lure

money can't buy you happiness, but it does give you a lot of other things. connection, power over other people, good education, and so much more. it wasn't an issue for you before, your status in life. you've always thought to yourself that knowledge is all you need to counter this passed down poverty. that the city kids will be no match to you, they wouldn't matter because your focus is your studies and nothing at all.

but you're wrong. totally and horribly mistaken.

because these city kids are in a different breeds. they are cruel, evil, and brave. money can manipulate a lot of things, right? even people. even school. even morals.

some of them are tolerable. just the stares filled with full judgment, teasing you, some rude remarks from side to side, calling you 'poor' or a 'commoner', those stuff. nothing you cannot handle.

but one of them--yang jungwon is different. not in a way that some people expect guys in stories to turn out. a rich kid who's nice towards all the students in school? no. jungwon is trouble. jungwon is evil. chaos in a form of beauty.

you can’t remember the exact reason or how it all started. jungwon just made it his hobby to make your daily life a struggle.

but he on the other hand, knew exactly when did it all started. it was one afternoon, he's attending this one minor subject. it's not like he was there in his will, but mostly because he's only down to one chance until the professor drops him. so he forced himself and tries to convince himself that it'll be just for two hours. looking back to it now, he's so glad he made that decision.

students who's part of the scholar program usually don't catch his attention. they're too boring to make fun of, always too scared to fight back towards him. his fun only last for a while and then later on it will wear off. but with you, it's different. despite not being part of the elite circle, you don't act like the other scholars. you don’t kiss anybody else’ feet just so they can spare you.

you always have this way of presenting yourself. there's this elegance and grace that surrounds you all the time. too gentle and peaceful that he just wants to ruin everything. he wants to ruin you.

one time in a class where your literature teacher asked for what the whole class thinks about the book pride and prejudice. as expected, most of the volunteers to answer are students part of the scholar program.

it was normal. students like you can’t be caught slacking. you have things to prove, grades that you need to maintain.

“i liked how elizabeth was never scared to voice out her thoughts and emotions. despite her not being wealthy, she have the courage to reject security if it compromises self-respect."

a few students nods, your professor smiles silently while listening attentively. you start to feel confidence blooming inside your chest.

“she knew what she wanted for herself and so she won’t settle for any less. she’s educated—”

“loving to read doesn’t automatically make her educated.” jungwon cuts through your sentence making you glance at his direction.

he’s not even raising his hand nor standing up to answer. he have his back leaning to his chair, expression almost bored. but his eyes are sharp. focused entirely at you. the whole class fell silent while the teacher doesn’t even know how she can scold him for interrupting. she’s too scared to even do that.

“and she sure does not settle for less since she went for darcy and he’s got the money, right?” his smirk made you frown.

you didn’t feel intimidated by it even just for a little. if anything, you find it petty for him to state it that way. it’s no doubt that he has read the whole book, and with the way he discusses his opinion you’re sure he’s also a smart person.

it’s just his point of view and the way he view women in the book.

“if that’s the case, she wouldn’t be rejecting him the first time. she would be—”

“she married him anyway, by the end. she's not that great like how you're trying to make her seem like.” he cuts you off again. “you admire her because she reject a proposal once, but in the end, she still accepts it. nothing's changed—”

“that's not true. to start with, she rejected him because of his arrogance and only accepted him after he corrects his prejudice. he has to change and he did, so he's marries into integrity. pride is not attractive neither power. it's an insecurity disguised as superiority." you interrupted him this time, voice firm and clear. it was obvious that you are not scared of jungwon. not even a bit.

“mr. darcy is ideal not because of his wealth, but because he sees elizabeth as his equal.” the way you fought for your stand against jungwon caught everyone off-guard.

they looked around the whole room like as if some gruesome crime just happened. the teacher’s eyes pans from you then back at jungwon, checking his reaction.

he’s grinning, but his jaw ticked while staring straight at you. he already expected for you to be different, but you surpassed his expectations. you’re more than that. you’re interesting and it’s making him all riled up.

after that, jungwon doesn’t leave you alone. embarrassing you, calling you names, humiliate you. he's always around, lurking. sometimes quiet, sometimes demanding. most of the time you felt like you're a prey being hunted by your predator.

"wait." his playful tone rings your ears and snapped you back to reality.

jungwon leans downwards so he can see your face more clearly, his dark eyes scanning you carefully. "are those tears?" he says, taunting.

you blinked, stare remaining sharp towards him. he doesn't look shaken up, if anything it riled him up even more. jungwon is the epitome of pure evil. just like usual, he has you trapped again. one student told you that one of the faculty teachers asked for you at the east wing of the library.

it was an isolated part. you should have expected that no teacher will summon a student at this part of the library. of course it has something to do with jungwon.

he tilted his head as you lower your head, avoiding his gaze. he clicked the side of his cheeks before grabbing your chin, forcing to make you face him once again.

“did i say to look away?”

jungwon's grip on your chin tightens as his grin grew wider. "you look pathetic whenever you're like this." he whispers dangerously. his thumb caress your skin, warm and hot.

“eyes full of tears and lips flushed.” his tone calm yet dangerous.

"just admit that you like it. that you're craving for this…” he stated, his nose grazing yours as he inch his face closer. “that you crave for me.”

you pursed your lips shut as you continuously chatter inside your mind that nothing he’s saying right now is true.

"that's all for me, right? those tears, the fear…" his eyes remains dark, tone demanding, making your throat feel tight. your mind all fuzzy and core unwillingly going wet. his cat-like eyes that suppose to look innocent, but now tainted with pure dominance makes your knees go weak. "…you." he continues.

your eyes glanced away, unable to handle the tension. jungwon doesn't need to hear your confirmation. his lips curled upward after realizing that you not saying anything is a silent confirmation for him. with the way your hands are tightly balled into fists, teeth biting hard on your lips, and your thighs closing. he knew at the back of your mind, you want this.

even before he can say something else, someone cuts him off.

"what's going on here?"

your eyes opens and both of you snapped your heads to the side. sunoo stands by the end of the shelves jungwon just trapped you onto. his usual soft eyes darted at him with sharpness and then worry will flicker towards them when he’s looking at you.

jungwon leans away unwillingly as your hand unconsciously ran across your uniform to flatten or fix it. standing awkwardly.

he tilts his head while eyeing sunoo with his piercing gaze, “nothing.” he answered with so much ease and the tension didn’t even break. if anything, the air felt thicker.

they both stared at each other, nobody’s talking. you gulped, feeling a bit guilty that somehow you’re causing yet again another heavy tension between the twins.

yes, twins. it was hard for you to keep it in mind and somehow still find it fascinating that the two of them are brothers. not because they look nothing the same, but more on because they’re the complete opposite.

sunoo, the elder twin, is the campus sweet heart. he’s very nice and friendly around almost everybody in the campus. an achiever, president of journalism club, sunshine and despite being part of the elite circle, he treats all the students fairly.

on the other hand, jungwon is a complete trouble. academically, he’s competitive. he is smart, you’ll be honest. but his personality is just rotten into the bone. his soft features will be completely ignored once he flashes that grin of his. he’s the captain of the rugby team, mainly why some of your fellow scholar schoolmates said that he’s very full of himself. money and fame? not a good combination. not to mention that their parents kind of favored him a lot since, although they’re twins, jungwon’s practically still the youngest.

“then i can ask for y/n, right? one of the teacher’s looking for her.” sunoo finally breaks the silence.

jungwon slide his hands inside his pocket then smirks, “as expected from the teacher’s pet, huh?” then he pans his attention back at you. his dimple deep, eyebrows cocked upwards as he stare down at you.

“anyways, i can have my fun next time.” then he leaned downwards so you two can be eye level.

