#namiwritesskz

part 1 | part 2

friends to lovers; soft; eventual smut

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Your hands felt cold the instant you saw the text that appeared in your notifications. Normally, you would be laughing at how dumb Felix is with his clumsy hands always sending texts to the wrong number.

This time, it has your heart racing against your will, and you find yourself backtracking as you're picking up your things to head out and go back to your apartment.

Lix: I'm bored… come over and sit on my dick… roomies not home :)

For someone texting a fuck buddy, he sure is poker-faced. He’s just laying in bed with his head dangling off the edge, pastel purple hair sprawled in all directions. God, you would have smacked him if he weren't so damn cute.

"Hey, Lix, if you want your girl of the week to come over, check your texts,"

You calmly stand up from your spot on his bedroom floor and swing your bag over your shoulder. You throw in a laugh too, for good measure.

"Hmm?" Felix turns his head towards you in confusion and checks his phone after a few seconds of trying to register what you just said. "Oh, sorry about that… Just some random girl on tinder,"

"Whatever Lix, go have fun, I'm going home," You're even more agitated now that Felix knows he accidentally sent it to you.

"Huh? I didn't re-send the text," He sat up on the bed and flung his phone next to his pillows. "You don’t have to leave,"

Fuck. He did not just use that pout on you. He knows how much you can't resist his clingy ass, and the grin he makes when you set down your bag on the floor proves it.

"Come here," You feel so pathetic giving in to his request so easily when he gestured for you to come closer. "It's late… And I'd really rather hang out with you,"

"Yeah sure, you'd rather hang out with me than get laid," You try to roll your eyes in annoyance but his arms and legs wrapped around you like an octopus renders it ineffective even while facing each other. You're too soft for him after all.

Being best friends for a long time, this closeness wasn't new to you at all, until lately. There's no way you can ignore the increasing number of stolen glances, the lingering touches, the way his warmth makes your heart beat wilder. His presence no longer calms you down. The tension lies thick in the air whenever the two of you are breathing in the same space, and you're just too stubborn to give in.

So, what gave you the idea it was a good decision to let Felix make you stay over?

"About that, I guess… I have other plans…" The subtle switch from his playful clinginess to him nuzzling and placing gentle kisses on your shoulder as he pulls you close would have gotten lost on you if you didn't feel anything about him. But yes, fuck, you admit it, you're absolutely smitten by this boy, and his touches turn you into putty in his hands in an instant. You lay in his arms breathing heavily as his limbs loosen their hold into a more gentle embrace, kisses moving from your clothed shoulder to your bare neck and jaw.

And eventually, your lips. No words needed. Your lips can do the talking in a different way. And though starting out tentative and slow, he takes advantage of your lips parting to catch some air to swipe his tongue down your bottom lip for entrance, which you grant him right away.

As new as it is, it somehow also feels familiar, since you're so used to having his body so close to yours. Though not this close like you're used to, it's definitely a welcome change.

"Are you willing to take on that offer then? I already sent it to you anyway,"

"You little shit, you know I won't say no, don't you?"

You know that look all too well. His face is fixed in an expressionless mask, not frowning or scowling but just blank, and even underneath his suit you can tell how tensed his shoulders are.

This is why you hate these emergency meetings so early in the morning. The day just started and your CEO Chris is already so pissed. He probably hasn't even had his coffee yet when the damn meeting started.

Normally, watching your bosses and higher-ups fighting and spitting venom disguised in niceties and corporate bullshit in front of you would be amusing. This time, you notice how fuming Chris is. Sure, he looks calm and collected to everyone else. But working closely with him for so long, you know his body language better than everyone else in the room, you know the hidden meaning behind his words, and only you can pick up on how he doesn't slam his fingers on the keyboard of his laptop but you can tell from the slightly crunchier sound of the clicks alone that he has a lot of steam to blow. 

It was so hard to focus on the already senseless meeting when all you can think of is how good his hands will look digging into your hips and gripping you hard as he-

No. 

You can't let your mind go there. Seriously? Fantasizing about your hot boss while you're supposed to be working? You're probably even more stressed than him for having wet dreams in broad daylight. 

You watch him intently as you pretend to be busy typing things on your laptop. Your mind just can't help but wander with his newly dyed dark silver hair, sharp eyes that look so intense even when he's not glaring, and strong, solid arms.

