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“i just wanted to say you’re really cute and special and awesome, yeah?” pause. “ah, recently you’ve been having a hard time.. i can tell.”

this is one of the many reasons why you love joshua— it’s just, him. so you can’t be blamed when your eyes start watering.

“you don’t have to tell me anything, yeah? i just want you to know that i’m your biggest supporter. i loved you first and i’ll love you last, no matter what, y/n.”

you’re crying. joshua knows, pressing soft kisses to your forehead and slightly patting the back of your head reassuringly: “i got you.

“let’s get some rest for tonight, okay? please never hesitate to find me, talk to me, if you need me to listen..”

joshua pauses. his voice breaks off at the end of his sentence, and you can tell he’s, if not close, breaking into tears as well.

he sniffs, wiping his face with his hand.

“yeah. love you, y/n.”

you curl yourself even tighter into joshua, his warmth completely enveloping you. you whisper a quiet “i love you” in return.

“that’s my girl.”

seungcheol, your ex, mumbles into the crook of your neck between kisses.

he has you on his bed, in your little dress and lying under his large figure. he’s propped up by his elbows on either side of you, and is kissing you like there’s no tomorrow.

“so good, so good for me,” cheol whispers after he tilts your head up to press a kiss to your mouth. you let him in, let him explore your mouth to all his liking. you’ve missed every single second of this— his sweet touch, the way he loves you, every second of it.

cheol’s mouth wanders, pressing a couple kisses here and there, eventually to the point where you have to undress.

your dress is tossed somewhere onto cheol’s floor, and you’re left in just a pair of panties that you know cheol has taken a liking to. his lips find their way to your own once more, hands meeting your breasts and playing with them. “such a needy little thing for me, aren’t ya? always were.” his hand softly brushes over the fabric covering your folds, making you whimper softly; desperate for everything, everything he’s given you so nicely in the past.

“show me how much you miss me, baby,” cheol whispers in your ear right as he starts toying with one of your nipples, pinching and squeezing— and the combination of that and his wet lips going down to your neck, leaving a trail of hickeys, and his hand finding its way into your pretty panties that starts to run along your folds, rubbing your poor, sensitive clit— it’s almost too much to bear… but even more when it all leaves.

“what?” your lips part in confusion, and cheol chucked, hand holding up your jaw. “show me how much you missed me,” he flips you over so you’re straddling his thigh, hands wrapped around his neck, “how i split you apart on my cock,” you’re so wet you swear you’re leaving a spot on his pants, “how i made you cry my name,” cheol’s hands are on your hips, “but most importantly, how you were mine.” he starts getting you to ride him, obsessed with the way your tits bounce and how you look so fucked out.. but it’s sad, really, how you’re getting so pathetic from just riding his leg.

“come on, baby, i know you’re my good girl,” cheol coaxes, caressing your cheek with one of his hands while the other rests firmly on your waist. “yours,” you mumble through moans and gasps, desperately rubbing yourself against the fabric of cheol’s sweatpants, trying to get your clit in just the right spot.. but it doesn’t work, it’s not enough.

“cheol, cheol— please..” the said man merely laughs at your whines and begs. “i know you can do it, princess.” cheol starts bouncing his leg up and down to help you, and it’s just enough— you let out a final cry and come apart on his thigh, your arousal leaving your panties and cheol’s pants drenched.

“mmm.. that’s my good fucking girl.”

cheol presses a kiss to to your forehead, and another to your lips.

without warning, he flips you over, back to when you were tiny and completely under him. “wha—?” cheol slips one of his fingers inside your needy hole, starting to thrust slowly and gain a faster pace. he kisses you once more, but this time it’s slow, sensual, and sloppy all in one— you’re moaning in between kisses because of his fingers going in and out of you while cheol messily sucks on your bottom lip, saliva coating both your bottom lips as his bangs fall onto your face. cheol starts adding more fingers, your slick coating them as he pumps in and out, hitting every spot just right— and just as he did before, he pulls out.

“cheol!” you let out a frustrated whine, but he laughs at your helplessness and starts taking off his pants, his boxers— revealing his pretty, large dick that you love so much.

“want you raw.. please.” you’re igniting a flame in him— he doesn’t hesitate to shove your panties to the side, teasing your clit with his leaking tip. the action itself is almost too much to bear, you’re already soaking and you’re so needy for his cock— throbbing, puffy clit and pretty, desperate hole.. cheol doesn’t hesitate to shove his tip in. the stretch is familiar, but you can never get used to his size— you’re so small compared to him, he never fails managing to split you apart. “so tight, baby,” he moans loudly, “my pretty princess.”

when cheol fully aligns himself inside you, you’re basically seeing starts at this point. “you’re mine, fucking mine,” cheol isn’t done yet, he starts thrusting into you at a fast pace, hitting just the right spot every single time, “always were, always will be.” you whine loudly at every thrust, your legs slightly shaking from the friction. cheol’s wet lips on your neck are causing goosebumps, hair falling onto your forehead as he keeps whispering dirty, dirty words to you, telling and showing you how much he missed you.

“show me, baby, fucking cream on my cock,” cheol coaxes you, his raspy voice doing things to you. you cry out as his thrusts become meaner and rougher, and when his top kisses your cervix you completely fall apart, warm walls swallowing him as you clench and surround him with your cum.

“seems like you missed me just as much as i did.”

you both lay in silence on the bed.

“i— i did miss you, cheol, really,” you admit, still haven’t regained your breath. “i was just scared, because..”

fwb!jake who meets you at dinner with a group of friends. he’s giving you a look because you’ve just had an argument with him the day before, and haven’t talked since. you can tell he’s definitely still pissed, staring into your eyes every time his cup of beer hits his lips. he’s still staring dead in your eyes as he swallows and his adam’s apple bobs up and down, yet he’s back to normal, joking and laughing, whenever the rest of the group talks to him.

you’re trying to forget everything that happened (even if jake’s making it difficult) by forgetting he’s there, in some way— having a good time with your friends.

and then, somehow, you don’t even realize how it happened, but jake’s right next to you, replacing one of your friends. you don’t even notice until you feel his hands on your right thigh. his hands are smooth, they’re just like his voice— warm syrup, the slight breeze of fall, and salty waves moving in unison— if hands could mean so much. the cold metal of his multiple rings and bracelets shocks you, and the contrast of warm and cold does even more.

you gasp slightly in suprise, turning over to whisper a quiet what?! jake doesn’t flinch at all, still resting his hand on your leg, slightly rubbing his thumb in circles. you sigh and go back to talking, but jake stops you— he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck, hot breath fanning your neck, and whispers so soft only you can hear. “be good, angel,” he murmurs, hand moving closer towards right where you need him the most. in a desperate attempt, you rub your thighs together to ease your neediness— but jake pries your legs open, chuckling slightly. “my good girl, hm?” he leans back in to whisper. you try to protest, but right when you go to open your mouth his hand hits your core, slightly grazing your panties, causing the previously tiny wet spot on the pale blue fabric to grow larger. instead of arguing with him, you have to shut your mouth in order to not moan for jake to fuck you right then and there.

“y/n, are you okay?” one of your friends asks, bringing you back to reality, “you look.. disturbed.” of course you’re disturbed because jake’s trying to make you cum or some shit in the middle of dinner, but you manage to get some words out without moaning. “y-yeah, i’m just, uh, feeling light— lightheaded,” you reply. “i can take care of her!” jake speaks up, giving you a victorious smile. “what are you doing?!” you whisper as jake stands up, draping his expensive leather jacket over your shoulders. “taking care of you,” he whispers back, and you swear you’re going to fight this bitch when you get home. your friends are just as confused as you are when jake practically carries you out of the restaurant like a stubborn puppy— but they’re ‘secretly’ rooting for you and jake! so they let the situation unfold.

jake leads you into his car, you in the passenger seat and him driving. the first thing he says when he leans in is, “don’t wanna be good, huh?” you scoff loudly at his unearned confidence and arrogance, to which he just tsk’s at with a soft chuckle.

