blending the lines, degrading and yet praising as he pounds your gushing pussy;

“what’s wrong, baby, can’t answer me when i’m talking to you? huh? too stupid on daddy’s cock? look at you… tsk, can’t even beg for it properly. pretty pussy sucking me in so good, so greedy… what am i supposed to do with such a perfect little slut like you?”

and don’t even get me started on the spit kink 😖

yeonjun loves, and i mean loves, to mark and claim you — whether it’s something that lasts like bites and hickeys, or something only temporary, like when he’s got his thumb pressed to your tongue as he leans down and spits into your waiting mouth, patting your cheek as he grunts “good girl,” with his cock already entering past your lips.

especially loves it on your pussy; pulls out only to spit on it and finger you with no warning. spits on it before tapping his cock against your clit, making you jolt before he enters you; spits on it as he dives in to eat you out like it’s the last meal he’ll ever have. and of course, during any of these times he’s holding eye contact with you so he can watch your every little reaction as you gasp and moan and cry underneath him.

when all is said and done and you’re left a trembling mess in a puddle of your shared cum with tears streaked down your pretty face and the only word that you can remember is his name —

well, that’s when yeonjun knows that he’s done a good job.

the groove between your eyebrows is deep when you hear your doorbell ringing throughout your apartment, your legs lazily moving out of your bed to get you standing, the book still in your hands as you head to your living room, your fingers marking the page you were reading to make sure you won't get lost in the reading.

when you open your front door, surprise is an understatement to how you feel at the moment, a confused expression on your face as you stare at your boyfriend standing there, right in front of you, with the cutest smile you've ever seen.

"baby, hi!" he takes a step forward, entering your place excitedly and automatically looping your waist with his arms, hugging you tightly and resting his face on your neck, his lips planting a chaste kiss to your collarbone. "i've missed you so much…" his voice is muffled against your skin but you can recognize his whiny tone, your heart squeezes in your chest when the thought comes to your mind but you can't help it, wondering if he couldn't have chosen any other hour to visit you.

"hi, jun… i– i've missed you too." you reach his nape with your hand which is not holding your book, caressing his hair affectionately while waiting for him to pull away from you. however, he doesn't, he keeps his head leaned on your shoulder and his arms tight around your waist, you have no choice but slightly push him off as giggling to mask how you just denied his embrace.

you feel like there's an arrow crossing your chest when yeonjun steps back and looks at you, his pursed lips along with the sad gaze he gives you making the fact that he's upset way too obvious, and this is too much for you to deal with. in a matter of seconds, you leave your book on the living room table and cup yeonjun's cheeks, pecking his face several times and inevitably getting a smile out of him, he places his hands on the sides of your neck and presses a lingering kiss to your lips.

"you don't want to be in my front door forever, do you?" you move away minimally, teasing and earning a chuckle from him as he nods, closing your door with his foot and smashing his lips on yours again, leading you to your bedroom, you're almost on your hallway when you remember your book.

reluctantly, you pull away from yeonjun's lips once again, his confused look making you smile and tell him to go ahead, saying that you just have to get a thing you left in the other room. he quickly agrees, continuing his way as you go back to your living room and retrieve your book, quickly searching for the chapter you were reading and trying to not get a spoiler as you flip through the pages, not taking too long to find it. analyzing the amount of pages left, you ponder if you should finish the story before giving yeonjun the attention he craves, there are only a few more chapters and he can wait a little, right?

with this in mind, you throw yourself onto the couch, craving for the words in the book as you finally can read it again and know how the story unfolds. when you were interrupted, you weren't too far away from finishing the antepenultimate chapter, and with the way you read every sentence as if you needed it to live, you don't take too long to be about to turn the page, and this is when the book is taken off your hands.

"what the fuck?!" as an automatic response, you yell at the black-haired boy holding your source of joy, the outraged expression on your face causing yeonjun to arch his eyebrows.

"now, what's that behavior?" he switches his weight from one leg to the other, arms crossed across his chest as he stares at you.

you stare back, petrified on your place and not daring to move even a muscle, you never swore at yeonjun seriously since when you two met for the first time and his reaction to it now is pretty scary, you can't remember if you have ever seen him furrowing the way he's doing now.

he watches your face, raised eyebrows giving away your surprise just as much as your hanging open mouth, you look so adorable like this. thinking about it causes his expression to soften, the small smile that blossom on his lips makes your stomach churn, your own lips press against each other into a thin line, suddenly shy, you avoid eye contact with your boyfriend, glancing at anything in the room that's not him, fingers fidgeting on your lap.

"how much time do you think you need?" you look at him confused, but he doesn't let you ask him what he means before continuing. "to finish your book, i mean."

"i don't know…" you bite down your lip, thinking for a bit. "less than an hour probably, i'd say just a few minutes. there are only three chapters left to be finished, actually two to be honest."

he sighs, a pout on his lips as he hands you the book, his reaction getting you more than confused, isn't he mad?

"just, please…" he says when you grab your book, not letting go of it yet. you glance at him, waiting for him to continue the phrase, his lips pursed in an adorable way. "i miss you, i came here because i thought we could hang out for a bit… so finish it already, i wanna cuddle with you."

you feel the heat reaching your cheeks, suddenly very aware of your boyfriend’s cuteness. the way yeonjun speaks, the pout still there as his plump lips move, the puppy look he throws at you, silently begging you to hug and kiss him and give him all your attention, makes you almost surrender – key word: almost.

it's been one month already since you got the book you are reading, and in the last week you haven't found the time to finish it until now, you are finally just about to know how the story ends and you can not waste this chance.

yeonjun is willing to wait for you, so why not? after all, it's just a few pages, right?

