𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔦𝔯𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔢

✶ Warnings: hyunjin adores you, pet names (baby/princess), kissing, praise, fingering, oral sex (f receiving), sex pollen/aphrodisiac, unprotected sex, rough sex, creampie, double penetration (both dicks are indeed his), anal penetration, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, forced orgasm, squirting, a lil nipple play, but otherwise sweet.

✶ A/N: Hello my darlings. As you can tell, ya girl is on a very specific vibe. Too many fantasy novels. Too many episodes of Black Mirror. I wrote this fic as a birthday gift to @thisstormofmine! I know this took me a little bit so it's your belated birthday now but thank you for being so patient! I tried to do something unique with this so you didn't have just some typical birthday smut so I hope you like it! I hope you all like it of course. Love yous.

“A video game? My last surprise of the night is…a video game?”

Staring at the screen flashing to life on your bedroom TV, you try to manage your tone, realizing a little too late how unenthusiastic you sound. Coming off as ungrateful is the last thing you want to do. Today’s your birthday and your boyfriend’s gone to great lengths to make sure you had everything your heart desired.

You woke up to the warmest cuddles a girl could ask for and a homemade breakfast that tasted like a dream. Your closet was overflowing with every item he’s even caught you glancing at over the last few months. You went where you wanted, ate what you wanted, got what you wanted, and all he’s asked of you is this one thing. 

“Come on, it’ll be fun” Hyunjin promises, patting the empty spot beside him at the foot of the bed. 

Shuffling over to his side, you cozy up next to him, resting your chin on his shoulder. “Genesis: Beyond Eternity? What’s it about?”

Hyunjin kisses you on the forehead, pulling a small black box from his pocket. “It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you, now would it?”

He flips the box open, revealing two circular white pieces similar to a set of contacts. He taps them with his thumbs and a thin inner circle flashes electric blue irises across the surface. You’ve seen these before when he’s played with his friends but you’ve never tried one on yourself. Something always seemed too freaky about it. Too apart from reality and too much like it all at the same time. But there’s a first time for everything and who better to share your first time with than the man you trust most in this world or any other?

“So…” he sighs, popping one out of the box, “This goes on the side of your head. Right about…here.”

You sit up straight and he carefully places it at your temple, an inch or so above your eyebrow. A light whirl catches you off guard as a chill skates down your spine. You shiver and Hyunjin grabs your hand, gently rubbing his thumb across your knuckles. 

“It’s okay. It tingles a little at first but it won’t hurt.”

He sticks his on like it’s nothing and you watch the iris blink three times before radiating an orange hue that you assume yours must as well. An epic fantasy score triggers on the TV as the screen flashes a new message. 

Welcome. Enter game?

“Ours are connected so we go in together and we come out together” he explains, “But I won’t put us in unless you say you’re ready.”

Ignoring the sound of your racing heart, you steady your trembling hand, and take a deep breath. There’s a 10 year old somewhere who probably spends hours on this thing. There’s no way you’re about to chicken out. 

“I’m ready” you nod, forcing a smile. 

Hyunjin leans in closer to you, studying your expression. He knows you’re only telling half of the truth. You aren’t truly ready—somewhere behind that pretty smile you’re terrified—but he also knows this is as ready as you’ll ever be. 

“Love you” he whispers, kissing you so sweetly that you forget what’s about to happen. “Enter game.”

And just like that your world is black. For a second? For an hour? You’ll never know the difference. It’s a blink—a long one, a short one—and your eyes are opening again. 

“Welcome to Genesis: Beyond Eternity. Private server 0069” an artificial female voice announces. Her voice filters in from nowhere and everywhere all at once. “Enjoy.”

“Holy shit…” you gasp, eyes widening as you take in the world around you. 

The four walls of your bedroom are gone, replaced by miles of mountain lined woods in each direction. The sky appears as real as it does in the outside world only here it’s painted a vibrant gradient of lilac and navy, stars burning a surreal golden hue. Two moons mark the sky. One close enough to dominate the space, the other far in the background.

In the distance there are towers, tall spires reaching into the clouds. Somewhere twinkling beneath are the dying lamp lights of a village settling in for the night. A mist lays over everything, obscuring your view of the world beneath the mountains that the structures rest upon. 

