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Thinking about touch starved Riki who has you tangled between his legs. He’s practically sitting on one of your legs with the other thrown over his shoulder.

He’s fucking so hard into you that he needs to grip your thighs so tight just so he won’t cum in two seconds flat. He even ends up hugging the leg that’s thrown over his shoulder because he just needs to be touching you with his whole body.

Thinking about touch starved Riki who can’t even lean over you because his head keeps falling back. He ends up sitting on his heels the entire time as if you’re the one on top of him.

And whenever he does manage to lean over to be fully top of you, the second he sees your pretty face, oh he’s done for. He’s immediately cumming a second time.

Thinking about touch starved Riki who is a moaning mess because he’s just so frustrated, overstimulated and so fucking horny. He’s typically not the type to be whining like this but tonight is different. He hasn’t touched you in so long, he just can’t help it ☹️

He has his head thrown back and jaw slack, letting out the sluttiest moans you’ve ever heard from him. And if he tries to cover his mouth? It doesn’t last long before he’s clawing at your thighs again. He can’t form any words, just pretty groans and whines.

Thinking about touch starved Riki who finally puts both legs over his shoulders. Bad idea. With your legs closed a bit, now you feel even tighter around him. Before he even realizes it, he’s cumming a third time. Poor boy is practically shaking at this point. He’s breathless and tired but still so horny, he can’t take it.

You’re here reaching for his hips to try to help him out a bit. You guide him into a better rhythm that has you finally finishing around his cock. But when he feels that it’s like you’ve started a fire in him. He’s spurred on again and thrusting into you like an animal in heat.

Thinking about touch starved Riki who is on the edge of tears from how heavenly you feel cumming on his dick. He’s moaning like he’s never felt anything better in his life. He’s bit his lip so hard that it’s bleeding but he somehow doesn’t even notice from the trance he’s lost in.

The bed is squeaking uncontrollably like it’s going to break at any moment and at some point you genuinely think it might. But obviously he doesn’t notice that either. He can only think about you and your tight cunt.

Thinking about touch starved Riki who actually fucking collapses on top of you after he finishes for the last time tonight. He’s panting and shaking and too tired out to move an inch. And you have to just lay there with him practically crushing you under his body weight. He just needs to catch his breath ☹️

Thinking about touch starved Riki who finally comes to his senses and rolls off of you. Then he’s apologizing over and over again for coming so many times and not letting you do the same. You don’t care though. You’re just happy you were able to make your precious boyfriend feel so good.

Thinking about touch starved Riki who wants to treat you to the sweetest softest aftercare but he physically cannot fucking move. So instead you happily fetch a damp towel to wipe the sweat and juices off his spent body, leaving soft kisses on every inch of his skin that you clean. ❤️

A/N: sorry this was so rushed I just wanted to write it before I forgot it. Anyways enjoy me posting after almost a year of inactivity

She shushed you, telling you not to make a sound when you two entered the building. She quietly lead you to a corner in the back of the room before pointing to one of the bookshelves. It had some books missing, exposing what was on the other side of the shelf.

Through the gaps, you saw what Ningning had said was so urgent. It was none other than your boyfriend Heeseung. He was making out with a girl who definitely was not you. You couldn’t fucking believe what you were looking at.

Your best friend dragged you out of the library before you could start yelling at Heeseung. You two needed to talk privately about this before any rash decisions were made.

Apparently, Ningning had asked around while she was waiting for you to arrive. She knew everyone on campus so it was easy to find out any info she needed. Nothing ever got past her. Ever.

So of course she had asked all of her friends if they had ever been suspicious of Heeseung cheating. None of them hesitated to say yes. According to them, this wasn’t the first time Heeseung had done something like this. Ningning didn’t ask anyone for details so you could only imagine the things he’s done with other girls before coming back to your dorm with an innocent grin plastered across his face.

You and Ningning rushed back to your dorm, getting settled in the living room with cozy blankets and many snacks. Your best friend gave you a long lecture about how you needed to break up with him and how she knew this would happen eventually. Heeseung was always popular with girls so she wasn’t necessarily wrong.

The conversation was cut short when you heard your apartment door open. There was only one person who would be coming back to your dorm this late. Lee Heeseung. The two of you turned toward the door then back at each other, silently agreeing on what needed to be done in this moment.

You both sat back on the couch, crossing your arms as Heeseung came into view with that same innocent grin as always. “Hey baby” he cautiously eyed Ningning who had a death glare plastered across her face. “Hello Ningning.”

“Where have you been all night… babe?” You ask, feigning ignorance.

“The library, why?” He says truthfully which surprises you. You expected a blatant lie from him.

“With who?” You raise an eyebrow, wondering what lie he’d make up about why he would be in the library. He had never been the type to study.

“Myself?? I was studying.”

“Fuck off, Heeseung, we all know you don’t study!” Ningning shoots back before you can continue to peacefully investigate.

He flinches, chuckling nervously before speaking up again. “Hey, people can change!” He throws his hands up in defense. “I’ve decided to start studying so I won’t fail.” He lies, fully expecting you to believe him and be excited for his ‘change in character.’

“you sure don’t ever change though.” Ningning stares daggers at the boy, making him wipe the sweat off his palms, swallowing.

“What are you talking about?” Heeseung chuckles nervously.

You sigh as you push yourself up from the couch and stride over to Heeseung. “Do you think I’m stupid Hee?” You say, lowering your voice.

“No of course not, baby!” Why would-“ he tries to reach for you but you smack his hands away. He freezes, a look of shock flashing across his face. “B-baby?” He stutters, unsure of what to say.

“Oh yeah?” You scoff “Look me in the eyes and tell me what you were doing in the library.”

“I told you already, babe. I was studying so I could impress you.” He lied again hidden by a sweet smile before he reached out for you. His hands came to your hips but you were quick to push him away again.

“Don’t touch me after you touched that other girl and can’t even admit it.” You hiss, finally showing him how much you know. Your voice is raised slightly as you start to lose control over your emotions. The ability to hold back what you truly wanted to say to him was quickly slipping through your fingers like sand.

Heeseungs eyes widened, realizing that you knew more than he thought. He wouldn’t be able to hide his cheating tendencies from you any longer. Now that you knew about what he did in the library, he was sure you would find out about his past hookups.

“How many times have you hooked up with some other girl before coming back to my dorm?” You asked but the boy couldn’t answer. He could only swallow the lump in his throat while he searched his mind for another lie to cover his tracks.

“Y/n…” he starts, sounding sad and almost disappointed. “I don’t know what lies Ningning is feeding you, but you have no idea what you’re talking about.” He explained calmly despite his racing guilty heart that proved how anxious he was right now.

“I know exactly what I’m talking about because I was there, Lee Heeseung.” You snap back, your patience running dangerously thin. You were close to losing it completely.

“Well if you were there, you’d know that I was studying… with Jay.” He adds on with a nod, proud of his blatant lie.

Ningning shot up from the couch, looking highly offended. “Don’t even bring Jay into this! He’s been out with Riki at the mall all day so don’t use his name to cover your sorry ass.” She slams her foot down, outraged by all of the obvious lies being told to you, her best friend.

“Y/n baby, don’t believe her-“

“Shut the fuck up!” You yell, fed up with the lies and the arguing. You take a second to breathe before looking up directly into Heeseungs widened eyes. “Tell me the truth or get out.” Your tone is stern, leaving him no room for making excuses.

