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many days you’d attempt to get his attention, yet you’ve always seemed to fail. but your buddy, hanbin, was clueless. there wasn’t much else you could do. so you moved on and went on many dates with other potential suitors. it was fun, having sex with many people, testing and trying new things. but it wasn’t enough. in the back of your mind the same person kept reappearing.

hanbin.

the same guy who disapproved of your dates, probably from jealousy, but yet was the same guy who refused to admit his own feelings for you.

and you couldn’t shake the thoughts. 

thoughts of what you two could be and how things could be different. 

yet here you two were, in his bedroom watching tv. 

you both sat up against the head board, staring at the screen. a few inches apart, silent.

you weren’t sure if you were both highly interested in the program that played or if it was just an awkward silence. probably the second.

“d-did you want food?” he muttered glancing at you.

deciding on a simple shake of the head, you looked down as your phone lit up. 

as you lifted it, hanbin peaked up, glaring over at the device, almost more curious than you were. 

“who’s that?” hanbin asked, almost in a whisper.

you raised an eyebrow almost annoyed, replying with a snarky “why would you care?” 

your remark left hanbin baffled, his mouth open a gasp in confusion.

“why would you say that y/n?”

it was the littlest things like this that set you off. this had gone on too far and it needed to end. 

“you always worry about who i’m talking to or fucking, yet you don’t do anything about it!” you yelled. “you act so oblivious hanbin. but i know.”

“oh you know?” he whispered leaning in closer to your face.

you didn’t expect your heart to beat as fast as it did in this moment. but, you never thought this moment would happen. while he was now only inches from your lips, all you could think was ‘fucking finally’.

hanbin’s lips crashed into yours, nearly taking your breath. in no time, he removed your shirt before grabbing the back of your neck insuring that you wouldn’t be escaping the position any time soon. he then leaned in forward, his lips never leave yours as he laid you both down.

his hands reached under your shirt before traveling up your side, leaving goosebumps. you arched your back, allowing slight moans to leave your mouth as hanbin began kissing your neck, nibbling along the way. marking his, now, territory. 

when you’d least expected it, his hand traveled beneath your panties, as he drug his fingers along your slit before roughing pressing into your clit. a sharp gasp escaped your lips as you wrapped your arms around his neck tighter. he chuckled smiling into your neck before pecking it. his pace on your clit became quicker which made you a panting mess. you were wet before the situation even began, you couldn’t imagine how wet you were now. 

before you had the chance to cum, hanbin removed his hand before looking up at you, a smile on his face. 

“what the fuck hanbin.” you growled.

“you deserve to be teased.” he mumbled pulling his shirt off, before sliding his pants down, then tugging on yours. “now i’m going to fuck you like i’ve always wanted to.”

he grabs you by the hips, slamming into you. you cry out from pain as much as the pleasure. he gives you a moment to adjust to him, hands slowly gripping harder. when you push your hips into his, he slowly pulls out before slamming back into you. 

one of his hands releases your hips and reaches your clit, rubbing in small, tight circles. you moan, feeling that familiar tightness building in your lower abdomen. his fingers move faster, but his hips keep the same pace. your muscles tighten around him, and he lets out a small moan.

you moan out his name loudly as you reach your climax, muscle tensing. his hands reconnect with your hips before slowing his pace, he refused to finish anytime soon. seeing you bothered was such a pleasure to him, he’d hate to miss it. 

you slump slightly, allowing your muscles to rest only for him to speed up again. your eyes were closed from enjoyment, but when you opened them you stared at hanbin, his face tense in concentration, brows furrowed, lips slightly parted. through the dark room, lit only by the television screen, he looked amazing. you’d love to get used to this sight. 

his hand drops down to your breast, kneading before rolling and pinching your nipple between his thumb and forefinger. your moan comes out hoarse, but he moans in appreciation and you feel his cock twitch inside you. his hand moves to your other breast, and he gets a bit sloppy, thrusts uneven as he get close to his climax. 

you gasp as he pinches almost a little too hard, but yet you moaned, the feeling more pleasurable then painful. your sounds make him cum, and you tighten your muscles around him. after gathering his thoughts, he let out an exhausted giggle before nuzzling his head into your neck, not wanting to remove himself from you yet.

“we should’ve fucked long ago.” he mumbled.