#promisesox

Wooyoung.

“We got an opp in the club!”

Your smile wiped from your face as the arm around you locked too heavily on your neck, making you curl closer to your date. Your face scrunched as the heavy cologne he was wearing drowned your sense of smell, a gag caught in your throat as you pushed against his side. Wooyoung scoffed out a laugh after raising an eyebrow towards your group, walking towards the bar as he paid your date no mind.

“I’m getting myself another drink.” You curtly announced, picking at the hand hanging around your shoulders and shrugging his arm off. You scooch your body out of the leather booth before sharing a knowing glance between your friends, keeping the group occupied as you made your getaway.

“Hey, tell the bartender to put it on my tab! He knows me.” your date yelled to you, holding his drink in the air with a smile as you nodded back with a feigned, cheerful smile before zooming over to the bar. This one was annoying for sure, and you made a mental note to block his number by the end of this night.

You raked your fingers through your hair, fluffing it up as your eyes scanned the counter for Wooyoung. It didn’t take long for you to find him, looking way too good for you not to break out into a giddy grin as his brown eyes glanced over to you.

“Woo.” you called, the pet name rolling off your tongue with heat spreading over your body as his eyes raked you over. You could see his tongue slip over his pink lips through the whiskey glass before his eyes settled back on yours and a smile spread over his face.

“You sure you should be hanging with a loser like me? Your date might get angry.”

You snorted at the sarcastic remark as Wooyoung chuckled lightly, keeping his eyes on you as he threw his head back with the brown liquid disappearing into his mouth. You knew fully well that Wooyoung didn’t give a fuck, and neither did you as you moved yourself closer with a hand on grazing over his chest.

“I missed you.” You purred, pushing yourself against him so he could hear you, and let his free wandering hand wrap around your waist in a light hug. You guided it down your hip, settling it over your ass and letting him take a cupful over your skirt.

“Careful, baby.” Wooyoung chuckled in your ear. “I don’t think I have to tell you what I can do to you.”

A shiver went down your spine, body heating all over not just from his words but memories of the proof it conveyed. It was exactly what you were seeking for, the type of trouble you wanted yourself into tonight.

“I don’t care.” you breathed against his neck, placing a hot kiss against the sensitive skin that had his hand cupping your ass tighter. Luckily for you it didn’t take much to rile Wooyoung up, and it was due to the compatibility you both shared that had you leading him to the farhand bathroom away from any more peeking eyes.

You took a peek into the restroom, calling out a ‘hello’ to check for any occupants inside. You pulled Wooyoung in through the door, closing it behind the two of you and putting a lock in place. You checked each stall for extra measure, moving as quickly as you could before a hand on your wrist was pulling you back to the bathroom sinks.

Sparks flew once you had his lips on yours, the taste of cognac on his tongue as it slipped into your mouth. You moaned at the taste of him, wrapping your arms around his neck and relishing in the feel of his hands all over you. You didn’t even notice he had been backing you up to hit the counter of the sink, raising you up to sit on top of the cool marble and making your skirt ride up your thighs. He pushed at your shoulders, making you scoot forward so you could fall back against the counter and raise your legs in the air.

“Hold these back for me, baby.”

You both were familiar with your flexibility, and you weren’t afraid to show off your talent as you brought your legs over your chest and held the back of your knees steady. With legs pushed back Wooyoung had a full view of your panties, your wanting core already soaking up to white lace with your juices.

“Oh, how could you.”

You strained your neck up to peek at his form standing before you, eyes trained down on the section between your legs.

“You wore my favorite panties on you for him. Such a shame.”

“Shut up.” You breathed with a roll of your eyes, letting your head fall back against the marble and adjusted your body in a more steady position.

“Play with that pretty little cat for me.”

The shift in his tone had your thighs tensing up, wanting to close together with how drenched your core became. You took a deep breath in before letting a hand trail down the valley of your body and over your open skirt. Your cunt felt hot to the touch with your nimble fingers making quick work of rubbing circles into your clit. Your eyes fluttered closed as you breathed out a heavy hum, working your body just the way you were used to. Changing the rhythm and pace of your fingers, slipping them down the clothed part of your slit and letting your hips roll to the pleasure. Just knowing the way Wooyoung had his eyes on you - how intently he was staring only made you wetter until you heard the telltale sound of a zipper coming down.

He took his bottom lip between his fingers, unable to stop the sinful smirk crossing his face as he bent forward, steady hands on the back of your thighs and snapped them to their place. Your fingers were replaced to play in his hair as you felt the warm, wet muscle rocking patterns into your clothed cunt. You whimpered out pitifully, shamed with how your panties were moving to every side due to all the messy wetness pouring out from your womanhood. Wooyoung wouldn’t allow you to suffer for too long, agile fingers hooking into the line of the panties and pulling them to the side to introduce his tongue to your weeping pussy.

You cried out in pleasure, holding your shaking legs back and not daring to let them down as you listened to all the unpleasant noises coming from below. He ate at you hungrily, humming in approval with how good you were feeding him. Wooyoung could eat you all day, loving the way you squirmed and how hard you tried your best not to move. As much as he wanted to, his mind still noted the time and place you were currently in, kissing his way up your mound as he made quick work of getting his pants down.

His thumb kept your ruined panties to the side as he guided the head of his cock to your center, pushing in easily to the sloppy wetness. Met with some restriction, all he had to do was rock his dick into you, watching the way your eyes lost focus and face softened as your body was introduced to the new pleasure. A low growl in his throat with the way your walls clenched around him and he was snapping his hips into yours. The moan released from your throat was exquisite, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip before he was creating a steady pace that had his balls slapping against your ass.

A peek in the mirror and he saw the monster looming over the prey, breaking you into submission as every breath released from your mouth carried his name. He smiled, already hazy mind turned on with watching himself fuck you raw with your date right outside unknowing of your shameful disappearance with him. He dropped his head back down, crashing his lips down upon yours and kissing you hotly.

“How do you want me to make you nut?” Wooyoung breathed against your puffy lips, licking a stripe between them as you whined. “What you wanna do, baby?”

“I wanna ride you.” You mindlessly croaked out, almost regretting it with how fast he left you empty, walls clamping down on nothing. He made quick work in picking you up, striding over to the small lounge area near the door with the huge mirror meant for the bathroom users to look their outfits over. He kicked an armchair to the center, plopping down in the seat and helping you get settled over him to come down on his dick.

A sharp smack on your ass as you were positioning your core over the head of his cock and you came down, being filled up to the brim like before and your eyes rolled back. Wooyoung slid his bottom half down, adjusting a bit so his hips could pump up into you, forcing you to ride him at the pace he set. You held onto him, whimpering out as his dick hit a new spot inside of you relentlessly. You caught the rhythm to fuck back, raising your hips in the air to meet him back in the middle. It matched the beat of the music playing from outside, or it could have been the insistent banging on the door that had your pace speeding up as you cried out for Wooyoung to fuck you harder.

You didn’t care what came out your mouth at this point, begging Wooyoung to take you home and remove all these useless clothes and fuck you until the sun rose in the sky. You didn’t want sex with him to end, all the dirty, pretty nothings in your ear as he held onto the arms of the chair and fucked into you until you were coming all over his dick. He fucked you through your rough orgasm to the point where his eyes started losing focus, grabbing your ass and pulling you up to stroke his wet dick to cum over the redness of your asscheeks.

You slumped against his chest, breathing into the rise and fall of his body as his chuckle rumbled against your body. He helped you onto your feet, shaky legs ready to give out as you held onto him raising to his own feet. You pulled him down enough for him to get the hint and bend forward to kiss you, softer and gentler from before. Smiles matched each other as his arms wrapped around you, guiding you over to the sink to wet a napkin and wipe his cum off your skin.

