Niah

Jungwon has always been there. You’re the Yin to his Yang, The Mermaid man to your Barnacle boy. He's your savior, He's your best friend, He's your partner in crime and most importantly 

The man you've loved for years.

Sounds like the perfect cliché romance, doesn't it?

It isn't.

Because Yang Jungwon is in love with someone else.

Yang Jungwon might be your dream man but you're not his dream girl.

Katie Yeon is.

Katie is everything you're not. Everything you're jealous of. Rich, smart, stable family with a stable income, pretty and most importantly, attractive. 

Of course, you're attractive, just not enough for Jungwon. Your family makes decent money just not enough to match Katie's. Your mom is there but it's not enough to qualify as enough. 

Nothing is ever enough. 

You can never match her. 

You'll just never reach her level. 

"....." 

"Hello? Earth to Y/N?" Jungwon's voice snaps you out of your inner monologue 

"What?" You blink 

"What should I give Katie for Valentine's?" He asks, face resting on his palms 

"I don't know, Won, Katie's kind of a rich girl. I can't name something she doesn't have." You shrugged

You weren't lying. Katie was genuinely a hard person to buy for. Katie was a part of your huge friend group, and you've been assigned one year to give her something. For your annual tradition, Exchange gift. There was a budget of $70, not cheap but not too expensive either—considering you're all on a budget since you're all in the last year of University. 

There's a shared google docs from everybody's wishlist 

While everybody else wished for normal items like gift cards, clothes, food, or a secondhand textbook Katie wished for a pair of earrings that cost about $700 

You had to approach her, gently letting her know that there was a budget. 

That incident somehow created some tension between the both of you. 

There's nothing wrong with not connecting but it always seemed that Katie hung that specific incident over you. Which is why you didn't really try to seek out a friendship with her 

"...."

"Maybe just spend a day with her Jungwon. Give her a teddy bear with a handwritten letter." You suggest

"Seriously? A stuffed toy and a letter?" He asks you, voice laced with sarcasm 

"Well, do you have any better ideas?" You roll your eyes in annoyance 

"No! That's why I'm asking you" He says back 

"Can you drop the attitude? You're the one asking for help and you have the audacity to be a sassy bitch?" You scowl, already getting up from your seat and storming off away from him 

"Wait! Y/N I'm sorry. I'm just nervous, okay? You know how long I've liked her. I can feel that this year will be it." His eyes were full of pleas. 

Every year is 'the' year. You thought to yourself 

In the deepest rooks of your mind, you imagine your own perfect Valentine proposal. It's not grand, not lavish. It's intimate and private—Comfortable not flashy 

"Fine! I'll help you. I'm allowing you to steal my ideal Valentine's day. He picks me up from my home, with a bouquet of flowers. Then he takes me to a hill overlooking the city. We lay on a blanket, have a picnic there and talk for hours without end." You list your ideal Valentine all the while you're imagining Jungwon doing them to you “Then he drops me off at home, midnight and gives me a kiss before leaving…”

"That's perfect! Thank you so much. I LOVE YOU" Jungwon says, kissing your cheek and heading towards his car 

"That's perfect! Thank you so much. I love you."

Jungwon kisses your cheek before running to his car.

He doesn't notice the way your face burns.

Or how every Valentine's Day, you've turned down every confession hoping—just hoping—that this would be the year he'd ask you instead.

He never does.

Pathetic, I know. 

Taglist: @lovzy7 @chaellise @rikiiduck

You're in an airport. Leaving Tokyo, and coming back to your hometown.

The life in Tokyo was not what you expected. It wasn't sunshine and rainbows.

It's nothing like that at all, it's all about work, career and living day by day. Everything in your life suddenly changed when you moved to Tokyo. By moving there you thought you could do great things, the ones that matter—With significance.

But reality hit you hard. Nothing ever came easy. Years and years of the same endless, miserable loop drained your soul, drained your very being until you're practically nothing

Everything was draining. Work, striving for a career, loving somebody.

Another reason you left the city was because of someone—Your ex fiancee.

For a bit of time yudai became your everything. Your life and dreams revolved around him. You plan around your life around his convenience and his desires. But despite all your efforts some things aren't just meant to be.

While your hometown reminded you of your parent's death, your bitter sweet childhood and youth

Tokyo was a reminder of maturity, careers, and the death of your relationship

Everything was too painful in Tokyo.

So you made the most logical thing. Moving back into your old town, by the province. There's isn't any pressure to be the best there, no pressure to be the "top" you just need to show up for people and people show up for you.

And of course, Yudai wasn't there.

You hail a taxi, hauling the life you've built for almost ten years in Tokyo. It's densely packed into three suitcases. That's it. The moment the ride has started you began to reminisce. Highschool, the people you left, the places you've missed. Everything. You wondered what has changed since you left.

Minute pass by and you see the arch of your town.

You're finally home.

You ask the driver to stop, and pay him. You stop for a brief moment to admire your childhood home. It's completely unchanged. Same color, same mailbox. Same everything. Nothing's been touched.

Your parents passed away years ago, yet the people took care of the home without you asking for it. Their passing was the reason you left the town. There's too much pain, too much memories and too many reminders of them. You couldn't move on and find closure.

Grief is never easy to let go of.

You drag your suitcases across the walkway. You weren't in pain anymore. You came at peace with the fact they're gone, you found closure long ago. Because carrying the grief and choosing not to let go was hard, it's like carrying a boulder on your shoulder 24/7. That shit is too much work. It took time but you found the way to healing.

Yet you can't help but cry at the sight of the home.

Your tears pool in your eyes, the hot liquid slowly trickles down your face. Your sobs broke the silence and it carried along the heavy wind

"Noona?" A deep voice interrupted from behind

It was a guy—A tall guy, sporting an all black outfit, ironclad in jewelry and a hair styled into perfection.

