he wasn’t used to attention. he liked keeping his head down, blending in, quietly doing his job.

until you walked into his classroom.

you weren’t even late - you arrived perfectly on time but he still froze mid-sentence when he saw you. it wasn’t dramatic, just a tiny pause, a flicker of surprise behind his glasses. you smiled politely and took your seat, but sunghoon had already lost his train of thought.

for the next few weeks, sunghoon was a mystery.

he wasn’t cold, just shy. when he handed back assignments, he’d slide them onto your desk a little too quickly.

when he answered your questions after class, he’d push up his glasses and avoid eye contact for the first few seconds, his voice quiet but gentle.

one evening, after a long lab session, you noticed he was packing up slowly, stealing glances your way as if he wanted to say something but couldn’t quite find the courage.

'sir,' you said softly

he nearly dropped the stack of papers in his hands. 'y-yes?'

'are you okay?'

he nodded too fast, 'yeah- yes. i mean… i was wondering…' his voice got smaller. 'did you… need help with anything?'

you smiled. 'actually, i stayed to ask you about something.'

his eyes flicked up, nervous and curious all at once. 'oh- of course. what did you want to ask?”

you hesitated - not because you didn’t know, but because he looked so anxious that you didn’t want to overwhelm him. you set your bag down and leaned lightly against the desk.

'it’s about the experiment from last week,' you say. ' i think i messed up the calculations. i didn’t want to email it. i kind of wanted to hear it from you.'

sunghoon blinks, then relaxes just a little. talking about physics was familiar territory. safe.

'ah. i can help,' he said, and his voice steadied. 'do you want to sit? we can go through it together.”

you both moved to one of the front lab tables. he sat a respectful distance away, hands folded too neatly in his lap as if he was afraid of taking up space.

when you opened your notebook, he leaned in to look - but stopped halfway, realizing how close he’d be. his cheeks flushed and he adjusted his glasses instead.

'you can look,” you say, smiling. 'i don’t mind.'

he swallowed softly. 'r-right. sorry.'

but he leaned in this time, slowly, like he was testing gravity itself.

as he explained the formula, pointing at your handwriting with a soft, careful gesture, his shoulder brushed yours - just barely. you felt him stiffen instantly.

'sorry-'

'it’s okay,' you whisper.

sunghoon’s breath hitched and he focused intensely on the equation, as if the numbers could save him from the warmth spreading across his face.

'you actually did everything right,' he says after a moment. 'your reasoning is solid. you just… don’t trust yourself. '

he closes your notebook gently, his fingers lingering on the cover for a second before he realizes and pulls his hand back.

he clears his throat, trying to steady himself, though the tips of his ears are already turning pink.

'so… um… what else did you want to ask?' he asks.

you can tell he’s trying to sound casual, but his voice gives him away - nervous. like he knows the question you stayed behind for isn’t really about physics.

you tap your pen against the table, considering your words. his eyes follow the movement, then flick back up to your face before looking away.

‘well…’ you begin, leaning in a bit closer, ‘this one isn’t exactly about class.’

sunghoon visibly tenses - not in fear, just in that shy startled way he always reacts around you. he straightens his posture, fidgets with his glasses, then drops his hands in his lap because he doesn’t know what to do with them.

he swallows, ‘oh, um that’s okay. you can… ask anything.’

you smile, teasing lightly, ‘are you sure? anything?’

‘well- within reason. i mean yes. i’m listening.’

you take a breath, watching him. he seems so nervous, like he’s bracing for something he can’t predict.

“it’s just…’ you say, letting your voice drop a little, ‘i’ve noticed you get flustered around me. more than you do with other students.’

his shoulders go rigid, and his breath halts. for a split second, he forgets to blink.

‘i- what?’ he whispers.

you tilt your head, amused by how adorably transparent he is. ‘you do,’ you say gently. ‘your voice gets quiet, avoid eye contact and sometimes…’ you let your fingers rest lightly on the table, close to his. ‘sometimes you blush.’

‘i- don’t i wasn’t, i mean it’s not on purpose.’ he inhales sharply.

‘i didn’t say it was.’ you murmur.

he finally dares to look up at you, eyes soft and unsure.

‘then.. why are you asking.’ he says.

you lean in the slightest bit close enough for him to feel your warmth.

‘i want to know what it means.’ you say, voice low and steady.

sunghoon isn’t breathing. he isn’t moving. he’s just looking at you, as if the floor has vanished beneath him and he’s floating.

waiting for gravity to return.

you make the first move hoping he doesn’t feel uncomfortable, by touching his hand and when you see him relax a bit, you intertwine your fingers.

his eyes don’t leave your face, him hoping he’s not dreaming.

very slowly, you move closer so your shoulders touch and rest your head on his shoulder, trying to take in his scent. like vanilla and coffee. addicting.

his shoulder tenses for a moment when your head settles there just a tiny hitch of surprise - then he melts. you feel it happen. like every part of him has decided, finally, to stop running from whatever this is.

‘you can’t just… do that to me, ‘he whispers, voice barely audible. ‘i am not used to someone being this close.’

you shift just enough for your cheek to brush the side of his neck. his breath stutters, warm against your hair.

'then let me be the exception,' you murmur.

sunghoon closes his eyes for a moment. when he opens them again, something in them is unguarded - fragile and wanting. his free hand lifts hesitantly, hovering over your thigh as if unsure he’s allowed to touch.

after a long second, he lets his fingers rest there, so gently you can feel the tremble in them.

‘is… is this okay?’ he asks, eyes flicking up to yours like he’s afraid of the answer.

you curl your fingers around his to reassure him. 'it’s more than okay.'

he swallows, throat bobbing, and leans the slightest bit closer. his nose brushes your hair - accidental at first, then deliberate as he breathes in softly, like you’re something he’s been trying not to want.

'you’re really going to be the end of me,' he murmurs. 'you look at me like that and my brain just… stops.'

you smile faintly, lifting your chin until your lips hover near the edge of his jaw. the butterfly-light graze of your breath makes him inhale sharply, almost a gasp he tries (and fails) to hide.

'maybe thinking isn’t what you need right now,' you whisper.

his hand on your thigh tightens - not bold or rough just desperate need to keep you close. his other hand slides up, hesitating along your waist before resting there like he’s afraid you might disappear if he touches too firmly.

then his forehead lowers to yours, slow and careful, your breaths mingling.

'if you don’t want this…' he whispers, voice trembling, 'tell me to stop. because if i move any closer, i don’t know if I’ll trust myself to pull back.'

you don’t tell him to stop.

your lips are mere breaths apart, his eyelashes fluttering with nerves, his hands unsure but aching to hold you.

and when you stay exactly where you are, his resolve crumbles in the gentlest way.

he cups your waist a little firmer, guiding you closer, his breath shaky against your lips. when he finally leans in, his kiss is cautious at first, testing, like he’s learning you by touch alone.

but the moment you kiss him back, his breath hitches, and his hand rises to cradle the back of your neck, thumb brushing your skin with a kind of shaky devotion.

when he pulls away just a fraction, he’s breathless.

'i am… trying to be careful,' he murmurs, voice rough with emotion he can’t hide. 'don’t want to rush you.'

you slide your hand up his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath your palm.

