if holding you too tightly would shatter your skin.

“is this okay?” his voice whispered into the dark, silent air. you nodded, and in response his face slowly started to draw closer to yours. unlike earlier, you didn’t close your eyes. your muscles didn’t tense and you didn’t squeeze your hands into tight fists. you watched him come closer and closer, until he stopped mere centimeters away from your face.

“this is where i stopped, during the game.” you could see a small smile grow over his features, as if he was proud. “you really want this?”

you chuckled at the fact he was even asking you that. you could feel his hot breath against your lips. the scent of his cologne flooded your senses, clouding your thoughts and dizzying your mind. you felt extra sensitive to his touch, even the slightest movement from him sending a chill down your spine. he was driving you crazy, and he didn’t even know it. that’s what made his question so ridiculous.

“more than anything.” you whispered, and his smile widened. he must have been playing with you, or he wouldn’t have looked so smug as he closed the gap between the two of you.

the feeling of his lips pressing against yours was like a sweet release, a weight being lifted off of your chest. you had wanted this for months, although they felt like years, and it was beyond anything you could have possibly imagined.

the taste of his lips was sweet, intoxicating you and getting you hooked on the flavor. he felt soft, almost fragile. he kissed you carefully, memorizing the way your lips danced and paying close attention when the rhythm changed. he leaned deeper into you, and you leaned back. your tongue grazed his teeth, and he granted you permission to enter.

without quite realizing it, the small entryway of your apartment became hot with the warmth radiating from your bodies. you felt it in your face, where soobin’s hands were touching, and especially where you wished he was touching.

the gentle kiss you two started with devolved into something hungry. needy. the hand soobin had been using to so carefully hold your face was now on the small of your back, pulling you close until there was no distance left between you.

your hands reached up from where they had been resting on soobin’s chest to instead tangle themselves in his hair. he kept leaning into you until you had no choice but to stumble back against your wall, and for a moment he pulled away. his hands moving to snake down your sides until they hooked under your thighs, lifting you up so effortlessly it sent a wave of heat straight to your core.

“where’s your room?”

his question practically knocked the wind out of you as you breathlessly answered:

“door on your right- there.”

you pointed to the door just ahead of your entry way, soobin following where your finger guided him. as he shoved the already ajar door completely open with his shoulder, he continued pressing deep kisses into your lips, the breathing between you two getting heavy and ragged.

within seconds you were being laid down onto your sheets, one of soobin’s hands supporting your back as the other pressed into the mattress, caging you in. you were waiting for him to lean down and allow you to intoxicate yourself with the taste of his lips, but for a few moments, he didn’t move. he merely hovered over you with half-lidded eyes and his pouty lips agape, waiting for something to say.

“i wanna do more than just kiss you, y/n. i want so much more..” he confessed, butterflies swirling in your stomach at his words. you knew by the lustful glint in his eyes that his intentions were sinful, naughty; but the way he spoke so softly felt so pure.

you almost felt giddy – if only that giddiness wasn’t being so loudly overtaken by a burning desire.

“i won’t stop you.” you whispered, your arms snaking around his neck as your hands found their way back his tousled hair, “i want it, soobin. i want you.”

it was only after your words that a switch seemed to flip in him, like the mutual desire between you too was finally understood. he let out a shaky exhale and dived into you, placing a kiss onto your jaw before latching onto your neck. you gasped at the sensation of sweet, gentle kisses being pressed into your skin, your neck craning to give him more space to work with.

“you smell so sweet.” he muttered between kisses, making you smile, “it’s driving me crazy.”

as soobin nipped at your neck, you did something you had been waiting so long to do: just touch him. your hands left his hair as they traced down his chest, sneakily making their way down to his waist. he was wearing a white, perfectly loose t-shirt, which gave you the perfect opportunity to slip your hands under the fabric, the ghostly touch of your fingertips barely grazing his skin. you felt him shiver, catching him gasp right beneath your ear. 

but your movements didn’t stop him as his kisses got rougher, hungrier. devolving from soft and sweet pecks into starved sucking as he marked the space below your collarbone.

one of his hands slid down your waist, taking hold of the hem of your shirt and pulling it up.he pulled back, letting out a heavy breath as he pressed kisses on your chest, then your ribs, then your stomach – you were almost sure he would have been able to feel your heart pounding through his lips.

“soobin..” you mewled as you watched him lean back, eyes trained on your center as his fingers traced the waistline of your jeans.

you watched him undo the buttons and hook his thumbs around the waistline, pulling down your jeans in one single movement. his hands every so slightly pushed your thighs up, encouraging you to spread them open. you obeyed, although your cheeks burned with embarrassment at just the thought of how soaked you probably were.

“oh my god..” he practically groaned at the sight of you, his fingers laying flat against your pussy and sliding up. you whimpered in response, shocked at just how sensitive you felt to his touch. his eyes flicked up to you.

“you have no idea how bad i wanted this, baby.” his voice shifted into a husky tone as his body moved down, getting a pathetic whimper out of you. his arms hooked around your thighs as he pulled you to the edge of the bed, firm and decisive. his expression was almost desperate, his eyebrows turned up and his cheeks flushed, as if he was on his knees to start begging you for pleasure. it made your head spin.

as his hands grabbed and pulled at the hem of your panties, carefully yet quickly taking them off and discarding them, your legs practically shook with need. his hands held your thighs and spread you open, exposing you fully to him. mildly embarrassed, you turned away, averting your eyes from the lewd scene beneath you.

it was then you felt the warm, wet sensation of soobin’s tongue lick your slit from the bottom up, ending with a small peck against your sensitive clit. you breathed out a moan, your hands reaching up and taking hold of your sheets, as if to prepare for what was to come.

“eyes on me, honey.” he requested, and without even thinking you looked back at him, completely forgetting the bashfulness that overtook you a second ago. you nearly gasped at the view beneath you, how soobin’s gaze was wide and doe-eyed, staring so sweetly at you from between your thighs.

“there you go. want you to watch me, okay?” those words and the hint of his smile was enough to make you cum right then and there, but the dream of that was quickly cut off as soobin dove into you.

he tried to be patient, he really did. he started with shy licks and kisses, like he did on your neck, but it barely lasted a minute before he was sloppily lapping at your pussy. it was like he was thirsty for it, the way he thrusted his tongue between your folds and sucked at your clit.

“s-soobin, oh my god- fuck-“ you quickly unraveled into a moaning mess, knuckles turning white as you gripped the sheets and desperately tried to keep yourself still — but it was no use. you were squirming in his grasp, your hips shyly bucking into his face as the knot inside of you grew tighter.

