only4nrkkiii

cw: dead dove do not eat. taboo themes , incest , olderbrother!jungwon , dryhumping , voyeurism , praise kink , infantilization kinda? , slight coercion , size difference , slight degradation , #justthetip except jungwon straight up lies , jungwon biggest damn perv out there , ends abruptly but ending is up to you! , NO USE OF AI.

an: hihihi thanks for all the love on my first post🥹 THIS IS SO SHORT and gross… i am finishing up the other evan fic im writing and that one is so much longer so it’s taking forever but it will be worth i swear :p

olderbrother!jungwon who quietly dragged you into the dark pantry and whispering “wanna help wonnie again, baby?” you noticed jungwon left a small crack in the door, you seeing a glimpse of your parents in the dining room. either way, you nodded. you wanted to be the best little sister for your older brother! “now… wonnie needs you to be really quiet, princess. our parents are right outside the door and if they hear you, i can get in big trouble… and we don’t want that right?” jungwon’s large hands were on your tiny hips, slowly rubbing up and down on the dips. his were lips pressed into a kiss against the back of your head as you nodded again. jungwon hummed in satisfaction. “mm, good girl. doing so well already.”

olderbrother!jungwon who’s bulge was pressed against your back as he made you lean back to touch your small tits. “oh princess… they’ve gotten much bigger since last time, yeah?” jungwon slowly kneaded your breasts while he thrusted his hips upwards onto your clothed bottom. he slid his hands back down to your hips. his grip was firm, but not too rough. “so warm for me, i bet it’s so wet and tight too. wonnie wishes he could fuck you here, but he can’t yet… too risky.” you heard the sad pout in his voice, but you can tell he didn’t falter. “you can let wonnie take your panties off today, right? please? your brother really needs this…” jungwon slid your small panties off and tossed them somewhere it didn’t matter. “remember what i wonnie said about being quiet baby. you don’t wanna get in trouble, hm? i’ll cover your mouth if i have to.”

olderbrother!jungwon who’s hand is covering your small face while he thrusts into the middle of your wet thighs. “oh that’s it baby, just like how i taught you.” your cunt is warm and slick against his bare cock— it making filthy sounds every time jungwon thrusts. you look through the small crack in the door. your parents are engaged in conversation about something you can’t even comprehend because of what you’re doing with jungwon. the thought of your parents being outside the door and can easily hear and see you making your head dizzy. jungwon notices your gaze on them. “you like knowing that they’re out there, princess? imagine if they saw me fucking into your cunt, hm? you’d like that, don’t you? i knew you would, that’s why i brought you here. my baby is so gross. little head of yours needs to be fixed”

Pairings: Boyfriend!Jake x Fem!Reader

IN WHICH... It's the 4th of July, and you can't stop staring at the way your boyfriend is eating watermelon: his lips flushed and his chin dripping. You can't help but wonder what else that mouth can do...

WC: 2k

Content/Warnings: MDNI, Established Relationship, Touch of Fluff, Jake is so cute and bf material UGH, Smut, Kissing, Oral Sex (receiving), Sitting on Jake's Face, Riding Jake's Nose

Ari's Note: I totally forgot about the 4th until a few days ago, so I decided to whip up this little treat. Enjoy luvs! (I hope I didn't ruin watermelon for you) 😳

You watched Jake’s lips close around the watermelon across the table, his tongue darting out to lick up the dripping red juice. 

Your fingers clenched around your lemonade glass, the cold from the ice doing little to distract you from the sound of his mouth sucking at the fruit. 

₊˚⊹♡Best birthday ever₊˚⊹♡

⋮ ⌗ ┆in which: It was Sunoo’s 23rd birthday, and to celebrate it, you hosted a cozy party at your shared homes with close friends and family. 

After everyone left…silence filled the apartment. Sunoo—typically bubbly and bright, felt different this evening. There was an unspoken change of demeanor, calm yet undeniably dominant. Without wasting any more time, Sunoo claimed his final present: You. 

⋮ ⌗ ┆pairings: dom!idol!sunoo x fem!sub!non-idol!reader

⋮ ⌗ ┆warnings: fluff, smut (mdni), praises, cursing, oral sex (fem receiving) fingering, petnames (love, my love, good girl, sun, sunshine), neck kisses, orgasm. 

⋮ ⌗ ┆a/n: Happy belated birthday to enhypen’s and engene’s sunshine. To honor Sunoo’s birthday, I decided to post an au. I think I will also publish birthday au’s for the other members. Also, thank you so much for the likes and comments on my previous au, I really appreciate it! I hope you enjoy this one as well. 

⋮ ⌗ ┆word count: 4.7k

⋮ ⌗ ┆NOT PROOFREAD!

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June 24, 2026

Today is your boyfriend’s birthday, Sunoo. 

To celebrate his birthday, you decided to throw a small birthday party at your shared house—keeping things intimate and special. Sunoo is currently out with his sister; you had purposely asked his sister to take him out and to keep him entertained while you secretly decorated the place with the help of his friends. 

Sunghoon stood while holding a curtain made of silver foil fringe, looking around for where it should go. “Where should I put this, Y/n?” He asked casually. 

Without hesitation, you pointed towards the living room space. “Just right there.” Sunghoon turned his head to where you pointed then started moving. 

Jake scooted away, hands pressed over his ears as he curled into a defensive ball—knees tucked against his chest. Ni-ki hovered over him with a playful smile, holding up an inflated balloon and threatening to pop it right next to Jake. 

“Cut it out, Ni-ki! Seriously!” Jake protested loudly, but the amusement in Ni-ki’s eyes just grew more. He continually playfully lifted the balloon higher. 

You watched them from the other side of the room—a fond smile tugging  at your lips. Without any real irritation in your voice, you called them out. “Hey, get back to work.”

Ni-ki instantly straightened his back—mock seriousness replacing his playfulness as he saluted dramatically. “Yes ma’am!”

The gesture caused you to snort. Ni-ki’s antics were absurd but charming in that silly manner only he could manage. In the kitchen, Jay and Evan were occupied—plates set up neatly for the catered food they’d picked up earlier. They worked seamlessly as if they were a perfectly synchronized unit. 

Jungwon stepped out for a moment to pick up some cakes from the nearby bakery. The apartment hummed with soft energy…each person intent on ensuring Sunoo’s birthday was just right. 

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The setup was complete—finished just in time. 

The silver curtain foil fringe adhered to the wall, with a massive HAPPY BIRTHDAY balloon positioned against it. Balloons were scattered across the floor, with some taped up high on walls. The dining table looked perfect; dishes were beautifully organized, plates and cutlery neatly piled alongside glasses brimming with beverages. 