In the back of your mind you knew who it was

It was Ni-ki. The same little kid that used to give you chocolates every Valentine's day, the same one who would hide whenever you'd come over their house to hangout with his sister, the same one who's write you handwritten birthday letter with a handmade gift, same the one who'd smile from ear to ear when he sees you, The same one who'd get upset when a guy tries to pursue you, the same little kid who swore up and down that he'll make you 'his' He was that little kid. To you he was just Konon's little brother, the one that has a silly crush, just some infatuation that he'll eventually grow out of. Ni-ki was that little kid.

Now he's not so little anymore.

He got taller. Way taller. His face became sharper, more composed. More serious, his childhood features were nowhere to be found. His style clearly changed. He became more dark and mature, composed. He carried himself with a certain confidence.

"Nini?" You wiped your tears, staring at the man before you

"don't call me that, I'm not nini anymore..." He rolled his eyes

You tried to hide the fact you were crying, sobbing basically when he saw you. You cleared your throat and fished for the house keys.

You slowly drag the suitcases on the stairs, dragging them to the door. A hand took the suitcases for you. Ni-ki carried them inside

"Thanks, nini" You let out a small smile

"Don't call me that." He replied with a deep voice

After that he leaves without any word.

The next morning you're woken up by the sound of knocking

On your peephole you groggily look at who's banging on the door. Konon was there. Still on her pajamas

You open your door, giving her a lazy smile

"Do you want breakfast?" She asked, with a smile on her face

Konon knew you were going home. Despite the fact that you're both adults with own shit going on with your lives you still kept close tabs on each other

"Sure. Would that be okay?" You asked, afraid to impose on their morning

"Yes! Just like old times!" She exclaimed, already dragging you out of the door

"Wait let me wash my face first.." you drag her inside your house "sorry for the mess..." You scratched your head

"It's fine..." She assured

You're in the bathroom, rushing between washing your face and brushing your teeth. You quickly change into decent clothes instead of pajamas and got out of the bathroom. You then make your way into the Nishimura residence.

You were welcomed by the smell of homemade food. The aroma travelled throughout the whole house. The smell was divine—You can't remember the last time you had a home cooked meal

Konon let's you in, her parents are already in the table.

"Sweetie come grab a bowl!" Konon's mother exclaimed

You immediately comply. You found it strange that the Nishimura's treated you like nothing happened, everything is normal—It's refreshing.

You headed to the kitchen where their plates were (where you used to remember) and opened the cabinet and it's still there, plates stacked on top of one another.

The cabinet was still high for you. It always has been. You tiptoe to get it until a hand suddenly reaches. They shadow your actions, taking the plate and handing it to you.

You turn behind to see it was Ni-ki. He was still sleepy.

And he has no shirt on. Just grey sweatpants and his hair messily cascading on his face.

Your eyes stray involuntarily. It lands on his bare upper body. He was lean and toned.

You realized what you were doing and cleared your throat

"Thanks" you mutter before scuffling back to the dining table

The meal was delicious, basically melted on your tongue.

"So tell us about your fianceé" Konon's mother asked with a smile

"Mom stop" Konon said gritting her teeth

"I'm so sorry...I didn't mean to impose" She immediately apologized

" Ex-Fiancee, Mrs. Nishimura. It's okay...Life happened. We weren't just meant to be"

The table was now silent, awkward and heavy. You cleared your throat

"Thank you so much for the meal" You said out loud

The dinner tasted amazing. The way the spices were in perfect harmony. You missed this. Being surrounded by kind people, eating a home cooked meal and sitting exchanging stories.

Konon insisted on coming over to your home so your stories wouldn't get cut short. Riki followed behind the both of you.

"I'm so sorry I haven't had the chance to shop for furniture yet." You sheepishly scratched your head

The home was bare, just a couple of camping chairs and a make shift coffee table.

It's been a long day for you

"Riki could drive you to the next town over for furniture!" Konon offered

"No it's okay Nini might be busy.." you trailed off

"It's fine...As long as you don't keep calling me that..." He rolled his eyes

"Okay. Thanks" you smiled at him

"So do you have alcohol?" Konon asked, already making her way to the makeshift chairs

"Fuck yeah!" You said

You took the alcohol you've put away the night before, taking two shot glasses with you

"There's two. We need three." Konon stated

"Right. I keep forgetting."

The concept of Ni-ki being of age to drink was strange to you. He was just a cute little boy. You go back and take another one

The drinking began, laughing, exchanging life updates. Everything they've missed in each other's lives.

Hours later, the night didn't go young.

The next morning you found yourself on your bed. Even though you don't remember going into bed.

You hear noises down the kitchen, clanging around the stove. You quickly grab a pair of scissors you used to open packages you ordered online. Just in case there was a burglar that tried to break in

You keep you guard up. Until you realize it was him. He's moving around the kitchen.

"What are you doing in my kitchen Nini?" You asked setting the weapon away

"Hangover soup." He says, while facing the kitchen.

He turned back with a bowl full of it.

"You were out of it last night. After konon left since she got a call from work you started rambling about everything. Then you fell asleep while you were on the bathroom..."

"Oh my gosh. Please tell me I had my pants on.." you felt your soul leave your body

"You did." He assured

"I'm surprised you know how to make hangover soup.." you raised your eyebrows

"I've been drinking for four years, Noona..."

"Right..."

"I'll wait for you. My sister insisted to take you furniture shopping.."

For the next two hours you and Ni-ki ate together, had a sober conversation and watched in horror the recorded footage of drunk you on his phone.

Then you two made your way to the furniture store.

Ni-ki was very helpful with picking. He was surprisingly practical and helpful. He decided against matching furnitures that cost two times your month pay.

And then in another instance he discouraged the purchase of an antique cabinet. He told you that it was infested with mold and termites.

And now currently you're still on the hunt for the perfect chair—The chair where you'll be reading your books, watching shows and drinking wine on the weekends.

That chair

The one's you have purchased are already being hauled to the pick-up truck Ni-ki's family had lent you for the day.