“god- just like that, y/n. don’t stop.” soobin groaned into your cunt, as if he was getting off on it just as much as you were. using the brief moment of separation, two of his fingers brushed against your entrance before slowly sliding their way in. you both moaned at the sensation.

“you’re so tight-“ he practically whimpered, fingers thrusting at a steady pace right into a spot that made your back arch. “are you close, huh? you wanna cum all over my fingers, baby? can you do that for me?”

his senseless rambling into your cunt on in between his tongue lapping at your clit on top of his fingers keeping you full was making you see stars. this deep, burning desire that you had for soobin had been festering for so long, and the fact that it was finally being fulfilled was almost too much for you to handle. but even as your legs shook and you moaned shamelessly into the air, you wanted more. you needed more.

“i-i need-“ you gasped between your moans, your noise barely covering the sound of soobin sucking at your dripping cunt. your hips were moving completely on their own now, shame flying out the window as you slid up and down soobin’s tongue, “s-soobin, i’m gonna-“

“give it to me,” his groans sent vibrations up your body, making you tremble, “let it go baby, please. just give it to me.”

as if on command, the tight knot that had been stretching thin within your stomach snapped at his words, a blinding euphoria completely washing over your body. every limb, every muscle of yours shook with overwhelming pleasure, your entrance desperately tightening around soobin’s fingers as they slowed. he worked you carefully through your orgasm, pulling his mouth away to rub gentle circles on your clit.

“holy shit-” you breathed out, breathless as your eyes, previously squeezed shut, carefully opened. your vision gradually came into focus as a lightheadedness settled into your skull. you felt weak, your body limp against the mattress as you realized the sudden cramping in your fingers from so tightly holding onto your sheets. you had never experienced anything like that before.

but even as the orgasm soobin gave you with nothing but his mouth and fingers left you utterly stunned, your fantasies about him never stopped at foreplay. you needed more –  and not only did you know it, but you could feel it.

the second soobin’s fingers carefully left your entrance, it was already begging for them to come back. it clasped and twitched around nothing, burning and pleading as it longed to be filled again. to be filled by him.

“god- i can’t wait-”

you gathered the strength to prop yourself up on your elbows as you looked down at where soobin had been kneeling, only to find he was already up on his feet. you felt a heat rush down your spine and fester at your core at the sight of him.

“you have no idea how bad i need you-” his words came out in breaths, “d’you even know how hot that was?”

he had already taken his t-shirt off, the subtle definition of his body practically glowing in the dim moonlight. his hands, still stained with your slick, anxiously fiddled with the buttons of his jeans before undoing them. even through the tight material of his jeans, there was an extremely evident tent in the fabric.

you felt your breath catch in your throat as he pulled down both his jeans and his boxers in one swift movement, his long, thick erection springing free.

soobin climbed onto the bed and resumed his position where he hung over you before, one hand by your side while the other slowly pumped his cock. you couldn’t help but watch as his thumb circled his flushed tip, barely able to catch the glisten of the pre-cum that he spread over the top of his shaft.

but the sight of his face made you just as hot. you met his eyes, and in an instant you recognized that you were seeing a completely different side of soobin. his face was flushed, eyes drowsy and half-open as if he was in a trance. soft pants escaped his open mouth every so often, his lips wet with a mix of your juices and his saliva.

he was needy. just as needy as you.

“do you have any condoms? where are they?” the words rushed out of his mouth, like anything that wasn’t fucking you was just a waste of time. you would have laughed if your mind wasn’t so overridden by desire.

“just forget that-” your tone hinted at a whine as your hips wiggled beneath him, your legs moving up to loosely wrap around his waist. you barely pulled him in, but you could already feel the tip of his cock brushing against your clit. you shivered at the sensation.

“wait, y/n, are you-”

“it’s okay, i promise,” you felt your heart pound in your chest, your core tighten and squeeze. your hands moved up into his hair again, your hands tangling in his locks. “just put it in binnie, please? i can’t wait either..”

although he looked like he had something he wanted to say, his hips responded first. he pushed his length against the lips of your pussy, not to enter, but just to slide up and down the wetness of it. you whimpered at the action, a combination of both impatience and sensitivity from your orgasm making you dizzy with need.

“i’m not gonna go slow. i can’t.” he said, the words phrased as a rule. a non-negotiable. “you okay with me being rough? sure you can take it?”

you rapidly nodded, biting back the pathetic sounds you so desperately wanted to make at the feeling of his length against your heat.

“tell me, baby.” he whined, “can you take it?”

your throat went dry.

“yes,” you breathed, “i can take it.”

a dazed, lazy smile spread over his features.

soobin leaned back, his large hands sliding up the back of your thighs as he spread you open wider, his eyes glued to where the two of you met. his brows furrowed and his mouth let out soft breaths as he slid over your clit just a couple more times, before pushing firmly into the heat of your entrance.

you moan in unison as just a portion of your desires are finally met, and you swear for a moment you saw stars. you could feel how tight you were around him, the massive size of him making you unbelievably full.

“fuck..” soobin let out a drawn out moan as he bottomed out inside of you, fingers pressing deep into the soft skin of your thighs. he already started to grind into you, your walls sucking him in each time he dared pull back.

“you don’t know how bad i wanted this, y/n..” he said, your heart jumping at his words. for just a moment, you debated what he said. you were shocked at the implication that he wanted this for longer than just a moment, making you wonder just how long the two of you waited before satiating a now mutual hunger.

but you couldn’t think about that too deeply yet – not when you could barely speak, let alone think about anything else but the delicious feeling of soobin steadily pounding into your burning cunt. not when the only thing that left your mouth was high-pitched moans and needy whines, occasionally interrupted by whispered swears.

you had been waiting for, dreaming, of this moment, and you were going to lavish in it.

the steady pace that soobin started at rapidly devolved into fast, desperate movements. his hips would pull almost all the way back, leaving you with nothing but the head of his cock before slamming right back into you.

he moved at a relentless pace, the lewd, merciless sound of skin slapping against skin leaving no room in the air for silence. the only thing competing with its volume was the sound of your own moans, shameless and explicit.

and amidst it all, soobin’s eyes never left yours, his head tilted to the side as he watched you fall apart beneath him. watching as your hands reached out and pawed at the skin of his arms, studying how your eyes briefly rolled back every time he hit the sweetest part of you; but, strangely, it didn’t feel like you were just being observed. you were being admired. idolized. worshipped.

