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“Here, let me.” He stops you from standing, easily lifting you in his arms and carrying you towards the bathroom. “You’ve done enough today baby, let me look after you now.” He murmurs into your ear.

You’re too tired from before to really prevent him from carrying you. You can walk… you think. The dull ache that throbs from between your legs says otherwise. Maybe a bubble bath wouldn’t be so bad.

The warmth that envelops you as he lowers you into the bath with him is instantly soothing. Scented candles give the room a calming feel and you relax into his chest as he washes your hair.

“Beautiful” He whispers as he massages your scalp, the sensation almost putting you to sleep. “You looked so beautiful, all trussed up just for me.”

You’d met Shownu through a club, one that sends packages in unmarked boxes with no logos so as not to scandalise your neighbours. You’d requested to be put in contact with someone specialising in shibari. The club had delivered Shownu to you, well not delivered, but put you in contact with each other so that you could discuss all aspects of the play before moving forward with it. The first few meetings were just the two of you talking and getting comfortable around each other. Shibari required trust, and before you could jump into it, you needed to know that you could trust this man.

It was the best thing you’d ever done. Not only was he excellent at his craft, the sex was mind blowing and the aftercare was top notch. Today it was a bubble bath but other times it was him cleaning you up then bringing you water and chocolate, or staying to watch a movie in soft pyjamas, staying to cook for you, wrapping you in a blanket and snuggling on the couch. Whatever form it took, he always left you relaxed and utterly blissed out.

“I ordered chinese for us. It should be here in half an hour. Did you want to stay in the bath longer or get into comfy clothes and watch a movie?”

Sehun suddenly wraps his arm around your shoulder though, and pulls you close to him so he can hover his lips next to your ear. “Now we have a reason to baby you. Not that I need one because I already pay for your coffee every time but,” he motions his spoon at the far end of the table, “if I don’t Mr. Byun might fire me on the spot.”

“Okay,” you straighten up in your chair and glance between your two friends, “but I don’t need to be babied. Just be yourselves. You were never like this before so I don’t know why you’re acting so strange now.”

Bea clears her throat and lifts her brow at you, a funny expression on her pretty face. “Yeah, but you’re getting married now. To a billionaire.” With that she turns your head towards the far end of the long table, right at your fiancé. Baekhyun is sitting surrounded with some of his business partners, only few of them younger then fifty. You smile. Baekhyun looks— for lack of a better mental image, bored out of his mind. He’s doing a very professional job of hiding it, but you know him too well by now.

It’s not been that long since the boss has been joining the lunch meetings, but you’re glad any time he does. That way you get to see him more often and make sure he’s eating well. Normally, you two send each other winks and looks from so far across each other, but tonight Baekhyun doesn’t seem in the mood. He’s most likely forced to pay attention to what is being said.

You poke out your tongue to wet your lips for a second as you watch him. He looks amazing tonight, though this doesn’t surprise you anymore. Your to-be husband still looks good after three days of no sleep and about 75 cups of coffee. His hair is much softer of color than when you first met him, the caramel color having faded to a light washed blond that has stuck around for a long while now. His dark blue, velvet suit looks crisp and smoother than smooth, making his shoulders look immaculately masculine and his body muscular.

You wish for a second he would give you a single glance, but you also know that a business like his doesn’t run from playing around and so you settle on pouting as you entertain your friends. Towards the end of dinner, Baekhyun seems to say his goodbye’s to some of the old men at the end of the table, and stands up. From the split second you catch his eyes you can tell something is wrong. Baekhyun’s sharp gaze is piercing, lingering ever so long on Sehun’s arm where it’s wrapped around your shoulder still.

Without another word you watch him make his way out of the painfully expensive chairs and toss his napkin down, and out the room with robotic steps. Bea notices too, and pushes Sehun’s arm off your shoulder. “You’ve pissed him off, Hun!” she points, pulling her lips into a sharp line. “I already told you that you always overdo it with the touching. My boyfriend got pissed too, when he saw you hanging all over me.”

Before Sehun can give the no doubt, snarky response to follow, you interrupt and sigh. “I don’t think it’s that. Baekhyun’s not the jealous type. Things must have gone wrong with the discussion, or something.” At that, Sehun’s eyes soften. He pushes his plate away a little to put his elbow on the table and leans his face into his hand.

“You should probably go see him,” he says, eyes finding yours again.

Though you nod, you pick up your fork again. “I will, in a bit. Better to let him calm down first. Besides, it’s rude for an employee to just get up during the middle of lunch and leave.”

“You’re not any old employee though,” Bea points out, stuffing some shrimp in her mouth.

“I’m just as much of an employee as you guys are.”

Lunch happens to take a while longer than expected. And because Heaven’s Gate employees have such weird schedules, it’s not abnormal for people to have drinks at 4 in the afternoon. You’ve never been much of a drinker, so after a two shared bottles you’re already a little tipsy. You and your co-workers end up having a good time, and you start to understand why Bea likes the lunches. Baekhyun takes great care of his employees. When everyone finally starts to clear out, you decide it’s time to go.

You stretch out and pick up your bag, only to find three missed calls of your fiancé. Confused, you wave your friends a quick goodbye and head out into the hall. When you dial back, you come onto voicemail, and run your hands through your hair. Why is he not picking up now, that man is always on his phone? You look at the time, and pull your lip between your teeth. It’s only 5:07 right now, he should still be at work.

You sigh and toss your phone into your bag, before making your way over to the elevator. Baekhyun— though a sweetheart, has a tendency to become quite the drama queen when people— or more particularly you ignore his calls. You brush it off as nothing more and step into the elevator to find your way to his penthouse. But by the time you get to the thirteenth floor, he’s already waiting for you. Well, he’s waiting for the elevator, you just so happen to be in it. “There you are,” you sigh. “Why are you not picking up your phone?”

Baekhyun has the decency to look surprised, but enters the elevator without saying a word to you, much to your confusion. He steps into the overly expensive room and presses two buttons, before leaning his back to the wall and staring at the ground. You frown. It’s obvious that something is bothering him, but it’s hard to tell with Baekhyun sometimes and so you can’t help but cross your arms over your chest and stare at him. “What are you doing, Byun Baekhyun?” you question.

He lifts his eyes for a second, but looks toward the door just as quickly, straight up ignoring you. You’re not one to start a scene, you’re really not, but you really don’t like people ignoring you. Baekhyun knows this. So instead of getting fed up like he clearly wants you to, you roll your eyes and look at the front as well, listening to the soft elevator music instead. You arrive at his destination quickly, and watch as he makes his way out of the elevator, shoulders bunched up and squared.

He must be stressed out. You follow behind him without another word and walk over to his penthouse doors, to which a small dismissal sound comes from your fiancé. He looks over his shoulder with a frown and sighs. “I’m just here to pick something up. Don’t follow me.” As he makes his way through the door he tries to push it closed behind him, but you’re too quick. For being this many years older than you, he sure likes to act like an overgrown child sometimes.

He luckily gives up quickly and stomps away just a tad too loud, to go find whatever it is that he needs. You sigh and wait by the door, staring at him as he moves throughout the space that has come to feel like home in the last year and a half. He walks fast and makes a huge mess, by which you can tell he’s upset. He normally doesn’t act like a borderline diva, though he has the amount of money where people wouldn’t be surprised if he did. It leaves you to wonder what happened and what could possibly have gotten him that upset.

When he finally comes back to the door, one of his car keys in hand, he stops in front of you and has the nerve to raise his eyebrows at you. You were going to let him rage out, but now you don’t feel like it anymore. “Will you stop acting like a child and tell me what’s going on?” you bring out, frowning now. Baekhyun’s jaw ticks as he looks down at you, and with a swift move he brushes past you to get back to the elevator. You turn around though and grab at his hand.

Baekhyun sighs, and runs his free hand over his face. “I don’t feel like it.” He seems to look apologetic for a second when you let go of him, before looking away and getting into the elevator. When you follow behind he pushes the button of the ground floor and you two travel down in silence. He chews his lips, before finally uncrossing his arms and looking over at you, though still with eyebrows knitted together. “Why didn’t you answer my calls?”

You glance at him, back pressed against the wall and eyes sharp and analytical. You hates it when he uses his business attitude on you. “I was talking to my friends at dinner and my volume was turned down.”

Baekhyun scoffs then, and looks away. “Right, you were talking to your friends.” He fishes his phone out of his back pocket and holds it up for you to see. Your face is looking back at you there, and Baekhyun’s lips pushed to your cheeks. “For over an hour.”

“I really was,” you sigh, waiting for the doors of the elevator to open. Luckily most employees would have gone home by now, but you still don’t want to make a big scene in the welcome hall of the most prestigious homing chain in all of Asia. You just hope that he settles down a little.

He doesn’t. His cheeks ever start to color a little with how angry he’s getting at this point, though he’s doing his best to keep the business-like pokerface on. “I know, that’s the problem. Why are you always spending more time and effort on other guys?” When the lifts dings he grabs your wrist and drags you behind him, only stopping until you two are out into the chilly afternoon air.

Your eyes widen at his words though. “You cannot be serious,” you laugh, out of annoyance or surprise you don’t quite know. This isn’t like Baekhyun, and so you can’t believe him making such a big deal out of nothing. “Please tell me you’re joking.”

“Don’t try to turn this into a game. I’m really fucking serious!” he sighs, clenching his jaw again and letting go of your wrist. With a wave to the bellboy, he tosses the car keys over to him. Only then does he meet your eyes again, irises dark. “We only have so much time to spend together and you can’t even set aside half an hour to see me after my meeting? Why does it always have to be me putting in effort? You don’t put in any effort at all, even though I do everything in my power to come see you.” With every word he steps closer to you, until you’re reaching out to put a hand over his mouth and he steps back and down a stair angrily. You don’t mean to shush him, but he’s being extremely overdramatic.

When you open your mouth to respond, Baekhyun jumps in yet again, voice now almost at shouting level. “And why the hell were you talking to Sehun for so damn long and why the hell was he whispering in your ear?!”

“Baekhyun!” you bring out, glaring at him from under your lashes. That’s enough.

At your call, Baekhyun pouts and takes your wrist again, leading you down to the driveway where you can see his lights appear from the distance. “I can give you everything you could ever want,” he mumbles, more to himself than to you. “Sehun sure as hell can’t, I’ll tell you that. Do you need me to tell you his paycheck?”

When the car rolls up, you break your hand out of his strong grip and shake your head at him. “You know I never cared about any of that.”

“Yeah, but you should care about me.” He stares at you for a long while, and you can only look at him in disbelief. You do care about him, more than you care about anything or anyone else. Baekhyun breaks your look by walking around the back of the car and opening the driver’s door. He rubs his hand over his brows, before sighing. “Get in the car.”

And though you’re mad, you do. You refuse to become the petty child. After you slam the door of his Rolls Royce and you hear Baekhyun wince at the sound, you press your face against the glass and look out instead. The drive is quiet for the first time in a long while, filled with only the sound of his breathing steadying out and the movement of his hands on the wheel. When you drive past some of the familiar streets of Gangnam, you swallow. “Where are we going?” Your apartment is the other direction.

When Baekhyun doesn’t immediately respond, you look over at him. The sun that’s lowering behind the horizon casts a pretty orange glow on his face, peeking past his profile as he drives. He takes his eyes off the road for a split second to look over at you. “I’m taking you somewhere.” His grip tightens on the steering wheel, and almost as an afterthought he mumbles something else. “I’ll show you why you shouldn’t flirt with other men.”

“I wasn’t flirting!” you say, glaring out the window now. How can someone you love so much make you so damn mad sometimes? It’s almost as if he’s doing it on purpose. You know he’s not though, he can’t stand arguments.

“Yeah, well… it bothered me anyway,” Baekhyun grunts, voice lowering as he takes a left and speeds onto the highway, letting the engine roar.

Even though you know you should just leave it, you open your mouth again. You could blame it on the alcohol later. “Maybe that’s your problem and not mine.” When you feel Baekhyun’s eyes pierce into the side of your face, you tutt your lips. He shifts gears and rests his hand there, face moving between you and the road. If there’s one thing Baekhyun’s really not good at, it’s confrontation. If he can be annoying, so can you, right? It’s not like you’ve been trying to solve things the entire time. “You should work on it, people will start thinking you’re spoiled if you keep acting this way.”

This really makes Baekhyun mad, you can tell by the way his hand moves from the shift to link into yours. His grip is almost vice-like, as if saying that he’s had enough now. A wordless warning on his part. “Don’t be a brat, Y/N. I’m not in the mood.” You’re done too.