"don't worry, darling. i'm gonna be done before you know."

and just like that, you take the book off his hand and eagerly open it in the exact page, excitement running through your veins as you resume your reading.

yeonjun shuffles to the couch, sitting down and pulling out his phone of his pocket, he scrolls through his screen clearly upset, a frown on his face that goes unnoticed by you, your eyes 100% focused on the words in front of them.

you don't know how long you take, so immersed in the story and the final moments that you don't even notice how many pages you have been through – but there's someone who does. yeonjun's patience gets smaller and smaller by the minute, it's been a few minutes since he got bored of his phone and put it away, his eyes busy analyzing you minutely, going up and down your body several times as he watches the position you decided to be in.

with your feet on the couch, your legs are bent as you use your knees as a support to the book, the top of your thighs almost touching your belly and your inner thighs on display for yeonjun's hungry eyes, your tiny short is riding up your flesh and showing more than they're supposed to, seeing you like this causes a bunch of thoughts to come to your boyfriend's mind and most of them are unholy ones, he can't help but imagine how his head would fit perfectly between your spread legs.

he wonders whether you are wearing panties or not. he knows you long enough to know your very minimal habits, and this includes not wearing underwear when at home. he has fucked you so many times because of it.

yeonjun's mind goes wild, remembering all the times he pulled off your shorts just to find your arousal dripping down your thighs, no briefs to stop it. he remembers the feeling of your warm cunt squeezing around him, how your walls spasm when you're about to orgasm and how they milk his dick, swallowing it back whenever he threatens to pull out…

no, he can't think about it or he will pop a boner right there.

he glances at your serene figure, reading with a smile on the lips and looking so entertained, he can't help but feel a bit jealous. it should be him, all the attention you are giving the book should be his. he wants to be close to you, feel your skin against his, your arms around his body hugging him so tightly as if you are afraid that if you release him he is going to disappear, he wants to turn into a tangle of limbs with you and never let you go.

and so he does. he moves closer to you, getting between your spread legs and poking your belly, earning your attention. you have a hard time to take your eyes off your book, making sure you finish the sentence you are reading before looking down at your boyfriend, meeting his puppy gaze.

"cuddles…" he speaks with a pout, sounding – and looking – like a kitty. you stare at him, blinking, a bit confused. "just let me hug you, you can keep reading."

at his words, a smile makes its way to adorn your face, you open your arms and wait for him to lay on you, and he does promptly. resting his cheek on your chest, yeonjun loops his arms around your waist, a satisfied smile on his lips and his closed eyes make him look so adorable, you feel like his teddy bear.

you place your book on top of his back and wrap your legs around his torso, easily going back to your reading as yeonjun feels your warmth, nuzzling onto your body further and further as if he wants to be under your skin, and in a matter of a few minutes hugging you isn't enough anymore. he needs more.

he tries to ignore how his lips are glued to one of your breasts, and how you slightly push it against his face whenever you move, but this is a hard task. even harder when the thoughts he was having moments ago come back, running through his head fiercely, he can feel the front of his pants getting tighter, his hands numb, throat dry and suddenly, he is pretty aware of how long he hasn't tasted you, it's been so many weeks that it feels like an abstinence. he glances at the clock placed on your wall, sweat running down his neck as he watches the seconds going by so slowly, he wants to be patient, he needs to, but he can't anymore.

he has waited long enough. he came to your place to have you, and this is what he is going to do.

reaching up for you neck, yeonjun starts to trail kisses slowly on your skin, his plump lips grazing your sensitive spot and sending shivers down your spine, arousal directly to your core. one of his arms leaves your side, hand traveling up to cup your boob, fingers rubbing and pinching your nipple through your shirt and you can't help but let out a shy moan.

"yeonjun… what're you doing?" you ask in a whimper, unable to focus on the words you were so interested in before. your fingers weaken and you let the book fall slightly onto yeonjun's back, sighing when he nips your skin and kneads your breast. "jun…"

"shh… don't worry, angel. just keep reading your book." he whispers, his raspy voice destabilizes you more than you want to admit, his soft, plump lips kissing your collarbone as he drags them down your body, you can feel your shorts dampening and sticking to you.

yeonjun crawls and gets lower on the couch, placing your thighs on his shoulders. a sly grin blossoming on his face when the glimpse of your perked up nipples against your shirt catches his eyes, he wants to lick and suck and bite them but he doesn't, instead he looks up at you. your intoxicated gaze pierces through his body, you are astonished, staring and waiting for his next move, you don't miss it when your boyfriend sink his teeth on his lower lip, a shaky whimper bubbling up your throat at the sight, you are taken by surprise when his thumb presses down your clothed clit, rubbing it slowly.

you buck up your hips, mewling your boyfriend's name and pouting at his teasing, the now forgotten book pressed to your chest as you stare at the boy between your legs, impatient.

"what's the matter, doll? you seemed to be enjoying your book so much just a few minutes ago..." you whine, how can he be like this? you are literally soaking your shorts because of him and he dares to pretend it is not his fault.

whimpering and complaining, you move your hips up and down his hand, the feeling of his finger rubbing perfectly against your aching clit making you throw your head back at the pleasure, a squeal leaving your lips when you receive a sudden harsh slap on your pussy, yeonjun's fingers sinking in your hip flesh forcing you to stop your movements, grumbling.

the boy holds your book, pushing it towards your face before saying something that catches you off guard, you can't help but frown in confusion.

"keep reading or i'll stop." he sounds serious, doesn't seem to be kidding, but you refuse to believe he is for real. what kind of order is it? doesn't even make sense, why would he ask you to keep your eyes on a stupid book instead of on his own? he loves to make eye contact when he is pleasing you.

you keep staring at him, astonished, blinking several times to try and process his order, lip between your teeth. you barely open your mouth to ask him what he means when a yelp interrupts your phrase, the stinging pain on your inner thigh due to how hard yeonjun pinches your skin.

