RUE

𖥻 ׁ ׅ PEARLS & POWER ! ׁ ׅ 🪷 college student , she/her , black writer , aries , taehyung’s passenger princess and jungkook’s pillow princess ✶⋆.˚

𖥻 ׁ ׅ pretty & petty asf ! ׁ ׅ 🪷

──★ ˙🍓 ̟ !! no desire to fit in .

𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃

GALLERY & PRINCESS GUIDELINES

requests are: open

⋆𖦹⋆ˎˊ˗ PAIRING : COLLEGESTUDENT!JAKE X OLDER!READER

𖥻 ׁ ׅ synopsis ! ׁ ׅ 🪷 Your marriage took a drastic turn over the years, cold shoulder and silent dinners. Things get even more complicated once your husband starts tutoring a young man from his literature class, privately in your home. Thick tension that will soon reveal hidden motives.

── .✦ genre: angst, smut 𖥻 ׁ ׅ 5.3k+ words.

𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃 warning : SMUT mdni, college au, infidelity, legal age gap (jake 23, reader 26), husband is portrayed to be in his late 30’s, manipulation, foul language, arguing, softdom!jake, sub!reader, reader is black coded, rough sex, he talks you through it, bigdick!jake, unprotected sex (don’t do this), creampie, small aftercare scene!

𖥻 ׁ ׅ based on the kdrama: notes from the last row .ᐟ ֹ ₊

The heavy weight of an unhappy marriage is real, or better yet the feeling of your spouse just being a roommate in a home that was once shared with happy memories. No more loving smiles and only having a short conversation at the dinner table. But that didn't last long either.

Dinners grew quiet, the only sound was the sound of silver wear scrapping or clashing against the plate filled with food, cold shoulders led to your husband sleeping in his study for "peace of mind" reasons— or so he said. It was honestly normal for the both of you. Any other married couple would look at y'all and think something was truly wrong.

And it was.

See your husband Scott was an aspiring author. He wanted to be known for his stories, live in the life of accepting awards for his work and so on, especially after writing his first novel. That dream came tumbling down once he needed help from his friend who so happens to be an author with many connections.

"Your story is..how do I put this..too complicated." Said friend who patted Scott's shoulder on that cold winter night before walking away.

Scott remember that day vividly, the snow slowly falling as they both stood outside the small local restaurant his friend was eating at with wealthy known authors. After that he switched careers, working as a literature professor. You were honestly happy he at least managed to do something related to his dream and switch over to help others, but Scott never felt the same. Students found it hard in his class due to the fact his temper was short and graded papers with no remorse.

Students would use the fact that because he failed as an author, he is taking his anger out on them. Scott tries his best not to let it get to his head, if they didn't like it, they can drop out of his class. But to your surprise, he started to step foot into what was once a shared bedroom at night to get your opinion on why his students acted a certain way.

"Your a therapist, help me out here." He once said, sitting awkwardly at the edge of the bed, like the once shared space was foreign. Back facing you while you were perched up resting against the headboard, book resting on your lap for a late night read, you just stared at him before offering the advice he wanted to hear.

That's the only time you felt a little spark. That small spark come an go as he only confided in you for advise and disappearing back into his study now guest room for him.

It was only a matter of time before that little spark vanishes completely and he only focused on his own little story.

"That's why writing the first sentence is crucial." Scott spoke calmly, slowly pacing back and forth in his lecture hall. Nothing but his voice was heard as students tried their best to focus on the important lesson he was trying to teach.

"The moment the first sentence is written, the author finally takes their first step into their story."

Focused on the the novel in hand, he spoke about a specific quote asking students if they knew of said author. The classroom was nothing but quiet. Few taking notes on their device or notebook while others stared at him like he was just a person standing there just to talk.

"No one knows the answer?" He stared at them, scanning the room intensely. "This is a quintessential classic. Goethe's—" The sudden sound of a student's phone blasting music at full volume woke up the whole classroom like an espresso shot. The student's hands moved quickly, awkwardly placing his phone face down in front of him on the desk.

"Who was that? what was that noise?" Scott looked around making it even more awkward for the guy not wanting to out himself.

"Apologies." Taking out his airpods not holding eye contact, finally speaking up causing Scott to look at him. A few laughs from students as if that was the best thing that happened for once in the professor's class.

He continued on like nothing happened, even though it bothered him for a split second. He talked about the author Goethe and his novel 'The Sorrows of Young Werther.' "As we all know, it's written in the form of letters sent by Werther to his friend Albert.." Glancing out the window as he spoke more until he finally snapped.

"Are my classes a joke to you?"

If the class wasn't silent before it became still.

Everyone stared watching Scott look directly at the poor guy. "Get out!" Patients running thin feeling the disrespect from already having students in his class that didn't even want to answer questions.

"It's not Albert, it's Wilhelm." The sudden smooth deep voice with a slight thick Australian accent was heard from the back row catching Scott's and students attention. They all looked at him like they never knew a person was sitting back there, let alone that he was in the class.

"Werther's friend is Wilhelm," He continued. "Albert is the Fiance of Lotte, the woman Werther loves. The object of Werther's jealousy, admiration, and inferiority complex. But, in the sense that all of those things are part of friendship, i guess you could say they were friends, The object of his envy, and yet, his friend."

The class ooed in admiration from his quick knowledge while Scott looked stuck for once. "Professor, times up." Was all the guy said water bottle in hand taking a quick sip. Scott blinked, staring a bit before clearing his throat. "Class dismissed."

Students packed out immediately, dropped off their writing assignment on his desk before exiting. Scott noticed the guy from earlier was the last to leave, dropping his assignment off and walking away without once glancing at the professor.

Once the classroom emptied out, Scott sat down at his desk sighing, reaching for the last paper to read out the name of the student that knew more than him.

"…Jake Sim."

"You want me to judge something when it's too early to do so." Your husband was back inside y'all your room late at night, sitting at the little desk by the window. He always manage to come here when your peacefully reading your book. "How is it too early, your a therapist. Why is it always 'to be continued' after every story." He spoke, watching you look over Jake's assignment. The story he wrote was incredible, depicting a world where he want it to be his.

Scott explained what happened two days ago in his class and how after that he has been only hooked on the story his student, Jake has given him. "Is this what you have been reading in your study?" Asking with a raised eyebrow, Scott scoffed snatching the paper away.

"And so what if I am, I came in here for your input. Nothing more." Words stinging slightly trying your best not to say anything because an argument is the last thing you want right now for the spark that was lit up after years.

"His mental state isn't complex..he's envious." Your words came out slow, voice steady looking at your husband. "He must have saw something that he wanted desperately. And since he can't do anything about it, he's venting through writing. imagination."

Scott pondered on your words for a brief second, staring into the distance before getting up slowly. groaning slightly from age catching up to him. "Are you going to take him under you wing?." Your sentence stopped your husband in his tracks, not speaking once before turning off the main light in your room and shutting the door while leaving.

The sudden warmth disappeared despite no physical contact. Just the presence was enough. Wiping the quick tear that graced your cheek, you closed your book, place it on the night stand, and cut off the lamp to go to sleep.

It took a while for Scott to get Jake on board. A proposal was made and rules were set. Jake made it very clear he has three jobs on top of his studies causing Scott to propose if he quits once of his part time jobs, he would pay twice the amount for each session. And the one rule that was set was that all meet ups will be happening at Scott's house. "I don't want others poking in my business." Said Scott.

You finally met Jake for the first time since half of there meet ups were during the hours you were still at work. The one off day you manage to see him Jake was polite, very polite. His words came out smooth and he smiled at the perfect time causing you to feel warmth in your face.

After their session, You made dinner, wanting Jake to eat as well after being cooped up in Scott's hot clustered study.

"May I call you by your first name, if that's okay with you?" Jake spoke after swallowing his food, looking at you only. Scott glancing up from his food looking at Jake. You blinked a few times, slowly poking at your food. Warm smile gracing your face, "Of course, whatever is comfortable for you." Speaking softly earning a small grin from Jake.

"If I'm being honest I was expecting professor's wife to look like him." You stopped mid bite looking at Jake confused. "What do you mean by that?" laughing nervously, while Scott shoot daggers into Jakes side profile. "Nothing bad, professor made it seem like you were less beautiful from the woman in his novel. which is crazy because your still young and more beautiful."

Scott slammed his fork on the table before standing up. "I think it's time for you to go home now Jake." Jake looked up at Scott from his seat, he glanced at you noticing your silence. "I'm sorry y/n..did i say something to offend you." Your smile was quick and so was the nod. "Oh no sweetie there's no need to apologize."

"Even so, it's time for you to leave. It's getting late."

"Don't be rude Scott." You spoke with a sudden base in your voice shocking both of them. Not looking at your husband you stood up as well, grabbing Jake's plate. "I'll pack your food so you can take it home with you." Jake stared at you, trying to pick at the mask you set quickly after your sudden tone.

Smiling a little he nodded his head. "Thank you." Was all he said before standing up, walking over to the living room couch to grab his book bag.

Once Jake left, the atmosphere grew heavy and thick. Scott stood by the kitchen doorframe, watching you scrub away at the plates. "Your upset." Scott finally spoke up, your movements never stopping. "Who wouldn't be upset from finding out that their husband describe their wife differently in their novel from the main character who so happens to be the husband's first love." Voice laced with anger and slightly shaking while using the dirty dishes as a distraction from crashing out.

Scott took off his glasses to pinch the bridge of his nose seeing how this might play out for him. "I know it sounds weird but it's not like that—" Slamming the dish back into the soap water, splashing water everywhere but not caring once while taking off the rubber gloves and sitting them on the edge of the kitchen sink.

"Do you know what else I found out, apparently the people in jakes story that he has been writing about it your first love's family, isn't that a shocker." Scott eyebrows furrowed in confusion watching you come closer towards him.

"You went into my study?"

"Does that matter right now?"

"I told you it was off limits—"

"FOR FUCK SAKE SCOTT!" The loud outburst from you caught your husband off guard mid sentence. Looking at him crazy, feeling frustrated. "Does that fucking matter right now? no, it doesn't. what matters right now is that the whole reason you continue the private tutoring is because you figured out he was writing about your first love and her husband that so happened to be your ex friend that fucked your career over."

Your words came out fast, it felt like your anger and sadness finally spewed out. The discovery of his first love being the reason he's getting back into a positive attitude was the icing on the cake.

Scott had no words, Absolutely zero. He stared at his wife who looked at him with tears that welled up in her eyes, bottom lip trembling, and breath uneven. What could he possibly say to fix this situation.

"I"m sor—"

"Save it. Clean the rest of the dishes. I'm going to bed." The switch from anger to cold was quick, you felt yourself becoming numb after finally letting it all out, the spark you kept close flickered out like heavy rain smothering a small campfire.

The door slammed shut, leaving a husband in the middle of the kitchen entry way pondering on the beginning of his fucked up decisions.

It's been two weeks since that indecent. The sessions still continued, but now at Scott's office at the college. Scott and Jake sat in silence as Scott read Jake's paper. Jake tapped against the table, staring at the old man in front of him. "You look tired." Breaking the ice, Scott looked at him before continuing to read his story.

"I'm always tired." Jake laughed a little looking around at the different books on the shelves collecting dust. "Why do you sit in the last row in my class?" Sitting Jake's paper down, he finally looked at him watching Jake look back at him.

Jake pondered for a second, lip twitching for a split second containing his smile.

"Is it so you can daydream in my class?"

"You can be seen everything from there. A seat where I can observe everything without being seen myself." Words coming out smooth without breaking eye contact. The silence passing by between them until one of them decided to speak.

"You observe a lot lately, especially married couples. The more you observe the complicated things get." Scott sat up slightly in his chair, the rebuttal came quick. "..Well to be fair married couples are complicated regardless."

"Are you talking about yourself?" Jake couldn't contain his smirk any longer, especially not after seeing Scott's puzzled face.

"What?"

"Well, I'm just wondering how things are with you and your wife." Jake didn't shy away, his curiosity always there especially with Scott's love life. "Why would you be curious about that?" Looking confused all Jake did was smirk some more.

"Focus on your story and not about my life with my wife." Scott dismissed the conversation pointing at Jake's paper. "So what should i focus on then." Jake watched as the wires connected into Scott's head. "Something special." Was all Scott said causing Jake to raise an eyebrow. "Something special?" Scott nodded picking up the written assignment once again.

"For a story to be a story, it needs a special something."

Jake's stories only got wilder from there. It made Scott questioned if it was real or not, but each time Jake manage to debunk his suspicion. Jake knew it was only a matter of time for Scott to spiral while you continued to distance yourself from your husband.

Scott managed to lose it completely once Jake stopped writing due to the fact he was away for a while helping his sick relative. Jake was nowhere in sight and unable to write properly, Scott practically begged for him to continue. "If you want to know so bad what happened next, imagine it. write it yourself." Jake said over the phone before hanging up.

Scott grew frustrated especially after that phone call a second one came from Jake early in the morning leading to Scott's fucked up decisions to finally catch up to him.

You were in the middle of packing your clothes, hair products, skin care products,etc. Your breaking point finally snapping leading you to get ready to leave after an argument with your husband after he rushed to go to his first love's house. "Jake wrote in his story that she's in trouble!" Was all Scott said.

You let out a scoff mid packing recounting that moment ten seconds ago. "So wrapped up in a story that's apart of his imagination." Shaking your head you placed the last item in your suitcase before hearing the doorbell ring. looking up confused you made your way to the front door, looking through the peep whole you see Jake standing there looking off into the distance.