Sunoo’s sister had just messaged you saying, “We’re on our way back.” Sunoo’s parents were already here, they are now sitting quietly in a corner of a living room…waiting with warm smiles. They arrived early while Sunoo was still out with his sister so they could assist in surprising him as well. 

The members immediately went into their designated positions. Jay positioned himself by the door with a party popper in hand…while you stood facing the entrance, holding Sunoo’s ube cake carefully—the purple fondant “HBD SUNOO” alongside his 23rd candle, already lit up. 

The soft thud of footsteps echoed from the hallway outside—accompanied by Sunoo’s distinctive cheerful laughter and his sister’s chatter. You took a slow, steadying breath…heart thudding just slightly.  

The door unlocked with a soft click—the keypad beeping with a gentle sound as the lock disengaged.

The second the doors opened widely? 

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” 

Everyone yelled in sync, voices bright and joyful. Jay quickly twisted the party popper in his hand, the confetti's bursting in all directions like shimmering rainfall. 

Sunoo froze in the doorway, eyes wide, lips slightly parted. The unexpected burst of confetti had completely surprised him. His sister stood behind him—continuing to film with her phone raised, but her smile radiated pure affection as she watched Sunoo’s reaction. 

“Surprise!~” You giggled, watching his reaction closely. 

Tears instantly started to well up in his eyes. Before the first tear could even fall, he broke into a sprint towards you. With a smile, you gently moved the cake to the side as you opened your arms wide. Sunoo nearly crashed into you in the best way possible, encircling your waist with his arms and nuzzling his face into your shoulder. He held onto you as if he never wanted to let go. 

One arm wrapped around him, your hand softly placed on his head, while the other carefully balanced the cake to keep it from slipping. A genuine smile stayed on your face while you allowed him to hold you for a moment more, his shoulders shaking slightly as soft sobs slipped out. 

“Happy birthday, my sunshine.” 

You murmured, gently tapping his back before eventually pulling back. Upon raising his gaze, his eyes appeared glassy and slightly red from crying. Realizing everyone was watching, he quickly wiped them away, earning a chorus of playful teasing from his members. Nearby, his parents couldn’t help but giggle at his adorable reaction, their faces radiating warmth as they watched the heartfelt moment unfold. 

You chuckled quietly and lifted your thumb to clear a stray tear, before holding the cake out towards him. Almost immediately, everyone joined in. 

“Happy birthday to you~”

“Happy birthday to you~”

“Happy birthday, our dear Sunoo~”

“Happy birthday to you~”

The place was alive with cheerful voices as the melody continued. As the final note disappeared, a comfortable silence enveloped everyone. 

“Make a wish.” You said softly. 

Sunoo smiled and nodded. Slowly, he shut his eyes, taking a moment to himself. Moments later, he opened his eyes and instinctively met your gaze. The corner of his mouth rose as he leaned forward and blew out the candle. 

The room erupted into cheers and applause. 

Stepping aside, you laughed as his members immediately swarmed him. They threw their arms around him, ruffled his hair, and shook him dramatically while showering him birthday wishes and relentless teasing. 

“Aigoo, I can’t believe you cried, Sunoo-ah~” Jay joked, a smile spreading on his face. Ni-ki instantly erupted in laughter, mimicking his Sunoo hyung, earning laughs from everyone around him. 

“He was clinging onto Y/n like this.” Evan continued, demonstrating it to Jungwon. Encircling Jungwon with his arms and pressing his face onto his shoulder in an exaggerated reenactment. The room erupted into another round of laughter. 

“Yah! Stop it!” Sunoo complained between laughs, rolling his eyes as they kept fussing over him. One by one, they handed him their gifts, each one trying to outdo the last one with exaggerated presentations. Shortly after, his parents came over, greeting him warmly and handing their gifts to him as well. Sunoo accepted everything with a grateful smile.

The party was finally ready to begin. 

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You remained at the side, content to let Sunoo enjoy his special day. You were never the kind to draw attention away from him, especially not on a day meant to celebrate him. There was no need for you to be at the center of everything.

Occasionally, you engaged in conversations with his family members or some of his friends, exchanging polite conversations and warm smiles, but they never lasted long. Soon, you would drift away again, finding small things to keep yourself occupied. You collected discarded cups on the table, disposed of random bits of litter, and tidied up the food section whenever it became messy. They were simple tasks, but you didn’t mind it. In fact, you preferred it this way. 

From where you stood, you could see Sunoo laughing freely with his members. His radiant smile never seemed to leave his face as he bounced between conversations, received more birthday wishes, and endured constant teasing from those who cared for him. 

Watching it all unfold, you couldn’t resist smiling.

It was comforting to see him this happy, surrounded by those who loved him, creating memories he would cherish long after the day was over. 

You were in the kitchen, discarding paper plates and throwaway utensils when a warm, recognizable hand unexpectedly rested on your hips. A startled gasp left your mouth, and you jumped slightly before quickly turning around. 

The moment you saw him, relief washed over you. 

“Gosh, you scared me, sun.” You placed a hand on your chest, attempting to calm your pounding heart. A soft laugh escaped him while he watched you, his hand staying comfortably on your hip. 

“Sorry, my love.” He whispered, leaning over to place a soft kiss on your check. You shook your head, unable to suppress the grin pulling at your mouth. 

“What are you doing in here, hm?” You asked, raising an eyebrow at him.  

“Nothing.” He exhaled, leaning his forehead gently against yours. “Just a little overstimulated.” 

A chuckle escaped from your mouth. His arm wrapped around your waist, drawing you nearer until there was almost no space left between you two. 

“Well…” You teased, pinching his cheeks slightly, “That tends to happen when you’re the birthday boy.”

You draped your arms over his shoulder, letting them rest behind his neck as he smiled, his expression softening even more at your embrace. 

“Thank you so much for this.” He sighed contentedly. “For all of this.” His gaze wandered around the room before returning his gaze back to you. 

“I really appreciate it, love.” He gave a small nod, then leaned closer and placed a peck on your lips. 

You smiled softly before cradling his face between your palms. 

“Of course. You’re welcome, Sunoo.” You glided your thumb softly against his cheeks. “You’ve been so busy lately, and this is the only time you’ve had to truly relax and have some fun.” 

“Thank you. Really.” He murmured with a genuine smile.

“Alright, birthday boy, get back to your party.” You gave his shoulders a gentle pat. 

“Do I have to?” He whines quietly. You let out a chuckle then rolled your eyes. “Yes. It’s your party.”

He let out an exasperated huff and rolled his eyes. He lifted his hands up and gently took your hands from his face and held them. “But I’m comfortable here.”

“You can be comfortable later.” 

He sighed dramatically, earning another eye roll from you. 

“You’re impossible.”

“And yet you love me.”

His smile widened immediately. “Unfortunately.” 

You laughed and pushed his chest gently. “Now, go.”