'sunghoon,' you whisper, 'i don’t want you to rush. i just want you close.'

his eyes darken - not with lust alone, but with a deeper fire, a tension that has been quietly hiding beneath his shyness for week.

he rises slowly, like any sudden movement might break the fragile quiet between you. he doesn’t let go of your hand. his thumb glides over your knuckles in a slow, almost absentminded stroke, as if the simple contact steadies him.

'come with me,' he says, voice quiet but certain in a way you’ve never heard from him.

you let him lead you, out of the lab, down the dim hallway where the night has already settled in. his hand stays on yours the whole walk, warm and trembling slightly, like he still can’t believe you’re actually following him.

when he reaches his office, he hesitates with the key in the lock, glancing back at you as if checking - just to be sure, that you want to be here. you step a little closer in answer.

the door swings open.

you step inside first. the small room is soft in the low light, smelling faintly of paper and the coffee he always forgets to finish. sunghoon lingers just behind you, unsure if he should close the door or if that’s your choice.

so you make it for him.

you wrap your fingers around the handle and gently click the door shut.

the sound is quiet, but the air shifts instantly. its warm, close and charged in the way that happens only when two people who have been circling each other for far too long finally find themselves alone.

sunghoon’s breath catches. he looks at you like he’s not sure if he should speak first or reach for you or simply stand there and try to steady the pounding of his own heart.

'y- you… locked it,' he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper.

you step closer, soft enough not to startle him, close enough that his breath mingles with yours.

'i wanted privacy,' you say.

his ears turn pink. his fingers flex at his sides like he’s fighting the urge to reach out again.

'only if you’re sure,' he says, timid but hopeful.

your smile lingers, drawing him in like a gentle pull. he steps forward hesitantly, his hand finally lifting to brush against your arm, fingers trembling just a little as they trace the curve of your elbow.

'i am sure,' you whisper back, your voice a soft caress in the quiet room. the air between you thickens, charged with unspoken wants.

sunghoon's eyes flicker down to your lips, then back up, searching your gaze for any sign of doubt. finding none, he closes the distance, his free hand cupping your cheek with a tenderness that makes your heart stutter. his thumb strokes your skin, light and reverent, as if you're something precious he fears breaking.

'i have wanted this,' he admits, his breath warm against your mouth. 'for so long.'

you tilt your head, closing the gap, and press your lips to his in a kiss that's slow and exploratory. he responds instantly, a soft sigh escaping him as his mouth moves against yours, tentative at first, then deepening with a quiet hunger.

his fingers slide into your hair, holding you close without pulling, just anchoring himself to the moment.

the kiss breaks only when you both need air, and he rests his forehead against yours, eyes half-lidded and shining with emotion.

'tell me what you want,' he murmurs, voice husky now, laced with vulnerability. 'i don't want to rush... but i want to make you feel everything.'

your breath hitches against his lips, the tenderness of the moment shifting as desire surges through you. you pull back just enough to meet his wide eyes, your hand sliding down his chest to grip his shirt, tugging him closer.

'i want you to fuck me hard,' you say, the words tumbling out raw and direct, your voice laced with need. 'right now. don't hold back.'

sunghoon's breath stutters, his pupils dilating as shock and heat flood his face. his hands tighten on you - one in your hair, the other dropping to your waist, fingers digging in with sudden urgency. he searches your eyes for a beat, a low groan escaping his throat.

'god, yes,' he rasps, his shyness cracking under the weight of his own want.

you land against the sofa, and sunghoon doesn't hesitate - he leans into you, pushing you down into the cushions with a controlled urgency.

his lips break from yours only to trail hot, open-mouthed kisses down your neck, teeth grazing your skin as his hands roam your sides, bunching up your shirt to expose your stomach.

he pauses there, breathing heavily against you, his fingers trembling slightly as they hook into the waistband of your pants.

but then, something shifts in him. instead of climbing over you, sunghoon sinks to his knees on the floor beside the bed, his wide eyes locking onto yours with raw hunger.

his hands slide up your thighs, parting them gently at first, then with more insistence as he tugs your pants down, exposing your panties. he leans in, nuzzling his face against the damp fabric, inhaling deeply like he's savoring a forbidden scent.

'you're so beautiful,' he murmurs, voice husky and broken, his shyness melting into devotion. his fingers hook into the sides of your panties, pulling them aside slowly, deliberately, before he presses his mouth to your inner thigh, kissing and licking a path upward.

when his tongue finally flattens against your pussy, lapping at your folds with long, worshipful strokes, a shiver runs through you.

he groans into you, the vibration sending sparks up your spine. sunghoon's hands grip your hips, holding you steady as he devours you sucking on your clit with gentle pulls at first, then harder, his tongue delving inside you, tasting every inch.

he's on his knees like he's praying, his body arched forward, cock straining against his pants as he focuses entirely on your pleasure.

he worships you with his mouth, alternating between broad licks that cover your entire slit and pointed flicks against your swollen nub, his breaths coming in ragged pants between each assault.

the intensity builds fast, your body arching off the bed as heat coils tight in your core. you thread your fingers through his hair, pulling him closer, grinding against his face.

'sunghoon,' you gasp, he responds by sucking harder, one hand sliding up to pinch and roll your nipple through your shirt, the dual assault pushing you closer to the edge.

your moans grow louder, raw and desperate, his name spilling from your lips again and again as waves of pleasure crash over you.

he doesn't stop, his tongue thrusting inside you while his thumb circles your clit, drawing out every tremor until you're shaking, coming undone on his mouth with a cry that echoes in the room.

only then does he pull back slightly, lips glistening, eyes dark with need as he looks up at you from his knees. 'tell me what else you want baby,' he whispers, voice thick with desire.

your chest heaves as you catch your breath, body still tingling from the aftershocks of your release.

sunghoon's gaze burns into you from below, his lips shiny with your arousal, a faint flush creeping up his neck despite the boldness in his eyes.

he's still kneeling, hands resting on your thighs, thumbs tracing slow circles that make your skin prickle.

'i want you inside me,' you breathe, voice rough from moaning his name. 'now, sunghoon. fuck me like you mean it.'

his eyes widen for a split second, that shy flicker returning, but it's quickly drowned out by the heat surging through him.

he rises slowly, almost reverently, his fingers fumbling with his belt as he stands between your legs. the clink of metal echoes in the quiet room, followed by the zipper's rasp.

he shoves his pants and boxers down just enough to free his cock - hard, thick and already leaking at the tip, veins pulsing with need.

sunghoon pauses, hand wrapping around his length, stroking once as he watches you with that mix of awe and hunger.

‘are you sure baby?’ he asks, voice low and tentative, even now, like he's afraid this is all a dream he'll wake from.

you nod, reaching for him, your hand joining his on his shaft, guiding him closer. 'yes. don't make me wait.'

he groans at your touch, hips jerking forward involuntarily. he positions himself at your entrance, pushing in slowly at first, inch by inch, his breath hitching as your walls clench around him.

he stretches you perfectly, and you both let out shaky exhales as he shifts closer to you.

for a moment, his forehead rests against yours. his hands brace on either side of you, arms trembling slightly - that shyness peeking through in the way he bites his lip, holding back.

but you don't want gentle. you wrap your legs around his waist, nails digging into his back to pull him deeper. 'harder,' you demand.

that breaks him. he groans, pulling back almost all the way out before he slams back in hard. he sets a punishing rhythm immediately, hips snapping against yours, cock driving deep with every thrust.

the sofa creaks under the assault, your bodies slapping together wetly as he pounds into you.

his shyness dissolves into pure instinct as his mouth finds your neck, sucking marks into your skin while one hand grips your hip, angling you to take him even deeper.