“i’ll see you around, y/n.” it supposed to sound friendly, but instead it came out more as a warning. and hearing it coming from jungwon made chills run down your spine.

he left the two of you alone along with the heavy air. sunoo lets out a sigh, the tense on his shoulders slowly leaving. he walks closer then flash you a worried look.

“is he bothering you too much?” he asks carefully.

ever since jungwon started messing around you, sunoo has been the one saving you from his own brother. he’s pretty much doing damage control and always sets his brother back towards his line.

the other rich kids, which you believe is their friends, are no match to jungwon. it’s either they just join along because they’re mean too or they’e just too afraid go against him.

sunoo, on the other hand is not afraid of him.

the first time sunoo calls out his brother was when he embarrassed you in the cafeteria.

you remembered being stoked at how pretty and fancy the school’s cafeteria was. it was nothing like your previous school. jungwon who’s sat at the middle table, his group the center of attention, caught you the moment you walked inside.

his grin appears his face and quickly headed your way. he waited until you finished getting your food and when you’re about to walk pass him, like he didn’t matter at all, he nudge your tray causing it to splatter all over the floor.

you jolted and glanced at your ruined uniform. then eyes dropped down on the wasted food before it flew towards jungwon.

he looked too pissed for someone who caused the trouble. eyes are automatically set on your direction, all intrigued and curious.

the other scholar students quietly lower their heads or glanced away from the scene, obviously too scared to step in or get involved in any way. who would want to? who will even try? going against jungwon basically means you can also kiss your scholarship goodbye. he’s that influential.

he scoffed and stepped closer to you. just so he can get a much better view of that pretty face. of those eyes. they looked scared, and yet he couldn’t see any sign of submission. he almost laughed out loud, but he stops himself.

“watch where you're going.” he stated full of sarcasm. his eyes dropped to his ruined hoodie that he wears as an outer for his uniform. it was stained.

"what will you do with this? you got your dirt on it." he says, a hint of annoyance lingers on his tone. he slowly trails his eyes back at you, chin up and stared down intimidatingly.

"you're the one who did this--"

"are you blaming me?" his brows cocked upwards, eyes daring.

you gulped, "i'm s-sorry." it was ridiculous for you. it wasn't even your fault, but you're forced to just say your apologies or else this won't end.

his grin grew wider, "your sorry won't fix this." he hissed.

"give it to me, i'll wash it myself."

"you'll just end up ruining it more."

you almost groaned after he said those words. he's unbelievable at this point. he kept messing with you, doesn't let you breath, cause all these trouble and by the end he's making you pay for things you didn't even do.

"then what do you want me to do?" you couldn't help but to raise your tone a little bit, slowly getting tired of all these games he's playing.

jungwon's thrilled seeing you pissed off by him. there's nothing more exciting than a prey trying to refuse and escape from their predator. that's what riles them up. the chase. it's a game for them.

he tilt his head, poke his cheeks using his tongue before trailing his eyes from your face, down to your whole body. instantly, you felt conscious. stomach churning, shivers running down your spine as he do that. it felt like you're standing in front of him naked, when you're fully dressed. his stare is that intense.

he leans closer, lips grazing over your ears.

"meet me at room by the end hallway. fifth floor." then he leans back to check your reaction. it was priceless, cheeks all flushed and eyes looked scared.

"but--"

"what's going on here?" you both snapped your head towards the side and saw how the crowed paved way for the newly arrived sunoo.

at first he looked concerned, then his face twist into a bit of anger. it was surprising how he can be able to muster such expression. you're too used seeing him smiling.

he was quick to step in between, shielding you from his own brother. the two of them stared darkly at each other. sunoo have this serious expression on his face while jungwon grinned, a bit pissed off that he's meddling once again.

"mind your own business." jungwon even pushes his brother over his shoulder. sunoo remained on his spot, unfazed.

"you should stop doing this jungwon, don't you think its time to act more matured now?"

jungwon scoffed at his face, "i'll do what i want to do and nobody can stop me." he tilts his head sideways, mocking him. his eyes darkens, jaw clenched before he looked at him from head to toe.

"not even you." he said those words a lot more quieter, but for some reasons it sounds more dangerous.

he stared back at sunoo's eyes before his eyes darted back at you.

"i'll see you, y/n."

jungwon already turns around, giving you a last warning not to think of even ditching him or else you won't like what he will do next. and somehow you knew that he's not bluffing.

you returned to your dorms real quick to change into a fresher uniform the rushes towards your class. all the time, jungwon's in your mind. the way he smirks, eyes sharp and dangerous. he is the type of person you should stay away from. he's mean and rude towards you. it was obvious that he sees you as someone beneath him, and yet for some reason something kept pulling you towards him.

your body automatically reacts to his actions. to his every words, to the way his lips stretched into a smirk, his brows cocks. it makes you feel hot inside and you know it's wrong.

the classes are over even before you know it and even after the other students already managed to leave the room, you're left inside. contemplating, thinking whether to meet him.

you slowly pushed the door of the vacant door. it made a creak sound that slightly made you feel nervous. the whole hallway is now quiet, no students can be seen around since all the afternoon classes are finished.

"ah, there you are..." jungwon's voice echoes to the whole room.

after scanning the place, you saw him sitting on a chair. he smirks and tilts his head while watching you standing awkwardly at the door. you looked scared and that's just perfect.

"i almost thought you ditched me there." he added then his tongue grazes his lips once.

"come inside, i don't bite." he says in a playful tone. you remained standing at your place, the grip on your bag tightened like as if you're trying to get some energy from it or else your knees are going to give out any second now.

the playful expression on his face fell instantly when you didn't do as he say. "come here, y/n or i'll drag you in myself." he says in a low tone that instantly made you follow.

the door behind you closed. every step you made, the smaller your distance with him got, the harder it is for you to breath. jungwon looks so hot and dangerous.

your hands stays gripping on the strap of your bag while trying so hard to keep an eye contact with yang jungwon. he’s just there, sat down while his legs manspread like a king sitting on his throne.

his eyes dark and dangerous. just by looking at it you can already tell that he has nothing good inside his mind. the corner of his lips curved upwards, showing that evil sexy grin.

“get rid of that bag.” he says and even tilt his chin as a gesture. he looked impatient.

“just tell me what you need me here for.” you finally managed to say despite the heavy air surrounding both of you.

jungwon didn’t liked your tone or the mere fact that you talked back to him. his eyes turned even darker, but his grin remains.

“did i say you can talk? get rid of that bag before i lose my patience.” he repeats with gritted teeth.

you stared at him for a while more and when he raised his brows at you, your hand slowly obliged. stripping off the bag before resting it on the ground.

“good.” he says, grin wider. “now get rid of that uniform vest and open your polo for me. let me see those breast.”

you blinked slower while looking at him like as if he just said the most hilarious thing in the world. your stomach drops, heart beats rapidly while showing a displeased expression.

“e-excuse me? no.” you rejected.

instantly, jungwon’s grin fell like some psychopath. “don’t wait for me to walk towards you and rip those clothes off from you.”

“j-jungwon, this is wrong. if someone caught us i will be expelled from my program—”

“sounds like a you problem.” he coldly uttered.

he’s evil. he’s arrogant, he’s spoiled rotten to the bones, he’s mean, he’s a brat, he’s trouble. and yet why does you body reacts to him? was he right all this time? that despite you knowing that all of this are wrong, at the back of your mind you want this. you crave for this kind of attention. validation? sick validation from a sick in the head type of person.

you stood there, helpless. mind a mess, battling whether to comply or just run away from there. but is that really the best solution for this? you know that either way it all ends with you losing that scholarship.

if you get on jungwon’s bad side, it’s very easy for him to pull his string of connections to manipulate the administers and kicked you out. if you do as he say, maybe… just maybe he will spare you and then won’t let you lose everything.

either way, it’s a risk.

you reached for your uniform vest and took it off. excitement sparks over jungwon’s eyes. he clenched his jaw, fist balls tightly along with his pants. he licked his lips, getting thirsty of you. he fought everything in him to stop himself from devouring you right here and then. it was that hard, he’s so close to losing his mind.

you opened the buttons of your polo, showing your laced bra.