"didn't you hear me? i said eyes on the book, not on my face." his harsh voice makes a pout appear on your lips, you snort and grab the book, begrudgingly going back to your reading, the story you were so excited about just a few minutes ago is not being so interesting now.

you get to read only one sentence before closing your eyes, teeth sinking in your lower lip as you suffocate a moan in your throat, head thrown back when yeonjun pushes your shorts aside and spread your folds, lingering a kiss to your clit. he teases your entrance, circling it with his forefinger, threatening to go in but never doing so before thrusting in at once, earning a gasp from you.

wrapping his plump lips around your tiny nub, he give it a harsh suck, flicking his tongue and sending waves of pleasure down your spine. his hair tickles your belly when he tilts his head, swallowing you further as his fingers work faster in your soaking cunt, going in and out at a fast pace and the tips brushing just right against your sweet spot.

it doesn't take too long for him to replace his fingers with his tongue, savoring your taste as dragging the wet muscle along your velvety walls, a muffled groan escaping him as he practically makes out with your cunt.

you try, you really do. you try your best to focus on the book before your eyes, but yeonjun just needs to be too good with his tongue. he barely started and you are already falling apart, gripping the book cover so tightly that you could rip it, but you won't. the object is a good way to hide your face from your boyfriend so he doesn't see that your eyes are actually closed, your lip almost bleeding between your teeth.

the way his tongue works so eagerly, fucking your hole just at the right pace, your arousal covering his chin and joining his spit, making a mess on your couch. you can't help the loud moan that leaves your lips when he starts to rub loosen circles on your clit, adding to your pleasure and you unconsciously buck your hips towards his face, shamelessly humping his mouth.

you feel the coil in your stomach growing bigger and bigger, your foggy mind unable to think about anything but how good yeonjun makes you feel, your book now being nothing but a vague memory in the back of your mind. your boyfriend increases the pressure on your clit, rubbing it harshly and causing your legs to tremble around his head, the knot feeling like it's gonna snap at anytime as he eats you out like a starved man, making you see stars, taking you to the sky and back, your toes curling in the air. and suddenly, it's all gone, just when you are about to hit the edge, yeonjun moves his fingers and face away from you as he looks up to watch your reaction, a smirk on his swollen, glistening lips.

you cry out his name, eyes wide open as you press the book onto your chest, staring at him with puppy eyes, he almost feels bad for doing what he's doing to you, keyword: almost.

"n–no, jun, please let me cum…" you whine, tears pooling at the corner of your eyes as you feel the frustration of having your orgasm denied taking over you.

"cum? aw, angel…” he cooes, ghosting his thumb over your clit. “what about you tell me how the book ends first?"

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“Come on, baby.” The voice is silky, devilish, right up behind your ear. “Look at me.”

Your head is filled to the brink with fog. All senses dulled and yet turned up to one hundred. The firm feeling of his thighs spread out beneath yours is driving you crazy. Yet the sound of his command swims in and out of your ears, never sticking. Your only response is to let out a high-pitched whine as you struggle to grind your hips back into his.

The movement is quickly brought to end as he delivers a sharp slap to the inside of your thigh, drawing out a gasp.

“No, darling,” His hand travels up your thigh and over your hips and stomach, fingers fleeting on your bare sternum, until a strong grip takes hold of your chin. “I said look.”

Your head is yanked away from his comforting shoulder, forced forward straight at the mirror. Yeonjun’s half-lidded eyes meet yours in the reflection. His black tresses dangle down into his sight-light, drawing more attention to the sly smirk hanging on his lips.

Oh how proud he is of himself to have you like this.

Focusing on yourself in the full-length, you see just how much damage he’s already done. Your neck is littered in red, unlikely to disappear for the next couple of days; Your thighs draped wide on top of his reveal the leaking wet in between them. He has you completely naked, while only his top remains bare. Looking into your eyes, the gaze is far away and you let out another soft whine. His other hand, draped upon your lap, inches ever closer to where you need him most. Still, he continues to refuse you.

He’d been so tired coming back into the hotel room. Shoulders sagging, eyes heavy, you wanted to do anything you could to make him feel better. Thinking maybe a massage or running him a bath perhaps. Three ruined orgasms later, you can barely think beyond how desperate you are for his touch.

“Aren’t you so handsome? Look at how pretty I’ve made my baby.” Suddenly so much more energetic the moment he had you in his lap, quickly submitting to every touch.

Two long fingers poke at your lips, signaling you to open them. You gladly do, letting the rough pads run across your tongue, pushing down the back of your throat. Your eyes flutter shut at the feeling. The gag reflex pushes back up your throat, you swallow it as it’s replaced with a whiny moan.

He pulls the fingers away and you quickly peel your eyes back open, watching dazedly as he trails them down to your clit. Keeping with a soft touch, he begins circling the nub, barely pressing down. He moves at a torturous pace. A mewl breaks out of your lips, squeaky and needy. The deep vibrations of his chuckle shake against your back. Every movement of his bare skin against you drives you deeper into a haze. The two fingers dip further down, spreading slick up and down your folds, toying at your wanting entrance.

“J-Junnie, please! Please, I’ll be so so good for you! Promise-Just please give me anything, please!” Your voice hikes up, feeling tears begin to bubble up in your eyes. Need taking over, your hips buck against his hold, trying for any sort of relief you can get.

“God,” Fingernails dig into your sides as he stops your movements. “You’re so fucking cute.”

In a moment his lips swallow up yours. Eating up every delicious moan that spills out once he finally pushes his fingers into you. The pace he sets is fast revealing a need comparable to yours. Two fingers stretch out your walls again and again with a slight sting, yet you still want more. Yeonjun seems to think the same as he soon adds in another. That draws out a moan which he lets ring out, pulling away from your lips and back down to your neck. There his teeth scrape on the red skin. Pain fogs up your senses until it leaks into aphrodisiacal pleasure. Bombarded with so many sensations when he places his thumb back to roll circles around your clit; your head lolls back onto his shoulder and your eyes screw shut. The sounds you release grow higher and louder with every second past. Your high creeps up closer and closer, so close to finally getting there.

“Beomgyu!” Yeonjun whined loud enough you could hear him from outside the front door. “Beomgyu!” He whined out again easy for you to tell now, he is crying. You frowned putting your fork down and walking over to the door unlocking it and opening it watching Yeonjun quickly stumble in almost hitting you. One arm was wrapped around his skateboard, while his backpack hung from his shoulder. Yeonjun face was scrunched in pain as you scanned his body noticing how much blood was on his arms and shirt.

He sniffed and finally looked at who was holding the door thinking it would be Beomgyu, his face dropping and trying not to look in pain when he saw you placing his skateboard down. “W-where’s Beomgyu?” He sniffed with a shaky voice looking down.