As your gaze drifts inward, you take in the place where you stand. You’re in a field of flowers. Tall, lavender tinted flowers with a rim of luminescent silver bordering the petals. Their trumpet shape causes them to curve up and out, its antlers rising from the center where fireflies circle. You run your fingers along their petals, breathing in the powdery, floral scent of the flowers. 

“Beautiful aren’t they?” Hyunjin asks, appearing behind you as softly as the wind. 

“They’re gorgeous and they feel so real” you marvel as your brain struggles to compute this new reality. 

“I planted them for you. All of this is for you actually. The flowers. The mountains. The whole server is yours.”

“Wait. You really did all of this for m…”

You turn to glance at Hyunjin and every word you were about to speak is wiped clean from your mind. It’s Hyunjin but not your Hyunjin. In many ways he looks the same. Same height. Same sharp, handsome features. Same bleached blonde hair framing his face. And in other ways he’s different. For one you’re positive your Hyunjin never had pointed ears or eyes that flash emerald in the moonlight.

His clothing seems regal. A deep green leather vest trimmed in gold layered above a billowing black shirt that’s luxurious simply to look at. Matching gold armor adorns his shoulders and forearms, intricate carvings marking every inch of them. Tattoos travel along his hands, disappearing under his sleeves and peaking out at his neck. They seem to emit an energy, one that draws you to him in a way you’ve never felt before. 

Placing your hands on his chest, you run your palms over the fine leather, tracing every swirl and divot. “Whoa, this is insane. So you’re like an elf or something?”

“An elf prince actually” Hyunjin smiles, flashing sharpened canines, and casually twirls a finger in the empty air. A book appears in his hand just like that. A piece of literature you know too well. Taken by the Elf Prince. “I noticed you’ve been reading this for, what? The third time this month. This stuff is filthy, you know that?”

“Hey!” you whine, snatching the book and holding it to your chest, “You weren’t supposed to find that.” 

Hyunjin pinches your cheek, tickled by your sudden shyness. “It’s okay. I think it’s cute.” he waves his hand again and the book disappears as quickly as it came. “It’s why I made this place for you. You have no idea how many orc empires Felix and I had to destroy for me to rule this kingdom.”

“Wait, you killed people…for me?” you ask, batting your eyelashes. 

“Of course I did, my love, thousands, and I’d do it again for you” he says, pulling you in close. Lacing an arm around your waist, he cups your cheek, staring into your eyes with enough admiration to flood a city. “So, do you like it?”

“Like it?” you ask, heart thrumming in your chest, “I love it. I feel like I’m dreaming. It’s all so…wait. If you have powers does that mean I have powers?”

You hop back, brimming with excitement, and wave your hand in the air, the image of your book fresh in your mind. But nothing happens. You pout, making a second attempt, and again nothing. Hyunjin watches you, an uneasy look on his face. 

“In your book the girl doesn’t really have any powers” he explains, “You’re raised by faeries so you know about magic but you don’t really have any. You’re brave though and really pretty! Your dress is fortified with magic too. My magic but that’s something isn’t it?” 

For the first time you glance down at what you’re wearing. You feel your toes bare against the cool, soft grass so you’re positive there’s no shoes to be found but your dress is breathtaking nonetheless. You’re draped in gold trimmed black, the same material that makes up Hyunjin’s clothing, and gorgeous jewels adorn your fingers and wrists. You run your hands along your body, feeling how the dress clings to your shape in some places and flows in others. You can’t fully see yourself yet somehow it’s the prettiest you’ve ever felt. 

“At least the dress is pretty. I’ll give you that.”

Hyunjin quirks an eyebrow, “Good. It won’t be on for long but I’m glad you like it.”

The smile on Hyunjin’s face is different now. Before there was a hint of innocence to it but now all traces of it have gone and there’s something far more sensual to it. He steps towards you like an animal stalking its prey and you back away, assessing his intentions. 

“I thought this game was about killing monsters and toppling empires" you say as his gaze rake over your body. 

Hyunjin shrugs, shedding his armor with every step, “There’s plenty of other things you can do in this game.” He strips his shirt off, his chest appearing all the more defined by the light of two moons, “Come here. Let me show you.” 

He holds his hand out to you and the instant you take it, you’re swept back into his arms. You’ve always known that you felt drawn to him in ways you’ve never felt with another man. When you first started dating you worried that feeling was too intense but that’s nothing compared to what you’re feeling in this moment. 