“Just get me out of this stupid car. I wanna go home and hang out with Sehun.” Baekhyun’s fingers twitch where they are intertwined with yours, getting even tighter if that’s possible. You play with the edge of your black pencil skirt instead of looking at him. “At least he knows how to treat someone he cares about.”

Baekhyun almost chokes. “What did you say?”

“I said: At least he knows how to treat a woman!” Your shout bounces around in the car. With one move you pull your hand out of his and lace your own together in your lap. Baekhyun just scoffs and presses down on the gas more, passing over the bridge far above the maximum speed. You don’t say anything else, choosing to watch the cars as you speed by them with a loud roar of the overpriced machine.

After driving for a good ten minutes you get to a calmer part of the city, and Baekhyun suddenly slows down and maneuvers to the right. He stops the car along a sidestreet roughly, making the both of you slam forward. Then he gets out and opens his door, staring you down from his upright position. You notice that his cheeks are flushed, and that he’s still clearly mad. You’ve since calmed down a little though. “Get out the car,” Baekhyun says, eyes hard and piercing as he regards you.

Though you feel like questioning him, you do as he asks and get out, before crossing your arms over your chest. He then lifts his one brow and clenches his jaw, staring you down over the roof. “Get into the back seat and take off your clothes. And you better hurry up before I come help you.” Now this, you should have expected. The few times you’ve had fights— and they’ve been scarce, he’s always been like this. When he’s really, really mad, he needs comfort in a way that only him bossing you around can fill.

You blink at him blankly for a second, but yank open the back door and get in. It’s not anywhere near dark yet, and the windows are not nearly as tinted as you’d like them. But now your anger has subsided, you want to make up, and you know this is the way Baekhyun likes to do it. So you kick off your shoes and shimmy out of your skirt. With a few swift hand movements you rid yourself of the white top as well, and take a deep breath. For some reason you didn’t think of this while you were being rude, and now you know you’ll have to face the consequences.

A tingle pools in the pit of your stomach when the door opens, and your to-be husband pokes his head inside. He looks you up and down slowly, catching that you’re wearing some of his favorite lingerie. Normally this would bring a smile to his gorgeous lips, but right now he’s not up for games. He looks over his shoulder to the main road which is only a good twenty feet away, and then licks his bottom lip. “Good. Now come here and open your legs, baby. I’m going to show the entirety of South Korea who you belong to.”

This— you don’t expect. You’d literally be in open view of any drivers passing by. Your eyes widen at him. “Baekhyun, people could take pictures.”

“So what? Everyone can know how pretty you look when you cum on my lips for my part.” His slim hands wrap around your thighs and pull you forward, making your butt rest right at the edge of the seats. You squeak. He opens your legs smoothly, and ducks to throw them over his shoulders. Like this you can feel his breath on your core, as you bite your lip. This must be the dumbest idea he’s ever had. “Pick me a safe word,” Baekhyun whispers, before starting to place kisses along your inner thigh, from your knee to the edge of your underwear.

You swallow and grab onto the leather of the driver’s seat. “Sehun,” you whisper quietly, watching as Baekhyun’s face twists from confusion to amusement until a darkness settles in his eyes. You’re going to suffer, and you honestly can’t wait.

“You naughty, little brat,” Baekhyun smiles, gliding his index finger along your clothed slit. “What would your friend do knowing he’s being mentioned when you’re getting fucked by someone else, huh?” His lips press kisses over your underwear and up to your belly button as his finger plays along the edge of your panties, before pulling them from your skin to let them slap back. “Who made you this wet, Y/N?”

“You did,” you swallow, free hand gliding through his hair to tangle in it.

“I haven’t even touched you yet and I can already slide my fingers in you.” He places another kiss at the edge of the fabric and pokes out his tongue to look up at you, before his finger slides underneath the pretty piece to collect the wetness that’s coating your underwear. “Don’t you like it a little too much, being exposed like this?” His soft kisses turn more violent, adding teeth and leaving marks on your soft skin. “Or are you just this crazy about me, huh?”

You whimper when his one finger starts gliding up and down, just brushing your clit every so often like a tease. “Both,” you say, voice pathetically affected already. It’s like you’re conditioned to him, Pavlov’s dog has nothing on you. Already, your body is tingling with the knowledge of what is to come next. While his slim finger continues his slow attack on your core, his other hand comes to grab your thigh, tightly. “Ah,” you moan when he bites the inside of your leg particularly hard, body jerking a bit, “fuck, Baekhyun.”

In one smooth move he removes his body from yours to slide your panties down your legs, cold air quick to nip at your skin. Then his body is back to cover yours from the direct view, though if anyone were to drive by— it would be very clear what is happening. You guess you’re in luck this street is somewhat desolate. His lips draw you away from worry when he places a soft kiss there, followed by another. His hands lift your hips into a more comfortable position and then in one smooth move his licks up from bottom to top.

He pulls away too soon, and only brings more cold tingles to your body. When you want to tangle your fingers in his hair again to pull him closer, Baekhyun shakes his head with a grin and pushes your hand away. “Nuh uh, bad girls don’t get to touch,” his voice is lithe, but deep nevertheless, eyes reflecting the same intensity there, “find something else to hold onto.”

When you pout, he looks back down and squeezes your soft skin between his fingers. He gives in and bends back down to give you another kitten lick, before he settles his lips around your clit and sucks sharply. You immediately twitch because of it, and grab onto the leather of the seats. His sucks go from hard to softer, and back again as his one hand comes up to toy with your entrance.

Long fingers slide just in to slide back out, making you whine in anticipation. You should have kept your mouth shut. Baekhyun’s mouth then sinks lower, tongue now giving deeper and harder licks and kisses. Though you can’t see it, you can imagine him with his chin dripping with your juices, all while still dressed in his ridiculously expensive suit. The thought makes your legs clench tight, which makes Baekhyun chuckle against you.

His fingers now find the place where his mouth was earlier and brush soft circles over your clit with his thumb. His tongue and lips suck and lick and eat you out so busily that a loud slurping rings through the silence of the car. You can’t hold it anymore, and grab at his soft hair, pulling his face even closer. Baekhyun moans a little at the pull, movement stuttering just slightly. He could be mad, but chooses not to. Instead he just opens your legs more with his free hand and gives you a little nip. “Ah- sh- Baekhyun!”

Your body is warming up quickly, sweat sticking your back to the leather and skin erupting with goosebumps. His mouth doesn’t give up for a second, only motivated more by your sounds, as well as his fingers. His tongue moves in and out of you along with the movement of his thumb, now roughly flicking your clit— fast and hard. The coil is your belly is already rolled so tight, you know it can’t take much longer before you come. His mouth is so warm and wet against you, and yet your body feels tingly cold. The temperature difference is enchanting.

When you wince at his touch, Baekhyun laughs again. He pulls back a little to look up at you from under his lashes. “This is a better view than I have normally,” he presses licks and kisses to your bottom lips in between the words, fingers now moving back down to fully slide in you. You can’t help but moan at the sudden fullness, finally having something to clench around. “Eating your wife out in full view of the sunset,” he continues, wrapping his tongue back around your over-sensitive bud.

He adds a third finger inside you as he thrusts them inside, making the car shake from the movement. You bite your bottom lip— hard, and open your eyes to watch his handiwork. His hair is sticking just slightly to his forehead, lips red like cherries and as you expected, lips and chin smeared with your juices. When he sees you looking, he removes his lips from you to poke out his tongue, and pull as much of it as he can into his mouth. You moan again and jerk your head back at a particularly hard thrust of his fingers.

“I’m not your wife,” you say, trembling at his nibble around your clit. Your entire body is beaming now, coil so tight that you’ll get there any second. Baekhyun must be able to feel it, since his lips and hands get more eager. At your words though, he pulls out his hand to your great dislike, and sits up to look at you. His eyes are dark, though his cheeks are flushed and lips are parted slightly.

He moves quickly to lean into the car and lay his body over your naked one, thigh pressing sharply in between your legs. The changed feeling of friction makes you whimper, hips rubbing up and down the fabric. Baekhyun hovers his face just above yours and grabs your jaw between his two fingers, before smiling at you. His lips brush your ear. “Not yet, no. But soon enough, you will be. And I can’t wait to get to treat you like a queen all day long.” He flexes his thigh for you and moves it up and down along your slit as he kisses your lips gently.

The sudden shift is intoxicating, as well as the taste of you on him. His tongue tangles with yours for just a second, before you need to pull away to breathe. “F-fuck, baby, I’m so close.” Baekhyun’s one hand finds your breast and slides underneath the garment to pinch your nipple as he smiles, clearly enjoying your already-fucked-out expression. Your lips parted to get in enough air, cheeks bright red and eyes barely able to hold open.

“I’m going to make you come on my lips and fingers, and then again on my cock. And then I’m going to drive you to my house and make you come again, against the wall, okay?” At this point you are so far gone that you can only shake your head wildly, clinging to his shoulders like a lifeline. Not that he has to ask, he owns you anyway. Baekhyun moves back down for you, not bothered in the slightest by the wet patch on his suit, and wraps your legs back around his face.

His breath is hot now, your body just about trembling with how past ready you are. When his lips slide back in place around your clit and his fingers back inside you, you can feel the coil start to unravel. Two more thrusts and you’re coming with a scream and your fingers tangles sharply in his hair. Your back lifts from the leather, curling into his touch more. “Mh-Baekhyun!” He doesn’t stop while you shake through your orgasm, heat washing all over you and your vision going white. Only when your legs stop trembling so hard and when your noises quiet does he stop moving.

He pulls his fingers out of you and dips them into his mouth instead, cleaning them off with his tongue entirely. Then he stands up and smiles down at your pathetic pout. “My turn.” He zips down his pants under your hazy gaze, suit ruined because of the dirt and your juices. But he doesn’t take the pants off, only moving it out of the way enough to let his hard cock free. His head is red and dripping with precum, veiny from being in it’s confinement for so long. Baekhyun’s probably more aware of where and who he is than you are right now. “Turn around, angel,” he says gently, helping you flip over so your upper body is resting on the seat and your hips can be levelled with his.

You can hear the smile in his voice as he talks, satisfied with your fucked-out reaction. You’re already hanging on a thread and he’s not even been inside you yet. “You remember the safe word, don’t you?” he whispers then, trailing his fingers down your side. You manage a little nod, before letting your cheek rest on the leather. Baekhyun laughs a little at your reaction, before pressing his head to your entrance and sliding in ever so slowly. He stretches you just right, tingling your walls. His cock feels so much better than his fingers do, that you have to grab onto the seat belt for your life. “Tell me you want me,” he says than, stilling fully buried in you.

“I want you,” you murmur, face pressed to the cold leather and knees still weak from before, “I want you so bad. Please, move, Baekhyun.” You regret it almost as soon as you say it because he moves hard— sharply pulling out and slamming back in so that your hip bones slam into the side of the seats and your nails dig into your hands. His body moves in and out perfectly, filling you up every time and sending you reeling. You’re too tired to lift your body up, so your entire top half just moves with the motion and shakes the car in the process.

The cold metal of his pants slapping against your butt only adds to the sharp building in your body, so soon after the other already. Baekhyun’s grip on your hips is vice-like, and when he angles you up a little more, you cry out. “Ah- oh my- fuck, right there! Right there, Baekkie, don’t stop.” He doesn’t. His sharp movements get even harder, if that is possible, his breathing heavy and laboured. At this point your clinging onto that single seat belt so hard that it might snap any second.

“Are you close, baby?” You give a non committal noise that can mean anything, but Baekhyun doesn’t mind. “I’m close too. Fuck, you’re so tight.” He pressed his one hand to the small of your back to hold you still, and moans. His other hand moves under your body to rub at your clit again, which is still so sensitive that you have to squeeze your eyes shut so tight it hurts.

“Baekhyun, baekhyun,” you murmur, his hips snapping in you at a vicious pace and not slowing once, “I’m gonna-” Before you can finish the words he squeezes your clit between his fingers and sends you over the edge, body jerking wildly in his hold. Your legs give out entirely, and your ears ring so loud that you can’t even hear yourself anymore. You might be screaming bloody murder for all you know. Baekhyun keeps moving until he too, comes, with a deep grown from deep down. His cum fills you up even more, dripping down your legs and ruining his suit even more.

You two stay like that for a few seconds, before he sighs because of sensitivity and pulls out. His cum mixed with yours drips down your legs, but you’re too exhausted to move, let alone do anything about it. Baekhyun rubs your back gently, before leaning over you and grabbing your skirt from the floor. He uses it to clean up your mess, before tossing it back. You whine a little because that cost a lot, but Baekhyun doesn’t care. Of course he doesn’t. You hear him clean himself up best he can, before he helps you sit up in the car and helps you tug on your blouse. “Tired?”