Yeonjun is one of your brothers, Beomgyu's best friend, he’s also one of your neighbors. You think he could be a sweet boy but you swear he doesn’t like you. As long as he and Beomgyu have been friends he’s barely spoken a word to you and always looks like he rather not speak to you. You usually just smile and not talk since he does the same but seeing him covered in blood like this makes your heart drop.

You pouted walking to him quickly and closing the door behind you. “He’s Asleep…Did you fall?” You asked. He looked down like he was trying hard to hold his tears after a second looking back up to meet your eyes. He slowly nodded and couldn’t help tears rushing out of his eyes. “It hurts..” He whimpered. You quickly pulled the backpack off his shoulder placing it on a hook before grabbing his hand and leading him to the kitchen table. “This is why I always tell you and Beomgyu not to skate around when it starts getting dark.” You whispered making him sit at the kitchen table.

Yeonjun whimpered looking down and playing with his fingers hearing you quickly moving. You got a wet towel and grabbed some bandaids you saw in a cabinet and came back placing them on the table and gently grabbing his arm. “You didn’t break anything right?” You whispered moving his arm back and forth. “No.” He spoke. You nodded “Good. Cause I don’t know how to fix that.” You giggled to yourself before getting serious and starting to clean the blood off his arm.

“Tell me what happened. Why did you come here instead of going to your house?” He looked away swallowing starting to feel embarrassed.

Yeonjun hated that he cried in front of you just now. He likes you and wants you to think he’s cool and nonchalant. He thinks you’ll like that. He has a huge crush on you but you’re his best friend's sister, and he’s not sure how Beomgyu will feel about that. And also you’re older than him, so you probably think he’s still childish. For this reason, he knows you too can never be real but that doesn’t stop him from liking you.

He sighs quietly finally mustering up the courage to speak. “There was a rock on the ground I didn’t see. And I hit it and started rolling. I was closer to your house so I came here, and I didn’t want my mom to worry.” He mumbled whipping his tears off his cheek.

You looked up to his face sighing at his glossy eyes bringing a hand to help whip his tears. “I’m sorry that happened.” You spoke pulling your hand away and grabbing a bandage. “Luckily I think it’s just small scratches, just a lot of blood.” She spoke. After a couple of dozen decorated bandaids and a towel covers In blood, you had covered all his scratches. His arms were almost covered in bandaids.

“There, good as new.” You smiled looking at his face finally. He quickly looked away then at his arms. “Thank you..” He whispered. You smiled and then gasped pushing his hair from his temple. It was a small scratch and a small amount of blood but it still worried you. Yeonjun looked at you and could help his cheeks getting red at you staring at his face being so close. “W-What is it?” “You’re bleeding, let me see.” You spoke getting closer to his face and moving his hair out of the way grabbing the towel and gently dabbing the area.

He tried to stay calm but his heart was beating fast his breath was hitching as he breathed he didn’t know what to do but just hold his breath as you whipped the blood away. “It’s a tiny cut it won’t leave a scar.” You spoke quietly grabbing a bandaid and having to back away for a second as you hear Yeonjun release the breath he was holding. You looked at him then back to his cut opening the bandaid. “Did it hurt?” You questioned. He shook his head looking down. You nodded putting the bandaid on the scratch looking down at his face. His plump lips were red from licking his tears away, his nose tip red from all his tears. You were awed by how cute he looked like this. Of course, it was sad he was crying but you had never seen him so vulnerable. “You look so cute.” You blurted out with a giggle poking his nose.

He blinked and looked at you, just then you noticed how red his cheeks were. You awed even more bringing his hair back down over his bandaid. He stayed silent and then finally spoke. “Y-You think?” He whispered “But I was just crying, don’t women not like when men cry?” You rolled your eyes at his words. “Whoever told you that just wants you to not get any woman.” You giggled. “And, I know you were crying and all but I've never seen you look more adorable.” He smiled a little and looked away. “Thank you..”

You nodded. “I’ll go steal you one of Beomgyu's shirts and send you off home for the night. Don’t want you to go home too late.” You spoke patting his shoulder and walking away heading upstairs.

Yeonjun looked at you go then started looking around slowly standing up. “She called me cute!” He giggled walking to the mirror in their walkway and looking at himself fixing his hair and whipping his mouth. “I’ll see you later, your cute too.” He spoke to himself into the mirror then shook his head “You’re more than cute, you’re beautiful.” He whispered. “No, I should have said that earlier. Uh if you think I’m cute now, imagine how cute I’ll be when…I can’t say that.” He giggled covering his mouth. He kept whispering to himself in the mirror about what he would say to you before he left until he heard you clear your throat.

You had come back downstairs and were standing watching and listening to him for a couple of minutes. “I got your shirt. You know you could have just told me I’m cute.” You chuckled walking to him and handing him the shirt. His face was glowing red as he took the shirt. “Yeah…Your right, I just wanted to make sure I sounded cool, ya know.” He mumbled looking away. You giggled and nodded. “I’ve never seen this side of you Yeonjun, laughing and making jokes. I wanna see it more.” She smiled “Do you need help changing your shirt? You know cause your arms and everything.” You spoke.

You asked that cause you wanted to tease him a little bit. You should’ve known he liked you from the way he tried to act around you. He doesn’t act all nonchalant around Beomgyu he acts silly and only switches to that nonchalant way when he sees you. He’s so young you just know someone probably told him girls like guys that act that way so he thought he would try with you.

Yeonjun looked at your eyes his opening wide as he gulped and looked at the shirt. He wanted to say no, not cause he doesn’t want her to touch him but out of nerves but lucky his mouth said the exact opposite. “Yes!.. I-..um you can change my shirt.” He whispered handing you back the shirt. You smiled and took the shirt and his hand leading him to the bathroom right next to you both and turning the light on facing him resting your butt on the counter. You put the clean shirt on the counter and put both your hands on his waist. You rubbed down his waist till you got to the him of his shirt slowly bringing the shirt up and over his head.

His heart was pounding so hard he was scared you would hear but of course that was stupid to think, he was just so nervous. And worst of all getting turned on. It was only worse cause he didn’t want you to see his growing boner and be disgusted by him. Even though honestly he’d be even more turned on with you being disgusted by him.