'so good,' he pants against your throat, voice wrecked. 'you feel... fuck, so tight around me.' it was hot to see him like this, just for you.

the pleasure builds again as your pussy flutters around his length. you arch into him, meeting every thrust, your hands clutching his shoulders.

his name becomes a chant, spilling out louder with each brutal drive of his cock, your control shattering once more under the intensity.

he responds to your cries by fucking you harder, his free hand sliding between your bodies to rub your clit in tight circles, the added friction making stars burst behind your eyelids.

sweat slicks your skin where you connect, his breaths coming in harsh grunts as he chases his own release, but he holds on, determined to drag you under first.

your orgasm hits, walls clamping his thick cock as your arms lock around his neck, body shuddering hard.

his orgasm comes seconds later and he collapses onto you, both of you panting, his weight a comforting press as he nuzzles into your shoulder.

after a beat, he lifts his head, eyes soft now, that shy smile tugging at his lips. 'was that... okay?' he murmurs, brushing a strand of hair from your face, still half-hard inside you.

{ this is pure fiction.}

Pairing: Yeonjun x reader x Beomgyu warnings: cheating, unprotected sex (don’t do this shit in real life ppl), smut, choking, praising, threesome'

longest smut ever but enjoyy 😏

It was clear from the way Beomgyu always stared—the lingering glances from across the room, the way his eyes darkened when I caught him, the smirk that played on his lips when I looked away. But I had to stay loyal to Yeonjun, my boyfriend.

—————

I had been working on an assignment for the past few hours. I had almost finished it, until I heard a knock on my door. It was probably Yeonjun.

I got up from my table, excited to see my boyfriend.. but right there was Choi Beomgyu standing in front of me.

“Hi sweetheart, is Yeonjun there?” He asks, leaning on the wall, his voice soft and sweet. I could barely get myself look him in the eye, I had always been nervous around him.

“He isn’t here. Why?” I say, trying to look anywhere but his eyes. His hand comes to rest on my chin making me look at him.

“Finally, there you go. Is it so hard to look at me, darling?” He flirts openly, as if I’m not taken.

“I’ve a boyfriend.” I say, moving away from him. He smirks at my actions, following me in the apartment.

“Oh I know you do. Your boyfriend is my best friend.”

“Gyu, why’re you coming closer?” I ask, as he pins me to the wall caging me between his arms. Our eyes finally lock as his hand rests on my neck. All the tension since years was coming back.

“You look prettier than the last time I saw you.” He says, his lips coming closer to mine.

“Gyu, we can’t do this. This is cheating.” I say, placing my hand on his lips. His hand holds my hand before he lifts me in his arms.

“I can’t hold myself back in front of you anymore.” He says, resting his forehead on mine.

“Please give me permission. I want to do everything to you… Let me show you, baby.” He says, his breathing faster as he places a kiss on my forehead. I look up at his darkened eyes, ready to take me. Slowly, I nod. This was so wrong. But I wanted him. And he wanted me.

He gently placed me on the bed, eyeing my whole body. I was just in my home clothes, which made me feel a bit insecure. His face came closer as he unbuttoned his shirt, making eye contact.

His hand gently caressed my skin, touching my waist as if I was some goddess and he was worshipping me. He came closer, finally closing the gap between us. His lips felt perfect on mine, like they were made for me. They tasted so sweet, making me want more of him.

I wrap my legs around his torso, as he starts marking along my neck, down to my stomach. He slowly lifts my shirt, looking up at me before attaching his lips with my nipples.

“Fuck- I need you Gyu.” I say, looking down at him. His lips were still kissing along my breasts.

“Tell me where you need me, baby.” He said, coming up to my face.

I pull him closer, slowly biting his bottom lip before kissing him hard. His hand comes down to hold my throat as he kisses me back.

“I need you, Gyu. So bad, please fuck me.” I say, his eyes darken at my request.

“Oh I will fuck you. But before that I need to taste you, darling.” He says, roughly dragging my hips upwards. He quickly takes off my shorts along with my panties, discarding them on the floor.

“So pretty, just for me.” He says, before placing a kiss on my clit. His tongue slowly enters me as he starts going in an up and down motion, making me grip his hair. He groans, sending a shiver down my body.

“Beomgyu? Y/n?” I hear a voice in the background. Yeonjun’s voice. He’s here, right in this room. Watching us.

“Jun, I’m-.”

“Oh there you are. We were waiting for you.” Beomgyu smirks. What?

I didn’t see a glimpse of anger on Yeonjun’s face. Instead, he sits down at the edge of the bed, looking at me.

“You’re having fun without me, baby?” He asks, almost smiling. He should be mad, but instead he’s so chill about it.

“Go on, don’t stop Gyu. Let me see how much my girl likes it.” He says, winking at me.

I almost scream, as Beomgyu buried his head back in my thighs. His tongue back on my clit, with his fingers going in and out of me, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. He eats me out until he’s satisfied and the whole time Yeonjun watches me.

“Fuck- Gyu. I’m gonna come.” I say, my hands roughly gripping his hair.

Suddenly, I feel something on my wrists. I open my eyes to see Yeonjun tying my hands to the bed frame. He had taken off his shirt, as he sits down next to Gyu, who wipes his mouth with my cum.

"You wanna taste yourself sweetheart?" Beomgyu's fingers enter my mouth, as I suck off my own cum.

Silence fills the room, as I look up at both of them. Their intense gazes made me feel exposed. But, they had already seen everything.

"I love you so much." Yeonjun says, placing a peck on my lips. His hands hold my thighs, as Beomgyu takes off his pants.

"Should I fuck you first?" Beomgyu asks, his hand coming down to hold my throat. I couldn't help but take a taste of his sweet lips again.

He chuckles at my neediness, kissing me back. As his tongue enters my mouth, Yeonjun starts circling his finger on my clit.

"Jun- ah stop. Please fuck me." I say, my hands being unable to hold anyone.

Finally, Beomgyu pulls me forward. His cock pressing against my clit, he rubs it up and down my slit. "You like this baby?" I hear Yeonjun. I nod, tears almost forming in my eyes.

Beomgyu slowly enters me, making sure I take all of it. His long length barely fits, but he thrusts forward his cock deliciously hitting the back of my cervix. My brain had already turned off long ago. I was just there to enjoy the pleasure they both were bringing me.

He finally starts thrusting forward, faster. The sound of his thrusts and grunts filling the room. Yeonjun slowly and teasingly continues to rub circles on my clit. My head falls back and I close my eyes. Jun's other hand massages my breasts, as Beomgyu speeds up, his cock already hitting against my g-spot. I cry out, tears rolling down my face. Yeonjun wipes them, kissing along my cheek.