Much to your relief, the meeting ended earlier than expected. Maybe they eventually realized how unproductive it actually is with so many things not ironed out before they began. Anyway, Chris is still pissed. He leaned back in his seat, his jaw tensed in a way only you can notice, and ordered everyone out of the room. 

"Need a coffee, Sir?" You stand up and start to unplug and turn off the speakers and TV used for the conference call, ready to head out. Even though you've been working together for quite some time now and you're one of the very few people who can actually approach him when he's mad, you're still very careful not to step on his toes and aggravate his mood. You know that during these situations it would be best to just leave him to cool down alone. After you get him his coffee, that is.

"I do, but there's something else I need more right now," He runs his fingers through his hair in frustration once then goes back to his cool facade.

"Alright then, let me get it for you?" 

He laughs softly, a smirk forming on his face. "Come here,"

You're confused by his request but you put down your laptop and tumbler, walking hesitantly to his end of the long rectangular conference table and grabbing a chair, pushing it closer to him. 

"You won't be needing that," Your brows furrowed in confusion when he grabbed your hand that's still gripping the backrest of the chair. His grip is soft and undemanding like he's giving you a chance to pull away but his eyes tell an entirely different story. "You have the best seat in the house,"

Chris pats his lap and lifts your hand from the chair, grabbing it gently like he's asking for your hand in a dance, but you know it's something else he wants. You're not sure if you're only hallucinating but his warm hands and hypnotizing eyes right in front of you pull you back to reality. Your feet have no control anymore and you give in to his wishes.

With a firm pull on your arm you find yourself sitting sideways on his lap. He licks his lips and looks up at you with a sly smile, reaching up to tuck your hair behind your ears.

"I guess you now know what I want, baby girl," He hums in a low voice, cupping your chin in his fingers. 

Is this even real? Your heart is racing at the thought of your wet dreams coming true. You couldn't count how many times you've fantasized about this moment, how many times you've gotten off at the thought of him, the man who you thought was totally unreachable now underneath you.

Words are totally lost on you and you could only nod in response. Instantly, Chris crashes his lips into yours and you melt under his touch. One of his hands finds its way to your thighs, stroking higher and higher until he reaches inside your skirt, while the unbuttons your shirt, and your hands pull him closer by the hair. Your soft sighs and your hips unconsciously grinding against his thighs in an attempt to get more friction make him kiss you even hungrier, swiping his tongue across your bottom lip and asking for entrance. 

You moan into the kiss when you feel him undoing your bra and slipping off your panties, throwing both pieces of underwear under the table. His kisses grow more desperate, pretty much shoving his tongue down your throat as he fondles your breasts, until he moves down your jaw to your chest, sucking angry purple bruises in the areas hidden by your shirt.

"S-Sir, I- I need-" You were shut up by his lips returning to yours, biting down on your bottom lip and making you whimper in pain and pleasure as he pries your thighs apart and pushes two fingers into your dripping wetness with no warning. You keen at the sudden pleasure, moaning a bit too loudly, your voice echoing through the soundproof walls.

"You don't get to tell me what to do baby girl…" He pulls away from your lips to look at the faces you make as he's finger-fucking you, curling his fingers to brush past your weak spot. "Look how wet you are for me… You've always wanted this, don't you? Do you think I don't notice how you look at me? Do you think I don't know how much you want me to use your tight little pussy? Hmm?" 

He asks but doesn't let you answer. He pulls his fingers out to let you suck on them instead just as your climax bubbles in your core, letting you taste yourself, the satisfied grin on his face growing wider as you feel his cock grow harder underneath you. 

"On your knees," Chris stands up to unbuckle his belt and pull his pants down and you watch the entire time, kneeling down on the carpet in front of him. "Let's put that pretty mouth to good use, will you? Will you let Sir fuck your mouth, baby girl?"

"Yes Sir, use me," Your voice is small and weak and you're surprised how you can still even make any sounds that aren't moans and whimpers. He guides his tip to your lips and you open up right away, lapping up the leaking pre-cum before he shoves his entire length into your mouth until his tip hits the back of your throat. You grow even wetter at the sound of his grunts and heavy breathing, his thrusts getting harder everytime you swallow around him and lick the base of his cock.

