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it was a lazy sunday afternoon. you and jeno were in your bedroom watching a netflix show that was playing on the tv. jeno had one arm around your waist while you were lying your back against his chest. however, your eyes couldn’t focus on the show but trailed downwards to the veins bulging along his arm instead.

jeno didn’t take notice of this or he would have teased you about it already.

the next thing you did caught jeno completely off guard. you suddenly grabbed his arm and wrapped it around your neck like a scarf in an attempt to form a headlock.

“babe what are you doing”

“headlock” you replied while slightly struggling to keep his arm around you as he made no intention of keeping it up. giving up, you dropped his arm with a huff.

“why” he said in amusement

you looked up at him with a smile. “i think your arms look better around my neck”

his eyes widened in surprise and he laughed.

“you’re so cute”

“no jen you don’t understand”

“what, if i do this?” he gave you a headlock, releasing a small gasp from you as your eyes go wide in shock

he chuckled, “i bet you’d like it even more if i did this hm?” he tightened his grip around your neck, giving you this oddly new form of pleasure around your body.

you tried your best to not moan and embarrass yourself even more but the squirming against his bulge didn’t help.

“oh baby you’re so dirty”

mark was already laying on his side of the bed while looking at the ceiling and humming some of his favorite tunes; his light taps against the soft sheets going along with the song. you, on the other hand, were putting on lip balm and finishing your nighttime skin routine. afterward, you sat on the edge of the bed while scrolling through the notifications on your phone. all of a sudden you felt an arm wrap around your waist and you were pulled back. your phone slipped out of your hand and dropped on the floor.

"MARK WHAT THE HECK"

you heard him giggle and peck your forehead.

your head was buried in his chest while he was holding you tightly, not letting you go.

"mark- let. me. go." you said as you tried punching his chest.

he chuckled and brought his other hand to the back of your head and brought you as close as possible to him. at this point, you were smushed in between his arms while trying to breathe.

"AH FUCK MARK I CANT BREATHE" you screeched. all he heard were muffled noises from you.

"oh shit sorry babe"

his grip loosened around you and you felt relieved. "god has he been working out lately?" you thought to yourself.

you turned around with your back facing towards him while dragging yourself back to where you were before. you picked up your phone and laid it on the nightstand for it to charge. you turned off the light and closed your eyes.

you heard a shuffle in the blanket but didn't bother to look at all because you were tired.

a heavy weight was on your chest and you lifted the blanket to find mark's face buried in your chest. his arms wrapped around your torso.

"ah mark how am i going to sleep like this??"

"hm." was the only thing he said and you groaned while trying to shake him off of you. after minutes of trying to get him off you, you gave up and laid there in an uncomfortable position. soon you fell asleep...but in mark's arms again.

heavy breaths filled the room while you were panting and propping yourself up on the desk with your elbows. your hair was covering your face and sweat was forming on your forehead.

“i told you to stay still” haechan said as he was rubbing your clit in circles. 

after haechan finished his relay cam, he went back to playing ‘overwatch’ and decided that you should cock warm him. you agreed, but soon it turned into regret.

“c-can i lay down” 

“nope” he said and returned to his game. the clicking sounds of his keyboard and mouse resumed.

your eyes were filled with tears from the overstimulation. you tried to move, but every time you did, haechan would push you down further making you feel so full; so you tried staying still as possible. every once in a while he would thrust up into you for fun just to watch you whimper and cry even more.

“please i can’t anymore” you said with staggered breaths

“just a few for minutes hm?”

you didn’t answer because at this point you were dazed and ready to pass out. haechan removed his hand from the keyboard for a second a slapped your pussy while keeping his eyes on the screen. you flinched and he reverted his eyes back to you and noticed that you were about to fall asleep. 

he thrusted up into you and said “you can’t fall asleep yet baby”

his hand moved down to your folds and started to teasingly rub it up and down. even though you were worn out, you got fed up with him and tried to slap his arm away but he shoved his finger in you and started to finger-fuck you. you yelped and started to sob again. oh how it felt like heaven and hell, but he was the one enjoying your misery. you forgot how many times you came. you couldn’t think anymore.

you clenched around him and he groaned.

“damn you’re still tight. should i fuck you some more?”

your sobs were getting louder, so he leaned forward and whispered in your ear, “shh be quiet...someone might hear us”.

soon, you came around him and your mouth opened but no sound came out. cum was dripping down his cock and down to his leather chair. he removed his fingers from you and felt the warm stickiness of your cum. he brought his fingers to your lips and tapped it. 

“open.”

you opened your mouth and he inserted his fingers.

“suck.”

you started to suck his fingers and heard him mumble “fuck” and “good girl”.

after you were done, he lifted you off of his lap and you whined from the emptiness. your legs were trembling, but he held you up and brought you to his bed. he went to the bathroom to clean himself up and went back to you to wipe you with a towel. your eyes were already closed and you were fast asleep. after he was done, he layed next to you and wrapped his arms around you. he gave you a kiss on the lips and closed his eyes.

the closet? under the table? behind the couch? that seems too obvious.

“y/nnn~~”

his voice was scaring you a bit because of how playful it sounded. he didn’t sound like how he usually would; it sounded nice...too nice for him.