“Damn it…” Heeseung groaned, running a hand through his hair. “Fine! It’s true. I fucking made out with some chick in the library!” He throws his hands up in defense as if you and Ningning were the ones being ridiculous.

“How many times did you do this, Heeseung,” you ask in a deadpan tone.

“Just once-“

“Bullshit!” Ningning yells, cutting him off. “I’ve asked around and people see you pulling this shit several times a week! Don’t even think about lying.”

“This is fucking ridiculous! You have absolutely no proof so don’t even-“ Ningnings phone is shoved in his face. “… accuse… me…” His voice trails off, realizing he’s really fucked up as he looks at the screen. There’s a group chat called ‘Exposing Hoe-seung’ where students around campus have sent in pictures they have secretly taken of Heeseungs secret hookups.

You stare at Heeseung as his gaze drops to the floor. He looks truly guilty and regretful for what he’s done.

“What do you have to say for yourself?” Ningning asks in a threatening tone, crossing her arms over her chest.

Heeseung looks back up from the ground, flashing you his big Bambi eyes. “Fuck…” he whispers “I’m sorry baby. I swear it won’t happen anymore. I swear.” He tried to plead with you, reaching for your hands.

I flinch, pulling my hands away. “It’s too late now. We’re over, Heeseung. Get out.” You deadpan and his eyes widen. His hands come up, trying to reach for you once again. For the last time.

“But I told you the truth baby. I-“

“Get. Out.” You interrupt, shaking your head in disbelief. “Now.”

Heeseung lets out a a breath he didn’t know he was holding. Then he turned and left your dorm, making sure to slam the front door behind him.

As soon as Heeseung leaves, you break down. You cry and yell and bawl your eyes out and, of course, your best friend sits and listens to you vent. Eventually you calm down, realizing your best friend has always been there for you even when Heeseung wasn’t.

You and Ningning left your dorm just in case Heeseung decided to come back. Instead, you two went back to her dorm.

Soon enough, you and your best friend started coming up with wild ways to get back at him. “What you need is a good revenge story.” Ningning stated, already plotting in her head.

While talking up a plan to get back at your now ex boyfriend, Ningnings roommates friend, Sim Jaeyun walked into the dorm. Your best friend turned to you with a smug smile on her face. The two of you shared knowing looks. You had found your perfect revenge.

In all honesty, you were quite fond of Jaeyun before you had started dating Heeseung. He was smart, kind, and really cute. You two were close and hung out often. It all stopped though when you and Heeseung got together and he told poor Jaeyun to fuck off. And that he did. You were forced to block him on everything and not talk to him. You two hadn’t spoken ever since. That was until today.

“Hey Ning. Hey… y/n” he hesitated to say your name and it almost made your heart break. “It’s good to see you.”

You didn’t even realize how much you missed his Aussie accent. It had to have been one of your favorite things about him, though he had many admirable features. You gave him a sweet smile and a wave.

“Oh uh actually,” he stopped in his tracks and walked up to were you and Ningning were sitting. “I heard what happened… well some of it. Heeseung kinda… told the whole group chat.”

“Well I’m sure he didn’t tell you the full story. He tends to leave out important details.” You say, unimpressed with Heeseungs actions.

“He told us about the cheating and how you broke up with him…” Jaeyun explained, making you raise an eyebrow. “I just wanna say that I’m sorry you had to go through that. None of us knew about it until now.”

Your eyebrows raised further. They really didn’t know? “No need to apologize Jae. There’s nothing you could have done if you were unaware.” You were honestly surprised none of them knew, especially since Jaeyun was Heeseungs roommate. You were secretly glad he didn’t know though. It made the whole revenge gig a lot easier.

Jaeyun went Riki, Ningnings roommates, room. You and Ningning spent the next few hours planning out a flawless revenge plan. The plan was completely unnecessary though since the revenge you sought just seemed to fall into your hands.

Jaeyun left Rikis room, passing you and your best friend on the way out. Thought he didn’t pass up the chance to say bye to you directly. Just like he used to.

“Oh um… actually y/n… can we talk for a minute?” He asked shyly from the doorway. You nodded and followed him out into the hallway.

“So what’s up?” You asked as he scratched the back of his neck, trying to avoid eye contact. You found this adorable. He was still just as cute as he was before you stopped talking. Still the same old Jaeyun. He bit his lip in anticipation, the same way he used to bite his lip when he was nervous. You almost felt the need to laugh. He looked up at you with big puppy-like eyes which were also the same. The only thing that had changed was his hair. He had grown it out slightly since the last time you saw him.

“Um well… things have been rough since I haven’t been able to see you.” He started which made you raise an eyebrow.

“You missed me that much?” You laughed softly. His eyes widened as he realized what he said.

“N-no! I mean it’s been rough between us! You know?” He quickly spat out, his cheeks flushing a dark red.

“I get it Jae.” You giggled, placing a hand on his arm in reassurance. “I’m just teasing you.”

“Ah… o-okay” he scratches the back of his neck in embarrassment. “Anyways I was thinking… maybe we could catch up sometime?”

“I’d love to.” You reply, making his face light up. “You still have my number right?”

Jaeyun gives a frantic nod, trying his best to bite back a grin. “I do, although I’m still blocked.”

“Since Heeseung is out of the picture, I’ll unblock you and let you know when I’m free, yeah?” He nods again before you wish him goodnight and head back inside the dorm.

Jaeyun is more than thrilled. He’s ecstatic. Nearly jumping off the walls. He couldn’t wait another second before seeing you again. So he invited you over the next day. And the next. And the next. The next whole week was spent hanging out with Jaeyun every day after your classes.

Ningning would complain that your ultimate revenge was taking too long but you argued back, saying it needed time or else it would seem fake. So you continued to hang out with Jaeyun. Suddenly, most of your time was spent with him. Even Heeseung would catch you two together. He would bite his lip and quickly look away and you knew just how guilty he felt.

Before you knew it, Jaeyun started making moves. His hand would brush yours while walking and he would slip his fingers into yours or he would snake his arm around your waist. Specifically when Heeseung was around, he would go as far as to put his hand on your thigh, hoping the elder would notice.

Just like you had hoped for, the revenge just seemed to fall into your hands. You knew it was time when you arrived to Jaeyuns dorm one day and he was holding a bouquet of assorted flowers. He shyly handed them to you, biting his lip trying but failing to hold back a wide grin.

Jaeyun explained how he had liked you even before you met Heeseung. And how he still did like you… One thing lead to another and suddenly his soft lips were all over yours. The rhythm of his kisses were almost desperate as if he really needed you. And secretly, he sure did need you.

“Hey y/n…” he started hesitantly. “Can we… um sit on the couch and… you know…” he asked, practically forcing himself away from you temping lips. Jaeyun stumbled over his words nervously. The way he bit his lip when he was anxious never failed to catch your eye.

Heeseung wouldn’t be back to the dorm for a while. You knew where he was and who he was with this time. He was, surprisingly, actually studying. You knew this because your friend Momo was tutoring him because he was failing and wouldn’t pass this year if he didn’t receive help.