"That's it baby, fuck, so good," He loves it especially when you gag on his length and your eyes prickle with tears, a smirk forming on his lips as he admires your fucked out face. A few more rough thrusts of his hips and he pulls out, hissing and groaning as he tightly squeezes the base of his cock so he won't cum yet. Once he's fully sure he won't explode with another touch, he pulls you up by both arms and shrugs off his jacket, rolls up his sleeves and opens the buttons on his shirt revealing his perfectly sculpted abs, and kicks off his pants entirely. 

You swallow hard at the sight before you and you're probably already drooling. You've seen him shirtless before during past company trips but this is a whole new level of hot. Seeing him so feral and disheveled is a welcome change to his usually polished exterior. You've always known he had a wild streak but to actually experience it? Fuck, it felt like a dream. The veins on his arms look angrier than normal as he pushes you face down on the table and lifts your skirt, slamming his length into you and pounding hard without letting you adjust to his size. One hand gripping your waist so tight it's going to leave bruises and the other hand pulling on your hair, his pace is merciless the moment he entered, leaving you screaming his name in ways you never thought was possible. 

You truly are lucky. Chris is so, so good, you can only imagine how many girls are dying to have a taste of him wherever he goes yet here you are bent over on his conference room table, seeing stars everytime he sinks into you.

Soon enough his thrusts get even more relentless, filling the room with wet slapping sounds and the most obscene moans, the pressure building in your gut until you clench hard around him, your senses clouded in bliss as he pulls out and turns you around to release in your mouth. Trembling hands tilt your chin up so he can watch you choke on his cum. He watches you in delight as you swallow every last drop, swiping his thumb at the corner of your mouth to catch any drips. 

Still shaking from your high and looking like an absolute mess, you reach under the table to find your underwear but Chris pulls you back, pinning you down on the carpet. He hasn't gotten dressed yet, his crisp white shirt that was perfectly ironed barely an hour ago now hanging open and crumpled on his torso. 

"Where do you think you're going?" He positions himself between your legs and strokes his cock as it starts to stiffen again. 

"I thought you still needed coffee?" You chuckle as you completely unbutton your top. Chris laughs with you and reaches up the table to get your phone and hands it to you. 

♡SKZ♡

↬Chan

Mile-high club

Helping pissed off CEO Chris

Swimming lessons

"There's not enough makeup in the world to cover this hickey, what did you do to me?"

"Stop turning the wireless vibrator up everytime someone walks by, you're gonna get us kicked out."

Chan catches you touching yourself

Blowing Chan while he's on a phone call

Slap my ass again and I'll make you fuck me in that closet.

Your parents would be royally disappointed to see what you have on right now. Even more disappointed at what I'm thinking about doing to you. - dom!Chan, blindfolding

Detention - bad boy!chan

I've never cried during sex before, but I guess there's a first for everything.

4:29 - Giving chan hickeys

Just cuddling?

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↬Minho

"That's not a fetish, that's just weird."

Bend over, I'm not kidding. - You made him jealous by grinding on another guy at a party

17:08 - dom!Minho trying to sub

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↬Changbin

Tease

"I am your daddy."

Bend over, I'm not kidding.

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↬Hyunjin

Cockwarming, dom!Hyunjin

Make-up sex

Higher - Part 1 | Part 2

Pre-show ritual

Cockwarming, sub!Hyunjin

Your first time (soft)

Show me the way

First blowjob

"You're going to get us arrested." "Oh, I've always liked the idea of you in handcuffs." - car blowjobs+sex, dom!Hyunjin, aftercare

I would obliterate your pussy, and you know it.

"That's what I am right? Your cockslut?" and "Wow, you take cock like it’s your day job." - face fucking

You're really bad at hiding how turned on you are.

You know how to make me cum, so do it already.

Oh. Keep doing that. - sub!Hyunjin, overstimulation

You better muffle yourself with a pillow then, because I'm not stopping. - quiet sex, sharing a room with the members

Don't start what you can't finish. - semi-public, bus handjobs

How many rounds was that?

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↬Jisung

Dare or Dare - public blowjob

Study date - public handjob

Nose piercing

If these sheets were the states - phone sex

You better muffle yourself with a pillow then, because I'm not stopping. - High school senior gf and younger Jisung

Got home from tour + soft and sensual sex

Don't stop, please, don't stop. - dares, inexperienced Jisung

09:13 Vibrator, overstimulation

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↬Felix

"I'm bored. Come over and sit on my dick."