“please don’t find me” you muttered under your breath while running around the house. luckily you didn’t slip on the smooth floor as you were running away from him.

why are you running? oh, because you felt like being a brat towards jaehyun. earlier he was in his office downstairs and you got bored so an idea came to your mind which was to bother him while he was working. apparently, he got fed up a few minutes later which scared you a bit, so you quietly walked away from him and left the room. obviously, you shouldn’t have bothered him, but here you are.

you turned around the corner and saw his back facing towards you. he was still trying to find you, but you ended up finding him instead. your eyes widened as you panicked internally.

fuck.

slowly turning around and tip-toeing away as fast as you can, you heard footsteps behind you. you felt him grab your waist and you were squirming around in his arms so he held you tighter. you stopped and looked up at him with big eyes and a blank expression.

“where do you think you’re going y/n,” he said calmly.

you didn’t answer him. instead, you gave him a small smile in hopes of him getting distracted from his anger.

he scoffed and threw you over his shoulder and started walking somewhere.

“wait jaehyun i’m sorry-”

you ended up being thrown on the silk mattress with your face in the pillows.

“y/n what did i tell you to do while i’m busy working?” he slapped your ass.

“don’t go in your office.”

“correct. and what did you do?”

you heard him unbuckle his belt and you gulped in fear.

“i- i went in there without your permission.”

“this is the first time you’ve chosen to act up huh” he said while grabbing your arms and tying the belt around your wrists.

“i think you need a timeout.”

it was a snowy evening on friday. you came over to mark’s dorm to hangout since he had no plans for the rest of the night and taeyong suggested a “movie” night with the 127 members. everyone was shuffling around the living room while grabbing snacks and drinks. minutes later, everyone got in their spots; some members sat on the floor, some pulled chairs over, and the others sat on the couch.

everyone agreed on watching the show, “the queen’s gambit”, which was on netflix. since none of you guys have watched it yet, jaemin suggested watching the show. although, this wasn’t a movie, it was a show with several long episodes. (it’s really interesting. i recommended it for historical drama fans - or chess lovers!)

mark pulled you over to the end of the couch to sit with him. the room was slightly chilly, so he picked up a blanket to cover you both. his left arm was around your shoulder and he pulled you closer to him while his right arm was rested on the arm of the couch.

around halfway through the episode, you felt mark’s warm hand slip down to your thigh and he began tapping on it; it was a habit of his. the tapping was comforting and he knew that you liked it. you looked up at him and saw his eyes completely fixed on the tv screen. you didn’t realize that you kept staring at his face and admiring his features until he slightly squeezed your thigh. you flinched and zoned back in, turning your face towards the screen. mark knew that you were staring at him earlier, he just didn’t say anything. later, he moved you onto his lap and wrapped his arms around you. his hot breath struck the back of your neck and you started to become tense. he could feel you getting stiffer and stiffer by the moment so he adjusted his sitting position. he lightly tugged your hair back and your face was right beside his. the right side of your shirt was being pulled down slowly, exposing your shoulder to him. luckily, no one was on the right side of the living room to witness what he was doing. then, you felt his soft lips press on your shoulder, slowly moving towards your neck. he began gently sucking your neck. your breath hitched and you tried moving off of his lap before he could do anything further. his strong arms held you down and you almost whined. he continued to suck on your neck and reached a sensitive spot that almost made you moan so you bit your bottom lip. you squirmed on his lap and you heard him mutter “don’t move.” his right hand snuck into your pants and down into your lace panties. his fingers were playing with the waistband and you felt it snap against your skin. his left hand was soothingly massaging your thigh and he noticed that your breathing was becoming faster and faster. he rubbed your clit and you couldn’t help but moan so you hid it by coughing. yuta looked at you from the other side of the couch.

“are you okay?”

mark stopped his movements.

you turned towards yuta with a blushed face and nervously replied, “yeah i’m fine”. he glanced at mark then back to you. he gave you a soft smile and returned to the show.

you whisper yelled at mark, “we almost got caught ma-”

he thrusted his fingers in you and put his hand over your mouth to prevent you from moaning out loud. you tried slapping his hand away but he grabbed it and pinned it on the couch. his pace started getting faster and you closed your eyes. he was watching you in satisfaction while you were falling apart on his lap.

“m-mark i’m gonna cum” you said with his hand over your mouth still

he leaned forward, “what was that baby?”

“i-i’m going to cum”

he smirked and leaned back on the couch. everyone was so immersed in the show to the point that the both of you weren’t even there. you couldn't help but cum a few seconds later, and he felt the warm sticky liquid on his fingers. your thighs were dripping with cum and you felt his fingers moving slowly in and out of your cunt. he started playing with your cum and you could hear the small squelching noises. then, with three digits, he began roughly thrusting inside you again. you couldn’t help but grind on him out of overstimulation and he slapped your pussy making you whine. he began rubbing your clit and your head dropped on his shoulder. the familiar feeling of uneasiness was in your stomach again and suddenly, he stopped moving. you looked at him in confusion.

“go in my room. now”

“fuck”

you dropped your head and closed your eyes while leaning on the bed with your hands. your hair was disheveled and you were wearing your panties and mark’s shirt.

“babe you good?” mark said while chuckling at you. 

“yes and no, i feel like i’m floating”

(a little synopsis here: both of you just fucked a few minutes ago and you’ve never felt so good before; it was like literal heaven. mark was laying on the bed with his grey sweatpants while watching you amusingly. surprisingly you could still stand after having a few rounds with mark, but you were so exhausted you felt like you could crash at any second.)

he pulled you into his arms and kissed the top of your head.

“i’ll go easier next time” he said while rubbing your back.

“thank you” you said in relief.

“...if i remember”

“MARK-”