You tossed his shirt in the laundry basket looking at his chest. “Look at that, do you work out?” You spoke. “Y-yes..sometimes.” He spoke bringing his hands to his side trying to act normal. You gasped with a smile getting closer. “Can I touch?” You smiled devilishly looking him up and down seeing his bulge and staring at it for a moment before looking back up and meeting his gaze. He almost could breathe bringing his hand together and twisting his fingers. “Um.. yes! You can. But t-touch what?” He shuddered. “You’re abs silly what else?” You teased smiling brightly moving your hand and rubbing over his abs awning in amazement. “Wow.” You rubbed up to his pecs immediately going to his nipple lightly grazing it looking at his face for a reaction.

He let out a soft groan and quickly took his lip into his mouth feeling embarrassed at his noise. “S-sorry! I shouldn’t have made that noise. I-I..I..” He stuttered feeling your hand starting to move more quickly over his nipple even giving it a pinch. “Agh! Y/n!” You giggled at his reaction and pulled away. “I didn’t know you’d be so easy to get worked up.” You looked him up and down. “Makes you even more cuter.” You grabbed the clean shirt unfolded it and opened the shirt pulling it over his head.

You decide to act like you didn’t see his probably painful erection even though he has to know you did. He was panting quietly looking at you with lustful eyes. “It's probably time you go it’s getting late. I’ll meet you at the door. Excuse me.” You spoke walking out very close to him so your hips rubbed against his boner. His eyes rolled and looked up at the ceiling. He couldn’t believe what just happened. You just played with his nipple, and he wanted more. He wanted you to tease his nipples while riding him. He wanted you to force him to cum inside of you, he wanted so badly for you to slap him around and pitch his nipples more. He wanted so much! But he was so nervous to even suggest doing anything, and you seemed to only wanna tease him. He snapped out of his daze walked to the front door and saw you holding his backpack and skateboard. “Th-thank you.” He spoke taking it from you and slinging the backpack on his shoulder. “You’re welcome. Hey, don’t ride that thing home, just walk. And I won’t tell Beomgyu how you ate concrete.” You joked opening the door. Yeonjun nodded and smiled a little gripping his skateboard tightly. “Okay, I won’t. Thank you again for patching me up and stuff.” He spoke softly with a smile. You smiled and kissed his cheek holding the door for him. He turned and started walking out before turning back to you. “Oh, and you’re cute too.” He smirked and looked at her before turning back and walking away quickly. You blushed slightly and chuckled and waved him bye. “Thank you.” You closed the door when he got further smiling to yourself.

When Yeonjun made it home, he went straight to his room plopping himself face-first on the bed and laying on his stomach. He touched his cheek and smiled thinking about how you just kissed his cheek and how he wished you had kissed him more and somewhere else. He put his face back on the bed His hips involuntarily humping the mattress as his mind kept racing with more than just the kiss.

He found himself now humping his bed hungrily closing his eyes and imagining you were right there with him. Running your hand through his hair, watching him pathetically trying to cum from dry humping his bed. “Look at that, and you want to fuck me, I bet you’ll barely last humping your bed.” You whispered. His eyes squeezed tight imagining that, his mind was racing so much he imagined if you’d be sweet about it. “Come on, Yeonjun. I wanna see your pretty face when you cum on yourself from this, I know it’ll be so cute!”

He whimpered moving his hips faster his hand sliding under his chest to tease his nipple pinching it. “You’re so fucking gross getting off to me like this.” You spoke with a disgusted face. “That feels good doesn’t it pretty baby! Keep going till you cum all over for me.” Yeonjun couldn’t keep a straight thought just wanting to be inside of you. He knows you’d feel so good. He nodded at his thoughts pushing his top half off the bed and grabbing a pillow pulling it under his stomach and hugging it tightly his hips still moving harshly to rub against his bed.

He now imagined he was fucking you, his face nuzzled into your breast with your legs wrapped around him. “Fuck me stupid slut, I know you can do better!” He started shaking feeling like he was really inside of you trying to move his hips at a pace he’d hope you’d like. “Ugh! you’re amazing pretty baby!” “Does It feel good!? I love you!” He whispered and cried out into his pillow. He squeezed the pillow tighter and hated it wasn’t her. “I want you! I want you so bad! You feel so good.” He cried feeling the warmth in his stomach becoming stronger he was getting closer with each thrust against the bed. “Then give me all your cum you pathetic bitch.” “I want you to! Cum in me please!”

“Okay..okay…I’m cumming! I love you y/n! I love you!” He moaned loudly as the warmth in his stomach despised with a snap sending a wave right through his stomach and body cum shooting out and running into his underwear. He pushed his face into the pillow to muffle his moans kicking his feet up and down. “Agh…fuck..oh my gosh.” He whimpered hugging the pillow tightly and slowing his hips down. “Good job Yeonjun! You did so well!” He rested his head on the pillow for a moment letting himself slowly come down to reality.

After a couple of minutes, he sat up fully and looked at the wet spot he had created with a sigh, thinking about how it was such a waste he couldn’t give the cum to you. He looked at the pillow rolling his eye and pushing it away, he probably looked stupid laying here really imagining he was having sex with you when that would never happen.

He sniffed and finally looked at who was holding the door thinking it would be Beomgyu, his face dropping and trying not to look in pain when he saw you placing his skateboard down. “W-where’s Beomgyu?” He sniffed with a shaky voice looking down.

Yeonjun is one of your brother, Beomgyu best friend, he’s also one of your neighbors. You think he could be a sweet boy but you swear he doesn’t like you. As long as him and Beomgyu have been friends he’s barley spoken a word to you and always looks like he rather not speak to you. You usually just smile and not talk since he does the same but seeing him covered in blood like this makes your heart drop.

You pouted walking to him quickly closing the door behind yourself. “He’s Asleep…Did you fall?” You asked. He looked down like he was trying hard to hold his tears after a second looking back up to meet you eyes. He slowly nodded and couldn’t help tears rushing out his eyes. “It hurts..” He whimpered. You quickly pulled the backpack off his shoulder placing it on a hook before grabbing his hand and leading him to the kitchen table. “This is why I always tell you and Beomgyu not to skate around when it starts getting dark.” You whispered making him sit at the kitchen table.