“you look so pretty like this.” soobin cooed breathlessly, “so so pretty.. and so wet for me- so wet and so fucking tight-“

“soobin-“ all you could think to do was cry out his name in response. while you both seemed utterly drunk on the feeling of each other, soobin had been mindlessly rambling ever since he got the chance to touch you, while you couldn’t put together a proper sentence for the life of you.

it felt so good, almost too good, as tears stung the corners of your eyes and that euphoric tension tightened inside of you again with a vengeance. it didn’t help that all the words you tried to say to convey that message only came spewing out as fucked-out nonsense.

“you okay, baby? not too much for you, right?” soobin suddenly asked, a hint of concern in his voice despite the reckless speed of his hips slamming against yours. it didn’t seem like he could stop, even if he wanted to.

you anxiously shook your head. “n-no, please, don’t stop-“ you managed to choke out, your fingers wrapping around his forearms and tugging him towards you. he understood, leaning down and pushing your knees close to your chest with his arms in order to close the gap between the two of you.

the new angle made you see stars, and if soobin hadn’t pressed his lips passionately into yours, you knew it would have enough to rip a cry out of you.

he shoved his tongue between your lips as he rushed to get a taste of you, the quiet murmur of your mutual moaning getting muffled by it. you surrendered completely to him, letting him bite at your lips and tangle his hands into your hair.

although you succumbed to him, however, your entire body remained tense. every muscle in your body squeezed tight, especially where it was wrapped around soobin’s length. your moans became more high-pitched and whiny, your breaths in-between more ragged. your hands had found their place on soobin’s back, desperately clawing and dragging against his skin.

“i-i’m gonna fucking cum, soobin-” you mewled as soobin pulled back, resuming his previous position to tower over you, your legs spread open so obediently for him. “don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop- please don’t stop-”

your hurried blabber only encouraged soobin, each one of his thrusts hitting the deepest parts of you with a fiery passion. each one told you that nothing would be better than this. that you were ruined for any other man. that you were his.

“go ahead, baby, ‘s okay..” he said, speaking with a softness, “let me see you fall apart all over me.”

at his request, your second orgasm of the night hit you like a freight train. it was twice as intense, euphoria repeatedly striking you directly at your core before sending shockwaves down your body. you threw your head back into the pillows, stars scattered across your vision as a lewd, pornographic moan ripped from your throat. the sensation of your orgasm rippled around soobin’s cock, forcing him to breath out a drawn out moan and string of whispered curses.

“just like that, honey,” soobin’s moaned from over you, “so good.. so, so good..”

while the orgasm itself hit you twice as hard, it felt like the aftermath exhausted you ten times as much. you couldn’t control the way your legs shook in soobin’s grasp, or the way your chest steadily rose and fell in an attempt to catch your breath.

but coming down from such a high proved impossible as soobin continued to hammer into you, his pace only slowing when your orgasm made it too difficult to move.

“s-soo.. bin- wait- ‘s too much!” you cried out to him, watching through the blurry lens of your vision as he so mercilessly pounded your sensitive cunt.

“i know baby, i know..” he panted, “‘m sorry, i can’t stop- til your pussy’s stuffed full, i can’t stop-”

you were so spent already. every inch of your skin was covered in a thin film of sweat, your heart thundered relentlessly in your chest, and there was a thick scent of sex filling the air of your room. your legs felt so limp that you could barely feel them at all, the sweet sting of where soobin had dug his fingers into being the only reminder. and your head – you could have sworn that you were dreaming based on how lightheaded the rapid sense of overstimulation made you.

but, despite that, you didn’t dare stop him. you didn’t push him away or beg for a break – you laid there and took it. you let tears gather in your eyes, overstimulation wracking your body as your limbs quivered and pussy ached around soobin’s cock.

your hands found their place in your sheets once more, tightening and gripping onto the fabric as if it was somehow going to save you. and your voice, raw and ruined, knew nothing but the feeling of soobin’s name being ripped from your throat.

and he fucking loved it.

“you’re so hot, y/n, so fucking beautiful. d’you even know what you do to me? how long i wanted to pound your pretty pussy like this?” as soobin rambled on, his voice gradually became more out of breath, more desperate. his moans became whiny, high-pitched.

“needed you so bad it was driving me crazy- but you needed it too, huh, baby? did’ya wanna get pounded like this?”

his words made your head spin, a fresh wave of desire washing over your body and sending heat rushing to all the right places. he loved how he took you apart piece by piece, and you loved seeing how drunk he got on it.

“i-i needed it so bad, you have no f- fucking idea-” you cried, “it f-feels so good-”

his thrusts started to get sloppy, losing the ruthless rhythm he had started with. he fell to his elbows, his hands snaking up your arms and peeling your fingers away from the bedsheets. his hands intertwined with yours, holding your shaking frame against the mattress. 

“y/n-” soobin’s lips hovered over yours, barely able to feel his hot breath against your skin, “lemme fill you up, huh? you want it? want me to fill you up nice ‘n full?”

“p-please- give it to me, binnie. want your cum-”

as if your permission was the trigger, soobin only lasted a few more thrusts before he bottomed out inside you with a high-pitched groan, the feeling of his warm seed instantly settling into your core. the feeling of it, however, was just as much of a trigger for you, your third orgasm of the night hitting you before you could even prepare for it – and all you could do was lay there and let it.

you pressed the knuckles of soobin’s hand – which were still intertwined with yours – against your lips, barely containing any of your pathetic whimpers and moans that your ruined orgasm forced out of you. your legs squeezed around soobin’s waist in an attempt to keep still, but there was no use against the sensitivity that overtook your body.

soobin, who had buried his face into the crook of your neck, breathed out a string of soft yet forceful moans, his stilled cock still twitching within your sensitive walls. every now and then his body shook, waves of pleasure shocking his body almost perfectly in sync with you, your orgasm no doubt heightening his own.

for a few moments, the two of you laid there; breathless, sensitive, unmoving. the silence that followed one of the loudest nights of your life was one of comfort. it wasn’t weird or awkward, like you almost expected it to be, but relaxing. like you finally felt a sense of relief after the past several months of undisturbed tension.

but the stillness of the room only lasted so long, soobin being the first to move. with a sharp wince he slowly pulled out of you, his cock carefully dragging through the walls of your throbbing pussy. even as spent as you were, you missed the full feeling.

he lifted his head up, but only enough to look you in the eyes again. he studied you carefully, his gaze scanning over every detail of your expression until you realized the way it made your heart pound. his hand reached up, and you didn’t dare move as his fingers so gently brushed some sweat-soaked strands of hair out of your face.

“i meant what i said. you’re so beautiful.” he said, his voice suddenly lowered to a whisper.

you laughed at his words, your voice coming out hoarse. “really?”