“angel, i know you’re mad, but ignoring me? really? i thought you died or something, not answering any of my calls,” again with the leaning in, staring at you with his gorgeous puppy eyes. “jake, you don’t have to do that stuff,” you say, starting out as a whisper only he can hear, “you don’t have to be like this, we were just having an argument..” jake breaks you off by taking your hands in his, his warmth enveloping you, large hands on your small ones.

“i know,” he rasps, “but i want to.”

you’re in a trance, because how could someone make such sweet, meaningful words so hot? in other words, you’re practically pooling— and the little teases before aren’t helping. “do you trust me, y/n?” he whispers, lips centimeters away from yours, so close you swear you feel them graze over yours. you immediately nod, “yes. yes, always, yes.” jake smiles, both hands on your cheeks as he crashes his lips in.

it’s not soft or anything, jake instantly slides his tongue in, occasionally biting down on your lower lip. it’s nice regardless though; kissing jake is always nice.

“mmf—!” you moan out after a particularly hard bite, breaking apart your swollen, saliva-coated lips from jake’s. “pretty girl,” a growl emits from his throat, hands traveling from your face down, tracing the shape of your body, and stopping at where your dress ends. at this point, you’re on your knees, facing jake, elbows propped on the armrests. he pushes your dress up, so his hands meet your bare ass, rubbing your soft skin as his lips meet yours again.

“‘m gonna make you regret being such a brat, angel,” he murmurs between kisses, “off.” he motions to the dress you have on, helping you by sliding the straps off, exposing your bare chest. “hm?” you exclaim loudly, the sudden cold air on your skin leaving goosebumps. “you don’t have to be shy around me, y/n,” jake says in the same raspy voice that’s making your pussy more and more needy for him, “nothing that i haven’t seen before.” you moan in between kisses, because how can someone have so much control over you, just from some simple words? and if it turns you on, it sure as hell turns jake on. he finally gets the dress off, sliding it down your legs. “you wore these just for me?” jake chuckles after seeing your underwear— and god damn it, why did you have to be in such a rush getting ready?— you’re wearing a set of pink lace panties and bra that jake bought you.

“so, so beautiful,” jake whispers, hands roaming all around your body, lust in your eyes. “shame that you have such a bad personality.”

“hey— i do not—!”

jake stops you (again) by practically dragging you into the back seat with him, causing you to yelp loudly. “no one but me can see my pretty girl,” jake crashes your lips together again, and this time, his hands meet your boobs, desperately trying to get your bra off. “especially when i’m fucking her brains out.”

your underwear is off now, abandoned someone on jake’s car floor. he’s laying you down on the seats with your knees on either side of him while he bends over you, kissing and sucking your boobs. he pinches your left nipple with his hand slightly, causing you to let out little whimpers as he nibbles and bites at the soft skin of your right boob. he leaves kisses in between the bites, but it’s clear his goal is to mark you— and he’s definitely achieving, leaving pink and red marks all over your body as you whine out for him.

in fact, you’re so needy for jake that you’re desperately bucking your hips up, trying to grind against his clothed cock. you’re so desperate for friction, any friction as tears start to build up in your eyes from frustration. your cunt is covered in wet slick at this point, forming a pool at jake’s seat that will definitely leave a stain. “you’re so fucking sensitive,” jake remarks, his mouth still on your skin. “calm down, pretty girl,” he’s mocking you, with a shit-eating grin on his face and his tone so dominant, sexy, raspy, it’s making you stupid.

“jae—jaeyun, i need your cock,” you manage to cry out through a chorus of whimpers and moans, “need.” you start to paw at his cock, trying to unbuckle his belt and push down his pants. you can already see the outline of it, his pretty huge cock that you’re so familiar with. “y/n!” jake groans out as you touch the fabric, and he swears he might cum from your touch, desperate for more friction. he lets out a small whimper, his dick throbbing at your touch. “remember,” he pants, swatting your hands away from his obvious bulge, “hands to yourself, sweetheart.”

jake grabs both your hands with one of his own, his other hand still massaging your boob. he pins both your hands over your head, letting you squirm pathetically under him. after a while of massaging and pinching and rubbing and nipping and kisses, he moves away from you. the ghost of his hot touch is prominent on your body, and he moves down to your burning core.

jake takes your hands in one of his own again, rubbing them softly with his thumb— none of you acknowledge it, but it’s there. “god, you’re fucking soaked,” he mutters, unzipping his pants immediately to reveal his hard cock, leaking at the top.

you whimper at the sight, and jake only laughs at your broken state. he slowly pushes his length in, giving you the sensation of the stretch that you love so much. jake starts messily thrusting into your throbbing cunt, letting your warm walls envelop him while he hits every single spot just right, mouth trying to attach itself to your sensitive buds as you squirm and twitch from his touch. his thrusts are sloppy but he knows how to make you desperate and how to make you needy, getting you to whimper and beg for him. “my good girl,” jake smirks, “letting me fuck her so well.”

after fucking for so long, you’ll know jake well enough to know when he’s about to cum and the same goes for him. so, when you’re squirming at every touch and whimpering and moaning so loudly and breathlessly, jake tries his best to make you see stars— fuck you as hard as he can. jake lets out a couple moans that harmonize with yours, and he loves how your voices mix together so well.

when you finally release and cream all around his cock, jake helps you ride out your orgasm while whispering soft words of praise.

you were “boring” it was something your friends would always tell you. you never go out, you never do anything daring, you never take the chance to live life on the wild side and honestly they were right. you did enjoy laying up under your blankets and watching your favorite kdramas or even being engrossed in your sims relationships, it was the closest you would have ever gotten to actually having a boyfriend.

like sure you’ve done the basics you’ve kissed, you’ve had the most mediocre sex possible but it was never something you thought you needed or wanted to try again. reading a nice book or taking a long nap is better than any kind of sex you could think of, but then again you’ve never tried it enough to truly give your opinion on it.

today; your friends were on a mission. you were either going to go out and do something fun or at least try to get laid, you didn’t see how that second option would happen but leave it up to your friends to always leave you shocked with how they managed to get things done. you sat there in front of the mirror and complained as they did your makeup and hair. you weren’t used to any of it but it did make you feel good, you felt pretty.

your friends smiled and clapped as they admired you, gently pulling you up out of the chair before they pushed you towards the bathroom.”we put an outfit in there for you to wear because everything in your closet absolutely sucks, i love you but we definitely need to go on a shopping spree.” you wanted to argue, you loved your boyfriend jeans and oversized sweaters, your eyes nearly fell out the sockets at the sight of the mini skirt and cropped top that was laid out on the counter.

ꕤ outfit choices: one | two | three | four | five | reader is wearing choice number in the fic. 🩵

“this, they want me to wear this? where is the rest of it?” you mumbled lowly to yourself as you slowly started to change, you pulled the soft ribbed top over your head. the black mini skirt effortlessly sliding up your legs and fitting snug upon your hips. you’ve never seen yourself like this before, all dolled up and pretty. you were hesitant about this change at first but you trusted your friends, they always had your back no matter what.”come on, what’s taking so long? come out and show us how good you look!”

you laughed softly as you pulled on a pair of light blue ankle socks, your feet sliding into the sneakers as you laced them up to the top with a cute bunny bow. you put in the earrings, and saved the necklace and glasses for last. you placed them on top of your head, tucking your hair around the ends so they wouldn’t fall.”im coming, im coming!” you’ve never shown this much skin in your life but you truly liked it. you did a small twirl, that warm smile of happiness never leaving your lips.

you grabbed your bag as you slowly turned on the heels of your feet, pulling the bathroom door open. you slowly walked out, one by one your friends eyes raised from their phones to stare at you. in a collective union they all started screaming.”oh my gosh, you look fucking amazing! if i were a guy i would totally sleep with you just saying. you my friend are an official summer hottie.” you couldn’t take the compliments, you were smiling so hard you felt like your cheeks would fall off if they could.