Yeonjun whimpered looking down and playing with his fingers hearing you quickly moving. You got a wet towel and grabbed some bandaids you saw in a drawers and came back placing them on the table and gently grabbing his arm. “You didn’t break anything right?” You whispered moving his arm back and forth. “No.” He spoke . You nodded “Good. Cause I don’t know how to fix that.” You giggled to yourself before getting serious and starting to clean the blood off his arm.

“Tell me what happened? Why did you come here instead of going to your house.” He looked away swallowing starting to feel embarrassed.

Yeonjun hated that he cried infront of you just now. He likes you and wants you to think he’s cool and nonchalant. He thinks you’ll like that. He has a huge crush on you but you’re his best friend sister, and he’s not sure how Beomgyu will feel about that. And also you’re older then him, so you probably think he’s still childish. For this reason he knows you too can never be real but that doesn’t stop him from liking you.

He sighs quietly finally mustering up the courage to speak. “There was a rock on the ground I didn’t see. And I hit it and started rolling. I was closer to your house so I came here, and I didn’t want my mom to worry.” He mumbled whipping his tears off his cheek.

You looked up to his face sighing at his glossy eyes bringing a hand to help whip his tears. “I’m sorry that happened.” You spoke pulling your hand away and grabbing a bandage. “Luckily I think it’s just small scratches, just a lot of blood.” She spoke. After a couple dozen decorated bandaids and a towel covers In blood you had coverd all his scratches. His arms almost covered in bandaids.

“There, good as new.” You smiled looking at his face finally. He quickly looked away then at his arms. “Thank you..” He whispered. You smiled and then gasped pushing his hair from his temple. It was a small scratch and a small amount of blood but it stil worried you. Yeonjun looked at you and could help his cheeks getting red at you staring at his face being so close. “W-What is it?” “You’re bleeding, let me see.” You spoke getting closer to his face and moving his hair out the way grabbing the towel and gently dabbing the area.

He tried to stay calm but his heart was beating fast his breath was hitching as he breathed he didn’t know what to do but just hold his breath as you whipped the blood away. “It’s a tiny cut it won’t leave a scar.” You spoke quietly grabbing a bandaid having to back away for second as you hear Yeonjun release the breath he was holding. You looked at him then back to his cut opening the bandaid. “Did it hurt?” You questioned. He shook his head looking down. You nodded putting the bandaid on the scratch looking down at his face. His plump lips red from licking his tears away, his nose tip red from all his tears. You awed in how cute he looked like this. Of course it sad he was crying but you never seen him so vulnerable. “You look so cute.” You blurted out with a giggle poking his nose.

He blinked and looked at you, just then you noticed how red his cheeks where. You awed even more bring his hair back down over his bandaid. He stayed silent then finally spoke. “Y-You think?” He whispered “But I was just crying, don’t women not like when men cry?” You rolled your eyes at his words. “Whoever told you that just wants you to not get any woman.” You giggled. “And, I know your where crying and all but I never seen you look more adorable.” He smiled alittle looked away. “Thank you..”

You nodded. “I’ll got steal you one of Beomgyu shirts and send you off home for the night. Don’t want you to go home too late.” You spoke patting his shoulder and walking away heading upstairs.

Yeonjun looked at you go then started looking around slowly standing up. “She called me cute!” He giggled walking to the mirror in their walk way and looking at himself fixing his hair and whipped his mouth. “I’ll see you later, your cute too.” He spoke to himself into the mirror then shook his head “You’re more then cute, you’re beautiful.” He whispered. “No, I should have said that earlier. Uh if you think I’m cute now, imagine how cute I’ll when…I can’t say that.” He giggled covering his mouth. He kept whispering to himself in the mirror about what he would say to you before he left until he heard you clear your throat.

You had came back down stairs and where standing watching and listening to him for a couple minutes. “I got your shirt. You know you could have just told me I’m cute.” You chuckled walking to him and handing him the shirt. His face was glowing red as he took the shirt. “Yeah..Your right, I just wanted to make sure I sounded cool, ya know.” He mumbled looking away. You giggled and nodded. “I’ve never seen this side of you Yeonjun, laughing and making jokes. I wanna see it more.” She smiled “Do you need help changing your shirt? You know cause your arms and everything.” You spoke.

You asked that cause you wanted to tease him alittle bit. You should’ve know he liked you from the way he tried to acts around you. He doesn’t act all nonchalant around Beomgyu he acts like a silly guy, and only switches that way when he see a you. He’s so young you just know someone probably told him girls like guys that act that way.

Yeonjun looked at eyes opened wide as he gulped and looked at the shirt. He wanted to say no, not cause he doesn’t want her to touch him but out of nerves but lucky his mouth said the exact opposite. “Yes!.. I-..um you can change my shirt.” He whispered handing you back the shirt. You smiled and took the shirt and his hand leading him to the bathroom right next to you both and turning the light on facing him resting your butt in the counter. You put the clean shirt on the counter and put both your hands on his waist. Your rubbed down his waist till you got to the hime of his shirt slowly bringing the shirt up and over his head.

His heart was pounding so hard he was scared you would hear but of course that was stupid to think, he was just so nervous. And worst off all getting turned on. It was only worse cause he didn’t want you to see his growing boner and be disgusted by him. Even though honestly he’d be even more turned on with you being disgusted by him.

You tossed his shirt in the laundry basket looking at his chest. “Look at that, do you work out?” You spoke. “Y-yes..sometimes.” He spoke bring his hands to his side trying to act normal. You gasped with a smile getting closer. “Can I touch?” You smiled devilish looking him up and down seeing his bulge and staring at it for a moment before looking back up meeting his gaze. He almost could breath bring his hand together and twisting his fingers. “Um..y-es! You can. But t-touch what?” He shuddered. “You’re abs silly what else?” You teased smiling brightly moving your hand and rubbing over his abs awning in amazement. “Wow.” You rubbed up to his pecs immediately going to his nipple lightly grazing it looking at his face for a reaction.