“really. seriously.”

you swallowed down the dry feeling in your throat, carefully picking out the words for a question you dreaded.

“did you mean it when you said you wanted me, too? when you said how long you wanted me for?” your voice shrank, “or did you just want sex?”

the question clearly caught soobin off guard as his eyes widened, the hand still intertwined with yours tightening slightly.

“what? y/n, are you serious?” a light chuckle escaped his lips, but he knew by reading your expression that the question was genuine. his free hand reached up and cupped your cheek, his thumb grazing your skin.

“i like you. and it’s for so many more reasons other than sex.” he confessed carefully, “for so long i wanted you all to myself – and i mean it, when i say it.”

you felt butterflies swarm your stomach at his words, unable to hide the smile that spread over your features. you lean into the touch of his hand, partially hiding your face in it at the sudden shyness that came over you.

but in response, soobin turned your face to look right back at him, emphasizing the impact of his words with yet another kiss. this one was similar to the way the night started, with soft presses and sweet touches. you felt him smile into the kiss, and you smiled back, a powerful wave of sheer joy swelling in your chest. you felt complete.

soobin’s gentle smile beamed down at you as he pulled back, shy giggles being shared between the two of you.

“so.. does this make us official?” you asked bashfully, to which soobin responded with the soft drag of his hand, his fingers tracing down your chest and to your waist.

“well i’d hope so.” he grinned, moving to press a kiss onto your neck, “no way am i letting you go to anyone else. you’re all mine.”

as soobin enveloped you in his touch, his arms pulling back to snake around your waist and pull you into a warm embrace, he moved to lay on his side, properly able to pull you into his chest. your arms wrapped around his neck, your hands rubbing gentle circles onto the marks you left in his back earlier, and you could feel him relax just as much.

“i thought it was a stupid idea at first, but it’s good kai picked the pepero game, huh?” soobin muttered against your shoulder.

you grinned, “yeah, but it was only a matter of time until i got you to myself. i would’ve gone crazy if i didn’t.”

soobin chuckled into your skin, pressing on another kiss, “me too.”

within moments, as if you two had been doing it all your lives, you settled into each others warmth. an intimate silence filled the air as you laid there, the tense centimeters of distance that you had dealt with just hours ago finally being absolved into nothing.

Disclaimer: the story represented in this work does not represent Stray Kids in any way; anything described in this story and all actions performed by the characters are purely fictional, this was created just for good fun.

Sleep wouldn’t come to you. It was just one of those days. One of those where you did so much, where everything was so loud, so bright, your senses were in complete overdrive.

Your eyelids were heavy, your feet ached, and the ringing in your ears seemed to be louder than usual. Even then, sleep wouldn’t come.

You got tired of feeling your heart stammering in your chest, of your thoughts running wild and free within your exhausted mind.

Overthinking… Probably your best ally and your worst enemy at the same time, especially at times like these.

You tried your best to sleep, you really did, but it just wouldn’t come. So, once you accepted that fact, you just picked up your phone and started scrolling. 

And scrolling…

And scrolling…

And scrolling…

And of course, that only made it all worse. So you decided to break the glass on your emergency kit: Christopher. 

Throwing your covers to the side you sat down on your bed, blindly toeing the floor until you found your slippers. The floor was cold, and that had a shiver running up and down your spine as soon as your bare feet touched the tiles. You decided to ignore it, since you finally found what you were looking for. 

With your slippers securely in place, you made your way out of your room, dragging your feet all the way to Chris’ door at the other end of the hall. 

There was a faint, purple light coming from the crack underneath, it stuck out like a sore thumb in the otherwise dark hall.

Knock.

Knock.

There was no answer for a while, maybe a whole minute. It certainly felt like an eternity, to the point you weren’t sure if Chris heard you at all, but it was just as you were about to knock again that his voice came from the other side, signalling you to come in. 

Once you opened the door you were engulfed by the purple light, making you squint after so long in the dark. When your eyes focused, you saw him, hunched over his desk, typing at his laptop. He was shirtless, which made no sense considering how cold it was, but Chris was essentially a living furnace, so you weren’t really surprised at this point. It wouldn’t be the first time you’d be freezing and he’d be completely fine, he’d always tease you about it, but hopefully not tonight.

You stood by the door for a moment too long, just admiring his side profile–the shape of his nose, the curve of his lips, the length of his neck… It wasn’t until he turned his eyes away from the screen to look at you, with a soft, but tired smile on his lips, that you noticed you’d been staring, so you snapped out of it, blinking a bit and finally going into the room, closing the door quietly behind you. 

“What’s up, pup?” Chris brought his arms over his head, linking his fingers together and groaning as he stretched. You must’ve been really tired, since the sight of his defined muscles didn’t seem to affect you like it usually did, which honestly was for the better. He’d clearly been sitting at that desk for way too long–something that was, unfortunately, not uncommon. 

“Can’t sleep”, you yawned, covering your mouth with your fist only to finally bring it to your eye socket after, rubbing sleep from your eye. 

“Mm… I’ll be done in a few minutes”, Chris gave you a small smile, only returning his eyes to his laptop screen once you nodded in acknowledgement. 

The click-clack of his keyboard filled the space again, so you made your way to his bed–stone cold, you noted–and you tucked yourself under the covers, letting the sound of the keys and just the mere presence of your roommate to embrace you, to ground you. 

Because that was what Chris always did. Ground you. 

Whenever you were feeling like this, all anxious and filled with chaotic thoughts, Chris’ existence could simply ground you. 

You didn’t fall asleep, you were a bit more relaxed, though, which was a start. Eventually, you heard Chris moving, closing his laptop and groaning a bit once again as he stretched–or at least, you figured he was stretching, you couldn’t really see him, you were turned away from him, and your eyes were closed.

Chris left the room briefly, only to return a couple of minutes later and go through the motions of switching off every light in his room. 

Darkness enveloped you. You felt the covers being lifted, the bed dipped behind you, and, finally, you felt warmth.

Slinging an arm around your waist, Chris pulled you to his chest, and you all but melted in his hold. You could feel the rise and fall of his chest against your back, his toothpaste-minty breath fanning your neck, and just his entire body heat wrapping around you. 

“You okay?” He asked all of a sudden, voice but a whisper. 

You simply shrugged, taking a hold of his hand and bringing it to your chest to hold it tightly against you. “Just tired”. 

“Mm…" Chris didn’t sound too convinced. He never did in these situations, but he didn’t press any further. Instead, he moved his hand, bringing yours close to him behind you, and you felt how he pressed a soft, lingering kiss on the back of your hand. 