You look up at him to see his little smile, proud and clearly satisfied with his work. You nod and pout a little, as Baekhyun brushes your hair away from your face. “Okay, nap a little while I drive. We’re almost there, okay?” He closes the back door for you and gets in in front. You stare at him in the rear view mirror, and pull your naked legs close, suddenly feeling cold without his body to cover yours.

“We’re lucky no one saw us,” you mumble as you lean into the door, “that could have been really bad.”

Baekhyun catches your eyes for a second, before giving you a guilty smile. At least he has the decency to look slightly apologetic. “Actually, two cars drove by,” he admits, as your eyes fly open. “You didn’t notice…” he continues, looking back at the road, “but I don’t think they saw. I was covering you anyway.” Though you want to be mad, you’re too tired to. You shake your head at him, but soon you fall asleep against the cold window.

When you wake up, it’s dark out. It’s dark out, and you’re cold, but held against a warm body. Baekhyun’s carrying you bridal style, your cheek resting against his collar bone. You look around slightly. “Where are we?” Even though it’s dark, you’re sure you don’t recognize this place. It’s not your apartment, nor is it his, because you can hardly carry a half naked girl through the middle of Gangnam. Baekhyun smiles down at you when he notices you’re awake and keeps walking.

“You know how I said I was taking you somewhere?” He nods forward then, to the giant house up ahead. “It was supposed to be a bit of a surprise but I guess I ruined it by being moody. I remember you telling me that you’ve always wanted to live near the sea, so I got us a little vacation place.” And sure enough, if you listen you can hear the waves rolling in the distance, crashing against the rocks.

“Little?” you repeat, looking at the giant house as you come up to it now, “This thing is bigger than our houses combined, Baek.” He nods and giggles softly.

“I might have gone a bit overboard.” He walks you up the last bit of stairs to arrive to the door, and looks down at you. “I’m going to have to put you down for a second, okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. I think I can walk,” you blush, embarrassment coloring your features. As he puts you down, you wobble a bit, muscles still trembling a little from before. Your bare feet on the stone are ice cold, but luckily Baekhyun pushes the key into the lock soon. As the door opens, the lights automatically come on in the hallway, house pristine and smelling of vanilla. Once again, Baekhyun’s outdone himself in an attempt to show his endless love for you. Your mouth drops open a little as you walk in.

“I know it’s a lot, but the only reason I bought this place is because we have a big garden with privacy and an amazing view. I could hardly make them take down half the house, could I?” When you look over your shoulder at him, he smiles a little and lifts his shoulders. “I’m an idiot, I know. But lets go check out the bedroom for now, okay? You can explore later.”

When he grabs your hand in his and drags you along eagerly, you smile. “Baekhyun, I’m tired. I need energy to go play in the ocean tomorrow.”

He pushes open one of the doors towards the end of the hall and nods, though his eagerness sure doesn’t seem to agree with his words. “Of course, you do. But this is a brand new house. And I think,” he closes the door behind you and dims the light of the room, “it’s missing that personal touch.” The room is huge and beautiful, with a canopy bed and gorgeous windows but you don’t get to see much of it because Baekhyun is in front of you and caging your body to the wall. “And I did promise you three orgasms tonight, so…”

Luckily for him, the nap did help you out a lot. You smile as you grab his chin between your fingers. “What are you waiting for then?” Within a second, his lips are slotted over yours and you’re tangling together again, and this time he lets you push his suit jacket off his shoulders. Baekhyun’s hands are more eager now, unbuttoning your blouse and letting it slide off, so you’re back into lingerie immediately. His kisses are softer now than before, his anger long gone and replaced with the same love and care that you always associate him with. As he starts making up your neck, you sigh, running your fingers through his hair. “I can’t believe you got this mad because of Sehun. I didn’t know you were the jealous type,” you whisper.

Baekhyun hums, and wraps his arms around your waist tightly as his lips sink lower again. “I wasn’t this mad about Sehun, not really. I- uh.” He stops for a second to pull back and look you in the eyes, a serious glint settling there. “One of my shareholders had the audacity to propose me an arranged marriage with his daughter in turn of a part of his company and part of his stocks.” His hands find your thighs now, sliding your underwear back down and shaking his head. He clearly doesn’t want to talk about it, but if he keeps it in it’ll only keep bothering him.

Before you can say anything to comfort him, he’s working on your bra and lifting you up into his strong arms. “And when I told him I have an amazing fiancée who I love, he dared to tell me you didn’t look like much, and that you probably are dating me for my money. That’s why I-” When he looks back at you, his eyes are turned a bit down. He puts you down on the soft bed, and comes to sit next to you.

“That’s why you stormed out.” You nod and help him unbutton his dress shirt, and his pants too. “It’s okay, I’m not offended by it.”

“You’re not, but I am.” When you pull his body to yours by his shoulders, he hesitates above you. “How dare they even think of you like that? When you’re literally the most— the only important thing in my life? If anyone disrespects you like that again, I’ll ruin them.” He looks too serious, too intense for a light moment like this, that you can’t help but push a kiss to his jaw and smile.

“You are disrespecting me right now by making me wait this long, so please ruin me before I do it myself.” At that his lips twitch, before he nods. He peppers kisses all down your chest and takes one of your nipples in his mouth, sucking gently. The other he rolls between his fingers, as he settles his body on top of you. Your hands land on his shoulder blades, nails digging in them to hold him to you. He smiles against your skin when you whimper, and lifts his hips a little to line himself up.

“Anything you wish, my queen.” He pumps himself a few times, before he pushes inside you smoothly. The stretch stings more this time, walls still sensitive. Baekhyun doesn’t hold still and rolls his hips into you immediately, lips finding yours warm and soft. His body on top of you pushes you deep in the soft blankets, as the headboard taps against the wall each time he snaps his hips. You two melt together until you’re coming again, Baekhyun pulling out just in time for his cum to paint your belly and breasts. He falls down next to you and pulls you close, but not before cleaning you off with his Valentino dress shirt.

When you whine at it, Baekhyun laughs and presses a kiss to your nose. “It wasn’t that expensive, don’t worry.”

“You’re ridiculous.”

He nods, and buries his face in the crook of your neck, his breath soft against your skin. “You love it though.”

“I love you,” you agree, wrapping your arm around him to pull him close to you. In this warmth you can already feel sleep overtaking.

“I love you too.” He sighs out long and deep, and then hums. “I’m waking you up tomorrow to go to see our beach, just warning you now.”

“Our beach??”

“Shh, just sleep.”

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“Yeah… Just like that, don’t stop.”

You whimper as you softly caress Chanyeol’s mop of hair in between your legs. One of your feet outlining his back as well while he’s doing so, so great at eating you out exactly how you like it. His nose, mouth, and tongue buried in between your folds, fingers in and out of you.

“Fuck, you’re so good, Chanyeol!”

You cry out when a particular roll of his tongue on your clit hits a nerve so good. You tighten your hold on his hair asudden out of your ministration because of his good agility.

Chanyeol knew the moment you start to pull his hair is when you’re nearing your peak so he did what he knows will make you cry out his name. He picks up his pace and fucks his fingers into you so fast that your voice shakes as he does so. And he doesn’t stop until you’re leaking onto his fingers.

Chanyeol swiftly removes his fingers and jumps up on top of you the moment you scream out his name. With your juices glistening on the lower half of his face, Chanyeol dips in to give you a kiss and you love how shameless he is and doesn’t even wipe his mouth before kissing you. The taste of your own pleasure mixed in with his mouth makes your lust even more intensified.

“Fuck, Chanyeol! Fuck me so good that I forget all the other men I’ve ever been with.”

Chanyeol’s forehead creases in with what you said, you know that he knows he’s not the only one you’re sleeping with. He seems fine with it in normal situations, but the fact that you mention it during sex drives him wild. It helps him fuck you like a teenager in heat and sometimes even choke you when he pleases to.

“Say that again, Princess?”

Chanyeol grabs your jaws roughly with his huge hand, to give your neck wet kisses.

“I said, fuck me so hard that I forget any man other than you.”

You whispered with all your might with how much he was holding your neck now. 

And to that, he startlingly rams his cock inside of you. Both your hands reach up to hold his wrist with the hand that was choking you already, not too tight but not loose either.

He continues to thrust hard and fast while just looking straight at you with so much fire in his eyes. 

He doesn’t seem to get tired, his appetite just seems to get more and more improved the more he continues his onslaught on you.

You’re all mewls and curses as you reach your high and Chanyeol never waivers with his consistent movements. This is exactly what you like about him, he’s consonant and steady.

You like him a lot, you like the sex, you like lying next to him and you certainly like the camaraderie when you’re together.

But sadly, you don’t like him enough to stay.

So you finally stood up, this time just ten minutes after you both reached your high.

You always do that to him, and he is used to you leaving first. Nothing new for Chanyeol.

However, this time, you did not take your time. You did not do what you usually do after he made you cum multiple times during the nights you see each other.

You usually use your phone to check on your SNS for about fifteen or so minutes. Cuddle him a bit and give him a taste of your sweet side for a fraction of a time and then go ahead and leave him hanging, just when his heart is about to burst and believe that you might actually truly love him to go on and take a shower and use his expensive shampoo and conditioner and then leave his flat.

But right now, you’re hurrying to put on your clothes. Not even bothering to wipe yourself clean and just put on your underwear like the stickiness doesn’t bother you. He knows the combination of both your release bothers you a lot when it trickles down your thighs. But today is different and it distresses Chanyeol a lot.

“Not gonna shower?”

He asks carefully, slowly pushing himself up his bed to look at your form properly.

“Nah.”

You stopped putting on your clothes for a bit to answer him nonchalantly.

“Oh—”

Chanyeol’s only response. He was taken aback by your sudden honesty. Usually, you will make up a little lie not to hurt his feelings.

Before you pull open Chanyeol’s bedroom door, looked back at him to inform about your new rule.

“Ah, by the way… Don’t contact me, okay? Wait for my call or text. It depends on my mood.”

You gave him a half-smile and his face fell when you told him what you just said.

“W–why? You hiding a boyfriend somewhere out there?”

Chanyeol joked a bit, to save face.

“Actually, yeah.”

You deadpanned and proceeded to leave, banging the door closed on your way out.

“Hey, you both look like -totally exquisite tonight! I’m so glad you guys could make it! You both look stunning as fuck...” Taehyung’s lips stretch into a smirk, as he eyes you from head to toe before mimicking his actions to eye your best friend a well. He was very intoxicated and it was nothing new for Kim Taehyung to get totally wasted this early in the night. His heated gaze made you both feel incredibly intimidated. It didn’t help that he was intoxicated and much more confident. You both glance at each other before chuckling in slight discomfort. “Hey, Tae!” You say feeling self-conscious under his intense gaze. “Where’s Jungkook?” Your best friend asks as he moves to the side to let you both enter through the front door of the Jeon residence. “He’s fucking at the back taking shots with Namjoon,” Taehyung says laughing while picking up a red cup forgotten by the TV. “How many shots have they both had so far?” Your best friend asks waving Seokjin who smirks at her before cocking an eyebrow cockily as he checks her out from another side of the living room. "I dunno we lost count after 20." He says completely unbothered by his friends getting hammered right before the party even started and you both nod stiffly in response.

Typical Jungkook. 

The smell of pot fills your nostrils and you turn your head towards the living room couch. "Hey, Yoongi! Hoseok!” You exclaim waving at pair enthusiastically. Hoseok and Yoongi pull the joint out from between their lips before blowing out smoke to murmur a quick ‘Hi' to you while smiling. "You guys doing this already?" Your best friend chuckles shaking her head as she crosses her arms. They both glance at each other before coughing out a few chuckles. "Babe we've been fucking high since like 3 pm," Yoongi states proudly before fist pumping Hoseok. You check your watch for the time and you are not surprised when it displays that it's 7:30 pm.

You both roll your eyes and nod your heads before turning back to Taehyung. He grins at you both cheekily before pulling out his phone from the back pocket of his jeans. “Hey, Namjoon just texted me that Marks passed out by the pool. I’m gonna go and draw a few dicks on his face! Fucking prick did it to me last time." He laughs glancing back up at the two of you. You both laugh muttering a quick ‘okay'. "Yeah, but hey you girls have fun tonight alright?" He winks at you both while patting you on the shoulder before making his exit. You both release a shaky breath that you both didn’t know you were holding before facing each other.

“So, what are we doing first?” Your best friend exclaims over the music as she scans around Jeon Jungkook’s living room. You hum in thought before eyeing the alcohol propped up on a table near the kitchen. You both side-eye each other with a grin spreading against both your lips. "Drinks!" You both say simultaneously, giggling like little girls while linking arms as you both made a v line to the table. You exhale silently, resting your body against the corresponding wall near the table as your friend removes her arm to examine the alcohol available.