“What the fuck!”

You jolted from the loud banging on the door, cursing to yourself as embarrassment settled in with how long you locked yourselves in the bathroom. You fixed yourself as best as you could before heading to the door, Wooyoung right behind you before he grabbed your hand and pulled you back, kissing the top of your head and keeping you close to his side. A whisper in your ear before he unlocked the door and pulled it open made a giddy smile cover your face as you exited the bathroom behind him. You caught sight of your lousy date staring in astonishment at the two of you as other clubbers moved past him to enter the restroom, letting him see you leave with Wooyoung heading back to his place.

Your quiet whimpers mingled with the sound of slapping skin, your breath getting caught in your throat with every thrust. The feeling was all too pleasurable to feel real, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you barely registered Jiyong’s soft spoken questions.

“Do you wanna cum?”

You whined pitifully, his voice soft but grating, hushed growls deep in his throat as his hands gripped tighter over your hips.

“Do you wanna cum all over my dick, baby?” Jiyong questioned once more, a quick flick of his hand palming down on your asscheek as you cried out his name, face falling between your arms.

“Look at yourself.”

The command was brought with a hand gripping the locks of your hair, pulling your head up to take a full view of yourself in the wide body mirror in front of you. You couldn’t deny how endearing the sight was, completely fucked out as you watched a sweaty dog hybrid fuck the shit out of you.

Jiyong was a mutt off the streets, never surrendering himself to the laws of hybrid control or taking refuge in becoming a pet for someone. He lived his life faithful to himself, taking a huge corner of your heart as you supported him in any way you could. The two of you grew up together on this lonely block of your city, a human and a hybrid becoming a troublesome duo that promised to protect each other no matter what.

Of course there were times where you longed for Jiyong, but you couldn’t see any room for yourself in the type of lifestyle he lived. You thought it better to remain his good friend, until his jealousy got too much every time you went out on a date with someone. Now here you were, bent over for him like a desperate whore wanting to cum all over his dick.

Your black dress was pushed up to your waist, letting Jiyong have a full view of your thong as the thin material was pushed to the side, absolutely ruined by the wetness gushing out with every thrust of his dick. The rough carpet scraped against your kneecaps as you reached a hand back, scratching against his abs as his pinched puppy ears flicked in enjoyment.

A smirk crossed his face as his dark eyes gazed into yours in the mirror. “Can you picture it? You and I together?”

You pulled your bottom lip between your teeth, hooded eyes never breaking contact with his as you pleaded his name feeling the onslaught of your climax inching closer.

“I can fuck you like this everyday, however you want it.” Jiyong promised between gritting teeth, leaning over your body with a hand still gripping your hair as close as he could get to your ear.

“Drop that worthless piece of shit you call your boyfriend, and let me handle you for now own”

You sniggered, letting out a sigh of relief when he relieved some weight off your shoulders. “I am too, you’re usually more playful when it’s time to go home.”

You’ve been Heechul’s escort for some time now, already familiar with your client’s antics and traits. Heechul was like a coin, seeing two sides to his personality that differed between when he was with people as opposed to being alone. He was a social butterfly who liked to keep the room entertained, but that meant he was more prone to depleting his energy. When he would finally be in the comfort of his own space alone, he was a glasses-wearing hermit who would stay in bed all day if he could.

As his escort Heechul only asked you to join him on his business trips, varying between numerous different parties or going on double dates with his business partners. Heechul was definitely your top richest client, flying you out the country and buying you all sorts of gifts added with the paycheck at the end of the job. More than anything he respected your boundaries, never going so far as to make you do anything that made you feel uncomfortable. The most that you shared in the physical aspect was hand-holding and a well-played sensual act of him kissing you on your temple when others were watching. Surprisingly, as his escort you did share a great relationship with him. When you weren’t servicing him the two of you were always texting one another, never going a day without seeing some type of funny meme in your messages. You had grown quite close to Heechul more than any of your other clients, so you didn’t mind nights like this when you were making sure he was safely getting home to his bed in his drunken haze.

You watched him kick off his shoes before helping him drag his feet to the bedroom, dropping onto the fluffy mattress with arms outstretched as he let out a tired sigh. You flicked the bedroom light on before helping him get situated, placing his wallet and keys on the dresser before climbing over him on the bed and begin unbuttoning his shirt. You paid no mind to his soft hands that instantly went to your thighs, feeling over your skin to travel up and take a gentle hold of your hips.

“___.”

“Yes, Mr. Kim.” you answered with furrowed eyebrows, focusing on the task of slipping loose of the small buttons on his white button-up. You caught a glance of his brown eyes staring up at you, the soft grin on his face making you halt as you felt your heartbeat a tad bit harder than usual.

Heechul was quiet for a moment, eyes scanning you over before his breathless reply came. “I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately.”

You scoffed lightly, a small smile adoring your face as you tilted your head to the side. “Heechul, you’re drunk, baby.”

His smile continued to match yours as a twitch of his brows brought them together. “Not nearly as much as usual.”

A squeeze of your hips had you freezing up, your breath caught in your throat as a single thought escaped past your lips. “Are you asking me to provide you with sexual services now?”

You almost regretted asking the question, the look on his face turning into something like sadness as he stared up at you. You blinked down at his lips, trying to read his breathless reply before being distracted by the sudden change of positions.

“No. Something more meaningful…”

You found yourself on your back, Heechul hovering over you as he had your legs laying against his own. The redness in his face didn’t take away from the beauty you were now staring up at, brown eyes peeking through the blank hair hanging in front of his face. He let a hand cup your face and you found yourself wanting to relish the gentle act before letting your own wrap around his wrist. “You’re drunk.”

“Can I kiss you?”

You opened your mouth not hearing what was coming out; the sound of his voice, the way he asked the question, all of it replaying in your head as you gathered everything to register what was happening. It wasn’t that you didn’t want it, you didn’t understand where this all was coming from. You didn’t have time to jumble out a question in turn, realizing you had answered ‘yes’ as his lips came down upon yours.

The taste of liquor mixed with sweet raspberry mingled with your own as your eyes slipped closed. You found yourself at the mercy of his lips and tongue, slipping your own into his mouth as you moaned softly not admitting how much of this you were enjoying.

“Can I go down?” he softly rasped against your lips, waiting patiently for the nod of your head before he was kissing down your jaw to your neck. Endless wet kisses littered down your chest and over your pesky tight dress that teased the feel of his warm lips against your skin. You almost didn’t process the feel of his hands on your thighs, his kisses reaching the bandline of your underwear if only he peeled your dress just a slight inch upward.

“Can I eat you out?”

You heard him clearly, almost halting the whole situation as you felt an embarrassing pool between your legs. The thought of this not being able to happen again had you giving him your answer as nimble fingers made quick of your panties being pulled down your legs. He didn’t pull them all the way down, just enough to get his head between and lift your legs over his shoulders as you gasped aloud with the feel of slimy wetness against your own.

The strong muscles worked wonders around your clit, your hands grasping onto his black hair as his hands held your thighs steady. You had an idea on what type of lover Heechul was, but you were too far gone on the pleasures his sinful tongue brought to your cunt as he lapped against you hungrily. His tongue flicked around your rosebud persistently before gathering it between his lips and sucking, your face growing red with the sound of your juices being sucked up. You released a pitiful ‘oh god’ when two fingers dipped into your warm hole, shifting in and out as Heechul continued to eat you with pleasure.

Time escaped you, not knowing how long it took to make you cum a little too hard all over his fingers and mouth, watching him raise up as your panties slid up your legs by the back of his neck. Heechul smiled down at your tired form, heavy eyelids watching his tongue clean up the mess on his lips as his eyes stayed glued to yours.