You nodded, agreeing to Jaeyuns suggestion. You let him lead you to the couch, lips never leaving yours, until the backs of his legs hit the couch. He sat down slowly, pulling you down onto his lap. Now you were sitting on the couch Heeseung had fucked you countless times on. This was bringing back memories and they were only egging you on to take this revenge. Now instead of making out with Heeseung on the couch, it was Jaeyun. It made you feel a slight pang of guilt. It didn’t last long though when Jaeyuns lips crashed back onto yours in a needy manner. He was making you forget about your ex without a second thought. The thought of revenge was slipping from your mind and Jaeyun started to consume your thoughts.

You kissed the boy back hungrily; fingers playing with the hairs on the back of his neck. His lips parted enough for you to slip your tongue into his mouth, dragging it over his. He groaned into your mouth, quickly gripping your hips tightly.

His kisses were more sweet than lustful. He took his time with each one. It was the complete opposite of what you were used to. The pace you had gotten used to was fast and harsh. Jaeyun dug his nails into the skin of your hips with his eyebrows furrowed, clearly not used to this. You had to slow down your pace to match his so he could relax.

Deciding to test the waters, you began to slowly roll your hips forward. Jaeyun’s breath hitched and he bit his lip to hold a groan as he threw his head back. “Fuck- oh my god” His hips jerked up toward yours as his hands practically flew to your waist, gripping tightly. “Please…” he whispered, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

“Please what, Jae?” You ask softly, combing your fingers through his dark hair.

“Please keep doing that…” he said, now just barely above a whisper. You smirked to yourself, thoroughly pleased with his reaction. And so you did exactly what he asked. You ground your hips harder against his, feeling his crotch begin to harden beneath you. The second you started feeling his hardness press against your clothed core, your stomach did flips. You felt giddy, more than you had ever felt for Heeseung. Jake was already 10 times better and he hadn’t even been inside you yet. There was something different about Jaeyun that excited you way more than Heeseung ever could. Yet you couldn’t quite put your finger on it yet.

“Jae…” you played with the hem of his shirt between your fingers “can you take this off for me?” You asked softly, looking up at him through your thick lashes, pupils blown out with desire. He couldn’t resist that look. Not now, not ever. He made quick work of discarding his shirt, tossing it to some corner of the room that didn’t matter at the moment. All he could focus on was you. That, and not letting the loudest moans slip past his swollen lips.

A while later, you heard your phone ding in your pocket. You reached back to take out your phone and check the message while still clinging to Jaeyun. It was a text from Momo, which made your smirk fade. This wasn’t a good sign. Apparently Heeseung had left tutoring in a fit or rage because he was frustrated at the work. You mentally chuckled, knowing it was all his fault for being behind. Yet this was totally bad for the situation you were in right now because it meant Heeseung was on his way back to the dorm. This wasn’t good. If Heeseung showed up while you and Jaeyun were making out, or more, Jae would totally get embarrassed and chicken out.

You had only about 10 minutes to decide what to do. So far, you couldn’t decide if you wanted to make Heeseung upset, or if you wanted to keep Jaeyun from being embarrassed and potentially leaving. You were leaning more on the side of upsetting your ex. But you also had the greatest plan.

“Do you trust me, Jae?” You asked him suddenly, catching him off guard.

He turned toward you with curiosity in his eyes. “Y-yeah, why?”

“Do you wanna try something a little… different?”

Jaeyuns eyes widened slightly and you could feel him twitch under you in anticipation. “Um, s-sure?” He looked at you nervously. But there was this curious glint in his eyes… and maybe a hint of something else.

Noticing the nervousness in his tone, you brought a hand up to rub soft, reassuring circles on his cheek. He smiled and leaned into your touch. He made your heart melt. You didn’t want to hurt him if your plan didn’t work out but you really wanted to get back at Heeseung. It was the original plan, after all. But the way Jaeyun looked at you. So innocent. So pure. So kind. It made you wanna just forget about the revenge. But then again… revenge sounded kinda nice…

Fuck it.

You reached down and undid the button of his jeans with practiced ease. Almost too easily like you had done it a thousand time, which was probably true at that point.

“Tell me you want this as much as I do…” you whispered, rushed and almost desperate. His eyes rolled back for a split second before focusing back on your face.

“Yes- fuck… yes I need you” your stomach did flips once again at his needy tone and you had to hold yourself back from pouncing on him right then and there.

You smiled sweetly and lowered the zipper of his jeans painfully slow while he bit his lip. You were going too slow even for him. He reached down with shaky hands and slid his jeans down his thighs with a desperate speed. He was left in just his boxers which were now tented in the front from his growing erection.

“Already so hard. All because of me?” You asked softly, already knowing the answer. He nodded frantically, biting his lip even harder than before. “Good” you whispered and eased his boxers down, letting his hardening cock spring free. He inhaled sharply through his teeth and his hands quickly found there way back to your hips like they were his life support.

You hiked up your skirt and pulled your panties to the side. Jaeyuns eyes widened and he had to physically stop himself from moaning just at the sight of your bare body in front of him.

His fun was quickly spoiled though. You reached back behind your head to untie the black ribbon in your hair. Then it was placed it over Jaeyuns eyes and tied behind his head. “Is that alright Jae?” You asked, combing his hair with your fingers. He nodded vigorously, squeezing your waist gently. You saw the way his Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed nervously. “Just relax” you whispered softly and you could physically see the tension leaving his shoulders.

“Are we going to… um…” he spoke quietly, his hips jerking upward, trying to find the friction he desired.

“Have sex?” You finished the sentence for him and he nodded hesitantly. “Only if you want to.”

“Yes- yes please” he said in a hushed and breathy tone. His hands trailed up and down your body, grabbing at your hips and shirt, desperately trying to ground himself. “Please y/n… I need to feel you.” he pleaded, voice turning slightly whiny as you teased his tip through your wetness.

Before you could even give him a chance to think, you were already sinking down on him, making him groan through gritted teeth. His hands quickly gripped your hips, nails digging into your skin and you hissed at the stretch. He wasn’t as long as Heeseung but he was definitely thicker. You steadied yourself by placing your hands on his shoulders. You needed to hold yourself up at this point because Jaeyun was involuntarily pulling you down onto him.

“Jaeyun, just try to relax.” You whispered softly next to his ear, causing him to shiver visibly.

His grip on you loosened slightly and he stuck his tongue out to wet his lips. “I’m sorry. I’m trying to but- fuck… you feel so good” he groaned and slowly rolled his hips up into you, biting his lip as he did so.

“It’s okay. Just try your best.” You cooed, caressing his cheek to calm him down a bit.

A groan tore past your lips despite your efforts to keep it in. Jaeyun was just bigger than you were used to. Heeseung had been your first so his dick was the only one you had ever known. Sure, you had dated your fair share of guys, but none lasted long enough to actually fuck. Or maybe none of them wanted to. Heeseung was different as soon as you met him. Fucking was kinda all he ever wanted to do. Of course he did normal boyfriend things like hang out with you and take you out… barely. Though, your usual schedule with him was: come over, make out, fuck, shower, sleep, and fuck again. It was honestly exhausting. Besides, his dick never did much for you anyways. Sure, it was long and he tended to brag about it but it didn’t feel nearly as good as Jaeyuns. Plus there was no emotion involved when Heeseung and you had sex. It was just fuck, sleep, and do it again.

“Y/n please. You’re killing me.” He say, breath coming out heavy and forced. His control is quickly slipping at the way you move like you’ve experienced it all. He appreciates that— he’ll take anything and everything you’re willing to give him with no complaints as if you already own him. Jaeyun was so different from Heeseung already. He was barely half way inside of you yet he was putting all his emotion into every second of this. Every time he searched for your lips or whined like he needed more; or every time he gripped onto you a bit tighter, whispering “please” as if you weren’t already prepared to give him your pussy 24/7. He was so sweet and so good to you. You were definitely making him yours after all this revenge shit was over.