“This bottle of Vodka Raspberry is definitely Taehyung’s.” She says chuckling as she inspects the bottle. You nod laughing in response before turning your body to face the front door. “These type of parties is always a ‘bring your own’ alcohol sort of thing.” She says while picking up a bottle of Smirnoff before twisting her face in disgust. “This one is definitely Jackson’s. It really says a lot about people’s characters.” She adds making you tumble over in laughter. “I know right. I can’t believe we forgot to buy a bottle of our own.” You mutter scanning the room. “It’s cool, Jungkook always has the bottles we like. You feeling whisky?” She asks which you nod eagerly to in response.

“I can’t believe Jungkook’s throwing another party after what happened last time,” You sigh, watching all the people flood through his front door. Your best friend nods while pursing her lips, as she pours the bottle of alcohol into the red cup in front of her. “Yeah, I know he got into really big shit last time from his mom after Mingyu peed in her antic vase,” She says poking her tongue out in concentration as she grabs the coca cola bottle. You chuckle resting your elbow against a side table in Jungkook’s living room.

“Yeah- that was fucked,” You mutter scanning the room for the sole person you came here for. “Oh look its that girl we hate, oh we hate her too, oh! And her!” You chuckle while shaking your head. “Fucking bitches man,” You complain when they give you a glare as they walk past. “Tell me about it,” Your best friend laughs and you grin in response as your eyes scanned the room from left to right once again only for you to be left in disappointment. You sigh while pouting in dejection when you haven’t spotted him anywhere.

“You know lover boy hasn’t stopped staring at you since we got here,” Your friend whispers in your ear as she hands you a red cup of Hennessy topped up with some coca cola. You ponder over her words as your hand wraps around the cold red plastic cup with a slight flush to your cheeks.

“Who?” You mumble averting your gaze into the cup as you swirled the liquid inside. “Park Jimin, that’s who!” She scoffs at you before rolling her eyes while grabbing another red cup as she started pouring a drink of her own. “He’s here?” You exclaim in excitement, eyes automatically scanning the room for the fourth time since you got there.

"Yes, he's behind us." You straightened almost instantly at her words and she chuckles mockingly at your automatic response of fixing your posture. "Relax okay? You look smoking hot tonight." She winks at you and you force a smile in retort to her compliment. "Well, thanks I guess. You don't look so bad yourself,"

“Why thank you!” She bows sarcastically and you snort in response. She grins at you before gazing behind you and she quickly looks back at you with a raised eyebrow. "What?" You mouth at her and she smirks in response, grabbing your arm she pulls you close to her so she can whisper in your ear.

“He’s like biting his lip now; god knows what he’s imagining right now. I told you that the four hours you spent getting ready wasn’t for nothing and I’m so glad we went for the tight black jeans and a low cut shirt.”

"I think you're seeing shit. He’s always surrounded by such beautiful girls. Why would he even look at me?" You mumble pulling yourself out of her grip, before taking a quick sip of your drink which you knew was about 97% alcohol and 3% coke. “Excuse you. You are drop dead gorgeous and you know it. Why would I lie to you? It has been an obvious fact that he is into you.”

“Yeah right.” You murmur before chugging your drink. Trying your best to ignore the tightening you felt in your chest. She pouts folding her hands as she watches you tip back your drink in one go.

“He’s into you (Y/N)! You don’t even know how many times I have caught him staring at you on campus,”

You gag while pulling the drink away from your lips, a drip of the alcohol sliding down your chin. “Bitch, does this beverage even have any coke in it?” You spat, face scrunching up at the burning sensation of the alcohol slipping down your throat. “Sorry girl, you know how we roll,” She slyly winks at you and you chuckle in response, wiping the lone drip on your chin. “Best believe when I make your drink you're going to do a first year all over again for sure-”

“(Y/N)! You promised to never mention that ever again! That night still haunts m- “

"No, but for real is he staring at me? Like for real?" You cut her off as you face her with anticipation as your fingers quickly through your hair. "Yes (Y/n), Yes. For fuck sake, we've been through this so many times already. He's into you. I wouldn’t be getting your hopes up this high if I wasn’t sure." Your best friend sighs while dramatically sliding the palm of her hand down her face as she turns your body to face the said person you both were talking about. Your breath hitches in your throat as your eyes land on him. Immediately any previous doubt you had in your mind completely vanishes when your eyes meet. He is staring.

He’s fucking staring.

Your heart leaps in your chest as your stomach starts churning, the feeling was almost electrifying as your eyes lock with his. He stares at you with such passion, his eyes clouded over with lust, throat drying as his tongue swipes over his bottom lip before he takes a long sip of his cup, eyes still locked on you. What made you almost choke on your own spit was his slight smirk stretching on his lips, eyes narrowing faintly. He was pure sin and you wanted every fragment of it.

His mouth opens slowly to say something and your eyes widen in expectation, heart thumping in your chest as your breathing begins to get heavy and irregular. Your body jolting in anticipation, you almost don’t feel your friend tightening her grip on your arms from the other sensations rushing through your body.  

“Hey Jimin!” His friend Taehyung shouts over the booming music while slinging an arm around his shoulder, grinning from ear to ear. “Hey, Tae bro…What’s up?” Jimin says finally averting his gaze from you to face one of his many close friends Taehyung. He smiles widely, ruffling Taehyung’s hair before pulling him into a brief embrace.

You felt disappointment instantly wash over you. 

You were disappointed but at least you could breathe properly again. You raise a shaky hand over your chest as you regulate your breathing. “He was going to say something,” You murmured perplexed to your best friend and she nods assertively behind you, grinning widely in excitement. “Wow. He stared at you for a solid 10 minutes I swear- “

“Why did you turn me around so suddenly when he was looking at us!” You gasp swiftly turning your body back around to glare at your best friend. "Oh, here we go again!” She chuckles lowly, pulling you into a quick embrace, mimicking Jimin’s actions to Taehyung. “First off, he wasn’t staring at us, he was staring at you and secondly I wanted you to see how much he’s into you for yourself bitch. Didn’t you see the way he was eye fucking you?”

“I-I, he was looking wasn’t he?” You mutter face burning as your lips stretch into a wide love-struck grin.

“Yes! He was! You need to have more confidence in yourself,” She comforts you by sliding her hand up and down your back reassuringly. “You’re right…I’m sorry for being so annoying,” You mumble before pouting and she pinches your cheek gently. “You’re my best friend (Y/N)! You’re annoying as shit but I still love you,” She cheekily says grinning at the smile spreading across your face. “Yeah, thanks.”

“Anytime,”

“I’m not complimenting you- “

“Forget about that, he’s taking glances at you while talking to Taehyung, that’s a really positive reaction (Y/N) you should go women up and talk to him first.” Your eyes widen in horror as your excessively shake your head in denial. “Are you crazy!? I am not doing that. I can’t and I won’t.” She sighs in defeat before glancing over at Jimin, her eyes and mouth open in shock when she looks over to him. Your gaze lingers on her questionably as she looks back at you hurriedly, her mouth stuttering, almost as if she’s mentally panicking. “L-Listen get yourself ready, Jimi- he’s coming.”

“Wait-what? No-but where are you going!?” Your hand slips off her elbow as she winks at you. You watch her strut off horrified. Oh, my goodness. You are quickly patting down your shirt, while running your fingers over your hair, in a pathetic attempt of making yourself presentable.

“(Y/N).”

“Jimin!” You shout a little too embarrassingly loud as you turn to face him immediately. He grins at you and you almost faint on the spot at how handsome he is up close. “You look absolutely gorgeous tonight,” He confidently says eyes raking up and down your figure starting from the tip of your head and ending at your feet.

Your body flushes at his words, you almost forgot how to breathe when his eyes reconnect with yours. "I'm sorry if I interrupted your conversation… I really couldn’t help myself. I just had to come and tell you how stunning you look." He adds ogling at you, his eyes slimming into his signature eye smile as he grins down at you. You blush at his compliments instantly. His compliments were pulling dangerously hard on your heartstrings. You chew onto your bottom lip nervously before jerking your lips into a smile of your very own which was rather bashful, to say the least. Jimin eyes are fixed on your lips momentarily before he’s looking back up to your face and you feel a sweet throbbing sensation in between your legs at catching him in the act of checking you out. You feel the heat of his gaze on your skin and the sexual tension between the two of you becomes more apparent.

All he was doing was staring at you and you couldn’t help the desire you felt for him. The burning sensation you felt in your heart just from the way he was looking at you was setting you completely off balance and you wanted nothing more than to feel his skin on yours. You averted your gaze to the timbered floorboards underneath you timidly as you shudder under his intense gaze.

“Thank you,” You whisper shyly and Jimin swore on his life he has never seen anything so precious and beautiful in his life. His fingers twitch at his sides as he falters over finally building up the courage to touch you. “Y-You look really handsome tonight. You always dress so stylishly,” you say timidly as he stares at your face tenderly, finally finding the resolve to feel you. His fingers curl under your chin and you almost panic at the warmth radiating off his fingers, as he moves your chin upwards until your eyes met his once again. Jimin sighs in admiration as you gaze at him through your lashes, his own heart hammering in his chest as he swallows loudly. “I’m sorry if I’m a bit awkward.” You don’t know why those words came spilling out of your lips. You felt instant regret wash over you as you watched him furrow his eyebrows at your words.

“No. Please. Of course it’s a bit awkward we haven’t really spoken that much but I really do want to get to know you better (Y/N),” Your eyes widen momentarily before you lean into his touch, Jimin’s smile widens as he watches you, eyes following your expression as he moves his hand to cup your cheek tenderly which you wholeheartedly without any hesitation lean into.

“I really want to get to know you too, Jimin.” You smile, eyes twinkling in joy. You looked so sure and content that he doesn’t hesitate to wrap a cheeky arm around your waist. The palm of his hand pushing onto the dip of your lower back and he becomes almost breathless as he feels the curve. “You know from the moment I laid eyes on you I was very curious about you. I really wanted to get to know you. I couldn’t stop thinking ‘bout you.” Jimin teasingly confesses as he ignores the lingering stares of envy from the women around the both of you as the house becomes fuller and fuller with people. You knew Jimin was a straightforward person but this was some next level shit. His openness of flirting with you, set something inside you ablaze as you step forward with his encouragement, your focus now on two things as you feel the heat radiating off the palm of his hand over your thin shirt which he tucked brazenly under your jacket.

“baby desperately I need you next to me,”

The music blares through the speakers as couples surround you both on the dance floor of Jeon Jungkook’s annual end of semester University party. Your attention is still on Jimin and Jimin’s attention still on you, as people begin to fill up the dance floor. You wanted nothing more than for this magical moment to last forever but sadly the universe had other plans.

“You know...lately I have been thinking about you too-“

“Hey Jimin you gonna just stand there or what? Get your moves on dancer boy!” Jungkook teases, thrusting a red plastic cup into the ladders hand. His hand your cheek quickly falls and you can’t hide the disappointment on your face as you avert your gaze to campuses star sportsman Jeon Jungkook.

Jimin sighs, eyes narrowing into a slight glare as he raises an eyebrow at Jungkook, lips pulling slowly into a mocking smirk. “Hey, Kiddo what’s up?” Jimin mumbles eyes motioning to you. “Kiddo?” Jungkook raises an eyebrow in confusion before looking to the side, his eyes widening when he notices you.

“Oh shit! (Y/N),” He mutters, looking frantically between you and Jimin. You tilt your head in half shock and confusion as he stretches his lips into a forced smile. “Hey I didn’t you see there man, sorry am I interrupting something?” He scratches the back of his head as his eyes flicker from yours to Jimin’s. You were about to protest when Jimin quickly cut you off.

“Yeah, well you have always been a bit blunt," Jimin mumbles motioning for him to scram which made you chuckle lowly. “Hey, Jungkook! Great party,” You smile warmly and he grins down at you. “Thanks (Y/N)! How are you?” He smirks, sliding a teasing hand down your arm. You stiffen under his touch and Jungkook’s smirk widens. “And wow you look great!” Jungkook smirks checking you out. Jimin feels his blood boil at the scene unfolding in front of him. You stutter a quick ‘I’m good’ and ‘thank you’ as you watch Jungkook leaning towards you nervously. Jimin eyes widen in panic as he scans the room for a distraction. "Hey, Jungkook is someone using your mother's vase as a toilet again?"