"My dick isn't that big, you can handle it" and "That's it baby, you're doing great"

First time dirty talking

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↬Seungmin

Turn the AC down

You're hard/wet? I won't believe it 'til I see it.

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↬Multiple members

Neighbors know my name - Chan x Reader, eventual Woochan threesome

Twice the fun - Hyunjin x Reader x Jisung

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♡Woojin♡

"I can make you cum harder than that." "Try me."

"How about we try something new tonight?" and "That's it. That's a kink I never knew I had." - biting kink

10 minutes in heaven - making out because of a party game; part 2 here

soft dom!Chan; plane sex; makeshift gags

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"Don't mess my hair up too much baby, I'm gonna have photos taken when we land," Chan chuckles against your neck, kissing and sucking enough to make your knees go weak but not enough to leave marks on your skin.

"Don't make me feel so fucking good then, if you don't want me clawing on your hair and clothes," It surprised you how you were still able to form words, let alone complete sentences, with the way Chan's hands travel your body.

"You don't get to tell me what to do baby girl," He grunts through gritted teeth, tugging your head back by your hair, exposing your neck to his mouth even more as his other hand makes its way inside your panties.

"Mhmm- yes- ahh-" If you weren't in a plane bathroom you would have screamed his name. But you had to contain your moans and bite into the hem of your shirt instead, all while Chan continues his expert movements under the flimsy material between your legs.

"Alright baby, enough for you," He felt your legs trembling and your breathing getting heavier and he knew right away that you were about to cum. You whine at the lack of friction, squeezing your thighs together the moment he pulled his hand away, only to have his strong arms push you down to your knees. "Do daddy a favor, hmm?"

You feel his fingers gently tilt your chin up and hold it in place. Once he's sure your eyes are all on him, he unbuckles his belt and pulls his jeans and underwear down in one go, his hard and leaking cock springing free from its constraints.

"You know what to do baby, open up," Of course you do. You've always loved giving him head and seeing all the lovely expressions he makes, and the sinful sounds coming out of those luscious lips. His mouth fell open the moment your lips took him in, hands wrapping around what you couldn't fit in your mouth, the obscene gagging and slurping sounds making him go feral.

"Yes, fuck yes- baby-" Chan groaned softly, his grip tightening on your shoulders and trying his hardest to keep his cool and keep his hips from fucking your mouth until you're choking.

"Good girl," He breathed out as he pulled out of your mouth with a loud pop. "Look at you, so eager for my cock," Even without him ordering you to, you knew what to do right away. You slide off your underwear, leaning over the sink with your ass in full display.

What you didn't expect though was Chan crumpling your panties in a tight ball and stuffing it in your mouth as a makeshift gag. Well. he knows how loud you can get. You can't risk getting caught fucking in this tiny space miles above the ground where every sound you make echoes against the cramped walls.

You almost lose your balance when you feel his tip prod your entrance, coating it with your own wetness, and you're suddenly thankful for the fabric stuffed in your mouth because you were so close to screaming when he pushed in harshly with no warning. Aware of how pathetic and used you look, you try to look down but Chan only pulls you by the hair to make you look at the mirror, and see how much of a mess he's making you.

"Oh no baby girl, you need to see how much of a slut you are for me," He hisses in your ear and kneads on your breasts as he starts snapping his hips violently, not letting you adjust to his size. You can only whimper helplessly in his hands. You're under his mercy and he's not showing you any, his every thrust shaking your entire body and hitting you in all the right places.

Watching Chan wreck you is such a delightful sight. His eyes are burning with lust, veins and muscles straining against his skin as he takes you, grunting and cursing under his breath the whole time. That delicious sight coupled with a few more rolls of his hips sends you to your peak, tears pricking at your eyes as your walls clench hard around his cock.

"Shit- fuck baby- ah- c-come for me baby, I'm close," Even in the midst of your climax, you still find the strength to watch his hips stutter until he releases with a prolonged groan, filling you up in the most satisfying way.

For a moment, nothing else could be heard in the room but your shaky breaths, holding on to each other as you come down from your highs. Chan pulls you in for a loving kiss as soon as he removes your gag, arms cradling you gently until you can breathe again.

"You okay, baby?" He kisses your forehead, caressing your cheeks. As always, Chan tends to get worried about being too rough on you when he gets carried away. "Let's get you cleaned up?"

Part 1 | Part 2

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All you wanted was to have Felix all to yourself someday and now that you finally do, you feel so drowned by his presence, every touch of his skin and every sound coming out of his lips amplified and resonating through your whole body.