“Binnie, I need to focus.” you sighed, even though your body was following his command as you raised out of your seat so he could pull the chair back and take a seat himself. His hands went to your hips before pulling you onto his lap, letting you adjust comfortably before he was wrapping his arms around you. All you had on was a black tee and boyshort panties, letting you feel the soft cotton fabric of his sweats against your bare legs. You didn’t want to admit how good the action felt, only smiling to yourself and retracing what line you left off on the computer. His chin hooked over your shoulder, peering at the pdf page before scoffing lightly with a chuckle. 

“You haven’t been focusing for the last thirty minutes, you've been staring at the same screen like a dead fish. Let me help you.” His voice was soft with a hint of husk, the telltale sign that he was getting tired but Soobin refused to sleep without you. Whether it was in your bed or calling you on facetime to sleep together you absolutely loved the subtle clinginess he showed. 

You started to feel the faint kisses against your backside before they leaded up to the back of your neck, the ticklish sensation making you lean forward as you hissed. 

“This is only going to make me more tired.” you grumbled, putting your hand on the mouse to scroll down as the arms around your waist tightened. 

“I promise it won’t.” he breathed, the hairs on the back of your neck standing at attention before he was pressing more kisses there. “You smell amazing.”

“You saw me go into the shower, silly.” you muttered softly, starting to find your track again on the paragraph you left off of. Kisses continued to pepper along your neck, turning into sensual, open-mouthed kisses that you almost didn’t catch as your body fell into the rhythm of his temptation. Fingers crept underneath your shirt, tracing a warm path along your belly leading up to your breasts. You finally caught yourself grinding into his lap, sighing out as you made a grab for his wrists and halted his movements.

“Soobin-”

“Let me..”

You had to look back, taking in his hooded eyes and puffy pink lips wanting to continue their assault on your neck. He was working a hickey into the patch of skin before you stopped him, and close to cupping a handful of soft breasts. He pulled his lips over his tongue to wet them before playing a devilish smirk on his face, an action he knew you couldn’t resist. He was right, for you were leaning in and covering your lips over his in an excited kiss before giving his hands permission to cup your breasts that had waited patiently on your ribcage. 

You moaned lightly into his mouth, your hands finding his over your shirt as you felt them massage your breasts in the way that you liked. His fingers tweaked and flicked over your nipples, sending shivers down your body as you grind your hips down on his growing manhood. It wasn’t long before he dropped a hand down, out of your shirt so his fingers could find shelter between your legs. Your moans were more audible as his middle finger expertly found your clit and began to rub circles into the tiny pleasure bud. You gave a nod and noise of praise, spreading your legs a bit more for him and letting your eyes fall close as he rocked you through the pleasure.   

It wasn’t so bad to admit you needed this, a little stress relief from all the studying you had gotten done. Besides even if you spent time with Soobin, you didn’t get to really spend time. The other hand that was underneath your shirt retreated down, making you whine gently before you were opening up your lust-filled eyes. You blinked in confusion, quickly snapping your neck to where his attention was and noticing his hand on your computer mouse and clicking the record button. Your eyes scanned over the mirror image of yourself on the computer, realizing Soobin had turned the camera onto a video record, catching the flashing red circle and the building seconds at the bottom.

“You’re such a pervert.” you scoffed, catching the curl in his lips behind you. Nonetheless the both of you knew it turned you on, watching yourself get fucked in a mirror though Soobin smartly gave you one with your pc.  

The hand on the mouse dropped down to assist, fingers hooking into the line of your panties and pulling them far enough to the side to reveal your glistening core. Essence weeped out onto your puffy lips and your clit shined and throbbed for attention. You watched his actions from the computer, a single digit pressing back onto your clit and slicking up with your juices. You threw your head back against his shoulder, bringing your bottom lip between your teeth and watched as it rubbed your clit faster before inserting into your hole. Your pussy squelched from the intrusion, welcoming the digit and tightening around it to make it go in further. Soobin breathed against your ear, seeing his eyes flick back and forth from the computer and back down to the real thing. You couldn’t take your eyes off it either; another digit coming in to join the other before they curled inside of you. 

“You gonna watch yourself squirt on camera?”

Your eyes flashed up to his on the screen, whimpering out a whine before letting your mouth fall open. “Soobin,”

He smiled, wickedly. “Are you gonna beg for it?”

You whimpered again before having your hand curl around his wrist. “Please. Please baby.”

He kissed the side of your jaw before repositioning his free hand to your back. A small tap against your back signaled for you to sit up, just a little so Soobin could mess with the band of his sweats. He pulled his pants down far enough to release his hardened dick out of their confines, ready and standing at attention. A tiny bit of surprise always hit you at the sight of Soobin’s length, humbly reminded that your lover was a grower not a show-er. You planted your feet on the ground and quickly put your hands on the desk, bringing back life into them as you waited for Soobin to adjust himself. 

Once the signal came you sat down on it, taking it in fully, and slowly. You were stretched open deliciously, your airy moans and soft curses earning you an approved hum. A hand on the lower dip of your back helped you come down, taking it all in until you could feel the skin of his thighs touching your ass. 

You adjusted to his size and laughed to yourself in drunk pleasure as you gave a roll of your hips. It was a sign of encouragement, Soobin’s hands wrapping around the underside of your thighs and lifting them up so your body could fall back against him. You held onto the arms of your desk chair as Soobin raised you up, the flex of his muscles showing effort as he bounced you on his dick. 

You couldn’t help the sounds escaping you, his big cock reaching too deep inside of you. Grunts mixed with high pitched whimpers were brought out every time you fell back down with the head of his cock digging into your guts. You were shameless and wanton, watching yourself on camera as your eyes went out of focus. You begged for it, the whispers of praise and dirty nothings in your ear only making you tighten around Soobin’s cock even more. 

His pace became unstable after a while, his dick slipping out and making the both of you gasp. He dropped you onto his lap, hands wounding around your waist again before you were sitting up and planting your feet back onto the floor. You stood up and bent forward, resting your arms in the small space between the keyboard and edge of your desk before shifting back on Soobin’s lap. He helped you raise a leg up, curling it back to rest over his thigh before you were letting yourself sink back onto him, ass twerking over his dick. A slap against your ass and you were riding him backwards, hearing all the pleasurable sounds coming from his throat and thanking god your roommate was out for the night. 

You breathed heavily from the effort, the new position bringing back the heavy tingle in your core. You rolled and bounced your ass haphazardly, begging for the release, begging Soobin to cum with you. You whined and reached a hand back, picking up the soft growl behind you before you were jutted forward. Your other leg dropped to the floor before hands bruised over your hips and pulled you back. You cried out a moan, falling forward and arching your back as best as you could. He had gotten up and kicked the chair back, fucking into you from behind and promising to make you cum. He teased it out of you, taunting you with dirty words and bringing his fingers around to play with your clit once more.  

Curses and moans fell from your lips before you felt yourself coming, crying out Soobin’s name before a curse ripped from his throat and he pulled out to spill onto your ass. You wanted to fall onto the floor but you kept yourself upright, feeling his release spurt out onto your skin. You waited patiently and caught your breath, feeling warm liquid drizzle down between the crack of your cheeks. It wasn’t long before you felt a hot cloth against your skin, cleaning you up as you thought to yourself that you should let him cum inside of you next time. 

You opted to rid yourself of your messy panties and pushed them down your legs to the floor, too uncomfortable to wear now before hands were pulling you back. You were falling, collapsing into bed and into the arms of Soobin as he pulled you close so you could cuddle against him. You allowed your eyelids to fall close, enjoying the buzz of light pleasure coursing through your body and let your limbs tangle with his. A frown quickly grew on your face when realization hit you.   

