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A/N: This is the second part of “One Night In The Shower” so... If you haven’t read that one I would recommend reading that one first so you can kinda understand what’s going on :)
So in case you forgot what happened in the “last episode”. I slept with Hoseok, we decided that yes we do have strong feelings for each other, and I decided that it would be best for me to leave the group. So here we go.
“You’re what?” My manager says a little dumbfounded thinking I was probably going through a weird face.
“I’m leaving Monsta X.” She starts to laugh almost histerically.
“Yeah, right no you’re not.”
“Yes, I am.”
“No, you’re not.”
“I can go like that all day don’t try me.” She squints her eyes and sighs.
“Why do you want to leave Monsta X THIS time..” Ok, so maybe I have an history of being a little dramatic, and wanted to leave the group over the smallest stages errors or little scandals. However, this was bigger. This would not just be a small scandal. This could destroy us. I mean some fans could be happy for us, but could I risk all the other fans that would freak out over the situation. I know our fandom is fucking amazing and super chill and wants the best for us but.. (Shout out to Monbebes.. mhh anyway.) This was too much for me at least.
“I did something bad, really bad.”
“Like what, you slept with one of the members or something.” She says laughing looking at some papers. No answer from me. She stops reading mid sentence without looking up. “Y/N.. answer me.” I stopped moving and was just staring at her desk with a nervous smile. “Y/N?” She finally looks up. “Oh my god ! You actually did !!!! Who !!?”
“Hoseok..” I barely whimper.
“Oh, at least it kinda makes sense.”
“What does that mean?”
“You guys are so obviously flirting together. So what’s the deal, you guys are dating and you’re sacrificing yourself for him by leaving the group, so it doesn’t go too public?”
“Something like that..”
“Look, I don’t know what their manager is going to say but you’re staying. Make it official and public, the haters will hate and others will be super excited for you guys. There’s nothing wrong in dating, you’re at this age, after that it’ll be too late. I mean look at me.”
“Oh come on.. you look amazing you can definitely still get it.”
“You’re too nice~” She laughs with me. “But seriously Y/N, don’t leave what you built with your members over a simple relationship that could be your whole future. You and Hoseok have a deep connection and that since day one. Don’t throw it away because of other people’s thoughts and opinions.”
“This industry needs more managers like you.”
“I know !” She says dramatically and sighs. “Anyway, I’ll talk to their manager first. You can join if you want, maybe Hoseok can come too after you talk to him, then we can meet all together?”
“Sounds like a plan I guess.” I say weakly.
“Come here my love !” She comes to me and takes me into a big hug. “You’re gonna be ok don’t worry, I’ll make sure of it.”
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I open the door of my apartment my head in the clouds. I sniff the air and raise an eyebrow.
“Which one of you broke into my apartment once again? Hyunwoo, I told multiple times to stop stealing my food. There’s a little grocery sh—“ I stop mid sentence as I see Hoseok over a pot of ramen for two looking at me with huge eyes like a rabbit caught in a car’s beams. “You usually don’t break into my room..”
“Hey sorry, I thought maybe.. We could eat together? I saw you left early but you didn’t take anything to work on a song or practice so I figured you’d be back soonish.”
“Stalker much?” I laugh taking off my small jacket.
“What no?!”
“I’m kidding.” I laugh lightly at his very much offended expression. “What are you making.” I go over to him after finally taking off my shoes. I stand behind him on my tippy toes to look over his shoulder.
“Just simple ramen.”
“I love your ramen.” He finishes everything and puts everything on my small table. We eat with the TV on as back noises while we talk about some songs we’re working on together. Once we’re done, he puts everything away. “Hoseok, can we talk for a second?”
“I was afraid this would come up..” He laughs a bit nervously.
“Don’t worry.” I laugh and smile at him lovingly making his face soften looking a bit reassured.
“Good news?”
“I went to see my manager this morning.”
“Ok..” He sits next to me, putting his arm on the back of my chair, and I turn to him.
“I told her I wanted to leave Monsta X.”
“Y/N! No we—“
“Let’ me finish before panicking idiot.”
“Ok..”
“I explained to her the situation. She wants us to go public and she wants us to stay in the group. That’s… if you’ll have me as your official girlfriend of course.”
“YES ! I mean.. yes!! Yes I do! Are you kidding!” He takes me in his arms. I smile in the crook of his neck.
“But..” I leave his arms to look at him in the eyes taking his face in my hands. “She’s first gonna meet with your manager and possibly with us two, and then meet with the whole group.”
“They already know.”
“They what?” He freezes realizing what he had said in the moment of the excitement.
“They.. know.. I told them sorry.”
“Hoseok..” I sigh, and it was hard to hide a smile from him. He leans in and kisses me slowly. However, before I knew it, my back was laid on the table and he was kissing up my body while pushing my shirt up. “Hoseok wait.. not here.”
“Shh..” He looks up with a wicked smile. “I want to take you here and now.” He comes up and kisses my lips hungrily. “You’re gonna be mine, and I’ll be yours..” He says with a huge smile against my lips. “No more other idols coming to flirt with you during shows.” I smile thinking about the few slight jealousy crisis Hoseok had pulled off after a few awards flirts.
He doesn’t lose time in taking my shorts and panties off while I take my shirt off. His pants and shirt also come off right after. He then goes down on his knees, putting my legs on his shoulders. He starts kissing up my thigh slowly and giving slow long licks close to my heat but not quite there just yet. I whimper due to the extreme teasing, and I can feel myself getting wetter to the point of dripping down on my table.
“You’re making a mess Y/N, we eat there you know?” Like before, I can only whimper as an answer, and he takes it as the final straw. He licks up my heat ending on my aching bud. He sucks on it perfectly making me arch my back off the table.
“Fuck Hoseok..” I take a hold of his hair tightly, which only encouraged him into swirling his tongue harder around my clit. He builds me up slowly until I’m on the verge of coming, but he obviously stops as I am about to completely release. He stands up and looks down at me, being a complete mess already under his touch. He takes a tight hold of my waist and pulls me to him so he can align himself properly with me.
“Do you know just how hot you look right now?” He snickers a huge smirk on his face. I was still not used to seeing him like that. I always knew him as a cute, and slightly immature person, sulking over the smallest thing. Sure he was different on stage, but the real Hoseok is a real kid. This man in front of me was different. He leans in over me, and I start feeling pressure in between my legs. The same pressure I felt that one night in the shower. He starts kissing my neck, marking it his, and I finally feel him filling me up completely and perfectly, making us both whimper and groan at the feeling. “You feel fucking amazing.” He smiles in my neck and starts thrusting in and out of me at a rather intense pace. I close my eyes furrowing my eyebrows trying to control myself from coming too fast, but it is inevitable. After how he took care of me just before, I am already on the verge of coming.
“I’m about to come..” I whine out completely fucked out.
“Already? Please.. wait a bit for me.” He says in between breaths.
“I can’t.. Hoseok.” He doesn’t stop his action, but stands back up taking a good hold of my waist to pull me harder onto him.
“I said, wait for me a bit… Just a bit I promise baby” He looks at me through hooded eyes, and I suddenly feel his finger pinching my clit to stop me from coming. I almost scream at the pain mixed with the pleasure, and small beads of water form in my eyes. His hand on my waist almost bruising me and small beads of sweat forming on his torso. No matter what he could do, I was totally out of control. My stomach coils up and I feel my toes starting to curl. My legs automatically lock themselves around Hoseok’s waist and I come arching my back like never before, a series of moans somewhat spelling out Hoseok’s name like it was my job. He clenches his teeth, leaning directly over me due to the sudden stimulation making it impossible for him to contain himself. I feel him warm inside me making me sigh out of relief and pure bliss. I hear him groan in my neck until he was completely done then almost completely falls on me.
“Ho—Hoseok..” I say completely out of energy after probably the most intense orgasm I’ve had since I lost my V card. He pulls out of me very slowly, and I start feeling his release come out of me slowly, dripping down my thighs.