His lips touch yours and with every passing second you crave him even more. It’s like a wildfire consuming every inch of you. Your body’s flush, trails of heat marking you as he caresses your plush curves through your dress. That same heat pools between your thighs and you squeeze them together, desperately seeking relief. What you find instead is the realization that your darling boyfriend failed to add panties to your character design. A decision that he very much made on purpose. The friction of your soft thighs rubbing against your core makes your body arch into his, nipples stiffening behind the fabric of your dress as you moan between his lips. 

“What’s happening to me?” you ask as Hyunjin kisses his way down to your neck, nipping at the sensitive skin. “Why’s everything so…”

“Intense?” he laughs, one hand tugging at the strings at the back of your dress while the other rounds your ass. “It’s the flowers. Their pollen’s supposed to tap into your innermost desires and heighten your pleasure. I knew they were strong but fuck I need you.” 

You’ve seen your boyfriend horny before but he’s never gotten like this. There’s something primal about him. How he nibbles at your skin and claws at your dress. It’s like he wants to tear you apart and you want—no, need him to. 

“Can we really do that here?” you ask with bated breath, “I mean, do we really have the, er, equipment for that?”

Hyunjin tears your dress down, your breasts bouncing free as his hand dips below your waist to stroke your clit. “You tell me.”

The stimulation sends sparks through your system and your knees nearly give out from the sheer dizzying pleasure of it. Hyunjin catches you, carefully lowering you to the lush grass below as his kisses find their way between your breasts. Your fingers tangle in his hair, knotting around the silken locks as the tip of his tongue swirls along the pillowy arch of your breast. His pouty lips close around your nipple, sucking firmly at the bud until you’re whining his name. 

“Hyunjin, aah—”

“You sound so pretty when you say my name, princess. Say it again” he coos, dragging his hand down your belly, along your thighs.

Your legs part for him instinctively, giving him all the room he needs to plunge two fingers into your drenched pussy. He groans in satisfaction. You’ve never been this wet before. Your inner thighs were coated before he even touched you and spreading you open with his fingers only has you dripping more. 

“Hyunjin!” you moan again, hips raising to meet the rhythm of his fingers as they slam into you, stretching your needy hole.

You quickly learn that here there’s no target inside of you to hit. No special spot that makes the motion of his fingers feel especially good. Your sweet spot? It’s everywhere. It’s just a game. How can it feel so real? So insanely delicious that you’re watering at the mouth. Somehow it's tapped into you so deeply that it’s altering the chemistry of your mind, toying with every nerve, and Hyunjin knowing just how to touch your body is only making it worse. 

“I need to taste you…” he whispers against your skin, “Need to know if you taste just as good in here as you do out there.” Hyunjin licks his way down to your core, stopping as he pleases to plant kisses at all the sweetest, softest spots on you. “You’re so beautiful” he praises between kisses, “So perfect.” His need is evident in every sentence, his words lingering behind like a spell binding them to you. It’s enough to have you on the edge of your first orgasm before his tongue’s even lapping at your clit.

Gripping your thighs, he pushes your legs back towards your stomach, replacing his fingers with a tongue that delves deeper into you than you could’ve ever imagined. “Mmm” he hums, licking up the arousal coating your walls. You taste heavenly as always and his thirst for you is insatiable. Trembling, you reach for something—anything to ground yourself but all that’s there are the stems of the very flowers responsible for the rush of dopamine laying waste to your system. You hold onto them for dear life, their roots ripping from the dirt as Hyunjin ravenously fucks into you with his tongue. 

Overstimulated, you push away from him but barely make it an inch away before he’s pulling you back. His eyes glow, silver swirling in them like marble as he waves a hand over you, and just like that you’re held in place by an invisible force too powerful to fight.

“Don’t run from me, princess. Not when you’re so close.”

He plants wet kisses along your inner thighs before diving back into you with a ferocity it’s impossible to brace yourself for. His hands venture up to your breasts, kneading them as you moan and scream in his grasp, watery eyes blurring your vision of the night sky. 

At once, his tongue seems to be all over you. Darting in and out of your core, flicking your clit, rolling between your lips all at the same time. It shatters you to pieces, spinning you into a whirlwind of ecstasy that has you gushing down his chin. Your broken cries of pleasure fill the air like a melody he never wants to forget and, even as you’re coming down from your high, he can’t bear to let you stop making them.