Opening the door, Jake looked at you. He stood there tall, hands in his pants pocket with his book bag hanging off of one shoulder.

"Jake? What are you doing here?" He gave you a small smile before you quickly stepped aside to let him in. "I had something to show you actually, it's about professor." Jake placed his book bag down on the floor by the couch as he sat down, seeing you stand a few feet away confused.

Jake chuckled a little, reached into his book bag, "I wrote my finally story, instead of your husband reading it I wanted you to read it y/n." His tone grew serious, you looked at the slightly thick stack of paper in his hand causing you to finally move closer and sit on the couch.

"Why me? I Think Scott should read it first." Jake was quick to shake his head. "No. He'll get to read it later. trust." The promise felt dark, but you didn't get to ponder on his words for much longer as he handed you the assignment.

As you began to read, the final piece of the story that brung your marriage to a breaking point, you felt nothing. It was like you were numb while reading Jakes true story. You sat there still, reading the last bit while Jake watched every little reaction and movement from you. Once you were done reading you couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

"I knew it this would happened." Speaking softly you sat the assignment full of disbelief on the couch. The sudden shift was quick, Jake's hand came resting on top of your hand. "How come?" Speaking with a deep change in tone, feigning comfort. You look ed at Jake noticing that he sat close full attention on you and only you.

"Because he never cared about me, he only cared about the story you wrote." Your voice came out in a small whisper. Jake was quick to wipe the tear that threatened to spill before cupping your face softly. His hand was warm, a warmth you craved for, for the longest from your husband but instead it was from another man.

"How could he screw up with a wife like you." Deep voice protruding. Your words got stuck in your throat, you couldn't help but really stare at him. It was only a matter of time for one of you to make the first move and Jake did so, not shying away as his face inched closer and you made no sound or movement to stop him, wanting him to continue. The feeling of his lips on yours felt electric,melting in your spot.

The kiss grew heavier while Jake used his free hand to wrap it around your waste pulling you closer towards him. You felt the warmth of his body while you gripped his broad shoulders. You managed to pull away slightly, breathing heavily, "This is wrong.." Jake watched you stare at his lips, he couldn't help but smirk finding it funny.

"I can stop right now. Just say the word."

You didn't utter a single no or lets stop, just tugged him closer kissing him again. You could feel the smile in between the kiss from him. Jake wasted no time picking you up from the couch, surprising strong arms carrying you to your room. Breaking away from the kiss, he laid you down on the bed softly. Trapping you in between his arms as he was on top of you, Jake stared causing you to get shy.

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

"Because your beautiful."

His hands roamed all over your brown skin, taking you in fully. "I wouldn't even let you out of my sight if you were mines." He stated clearly, bringing his head down to your neck, kissing you there slowly earning a moan from you.

You arched beneath him, the weight of Jake's body pressing you deeper into the mattress. Your brown skin flushed warm under his wandering palms as they slid along your sides, over the curve of your waist, and down to grip your hips. He kissed your neck again, slower this time, lips parting so his tongue could trace the sensitive spot just below your ear.

A soft moan slipped from you before you could stop it. Jake answered with a low hum against your throat, the vibration traveling straight through you. His mouth moved lower, pressing open kisses along your collarbone while his hands kept exploring—fingers splaying wide, thumbs brushing the undersides of your breasts through your clothes.

"You feel so good," he murmured, voice rough. One hand slipped beneath your shirt, palm hot against bare skin as he pushed the fabric up. He broke contact only long enough to pull it over your head and toss it aside, looking at you in the lace leopard print bra that had him spiraling even more eyes growing dark and clouded with lust, "God your fucking beautiful baby." He helped you take off your bra then his mouth returned to your chest, kissing the swell of each breast before his tongue flicked over a nipple.

Your fingers tangled in his hair, tugging him closer. Jake groaned, the sound vibrating against your skin. He sucked gently, then harder, teeth grazing just enough to make your back lift off the bed. His free hand worked at your waistband, popping the button and easing the zipper down. He lifted his hips to help slide your pants and underwear off in one smooth motion, leaving you bare beneath him.

Jake sat back on his heels for a moment, eyes dark as they traveled over every inch of exposed brown skin. "Fuck, look at you." His hands returned, spreading your thighs wider so he could settle between them. The hard line of his cock pressed against your inner thigh through his jeans, thick and insistent.

He leaned down again, capturing your mouth in another deep kiss while his fingers traced lower—sliding between your folds, finding you already slick. He circled your clit with slow, deliberate strokes, swallowing every gasp and whimper you gave him. Two fingers pushed inside, curling just right as his thumb kept working that sensitive bundle of nerves.

"So wet for me," he breathed against your lips. His pace stayed steady, fingers thrusting deeper while his mouth moved back to your neck, sucking marks into the skin there. Your hips rolled up to meet his hand, chasing the building heat. "Fuck- hng! feels so good." Jake matched your rhythm, adding a third finger, stretching you open as his cock strained harder against his jeans.

He pulled his fingers free only to bring them to his mouth, licking them clean with a low groan. Then both hands went to his belt, unbuckling it quickly. He shoved his jeans and boxers down just enough to free his cock. You looked at his dick shocked at the size, he was thick, flushed, and leaking at the tip. His dick look heavy as he wrapped a hand around the base, giving himself one slow stroke.

"That's not going to fit." You deadpanned earning a small laugh from Jake but you were dead ass.

"Don't worry love, you can take it." He reassured like he know for a fact you can, you bit your bottom lip watching him move closer, thick tip prodding at your hole. "But tell me when to stop," he gripped your chin making you look up at him, "okay?" You nodded your head, a small whimper leaving your lips. "Words baby."

"Ok Jake."

Jake rewarded you by slowly pushing in causing you to both groan at the feeling. "Shit. Your fucking tight." groaning out as inch after inch sank in until his hips met yours. Jake buried his face in your neck, breathing hard as he gave you a moment to adjust. Once you relaxed around him, he started moving—long, deep thrusts that rocked the bed beneath you. Each stroke dragged against that perfect spot inside, his pelvis grinding against your clit on every downstroke. "Oh fuck." You moaned back arching feeling him deep inside of you.

"See, told ya’, you can take it." Jake sat up hands resting beside your face as he fed you slow deep strokes to calm you down. "You feel so fucking good." He looked at you noticing your eyes glazed over as you tried to form a sentence. "hng— f-faster please." Jake raised an eyebrow, grinning widely at you. "Huh? what was that I couldn't hear you." feigning innocence while you whimpered. "C'mon use that pretty voice." Jake bit his bottom lip rolling his hips into yours, loving the feeling of your warmth.

"P-please Jake fuck me faster!" Your sweet begging was all it took for Jake obliged, pace quickening, the wet sound of skin meeting skin filling the room along with your shared moans. His hands gripped your thighs, folding you into mating press as he fucked into you harder. Sweat slicked both your bodies, his chest sliding against yours with every thrust. He kissed you again, messy and desperate, tongue tangling with yours while his cock drove in and out.

You moaned in between the kiss, feeling intense pleasure. Jake pulled away leaning back up to look at you with hooded eyes. "This is what you needed, huh. A proper fuck from a man who really can love and fuck you." Jake words hit deep feeling yourself get even more wet as you tighten around him causing him to smirk.

"Fuuck look at that, pussy wet f'me huh? shit your doing so well for me." You nodded your head as he continued to press down on your thighs. "Ouu fuck jakee." Your beautiful cries were music to his ears, he groaned at the sight of your pussy gripping him tight with each thrust, the thick frothy ring of cum forming at the base of his cock and your thighs as evidence. The sound of skin slapping against skin could be heard by neighbors, but you could care less as he continued to fuck you.

"Nasty ass pussy, look at you creaming all over me taking it so well for me." Thick Australian accent peeking out. Your eyes rolled back while his hips slammed against you, feeling yourself close, legs shaking. "Look at me while I fuck you love." He tapped the side of your cheek making you look at him, your eyes filled with tears as he kissed your lips before his hand slid between you again, fingers finding your clit once more to rub tight circles.

"Cum for me," he growled against your mouth. "Let me feel it." The combination of his cock filling you and his fingers working your clit pushed you over the edge. Your pussy clenched around him, pulsing hard as pleasure crashed through you. Jake groaned loud, hips stuttering as your orgasm milked him. He thrust a few more times before burying himself deep, dick twitching as he came inside you, hot pulses of cum filling you up.

He stayed there, forehead pressed to yours, both of you breathing hard. "Fuck that was…" He breathed heavily, leaning up as he slowly pulled out watching his thick cum leave your pussy and onto the bed. Your body grew weak watching with sleepy eyes as he got off the bed to go grab a warm rag to clean you up with.

In that same space where you once shared with your husband and craved his warmth was another man who willingly gave you his comfort.

Scott was heated. He been fooled by one of his students. His world came crumbling down after witnessing everything was normal. He made a fool out of himself, he looked crazy.

And Jake was happy.

Once Scott arrived back home he witness Jake leaving the apartment complex, book bag hanging off his shoulder with a smug glow look plastered on his face as he looked up at the bright sunny sky.

"Hey, you!" Jake looked over at the black Toyota car, Scott getting out while pointing at him furious. "You tricked me!" Scott shouted, all Jake did was smirk swinging his book bag in front of him to clutch it tight, getting ready to run.

"Get back here!" People passing by witnessing the scene before them watching an old man chase a young man down. But once he hit that corner, Jake was out of sight. Catching his breath, Scott cussed under his breath making his way back home instead. Once entering inside the quiet home he noticed two suit cases by the door along with a duffle bag. Confusion written all over his face he made his way to your bedroom.

Noticing the messed up sheets and you looking at yourself in the mirror fixing your lip combo without any care that your husband has arrived. "Did you let that asshole in?" Scott was in disbelief. Sighing heavily, you looked over your curls after fixing it from it being messed up prior before his arrival. "He's not an asshole, show some respect."

Scott laughed bitterly at your words, staring at you like you had a second head growing in the back of your skull. "Respect went out the window when you let one of my students in my home in our room. are you crazy?"

"My room." You corrected.

"He's a kid." Scott stated clearly.

You finally looked at him through the mirror. "He's not a kid, he is a man and more mature unlike someone." You calming screwed the top back on your lip gloss before putting it in your small pouch and grabbed it. "You're unbelievable right now, do you even hear yourself—"

"No Scott. Do you hear yourself? Do you even realize what's been happening lately." You could only shake your head seeing him grow quiet. "I won't live with you anymore. I won't put up with you anymore. I'm going to start writing my own story now."

Scott watched you brush pass him, he stepped out of the bedroom and watched you leave happily with your stuff. His world came crashing down quick and he couldn't do nothing about it. Grabbing at his gray hair he turned around until he noticed his study door was open. Walking over he noticed all the stories Jake given him were gone. Nowhere near his desk. Panicking, he stepped closer only to see a small thick stack of paper on the desk.

"What.." Picking up the stack he flipped each page, reading it carefully. Each mastermind plan was written well, every detail on how Jake manage to bring fiction into reality. Using the knowledge of his first love and ex friend to twist a narrative to the point Scott was writing the story.

'I honestly didn't expect for my story to make it this far. For me to depict a world that was real only to you, professor. Honestly it's better for you to take notes instead, right? That's when I remembered what you said. That for a story to be a story, it needs a special something. The more i gave you, the more you were able to continue on without me explaining anything to you.

From that point on, the writer of this story was always you.

Has your story finally become special?'

I will get on my knees if I have to! PLEASSE

⋆𖦹⋆ˎˊ˗ smut drabble , military husband Jaehyun finally home.

a/n: I had to do a quick smut of jae like ugh, he’s finally back!

warning: breeding kink, daddy kink ( used only twice), dom!jae, enjoy !

You felt the summer heat on your skin as you stood by your car, a cute pink lunchbox in hand that had a small vanilla cake inside. You didn’t want to come empty handed, it was like a welcome home gift that you made with excitement and love.

You bit your bottom lip feeling nervous, glancing around at the other families, friends, and lovers standing around waiting patiently.

Your mind was going crazy, mainly thinking about if your sanity will be present when Jaehyun is finally in front of you. Like let’s be honest, in desperate times where you’re just in the need for his touch you found it painful, phone calls from your husband was only making you more needy.

So now that he’s finally discharged, you might drop the cake and just have a full on makeout session with your husband without care.

You hear the metal gates open, getting you to finally look up seeing soldiers carrying duffle bags glad to be out. Each person screamed or cried hugging their significant other.

You glanced around looking for your husband, and it took a while for you to realize that the man walking towards you was in fact your husband.

Jaehyun’s signature dimple smile was all it took for you to look at him in shock— well that and the fact that he’s gotten even more buff and big.

“You look shocked to see me.” He raised an eyebrow laughing a little at the way you couldn’t even form a sentence, shamelessly looking at him up and down.

“What’s that pretty?” His finger grazed the pink lunchbox in your hand, you blinked a few times registering that he was talking to you.

“O-oh, it’s a cake I baked for you.” You said softly averting your eyes from his forearms that were showing since his uniform sleeves were rolled up nice and neatly.

“Really? Thank you baby.” His voice came out smooth like honey making you go even more insane, watching the way he carefully took off the lid while you held the lunchbox.

His smile made you melt, he took two of his fingers and scooped up some of the white icing, bring it up to his mouth and licking them clean, humming in the process while holding eye contact.

Yea sanity long gone.