"Is there anything else I can help you with?" The lady asked

"I'm looking for the perfect living room chair..." You told her

"Is it for the both of you? A couples chair?" She asked

"Oh no, It's just for me. Don't be ridiculous, He's not my boyfriend! He's like my little brother!" You laughed it off

Then there was silence. Both from the sales lady and Riki. You shrugged it off and continued shopping.

Hours later you're finally done with furniture shopping. But you've noticed Ni-ki was off, silent, composed.

He silently hauls everything into the pickup truck, never letting you carry anything

"I'm hungry can we stop over a cafe Nini?" You asked

"Stop calling me that." He rolled his eyes

He stops over the cafe, parks and heads towards inside.

He sees a spot and makes you sit

"I'll order with you." You say

"I already know it." He declares. Like his actions were normal

"I didn't tell you what I want?" You arch your brows

"French vanilla iced coffee. Less ice." He recites

To your surprise he knows. You've been ordering the same drink. And he remembered. Even though you haven't seen each other in a decade. He still remembers.

"How did you know?" You asked

"I remember." He says before moving up in the line

You sat in there stunned. He remembers.

Even your ex doesn't remember the tiniest little details about you. But he did. Even though he hasn't seen you in forever.

"Wait your drink is still too hot." You warned as you hold his hand, stopping him from drinking

Niki clicks his tongue "Can you stop fucking doing that?"

"Doing what?" You asked confused

"Treating me like I'm your twelve year old brother. 'Cause I'm not."

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to." You look down in shame

After the quick meal in the cafe the both of you go back inside the truck. But now you're awkward and silent. Nobody spoke a word till you arrived at the house.

Ni-ki still hauled the furniture to your front door despite his declaration earlier.

"I'm sorry" you told him while he's opening a box

"I shouldn't have done that to you. It's honestly unfair, you've been nothing but nice and welcoming yet I'm treating you like a child. I'm treating you as 'Just Konon's little brother' and I've realized you've grown up into your own person. You have your own personality, your style, your own goals. And it's unfair that I'm minimizing you to 'just the little brother'. It's unfair and I'm sorry." You managed to say in one breath

"I don't accept your stupid apology." He finally faces you

"Excuse me?" You asked ridiculed by his actions

"I don't accept it. You're being selfish. You want to clear your conscience. You hate that you're being confronted that's why you and your people pleasing ass apologizes even though you know deep deep down you don't mean it. Because you're a people pleasing girl that loves to clear their conscience while they're minimizing someone and refusing to see them as an individual." He retorts back

"What the fuck are you talking about? I'm here being humble and apologizing to you." You gasped

At this point you were already shocked.

"For my sake or yours?" He asks "Don't you think I haven't noticed how shitty you've been treating me? You refuse to see me for who I am, you're shocked that I grew a backbone while you're away, you're caught off guard to know I drink. You think I'm just some kid?" His voice unexpectedly breaks

"That's why I'm fucking apologizing" You shout back

"What do you want from me? Do I need to prove myself to you?" He looks down on the floor

"No Nini you don't."

"And stop fucking calling me that."

Niki then inches towards you. Face filled with rage.

You inch away from him, stepping backwards until you hit a wall. He still doesn't stop until you're pinned to the wall. He locks you onto it, he looks at you up and down as if he's sizing you up. He stares at you deeply. His eyes pierces deep into your soul

"Ni-ki please.." you plead

"You want me to prove myself? Fine. I'll prove to you that I'm not just a little boy."

Niki says before he smashes his lips onto yours. His lips were soft and plump but his kisses were rough and hungry and full of lust. He doesn't stop and fights your tongue for dominance. His hands stray every where.

It started on your face. He cups them as he slowly takes your breath away. He puts a strand of your hair behind your ears.

You pull back "Ni-ki this is wrong..."

"We're both adults here Noona... unless you don't want me. Just say it and I'll stop."

That's where everything went different. You didn't say stop or no. You just let his hands ravish you all over.

He mischievously smiles at you and pulls you closer to your bedroom. His lips doesn't let you go and stay locked onto your lips. He leads you to your bedroom, he pushes the door open and roughly pushes you to the bed.

"You have no idea how much I've dreamt and wanted this noona..." He smirks darkly

He takes a moment to look at you. Currently you're a panting mess from the make out session you just had.

But he's doesn't take long before he takes off his clothes. Then he crawls up the bed with you. He takes off your clothes slowly. Piece by piece

He doesn't stop removing your clothes until you only have your bra separating your body and him

"You're so fucking beautiful" He breathes out, still looking at your chest

He pins you to the bed while he places you under him. One of his hands pins both of your hands above your head.

He then stars to smother you with kisses. He bites onto your lower lip as he kisses you once again, he moves onto your neck. He sucks onto them like a leech.

The sounds of sucking could only be heard in the room, accompanied with your occasional groans

Then he moves onto your clothed chest. He leaves hickeys all over your upper chest. He lets go of his tight grasp over you as he moves down further. He then removes the bottom articles of clothes you had on, leaving you with nothing but an underwear.

"You want me to prove to you I'm not a kid? Then I'll prove it..." He smirks

After those words he removes the panties he left you with his own mouth. His tongue continuesly makes his way to your clit.

The moment his mouth makes contact with your clit is you moan out his name.

"Hmmm Riki..." You groan out

He starts to lick your clit, his tongue does all kinds of tricks that sends pleasure through you. You were a squirming mess but his massive hands are snakes on your waist, essentially holding you down the bed.

The obscene slurping sounds were accompanied by your moans. After he's done eating you out his fingers slowly massage your clit. As if he was testing out waters with you.

Without any kind of warning he eventually inserted two of his fingers. He jabs into you with precision and speed.

Your moans yelling out his name are like victory fanfares to his ears. To Ni-ki this was victory to him. After being downplayed as a child for the longest time he was finally providing himself to you.