Returning your hand where it was, he hugged you closer, moving instead to press slow, tender kisses on your shoulder, raising goosebumps on his way. 

This wasn’t uncommon, either. Although it should’ve been. 

It only ever happened at this time, when you came to him with this problem in the wee hours of the night. 

Chris was touchy, cuddly, affectionate, he was at any time of the day. But this late, he always let his guard down, as did you, and you both always ended up here, sharing your warmth in ways that could be considered way too intimate for just roommates, just friends.

“Warm…” You mumbled all of a sudden, surprising even yourself. 

“Hm?” Each kiss lingered a bit longer than the other on your skin, each kiss moved a bit further up after the other, and Chris sneaked a hand under your vest top, finding your soft lower belly and slowly, almost absentmindedly kneading your flesh. The gesture always made you flush. 

“You’re warm, Christopher…” You replied simply, letting out the dreamiest–and possibly most pathetic–sigh you’ve ever heard. 

Chris chuckled softly behind you, pressing a kiss to your pulse point. “So are you, love…”

“Mmm…” You were turning to putty in his hands, between his tender kisses and his kneading hands all your worries seemed to be melting away, leaving only Chris and his touch in your mind. 

“You’re so soft, too… How are you this soft, baby, huh?” Chris emphasised his words by lightly squeezing your belly, making you smile.

“I like to eat… This… Renaissance body isn’t gonna… Maintain itself…” Your words were slurring, your mind was suddenly foggy with sleep, and you vaguely registered your ‘good night, baby…’

Just as you vaguely even registered Chris’ ‘sleep well, pup…’ right before you fell asleep.

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“Missed you so much Hen” Y/n moaned out, feeling Henry’s hands venture up her oversized sweater, his fingers toying with her hardened nipples. “I know baby, I know. Missed my girl so much too” He whispered back, his hand resting on her hip to help her rock back and forth, his lips continuously kissing the back of her neck.

Henry had just come back filming a new movie, and was just in time for Christmas, his girlfriend of 2 years had decided to welcome him home with an amazing homemade dinner. Feeling stuffed to the brim with food, the couple decided to settle in the living room for a nap, only when things got silent both sets of hands went wandering. Starting with Henry removing Y/n’s cotton underwear from under her sweater, and Y/n slowly grinding onto Henry’s cock behind her.

“Go on butterfly, hug onto your pillow, i’ll take care of you love” Henry said watching his girl start to claw at her pillow, hugging onto it while he thrusted his cock into her velvety walls, her warm pussy sucking him in with every force. Whimpering Y/n wrapped her arms around the plush cushion, using it to slightly stifle her moans which were slowly increasing in volume.

“You’re so big, feel you stretching me out” Y/n whispered, her other hand holding onto Henry’s arm and pulling it over to wrap around her waist; ending with him pulling her flush against his chest, their bodies perfectly moulded together. “Can I cum inside you love? Is that okay?” Henry asked feeling his cock start to get even more sensitive.

Nodding against him Y/n snuggled her head into the crook of his arm that was around her torso, feeling her orgasm start to catch up to her as well. “Need words baby”

“Y-yes, cum inside me, wan’ feel all stuffed n’ warm” Y/n said softly, whimpering when Henry’s hand slowly slid down to toy with her clit that was now poking out of its lips, all swollen and asking to be played with. Starting to rub it gently as not to hurt Y/n, Henry felt himself empty out into her pussy, both of them gasping at the new sensations.

“Gonna cum bear, real soon” Lifting up her leg, Henry started to fuck his cum back into her, feeling the juices start to spill down her thighs. “You going to keep my cum inside you butterfly? Want to keep you full of me”

Nodding her head rapidly, Y/n’s legs started to shiver and spasm, her voice sending out muffled whimpers and moans. “F-fuck baby, feel you up here” Y/n whispered pulling Henry’s hand up her stomach, her orgasm slowly washing over her as Henry just let her rock back and forth at her own pace, pulling out once she calmed down.

His hands now pulling back her hair to swoop it into a low ponytail, both of his arms wrapped around her torso to pull her even more against him. His lips kissing the shell of her ear and whispering any and everything to calm down his girl, her heartbeat rapid against the palm of his hand.

“I got you butterfly, Hen’s got you” Turning around in his arms, Henry kissed her forehead, watching her glossy eyes stare up at him; her lips graced with a sleepy dopey smile. “I wanna feel you Bear, take it off” She complained tugging at her own jumper tiredly, Henry smiling at the clingy nature of his girl.

“Okay okay” In one swift motion Y/n was now naked, her warm skin against his, her eyes watching as Henry reached over for the couch blanket sitting by their feet.

Now engulfed by the warm fabric, Henry felt Y/n’s start to grind on his cock, her pussy lathering up his length in their mixed juices. “What do you think you’re doing butterfly?”

“can you stay inside me? J-just until I fall asleep” She asked looking up at him, placing tiny kisses onto his chest, neck and face. “Of course I can baby, is’ all yours” Henry growled kissing her lips softly, their tongues meeting in a sweet sloppy kiss as Y/n guided his tip into her wet cavern. Both of them hissing out at the slight overstimulation, but breathing out once Henry had filled her to the brim. His balls just resting against her pussy as Y/n shimmied closer to his chest, her arms wrapping around his torso.

Her fingers tracing over her man’s chest, playing with the curls decorated on it, smiling contently as Henry kissed her head every few seconds and reminding her how beautiful she looked. “You have never looked so beautiful my love” “Wish could keep you on my cock forever” “ I Love you so much, my gorgeous girl”

———

you washed the dishes, tidied your apartment, scrolled through your phone, but just couldn't focus. all that could be heard was your thoughts.

as always, chan was running late. you weren't upset he was late but you were worried for him. ever since you knew him he would work to the point of no return. the members would always tell him to go home and not overwork himself, but he was a hard worker. he would stay up all night in the studio. It always worried you, but now that you were dating it worried you even more. he was yours and you were his. you wanted him to take care of himself.

you only started dating a little over two months ago. you knew each other for years, but it was never the right time and you were both extremely shy to tell the other how you felt. it naturally happened after hanging out to get food, late night talks, and you visiting him in the studio often. you both felt safe with each other, always giggling, thinking about each other, eager to learn more, and eager for more than just friendship. you finally told each other how you felt and got together.

you've been together a lot since you started dating, but these past weeks he's been extremely busy and staying at the studio later than he said he would. you were feeling a little lonely. tonight you were supposed to watch some movies, cuddle and order some takeout. however he was running late again which was becoming common. you felt lonely, but more concerned that he was overworking himself.

which is why you decided to call lee know since chan wasn't picking up.