“come kneel in front of me.”

even more hilarious request, but instead of calling him out for it you slowly obliged. once you’re kneeled in front of him like he wanted, he leaned forward. his eyes never left yours, like waiting for some kind of reaction. clearly, fear’s already flashing through it. what more does he want?

his hand reached for one of your breast to cup it. blood rushes to your face as you glance away, couldn’t keep his heated gaze. jungwon scoffed, feeling very excited then his eyes dropped to your breast that he’s cupping right now.

you kept on resisting and yet they fit so well to his hand like it’s sculpted just for him. he started caressing it outside of your bra. at first soft, then it started to get aggressive. his cock starting to get harder too.

he slides his hand inside your bra and now started touching you with his bare hands. it’s warm and big. you pursed your lips tightly, stopping any sounds to come out from you.

jungwon chuckles, finding it adorable. his fingers then started playing with the nub of your breast. they’re hard and aroused, just like how he wanted. he licked his lips once again, he’s starting to drool for it. wanting so bad to get it between his lips. lick and suck on it. but he needs to be patient.

“you don’t have to stop yourself, you know?” he taunt then started playing with your nipple even more. still, you refused to make a sound.

“let me hear you.” and his other hand reaches for your neck, grabbing it tightly enough. he leans closer dropping a kiss on your neck.

“fuck… smell so good.” he placed another kiss before you felt him pinching on your nipple making you let out a moan.

“nggh,” and that made him smirk.

“that’s more like it.” he pans your face so you could face him.

“let me taste that lips.” and without a warning crashes his own to yours. they’re warm and wet.

he groans, getting more aggressive with his kisses before leaning away. his brows furrowed hardly, jaw clenched.

“now suck my dick.”

when he pulled his hand away, he started unzipping his pants. it made your breath hitched from fear and anticipation. it was not a good combo. suffocating and scary, but the thought of what’s about to happen thrills your inner side.

this isn’t the first time jungwon talks to you in a nasty way. his can’t seem to keep his hands off of you as well whenever he’s around you. making it look like he hate or disgusted by you, but in reality jungwon’s growing crazy. all dark thoughts just for you.

“j-jungwon..” you stutter, eyes fixed at his erect cock. this isn’t the first time seeing one, but his sure is big. the tip is pink, already wet due to his precum. its length is decorated by pretty veins.

“what? don’t tell me you don’t know how to suck a dick?” he asks, taunting.

you gulped, feeling humiliated. ears so hot, as well as your cheeks. you kept staring at his eyes, unable to even say anything.

jungwon’s grin faded slowly at the realization that he is in fact right. he already has an idea that you’re innocent and a virgin. but to actually get a confirmation makes his mind go spiral.

“oh shit.” he cursed and slowly leaned back while staring right at you. he looked amused and excited making you feel embarrassed.

he scoffed, “that’s alright. there’s always a first time for everything.”

you looked at him sharply and was about to stand up but he quickly got a firm grip on your wrist. his eyes turning dark for a second.

“where do you think you’re going?”

he yanked your arms making you kneel more closer to him. eyes dropping at his erect cock all bare in front of you. it was really hard and aching for someone to ease them.

you gulped nervously and it didn’t slip from jungwon.

“you’re lucky because you have the best teacher in the campus. i’ll teach you how to give a dick a good suck.”

he grabbed your hands and make you hold his shaft. you’re hesitant, feeling like it’s a bad idea to touch somebody else' private part. jungwon’s thrilled tho, seeing you all cautious and careful like as if you’ll hurt his dick. it is hurting already. hurting so bad he just wants to shove it on the back of your throat.

he lets out a heavy sigh to calm himself.

“spit on it.” and tilts his head, pointing at his throbbing cock.

“w-what—?”

“go on.”

even if a little weirded out, you gathered as much saliva you can then slowly let it drip on his cock. jungwon almost came when it coated the tip of his dick. and the fact that you’re too innocent to even do a spit.

“fuck.” he cursed and it sounded so good for you. the way he groans just scratches something inside you, sending hots directly on your core.

“now, open your mouth.” he says, watching you.

slowly you opened your mouth. and he scoffed before rolling his eyes. the view itself looked so innocent for him.

“you need to open them wider than that, baby.” he says with sarcasm.

you obliged and he nods. “that’s good enough for me.” and his hand went to guide your head towards his cock.

at first he lets you get used to his size, then slowly get his phase. jungwon’s out of this world the moment he enters your mouth. its warm and so wet, he nearly came just because of it.

“look at me,” he moaned and while gagging on his big cock, you tried looking at jungwon.

tears starts brimming your eyes and that’s just made it even better for jungwon. he could cum at the sight of it.

“fuck,” he tipped his head backwards out of pleasure as he continue to thrust into your mouth.

it was a whole new thing for you. both of your hands lay flat on his firm thighs for support. your panties soaked while your mouth is full of his cock. your stomach churns, mind blank and all you can think of is jungwon’s handsome face. his expression contorted because of pleasure. he looked so good and for some reasons you felt some pride being the one that’s making him feel this way.

“just like that, baby…” he moaned lowly and even held your head tighter. “i’m so close.” he groaned and you hummed, making him clenched his jaw tighter.

he lift his head so he can look at you and he scoffed seeing your eyes filled with tears. he started ramming his dick even harder and faster, making you gag even more.

“you like this, don’t you?” his brows creased closer. “you like that i’m abusing your mouth like a slut.” his laugh is low and evil. like he knew exactly that he’s right.

your grip on his hand tightened because of how fast he’s fucking into your mouth, you’re choking and gagging on it. starting to struggle how to breath while he’s fucking you in your mouth. jungwon knew you’re starting to find it hard, it was your first time after all. but there’s no faster way to learn than for you to fight for survival.

while almost suffocating with his cock, you started to breath through your nose and it started to feel much better and easier. jungwon chuckles after he start feeling your grip loosen.

“finally figured that out, huh baby?” he asks and your eyes rolled at the back of your head when you hear that stupid endearment that you’re so sure he doesn’t mean at all.

“let me cum inside that pretty mouth of yours.” and a couple more thrust, he shoots his cum inside. groaning and moaning, constantly repeating how this mouth belongs to him now and you think he’s crazy.

but what’s even crazier is the fact that butterflies goes crazy in the fact that you just pleasured thee yang jungwon.

the day after, jungwon’s actually taking it easy on you. other than heated gazes and his fingers subtly grazing dangerously on your skin whenever you two passed each other on the hallways, he didn’t do anything else.

“y/n,” your head snaps at one of your classmates.

“yeah?”