He wasn't a kid anymore.

He's proving it to you.

And he's doing a very good job on doing so.

He wasn't some dumb kid that was foolishly in love with you. He was a man presented a chance to finally prove himself.

He smirks, he was satisfied with his work. Then he pushes your bra aside, pushing them to a corner. He cups your breasts and plays with them, squishing them with one hand while the other jerks you off. He then twists your nipples and plays around with them.

He decided that he's done pleasing you and pulls his fingers back. He removes his pants and throws them on your floor. His dick springs back to his belly button. It was hard as a rock. And there was pre-cum already leaking from the mushroom tip

He's had that erection since the fight between the both of you. You stare down at how big he is

"What haven't seen a man packing this big before, Noona?" He asks you with a smirk, tauning your initial reaction

There was pre-cum beading over him. Without any say he immediately inserts himself into you

This sends waves of pleasure over you. His precum acted as a lubricant for the both of you. He was big and girthy. It took you a few moments to adjust to his length.

While Ni-ki had you under him and full control over you he was slowly becoming a whimpering mess. The way you're wrapping to tightly against him pushes him on the edge

He gently pushes in deeper and deeper until he's hit your sweet spot. Then after that he picks up his pace. He holds onto the mattress for support while he's trusting. Each thrust into you send stars into you.

You're being fucked to oblivion to the point you're seeing stars. Ni-ki's length and his pace makes you drown in your own pleasure.

"Fuck you're so good..." He manages to say

Your flesh joining created a rhythmic noise.

You could feel yourself getting close

"I'm getting close Riki..." You tell him

"Don't cum without me please?" He pleads as he even takes a more violent and rushed pace

"Fuck Riki don't go too fast... I'll cum..." You whimper out

"I'm sorry... We'll come together.. I'm so close..."

He does lme last thrust before coming inside of you. His liquids slowly pour out of your clit. As your own pussy leaks out.

"I'm no kid anymore noona" He smirks before collapsing at the bed beside you

You tiredly enter your empty apartment.

Of course it's empty and quiet. Your boyfriend, Jungwon has been on tour for a few months now. And he's not given any breaks.

He's an idol under Hybe, and his job requires so much, sometimes it's too much.

The year has started off unpleasantly with a world tour announcement. While his fans are celebrating all around the world for enhypen's tour you're worried about how this is going to impact Jungwon, his health and most of all, your relationship.

The tour he has was in Europe. And that your challenged your relationship. Too challenged that it almost pushed your relationship to its conclusions.

But nevertheless, you both pulled through.

The both of you found ways on how to connect and keep communicating.

Text, Photos, Voice memos and Face time was basically your way of communication.

Jungwon has been on tour for a month and a half already. And there's no stopping soon. They're currently in Frankfurt Germany. And their next stop is Barcelona.

You hurriedly to your room and take off your work clothes, putting lingerie instead.

Jungwon doesn't force you to send stuff, but you do it anyways. He's your boyfriend and you still want to please him even though he's awake

'loved the show🎀' You attached a photo of you wearing a lingerie with it's bow in the very middle, keeping your chest in place.

Not long after you see the chat bubbles moving. Jungwon has seen it

After a few minutes of waiting a voice message comes through. You open it, play it and then stuck the speaker to your ear. It was a three minute audio of Jungwon pleasing himself to the photo you just sent fifteen minutes ago.

In the video there wasn't much noice, just the fan in the background, his hands doing its work, the obscene flesh hitting one another and the repeated mentions of your name.

In the video Jungwom could be heard complimenting you and the outfit you wore.

"fuck y/n baby that outfit is amazing"

"you're so gorgeous.."

"I fucking miss you so much baby"

Jungwon sings these compliments to you while he's pleasing himself.

You help yourself and jerk yourself to the audio of that Jungwon sent you

After that you clean yourself up and text him

"Can we facetime? I miss you..." You typed

"of course baby..." Jungwon replies

You immediately tap on the call icon to see Jungwon's screen already shacking.

His voice was unstable, behind the screen his whimpers can be heard as the phone shook

"Baby where are you? S-show yourself please?" He whimpers out

You take this as the chance to show him that you're playing with yourself.

You prop your camera to a nearby stand.

As your hand goes down, your other free hand plays with you nipples.

You muster them on a circular motion as your fingers pump inside you, in and out

"F-fuck Jungwon I miss you so much..." You moan out

While you play with yourself Jungwon does the same. The both of you jerk yourselves in front of the other.

"I miss you too baby.. I miss your mouth sucking on my dick... And I miss your tongue..." Jungwon's pave goes faster and faster

"I miss your tight pussy so much baby... I need you so bad..." Jungwon moans out

While Jungwon's pleases himself you're pushed further into the edge with his voice.

You missed him so fucking much.

You miss how much his long fingers and the way they make your toes curl. You miss his mouth that makes you writhe in pleasure, and most importantly you miss his dick.

The way he just buries himself into you and hits that spot everytime.

You miss being fucked by your boyfriend.

And your desperation goes to another level.

"Please show me how wet you are please baby?" Jungwon pleads between his whimpers

"Show me how wet you are and I'll show you how much I need you..." Jungwon begs once again

Between being lost in the pleasure you manage to pan the camera down where Jungwon could see your crotch. Before he touches himself again he films everything that's going down.

After that he even jerks himself faster. The thought of just his whimpers enough to make you this wet makes him even more desperate.

"Go on, play with yourself. I'm watching." He says

You take this as the initiative to pump your fingers faster and faster. You look at Jungwon's hard dick right now and image that his dick inside you right now, not your fingers

"Fuck Jungwon..." You moan out "I miss you so much..Hmmmmm"

"Fuck baby I'm so fucking close..." Jungwon moans out

"FUCK jungwon I need you and your dick so bad. I need you inside me" your fingers pump in and out event faster, and faster until you can feel your stomach in twist

"Wonnie I'm coming..." You bit your lips

"Just wait for me baby I'm so close"

His moans becomes louder and louder, more eratic.

