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˖ . ݁ 𐂯 fwb!keeho x afab!reader

• contains → unprotected pinv creampie fingering kisses makeup sex car sex exhibitionism (?) marking intak mention keeho lowk weird sorry if this sucks also not proofread

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keeho never made eye contact, or at least not anymore.

you thought he just didn't like it, simple, a lot of people didn’t. until you saw how he made eye contact with everyone except you.

for the cherry on top, you also noticed how much distance he's been putting between you two. hes just been off these past couple days, which was hella weird. you've tried asking him what's wrong, but he just blows you off by saying “it's nothing”, “just tired”, or completely ignoring your question. and besides him doing that, he's also just been a douche. taking jabs at you for no reason in front of his other friends, throwing out things you told him in trust he could keep it to himself.

it made no sense. You guys were best friends and have been for awhile. Every night you laid in bed trying to think about what could’ve been the reason for this change. Was it because you made fun of how fried his hair was? no..that's stupid, he does the same. Was it because you guys started hooking up around a month ago and he started to lose his feelings for you? that’s probably it.

you started replaying all the moments in your head, starting from when you first did anything that crossed that imaginary line of just being “friends”. it was a party he invited you to, the rest of your group was there and besides them you didn't know anyone else in the unfamiliar backyard. you looked around and saw red solo cups scattered across the grass, concrete, and essentially any surface that can support one. strangers in groups, dancing, debating on stupid topics, or just talking. there were also a fair amount of people just grinding on each other, making out, or borderline fucking out there.

The first thing you noticed was the strong smell of alcohol, grass, and sweat, it felt even worse due to the fact it was as hot as balls out there. You remember just sticking around keeho the entire time because he seemed to know his way around and was the more social one out of the two of you. you followed him through the crowd, got more drinks when he got more, attempted to dance and just ended up laughing at each other. the both of you got drunk enough to feel a buzz but not enough to not know right from wrong.

one thing led to another and you ended up on his lap on a couch on this poor person's patio. looking into each other's eyes with lust, the sexual tension being thick enough to cut with a knife. He made the first move, pulling you towards his face with his thumb and index finger on your chin. it didn’t process to you what was happening till you felt his lips on yours, it felt natural, his lips were warm and tasted faintly of the chapstick you let him borrow. You let out a small gasp and he took that opportunity to let his tongue into your mouth, this time tasting like alcohol.

With your tongues fighting for dominance, he slid you closer, if that was possible. hands squeezing at your thighs and slipping under your skirt. You were the one to disconnect the kiss, a line of saliva connecting then quickly breaking off your lips. “are you sure we should be doing this?” you ask, panting a little.

“you trust me, right?” he says, cocking an eyebrow then continuing to talk after you give him a small nod of your head. “then let me do this. let me make you feel good, no strings attached.” you nod again without thinking and he instantly goes for your neck, peppering little wet kisses all over it.

He starts leaving marks little after little, moving your panties to the side, the thin fabric completely and utterly soaked. “so wet for me,” he groans against your neck, his breath hitting it causing goosebumps to litter over your skin. He slides his finger up and down your slit, teasing you until he finally slips a thick finger in after what feels like an eternity, the stretch making you whine. moving excruciatingly slow, frustrating you to the point you grind against the heel of his palm.

Keeho slips a second finger in and starts moving faster, hitting that spot repeatedly. You look at him with teary eyes, making direct eye contact with him as you finish. clenching around his fingers with your hips stuttering as you quit grinding.

That was the last time he looked you in the eyes. all the times after that he never did. the second occurrence, he had you in doggy with your face in the pillow. the third occurrence was reverse cowgirl. the fourth, he had his head thrown back as you gave him head. he just doesn’t look you in the eyes anymore. not even when you're just casually hanging out, which rarely happens anymore due to him being a weirdo.

To get your mind off of it because you won’t cry over a MAN, you decide to go out with your other friends to a party since there's always one going on apparently?? as soon as you walk in your hit with the scent of weed, beer, and something else you can’t quite put your finger on. you turn your head just to realize both your friends are already gone somewhere doing some fuckshit idk. starting to walk through the crowd of sweat-covered people, you almost slip on a puddle of some sort of liquid, then the next step its something sticky, having to deal with the sharp sound of your shoe lifting off the ground every step.

bumping into at least five people until you make it into a not-as-crowded room, you take a deep breath, finally being able to move more freely. you start walking around again, lost in this unfamiliar home, it takes you a minute but you find a place comfortable enough to sit without having to witness random people makeout or flirt at all. you feel safe enough and lean against the wall, closing your eyes—until you feel someone else's on you.