“the president of the journalism club asks for you after dismissal. he said you two needs to finalize one article.” she informs you.

a nod is what you gave her as an answer. you almost cursed yourself out loudly after realizing you had forgotten about that article. sunoo and you were working on it for weeks now. and because of his twin brother, you got totally distracted and out of it to the point it slipped off your mind.

after all your last class of the day, you’re quick to fix your things. you’re about to head out of the classroom when you saw jungwon going inside. he’s not part of this subject, and so he wasn’t here moments ago.

he tilts his head then trailed his eyes up and down, before he smirks. “you seem to be in a hurry.” he taunts, his dimple showing.

you gulped and pursed your lips. “i need to go.”

he stared at your eyes for a while, his grin remaining. it doesn’t look very dangerous, but more like teasing. he waits for a while before he finally moved a little so you can pass by.

you hesitated, a bit alarmed that he’s letting you go easily. it felt odd and wrong to slightly feel disappointed. it shouldn’t be that way. you should be glad that he’s not messing with you when you have a big task on hold. not to mention that ever since that intimate scene you two shared before at that vacant room, you can’t hold eye-contact with him for long.

he cocks a brow, “see you around.” there it goes again. that same sentence that suppose to sound friendly, but it still gives you an impression of a warning.

you dismissed those thoughts and walked away from him. even from a few distance, you can feel him drilling his eyes at the back of your head. thankfully, you made it at the journalism club’s room.

it was close, but after two knocks someone opened the room. sunoo’s sweet smile greeted you as he pushed the door more. his smile fell and turns a bit worried after noticing the look on your face.

“hey, what’s up?” his tone sounded so gently. “are you okay?” he asks.

you gulped and tried to flash a small smile to ease him. a small nod is what you answered him and walked inside. sunoo’s eyes followed you carefully, wanting to ask more but decided not to.

you heard the door clicking as you settle down some of your books on the table. sunoo sat beside you afterwards, his eyes still darted at you.

“y/n..” he tries calling your attention.

“hmm?”

“look at me.” those familiar words triggered something, giving some short flashbacks of his twin brother uttering almost the same exact sentence, but in a different way.

sunoo reaches for your face then gently pan your head towards him. his eyes looked genuinely concerned and you hate that you’re making him worried. that you’re holding so much of his time.

“is it jungwon again?” his brows furrow lightly at the mention of his own brother.

you don’t like it. you don’t like that you’re causing more reason for the twins to have gaps with each other. you have no idea how deep this war between them, but you feel bad adding up into it. for you, they shouldn’t be against each other. they’re so lucky to have a sibling. to have someone to be there for you.

gently, you shake your head and tried to smile bigger. “no. i was just tired from school.” partly, it was true. the professors has been throwing so much school activities that you might have to rip yourself apart in order to finish them.

“you sure?” he tries to check more through your eyes and you just nodded.

“yes. he’s actually not bothering me lately.”

after looking through your eyes for a while, he sighs then nod. his smile appeared once again and you can’t help but to feel this wave of comfort. there’s really something about how he smiles.

“anyway, just a couple of proof read to the articles and we’re good to go.” he started and pulled the laptop closer to you this time.

you nodded and tried to focus on the task in front. he smiles, “i already finished spelling check, but i suggest you check it yourself as well so we make sure i didn’t miss anything.”

sunoo’s very smart. maybe it’s really part of their genetics, because even if jungwon is a menace, he is really intelligent as well.

“okay, but i’m sure this is perfect.” you chuckled lightly. “you’re not the president of the journalism club for no reason.”

the two of you chuckled softly after sunoo flashed a playful proud smile, then you started focusing on the task. sunoo’s hand’s lay on his own thigh at first, but as times passes by he rest it on your knees when he noticed that you’ve been moving them nonstop out of anxiety.

“hey, calm down.” he starts, and your ears turned red because he actually noticed that you’re tensed.

“ah, yeah… sorry.” you mumbled and cleared your throat. now, that his warm hands are rested on your knees, they’re still and steady.

he chuckles, “no problem. go on,” he says and you went back on the task once again.

while trying so hard to proof read, you can’t seem to shake off the thought that his hands still on your bare skin. they’re warm, very warm.

eventually, he starts caressing your skin using his thumb. you gulped, starting to feel your stomach churn, the warmth from his skin slowly crawling towards the space between your thighs. it was embarrassing to even feel this way by his small actions. it was just a kind gesture to calm you down. right? nothing else, right?

later on, the caressing thumb escalates until his while hand is caress your thigh. giving it a squeeze from time to time.

“is this alright?” he asks in a low, gentle tone.

you glanced at him and his eyes looked so adorable. they look so innocent and soft. you gulped and like as if hypnotized, you nodded your head.

he smiled, “i just want to help you relax.”

then his hand travels a little higher, now almost reaching your core. you’re tempted to close your thighs, but you didn’t. your grip on the table slowly tightens.

“can i do that? do you want that?” he asks again.

you didn’t answer and just keep looking at his beautiful eyes.

“do you want me to make you feel good, pretty?” he whispers, his head leaning closer to you. both of your noses touching each other.

you closed your eyes and gave another short nod. he smiles then kissed you on the forehead.

“good. open your legs wider for me.”

“b-but what if someone comes in?” you asked worriedly, having an enough headspace of being in a public place.

“nobody will come, don’t worry.”

you gave another short nod. sunoo lays his forehead on yours, placed a soft kiss on your lips before asking again to open your legs wider for him. his tone so soft and gentle, assuring you that he’s right there for you. to help you. to make you feel good.

when his fingers slid your underwear on the side smoothly and did one slick on your folds, you gasp. he chuckles cutely.

“so wet for me.” he says.

he started playing with your folds that almost make you lose your mind. you never tried touching yourself in that way. sunoo’s the first one to do it, and you can’t explain how it feels. very foreign and very good.

“i’ll try inserting one finger, okay?” he gently informs you and you nodded, mind already clouded with zero thoughts.

your hand took a tighter grip on the table, the other one on his arm. he chuckles adorably and placed another warm kiss on your nose.

“so cute. keep making those sounds for me.” he gently mumble.

it was very different from the way jungwon did it towards you. both very pleasurable, both very arousing but in complete different way.

when sunoo enters his one finger, you whimpered. your walls sucking and choking his fingers. sunoo couldn’t help but to feel so hot as well. it feels amazing having his finger inside you, what else if its his dick? he could just imagine for now.

“u-ugh, sunoo.” you moaned, making him smile even brighter.

“that’s right, pretty. i’ll make you feel good.” he says and started pumping his fingers in and out. it felt amazing.

once he felt you already adjusted with one finger, he asked you if it was okay to add another one. you looked scared, thinking that the stretch might be too much for you. he smiled once again, assuring and very softly. totally off from the sexual thing he’s doing to you right now.

“it will feel good, i promise.” he says.

“do you trust me?” he added.

you nodded without hesitant. he kissed your lips gently, “thank you.”

and like he said, he inserted another finger. as expected the stretch slightly stings, but was soon overwhelmed by the pleasure of being fingered knuckle deep.

“moan for me, pretty.”

“uggh, s-sunoo.”

he kissed your cheeks and fucked even faster and deeper. a knot formed before pleasure bursted inside you, making you squirm and leaned more towards sunoo.

he kept pumping in and out carefully, helping you ride your high. he placed a kiss on your forehead while letting you enjoy your first orgasm.

“good girl.”

“do you know them? the twins?” you looked hopeful as you follow tina around the library.

she furrow her brows then continues returning the books on its rightful places. she’s still confused as to why you’re suddenly throwing these questions at her.

“yeah, they use to be in my class when i still go to that school. everyone knew them.” she informs you which isn’t much a surprise anymore.

you nodded and suddenly grew silent. tina curiously glanced at your way the moment she noticed that you’re quiet. she tilts her head and tries to analyze your facial expression.

her heart drops as she rushed to go down from the ladder before holding both of your shoulders. you jolted, completely caught off-guard.

“y/n, tell me honestly.” she gulps as she lowers her head so she can see your eyes properly.

“are the twins bothering you?” her creased brows and worried eyes flashed over you.

you didn’t know what to tell her. she’s been a good friend of yours in this city, and lying felt wrong. but the way she looked so bothered about it worries you.

“uhm,” you started, but it was enough for chaewon.

“oh my god,” she leans away then covers her mouth with her lips. her eyes still fixed at you, but this time they looked so concerned and terrified.

“w-why?” you asked, but she remained quiet. still looking at you with those eyes.