You couldn't hold on any much longer and let the pleasure go—You release and it drips down your hands.

Jungwon sees this and his cum splatters all over the camera.

"This isn't so bad..." Jungwon laughs out

Everything about it is wrong, yet you still chose to go with it anyways. 

Mr. Lee was your best friend's dad, at first you were trying to be respectful about him and his marriage. 

That's why you didn't dare to do anything 

But now that he's divorced the temptations are too hard to refuse. 

You're currently at his mansion. On the way to the kitchen to get some snacks Amara, your bestfriend is on her way from her school two hours away. 

You're looking around the pantry and the cupboards for snacks, your eyes land on the cereal neatly tucked away in the pantry, then you grabbed a bowl from the dishwasher and poured the milk on the cereal, you then grabbed orange juice and poured it on your glass. 

You're given house access privileges last year during spring break 

You thought nobody was around. Because during this time, Mr. Lee was usually at his desk job forty five minutes away. But to your surprise the door opened and shut, the sound echoed throughout the house 

"Mara?" You called out, thinking it was your bestfriend making the noise 

"Amara is not here yet" A deep voice replied from behind 

"M-mr. Lee, I didn't notice you there..." You stammered trying to keep it cool 

Amara confided in you during the divorce. It ended very badly, and this is your first time seeing him since during the holidays months ago. 

He looked good, he looks healthier, happier. 

"Please, don't be modest. Call me Heeseung. You've been my daughter's bestfriend for ages..." He flashed you his pearly whites 

"Of course, Heeseung..." Your voice came out clipped 

"You've changed a lot since Iast so you during the holidays..." He stated 

There was an instant burn in your cheeks, realizing he was paying enough attention to notice the changes you're currently going through. 

Calling your best friend's dad by a first name basis feels so odd, you're not used to it. You've known Lee’s for years yet you never called him by his first name.

You suddenly became thirsty, you took a sip of the orange juice you've taken out not too long ago 

"Did Amara tell you anything about her mom and I?" He suddenly asked

The sudden question suddenly caught you off guard, accidentally spitting out the orange juice all over yourself. 

You quickly scramble to find kitchen towels but there was none that's currently close to you. During the scramble Heeseung's hand suddenly sticks out to you offering you a towel. 

You smiled at him while you cleaned yourself up with the towel he gave you. 

You noticed that his eyes roamed everywhere. 

"She did... Mr—Heeseung..She did and I'm sorry about it..." Your voice filled with pity 

"No need to pity me...It was fun while it lasted...." He smiled bitterly 

Then Heeseung was intensely looking at you, by instinct you looked down, realizing all this time you weren't wearing a bra. And you're wearing the tiniest shorts known to man with half of your cheeks peeking out.

And you spilled juice on yourself not too long ago making your white T-shirt basically see through and transparent 

"Excuse me, I'm gonna clean myself up in the bathroom.." You quickly excused yourself 

While you're on the way to the bathroom heeseung suddenly grabs your wrist 

"Wait." He stops you 

Then he pins you to the nearby wall, he doesn't stop smothering you with kisses as you didn't attempt to stop his actions. You didn't pull away from his venomous touch. 

"I'm sorry... I shouldn't have... This is wrong" He suddenly pulled back, realization hitting him

"This is so wrong Heeseung, We shouldn't be doing this" You stated 

"So you do you want me to stop?" He smirks 

"I..I don't know" You bit your lip 

"You need to use your words" He says

Heeseung knew he was obviously crossing an unspoken boundary that he shouldn't be crossing. You're literally his daughter's bestfriend. He also acknowledges that you're young. Too young—Yet he can't help himself. He knows an attractive woman when he sees one, and you are attractive. Maybe too attractive for your well being, and you’re not even aware of how gorgeous you are. Beautiful long silky hair, curves enough to make any man water. 

"This is wrong Heeseung... So wrong" You bit your lips, looking down at the floor 

"Then tell me to stop..." He manages to breathe out 

"But I don't want you to stop..." Your voice clipped with shame 

"Then I won't sweetheart..." Heeseung said 

Before he crashed his lips on yours, this time his kisses were hungry, sloppy and hard. His lips were soft, yet his tongue was tangled inside with your own. 

You couldn't stop yourself, you couldn't help indulge yourself in the temptation he brings upon you. 

You didn't fight him, instead you gave him an opening to where there's no coming back 

He slowly drags you to his room, he pulls you close, still peppering kisses all over your neck and collarbones. He leads you to his bedroom. Once you're inside he takes of his clothes 

"Do you need help with your clothes babygirl?" He asks for permission 

"Yes" You nod along, giving him permission 

He didn't waste a second and took off your shirt, now nothing is left but your bare chest, he threw the clothes somewhere absent mindedly. His body was amazing, for someone his age he's maintaining his physique pretty well. Heeseung's body was toned, not too much muscle and not too bulk either. The suits he usually wears don't do his body any justice, while he looks good wearing suits, it makes him look a little frumpy.

He then pushes you to his bed. It creaked once you've hit the soft mattress 

Heeseung puts you in a position where he's under you 

"Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked once again, like he's hesitating 

"There's no turning back from this, Heeseung..." You declared 

"As you wish.." He flashed you a devilishly naughty smile 

He gives kisses once again. He sucks onto your skin, then his kisses move onto your neck, then your collarbones and onto your lower stomach. Your breath hitches as he inched closer and closer to your pussy

He flashed you those charming round eyes before continuing. 

Heeseung doesn't give mercy to your shorts and he takes them off with one swift motion. Then he takes off your underwear with the same precision, tossing them onto the floor. Then he indulges himself in the sight of your clit before diving into it.He doesn't take long before he dives into it, the moment Heeseung buried himself and his tongue into your slit, you immediately started seeing stars

The lewd sound of him sucking echoes throughout the room, your moans accompanied them. 