Catching him off guard, you take the lead and flip him over so he's laying on his back and you're hovering above him.

"Here, you have me now, happy?" You could barely sit still when Felix pulled you closer so you're straddling him.

"Nope, not yet,"

"Greedy," You can feel him stiffen through his sweatpants as his hands slip inside your shirt, so you take the opportunity to grind on his hard-on and make him even needier.

"Fuck, baby, feels good," Your feel your wetness pool in your core at the nickname. He's already needy and breathless, bucking his hips into your clothed pussy in an attempt to get more friction. "Let's get you out of those clothes, hmm?"

You reluctantly pull apart briefly to help each other undress and in an instant you're all over each other again. It's like you're re-discovering each other, hands wandering each other's bodies leaving nothing untouched.

"Lix… I want you now…" The pressure building in your core as Felix rubs slow circles on your clit is overwhelming, leaving your hands stuttering as you stroke his cock. No questions asked, he reaches for the stash of condoms he keeps under his pillow and hands you one. You don't want to think anymore why he has so many. You just watch him tear the wrapper with his teeth, handing it to you so you can put it on him.

"Come here baby," Felix makes grabby arms with his hands and like a magnet you cling to him immediately. He kisses you one more time, a lot more slowly, taking his time to savor your taste. "You sure you want this?"

"Please, I've wanted you for so long,"

"Me too baby, me too," He whispers breathlessly against your lips.

There's no way you could wait any longer. Every second was excruciatingly slow until the second Felix finally pushed in, leaving both of you holding your breath in pleasure, every sensation so overwhelming like it was your first time feeling everything.

"Mmm, Lix- you can move now," He obliges right away. Your hips desperately try to meet his thrusts but he holds you steady so he can thrust into you instead, letting you hold on to his chest to keep yourself steady.

"Baby, can I go harder? I wanna go f- aaah fuck-" You let your hips answer his request, freeing yourself of his hold and slamming your whole weight down, driving him so deep into you. It catches him off-guard and you watch in awe as he loudly groans and curses, totally unprepared for your sudden movements. His eyes are fluttering shut but he's trying so hard to keep them open, his hips struggling to keep a steady rhythm against yours.

At this rate, you know neither of you will last long. You can hear him start to choke on his own breaths, his grip on your waist leaving deeper marks, his hips stuttering in pace. Even more so when you started rolling your hips and letting him hit depths he couldn't reach before.

"I-I'm close- help please," The added pressure makes you clench around him and you guide his hand to your clit. Even in his fucked-out state, his fingers still worked hard to help bring you to your climax.

"Cum for me baby, I'm close too," With your high slowly building up, you could barely hold yourself together and end up gasping for air and burying your face in his chest.

"No baby, I wanna see you," He removes his free hand from your waist and holds your face in place so you have a good view of him. "Look at me,"

You let him take the lead this time. His deep moans, his piercing gaze, his hips snapping harder and harder into yours, his fingers hitting all the right spots, a few more thrusts and you're trembling in pleasure all over. You feel his hips still and his entire body stiffen as he releases and you take in how beautiful Felix is when he's so lost in bliss.

The room fills with your moans and whimpers and by now you're pretty sure his neighbors already know your name, and the numerous ways it can be screamed and cried.

"Stay here," His voice still weak and rough, he holds you close against his chest and wraps his legs around your waist.

"Lix, at least pull out first," You giggle and slap his chest playfully.

"Hmm, no, comfy,"

How is it possible to fall for the same person over and over? Everytime you see Felix smile it feels like the first time.

After some minutes, he gives up and finally pulls out, and helps you clean up.

"You ok, Lix?" You're suddenly worried at how quickly his demeanor turned more serious and restless.

"You don't regret this, do you?" The hesitation in his eyes made your heart drop. If only he knew how long you've loved him more than as your best friend.

"Of course not, why would I?" Gently, you place a quick kiss to his nose but he catches your lips before you pull away, leading you into a slow, passionate kiss, and you can feel him smile as he detaches his lips from yours.

part 1 | part 2

Friends to lovers; prom night; vanilla; kinda soft

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"Look at them, I bet they sneaked in some vodka to spike their drinks," Hyunjin laughed and leaned into you, his breath hot on your ear. You've been at your table for the past hour, bored out of your minds since all your friends left one by one with their dates to Chan's party, leaving you and Hyunjin to watch people by yourselves in a distant table near the back of the hall. You've been bugging him to leave but he insisted on making the most out of the night before you headed out.