Your breath hitched as you averted your eyes from him, feeling hot. Jaehyun nodded his head before pulling his fingers out his mouth with a soft pop.

“Can’t wait to eat the rest of it.”

In your mind you heard something different, you quickly smiled before taking the lid out of his hand, “I think it’s time to go.” You said voice coming out higher than you expected and Jaehyun was enjoying every second of it.

He watched you turn around heading towards the passenger side, wanting Jaehyun to drive y’all back home which he gladly did, “God I missed you.” He mumbled moving quickly to the driver side, ready to leave the military base and back home.

“Fuck baby I missed you.” He mumbled, but this time he let out a groan watching the way your ass clapped back against his pelvis as his dick hit deeper.

Your moans were heaven to him, missing your whine and cries as he fucked you. He gripped your hips tight feeling you squeeze him.

“Fuck pretty keep squeezing me like that and ima cum quick.” He warned, but it only had you spiraling even more, squeezing again.

Jaehyun smirked shaking his head before smacking your ass earning a louder moan from you, his left hand quickly grabbed your braids, pulling them to arch your back more to the point your back was touching his chest.

“You greedy bitch, like the idea of me cumming quick inside you, huh.” His husky voice whispered in your ear, your eyes rolled back as you felt closer to your release. “Talk to me pretty.”

“Yes daddy, want it s-so hng!- bad.” You could barely even think straight, just rambling on and on. Jaehyun kissed behind your ear, hips not slowing down once.

“Yea? Want daddy to cum inside you make you a mommy.” Your moans only grew louder, nodding your head yes. The hand that was in your hair moved to wrap his arm around your neck, headlock style while his other hand smack your ass.

Your nails scratched against his big forearm, feeling his dick hit your sweet spot. “Ouu fuckk.” You cried out legs shaking feeling intense pleasure.

He moved his arm away letting your body hit the mattress, he flipped you over quickly and pushed both of your legs up in mating press.

The new angle had you spiraling even more, his thick dick going deeper. His strong hands held your thighs as he practically put you through the mattress.

You looked beautiful to him in this position. Sweat glistening on your pretty skin, edges sweated out, lip gloss smudged, whiny voice with your eyes rolling back. He loved it and missed it oh so much.

He leaned down kissing your forehead before continuing to fuck you with passion. You were in for a looong night.

⋆𖦹⋆ˎˊ˗ PAIRING : HUSBAND!HAJOON X BLACKWIFE!READER

𖥻 ׁ ׅ synopsis ! ׁ ׅ 🪷 your husband is always supportive of your decisions, but never afraid of voicing his opinion. Moving across the world for your dreams was a surprise turn— well, not as surprising as your boss also supporting those dreams too comfortably for your husband’s liking.

── .✦ genre: angst, smut 𖥻 ׁ ׅ 5k+ words.

𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃 warning : SMUT mdni, rough sex, oral ( f. receiving ), unprotected sex, creampie, slight dirty talk, praising, slight possessive!hajoon, reader is black coded, small argument, foul language, after care !

( author’s note at the end ).

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Eight years, Eight years is all it took. Bustling in the kitchen that you've grown to love and slightly hate at the same time paid off well.

The same atmosphere you've grown accustomed to—each day that flies by, brain wired to clock in at a certain time and neatly put on your apron and get to work immediately. The other chefs was just the same, but way more assure of themselves, as a young chef starting at the age of nineteen they took your determination as a joke like one of those children books that have all the childish words to tell for days. It was laughable to them, but that never wavered you, no that only pushed you to be better.

You're Twenty four now, clearly your time here improved your skills a lot that your boss saw potential in you, slightly more than the others— so he said. He made it clear that he doesn't have favorites, but the other chef's called bull. So many emotions ran through your head as your boss stood tall in front of you in his neatly white office, similar to the design of the kitchen. You could see the excitement bubbling in him for you, while you were figuring out yours.

It felt like the words were stuck in your throat trying to claw out to shout 'Oh my fucking god!' but it died down as you let out the most high pitched thank you from the moment of silence. Clearing your throat out of shock and embarrassment, Chef Min laughed waving you off. "No i get it, so many emotions rushing in your mind right?" Folding his arms over his nice crisp white buttoned up shirt, leaning back against his desk, you shook your head, chef hat shifting slightly.

"Are you kidding, Chef, It's honestly such a dream come true." You felt your eyes welling up with tears, it seemed dramatic to you to be tearing up, but Chef felt like he accomplished on making the right decision. If his smile could grow ten times as wider, it would. "Being in France to become a CEO at the Velours Restaurant is honestly a big step that i feel like you can handle." His smooth voice calmed you down slightly.

Licking your lips feeling them dry up out of habit once realizing there is always a thought swimming in the back of your head. "Shit. My Husband." The words slipped out of your mouth before you could stop them, covering your mouth up, the shaking of his head as he stood to his tall height, unfolding his arms, smile never wavering. "It's okay, is there something wrong or.." He didn't want to pry, trying to figure his words out carefully.

You laughed awkwardly, rubbing your hands on you uniform pants, "I don't think he would take it well about me moving away." Those words felt silly coming out of your mouth, for once you saw his smile falter slightly. In his head you could tell he was thinking, 'Why wouldn't they moved together' or 'Why would he not be happy for his wife'. Again he was not going to pry, just thinking slowly. "If it make it any better, If you don't have his full support you have mine entirely." No slick intention, no suggestive tone, pure platonic and supportive is what you felt when hearing those words.

He could see you processing everything and don't want any pressure to be put on your shoulders, His smile regained its rightful place, "Y/N don't stress, it'll only eat you up alive, trust." He joked, moving over behind his desk to grab something. "Should i call him, No, it's better to talk about it in person." Speaking to yourself in a nervous tone, you didn't even realize the aroma in the room shifted slightly until it got close causing you to look up. The view of the nice pink and white lilies coming into view a long with a small card inside had your eyes bulging out in a comical way.

"Chef I can't…" The baritone hum cut you off with no intention on hearing your words. "Just a small congrats gift, that's all. Hopefully your husband don't mind." chuckling at his own joke unaware of your small giggle that choked up, reminding you once again the long conversation waiting for you when you get home.

Gripping the flowers wrapped in a cream color florist paper with a nice light pink bow wrapped around, you smiled, "Thank you." It came out lowly but he heard clearly.

"Pleasure is all mines, since you have things to do, you can wrap up in the kitchen and go home early." Chef Min pondered in his own thoughts watching you nod before walking towards the door. "Good Luck." He called out, you couldn't tell if it was for the big move or for later on when you step foot into your home either way you faced him once,the smile on your face set as a thank you.

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You were home before him. That gave you enough time to calm down your thoughts and wind down a bit before cooking dinner. You let out a small sigh placing your shoes by the door before making your way further into the quiet home, heading towards the kitchen to sit the pretty flowers in a empty vase and put it on the kitchen island table. You pondered on opening the card eventually deciding it was best to do it after dinner, checking your phone for the time it was currently nine forty, "he should be home in thirty minute." you mumbled to yourself making your way to y'all shared bedroom.

Squinting slightly once you turned on the lights, trying your best not to just flop on your bed and just nap until Hajoon gets home. Tossing the bag on the floor you sighed once more making your way inside the walk in bathroom, cutting on the lights, and stripping your clothes off slowly.

Stepping into the shower the hot water graced your body getting a pleasant reaction out of you as you hummed feeling all your tiredness drain away simply from the hot water. Lathering your body up with your favorite body wash, washing all the sweat and dirt from working. Once out the shower you slowly put on deodorant, lotion, and body oil before putting on only a pair of panties and slipping on your lace silk night gown. Quickly putting your braids up into a bun, few of the curls sticking out, glancing in the mirror and then leaving the bedroom to start on dinner.

The dish you decided to make, was simple and typical. Pasta. Not really in the Chef mood just simply ready to end the day off well. In the mist of you making the sauce for the pasta while the noodles boiled on low temp, the sound of keys could be hear along with the front door opening. "love, I'm home." Hajoon came out loud enough for you to hear, "In the kitchen," was all that need to be said, footsteps heard and muscular arms wrapping around you, a kiss on your shoulder before resting his head on your shoulder.

"Missed you." his low groggy voice from working could be heard, but it sound so sensual to you. You leaned into his body, never faltering with the spatula in your hand. "Work that rough." You joked earning a small playful scoff from your husband. The warmth from his body gone once he stepped back to lean against the island table.

"You could say that, small fire downtown happened, it was only chaotic cause people like to record instead of moving away from danger." he ranted a bit, you looked over your shoulder seeing him in his black long sleeve compression shirt and heavy cargo uniform pants. "At least pretend like you care." his words made you think he was a little mad, but once you looked up to see him grinning you playfully rolled your eyes going back to cooking, feeling shy from unknowingly checking him out.

You heard him chuckle before he made his way back over to you, stealing a quick kiss before making his way out the kitchen, "I'm going to take a quick shower." You hummed in response fully in your own thoughts.

Dinner was going smoothly, it was your silence that made Hajoon look at you with worry. "Is everything ok?" Hajoon voice came out soft watching you pick at your food thinking maybe it was your chef instincts kicking in, not like the sauce or the noodles were undercooked.

"No..just, I have something to tell you." You honestly wanted to laugh out of ridiculousness. Such good news bring you so much worry in finding out your husband's reaction, like two weights on your shoulders that won't let up until you say it out loud.

"What is it." The tone in his voice shifted slightly, in all honesty he was thinking the worst after hearing those words. Did you commit a crime?, he thought, no but the next sentence couldn't prepare him enough as his full attention was on you—if it wasn't fully before.

"You're what now?" Biting your bottom lip you reached for the glass of wine before downing the drink using the liquid to help ease the pressure. "I'm going to be a CEO at a restaurant in France." You said more clear this time taking in his reaction.

You can see his eyes wondering, mainly in thought from all this like it was a puzzle. Scratching the back of his head, hard still a little bit damped from showering, he couldn't help but hum.

"You're disappointed."

Hajoon eyes shot up immediately, "No, far from disappointed." Quick with his words like the thought of being disappointed in you was a insult or foreign thing. Hajoon downed his own wine, for him helping him choose his words wisely.

"Look. I'm really proud of you, I'm fucking ecstatic for you love, but…" There it was that but. It was like the weight on your shoulders never lifted after telling him it only increased when waiting for that simple but.

"But what Hajoon, it's a big opportunity." Your voice came out with a drastic sigh, trying to not get riled up, you were just feeling so many emotions right now.

"You'll be far away from me."

"We could move again."

Hajoon couldn't help but let out a laugh, "You know we can't." Voice chillingly going calm as he focused on the half eaten pasta in front of him. The scoff that left your lips was what brung his eyes back up quick. "Ahh so stay for your job, but not for mines. Got it." You nodded your head figuring out the big picture of his words.

"You know that's not what I meant."

"That's what you were implying!"

Voice coming out loud, more than you wanted it to be. Hajoon watched you stand up grabbing your plate and empty wine glass, heading to the kitchen. "Love come on, you know I didn't mean it like that that." He called out, not moving from his seat, You found that even more convincing that he did mean it.

"I don't understand, if it's not your job then what is it." You rambled on and on every word coming out fast as you scrubbed the dirty dish and empty wine glass. The rambling went on for a good minute until you realized Hajoon was silent, raising your curiosity you look over seeing him now up and looking at the pretty flowers your boss gave you and the card.

You see him reading it with a raised eyebrow. Genuinely hilarious how he never noticed the flowers when he first walked into the kitchen, main focused on you after a long day of work. The little twitch in his smile as his eyes stayed glued to the card.

"What a romantic guy."

The words were light, too light like he was happy to see such a nice gift. "It's just a congratulations gift." you moved closer reaching for the card in his hand, but he quickly jerked his hand back, this time smiling more brightly. "Yea, I'm aware the flowers are, but the card is something totally different." You looked at him confused which he once looked at the card again, this time reading it out loud.

"Congratulations on your next big step. I’m so proud of you and everything you’ve achieved—you truly deserve this. I’ll miss you, but I’m excited to see all the amazing things ahead for you. Always cheering you on, from Min." Hajoon voice came out smooth and cheerful mimicking what he thinks Min's voice sound like.

Slightly tossing the card on the table next to the flowers he looked at once again, "jjajeung na, ssibal." He mumbled in Korean, running his hands through his hair. "Chef Min was just congratulating me, your being ridiculous right now." you sighed growing more annoyed by the minute. You couldn't understand what was so upsetting for your boss to happy after giving you an amazing opportunity .

"Nah, it's more than that." He shook his head, no words after that like he was thinking on how to back up his reason on feeling the way he feels right now. Maybe deep down he knew he didn't, maybe he was just upset with himself that his support was showing in a different way, worried more on moving than the big picture.

"For god sake you're unbelievable." Walking passed him with nothing else to say, leaving the kitchen and going upstairs, deciding best to sleep off your anger. Hajoon sighed closing his eyes, instant regret for his words and action towards the situation.

He leaned against the island table, running his hands across his face left alone in silence with his thoughts.

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It's been exactly three days since that dinner. Let's just say you hold grudges rightfully so when you and your husband argue. Hajoon kept his fair distance but still showed you how sorry he was for his actions. Made you Korean food his mom always make him when she has time to visit the both of you, Bought you flowers to your job twice, and sending many heartfelt messages to saying sorry. It was adorable.

Your shift was over, rolling your neck from hours of working a sudden ping notification caught your attention, reaching in your pants pocket to retrieve your phone. Screen lighting up to look at the text.