He let out a soft groan and quickly took his lip into his mouth feeling embarrassed at his noise. “S-sorry! I shouldn’t have made that noise. I-I..I..” He stuttered feeling you hands starting to move more quickly over his nipple even giving it a pinch. “Agh! Y/n!” You giggled at his reaction and pulled away. “I didn’t know you’d be so easy to get worked up.” You looked him up and down. “Makes you even more cuter.” You grabbed the clean shirt unfolding it and opened the shirt pulling it over his head.

You decide to act like you didn’t see his probably painful erection even though he has to know you did. He was panting quietly looking at your with lustful eyes. “Its probably time you go it’s getting late. I’ll meet you at the door. Excuse me.” You spoke walking out very closely to him so your hips rubbed against his boner. His eyes rolled and looked up at the ceiling. He couldn’t believe that just happened. You really just played with his nipple, and he wanted more. He wanted you to tease his nipples while riding him. He wanted you to force him to cum inside of you, he wanted so badly for you to slap him around and pitch his nipples more. He wanted so much! But he was so nervous to even suggest doing anything, and you seemed to only wanna tease him. He snapped out his daze walking to the front door seeing you holding his backpack and skateboard. “Th-thank you.” He spoke taking it from you slinging the backpack on his shoulder. “You’re welcome. Hey, don’t ride that thing home, just walk. And I won’t tell beomgyu how you ate concrete.” You joked opening the door. Yeonjun nodded and smiled alittle gripping his skateboard tightly. “Okay I won’t. Thank you again for patching me up and stuff.” He spoke softly with a smile. You smiled and kissed his cheek holding the door for him. He turned and started walking out before turning back to you. “Oh and you’re cute too.”he smirked and looked at before turning back and walking away quickly. You blushed slightly and chuckled and waving him bye. “Thank you.” You closed the door when he got further smiling to yourself.

When Yeonjun made it home, he went straight to his room plopping himself face first on the bed laying on his stomach. He touched his cheek and smiled thinking about how you just kissed his cheek and how he wished you had kissed him more and somewhere else. He put his face back on the bed His hips involuntarily humping the mattress as his mind kept race with more then just the kiss.

He found himself now humping his bed hungrily closing his eyes and imagining you where right there with him. Running your hand through his hair, watching him pathetically trying to cum from dry humping his bed. “Look at that, and you want to fuck me, I bet you’ll barely last humping your bed.” You whispered. His eyes squeezed tight imagining that, his mind was racing so much he imagined if you’d be sweet about it. “Come on, Yeonjun. I wanna see your pretty face when you cum on yourself from this, I know it’ll be so cute!”

He whimpered moving his hips faster his hand sliding under his chest to tease his nipple pinching it. “You’re so fucking gross getting off to me like this.” You spoke with a disgusted face. “That feels good doesn’t it pretty baby! Keep going till you cum all over for me.” Yeonjun couldn’t keep a straight thought just wanting to be inside of you. He knows you’d feel so good. He nodded at his thoughts pushing his top half off the bed and grabbing a pillow pulling it under his stomach and hugging it tightly his hips still moving harshly to rub against his bed.

He now imagined he was fucking you, his face nuzzled into your breast with your legs wrapped around him. “Fuck me stupid slut, I know you can do better!” He started shaking feeling like he was really inside of you trying to move his hips at a pace he’d hope you’d like. “Ugh! you’re amazing pretty baby!” “Does It feel good!? I love you!” He whispered cried out into his pillow. He squeezed the pillow tighter and hated it wasn’t really her. “I want you! I want you so bad! You feel so good.” He cried feeling the warmth in his stomach becoming stronger he was getting closer with each thrust against the bed. “Then give me all your cum you pathetic bitch.” “I want you to! Cum in me please!”

“Okay..okay…I’m cumming! I love you y/n! I love you!” He moaned loudly as the warmth in his stomach despising with a snap sending a wave right through his stomach and body cum shooting out and running into his underwear. He pushed his face into he pillow to muffle his moans kicking his feet up and down. “Agh…fuck..oh my gosh.” He whimpered hugging the pillow tightly slowing his hips down. “Good job Yeonjun! You did so good!” He rested his head on the pillow a moment letting himself slowly come down to reality.

Yeonjun drags his fiery lips to your other nipple, giving a few kitten licks and some bites here and there which have you whimpering and groaning. He trails some wet kisses up to your neck and your back arches in pleasure.

He smashes his lips against yours and you both moan and groan as you kiss each other with great need. Your lips tangle together in a wet erotic dance full of sucking and biting, soon your small make out turns into a shameless open mouthed kiss.

Yeonjun detaches his lips from yours and sits back on his knees with your body splayed beautifully before him. You whimper under his menacing glare to which he praises, “what a good slut.” He brings his long, slender fingers to your pussy and rubs your wetness. “Look how wet your are, just a dumb wet whore aren’t you?” You can’t help but groan at his nasty words and the way his fingers circle your aching hole. More pre cum drips from your pussy.

“Y-Yeonjun, please.....” You’re mind is foggy with need and more juice drips from your cunt, the slow teasing circles that Yeonjun is tracing around your hole evoke more cries and pleas from your swollen lips. 

“What’s the matter? Having trouble forming sentences?” Yeonjun taunts, he slips in a finger and smirks at the loud moan that falls helplessly from your lips. 

Sex with Yeonjun is always interesting and you never know what to expect. Sometimes, he puts you in so many positions your dizzy. Sometimes, he makes you orgasm so many times your begging and crying from over stimulation. And sometimes, you have to beg and sob to be allowed to cum.

Yeonjun adds another finger and you cry with pleasure, you swear you’re floating right now. As much as you want to just cum, you know that you have to ask his permission to do so; otherwise he’ll harshly punish you.

“Daddy!” You whine, you’re orgasm getting closer. The way Yeonjun’s fingers dive in and out of your cunt creates a lot of vulgar sloshing sounds that drive you crazy with burning need. Yeonjun also groans, he loves when you call him daddy and you also look so hot; spread open for him with your pretty pussy warm and juicy around his fingers. “Daddy, c-can I-oh fuck....can I p-please cum?” 

Out of nowhere Yeonjun pulls out his fingers from your soaked cunt. “So needy,” he muses “shamelessly begging to cum.” He rams his slick covered fingers in your mouth and you accept them with a surprised cry. “Suck” yeonjun orders.