“You’re so mine.” He smile, now standing up looking over at me with probably the brightest smile I’ve seen on him.
genre: boyfriend!wonho x fem!reader, fluff, a lot of smut
word count: 4.0k
summary: you and your boyfriend, wonho, always had a thing for public scenes. you were never shy and always tested to see how insane it would get. this place, was familiar yet new.
“baby, come on!” you shouted.
you and wonho had scheduled tonight as date night. it has been a while since you two have had the chance to go out and spend some time alone. the two of you were way too busy with work to have fun nights like these. so when you got the chance, you snatched it.
tonight you you chose to go out to your favorite restaurant. you had made a reservation for 7:30 pm, and it was about the time you would be heading out. if it wasn’t for your boyfriend staring at himself in the mirror, you would’ve been in the car leaving right now.
with the special occasion, you decided to wear a nice white dress that fit the curves of your body. you wore nude heels and a clear gloss on your lips. you hair was down with curls bouncing at the ends of them. as you were glancing at yourself in the mirror making sure everything was fine, wonho finally stepped out of your shared bathroom.
wonho was wearing nice khaki pants with a navy blue button down. he gelled his hair back, making sure his forehead was showing. he wore nice dress shoes and wore a few rings around his fingers. he had his sleeves rolled up just enough so you could see the tattoos on his arms. you were practically drooling at the sight in front of you.
“earth to y/n,” he chuckled.
“let’s go knucklehead, we have a reservation!” with that, you locked hands and headed towards the car.
the drive to the restaurant wasn’t that long, it was just around the corner. wonho finally found a parking spot in the busy lot and put the car in park. he rushed to get out of the car to head to your side and open the door for you. what a gentleman, you thought.
the two of you linked hands and found your way inside of the restaurant. the waitress grabbed menus, and escorted you to your table. the table was round and sat right by the window. the sun was setting and the two of you sat and enjoyed the view together as you waited.
“do we know what we want to drink?” the waitress asked.
“just water for now, please and thank you,” you answered.
as the waitress went to grab your waters, you two glanced at the menus to see what you would be getting for dinner.
“what are you thinking of getting, my beautiful angel?” he questioned.
you answered through a blush, “i think i’ll get spaghetti. what about you?”
“i was thinking of the same thing,” he smiled.
the waitress walked her way back to you and set the drinks on the table. “are you ready to order?”
“yes, please,” you said. “i think we’re both going to order the plate of spaghetti-i,” you stopped abruptly.
before getting dressed for dinner, wonho had suggested that you wore the underwear that hid a vibrator inside of it. you tried your best to fake a complaint, but deep down you were excited to wear it. the two of you always had a thing for doing things in public. as you got dressed you slipped it on, and that was the last you thought of it. the scenery of the restaurant and your handsome boyfriend in front of you had you in a trance. it wasn’t until he pressed the button on the remote in his pocket while you were ordering when you remembered.
you cleared your throat and continued. “i’m sorry about that. we each would like a plate of spaghetti, p-please.”
“would you like a basket of garlic bread as an appetizer before your meal?” she offered.
“that would be lovely,” you smiled and she walked away to place your order.
you took a minute to stare at your boyfriend who was sitting innocently across the table.
“was that necessary, i was talking.” you hissed.
“which is exactly why i did it, baby.”
you couldn’t help but forgive him. this type of thing was normal for you. you would always fake being angry with him, although he always knew you loved every moment he toyed with you. he owned you.
for the rest of the night, the two of you were sharing your enjoyment of the food with each other, having conversation, and fooling around with each other. wonho loved using the remote every time you were talking to the waitress. his motive was to see when and if you would break.
on your ride home he finally gave you a break. you drove around the city for a while, enjoying the views the sky gave you. from the pink and purple colors from the sunset, to the bright stars in the night sky. that’s one of many things the two of you shared a love for.
while driving, the two of you stopped to get ice cream and ate it in the car. while enjoying the ice cream, the radio was on and the two of you sang the songs that you knew together. you loved listening to wonho sing. he had such a beautiful voice. it is truly one of your favorite things about him.
the ice cream was gone, and you found yourself back in the parking lot of your apartment. wonho, once again, opened the door for you. he grabbed your hand and led the way to the front doors. you took your usual trip up the elevator and down the hall to your apartment.
as you entered through the front door you immediately walked straight to your bedroom. you flopped on the bed due to exhaustion from your long day. wonho could sense your exhaustion and helped you undress and helped you get ready for bed.
he first slid off your heels and placed them nicely with your other shoes. he then unzipped your dress and helped you shimmy it off of your body. he took off your undergarments and threw all of your clothes in the laundry basket.
wonho walked to the closet and got you one of his shirts to sleep in. he knew you slept best when you wore his clothes. he didn’t know why it was such a drastic change for you, but he accepted it because he loved seeing you wear his clothes. you were much smaller than he was so his shirt looked like a dress on you.
he then got ready for bed himself and slid into bed beside you. he laid beside you and leaned his head on his hand admiring your face. you two were facing each other while his other hand played with your hair to help put you to sleep for the night.
the next day when you woke up, you could smell and hear the fresh bacon sizzling in the kitchen. you smiled to yourself knowing it would be a good morning. you laid in bed contemplating when you wanted to get out of bed. you ended up forcing yourself to roll out of bed and head into the kitchen. you didn’t bother changing out of his shirt and only threw on some panties before you made your way out of the bedroom. finally opening the door, your smile grew bigger the closer you got to the kitchen.
“well good morning, my sunshine,” he spoke to you.
“good morning, my love. what are you cooking for breakfast?” you smiled while you rubbed your eyes adjusting to the light.
“just some bacon, hash browns, and eggs. you hungry?”
“not for what’s on the stove, but i’ll take some,” you winked.
wonho put the plate he made for you on the counter and slid it towards you. “just stuff your mouth with this for now,” he joked.
the two of you sat on the couch enjoying the food he had cooked and talked about whatever was going through your heads. you couldn’t help but stare at him here and there. he was wearing a white shirt that fit his muscles nicely. on his bottom half he wore grey sweatpants. you took in every detail of him.
looking up from his plate, wonho caught you staring and smirked to himself. he could see you were in your own world and he loved every second of it. he knew you were weak for him and he abused his power with you.
he suddenly moved off of the couch and took both of your plates too the kitchen.
“hey! i wasn’t done with that,” you hollered.
“for now you are,” he stated. you could feel the butterflies in your stomach and your face blush with a shade of pink.
wonho walked back over to the couch once he was done and picked you up. he carried you wedding style to the bedroom. you giggled as he picked you up, knowing what was to be expected.
as he walked into you into the room, he dropped you on the bed. you moved to where you had your head resting on the pillow and he moved to hover above you.
“so what was all of that staring for, babygirl?” he whispered next to your ear which sent chills down your spine.
he started kissing your jaw and down to your neck as he waited for your response. you couldn’t find it in you to speak, and you were only able to let out small moans.
“words,” he demanded.
“mm, you just look s-so good,” you whined.
once again, wonho smirked due to your actions. he loved knowing how your body worked and how easily you came undone for him.
“that’s it, baby,” he cooed.
he had his hands pinned next to your head as he maneuvered around you. he then moved one of them to your side to rub along your skin. he had moved your shirt up a bit to make it easier for him.
“please, please, please!” you begged.
“what is it, princess?” he asked. he knew exactly what you wanted, but played as if he knew nothing. his motive was to get every last word out of you.
“i need you inside of me, now.”
as you finished your pleading, wonho started to take his time to peel your clothes off. he was one for teasing, making sure you were begging for him before he even touched you.
“mm, baby, please!” you begged once again.
“only because you asked.”
wonho moved to unclasp your bra and threw it on the floor. for now, he decided to keep your panties on you. only scooting them to the side, wonho slid his finger up your slit.
“holy, shit,” you choked.
“my baby, so wet for me already and i barely touched you.”
all you were capable of doing was nodding your head, agreeing to his statement. he didn’t expect to get any other words out of you so he settled.
he then dipped his head down to get a taste. his favorite taste. your legs started to shake from the feeling. he was just starting with you, but you could feel the knot in your stomach forming. your hips were involuntarily grinding against his tongue, and he grounded his hands on them to halt the action. you didn’t care to complain since his tongue did wonderful things to you on its own.