"WHAT!?" Jungkook shouts making you flinch in shock at the sudden raise of his voice. He turns around and sighs in irritation, before turning back to face you. "Sorry I gotta go (Y/N)! You have fun tonight alright? Let me know if you need anything.” You smile with a quick firm nod which he returns with a wink before storming off.

“MINGYU WE TALKED ABOUT THIS MATE- “

“He will never ever change, sorry about that,” Jimin mutters under his breath, striding close to you, even closer than he was previously and your heart was back to being tortured by the way he looked and smelt. “I-It’s okay, what were we talking about again?” You ask nervously and his hands were quickly back onto you. This time both hands were clutching your hips, a wide confidently sexy smile painted on his face. “(Y/N),” His voice comes out husky and low. “What do you say we go somewhere more private, just the two of us hm?”

His expression made you weak in the knees and you nodded slowly but sternly and Jimin expression twists into a suggestive one as he smirks at you, hands beginning to travel below your hips and you almost gasp as he lightly skims his hands over your ass, the cup that was in his hands was long forgotten on the side somewhere and you didn’t even notice him putting it down.

“Only if you really want to of course. What do you say? Would you like that?” He murmurs huskily in your ear and you moan lowly at the feeling of his teasing breath caressing your ear, which made you grasp onto his masculine arms in an attempt to steady yourself. “Y-Yes,”

Jimin smirks, blowing hot air over your sensitive skin teasingly, you gasped tightening your grips on his arms. “I-I would… like that… v-very much,” You say between breaths as you feel your whole body flush at the heat radiating off his body to the way he smelt and the way he felt holding you.

“Let’s not waste any more time then. We're getting out of here…” You almost whine at the loss of warmth from his body as he removes himself off you, your disappointment was short-lived though, as he intertwines his fingers with yours, before hurriedly leading to the front of Jeon residence.

“Do you need to tell your friend anything before we leave?” Jimin abruptly stops and your eyes widen in shock at the sudden mention of your best friend. “Oh yeah! I should probably let her know I’m leaving,” You nod your head at Jimin before scanning the house for your best friend. You almost mentally panic when you do not spot her straight away. “There,” Jimin murmurs in your ear before pointing towards the hall.

You sigh in relief when you see her chatting up Kim Seokjin, she makes eye contact with you from across the hall and she smirks at you while giving you a thumbs up and you return her smile happily. “Alright, let’s get out of here,” Jimin grins and pulls you out the front door not very discreetly. Jungkook watches you and Jimin leaving hand in hand, sighing sadly to himself. Taehyung notices this and pats him on the shoulder reassuringly. “It’s okay man,”

“She looked so fucking hot tonight too...” 

“Because I can’t stop thinking ‘bout you~”

You giggled happily as you tightened your grip in Jimin’s hand. The last line from the song playing at the party replays in your head as you stare at Jimin with doe eyes. Jimin returns your gaze with a quick kiss to the cheek as he motions you to get in the front seat of his luxurious car.

“Have you been drinking? Will, you be ok- “

“Barely had a sip, don’t worry about a thing darling.” Your heart pounds in your chest at the pet name and you smile widely in return. “Okay, handsome.” You retort tugging onto your seatbelt before clasping it. Jimin watches you in amusement before he starts the car. You feel the sudden rush of nervousness invade you and it was then and there that it dawned on you what you were doing.

Okay, stay calm

You swallow built up salvia loudly as you begin to get cold feet. He was practically a god, with his amazing looks and body. Not to mention his personality was great too. There is literally nothing wrong with him. He doesn’t have one bad bone in his body. You couldn’t help but begin to compare yourself to the girls him and his friends were constantly surrounded by. You knew he wouldn’t judge you or make fun of you but the anxiety was eating you out alive.

Am I really going to lose my virginity to Jimin? Tonight? Will he get put off knowing that I'm a virgin? Omg, what if I'm awful in bed? How many girls has he slept with? What if I can’t compare? Should have done some squats-

“Hey (Y/N)- “You quickly snap out of your thoughts hearing Jimin call out to you and you turn to face him hurriedly and you sigh seeing his worried expression.

"Hey, are you okay? You look kind of... I don’t know how to put it.... like a little bit stressed?" Jimin says cautiously, taking one hand off the steering wheel to caress the side of your face lovingly and you close your eyes in contentment, drowning your negative thoughts to immerse yourself in his sweet touch instead. “I’m okay, just a little nervous that’s all,” You mumble shyly and Jimin grins in response. "It's okay to be nervous, I'm nervous too," He says bashfully and your eyes open in a snap as those words leave his lips.  

“You don’t have to be nervous around me, I mean look at me-” You chuckle, holding Jimin’s hand against your cheek. Jimin looks a little conflicted as he hears those words leave your lips. “I have been looking at you, shit I have been looking at you for about two years now (Y/N),” Jimin says averting his gaze off the road to take a quick glance at you.

You flush at his words and he smiles in triumph at your embarrassed expression. “I have been looking at you too,” You murmur shyly and Jimin chuckles huskily as he removes his hand off your cheek slowly to grasp the steering wheel. “I know, I’ve been watching you long enough to know you like me. I mean you’re not very subtle,” You bite your lip in embarrassment and Jimin laughs sweetly at your reaction. “I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable with my excessive staring...” You murmur, shyly looking at him from the corner of your eyes.

“What are you saying sorry for? It’s cute,” He whispers, grinning from ear to ear as he stares at the road. “I’m anything but that,” Jimin’s smile vanishes at your words and he shakes his head in disagreement. “It’s a shame,” He says curtly and you frown at his words. His words leave an awkward, short silence between the two of you as the radio continues to play music in the background. You stare at him with wide eyes, feeling conflicted and confused at his words, you waited for him to explain his words but you quickly noticed he wasn’t going to say anything anytime soon.  He bites his bottom lip as his eyes cloud over in contemplation. “What?” You ask in confusion, quickly wanting to break the silence and he sighs sadly. “It’s a shame, that you don’t know how attractive you are (Y/N),” He says assuredly, a confident glint shining in his eyes as he stares straight at the road ahead.

“You’re the attractive one,” You whisper, turning your gaze to the window. Jimin smiles and mutters a quick ‘no, you are’, before glancing at you. His words for some reason bothered you in the sense they just did not seem genuine enough to be true. You smile falters and Jimin is quick to notice your change in demeanour. “Hey, are you sure you’re okay? You seem really distracted…”

“Y-yeah I’m fine, I’m sorry if I’m putting you off or something,” Jimin brakes suddenly as those words leave your lips and your eyes widen in shock as he signals to pull off to the side of the road. “-Wait what are you doing?” You frantically ask as he parks the car, removing his hand off his leather steering wheel to put his gear into park and you almost panic at the sudden halt of your journey to his apartment. 

“Why would you ever think that? What made you say that? Me? Be put off from you? Never. Highly unlikely.” Jimin questions turning to face you, face contorting in slight confusion and a mixture of both agitation and worry. “I-I” You stutter shocked at his words, lips opening and closing as you contemplate on what to say. “I find myself to be very off-putting that’s all...” Your voice wavers as those words leave your lips and Jimin looks conflicted. “(Y/N) …” Jimin whispers, unbuckling his seatbelt to face you properly. “You do not put me off, don’t ever say that again. If anything I am ‘turned on’ by you.” He says confidently, before outstretching his hand to switch off the radio. The new silence is almost deafening as you observe him and his beauty. You watch him silently, as you fumble with your fingers nervously. His words sending heat to your cheeks.

“You don’t have to turn that off- “

“Yeah I do, I want to hear you and I want to help you but I can’t help you if you don’t talk to me,” Jimin says sternly, eyes not wavering under your shocked expression. “Jimin it’s nothing really that deep, I’m sorry I made you stop- “

“What’s wrong (Y/N)? You can tell me you know, I know we haven’t spoken to each other for very long but I, I want you to know that you can trust me,” He leans forward towards you carefully, before sliding both hands up to cup your face and to caress your cheeks soothingly. His warmth gives you comfort and you couldn't help but immerse in the way he observed at you at that very moment. You knew he was looking at you for you and you couldn't help but let a quick single tear slip. 

Jimin’s eyes widened at the sight of you crying and he mentally panics. “Please don’t cry! Hey, what’s wrong- “

His mouth moves and words are spilling out but you block his voice as you stare at his luscious lips, you threw rationality out of the window because what you did next was a complete shock to both you and Jimin. You just wanted to rush into things and to just completely ignore the negative thoughts from ruining the mood. 

You didn’t know what possessed you to kiss him but you knew just had to feel yourself being connected to him somehow. You desperately needed to feel those luscious full lips against your own as soon as possible. You almost mentally panic at Jimin’s stillness but it didn’t take long for him to start kissing you back as soon as he came over his initial shock. He was quick to return your advances with an eagerness you never experienced before or expected.

You are both completely immerse yourselves into the steamy kiss, as he slides his palm onto your cheek, stroking the side of your face gently while he moans erotically into your mouth. You sighed at the sensation of his tongue caresses your bottom lip and you open your mouth wide enough for them to meet. You finally tasted heaven. He caresses your body and you return his caresses with a willingness and impatience.

“S-Shit (Y/N),” Jimin moans lowly, as you slide your hands against his thick thighs and you whine against his lips in response. Right before you could make contact with his crotch his hands a wrapped around yours. You both pull apart, chests heaving heavily as your lungs fight for oxygen. You stare up at him in a haze and he sighs almost painfully as he stares at gorgeously hot expression displayed on your face.  

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-” You apologise and Jimin laughs bitterly in confusion before he sweeps his bangs out of his face and you watch him run his fingers through his hair in insignificant irritation. You gulp, still panting from the hot make-out session you both just shared as you watched him silently.

He hates me. I screwed up. I don’t know what came over me-

“Please don’t fucking apologise for kissing me (Y/N) because I enjoyed that shit way too fucking much,” He says slowly turning to face you again with a tender expression on his face. “I’m sorry-I mean! Ok!” You bite back a sigh of relief as he chuckles while leaning forward towards you. Quickly placing a long gentle peck against your parted lips before patting your head lightly and you couldn’t help but flush in embarrassment at his actions even though it was definitely a rather innocent act compared to what you both just did. “I didn’t hate a single second of what we just did. In fact, I got a little too carried away there...” He says sternly, a smile spreading across his lips. “I want to kiss you…but I need you to be in the right state of mind. I need you happy. I can tell something is bothering you. Now, please look me in the eye and tell me the truth, what’s on your mind? The only reason I stopped kissing you was so we could talk about whatever is occupying your thoughts. If I'm going to go further with you, I want you to be in the right mindset.

You bite your lip in panic, not wanting to expose your thoughts to him. You stare at him calmly even though you were mentally panicking. Why did he have to be so sweet? It was so unfair. That expression on his face. That look in his eyes as if he was staring at something he truly cared for and was fond of. Feeling the need of distracting him again you sweep forward to reconnect your lips with his but he turns his face away quickly, your lips colliding with his cheek instead. “Nu-huh, don’t think you get out of this that easily my darling, you think just by distracting me with your beauty and kisses-even though you are…quite-quite…. fucking distracting,” He murmurs the last part and his eyes clouding over with lust, he sighs while shaking his head.

"Please, Jimin let's just- "

“You are great at distracting me but we're not leaving this curbside until you talk to me." You look up at him with puppy dog eyes and even though his gaze softens tremendously he stubbornly keeps up his act. You groan slamming the side of the car in defeat before opening your mouth again. Jimin watches your outburst intensely, his eyes boring into the side of your face as he clutches your car seat in anticipation.

“Okay…Okay, fine.” You whisper nodding your head slowly and Jimin smiles at you reassuringly and gently. “The truth is Jimin…” You mumble, glancing to him in embarrassment. He nods at you for you to continue as you paused suddenly.  You sigh before pouting and he grins at your cuteness. “I-I’m so in love with you that whenever I am with you I feel like I can’t breathe and you-you are just such an amazing person and you’ve always been so sweet to me. I trust you and I want you...but there’s something you need know before we get intimate,” Jimin beams widely at you and your heartthrobs in your chest at the delighted expression revealed on his handsome face. "Go on." He nods his head encouraging you to continue, his voice sounding almost shy as you inhale and exhale shakily.

“What is it? What’s been troubling you?”

“I’m a virgin…the furthest I have ever been with a boy is what we just did and I am totally inexperienced and you're always surrounded by such beautiful girls…you and your popular group of friends and I-I’m just so scared you won’t like me or that I can’t compare,” You say in embarrassment, eyes averting away from him. Jimin’s eyes widened in shock, his eyebrows furrow and you instantly feel like drowning yourself at that very moment as you wait in anticipation of his response.