He caught your wrist before you could pull away completely and gently pulled you closer. “I mean it, though.” He murmured, his voice softer now. “Today was amazing.” 

“You don’t have to keep thanking me, y’know.” You chuckled.

“I know.”  His thumb brushes against your hand. “I just don’t want you to think that I take any of it for granted.” 

Your expressions softened and you shook your head. “What? No. I don’t.”

For a moment, neither of you spoke. The sounds of the party felt far away next to the warmth of his hand holding yours and the affectionate gaze in his eyes. 

“Fine. I’m going back.” 

“Good.” 

He squeezed your hand once more before being surrounded by his friends and family, he cast you a glance from across the room—his gaze filled with affection, gratitude, and a hint of mischief. 

A look that promised he’d find his way back to you after the party. 

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“Bye! Thank you so much for coming! Take care!”

With a smile, you waved farewell while Sunoo stood beside you, mirroring your gesture. You watched as his friends and family got into their cars and departed one by one. After the final car vanished from view, you shut the door and turned to face him. 

“Time to tidy up.” You said with a soft sigh, offering him a smile before taking the empty trash bag and starting the task. 

“I should help clean–”

“No, love.” You immediately shook your head, snatching the trash from his hand.

“Come on, let me help–” 

“Nope. You’re the birthday boy.” You walked away, picking up stray trash as he followed behind you.

“Birthday boy,” he protested. “Not helpless.”

“Sunoo, put that down.” You groaned frustratedly, striding over to snatch the trash from him, but he dodged you and tossed it into the trash bag in his hand.

“You’re supposed to be resting.” 

“And you’re supposed to stop treating me like I’m sick.” 

“You’re impossible.” You sighed.

“Thanks.”

“That was not a compliment.” A grin spread across his face. You were about to argue back when you suddenly froze. 

“Wait.”

“What?” He asked, his back facing you as he keeps picking up trash and putting them in his trash bag. 

“Oh my god.” You dropped your trash bag and quickly wiped your hands on your dress. 

“What?” He asked, finally lifting his head up and looking at you with a confused, curious reaction. 

“I forgot something.” 

You quickly made your way down the hallway towards your bedroom. “Stay right there!” You yelled from the room. 

After a few minutes, you finally came back again, your hands behind you as you approached him. Your expression was bright with excitement, your lips pressed into a thin line. 

“You have another gift?” His eyes widened slightly, lips parting in surprise. 

“It’s the last one.” You reassured him.

“Y/n, what you did earlier was already enough. You didn’t have to–”

“But, I want to, Sunoo.” You said softly, taking another step forward towards him. 

“Give me your palm and close your eyes.” You ordered softly. He hesitated, staring at you as if deciding whether to refuse or accept your gift. He let out a sigh and finally closed his eyes, opening his palms. 

You smiled, slowly pulling out the gift behind you, then gently putting it on his hands. 

“Now, open your eyes.” 

He slowly opened them, his gaze fell on the small white box on his palm. Sunoo’s fingertips glided along the edges of the small white box—his curiosity piqued. He tilted his head slightly, studying it for a moment before lifting his gaze to meet yours. 

“What’s this?” He asked softly, blinking in quiet anticipation. You playfully rolled your eyes and scoffed—unable to hide your fondness at how silly he was being. 

“Open it, silly!” You urged with an excited grin. 

Slowly…carefully…Sunoo lifted its lid. The silver necklace inside caught the light immediately—the chain elegant but simple; its pendant featuring a small picture of the two of you together: beaming faces captured in joy. 

Sunoo’s breath caught the moment he laid his eyes on the picture inside. His fingers lingered above it—unsure, as if touching it would make this moment less real. The pendant was delicate: a tiny oval locket that swung open to show your printed beach photo securely tucked behind the glass. The silver chain gleamed gently as he took it out of the box…utterly captivated. 

“It’s nothing big–” 

“Nothing big? Y/n, this is…beautiful.” His voice came out thick with tension. Then his gaze flicked up to yours—glassy with unshed tears. No sarcasm or teasing now, just pure sincerity shining through every word. 

Your expression softened completely—melting into something tender and warm as you watched Sunoo. His eyes glistening with unshed tears, his voice quiet but filled with sincerity…every word carrying pure emotion. An affectionate smile appears on your mouth as you watch him. 

“Do you like it?” You asked quietly. Sunoo stared at you for a while, he didn’t respond with words yet. Instead, he surged forward and almost sent you tumbling backward in his rush to hug you, his arms securing around your waist tightly. 

A giggle escaped you as Sunoo’s face nestled into the curve of your neck…his breathing uneven, quiet sobs shaking him slightly. “I love it. It’s beautiful.” He whispers softly, his voice muffled against your skin. 

Your smile grew. Without thinking, you held him tighter—one hand softly running through his hair as comfort. 

“Stop crying, birthday boy.”

You playfully teased him, pulling back slightly to catch a glimpse of his face—his cheeks wet with tears of joy, lips forming into an adorable pout. The sight made your heart squeeze. With your thumb, you brushed away some stray tears…then couldn’t help but giggle at how adorable he appeared—all teary-eyed and sniffly because of the necklace you gave. 

“Put it on me.” He handed you the silver chain back to you and walked towards the living room. The two of you sat down on the couch as Sunoo positioned himself: he turned around so his back was facing you. 

You took the necklace in your hands, feeling its cool silver against your fingertips. Sunoo remained sitting still—his back straight, breathing steady as you carefully lifted it over his head. The chain slid effortlessly down to rest against his collarbone…the pendant now lying right above his chest. You closed the clasp with a soft click, then let your fingers rest there for a second—admiring how perfectly it looked on him. 

You clasped your hands together, small but excited. “Done!”

Sunoo slowly turned to look at you…his face changing from emotional awe to something quieter, more intimate. The way he looked at you had shifted from grateful to intense. His gaze dropped briefly to your lips before darting back up. Without a warning, he closed the distance between you two and pressed his lips gently against yours. It started sweet…tender even…but there was hunger underneath it too. 

Sunoo kissed you softly at first, savoring every brush of skin before deepening it gradually. His hand rose gently, one cradling your jaw while the fingers of the other curled lightly into your hair. 

A small gasp escaped you when Sunoo’s lip collided with yours, intense and hungry, but still laced with tenderness. The kiss was intense, passionate, and somewhat urgent…as if he had been restraining himself all evening but couldn’t anymore. 

You instinctively kissed him back—though for a brief moment you slowed down, shocked by the sudden shift. Your fingers curled against the material of his shirt as if grounding yourself. 

The moment you tried to pull away just an inch to speak? Sunoo immediately chased after your lips. His hand slid from your jaw to cradle the back of your head…preventing any escape as he deepened the kiss further with a soft whimper against your lips. 