You bit your lips you suppress the moans, trying to be as silent as possible 

"Louder baby, let me hear you" He encourages, like he's having fun with what he's doing 

You feel yourself closer to the climax, you grab harder into his hair, digging deeper into his scalp as you bury his mouth further into you. 

"Fuck I'm so close Heeseung..." You managed to moan out 

He doesn't speak back, he just sucks the life out of you until you're cross-eyed

You're so close to climax, your stomach is in knots until he pulls back 

"Why'd you stop?" You moan out in disappointment 

"I didn't say you could come babygirl.." He states, before licking the excess liquids around his mouth 

"Face down, ass up." Heeseung barks his orders

"W-what?" You stammered 

"You heard me" 

You immediately comply with his orders, putting your head down onto the bed while your ass is up, for better access on Heeseung's part. 

You suddenly feel Heeseung's dick on the entrance of your clit. You take a deep breath, bracing yourself for him 

"I'll be gentle babygirl, don't you worry..." He chuckles 

With that Heeseung slams into you, contradicting his earlier promise. You moan out in pleasure and in pain, tears slowly pool in your eyes and they slowly cascade into the mattress. You grab onto the sheets for support while Heeseung thrusts without mercy, his thrusts were wild and untamed, he doesn't seem to tire, he goes faster and faster. While he thrusts into you, his hands land onto your nipples and he plays with them in a circular motion. Then he's dipping his hips onto yours, you feel his balls hitting the butt. You moan out in pain 

"Fuck Heeseung!" You shout 

"That's it..Take my fucking cock..." He thrusts "You're so fucking tight baby...So tight like a virgin..." He says 

You hug him tighter and tighter as he goes deeper and deeper into you. For the second time you feel yourself climax. 

"I'm about to come again Heeseung..." You tell him 

"Don't cum yet baby... I'm close fucking close..." 

Heeseung even picks up his pace, now he's moving at an impossible pace, almost too fast to keep up with. 

"Fuck.."

The both of your climax at the same time, the liquids mix inside of you as you catch your own breath. You feel amazing and lightheaded at the same time, panting from the exhaustion this had brought upon you. 

"You're amazing baby..." Heeseung praises 

Before you could reply a piercing sound interrupts the both of you. Heeseung's phone on the night stand suddenly rings. 

You immediately tense up

"Who is it?" You asked glancing at his phone 

"Amara." He says before answering the phone and motioning 'Be quiet' with his hands 

On the other side of the phone you could hear Amara's sweet voice

"Hey dad, I was on my way home but I passed by Walmart. Do we need anything at home? She's not answering her phone, maybe she's sleeping or taking a bath..." The 'She' Amara was referring to was definitely you 

Everything came dawning on you now. You just fucked your bestfriend's dad. Your clothes are everywhere, your one whole hot ass mess and you're in his bed. While your bestfriend is clueless about it. 

Emotions mix up in your chest. The guilt of being with him, shame of hiding it and the misery of carrying this secret. 

You storm out of the room while Heeseung is talking with Amara, picking up your clothes and dashing back into her room, cowering in fear. 

You sighed deeply, standing, lost between the hallways and the sun piercing trough the window panels. You search for the library with a paper in hand and your new expensive purse dangling from your arm.

"Library...Ah right there" You exclaimed

You pull the door back, your heels clanked in the bare floors.

Your late grandfather has left you an inheritance of three million dollars in the condition of you passing college. Not with some easy degree. Something with math, science or health.

Bullshit. I know.

That's why you're stuck in a library that smelled like mustard, old books and purple pine-sol.

That's why you're stuck in a musty smelling library

Let's be honest. You aren't the brightest bulb out there or the sharpest one in the shed. You aren't that bright but you make up for it in different ways.

Hopefully.

You're looking for your tutor. A man by the name of Sim Jaeyun. You didn't know what he looked like. You just know he's a student. Could be an ugly guy for all you know.

You walk deeper into the library. Each step of your heel is basically an announcement of your arrival. Heads turned to look over you.

You just know they're all thinking

'Who's this pompous bitch?'

Finally, at the very end corner there lies an empty conference room. You push the doors.

A man has their backs turned, he was wearing a flannel shirt, plain pants. The works.

You finally had the courage to call out to him

"Hi are you Sim Jaeyun?" You ask

"Hi. Yeah" The man answered with a smooth foreign accent.

He had his glasses perfectly perched on his sharp, big nose. His hair was dyed brown which complimented his complexion and his bangs framing his face was the cherry on top. It perfectly sat on his beautiful face.

Even though his clothes were somehow casual and shabby it looked good on him.

"For tutoring?" You ask, almost a snort.

"Yes I'm Jaeyun...Call me Jake" He introduced.

You didn't this gorgeous man is volunteering to tutor other students.

You're in utter disbelief.

"Sit down and close the door." He commands

"It's just us?" You ask, eyes roaming around the conference room

"Is there a problem?" He shots back

The conference room was dimly lit, smelled worse than the room outside. There was a lingering funky smell that you couldn't quite put your finger to.

"Kinda? The room smells kinda funky" You complained

"Can't do anything about it, sorry. We can move if you want" He suggests

"Nevermind" You sat down beside him

"What do you need help with?" He asks

"Anatomy, mostly, I have a hard time memorizing them..." You bent down to pick up your books, hoping to get some kind of reaction from him

Jake was an attractive man, too attractive for someone who volunteers tutoring willingly with their free time. You discreetly unbotton the top buttons of your blouse while you were bent down.

"Where should we start first? The reproductive system? Or the human skeletal system? " He clears his throat

"Whatever you want teacher..." You said

"Skeletal system it is then..." He opens up your text book, sparing a single glace before looking back at you

"What always helps me memorize them is using a real live model..." He states like he just solved everything for you

"May I?" He asks, hands hovering before you

You nod. Anticipation and curiosity washes over you, wondering where this might take the both of you.