“You love this so much, don’t you my pretty girl?” Yeonjun asks, his lips on my breasts. I'm unable to say or react to his words, lost in the pleasure.

“You gonna cum, sweetheart? Fuck- you feel so good.” Beomgyu grunts out, his hands holding my waist. His thumb massages my clit, as I feel the orgasm coming. My body shakes and my head falls back, as Beomgyu comes up to kiss me.

Yeonjun unties my hands, before pulling me in his lap. I face Beomgyu now as Yeonjun's hand continues to rub my clit.

Beomgyu comes closer, his tongue coming out to wet my lips. His fingers feel my body, and he places kisses along my collarbone.

“Can I mark her, Jun?” Beomgyu asks, looking behind me.

“Ask her if she’d like it. To be marked by another man.” Yeonjun says. I could tell he was smirking.

Gyu looks at me, “Can I baby?”

“Come here Gyu.” I pull him closer, being a little bold, leaving my lipstick marks on his neck. I kiss along his jaw, he had a prettier body than most men.

Beomgyu throws his head back, allowing me access to mark along his chest and collarbones. Half of his body filled with my lipstick marks.

Suddenly, I gasp as Yeonjun’s cock enters me, his hands on my waist. I completely forgot I was still on his lap. I hold onto his thighs, as Beomgyu comes closer to my face.

I move my hips along with Yeonjun’s thrusts as I feel Gyu’s lips back on my breasts, kissing everywhere. He placed wet kisses on my jaw down to my throat. I held onto his shoulders and continued to bounce on Yeonjun’s cock.

“You like this, sweetheart? Being fucked by your boyfriend, while I kiss your body?” Beomgyu asks, keeping eye contact.

He watches me as I try to keep my eyes open, almost crying out from the pleasure.

“It feels so good, Gyu.” I manage to say, as Yeonjun’s thrusts speed up. His cock hitting all the right places, which made me hold onto Beomgyu.

Beomgyu’s hand held onto my hair, as he roughly connected our lips. I kiss him back, my hands roaming on his chest. I never know if I’ll be able to do this again.

I held onto my breasts when I felt Gyu’s tongue on my clit. Yeonjun’s thrusts had finally slowed down, he was reaching his high. The pleasure had doubled as I slowly rode his cock while Beomgyu’s tongue stayed on my clit, making figures of eight.

Soon, I collapsed on Yeonjun’s chest after chasing my high. “Let’s get you cleaned up, baby.” I heard Yeonjun say, as he pulled into his arms.

(A few hours later)

“Did you enjoy, my love?” Yeonjun says, as we lay down in our bed. He had cleaned up the bed and helped me shower.

“Was that planned?” I ask, looking over at him.

“I know Beomgyu likes you. I had a feeling he’d like this. And we always wanted to try a threesome.” He says, wrapping his arms around me.

Beomgyu had left soon after. Yeonjun had told him to leave, so we could have our private time.

But later that night, Gyu had texted me saying “You’re also mine now, sweetheart.”

pairing: mingi x reader description: smut

It was around midnight when I heard my doorbell ring. Excitedly, I opened the door to find Mingi with his suitcase. He was wearing a grey hoodie with cargo pants, the ones I had bought for him.

He pulls me in his arms, "I missed you so much baby."

"I missed you too." I say, pulling him inside my apartment. We stay in our hug for a few seconds before sitting down on the sofa.

"Oh wait, I brought something for you." He says, getting up and opening his suitcase. He takes out a big bag, handing it to me.

"What's all this?" I ask, staring at the gifts he got me. There were perfumes, 2 branded bags and some lipsticks.

"Just something I bought in LA, the boys and I were at a mall so I decided to buy something for my darling." He says, pecking my cheek.

"Thank you, baby." I say, hugging him again. "Are you hungry, should I make something?" I ask, helping him take out his clothes.

"No, it’s fine babe. It's already late, you should sleep.” He says, taking off his shirt. My eyes travel down to his abs, was it necessary to take it off right now?

Mingi noticed my staring, his lips form into a smirk, “I need to take a shower. I’ll be back.” He says before disappearing into the bathroom.

I lay down on the bed and start reading a book because my sleepy-ness was long gone. Seeing Mingi again had made me really excited.

I heard the bathroom door open as he stepped into the bedroom. His bare chest was in view with his black shorts. He looked too hot. He sat down on the edge of the bed, using a towel to dry his hair.

He settled into the bed, pulling me in his chest. He had become quite buff after gymming consistently with San. His arms wrapped around my waist as he placed soft kisses on my neck.

"Aren't you tired?" I ask.

He shakes his head, "I'm not tired anymore, after seeing you."

"Really?" I ask, before settling on his lap. I missed this. His arms wrap around my waist as I take a lipstick from my bedside table. I really wanted to try this since he was on tour.

His eyes watch intently as I apply the lipstick, his smirk widens even more. "That color looks pretty on you." He mutters out before I place my lips on his, one of his hands moving to grasp the nape of my neck, pulling me closer.

He groans softly when I start kissing along his jaw and neck. He tilts his head back to give me better access, his eyes closing.

I connect my lips with his, his tongue quickly entering my mouth, exploring it slowly. He pulls me flush against his chest, his hands grasping at my body desperately. Like he wanted me as close as possible.

"Mmm, you’re going to drive me insane." Mingi says between kisses, as I grind onto his crotch. He pulls me impossibly close, his hands gripping firmly on my hips, not letting me move from this position.

I place a few kisses along his collarbones and chest, covering him in lipstick marks. “Should I take a picture? You can see this when you miss me on tour next time.” I say.

He smirks, “That’d be nice.” He say, handing me his phone. I click a few pics, making sure I get all the marks I left on his skin in the frame. His hands hold my hips, “Can I make love to you now?” He asks, leaving kisses along my jaw.

I hum, lifting my head up to give him more access. He marks my neck, taking his sweet time. Finally, he helps me take off my shirt and his hands caress my skin. He gently touches along my back down to my waist, "I miss you every time, baby. But being away from you makes me realise how important and special you're to me. I love you so much." He says pulling me in his chest.

"I love you more, Mingi." I smile at his sweet words. But his actions are the opposite of sweet. His hands plays with the waistband of my panties, as he waits for my permission. I nod and he rips it off making me gasp. He has done this before, but each time I get shocked.

I straddle his thighs again, kissing him. His hands stay on my hips as I hold onto his shoulders. He slowly enters me, "Oh fuck I missed this." He curses. He holds my waist as I start moving my hips.

I hold onto his neck as he closes his eyes and rests his head on the headboard. I try to make it enjoyable for him, as he worked so hard during tour.

I circle my hips, making him groan. His lips wrap around my nipple and he starts marking my chest. Soon, he flips us over his hands staying on my waist as he roughly enters me again. His finger enters my mouth, I suck onto it and look at his reaction. His eyes had darkened and his thrusts were faster.