“Why would I not like you?” Jimin says almost appalled at the thought. “What?” You mumble looking back at him. “(Y/N) I am so fucking in love with you too, I have been watching you for two years, two whole fucking years! You’re all I have ever wanted for the past two years since we started University and I don’t mind you not being experienced! I’m worried that I am the one that’s going to put you off, I have been thinking about you all night. I worry too! Like, things like you know-Do I smell good? Is she going to be satisfied with me? Should I have worked out before I came to this party instead of binge eating pizza?” You giggle in happiness at his words and he grins back at you lovingly. “You have nothing to worry about, I find you so freaking attractive (Y/N) …”  

“Really?” You ask feeling joy overtake your emotions as he nods surely. His confidence seems to have been boosted as he rolls his shoulders back before straightening up his posture.

“Yes, I am so in love with you. I want you so fucking much. I don’t ever wanna hear that shit come out of your mouth again, I really gave myself blue balls because you thought I wouldn’t like you because you’re a virgin? Inexperienced? Babe, buckle up, I’m taking back to my place and I’ll teach you everything you need to know about sex.” His mutters the last part before buckling his seatbelt and starting the car with impatience when suddenly he pauses abruptly hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. “What’s wrong?” You ask blinking up at him in confusion. His sudden lack of enthusiasm set your nerves on wack as you struggled to remain calm. Is it really over before it even started? “I-I want you (Y/N) but if you aren't ready or want to wait you need to let me know as soon as we start because I don't think I'll be able to control myself with you. I mean look at you. You are so freaking gorgeous." His words shoot straight to your heart as an uncontrollable smile brightens up your face. "I want you too." Apparently, this was all Jimin needed to hear to happily be able to speed off to his home. You felt your stomach drop in anxiousness as he confidently speeds off into the direction of his apartment.

“You actually fucking thought that being a virgin would put me off? Babe that makes me so fucking happy. That turns me on so fucking much, I’m going to give you a night you won’t forget and show you just how much I have been thinking ‘bout you.” Jimin says suggestively and you nod silently feeling a combination of terror and anticipation while crossing your legs together trying to suppress the sexual arousal throbbing sensation happening in-between your legs. You release a long sigh as the dampness in your panties becomes more and more noticeable.

The door slams open with a bang and he has you pinned to the nearest wall the heat radiating off his body makes you dizzy. As your lips drag against each other several times before his hand travel down south to cup your heat. “Jimin!” You jump with a start at his bold action and he smirks cockily against your lips. "I am going to show you; just how much I have been thinking about you. Just how much you turn me on and just how fucking sexy you are…"He pulls back to observe your needy expression and you exhale erratically when your eyes meet.

“I-I want you so fucking bad…” You sigh and he smirks, watching your eyes cloud over with lust as you are hastily tugging him back down by his neck to meet your lips once again. He grunts moving his fingers against your jeans to rub deliciously against your sensitive spot. You moan out loud, throwing your head back at the pleasure pulsating through your body. His touch creating friction against your sensitive clit. He grins, loving every second of your reaction, you watch him with hooded eyes as he swipes his tongue over his now swollen lips.

His eyes scan you from head to toe and you couldn’t hide the desire you felt for him any longer as you were practically dripping. “Fuck, you are creating a wet patch on your jeans…fuck," Jimin mutters huskily, face contorting in yearning as he quickens the pace of his fingers pressed against your heat. Your eyes roll back and your clutch his shoulders tightly.  

“J-Jimin!” You cry out in pleasure at the feeling of his fingers brushing against you even harder and faster than before. He smiles pleased with your reaction before he’s burring his face into the side of your neck. He sucks on your sensitive skin while continuing his torture over your crotch. Your moans become louder as he sucks embarrassing loudly on your skin leaving a trail of hickeys against the base of your neck. “You’re so fucking sensitive…” He murmurs against your bruised skin before pulling back slightly to observe his work.

He smiles pleased at the patches of purple and red appearing on your skin. “Please…” You whine rocking your hips against his fingers and the palm of his hand. Jimin’s eyes widen in shock as he watches you rock yourself against him, desperate for more friction against your heat. “F-Fuck, (Y/N).” He groans at the sight, biting hard onto his bottom lip as you moan out his name quietly. “J-Jimin…please…” You whine shamelessly and practically growls as he removes his hand off your heat. You groan in frustration at the loss of friction.

“Jump.” He says simply and you comply immediately leaping up into his arms as he pushes you back against the wall. You giggle wrapping your legs around his lean waist, tugging him impossibly closer. “I am going to make love to you for as long as I want and you're going to let me." You moan at his suggestive words, nodding in expectation. Jimin rubs his hands over your ass, kneading the flesh and you bite your lip in anticipation. “Stop looking at me like that, I’m trying to be gentle with you.” Jimin grinds against you and you whimper at the feeling of his hard on making contact with your now sensitive heat. “Oh my...” Jimin says pouting. You look up at him panting, trying to gyrate your hips to brush against his dick once again. “Someone’s needy for me,” He smirks, placing a slap against one of your ass cheeks, before soothingly rubbing over it. You moan out both in pleasure and pain, body quivering with need and eyes slimming into a playful glare as you move one of your hands off his shoulder to feel him over his jeans.

You almost scream in shock at how hard he was against the palm of your hand as you felt over his jeans. Jimin moans out loud at the feeling, closing his eyes as his face scrunches up in ecstasy. You smirk at his reaction, pressing your hand even harder, feeling him even firmer over his jeans. His eyes snap open with a start and you down at him innocently. “Yes, someone is very needy indeed.” He snorts at you in disbelief before re-connecting your lips to his. You kiss for what felt like minutes before you pull back first for air. Your both panting against each other's lips. Getting lost in each other's eyes.

"You can't do me like that (Y/N) …I'm going to show you what It is like to be fucked right, so be a good girl and let me take care of you alright?" You nod impulsively, heart hammering against your chest as he walks over to his bedroom. He is carrying you firmly in his arms, you wrap your arms around his neck and prepare yourself to be placed down against his mattress. To your surprise, he bends down to place you against the bed gently, still holding you in his arms and you continue to leave your legs to wrap securely around his waist.

“P-Please be gentle with me Jimin…I’ve never done this before.” You stutter nervously as he eye fucks you. Your reminder makes him smirk as he bites down hard onto his bottom lip, head shaking from side to side as he stares at you.

"You've never done this before?" Your heart hammers in your chest at the sexiness added to his questioning tone. The look in his eyes is displaying pure lust, causing your breathing to become increasingly heavier. He averts his dark eyes down to your chest. He watches your body move up and down as the large intakes of air invade your lungs. His smirk becomes increasingly more noticeable and you're loving every bit of his cockiness.

"Yes," You murmur just above a whisper and he slowing traces his teasing fingers down your sides, causing goosebumps to appear on your arms. "No wonder your so fucking responsive," He mutters biting down onto his bottom lip. You feel yourself almost choke out a moan as his front teeth tug onto the flesh. "I almost find that hard to believe, considering you were teasing me when I had your fine ass perched up against that wall a few minutes ago." He murmurs, hands raking down your sides and you shudder immediately at the feeling. "I am." You whine with neediness seeping through your voice. He smirks cocking his head cutely to the side. You watch him with hooded eyes as he brings his face to hover over your covered breasts. "I think you I need to show you who's in charge here baby girl." He whispers teasingly against your chest and you whimper in response.

“J-Jimin-“

He smirks moving his face back up to your neck. You watch him silently and sighed at the feeling of his lips against your neck. "Baby, if…you ever… start feeling uncomfortable… you need to …let me know and …I'll stop straight away," He says between soft feather-like kisses to your exposed neck and you immediately throw your head back to give him full access. "Well, I guess you probably wouldn't want that anyways." His perfectly shapes lips pull into a grin against your soft sensitive skin and your body automatically flushes in response.

“I trust you Jimin and I love you but shit your talking way too fucking much,” Jimin’s eyes widen in shock at your words and he chuckles softly while shaking his head. "Someone's feisty, are you sure you're a virgin?" You hum in annoyance and he responds with a breathtakingly beautiful smile.  

"Don't worry baby, I'm going to make you feel so damn good." You sigh at his suggestive tone, instinctively wrapping your arms around his neck.  "Please just take me already," The desperation obvious in your voice causes his cock to throb and harden even harder than it already was. "You don't have to tell me twice." He murmurs against your clothed chest before his fingers begin to slowly unbutton on your jeans. You are panting sexily against his mattress and his fingers work on removing your jeans with urgency. You watch him with a nervous grin and assist him with tugging them off your body.

He smells the scent of your arousal and his smirk stretches to an even larger one as you watch him. You close your eyes momentarily in embarrassment as he stares at the wet patch visible on your panties. “Fuck…” He murmurs against your thigh, which makes you tremble at the feeling of his warm breath making contact with your soft skin. You swallow your spit in anticipation as he sits up off the bed, hovering over your half-naked form to shimmer off his sleek black leather jacket.

“I’m going to take really good care of you.” Your fingers twitch beside you as he leans back down on you to leave warm sensual kisses over your collar bones. You sigh at the feeling, desperately attaching your fingers to his soft locks. He whines against your skin as you tug gently at his locks. He sucks lewdly against your skin, moaning softly and you groan running your fingers through his hair as he continues to suck countless more hickeys on your collarbones and chest. His skilful hands unbuttoning jacket swiftly and easily. He moves his hands against your back to help you sit up steadily to remove your jacket out of your arms and to pull off your t-shirt in one go over your head.

You blush in embarrassment as he stares at your half naked form and it takes a lot of willpower to not cover yourself from his admiring sharp eyes. “You’re fucking gorgeous…” He mutters confidently raking his eyes over your body. You pat down your hair and he smirks at you cockily, his eyes never leaving yours as he tugs his t-shirt off his body. Your eyes widen in shock at the solid six pack abs in front of you. You are practically drooling at his stomach, he grins at your reaction as he stands up off the bed to take off his pants and underwear one go.

Oh my goodness

“Like what you see?” He says teasingly walking back to bed, your eyes widen at his length and you almost release a squeak at the size. “Because I know I fucking do.” He says confidently. “Take off your bra and panties.” He commands leaning over you with a teasing smile. You look back at him completely horrified.

“Um…I-I,”

He smiles at your bewildered expression and sighs dramatically. “Okay, if you want me to undress you that badly... All you had to do is ask.” He smirks, leaning back over you, placing a soft peck against your cheek and moving his hands hurriedly towards your back. You sigh against his neck as he unclasps your bra, pulling off your body in one swift motion. You avert your gaze to his chest as you felt his eyes on your breasts. He wastes no time, moving impatiently to take off your panties, almost ripping them in the process.

“H-Hey! Be careful those were expensive!” You complain, running your hand through hair sexily, Jimin smirks, eyes roaming over your naked figure. “That’s okay…I’ll buy you new ones, shit, I’ll buy you as many as you want baby girl…” You feel yourself becoming wetter by the second as you take this opportunity to also admire his figure. He stands over you in his naked glory and you clutch his bed sheets aggressively. The throbbing coming from your heat is almost unbearable at this point.

“I need you to touch me Jimin please…” You mutter shyly, your cheeks reddening by the second. He curses under his breath, his dick twitching as he steps back to admire you naked form even more carefully. “F-Fuck…(Y/N) …You were hiding this fucking amazing body under those oversized clothes you wear.” He sighs watching you with hooded eyes. You feel completely vulnerable under his intense gaze.

“Come here Jimin…” You command motioning him to come closer. He crouches back down onto the bed inching closer towards and you immediately reach out to him, he smiles gently at you as he holds you in a soft embrace. You melt in warmth and he begins to leave kisses against your warm sensitive skin. He moves towards your chest with determination, his lips leave several kisses against your warm skin before he wraps his lips around your left nipple.

You moan at the new sensation of lips wrapping around your sensitive nipple. His other hand kneads your other breast gently and your head throws back slamming against his bed as you continue to moan out his name like a mantra. You curl your fingers back in his hair and you feel his lips pull into a smirk against your skin.

"Fuck Jimin!" You tremble against him and he moves his lips to your other nipple giving it to the same treatment as the left. You grasp his shoulder muscles, moaning under him and submerging yourself in the new pleasure you were experiencing. He kisses down your stomach and you suck in your breath when he hovers over your most sensitive place. He looks up at you with a cheeky grin and you shiver under him. You watch him with lustful eyes and he winks at you before licking a long stripe from your entrance to clit with hot his tongue. Your back completely arches off the bed as your body shudders at the intense pleasure you were experiencing. You moan out his name as your fingers quickly tug at his hair.

“JIMIN!”