He continued to let out small gasps like you were rewarding him. The you heard a click at the dorms front door, making Jaeyun freeze up. His head shot up and turned in the direction of the door. Shit. Heeseung was back already and there was no way you were getting out of this one, even with him blindfolded.

“Is someone home, y/n?” He asked anxiously with a tone that made your heart break. You knew why he was so nervous. It would be so embarrassing for him to be caught with his dick in his best friends ex. Unfortunately, that’s exactly what you wanted to happen.

“No, don’t worry Yunnie. It was probably the dorm across from us.” You lied through your teeth. It was a stupid lie but you were good at controlling your tone so it was believable. Jaeyun let out a revealed sigh, letting his head fall back against the couch. You took the opportunity to start trailing your lips along his jawline. Just as you started, Heeseung walked into the living room. You trailed your lips lower. Your ex stopped in his tracks, realizing what was going on. He watched as you sucked on his best friends neck, leaving marks an earning pleasured groans. Heeseungs jaw dropped in a mixture of disbelief and pure rage.

When you noticed him staring at the filthy scene in front of him, you moved your hips the exact way the Heeseung liked, just to test his patience. And it was clearly very thin. You noticed the way his jaw tightened and his hands clenched into fists at his sides. He was practically boiling with anger and you could almost see smoke coming from his ears like a cartoon.

Jaeyun clawed desperately at your hips, biting his lip to muffle a moan the neighbors would definitely hear if he hadn’t. The friction was delicious. You already knew that from the way Heeseung would react when you used to do it to him. But now it was his best friend getting the special treatment while he watched in jealousy and maybe a hint of regret.

Heeseung rolled his eyes and moved across the room, silently making his way to the kitchen. You wanted to take it up a notch though— to keep the attention on you and the revenge even more satisfying. Taking a handful of Jaeyuns hair, you pulled gently, earning a choked gasp as his hips bucked up toward yours. The sound of Jaeyuns gasp and the slap of wet skin made Heeseungs head snap toward the two of you. He couldn’t seem to take his eyes off of you now. His gaze raked up and down your body with a clenched jaw. When he finally peeled his eyes away from you, he took out his phone and began typing something. Then you noticed the bulge forming in his sweatpants and let out a teasing giggle.

“Ohhh you like that, huh?” You asked, not directly at Heeseung but not directly at Jaeyun either.

Jae moaned loudly as you tugged at his hair again. “Yes- fuck! I love it.”

Heeseung flipped around his phone to show you what he typed out. It read “You’re sick”

“I know” you laughed, still not entirely directed at either of them specifically. Heeseung rolled his eyes and yanked down his hoodie to cover the front of his pants before making his way toward his bedroom.

Then the boy under you began to whine louder. “Y/n I’m close. Please… let me…” he pleaded shyly. Heeseung couldn’t help but turn back and stare for a few moments more. A smirk tugged at your lips when you caught him watching. Jaeyun leaned forward in attempt to find your lips, making you chuckle softly before helping him out and closing the distance between you. He moaned and whined into the kiss, bucking his hips wildly in desperation to crate more friction. You stopped paying attention to Heeseung who was now fighting the urge to palm himself through his pants right there in front of you. “Shit- I’m cumming y/n!” Jaeyun moaned. Heeseung rolled his eyes once more before entering his room and closing the door without a sound.

“That’s it. You’re doing so well Yunnie.” You cooed in his ear as you pulled at his hair again. He let out a whimper at the nickname, pulling you against him as his hips stuttered against yours. You felt it as he spilled his release into you which seemed to go on forever. He let your name slip past his lips repeatedly like a chant. His grip on you loosened when his hips stopped moving against yours and you played with his hair gently, waiting for his breathing to slow down back to normal.

“You doing alright Yunnie?” You ask quietly, kissing his cheek.

“Yeah, I didn’t think i would uh… um” he took his bottom lip between his teeth nervously out of habit.

“What? You didn’t know you would like being blindfolded?” You giggled back, almost teasingly.

Jaeyun laughed “yeah… that. But,” he reached a hand up to hold your hand that was still playing with his hair. He brought your hand down to his lips and kissed your knuckles. “You’re so amazing, I think I’d like anything as long as it’s you.” Your cheeks flushed and you giggled nervously, taking off the makeshift blindfold.

“There you go. Now I can your pretty eyes.” A soft smile tugged at the corners of your mouth and the boy bit his lip with a breathy chuckle.

He cleared his throat before speaking again. “I uh… should go change.”

“Right.” You nodded, quickly moving off his lap. Jaeyun stands up from the couch awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck like this was some kind of hook up. Then he suddenly leaned over you to leave a chaste kiss on your lips, changing the awkward mood. You giggle quietly at his sweet action as he walks into his bedroom to change. You touched your lips gingerly, feeling your heart race.

A few minutes after Jaeyun disappeared into his room, Heeseung came out of his room and made his way to the kitchen. “Are you done sleeping around with my friends?” He asked in a cocky tone, not bothering to even look your way.

You whipped your head around at his snarky remark with a scowl on your face. “Are you calling me a whore? Because that’s rich coming from you, Lee Heeseung.” As you were replying to Heeseungs comment, Jaeyuns bedroom door opened.

“Well if the shoe fits…” Heeseung mumbles but you hear it. And it pisses you off.

You scoff and raise your tone at him. “Are you fucking kidding me!? How about you tell me how many girls you were sleeping with while we were together!”

Jaeyun looked around the room in confusion and concern. “W-what’s going on? And when did Heeseung get back?”

“He got here while you were changing. And he was also just lecturing me about who I get to have sex with.” You said through clenched teeth, hatred laced in your tone.

“Would have to if you weren’t fucking around with my best friend-“

“You are a fucking hypocrite!” You yelled, shooting up from your seat on the couch. Jaeyun rushed to your side, wrapping an arm around your torso in attempt to console you.

Heeseung strode closer to you, poking the inside of his cheek with his tongue is frustration. “Who’s next, y/n? You gonna fuck Sunghoon?” I asked with raised brows. “Ohhhh or maybe you like the sweet guys who don’t like saying no. So how about Jeongseong next?” Your control snapped and you jolted forward, ready to hit him but Jaeyun kept his grip on you, holding you back.

“Shut the hell up Heeseung!” You shot back angrily, trying to escape the boys arms.

“Woah slow down…” Jaeyun said softly, trying to calm you down. Unsuccessfully.

“Oh, you wanna play that game? Who are you gonna sleep with next? Is Ningning on your list?” You snapped, pointing at him accusingly.

“Maybe I will. Then we would be even since you decided it was a good idea to revenge fuck Jake.” He tilted his head teasingly with a cocky smirk plastered on his face. He knew what he was doing. He was trying to get Jaeyun to stop trusting you. You could feel his grip on your waist loosen slightly, causing your heart to sink.

You whipped your head towards him quickly, starting to panic. “Yun- Yunnie, don’t listen to him. Please. It’s not true.” You pleaded softly.