The kiss sparked—both of you feeding into each other’s desire, tongues intertwining clumsily. Sunoo kissed you with desperation, and your response matched his intensity. 

Your hand remained clenched in his shirt while the armrest of the couch was pressed against your back—supporting you while Sunoo hovered over, knees bracketing yours. The shift happened naturally: him leaning down…then positioning himself between your legs without breaking the kiss. 

When his lips eventually departed from yours to glide down? A shiver ran through you. His mouth travelled along your jawline with featherlight kisses before moving downward—to the neck where his warm breath brushed against your skin just before gentle kisses came…causing your pulse to jump beneath them. 

Sunoo’s lips moved slowly and purposely on your neck—each kiss a mark, each press of his mouth sending sparks down your spine. He lingered at a sensitive spot just below your ear…sucking slightly before soothing it with his tongue. 

Your breath came quick, shallow gasps now—head tilted back further against the couch. Each brush of his lips made a heat of pool low in your stomach, every nip sent electric pulses through your veins. 

Sunoo’s voice was a soft, tender rumble against your skin as he whispered between kisses. “You’ve been such a good girl for me…hm?” Praise laced with affection, his lips still moving over your neck. 

“Planning and hosting a party? Just for me?” Each syllable carried awe. You could only whimper in response—fingers tightening instinctively in his hair, tugging slightly without meaning to. 

He pressed his lips to the shell of your ear and murmured, “Not even letting me lift a finger.” Then he placed one final gentle kiss there before slowly pulling away…finally looking into your eyes directly. 

The moment his eyes met yours, the atmosphere shifted—thicker and heavier. Sunoo’s eyes were dark with devotion…yet held a touch of something more intense. 

His thumb lightly grazed your cheekbone before he leaned in to kiss you once more—this time more tenderly, gradually…as if sealing a promise. 

When he pulled away, his voice barely above a whisper—rough with emotion and quiet intensity. “You’ve already taken care of everything.”

A pause. Then, 

“Now let me take care of you…yeah?” Not a question…just gentle permission.

You bit your lip—instinctively wanting to protest…but the words died down before they formed. Instead, you just nodded quietly…surrendering. 

Sunoo’s lips formed a small smile at your surrender—a quiet victory in his eyes. Without saying anything further, he kissed you once more—slow and deep this time…savoring it. 

Then, the kiss broke. You automatically leaned forward to recapture his mouth, but stopped when you realized what’s about to happen. 

Sunoo was slowly sliding down off of you, but his knees were still framing yours as he descended slowly…intentionally…making each movement visible so you could watch every second of it unfold.

With every inch he moved, your breath caught. Your pupils dilating more; heart racing as anticipation coiled tight in abdomen—knowing exactly where this was heading but still trembling at the slow build-up. 

Sunoo took his time, savoring the moment. His hands glided up your thighs—slow and intentional—as he lifted the material of your dress higher. The fabric gathered around your waist…pooling at your stomach before he lowered himself back onto his knees. 

Then? Your panties came into view—thin and clinging to you, unmistakably wet already. The arousal of you struck him right away: warm, familiar…his.

For a moment, Sunoo remained completely still. He simply gazed—eyes darkening with a mix of worship and raw hunger as his breath hitched slightly. 

“You’re so gorgeous, Y/n.” He murmured, voice thick with awe before adding softly. “Already wet for me?” 

A sound slipped out from you, shame coloring your face as you instinctively attempted to squeeze your thighs together. However, Sunoo didn’t let you. His hands gently but firmly pushed them apart again, keeping you exposed. 

He pressed a soft kiss to the edge of your lips before whispering, “Don’t hide it for me now, love.” His voice was velvet-warm. “Let me make you feel good, hm?”

Then? His fingers hooked into the waistband of your panties. Slowly, he started pulling them down inch by inch…fabric slipping over your hips, then thighs…until the cool air kissed newly bared skin where heat pooled most intensely.

As soon as your panties fell to your ankles, Sunoo tossed them aside without a second glance. His focus was entirely on you now, his breath visibly quickened as his eyes raked over the sight of your bare, glistening pussy…already swollen with arousal just from anticipation. 

His lips parted slightly, awe and desire, as he absorbed every detail: how wet you were for him…how perfectly exposed and vulnerable this made you feel under his gaze

Then slowly? Deliberately? He leaned down closer—hands resting on either side of your hips before closing the distance. 

The moment his tongue made contact—warm, full, and perfect. Your entire body arched a bit off the couch. A moan escaped your mouth—airy and unfiltered. “Oh my god…Sun…” 

Your fingers instinctively gripped his hair. Sunoo took his time, the first lick was gentle…curious….testing the taste of you before diving in completely. 

Then? He did it again—but deeper this time: flattening that same broad stroke against your folds with deliberate pressure…savoring every shudder it drew from you. 

“You taste so good, love. Shit.” 

The feeling was overwhelming—Sunoo’s tongue moved with a combination of gentleness and skill, alternating between slow, wide licks and featherlight flicks that made your hips jerk involuntarily. Every swipe sent sparks shooting up your spine. 

His hands moved under your thighs to secure you—soft yet steady—as he focused entirely on this. The warmth of his mouth combined with the occasional teasing nip had you squirming. 

His actions shifted—now quicker, bolder. 

The broad surface of his tongue dragged up your slit with deliberate purpose…then circled your clit in swift, firm movements—no longer just exploring but targeting. His hands tightened around your thighs, not in a rough manner but to steady himself as he increased his pace, switching between firm strokes and rapid flicks against the sensitive bundle of nerves. 

“Sunoo!”

Your voice broke when you cried out his name, the sound raw and desperate. Your thighs instinctively clamped around his head, holding him in place as your fingers twisted tighter in his hair. 

He didn’t ease off even for a moment. Instead? Without warning…two of Sunoo’s fingers slipped inside you—curling just right as they entered, stretching you perfectly while he began to thrust them in slow, deep movements. 

“Look at you…squeezing me so tight.” He chuckled, before diving back right in.

The combination was lethal, his tongue still flicking relentlessly over your clit as those expert fingers worked their magic on that perfect spot…creating a rhythm so good it made your toes curl  and back arch off the couch.

“S’too much…please..” You cried out. Your head falling back against the armrest. 

Your mind went entirely blank—no thoughts, no words…just pure sensation crashing over you like waves. The combined stimulation was overwhelming: Sunoo’s fingers moving skillfully within you, his tongue swirling around your clit in frustratingly precise licks. 

The only thing you could manage was to moan—high-pitched and continuous, breathless noises spilling from your mouth uncontrollably. Your body arched and trembled beneath him, legs shaking around his head, fingers clutching his hair frantically as if pleading for either more or mercy…but he gave neither. 

Sunoo worked relentlessly—determined to completely unravel you with this relentless rhythm.