Husband ♥️

I'm outside when you're ready.

Wife ♥️

Okay.

Placing your phone back into your pocket, you grabbed your stuff out your locker and made your way out, saying goodbye before leaving. Hajoon stood outside waiting by his car dressed in a dark denim jacket over a white tank and open button-down, paired with wide-leg black pants and sleek black shoes. raising an eyebrow as you step closer looking him up and down.

"Dressed up nice i see." You said watching him grin before leaning in to kiss you on your lips, "Had a special meeting today, how was your day?" Voice coming out soft as he looked at you. The sigh was quick, looking at the people passing by and cars moving. "Tiring, but okay." looking back at him seeing Hajoon nodding his head before opening the car door for you. "Well hopefully the news i have for you at home will brighten up your day." Was all he said, laughing at the squint in your eyes while you looked at him, getting in the car carefully.

The car ride was quiet except for the song dead man walking by Brent Faiyaz playing lowly. You looked out the window watching the buildings. "I'm sorry for how i acted that night." Hajoon looked at you before focusing back on the road, "It was immature of me." You looked at him, studying his side profile. his black hair covering his forehead, making him look even more handsome.

"It's ok, i understand moving again can be a hassle.." you mumbled, but he heard you causing him to smile a little and reaching over to rest his hand on top of yours. You interlock your hand with his, your thumb rubbing his hand. He moved your hand up to his lips kissing the back of your palm earning a playful eye roll from you.

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Once you and Hajoon got back home before you could think about going to y'all room, Hajoon ushered you to the living room sitting next to you with a huge smile on his face that was honestly starting to scare you.

"Did you kill someone." You blurted, shocking him as he looked at you like you have lost your mind. "What- no, why would i kill someone." You squinted your eyes, "You're too happy right now." He scoffed eyes looking off at the distance like he was looking at an imaginary person to see if they hear your crazy words. "So me being happy right now equals to me committing murder." He deadpan looking at you with a straight face.

Shrugging your shoulders letting out a sigh, "Well if its not that, then what is it." Hajoon shook his head dismissing your ridiculous accusations.

"We're moving together for your job."

You blinked a few times waiting for him to say sike. "Oh you're dead ass." Hajoon laughed at your reaction watching you stand up, face showing clear emotions of shock. "Oh my- you're messing with me right now." Feeling tears well up in your eyes, he stood up moving closer to you cupping your face and wiping your tears. Smiling as he kissed you on your lips. "I'm not love, I thought about it and said fuck it." You laughed hitting his shoulder playfully.

"What about your job?" Hajoon hummed, "I had a meeting with the crew and my boss about me leaving, my boss said he's close with the boss over in France near the location we'll be staying at. Put in a word for me and it's a done deal." He answered proudly, what are the odds you thought.

You pouted feeling more tears coming. "I love you." You said earning a grin from your husband, leaning to kiss your pout away. "I love you more." He mumbled against your lip.

"Was my news better than your boss." Hajoon joked kissing you once again, smiling in the kiss placing your hands on his chest, backing up a little. "Maybe a little." teasing back watching his eyebrow raise up as he picked you up making you wrap your legs around his waist.

"Oh yea," was all he said carrying you upstairs to the bedroom. Laying you down on the bed as he got on top of you kissing you once again. Wrapping your arms around his neck pulling him closer, his hands roaming your body. He leaned up taking off his jacket leaving him still dressed in his black tank top and jeans while he watched you unbuttoned your blouse revealing your black lace bra, removing the blouse off fully, discarded somewhere on the floor along with your pants.

"God you're beautiful." He said breathless, eyes darken the more he stared. Leaning back down to kiss you on the lips, Neck down to your breast. Hand smoothing reaching behind your back, skillfully unclasping it and taking it off—tossing it on the floor.

You moaned feeling his lips latch onto your left nipple and softly squeezing your right, hand moving up to his hair feeling pleasure form just his tongue. Letting go of your nipple with a lewd pop sound, he kissed down to your stomach stopping at your panties, wasting no time to removing them, lifting your hips up a little to help him in the process.

Priding your legs open, the cool air hitting your pussy had you shivering feeling his hands rub up and down your thighs. "Joon." The small whimper left your lips, watching his eyes look up from you. "Yes love." His mouth was so close yet no movement was made not until the words left your mouth. "Please joon i need you." Your words were quick feeling your body getting hot.

The small smile graced his face, not saying anything before latching his mouth onto your sensitive bud causing you to let out a choked moan, back arching off the bed. Your hand immediately tangled into his hair feeling pleasure as he moved his tongue up and down your folds, tongue prodding at your hole.

You let out a gasp, "fuck-" The slurping noise was very loud from the way he ate you out, not once lifting his head up like he was in a trance. Grip tighter in his hair causing him to groan as he gripped your thighs tighter, keeping you shaking legs from closing. "hng- joon im- fuck." Barely getting your words out, eyes rolling back, he lifted his head up mouth covered in your essence. Feeling two fingers enter inside you while he leaned in kissing your lips, making you taste yourself.

Moaning in the kiss his fingers working magic as he fingered you. "You hear that? hear how loud she is for me." he groaned against your lips kissing down your lips leaving marks. You felt aroused and shy hearing the loud wet noises your pussy made as he fingered you faster bringing you incredibly closer to cumming undone for him.

"Feels s-so good." You moaned out eyes closing in pure bliss. You could feel his lips curl up in a smirk against your skin, placing one last kiss on your neck before looking at you. "Yea?" his thumb rubbing your clit, eyes wide open catching the sight of his shit eating grin. Hajoon could feel your walls tighten around his fingers, clear signs of you really close.

"Going to cum for me, huh?" Shaking your head not able to speak properly, clawing at his arm. "Use your words pretty." Tone low as he stared at you intensely. "Yes yes, going to cum for you." Earning a smile from your husband he leaned down to kiss you on your forehead feeling your legs shake before watching you cum undone.

"Ssibal, neo jom bwabwa. jagiya." He said lowly eyes focusing on your pussy and thighs covered in your juice. Breathing heavy you watched him as well, focusing on the way he licked his fingers cleaned before getting off the bed, realizing he was still clothed. taking off his black tank top, silver chain resting perfectly on his collarbone. He grinned seeing you eye him like a hawk while he took off his pants and boxers next.

Your mouth watered at the sight of his dick, always amazed by his size. He climbed back on top of you letting you rest your head back on the pillow, taking his left hand and wrapping it around the thick base of his dick, tip rubbing against your glistening folds— lubing him perfectly. He looked up to see your eyes focused mainly on his movement, "You okay?" Asking softly earning a small nod from you.

"I'm ok just put it in already." Feeling impatient he laughed before listening to you, tip entering inside you receiving a sigh from both of you at the feeling. "Oh fuck." Your husband mumbled sinking further inside you slowly feeling your walls tighten with each movement. "Fuck love, you're so tight." He gasped placing both hands beside your head on the pillow, you moaned feeling every inch of him stretching you out.

"Can i move now." Realizing he waited for you to give him the green light you nodded your head yes feeling him immediately moving his hips slowly, both of you moaning. He watched you struggle to keep your eyes open, rolling his hips agonizingly slow. "Joon hng- faster please." You breathed out.

Hajoon raised an eyebrow feeling the need to tease you. "Why? thought making love would feel nice today, hm" He chuckled seeing you fully look at him with a pout forming on your lips. "Joon," was all you said whimpering as he continued the slow pace.

"Yes love." Teasing voice never dispreading. "Joon you can make love to me another day just- please just fuck me." Your begging had switch something in him, eyes darker and dripping with lust. Hooking his hands underneath your thighs, he folded you in half, gasping at the feeling of him even deeper now because of the position. "Yea want me to fuck you, huh?" He shook his head feeling you clamp tighter.

he wasted no time moving with a new pace to your liking, strong hands not letting up on your thighs basically putting you through the mattress. You let out a choked moan surprised at his sudden strength, he watched your face contort in pleasure, making sure you can feel all of him in the new position,

"Ouu right there." You cried out feeling him hit your g spot, balls slapping heavily against your ass, lewd sounds coming from your pussy as he focused on you. "Love this fucking pussy so much." His mouth going slack as he put all his weight onto you, "Like this shit, huh? Like getting fucked like this." Your eyes rolled back mouth opening and closing, can't even properly speak.

"C'mon baby use them pretty words." He groaned slapping your thigh earning a shriek from you, "Yes f-fuck hng- fuck yes i love it." crying out, pussy spasming with each thrust he made. "Yea keep squeezing me baby, fuck look at you." He moaned out glancing down at your pussy creaming all over his cock, "Making a mess all for me." Leaning down to kiss you which you happily excepted, moaning into the kiss.

Your legs was burning from the stretch, body shaking from intense pleasure. "Joon i-im close." words slurring out, he leaned back up releasing your legs causing you to sigh. Hajoon wasted no time time putt you on your side, his broad muscular body laying behind yours on the bed, hooking his forearm underneath your leg to raise it up a bit as he entered you once again— in spooning sex position. Letting out a gasp feeling his hand that was holding your leg move closer towards your aching clit, rubbing figure eight on it.

"Oh Joon." his left arm was underneath your head, using the opportunity to wrap it around your neck, not squeezing just resting there in a headlock, thrust never faltering. "hmm fuuck baby I'm close- shit." You gripped his bicep that was around your neck, eyes shut feeling closer to your release.

"Tell me where you want it" He groaned out biting his bottom lip, moving his two digits faster on your clit while thrust growing sloppy. "I-Inside, want it inside." Hajoon eyes rolled back at your words mouth going slack releasing the most pornographic moan ever that had you cumming right a long with him. The feeling of his cum had you gasping and clawing at his muscular arm.

"Fucking hell." He cursed moving his fingers off your clit, your body spasming from your orgasm. Still buried inside you moving a little, he let go of your leg— rubbing it softly with care as he kissed your temple. "Did amazing love." he sighed calming down his own breathing as well from his own orgasm.

You look back behind you, reaching your hand back to cup his face seeing his hair stick to his forehead, glistening in sweat. He leaned in kissing you on the lips before moving to get up once he was fully out of you. "I'll be back," mumbling a tired ok and closing your eyes for a little bit, he cam back with a warm wet rag in hand. He smiled seeing your tired body relaxing, he softly prided your legs open to clean you up.

Once he finished he carried you to the bathroom to take care of you, letting you pee while he run the bath water. "I'm so tired," yawning once done using the bathroom, your husband chuckled helping you up. "Me too, you put me through it." you scoffed at his words nudging his shoulder. "Says the one who basically put me through the mattress." Smiling lazily, he helped you inside the tub and climbing in after you, relaxing your back against his chest as the hot water felt nice against your skin.

"hmm this feels nice." eyes shut letting your husband massage your aching thighs under the water before helping you clean yourself off. "I'm glad it does." softly whispering in your ear, kissing your temple and helping you wash off all the sweat and smell of sex.

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"Babe, i think we got all the important stuff." You sighed eyeing your husband helping the workers check everything. "Besides, the other moving trucks will bring the rest after we get to France." you tug him back from asking one of the workers another question, apologizing for his crazy behavior. "I'm just trying to make sure we don't miss something important, knowing you."

"What's that supposed to mean?”

"It means you like to nag me about things that you forget to bring no matter what and once we hit this road, I'm not turning back." He stated helping the worker with box to put it in the trunk of his car that had the last bit of space. you couldn't even argue because he was right, "Fine you have a point." Standing by the car, the hot sun beaming on your melanin skin while the wind only blew a little bit to cool you down. The nice sundress you wore was perfect for this type of weather, watching your husband help out not letting you lift anything.

"You can wait in the car you know." He noticed you leaning against the car fanning yourself, smiling at him while shaking your head, "It's ok, nice seeing your arms flex when lifting boxes."

Shaking his head cant hide his smile he moved more boxes into the moving truck as well. Once finished he paid the workers before saying thank you. "Alright that's it, moving truck is hooked to the car so everything's set." Hajoon came up to you, quick kiss on the lips before opening the car door for you.

"You ready for the next chapter in your life?"

"With you by my side. Always."

𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃

𐔌 . ⋮ author’s note .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱

༄ SAD GIRL H. HYUNJIN !

PAIRING✰ — husband!hyunjin x blackwife!reader ft. Chan

synopsis: arguing with your husband and soon to be father of your child was not something you like to do, especially when your water breaks at the worst time.

genre: angst

warning: arguing, foul language, hyunjin is mean in the beginning :(, fluff ending!

this is an anonymous request <3! first angst post hope you like it !

“Fuck, you’re unbelievable right now.” Hyunjin shook his head feeling frustrated by the minute. He watched you with a heavy glare as you accused him of cheating. All because you seen his ex girlfriend constantly calling him and sending a bunch of text messages, every chance she gets. It angered you how Hyunjin wasn’t taking you seriously and made it seem like you’re the problem in this situation. “Are you serious right now? Why are you ok with your ex texting and calling you?!” Your voice grew louder as each word tumbled out of your mouth, remembering the exact moment you saw her name pop up ten minutes ago before the argument.

“Jesus y/n— she’s going through a hard time—”

“And I’m not?”

Your voice was starting to shake while tears welled up in your eyes at his excuse. Hyunjin words died down as he glanced down at your stomach, a little bit of it peeking out from the bottom of your white cozy sweater you wore. His eyes darting back up to you, your mind racing as you didn’t expect him to roll his eyes while running a hand through his dark long hair, a habit of his that he’ll never get rid of. “Y/n I get that you are pregnant, but the world is still spinning it doesn’t stop for you.” Hyunjin spoke with an irritated tone, words already spewing out and too late to regret what he had said. The first tear drop graced your face as you looked at him with disgust.