“Hey hey shh, I trust you.” He ran his hand up and down your arm reassuringly. “It’s just hurts to hear him say it like that.” You still couldn’t help but feel guilty. In all truthfulness, it did begin as revenge against Heeseung. Jaeyun didn’t need to know that even though he probably already did figure that out. But you had realized eventually that you really did like him and didn’t want this to be a one time thing. You truly hoped he noticed that too. None of that changed the fact it initially had foul intent though. You bit down hard on your bottom lip, mind racing.

“Yunnie?” He scoffed in disgust. “That’s your pet name for him?” He shook his head and shoved his hands in his pockets.

“I think you’ve said enough Heeseung. We’re leaving now.” Jaeyun put his foot down, having finally heard enough bullshit. He adjusted his grip on your waist and pulled you closer to him, taking a step toward the door. Your ex moved to the side to block you two from leaving the dorm. Jaeyuns brows furrowed and a frown formed on his face. “The fuck are you doing?”

“I don’t think I have said enough. So you aren’t leaving until I’m done.” He smirked, feeling a cocky power surge at how angry he was making you. He was definitely trying to get you angry enough to blurt out something you shouldn’t. Heeseung thought his plan was working but Jaeyun had other plans.

“Alright fine. If you won’t let us leave, we’ll do it here.” He shrugged, pulling you toward the couch.

“Wait, huh? Do what?” You asked nervously, looking back and forth between the two boys.

“Heeseung wasn’t supposed to be back for hours. He’s interrupting.” He explained softly with a sweet smile despite the mischief in his eyes. “If he won’t let us leave to have our alone time in private, we’ll do it right in front of him.” Jaeyun pushed you gently to lay in the corner of the couch and leaned over you. His hands trailed up your torso, under your shirt. His other hand went down to tug at the hem of his pants.

“Ever been cucked, Hee?” Jaeyun raised a brow. His eyes were dark and you could tell he was 100% serious.

“Fine! I’ll fucking leave.” Heeseung rolled his eyes dramatically, turning harshly toward the door and slamming it shut behind him.

There was a moment of quiet while you both stared at the door. Then you looked back at him and finally broke the silence. “Yunnie…” you said hesitantly and he looked back at you with that signature sweet smile. “What were you gonna do if he hadn’t left after you said that?”

“I have no problem fucking you in front of him.” He whispered in an almost innocent tone despite his filthy words.

Your eyes widened dramatically. “Yunnie, you can’t be serious…” you chuckled nervously.

“I was gonna do it either way. And this time I wanna make you mine officially, yeah?” He grabbed your waist and pulled your body flush against his, face burying in the crook of your neck as he inhaled deeply. “Will you let me make you mine?”

You weren’t expecting anything since all of your friends were busy either with their partners or hosting galentines get-togethers. None of which you wanted to go to.

Sure, Valentine’s Day wasn’t just about relationships but the fact that it was everyone’s main focus made you feel extremely lonely. You just wanted someone special to spend time with on a day like today.

You were already watching your third drama of the day when a knock came from your apartment door. Your ears perked up and you quickly paused your show. You wondered who it could be since all of your friends seemed busy today.

Peering out of the peep hole of your door, you saw only somebody’s neck and the collar of their shirt. Whoever was outside was tall. You stood back and cracked the door open. There you saw your friend, Riki. Well… you were a little more than friends but not quite… it’s complicated.

“Oh Riki, what are you doing here?” You asked, opening the door wider.

He stood there, anxiously chewing on his lip. He was clearly hiding something behind his back. “I came to give you something since it’s Valentine’s Day.”

You tilted your head at his words, confused why he would be giving you something on this specific day.

Then he slowly and carefully brought a bouquet of flowers out from behind his back. It was a beautiful assortment of red roses and small delicate white flowers. In the other hand he held a small box. “I got you these.” He mumbled shyly.

You quickly looked up at him with wide eyes filled with surprise. “These are for me?” He nodded and extended his arms toward you, wanting you to take the gifts. You took the pretty bouquet from his hands and moved your attention onto the small black box. “What’s in the box?”

“Open it” I said, nodding his head.

With flowers in one arm, you used your other hand to carefully open the small box. Inside were two silver bracelets, both with a half heart charm.

Riki reached into the box, taking out one of the bracelets. “Give me your arm” he instructed, opening the bracelet and putting it around your wrist when you extended it toward him. You smiled as his fingers grazed the skin of your wrist, carefully closing the clasp of the jewelry. Then he quickly placed the matching bracelet on his own wrist and held it up to show you.

“See. Now we match.” He smiled, holding his wrist up to yours until the magnets connected, creating a full heart.

“Riki, I love them.” You said with a pout.

His eyes flickered down to your lips.

“I’m glad. I was worried you would get mad since you don’t like Valentine’s Day” he explained, scratching the back of his neck.

“Of course I’m not mad if they’re from you.” You said with a soft chuckle that made his heart skip a few beats. “Come inside.” You moved to the side, motioning for him to enter your apartment. He stepped inside, slipping his shoes off at the door while you ran off to find a vase to display the flowers in.

Riki followed you into the kitchen with a gentle smile. “I uh… actually wanted to talk to you about something.”

You quickly stopped what you were doing to turn toward him, giving him your full attention. “What is it?”

He swallowed nervously before speaking. “Well I wanted to tell you how I’ve been feeling recently. It’s hard to explain but…” he mumbled, not completely sure how to express his emotions. “I don’t think we should be friends anymore”

“W-what?” Your smile dropped and you felt your heart begin to shatter.

“There are two ways to go about this and neither of them end in us being friends…” he said, biting his bottom lip.

Your heart sank further and further with each word he spoke. Why would he be breaking things off after giving you flowers and matching bracelets? “Riki… what are you saying?” You asked nervously.

“Y/n… ‘friends with benefits’ just isn’t working for me.” He admitted, shuffling his feet in anxiety.

“I’m sorry Riki. If I took it too far, I really didn’t mean to. We can go back to being just friends. I-“ you ranted on before he cut you off.

“I want to be with you.”

There was a moment of silence between the two of you. You just stared at him in pure shock while he stared at the floor, unable to look at you.

“I want to be together.” He repeated, finally lifting his head to meet your gaze.

“You… you mean you want to be in a relationship?” You asked, scrunching your eyebrows in confusion. You hadn’t expected him to want to take your… ‘situationship’ any further.

He nodded shyly, stepping toward you slowly and giving you a pleading expression that made you melt. “Please… can I be your boyfriend?”

Butterflies erupted in your stomach at his words. You couldn’t believe what he was saying. He really wanted to be your boyfriend? He was so hot, he could go out and pick up any girl in the world but he wanted you? You searched his eyes for any sign that he was joking but you only found sincerity and something else you couldn’t quite put your finger on.

“Riki… I-“ you stuttered. You weren’t sure how to respond but your heart definitely knew the right answer.

You caught the way his eyes flickered down to your lips for a split second before coming back up to look you in the eyes. You also noticed the way he licked his lips before whispering a soft “please” one more time.

Your self control snapped and you quickly attached your lips to his in a sweet soft kiss. The kiss was short but meaningful. When you pulled away, he looked down at you with half lidded eyes, already melting from your touch. “So… you’ll be my valentine? And… let me be your boyfriend?”

You nodded “yes to both of those” you said with a grin. Your words made his cheeks flush and a soft smile spread across his face. And then you wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed your lips back onto his, this time in a longer, deeper kiss. He reciprocated, snaking his arms around your waist and pulling your body toward his.