“Again” he demands, giving you the opportunity to catch half a breath before he’s coaxing you towards your next orgasm. 

If you could string together a coherent sentence you might beg him to stop. Tell him that it’s too much, that you can’t take another. Instead you give into the only option—the only option you want there to be—surrender. You’re pushing the boundaries of something you don’t quite understand and there’s a thrill to it that can’t be denied.

Your next orgasm sneaks up on you, washing over you before you’ve even fully come down from the first. You can’t quite tell if the stars in your eyes are a permanent fixture of the sky or the result of how hard you’re coming on Hyunin’s tongue. The force pinning you down releases and you twitch weakly beneath him as he drinks every last drop of you. 

“Wanna see something cool?” Hyunjin asks, rising to his feet.

You’ve just come twice back to back, sex should be the last thing on your mind, but seeing him standing over you—your juices decorating his chest, his cock straining against the leather of his pants—makes you want him inside you with a desperation you can feel in your bones. 

You tilt your head, intrigued by his offer, “Something cool like what?”

Hyunjin stares up at the sky, a brief silence passing before he’s gazing back down at you. Your eyes light up at the sight of a shooting star streaking across the sky. In the corner of your eye another one flies by and then another until the sky’s sprinkled with them. They capture your attention long enough to distract you from the fact that Hyunin’s stripping down right in front of you but once you notice, even the stars can’t tear your attention away. 

That question you had about him possessing the equipment necessary to indulge your urges? The answer’s quite obviously a yes for both of you. He’s all there, every beautifully veined inch of him. You want it so badly that simply watching the arousal drip from the tip has you clenching around nothing. 

Hyunjin casually takes a seat beside you in the grass, leaning over to stroke your cheek. “Sit in my lap. I wanna look at that pretty face while I fuck you.”

You’re speechless. Hyunin’s done a little dirty talk here and there but this? This is new and you love everything about it. Taking you by the hand, he guides you up into his lap. Not completely but just enough for his cock to nudge at your entrance. Front and back. 

Draping your arms over his shoulders, you sink your hips down enough to confirm your suspicions. You let out a tiny yelp, raising yourself back up, and Hyunjin can’t hide his amusement at your reaction. 

“There’s t…two of them now?” you stutter, glancing down at the small amount of space between you, hoping to catch a glimpse of what you’ve clearly missed. 

Hyunjin tucks a finger under your chin, tilting your head up to bring your attention back to him. “I can switch back to one. I could go up to three. I can give you whatever you want. You just have to tell me.” 

Grabbing onto your hips, he eases you down onto him, feeling your body quiver as he stretches your pussy and your ass simultaneously. Under normal conditions this is nothing you could handle but nothing about these conditions are normal. To your surprise, not only can you handle this, you want this. 

“I want…mmph—” you moan as he feeds you inch after pulsing inch and the fullness begins to cloud your brain. 

Hyunjin pauses, half of him in you and half out. This feels just as good for him as it does for you and it’s taking everything in him not to fill you up all at once. “What do you want, princess? Tell me” he says, kissing every part of you he can reach. The softness of your lips. The curve of your chin. The warmth of your cheeks. 

“I…want…all of this.”

Your mouth crashes into his as you settle down onto his lap, taking him into you without an ounce of hesitation. If his tongue and his fingers felt like heaven, this is so far beyond that. Something as good as this is dangerous. Addictive. 

“You okay, baby? You’re shaking ” Hyunjin whispers, fingertips tracing your spine.

There’s a hint of playfulness as he speaks. An undertone of pleasure taken from the way you tremble in his lap, adjusting to the feeling of him swelling within the depths of your velvet walls. Lacing your fingers around the back of his neck, you rock your hips, setting the pace. Hyunin bites his lip, gripping the juicy globes of your ass as he grinds back into you. 

“You’re shaking too, Jinnie. What’s wrong? Too much for you?” you tease, tits pressed to his chest. 

Hyunjin grins, slapping your ass so hard that you jiggle all around him. “Oh, so it’s your turn to tease me now, hmm?”

You kiss his grinning lips, twirling your tongue around his in a delicate dance that only draws you deeper into each other. Grabbing your plush hips, he lifts you up and slams you back down, stealing the air from your lungs. Your nails scratch the nape of his neck and he hisses at the pain, mystified by how good it manages to feel while he’s fucking you.