He smiles in delight at your reaction, his hands holding your legs apart firmly, he nuzzles his lips against your clit which makes you quiver in undeniable pleasure, before his sucks on it hard. “AH! JIMIN FUCK!” You scream out tugging even harder at his locks which makes him groan into your heat. The vibrations drive you crazy as he continues to abuse your sensitive nub. You're a moaning mess at this point, his licks at your entrance while releasing one of your thighs since you were opening your legs shamelessly now without any hesitation or fear. He puts an index finger inside you which makes you choke out another wonton moan. He smirks before adding another finger. You sigh turning your face to the side to moan against his bed sheets. “No, baby girl I need you to face me.” He commands curling his fingers inside you. “J-Jimin fuck oh my gosh!” You breathlessly say moving your hands to fist at his sheets as he begins pumping his fingers inside at you unbelievably fast pace while sucking your clit.

“OH, MY GOD!” You scream at the feeling of warmth pooling inside your stomach. You were close. You were so very excruciatingly close to your first release. Jimin felt your inside clenching tightly against his fingers so he adds a third to stretch you out even further. You throw your head back, while your eyes roll to the back of your head at the incredible sensation you were experiencing. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” You chant at the feeling of your orgasm approaching fast.

"J-Jimin I'm close…I'm so fucking close," You sob in pleasure as you watch him with hooded eyes, fingers curling lovingly in his hair. Jimin smirks against your clit and continues his torture to your heat even faster and harder than before. You release his soft lock too surprised at the pleasure pulsating through you, fingers moving to clutch tightly at his sheets again instead. He grunts snapping his fingers faster inside of you, as he gazes is fixed on your pleasured expression. Then it hit you. Your orgasm hit you like a truck as you screamed in ecstasy, your body trembling and throbbing at the overload of ecstasy you were feeling.

"Come for me baby," Jimin mutters continuing his assault to your nub. Your back arches even further off the bed as you start seeing stars. You shake and quiver against him as well as his bed as he gradually slows down his pace helping you ride out your first orgasm of the night. You pant and Jimin watches you with hunger as he eyes you breathing heavily against his sheets. Your breast perky and mouth swelled from his kisses he was set off the edge. He moves to his bedside table, pulling out a condom from one of the draws and you watch him sliding it on his rock hard length feeling yourself immediately desire him again. 

He moves back to you hastily and you watch him eagerly as he gives himself a few good pumps. “Are you ready?” He asks softly while aligning his dick to your dripping entrance, you nod looking up at him confidently. He smiles, leaning down towards you to place a soft gentle kiss on your lips before he’s pushing the head of his length at your entrance. You relaxed completely against him as he soothingly stroked your thigh. “Let me know if you want me to stop and I’ll stop right away okay?” You nod, wrapping your arms around his neck. “It’s okay Jimin I want this.” You say encouragingly and he smiles down at you in return before he’s slowly pushing his length in.

Jimin glances between his length buried deep inside you and your scrunched up face. “D-Do you want me to stop?” He asks fearfully as you whimper. You shake your head ‘no’, your eyes clamped shut at the slight pain from the stretch. He curses under his breath and you bite onto your bottom lip waiting for your body to get used to the new sensation and for the discomfort to lessen.  

"Y-You're so fucking tight." He moans placing his head on your shoulder. “Are you okay?” He asks worriedly lifting his face to check up on you. You watch him begin to sweat as his face contorts in pleasure. He uses all his restraints to not move and wait for you to adjust properly. “I’m fine.” You smile at him, leaning forward to place a quick peck against his cheek.  “You can move now.” Jimin raises an eyebrow at you questioningly and you laugh quietly in response.

“It’s okay Jimin you can move now.” You reassure him softly and he scans your face for encouragement. When you nod at him he smiles back down at you before beginning to move his hip back and snapping forward. He eases himself in and out, smiling to himself as your head falls back. He is aroused by your soft moans of pleasure as he continues to repeat this hip movement a few more times before the pain starts turning into pleasure.

“J-Jimin.” You moan tightening your hold on his arms. He smirks down at you before increasing his pace. He pulls back almost all the way before shoving his length back into you. He fills you up so deliciously that you chant his name in complete utter pleasure. “You feel so good baby girl!” Jimin coos hoarsely in your ear before nibbling on it.  “AH! JIMIN!” You moan louder so incredibly turned on by his compliment plus loving the way he felt ramming in and out of you.

“F-Faster Jimin…please,” You sob and he grins pulling your earlobe between his teeth which drove you crazy when it was mixed to the pleasure of dick thrusting in and out of you at a much speedy pace. The pleasure was practically becoming overwhelming as tears begin to tricker at the corner of your eyes. “Oh! Jimin please don’t stop!”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” He smirks moving his full lips to your neck, quickly picking up his pace, getting off easily at just the way you screamed his name as he shoved his length deeper and deeper into your heat. Your eyes rolled back as you felt him brush against g-stop over and over again. “JIMIN!” He smirks as your moans of his name begin to become even louder. “I love it when you say my name like that.” He reveals in a husky voice as he continues hitting your spot with every rock of the hip. “So good,” You watch his face twist with pleasure while he moves one hand down between your bodies to rub against your now swollen clit for added pleasure.

“F-FUCK JIMIN YES!” You squeal, scratching at his back at the amazing sensation spreading throughout your body. “You like that?” He smirks as he gazes at you with a questionable expression. “YES!” You scream as he growls over your chest. “Fuck! You’re so fucking unbelievably tight!” He moans picking up his pace as he felt you tightening against him. He gapes at your beauty as you slide your hands off his shoulder to run your fingers through your hair instead. You clutch your locks as moans continue to pour out of your dry parted lips.

"Oh, my-“ Jimin groans watching your face contort with pleasure. “I wish you could see how fucking dirty you look.” He chuckles as you stare up at him with tearful eyes. “You should see how fucking sexy you look right now.” He growls moving his hands to grab your hips. “You’re so beautiful (Y/N).” Jimin sighs placing wet sloppy kisses along the side of your neck. You could only moan louder as his thrusts began to push into you much faster and rougher. “S-Shit…” He curses faintly, tugging onto his bottom lip while watching you whine and squeal underneath him as he brushes hard against your spot with hooded eyes.

You propped yourself up on your elbows after releasing your hair to help steady yourself and meet his thrusts. He smirks down at you, eyes concentrating on your blissful expression. You met his hips with yours with each thrusts encouraging him to go harder. He smirks watching your breasts bounce as you mouth hung open at the pleasure shooting through your body. He moves his lips to neck and jaw leaving feverish kisses here and there as his hands clutch your breasts tenderly.  

You scream feeling your second orgasm approaching quickly. Jimin's thrusts begin to fall slightly out of rhythm which helps you grasp that he was close too. You continue to clench him tightly and Jimin bites his lips in pleasure as your expression continues to send him off the edge. “I’m close,” He moans and you nod in between moans of ecstasy. "M-Me too." Jimin grins down at you, clutching your thigh tightly to lift them, angling a new position to fuck you even deeper than before. "JIMIN!" Your scream of his name, while trembling and quivering in pleasure beneath him, drives him wild and he feels his own orgasm quickly approaching. “You have no idea how much you turn me on.” He confesses as your second orgasm comes suddenly, leaving your whole body throbbing in bliss, your toes curl as your nails dig into his back muscles. Jimin hisses and drowns out your screams with his swollen lips.

He moans against your lips as his seeds fill up the condom, his thrusts become sloppy as he rides out both his and your orgasm. Your back arched from your orgasm leaving your chest pressed hard against Jimin's. You shudder and shake below him as your orgasm begins to fade. He holds you tightly against him as you both continue to calm down from your high. You stare at each other eyes, adoration for him continues to bloom even deeper in your chest as you both pant even harder, feeling entirely fucked out and exhausted.

“You don’t know…how long…I’ve wanted to do that…” Jimin says between deep breaths as he brings his face back down to leave a lengthy passionate kiss on your lips. You return his kiss with eagerness as you continue to feel at his body. Jimin grins at you hovering slightly over you and you beam back at him feeling completely at peace. He presses his hands against the mattress caging you between his arms as he slowly removes himself out of your heat. You whimper at the sensation, still feeling incredibly sensitive from the intense love-making you just experienced.

You watch him walk over to bin located in the corner of his room and he takes off the condom throwing it in the trash before walking back over to you. You smile at him and he helps you sit up. "How are you feeling?" He asks threading his fingers through your hair. You nod in response feeling too fatigued to speak. He laughs placing you back down onto the bed gently, before sliding into the bed right next to you. You gaze at him lovingly as he wraps the blanket around the both of you. You sigh feeling incredibly comfortable and warm in his embrace, he moves pillows to the side of him to wrap a secure arm around your form pulling you closer towards his chest.

“Now…you have finally had a taste of what it would be like to be with me,” Jimin snickers, gently stroking patterns onto your naked back. You giggle quietly, nodding your head against his chest feeling his body vibrate against you as he talks and laughs. “I like you a lot more than I originally thought.” You murmur, sighing softly as he places a gentle peck on the crown of your head. Jimin basks in your scent, moving his hands to teasingly run down over your body. "Well, you must like me a lot then.” He flirtatiously smirks which makes heat rush to your cheeks.

“Yeah…I really like you a lot.” You say bashfully looking up at him. Jimin’s breath hitches in his throat as he stares at you silently. "Well, …you’re in luck because I really like you a lot too.” His voice is raspy and you couldn’t help but grin into his shoulder blade. He chuckles softly before placing a few soft feather-like kisses against your cheeks and neck.

“I have been thinking ‘bout you for a very long time now. I love you so much.”

“A fair point, I’ll admit.” you conceded.

“Let’s get straight to the point. What were you doing in my club?” he crossed his arms over his chest, tilting his head to the side.

“Isn’t the answer obvious? I was hiding.”

“Any regular person might think you were spying. Who’re you hiding from? Your uncle? Or was that just a poor attempt to hide from your boyfriend?”

“Can’t it be both?”

“No, I don’t think it can.”

“Fine. If you must know, I’m trying to hide from my uncle. Jae was just a thing I didn’t deem important enough to run from the safest place to be.”

“Safest place? Why is my club the safest place for you? Shouldn’t it be a very dangerous place for you?”

“Because my uncle wouldn’t think I’d go to the enemy. He’s not likely to go searching every corner of your territory. He’s not going to start a war this soon.”

“You know, you’ve got quite the bounty on your head. What’s stopping me from turning you in and claiming all that money and gaining better relations with your clan?”

“Well, nothing in particular I suppose. You could hand me over, but I would prefer choosing whose hands I die by if you don’t mind.”

“You believe you’ll die if you go back? I thought you were the dearest daughter of the X-Clan. Wouldn’t there be riots if you died under their care?”

“Yes, but it would be blamed on you, not my uncle. My uncle will kill me, claim one of your men infiltrated us, or poisoned me before you returned me, and then the war between us will worsen, and who knows what will happen. So, either way, you’re fucked and I die. At least be the actual culprit. I’d much prefer to die here than by that bastard.”

“And what if I didn’t decide to kill you? Could you be useful in any way?”

“Well, I could help prevent the turf war from worsening, since no one will feel the need to avenge me.”

“Yes thank you, I could gather that myself. But what else can you do for me? I can’t have you continuing your work in the club now that not only have I confirmed your identity, but that you also bring risk with that boyfriend of yours.”

“I could provide you with information about my clan?”

“You’d be willing to betray your clan? Your blood? My my. Why should I believe you?” “I have no loyalty towards the X-Clan, not anymore.”

“Yes, I suppose that’s true given that you’ve run from them. You are quite the interesting girl, you know that?”

“So I’ve been told. What are you going to do with me?”

“I think I’m going to have to keep you close to me. It’ll do no good keeping you in here, so I’ll just take you back to my mansion and keep you there. We can decide what exactly your role will be later, but for now you’ll serve as our informant. I’ll assume things have changed with the X-clan since you’ve left, given it’s been quite some time since you’ve been with us. But I warn you, you trick us, and I’ll shoot you dead myself.”

“I’d consider that an honor, Sir.”

“Do we have a deal then?”

“I believe so, Choi San.”

He quirked an eyebrow at the use of his name, but otherwise had no reaction. He stepped closer to you, bending down to untie your wrists from the chair. “I trust you can take care of untying your ankles?” he said, moving back.

“Well, considering whoever tied me here didn’t do it very tightly, I’d say I can.”

“You’re quite spunky aren’t you?”

“Well,” you bent down and started working on the rope around your ankles, “I don’t know if I’d use the word ‘spunky,’ but I’m definitely going to be a pain in the ass.”

“Are you telling me I should just kill you now?”

“No, I’m merely warning you, you’re going to have to deal with a lot of snide remarks.” you spoke as you stood up.