“it’s okay. j-jungwon’s just mean sometimes, but sunoo is nice and he always saves me from his twin brother—”

she cuts you off, “no, y/n.” she slowly shakes her head side to side.

“i know. it sounds impossible because who am i even to start with? why do i create these tension between the two of them? all i know is that they just can’t get along with each—”

she grabbed both of your arms and squeezed it. not to hurt, but to take your attention. she pursed her lips and heaved a sigh. she still have that worried expression and it looks like she has a lot inside her mind.

“y/n, they’re not fighting over you.” she started that made you confused. “they are sharing you.” she announced that almost made your world stop.

she tried to catch your eyes, “they are trapping you into their orbit. manipulating you and using your own emotions against you.”

you remained quiet, trying to process these new information you just discovered. she lets another heavy sigh, like this is very hard for her as well to share to you.

“jungwon’s never really that cruel to you, right? mean, yes. but not to the point that drives you away from him. he make it seem like it, but the truth is he’s making you feel addicted to the emotions he's making you feel. he makes you crave for his rude ways, make you seek for his toxic validation. and sunoo,” she gulps. “he perfectly comes in the picture to comfort you. to make you feel better. and in order for you to fully need his presence, you need jungwon to inflict more of the things that you will eventually seek from him.” she stated that slowly makes you realize things. all the coincidental things that you totally ignored.

“it’s an endless cycle. you craving for jungwon’s cruel ways and then looking for sunoo’s comfort. they’re not rivals, y/n. they were never like that from the start.” she pulls away and grabbed her phone.

“i know that because this isn’t the first time it happened.” she taps on it continuously before handing it over you.

“(name) used to be my friend.”

your eyes dropped at the picture on her phone. it’s a screenshot of an article that seems like published by one of the publishing network in the town.

the article have a picture of the twins beside each other. it looked like a family photograph from a magazine and they just took it out so they can use it for the post. in that picture, they looked younger—highschool.

‘YANG TWINS HELD IN INTERROGATION IN SUSPICION OF BEING THE ONES BEHIND THE DISAPPEARANCE OF A GIRL FROM DECELIS ACADEMY’

you felt sick in the stomach and the words on her phone starts to make you dizzy. you can’t understand any of it.

“if they’re really doing it again, i hope this won’t end up like before.”

“what am i hearing about this girl in the campus, boys?” their mom suddenly asks one dinner.

the twins are quiet, jungwon’s eyes are fixed at the food while his dad and mom waits for their answer. it hasn’t been a day ever since their mom was informed about the twin’s little obsession that walks around the campus.

sunoo flashes his sweet smile at their parents while his brother remains silent. continuing and enjoying his food. he’s unbothered as usual, not because he doesn’t care but 'cause he knew so well his brother got this already.

“don’t worry about it, mom.” he assures them.

their parents glanced at each other and like as if talking through their eyes. their dad cleared his throat and looked at his sons.

“we’re just worried for you guys. we don’t want anything like before to happen again.” he says.

sunoo figures that it won’t take long until their parents take knowledge of what’s happening around the school. their mom is an active parent officers ever since they are kids while their dad is a board member to the whole school.

he, once again, flashed them with his sweet smile.

“it will be different this time, i promise.” he assured them. sunoo saw how his mom smiled at him a little, still worry.

her eyes pans towards his silent brother and he knew right away. he glanced at jungwon who’s still busy minding his own food.

“jungwon’s a lot better now, mom. he won’t do the same mistakes again.” he stated confidently. “right, jungwon?”

the younger one finally lifts his gaze towards his parents. his eyes cold, bored while his hands lazily scraping his plate using a fork.

“y/n is different, mom.” he declared with finality and with that their parents had no choice but to just let them be.

they’re good kids. they really are. both very smart and unique in their own ways. it’s just, everyone has their own little secrets, right?

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“i don’t care. just do as i say.” he cuts through her words then walked pass her without glancing back.

once inside the elevator, he fished his phone and dialed someone’s number. two rings and they picked up right away.

“boss?” his serious tone greets sunghoon and the man is just quietly staring at his reflection. mind occupied by nothing else but you.

“i want you to pick up y/n.” he starts, then glanced over his wrist watch. “i’ll send her location.” and he ended the call without even waiting for a response.

on the other hand, your friends cheers as the music blasted over the club. mina, the mastermind of tonight’s bar hopping wraps her arms around your shoulder. you giggled and dances with her, swaying your hips. you’re too engrossed to the music that you failed to notice your dress riding upwards.

“are you up for more drinks?” yena, another one of your friends leans closer to ask you. it’s impossible to hear each other by how ear blasting the music is and so this is the only way.

you slightly leaned away then shake your head no. you’ve already had a couple of shots and being drunk is not part of your plan tonight. mina is heart broken, mainly why she insisted to go out to drink. you wanted to be a good friend and be there for her that’s why you came, but you’ll surely get in trouble if you also drink too much.

she furrowed her brows. her cheeks flushed red and her eyes looked extremely unfocused. obviously, she’s almost at her limit. it’s actually a surprise she can even talk straight. she have the lowers alcohol tolerance within the group.

“why?” she whines, grabbing you by the arm.

you rolled your eyes and smiled, “i don’t want to get drunk tonight. i will get our asses home!” you giggled while trying to help your friend balance herself.

mina sings loudly and jumps to the music. a guy approaches and you gave him a short scan. when you made sure he doesn’t look creepy, you pan your attention back towards yena.

“it’s cool that you can come tonight! we owe park sunghoon one!” she smiles and instantly, your smile fell and heart thumped in worry.

shit, right. your boyfriend doesn’t know that you still went on the plan even though he made it clear that he doesn’t want you going out tonight. he’s not always the strict type and he knows your friends pretty well.

in fact, after continuously dating horrible guys, your friends actually felt proud of you for dating someone more mature and stable. park sunghoon’s older than you and for the seven months of dating, he’s been treating you like a princess. he’s very sweet and caring. he’s well off, always very understanding and patient with you. not to mention that he’s very attractive as well.

everything between you is perfect and there's nothing you could wish for. except, since he’s been treating you softly and gently like you’re some fragile glass, the sex between you two is a bit… lacking?

it isn’t the kind of lack where you aren’t satisfied or sunghoon can’t make you feel good. he’s actually really good in bed and have a massive dick. it’s just maybe he’s less more freaky than you expected. he doesn’t dominate you in a way that thrilled you. he doesn’t choke or spank you.

you just think it’s such a bummer considering that he have those biceps and he’s not putting it into a good use.

guess you really can’t have everything, yeah? you’ve always wished for someone who will love and treat you good. he did came in your life, you should just be thankful and stopped dreaming of these things.

the constant vibration of your phone is what snapped you back to reality. the moment your boyfriend’s caller i.d flashes through it, your stomach drops. you stared at it for a while then glanced at your friends.

“sunghoon’s calling, i’ll just take it. you guys stay right here. okay?” you wait for her answer and when she nods her head you turned your heels to go and find somewhere less chaotic.

you licked your lips once before answering the call, hand reaching for the hem of your dress then pulled it downwards.

“baby,” you greeted, sounding a little worry.

the other line remained quiet and your lips pursed into a pout. he is upset and you can’t even blame him. but you’re too confident that he will forgive and understand you, because he’s always been that kind of boyfriend. he can never stay mad at you for too long.

“hey..” you gulped. “i know you’re mad. but i told you mina needs me tonight. i promise i won’t get myself drunk and will come home—”

“come home now.”

your breath hitched, stomach dropping at his tone. he has never used it before and it actually makes you feel nervous. there’s a saying that those kinds are sometimes unbelievable when they’re mad. who knows if sunghoon belongs in that category?