“can we go out before i lose all of this confidence and i change my mind?” you smiled as your friends scrambled to grab their bags, pulling you out the house as they guided you out into the night streets in the search for fun. it was a friday and the sidewalks were packed. guys and girls linked arm and arm, a heavy set of pda making you more nervous than you should have been. how did people not get shy or embarrassed when kissing or doing anything like that in public?

you smiled warmly at the looks and whistles that you were getting, you’ve never gotten that kind of attention before mainly because you avoided it. you were never one to be in the spotlight most of the time you liked to keep it that way. you looked over at your friends as they pushed through a crowd into an abandoned race track. your curious eyes looking around as they pulled you all the way to the front.”are we at an illegal race or something?” your friends gave you a nervous smile before nodding.”yes, we come here every weekend it’s always a lot of fun, you are going to like it just trust us, okay? and remember if you see an opportunity to do something great and daring, just do it, okay!”

trust them, they were your friends, there was never any need to worry when they were around. you’d do anything for them much like they would do anything for you, it helps when you were all practically raised together. you were sisters cut from different cloths and races but you loved each other like any real sibling would. you looked around curiously, your friends getting engrossed in conversations with guys they’ve meet here from weekends past. you shyly said hello not really paying attention because you were more curious about who the racers were.

the lot was so crowded you didn’t even realize you were in someone’s way until your face collided with someone’s chest, everyone around you gasping and chattering. you didn’t do anything wrong, you didn’t even see the person. you slowly backed away, smiling lightly as you looked up at them. and he was by far the most ethereal man you had ever seen in your life. you opened your mouth to speak but nothing logical came out.”erm, im, heh.” the mystery guy just laughed, his hand raising to gently pinch your cheek.”you’re cute, can you hold this for me until after my race?” he raised a brow as he took off one of his gloves and placed it into the palm of your hand.

he walked off without another word, just a charming smirk as he stepped out onto the track. your friends came running over to you, gasping as they saw the glove he had given you.”no fucking way he gave this to you, that’s lee heeseung he’s like one of the best racers in the city. rumor has it he only gives his glove to girls he thinks are good luck charms or incredibly cute. you are so lucky!” you looked down at the glove, your grip on it tightening as you held it close to your chest to keep it safe. you couldn’t stop smiling as your friends ushered you to the front, ignoring all the glares and chatter of the girls behind you, envious that they weren’t lucky enough to get heeseung’s attention.

someone should have really told you who he really was, yes he was charming, handsome and a gentleman on the surface at all times. but much like the group of racers he hangs out with, they take any chance to bed any girl that comes their way. and, you were just the type he loved the most, a rarity for him. someone so sweet, shy and probably clueless about guys like him. he wasn’t a heartbreaker, his specialty was corruption, shaping his favorite girl of the moment into whatever he wants her to be.

you eagerly waited for the race to start heeseung and his rival shaking hands before they both walked off to their own cars, the loud purr of their engines sent chills rolling up your spine. you had never seen anything like this in person before it was thrilling. heeseung waved to you from his car one last time, before turning his head to focus on the track ahead of him. you and your friends giggling amongst themselves as the countdown for the race started. a part of you was happy you came out tonight, maybe there was hope for you after all.

as soon as the signal lights on the overhead board flashed green both of the cars instantly took off. you felt this instant twinge of anxiety, you hoped that heeseung had won but you also hoped that he would be safe. racing was always something you thought looked cool on tv but the crashes were always terrible to see. lap after lap heeseung kept the lead, you didn’t even realize when you went from holding the glove to slipping it onto your hand. that once festering energy of nervousness disappearing as you cheered him on from the sidelines. by the time he zipped past that finish line, the entire lot erupted into a cheer to celebrate his win.

everyone piled onto the track, some were upset they lost a bet but others were happy they could keep their money for next week's paycheck. you and your friends stayed behind, watching as both cars were crowded. you looked down at the glove on your hand, smiling before an elbow gently nudged you in your side.”look, look, heeseung is coming this way.”your friend leaned down low enough to whisper into your ear, your head slowly raising as heeseung moved through the crowd, it instantly parting like the seas. his tall frame stopped short in front of you, a warm smile gracing his lips.”i guess you are my new good luck charm, i won that race for you.”

you couldn’t believe that he was really talking to you again let alone dedicating his win to you, you looked over at your friends as they laughed and ran off leaving you to face your first encounter with a hot guy alone.”im not a good luck charm, you won because you are a great racer. thank you for entrusting me with your glove by the way.” you smiled as you lightly bit at your bottom lip, pulling it off your hand to place it back into the palm of his own. he stood there and admired you, his eyes looking you over from your head and down to your feet.”well, thank you for keeping it safe. i needed a reason to come and talk to you again, guess it worked, huh? im heeseung by the way, and you are?”

you wanted to crumble in on yourself at that moment. he was so charming and you had no idea what to do with yourself, your gaze dropped for a moment, smiling more than you should have in that moment. you cleared your throat as you mumbled loud enough for him to hear.”my name is “y/n” it’s really nice to meet you too.” he took note of your demeanor, especially with how visibly awkward you were while wearing that skirt. your small hands constantly pulling it down when it didn’t move an inch in the first place. that sweet shyness was adorable, different from what he’s used to. girls would be practically on their knees begging to suck the cock of the winner.

“you’re a shy one, aren’t you? what are you doing tonight? there’s an after party but i was planning on staying here for a little while longer and work on my car, care to keep me company?” he raised a brow and smirked, his eyes flicking over to stare at your friends as they watched in the distance. his hand raising to say hello, a soft laugh falling from his lips at how frazzled they had gotten. you looked over your shoulder and smiled, every one of them giving you a thumbs up in support. the lot cleared out as quick as it had filled up, you looked up at him as he patiently waited for an answer.”o-okay, i don’t really like parties anyway so id love to keep you company.”

his eyes instantly lit up as he placed his hand out for you to take, he could see how your legs shook slightly as you placed your hand into the palm of his own. he didn’t know what it was but he had this intuition that you were the kind of girl that didn’t go out often or let alone talk to many guys. the lack of eye contact was very telling in itself as he slowly walked you back over to his car. he opened the door, stepping to the side, as he gave you a playful bow.”after you, cute one.” he caught a glimpse of the way you laughed, his hungry eyes following the movement of your legs. a part of him wanting to sink his teeth into your flesh and litter your skin with hickeys. he would be patient though; he’d wait until you gave him permission.

the instant the door closed behind you it felt like your heart instantly started hammering away in your chest. you could say one thing though, the soft leather of the seats made you feel warm. the interior reminding you of a deconstructed plaid shirt, patches of dark red and black lining the seats and roof. your brain thinking about anything and everything other than his looming presence in the car with you. the door slamming shut behind him snapping you out of that small trance that you were in. breathe, you just have to breathe, your body subconsciously pressing itself against the door.

he cleared his throat as he watched you, a smile on his lips as he gently brought his hand up to rub at the back of his neck.”are you okay? should i just take you home? i don’t want to make you uncomfortable, you look like you want to be anywhere else but here.” you could see the playful pout that danced upon his lips, it made you feel bad because he did nothing wrong. you were just a mess not used to being in such close proximity with a guy that looked like him. you could practically hear your friends now, “if you see an opportunity to do something great and daring, just do it, okay!”

you sucked in a deep breath, repeating those words over and over in your head. your body slowly relaxing and melting into the seat, your gaze raising to look over at him. your small hand reaching forward to gently rest upon his knee, giving it a gentle rub.”no, no. i want to be here. im just not used to this sort of thing you know? im the girl you would find at home reading a book or binge watching a show. i don’t ever find myself in situations like this, especially with a handsome guy like you.”

you were rambling but he hung onto every word that you said, moving closer and closer until his face was just a mere inch away from your own. you gulped as you searched his eyes you were torn between what that gaze meant, did he want to kiss you? did he like you? your busy brain could run for hours, his bold move of cupping your cheek speeding up the pace of your heartbeat. your eyes searching for another place to look, his plump lips being the only thing you could focus on.”do you want to kiss me, y/n?”