“Well, if that’s all I’ll have to put up with, I’m sure it’ll be tolerable. Especially since I won’t see you often.”

“Oh? I thought we were going to be the best of friends.”

“Well, one thing’s for sure, you won’t like it every time we see each other. Come on, let’s get you to your new home.” He put his hands behind his back and walked out of the room.

You followed, staying on his heel.

“What makes you think that? And is that a promise?”

To your surprise, he stopped and pushed you into the wall. He put his hand on the wall by your head, leaning in close. “Seems like you’ve got the wrong idea here, so let’s get some things straight Y/n. This may seem like fun and games to you, but for me it’s a way to take full control of the country. The only reason I’m keeping you is because I just might be the only person who hates your uncle as much as you do, maybe even more. If I can use you to take him down, then you bet your fucking ass I will. You’ve made yourself a pawn in this game, and I’m going to use you. Now, you can either shut the hell up, or I can put your head on display in my office. Do I make myself clear?”

You swallowed, slowly nodding. The look in his eyes made it impossible for you to come up with a smart reply.

“Good. Let’s go.” he pushed himself away from you, continuing down the hall like nothing had happened.

Stepping out of the car, you looked around the grounds. His mansion was large enough that it’d take awhile for you to get bored of the place. The front doors opened, and Park Seonghwa stepped through them. “Ms. L/n, let me show you to your room.”

“I get a room?” you asked, “I would’ve thought I’d be thrown in the dungeon.”

“Please, we have some human decency here.” Seonghwa said, leading you through the house.

“I suppose it’s only at home you have some decency then.” you remarked, going up a flight of stairs and down a couple hallways before finally stopping in front of a door.

“Don’t act like you’re innocent Ms. L/n, we all know each other’s business.” he replied, opening the bedroom door for you.

The room appeared to be unused, with a small bed, dresser, and a single window looking over the front of the manor. It had a door that led to an ensuite, though that wasn’t fancy either. It housed the bare essentials one would need to live and that’s it.

“I never said I was innocent,” you started, “I was merely stating you are not.”

“Yes well, I think we’ll learn to deal with each other’s cruelty. That is, if you don’t get yourself killed while you’re here. If you’ll excuse me, I’ve got some things to take care of. Make yourself at home, and don’t wander around too much.” Seonghwa left you to your own device.

“Jongin,” you place a hand on his shoulder and smile at him, “if you want to continue practicing, we will arrange a time for you and Yixing to come in and practice – as long as he’s okay with it.” The tanned man smiles brightly, nodding his head and dashing towards his hyung – eager to get the practice in.

An idea clicks in your head.

“Chanyeol,” you walk over to him as he dries his face with his towel. “I need to see you tomorrow.” His eyes widen as he processes your words. “It’s about this routine.”

“Wh-What do you mean?” Chanyeol clears his throat as he avoids your eyes, watching his fellow members talk and begin to leave – leaving him alone with you. “I think- I think I should go to.”

“No!” You say sternly, his whole body freezes at the tone you use, his Adam’s apple bobbing as his wide eyes become downcast. “The concert is closing in and this is the one thing you haven’t been able to perfect. I want you to come to this address,” you hand him your private studio address, “tomorrow at 2pm sharp, okay?” He nods weakly but this doesn’t satisfy you. “Chanyeol, did you hear me?” You use the same tone as before and the physical response you receive causes you to raise an eyebrow.

“Yes, ma’am.” He says clearly but keeping his voice at a soft tone, goose bumps start to form on his bare skin and his eyes still avoid your face – looking firmly at your shoes. “May I please leave now?” You quirk an eyebrow; why is he asking you for permission to leave? You stand aside for him to pass you and it’s not until he’s out the door that he shakes himself off and raises his head high that realisation smacks you in the face.

Park Chanyeol is a sub.

Never in the two years working with the group would you have suspected it; he’s always quite dominant in how he holds himself, the way he commands the stage when rapping and his presence when playing any form of musical instrument had you sure he was more aggressive in the bedroom but from his behaviour… You shake your head; you cannot allow yourself to travel down this rabbit hole, not when you have to work with him.

Grabbing your bag, you head for the door, reminding yourself that you can’t mix business with pleasure.

But this is for business.

If Chanyeol doesn’t learn how to roll his hips for the ‘Artificial Love’ routine, it would look like an inexperienced boy dry humping his pillow instead of, like Jongin and Yixing, men trying to impregnate every woman watching them.

This is for business.

The alarm on your phone starts to ring and you head downstairs to the studio, Chanyeol should be arriving any second if your suspicion is correct.

Knock knock

You adjust your tank top as you walk towards the door in order to calm your nerves; opening the door to an equally nervous looking Chanyeol, whose eyes quickly avert to the floor the moment you try to look up at him.

“Y/N…” He begins but you raise a hand and he closes his mouth quickly.

“Come inside, please.” You ask sweetly, motioning for him to come inside with your free hand. “We need to work some things out before we begin.” Once he’s inside, you close the door and walk towards the wall covered with mirrors with Chanyeol following closely behind you. “You need to learn how to grind your hips; it’s almost embarrassing to watch especially when you are next to Jongin.” You glance over and find his eyes on the floor and ears a deep shade of red and you feel like you’ve insulted him. “You aren’t a dancer, I understand this, you have improved greatly in the last two years but this dance… this dance needs a certain emotion I feel you are lacking.” You bite your lips, carefully watching his reaction.

Chanyeol doesn’t know how to respond, his heart is racing a thousand miles per second as he peeks through his eyelashes and catches you watching him.

What do you need from him?

“What are you like during intercourse?” You don’t react when Chanyeol splutters next to you, unflinching as he turns to look at you with comically wide eyes and agape mouth.

“What-Who?!” He sounds angry, he wants to be angry but the moment he takes a look at your unwavering face – the fire dies. “Why do you need to know that?” You try to hide the smirk as his eyes avoid yours and his tone changes.

“Because you need to put that feeling, that fire into this dance; you want the woman to be imagining themselves as the cane as you grind upon it. Do you understand, Chanyeol?” Your voice is sultry and he bites his lip, nodding softly as you walk to grab the remote for the stereo. “Now watch me.”

He does.

His eyes involuntarily move over your body as you dance to the music, your hands sliding down your chest as you drop to the floor, imagining a cane in front of you as your hips move in a way that causes heat to course from his ears to his crotch.

He suddenly wants to be against you.

It’s been weeks, granted, the choreography makes him a little awkward because he’s trying to restrain himself. He knows what Jongin is thinking about when he’s dancing to these types of songs – Jongin told Chanyeol one night while they were drinking and now, Chanyeol can see why.

You.

You are what causes all the boys to work hard for this one piece of choreography; why SM decided having a female choreographer to teach this dance is now clear to Chanyeol.

They all want to show you their moves.

They may be idols with a reputation to uphold but at the end of the day – they are men and they are certainly not blind.

“Chanyeol,” you snatch his attention away from his imagination and are surprised to see that he’s gotten a little excited. “Your turn.” You press play and Chanyeol is more than eager to obey, his large hands slide down his body and his hips slowly start to roll – not perfect but better.

He imagines you, writhing underneath him as he rolls his hips against you; he can almost hear you moaning his name as he places a hand against his inner thigh, rubbing his hand over his covered crotch while his other hand rests on his heel for support.

“Chanyeol.” He groans as he hears you say his name, pressing a little harder on himself as he continues to grind.

“Chanyeol.” His bottom lip is caught between his teeth as he feels his erection growing in his sweats.

“Chanyeol!” His eyes fly open and you are standing before him with hands on hips and an annoyed expression; he does the one thing he knows when a woman gives him that look – bows on his hands and knees and beg for forgiveness.

“I’m sorry, ma’am.” His voice is quivering from both fear but also arousal; he doesn’t see the faint hint of a smile on your face as you take him in. His words of apology and his refusal to look you in the eyes are giving you a power that you didn’t know you enjoyed. “Please, I thought that is what you wanted.”

“Look at me, Chanyeol.” You lighten your tone and watch as he slowly raises his eyes. “What were you thinking about?” You sense the hesitation in his expression. “Don’t lie to me.” You order and he nods.

“Y-You…” His ears go red as he answers and tries to avert his gaze but you move faster, gripping his chin and forcing him to look at you. You kneel in front of him and watch his expression turn to pure bliss when you fondle him through his sweats – surprised at how hard he’s gotten himself.

“You have yourself quite worked up, don’t you?” You remove your hand and Chanyeol can’t hide the whimper that escapes his lips when you move away.

“Please…” You hear how desperate he sounds and begin to wonder how long it’s been for him to feel a woman around him. “If ma’am lets me taste her, I promise I’ll work hard to perfect my choreography.” You don’t even hesitate to accept his offer – it’s for business after all.

“Lie down.” You command and Chanyeol does exactly that, beginning to remove his sweats but you swat at his hands. “Did I say you could remove your pants?” He whimpers a faint no as he places his hands by his side and you can see his erection in his sweats perfectly as he lies on the floor. You remove your own sweats and panties, surprised at how wet they are already from just thinking about what’s about to happen; Chanyeol whines as you spread yourself in front of his eyes and place a finger inside. “Open your mouth.” You kneel beside his head and place the finger in his mouth, “good boy,” you coo when he sucks greedily at your finger.

Moving yourself so that you’re facing his feet, you lower yourself slowly towards his awaiting mouth – Chanyeol can’t help but whimper in excitement. You pause, hovering just out of reach of him and place a hand on his crotch; gripping him through the clothing and feeling him arch underneath you as he moans.

“Do you want me to help you with this?” You play with elastic of both his sweats and briefs, sending shivers through Chanyeol’s body.

“Ye-Yes, ma’am.” He stutters out, desperate to taste you and wanting to have your lips around him. “Can I-I please have you?” His voice is strained and you comply, his hands gripping your thighs as his tongue slowly licks a strip from your sensitive clit to your moist entrance; dipping inside to gather your sweetness before retreating inside his own mouth.

“Ahh” You sigh, the delicate way he eats you makes your legs shake and pussy clench. “So good.” You pull his pants and briefs down enough to release his thick, red erection and Chanyeol sighs in relief. “You can’t cum until I say so.” He hums against you, tongue buried deep; you shudder when one of his thumbs rub against your clit. “Fuck.” You moan before lowering your head to the shaft in front of you – desperate to taste him.

While trying to concentrate with his tongue lapping at your sweetness, you spit on his cock and use your hand to make it nice and slick – this gives you a much appreciated moan from Chanyeol that courses through you. You take him in, tongue swirling around the head and before hollowing your cheeks and bobbing your head up and down while Chanyeol tries to concentrate on your pleasure – and preventing himself from getting overly excited.

You tease him for a while, getting his hips bucking before removing your warm mouth and causing him to whine against you. He doesn’t know how long he can keep going so he tries to please you as best he can before he cums. With one hand, he grips your thigh tightly while the other begins to rubs harshly against your engorged clit and his mouth devours you like a man who hasn’t had water in days.

You try to hold it back.

You try to keep the orgasm at bay but it ripples through you, causing you to shudder as your hand tightens around his length. You can’t help but forget you were in control when the orgasm causes you to become a little hazy and it isn’t until you feel the warmth on your hand that you realise that you jacked Chanyeol off until he came – this disappointed you slightly.

“I-I’m sorry, ma’am.” He whines as you keep milking him, the feeling starting to cause him to become oversensitive. “I-I tried.” You remove yourself from his body and he continues to whimper until he sees your soft expression.

“I think you should come back tomorrow for another lesson.” You state nonchalantly, licking his salty seed off your hand while maintaining eye contact. “I’m still not impressed with your dancing and I think it’ll take a few more lessons until its perfect.” You retrieve your bottoms and pull them on, walking towards your bag to grab some water and leaving Chanyeol on the floor – panting and watching you.

You want him back, he can’t help but smile as he knows this means he’s doing a good job – being a good boy.

As Chanyeol reaches the dorms, his heart still hasn’t finished racing and it isn’t until he absentmindedly bumps into Jongin that he snaps out of his fucked out state.

“That good, huh?” The younger raises an eyebrow as he observes his hyung’s sweaty brow and messy clothes. “She worked you hard?” Chanyeol takes a while to think about his reply; he’s unsure whether Jongin knows what happened or if he’s thinking Chanyeol is exhausted from the dancing.

“I have to go back tomorrow. Y/N wants it to be perfect.” Jongin nods, understanding your need for perfection as a dancer himself.

“Ah, well, you’ll get there, hyung. You always have a knack for pleasing others.” Jongin claps Chanyeol on the back before heading to wherever he was going and Chanyeol smiles to himself.