“babe, i can’t leave my friends right now. they’re drunk and they need me—”

“my driver is outside the bar right now. he will take care of you girls.” he cuts through your words. it was obvious that he have no plans on hearing any complains from you.

“mina is not yet over—” you tried to argue once again, getting some terrible ideas at the back of your mind.

“i want you here in twenty minutes, y/n.” he growls, in a low and sexy tone. he doesn’t sound happy, he’s upset and angry for all you know, but your body couldn’t help but to feel heat just by thinking of something.

“it’s still early—”

“i hate repeating myself when i’m angry, love. just follow as i say.” and he ends the call.

your eyes remained on your phone, trying to process everything that just happened. he has never acted like this before. no matter what you do, he’s always trying to be the nicer on in the relationship and let it pass.

this suppose to be upsetting or bothers you, but it only get you all worked up. the way his voice drops a tone lower because he’s pissed off lingers inside your brain like a poison. he sounded so much sexier.

you quickly gathered your friends. it was a little struggle as mina completely refused, but you’re too eager to go meet your boyfriend now. looking forward on what’s about to unfold.

your friends’ complaints is your background music while you’re heading to sunghoon’s penthouse. his driver is as usual very quiet and after he informed you that he will be taking care of your friends.

once arrived at his place, your hands all sweaty and you can feel that you’re also wet down there in excitement. you stepped outside the elevator once arrived.

one of his helper greets you and after a small polite bow she smiles awkwardly. it was obvious something is not right. you gave her a small bow as well.

“mr. park’s waiting for you at his room.” she says while standing near you.

it seems like she's been standing there waiting for your arrival. the penthouse is the same, but the atmosphere is heavy.

“o-okay. thank you.” and you made your way to his room upstairs.

each steps your make, the harder your heart beats. the whole place is quiet that you can almost hear it. once you’re right outside his bedroom, you stopped and gulped. you know you have to calm yourself down despite the emotions going crazy inside you.

you knocked twice and there’s no response. you waited for a few more seconds and then reached for the doorknob. as you twist it, you figured it was unlocked.

slowly, you pushed over the door and the whole room is dim. the only source of light was the lampshade on his bedside.

sunghoon’s sat on his bed. legs manspread and half of his face is shadowed. his eyes finds you the moment you stepped in. your heart almost went up to your throat when you saw how darkly he’s staring at you. the tension is undeniable.

“hey, b-baby.” you tried greeting cheerfully and even smiled brightly at him.

he remained with a stern look on his face. you hesitated to step closer, but you did manage to close the door behind you.

the two of you are staring at each other for a while before he finally stood up. his tall built instantly intimidating you, head slightly craned upwards due to the height difference.

when he’s right in front of you, he reaches his hand and caress your chin gently. his eyes are dark and the soft, gentle, boyfriend you knew is nowhere to be found.

“h-hoon…” your lips trembles as you try to say something to somehow ease the tension.

“i’m sorry i went out—”

“shh.” he cuts through your words and kept staring at you. his eyes roamed on your face before it trailed down to your body. his hand reaches for your waist and he caress it gently.

he leans in and dropped a kiss on your lips. it was sweet and soft, just how he usually does it. but there’s something in his eyes that draws fear and excitement in you at the same time.

sunghoon’s eyes grew darker as he takes in your scent, realizing that not only that you’re wearing his favorite dress but also his favorite scent of you.

“you know that i love you, right?” he asks gently. and while your heart is beating fast, you nodded your head.

one of his hand raised and caress your chin, his thumb pressed on your lips while he’s maintaining that hot, dark stares on you. his other free hand starts unclasping his necktie.

“you know that i respect you, right?” he asks again.

you gave him a short nod. his jaw clenches before he heaved a sigh.

“good.” he lets go of your chin then his eyes grew a shade darker right after.

“because it might not seem like it for what i’m about to do to you.” he says that made shivers ran to your spine.

heat rushes to your face and to the aching space between your legs. heart thumping inside your ribcage, so hard that you’re afraid it may jumped outside.

“give me your hands.” he commands and with no words your hands lets of your purse. you offered it to them and using his necktie, he secures them together. tightly that you’re sure it will leave a mark.

he didn’t break eye-contact at first while he does that and as he’s finishing tying your hands together, he looked down and his mind almost went crazy seeing how his hands are a lot bigger than yours.

sunghoon loves you. he loves you very much that he’s afraid to lose you. after knowing how terribly you’ve been treated to your previous relationship, he figures that he should treat you the best way he can. he tries to be the understand and loving boyfriend he is, hoping that in return you’ll be behaving for him.

it seems like it won’t work that way, so he needs to make a move on it to ensure that you perfectly know who owns you. mentally, physically and emotionally.

he owns you. every inch of you. every smile, every laugh, every cry. you’re his as much as he is yours. there’s no leaving this after you lets him inside your life. and he will make sure of it.

“i think i’ve been too nice towards you, my love. that you started to forget the consequences of disobeying me.” his tone still low.

he made a last loop on the tie and he pulled the edge of each sides to tighten it.

“now, i need to punish you.”

you gulped, “y-you’re scaring me, hoon.” it is partly true, since this is totally a different side of him. but the excitement and thrill are much heavier than anything else. you wanted him to continue more than anything.

“oh, darling. you should be scared.” he uttered before giving your chin last gentle touch.

“now kneel down for me.” he commands and slowly you went down.

you ignored the slight pain since the floor is cold and hard, but all that is ignored once you get the view of him standing gloriously in front of you. the obvious dent to his pants makes you drool for his cock right away.

he unzip his pants then slowly takes out his hard cock. the length and thickness already making you feel hungry. the tip, red and full of precum, you knew it was also eager for you.

“let me use that mouth.” he gripped your hair and tugs it hardly before he slammed his dick inside with force, gagging you instantly.

that took you by surprise, eyes pooling with tears right away. there’s no way to escape or even push him away because your hands are tightly tied.

“too big, love? is my cock too big for that small mouth of yours?” he says with gritted teeth and continues thrusting his hips hardly.

you nodded, eyes tightly shut. “ugh,” you moaned that sent vibrations to his cock, adding to the pleasure.

“breath through your nose. find a way for you not to suffocate like how you still find a way to get out tonight even though i have asked you not to.” he says filled with anger.

“uggh,,” you tried opening your eyes to look at him and he’s brows are hardly furrowed. looking so sexy while still wearing his office attire.

“you can’t complain while having that mouth stuffed, eh? maybe i should stuff it with my cock all the time.” and he scoffed.

your eyes rolls at the back of your head while your pussy clenched on nothing. your panties are now soaked.

“what are you thinking going out looking like that? how dare you wear my favorite dress and let other guys see you like that? smelling like that? dancing like you’re some kind of slut.” he groans, and you knew he saw your story. which you may or may not posted on purpose.

“i’m close… fuck, your mouth is so hot.” he moaned heavily and his hips moves even faster, cock reaching the back of your throat making you gag even more. you’re a whole mess right now. hair messy, make up ruined because of the tears and saliva dripping out from your lips down to your neck and dress. it was so damn hot.

“look at me. open that god damn eyes.” he hissed that instantly made you obey. “you’re so pretty.” his grip on your hair tightens.

“so fucking pretty.” he added before he spits on your face. and your senses are heighten up even more.

the dream you’ve been thinking of is currently unfolding and you’re not even ready for it. it’s so much better than what you’ve been imagining. park sunghoon truly exceeds your expectation and standards. both inside and outside of the bed.

he shoots his cum inside your mouth and his heavy groans rings in your ears. it was like music for you. he slides in and out slowly, before he finally pulls out his mouth.

you exhales and a slight pain on your jaw because he’s big and due to his force.

“swallow everything.” he commands and the darkness in his stare remains.

you didn’t even have to be told twice. you’ll gonna do it even if he didn’t ask you.

