#m:junhui

“junhui, for the twentieth time, the protocol says to add the sodium hydroxide drop by drop until the solution turns a slight pink,” you snarled, beads of sweat starting to form as you watched your lab partner casually flipped the buret open, a stream of liquid flowing into the flask. “what the fuck are you doing?”

“can you chill? we just started, it’s not gonna be pink for a while,” jun rolled his eyes, while you clenched your fist around your pen, the poor plastic on the verge of snapping. out of all the people in this entire chemistry course, how was it possible that you were paired with wen junhui?

your first encounter with junhui was definitely.. not the fondest memory, to say the least. you knew him as the asshole from the laundry room your freshman year who had the audacity to take your wet clothes out of the dryer, leaving them on the counter. you vividly remembered coming back into the room to find a tall, handsome but lanky boy holding up a pair of soaked, lacy underwear in his fingers before tossing it to the side.

“dude, what do you think you’re doing?!” you stormed over, heads turning as jun nonchalantly pressed a couple buttons on the machine in front of him.

“you weren’t here, and all the other dryers were taken,” he looked over at you and shrugged, nodding over to the pile of clothes in the corner. “i think the one over there is almost done though, yeah?”

“listen, i don’t know who the hell you think you are, but you can’t ju-”

“wen junhui. my name is junhui.” the casualty in his voice absolutely infuriated you, fists clenching in anger. sure, he was attractive but god, what a piece of shit.

“well then, junhui,” bitterness seeping through your teeth, “if i ever see you in here again, i’ll clock your shit.”

and as if fate had cruelly decided to punish you, here you were, lab partners with perhaps the most irritating person you had ever come across on campus. you groaned, eyes trailing to the clock above the door. lab was almost over, yet you two had yet to produce any results.

“ah shit,” jun muttered, as your eyes drew to the flask in front of him. the solution was a horrifying shade of magenta instead of the expected faint pink color.

“are you fucking kidding me?” you hissed, eyes shooting daggers at your lab partner, who was scrambling through the protocol in hopes of finding some magical redo formula. “i fucking told you, to add it drop by drop.”

“listen princess, it’s not my fault we both weren’t paying attention. why didn’t you tell me to stop?” he shot you a deadly look, your blood boiling as heat rushed to your cheeks.

“first of all, don’t you dare call me princess. second of all, you’re the one in front of the buret, dumbass.” you ran your fingers through your hair, taking off your goggles in defeat.

“y/n, junhui, what happened here?” your lab instructor gasped, clutching their clipboard in horror, absolutely appalled at how you two managed to fuck up one of the.. simplest experiments in the course. 

“we miscalculated the amount of sodium hydroxide needed, and we added a bit too much.” you rolled your eyes at the ‘we’ that rolled off of jun’s tongue so smoothly, knowing that you were barely to blame when he was the one in front of the equipment. 

the two of you were met with a look of disapproval, your instructor shaking their head, “unfortunately i can’t give you two a grade for this, you two will need to find another time to redo the experiment.”

and so that was how you ended up alone in the lab, with wen junhui, on a saturday morning. you took a deep breath before opening the door to the lab, only to find your favorite person in the world already there, half-asleep on the counter. tossing your bag on the counter to get his attention, you muttered under your breath, “let’s just get this over with, jun.”

“good morning to you too, princess,” he smirked, tossing you a pair of goggles from the cabinet. 

“can you not? it’s annoying enough that i have to be stuck in lab on a saturday, let alone with you,” you huffed as you bent down to pull out various sizes of glass material from the drawer, jun’s eyes following the curve of your jeans.

he licked his lips, enjoying his view of your ass, murmuring, “i, for one, am completely enthralled to be in your presence,” you bit your tongue, fingers fumbling to set up the equipment.

“does the princess need some help?” jun leaned a bit closer, his hips pressing against yours, as he reached over your shoulders to adjust the glass. your breath hitched, surprised at the sudden intimacy of the situation. jun tested the waters, his fingers tracing your hip bones. you shuddered at his touch, the test tube you were holding slipping out of your hands.

“for the love of fuck, jun,” you groaned, the sound of glass shattering against the counter sending a jolt through your body. 

“yeah that’s me,” he smirked. “i love to fuck.”

“w-what?” your ears turning a shade of pink.

“you heard me princess,” jun raised his eyebrows, picking up the shards of glass before tossing them into the hazard bin. “should i prove it to you?” he slipped off his lab coat and goggles before resting his arms against either side of you, pinning you against the table. you gripped the collar of his shirt, heat rushing your cheeks as jun pressed his forehead against yours, the scent of his cologne and lychee gum making your head spin. “have nothing to say for once, hmm sweetheart?”