“You’re doing good, love.” His voice came out muffled—vibrations against your sensitive skin—as he groaned between licks and sucks. 

The living room was thick with sound—wet, obscene noises from Sunoo’s mouth on you blended with your unrestrained moans. His lips and tongue moved continually on your pussy while his fingers curled within you. 

The wet sounds echoing the silent atmosphere. The air smelled like sex now…charged with heat, sweat, and that distinct musk of intimacy. 

“S-Sun…I’m going to–” Your voice shook while attempting to warn him. But the words barely formed before your body tensed, that tight coil inside was close to snapping. 

Sunoo didn’t stop. If anything at all? He pushed harder. His fingers curled deeper, his tongue moved quicker over your clit. “Come for me, love. I got you.” 

Then it came: a white-hot rush of pleasure crashing through every nerve. Your back arched off the couch violently, a loud moan ripped out of you. Sunoo gripping your thighs firmly as waves of orgasm surged relentlessly. 

Your orgasm hit you like a tidal wave—relentless and all-consuming. Your whole body trembled in response, your pussy clenching around Sunoo’s fingers as pleasure pulsed in intense, rhythmic waves. 

Sunoo didn’t pull away yet—he kept his mouth on you even while you trembled, lapping gently now to soothe the oversensitivity creeping in. His fingers slowed their movements within you…easing from thrusting to gentle rocking motions while your climax faded away. 

The living room was quiet except from your labored breaths and the occasional whimper slipping from your lips still parted from the aftershocks. Sunoo finally raised his head…his eyes filled with warmth, and perhaps a touch of smugness, before placing a soft kiss near the top of your thigh.

Then he smiled softly—the kind of smile reserved only for moments this perfect—and whispered: "Best birthday ever." Because honestly? No gift could’ve topped what you’d just given him.

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₊˚⊹♡Best birthday ever₊˚⊹♡

⋮ ⌗ ┆in which: It was Sunoo’s 23rd birthday, and to celebrate it, you hosted a cozy party at your shared homes with close friends and family. 

After everyone left…silence filled the apartment. Sunoo—typically bubbly and bright, felt different this evening. There was an unspoken change of demeanor, calm yet undeniably dominant. Without wasting any more time, Sunoo claimed his final present: You. 

⋮ ⌗ ┆pairings: dom!idol!sunoo x fem!sub!non-idol!reader

⋮ ⌗ ┆warnings: fluff, smut (mdni), praises, cursing, oral sex (fem receiving) fingering, petnames (love, my love, good girl, sun, sunshine), neck kisses, orgasm. 

⋮ ⌗ ┆a/n: Happy belated birthday to enhypen’s and engene’s sunshine. To honor Sunoo’s birthday, I decided to post an au. I think I will also publish birthday au’s for the other members. Also, thank you so much for the likes and comments on my previous au, I really appreciate it! I hope you enjoy this one as well. 

⋮ ⌗ ┆word count: 4.7k

⋮ ⌗ ┆NOT PROOFREAD!

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June 24, 2026

Today is your boyfriend’s birthday, Sunoo. 

To celebrate his birthday, you decided to throw a small birthday party at your shared house—keeping things intimate and special. Sunoo is currently out with his sister; you had purposely asked his sister to take him out and to keep him entertained while you secretly decorated the place with the help of his friends. 

Sunghoon stood while holding a curtain made of silver foil fringe, looking around for where it should go. “Where should I put this, Y/n?” He asked casually. 

Without hesitation, you pointed towards the living room space. “Just right there.” Sunghoon turned his head to where you pointed then started moving. 

Jake scooted away, hands pressed over his ears as he curled into a defensive ball—knees tucked against his chest. Ni-ki hovered over him with a playful smile, holding up an inflated balloon and threatening to pop it right next to Jake. 

“Cut it out, Ni-ki! Seriously!” Jake protested loudly, but the amusement in Ni-ki’s eyes just grew more. He continually playfully lifted the balloon higher. 

You watched them from the other side of the room—a fond smile tugging  at your lips. Without any real irritation in your voice, you called them out. “Hey, get back to work.”

Ni-ki instantly straightened his back—mock seriousness replacing his playfulness as he saluted dramatically. “Yes ma’am!”

The gesture caused you to snort. Ni-ki’s antics were absurd but charming in that silly manner only he could manage. In the kitchen, Jay and Evan were occupied—plates set up neatly for the catered food they’d picked up earlier. They worked seamlessly as if they were a perfectly synchronized unit. 

Jungwon stepped out for a moment to pick up some cakes from the nearby bakery. The apartment hummed with soft energy…each person intent on ensuring Sunoo’s birthday was just right. 

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The setup was complete—finished just in time. 

The silver curtain foil fringe adhered to the wall, with a massive HAPPY BIRTHDAY balloon positioned against it. Balloons were scattered across the floor, with some taped up high on walls. The dining table looked perfect; dishes were beautifully organized, plates and cutlery neatly piled alongside glasses brimming with beverages. 

Sunoo’s sister had just messaged you saying, “We’re on our way back.” Sunoo’s parents were already here, they are now sitting quietly in a corner of a living room…waiting with warm smiles. They arrived early while Sunoo was still out with his sister so they could assist in surprising him as well. 

The members immediately went into their designated positions. Jay positioned himself by the door with a party popper in hand…while you stood facing the entrance, holding Sunoo’s ube cake carefully—the purple fondant “HBD SUNOO” alongside his 23rd candle, already lit up. 

The soft thud of footsteps echoed from the hallway outside—accompanied by Sunoo’s distinctive cheerful laughter and his sister’s chatter. You took a slow, steadying breath…heart thudding just slightly.  

The door unlocked with a soft click—the keypad beeping with a gentle sound as the lock disengaged.

The second the doors opened widely? 

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” 

Everyone yelled in sync, voices bright and joyful. Jay quickly twisted the party popper in his hand, the confetti's bursting in all directions like shimmering rainfall. 

Sunoo froze in the doorway, eyes wide, lips slightly parted. The unexpected burst of confetti had completely surprised him. His sister stood behind him—continuing to film with her phone raised, but her smile radiated pure affection as she watched Sunoo’s reaction. 

“Surprise!~” You giggled, watching his reaction closely. 

Tears instantly started to well up in his eyes. Before the first tear could even fall, he broke into a sprint towards you. With a smile, you gently moved the cake to the side as you opened your arms wide. Sunoo nearly crashed into you in the best way possible, encircling your waist with his arms and nuzzling his face into your shoulder. He held onto you as if he never wanted to let go. 

One arm wrapped around him, your hand softly placed on his head, while the other carefully balanced the cake to keep it from slipping. A genuine smile stayed on your face while you allowed him to hold you for a moment more, his shoulders shaking slightly as soft sobs slipped out. 

“Happy birthday, my sunshine.” 