“Thank you Riki” you whispered over and over again between kisses. It was sweet and gentle…

Until it wasn’t.

Riki let out a satisfactory moan, just proving how much he truly wanted this. Now spurred on, you smiled into the kiss, hands finding their way to rake through his soft hair.

The air around the two of you was already becoming thick and heavy. Your bodies were beginning to heat up and your breathing became fast and labored. Upon feeling your hands in his hair, Riki’s hands came to grip your hips harshly. His kisses became aggressive and hungry rather than tender and careful.

The tall black haired boy bit down on your lower lip, forcing your mouth to open enough for him to slip his tongue inside. His pants seemed to tighten at the way you let out a surprised yelp.

With his hands still on your hips, he pulled you closer until your bodies were flush against each other. He pulled away from the kiss, panting heavily. Looking down, he could see the way your tits pressed up against his chest from how close you were.

When he smashed his lips back onto yours, he started getting handsy. He would slide his hands down slowly to feel your backside before bringing them back up to your waist as if he hadn’t done anything. Then, he got bold. He squeezed your ass, making your back arch slightly, pressing your body onto his even more. He groaned hungrily, beginning to kneed your ass in his hands.

You pulled away from the kiss, leaving him pouting. It wasn’t for long though because you quickly dragged him to a nearby couch in the living room and pushed him backwards, forcing him to sit down. You climbed onto his lap, straddling him before starting to trail open mouth kissed from his jawline to his neck.

He groaned at the feeling of your lips on his neck. Hickeys began to form where you were sucking on his skin. Mark after mark, his chest swelled with pride. Riki was so proud to finally be yours (and to be able to show it off.) Before, when you two were just friends with benefits, you wouldn’t leave marks on him or let him leave marks on you. But now… his neck was already covered in dark purple splotches. He was sure to be questioned by all of his friends tomorrow.

Feeling more confident, he put his hands on your hips, guiding them to rock back and forth against his own.

“Even though we’re not friends anymore, do I still get those benefits?”

이희승 | Heeseung

"Hey, pretty girl." He called back, throwing you off and causing a faint blush to spread across your cheeks. Silence followed as the words got stuck in your throat. "What's wrong? Why are you not talking anymore?"

"It's nothing. Nevermind." You turned away and began to leave the room before Hee stopped you.

"No, no, go on. What did you come here to tell me." He smiled innocently, resting his chin on his palm.

You fiddled with your fingers, looking everywhere but at the boy in front of you. He was totally teasing you. "I told you it was nothing, Hee."

"Ohhhh you're saying that because I ruined your plans." He chucked, leaning back in his chair. "Start over. I won't mess up your script this time." He smiled, obviously trying to fluster you.

It was working.

박종성 | Jongseong

"Me?" He asks with uncertainty, furrowing his brows.

"Yeah, who else would I be talking about?" You tilted your head, chuckling slightly.

"Don't be silly." He scoffed, smiling to himself. It wasn't a happy kind of smile though.

"What do you mean!? I'm being so serious Jay!" You smack his shoulder lightly. "You're my pretty boy!"

"Alright." He laughs it off again.

"Stop laughing! I'm not joking!" You wrap your arms around his torso, hugging him tightly. "You're the one and only pretty boy, got it?"

"Okay, fine. Thank you baby." He gives you a genuine smile this time before kissing your forehead lightly.

심재윤 | Jaeyun

You call out to Jaeyun from the kitchen where you have a clear view of where he's seated in the livingroom. When he hears you call, his ears seem to perk up like a puppy.

"Huh? You mean me?" He asks genuinely, pointing to himself.

"Yes, silly." You giggle as if it were obvious you were talking about him.

"I'm pretty boy?" he asks again, unsure if you really mean it. Your heart throbs as he stares at you with wide eyes.

"Yes, Jae. Now come here. I need to show you something." You wave your hand, signaling for him to come to the kitchen. He happily obliges, getting up from the couch and nearly skipping toward you with his iconic grin.

Later, he would brag to the others that he was your "pretty boy."

박성훈 | Sunghoon

You call Hoon but receive no answer. His back is facing you as he sits on the couch, scrolling on his phone. You know he can hear you so you assume he's ignoring you.

"Ya! I'm talking to you, pretty boy."

"Well I'm not 'pretty boy.' I'm 'hot and handsome man.'" He says nonchalantly, not even bothering to turn toward you.

"Alright, don't stroke your own ego." You turn your back to him, ready to walk away.

"Hey! Fine! I'll be 'pretty boy'" he says, mumbling the last part.

You give a small 'yay' before running up to the couch and leaning over the back of the couch to kiss his forehead.

김선우 | Sunoo

"Yesss~? That's me!" Sunoo beamed, grinning brightly.

"Can my pretty boy get me my toner pads?" You call from your bathroom.

"Of course your pretty boy can." He immediately gets up to get your toner pads for you. Hr brings them to the bathroom where you are doing your skincare routine.

"Thank you, Noo. You're the best pretty boy ever." you smile, placing a kiss on the tip of his nose.

"I know! I'm the cutest!" He laughs, wrapping his arms around your waist. "Now, do you want your pretty boy to help you with your skincare?"

양정원 | Jungwon

"What?"

"You heard me." Jungwon just stares at you in shock at your sudden words. This was a new nickname to him. The tips of his ears had turned pink. "What's wrong, pretty boy?"

"Stop saying that." He grumbled, hiding his face in his hands.

"Stop saying what, pretty boy?" You giggled knowingly, a small smirk tugging at your lips. Suddenly, a pillow is being hurled straight at your head.

"Ya! I said stop calling me that! It's embarrassing" All you did was laugh at him.

니키 | Niki

Niki tilts his head in confusion, pointing to himself.

"Yes, you. You're pretty boy."

He scoffs, coming up to wrap an arm around your shoulders. "You're prettier, baby" You throw his arm off your shoulder and look at him with astonsihment.

"What!? No! You are!'

Niki laughs lightheartedly "That's impossible because you're the prettiest." He smirks victoriously.

"Fine, then you're ugly boy." You huff, folding your arms over your chest and turning away from him.

"You're uglier." Silence follows his remark. "I'm sorry, you're not ugly, you're so pretty, baby" He's quick to hug you from behind.

"Come on. You know I don't actually think you're a baby, Riki." You groan, sitting down against his door. You cross your arms over your chest. "Please come back out."

Nothing but silence is heard from his room. You know damn well that he's not actually playing games and ignoring you. When he's mad, he'll pretend to be busy but he'll really just sit there trying to resist coming out of his room to kiss you.

"Say that you won't treat me like a baby anymore." you can tell by the sound of his voice that he's pouting. It makes you giggle.

"Is that all its going to take to get you to come out of your room?"

"You have to promise!" He yells back. You begin to feel bad. You can tell that he's serious that he doesn't want to be treated like a baby. He's so cute and pretty though that sometimes you can't help it. Sometimes you have to give things up for the greater good. And in this case, your boyfriend wasn't coming back out unless you gave up the baby-talk and pampering.

"Alright, Niki, I promise. I'll stop treating you like a baby." Upon hearing your promise, the door opens slightly. You look up to see your pretty boyfriend. He looks down at your sitting figure with a slight pout. Still so cute.

"Hi pretty boy." You stand from your spot on the floor. Niki opens the door wider and stands to the side, signaling for you to come in. You do just that. You step into his room which was dark from the lights being off and the windows being covered by the curtains.