his question spiraled through your mind, your body moving on impulse before you could utter a word. you boldly smashed your lips against his own, your body shaking at how much it terrified you but in the best way possible. you could hear the slightest of a groan erupt from his chest, his arm slipping down to wrap around your waist to pull you closer. his experienced tongue fighting his way into your mouth as he wrapped you up into his web of lust. you liked it, you liked the way he led the next charge, your shy heart and mind having no clue on what to do next but just follow his lead.

the only thought that crossed his mind was that he had you exactly where he had wanted you. he wanted you to make your own choices, push your own limits just enough until he could break you apart and ruin you for the next guy that even dared to talk or touch you. his forehead moved to press against your own as he slowly broke the kiss, his voice falling into a deep whisper.”bold for someone so inexperienced, you sure you just don’t go around kissing guys pretending to be all shy and cute?”

your reaction was gold, he loved to see how panicked you had gotten, your head instantly shaking.”no, no. this is the first time i've done something so rash.” you hesitated for a moment searching your brain for a way to ask for more. you could just say it out right, it was embarrassing but you were tired of being boring you wanted to be daring. you didn’t want to live your life with the impression that all sex was just plain and mediocre. you bit your bottom lip lightly as you mumbled.”c-can you teach me more?”

teach you, those words were exactly what he wanted to hear. his tongue darting out to lightly run along his lips, he moved his body back to rest against the seat. his hands moving down to his jeans.”how good are you with that pretty mouth of yours? have you ever had it stuffed full with a cock?” he laughed just by your reaction, your glossy, needy eyes staring at him in awe. you swallowed the lump that formed in your throat as you watched him unbuckle his belt and pull it from the loops. a visible bulge drawing your eyes in, as he popped open the button, and tugged down the zipper.

he pushed his jeans and boxers down on his thighs, riding his frame of his jacket as he discarded it somewhere in the backseat. your mouth ran dry at the way his cock flew out and slapped against his chest. the tip so red with anger, the protruding veins running along the underside of his shaft. it was huge, you brought your hand up to trace the width of your lips. there was no way all of that could fit inside of it right? “come here, baby girl. it won’t bite you i promsie, let me show you how to make me feel good, okay?”

how could you possibly say no to that? your small frame shuffled closer, leaning over until your mouth hovered over his cock. his hand slowly moved to rest upon the back of your head, his other wrapping around his shaft as he lightly slapped the head against your wet lips.”open up for me, just take a little bit at a time, okay?” you obediently part your lips and take him into your mouth, sucking lightly on the head. a gasp and a low groan falling from his lips, whispers of how good you were doing following suit. lower and lower your head fell aiming for the title of being an overachiever sucking in every inch of his cock you clearly couldn’t handle.

his hand gently brushed along your hair, his muscles tensing at the way you choked the instant he hit the back of your throat. his voice floating into your ears like a inner guide.”hollow your cheeks, breath through your nose, focus on your breathing, okay?” he watched you in awe, admiring how well you reacted to what you were told. you were more perfect than he originally expected you to be. he watched you struggle to take him, the show of growth in your movements as you slowly followed his directions. you found your own sense of comfort and pace. his mouth falling open as he groaned over and over, your head moving up and down slowly as it matched the sync of the slow ticking of his watch.

all of this was so new for you barely knew heeseung but a part of you felt like you could trust him, you trust that he wouldn’t leave you in dark but stand by you as you take a trip down the tunnel of sexual discovery. you could feel his cock throb and twitch in your mouth as you worked him over. his legs shaking as his eyes rolled into the back of his head, his hand holding your head down firmly just to get the chance to watch you choke just for a moment longer. your pretty eyes gazing up at him as your nails dug into his thighs.”such a good girl, you look pretty like this.”

he enjoyed that tight suction for a second more before he pulled his hand away, your head instantly pulling up, a trail of thick saliva following as you slowly caught your breath. that was the most thrilling thing you had done in your life, you had the feel of wanting to go down for more but you just waited for him to tell you what to do next. he slowly ran his hand along his cock, fisting himself slowly as he mentally collected his thoughts coaxing himself not to cum until he actually needed to.”take off your panties and come sit on my lap.”

you moved like a mindless drone, your shaky hands sliding underneath your skirt, shameless at the large wet spot slapped right in the middle of the blue cotton fabric. you pulled them down and off your legs, heeseung reached his hand forward to take the panties from you. he instantly brought them up to his nose, inhaling a big whiff of your sweet and intoxicating scent. your core started to burn in a good way as you crawled forward. he shifted the seat back to give you enough space, as you straddle his lap.

if only your friends could see you now, doing far more than you could ever do without their encouragement. you made yourself comfortable, feeling so small compared to him. he eagerly pulled you in for a kiss, his hands moving to your hips, pulling you flush against him until your wet folds rubbed against his shaft. a moan floating into his mouth as you rolled your hips, loving the delicious friction. your legs shaking as he attacked your lips with bites. his lips running down to suck on your neck, placing his mark upon your flesh. the more your hips rolled, the harder his cock had gotten. just by the way you were whimpering he knew you were close. he could have stopped you but he wanted to relish this, to give you another reason to come crawling back for more.

your head rolled to the side as you moaned out your body overcome with heat, his hands pushing your shirt up over your breasts, as his fingers skillfully unlatched the hooks in one swift motion. his tongue darting out to wrap around your nipples, sucking and tugging on them roughly as the roll of your hips quickens. you moaned over and over until your body violently twitched, your first orgasm coming in a small wave as it slammed into you. in any other given moment he would be ashamed of cumming prematurely but the way your body reacted to him he couldn’t care less as ropes of cum shot out to splatter against your stomach. a smirk spreading across his lips as his cock still stood tall and hard between the two of you.

he gave your nipples one last lick before he pulled back slowly, cupping your face to make you look at him.”does the good girl want more?” he wouldn’t lie he was dying to carve a home inside of you big enough for his cock and his only. your mind was still a little foggy, reeling from how good it felt to cum. you leaned into his touch, falling further into the shadows of the illustrious darkness that surrounded him.”m-more teach me more, please.” he leaned in and pressed a firm kiss onto your lips, each second that ticked by he could see you tumbling closer to being his.

his arm reached past you as he opened the glove compartment, reaching his hand in to pull out a condom. instantly tearing it open with his teeth, his tongue running along his lips as he pumped his shaft slowly before placing the rubber along the tip, rolling it down till it fit snug at the base. he gently tapped at your hips, as you instinctively raised them. you wouldn’t lie you were nervous, how was all of that going to fit inside of you. it was like heeseung could read your mind, he slowly brushed the head through your folds, gathering up your juices. you both shared a moan, watching as he guided the head down to your entrance.

“just breathe and relax, okay?” he pressed a kiss onto your cheek as he placed his hands firmly on your hips. he slowly guided you as your hips sunk down, your lips parting at how big he was, splitting you open from every angle. your eyes rolling as you whimpered and whined. his hips rolling up to meet yours, as his cock sheathed in to the hilt. your pussy opening up like a pretty blossoming flower, you were the petals and he was the stem keeping you together. heeseung’s brows furrowed; he could have come right there on the spot just from the way your walls were squeezing around him.

he gave you the initial grace of moving how slow or fast as you wanted. the feeling of it all was so different, you felt so full and overwhelmed at how well his cock pressed up into your stomach. you couldn’t stop yourself from moaning as you slowly started to roll your hips, any time they fell his hips rolled up to collide with your own. each second that ticked by your body fell into a haze of pleasure. his eyes watching as your breasts bounced ever so slightly, your walls milking him and sucking him for all he’s worth.

he didn’t plan on lasting much longer, his head rolling back to rest against the seat. your hips switching pace every roll of your hips pushing him further and further to the edge. he hissed and groaned at how good you had felt wrapped around him. quickly finding his resolve as he pulled you tight against his chest, lips pressing against your ear.”you take me so well, your perfect, baby girl.” your mouth instantly fell open as he took control of your movements. his hips snapping at an animalistic pace, mouth salivating at how good those screams sounded as they poured out of your mouth.