[this is pure fiction.]

description: office romance, smut

There was sunlight shining on Joshua’s pretty face. He was in a deep sleep and didn’t even wake up when I touched his cheek. I slowly got up from my bed, careful not to wake him and made my way towards the bathroom. It was already 11am when I came out of the shower. I decided to make some pancakes for breakfast and as I got started in the kitchen, I could hear Joshua get out of bed. He was probably folding the sheets. He came out of the room with a smile on his face, “Good morning, Y/n.” I smiled back, “Morning, Shua.” I said as he came and hugged me from behind, his arms wrapping around my waist. He rested his face on my shoulder, “Are you making pancakes?” He asks. I nod, “I’m almost done. Have a seat.” I serve him a plate with three pancakes and maple syrup. “How is it?” I ask, as he takes a bite. He nods and his eyes lit up, “It’s really good. I haven’t had homemade food in a long time.” I join him at the table and we start talking about how to spend the day. He suggests we go shopping together and then dinner as it’s the weekend. {…}

Joshua and I had decided to meet later at the mall as it was near my house. He didn’t have his clothes so he’d left to change his clothes at his house. It was early evening, I reached the mall and found Joshua waiting for me at the taxi stand with flowers in his hands. A cute and small bouquet. “These are for you, Y/n.” He says, my stomach swarmed with butterflies because of him.

I accept the flowers and keep them in my hand as we walk around the mall together. He holds my other hand and brings me inside a store. An expensive store. He asks me to choose anything I like. “This bag looks cute.” I say, pointing at a small white bag. “Let’s buy that then.” He says, taking out his wallet.

“I only said it’s looks cute, we don’t actually have to buy it Shua.” I say. He forcefully buys the expensive bag, even though I tell him it’s not necessary. We visit a few other shops and I try not to point at things otherwise Joshua instantly wants to buy it.

Two hours later, we arrive at a Japanese restaurant not far from the mall. We both order ramen and sit at the outdoor part of the restaurant which is facing the sea.

The sunset view was amazing. We take pictures together and separately to post online later. After dinner, we sit down at the beach just outside the restaurant.

“Y/n, I want to tell you something. I haven’t dated anyone for years but as I got to spend time with you, I realised I really like you. You’re the most kind and beautiful woman I’ve ever met and I want to keep spending more time with you. So will you please be my girlfriend?” He says, his hands holding onto mine.

I smile at his words, “Shua, I like you too. I’ve liked you since I first saw you. Of course, I’ll be your girlfriend.”

He places lips on mine, I wrap my arms around his neck as I deepen the kiss. His hands holds onto my waist, “I can’t wait to take you home, baby.”

A few months later... 😏

We had been dating for almost 4 months now and tried our best to hide it from our colleagues. Only my best friend Sophie knew about us.

It was another Friday evening, everyone was leaving work early to go home to their family or go out with friends. I looked at Joshua, who was a sitting a few tables away from me still typing on his computer.

I guess I'd to wait for Joshua to finish as we were going out for dinner. I packed my bag and got up from my seat to ask Joshua when he'd be done with his work.

"I'm almost done, baby." He says, suddenly pulling me into his lap. He continues typing an email as I hold onto his shirt. Looking at his serious face while he was working made me feel hot. He looked so handsome, as always.

I couldn't help but press a kiss on his neck. He smiled as I placed more kisses on his jaw. He stopped typing and wrapped his arms around my waist, "You wanna do it here, Y/n?" He asked, making eye contact with me.

"What if someone sees us?" I ask, pouting.

"No one will see us. Everyone's gone home baby." He says, connecting his lips with me. My arms naturally wrap around his neck as I sit on his lap properly, straddling his thighs.

He lifts me up and places me on his desk, his body between my legs. His evident boner rubbing against me as we continue the passionate kiss. "I need to taste you baby." He says, his hand slides into my hair. He starts kissing on my neck down to my clothed stomach.

I was wearing a formal black dress, making it easier for him to take off my panties. He got down on his knees and pressed his thumb on my clit making me gasp. The hickeys on my thighs he had given a few weeks back had faded, so he started marking them again making me hold onto his hair.

"Shua, stop teasing." I finally say.

"Tell me what you want, baby." His darkened eyes met mine, as he looked up at me from between my legs.

"I want you. I want you to fuck me." I say.

He smirks, before pressing a kiss on my clit. His fingers enter me easily as he sucks on my clit. He's skilled at using his tongue and fingers, making slow circles on my clit and soon making me reach my high.

I hold onto his jeans, unbuttoning them and bringing them down. I couldn't wait anymore. I look at his cock, the pre-cum on his tip making my mouth water. I bent down making eye contact with him, as I licked his tip, tasting the salty cum on my tongue. This was so hot.

"Fuck." He curses, his head throws back as I take him into my mouth.

"As much as I love this, I need to be inside you baby." He says pulling me up and holding onto my thighs. I hold onto the edge of his desk as he slowly enters me.

We both moan at the pleasure as I hold onto his shoulders. He roughly thrusts into me, snapping his hips forward. "Fuck, you're so perfect for me." He says, biting my bottom lip before kissing me hard.

His thumb massages my clit as he continues to thrust in me harder, doubling the pleasure for me. I start marking his neck, as he goes faster. If anyone came into the office, they'd hear our moans and the rough sounds of his thrusts.

"I love you, Shua." I say, making him look at me through hooded eyes. His sweaty face and eyes looked so beautiful.

[This is pure fiction.]

pairing: Joshua x reader description: office romance, smut..

I had passed the interview a few months ago and started working as an employee at a big company. Finally, I was financially independent, and I'd bought my big girl apartment recently.

Someone at the office had caught me eye the past month, one of my colleagues told me his name was Joshua and he was the "gentleman" of the office. He was extremely attractive, with a smile always on his face, interacting with everyone as he wished each person a "good morning" before he sat down at his desk.

By the afternoon, he had his sleeves rolled up and working non-stop. He looked confident yet he was so polite and kind to everyone unlike me. I was someone with anger issues and if people were rude to me I'd most likely return that attitude.

He even helped other colleagues do their work when they asked him. I wondered if he was ever tired of working and helping others at the same time.

Luckily, I never had to ask him for help. I could finish my work by the end of the day and then go home. I had barely interacted with him even though he was my crush for a while.

Today, my colleague Sophie had invited all the colleagues out for dinner. It was around 7pm, we all were sitting down at a table in an expensive restaurant which Sophie had chosen.

Everyone had a glass of soju in their hands, except me. "Why aren't you drinking Y/n?" Sophie asks.

"Oh it's ok, I get drunk easily." I say.

"Come on, we don't do this often. Have a drink, we can call a taxi later. Don't worry." She says.

She hands me a drink and I think about it for a while before finally taking a sip of soju. Today was Friday and I didn't have to get up early for work tommorow. So I guess it'd be alright to drink.

"Let's play a game." One of the colleagues suggested.

They decide to play spin the bottle and whoever it lands on has to give a truth or dare to the other person.

The bottle spins, this time being Sophie's turn, it lands on Hoshi another colleague. Sophie asks truth or dare and Hoshi chooses dare. Sophie says, "I dare you to kiss the person you're most attracted to in this room."

Hoshi gets up from his seat, his cheeks were pink clearly indicating that he was drunk. He starts walking towards our side of the table and sits down right next to me. His face slowly comes closer to mine and he asks, "May I kiss you?"

"What?" I ask. Hoshi wasn't a close friend and I didn't have much interaction with him at the office. I only greeted him everyday as far as I can remember.

His face starts coming closer as a hand stops him from reaching my lips. I look up to see Joshua holding out his hand between our faces.