"hey lino, how are you?", you smiled.

"hey y/n? I'm good... what do you want?" he groaned jokingly and giggled while you could hear the faint sound of meows in the background.

"always so nice to me lino," you giggled with him.

"do you know where chan is? he was in the studio when I last spoke to him and he was supposed to meet me like 30 minutes ago, but he isn't picking up." you frowned and sighed.

"last I saw he was still in his studio working on our new song. we told him to go home with the rest of us, but he insisted on finishing this tonight. I told him if he didn't stop by midnight I would hurt him so I guess its looking like I'll have to do that tomorrow," he said while thinking off all the ways he could go about this punishment.

"no need no need! I think i'm going to check up on him and bring him some food, since I know for a fact he probably hasn't eaten," you tell him in the hopes chan wont get his butt whooped by lee know tomorrow.

"yahh, don't interrupt my plans, and nope we only had lunch and since he hasn't left yet he definitely hasn't eaten yet. well... get him back to your place or home soon or else I will beat him up tomorrow for working late again," he told you.

with that you quickly said your goodbye and got ready to leave. on the way there you picked up some takeout.

now here you were, outside his studio door, with food in hand. you knocked on the door.

"channie? its me y/n," you said to no avail when nothing was said in return.

you opened the door slowly peeking your head in and saw him sitting on his chair facing the computer with headphones on. no wonder he couldn't hear you. as you opened the door he sighed heavily and took off his headphone leaning further back in his chair facing away from the door. he still hadn't noticed your presence.

"channie?," you whispered when he finally noticed you and jumped a little.

"you scared me," he said giggling and running his hand over his face to cover the embarrassment.

you put your bags down on the couch and walked over to him. he turned the chair around and opened his legs a little further and grabbed onto your waist while you went to grab his face and lean down to give him a peck on the lips. he smiled tiredly then quickly looked at the time on his watch and brought one hand up to his face sighing.

"baby, i'm so sorry. I didn't realize I was this late," he pouted to you. he looked so cute you couldn't resist, but give him another peck on the lips.

"its okay, I was more worried that you were overworking yourself and didn't eat yet. soooooo.... I brought you some food," you told him freeing yourself from him and grabbing the bag of takeout to put on his desk. the moment he saw it he gave you the cheekiest smile and he showed those dimples you loved so much.

"baby you didn't have to, I was late and lost track of time and you still do this for me, I really don't deserve it," he said pouting those cute lips again.

you giggled and put the food on his table while feeling his eyes roam your body and outfit. you were wearing sweatpants and a tight cropped tank top.

"channie you deserve the best, its really no problem," you said turning to the side and smiling at him. he melted at how cute this was and how beautiful you were.

"thankyou baby, but I still have so much I have to finish tonight," he said sighing. he then proceeded to start grabbing some food and smiling like a little kid who got sweets.

"its okay, I understand, that's why ill join you until you finish," you say smiling while grabbing some food then going to sit on the couch.

"baby, i'm probably going to be here a while, I don't want to make you be here that long all bored and waiting on me," he said while digging into his food.

"its okay channie, I don't mind and this way I'll know you wont get home too late and overwork yourself," you say smiling at him.

"okay baby, ill be right here if you need something, you're the best," he says smiling at you then proceeds to turn around in his chair to start working on his computer again while eating.

you continue eating while listening to the music and beats he's doing on the computer. he connected to the speaker so that you were included somehow while he worked. once you were done eating you proceeded to lay down on the couch and relax. after a while you got a little bored and starting watching chan work. you couldn't help, but notice how beautiful your boyfriend was no matter what he wore or did. he had on his snug black t-shirt, grey sweatpants, his chain around his neck, and how his shirt accentuated his muscles which led to his bracelet on those veiny hands with the nails painted black. you pictured those veiny hands wrapped around your throat. you quickly shook your head fast to stop thinking about those things. you were slowly getting hornier.

you weren't together that long and chan was busy most nights so you guys haven't gotten that far yet. the most you've done is make out, grind against each other on his lap, and feel each other up. you would have gone farther if changbin didn't get home earlier than he was supposed to that day and walk in on you guys on the couch. It was awkward and embarrassing to say the least. your boyfriend just looked so damn yummy tonight you couldn't help, but think of him that way. you were slowly getting sexually frustrated. you knew he would stare at your ass, get all flirty with you at times, and you might have noticed his pants were left really snug after some hot make out sessions. so you knew he was interested in more too, but you just never found a perfect moment and had the time.

he looked so good tonight and you wanted more than just pecks on the lips. so you decided to sit up from the couch and walk up behind him wrapping your arms around his neck while giving him a couple kisses on the cheek. he hummed and smiled while continuing to work. he didn't tell you anything so you continued. you gave him slower kissing on his cheek and slowly started kissing down to his neck. once you got to his neck his hands halted for a quick second but continued his work. he stayed quiet this time. so you decided to start kissing his neck and lightly sucking on it. doing it just enough, but not too long or hard to leave a mark. that's when he froze.

"baby, what are you doing?," he giggled a bit while biting his bottom lip.

"just showing you how much I missed you," you said before continuing to tease his neck a little more by licking and biting the spots you sucked on. he sucked in a sharp breath and you could swear you heard a small moan.

"baby, I missed you too, but I have work I need to finish," he told you firmly. he might have liked that a lot, but chan has a lot of self control.

"work can wait baby, you need a break, pleaseee" you said stopping what you were doing and pouted at him cutely. he smiled warmly at your reaction and gave you a peck on the lips. you both smiled fondly at each other. which then turned into another and another peck until you started kissing. It started off slowly. lips matching perfectly to each other. it was as if you melted into the kiss and it quickly got faster and intoxicating. you caught his bottom lip with your teeth giving it a little tug. he started breathing heavy and separated from your lips moving his chair around to face you. he then met your lips again and grabbed your waist. you put your hands on his shoulders and got on the chair to straddle his lap.

you started to swirl your tongue against his and got lost in the sensation. you slowly ran your hands through his hair and pulled on it. he moaned into the kiss and bit your bottom lip. he slowly started running his hands down your waist to your hips. fingers hesitant on grabbing your ass. so you took one hand out of his hair and put it on top of his and brought it to your ass. that gave him the go ahead to squeeze it and give it a little slap which caused you to moan into his mouth. you started to grind your hips against his causing you both to moan. he put both hands on your ass helping you grind harder against him. your head starting getting dizzy from the lust. he stopped kissing you and kept his hands on your ass, but took the pressure off a bit.