The husband you loved was defending the actions of his ex girlfriend and could care less about you, his pregnant wife.

“You’re an asshole, you know that? Are you seriously justifying her actions right now! Fuck, I know the world doesn’t stop spinning for me, but at least have a fucking brain to know that your ex shouldn’t be texting and calling you in the first place!” You cried out letting tears stream down your face, all the pent up anger and sadness spilling out all at once, the aching pain from your heart as you felt so many emotions at once. “I’m your wife and you’re belittling my feelings.” You sniffed, eyes filled with tears.

Hyunjin sighed heavily, feet moving towards the couch to grab his phone and keys. Looking at him with confusion, you watched him pass you without even a glance your way and heading straight to the door. “W-Where are you going?” Your voice broke down even more as Hyunjin looked your way. “I need some air, that’s all.” He said, but you knew he was basically telling you he had enough which only made you frustrated. Before you could even say something or stop him, he was already out the door. The sound of the front door slammed shut made you flinch.

You couldn’t help but cry even more, mind going crazy from overthinking. You and Hyunjin would have disagreements from time to time, but they were never serious and easily forgotten. This was the first argument that put you in the situation where you felt alone and seem crazy. Hyunjin made you feel like you were the problem and it slowly started getting to your head? Am I over reacting? Should I say sorry?

You are so stressed about the situation, your body started to tense up and your contractions started to kick in, but even more painful. “Shit!” You glanced down at your sweatpants seeing a wet spot forming. Your water broke and you didn’t know what to do but cry in pain. Your mind went back to Hyunjin, wishing y’all never argued and wanting him helping you through this painful situation. You slowly made your way to your bedroom, each step painful as you made your way to the nightstand to grab your phone. You quickly pressed Hyunjin’s number.

“Hyunjin please.”

You cried painfully holding on to your stomach feeling the baby kicking. The call went straight to voicemail for the third time, having no choice you called your best friend Chan who answered after the third ring. “Hey y/n—” “Chan I need your help!” Your screams made Chan worried as he frantically asked what’s going on. “It’s a long s-story— fuck! Please my water broke and Hyunjin’s not answering his phone, fuck Chan it hurts.” You cried into the phone as you crouched next to the bed still holding your stomach. “Ok ok y/n ima need you to breathe in and out for me, I’m on my way as fast as I can.” Chan was quick to leave the house and drive over to your place.

He arrived in less than ten minutes, he has a key to y’all apartment since you and Hyunjin trust only him that much. You hear footsteps approaching your room, you glanced up to see the door open and a panic Chan looking at you worried. He came closer to see you clutching your stomach, body glistening with a thin layer of sweat and you breathing how Chan told you to. “Hey, im here now let’s get you to a hospital.” Chan noticed your sweatpants were damped and was quick to cover your body with his jacket to properly shield you once he helped you up. He helped you along the way to his car and to the hospital.

Hyunjin arrived to the hospital once he received an angry call from Chan. He was out of breath as a ran towards the room the receptionist told him you were in. “Hyung…” Hyunjin breathed out, seeing Chan sitting outside your room. Chan eyes locked with Hyunjin and his face went cold. Chan was quick to stand up as Hyunjin cautiously approached the angry man. “Chan—” “The fuck is wrong with you, leaving her alone like that, especially when you’re in the wrong.” Hyunjin’s face dropped, feeling the guilt and shame while Chan shook his head, disappointed in his actions.

“I didn’t— fuck, I wasn’t—” Hyunjin stuttered feeling the first tear drop, feeling worse as he sobbed in the quiet hospital hallway. Chan sighed as a patted his friend’s back before bringing him into a tight hug. Chan was still mad at Hyunjin, but seeing him cry lets him know that he regretted what happened. “Stop crying and go apologize to your wife and see your child.” Chan said softly, backing away while Hyunjin wiped his tears before slowly opening the door.

The sight of you holding your new born child made hyunjin’s heart swell, wishing he was close to you during a difficult and precious time. You noticed him once he shut the door, your gaze going back to your baby not wanting to ruin such a precious moment for you. “Baby—”

“If you’re here to argue, I don’t want to hear it.” You mumbled softly not wanting to wake up your baby. Hyunjin frowned as he stepped closer, “No baby, I want to apologize.” Hyunjin voice came out soft and genuine, you looked him in the eyes to confirm that he was in fact sorry. Hyunjin sat down in the chair next to your bed, his eyes gazing at his baby, smile gracing his face.

“I want to apologize for my behavior, I shouldn’t have made you feel little in the situation that I was clearly wrong in. My ex means nothing to me I swear and I would never leave you or my child for her. I should have never even indulged into any sort of conversations with her, I made sure to block and delete her number. You mean so much to me and you’ve been through so much and I’m proud to have a beautiful strong wife like you.” Hyunjin’s words brought tears to not only his, but your eyes.

“Dammit Hyunjin, I’m supposed to be mad at you.” You smiled watching him laugh before coming close to place a soft kiss to your lips. “Thank you for apologizing, I’m just a little sad you wasn’t here to hear your baby’s first cry.” You pouted causing Hyunjin to frown a little. “I know..I know, I’m here now and I’m not leaving.” He promised glancing down at his baby.

“Can..can I hold…” His words died down looking at you. “Her..and of course you can hold her.” You chuckled lightly, lifting her up slowly towards him. He gently held his daughter in his arms, heart beaming with joy at the feeling. A smile gracing his face as he took in her facial features. “Gosh, she is beautiful just like her mother.” He complimented placing a gentle kiss on her forehead before doing the same to you, smiling as you grew shy at his affection.

Thank youu, im glad you like it 💕!

omg thank you! I can imagine Hyunjin eating reader out like it’s his last meal! Like he’s just straight up pussy drunk when there having Christmas Eve movie night !

warning; oral sex ( fem receiving ) , not really proof read !

You felt like you were on cloud nine. Your boyfriend, Hyunjin was settled between your legs, giving you immense pleasure as he fucked you on his tongue. Your begging only fueled his energy as he held your legs open wider with his hands as he sucked harshly on your clit causing your body to jolt a little and back arch off the couch.

“Baby- fuck -baby please.” You didn’t know what you were pleading for, but your words couldn’t get out fast enough while you grip his hair, tugging at it which only made Hyunjin groan from the painful yet satisfying pull to his hair.

You honestly didn’t know how you ended in this position. A Christmas Eve movie night turned into you getting eaten out in a heart beat— not that you’re complaining though.

The Christmas movie playing in the background, long forgotten, the nice night view outside the windows as snow passed by and the night moon shining inside, and you, sprawled out on the couch letting your boyfriend eat you out for hours.

“Hyunjin, fuck wait I need a break.” You begged, lips forming into a pout as you whined still feeling sensitive from the past three orgasms your boyfriend made you go through.

Hyunjin mumbled against your sweet cunt, most likely saying something but he couldn’t find the energy to pull away, licking up your arousal in the process. It was like his weakness. “Baby I can’t hear you.” Breathing out, you took the opportunity to push his head away for a split second, it was like you could finally breathe.

You moaned at the sight of your boyfriend’s handsome face, the dimly lit living room shined just perfectly on his face to show the glistening arousal on his swollen lips and chin. “I said, just give me one more mamas, just one more please.”

He didn’t even let you respond, his eyes low and hazy, mind drunk off your pussy. You let out a cry as he dived back in between your legs. “Please baby.” Your voice came out in a whisper, too weak to say it louder, energy slowly leaving your body. “Fuck, Hyunjin I can’t!”

“Yes you can, you’re doing so good for me.”

Hyunjin moved his hand to rub your clit while tongue fucking you in the process. He looked up at you watching the way you react to his touch. God you look beautiful, your face contorted in pleasure and body shaking from pleasure.

He knew you were close because your moan grew louder and your eyes crossed. He took the initiative to plunge two of his long fingers inside you, curling up inside your sweet spot. He sucked on your clit again, to bring you even closer. “Oh my- fuuck.”

He pulled away from his assault on your clit with a lewd pop, “That’s it mamas, cum for me..god you look so pretty right now.” Hyunjin mumbled, fingers never halting as he fucked them deep inside you in a fast pace. “Shit, I’m cumming.” Hyunjin watched your mouth go wide, a silent cry as the knot in your stomach finally broke, “There you go, there she is.” Hyunjin praised.

Your body slumped into the couch while your boyfriend let you ride out your fourth orgasm. “No more, back up.” You said, finally after calming down. Hyunjin laughed while giving you the most sweetest smile, like he just didn’t eat you out first hours on end.

“Ok ok, no more I promise.” He got up off his knees before helping you up and carrying you to y’all shared bedroom. You looked at him confused for a second, “What about the movie?” Hyunjin only shook his head smirking.

“Oh baby, the movie can wait, I promise not to eat you out, that didn’t apply to me fucking you.”

༄ INTO IT B. CHAN !

PAIRING✰ — best friend!Chan x blackfem!reader

synopsis: having a crush on your best friend Chan couldn’t be hidden anymore.

genre: angst , smut

warning: foul language, reader uses she/her prns, reader is black coded, some fluff, unprotected sex (pls don’t do this), creampie, rough sex, praise kink, softdom!chan, pet names ( bunny & baby, but mainly bunny! ), pussy drunk Chan, Chan is HUGE (sorry not sorry), aftercare, let me know if there’s more !

a/n: requested by @penny44224 ! I finally finished thiss! this only took long because my computer was acting up and I got it fixed last week so sorry for the slow updates. I’m also trying a new style hope you guys like it 🙃🫶🏽

“Fuck, I’m nervous.” You smoothed out your outfit after you stepped out your car. Checking your reflection on your car windows, your hair looked fine and so does your makeup. Your heels clicking on the concrete floor as you made your way towards the house. The further you got to the door, the louder the music got. You could immediately recognize the song, tgif by glorilla playing.

Twisting the doorknob you was instantly greeted by the smell of weed and alcohol. People dancing and just vibing. You grabbed your phone out your purse to text your friend Mina again to see where she was at.

y/n: Mina, wya I’m here?

Mina: finally girl, I’m in the back outside with the rest.

y/n: okay!

Putting your phone away back in your purse, you started to move through people, saying excuse me along the way. “Damn, can’t say—” You were about to go off on the person that bumped into. When you turned around, you were met with Chan, your best friend looking down at you with a smile on his face. You almost lost your balance because damn, he looks good.

He could make a simple black outfit look so good. “Sorry about that bunny, didn’t see you.” Chan teased before giving you a hug. You tried to ignore the butterflies in your stomach from the cute pet name he calls you all the time.

He pulled away from the hug taking in your outfit with a raised eyebrow. “What? I look bad.?” Your voice coming out softly caused Chan to shake his head. “No no, you just— wow, you look beautiful.” He complimented still staring at your appearance. You smiled muttering a small thank you, feeling shy about his compliment.

Chan snapped out his trance before clearing his throat, he grabbed your hand before saying, “i was on my way to get another drink, wanna come?” You moved closer to his face due to the fact you couldn’t hear him since the music got even louder once the next song after party by Don Toliver played. “Say that again.” You said loudly over the music. He pulled you closer by the waist, moved his face closer to your ear and whispered lowly.

“You coming with me or not?” He said before pulling away to look down at you. What he didn’t know that you were going crazy on the inside from the way his voice deepened. He did that on purpose or are you trippin?

“U-uhm, yea I’ll go with you.” You didn’t know where he was going to take you, but you really didn’t care, “good.” He gave you that famous innocent smile like he didn’t just make you feel butterflies and took you further away from the people who were dancing and grinding.

Yall made your way to the kitchen, you could see two familiar faces chatting together while holding a red plastic cup in their hands. The beautiful man that had long blonde hair was the first to notice you two, his eyes slightly dazed, but they sparkled once seeing you and Chan coming towards them. “Omg you’re here!” You giggled as he made his way towards you, pushing Chan out the way and hugged you tightly.

“Hi Felix.” You smiled embracing him as well before he let go to look at you. “Damn, you look fine as fuck, who you trying to get dick down by tonight?” Your eyes immediately widen before laughing once Chan delivered a punch to Felix shoulder causing him to glare at him while Chan did the same.

“You look stunning y/n.” The voice coming behind Felix came in view as he smiled at you. “Thanks Minho.” You smiled causing him to wink at you. “Ok enough flirting you two.” Chan said playfully but firmly before pushing the two lightly out of your way so you could walk further into the kitchen.

You grabbed a red plastic cup and filled it a little bit of half and half. “Not in the mood to drink?” Chan watched your movements as he did the same, but filling the cup with more alcohol than fruit punch.

“Yea—” “y/n! There you are.” You peeked over Chan’s shoulder seeing your friend Mina walking towards you, smiling ear to ear. Her eyes soon averted towards Chan, eyes sparkling a little “Hii Chan.” Mina voice came out smoothly in a flirtatious manner, that you ignored, wanting to believe your mind was playing tricks on you.

“Hi Mina.” Chan didn’t even glance her way, more focused on his cup, voice coming out nonchalant before taking a sip of his mixture that he created. Mina finally acknowledged you again and looked you up and down. “You look..pretty.” She complimented.

“Thank you?” You said, not really feeling the compliment, it felt fake? “I thought you were coming out back with me?” She tilted her head, grabbing a cup as well to get a drink.