“what’re you doing here?” you recognize the voice, you open your eyes and it's just who you thought it was, intak, a mutual friend of yours and keeho. you can smell the alcohol on his breath and see some girls lipstick marks on the corners of his mouth and all over his neck. he must’ve had fun.

you finish scanning over his face and finally reply with “my friends brought me.” he nods, lips pursed together, until he figures out what to say. he points in a direction and goes:

“keehos looking for you, he didn’t tell me why tho,” you nod and look in the direction he’s pointing in and start walking that way. looking for that man he was referring to. when you find him, he pulls you in by the wrist for some reason.

“what the hell is your issue dude?” you scold. raising your voice louder than usual so he can hear you over the music.

he huffs at that and finally looks at you—his gaze making you feel small. “you.” he says, straight-faced. you scoff at that. “i’m serious.” , squeezing your wrist as the other hand goes to your cheek, patting it. “i can’t pretend that this is casual anymore, y/n. it’s getting harder everytime, im sorry for being an asshole, i just don’t know how to express my feelings properly.” he lets out a shaky breath after that.

“oh kyo, i get it, but that doesn’t excuse how you treated me. I was hurt—i thought you hated me!” you whisper-yell in his face. eyes going glassy as you look at him.

“i know it doesn’t, that's why I'm trying to apologize, I swear I won't ever do anything like that again..” he moves in, resting his forehead on yours. “you trust me, right?” he murmurs, breath ghosting against your lips.

you nod and he kisses you, a sweet, gentle one rather than the rough ones you would always share before this. you let him lead you outside, walking you to his car and setting you in the backseat, following suit and shutting the door. he grabs your thigh with one hand and the other goes straight to your jaw, kissing you deeply. when you feel his tongue slip into your mouth you let out a desperate moan.

“shh, shhh” he cooed against your lips as he tugs down your panties and hitches up your dress, tossing your panties somewhere into his front seat and not caring where. you slowly parted as he turned his head down and tugs his pants down to his knees, bulge visibly straining against his boxers where there's a wet spot forming. he grabs your hand and pulls you on his lap, setting your palm on his dick as he does. “feel that? thats all for you, princess” you nod and squeeze it as your hole clenches around nothing.

you tug at the waistband and pull it below his balls, watching his dick spring out, hitting his stomach. you run your hands through the trimmed patch of hair, then up his shaft to the tip, using your palm to spread his precum, using it as lube. you look up when you hear him let out a breathy moan. placing your hands on his shoulders to lift up and lower yourself on him, lining his tip up to your hole as you sit, hissing at the burning sensation as you stretch around him.

digging your nails into his shoulders as he moves you up and down once. “do—ngh, do that again, pleaseeuh” you gasp. scratching down and squeezing his chest.

“hmm? you like that?” he hums, dragging you up and back down, pummeling himself into you. letting out a choked sob—looking at him, eyes glassy cus the dick IS that good. feeling his hand slide and push onto your stomach causing you convulse and gush around him. squeezing his chest again.

letting your head fall forward onto his shoulder, whimpering into his neck, fingers slipping in between you two and rubbing your clit, your own actions making your hole spasm again. you can hear keehos shallow and breath moans now up close. “that's it..take it all, sooo eager” he teases, eyes not moving away from where you're connected, hypnotized by your movements, a creamy ring forming around him.

“hnnngh! cl—god, m’close!!” you sobbed, squeezing your eyes shut, soaked thighs trembling as you clench around him, cumming hard. panting against his neck, you continue to twitch as keeho continues to fuck you. as he does you cry out “haa—ah!” “k—nghh, kyo!”.

“just a lil longer, baby, promise” , his own hips stuttering as he got closer to his own climax. “fuck, fuckfuck—haaa” he groaned as he rolled his hips one last time before filling you up, pumping hot spurts of cum into your warm cunt, his eyes rolling back.

he grabs the back of your neck to lift up your head and kisses you, this one lazy and messy, spit dribbling down your chin. after awhile he pulls back, looking into your glistening eyes, watching your fucked out expression until he finally says

“I love you.”