never in your life would you think sex could feel like this, every stroke was long, hard and deep. he tore you open and showed you a glimpse into a world of lust and desire that you never wanted to leave behind. your moans become shaky as his balls roughly slapped against your ass. his nails marking your back and waist as he claimed every single part of you. the air smelt of his cologne, sweat, sex. you were on cloud nine, your mind only being able to focus on nothing else but him. you looked down to watch where you two had met, mesmerized by the way his cock seemed to be perfectly crafted to be inside of you.

he smirked as he whispered sweet nothings into your ear. his fingers pinching and rubbing at your sensitive nub, hand smacking it over and over to coax your orgasm out of you.”tell me how much you love my cock. you love watching as i pound your tight little pussy don’t you, baby girl?” you honestly started to cry you were so overwhelmed so close to exploding, each thrust had your pussy bruised. you mumbled the words the best you could your back arching as that familiar knot formed in your stomach.”i love it, i love it, s-so big so. . .” your legs shook as he delivered one last smack to your clit, you went flying off the edge as your walls tightened around him like a venus fly trap.

your orgasm crashed down on you shortly after, blinking as all you could see was white, this pinnacle of pleasure was so great that you never wanted to come down. the sound of his own grunts and groans signaling that he wasn’t too far behind in joining you in euphoria. he captured your lips in a rough, passionate kiss, as he plowed into you without mercy, his toes curling, his arms shaking until his cock exploded into the condom. he slowly rubbed at your hips, smothering your neck and face with kisses before he whispered.”what should i teach you next?”

♡ please be sure to like, reblog and comment if you enjoyed this, it would be greatly appreciated, thank you. — honey.

pairing: idol!sunghoon x idol!mc!fem!reader

warnings: vibrator (obv), pet names (princess, baby), sunghoon being a cheeky bastard, orgasm denial, pulling out method (please wear protection😭), hair pulling, mirror sex..?, pwp???

and now, the “future of kpop.. enhypen!” you cheered as enhypen walked into the room bowing. as soon as they get in their positions, sunghoon mischievously put his hand in his pocket and switched on the remote. your body jerks as you bite your lip to seal your moans.

“so sunghoon, would you say this comeback has been a hit?” the other mc asks him.

“of course! our fans and other idols including y/n here seem to love it!” he grinned, increasing the intensity of the vibrator causing you to bow your head down not wanting anyone to see your fucked out expression.

“y/n are you alright?” one of the members asks to which you shoot your head up and nod, “yes i’m alright thank you, its probably because of the heat of this fire comeback!” you exclaim at the camera, looking back at sunghoon giving him a glare.

a quick intermission comes on giving sunghoon a chance to whisper into your ear.

“you’re doing so good princess.. you close?” he smirks against your ear, nipping at your earlobe.

“i’m so close hoon, please.” you beg, whimpering in his ear making his eyes darken with lust.

“as much as i love you baby, you can only cum if it’s around my cock. feel it baby, it’s so fucking hard for you.” he playfully moaned in your ear, guiding your hand down his body. your hand grazing over his hot and heavy boner.

“meet me in the changing rooms after our performance hm?” he grinned at you before the crew announced that you were now broadcasting again.

waiting for the performance to finish was tedious. watching him dance and sing with his charisma practically dripping off of him. even watching him from afar had you soaking your panties.

once the performance was finished, you waited for what seemed like decades, watching the other staff and members leave the room. after watching the last staff leave, you knock on the door.

“get in here.” he growls, pulling you in immediately smashing his lips onto yours, kissing you so hard and needy. “fuck i need you so bad right now. turn around.” his hand landing on your plump ass, earning a red mark.

you bend over the make up table, your soaked panties on full display for him. he licked his lips hungrily lifting up your skirt before he tore them off. “oh shit. do you see how fucking wet you are right now?” he teased, yanking the vibrator out of you replacing it with his slender fingers.

“ahh~ sunghoon!” you moan out only to be hushed by him. “be quiet. do you want everyone to know how well i’m gonna fuck you?” he cocked an eyebrow looking at you through the mirror. “no..” you answer, biting your lip almost to the point you can taste blood.

“exactly.” he tutted, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants before taking them off along with his boxers in a swift move. his raging, leaking tip hitting off his lower abdomen then standing proud.

“you don’t know how long i’ve been waiting to pound this little pussy.” he groans, pumping his length before lining it up with your entrance. “hoon please put it in..!” you begged, your hole clenching around nothingness.

“you best bet i fucking will.” he smirked, pushing himself into you, making sure you feel every inch of his throbbing cock. a loud moan escapes you, sunghoon hushing you by covering your mouth with his large hand.

“so you really do want people to hear us don’t you princess? such a dirty girl~” he cooed as he began to slowly thrust in and out of you. “don’t you dare make a sound.” he whispered into your ear seductively, removing his hand from your mouth only to pull your hair back as he pounded into you from behind.

“look at you, being fucked dumb by me. fuck! your pussy is so tight!” he grunted, pulling you hair harder.

“hoon.. i’m close!” you quietly moan, your walls clenching uncontrollably on his length.

“cum for me then princess. milk my cock for all you’re worth.” he let go of your hair, taking both your arms and pinning them behind your back.

“shit i’m cumming hoon!” you shut your eyes, feeling yourself let go all over his cock. your warm juices coating his girthy memeber deliciously.

“so.. fucking… good!” he grunted as he begins to approach his high, slamming into you like a wild beast. “ah shit!” he growls, pulling out of your cunt quickly. he pumped his wet dick, his load spurting all over your ass.

kitten licks press against your core, swirling around your bud, creating a moist, sappy sound for your ears to drown in. you raise your back out of habit, arching it as jungwon's tongue finally penetrates your hole.

the pleasure is suffocating when he plunges his tongue in and out of you, glancing up to meet your eyes and observe your reaction. you groan, your hands gliding up his biceps to reach for his fluffy locks.

he lets out an intense moan when you pull him closer to your heat. he resorts to sucking at the skin instead, responding to your silent prayers of a hopeful release.

your cries and sniffles fill the air as he edges you further over the cliff of ecstasy.

his supple lips covered in your honeyed slick when he places wet kisses up your chest to connect with your lips, giving you a taste of yourself.

before you can feel your senses begin to fade and lull into slumber, you feel jungwon lift your body from the floor and place you on the mattress.

"asleep already, darling?" he whispers, his fingers running up your sides. "i haven't had my share yet, how pitiful."

✧˖°💬📎⋆ ˚｡07/25/23 trying out a new layout for shorter imagines :) enjoy !!

TIMESTAMP: 11:11

you didn’t move an inch as his lips latched onto your own, your arms coiling around his neck as his tongue prodded at your lips begging for an entrance. you sighed as they parted, his tongue slipping in to wrap you in his dirty web of seduction. you couldn’t help the way your walls clenched around nothing, missing the feeling of being stretched wide and open. you pressed your body so close against his own, you could feel how hard his cock was in his jeans. it had your mind spiraling, was it big? was he thick enough to hit and reach every nerve of pleasure?

you pulled back slightly, long enough to catch the way his eyes dropped into a seductive gaze. he wanted you just as much as you had wanted him. your eyes scanned the room, happy that there wasn’t any sight of sunghoon just yet. you didn’t know how long this dirty little moment was going to last but you were going to savor every moment of it. you grabbed his hand, as you leaned up to whisper into his ear.”come with me.”

he willingly followed behind you as you pulled him into the nearest bathroom, it wasn’t big enough to fuck in but big enough to get down on your knees to shove his cock down your throat. the instant that door clicked shut he couldn’t wait any longer to have his hands on your frame. his fingers digging into your flesh as he pulled you close. lips running along the canvas of your neck, licking a strip up to the shell of your ear as he whispered.”you are so sexy, you know that?”

you gave him a playful smirk, your hand running down his chest slowly to wrap around his large bulge, giving it a firm squeeze as your eyes peered up into his own.”yes, i know, and you are a terrible friend. have you always wanted to have your way with me, hm? i bet you were jealous every time sunghoon brought me up to his room to fuck me.” you could feel his cock twitch at every word, of course he was shameless. if he weren’t he wouldn’t be here in the bathroom with you.