“i-i,” wonho shushed you.
“i know you’re ready, baby. cum on my face.”
as he spoke, you were spreading your release all over his lips. he made sure he devoured every last drop of you. your legs twitched with every lick from over sensitivity, but you enjoyed every ounce of it.
wonho gathered your clothes off of the floor and attempted to help you put them back on. you tried to decline his help, but he insisted.
“i didn’t get to help you out!” you groaned, obviously annoyed.
“don’t worry about it, sweetheart, we have plenty of time.”
for the rest of your day the two of you just lounged around enjoying the last day of this weekend before having to go back to work.
at 6 am this morning you woke up annoyed. your alarm was blaring and you didn’t have any motivation to get up. you had a feeling that today would not be a good day.
when you finally rolled out of bed you decided it was time to start getting ready for work. once you were fully dressed and ready you walked your way into the kitchen to make some breakfast. you had checked the time and saw that you didn’t have that much time left until you had to leave so you settled with a bowl of cereal. when you finished eating you quickly put coffee into a to-go cup and left for work.
today was a slow day for work. you had nobody coming in and none of your favorite coworkers were here. it was morning time so the time seemed to go slower than normal. you couldn’t help but keep checking the clock to see if time had changed at all. all you wanted was to go home.
“hey, y/n?” your boss spoke.
“yes, sir?”
“do you have any work to do today?” he questioned.
“not that i know of, do you need anything?”
“i do not, thank you. i just came by to let you know you were allowed to go home early if you would like,” he stated.
you internally cheered to yourself. it was like your wishes had been heard.
your boss turned and walked away, and you quickly packed up your stuff to leave. you looked at the time and realized it was only 11:34 am. wonho was at work right now.
wonho works at the local gym in town. he is super big on staying fit and helping others. either he is running the place or being someone’s personal trainer. to others it would seem like a downgrading job, but it was his passion. and you loved that he was doing what he loves.
since you were done work early, you decided you would go see wonho and workout and workout while you were at it. you quickly drove home and got dressed for the gym. you threw on a pair of black biker shorts and a matching sports bra. you put on the shoes you worked out in on, grabbed your phone and keys, and left the house.
the drive to the gym wasn’t too far away so you were there in just a short amount of time. the closer you got the more butterflies you could feel in your stomach. yes, you have been dating wonho since high school, but those butterflies are always there as if you just met.
you arrived at the gym and parked your car in the first spot you could find. you grabbed your keys and phone and got out of the car. walking up to the front doors of the gym, you couldn’t help but have the biggest grin on your face. you were so excited to surprise him at work.
as you walked in the girl at check in smiled and waved, already knowing who you were.
“do you know where he is?” you asked.
“i believe he’s in his office right now,” she answered.
“thank you!” you waved bye.
you walked up to his door and knocked. you patiently waited for him to come and open the door. excitement sat in your stomach as you waited.
the door finally opened and you jumped, “hello!” wonho quickly pulled you in his arms and laughed at your cute expression.
“what are you doing here?” confusion written all over his face, but he was absolutely happy no matter the reason.
“my boss let me out early, we’re having a slow day,” you explained. “i figured i could stop by and say hi, as well as get a little bit of a workout in.”
a smile plastered on his face. “well you have fun, baby. i have an appointment,” he looked down at his watch, “right about now actually. i’ll let you workout and i’ll come find you when i’m done?”
you nodded at his suggestion. he pulled you in and kissed you on your forehead. he walked towards the front desk to wait as you walked towards the equipment.
the first place you went to were the stairs, you wanted to workout and look good for wonho at the same time. it has been a couple minutes in, and although you were focused on your workout, you could feel his eyes burning into your skin.
wonho knew his appointment would be walking through the door at any second, but he couldn’t help but keep his eyes on you. you were highly attractive to him, always, but in this setting he felt weak in the knees. you were investing in his passion as if it was your own. he could see the concentration on your face along with the sweat tracing your hairline. your skin was shimmering under the lights as sweat glistened over it. he adored the sight in front of him. he wished he could see this at work every day.
“wonho?” your appointment spoke.
“oh, yes, hello,” he greeted and smiled.
he led the way for his appointment to a certain place in the gym. he was helping the person work on certain parts of his body that he wanted to work more on. wonho helped him to the best of his ability while also making sure to tell him which workouts would benefit him best.
wonho continued to help the gentleman out, but whenever he could steal a chance to look at you, he did. he didn’t know what it was, but something was different. he ate up every bit of you. he loved seeing you so focused and so worked out.
sooner than later, his appointment had finished up and he was free of appointments for the rest of the day. he quickly found where you were, like he said, and stormed over to you. you had headphones in so he tapped your shoulder so that way he didn’t frighten you.
you took one bud out and gave him a questioning look. he pulled on your wrists hinting at you to follow his lead. his pace was quick as he walked towards his office but you were able to keep up.
in one swift move he opened his door and pulled you in front of him for you to go in before him. as soon as he was inside of the room, he shut the door and pinned your body up against it. he had his hands on your waist and you could feel his breath fan over your lips due to the close proximity.
“look at what you did to me,” he glanced down for you to follow. you could see a solid outline of his cock through his shorts.
“you walk around here in these tight shorts and bra and expect me to keep calm?” he rhetorically asked.
as he was done talking his lips were quick to latch onto your neck. as soon as he made contact, his first move was to mark you up. he was going to make sure that as soon as you walked out of here everyone would know what happened behind this door.
you had no words for what was happening and your only reaction were the moans escaping through your lips.
he suddenly moved his mouth away and moved his hands to his waistband. you knew exactly what he was getting at so you moved yourself to the floor. the carpet was itchy on your knees but you didn’t care at the moment. all you were worried about was pleasing him.
as he pulled down his shorts he also pulled his boxers with. once they were both down far enough, his cock sprung free. your mouth was open and you could feel the drool pooling at the corners of your mouth. he was fully hard and you could see the vein that ran underneath. the tip was an angry shade of red and he was pulsating.
“suck,” he demanded.
you knew that you two didn’t have that much time until someone came knocking so you swiftly wrapped your lips around him. you started with a slow pace to adjust to his size but you were quick to pick it up. you bopped your head up and down making sure to go as deep as possible. reaching all the way down to his base was a challenge but you always managed to relax yourself and reach it. as soon as wonho felt you relax, he gripped a fist full of hair and starting forcing himself down your throat. you stopped all movements and let him have full control.
wonhos thrusts were starting to falter and you knew he was close. as soon as his thrusts starting to tremble he was quick to pull out of your mouth.
“the desk, now,” he demanded yet again, pointing a finger to said desk.
you made your way over to his desk as fast as you could making sure to pull down your shorts and panties as you got there. after doing so, you bent yourself over the side of his desk already knowing he would’ve told you to do so.
“mm, my baby is so wet, hm?” he mewled while swiping a finger up your slit. the movement caused your entire body to shiver under him.
neither of you cared to prepare yourself for him. he instantly slid himself inside of you. he paused for a second for you to adjust to him as well as taking a moment to feel you. once he knew you were ready he started pumping himself in and out of you. in the moment you couldn’t care less if someone could hear you. all you could think about was the feeling of wonho stretching you out.
the idea of being caught by someone excited you even more. at that thought, you were quick to clench around him, the action causing wonho to groan.
wonho quickened his pace, his intentions to make you cum as soon as possible. he lifted you slightly and wrapped his arm around your front to circle his fingers around your clit.
with the feeling of him inside of you and the pressure on your clit, you were sure you would fall apart at any moment now. the knot in your stomach tightened with each thrust he took.
“cum,” he blurted his final command. and with that, your legs were shaking as your wetness drenched his cock. you could feel your juices drip down your leg, and wonho could feel the same. you could feel goosebumps jump all over your body.
soon after, you could feel wonhos thrusts start to shake. he was getting sloppy with just wanting to reach his own finish. you could feel the over sensitivity hit as you started to push back against him to help him, but you were more concerned with assisting him. he started cursing out moans as his high hit him.