You murmured, gently tapping his back before eventually pulling back. Upon raising his gaze, his eyes appeared glassy and slightly red from crying. Realizing everyone was watching, he quickly wiped them away, earning a chorus of playful teasing from his members. Nearby, his parents couldn’t help but giggle at his adorable reaction, their faces radiating warmth as they watched the heartfelt moment unfold. 

You chuckled quietly and lifted your thumb to clear a stray tear, before holding the cake out towards him. Almost immediately, everyone joined in. 

“Happy birthday to you~”

“Happy birthday to you~”

“Happy birthday, our dear Sunoo~”

“Happy birthday to you~”

The place was alive with cheerful voices as the melody continued. As the final note disappeared, a comfortable silence enveloped everyone. 

“Make a wish.” You said softly. 

Sunoo smiled and nodded. Slowly, he shut his eyes, taking a moment to himself. Moments later, he opened his eyes and instinctively met your gaze. The corner of his mouth rose as he leaned forward and blew out the candle. 

The room erupted into cheers and applause. 

Stepping aside, you laughed as his members immediately swarmed him. They threw their arms around him, ruffled his hair, and shook him dramatically while showering him birthday wishes and relentless teasing. 

“Aigoo, I can’t believe you cried, Sunoo-ah~” Jay joked, a smile spreading on his face. Ni-ki instantly erupted in laughter, mimicking his Sunoo hyung, earning laughs from everyone around him. 

“He was clinging onto Y/n like this.” Evan continued, demonstrating it to Jungwon. Encircling Jungwon with his arms and pressing his face onto his shoulder in an exaggerated reenactment. The room erupted into another round of laughter. 

“Yah! Stop it!” Sunoo complained between laughs, rolling his eyes as they kept fussing over him. One by one, they handed him their gifts, each one trying to outdo the last one with exaggerated presentations. Shortly after, his parents came over, greeting him warmly and handing their gifts to him as well. Sunoo accepted everything with a grateful smile.

The party was finally ready to begin. 

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You remained at the side, content to let Sunoo enjoy his special day. You were never the kind to draw attention away from him, especially not on a day meant to celebrate him. There was no need for you to be at the center of everything.

Occasionally, you engaged in conversations with his family members or some of his friends, exchanging polite conversations and warm smiles, but they never lasted long. Soon, you would drift away again, finding small things to keep yourself occupied. You collected discarded cups on the table, disposed of random bits of litter, and tidied up the food section whenever it became messy. They were simple tasks, but you didn’t mind it. In fact, you preferred it this way. 

From where you stood, you could see Sunoo laughing freely with his members. His radiant smile never seemed to leave his face as he bounced between conversations, received more birthday wishes, and endured constant teasing from those who cared for him. 

Watching it all unfold, you couldn’t resist smiling.

It was comforting to see him this happy, surrounded by those who loved him, creating memories he would cherish long after the day was over. 

You were in the kitchen, discarding paper plates and throwaway utensils when a warm, recognizable hand unexpectedly rested on your hips. A startled gasp left your mouth, and you jumped slightly before quickly turning around. 

The moment you saw him, relief washed over you. 

“Gosh, you scared me, sun.” You placed a hand on your chest, attempting to calm your pounding heart. A soft laugh escaped him while he watched you, his hand staying comfortably on your hip. 

“Sorry, my love.” He whispered, leaning over to place a soft kiss on your check. You shook your head, unable to suppress the grin pulling at your mouth. 

“What are you doing in here, hm?” You asked, raising an eyebrow at him.  

“Nothing.” He exhaled, leaning his forehead gently against yours. “Just a little overstimulated.” 

A chuckle escaped from your mouth. His arm wrapped around your waist, drawing you nearer until there was almost no space left between you two. 

“Well…” You teased, pinching his cheeks slightly, “That tends to happen when you’re the birthday boy.”

You draped your arms over his shoulder, letting them rest behind his neck as he smiled, his expression softening even more at your embrace. 

“Thank you so much for this.” He sighed contentedly. “For all of this.” His gaze wandered around the room before returning his gaze back to you. 

“I really appreciate it, love.” He gave a small nod, then leaned closer and placed a peck on your lips. 

You smiled softly before cradling his face between your palms. 

“Of course. You’re welcome, Sunoo.” You glided your thumb softly against his cheeks. “You’ve been so busy lately, and this is the only time you’ve had to truly relax and have some fun.” 

“Thank you. Really.” He murmured with a genuine smile.

“Alright, birthday boy, get back to your party.” You gave his shoulders a gentle pat. 

“Do I have to?” He whines quietly. You let out a chuckle then rolled your eyes. “Yes. It’s your party.”

He let out an exasperated huff and rolled his eyes. He lifted his hands up and gently took your hands from his face and held them. “But I’m comfortable here.”

“You can be comfortable later.” 

He sighed dramatically, earning another eye roll from you. 

“You’re impossible.”

“And yet you love me.”

His smile widened immediately. “Unfortunately.” 

You laughed and pushed his chest gently. “Now, go.”

He caught your wrist before you could pull away completely and gently pulled you closer. “I mean it, though.” He murmured, his voice softer now. “Today was amazing.” 

“You don’t have to keep thanking me, y’know.” You chuckled.

“I know.”  His thumb brushes against your hand. “I just don’t want you to think that I take any of it for granted.” 

Your expressions softened and you shook your head. “What? No. I don’t.”

For a moment, neither of you spoke. The sounds of the party felt far away next to the warmth of his hand holding yours and the affectionate gaze in his eyes. 

“Fine. I’m going back.” 

“Good.” 

He squeezed your hand once more before being surrounded by his friends and family, he cast you a glance from across the room—his gaze filled with affection, gratitude, and a hint of mischief. 

A look that promised he’d find his way back to you after the party. 

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“Bye! Thank you so much for coming! Take care!”

With a smile, you waved farewell while Sunoo stood beside you, mirroring your gesture. You watched as his friends and family got into their cars and departed one by one. After the final car vanished from view, you shut the door and turned to face him. 

“Time to tidy up.” You said with a soft sigh, offering him a smile before taking the empty trash bag and starting the task. 

“I should help clean–”

“No, love.” You immediately shook your head, snatching the trash from his hand.

“Come on, let me help–” 

“Nope. You’re the birthday boy.” You walked away, picking up stray trash as he followed behind you.

“Birthday boy,” he protested. “Not helpless.”

“Sunoo, put that down.” You groaned frustratedly, striding over to snatch the trash from him, but he dodged you and tossed it into the trash bag in his hand.

“You’re supposed to be resting.” 

“And you’re supposed to stop treating me like I’m sick.” 

“You’re impossible.” You sighed.

“Thanks.”

“That was not a compliment.” A grin spread across his face. You were about to argue back when you suddenly froze. 