“Now I need another shower.” you groaned, feeling as if an invisible weight settled on your body by the idea of getting up.

Soobin pressed messy kisses against your temple, the rumble of his chuckles making you smile. “We can take one together in the morning. I’ll make sure you get up early enough to study more before your first class.”

“How nice.” you responded back, voice trailing off silently as you welcomed sleep. You popped your eyes back open soon enough, eyebrows knitting close together. 

“Binnie.”

“Yes baby.”

At least you think you did, for the only proof you had came in the form of sleepless dreams. Every night they came to wreck havoc on your body, keeping you up until morning and disappearing without a trace. When the dreams first started to come, you enjoyed it quite immensely thinking they were only passing dreams of your hormonal urges. It was only until they started coming every night, more vividly to the point you couldn’t tell if you had really slept or not. You found yourself more tired through the daytime, more fearful of the power they had over your body. The releases of ecstasy were becoming too intoxicating now, the nights dragging on painfully slow. And all you can remember when the sun rose was flashes of the contortions of your body, and deep red, burning eyes.

Your eyes peeked over the edge of your blanket, your heart skipping a beat when you caught sight of those very eyes you were afraid of. You caught him coming in through the window, a thought quickly popping in your head that you were sure it was closed before. A gasp stuttered in your throat as you sat up, blanket still clutched to your chest. He pulled his leg through the window and rolled his neck with a stretch. You cursed your eyes for drinking his form in, lean body underneath an opened button shirt, painted in deep burgundy with black pants. Your eyes lingered on his groin a little too long making your body shudder with memories of what it was capable of. They traveled back up to match his stare, his own eyes pulling your blanket off your body.  

Lips curled up, his smile was brilliant. “Damn it. Did I wake you?” 

Ten approached the bed when you gave no answer back, your head already growing light and your body weak as he placed a knee on the edge and began to climb over. Your grip was no match as he pulled the blanket from you with no effort, sliding it down your body. You heard his hum of approval, taking in your body covered with your white nightdress. It only reached your thighs, and easy access for him for his hands to wander. He chuckled lightly, sitting up as his hands positioned you on your back. “I was hoping to wake you up…”

You couldn’t fight against him, and you didn’t bother anyway. Your body wouldn’t listen when it was at his command. His fingers burned your skin with desire and made you ache with want. Ever since he stepped foot in the room. 

He slipped down, face positioned between your legs that opened without him having to ask. A smile, hooded red eyes made you whimper. 

“With my tongue in your cunt.” 

An airy gasp released from your mouth, sensitive lips being attacked by his tongue as he lapped up your essence. You were always wet when they came, before they could even get their hands on you. Shameful surprise always showed on your face until you realized that this was becoming too much for you to handle. Your hand reached out over his head, hoping to push him away but instead you were gripping his soft, black hair and pulling him closer. You couldn’t help the roll of your hips, encouraging his tongue to go deeper. He got you to release a moan when he trailed the drenched, slick muscle up your lips to flick the hardened rose bud insistently before pulling it between his lips with a suck. 

Moans fell from your mouth gradually, coming undone by the mercy of his tongue on your cunt. You fell back onto the sheets as he pushed your legs up with hands on the back of your thighs. You felt wetness slip down to your asshole, warming you up even more by the naughty feeling of getting your pussy ate so rawly. You peeked down, taking your abused bottom lip between your teeth as you watched his lips work over your pussy. Soft curses spewed out as he picked his head up, just a little as he let spit slide down his tongue and onto your cunt. 

He spit onto it before taking you into his mouth again, letting you hear the shameful sounds of gushy wetness being sucked up. Your eyes began to roll, already aware that you were cumming. You cursed his name and shuddered in your orgasm as he hummed knowingly, drinking ever bit you had to offer. You finally managed to push him away, as weakly as you did making him laugh quietly as he wiped his lips with two fingers and licked them clean. Ten climb over your body again, sweet kisses against your heated skin and fingers tangling in yours over your head. 

“You’re so beautiful.” His velvet voice was like icing to your ears, his soft laughter making you quiver underneath him. He placed his lips over yours, letting you taste yourself with a playful smile he couldn’t hide with his kisses. You kissed him back, a soft moan into his mouth when his tongue slipped through your lips and opened them up for him. He settled his body on top of yours and you gasped, feeling his prominent hardness through his pants. He grinded down, letting his kisses trail down to your neck to start his marking. His hands slipped underneath your thighs again, grinding more into you to create the delicious friction that would make you crave for more. 

He pulled away much to your body’s dismay, climbing down the end of the bed and taking you with him. Your body slid down the sheets, raising your gown and exposing your lower half to his burning gaze. You didn’t have the chance to shy away as his hands flicked yours back before he was undoing his pants. You kept your eyes on him, watching the features on his face as he readied himself at your entrance and eased himself in. His face contorted beautifully, as did yours as you felt his girth stretch you open with every inch. His hands returned to the back of your thighs, pushing them back as far as they would go to open you up for him. You noticed it too late that you were in for the worst when he pulled his hips back, painfully slow until he slammed back in. 

You slapped a hand over your mouth as you screamed, not having the chance to regain your bearings as he thoroughly fucked you. Grunts and soft groans spilled from his mouth, mixing in with your lustful moans and whimpers. His pace was unrelentingly fast and steady, not bothering to slow up as his hands kept your legs in place.

The pleasure was too good, your body shaking under his ministrations as you spilled your essence over his cock. You tried to keep your eyes focused on him, your hand sliding down your mouth as you mustered up to say weakly, “You’re not real, you’re just a dream.”

His eyes that were watching his cock slide in and out flashed onto yours, his naughty grin amused by the first words you had spoken to him tonight. “A very good dream, hm?” 

Ten snapped his hips into yours a few more times before his hands curled over your legs and reached for your waist, pulling you up into his arms before he dropped to the floor. You let out a yelp before you were bouncing onto your knees, surprisingly still being kept onto his cock in the new position. He pulled you down and spread his legs a bit to make yours do the same, a stinging smack on your ass cheek before rubbing it tenderly.  

“Ride me.” he whispered the words next to your ear, not having to say it twice as your body responded with bouncing your ass over him. He left kisses on the side of your face, dirty nothings and appreciation whispered over and over as you grew drunk on the feeling of riding him. It only got better as his hips began to snap up into you, making your moans and pants grow louder as you struggled to keep up with the pace. You altered from rolling your hips and bouncing up and down, haphazardly chasing the sweet release you wanted so desperately. It was ripped away too soon, a whole new force tearing you up and away from Ten and onto your feet.  

You couldn’t even complain, completely taken back by the view of Ten laid back on the floor, a hard, long cock curved over his open pants and touching his lower stomach. It was completely drenched and shining with your essence, making your walls squeeze painfully wanting to be filled again. Ten cocked his head to the side, the rise and fall of his chest showing his effort as hooded red eyes stared up at what was behind you. “A little late to the party, aren’t we?” “I’m disappointed, honestly.” Your body tensed in his hold, sparing a glance back as you eyed your other nightmare who was feigning a pout on his face. Taemin breathed a sigh, sweet honey in your face as you swallowed dryly and peered down at his pink, soft lips. “You started without me.”

You inhaled sharply with an open mouth as you felt the warm pads of Taemin’s fingers on your clit, rubbing circles and slipping down with ease from your wetness. He pulled the ends of your gown up to give Ten a view, stealing kisses from your mouth to silence your protests. He entered two fingers inside of you and you whined, sounding out that it wasn’t enough since you’ve had something bigger already. Taemin hushed you again, twirling your body around so you faced your bed again before being bent over. 