“shut the fuck up, junhui,” you mumbled under your breath, pulling him in to close the gap between you two. he grinned against your lips, “you have no fucking idea how long i’ve waited for this,” his teeth grazed against your bottom lip as you moaned into the kiss, jun finding the perfect opportunity to slip his tongue to meet yours. he tugged on your lab coat, slipping it off your shoulders, his fingers making their way to the buttons of your jeans, “should we take these off too?”

you nodded frantically, feeling your core clench in desperation. jun’s fingers hurried to slip your jeans off, his hands trailing up your thighs, the heat of his palms against your bare flesh sent chills throughout your body. his tongue trailed against the nape of your neck, taking fistfuls of your ass into his hands, murmuring in between kisses, “didn’t think you were into me like this, princess,” you rolled your eyes, fingers wandering to tug on his hair, whispering a ‘god, you’re the worst’ against his skin. your mind was drawing a blank — who would have known that being alone with junhui would end up this way? who knew junhui could make you feel this fucking good?

junhui’s fingers brushed against the wet spot beginning to form on your underwear before pushing the fabric aside, the cool air against your sensitivity sending shivers down your spine. “look at you, princess.. you’re already so wet for me? such a dirty girl, aren’t you?” your ears burned red at the filth that rolled off his tongue, but truth be told, your core clenched in pleasure. jun’s eyebrows raised at your reaction, your thighs clamping around his hand, his fingers pressing against your slit. “you like that, don’t you? you love being fucked like a whore, don’t you darling?” he purred into your ear, his thumb grazing against your throbbing clit. and god, you fucking loved it. “j-jun.. p-please, do s-something,” you whimpered, hand trembling as you reached down to grip his wrist, desperate for any sort of friction.

he grinned, pumping two fingers into your heat, coating his fingers with your gloss. a breathy gasp left your lips, pulling him by the collar into another kiss. jun placed a hand on the small of your back, holding you steady as your teeth tugged his bottom lip. 

“f-fuck, j-jun,” you whimpered, allowing his tongue to slip inside once more, as your fingers fumbled with the buttons of his jeans, slipping your hand to grip his throbbing length through his boxers. your legs were trembling, the sounds of his fingers stretching out your hole ringing in your ears. jun groaned as you wrapped your fingers around his cock, your thumb spreading his precum over his most sensitive spot. 

“should i fuck you princess? don’t you want my cock inside you?” his hot breath against your ear as you let out the softest mewl, grinding your core against his fingers. his tongue brushed against your ear lobe, fingers curling deeper into you as his cock throbbed against your touch. “use your words, you little slut. beg for my fucking cock, sweetheart.”

“j-junhui.. p-please.. i need your c-cock.. so badly,” you whimpered against his skin, as he pulled out of your pussy, gloss trickling down his hand. he trailed his fingers across your mouth, coating your bottom lip in your juices. “you’re so fucking filthy for me, aren’t you princess?” jun bit his lip as you hummed against his fingers, opening your mouth to taste yourself. he pressed his lips against yours, burning hot before turning you around, pressing his hardened length against your bare ass.

“fuck y/n.. let me feel how good you feel wrapped around me,” jun rubbed his tip against your folds, the glossy sheen only making him more eager to fuck you. his name left your lips in a mewl, as his palm smacked your skin, aligning his hips with yours.

your walls clenched around his cock as he found his rhythm, the sound of skin smacking and lewd moans filling the empty lab, his fingernails digging into your hips. you arched your back in pleasure, jun taking it as an invitation to grab a fistful of your hair, only driving him to quicken his pace. the pressure on your scalp stung, but in the best way possible. “j-jun, p-please.. it f-feels so g-good,” you whimpered, tears starting to form in the corners of your eyes.

“such a good little slut for me, aren’t you princess.. look at how well you take my cock,” jun purred, his cock balls deep in you as you gripped the counter, a mixture of stuttering curses and his name leaving your lips. he reached down to press his thumb against your swollen clit, your moans only getting more erratic and louder, unable to restrain yourself. “f-fuck j-jun, right t-there!”

jun basked in the sight before him, your backside stained red with his handprints, your face pressed against the table, his name leaving your lips. you were a complete fucking mess, but still absolutely beautiful, nonetheless. he took your hair back into his fingers, pulling you up to growl in your ear, “look at you all fucked out for me princess,, you’re so fucking filthy letting me fuck you in the lab like this.. what if someone comes in? hmm? maybe you’d like it? maybe you like it if someone watched you get fucked like the cock slut you are.”

your cheeks flushed red, too embarrassed to admit that you’d find it incredibly hot if someone watched you get fucked by your lab partner like this. your legs were on the verge of giving out, jun’s thrusts getting harder but less synchronized, both of you close to reaching your climax. “i-inside me, j-jun,” you whimpered, the pressure of his hips against yours thrusting you forward onto the table, “c-cum inside me..”

jun’s fingers dug further into your hips, imprinting mauve colored spots onto your skin, his cock throbbing at the thought of cumming inside you. he  “you dirty fucking slut, you’re gonna let me cum inside you? let me fill you up until all your pretty little princess holes are full of my cum? beg for it, sweetheart.”

“j-jun, p-please,” you begged, on the verge of your high, “p-please c-cum in m-me,” you cried out his name, a dizzying, addictive feeling clouding your mind, his hot, sticky release filling you up. he leaned against you to place a kiss on your shoulder, slipping himself out of you. you cursed yourself under your breath, immediately missing the warmth of his length inside you, realizing that maybe you had enjoyed this a little bit too much.

jun laughed, your underwear dangling from his fingertips, the same way he had done so in that cursed laundry room, three years ago. you rolled your eyes, grabbing them from his hand to slip them back on, how endearing.