Like a good obedient plaything you begin sucking Yeonjun’s fingers with sincere passion, licking each crevice and curve like your life depends on it. Letting out sounds of pleasure at the taste of you on his fingers and the way they feel in your mouth.

“On your hands and knees.” Yeonjun demands as he undoes the tie from your wrists. Your hurry to obey, thrilled that you’re gonna get Yeonjun’s dick. Once you’re in position you bite your lips in excitement and need; being on your hands and knees in front of Yeonjun gives him a clear view of your glistening pussy. Such a vulgar and naughty position makes your cunt clench around air, damn it you’re so horny. 

“What a cute little kitty, always so ready to please. It’s all your really good for, huh?” Fuck, his dirty talk was going straight to your pussy. More slick dripped out, making Yeonjun moan, “always so wet for me.”

You couldn’t take not having Yeonjun’s cock in your soaked pussy a second longer, “Yeonjunnie, please baby, I need your big cock in my aching pussy!” You rocked back and forth a bit on your hands and knees, trying to get Yeonjun to pay more attention to your burning cunt. 

“Such a needy kitty, and here I thought you were a good girl.” You whined, at Yeonjun’s teasing and at the fact that your pussy was still empty.

Yeonjun’s big hands take their place on your hips and as he gets ready to ruin you, he whispers in your ear, “Needy bitch.” A few whines tumble from your lips, but then his cock stretches your slippery pussy so perfectly that for a second you forget where you are. Yeonjun’s nails digging into your hips however quickly anchor you.

“Oh” Yeonjun moans, he lets out some praises and picks up the pace. Your head fall back as you’re eyes roll back and your tongue hangs out of your mouth, saliva dribbling down your neck. Yeonjun’s dick continues ramming into your pussy.

“OH!!! F-fuck……DADDY. Oh baby please, ah…” Slews of moans and whines leave your quivering lips. “Shit shit shit!!!!!! Oh god Yeonjun…fuck..Yeonjunnie..” Yeonjun feels so good against your warm slick walls and the skin on skin slapping noises were all you could think of. Very soon you feel an orgasm approaching again.

“Daddy, daddy c-can I please cum? Oh fuck….baby please let cum. Fuck…. You feel so good. Can I please please cum?” You choke on a lump in your throat as you desperately beg him to let you cum. You’re so desperate to cum that you feel tears slipping from your burning eyes. Aching sensations form into our neck from you’re head being towards the sky so you bring you’re head down towards the floor and tears plus saliva drip onto the carpet.

As you continue moaning and whining and begging to cum you also choke on your tears and drool. Your nonstop desperate pleas to cum do little to convince Yeonjun.

“What a noisy toy,” he complains. He picks up your abandoned underwear still full of your pre cum and forces it into your mouth to shut you up. However, the lacy thong in your mouth does little to keep you quiet.

Yeonjun cock twitches as he nears his orgasm and you hear Yeonjun let out some deep grunts and groans. He changes his paces from rapid thrusts to deep slow strokes which have you sobbing with pleasure, he switches his pace a few more times and you’re reduced to a moaning hole as you let out muffled wails.

The hot tears burn your eyes, sweat drips from your forehead and your mouth and throat are sore from all your moans and sobbing.

“Fuck” Yeonjun chokes out through clenched teeth. He’s close, and so are you; you’re so dick drunk and close to your orgasm that all your whines are incoherent mumbling and crying.

“G-gonna cum” you say, Yeonjun rams into you even faster, your pussy and his cock make more erotic squelching sounds. His new pace makes you shriek around the underwear in your mouth “No you’re fucking not,” Yeonjun warns.

“Nasty dick hungry sluts like you aren’t allowed to cum. Just look at you,” he plunges into your cunt at a bruising pace, basking in your cries and how red your ass is, “so pathetic and shameless.”

No fuck no you’re so close your gonna cum. “AH fUck!!” You scream “ Daddy please!!!!! Your slut needs to cum-AH-please! ‘Gonna die if it don’t” your tears have stained your cheeks and neck and your muscles are aching with the need to cum, you’re not sure how much longer you can hold it.

“Whores like you deserve to be edged and denied permission to cum.” Yeonjun pushes your hips down so lying flat on your stomach, you’re head is faced to one side and Yeonjun fucks you like an animal as his hand pushes your head into the soft -but soaked from tears and drool- carpet.

With a last few powerful thrusts Yeonjun’s orgasm erupts with a loud moan. Hot cum fills your sore and swollen walls, which still ache with the need to cum. After a few moments to collect himself, Yeonjun gives your back a kiss and briefly massages your sore ass then gets up to clean himself in the bathroom.

Meanwhile you stay laying down, sore and sobbing pathetically: covered in tears, saliva, and your wetness and Yeonjun’s cum dripping out of you. You feel used in the best way possible but the burning need to cum still runs like a fire in your body and cunt.

The bathroom door opens and Yeonjun kneels down next to you with mock sympathy, “Such a well used hole, sad you didn’t get to cum?”

You try control your sobs and end up hiccuping a bit. “Please” you whine with whatever hope and energy you still have left.

Thankfully Yeonjun has som mercy and reclaims his position between your legs. He lies on his stomach, kissing your kitty and passionately licking all the juices mixed in their. Your on your back now and you’re head falls back on the floor as you scream in relief.

A few stray tears still manage to slip from your tired eyes and your tongue hangs out of our mouth as you once again drown in that euphoric feeling. Yeonjun’s tongue plays with your hole and then he goes to suck your clit. Your back arches and you shriek as your orgasm finally explodes.”FUCK!!DADDY!!!” You cry, your body convulses and your pussy clenches repeatedly around Yeonjun’s tongue, the blissful state you’re in gives you such immense pleasure you think you see stars behind your closed lids.

Yeonjun gives you a moment to recover then retrieves a cloth and cleans you up. Regaining your breath is a little hard, Yeonjun helps you sit up and pulls you into his arms. Holy fuck, you just had one the best orgasm of your entire life. You lean into his sticky with dried sweat chest, wrapping your arms around his neck and then reaching up to his pink lips to leave a kiss. “Damn, Yeonjun, you’re amazing.”

He returns the kiss and chuckles, “You’re even better.”

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