“p-please,” your breathless and ruined.

“please, what?” his hand reaches for your face and he wiped off his spit, cum and your own saliva off from your face.

“p-please…” you started, “fuck me…”

sunghoon almost loses his mind having you beg and saying this towards him. he prompts his chin to the bed. “go on the bed. i want to fuck you dog-style.”

and with your weak knees you headed towards his huge bed then position yourself. sunghoon follows behind as he starts to remove his clothes. he removed your soaked panties and throw it away before dragging you on the edge of the bed.

your face flat on the sheets, hands useless at this point. mind going spiral and blank. all you can think of is how deep he can reach your insides and you’re already going crazy.

your breath hitched the moment you felt his hot tongue tasting your pussy. moaning and groaning, asking for more.

“you’re such a slut for getting wet while i shove a dick on your throat.” he uttered then he stood straight again.

“w-wait,” your neck cranes as you felt him rubbing the tip of his cock on your hole, raw.

“sunghoon, condom—”

“shut up.” he snarls at you. “i’m going to fucking breed you. get this tight pussy all filled up with my cum.” he added.

and you didn’t even have a chance to complain or say anything else, because the next thing that came out from your lips is your moan. sunghoon slammed his dick inside, hard and rough without even trying to prepare you.

it hurts and felt good at the same time.

“ack!” you whimpered when he smack you hard on your butt.

“fuck, so tight.” he groans and brows inching closer to each other as he watch his cock be sucked in by your core. the skin on the sides slightly stretches every time he pulls out and then slammed back inside.

“i own you,” he chants angrily. “i own every fucking inch of you, y/n.” he stated and all you can respond back is moans by how good he’s making you feel.

he leans in after another hard slap on your butt, then start placing love marks on your skin. sucking and biting, you’re so sure that you’ll be fully marked by him tomorrow.

“oh my god, sunghoon!” you screamed his name, eyes tightly shut when he started hitting all the right spot.

“that’s right, scream my name.” he scoffed and you obliged.

a few more slamming of his cock and you come undone, your cum coating his hard cock. your whole body shakes after reaching your high and sunghoon flips you easily. he took off the tie on your wrists then tries holding your weak body.

“ride me.” he commands and he lays on his bed this time.

your whimpered as he placed you on top of him. your frail and weak body, nearing its limit. his hand grips your neck as he make you face him.

“we’re not yet done.” he stated.

“i-i can’t anymore…”

he scoffed, “yes, you can. one more.” and he slides his dick back inside. your mouth opening at the sudden stretch.

“ughh,” you moaned and sunghoon started kissing you roughly.

he started slow and his lips travels down to your neck. his teeth buries on your skin, not enough for you to bleed, but surely enough to leave a mark.

“f-fuck, yes! you’re so big, hoon.” you moaned.

he grabs your wrists and placed it on both side of his head before his large hands grips your hips.

“and you’re going to take all of me.” he says and starts ramming you harder. fucking you dumb, with the main purpose of ruining you.

“you’re mine, all mine.” he whispered and your eyes rolled at the back of your head as both reaches climax.

your body trembles above him and both of you are a panting mess. his dick still inside you, sliding in and out slowly, as you both ride your high.

your head lays on his chest and he reaches on you, cupping your face. his gentleness is back and he moves your head so he can look in your eyes.

“you okay?” he asks, and you almost laugh in the way he asked that question, like as if he didn’t just fucked you roughly. if only you aren’t overstimulated and too tired.

“was it too much?” and he gently brush the hairs off from your face.

you smiled, shaking your head. “you’re amazing.”

he didn’t smiled, but instead he placed a warm kiss on your forehead. the two of you enjoys the silent and warmth of each other.

“i need to clean you up.” he states and tries to pull away, but you refused to move just yet.

“five more minutes.” you requested, despite feeling all sweaty and sticky.

he nods and just decided to enjoy the moment.

“i’m sorry that i went out today, baby.” you finally managed to say after catching your breath.

“hmm,” he hummed as answer.

“i’m not in birth control, hoon.” you informed him, and your stomach churns by thought of it.

he inhaled, you can feel him gently caress your back. “i know, my love.” and that was enough to ease your worry and snuggle to his chest even more before drifting to sleep.

sunghoon carries you to the bathroom while you’re half awake and cleaned you. then he does it for himself before you two cuddles to sleep with hearts beating in sync.

playboy best friend jungwon that can always make time for you. you need a ride somewhere? he will drop his plans for you. it doesn't matter if he's in a middle of a date or getting laid. he will leave anyone just so he can attend to you. he does not care even if he's about to enter someone's pussy, he will choose to pull his pants up and go straight to you.

playboy best friend jungwon that always has his hands on you. he acts like as if he will lose his mind if his skin are not on yours when you're together. his warm hands on your waist, small of your back, hands, neck, anywhere. as long as he can feel your warmth against his own skin.

playboy best friend jungwon that fights all his inner demons to take it easy on you even if all he wants is to take you here and then. he likes how innocent you are, but at the same time he dreams of corrupting you so bad.

playboy best friend jungwon that gets very jealous whenever he's not the center of your attention. "he's not good enough for you." he whispers on your ears that made you shiver. "you mean, jake? w-why? but he's your friend." you try arguing, feeling how his warm hands tightens on your waist. "exactly why i know he's not good enough for you." his eyes darkens as he leans closer, lips grazing the skin on your neck making you hitch your breath.

playboy best friend jungwon that makes you all flustered and hot all over your body. he makes you feel all these emotions you aren't familiar with. his nose touches yours, "i-is this okay, jungwon?" you asks a little warry, one night while he's hovering above you. his hot breath fanning on you making you slightly dizzy. "of course, baby." he answers back, sliding his warm hands inside your shirt. "are best friends allowed to do this?" you let out a soft whimper when his hands cupped your breasts.

playboy best friend jungwon that became unstoppable after your first make out session. he's suddenly more bolder with skin ship and doesn't hold back anymore. his lips finding yours whenever you two are alone together. he taught you have to properly kiss him and he can’t stop feeling riled up every time. his sweet angel is such a fast learner.

it was enough to make you feel hot, the space between your thighs starting to feel wet. there's really something with jake's vibe. his mischievous demeanor just adds to the thrill of playing fire with him.

this is definitely wrong, totally illegal. not only that you're sleeping with heeseung, but also with jake sim. also one of your brother's good friends. but what can you do? it already happened even before you can realize how messy things can get.

just by thinking of being caught by your brother already makes you feel dizzy and sick in the stomach, and yet you couldn't stop. even if you want to, you just can't.

having them both gives you different feeling. both are amazing in bed in their own ways.

if lee heeseung gives you butterflies inside your stomach whenever he's with you, with jake sim it felt like he's straight out gutting you from inside. like as if he took out your soul and stuffed someone very lustful back inside.

it felt more dangerous with him, because you may misunderstood his affection as genuine when in reality this is all just a game for him.

he's known as a notorious playboy around the campus and ranking as the top 1 person your brother kept warning you about.

once your bodies touched, he snakes his arms around your waist to pull you even closer. his big hands groping your ass making you let out a faint moan.

he chuckles sexily before leaning in for a kiss. you kissed back without hesitation as his hands continuous to roam around your body. the fear of being caught already thrown right outside your bedroom window.

the thought of being just a few steps of being caught made you feel aroused.

jake's luscious lips makes an erotic sound while kissing you hungrily. slipping his tongue inside, sucking and biting your lips.

"i can't stop thinking of you, baby..." he whispers in a low tone, groaning and whimpering after he pulls away from the kiss.

"my brother will look for you." it was suppose to sound like a warning for him.

he should be worried, but jake sim just grins naughtily before giving one of your cheeks one, long, and very wet stride of his hot tongue.