“there’s nothing wrong with sharing, right? you scratch my back and i tickle the back of your throat.” you couldn’t help but to laugh, eyes rolling as you slowly dropped down onto your knees. you watched as he slowly pulled up his shirt, abs on full display as he pushed his boxers and jeans down far enough to rest on the middle of his thighs. his cock looked absolutely delicious so big, so girthy it made your mouth water. the truth is you were a slut but only for a good cock.

your lips parted as you leaned toward, tongue shooting out to dance around the head. the sounds of his sweet gasps and groans tickling your eardrums. you wanted to take your time bringing him to the edge and have him begging but unfortunately it wouldn’t be long before sunghoon came looking for you. it was even obvious that the other was running out of patience. he wrapped his hand around the base of his cock, eyes staring down at you as he whispered.”open up.”

as if it were on queue you instantly obeyed, knees starting to ache as he fed you his cock inch by inch it sunk into your mouth until it hit the back of your throat. your hands shot up to rest upon his thighs, gagging ever so slightly as he was nice enough to let you adjust. never in your wildest dreams had you thought you would ever get face fucked by lee heeseung. his hips finding it’s own rhythm as he thrusted slowly, each one long and dragged out longer than the last. he wanted to savor how good your tongue felt against him, the sound of your salvia getting stuck in your throat was like pure honey.

he thrusted into your mouth with rough intent, wanting nothing more than to see you cry. those pretty little tears swelling up in the creases. you weren’t afraid to say that you loved it, you could feel your mascara drip down onto your lashes, rolling down the canvas of your cheeks. it didn’t take long for his breathing to get heavy and erratic. you gently pushed him back to rest against the edge of the sink. you pulled off his cock with a loud pop, slapping it roughly against your tongue before taking him into your mouth again.

your head bobbed and twisted slowly, sucking roughly as your hands ran up to gently squeeze and massage his balls. every groan that fell from his lips was so desperate and pretty, he bucked his hips slowly to match the pace of your pretty mouth. his end nearing with every passing second, he kept telling himself he had to hurry up and finish but if only you knew how much he wanted to fold you like a pretzel and pound your pussy in until it was bruised. those thoughts alone shot him over the edge, his hand gripping the back of your head as he regained control.

he roughly slammed his hips forward as he fucked your mouth wildly, his balls slapping against your chin as he watched you whimper, gag and shake. your nails dragging along his skin as you he let him do as he had pleased. the sound of a loud bang at the door falling on deaf ears as heeseung came down your throat, his body twitching as you kept sucking until you swallowed every last drop. his head rolled back with a happy sigh, a laugh following as the bathroom door flung open.

he could see the angry look on sunghoon’s face, it only made him laugh harder. you licked at your lips and smiled as you slowly to turned to face him, his brows knitting together as he was ready to curse you out.”it’s rude to interrupt a private moment you know?” he didn’t say anything for a moment, too pissed off to utter a word. you helped heeseung tuck himself back into his jeans, leaning up to press a kiss onto his lips before sunghoon pulled you away.”get upstairs now.” it was all he said as you waved bye to the other, laughing all the way up to a brutal punishment.

♡ please be sure to like, reblog and comment if you enjoyed this, it would be greatly appreciated, thank you. — honey.

seonghwa’s lips on your pussy is everything and more than what you could ever ask for, the pleasure of him between your thighs always overwhelming. 

one of your hands grips his hair while the other tries to find purchase on the sheets below you as you let out moan after moan. he eats you out like he’s ravenous, like he could never get enough. the plumpness of his lips against your clit is always absolute heaven, stark in contrast with the unrelenting strength of his long tongue.

his hands alternate from gripping your thighs tightly and stroking your skin with a touch that’s heavy with pure adoration. he hums into your core, the sensation sending a shiver down your back.

your thighs clench around his head as he begins to fuck his tongue into your cunt. mouth falling open, you tighten your grip on his hair and you throw your other arm over your eyes, overwhelmed.

“please!” you beg as the coil in your stomach tightens. abruptly, he pulls away from you, grabbing your arm to keep it from covering your face.

“need you to watch me, pretty girl, understand?” his voice is both sweet and commanding all at once. “and you know the rules. you’re not allowed to cum until i say so.”

you nod desperately. “i won’t, i swear! please don’t stop,” you practically sob out.

“good girl,” he praises before diving back into your heat, fucking his tongue in and out, not even phased by the way you buck your hips against him. with his nose rubbing against your clit and the dirty sounds escaping into the air of your bedroom, you grow closer and closer to your breaking point, desperate to cum.

“please, hwa, please,” you whine out, trying to keep your eyes on the sinful sight in front of you like he ordered you. “i’ve been good for you,” you babble on, “i promise.” you halt your speech as a string of moans leave your throat. “m so close, please, baby, please let me cum!”

“been good for me, haven’t you?” he asks, words muffles against your pussy before he dives back in.

“yes! ‘ve been good, promise. please, please, please,” you beg, desperately trying not to cum before you’re allowed. “need to cum so bad, please.”

“asking to cum so nicely,” he notes, taking only seconds away from your cunt every time he speaks. “such a good girl for me.”

“yes,” you pant out, “‘m a good girl f’ you, i promise.”

“mmmm,” he hums, “then why don’t you cum all over my face for me?” his words and the way he immediately tongue fucks you with no mercy right after they leave his filthy mouth is more than enough to have you tumbling over the edge, crying out as you do exactly as he asked you, cumming all over his already glistening lips as he laps up your liquids.

the way he looks up at you—your cum making his lips, chin, and even the tip of his nose shine—is addictive, a hungry smile on his face and even hungrier eyes staring you down.

10 o’clock on the dot. You sit in front of your camera and monitor, ready to hit the blaring green “Start Stream'' button at the top right-hand corner of your screen.

You start to tug at the choker from the lacy blue set sent in by one of your most loyal subscribers. The material is ridiculously uncomfortable and will surely leave scratch marks all over your skin by the end of your stream. You were going to scrap the gift if it didn’t hug your form in the most flattering way.

Camming is not a career path you initially chose for yourself. You had only been doing it for about two months, but that was long enough to know you want out eventually. Yet, you don’t want to quit right now. This is the most important thing for you right now. Not to mention, you enjoy the small gifts from your subscribers. How can you walk away from this?

Honestly, camming is exhausting; countless hours of responding to messages from overconfident fans who are sure they could ‘rock your world’ if given the chance, endless pestering from your neighbor Heeseung about doing a collab for his Summer special, and the constant fear of anyone ever finding out your true identity.

However, sitting in front of a camera on Friday nights in a lacy set as horny individuals flood your comments begging you to touch yourself was the least of your problems. The money is good so you can’t complain. It’s your only source of income. After your parents cut you off they stressed that you that you needed to get a job quickly. So that’s what you did. You just hope your small lie about working at the campus bookstore will hold up until you graduate.

Anonymity is the most important aspect of your platform. Not only does it protect your identity, your viewers love it as well, hoping that you will reveal yourself to them one day.

Making your final adjustments to your set up so your viewers could only see the bottom half of your face and all of your chest, you made sure everything was in order before you launched the stream.

As the green start button blinked on your screen, the small “WAITING FOR AUDIENCE'' text rolled across the bottom of your monitor.

You hate how long these things take to load up. We live in a world where we are all expected to have quick access to our peers, through our phones, smartwatches, and computers; but the video streaming website is barely updated enough to properly use the majority of the features that are supposed to be available to you. You wait for almost an entire five minutes before the screen finally blinks to life.

Within seconds your viewer count jumps from 5 viewers to a solid 5100. You try to ignore the small pangs of joy surging through your heart at the positive reception from your humble fan base. You’re not necessarily a ‘small’ streamer. You like to think you’re average. Either way, you’re no j_streams.

“Welcome back. I trust that you’ve all had a very productive week. I know I did” you greeted fondly. Instantly, you were met with a flood of comments filling your screen, some of them were too quick to respond to. Some ranged from asking you how your day was to just plainly stating how hot you were.