You made sure to arch your back when Taemin entered, knowing he was much longer than Ten. You released a strained moan when you felt the stretch, eyes rolling back before your eyelids fluttered closed. You hissed as he pulled his hips back, a low hum of appreciation when he came back in slow and easy. His cock rocked you into the rhythm, creating an addicting pace as it created the sound of skin slapping against each other. Your eyes opened slightly, not even surprised to see Ten on the bed staring at you lovingly with an amused smile. “Having fun?” 

You opened your mouth to answer but could only get out a curse as the curve of Taemin’s dick hit the nerve of bundles inside of you. He sped up the pace, his curses mingling with yours as the sound of skin vibrated through the room. Your noises became an octave higher until Ten was shushing gently, the pad of his thumb rubbing your bottom lip before sticking it in your mouth.

“Shhh, princess.” He cooed. “Take dick like a good girl. You can’t make too much noise.”

Though you tried you couldn’t hold it in, unable to stay silent when Taemin was fucking you like this. A leg on the edge of the bed to spread you wider, his dick being squeezed tenderly by your lips as your pussy squelched from the onslaught of his pace. Ten raked his fingers through your hair, giving a slight tug as he pulled your head back to make you gain focus on him. 

“You wanna take my dick again princess? Hm? You want me to fuck you ‘til you cumming all over the sheets?” 

You found yourself nodding, not really understanding anyways with how fucked out you were. Nonetheless you were climbing onto the bed, roaming pairs of hands helping you turn around and lay down on your stomach as your gown was pushed up again. Ten was quick to enter his cock into you, an appreciative groan as his arms flexed beside your body and he brought his lower half down. He brought his hips up and let them fall back down, fucking you in the new position without the roughness, just raw. You kept your legs closed to add to the tightness, loving the noises Ten made for you as Taemin tapped the head of his cock on your lips. You opened your mouth for him, making sure to stick your tongue out for the glide.   

You let Taemin fuck your throat sloppiley, listening to the messes made by your body from Taemin and Ten. They’re noises of pleasure were a melody to your ears, the sound of forbidden sex shameful to your chastity. You knew this was bad, knew this was going against your faith, and you called for it, begged for the coming release and give you the high that you needed.  

You moaned over Taemin’s cock as your walls fluttered over Ten’s, your orgasm slamming into you with every thrust. You felt saltiness flood down your throat, barely hearing Taemin’s airy moan of your name as his hands took the back of your head and held you in place. 

Your body slumped into the mattress as Ten pulled out and moved off the bed, the hold on your head becoming softer as Taemin raked his fingers in your hair like a comb and held it back like a ponytail. He pulled his dick out slowly, watching his cum slide down your tongue and your eyes stared up at him with lust still in your orbs. 

Taemin smiled down at you tiredly, his thumb swiping over your lips. “Good girl…”

He helped you climb down, falling onto your knees on the floor as Ten replaced him in front of you. He was impatient, having been the only who didn’t cum yet he was quick to get his dick in your mouth. You placed a hand on his thigh to steady yourself, keeping your jaw slack and humming over his cock to keep your throat open. You let your eyes stare up before hollowing your cheeks, watching his face contort with pleasure and red orbs stare down with desperation. You bobbed your head and slicked his cock with your saliva, letting your free hand work the rest of his shaft as you teased the head with your tongue. You pulled back and spit over it before taking him into your mouth again, deepthroated as far as you could before repeating the action. 

It didn’t take too long before you felt his cum spurting into your mouth, humming at the taste as he pulled out and let the cum dribble down your chin. He still had more to give, pumping the rest over your chest and painting it with white to match your gown. You licked your lips before looking down, seeing the masterpiece of a mess he made as cum trailed down to your breast.  You blinked noticing the gleam of light on your body, head snapping over to the window in realization that the sun was rising. The sounds of panting died down, Ten’s words echoing in your head.

“Good job, princess.”

Your head turned back over, both men who ravaged your body gone without a trace, without a goodbye. You were left on your knees on the floor, the only proof that it happened was the mess on your body that needed to be cleaned up before nuns caught sight of you. 

“Don’t you fucking move.”

You were a shaking mess on the table on all fours, a tight blindfold over your eyes. It made all your other senses heighten, your ears listening to the sound of slow footsteps and the soft sound of buzzing. Your knees pained against the glazed wooden table top, sweaty palms threatening to make you slide forward. But neither felt as intense than the small vibrator nestled inside your cunt set to the max level.  

“What did I tell you about fronting in front of your little friends when I’m with you?”  

The question made a shiver run through your whole body, the wisp of his breath on your skin making your grow hotter than you already were. Baekhyun had asked this question for the uptenth time now, and you changed up your answer so many times you lost coherence to the pleasure being emitted through your body. Your messy walls clenched uselessly around the small pleasure device, needed a bit more to send you over the edge and cum right there. 

The sound of his footsteps ceased, but you weren’t sure if he was in front of you or behind. “Look at my baby, leaking like a fucking whore.”

He was behind. 

“I’m surprised you can get this wet over anything other than my cock.” Baek mused, making a whimper escape from your throat as his footsteps started up again. 

He chuckled darkly, “You like the sound of that? You want some of my dick, baby? Where you want it? Tell me.”

Although his grip on your chin was rough it brought comfort to your body as you slightly leaned in, almost getting yourself in trouble by leaving the spot he told you to stay in. You wanted to crawl in his arms, wrap your own around his neck and bounce on his cock in the air until you were cumming all over it. 

“Please.” you found yourself gently pleading, your voice a few octaves too high as your back and thigh muscles ached with effort.  

Baekhyun hushed you gently, almost mimicking the same tone you were pleading with. “You don’t get to beg, babydoll.”

A thumb on your bottom lip slowly dragged your mouth open, tilting your head back a little more. You felt slimy liquid dribble down your tongue, catching some over your lips as you moaned at the taste of Baek’s spit in your mouth before his lips were closing over yours. You kissed at his lips hungrily before his teeth tamed you, sinking into your bottom lip before you were yelping from the tiny sting of pain. He drew some blood, the taste of iron filling your mouth but he showed no care as he continued to kiss you. He managed to steal your breath when he pulled away, your head dropping as more whimpers left your tired, desperate body. Your mouth rambled on quiet pleas as you listened to the tell-tale sound of a belt buckle coming loose. 

Your hands managed to travel back up, fingers finding themselves tangled in his blonde hair pulling the grown out locks. The action earned you getting picked up, legs instinctively wrapping around his waist as your arms went around his shoulders. Your plaid skirt instantly rode up as Hyunjin folded your legs towards your body, firm hands against the back of your knees holding you in place. It was quite an inappropriate view, black lace panties already becoming soaked in your essence. It put a smile on his face, the haughty smirk making you shiver before you caught his gaze. 

“Kiss me.”

Your lips were obedient to the command of his tongue, moaning into his mouth as your fingers tangled themselves in his blonde locks once more. You pulled him to your body more, hungry to create that delicious friction against the one place you needed him the most. It was difficult to move your hips in the position you were in, but you believed he got the idea when you felt the flex of his muscles and you were removed from the wall. 

The soft air was cool against your heated thighs, the feeling making you grow shy before you already found yourself being seated down on glazed wood. You pushed yourself back on the table carefully, black heels making the movement of your feet awkward as you laid back and planted a foot down on the table.     

He must have liked what he was seeing, that same smirk displaying across his face as he breathed out a chuckle. His eyes ravaged over you, like a demon thinking how he wanted to completely ruin his prey. Laying on the table, a naughty view just for his gaze as you teased him playing coy like your skirt wasn’t all the way up to your waist. 