“I was, but I bumped into Chan on my way and—” Mina gasped as she interrupted your sentence, she looked at Chan once again grabbing on his bicep before speaking again. “That reminds me, Chan are you in the mood to play beer pong?”

“Damn, just going to interrupt her talking like that?” You could hear Minho voice laced with irritation in the back as he watched along with Felix leaning against the counter. Mina smacked her lips, giving Minho a dirty look, while Chan released her grip.

Minho never really liked Mina, but you told him before that she’s a really good person and has a kind heart. “I don’t know something iffy about her.” Minho once said a couple weeks ago when you and Jisung was out shopping for some things, Mina soon brought up into the conversation out of know where.

You honestly didn’t know where this attitude was coming from, but you sure as well didn’t have a good feeling about it. You being you still brushed it off, “It’s fine Minho.” You said calmly.

You didn’t notice the way Mina rolled her eyes before looking back at Chan, waiting patiently for his answer. “I’ll play if y/n plays.” Chan finally said looking at you with an unreadable expression. Mina gave a tight lip smile before giggling. “Of course she’s playing silly, right y/n.” “Uhmm, yea I’m down.” You smiled, glancing at the still left over drink in your cup, “you finish?” Chan asked softly.

You looked up at him nodding your head yes. Without a word he took your cup for you, “I can throw it away.” You said watching him switch the cup where your lip gloss stain wasn’t on the ridge. “Nah It’s fine, I added a shit ton of alcohol in my cup.” He joked.

“Ok enough smalll talk, let’s go!” Mina was quick to grab both yours and Chan hand dragging the both of you out the kitchen. You look back to see Minho and Felix trailing right behind.

You could hear laughter and shout as soon as you stepped outside. You could see the rest of your friends already playing beer pong. Changbin was the first to notice y’all, he instantly smiled, “look who’s finally here!” Changbin came up to you and and Chan, giving you a tight hug which you excepted with a warm smile gracing your face.

“You wanna play beer pong?” Changbin released his grip on you and dapped up Chan, waiting for your answer. “She already agreed bin.” Mina said for you, pulling you closer towards her after Chan moved away from her.

“I wasn’t asking you Mia.” “It’s Mina.” She replied glaring at him, “whatever.” You stifled your laughter at their bickering, Mina held up her hand dismissing Changbin before looking at you. “You and me are playing first.” She grinned linking her arm around yours, dragging you away from your friends.

You could see Seungmin and Hyunjin having an intense round while Han watches keeping score. Han eyes shift towards you and Mina, smiling that big smile he waved at you both. “Look who’s here!” Han shouted causing Hyunjin to lose his focus and miss one of Seungmin’s cup. Hyunjin groaned earning a cocky smirk from Seungmin and a sorry look from Han who received a glare in return.

“Drink up or spill a secret.” Seungmin teased waiting patiently for Hyunjin to make a decision. Hyunjin doesn’t back away from a challenge so he shrugged his shoulders answering without any fear. “I slept with your cousin two weeks ago.”

“OK! anyone next to play.” Han cut the tension short as Seungmin was ready to pounce on Hyunjin. “Is that why you have been texting me asking about her!- yah, come here.” Seungmin grumbled something in Korean before trying to get ahold of Hyunjin who only ran away laughing. He saw you and instantly hid behind you. “Y/n, get him! He’s trying to kill me.” You shook your head as Seungmin got closer.

“I would to if you slept with my cousin.” “But we like each other, it’s not like I hit and quit, that’s not like me.” Hyunjin retorted, letting out a yelp in the process as Seungmin finally reached him, putting Hyunjin in a headlock while he apologized profusely.

“He was so cocky while saying that, now look at him.” Chan said smiling while shaking his head, watching the scene unfold.

“Han me and y/n want next.” Mina pulled you over towards the table going to the opposite side. “Do you know how the rules work?” Han asked looking at you. You shook your head no, letting Han explain the rules “Ok so, we do beer pong our own way by shooting a ball in the other person’s cup, if you miss you drink or tell a secret. If you don’t miss, the other person has to drink or tell a secret.” You took in the information, understanding the rules before smiling.

“That sounds easy.” The game was going fairly smoothly, you were surprised by how many cups you got the ball in. Han, the rest of your friends and others watched intensely as Mina and you came down to a few more cups.

You felt pressured because even though music was playing loudly and people having fun, it felt like it got quiet. You focused on the cup you were aiming for and shot it lightly. “Fuck.” You mumbled, watching the ball bounce away from the cup, you glanced to see Mina smirking.

“Go ahead. Spill a secret.”

Her words were taunting you, she looked you in the eyes, communicating with you causing you to gulp down hard on your own saliva while feeling eyes watching you.

You were quick to pick up the cup ready to put your lips on it and down the drink that was inside, just to get over with it. “Oh come on y/n, I know you have a juicy secret to tell.” Mina was not looking at you anymore with playful eyes it felt like she started to get irritated.

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You replied voice coming out in a small whisper.

“Oh but I think you do.” Mina watched as you hesitantly glanced over at Chan, embarrassment creeping up your skin as you felt like all attention was on you.

“Mina I think you—” Han reached out to Mina trying to get her to stop, but she wouldn’t budge, in fact she was determined for you to say it. The secret that you and Mina only know, the one thing that you trusted her with if anything. You felt your lips start to tremble as you stayed silent. Pleading with your eyes to Mina, but it only made her annoyed further.

“Since you’re being so scared I’ll say it,” Mina took one look at Chan, grinning proudly. “Y/n has a crush on you Chan.”

Instant heartbreak. It felt like your whole body froze and your stomach had dropped. You felt the tears welled up in your eyes feeling betrayed as Mina scoffed at you. “Can you believe that? Out of all people, you have a crush on Chan!” She clapped her hands meanwhile everyone around you stood in complete silence watching the scene unfold.

You could hear low whispered around you and small laughter being passed around, “Mina what the fuck is wrong with you.” Seungmin was the first to break the silence, eyes filled with anger.

“Omg, we were all thinking it,” she turned back to you making sure you understood everything she was saying. “You knew I like Chan, yet you still want him? Face it, he would never date you.” You let her words sink in and you immediately let the first tear slide down your cheek, that was enough before your feet could finally move and head straight to the door.

Not even glancing at anyone else especially Chan’s eyes, ignoring him calling your name as your main goal was to go home and never come back.

The sound of heavy rain tapped against your window and music playing in the background along with it to help you stop thinking about what happened twenty minutes ago at the party. You felt your tears never stop as you packed your clothes inside two different suitcases. You couldn’t stay, not after such embarrassment, you just couldn’t.

Knowing Chan witnessed everything, such a vulnerable moment had you crying even more. Zipping up your suitcase, you paused the song that was playing on your tv before carrying both suitcases by the door leaving them there. Before you could turn around and finish with your other stuff, a hard knock was coming from your door, startling you because you wasn’t expecting anyone. You didn’t even get a call or text that someone would be coming.

You looked through the peep whole to see who it was, “Chan?” You opened the door seeing Chan standing there all soaked, breathing hard, and eyes staring into your soul. You looked at him confused not finding any words to say.

“Are you not going to let me in?” He sounded out of breath, but his tone was in a teasing manner. Snapping out your trance you stepped aside letting him step inside your apartment. Chan took notice of your suitcases, letting out a sigh while placing his shoes to the side before turning towards you. All playfulness leaving his body as he stood there soaked and serious.

You hate to admit that he looks good right now. You felt shy in front of him, you couldn’t even look him in the eyes. Too nervous to do so.

“So that’s it, you’re going to leave because of what Mina said.” Was he angry? Of course he was angry, “look Chan I already have been embarrassed enough tonight, just— please don’t scold me.” Your voice trembled as you finally looked up at him, tears glossing your eyes. Chan face dropped moving closer towards you, gracing your face with his cold hands that somehow brung a sudden warm feeling to your body.

“I would never scold you I just…don’t want you to leave.” He whispered wiping the tear that managed to escape your pretty eyes. “I don’t want you to leave me.” You could’ve sworn Chan eyes flickered from your lips back to your eyes.

“B-But Mina was right.” Your voice died down as Chan shook his head no, looking at you with an unreadable look. “Fuck Mina and whatever she said to you at the party, she doesn’t know shit.” Chan let go of your face, but never once step away from you.

“She’s not the one I want.”

Your heart started to beat faster at Chan’s words. “She’s not?” “No and she’ll never be.” Chan smiled as he let you put two and two together. Chan laughed as pulled you even closer than before, his words finally dawned on you.

“I want you bunny.” There go that nickname again, the smirk that graced his face and his eyes shifting to something different. Love and lust. You felt like you were dreaming, this couldn’t be real. “I don’t know what to say-.” You gulped as Chan leaned his face in, whispering to you, “You don’t have to, just let me show you how much I need you.”

Chan was serious and he was definitely going to prove to you that he wants you. It took you a minute to nod your head yes, but only one second for Chan’s lips to be yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck while he wrapped his arms around your waist, kissing you with so much passion and love.

The kiss turned eager as you both went further and further to your bedroom. Along the way, Chan placed hot kisses along your neck, releasing pleasurable moans from your lips. You combed your hand in his wet hair as he picked you up and placed you on your bed softly. He stood there, lips red and eyes filled with lust, drinking in your appearance.

“You look beautiful baby.” You felt like he was undressing you with his eyes, without any shame he got on top of you, kissing your lips once again. “I’ve waited for this moment for so long.” He mumbled against your lips, hands roaming your body with need. “Me too.” You whispered causing Chan to smile before pulling away.

“Yeah? I’m sorry I took so long…” He looked at you with so much love and affection. “Don’t be sorry— just..please I need you Chan.” Your voice grew needy, not realizing that you started to grind on his leg in the process. “Shit. You’re driving me crazy bunny.” Chan leaned up disregarding his wet shirt that was sticking to his body. You gawked at the sight of his abs flexing and glistening.

You couldn’t believe you were finally seeing him up close like this—on top of you at that. You pulled him down by his belt to kiss you more, breaking the kiss from time to time to help you take off your clothes. “Eager huh?” Chan teased earning a whine from you as you laid bare underneath him, only leaving your panties on.

“Of course I am, I need you so bad.” You confessed watching as he played with the Lacey material of your underwear in a teasing manner, loving the reaction you give him from doing so. Chan placed a kiss on your thigh before dragging your panties down and off your body, spreading your legs for you, he hummed at the sight of your glistening cunt presented to him.

“Fuck, what a pretty pussy you have.” He whispered, moving his thumb down to tease your clit causing you to jump a little from the sudden contact, his hands felt cold making you shiver as your legs almost closed. With his free hand he held one of your leg open, looking up at you, “keep your legs open.” It was more of a demand than a request. You listened, watching in awe as he came closer, wasting no time replacing his thumb with his mouth. “Fuck! Chan.” Mouth gaping open as Chan held you closer to his mouth.

Lapping up every bit of your arousal with a satisfied groan. Chan eyes pierced up at you during the process, watching the way your back arched, eyes rolled back, and mouth wide open releasing those beautiful moans he loves to hear.

You placed your hand into his hair gripping tightly making him groan from the impact and sending vibrations to your pussy. The feeling felt so unreal to you, your brain felt blank. “S-Shit Chan.” You whined, finally looking down to see him now with his eyes closed as he fucked you on his tongue. “Feels so good.”

You felt the knot in your stomach causing you to whine more, Chan never faltering as he gripped your thighs tight, determined for you to cum on his tongue. “M’gonna cum!” You warned mouth going slack as Chan entered two of his fingers inside of you, bringing you closer to your release and lips attached to your sensitive bud.

You screamed his name while Chan watched your body washed over with pleasure, back arched off the bed and beautiful cries leaving your lips trying to calm down. He pulled away from you completely, lips and chin glistening with your arousal. He looked good.

Chan stood at the foot of your bed, teasingly taking off his belt. You watched with shaky deep breaths, waiting so patiently that he smiled. Tugging his pants down, you were met with the sight of his black boxers doing a poor job at hiding his bulge. Chan watched you crawl closer towards him, having a mind of your own you reached out for him. Helping him take off the last layer of clothing for him. Chan hissed at the feeling of his cock finally being released and met with the cold air from your room.

Your mouth was practically drooling and your eyes wide with fascination. You knew he was big, your dirty mind always reminded you every time you see this man, but you weren’t expecting him to be this big. It honestly scared you, but in a good way.

“You’re just going to stare bunny, or help me out.” Chan tilted his head staring down at you with so much desire in his eyes. You muttered a small yes before wrapping your small hand around his cock causing him to immediately moan.

You pumped him a few times, feeling how heavy he feels in your hand before wrapping your pretty lips around his pink tip. Chan watched you closely as you tried your best to take him at least half way, the way your eyes looked so innocent, but your actions clearly was the opposite of innocent, had Chan eager. “Fuck, look at you…need help hmm?” He smirked, already gripping the back of your neck while you laid flat on your stomach on the bed, for more comfort.

Mouth still full of him as he eased his way down your throat. Chan had to hold back from going too fast, afraid you’ll get hurt, but the small rub on his thighs and a quick communication with your eyes— all carefulness went out the window.

“You’re fucking irresistible you know that.” Not holding back his moans as his hips snapped with each thrust in your mouth, “mouth feels- fuck, s-so good.” You were getting turned on even more hearing the sounds he was making. The whimpers and moans that left his lips, the wet sound of his balls slapping on your chin with each thrust made you go insane.