“oh-h fuck, baby,” he moaned.
wonho pushed as deep inside of you as he could and came. you could feel the hot strings of cum hitting your walls nicely. your bodies relaxed together, finally calming down from the activity.
“thank you, my love,” he cooed into your ear.
he eventually slowly pulled out of you, and you winced at the sudden emptiness. the two of you pulled your clothes back on and pulled yourself together before walking out of the door. you helped fix his hair and he wiped away the sweaty strands sticking to your face.
“i hope you have a good rest of your day, baby,” you teased.
“oh, it’s a great day already,” he winked.
you made sure you had everything before kissing him goodbye. you opened up the door to his office and walked towards the front doors to leave.
“did you two have fun,” the girl at the front desk said teasingly.
“what do you think?” you laughed.
you went home and showered due to everything that had happened today. you settled down on the couch once you were done cleaning yourself. you waited for wonho to be done work and come home as you watched tv.
you were in for a fun night.
i’m posting this at half past midnight, so i’m sorry if this is late for you! i hope you enjoy!!💗✨
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A/n: A request for lots of sexual tension Wonho smut from @ardwmjangmi25. That high pitched screaming you’ve been hearing in the back of your mind that you can’t just put a finger on? That’s me. Sorry this took a bit longer than expected, but i hope it was worth the wait :)
Word Count: 1934
Warnings: SMUT. Angst. Public indecency. Unprotected Sex (condoms are boring in smut but please be safe my beans). Swearing. Sexual tension galore, my own personal pain, and just more filth. Take a shower after this. You’re gonna need it. I need it.
Summary: Last month was only a one night stand... but maybe you were lying to yourself...
You told yourself you’d only fuck him once. That it was a one night stand, that it wouldn’t happen again. But there he was. And you couldn’t help what you wanted.
The bass pounded through the club and though there were hundreds of people packed onto the dance floor, you could feel his eyes on you.
You could sense him there, on the other side of the dance floor, shirtless under his blazer – his signature look.
You could feel the way he watched you move, chatting with your friends, pulling random guys to dance with you. Could feel the jealously that splashed over you in a wave of heat as he glared, then fill you up yourself as you watched him take a pretty blonde on his arm and slide his hands over her ass, pulling her closer to grind.
It gave you flashbacks to the night you had met. Out in a club much like this one, how you had flirted with each other for weeks, using your bodies and seductive glances, and finally how one night you had let him take you home, and he had given you the best fuck of your life.
You had both been a little drunk, on sex and alcohol, and had ended up talking more than you thought you would. More than you thought you should. He had been so sweet in the morning, wanting to cuddle, asking if you had wanted breakfast, maybe a date? And that’s when you had panicked. That’s when you had lied. Laughed at him, made him feel like all his feelings were once sided, told him it was a one night stand, nothing more.
You had left him in the bed, your heart racing as you poured him more of your lies, lies to keep you safe, lies to keep you sane. Your cocoon of protection, even at the cost of his heart.
You shake your head and try to get rid of the memory, watching as he dips the blonde low and presses an open-mouthed kiss to her throat. And you hate hate hate it.
Grabbing a muscular guy from the sidelines, you wink and place his hands low on your hips, running your palms down his chest and try to distract yourself.
The beat pulses around you and you don’t realize you and your dance partner are feet away from Hoseok and his until you look over and see his hard gaze.
Smirking, you turn around and grind on your partner, letting him kiss your neck as you lock eyes with Hoseok and raise an eyebrow. What are you gonna do about it?
His mouth hardens into a firm line and he spins his blonde so she accidentally bumps into your pawn and lays a giggly hand on his arm in apology. Your guy immediately pulls away from you and Hoseok quickly takes his place, sliding his hands around your waist and giving your dance partner and his blonde a laughing smile as you switch partners.
He looks at you and raises an eyebrow back. That.
“Smooth move,” you smirk, sliding your arms around his neck.
“Do you enjoy hurting me?” he hisses, pressing you tighter against him, his breath hot against your neck.
You lift your chin in defiance. “I don’t know what you mean.”
He snorts and grabs your arm, dragging you off the dance floor and near the dark corner of the exit.
“Oh, I think you know exactly what I mean. Rubbing yourself over all the guys in this goddamn club, sending me sultry glances while you do so. Do you think I don’t notice your game?” His voice lowers to a growl and you try to ignore the wave of heat that it sends straight to your core.
You smirk up at him. “You seemed awfully busy with that busty blonde. I see no reason why you should be paying attention to little old me.”
He glares at you and seems about to say something before he clenches his jaw and looks away.
You flip your hair off your shoulder and try to play it cool, smirking up at him. “Aww… does someone have a little crush?”
He whips his head to look at you and you see his jaw tick as he steps forward and slams his hand against the wall beside your head.
“Stop. Playing. Games.” He growls, and your mind races to think of something witty to say to get yourself out of this.
You lift your chin to meet his eyes. “Maybe I like playing games with you.” You whisper, staring back defiantly.
Something flashes in his eyes before he kisses you, and it’s hard and unrelenting, so different from the sweet man who had taken you to bed a month ago and made you ache in all the ways you didn’t know you could. This was not that man. This man was taking from you, sucking something out of you, and whatever it was, you wanted him to have it.
He’s kissing you so hard you can barely register anything as he pulls you out the door and pushes your back against the wall of the alley, latching his mouth to yours again.
You’re pulling at each other desperately, trying to get more of each other, and you know that there is some part of your brain telling you to stop, that you need to pull back, lie, finish the game, win…but you don’t want to anymore.
His hand slides under your skirt and you gasp against his mouth when his fingers find your slick.
“No panties?” he mumbles against you, pulling away to lick your ear. “So keen for anyone to stick their dick up your cunt tonight?” He tsks and pushes two fingers inside you, making you clench around him. “Dirty girl.”
“You should know,” you mumble back, pressing hot kisses against his throat. “I like being stretched.”
He growls and pushes you harder against the wall, pressing your thighs so you jump and wrap them around you. He fumbles with his jeans and pulls himself out, already fully hard. Your breath catches as you catch sight of him, memories of your first time together racing back, how good he had felt inside you and you tremble, reaching down for him to line him up against you.
He slides against your slick and you whimper, bucking your hips.
“What, you want to be fucked baby? You want to be stretched so good?”
You nod and grab his base making him groan. “Stretch me, fill me all the way. Please. Hoseok, please.” You beg, pressing his tip to your heat and he presses his forehead against yours.
“Look at me,” he demands, and your eyes meet his as he pushes in all at once, making you cry out and swear, your eyes watering.
When he’s finally inside you, you feel like you can finally breathe again. The stretch of him burns slightly but you love it. Love how much he stretches you, how much he fills you. He begins to grind his hips against yours and you whine.
“Fuck me, Hoseok. Fuck me.”
He chuckles low in his throat. “I thought you didn’t want to fuck me ever again? ‘It’s a one night stand Hoseok, it doesn’t mean anything’” he mocks the words you had said to him a month ago and you ache. From your heart to your cunt. You want to make him feel better but also get him to fuck you like a whore at the same time.
He continues his relentless slow grind, building you so slowly, and it’s not enough.
“It meant something,” you whimper, gripping at his jacket and trying to buck your hips into his. “I – I was just scared.”
He stills his hips completely. “You just want to be fucked. That’s the only reason you’re saying that.”
“No no no no,” you whimper, biting at his neck. “I swear to god. You… me… we just… I liked you so much, but feelings are hard for me.” You pick at his blazer, trying to avoid meeting his eyes. “And when you cuddled me the morning after, asked me on a date… it was all so much. I was feeling too much. I got scared. So I did what I do best.” You look up and meet his eyes nervously, feeling his hands clench at your hips.
“So I lied… and I ran.” You whisper, and he just stares at you.
“You…ran… because you liked me back?”
You nod.
“And you lied, because you wanted to hurt me?” He grits his teeth and you feel his grip on you tighten. His hips begin to grind slowly against yours again.
“I- yes.”
