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HEESEUNG

POOL PARTY (♡ ☽ ❀)

↳ Blaring music, colorful lights, free alcohol, horny girls, cool water: pool parties were Lee Heeseung's favorite type of party. When you heard that your older brother, Jake, was throwing one in your back yard for Heeseung's birthday, you took your chance to have Heeseung finally notice you. Luckily for you, Heeseung knew your plan; and two can play that game.

What's Cookin'? (❀ ♡)

JAY

TIGHTY WHITIES (☆ ❀ ☽ ⛆)

↳ You and Park Jongseong have been enemies for years. Heck, the two of you grew up picking fights with each other. A hateful war of tricks and deceit turns from bad to worse, however, when you finally trump him. Nobody can come back from having a photo of themself in tighty whities sent to the entire school, right?

JAKE

UNDER THE COVER (♡ ☽ ❀)

TEASER | PART 1 | PART 2

↳ Love was never your goal, preferring to keep your nose in a book while sitting in an isolated corner of your favorite library. But then you met Jake Sim: the quiet librarian who wore sweaters and button downs, the man who treated every book like a treasure, the man that you felt was perfect for you. You knew better than to judge a book by its cover, but who would have known your quiet library crush was the exact opposite of what you'd expected?

SUNGHOON

Knight Sunghoon (♡ ❀)

Jealous Sunghoon (♡ ☽)

SUNOO

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JUNGWON

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NIKI

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OT7

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MAMA was possibly one of the biggest breaks your group had ever had the opportunity to participate in. Although your group was only a year old, your popularity rose through the roof after your debut was released following the end of your survival show.

Luckily for you, you'd been chosen to perform in a collaboration performance with a handful of idols from popular groups. One of these idols happened to be none other than Park Sunghoon, your boyfriend.

The two of you had been practicing for the third day that week with your backup dancers and the other idols when Sunghoon noticed a fatal flaw in the routine. This part of the choreography, as it had been taught, called for every idol to dance with a backup dancer. He had to bite back his anger when watching you in the mirror.

He was already feeling jealous of your dance partner for the way he could put his arms around your waist and dance against you for everyone to see when Sunghoon wanted nothing more than the world to know you were his. He felt his blood boiling at the sight alone.

Every time he'd see it, he'd recall how you'd scream his name when he was the one holding you like that, his cock pounding into you until his pelvis met your own.

During a water break, your dancer had continued to talk to you. Sunghoon didn't mind him talking to you, but it was the way his hand rested on your shoulder and his eyes stared directly at your chest that irked him. Your dance partner then decided to push a piece of your hair behind your ear and ask you to hang out that night.

Although you rejected the offer (because you had plans with Hoon), your backup dancer persisted. Sunghoon hated boys who didn't take no for an answer, boys who needed to be reminded of their place.

All of these bottled emotions led to Sunghoon being balls-deep inside of you in the empty practice room after rehearsal was over, your back against the cool surface of the floor while he sat on his knees between your legs. He squeezed your cheeks together with one hand, forcing you to look to the side of you and into the mirror. “Look how good you're taking me, doll. Think that little backup dancer could do fill you this good?”

He'd pet your hair and press kisses to your sweaty forehead, sending a message of intimacy behind his merciless thrusts. He would bring his head down to your chest and neck, biting and sucking all the skin he could. “You're mine, and only mine. Gonna let the whole world know it.”

You moaned around him as he flipped the two of you over, him sitting on the floor with you above him. He guided his tip to your entrance, pulling your hips down onto him and holding your thighs down as he thrusted up into you. You flew forward onto his chest, biting onto his shoulder to quiet yourself. “Don't hide how beautiful I make you sound baby, don't hide how I'm the only one who can make you feel like this.”

He took your hard nipple into his mouth, his teeth nibbling on it while his tongue flicked against the tip. You arched your back into him with a moan. He hummed around your sensitive peak in pleasure. Releasing it with a pop, he began to decorate the rest of your chest with hickeys. He pulled away with a flush on his cheeks and his bottom lip between his teeth, his brow furrowed. “Fuck, tell me you love me.”

“I-I love you,” you moan out, sloppily connecting your lips to his own in a messy make out. “I'm all yours baby,” you pulled him closer to you by the back of his head. Your back arched further, his dick hitting your weak spot. Your legs shook as you moaned his name. “Hoon, gonna- gonna cum.”

He thrusted harder, faster, and deeper with all the force he could gather. His thrusts grew erratic and with less rhythm, a sign he was close. “Fuck, ‘m gonna cum, too, doll. Gonna fill you up so everyone knows you're mine.”

He brought his hand to quickly rub circles onto your clit, your thighs twitching and your hips meeting his own to ride out your high. You sucked a dark bruise on the sensitive spot of his neck, a whine escaping him as he released into you. He slowly thrusted into you as he rode out his own orgasm, pressing kisses over your body. “Baby, I’ll treat you like a princess for the rest of your life. I'll never let another man think he has a chance at comparing to me if I can help it.”