He spent a few more moments drinking you in, your patience growing thin as you let the heeled foot hanging off the table slide over his leg and bring his dark eyes back up to yours. His next actions were quicker than you expected, hands reaching out for your legs again as they wrapped around your thighs and pulled you down so your body slid against the table. You sat up on your elbows to look down with curious and surprised eyes, watching as Hyunjin dropped onto a knee. His eyes were focused on one thing, full pink lips being moistened by his tongue as you realized you had become his meal.  

Eyes rolled back into your head and your mouth dropped with silent noise, feeling his tongue flat against your clothed clit he found instantly. The wetness of his muscle mingling with the essence of your arousal between the fabric only fueled the ache in your cunt even more as your panties drenched uncomfortably. You let out a tiny moan, unable to hold back at least some noise as your fingernails dug into the skin of your palms. Your legs were already beginning to shake but you didn’t dare let them fall, watching the pink of his tongue slide over your clothed cunt. It’s been a minute since you last felt his tongue on you like this, let him have a taste of your desire. 

You couldn’t help the gasp escaping from your mouth when his mouth covered over your mound, the tip of his tongue working insistent circles over your clit as his lips sucked over it. 

Dark eyes flickered up to catch your pleading gaze, watching his fingers expertly hook into the line of your panties. You could tell he got his knuckles wet from the mess created, pulling the soaked line of your panties to the side and revealing your drenched, puffy folds. You licked over your lips before pulling them in to hush the whimper in your throat as you felt the assault of his tongue once again. 

His lips kissed over yours, creamy essence coating his lips as you heard his low hum of approval. His tongue lapped you up hungrily, the tip of his tongue reaching your clit to flick the rosebud in a fast motion. You didn’t get to process the feeling before his lips were kissing your folds again, slurping your essence into his mouth only to spit it back onto your cunt. Hyunjin was amazing at eating pussy, devouring and tongue-fucking your entrance as whimpers escaped past your lips and your arousal spill down to your other hole.

You were on the brink of reaching a shaky hand out, needing to hold onto something to anchor yourself as you suddenly no longer felt his lips on you. You blinked out of your trance, eyes shooting up to his form standing up as two fingers wiped the corners of his lips. 

“I could spend all day eating this pussy.” he admitted, voice lowering to a teasing whisper as he leaned in with a smile before pressing a quick kiss against your lips. “But we’re cutting close to time, baby girl.”

Your eyes glanced down, seeing his fingers swiftly pull down the zipper of his black pants and unbutton before you caught sight of the prominent bulge being freed from its confines. Your mouth watered as you watched him pull it out, huge reddened cock already leaking with pre-cum as it fell over the band of his briefs. It would be an understatement to announce Hyunjin was big, surprisingly so that he was packing all that with such a lean body. 

Your legs spread instinctively as he reddied the tip of his cock at your entrance, fingers making sure your panties stayed to the side as his other hand guided himself in. He slipped in embarrassingly easily, your jaw slacking open as you released a moan of his name. He eased in tantalizingly slow, a low stuttered grunt in his throat as he fought against your tightening walls. He made sure to go all the way to the hilt, so deep inside your cunt that you were whining from the pain. A gentle hush came from him before two fingers probed your lips, slipping over your bottom lip and grazing over your teeth as the digits pressed against your tongue. He pulled his hips back, slowly, nicely, before slamming his cock back into you.   

You weren’t able to silence the high-pitched yell from the action, your head nodding back against the table as Hyunjin set a fast and painful pace. He pounded his dick into you, your pussy squelching and walls fluttered over his cock every time he hit that bundle of nerves settled at your hilt. You didn’t have time to be embarrassed with the sounds coming from below, unable to stop your whines and moans while you coated his fingers with your saliva. You made sure to keep your hands behind your knees and hold your legs back, the feeling of being fucked so roughly addicting. Between the sounds you were making, skin slapping against skin, pussy being pounded with a nice-sized dick, and his held back grunts and low moans created music in that forbidden room. 

“Oohh, fuck, yes.” you managed to get out, your speech gurgled and messy as you clamped your walls around him. You almost smiled as his pace stuttered, a soft growl and whispered curse as he pulled the soaked digits from your mouth. Two fingers proved not enough, the same hand covering your mouth tightly before he started a faster, bruising pace. You cried behind his hand, your breathing airing from your nose over his finger as your legs shaked in your hold. 

“Ooohh, fuck me daddy.” your muffled plea came behind his hand. You watched his head tilt to the side, eyebrows knitting close together before his eyelids fluttered closed over rolled eyes. It was a tell-tale sign along with the erratic pace of his hips, and you could say the same for yourself as you felt the coil in your lower groin. You didn’t know whether to beg because you wanted it or plea to make the quick fuck last, turned on by the thought of someone walking in on how good Hyunjin was fucking you raw. 

Wet moans and curses were spelled into his palm as you felt your release wash over your body, enunciated with every pound of his cock into your pussy. You let go of your legs and let them fall over his waist, too fucked out to care how loud you were being. Your arousal was spilling over and over on his cock, slicking it up so good as you heard the whimper of your name. 

He pulled out quickly, just in time as spurts of cum splattered over your drenched cunt. Hyunjin grabbed hold of his cock and jacked himself off, making sure to aim directly onto it as you sat up on your elbows to watch. You swallowed thickly, an impure thought to have a lick of the mess turning you on again but it was short lived at the sound of the alarm going off signaling the time of 9am. 

You called Hyunjin’s name, a hand on his arm knowing it was no use when he was focused on his task. He smeared the spilled cum over folds with the head of his cock, making sure to circle it over your clit. He finished with lifting the soon-to-be-thrown-away lace over your cum covered lips, helping you off the table before quickly cleaning up the mess that was made on the edge. 

You quickly fixed your skirt back into place and reached over for your phone that was sitting forgotten on the side of the table you were just on, silencing the alarm before adjusting your hair and clothes. Hyunjin was by your side, pulling his blonde hair back with fingers quickly tying a band to make a ponytail. You instantly reached for his neck, adjusting his tie quickly before placing your hands back in front of you and plastered a kind smile on your face. 

The door swung open after the commotion of noise and footsteps on the other side, the executives and rest of the employees on this project filing into the meeting room and being greeted with you and Hyunjin readying the PowerPoint. You took your place on the side across from Hyunjin at the bulletin board, feeling the creamy essence in your panties grow sticky before you shot him a hinting gaze.

You leaned against the doorway arms folded and a smile on your face, watching San count his moves slowly and restart over and over again. You could have been standing there for an hour or only a few minutes, the concept of time seeming to escape you when San was in front of you. You loved to watch him in his element, concentration in his features and effort in every single action. Even all the sighs and yells of frustration you took it all in and refused to miss a moment. 

It made sense that you watched him so intently. You were always behind him. As a back-up dancer for Ateez’s company you played your part to always back them up and watch out for what they could improve on. But San had a way to make your job difficult, a tiny little distraction that would always make you laugh and giggle. He loosened you up and unscrewed all your gears, all the way to the point to become his. Going out on secret dates, sneaking in small kisses here and there during practice, just to hold the two of you out until you would go back to your place or his. It was fun most of the time, until his group would be on promoting period and you would hardly see him at practice. 

When you were able to catch him like this you made sure to watch. He was always a goofball around the members and helped out to make the practice more fun, but when he was alone no one was harder on him than himself. Your smile grew wider, a twitch in your brow as you sighed quietly. Just as he was a destresser for everyone else, you became the one to cool him down.  

You entered into the dance room, cat-like steps towards the tired out male who was finally taking a break. His head turned to the side when he noticed you, just as he plopped down into the lone black chair with his bag beside it. 

“You’re still here?” San asked, voice tired out and low. You watched the rise and fall of his chest, the sheen of sweat shining in the dim light making your mouth moisten. 