“Such pretty little lies you tell…” he groans, and you can hear the pinch of pain in the back of his throat. “Pretty little lies for a pretty little face… and a pretty little cunt.” With that, he slides almost all the way out of you and slams back into you, just once, making you cry out.
He presses his hand over your mouth. “No. No more sounds. No more lies. Just listen.” He’s looking at you so earnestly and you can do nothing but nod.
“It’s okay to have feelings. Okay? It’s not healthy to hold them back. So listen to me. I like you. You like me. Try this, with me. Try not hiding. No more running. No more lies.”
You nod against his palm.
He pulls his hand away from your mouth. “Promise?”
“Promise,” you whisper, looking him in the eyes. “No more lies.”
He nods once and slams into you. This time, when you cry out, he doesn’t silence you, pulling your legs up higher against his waist and hitting you harder.
“That’s it baby,” he grunts, adjusting the angle so he can hit you harder. “Let the world know who is fucking you.”
You’re climbing fast, clutching at his jacket trying to hold on for dear life as he pushes into you over and over again. The only sounds you can hear are the skin slapping skin and labored breathing as he sucks at your neck, surely leaving bruises in his wake.
When you come, you swear you almost hear the rip of his blazer at the collar as you dig your fingers into it hard to pull him closer to you.
You press your head into his neck as his thrusts become sloppier and he comes inside of you with a low grunt.
He holds you for a minute, pressed up against the wall, still inside of you as he catches his breath.
Tilting your face up to him he looks into your eyes earnestly. “Don’t run. You promised. No running, and no more of your pretty little lies.”
You nod, tears beginning to well up in your eyes as you reach for his face and kiss him desperately.
He groans and you feel him twitch inside you before he pulls back and lowers your legs to the ground, slipping out of you.
You straighten yourselves before he reaches for your hand and pulls you into the street, hailing a taxi.
His hand slips down to cup your ass as he pulls you possessively closer to him and murmurs in your ear.
“I’m going to fuck every little lie you’ve told me out of your body.”
You press your legs together and bite your lip, trying to hide your excitement. As the cab pulls up you stand on your tiptoes and brush your lips against his ear. “I’m looking forward to it.”
[22:52] Overcome with frustration and sadness, and uncertain how to express it, you slammed your fists against Hoseok's chest repeatedly, the action barely even hurting him, not as much force in the hits as you thought there was. He just let you, a soft sigh escaping his lips as you attempted to get out all the pent up emotions until you were nothing more than a crying mess, hands still balled up into fists, though now just resting against him.
Hoseok gently wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close to him and holding you as if you'd fall apart if he didn't. Pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, he whispered, "It's okay. Everything will be okay."
anonymous said: hiiii i love your writing so much! i genuinely enjoy every piece you’ve written so far lol idk if your requests are still open but if you have the time would you mind writing a scenario where monsta x’s wonho lives in the apartment next door and there’s always fighting and disagreements over him being loud when he has “special dates” over but it’s because there’s ignored sexual tension
⤑ genre: smut 𝕊 𝕀 ℕ
⤑ pairing: Hoseok x Reader
⤑ warning: smut galore, like clothing ripping, foul language, mention of alcohol
⤑ summary: (Y/N) loves everything about her apartment― except her neighbor, Hoseok. He’s the definition of annoying and loud neighbor. Despite being told off and (Y/N) threatening to call the police numerous times, Hoseok hosts a particularly loud party at his place, resulting in (Y/N) confronting him. Tension snaps as Hoseok finally kisses her.
⤑ word count: 6.3k
a/n: I loved writing this. This was so much fun and I love this idea so much! Thank you for requesting it! I hope you like it! ~K♡
To say you hated your apartment was a blatant lie. You loved it. The location was right, the rent was well within your budget, and you really loved having a unit on the end of the hall, giving you not only an amazing view, but turning your bedroom into mostly glass windows. It was a beautiful apartment. Light grey walls, dark hardwood floors, and new stainless steel appliances.
It was a two bedroom unit overlooking the downtown area. It had a large front room open to the kitchen and dining room. The outside wall was nearly ceiling to floor glass windows with remote controlled shades. The floors were done in a dark wood to contrast with the walls painted in a soft off white color.
Your bedroom was in the corner of the unit, providing you with two walls of windows. The master bathroom was to die for and not what you would usually find in an apartment. It had an oversized garden tub, dual sinks, a decent sized walk-in shower, and a spacious closet. Even the toilet had it's own little room.
The second bedroom was set up as a guest room with a bed, two nightstands and a dresser. It had its own bathroom and a small closet as well.
The selling factor, was the den. A small room off the living room with double doors. You had set it up as a home office.
The only thing you didn't like about your apartment was your neighbor, Hoseok. He was a very noisy person, throwing parties that lasted until 3 in the morning, inviting girls over and not bothering to keep it down when they were in his bedroom.
You heard a lot more than you bargained for. You never wanted to know what Hoseok sounded like when he came but unfortunately for you, his bed was on the other side of your living room. Luckily, you could escape to your bedroom and it would muffle the sound but it was still difficult to drown out the sound.
Truth be told, you hadn't gotten much sleep since Hoseok moved in next door, despite going over and telling him politely to keep it down. Hoseok promised he would try, yet he never made good on his promises and at this point, you were sure it was on purpose.
Last night had been like every night since Hoseok moved in.
You headed out your front door into the hallway and made sure to lock your door before making your way down the hall to the elevator. You pressed the button and waited patiently for the lift to arrive. The sound of a door opening caught your attention and you turned to see Hoseok stepping out of his apartment in his sweats, boots, and a compression shirt, carrying a trash bag.
Hoseok's eyes met yours and he immediately broke into a grin. You rolled your eyes and turned away from him. You weren't going to play this game. Not today. Hoseok approached quietly and stood next to you as both of you waited for the elevator.
“Morning,” Hoseok said, a slight hint of amusement to his voice. You tried not to grit your teeth or clench your hands. He knew how to rile you up. Hoseok loved pressing your buttons. You were determined to not let him get to you, so you turned to him and nodded. “Morning,” you replied shortly. Hoseok's grin spread.
“Sleep well last night?” he asked and you bit the inside of your cheek to keep from snapping back. “Not really,” you replied. Hoseok nodded silently before finally saying, “I'm sorry to hear that.” You held back a scoff, knowing it would mean defeat.
You opted to say nothing, instead bringing your coffee to your lips and taking a sip. Silence surrounded you and you could feel the tension between the two of you rising.
There was always this unaddressed sexual tension between you and your neighbor. If it wasn't for the fact that he kept you up until the crack of dawn fucking a different girl each night, you probably would have given into his flirting before.
Hoseok was an attractive man to say the least. He had an incredible body, everyone knew it. He worked out a lot. You saw him more at the gym in your building than you did outside his apartment. He was definitely a “gym rat.”
The two of you said nothing as you both stepped onto the elevator after it arrived. You took another sip of coffee as the silence continued for the duration of the elevator ride.
The elevator reached lobby and Hoseok stepped put first, allowing you a nice view of his broad shoulders, sculpted back, and his nearly perfect ass as he made his way to the door that led to the building's trash and recycling room. He waved as you headed for the door. “Have a nice day at work!” he called, smirking.
You narrowed your eyes but bit your tongue as you headed out onto the street and made your way to the bus stop. He was such a smug asshole sometimes. He knew he kept you up, why else would he make such remarks? You shook off your annoyance at him and pushed him from your mind; you could deal with it later.
The bus arrived on time and you got on, swiping your pass and taking a seat near the back. With living in the city and traffic as bad as it was sometimes, taking the bus was a much smarter option than driving. You didn't have to try to find a parking space with a bus, so you left your car in your parking space at home.
The ride usually took about 10 minutes and you were at work in no time, greeting the doorman as you approached the tall high rise building that took up a corner of a medical complex. You weren't a nurse or a doctor. You did clerical work in one of the suites, organizing files, running the reception counter, and all the usual duties of a receptionist.
It wasn't what you went to school for but the hours were good, the pay was great, benefits included and it allowed you to continue your online courses until you finished your master's program and moved on to your ‘big girl’ job.