Strings of cuss words left his mouth from intense pleasure. The whole scene was messy, something you both enjoyed. Drool and spit coating his cock, dripping down your chin, and tears welling in your eyes.

Chan felt his stomach cave in, abs flexing as he look back down at you. “You look so pretty like this bunny, your mouth was ah! made for me.” Chan felt so close that he had to pull away from you. Feeling oxygen come back, you coughed up spit trying to calm your breathing, pretty eyes looking up at him. He couldn’t help it but lean down and kiss you with so much passion, not caring about the drool coating your chin and lips.

“Need you to fuck me chan.” You said in between the kiss, growing more needy by the minute. Chan was quick to manhandle you in the position he wanted you in. Legs pushed all the way up, his hands resting on the back of your thighs to keep them there. Cock resting on your stomach, “look how deep I’m gonna be.” Chan would never admit out loud that he has a size kink, but the way you glanced down to see what he was talking about, pretty eyes going wide— had his mind spinning. “Fuck wait— it’s not going to fit.” You looked so scared that Chan had to clam you down with kisses. “I promise I’ll go slow, ok?”

You shake your head yes, eyes still looking down between the two of you. “Bunny,” finally looking up at him into his eyes, a silent communication letting you know he got you. Leaning his body in half way he distracted you with more kisses—honestly he couldn’t get enough of your lips.

“Chan!” You gasped as you parted away from his lips, feeling him slowly entering inside of you. Only the tip and you somehow felt full. Eyebrows knitted, a surprised yelp leaving your lips, staring deep into your eyes he shook his head, “I know bunny, I know.” Chan was trying to control himself, he was only half way in— the urge to snap his hips and fill you up in one go was tempting.

Chan hissed at the feeling of you sucking him in, your walls felt like heaven to him and it only made his desires fuel even more. He halt his movement to let you adjust, taking small breaths before signaling him to continue. Each painful push soon turned into pleasure, but what scared you was that he was only half way in. “F-Fuck you’re tight.” Chan groaned, eyes almost rolled to the back of his head, hips finally meeting your thighs as he was now fully inside of you.

Immediately kissing your cervix, you let out a shaky moan from feeling him deep inside you, “mhm faster Chan, please.” Your voice sounded so angelic to him that he gave you what you wanted without hesitation. “Sound so pretty,” Chan’s hips moving with such smoothness in a fast pace, skin slapping and y’all moans mixed together, “Making me feel- oh fuck! So good.” Chan let out the most pornographic moan as he gripped your thighs tighter, pushing them until your pussy was in perfect view.

Chan took one glance seeing how you wrapped around his cock with each thrust, the mixture of yours and his cum forming a ring at the base of his cock and abdomen made his body shiver. “your— fucking me so good.” You gasped, feeling Chan roll his hips feeding you deep strokes, glancing up at him, you can truly say he looked so fucking good.

His hair sticking to his forehead, eyes dazed, muscles flexing, and lips letting out the most toe curling words and moans to you. He was perfect. “Love it baby, love you so much.” He mumbled looking down at you, loving the feeling and wishing it never end.

You wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him down for a kiss, his hips never faltering during the process. Missionary felt so intimate, eyes filled with lust but so much love, staring into one another had both of you feeling weak. It was like this moment was bound to happened and you and him were loving every moment of it.

He made you forget everything, the party, your now ex friend that you wish you could’ve at least slapped before you left— everything except for Chan. And he made sure you didn’t, with each thrust he was soon close to his breaking point, “Chan…I-im ffuckk— im close.” You warned, feeling him lock his hands with yours on the bed and his hips flattering slightly.

“Me too baby, me too.” He let out the loudest moans as he chased his high, the clapping sounds of skin and so much mixture of yours and his cum dripping from your cunt to your bed was such a unholy sight, but it felt so good. “Ffuckk baby, fuckfuckfuck, I need to fill you up, be a good bunny for me and let me fill you up.” He used his free hand to rub fast circles on your puffy clit causing you to yelp.

Gulping down on your saliva, you nod your head, “fill me up please.” How could you say no when he moaned and whimpered so beautifully, it honestly made the knot in your stomach snap as you finally reached your climax, along with Chan painting your walls with his white thick cum. You shivered at the feeling, chest puffing up and down.

Chan let go of your hand before leaning back, holding your hips to keep you still. “D-don’t move..still so much.” He said shyly, biting his lips while closing his eyes. Registering on what he just said you leaned up on your elbows to get a look only to be met with such a sticky mess. “Oh.” Was all you could say, he rubbed your tummy and finally pulled out slowly hissing along the way before watching a lot of his cum leave your pussy.

“God— let me go get a rag before I fuck you again.” Chan got up off the bed smiling from hearing your small laughter, trying to shy away by using a pillow to cover your face.

Only a minute passed and Chan was back with a rag in hand. “Open.” He softly command, you hummed softly doing so and relaxed at the feeling of the warm rag on your skin. Your eyes wanting to close, but you tried your best to keep them open.

“Chan..” he hummed softly, focusing on cleaning you up, but made sure you knew he was listening. “What does this make us— I just want to make sure we’re on the same page.” You asked softly, heart throbbing at the feeling of him taking care of you.

“I’m your boyfriend who loves you.” He said seriously, finally looking at you with loving eyes and a smile gracing his face. “And you’re my loving girlfriend that loves me.” He teased earning a smile from you.

You both fell into a comfortable silence afterwards. Once Chan finished cleaning you up he carried you into your guest bedroom so you could sleep, since the sheets on your bed would be too uncomfortable to sleep on for obvious reasons.

He got in the bed after you tugging your body closer, resting your head in the crook of his neck.

“Good night bunny.”

“Good night Chan.”

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SATIVA. L. HEESEUNG !

pairing: idol!heesung x blackfem!reader

synopsis: a trip to a beach villa leads you and Heeseung to express y’all true feelings for each other.

warning: smut! mdni , smut tags under cut! , enemies to lovers trope , arguing , drinking , fluff , angst , reader is kinda mean ( but so is heesung ) , Heeseung is down bad for reader , reader is black coded , reader uses she/her prns !

smut tags: unprotected sex ( don’t do this ) , oral ( f receiving ) , heesung gets caught masturbating , heesung has a breeding kink ( sorry not sorry ) , degrading , pet names ( princess & baby ) , pussydrunk!heesung , kissing , marking , after care !

requested by: @penny44224

a/n: omg this only took long because my phone has been acting up lately, i finally got it fix yesterday so i was able to finish the rest of it today and yesterday. This is the longest oneshot I’ve ever done so i hope it’s ok. I barely proof read this 😭 so any misspelling or mistakes, im truly sorry !!! 🩷

You found it frustrating that you had a crush on Heeseung.

Normally when a person have a crush they feel shy or nervous around the person they like or just flirt to see if they could become more than just a crush, that was the opposite for you. Why have a crush on him if you’re clearly annoyed about it.

It’s fairly simple, you simply think you’re not good enough to date someone like Heeseung due to the fact that he is an idol and have little experience with love or dating in general. The longest relationship you had lasted two months, would’ve been three if the guy you dated wasn’t such an ass.

You tend to overthink things, Heeseung is a very attractive person with a good personality, he would never see you in a different light. You told this to yourself every day and every night, leaving you to feel bitter and so that bitter behavior passed on to you being kinda mean towards Heesung. Especially during the whole trip at the beach villa.

And poor Heeseung couldn’t understand why, but that doesn’t mean he’s not going to give the same energy back.

Heeseung couldn’t help but make subtle glances your way, watching as you interact with your two best friends Jurin and Harvey or playing fun games with his band mates. God you look beautiful, the outfit you wore all day from going out made Heesung loose his focus. He simply wanted to be close to you, but the way you’ve been trying to avoid him like the plague bothered him.

“We’re heading out later to eat, you coming right?” Sunghoon walked up to Heeseung aware to the fact that his friend was focusing on you and how you laughed and smiled so beautifully, but not at him tho? All he get is an irritated face from you and mean comments. “Ridiculous,” Heesung said shaking his head, “huh?” Sunghoon looked at Heesung confused causing Heesung to blink a few times as he finally looked at Sunghoon.

“Huh? Sorry you said something?” Heesung scratched the back of his neck watching as Sunghoon looked at him weird. “I asked are you joining us to go out to eat later tonight.” Heesung was quick to shrug his shoulders, he honestly didn’t feel like going out because you’ve been stressing this man out this whole trip and needed alone time with his thoughts. “I might or might not, don’t wait up if I’m not out my room when yall are ready.” Sunghoon nodded his head, keeping that in mind.

“Oh by the way, stop staring…you look like a creep.” Sunghoon joked watching as Heesung eyes went wide causing Sunghoon to laugh before walking over to the rest.

It was currently 9:20 at night and your friends were getting ready to go out. After taking a shower and doing your skin care routine, instead of dressing up to go out you put on a regular tank top and shorts to sleep in. You told Jurin and Harvey you were staying in tonight, not feeling like going out and just be alone since you had a lot on your mind. Relaxing while watching tv sounds good right about now.

“Are you sure you don’t want to come?” Jurin asked putting on lipgloss before checking her makeup for any flaws, Harvey was doing the same. “Yea, I’m too tired to go anywhere to be honest.” You plopped on the bed, searching for your phone amongst the covers to scroll on Instagram.

You could hear Harvey sigh as she glanced your way. “Is it because of Heesung?” One thing about Harvey she could read you like an open book, she knew you like Heesung since day one. You rolled your eyes finally finding your phone under the covers. “No I’m not staying back because of him.” You partially lied. Yes you were staying back because of him, but you also wanted to relax and distract yourself by watching your favorite movie.

Harvey squinted her eyes, not really believing you, but she let the topic died down at she looked over her outfit before standing up with Jurin. “I’ll send a picture of the menu so I could order you something and bring it back here when we come back.” Jurin smiled coming of to give you a hug. You smiled, excepting her hug. “Thank you, you’re the best.” You glanced over at Harvey who had a pout on her face, “I love you too Harvey.” You laugh as she immediately smiled coming over to give you a hug.

“Ok we’re gone, don’t forget to text me.” Jurin shouted making her way downstairs along with Harvey trailing behind her.

Halfway through the movie you felt hungry, pausing your movie you got out of bed and put on your slippers before leaving the room, on the way down the hall you couldn’t help but hear rustling and faint noises coming from on of the rooms, which so happened to be Heesungs and Jake’s assigned room. You were confused because you thought everyone had left already, the door was slightly cracked open. You slowly peeked inside and was immediately shocked to see Heesung body was resting against the headboard of the bed as he masturbated.

You were about to gasp but you quickly covered your mouth, not letting a sound pass your lips. You blinked a couple of times, maybe your seeing things, but then again the way he was moaning while stroking himself sounded too real. It was like your body couldn’t move from your spot as you watched Heesung eyes go shut while resting his head back on the headboard, his long hands wrapped perfectly around his cock as he moaned, clearly unaware of your presence.

You felt like a pervert, but you slowly backed up to give him privacy and try to forget what you just witnessed. Before you could even fully turn your body around you heard Heesung deep voice moan once again. “Fuck y/n.” Your whole body freezes, did…did he just say your name. You couldn’t sworn you had whip lash as you look back to see Heesung moving his hand up and down even faster, feeling close to his release.

Heesung mouth went slack as he finally opened his eyes, looking down at his cock as he came, he quickly moved his shirt up reve his chiseled abs so it wouldn’t ruin his shirt. “Fuck.” Heesung hissed, calming down his breathing.

You almost stumbled back as Heesung finally acknowledged your presence, his eyes went wide before quickly tucking himself inside his sweatpants. Before you could even think about running back to your room, you felt him pull you into his room by your arm. “Let go” You yanked your arm back as Heesung got in your personal space, eyes glaring at you as his voice was laced with venom.

“The fuck is your problem!?” Your faced scrunched up as you pushed him back off of you to form some kind of space. “You ever heard of privacy?” You had no words to say, Heesung scoffed form your lack of response. “Explain your—

“I admit I was watching you, but why were you moaning my name.” You don’t let him finish his sentence, crossing your arms over your chest. Heesung was amazed on how you flipped the script on him.

Heesung ran his fingers through his hair before laughing. “Is something funny?” You looked at him irritated, Heesung shook his head feeling frustrated. What is he supposed to say, I was moaning your name while jerking off because I can’t stop thinking about you and like you. You would’ve looked at him crazy, he thought.

“I’m waiting..” Heesung swallowed the lump in his throat before replying simply with, “it was random, first name that popped up.” Heesung shrugged causing you to smack your teeth. “Stop lying.”

“Fuck, I don’t know what else to say!”

“The truth—”

“I like you! That’s the truth, I fucking like you!”

You felt your heartbeat increasing at his words. He watched you go silent and it was nerve wrecking for him. “Sorry forget I said—” “Since when did you start liking me?” You cut him off quickly feeling your mind racing with so many questions. “Since we first met at my concert backstage.” Heesung couldn’t even look you in the eyes anymore, he felt embarrassed that he shouted those words that could cause him rejection.

You couldn’t help but crack a smile, trying your best to muffle your laugh. Heesung took offense to that, “I’m glad you find my feelings for you funny.” He sarcastically said, ready for you to leave his room.

“I like you too, I’m just relieved that’s all.” You finally said watching Heesung face go from hurt to surprise. Heesung stepped closer towards you feeling confused. “Wait..you like me back? So why have you been an ass lately towards me.” You looked him in the eyes feeling nervous all of a sudden.