"I'm sorry, he's drunk. Come on get up Hoshi." Joshua says as he picks up by his arm and walks him back to his seat.

Soon, the game continues for a while after the awkward silence ends. It was like everyone had started acting like they were sober after Joshua had stopped Hoshi from kissing me. Hoshi was sleeping at his table next to Joshua who was looking straight at me.

I tried to ignore his gaze as I engaged myself in conversing with Sophie. We were talking about our love lives which was non-existent for me. But Sophie had an ex-boyfriend who she kept talking about for the next hour.

{...}

The dinner was over and so were the games. Everyone was sleepy and ready to go home. Sophie had her phone in her hand as she booked a taxi. We waited outside the restaurant for the taxi to arrive, but when it came they were already people inside the car.

"Oh shit. I booked a shared taxi by mistake." She says.

The driver opens his window, "Miss, you won't get many taxis at this time. It's already late."

"That's ok. You can go Sophie, I'll book one for myself." I say.

"Really? Are you sure, Y/n?" She asks. I nod and ask her to get in the taxi. After we say bye, I sit at the taxi stand searching on my phone. The driver was right, I'd have to wait for a while to find another taxi.

The app was showing finding driver for the past few minutes. How much longer would I have to wait?

"Are you waiting for a taxi?" I hear a familiar voice. Joshua's voice.

I nod, "Yes, but it's gonna take a while before I find one."

"If you want, I can drop you off. I brought my car here." He says.

I take some time to think before I reply. Would I be fine with being in the same car as my crush? But its better than waiting here for an hour.

"That'd helpful, thank you so much." I say.

"Let me bring it out of the parking. I'll be back in a minute." He says.

As he leaves to get his car, I look at his outfit. The black shirt looked especially hot on him. But, thinking about a colleague like this was probably wrong. I only see him at the office and he might have a girlfriend already.

I was lost in my thoughts when I heard Joshua's car horn. He got out of his car and opened the door. Even though he drank a lot he seemed like he knew what he was doing. I got in his car and soon we were on our way.

{…}

I wake up to Joshua's voice, "Y/n we're here." I had slept in his car, the result of drinking too much.

"Thank you so much, Joshua." I say as I remove my seat-belt.

I open the door and try to get up, but suddenly I feel dizzy. I place my hand on the door handle trying to see where I'm going but the headache doesn't let me get up.

Joshua comes out of the car and runs to my side. "Are you ok?" He asks.

"It's fine, I just feel a little dizzy." I say.

Suddenly, two arms are lifting me up. I'm being carried. With me in his arms Joshua starts walking to the lobby. He asks me for my unit number and we enter the lift. Waiting for the lift to reach my floor, I close my eyes. I embarrassed myself in front of him.

We reach my apartment and Joshua helps me take the key out of my bag. He gently places me on the sofa and sits down next to me. His hand reaches out to touch my forehead.

"You've a slight fever." He says. He looks around the open kitchen to find a towel and places it under the sink.

He puts the wet towel on my forehead. I slowly open my eyes trying to adjust to the light. My head is still spinning, but looking at Joshua's face makes me calm down. My hands go up to his face and I touch his cheek. His hand comes to rest on my hand, "How're you feeling?" He asks.

"You're so kind, always helping everyone." I say. He smiles.

But, his smile soon fades away as my face comes closer to his. My lips are about to reach his, "Y/n, what're you doing?" He asks.

"I like you. Like a lot. I've liked you since I joined the company. Seeing you everyday makes me happy." I say. Even I don't know where that confession suddenly came from, I guess it's the alcohol allowing me to speak so openly.

There is silence between us. His brain trying to process what I just said. I wait for him to maybe leave or disapprove.

Instead, I feel his lips against mine as he places his hand on my cheek. The kiss doesn't last long and I open my eyes to see him so close. I could see his pretty face so close.

"I like you too, Y/n. You may not have realised, but you're the only one who's attention I want. Even at work, I catch myself always looking at you." He says.

We stare at each other for a while. He liked me? What was there to like about me?

His lips are suddenly on mine again, this time more needy. He deepens the kiss as he comes up on the sofa, on top of me. His hand comes and holds my wrists together on top of my head as our tongues are battling for dominance.

“Can I take you to the bedroom?” He asks. I nod and I’m being carried again in his arms as puts me on the bed and crawls on top of me.

Our lips chase each other as I wrap my arms around his neck pulling him even closer. His hand rests on my neck and he starts placing wet kisses on my jaw down to my collarbones.

He helps me unzip the dress I was wearing for the office dinner. He puts it on the mini sofa next to my bed, knowing it must be expensive.

He lets me take off his shirt and I can't help but stare at his muscles and defined abs. I want to kiss them.

I push him down on the bed, him being under me was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. His messy hair, swollen lips and his powerful gaze. He had me under a spell.

I start placing kisses from his neck down to his abs. My lips slowly trail down his chest to his crotch where I come face to face with the evident boner.

He nods, "Help me unzip it, baby." He sounds needy. When I unzip them his hands reach down to grip the sheets.

I take his pants off along with his underwear. It was too big, would it fit inside me?

"Fuck." He curses as I take him in my mouth. This is first time I heard him swear and gosh he sounds so hot.

I lick the tip and move my hand along the base, was I doing it right? I take him deep in my mouth as he moans at the pleasure. “Is this your first time doing this baby?” He asks.

I nod my head as I’m unable to say anything. His head his thrown back and I could see his Adam’s apple moving looking up. His hand comes down to hold my jaw and he makes eye contact with me as my mouth is stuffed with his cock.

Suddenly, I'm being pushed down on the bed. "Can I touch you?" He asks, his eyes full of desire.

His hands reaches the waistband of my panties and pulls them off. As I nod, his fingers find my clit and he draws slow circles. His fingers speed up and my eyes close on their own.

His fingers slowly enter me and all of a sudden I feel his wet tongue on my clit. He draws circles from his tongue, sending pleasure through my whole body. He switches to flicking his tongue and then drawing circles again and again until I see stars.

I pull him towards me for a kiss as he comes up from between my legs. His hands on my thigh as kisses me back, I could taste me on his mouth.

He looks at his cock rubbing against my clit and he slowly enters me making us both moan. I hold onto the bed frame as he goes deeper inside me. His hips snap forward and he speeds up as we both go into a different world.

[this is pure fiction]

I was doing skincare when a notification popped up on my phone. 

It was Cheol, he had texted, “Darling, are you free?”

“Of course. Where are you?” I typed. 

“I’m standing outside your condo.” He messaged. 

“Ok coming.” I sent. He usually came straight to my apartment so I could sense that there was something going on. 

It had been a few weeks since we had met, he was busy with big projects the company had assigned to him and I was busy producing songs for my new album. I missed him. 

I quickly changed and went downstairs. I was excited to see him. But, when I reached the entrance I saw him smoking and he also looked extremely tired. He must be having a hard time recently because he usually never smokes, not without a special reason. 

I walk up to him and hug his back. He recognises my touch and leans in to take the warmth. “What happened baby?” I ask.

I hold onto his cigarette and take it from his mouth. He stays quiet.