You clocked in, sat down at your desk behind the counter. Stashing your things under the desk and started up your computer. Getting your station set up took little effort and once you were done, you were ready to conquer the day. The doctor you worked for had few appointments today. It was an easy day.
The office opened on time at 9 am and the first patients showed up shortly thereafter for their appointments. You checked them in, passing their information along to one of the three nurses that worked in this suite. After that, you got to sit there and play around on your computer or phone. Your boss was very relaxed.
Time ticked by as more patients for the day came in and checked in with you. The phone barely rang but when it did, you answered it with a professional air, answering questions, putting calls through for the doctor or a nurse, and scheduling appointments for the day. It was a really easy job, all things considered.
Lunch finally rolled around and the office always closed for an hour so you had plenty of time for lunch. You donned your cold weather clothes and grabbed your purse before heading out to go grab a bite to eat at the little deli down the street. They had the best sandwiches and their soups were so delicious.
You got in line and perused the menu, settling on a club sandwich and a cup of potato soup. The girl behind the counter, Melanie, was on a first name basis with you by this point since you visited so often. When you stepped up to the counter she flashed you a bright smile.
“Afternoon, Miss (Y/N). What can I get for you today?” she asked. You placed your order, asking for light mayo instead of the regular and bought a bottle of water as well. As you fished out your wallet, Melanie got a good look at you and inhaled sharply. “Are you not getting any sleep, Miss (Y/N)?” she asked. You let out a wry laugh as you handed your card to her.
“As a matter of fact, I’m not. I had hoped I put on enough concealer to cover it. Guessing I didn't?” you asked as she ran the card, grimacing at you as she did before shaking her head slightly. “No ma’am,” she said before handing you back your card. You sighed lightly and thanked her when she handed you your receipt and a little table marker.
Your food came out swiftly and after finishing it, you headed back to the office to find that the doctor had to close early. He let you go home early as there were no other appointments scheduled and he had something he had to take care of. So you caught the bus back home a whole 2 hours early.
You decided to run some errands. Your fridge and pantry were running low on supplies, you needed new shampoo and your concealer was almost out, and not to mention you needed an outfit for your company's holiday party.
So you went to your favorite beauty supply store and grabbing what you needed, then your go to store for clothes and quickly found a nice but simple outfit, and finally to the store, grabbing the essentials and stocking up before heading home. By the time you reached your building, you had eaten up most of those two hours.
As you waited patiently for the elevator to arrive, your mind wandered back to what Melanie had said. If she had noticed the dark circles through your makeup, who else had?? The realization made your blood boil. You stepped into the elevator seething.
This was all Hoseok's fault. He was keeping you up for days on end with the noise and it was showing on your face. You felt embarrassed and mortified that Melanie pointed it out. She couldn't have been the only one to notice, just the first to say anything to you.
The elevator dinged, the doors sliding open and you were greeted by muffled music playing. Your anger only grew as your stormed to your neighbor's door, raised your fist, and hammered on the door. It didn't take long for Hoseok to answer.
Inside, loud music with heavy bass was playing and there was background noise from some video game. Hoseok was wearing a pair of dark grey sweats, no shirt, and a wireless headset. His eyes lit up when he saw it was you at the door and a smirk settled on his face as he greeted you.
“Afternoon, miss,” he said playfully. You narrowed your eyes, letting all your anger fuel your actions. You chose your next words carefully.
“I hope you're pleased with yourself. You've managed to keep me up for so long that my concealer doesn't even do its job of covering up my exhaustion. The girl at the deli near my work pointed out how tired I am. So thanks again,” you said your voice dripping with sarcasm. Before Hoseok could answer, you turned on your heel and headed for your door.
Once back in the comfort of your apartment, you put away your groceries and decided to hop in the shower before changing into something more comfortable and settling on the couch to catch up on a few of your shows. The sound from Hoseok's apartment had ceased and you were mild surprised. It didn't last though.
Around dinner time, you made yourself something to eat before ending the night with a movie and a few glasses of wine. Around 8 pm, you heard more muffled music and muted the TV. Of course, you thought rolling your eyes and unmuting the television. You turned the volume up to drown out the sound of fast music coming from your neighbors apartment.
The television did help to mask the music for a while but soon you heard voices and laughing. Damn it. You just wanted a quiet night in. You silently cursed the day that Hoseok moved in next door. He and his friends were truly awful specimen.
After a few more minutes of trying to block the sound, you growled and got up from the couch, heading for your door and stepping out into the hallway where the music was easily 10 times louder. You pounded on the door and after a few minutes, Hoseok answered, a red solo cup in his hand. A smile grew on his face when he saw it was you at the door. “Hey, decided to join us?”
You shook your head. “Please try to keep it down, okay? I have to work in the morning.” Hoseok nodded and looked back into the apartment. “Of course. I'll have them out of my place no later than 11,” he said giving you a wink. Liar. You thanked him anyway and made your way back into your apartment.
As 9 drew closer, the music increased, as did the sounds of people shouting and laughing. As beautiful as the apartments were, the walls were extremely thin. You had half a mind to call the developers and chew them out for their shitty blueprints.
10 o'clock came and went and it was now a quarter till 11. You waited to see if Hoseok would make good on his word. As 11 approached, the music and talking dwindled down until it was silent on the other side of the wall. You were shocked. You couldn't believe it. Had he actually listened?
Your victory was cut short however by the subtle moaning coming from behind the wall and you groaned. Ugh fucking prick. You headed for your room, grabbing your trusty earplugs and shut your bedroom door, drowning out the rest of the sound. Hopefully it would stay that way and you could actually get some sleep.
The next few days, Hoseok hosted parties each night but only that one ended at 11. You felt as though he was doing it on purpose at this point. You sat awake in your bed until nearly 3 am each night, unable to sleep due to the loud music traveling into your apartment. The fourth night was when you finally had enough.
Dressed in your pajamas, a sleep shirt, shorts, and your favorite fuzzy socks with paw prints on them, you headed over to your neighbor's apartment and banged on the door. Some girl answered. Her eyes went wide as she saw you. “Can I help you?” she asked but you pushed past her into the apartment.
You searched the crowded room for Hoseok, finding him quickly sitting on his couch with a very pretty brunette perched on his lap. He was smiling as she whispered in his ear but when he saw you standing in his front room, dressed in your pajamas, his smile fell only to be replaced with a smirk as his eyes trailed over you.
“What's the matter?” he asked over the music. You glanced over to where the music was coming from. A simple laptop hooked up to several speakers. You stormed over to it and unplugged the speakers from the laptop, effectively stopping the music. The crowd whined and you slammed the laptop shut before rounding on Hoseok. He had pushed the girl off his lap and stood up.
“What are you-” he started but you help your hand up and silenced him. All eyes were on you but at this point you were so done that you couldn't care less. You were fed up. You needed your sleep and Hoseok was preventing that. He knew exactly what he was doing.
“Look, I put up with a lot of shit from you, Lee Hoseok, but I'm drawing the line here.” You paused for effect before continuing. “I have asked you numerous times, rather politely I might add, to keep the sound down. A simple request, no?” you asked. Hoseok nodded slowly, his eyes not leaving your face as you spoke.
“Then why is it, i ask a simple favor of you, you can't even do that? Are you stupid? Are you deaf? Do my words just go right in one ear and out the other? Clearly that must be the case, since you have no fucking brain. Otherwise, you would be courteous and keep your shit down for once.” Hoseok opened his mouth but you shook your head.
“I'm still fucking talking, so shut up,” you snapped. Several party goers ‘oohed.’ Hoseok looked at them and they stopped at once before he turned his attention back to you. If he thought this was embarrassing, he had no idea what was coming.
“I'm sick of hearing your shitty ass music. It comes through my walls and despite having my bedroom door shut, I can still hear it,” you said, not caring how much of a dick you sounded like. Hoseok needed to know he was in the wrong.