“Like I said it’s because I like you..” Heesung wasn’t quick to catch on and you can tell by the way his eyebrows furrowed waiting for you to continue. “…I thought I wouldn’t be your type, you’re an idol who could have any girl you want…and I’m just an ordinary girl with little dating experience.” You felt your voice suddenly grow small as tried to fight tears that welled up in your eyes.

“That’s why I was being mean to you..to try to get over my feelings for you.” Heesung felt his heart ache seeing the single tear that finally left your eye and grace your soft face. He moved closer to wipe it before lifting your head up to look at him.

“Stop crying, you’re too pretty to cry.” He softly said. “And stop thinking like that, the only person I want is you y/n. You don’t understand how much I like you, I could care less about any other girl in this world.” He smiled watching you try to look anywhere else but him, you weren’t use to receiving compliments especially from a guy you liked.

“You’re just saying that to be nice.” You tried to pull yourself together, but Heesung was quick to pull you right back to him. His arms wrapped around your waist as he practically stared into your soul. “I mean it seriously….in fact, I could prove it to you.”

You didn’t miss how his voice turned seductive as he smirked at you. You felt your stomach doing flips and body grow hot. “Prove it to me how?” He glanced down at your lips before looking back up at your brown eyes. “May I?” He whispered, feeling his face come closer towards yours, nodding your head yes like you were in a trance.

Crashing his lips on yours, you whimpered at the feeling. His lips felt soft as he cup your face to deepen the kiss. You place your hands in his hair, keeping up with his movements. A moan slipped past your lips causing Heesung to grin a little while kissing you. Coming back for air, Heesung was the first to break the kiss, smiling from seeing you try to chase his lips to kiss him more.

“Does that help you or do I need to prove myself even more?” Raising an eyebrow waiting for a response, whatever answer you give him he would kindly respect it. “I need you, please.” Heesung felt like he was in a fever dream, the way you begged just now had blood rushing straight to his cock.

“You don’t understand how sexy you sounded just now.” Heesung was quick to pick you up and carrying you to his bed, gently placing you it. You looked up at him with doe like eyes waiting for his next move. He gripped your ankle to pull you closer by the edge of the bed. “We can stop this now if you want?” He reassured you only for you to shake your head. “I want this, please.”

Heesung smiled before leaning down to kiss you again, but this time more rough. His hands moved down to your shorts and tapped your hip, signaling you to lift up a little. You lift up your body letting him pull down your shorts along with your soaked panties. He slowly slid his hand between your legs, “Fuck.” Your body jolted slightly from him using his fingers to rub your clit in circles slowly. Wasting no time, he got on his knees, prying your legs open for more room.

You felt your body melt in his touch. “You’re so wet.” He said already mesmerized, but it only made you feel shy, before you could even think about closing your legs he was quick to press a kiss on your clit before sucking on it harshly causing your jaw to go slack and eyes glancing down at him in surprise.

Heesung hummed, satisfied with the taste of you as he used his two fingers to spread your lips open. He released your clit with a loud pop sound before glancing at your exposed hole, more of your essence leaking causing Heesung to loose his mind. “Only I make you feel like this, huh?” Heesung glanced up at you seeing you trying to slow down your breathing.

“Answer me Princess.” He softly said, but stern. “Yes, only you Hee.” The cute pet name made Heesung smile before diving back in lapping at your pussy like a starved man who hasn’t eaten in days. Your moans filled the room as you rest your elbows behind you on the bed so you can sit up properly. His noses brushed your clit perfectly while he suck and lick on your folds. The pleasure was so intense he had to use both of his hands to keep your legs from closing, eyes shooting up to look at you to give you a warning.

You did your best to hold your legs open for him, feeling your mind go blank. “F-Feels so good.” You begged feeling your legs shake. Heesung licked up every drop you gave him, he hummed against your clit before backing away slightly. You whined at the sudden loss of his mouth. He only smirked before standing up and bending back down towards you to kiss you deeply. You moaned at the feeling of tasting yourself.

Heesung brung two fingers to your pussy, pushing them inside your hole before curling his fingers, going in and out in a fast pace. You broke away from the kiss moaning loudly, glancing up at him as your mouth went slack. All he did was watch you with lust filled eyes. “It’s too..fuck, it’s too much.” All Heesung did was nod his head not stopping until you cum on his fingers. “I know baby, and you can take it, hmm?” You felt your body shudder at his words.

Heesung placed his free hand beside you on the bed to keep his balance steady so he can lean down and kiss up on your neck, moving your head back to give him more room while you close your eyes. You felt close to your release as your legs threatened to close.

“Hee.” You cling tightly onto his shirt can’t find your voice, only blissful moans leaving your lips. “I know baby, cum for me.” Using the pad of his thumb to rub your clit and just like that you felt the knot in your stomach finally break.

The rest of your clothes were quick to be on the floor, Heesung climb on top of you as he placed soft kisses on your brown skin. The feeling of his body heat and him being this close felt like a dream. You tangled your hands in his hair, kissing him with so much love.

“You don’t understand how long I’ve waited for this.” Heesung confessed breaking away from the kiss, he leaned back as he took his cock in his hand pumping it a few times. You watched him intensely, loving the sight. “Hee please just fuck me already.” You felt embarrassed on how needy you were getting, and who can blame you it’s Heesung we’re talking about here. “Such a needy slut aren’t you.” Tapping his cock against your clit teasingly, “m’not sure you deserve it, the way you’ve been acting.” He grin hearing you whine.

“You wait until I’m needy to tease me.” You felt on the verge of tears, it was ridiculous. “Beg and I’ll give you the best fuck of your life.” Heesung said seriously always ready to fulfill his promises. And you believed him.

“Please Hee I need you to fuck me, I’m so sorry for the way I’ve acted— fuck, just please fuck me.” Quick to beg not caring how pathetic you sounded, you just needed him to fuck you and so he did. He smiled from ear to ear as he finally entered inside of you. Your jaw went slack as you felt every inch of him enter inside of you. “Breathe baby, Breathe.”

You didn’t even realize you was holding your breath until he said something, you felt him hit your sweet spot immediately once he finally pushed in all the way. “F-Fuck your so tight.” He needed to take his own advice because he was close to breaking his slow pace.

“Please Hee g-go faster.” You whined when you felt him grip your love handles before slipping out only leaving his tip inside you, “shouldn’t have said that baby.” Before you could even ask what he meant he, he slid inside you again in one quick motion, grip never faltering on your hips. “Fuck Heesung!”

Heesung watched as your mouth went slack and eyes rolled back, you let out the most prettiest moans he ever heard. He thought he was dreaming, but no it’s all real, you’re real. “You feel so good— shit, wrapped around me.” Heesung moaned feeling himself loose himself inside you.

His hips pounded into you even faster creating loud clapping noises in the room. He leaned down leaving kisses along your neck, leaving hickeys on your skin. You could hear him moaning against your neck causing you to grow weak, if he was in love with your moans you were surely obsessed with his.

Heesung couldn’t help it, you felt good wrapped perfectly around him. “Hee, s’too m-much.” You moved your hand down his abs, trying to slow down his movements causing him to move away from your neck to look at you with serious eyes. “Move your hand or on everything I love, I’ll stop.” The way you quickly moved your hand was hilarious, but you earned a kiss against your lips as a reward before he continue feeding you deep strokes.

He glanced down at the sight of his cock pumping inside of you, a thick layer of yours and his cum creating a ring at the base of his cock. Heesung has went slack at the sight, he couldn’t help but moan. “Fuuck you’re amazing baby.” He bit his lip feeling like he was on cloud nine.

“Perfectly made for me…only me.” He said watching as your back arched off the bed from intense pleasure, missionary is definitely Heesung’s favorite because you look so beautiful underneath him. “Hee, I’m so close.” You felt the same knot from before building up in your stomach.

“Me too.” Heesung voice came out small, mostly in a whine, he didn’t want this to end. “Fuck baby, need to cum inside you, please.” You found it so attractive how he was begging, “please, I’ll fill you up so nice and good baby.” Heesung pounded faster inside of you feeling himself tipping over the edge of his release.

How can you deny him when he looks like this and beg like that. His hair sticking to his forehead from the thin layer of sweat, eyes dazed by lust and tears, mouth going slack as he moaned, abs tightened from being close to cumming. He was perfect.

You were quick to shake your head, “please cum inside me, n-need all of you.” Heesung eyes rolled to the back of his head before he focused back on you, happy about your words. He moved his thumb to your clit, working expertly on your clit causing you to jolt a little from the attention on it.

“M’gonna give you every last drop, put a fucking baby inside you.” Heesung couldn’t help his words, too far gone and let his intrusive thoughts out. “You would like that huh? Just me and you knowing I filled you up perfectly with my cum.”

Your legs started to shake, his words and him fucking you was getting to your head. “Shit, I’m close.” You looked up at him with tearing eyes, nodding your head to agree, feeling the knot in your stomach ready to explode and he could tell.

He leaned down giving you a gentle kiss on the lips, “cum for me baby.” That’s all it took for you to cum around his cock, “Fuck!” Heesung gripped your hips helping you calm down from your orgasm. He felt his hips start to falter and abs tighten. You pulled him in by his neck kissing him, your soft lips on his was what tipped him over.

You felt him cum deep inside you causing you to moan inside the kiss. Heesung couldn’t help but whine form empty every drop inside of you, hips flushed against you as you held each other, feeling clingy.

You were the first to break away from the kiss only to see Heesung open his eyes slowly. You giggled before pecking his lips one last time. “That was— wow.” He Finally spoke up, smiling from ear to ear.

“I agree.” Heesung moved away from you completely, pulling out of you slowly. He hissed at the sight of his cum leaving your pussy and on to the bed. Heesung got up off the bed going to the bathroom to grab a warm towel to help clean you up.

You both sat in a comfortable silence as he helped you. “What does this makes us?” You whispered, breaking the silence. Heesung glanced up at you. “In a relationship, if that’s ok with you.” Heesung felt nervous again, but your smile made his heart flutter. “I like that idea.” Heesung smiled back, finished cleaning up he helped you up off the bed taking you to the bathroom to take a shower together.

“Yo! Love birds time to wake up.” You could hear Jake knocking hard on the door, not wanting to walk in on anything. Heesung stirred in his sleep after feeling you lightly shake him so he could wake up. “Y’all better be out hear in five minutes or breakfast will be gone.” Jake left after that to go downstairs.

You glanced at Heesung to see him rubbing his eyes before stretching. He looked at you and gave you his cute signature smile, “good morning princess.” His sleepy voice made you feel butterflies. “Good morning.” You smiled back moving strands of his hair out his eyes.

“We need to get dress before Jake comes back up here and drag us out.” You laughed before climbing out of bed, Heesung whined not wanting to get up, but did so anyway.

Heesung came over to you giving you a kiss on the lips. “Can’t we just stay here.” He said pouting. “I would love to but after breakfast we got to pack and leave.” You said sadly, coming back to reality that both of you will be parting ways.

“Don’t say that, it’s hurting my heart already.” Heesung ran his fingers through his hair before walking towards his opened suitcase. “I know I know, but it’s the truth.” You sighed getting ready to walk out. “I’m going to go change.” Heesung hummed in response already finding a outfit to wear.

You did your whole morning routine before settling on a nice yet comfortable outfit to wear since you’re going to the airport after breakfast. You packed the rest of your clothes and items inside your suitcase and took it downstairs with you to place it by the doors where the rest of your friends suitcases lined up.

Walking into the kitchen you felt eyes starring at you. You realized after grabbing a plate that was next to the food. Slowly glancing up, your friends smiling at you or looking at you with the ‘anything you want to tell us’ look.

“What?”

Sunoo couldn’t help but laugh at your confused expression. Jurin and Harvey staring at you with shock written all over their faces. “I was curious on why you didn’t text me back last night, but after what Jake told us now I know why.” Jurin said coming closer to you.

“You were getting dick down.”

“Yah!”

“I’m trying to eat here.”

The guys all looked up from their plates in disgust by Jurin words only for her to wave her hand at them, dismissing their protest. “I thought y’all hated each other.” Jungwon said taking a sip of his water.

“Clearly not, they had the time of their lives last night.” Jay said shaking his head only for Sunoo to nudge his side before telling him to be quiet.

“I had to sleep on the floor in Ni-ki and Sunghoon.” Jake complained, “you could’ve slept on the couch.” Harvey said looking at Jake like he was slow.

Before jake could respond back, footsteps was heard coming into the kitchen. “Uh oh speaking of the devil himself.” Sunghoon said causing Ni-Ki to hold in his laugh. Heesung was dressed comfortably in a grey hoodie and grey sweatpants and wearing his black prescription glasses.

Heesung looked at everyone confused on why they was smiling at him, but he ignored them going straight to you, placing a kiss on your cheek before grabbing a plate as well going to the food. “Y’all knew this would eventually happen, let’s not act brand new.” Heesung said, placing bacon on his plate.

You tried your best not to smile, but you couldn’t help it. “We did, but I wasn’t expecting to come back and seeing y’all half nak—” Jungwon went over to Jake, stuffing his mouth with a piece of waffle to shut him up. “Just say you’re happy for them and eat your food.”

You giggled at Jake’s sour face before grabbing some food for yourself.

“All I got to say is, hurt my best friend I will fly to Korea and beat your ass.” Harvey said pointing her fork at Heesung. You looked at Jurin, signaling with your eyes to get Harvey. Jurin only shrugged her shoulder.

“I was going to say the same thing, she just said it in a nicer way.”