I throw the cigar in the bin next to us and take out my lip balm from my pocket. I always carry it around. I take some on my finger and gently tap it on his lips. 

“You want to come in to my apartment?” I ask. Maybe he’ll talk when we’re in a more comfortable place. He nods. 

He holds onto my hand as we walk towards my lobby. When we reach the apartment, we sit down on the sofa, we’re facing each other but he’s still not making eye contact with me.

“Is there something wrong Cheol?” I ask. He shakes his head.

I hold onto his hands and sit closer to give him a kiss on the cheek. “If you can’t tell me yet do you want to write it down?” I ask. 

At the beginning of our relationship, we had promised to always communicate and tell each other everything. 

He shakes his head again. Before I suggest something else, he comes forward and rests his head on my shoulder. 

I pull him into a hug and we stay there for a while. “I had a really bad today. I’m sorry for calling you down. I just really needed someone’s company today.” He says.

“Don’t say sorry love, I’m always here, you can call me anytime.” I say.

He finally looks me in the eye and gives a small smile. I’m so lucky to have him. He places his lips on mine slightly tilting his head. He looks so cute. And hot. I hold onto his shoulders and soon I’m sitting on his lap.

“I missed you so much, Y/n.” He says, placing his hands on my thighs.

“Same here Cheol.” I say. 

We smile before connecting our lips again, this time being a more passionate and deeper kiss. His hands find the back of my neck as he pulls me even closer to him. 

He flips us over and starts placing gentle kisses from my neck to collarbones. I missed this feeling. I missed being under him like this.

He takes off his shirt and continues his attempt to mark my neck. "Let's go to the bedroom." I say. He smirks but lifts me up in his arms, I wrap my legs around his torso. He walks to the bedroom and places me on the bed. He comes on top of me and helps me remove my clothes leaving me in my inner wear.

"Fuck, you're so beautiful love." He says. His hand wraps around my neck as he goes further down my body kissing everywhere. When he reached my thighs, his hands reached the waistband of my panties taking them off.

Before I could react, his lips found my clit. He unclipped my bra and held onto my breast as he continued to flick his tongue on my clit.

I tugged on his hair harder earning a moan from him. The pleasure doubled when his fingers went inside me while he was eating me out. I saw stars when his tongue found a spot which made me arch my back. He was too good at this.

I helped him take off his jeans along with his underwear. Without waiting he entered me, making us moan together at the sudden pleasure. "Fuck baby." He whispered.

His head thrown back as his hips snapped forward, his cock deep inside me. I held onto his shoulders as he continued to move his hips, speeding up. I was going to reach my orgasm and looking at his eyes closed he was too.

"I love you, Y/n." He said as soon as we both laid down on the bed, his head near my neck as we cuddled.

pairing: mingyu x reader

[This is pure fiction}

“Yeah, I don’t really like crowds.” I said as I stood with Mingyu near the pool.

He smiles, “How about I show you how to actually have fun?”

“What do you mean?” I ask. He holds my hand and leads me towards the party house.

“It’s ok, it’s not too crowded here. Have some fun.” Mingyu says as the loud music gets closer to us.

He was right, there were less people dancing at this side of the house. Mingyu asked the bartender for some drinks and handed me one. I really wasn't in the mood for dancing today, but this vibe was different. With Mingyu, it felt different. He was making me feel safe and comfortable.

Mingyu started dancing with the drink in his hand. He asked me to follow his moves and as I did, I realised it was fun. He held onto my hand and twirled me around. Soon, we both were laughing at each other as we did stupid dance moves.

The vibe of the atmosphere suddenly changed as the song changed to Swim by chase atlantic. Mingyu smiled as he suddenly held onto my waist. He held my hands and placed them on his shoulders.

We stood there for a while, looking into each others eyes. I never knew I’d be dancing with a beautiful man here in a party. Mingyu leaned in, close to my ear and whispered, “You wanna go home with me darling?”

His voice gave me shivers, and my stomach filled with butterflies. I looked up at him, do I really want this? Do I? Yes, I did.

Mingyu understood what I wanted. He held my hand as we both left the house to the car parking. I texted my best friend saying I had to leave early. She'd understand later when I explain.

Getting into Mingyu’s car felt strange yet exciting. I’d never liked a guy so much that I’d go to their house even if they asked me. But for some reason, I wanted to spend time with him. I didn’t even know what we’re gonna do at his house. But I’d still said yes to him.

Soon, we arrive at his apartment. He’d decorated it quite well. It looked like a museum with all the art works hung up on the living room wall. “Why don’t we get changed first?” Mingyu asks, switching on the lights of the room.

He hands me an over-sized shirt and shorts, his clothes. I use his bathroom to change and soon we both were sitting down on the sofa with popcorn. He asks, “Which movie would you like to watch, pretty girl?”

“Why don’t we watch the idea of you?” I suggest. I’ve been wanting to watch for a while as my favorite actress and actor are in it.

Mingyu searches up the movie and plays it. He hands me the popcorn bowl. I hold onto it as he takes some after every few minutes, he looked cute watching the movie.

It's almost 11pm, when the movie is about to end. I usually sleep around this time, but today I don't feel like sleeping at all.

Mingyu was laying down with his head rested on his arm looking at the tv. I couldn’t help but take a glance at his collarbones, which were visible from this angle as he was wearing a loose shirt.

My mind was going somewhere it shouldn’t go. The movie soon ended and Mingyu shut the tv off. Not realizing I was still staring at him, Mingyu looked at me.

He knew I was staring at him. He knew I wanted him. But he still teased me for two hours.

The tension in the air was evident, as we held eye contact. Suddenly his arms wrapped around my waist and he pulled me towards him. I landed in his chest as his hands held onto my face and he placed his lips on mine. It felt like the butterflies in my stomach had suddenly erupted. His lips felt perfect on mine, just like they were made for me.

He started placing wet kisses on my jaw and neck. "I wanted to do this all night. You look so good in my clothes" Mingyu whispers.

"Why'd you tease me for so long?" I ask holding onto his neck.

"I wanted to see if you really wanted me." He smirks.

I placed my lips on his again, wanting to deepen the kiss. His hand holding onto my thigh as he continued placing kisses on my neck. He had such a muscular body that he could probably hide me under it.

He let me straddle his lap as I held onto his hair and start marking his neck. "You want everyone to know I'm yours?" He asks.

I grind onto his lap by mistake earning a moan from him. That's the hottest thing I've ever heard. "Do that again, baby." He says.

I roll my hips against him and he throws his head back on the sofa edge. Feeling confident because of his moans, I repeat the action.

He takes off his shirt and helps me unzip my black dress. He starts kissing from my collarbone down to my stomach, slowly taking off the dress.

I'm almost naked in front of him. The only things covering my body was bra and panties. His lips trailed upwards towards my chest as his hand reached my back to unclip my bra.

His hands kneaded my breasts, "Fuck, these were made just for me."

His lips attached onto them as he sucks and slightly bites on it, making me arch my back. He was too good at this..

His right hand found the wet spot forming on my panties as he started rubbing the spot. I was already so wet for him, his middle finger entered me and he kept rubbing that spot as he captured my lips into a needy kiss.