"Let's start from ankles and then up" He declared

He scoots even closer to you, he grabs your left feet. Resting it on his thighs. You were suddenly conscious of your weight, and how much you're putting on him.

"This is the transverse axis" He put his hands gently on your ankles

Then his hands hikes up to your legs.

"Tibia, Fibula...Then your knees are made out of many bones... Head of fibula, medial femoral condyle..."

You didn't really pay attention to the bones he was naming, all you could focus on was his touch. How it's slowly hiking up your body.

"Stand up please." Jake commands

You followed his instructions, standing up. The both of you are side to side, when you first came to the room he was sitting down, you didn't notice how tall he was. Now it's dawning in you that this man is tall, very tall. He's towering over you and you need to look up just to fully make eye contact with him.

He kept you close, still naming bones in your body, trailing along it.

You stopped paying attention when he was rambling about the bones in your knees and their purposes.

"Humans have twenty four ribs..." Jake declares as he touched your body. Trailing along your ribcage

When Jake comes closer, you feel his breath against your own.Your breath hitched as he worked his way up, closer and closer to your chest

When he's finished trailing along your body he discuses another part of the body.

"Humans also have something they call a spine. It's basically the backbone.

Bones in our spine aren't called bones. Well... they're bones but classified a 'vertebrae' and we have twenty four moveable vertebraes. Divided into five main categories."

"Cervical" Jake cups your face then hold the back of your head and neck

"Thoracic" Jake holds your lower back, feeling alone your thin and slim back

"Lumbar.." He holds the lowest part of your body

"Sacrum and Coccyx are...uh... In the lower part..." He stops his hands, He clears his throat.

A heat immediately rushes to your cheeks, and you feel yourself getting red.

By the time he's reached your collarbones you were already a blushing mess.

"And the scientific term for the collarbone is the clavicle... Remember it. I'll be quizzing you on this later"

He once again cups your face, still standing up.

"Last but not the least...The head. Frontal, Parietal, Temporal, Maximilla, Nasal and Zygomatic.."

Each of Jake's touch sent a fire in your core. A storm was brewing inside you.

You hesitantly go for a kiss when Jake's face was close. Jake's eyes widened with your actions.

You lean into him, his lips were soft and tender. He doesn't flinch away. Instead, he kisses you back. His eyes softened and now full naught. His lips curled up with hunger and lust. He trails his hands all over your back, then down to your butt. He cradles them as he fights your tongue for dominance. He cups your face as he sloppy kisses you, playfully biting your lips from time to time.

He takes of his glasses and pushes it somewhere, never breaking the kiss between the both of you.

Once you're out of breath, you pull away, panting. Chest rising up and down

"Sorry... I—" before you could mutter your full apology he shuts you up with another deep kiss

"Take off your skirt." He commands, he heads to the door, locking it "You and I will play a game"

"I'll be quizzing you on everything we just learned." He takes off his button up flannel.

His body was amazing. From the looks of it. He has a body of an athlete. Tan, lean and packed with muscles. He has the type of body that you can only maintain with years of experience and discipline.

"Lay down on the table. On your stomach. Ass out" He commands like the words he strung together were normal

You followed anyways. You laid yourself on the table, ass on the edge. Your heels were a tad bit too high, but the discomfort kind of added it's own charm.

He hurriedly pulls down your short skirt, it pooled down below your heels. He takes a moment to admire the view before him.

"Who the fuck wears thongs too classes?" He scoffs taunting you

He snaps your thong and it snapped back on your ass, sending a burning ripple to you.

"Holy shit you're dripping wet..." He exclaimed, like this information was some big news to him.

He moved on to his initial shock and became a tutor again.

"How many bones does the human body have?" He asked

"200?" You hesitantly ask. You weren't sure. You were too busy oogling at Jake earlier

"Wrong babygirl" He spanked your left butt cheek.

Right after his slap it throbbed, sending waves of pleasure to you. The slapping sound rippled across the room

"Try again baby girl..." He commands

"204!" You declare

You thought you were right but another spank rippled through your skin

"Wrong. Try again" his voice was filled with cockyness

"206? 206! There's two hundred and six bones in the human body" You shouted

"Good girl..." Without any warning, he inserts a finger inside

You bite your lip to stop a moan from coming out

"You're so tight baby" He exclaimed, pumping the single finger in and out

"Hmm how many ribs does an average human have?" He questioned.

His voice was accompanied by the wet noises of him pumping on your insides

"I don't know Jaeyun..." You frustratingly say

"you do remember... We just went over this" He told you. Pumping into your insides faster and faster

"Twenty...hmmmm!...No... Twenty two?...That sounds wrong. Twelve pairs is Twenty four. A-a human has twenty four ribs..." You fumble your answers around

"Good job babygirl..." With his words he inserts another finger inside

"Hmmm Jake!" You moan out his name

"I'm ready to answer another question"

"Okay what's the scientific term for the body part, Collarbone?" He asks

While he's waiting for your answers he leans over you, two fingers still pumping inside and he bites your neck. All the while you're on the table, laying on your stomach with your arms laid flat on the table. He leaves marks all over you, his mouth suctions on your nape like some leech, not wanting to let go

"I'm waiting..." His voice was full of demands

"I don't know..." You moan out

A slap echoes in the room. He pulls out his fingers that were inside and smacks your buttcheeks.

"Don't stop please?" You plead.

You were so close to climax but he took his fingers off, interrupting your flow.

"Then remember." He rolls his eyes

Another thunderous slap fills the room

"CLAVICLE! IT'S THE CLAVICLE!" You yell out the answer, full of confidence

Jake then inserts both of his fingers, them he slowly adds another

"How about the spine baby...? How many sections are there in the spine?" He asked, fingers still jabbing into you

"If you name them I might even give you a little reward"

"Hmmm" You managed to moan out as he continues to pump his fingers inside of you

"Uhmmm. Cervical, Thoracic, Lumbar, Sacrum..." You trailed off, the last part of the spine hung on your head. The pleasure throbbed inside but you wanted more.