"baby, mhmm.... maybe we should stop, I really need to work" he grunted out while biting his lips watching you still grind against him.

"do you want to stop?," you said slowing down your hips a bit watching him for his reaction and response. he bit his lip even harder and closed his eyes looking up and sighed. you could tell he was trying to regain self control.

"things are getting a little... intense to say the least and we are in the studio baby, you don't deserve to be in this little chair," he said licking his lips and looking at you with his eyes slightly hooded.

"as long as i'm with you I could care less where we are, with you anywhere is perfect," you told him starting to pick the pace back up.

"are you sure you want to continue baby?," he said slightly gripping your ass more.

"yes baby, work can wait. I want you and I could tell you want me too," you said looking down at his crotch smirking. you could feel his hard length under you between the fabric. making you want him even more. you brought your lips inches apart, lips brushing against each other.

"fuck it," he muttered meeting your lips hungrily and gripping your ass to grind hard against him. you started rubbing your hands from his shoulders to his torso. you teasingly lifted his shirt a bit touching his abs. he shivered from the touch of your cold delicate hands. he took one hand off your ass slowly going from your waist to your boobs and gave you a squeeze before leading up to your throat to hold it on one side while detaching his lips from yours to land on your neck.

he started to suck on your neck while one hand slapped your ass hard making you let out a breathy moan. you were feeling dizzy and wanted some more. you brought your hands down to his hard length and cupped him causing him to nip at your neck. you started to rub your hand up and down teasing him. he was leaving hickeys all over your neck which you were more than okay with, but slightly irritated because you wanted to do the same, but couldn't because his makeup artists would kill him and you. he knew this and was doing it on purpose.

once you started rubbing him faster he stopped sucking your neck.

"hold on to me baby," he whispered to you while holding your thighs. you wrapped your hands around his neck and then he lifted you up from the chair and found your lips again, starting to move towards the couch. he sat down with you on top of him straddling and instantly moved his hands to your ass again. you started to tug at his shirt asking for him to take it off. he let your lips go and took off his shirt throwing it behind the couch.

your lips found each other again and you instantly went to touch his abs and bring your hands up and down feeling him up. he put his hands on your waist slightly tugging at the tank top. you crossed your hands under your shirt and took it off throwing it behind the couch. he looked at your body with such lust, hunger, and hooded eyes. he started to bring his hands to your chest and slowly rubbed your breasts through your red lace bra causing your breath to hitch.

"Is this okay baby?, if you ever want me to stop you tell me and ill stop right away," he said pausing his movement and looking you in the eyes with such sincerity and care.

"of course baby, I want this, I want you," you said biting your lip waiting for his response.

"I want you too baby," he rasped while bringing his lips to yours and then slowly trailing kisses down your neck and finally to your chest. he looked up at you while slowly licking your breasts through your bra. it was lace and see through so you were able to feel his warm wet tongue on your now hardened peaks. he brought one hand to rub your other breast before dipping into the bra and flicking your nipple causing you to moan from all these sensations. he switched breasts to give the other one the same attention. he soon brought his hand to your back near the clasp looking up at you for confirmation. you gave him a nod and that gave him the okay to undo your bra and your breasts bounced out of the bra causing him to grunt at the view.

"you're so fucking perfect," he said before latching his mouth onto your nipple. swirling his tongue, sucking, then biting it lightly. you felt your panties start to pool a bit. you couldn't take it anymore.

"baby, I need more. I want to feel you inside me," you murmured. you were normally a fan of more foreplay and oral, but you needed to feel his throbbing length inside of you. this tension has been building up for a long time. he let go of your nipple.

"say please?," he said while holding your chin up with two fingers to look at him. he had this playful look in his eyes. he loved to tease and flirt with you, but seeing you like this drove him mad. he was teasing you, but anything you wanted and asked for he would do in an instant.

"please baby, I cant sit still," you moaned waiting for his response. he kissed your neck.

"good girl, anything you want," he rasped while bringing his lips to kiss you again before tugging at your waist band and slowly putting his hand further down your pants reaching your aching wet core. you flinched a little at the touch of the exact spot you need him inside of. he slowly started to tease your folds going up and down, semi entering his fingers then rubbing, teasing, and going slow on your nub. once you moaned louder he stopped his movements.

"you're so wet. that's so fucking hot," he rasped out.

"take your clothes off. right now.," he growled into your ear.

he took his hands out of your panties that were now drenched. you got up from his lap and slowly starting pulling your pants down along with your panties. chan did not take his eyes off of you. he was eating you up. this was the first time he saw you completely naked and from this day forward he would worship you and your beautiful body.

"so fucking perfect, I think i'm the luckiest man," he whispered.

he then took two fingers and motioned for you to start coming closer to him again.

"I want you to take off my clothes, think you can do that for me beautiful?," he said while tracing your bare thighs and teasingly going near your core. he bit your lip and shook your head yes.

"I need you to use your words baby," he demanded sweetly while "accidently" brushing your core. this made you shiver.

"yes-ss," you eagerly said while bringing your hands down his chest to his waist band tugging on it. he lifted his hips to help you take them off. you took his boxers down with his sweatpants. his hard length popped out and slapped against his stomach. it was glistening with pre-cum and was thick and veiny. your mouth got watery thinking about how good he would feel inside of you.

"I want you to show me how much you missed me," he said while grabbing his wallet from his pants on the floor throwing it next to him and bringing you to sit on his lap. he was referring to the comment you made when you started this.

"but first. are you sure you want to do this? just tell me to stop and I'll stop," he said while caressing your cheek and tracing your lips.

"i'm sure baby," you told him eagerly. he then grabbed his wallet and popped a condom out. he threw the wallet on the floor and put one side in his mouth and opened it with one hand while the other was squeezing your ass. while he was getting the condom out you grabbed his hard length and spread the pre cum up and down his length causing him to grunt and moan. you started jerking him off slowly until he finally started to put the condom on his length. once it was on you found each others lips and it was the sweetest, and tastiest kiss. tongues slowly swirling.

"you ready baby?," he said while positioning you both. ready when you are.

"yes baby," you said before finding his lips. he then lowered you down his length entering you slowly. you both moaned into the kiss. you continued kissing while you adjusted to his length. you dug your nails into his shoulders starting to slowly bounce up and down.

" that's it baby, you're doing such a good job," he grunted while slapping your ass causing you to moan and start going faster. lust started taking over and you were going as fast as you could. all that could be heard in the dark room was moaning and skin on skin. he started to whisper sweet nothings in your ear while filling you up with his length. he felt so filling and so good in you. it was intoxicating. your thighs were starting to get sore from all the bouncing and starting shaking a little, but you couldn't stop, it felt so good. chan sensed this.