"I can't believe high school kids lose their shit about going to prom, I'm so fucking bored," You leaned back in your seat and stretched your legs aching from the heels you've been wearing all night. "I bet almost everyone here just came to get drunk and get laid later," In the corner of your eye, you caught a glimpse of Hyunjin's eyes briefly traveling to your thighs now exposed by the slits of your dress that's pushing the dress code to its limits, but you didn't think much of it. 

The couples on the dance floor continued swaying to the slow and sappy music and even if you're internally cringing at the idea, it would probably be nice to hold Hyunjin that close. So close you could feel each other's heartbeats, feel each other's warmth washing all over your bodies.

"C'mon, it's not so bad," The corners of his eyes crinkled into a smile and you felt a warmth creep up into your face as well. "And I have you here, so… My night is already made,"

"Oh shut up Hwang, you just have no choice because you couldn't any other date,"

"I asked only you though," He looked away, a contented grin still on his face. It's true though. With all the girls in school dying for him to ask them to prom, some even asking him out, Hyunjin still chose to be with you. That must mean something, right? But you didn't want to assume what he's doing was any special. You're best friends after all. Almost attached to the hip since you were toddlers, with your overly-enthusiastic parents so convinced you two will end up with each other as adults. 

You remember both of you shuddering at that idea so much growing up. Yet now you're not sure anymore, at least for you, that is. For Hyunjin, sometimes you don't know when he's playing, especially now.

"Oh shit, I love this song!" Hyunjin exclaimed and practically jumped in his seat when a more upbeat song blasted from the speakers and jolted you awake. "C'mon, one last before we go and actually party?"

As expected he went wild in a snap. You recognized GOT7's Go Higher from the first note. Before you could drown in your thoughts, Hyunjin's hands were already on yours, pulling you backwards into the dancefloor and tugging a little bit too hard and causing you to bounce against his chest before he let go of your hand.

You wished he didn't. But he looked so good moving his body to the music, jacket already off, subtly disheveled with his tie laying crooked against his crisp white shirt, and you just couldn't take your eyes off him. It's like he takes on an entirely new form when he's dancing, face overflowing with emotion and movements flowing so smoothly, whether he's onstage or just partying. 

You let the music and the dim lights take over you. Even in the sea of people, it was so easy to get lost in Hyunjin's presence, and for some reason you now have his arms around your waist, back pressed flush to his chest and his heavy breathing right in your ear. 

"I know you won't let me get this close to you earlier, with the slow dancing and all, so I'm doing it now," 

He was so close that he didn't need to yell over the music. You're losing all inhibition with each passing second, and feeling Hyunjin press up against your backside with a very obvious problem between his legs was the last straw. You finally turn around and tiptoe to reach his ears, pulling him by the nape of his neck to get him closer.

"Fuck this party, let's go somewhere else,"

Something in Hyunjin switched in an instant, something that seems to have been repressed for a long, long time, and it was clear from the dark look in his eyes fixed on you. Wordlessly, he grabs you by the wrist and almost practically drags you to your table to collect his jacket and before you know it the two of you were out of the venue.

The cold wind was an unwelcome surprise from Hyunjin's heat but you didn't care. Well, not that he did either. He grabbed you by the waist and crashed his lips into yours with all his strength possible without crushing you, to hell with being right in the middle of the school grounds. 

It was years worth of tension exploding all of a sudden, leaving both of you so hungry and desperate for each other and it showed.

God, how long you've waited to nibble and suck on those pretty lips. When you pulled away gasping for air, his lips were even more luscious, swollen and glistening from your kisses, and you were so sure you didn't want any other lips touching yours again.

"Hey! Get a room!" You heard Jisung yelling from a distance and Seungmin snickering beside him.

"Yeah, we will, fuck off," Hyunjin wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pulled you closer, showing you off proudly and pretty much telling everyone else to back off his girl. 

"Fuck, Jin, I don't think that can even wait for a room," You bit your lip at the sight of his erection straining hard against his pants.

"Babe, I can't fuck you right here," His voice was low and teasing, trying to hide the shakiness in his tone, but both of you ended up laughing.

"I didn't know you had an exhibitionist streak," You whispered, looping your arms around his neck.