"taste so fucking good." he growls in gritted teeth before giving your butt one spank.

"ugh," you moaned that made his grin grew wider.

"you love that, huh?" he taunts. "you love being a slut for me." he added and one of his hand left your butt so he could grip your jaw.

your eyes stare at him with lust, mind going spiral. all thoughts leaving and the only remaining is to fucked hard by him. you want him. you want jake sim. you'll deal with your brother if he caught you.

he leans forward and places kisses on your neck without knowing his other friend was just enjoying that a few hours ago. the thought itself made you felt more high on lust.

"say it." he pulls away so he can look at your eyes properly. "say you love being a slut for my cock."

your jaw clenched hardly. unable to even process anything. all you can understand from what he said was the word 'cock'.

"i love being a slut f-for your cock..." you struggled as you say those words. he looked pleased after hearing what you said and places a kiss on your lips once.

"p-please..." you begged.

"please what, baby?" he asks teasingly making you feel frustrated. your brows furrowed and was about to talk when a knock on the door erupted.

the sudden knock snapped you out of trance. instantly your heart jumps from the ribcage and your face pales at the thought of your brother on the other side of the door.

you stared right at the door behind jake and waits for another knock, hoping you're just hearing things. jake cranes his neck and slightly looked over his shoulder.

the door knob jiggles. at first it was gentle and after realizing its locked, they knocked once again. it was quiet at first, both of you and jake stays still.

"y/n? it's me." a faint voice coming from outside says.

chills runs down to your body after hearing that voice. your eyes trails slowly from the door over to the guy in front of you. his grip on your hips tightens then his head tilts on the side before he faces you once again.

the grin on his face is back and his eyes still dark, but this time it's different.

"y/n?" the person outside calls out once again.

jake knew that voice. how can he not? it's one of his best friends, lee heeseung. and it only take a few seconds for him to patch everything together. he's a smart guy. he catches on things pretty quickly.

you gulped, suddenly nervous in front of him. your hold over him loosens and unconsciously you wiped off his wet kisses from your face. it was unintentional, out of instinct perhaps? supposedly it's not a big deal. but jake notices it.

"i n-need to send him away so you can leave after him." you stutter and tries to free yourself from jake, but his grip tightens to hold you on your place.

"no." his firm refusal makes your breath hitches.

"b-but heeseung—"

"i'm sure he can wait." he cuts in.

"my brother is downstairs, jake. let's not take this risk. he will go crazy—" he slams his hands on your lips to cover them that took you in surprise.

"you talk too much, it's making me more excited." he tilts his head calmly while staring right at your eyes.

"let me shut you up for a while as we wait for my dear best friend to leave, yeah?" and he places a kiss on your cheeks before forcing you down on your knees.

"suck my cock for me." he demands and started to pull his sweats down to take out his hard cock.

your mouth salivates at the sight of his erect dick. the veins and red tip made you forget about the man outside your room. the faint knocks he makes now muffled.

he placed it right in front of your face, staring darkly down at you. "spit on it, baby." he asks and you obliged. he stroked it a few times to coat his cock with your saliva.

you gulped, starting to feel hungry while staring at him doing all that. your hand raises and was about to hold it in replace for his, but he shoved them away making you look at him in confusion.

"i want to fuck your filthy mouth, baby." he whispers and after that he asks you to open your mouth.

jake starts fucking your mouth, slow at first while still looking down at you.

"eyes up here." he groans, hand taking a fistful on your hair to start guiding your head for rhythm.

when you look back at him, his eyes are still dark. a grin on his face and he bites his plump lips sexily.

jake's losing it while seeing you at this state. looking like a fucking slut, kneeled beneath him while his big cock shoved on your mouth. there's nowhere he desires to be at more than being here inside your bedroom. this is where he wants himself.

it was an unspoken rule between friends; not to mess with their siblings. your brother has always been very protective of you ever since. he still remembers the days he talks about you and jake didn't really gave too much care about it. it's not like he can grow interested over you. you're off limits.

but all hell break loose after meeting you. every rule, every warning from his friend jay forgotten. morals, critical thinking, gone. all he can think of is that he wants to have you. surely, he will and he have.

"that's right, suck this dick." he growls lowly while starting to fuck in your mouth harder.

a strip of saliva drips on the side of your mouth as you choke on his dick and you don't even mind. the way jake throws his head back, furrow his brows and moans makes it all worth it. his arms flexes as it grips your hair even tighter.

"you look beautiful like this, baby. mouth full of my cock, tears on your beautiful eyes while gagging on it." he moans, face contorting out of pleasure. and the view of his pleasured face is unexplainable, jake sim looked so hot.

"so good," he groans, "so damn good."

you start seeing stars at the back of your eyes when he pounds on you even harder. his cock thickens and the way he's breathing heavily tells you he's already about to cum.

"here you are insisting that you're scared about your brother finding out and yet you're sucking me off so good." his tone filled with a hint of bitterness in them.

"ugh," you moaned sending vibrations to his throbbing dick, sending jake more pleasure he almost lost his mind.

"that's right, take me like the slut you are." he says, panting. "your brother kept on warning you about dating men like me when in reality he should be warning guys about you." his grip on your hair tightens.

"with that pretty face, guys will no doubt start to be obsessed they might actually go crazy." he scoffed.

"fuck, i'm close..."

and in a few more thrust, you felt his cum shooting at the back of your throat. you hummed, making him whimper lowly. he pulls out and lifts your head more.

"swallow everything." his eyes turns darker as he demands it to you.

without hesitation, you follow as you told keeping eye contact with jake and the moment those lips opens to show him that not even a drop remained, his mind went spiral.

he yanked your body to stand up and crashes his lips on yours. his kisses are always wet and hungry. he likes it very messy. he moans in your lips and after a few more kisses, he leans away.

"you should sleep. jay will start losing his mind if he notices i was gone too long." he caress your cheeks gently, far from how he bury his cock on your mouth moments ago.

he smiles before exiting your room quietly. jake's hand remains on the knob of your door and stare at it for a while then headed to the stairs.

his steps halts at the sight of someone leaning over the wall. his hands both inside his pocket and his head hangs low, before slowly it lifts to look at jake.

the latter smirks at the sight of lee heeseung's serious eyes. he have an idea he already know about your little secret that he also found out tonight.

"what the fuck are you doing inside y/n's room?" he confronts straight to the point.

jake halt a few steps away from his friend. their eyes staring at each other like as if challenging one another.

"we both know you would've been there if i didn't lock the door." he tilts his head, a hint of sarcasm laces his tone.

heeseung didn't like it one bit. his mind is lost, confused and he's slowly growing furious after he realized what's going on behind your bedroom door. your brother may not notice jake's sudden disappearance, but he did. when he went around to look for him and failed, a gut feeling hits him that he's inside your bedroom.

and he was not wrong. he almost lose his shit when you didn't even answer the door for him.

he takes a few strides and once jake's on his reach, he gripped him by the collar while clenching his jaw hardly. the playful grin on jake's face remains, taunting.

"stop playing your games with y/n, jake. that's totally wrong." his eyes pierced right at him.

jake's eyes darkens and his grin grew but this time there's no humor on it. no playfulness, only a hint of danger.

"you are no different with me. we're both fucking our best friend's little sister." they stared at each other with clenching jaws. heeseung's gripping him hardly on the collar while jake's fist is balled tightly.

none of them talked for a while until someone did.

"you two are fucking who?" his low voice echoes between the two guys and they snapped their heads at the side.

there stood park sunghoon, in his usual black shirt that stretched to his broad shoulders paired with his grey sweatpants. his expression mixed with pure confusion and betrayal while looking at them both with hardly furrowed brows.

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