“How was my day? Well… I had three midterms today that I feel pretty confident about, other than that the most eventful part of my day was getting home to rewatch Pretty Little Liars. But, I don't want to bother you with these boring details.”

user0373637: “Are you A?”

lax_theepony: Face reveal please...

y/u/nluvr: YOU LOOK SO GOOD IN BLUE. YOU SHOULD WEAR IT MORE OFTEN.

user5357817: YES. WEAR THAT MORE.

hee_inyourheart: ANSWER MY MESSAGES

user0373637: WHY IS HE ALWAYS IN THESE COMMENTS. IS HE YOUR BOYFRIEND?

testiclesonetwo: Did you eat yet?

y/u/nluvr: Y/N has a boyfriend?

“Face reveal? Maybe one day, but not today. Umm… did I eat yet? I wanna say yes but that would be a lie. I didn’t feel like cooking so I'll probably end up eating some Reeses Puffs after the stream as usual.”

testicleonetwo: UNACCEPTABLE

testicleonetwo sent $35

testicleonetwo: ORDER A PIZZA

user6754329: A pizza is only $7.99 :/ And it’s after 10 so everywhere is closed…

user4543209: your clothes are still on...

testicleonetwo: DO YOU WANT HER TO STARVE???

undercoveridolsearchingforlove: DID I MISS ANYTHING?

y/u/nluvr: YOU ARE IGNORING THE BOYFRIEND QUESTION :/

undercoveridolsearchingforlove: BOYFRIEND? NO YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE MY WIFE.

passionatesunflower: do usernames not have a character limit?

“I will say this one time and one time only. As of 10:03 PM today I am 100 percent single. I am not, nor have I ever been in a relationship with Heeseung. Case closed.”

hee_inyourheart sent $10

hee_inyourheart: Don’t deny our love xoxo. Yes we are together.

user8876430: I’m loving the chemistry. You two should do a collab.

hee_inyourheart: THANK YOU. TELL HER THAT AGAIN.

user4543209: I don’t pay $9.99 a month to hear you just talk

hee_inyourheart: RESPOND TO MY MESSAGE

y/u/nluvr: That man is starving 😭 please answer him.

You laugh “I’ll text you afterwards, okay?” you reply, adjusting the strap that’s trying to make its way off of your shoulder.

hee_inyourheart: 👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼

hee_inyourheart: okay i’m going :)

hee_inyourheart: love you 😘❤️😍

Rolling your eyes at his last over exaggerated comment, you push on with the stream as normal.

“How supportive. Well, that's enough comments for now. It's already been five minutes and I still have my clothes on.” You begin to quickly gaze over the screen “What a shame… No one went to the request box and requested for me to remove my clothes. I guess you guys don't like me anymore.”

As soon as the words fall from your lips it was as if a sea of notifications flooded your requests tab. One lewd request after the next, they topple in with donations, never surpassing fifteen dollars, knowing the highest bidder will surely get their request fulfilled first. So you can imagine your surprise when the top comment showcases an impressive donation.

j_streams sent $250

Request -> *Touch yourself for us princess ;)*

“TWO HUNDRED FIFTY DOLLARS!?!” you yell as you click over to accept the request. For a moment you sit there, coming to terms with the fact that your favorite streamer just sent you a request, accompanied by a very generous tip.

yungblubber_: HELL???

passionatesunflower: IS THAT WHO I THINK IT IS?!?!

undercoveridolsearchingforlove: Girl you got celebrities recognizing you 😭😭😭

user7841235: I CANT COMPETE WITH THAT. IM A BROKE COLLEGE STUDENT.

user8876430: proud to say I was here before you make it big 😌

y/u/nluvr: THATS MORE THAN I MAKE IN TWO DAYS AS A CASHIER

j_streams: :)

hooncomeoffhiatus: jake?

testicleonetwo: WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?

hooncomeoffhiatus: i have jake telepathy

“Hell” you breathe out. You scramble to find the most appropriate response, but all you really can muster is a “This is a very generous gift. Thank you.”

j_streams sent $300

Request -> *You’re welcome baby*

“I- I guess I’ll start” you squeak out running your previously stationary hands over the beaded material over your breasts. You adjust your outfit as best you can, pushing in the straps down over your shoulders, careful not to show too much just yet.

You bite your bottom lip as you feel the heat rise in your cheeks. You don’t normally get embarrassed on stream, but knowing that Jake is watching you sends your head into a spiral. You hope no one will notice your hands shaking out of nervousness.

“Here goes nothing.”

The next morning you are rudely dragged out of your peaceful slumber by your favorite neighbor’s heavy ass knocks.

You figure that if you ignore his knocking and pretend to be gone he’ll turn away and go back to his own apartment. You do not have the energy to deal with his enthusiasm today. Much to your dismay his knocks only get louder accompanied with yells of your name.

Swearing under your breath you throw a blanket over your shoulders. Deciding not to piss off your other neighbors any further you trudge your way to the door to face a very frantic Heeseung. You groan in frustration, throwing your front door open.

“Dude it's like 7 in the morning. Why the hell are you being so loud,” you complain and use the back of your hand to wipe away the sleep in your eyes.

Your unamused tone does not seem to sway his worried state.“Y/N don't be ridiculous. It's 3 in the afternoon.” Heeseung pushes past you and pops a squat on your couch, welcoming himself into your home as he had many times before.

“Huh????” You glance at the clock on the wall just to confirm that he is in fact right. You slept through one of your only days off. “Never mind that, why are you here?”

You know Heeseung isn't the type of guy to call just to say hey so you aren't entirely sure what you are expecting.

“I need my $10 back” Heeseung says straight faced. You can only stare at him for a moment before rolling your eyes at the young man.

That's what he wants? That's why he interrupted your slumber? The glare you send him could be considered lethal if you didn't have a major headache.

“Heeseung,” you sigh. “Did you not read my terms and conditions about requesting refunds?”

“I don't read,” he scoffs. “You already know that.”

Heeseung disregards your silent pleas for him to get out so you can go back to sleep. Regardless, Heeseung does not care. He’s on a mission. However, you are about ten seconds from physically throwing the young man out of your apartment. “Let me get this right. You woke me up for a goddamn refund? There better be another reason why you're here or I will smite you.”

“No. I just wanted to bother you. Also I was gonna ask if you wanted to come out to dinner with my friend and I later.”

You feel like your brain is going to explode, he can’t be serious. As you prepare to physically throw Heeseung out your apartment. Giving up, you throw yourself on the sofa next to your neighbor as you accept that you are not going back to sleep anytime soon.

“Is this a real ‘friend’ or are you just gonna ask me to be your wingwoman again?” you ask.

“Firstly, you are a terrible wingwoman. Jay helps me get more ass than you.”

You scoff at his accusations. “I resent that.”

“Secondly,” he continues “it's not a date. I just think you need to get out more.”

He’s not wrong. The last time you had been out with friends other than to get lunch was when you first started college two years ago. You are too busy trying to balance your job and your studies to feel any need to party. Your need to socialize with others has always been low, but sometimes you wish you could get out more. Unfortunately, you decline Heeseung’s offer.

“Hard pass.”

“Don't say I never tried to help you” he groans out, lifting himself up from your sofa and making his way back out the door. “Anyways I'm gone. I have an appointment later.”

“What kind of appointment?” you ask skeptically.

“An annual checkup” he replies shyly.

You clock his sudden change in demeanor and instantly realize what he’s implying. ‘Annual checkup’ is code for his sneaky link. Your friends and you had easily caught on after the quick realization that Heeseung’s broke too and doesn’t have health insurance just like the rest of you. However, you play along with him.

“You know you're supposed to get those every year and not every week right Hee?” You tell him as you see him off.

“Well….” Heeseung trails off, “I like monitoring my health.”

You chuckle at his lame excuse, lightly pushing the man out of your front door. “There’s nothing to be ashamed of. Just say you're going fuck the girl in 415B and be done with it.”

“I was just trying to be considerate of your feelings.” Heeseung says awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck.