"You make me wanna do all sorts of wild shit," 

"Prove it then,"

 "We can't do it here but…" Hyunjin fished around in his pocket and held up a bunch of keys with a wide grin. "Dance club president and student council benefits…"

"I was thinking more like going to the afterparty and find a room there, but I like how you think,"

"An empty room in Chan-hyung's house? At this hour? Tough luck," 

Chan's parties are known to be wild, especially now that he's graduating. 

"Let's go," Hyunjin pulled you by the hand when he saw the increasing number of people exiting the hall. He knew the school grounds like the back of his hand, pulling you through pathways and between buildings without stopping until you get to the dance practice room. 

"Always wanted to do this," Hyunjin mumbled against your neck as soon as he locked the door behind him, nipping at the soft skin and leaving marks. 

"Since when?" You tug on his hair lightly and pull his head up so he was facing you. 

"A long time," He pushed the hair away from your face and let the both of you cool down from running through the campus. Even though you've been close with Hyunjin ever since you can remember, it still felt unreal seeing him so close, eyes filled with so much love, and it was overwhelming and even scary but you wanted all of it, you wanted all of him.

"Fuck, we could have been together since then,"

"Hey, no regrets," He pinched your nose. "We've always had each other, and we always will, nothing's gonna change that," 

You loop your arms around his neck and pull him closer. This time he kisses you slower, sweeter, like you had  all the time in the world.

"You really love marking me up, don’t you?" Chan groans as he thrusts up into you, lazy and slow and guiding your hips to swirl into little circles while you're wrapped around his cock. 

You giggle against his shoulder and he shudders at the vibrations from your lips when you moan as you suck and bite on his sensitive skin.

"Mmm it's fun," You stop in the middle of sucking another mark on his collarbone. "And you taste so good," 

"Baby girl, you don't know how hard it is to not pin you down this mattress and fuck you until you cry when you do that," 

There is a challenging tone to Chan's voice and you know he's not going to back down anytime soon. 

"Wait, lemme finish, I still need to- oh fuck-" A sudden rough snap of his hips threw you off your game, making you grip his shoulders so hard your nails sink into the pale flesh. 

"First warning baby girl," His grip on your waist tightens and the feral look in his eyes matches his words. There are still a few left before you complete the line of hickeys on the right side of his neck but you speed up and suck hastily, but take your time in sucking the last one, making it look extra large and angry-looking. He looked down at his chest and before you could speak, he wanted to wipe the smug smile off your face. All control was out the window as he grabs your waist and thrusts into you roughly, not giving a fuck that your legs are starting to lose strength to support yourself and all you're capable of uttering are incoherent curses and his name.

"Yes? What is it baby girl?”

“C-close, I’m close,” His voice only made you whimper even more. It’s so hard to tease him when he’s pounding into you so good, his every stroke blinding you with lust. 

Chan pulls you up by the arms so he can trail kisses down your neck as his movements grow more erratic, and with one last thrust you feel his lips latch on to your neck just below your jawline as he spills inside you, sucking a bruise that you know would be so hard to hide tomorrow morning.

Your moans mix with his as your climax hits hard while Chan pulls away to admire your fucked out state with a satisfied smile on his lips.

As Chan helps you clean up in the bathroom, the first thing you check in the mirror is the dark purple bruise blooming on your neck. He really put it where only a turtleneck or a scarf can hide it and it’s the middle of summer.

“You like it?” Chan laughs and wraps his arms around your waist, kissing the mark he left on your skin. 

"Oh my god, there's not enough makeup in the world to cover this hickey, what did you do to me?" You pout at him and he just chuckles, pointing to the two lines of red and purple hickeys trailing down his neck to below his collarbones, meeting in the middle like the neckline of a v-neck shirt.

“Really? Compared to this?” 

Yeah, he may be cute, but the smirk on his lips after he whispered his first dare of the night made you wanna kick it off his face.

"What? Too much of a good girl?" Jisung's breath is hot against your neck in contrast to the cold night air as you stumble hand in hand out the bar into the sidewalks, the dark and crowded place getting too boring for you so early in the evening.

You shoot him a challenging glare. There's no way you're backing out. It's not like it's the worst thing you've done, really, though you're not sure if fucking in his room in the presence of his (also undeniably hot) roommates and in a security camera blind spot in the stairwell of your apartment counts as better or worse.