“How could I leave you?” you questioned back, a purr in your voice as you smiled sweetly and stopped in front of him. You listened to the sound of his breaths starting to steady after he chuckled, watching his head fall back before you felt his large palm on the side of your hip. 

“Come here.” He quietly commanded, hand trailing over the back of your bottom as you brought yourself closer to his body. Your hands instantly went into his hair, pushing back the soft locks with your fingers. 

“You’re tired.” you spoke, listening to him hum in acknowledgement. 

“I’m stressed. I need to have this choreo down by the end of the night.” 

You furrowed your eyebrows and sighed. “You only learned it two days ago.” 

“And I need it remembered tonight.” San responded back to you, the hand around your hip squeezing it before he let his fingers trail up to the exposed skin of your waist. His head fell to the side before his eyelids raised over his eyes, dark orbs peering up at you with a tender gaze. 

“You’re so hard on yourself, baby.” You tsk. Your lips curl up into a smile, musing over an idea in your head before you released him and pushed back. “Well if you plan on practicing all night, I might as well too.” 

“What choreo are you doing?” he asked as you walked over in front of him, stepping over to the speaker system and plugging up your phone. 

You attached the cord to your phone before pulling up the music app and scrolling down to a song you had saved, the dance moves you had practiced for a while already flooding into your head. Your thumb tapped over the play button and music poured out through the speakers just as you glanced back with a smirk on your face. “A sexy one.” 

You pushed yourself forward and strutted over to the middle of the floor, keeping well in mind that San had his eyes on you. You took a glimpse over at his form on the chair, legs leaning forward and spread deliciously wide. He had an amused smirk on his lips as he listened to the slow r&b, a female's smooth vocals filling the dance room. Your body naturally got into the rhythm, hands trailing over the back of your hips and up your waist as you got into position on the floor, a change in your eyes in the mirror. 

You moved to the beat of the song, hitting every mark on time like you remembered. You lost yourself to the music with a smile on your face, glancing every so often to make sure San had his attention on you. He had that look on his face, one you were accustomed to all too well. A dark gaze and slack jaw, the corner of his lips slowly creeping up into a smirk. It meant he liked what he was seeing and his mind was brewing up some nuaghty ideas. You were usually the one to keep him check, but that was only around the guys. When it’s only you two, you don’t stand a chance against him. 

Wanna show you how much, I really care about your heart

You accented every part of your body you wanted him to see, his attention like ecstasy as you put on your show. You kept your eyes on his, sultry smile on your face as you bit down on your tongue. You dropped the floor on cue, falling onto your back carefully, letting your hands trail down your chest to your lap. 

Wanna show you how much, I hate being apart

You rolled onto your hands and knees and began to crawl over to him, pacing your time to the beat as you watched him lean forward, pink tongue poking out to wet his lips. The action made you smile excitedly, getting to your feet with a twirl and facing away from him before bending your body forward so your hands touched your feet. 

Baby let me put my body on your body, promise not to tell nobody 

Electricty flowed through you when you felt fingers rubbing over your sex. You gasped out and tried to stand up but a firm hand flat on your back kept you in place, feeling San get up behind you. Your little show was over, you knew it when you felt him jut his hips into you, a hardness pressed against your sex. 

Sit back sit back it’s the pregame show, daddy you know what’s up

You flipped your hair back as you raised up, a hand in your hair lifting you all the way up as you gasped. San’s grip was tight but never rough unless he needed to be, a firm hold on your hair while giving slack to your roots. Your back pressed against his chest as you felt his lips on your neck, trailing them over the sensitive skin before kissing your sweet spot tenderly. The hand that was behind you swiftly came to the front and continued its assault between your legs. His fingers found your clit over your leggings and rubbed circles into it, your gasp followed with an airy moan. 

You held onto his arms, needing something to hold onto to anchor yourself as he brought wave after wave of pleasure. You rolled your hips in time to his ministrations as if they were following the rhythm of the still playing music, until he sped up his pace quickly making you squeal out a moan. Your sex felt hot and gushy in the confines of your leggings, still very much aware of the hardness pressing against your backside. You didn’t have any other way to relieve him other than push your ass against him as you rolled your hips, earning yourself a growl in your ear as San sucked hickeys over the side of your neck. 

Realization dawned on you when he didn’t stop, didn’t move on to a new area. He kept at it, rubbing your clit over your leggings and altering between fast and slow. He never let loose on your hair as he tickled your neck with his tongue and lips, ignoring your cries and whines with how wet your pants had become. You could feel it coming and it honestly surprised you that you were capable of cumming like this. You didn’t know if you wanted the release or not, afraid he would stop completely and let you suffer. You moved a leg, just slightly as you breathed his name when you were teetering on the edge.    

“San...daddy...please I-”

Curses and lewd noises spilled from your mouth, eyes rolling back when you felt your release wash over you. Your legs shook with pleasure and the hand in your hair disappeared as he moved it around your body to hold you upright. Hushes were whispered in your ear, sweet pet names and if you were alright were spoken by his lips on your sensitive lobe as you shivered. You nodded your head slowly when you found your bearings, feeling his lips turn up into a smile against your skin before he kissed you. 

Your body was turned around swiftly, his mouth over yours with a dominating kiss. His tongue swiped over your upper lip before he pulled back, quickly reaching down into the bag beside the chair. Your eyes lit up when you saw the glow of the golden package, watching him bring it to his mouth to rip it open with his teeth. You instantly looked back at the doorway of the dance room, the door still wide open with an almost pitch black hallway.

“San.” you started, glancing at the clear condom being pulled out. He held it out for you to take as his other hand pulled down the band of his sweats in the front. Your eyes casted downward, seeing pubic hair peeking out from the band of his underwear. You blinked your eyes back up at him, right as his hand with the condom in it grabbed your chin and pulled your forward so he could place a kiss on your lips. 

“Put it on me.” he breathed against your pouty lips, glancing over to the doorway just as you did before rolling his eyes back at you. “Nobody’s coming in here, you know that.”

You swallowed the extra moisture in your mouth before taking the condom from, pulling your bottom lip into your mouth as your hands reached out for him. He helped you pull his pants down as you took hold of his cock, warm and heavy against your hand. You couldn’t help but be surprised by San’s size every time you get a look at it, or when it is being put inside you. You adjusted the condom on his girth, sliding the slippery latex down his shaft until it couldn’t go no further.  

“Take off your pants.” His command was low and airy and you wasted no time to follow suit. You hooked your thumbs in the sides and pulled them down, feeling the cool air hit your wet sex. You kicked off your shoes and stepped out of the fabric being left in your sports bra and socks. 

His hands were on you the moment you kicked your pants to the side, lifting you up into the air as your legs instantly wrapped around his waist. He unhooked them swiftly as his hands slid underneath your things and hooked his arms in the back of your knees. 

You almost squeaked when he fell back, sitting down in the chair and adjusting your cunt over his cock. He probed your entrance carefully before he was letting your body fall, watching your jaw drop as his cock slipped inside and stretched your walls wide. You squeezed his bare shoulders and let out a trembled moan, legs already beginning to shake as you felt his hands palm the back of your thighs and slide down to your ass. He had a firm grasp to lift you up and down with ease, his arms flexing underneath you as he controlled how you rode him. 

“Oohh, fuuck~” you drawled, feeling his shaft grow harder and longer inside you. He created a steady pace, letting the skin of your ass and his thighs slap together. He found the beat again to the repeated song on the speakers and followed the pace, chuckling at your pleas and noises with his name. You knew San loved fucking you, loved the way you unraveled from his actions. His dark, hooded eyes gazed at all the love faces you would make, teasing your noises with his own as he would laugh with lust in his voice. He was an absolute demon with how he was able to fuck you and still keep a bit of his composure. 