Once you're fully inside the room, the door shuts behind you. Niki's hands find their way to your hips and he pushes you until your back hits the door. Heat rises to your cheeks when you realize why he's acting this way. He really does want to be treated like an adult.

He brought a hand up to cup your cheek before crashing his lips onto yours. You give a muffled gasp at his sudden action. Your hands quickly found the back of his neck, pulling him impossibly closer. Your lips seemed to mold together perfectly as if the two of you were made for each other. It may seem like he's being unnecessarily rough in him movements but his kisses are gentle as his thumb rubs circles on your cheek. Your heart flutters at the softness of his touch. You know that he could never bring himself to be rough with you.

Though, he still didn't seem satisfied. The hand that was once on your waist had snaked to the small of your back. He pulled you toward him until your bodies were flush against each other. His lips moved down to kiss your neck, setting warmth to every part of your skin he touches. Your fingers played with his hair while he bit the soft skin of your neck then soothed the mark with his tongue. Unbeknownst to you, he was melting under your touch even more than you, feeling you play with his hair. Of course he was whipped for you. He continued to leave marks on your neck and shoulders until he was satisfied with his work. He pulled away to look at you like you were like his own personal canvas.

"Ki, I-"

"I told you not to treat me like a baby." He deadpanned with a cold harsh glare as his fingers held your chin. His face moved close to yours, his lips hovering next to your ear. His voice caused a chill to run down your spine. "I'm not going to let that happen again, yeah?"

His fingers slid down to wrap around your throat, squeezing gently. You gasped slightly at his change in attitude. He had never once acted this way. Every new action was a surprise to you. His lips found themselves back on yours like a magnet. The pressure on your throat made your head spin. Niki could tell he was getting the reaction he wanted. It made his mind fuzzy seeing you like this.

Niki removed his lips from yours which were now swollen and red. He released his grip on your throat and brought a finger up to swipe your bottom lip. He chucked watching you gasp for air.

"Am I still a baby to you?" he asked, causing you to shake your head frantically. As cute as he was, you had to admit, he was so ungodly hot too. And, god, was that hot. "Good." Niki turned and walked away from you, leaving you confused.

"Niki, what was that-"

"Go away, I'm embarrassed." he whined, plopping onto the bed and throwing a blanket over himself and hiding his face. You burst out in a fit of laughter. He really was too adorable. "Shut up!" He sat up wielding a pillow which he threw full force at you, sending you landing on your ass. You sat on the floor laughing at how cute your boyfriend was.

☆ When he's sitting next to you, he would lean on you and put an arm around your back, holding onto your waist. The other hand would rest on your stomach because Riki tends to rub people's stomachs to show affection.

☆ If you're laying down, he will definitely lay across your stomach so you two are laying in a cross shape. He lies there despite being bigger than you are. Because he's so tall, he leans on his elbows to take some weight off you but still be able to lay together. He's so silly.

☆ While you lie on your stomach with Riki next to you, you would throw your leg across his body almost like you were climbing on him. He would instinctively rub your leg, holding your waist with his other hand.

☆ Swear on everything, Riki would most definitely make you food and have you sit on the counter while he cooks. Whenever he would have a free hand, it would immediately go to your waist. He would take frequent breaks from cooking to place a few gentle kisses on your lips.

☆ Riki would love when you cuddle with him while curled up to his chest. You would look so small compared to him. He would lay there with you with his hands on your waist. To Riki, you were so cute that he wanted to hold you close and hide you from everyone else because you were only his.

박종성 | Jongseong

You turned away from Jay, tears pricking your eyes. It was typical for him to be a bit irritable after a long day but he was pretty good at not taking out his frustration on you. Today, though, he had lashed out and yelled at you. The regret hit him as soon as you turned your back to him and he could hear small sniffles from you. His legs felt like jelly as he began to walk toward you. Jay's arms wrapped tightly around your waist as he dipped his head down into the crook of your neck. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, baby." he whispered, muffled from nuzzling into your neck. "I'll never yell at you ever again, I promise." he said, kissing your neck in between words.

심재윤 | Jaeyun

Jake wasn't one to get easily upset and definitely no one to yell but today something in him made him more upset than usual. He was pissed off and ended up shouting at you, ending in you storming out of your apartment. Now you were in your own living room sulking about it. You heard a knock, making you groan as you slowly dragged your feet to the door. As soon as the door knob was turned, the person on the other side slammed it open. There was Jake with several snack filled shopping bags in his arms. He knew that snacks always made you feel better. "Damn it, I had a whole apology speech but you're so pretty that I forgot it already." The bags were dropped to the floor as Jake attacked you with a huge bear hug.

박성훈 | Sunghoon

You turned your back to him, folding your arms across your chest. He placed a hand on your waist, attempting to hug you from behind. "Wait, baby I'm sorry. Don't-" He was cut off by you walking away from him. His eyes widened before he began to chase after you. Sunghoon reached out to grab the back of your shirt but you shook your shoulders, releasing yourself from his grip. He tried again and again but somehow you were a pro escape artist. He resorted to grabbing your hair to stop you. You winced and turned around to try to escape. Just what he wanted you to do. He quickly pulled you toward him, placing his lips on yours. His hand was tangled in your hair as he apologized over and over again between kisses.

김선우 | Sunoo

"I'm.. I'm really sorry." Sunoo whispered with sincerity in his tone. You ignored him though. "Hey. Are you listening to me?" He asked, poking at your cheeks. He cupped your face and put his own face super close to yours. Then he scrunched his eyebrows together as his lips curled into a pout. "Ya, answer me. I said I'm sorry and I meant it." All you did was avert your eyes, causing him to grumble. "Fine. Then I'm going to be unresistably cute until you forgive me." He grabbed your face and turned it towards as his lips formed a thin smile. You couldn't hide the smile tugging at the corners of your mouth. As soon as he saw your smile, he cheered and hugged you tightly.

양정원 | Jungwon

"Oh shit-" he gasped, slapping a hand over his mouth. "I'm sorry, my love. I- I didn't mean that." Jungwons voice trembled as he reached for you, only to be met by your shocked expression. He bit his lip, trying to hold back the tears forming in his eyes. He was even more upset at his own actions than you were. "Angel? Will you please forgive me?" He whispered, hooking his fingers on the belt loops of your pants. He pulled you close to his body and placed a soft kiss on your lips. Then he began kissing all over your face, followed by an apology every time.

니키 | Niki

You furrowed your eyebrows after Niki had finished yelling at you. His ears turned red like they always do when he's ashamed. "Fuck, I'm sorry. You know i would never-" You cut him off by telling him to shut up. His mood changed like a switch as his tongue poked the inside of his cheek. "Alright, fine." His fist clenched before he threw a punch that landed just inches from your face. But for some reason it had just missed you. Out of pure instinct, you threw a punch back, hitting him in the stomach. You gasped, putting a hand up to your mouth in shock at what you did. "Nice punch, baby. Feel better now?" Then you remembered that he had told you once to just hit him if you were upset with him. "O-oh... yeah.."

A few days ago, your boyfriend, Jaeyun, announced that he was invited to participate in a tournament for his favorite shooting game. Now you were stuck on his couch with nothing to do but watch show after show. Of course you were happy for him. After all, he was personally invited to compete in his favorite game! But at the same time, you were upset a mere game had the ability of stealing your boyfriend away from you. He told you. That this tournament could take all day which pissed you off, although you could never admit to that Jaeyun. He was so excited to compete, you wouldn’t want to spoil that for him.