Your moans fill the space between his cheeks and they’re like sugar on his tongue. He can only want more. Lucky for him, you have no plans to hold back. You couldn’t if you wanted to. Not when every inch of him is pulsing inside of you. You feel all of him. Every rush of blood. Every throbbing vein. 

You bounce in his lap, mindless, clinging to him. Your sweat slicked body calls out his name, even as you lose the ability to. The sound of your bodies colliding—your shared arousal pooling between you—makes the filthiest noises. If anyone else were on this server they’d surely hear but not even the threat of being caught could stop you from taking his cocks like you were born for this purpose alone. 

“Fuck, you feel so good” he growls, tilting you back at an angle that has your eyes rolling back. His hand finds your clit and he rolls it between his fingers, massaging the swollen bud. Raising you up again, he brings you down over and over. Each time harder. Faster. Rougher. “You’re too pretty like this. Taking me so well. I know it’s your birthday but I can’t help feeling like I’m the one who’s getting the gift. You’re just so perfect. So…”

Your hips stutter as the tension coiling in your lower belly intensifies. You’re tingling from head to toe as your walls spasm, frantically clenching his length. “Jinnie…” you whimper, words trailing off as your head falls back. 

Hyunjin nuzzles your chin, rubbing your clit faster. “You gonna cum for me? My gorgeous girl. My princess.” 

You can’t see him but you just know he’s watching you. The lust in his gaze sticks to you like honey, drowning every part of you in his longing. Suddenly everything goes hazy, the tears running down your cheeks blurring the sky like watercolor. The sky seems to get closer. Close enough that if you reached out you’d swear you could touch the moon. You’re floating away, light as a feather, and then you’re crashing down.

Hyunjin rolls you onto your back, letting you writhe in a bed of flowers as you squirt all over his cock. Your mouth’s wide open and he seizes the opportunity to kiss you, swallowing your muffled moans as his own high has him spilling into your pretty little holes. You’re overflowing. Warm and full. A feeling that seems to last forever, lingering even as Hyunjin slips off to your side, bringing you into his chest. You lay here together, breathless and spent. Your head on his chest. His fingers in your hair. 

“Thank you, Jinnie. For everything” you say, petting the taut muscles of his chest. “This has been the best birthday ever. Can I ask for just one more thing?” 

“Anything.”

You scoot yourself up to eye level, the afterglow making you look like his own personal angel. “I want you again but this time the real you.”

Hyunjin’s brow furrows. He seems caught off guard by your request. “Are you sure? We can stay here if you want. It's your gift after all.”

“You are my gift” you smile, “Now take me home and fuck me like you mean it.”

Hyunjin stares at you, as in love as he’s ever been, “Exit game.”

you flipped through the pages of your book, settling into the soft surface of your bed. mingi entered your bedroom as you became more immersed in your book.

he sighed loudly, walking towards the bed, not saying anything at first. he sat on his side of the bed for a moment; his back facing you as you continued reading.

after a few minutes, he turned to you, laying back and resting his head on your shoulder.

“hi, pretty boy,” you spoke softly, bringing your arm to wrap around him, burying your hand in his strands.

“hey.” he mumbled against your skin, almost pressing a kiss there. his arms rested against his sides, seeming like he wanted to wrap them around you but he didn’t.

“what’s wrong? hm?” you asked, glancing down at him for a split second. he inhaled, hesitating.

“nothing, i just..”

you closed your book, “go ahead, im listening.”

“i miss you..”

“but im right here, ming,” you giggled, combing your fingers through his hair once more. he shifted, his arms moving closer to wrap around you.

“no, i mean, you. your touch.. and—“ he stopped himself, his arms slithering around your waist, squeezing. his leg was thrown across yours as his body moved closer.

you started to realize what he meant, so you pulled him closer, placing a kiss in his forehead.

“why didn’t you just say so, baby?”

he shrugged, still trying to move closer, as if that were possible. he picked his head up off of your shoulder, glancing down at your lips before he pressed a small kiss against them.

he pecked them once, and then twice, which eventually turned into more kisses than you could count.

“mmph, mingi!” you laughed as he climbed on top of you, his hands coming to drift under your shirt, resting at your sides as he peppered more kisses against your lips.

“missed you..” he mumbled again before giving you one more kiss, one that was more deep, less playful but filled with love and passion.