You wanted to feel him, All of him inside

"You're forgetting one baby..." He used his other hand to slap your butt while he's still jabbing three of fingers over your wet tight walls

You could feel yourself again, being close to climax. On top of your mind you tried your very best to recall the last part you were forgetting

"Let me motivate you... If you get the last one maybe I'll dick you down right on this table." He stated.

You were more motivated to remember now. You want him so bad inside of you, after being edged to no end.

"Clarynx?" You hesitantly asked

"You're just spewing bullshit. Stop guessing and remember" He slaps it once again all the while he's pumping inside you

"hmmm...I know it starts with a C... I know..."

"We'll move on. Yeah?" He asks

"But...I want you..." You mumble under your breath

"But you don't remember. So I'll ask you name me at least two parts of your legs. Just two. I'll let you have my last finger inside that tight little pussy of yours..." He declared

"Why would I need four?" You let out an exhausted breath.

You were tired from the pleasure he's sending you

"That's almost how thick my cock is...." He seductively whispered in your ear

That sent a chill trough your spine. You're already a moaning and whimpering mess from his fingers. You almost came twice and yet he's not even inside.

The thought of him turned you on and excited you, but the thought of him inside you also scared you.

"I'm waiting babygirl...." His voice demanding

"Tibia and Fibula! Th-Those are bones in the leg!" You exclaimed

"Good job baby..."

Without warning he jabs the fourth finger inside of you

You immediately moan out from the pain and pleasure over you

"Hopefully that jogged your memory..." He says "So what's the last part of the Spine?"

"Coccyx" You managed to say, despite the throbbing pain and pleasure that's making you see stars

"Good job babygirl..." He breathes out

"Now, I am a man of my word"

He finally rips of the thong that is still on your butt cheek and throws in on the table where you're laying at. You catch it through your peripheral discarded a few inches away from where you're at.

He doesn't even ask if you're on a birth control. Which you are.

But he doesn't spare another second and inserts himself inside of you. You could hear his belt being unbuckling, and then the next thing you hear is clothes dropping down to the floor.

The last thing you feel before being impailed by him was his own cock twitching on you.

"Fuck Jaeyun!" You yelled out, your strained voice echoes through the room loudly, enough to hear yourself back through the pleasure he's giving you. Your knees are slowly buckling back as he slowly sinks into you.

You're being stretched out. You couldn't fully take him. He's too big, and he's cocky about it

"Fuck baby you're so tight? You're telling me you only fuck guys with small dicks?" He tauntingly asked

You couldn't answer. You couldn't string full words

"Answer me when I'm asking you." He growls, pulling at your hair to face him

You follow the direction he's pulling at.

He finally inserts himself fully with one long thrust, at that point you're already a full mess, mumbling incoherent words and never stringing them together. Jake's cock was long, thick and girthy.

Jake starts thrusting. Slowly. He grips into your hips for support as he goes back and forth. His thrusting slowly picked up its pace.

"Listen to that.. Music to my ears"

Jake was referring to the obscene sounds of your flesh slapping together

You bit your lip to muffle the sounds of your moaning to the point you're tasting an overwhelming amount of metal and rust on your mouth.

With Jake's thrust he's fastening his pace, you slowly move a tiny fraction of an inch in the table. Your legs violently shake now as you try to keep in balance.

Jake's hips dips in and out while he massages your nipples, playing with them in a circular motion.

All of his actions throw you even more closer to the edge. You didn't want to climax without him

"Fuck Baby you're clenching on me so fucking hard are you trying to cut my dick in half?" He chuckles like this was a game to him

"I-i don't want to cum yet..." You managed to say

"Baby you can cum as many times as you fucking want. The more the merrier"

He continues to his fast pace, massaging your nipples from behind and leaving hickeys to parts of your body he can reach—like a sign of ownership, that he's marking what's his.

He was relentless with his sucking.

He enjoys the view of you being a mumbling mess, almost too stupid to form words because he's fucked you stupid and until you saw the stars.

He also enjoys how you're arching so perfectly. He watched as your head rolls back, your hair falling on your perfect back, with not a single hint of blemishes or hair.

He was most fond of the noise you're making, the praises and compliments you were singing to him like he's the best dick you've ever had. He finds it funny that you're biting your lips to muffle the moans you're making that he's caused. But they're all in vain, the both of you are still a messy noise.

He smiles at himself, he's so proud of the pleasure he's sending you. He's confident that you're pretty much satisfied with what he's doing. Considering the amount of explicit sounds you're producing. He's whipped and drunk for you and your pussy the same way you are with his.

Jake deliberately even hurried with each thrust. But he himself was close but he wants you to finish first before he releases. Even though you're wrapped so nice and tight against his dick, he tries his best to hold onto his release.

He's dedicated to keeping his promises. He's giving you the award he vowed.

Jake has had his eye on you for awhile now. Since the start of first semester. He knew to himself that you didn't notice him in Chemistry class first sem. And he's accepted to himself that you never will notice him. You're way too out of his league. You're beautiful, you're rich, you're surprisingly kind and humble despite your easy upbringing. He observes you closely, he notices the little things. You aren't just some pompous bitch. You're more complex and layered than that. Which made you even more unattainable. That's why he's accepted the fact you're never going to notice him.

Up until today. You showed up on his system, waiting for a tutor. And like the universe has aligned all its stars on the right axis to put you together.

You finally climax after a long, deep and hard thrust. You finally collapsed on the table while he released his cum inside you. He dumped his full load inside of you, he watched as his own seed dripped out of your pussy.

You managed to sit up and turn from your uncomfortable position in the table, facing Jake and his red flushed face. He steps closer to you, planting a kiss on your forehead

"You were amazing baby..." He smiles, his pearly whites and boyish features scrunching into a beautiful smile