“Wait.”

“What?” He asked, his back facing you as he keeps picking up trash and putting them in his trash bag. 

“Oh my god.” You dropped your trash bag and quickly wiped your hands on your dress. 

“What?” He asked, finally lifting his head up and looking at you with a confused, curious reaction. 

“I forgot something.” 

You quickly made your way down the hallway towards your bedroom. “Stay right there!” You yelled from the room. 

After a few minutes, you finally came back again, your hands behind you as you approached him. Your expression was bright with excitement, your lips pressed into a thin line. 

“You have another gift?” His eyes widened slightly, lips parting in surprise. 

“It’s the last one.” You reassured him.

“Y/n, what you did earlier was already enough. You didn’t have to–”

“But, I want to, Sunoo.” You said softly, taking another step forward towards him. 

“Give me your palm and close your eyes.” You ordered softly. He hesitated, staring at you as if deciding whether to refuse or accept your gift. He let out a sigh and finally closed his eyes, opening his palms. 

You smiled, slowly pulling out the gift behind you, then gently putting it on his hands. 

“Now, open your eyes.” 

He slowly opened them, his gaze fell on the small white box on his palm. Sunoo’s fingertips glided along the edges of the small white box—his curiosity piqued. He tilted his head slightly, studying it for a moment before lifting his gaze to meet yours. 

“What’s this?” He asked softly, blinking in quiet anticipation. You playfully rolled your eyes and scoffed—unable to hide your fondness at how silly he was being. 

“Open it, silly!” You urged with an excited grin. 

Slowly…carefully…Sunoo lifted its lid. The silver necklace inside caught the light immediately—the chain elegant but simple; its pendant featuring a small picture of the two of you together: beaming faces captured in joy. 

Sunoo’s breath caught the moment he laid his eyes on the picture inside. His fingers lingered above it—unsure, as if touching it would make this moment less real. The pendant was delicate: a tiny oval locket that swung open to show your printed beach photo securely tucked behind the glass. The silver chain gleamed gently as he took it out of the box…utterly captivated. 

“It’s nothing big–” 

“Nothing big? Y/n, this is…beautiful.” His voice came out thick with tension. Then his gaze flicked up to yours—glassy with unshed tears. No sarcasm or teasing now, just pure sincerity shining through every word. 

Your expression softened completely—melting into something tender and warm as you watched Sunoo. His eyes glistening with unshed tears, his voice quiet but filled with sincerity…every word carrying pure emotion. An affectionate smile appears on your mouth as you watch him. 

“Do you like it?” You asked quietly. Sunoo stared at you for a while, he didn’t respond with words yet. Instead, he surged forward and almost sent you tumbling backward in his rush to hug you, his arms securing around your waist tightly. 

A giggle escaped you as Sunoo’s face nestled into the curve of your neck…his breathing uneven, quiet sobs shaking him slightly. “I love it. It’s beautiful.” He whispers softly, his voice muffled against your skin. 

Your smile grew. Without thinking, you held him tighter—one hand softly running through his hair as comfort. 

“Stop crying, birthday boy.”

You playfully teased him, pulling back slightly to catch a glimpse of his face—his cheeks wet with tears of joy, lips forming into an adorable pout. The sight made your heart squeeze. With your thumb, you brushed away some stray tears…then couldn’t help but giggle at how adorable he appeared—all teary-eyed and sniffly because of the necklace you gave. 

“Put it on me.” He handed you the silver chain back to you and walked towards the living room. The two of you sat down on the couch as Sunoo positioned himself: he turned around so his back was facing you. 

You took the necklace in your hands, feeling its cool silver against your fingertips. Sunoo remained sitting still—his back straight, breathing steady as you carefully lifted it over his head. The chain slid effortlessly down to rest against his collarbone…the pendant now lying right above his chest. You closed the clasp with a soft click, then let your fingers rest there for a second—admiring how perfectly it looked on him. 

You clasped your hands together, small but excited. “Done!”

Sunoo slowly turned to look at you…his face changing from emotional awe to something quieter, more intimate. The way he looked at you had shifted from grateful to intense. His gaze dropped briefly to your lips before darting back up. Without a warning, he closed the distance between you two and pressed his lips gently against yours. It started sweet…tender even…but there was hunger underneath it too. 

Sunoo kissed you softly at first, savoring every brush of skin before deepening it gradually. His hand rose gently, one cradling your jaw while the fingers of the other curled lightly into your hair. 

A small gasp escaped you when Sunoo’s lip collided with yours, intense and hungry, but still laced with tenderness. The kiss was intense, passionate, and somewhat urgent…as if he had been restraining himself all evening but couldn’t anymore. 

You instinctively kissed him back—though for a brief moment you slowed down, shocked by the sudden shift. Your fingers curled against the material of his shirt as if grounding yourself. 

The moment you tried to pull away just an inch to speak? Sunoo immediately chased after your lips. His hand slid from your jaw to cradle the back of your head…preventing any escape as he deepened the kiss further with a soft whimper against your lips. 

The kiss sparked—both of you feeding into each other’s desire, tongues intertwining clumsily. Sunoo kissed you with desperation, and your response matched his intensity. 

Your hand remained clenched in his shirt while the armrest of the couch was pressed against your back—supporting you while Sunoo hovered over, knees bracketing yours. The shift happened naturally: him leaning down…then positioning himself between your legs without breaking the kiss. 

When his lips eventually departed from yours to glide down? A shiver ran through you. His mouth travelled along your jawline with featherlight kisses before moving downward—to the neck where his warm breath brushed against your skin just before gentle kisses came…causing your pulse to jump beneath them. 

Sunoo’s lips moved slowly and purposely on your neck—each kiss a mark, each press of his mouth sending sparks down your spine. He lingered at a sensitive spot just below your ear…sucking slightly before soothing it with his tongue. 

Your breath came quick, shallow gasps now—head tilted back further against the couch. Each brush of his lips made a heat of pool low in your stomach, every nip sent electric pulses through your veins. 

Sunoo’s voice was a soft, tender rumble against your skin as he whispered between kisses. “You’ve been such a good girl for me…hm?” Praise laced with affection, his lips still moving over your neck. 

“Planning and hosting a party? Just for me?” Each syllable carried awe. You could only whimper in response—fingers tightening instinctively in his hair, tugging slightly without meaning to. 

He pressed his lips to the shell of your ear and murmured, “Not even letting me lift a finger.” Then he placed one final gentle kiss there before slowly pulling away…finally looking into your eyes directly. 

The moment his eyes met yours, the atmosphere shifted—thicker and heavier. Sunoo’s eyes were dark with devotion…yet held a touch of something more intense. 

His thumb lightly grazed your cheekbone before he leaned in to kiss you once more—this time more tenderly, gradually…as if sealing a promise. 