“Same goes for your nightly escapades. I can hear literally everything. I hope they aren't faking it for your sake but I'm gonna be real with you, no girl moans like that. They're exaggerating. Sorry, but you deserve the truth.” Hoseok turned a deep shade of pink. You wanted to hit him where it hurt.
“I have asked nicely too many times and you refuse to honor my wishes so if you can't keep it down, I'm going to call the police. I'm not joking at this point. I work in the morning and I need my fucking sleep. So, this is your final warning. Get all of these assholes,” you said gesturing around the room.
“Get them out of this fucking apartment, now. And I mean everyone goes. Even that skinny little brunette who was sitting on your lap earlier. I don't want to hear one peep from this apartment, am I understood?” you looked him in the eye. His smile was gone and was replaced with a scowl. You didn't care.
He started this. It was his own fault and he brought it on himself.
However mad he may be, Hoseok didn't respond. You turned on your heel and shoved past the ring of people that had form around you and Hoseok. You heard him call out to you but you didn't care. You wanted to go to bed.
You returned to your apartment, locking the door before you headed for your bedroom. You sat in bed waiting for your anger to subside and the adrenaline to go down so you might actually get some sleep tonight. The universe had other plans.
It had only been a few minutes since you returned home that you were interrupted by the sound of knocking. You got up and made your way into the front room where the knocking turned into banging. You unlocked the door and opened it.
Hoseok was on the other side, hand clenched into a fist raised above his head, ready to hit the door again. His eyes narrowed as he caught sight of you and lowered his hand.
“What do you-” you began but he interrupted you.
“Who the hell do you think you are?” he snapped towering over you. His sudden crassness threw you off guard and you struggled to find an answer. Whether or not Hoseok was expecting an answer, he didn't give you time to talk.
“How dare you come into my home and embarrass me in front of my friends. That was low, even for you,” he continued. You suddenly found it in you to speak.
“Excuse you,” you started. “I believe I had asked you numerous times since you moved in to keep the damn noise down. You can't even follow a simple request, so clearly you must not be that smart.” Hoseok opened his mouth but you beat him to it.
“I haven't slept right in weeks. I'm tired, I'm cranky, I'm angry. I just want to fucking sleep for once. I never wanted to be that neighbor who calls the cops but clearly me asking isn't enough incentive so calling them was the next step.”
Hoseok still said nothing so you went on.
“I'm so unbelievably tired. The the music lasting until dawn and the loud sounds of your nightly escapades, it's too much goddamn it.” Your voice cracked as you threw your hands up.
Hoseok pushed his way into your apartment, shutting the door behind him. You backed up, your eyes widening. “What are you doing?” you asked as he advanced on you. You backed into the sofa and were now effectively trapped between him and your couch, Hoseok's eyes never leaving your face.
The two of you were silent, eyeing each other for what felt like eternity. The unaddressed sexual tension you always felt in his presence grew, filling the space around you, almost suffocating you. Finally, you managed to speak.
“What are you waiting for?”
As if waiting for a silent command, Hoseok moved. His hand cupped the back of your neck, the other steadying himself on the back of the couch as he pulled you toward him, his lips crashing against your own. Your hands instinctively grabbed his shirt, pulling him in closer.
Hoseok parted his lips, his tongue darting out allowing the tip to brush against your bottom lip and you answered by letting him in. Your stomach did flips and your heart raced. Blood pounded in your ears as you felt Hoseok's free hand grip your waist.
The two of you parted after a few moments to catch your breath, lips swollen from the heated kiss. Hoseok watched you closely, gauging your reaction. Your eyes were wide, searching his own.
A small smile made itself known on Hoseok's face before he opened his mouth and said in a breathless voice, “finally.”
He picked you up, using the back of your thighs to lift you. Your legs wrapped around his waist, hands holding on to his shoulders as he set you on the back of the couch. He pressed light kisses along your jaw, stopping to nip on the sensitive skin of your neck.
“Do you want this?” you asked in a stained voice. Hoseok chuckled, his breath tickling your skin. “Do you want this?” he repeated your question, pressing his obviously erection into your clothed core. You gasped at the feeling before letting out a shameless, “please, just fuck me already.”
Hoseok let out a laugh before setting you down. He reached up, caressing your cheek as his free hand roamed, sliding into the waistband of your pants. His fingers skimmed past your panties as he delved deeper, his fingertips found the wetness pooling in your underwear. Hoseok chuckled as he pushed a finger past your folds, easily finding your clit. A moan escaped your lips.
Hoseok slowly circled the bundle of nerves, watching your face as he did. He was fascinated by the way your brows knitted together, your eyes shut as he teased you in long drawn out movements.
“Stop teasing me,” you whined grabbing his forearm and pushing his hand deeper in your panties. Hoseok let out another laugh before slipping a finger inside you. Another gasp left you. Hoseok used his free hand to grab your waistband and pulled down your pants, letting them pool around your ankles before you kicked them off.
Hoseok took the opportunity to eye the thin lace material of your panties, sneaking you a devilish grin before he brushed his finger over the cloth. “These are cute,” he mused before looking up and catching your gaze. “Did you wear these for me?” he asked, tilting his head to the side as he continued, slowly pumping his hand, adding a second finger. You gripped the sofa below you, trying to ground yourself.
As he sped up, Hoseok watched you. The way you threw your head back, the small gasps and whines that left your lips were like music to him. He pulled his hand free and brought his fingers to your lips. You took them in your mouth without hesitation.
Hoseok took your hand and pulled you off the couch before leading you around and pushing you on the cushions. “What are you-” you started as Hoseok pushed the coffee table back before settling himself between your legs. He rested your thighs over his shoulders, hooked a thumb under your panties, pulling them to the side before starting an assault on your heat with his tongue.
The wet muscle made contact with your clit and you let out a low moan. Hoseok continued, teasing the sensitive bud with his tongue, alternating between light flicks and long licks. You involuntarily squeezed your thighs causing Hoseok to push them apart, giving him more access.
When his lips wrapped around your clit, you were done for. Your fingers tangled in his hair, tugging gently as his tongue danced against your heat, bringing you closer to your release. You tried to keep still but you couldn't keep your hips from moving slightly. Hoseok noticed this and pulled back.
“Be a good girl and don't move,” he said before resuming. It took all your willpower to not move. Your body tensed under his touch and you wanted so much to find release. “Please,” you panted. Hoseok hummed, the vibrations against you making you cry out.
“Please, I want to come,” you whispered. Hoseok hummed again, pulling back. “How bad do you want to come, baby girl? Tell me,” he said, his fingers slowly circling your slit. “So bad,” you whimpered. Hoseok teased your entrance, dipping his fingers in slightly only to pull them back out. He was really enjoying the way he teased you to the brink of release, only to pull back again.
“Tell me how bad you want to come,” he said, the smirk on his face present in his voice. “Please Hoseok,” you whimpered. “Make me come. Make me come and I'm all yours.” Hoseok hummed in response, his fingers sliding into your walls. His tongue flattened against your clit before he sped up.
Your walls tightened as your orgasm approached. “Ah~! shit,” you moaned. “I'm so close.”
Before your climax washed over you, Hoseok stopped and withdrew. You whined in response. “What the hell, Hoseok,” you hissed looking up. He had removed his shirt and was unbuttoning his pants.
“I’m going to enjoy this,” he said reaching down to remove your panties. Whatever you had been expecting, it wasn’t this as he flexed and ripped your panties with ease. Your jaw dropped as he held up the mangled remains of your underwear, shrugged, giving you a sheepish smile before he threw them to the side with a nonchalant, ‘oops.”
“Lee Hoseok!!” you managed to squeak as he leaned in, hovering over you, his lips brushing against your neck. “I hope those weren’t expensive,” he breathed in your ear. You wanted to hit him. Those panties were in fact very expensive and came as a set with the bralette you were wearing under your sleep shirt. “As a matter of fact,” you said, your voice shaking as Hoseok tormented you with light kisses and nips along your neck. “They were part of a very expensive set,” you finished.
Hoseok let out a breathy chuckle before murmuring, “well, I guess I just have to give the other piece the same treatment,” he said as his hand slipped under your shirt. His fingertips danced their way up your torso before finding the same lace material of your bralette. “Let’s get this off,” he said taking the hem of your shirt in his hands and pulling it up over your head.