You caught the twitch in his brows as he sped up the pace, a smile on your face knowing your favorite part was coming up. You leaned forward and kissed him before whispering dirty nothings against his lips. He kissed you back before he let out a grunt, giving you a sharp thrust before you were back in the air only to quickly feel the cool floor against your back. He had left you empty for only a moment, pulling off the drenched condom and throwing it to the side of the chair before he was reaching in his bag for another one. San was quick to cum, but the upside was that sex was never one round with him. 

He put a new condom on himself swiftly before he was back between your legs. He pushed the limps back, hands against the back of your knees as he bent them back towards your chest and showed off your flexibility. He shoved himself back in and you were moaning out, cursing as he pulled his hips back and snapped them against you. He left a hand against the back of your knees as the other planted on the floor, letting his hips do the work as he fucked you fast and without mercy. 

You whimpered and cried, digging your nails into your knees as you clamped your walls around him. He was hitting that bundle of nerves all too well as your release warned to come again. You kept calling his name, voice octaves high as you thanked the gods in your head that (hopefully) no one was around to hear. You didn’t want to cum again, rather being in his arms and hearing him love you as your release would wash over you. Still, your eyes rolled back as you came, moaning curses out with each stroke he brought down into your cunt.

Your legs were shaking against your body as you listened to San’s ‘thaaaat’s it’ drawled near your ear, quite sure that he had came with you into the condom. He pulled himself out and sat back against his feet, heavy breaths of effort as he pulled the second condom off and tossed it with the other. Your sore legs had fallen over, body buzzing with pleasure as swallowed in air to catch your breath.  He let your knees fall into his arms, hands holding you against your back before lifting you into the air. He hushed you gently as you whimpered, pressing kisses against your lips while assuring you he was giving you a break. Your body was still shaking but you were calming down, reciprocating his kisses as you turned your head to the side and deepened it. You moaned gently into his mouth that made him chuckle, his tongue slipping past your lips and into your moist mouth. 

Kisses with San were butterflies and cotton candy. He had a sweet addicting taste, but he also loved to press his lips against yours and continuously smile and love on you. Kisses would turn into open-mouthed smiles and giggles, complete with sweet nothings and quiet ‘i love yous’. He made sure to always be sweet with you, right before he was bending you back over and fucking you like he hated you. 

Your feet felt foreign on the hardwood floor, not having touched in a while. You steadied yourself against San as he walked you back, turning you around in time so your hands grabbed the railing against the mirror. Hands on your hips pulled you back, just a bit before one was tapping on the inside of your thigh to raise it up. 

He guided your ankle onto the railing, making sure it was secure and not hitting against the bone. You flipped your back and adjusted your eyes to see him in the mirror, looking down at his hands as you heard the familiar ripping of a wrapper. You got a glimpse at the rest of the dance hall, nobody but you two occupying the dark space with music still playing from the speakers. You weren’t sure how many times the same song had played over, but you definitely didn’t plan to keep count as you felt warm slippery hardness against your entrance. 

He pushed himself in again, a single tap against your gushy lips as warning. He settled himself at the hilt and paused, needing a moment due to the sensitivity after cumming twice. You were whimpering out a hum as he slowly pulled his hips back, hands massaging over your back before grasping onto your hips. He slid a hand up your back and to your shoulder, easing himself back in as you mewled. 

You choked on a grunt as he snapped his hips back and came back in fast, not bothering to hold back your noises as he fucked you. The new position had you squelching on his cock, wall clamping tightly around his shaft. You heard him breath on an airy ‘yeeess~’, drawing out the word with a fucked out chuckle. You could hear skin slapping against skin, pussy queefing with every stroke he delivered. Your legs began to ache, the muscles inside your thighs screaming for a break but your sex was high off the pleasure. You cried out to San and tried to move your leg down off the railing careful not to hurt it. He was quick to help you down, only to push your shoulder down and have you bent over.  

“Bend over for me, princess.” he commanded, a touch of the sweet pet name icing to your ears as you bent forward with your hands on the floor. All it took was one sharp stroke, a hand against your lower back to bring you back on his cock and you were falling to the floor. It was a humbling experience that you couldn’t handle a position like that, falling to your knees and crawling forward. San didn’t let you get too far, quickly going after you on the floor and holding you in place to arch your back for him. He slipped right back in and spread your legs, pounding into you with a new pace.  

He hummed in approval as you whined his name, pushing your chest your to the ground and bouncing your ass back on his dick. A hard smack against your ass made you cry out as you pushed back against him, quickly feeling his hand on your back as he quickly found a new and faster pace. You cried out as you felt your walls flutter around his cock, legs trembling underneath him as he leaned over your body.  

“It’s okay princess, it’s okay.” he cooed next to your ear, his hand sliding up to move your hair back. “I got you.” 

You felt the other hand on your hip slip up to the front, quickly finding your clit and rubbing it in quick circles. You cried out his name as you were spilling onto the floor and his cock, your release knocking into your harder than the first few times. Your body slumped onto the ground, needing a minute to recover as you breathed heavily against the glazed floor. 

You gathered your bearings with a hard swallow, turning onto your back as your body still shook with pleasure. You caught San standing above you, pulling the condom off his very much still hard cock. You instantly moved onto your knees, crawling over to his legs like a good little girl and sat back on your feet. 

You leaned up just a bit and brought him into your mouth, listening to his delicious fucked out moan of your name. He was too big for you to take into your mouth all at once unless you prepared your throat for him, but you tried anyways, clenching your eyes shut and humming over his cock as you felt him slide down the back of your throat. You pulled your lips back and sucked, releasing him with a pop and coughed, feeling the ache in your throat as you quickly brought him back into your mouth. You blinked your eyes up at him and instantly shivered over, his dark gaze staring down at you intently as he bit down on his bottom lip. There was a tremble in his hands as he raked his fingers in your hair, pushing it out the way of your face. He encouraged you with airy moans and words of pleasure, watching as you flicked your tongue over the head of his cock. 

You pressed him to your lips and let spit dribble down, soaking him in your saliva before letting your hands assist. You coated the rest of his cock with your hands where your mouth couldn’t reach, bobbing your head back and forth and letting your hands jerk him off. Your chest filled with pride as moaned your name, tasting the sweet, salty cream begin to spill in your mouth. You released him and opened your mouth wide, watching his hand come up and jerk himself off into your mouth, spilling his cum onto your tongue and jerking the rest onto your chest. 

Salty-sweet cream ran down your chin, your tongue swiping over your bottom lip to get up the remnants. You swallowed down the cum just as lips pressed against your desperately, San’s heavy breaths mingling with yours in your mouth. You hummed into the kiss and giggled as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you to your feet. You steadied yourself gripping onto his arms, looking down at your sweaty body and catching a glimpse of his, smiling at his shaft hanging against his thighs. 

“We both need showers.” you laughed tiredly, leaning into his body and not caring about the stickiness. He welcomed you into his arms, his warm body pressing against yours as he hummed.

“My place or yours?” 

You frowned, scoffing out as you felt your eyelids grow tired. “Mine. I would hate to wash cum off of us in a shower shared by your other members.” 

“You’re right. Because I plan on fucking you in the shower either way.” 

Your mouth dropped open as you pulled back, only able to stare at him in amused disgust, too tired to smack him against his chest. His body shook as he laughed throwing his head back, his hand bringing yours back against his chest.

You pushed against him once more, holding your finger up. “Just one thing.”

“Hm?” San hummed, rolling his head forward and staring at the finger pointed in his face. 

You glared your eyes at him, pointing at his lips as you quietly warned, “Don’t tell anyone what happened in this dance room.”