I wanted to pleasure him, I wanted to see his face and hear his moans while I give him what he wants. I stopped his hand and stood up to hold his belt. We made eye contact as I slowly unbuckled the belt and let it fall to the floor. Unbuttoning his jeans, I removed his underwear.

Mingyu gulped, I could see his apple adam's moving. He looked so hot. Getting on my knees, I took one final look at him before I licked his cock from the base to the tip.

Slowly, I took him in my mouth his length hitting the back of my throat. I look up to see Mingyu's mouth open and his head thrown back. His hands wrap around my hair as he begins to move his hips forward.

Soon, his hips snaps forward deep throating me. His hands wrap around my neck, his eyes closing as he's chanting my name, speeding up the movement of his hips.

"I want to come inside you, baby." He says as he suddenly flips us over landing with me under him. He doesn't waste any time and pulls my underwear off throwing it somewhere on the floor. His lips find my lips as he holds onto my thighs before entering me.

His cock entering me producing a delicious sound in the room. His thumb found my clit as he watched himself entering me. Wanting him deeper inside me, I move my hips forward allowing his cock to fully enter me.

Both of our mouths open as we accustom ourselves to the pleasure. His hips speed up as he fucks me harder. His hands held onto my legs, pulling me forward as my legs wrapped around his shoulders. With the new angle, he was deep inside me.

"Fuck baby, I'm going to cum." I say holding onto his hand.

"Me too baby." Mingyu replies with eyes closed. Soon, my head feels fuzzy and I start seeing stars. I look at the beautiful man in front of me. I capture his lips again before we both lie down on the bed, exhausted.

ARE U FUCKING KIDDINGGG ME!!!????

It’s almost midnight when we reach the hotel. We both get off the van and say goodbye to the other tourists who we spent the day with. Soon, we reach our room when suddenly I’m craving pizza. “I know it’s like midnight, but can I order pizza?” I ask Seonghwa. He laughs, “Ok fine, as long as you share.”

I’m so hungry I immediately call the front desk and order pizza. I start changing into comfy clothes as Seonghwa disappears into the bathroom. Bro is gonna take like 3 hours in there, that’s good for me I can eat the whole pizza. “Y/n, can you come here for a second.” I hear him call from the bathroom. 

“No, why?” I ask. “Just come here.” He says. 

I walk to the bathroom slowly making sure I don’t see anything r-rated. I cover my eyes and enter the bathroom. “What do you want?” I ask. 

“Do you wanna join me?”

“No way.” I reply

“It’s a hot bath, it’s gonna be really comfy. I won’t do anything just sit opposite to me.” He says. 

Slowly, I take my hands off my eyes and literally look at him. It's true that we've been friends for a long time but I can't help but feel hot as soon as I see his upper body, with the abs on his stomach and defined muscles. You can’t even tell he has muscles when he wears clothes. Luckily, his lower body is inside the bathtub which I can’t see because of the foam. He taps the place opposite to him as I get out of my thoughts. Should I get in? It looks really cozy. And comfy. And hot. He also promised he won’t do anything. 

Ok let’s get in. I take off my shirt and step into the bathtub. I sit down in front of him and try not to make eye contact. He looks so tempting and I might just loose my mind. I place my phone on the edge of the bathtub which could be risky but I need to text my mom. I start texting her about our day and send her a few pictures of today’s tour when I hear him say my name. 

“Y/n.”

“Yeah?”

“Y/n.”

“Yes?”

“Y/n.”

I finally look up from my phone and into his eyes. Shit. Why’s he looking at me like that. He has his arms on the edge of the bathtub and is leaning forward so he’s so close to my face, I could literally touch him. “I know I said I won’t do anything. But, look at you I want you so bad right now.” He comes closer to my face only a few inches away. 

“What’re you doing?” I ask as he places his thumb on my left cheek. He runs his finger down my cheek and touches my lips. Was this his plan? To bring me inside and do this? 

“Can I kiss you?” He whispers against my lips. I give up and place my lips on his. He kisses back with the same intensity and the same desire I have for him. He places his hand on my neck and kisses me, it feels heavenly. As I put my hands on his shoulders, he gets up and pulls me up with him. “Let me dry you.” He says in between kisses.

He takes a towel and wipes my arms and legs, I take another towel and start to dry him as well. As soon as I’m finished, he lifts me up and I hold onto his shoulders as he walks out of the bathroom and gently puts me on the bed. 

“I’ve wanted to do this since I first saw you.” He whispers and pecks me on the forehead. What did I do to deserve him? He’s so perfect.

I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him into a hug. “I love you, Y/n” 

“I love you, Seonghwa.”

He kisses me even more deeply and wraps his arms around my waist. He pulls me into his lap so I’m straddling him and rests his back against the bed frame. “Can I?” He asks. 

I nod and he starts to unzip my bra. “So perfect.” He says and before I can reply he takes my nipple into his mouth. I hold onto his shoulders and start kissing his neck while he sucks my nipple. “Fuck”, He throws his head back as I grind onto him while kissing all over his neck. I grind onto him with a faster pace and he holds my waist to stop me from going faster. “Y/n, please do it already I can’t wait anymore. I need it so badly baby.”

I got up from his lap and took his underwear off, the boner was pretty evident. I took my underwear off as well. He didn’t even need to prep me I was already so wet since the grinding. He kissed me again as I settled back down in his lap and pressed myself against his cock. I hadn’t even put it inside me yet and he was already moaning. We kept kissing for what felt like hours and I finally held onto his cock and pushed it inside me. He started marking all over my neck as I started moving on his cock. He held onto my waist to help me move even faster and our moans filled the hotel room. I feel bad for the people staying next door to us. I cover his lips from my hand, “Shh, baby be quiet.”

“How can I stay quiet when you’re riding me so well baby?” He takes my hand covering his mouth and places it on his stomach.

“I want you to touch me everywhere, be all over my body, kiss me and just make me yours forever.”

I smile at his dramatic line and continue riding him faster while touching every part of his body, just like he wants. His neck, shoulders, stomach, collarbones, his beautiful face all our mine. He suddenly stops my hips from moving, “Baby, I want to taste you.” 

Before I can answer, he flips us and dives down into my pussy. With his tongue inside me it feels so good. He uses two finger to pump inside me while sucking hard on my clit. I’ve never experienced someone eating me out before and I must say it feels heavenly. But I want both of us to cum together. “Seonghwa, stop I want to cum with you” 

“It’s fine, you can cum again baby.” He smirks against my pussy. Fine, let’s see if he can take it then. I start grinding on his tongue harder and hold onto his long hair. He takes his hand from under my thigh and takes my hand to hold onto it. As he keeps playing with my clit, it feels like I'm on another planet.

As soon as I cum, I feel his body on top of mine. I open my eyes and see the most beautiful man ever. His chain dangling from his neck is touching my chest and I need to kiss him. He smiles and I pull him down by his neck to kiss him. His lips are so soft, so perfect for me.

We keep kissing as he held my thighs. His eyes darken as he stares at me. All of a sudden, his cock is inside me hitting my g-spot at once. "Fuck, you feel so good baby" He moans. His eyes don't leave mine as he keeps hitting at the same spot again. I throw my head back in pleasure as his hand grips onto my neck.

"Look at me baby. Has anyone fucked you like this?" He says.