"hold on tight baby," he says as he stands up gripping your thighs wrapped around his waist while he's still inside you. bringing his lips to yours while gently slamming your body against a wall and pounding into you.

he was pounding into you so fast and rough you couldn't even think. It felt so good. your nerves were on fire. you started to squeeze on his length causing him to grunt and moan louder and louder as time went on. you could tell he was close with how sloppy it got, but so were you.

he then walked to over to the couch with you on top. as you were about to start riding to continue chasing your coming orgasm he lifts his thighs up forcefully causing you to fall on his chest as he brought his hips up and started slamming into you while his hands rested on your back holding you in place. the sensation of your nipples rubbing against his hard chest and his hard and long length slamming into you had your muscles tightening, back arching, and legs trembling. it felt so good and rough. you bit down on his shoulder near his neck to suppress your loud moans causing him to grunt and moan the loudest you've heard him so far. finally your walls fluttered around his length and you came. the sensation of your walls closing around him made chan cum right after you with the sexiest moan escaping his lips.

you put all your weight on him huffing and breathing hard starting to come down from your orgasm. he was also breathing hard and started rubbing small circles on your back. you both met each others eyes after catching your breath a bit and gave each other a sweet kiss that spoke words about how amazing it was. once you broke the loving kiss you remembered something and checked the time on the clock in the room.

"not to ruin the moment, but its 12:30am baby... lee know said you had to leave by 12:00am or else he was going to make you suffer," you told him.

his eyes bulged out of his head and all you could do was giggle at this moment and how far you guys came after all these years.

what you didn't know was this was only the first of many amazing nights together.

Lee know - protectiveness // aims to please

You're Minho's promise. An oath he must maintain, never harm or break - he must keep you, protect you. He wrote your name on his heart, and now the organ beats to make you happy. Everything must be perfect, safe for you, his Majesty. There's always a hand protecting the back of your head from the wall, or the top of your head from the headboard ;; there's always a pillow comfortably under your hips. He might tease you, frustrate you, make you call his name to fill his ego - but he'll never go too far. He'll never push you, no. He's so focused on your pleasure, he'll study you, learn you from start to finish, give you exactly what you want, become exactly what you crave. If he is to be the 'sword' to enter your body, he is also to be the 'shield' to protect you from battle scars.

Changbin - worship // moves your heart with words

An angel, a blessing, he'd take God's name in vain as he swears you must be a miracle. Every single thing you are, every single way you are ;; it's all perfect, heaven crafted for Changbin to whimper over. No, he can never compliment you too much. Yes, he means every single word. How can you think you're not beautiful when he's holding you, loving you, getting his oxygen from you? He kisses you as a whole, he resides in your heart through his body and words. He'll make sure you know, voice it over and over, how much he'd put on the line for you without even giving it thought. His dedication, his body, his loyalty, all yours, for you deserve them all. He won't stop talking even when his tongue tires.

Hyunjin - sensuality // traces you like a painting

How are you breathing? Hyunjin wonders, even to this day. He never thought an art piece could breathe and have a beating heart, but you proved him wrong. This is why he became an artist, he'd think. His fingers as brushes, he'd trace you - learn your colors, the perfect stroke to paint you in absolute pleasure. You're priceless, you are. But you're in his gallery now, and he will look at you, admire you, ghost his fingers and breath over you. You inspire him ;; you inspire things to come out of him. Feelings, desires, that he can't trace in color on a canvas - he can only trace them on your body, on your heart. Lovestruck, he hopes you'll always be his Muse, always be his canvas, his favorite painting to admire ;; hopes your skin will always allow the touch of his fingers, the touch of his lips, the touch of his love.

Han - gratitude // showcases overflowing emotions

Jisung rested his palms on both sides of your face, his eyes overflowing as he looked at you ;; there was too much love in his chest. He thanks you for being there. He thanks you for he cannot believe he's allowed to have you, he's allowed to let these emotions flow. He thanks you for he's at your mercy - you own his body, you own his heart. Your lips give him sweet kisses, he must thank them. Your hips rock above his to send him into bliss, he must thank them. Your hands hold him and wipe away his tears, he must thank them too. You offer him so much, he's overflowing, his heart skips a beat, his eyes flutter closed and he screams your name, his favorite word. He's skeptical anyone has ever loved a person the same amount he loves you - he begs you'll never stop taking care of him, making him feel good in the way only you know.

Felix - gentleness // a controlled lover

Love is tender, love is soft, love is made for lovers who love to love. That's what Felix thinks, at least. So that's what he must do, give you love - softly, gently, his heart and care into every kiss and touch. He could never ever harm you, no. You've trusted your body and soul into his humble arms ;; his fingers can never bruise you, graze you in a painful way. He'll scratch the bed, grip the sheets, but it can never be your skin. Your body is a temple, welcoming him in and caring for him - how could he bite the hand that feeds? Whatever you do to him, he'll hold back, he won't be greedy, he'll savor you ;; when you're on his lap, he'll hold you around, fingers digging into his own hands, teeth digging into his own lips. He vows he'll be good.

Seungmin - playfulness // is romantically funny

You're happy when you're laughing, Seungmin says. The giggle coming from you lips, holy melody to his ears ;; he must hear the song. He'll be your conductor, play around with all of your instruments - every string to be pulled, strummed, every drum to match his heartbeat. So he'll play with you, tease you. He'd promise to eat you, devour you whole, but his teeth would never touch you. He'd promise to overtake you but let himself be overtaken instead. He'd roll with you within the sheets, on the span of your carpet, dizzy, flushed and in constant laughter, for your smile kills him and then brings him back to life again. But don't misunderstand him, please - he's very serious about you, very serious about his love, very serious about your body. But the challenge, the joy, the squeal - it grants you a beauty he can't resist.

I.N - intensity // you're his only focus

Your chamber of intimacy, of secrets - it must be shielded from the outside world by spell. For when he is around you, Jeongin cannot sense it anymore, that there's anything behind the walls, behind the windows, outside the warmth of your body and the entanglement of your sheets. His eyes are on you, his hands are on you, his lips are on you. He's aware of your every inch, every move, every breath - but nothing else. He listens to the sound of your heartbeat, he takes note the taste of your lips, he observes the flush of your skin ;; and he gives you pleasure, onefold, twofold, tenfold. The idea of an outside world becomes ludicrous, for to him, there is only you. He hopes to not be a burden, to not weight you down as he decorates your shelves with his love ;; as he leaves his belongings in your chambers in refusal to go home.

-Admin Starlight ⭐