But now, you were bored out of your mind. You were so bored that you couldn’t even pay attention to what as playing on the tv anymore. You just sat there on the couch, spacing out until the sound of the tv was just static to you.

It had already been hours and in your trance of boredom came one thought. One single idea that made you feel a certain way, an unmistakable throb between your thighs. And that thought? Your boyfriend. Your sweet, caring, handsome… hot… sexy boyfriend…

But he was fucking busy.

You couldn’t bear being away from him. He was always just there with you, always by your side. One day without him was unbearable. You ran your hands down your face in frustration, staring up at the ceiling. If hell on earth was real, this was it. As dramatic as it sounded, this was pure torture. Your boyfriend was literally in the same house as you, only one wall away, but you couldn’t be with him. You couldn’t distract him or he would lose his place in this tournament.

Oh well

You stood from the couch abruptly, with a new sense of determination. The sound of your footsteps echoed through the quiet house as you padded down the hallway from the living room to Jaeyuns bedroom. You slowly opened the door, careful not to make much noise. It wasn’t of much use though. Your boyfriend noticed you entering the room immediately and flashed a quick smile that made your thighs clench in desperation. And he didn’t miss it. No. He definitely noticed the small action and swallowed hard.

Jaeyun is smart. Not just book smart, but socially smart. He noticed when your emotions changed and every shift in your demeanor. He could read you so easily like an open book. Right now, he could absolutely tell what you were feeling. With the idea now in his mind, he was feeling it too.

You plopped down dramatically onto his bed, throwing your arms out to the sides like a starfish. “Are you almost done Jae?” You asked in a bored tone that came out as more of a whine. All he did was chuckle softly which made you even more frustrated. His voice was like honey and it pissed you off but also made your thighs clench even more.

“Sorry baby, I’m only half way done.” He sighed sympathetically, sensing your frustration. You groaned and threw your arms over your face to which he frowned to himself. The sound of him still clicking away at the keyboard made you all the more upset. The pent up boredom and irritation didn’t solve the ache between your legs either. Your thighs clenched tighter, only making it worse. Jaeyun glanced over at you for only a moment but your reaction stuck with him. He chewed at his lip and felt his pants start to tighten.

“Fuck. J-just come over here.” His voice cut through the silence, causing your head to perk up. You didn’t hesitate to jump to your feet and step over to his desk. He reached out an arm and pushed his chair back just slightly, inviting you to sit. “Come. Sit with me.” He whispered, huskier than intended. You hesitated before swinging a leg over his lap, straddling him in his chair.

As soon as you sat down, you felt the unmistakable hardness beneath you. “Jae-‘

“I know,” he interrupted. “I wish this would go quicker too.” He whispered and placed a gentle kiss to your shoulder.

“It’s been hours…” you groaned, forehead now resting on his shoulder. “This is torture.”

He chuckled at that and rubbed your back reassuringly a few times before his hand went back to his mouse. The room became silent beside the sound of clicking for a few moments. Then he spoke again. “I need you just as bad as you need me, baby. I promise you, as soon as I’m done, you’ll have me all to yourself again.” His first sentence made your legs tighten around his waist. And boy did he notice. The tent in his pants grew, becoming even more noticeable, almost like the universe was teasing you. Like a carrot tied to a stick, the universe was dangling it right in front of you but you couldn’t have it. But you needed it so bad.

Another hour or two passed and the tournament still wasn’t over. Staying still was becoming a struggle. Anytime you would move even an inch, Jaeyun would hiss and grab your hip to still you. At this point, it was almost impossible not to move. You just needed to feel something.

You whined against his shoulder, trying your hardest not to move. “Yunnie can I just-“

“Please…” he interrupted with a breathy whisper. “please just sit on it” Your eyes immediately widened and you picked your head up to meet his gaze. His face was flushed and eyes glassy with desire as he looked at you with barely contained desperation. “Please?” He breathed out one more time. You nodded once before rushing to remove your pants. Jaeyun quickly fumbled with his belt and yanked down the zipper of his jeans, freeing his aching cock.

“Are you sure? I don’t wanna distract you…” you mumbled and bit your lip.

“Just do it… but… sit still.” He whispered, pleading with his eyes. With his confirmation, you didn’t hesitate to line yourself up and sink down. You hissed in unison, finally easing the ache you were both feeling for hours. Once you were fully seated, your boyfriend kissed your neck once, then twice before going back to his game. “You better stay still. You’re my good luck charm for the rest of the tournament.” You nodded and wrapped your arms around his neck. Just merely having him inside of you was enough to hold you off until he was done with this stupid competition.

As your boyfriend went on with his game, you tried to occupy yourself with anything. Literally anything that will pass the time. You had been kissing his neck for a short while before being scolded for distracting him. You only chuckled at that but knew not to keep doing it. Instead, you opted for playing with his hair. It wasn’t distracting for him and it kept you occupied. Though, not even that could keep you happy for long. You tried playing with the string of his hoodie or the hem of your own shirt just to pass time. All you could really do was wait patiently.

And stay very still.

After a while though, waiting became boring again. Your hips moved and he inhaled sharply before his hand comes flying to your waist, stopping any further movement.

“Just stay still. I’m almost done.” Jaeyun groaned huskily. You could clearly tell how much he was holding back. He needed it just as much as you did and the wait was painful. Not just for you but for him too.

Suddenly, Jaeyun gasped. “Oh my god… this is the last game.” He announced. You immediately picked your head up and stared at him with shock. “Fuck yes.” He cheered, preparing himself for the final stretch of the tournament.

“You got this, Jae. I believe in you baby.” You kissed his cheek for good luck before the last round begun. Now he was really focused, tapping aggressively at the keyboard like it was life or death.

You could see him defeat opponents from the opposing team over your shoulder. It was truly impressive. “Yessss there’s one person left on the enemy team.” He rambled as his excitement grew. “My team is actually so goated.” You chucked at his burst of energy and excitement. Then you felt his hips buck once. You. Almost thought it was on accident. Then he did it again. Now it was no longer unintentional.

“Jae…” you warned him.

“I don’t care. My teams got this.” He replied with confidence. “I just… need to feel a little bit.” This time his voice came out a little shaky. You could tell his team would win either way so you gave in. All you gave was a small roll of your hips but just that had him hissing. He bit his lip and shifted a few times under you, now only half focused on the last few seconds of the game.

“Come on Yunnie, you got this” you whispered breathily in his ear, making him buck up into you again.

Then he threw his hands up, startling you and making you jump slightly. “We won!” He exclaimed. Your jaw dropped and he looked at you with those signature puppy eyes. He was smiling from ear to ear, the same smile you fell so deeply in love with. Ina split second his demeanor changed. It was like a light switched flipped. He quickly lifted you off of him, making you whine. Then he stood and shoved you harshly against the edge of the desk, swiping the keyboard a mouse to the side. Jaeyun gripped your chin, earning a gasp from you. “The rest of tonight is all about you, pretty girl.” He rasped out before slamming into you. He quickly kissed your lips, swallowing the sharp moan that came from you.

And fuck, was it a long night…

A/N (again): This was supposed to be posted yesterday but it was genuinely an awful fucking day. I couldn’t bring myself to write at all, let alone post. Sorry its delayed and a bit rushed but i hope u like it <3