You continue to chuckle at his change in demeanor from when he first entered your apartment. “How kind of you” you reply sarcastically. “Just go fuck in her apartment please. I already hear enough of you throughout the week” you plead.

“I'll think about it” Heeseung answers, pulling your door closed behind him.

Returning to your bed you fling yourself onto your mattress and attempt to get comfortable again. Your pursuit falls short as you are now wide awake. Thanks Hesseung.

Grabbing your phone off of your nightstand you decide to check the stats from your last stream. Everything seems to be normal. Nothing is out of the ordinary. Until you glance at your following.

on the other hand, sunghoon is at your door in a heartbeat. he unlocks the door with ease, walking in, the smell of you instantly hitting him. he inhaled your lingering scent as he closes his eyes imagining him nuzzling into your neck, pounding into you, taking in the smell of your natural perfume. “fuck.” sunghoon groans as his cock starts to feel heavy.

he makes his way towards your room, your scent growing more intense as he groans internally. “what are you doing to me y/n?” he thinks about his morals for a minute before diving into your laundry basket, picking up a used lace thong. he curses at himself but he doesn’t stop. instead he goes on your bed and propped himself up nice and pretty.

he holds your panty in his left hand bringing it closer to his face as he takes a fat whiff of you as he threw his head back. his other hand starts palming his refined boner as he continues sniffing at your undergarment. he pulls down his sweats down to his knees along with his boxers, freeing his hardened member. “oh god..” he grunts as he drapes your thong over his leaking, pink tip. staining it with his glossy precum.

unbeknownst to him, you’re already back home taking off you heels. “hoon?” you call out neatly tucking away your shoes as you make your way to your room. “fuck yes y/n, you’re taking my cock in so good~” did you hear that right? you stopped in your tracks thinking there must be someone else in your room. scared, you peep your head in your doorway, looking ahead into your room.

and to your surprise, it’s sunghoon. pumping his cock furiously, his eyebrows furrowed, lip bitten, hair sticking to his sweaty forehead and your thong over his length. fuck he looked so hot. you always had a thing for sunghoon but not wanting to ruin your friendship, you kept it to yourself and your trusted diary. you can’t help but clamp your legs together, almost moaning at the sight.

you decided to test your faith, so you walked over infront of your bed. “shit y/n! your pussy is so fucking tight princess!” sunghoon whimpers out, he opens his eyes only to see you. standing infront of him, arms crossed and face flushed with a crimson tone. “like what you see doll?” sunghoon smirks not showing one bit of embarrassment. instead, a sense of pride.

“i.. uhm..” you stutter shocked by the lack of embarrassment he showed on his face. “you love it huh? watching your best friend fuck himself with your skimpy thong? huh? look at you. i bet you’re all soaking wet from watching me pump my cock for you isn’t that right, slut?” he whispered, walked over to you, leaning down into your ear moaning playfully as he nibble on your earlobe.

“ahh.. hoon..” you whimper at his words, his hands trailing up and down your body stopping where you wanted him the most. “shit. no panties? do you really are just a slutty whore aren’t you? practically begging any man to cream your pussy right? you better fucking stop. because this tight, wet, creamy cunt is all mine. understood?” he degrades as he slaps your warmth, making you jerk forward as you nod your head in response.

“use your words doll. you know i hate stupid little whores.” he orders rubbing circles into your clit making you moan and clinging onto sunghoon’s broad shoulders. “you’re gonna let me breed your sopping pussy yeah? fill you up with my babies to show everyone who you belong to right?” he mutters over your neck, sucking and biting marks all over your neck. “yes hoon.. i’m all yours.” you finally managed to moan out.

“good girl.. now come here.” sunghoon ordered as he picked you up effortlessly, slamming you down on his lap earning a yelp from you. “may i?” he asks for your consent before stripping you to which you consented. “oh fuck doll, you’re gorgeous.” sunghoon admires your soft skin, rolling his fingers over your nipples licking his lips. “feels good hoon~” you whine out bucking your hips into his. “i know pretty girl..” he coos a finger teasing at your wet hole, him waiting for a reaction.

“hoon please.. i want you.” you whimper grinding on his fingers as he smiles in satisfaction. “beg for it then. tell me how much you want me to fuck you dumb.” he grins looking down at you and watching your face contort from the feeling of his long and slender fingers sliding into your core. “i want you to fuck me until i can’t walk anymore.. i need your cum in me hoon. i need it so so bad!” i squeal at the sensation of his fingers going in and out of my sopping cunt. wet, gushing sounds reverberating around the room. “good girl..” he grunts, speeding up his pace.

you feel a familiar knot in your abdomen, panting uncontrollably as you arch your back, “fuck hoon i’m close..!” you whimper, him smirking back at your call as he continues to finger you in the ‘come here’ motion. “cum for me then slut.” he commands as you release on his fingers. the sight was so dirty, your squirt soaking his fingers and your sheets, his mouth sucking your juices off you and you arching your back, your mouth forming an ‘o’ shape.

“fuck,, you’re such a slut huh?” he teases, pulling his digits out of you and shoves them in your mouth. “now suck.” he commands, to which you obey. swirling your tongue around his fingers coating them in your saliva. his cock twitches at the sight, sunghoon wanted to absolute ruin you.

sunghoon sat comfortably on the bed patting his bare thighs, “come here.” he commanded, smirking at you. “what are you waiting for? is it because i’m not heeseung?” he gritted his teeth, the flashback of you giving heeseung a lap dance engraved in his mind wishing it was him you were grinding all up on. “no.. it’s not that” you mutter out quietly, crawling to sunghoon straddling him.

“what is it then? hm?” he caressed your thighs softly, looking at you expectantly. “it’s just.. i’ve been waiting for this since we became friends hoon..” you ground your hips down on his throbbing length, smiling at him softly. His eyes darkened at your words as he tightened his grip on your hips, pushing you down onto his lap roughly, feeling your wet pussy sliding along his engorged cock. "oh is that so? enjoying yourself aren’t you?" he smirked at you once again.

He grabs you by the hair and pulls your face close to his, thrusting his tongue into your mouth, kissing you with a deep passion as his cock twitches against your slick hot cunt. you kiss him back passionately moaning into the kiss. “trust me doll, you’re gonna forget who heeseung even is after i fuck you dumb.” he growls as he grabbed onto your hips pulling you towards himself forcefully slamming his cock deep inside your tiny hole stretching it wide "fuck... yes.... fuck..!" he grunts.

“you’re so fucking big hoon~!” you whine out watching him slowly thrust in and out of you. “i know doll, i know.” he replies cockily while grunts he slams himself against you harder, grabbing your breasts roughly and squeezing them, feeling your nipples get rock hard under his fingers as he continued to slam into you, using you like a toy as he pounded you relentlessly. you moan his name like a mantra, completely fucked out.

“yeah that’s it. moan my name like a whore. you’re all mine understand?” he glared at you waiting for your answer. “yes hoon! i’m all yours!” you pant out, bouncing up and down on his girthy cock, your cunt convulsing around his length. he smirked proudly, thrusting himself deeper inside you until he was buried completely within you. "that's right, doll. cum all over my fucking dick." He whispered huskily, grabbing onto your hips tightly as he began pounding away at you mercilessly, driving you crazy with desire.

“shit hoon i’m cumming!” you scream, feeling yourself come undone. a thick, creamy gloss ring coats the base of his dick, dripping down onto his thighs. “can i cum in you doll?” he asks for permission as you nod your head, “yes yes yes! cum in me sunghoon! i want your load in me so bad!” you beg, your body shaking from the stimulation your yet receiving.

“so fucking good, all wet and creamy all just for me.” he grunts as he finally shoots his milky, thick load inside of you. guiding your hips as he rides out his high. he pulls out of you, you whining at the emptiness. “look. watch my seed drip out of you.” he orders as you watch his gooey cum trickle from your well fucked hole down onto the sheets.

“are you gonna give me aftercare or are you gonna be a dickhead?” you cocked an eyebrow

“only if you be mine forever.” he smirked jokingly, getting towels to clean you off.