"Fuck you, as if," You pull him by the collar to bring his face closer to yours.

"I know you'll be game," His hands move from your hands grabbing his shirt down to your wrists, fingers slowly trailing along your arm then prying them off him, taking your hand and leading you down the street. You'd like to think it's the alcohol talking but you must admit Jisung has intoxicated you way deeper than any liquor that has flowed through your veins..

"Blowjobs in park benches, huh? I was expecting something wilder," You look around the place, squinting your eyes in the almost pitch black surroundings. It's a lot darker than usual in the little playground near the neighborhood park. Only the porch lights from houses several lots away were visible, and only barely. This sly fucker must have found out the streetlights nearby have been busted for a few days now and he saw it as an opportunity. Plus points for the tall hedges surrounding the property, hiding it from anyone passing by the streets.

Jisung settled down in one of the smaller benches near the slides, the ones parents and babysitters usually sit on while watching their kids play. Well, tonight, you'll be the ones playing. He stretched his legs and his back in a way that slightly exposes the v-line above the waistband of his jeans, knowing how much it drives you crazy even in the nearly total darkness.

"Baby, we only started playing," He pats his lap with an amused chuckle, inviting you for a seat. "And no more talking, your mouth has better things to do,"

It's taking all of your self control not to just have him fuck you right then and there, but a game is a game and it's one you're more than willing to play.

Your mouth has much more important things to do indeed. First is to lock them onto Jisung's, tasting the faint bitter aftertaste of alcohol in his tongue that's making him taste even sweeter. He pulls you closer by the hair, letting you grind onto his lap.

"Fuck, baby, shouldn't you be sucking on something else?," Breathing heavily between kisses, Jisung clearly couldn't control himself with the way he's holding down your hips into his erection straining hard against his jeans.

"You're the one challenging me to suck your dick in public yet you're the one getting all needy and flustered," You giggle innocently and grind even more on his bulge, not letting on how wet you're already getting from all that alone.

"Of course I'm needy, fuck, why would I ask you to get me off here instead of waiting to get you home?" His lips are swollen and glistening, eyes devouring you like prey, his voice turning into a low growl in your ear. "Put that pretty mouth to good use, hmm?"

Probably not a good idea to tease an extremely horny Jisung, but then again maybe you do want him to become desperate enough to bend you over that bench. For now though, you'll indulge him.

You feel his breath hitch as your hands slide down his chest to his stomach, taking your time in unbuckling his belt and undoing his jeans. Muttering a breathy fuck it to himself, he tugs it down along with his boxers halfway down his thighs, much to your surprise.

"Sung! That's gonna be hard to pull up if we get caught," You lick your lips at the sight of his cock angry and red and leaking right in front of you, but you can't help but worry about being able to flee your spot easily.

"Scared of getting caught? Isn't that what you want baby? Being caught red-handed with my cock in your mouth?" He tugs you by the hair and you gasp at the sting on your scalp, his cock hitting the side of your mouth at the same time.

Well, fuck it. Your lust is louder than your logic at this point. You take his entire length in your hand, guiding the tip to your lips, making sure he could see you wrap your plump lips around his head, your tongue lapping up his juices carefully. A string of curses immediately escapes him, groaning a little too loud for a public encounter. Jisung bites his lip in an attempt to muffle his sounds.

You'd love to tease him more just to hear more of those pretty grunts and moans, but you really can't play with the chance of actually getting caught no matter how much the thrill turns you on.

The risk was so worth it though. Jisung moans so low and drawn out when you take all of him into your mouth, a sound you rarely hear and would do anything to hear again.

"Shit, fuck-" So many other incomprehensible curses followed as his hips start to thrust. "Keep going, fuck, baby, you take my cock so well,"

Amazing how his words can make you go wild, his scent, his taste, every sound he makes, so delicious yet so dangerous at the same time. You bob your head faster to meet his thrusts and it doesn't take long for him to hold your head down and shoot warm and thick down your throat.

You admire your work for a moment, taking in Jisung’s fucked out state in front of you, still whimpering softly and absolutely spent but still craving for more.

"OK, my turn," You kiss him on the cheek as he fixes his jeans. "Your dare is…"

His eyes go wide as he watches you slide off your panties and stuff it in his front pocket, all while sliding next to him and leading his hand to feel the wetness between your legs.

"You had fun with my mouth, now put those fingers to good use."

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