When he pulled away, his voice barely above a whisper—rough with emotion and quiet intensity. “You’ve already taken care of everything.”

A pause. Then, 

“Now let me take care of you…yeah?” Not a question…just gentle permission.

You bit your lip—instinctively wanting to protest…but the words died down before they formed. Instead, you just nodded quietly…surrendering. 

Sunoo’s lips formed a small smile at your surrender—a quiet victory in his eyes. Without saying anything further, he kissed you once more—slow and deep this time…savoring it. 

Then, the kiss broke. You automatically leaned forward to recapture his mouth, but stopped when you realized what’s about to happen. 

Sunoo was slowly sliding down off of you, but his knees were still framing yours as he descended slowly…intentionally…making each movement visible so you could watch every second of it unfold.

With every inch he moved, your breath caught. Your pupils dilating more; heart racing as anticipation coiled tight in abdomen—knowing exactly where this was heading but still trembling at the slow build-up. 

Sunoo took his time, savoring the moment. His hands glided up your thighs—slow and intentional—as he lifted the material of your dress higher. The fabric gathered around your waist…pooling at your stomach before he lowered himself back onto his knees. 

Then? Your panties came into view—thin and clinging to you, unmistakably wet already. The arousal of you struck him right away: warm, familiar…his.

For a moment, Sunoo remained completely still. He simply gazed—eyes darkening with a mix of worship and raw hunger as his breath hitched slightly. 

“You’re so gorgeous, Y/n.” He murmured, voice thick with awe before adding softly. “Already wet for me?” 

A sound slipped out from you, shame coloring your face as you instinctively attempted to squeeze your thighs together. However, Sunoo didn’t let you. His hands gently but firmly pushed them apart again, keeping you exposed. 

He pressed a soft kiss to the edge of your lips before whispering, “Don’t hide it for me now, love.” His voice was velvet-warm. “Let me make you feel good, hm?”

Then? His fingers hooked into the waistband of your panties. Slowly, he started pulling them down inch by inch…fabric slipping over your hips, then thighs…until the cool air kissed newly bared skin where heat pooled most intensely.

As soon as your panties fell to your ankles, Sunoo tossed them aside without a second glance. His focus was entirely on you now, his breath visibly quickened as his eyes raked over the sight of your bare, glistening pussy…already swollen with arousal just from anticipation. 

His lips parted slightly, awe and desire, as he absorbed every detail: how wet you were for him…how perfectly exposed and vulnerable this made you feel under his gaze

Then slowly? Deliberately? He leaned down closer—hands resting on either side of your hips before closing the distance. 

The moment his tongue made contact—warm, full, and perfect. Your entire body arched a bit off the couch. A moan escaped your mouth—airy and unfiltered. “Oh my god…Sun…” 

Your fingers instinctively gripped his hair. Sunoo took his time, the first lick was gentle…curious….testing the taste of you before diving in completely. 

Then? He did it again—but deeper this time: flattening that same broad stroke against your folds with deliberate pressure…savoring every shudder it drew from you. 

“You taste so good, love. Shit.” 

The feeling was overwhelming—Sunoo’s tongue moved with a combination of gentleness and skill, alternating between slow, wide licks and featherlight flicks that made your hips jerk involuntarily. Every swipe sent sparks shooting up your spine. 

His hands moved under your thighs to secure you—soft yet steady—as he focused entirely on this. The warmth of his mouth combined with the occasional teasing nip had you squirming. 

His actions shifted—now quicker, bolder. 

The broad surface of his tongue dragged up your slit with deliberate purpose…then circled your clit in swift, firm movements—no longer just exploring but targeting. His hands tightened around your thighs, not in a rough manner but to steady himself as he increased his pace, switching between firm strokes and rapid flicks against the sensitive bundle of nerves. 

“Sunoo!”

Your voice broke when you cried out his name, the sound raw and desperate. Your thighs instinctively clamped around his head, holding him in place as your fingers twisted tighter in his hair. 

He didn’t ease off even for a moment. Instead? Without warning…two of Sunoo’s fingers slipped inside you—curling just right as they entered, stretching you perfectly while he began to thrust them in slow, deep movements. 

“Look at you…squeezing me so tight.” He chuckled, before diving back right in.

The combination was lethal, his tongue still flicking relentlessly over your clit as those expert fingers worked their magic on that perfect spot…creating a rhythm so good it made your toes curl  and back arch off the couch.

“S’too much…please..” You cried out. Your head falling back against the armrest. 

Your mind went entirely blank—no thoughts, no words…just pure sensation crashing over you like waves. The combined stimulation was overwhelming: Sunoo’s fingers moving skillfully within you, his tongue swirling around your clit in frustratingly precise licks. 

The only thing you could manage was to moan—high-pitched and continuous, breathless noises spilling from your mouth uncontrollably. Your body arched and trembled beneath him, legs shaking around his head, fingers clutching his hair frantically as if pleading for either more or mercy…but he gave neither. 

Sunoo worked relentlessly—determined to completely unravel you with this relentless rhythm.

“You’re doing good, love.” His voice came out muffled—vibrations against your sensitive skin—as he groaned between licks and sucks. 

The living room was thick with sound—wet, obscene noises from Sunoo’s mouth on you blended with your unrestrained moans. His lips and tongue moved continually on your pussy while his fingers curled within you. 

The wet sounds echoing the silent atmosphere. The air smelled like sex now…charged with heat, sweat, and that distinct musk of intimacy. 

“S-Sun…I’m going to–” Your voice shook while attempting to warn him. But the words barely formed before your body tensed, that tight coil inside was close to snapping. 

Sunoo didn’t stop. If anything at all? He pushed harder. His fingers curled deeper, his tongue moved quicker over your clit. “Come for me, love. I got you.” 

Then it came: a white-hot rush of pleasure crashing through every nerve. Your back arched off the couch violently, a loud moan ripped out of you. Sunoo gripping your thighs firmly as waves of orgasm surged relentlessly. 

Your orgasm hit you like a tidal wave—relentless and all-consuming. Your whole body trembled in response, your pussy clenching around Sunoo’s fingers as pleasure pulsed in intense, rhythmic waves. 

Sunoo didn’t pull away yet—he kept his mouth on you even while you trembled, lapping gently now to soothe the oversensitivity creeping in. His fingers slowed their movements within you…easing from thrusting to gentle rocking motions while your climax faded away. 

The living room was quiet except from your labored breaths and the occasional whimper slipping from your lips still parted from the aftershocks. Sunoo finally raised his head…his eyes filled with warmth, and perhaps a touch of smugness, before placing a soft kiss near the top of your thigh.

Then he smiled softly—the kind of smile reserved only for moments this perfect—and whispered: "Best birthday ever." Because honestly? No gift could’ve topped what you’d just given him.