His eyes skimmed over every inch of your body, admiring it. “God,” he said in a growl as he leaned in, pressing small, wet kisses over the newly exposed skin. “I can’t believe this is what I’ve been missing out on,” he said trailing back up to meet your lips. His fingers slipped under your bralette, his hand cupping your breast. You moaned, arching your back into his touch. “Fucking hell, you sound so hot.”
You whined as he removed his hand before he repeated the same brash actions and ripped the lace of your bralette open, freeing your chest before discarding the destroyed garment. His lips were on your chest in a matter of seconds, his tongue slipping out to drag over the sensitive skin around your nipple. “Hoseok,” you breathed and he pulled back, eyes finding yours.
“What is it?” he asked. “Please,” you whispered. A smile spread over his face. “Please what?” he replied, cocking his head to the side again, playfully. “I need you,” you answered. “Need me where?” Hoseok replied flirtatiously. “Inside me, jesus fucking christ, Hoseok. Put your cock inside me,” you snapped and Hoseok let out a loud laugh before he stood up straight.
“As you wish,” he said as he finished unzipping his pants and let them fall to the floor, leaving him in his boxer briefs, exposing the toned muscles in his thighs. “Where do you keep the condoms?” he asked. You pointed to the bathroom. “In the top drawer on the left,” you said hastily. Hoseok disappeared and reappeared with the small foil packet.
“If I wasn’t so eager to fuck you, I’d make you choke on my dick but another time,” he said as he lifted the foil to his mouth to tear it open. Before he could, you sat up and pulled down his boxers, allowing his member to spring free. You wasted no time, ignoring his questions, as you wrapped your hand around the base of his shaft and took him in your mouth.
Hoseok let out a strangled moan as you moved, working the tip with your tongue and the base with your hand. His hand tangled in your hair as you took him deeper in your mouth. “Holy shit,” he hissed. You pulled back and looked up at him. His hand left your hair, moving to caress your cheek.
“You’re fucking beautiful, you know?” he said softly. A light pink flushed your cheeks as you felt completely exposed. “I’m going to enjoy wrecking you,” he said before ripping open the condom and rolling it on.
“Turn around,” he ordered and you scrambled to do so, resting your forearms on the back of the sofa. You felt Hoseok’s hand run gently over your backside before you felt a quick smack to your bottom. A stinging ran over your skin and you inhaled sharply. “You like that?” Hoseok asked in a low voice, rubbing his hand over the spot he just hit before repeating the action a little harder.
A small whimper left your lips. “You really do like that, huh?” You cried out when his hand made contact with your ass again. “Goddamn,” he said as you whined, shaking your ass slightly, enticing him to fill.
“You really want this cock that bad?” he asked, brushing the tip of his length against your entrance. You moaned in response. “You have to say it,” he said, his free hand on your hip. You tried pushing back on him, eager for him to fill you. “No,” he said backing away. “You have to say that you want me,” he said. You peered over your shoulder at him.
He was watching you, waiting patiently. You almost moaned at the sight of his hand wrapped around his dick, slowly stroking himself. You were normally very stubborn but you just wanted to get off at this point. “I want your cock,” you said softly. Hoseok brought his free hand up to his ear.
“What was that? I couldn’t hear you.” You groaned. “Goddamnit, Hoseok,” you hissed. “I want your fucking cock inside me right now!” Hoseok’s smirk spread and he positioned himself at your entrance.
“Say it again,” he said pushing ever so slightly, barely entering. You looked back at him as he waited for you to say the words he wanted to hear.
“I want you to bury your dick in my pussy and fuck me until I can’t walk,” you breathed.
Without any further encouragement, Hoseok pushed himself inside you slowly. The stretch felt amazing as it had been sometime since you were filled like this. Hoseok didn’t stop until he bottomed out, his length buried deep in your walls. You waited a moment as you adjusted before you nodded and breathlessly stated, “I’m ready.”
Hoseok pulled out a few inches before pushing back in slowly. You dropped your head to rest it on your arms. “God,” you moaned as he picked up the pace, driving into your wet heat. You could hear his erratic breathing as he thrust into you faster. “Fuck,” he said, gripping your hips as he pounded into you, hitting a spot deep inside. “You feel fucking fantastic.”
A moan left your lips in response, egging Hoseok on. You felt one of his hands slide up your back until it reached the base of your neck. His fingers intertwined in your hair before he pulled, jerking your head back. “Don’t keep it in,” he said as he fucked into you harder, a slew of curses leaving your mouth, mixed with high pitched moans. “Let me hear how good I make you feel.”
Your walls tightened around him as your climax approached. You didn’t want this to end. You wanted him to fuck you forever. “Ah~! Please,” you said in a whine. “Harder.” Hoseok tugged your hair again. “What? Harder?” he asked. You tried to nod but with his hand in your hair it was impossible so you moaned out a, “yes. Please fuck me harder.” Hoseok obliged, his hips hitting your ass and filling the room with the sound of skin against skin.
Your knees were starting to feel the effects of his thrusts and your legs started to shake. “Shit,” Hoseok said his hand leaving your hair and moving back to your hip as he gripped you harder. “Right there,” you moaned. “Don’t stop.” Hoseok chuckled, the sound ending in a moan.
“I’m close,” he said leaning over your back, his lips pressed against your shoulder.
This new angle let him hit you in all the right places, his cock brushing against your sweet spot. “Are you close?” he whispered in your ear. You shook your head. “Not yet,” you said. Hoseok reached around, his fingers finding your clit and massaging quickly. You cried out, clenching around him. You could feel the coil in your stomach tighten as Hoseok hammered into you, surely leaving bruises where his hips made contact with your backside.
“That’s it, (Y/N),” he said as he felt you tighten around him, squeezing his cock just right. “Come for me. Come on my cock like a good girl.” His words sent heat straight to your core as it tightened, threatening to spring loose at any moment and wash over you. “I’m gonna-” you said before letting out a cry as Hoseok sank his teeth into your shoulder.
Your orgasm hit you hard, heat exploding inside sending warmth rushing throughout your body. Your grip on the couch hardened, your knuckles turning white as your toes curled in bliss. Pure, raw pleasure coursed through your veins as Hoseok continued to thrust, chasing his own release as he helped you ride out yours. With a deep, guttural moan, Hoseok came inside the condom. His hips slowed until they faltered and he stayed motionless, waiting for his breath and sanity to return.
Finally, he pulled out of you and sat on the couch next to you, pulling off the condom and tying the end. He turned to look at you, a fucked out expression on his face.
“You okay?” he asked, noticing you hadn’t moved. You nodded slowly as your breathing returned to normal. “I can’t move my legs just yet,” you admitted with a sheepish grin. Hoseok smirked up at you.
“Well, you did ask me to fuck you until you couldn’t walk,” he said smugly. You swatted at him lazily and he laughed standing up and reached down, lifting you gently off the sofa. “I guess I’ll just have to carry you to the shower,” he said as he made his way to the bathroom. “I don’t think I can stand either,” you said as he flipped the light on.
“A bath it is,” he said setting you on the toilet as he started running a bath. Once it was drawn up, Hoseok lifted you from the toilet and dipped you in the water before getting in himself, settling behind your back. The two of you were silent for a moment before he finally spoke.
“So,” he said as he trailed his fingers over your skin. “Do you still think they were faking it?” he asked in your ear. You softly elbowed him. “No. I don’t,” you admitted. Hoseok smiled against your shoulder. “But one more thing,” you said turning your head to look at him. He smiled at you. “What?” he asked.
“Don’t talk about other girls anymore. You don’t need them anymore,” you said before turning your head to look away. Hoseok pressed a soft kiss to your cheek. “Fair enough,” he replied. “I just need you.” The two of you sat in the hot water, a comfortable silence filled the air before you sat up and turned to face him. “I’m still not letting you off the hook. If you don’t keep the sound down, I’m not fucking you ever again.” Hoseok grimaced and nodded. “Deal.”
