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𝓨𝓮𝓸𝓷 𝓢𝓲-𝓮𝓾𝓷

His grey jacket:

Sieun was looking for it from his room, then he walked by to your door and knock as he comes in, “Y/N have you seen my…”

You turn to him while eating some snacks in watching your kdrama series, you just smiled and wave at him in passing him some chips, “You want some?”

He look at his grey jacket and became hesitant, in which he excused himself, “I’m just gonna go get my other jacket,” then he closed the door and flee away, leaving you giggled.

𝓐𝓱𝓷 𝓢𝓾-𝓱𝓸

His red under amour jacket:

“Hey honey, have you seen my…”

Suho watched you punching against a punching bag left and right, wearing his jacket as you snapped your neck left and right, then he come forward only you almost accidentally hit him.

But he caught your fist and you were shocked. “Oh shit! Suho!” you freak out and touched his face, “are you okay, did I hurt you?”

“No, it was my fault, I shouldn’t interfere and uhh… looks like I found my jacket,” he smiled.

“Oh, you can have it back,” you said, removing his jacket and pass it back to him.

He took his red jacket and said, “You know you look cute when you’re wearing mine.”

You blushed while he laughed and pinched your cheeks.

𝓞𝓱 𝓑𝓮𝓸𝓶-𝓼𝓮𝓸𝓴

His glasses:

“Y/N give it back!”

You wear it for a moment and asks, “What do you think?”

Beomseok sighs and rest his head against his knuckles while looking at you, “Y/N, you’re hurting your eyesight,” he said in worries.

“Oh come on, just be honest with me, what do you think of me of having glasses?”

He takes a deep breath and softly gaze at you, “You look just as pretty as anything.”

You were speechless and removed his glasses off then pass it back. As you watch him putting on and look at you.

“I hated it when you say it out in sorrow and a bit poetic.”

He smiled at you and slowly said, “I love you, you know…”

Your eyes glint and weakly smile, “Yes, you do… silly…”

𝓑𝓪𝓴𝓾 | 𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓗𝓾-𝓶𝓲𝓷

His red Baksal number 10 shirt:

This man right here is about to tease you, just because it looks so big on you that he would laugh at you. You came pouting at him, while you two play basketball as he was sneaky in grabbing the basketball away from you, then throws it to the hoop.

“Nice shot, you bully!”

“Hey, don’t be that grumpy, I think you look adorable in it.”

“Shut up!”

𝓖𝓸 𝓗𝔂𝓾𝓷-𝓽𝓪𝓴

His blue hoodie:

You were wiggling the sleeves left and right, showing how big it is while Gotak turns around in hiding the fact that his heart already beat faster, through your atrocious of cuteness.

He takes a deep breath in turning around as he took a photo of you, what’s more to know is that he kept it in his lock screen to his phone.

𝓢𝓮𝓸 𝓙𝓾𝓷-𝓽𝓪𝓮

His glasses:

“Y/N, you’re hurting your eyes! I even can’t see!”

You took a photo of yourself and pass it back to him, then you show it to him while he puts it on.

“Do you think I look pretty?”

He laughed happily.

“Hmm… so what if you’re more than pretty, does that count?”

𝓙𝓮𝓸𝓷 𝓨𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰-𝓫𝓲𝓷

His temperature printed denim jacket:

Just straight up bully you and telling you that you look ugly as an insult, but deep down he really is flustered so hard to get his fucking shitty mouth, in able to talk his true feelings, yet he is stupid and embarrassed to even tell it to you.

He is such a pussy to even be honest, that he denies and kept insulting you in a way.

“You look beautiful.”

“What?”

“I said you look shitty!”

You stood there and laughed and had heard it all from him.

𝓚𝓪𝓷𝓰 𝓦𝓸𝓸-𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰

His grey hoodie:

Would smirk at you and pulls his own eyes on his hoodie then to you, “Cute… you know what’s something more than just cute, you didn’t even wear anything underneath rather a damn lingerie would do anything about it.”

He pulled you by the ass as his fingertips drag down underneath your lingerie.

“I prefer when you weren’t wearing my hoodie, makes you look more like a slut.”

He laughs.

𝓝𝓪 𝓑𝓪𝓮𝓴-𝓳𝓲𝓷

His white turtleneck sweater:

Was behind you distance away, staring at you with his white turtleneck, looking up and down in checking on you.

He hugged you from the behind and hid his face against your shoulder, then you turn to him and asks, “Tired?”

“Hmm…”

And lowly sigh as he lay his chin towards your shoulder, looking down at your tits then eventually down to his hand, and enters under his white turtleneck sweater.

Baekjin kissed the back of your neck and push you, in leaning you against the marble by the counter. Just then you were being pin towards the counter by the neck, while you turn in such a vulnerable state that he blankly look down.

Lifting up that bottom hem in putting down that pantie off of you, that is now hanging towards your knee. He got so serious that he start to fuck you from the back, after you felt his whole had entered inside of you.

“B-Baekjin…” you moan his name.

𝓖𝓮𝓾𝓶 𝓢𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰-𝓳𝓮

His glasses and one of his windbreaker jacket:

“Oh that bitch again,” he mutters, looking at your door, “just took my glasses.”

Seongje comes around at your door then you enter outside, just then he was confused or likely amused. You suddenly impersonate his attitude way too much and stare at him blankly, “Seongje, you got a problem?”

He snorted and laughed.

“Wow, is that how I sound like?” he nods, “right a girly version of me.”

You slowly smile and laughed just like him which makes him more amused, that you capture his essence perfectly.

“What do you think of that?”

Seongje sighs and pout and looked down on you.

“Hmm… you know, I had this weird dream when you were wearing my jacket and glasses, while one of us is like…” then he fastened in griping lightly towards your neck, pushing you back to your room in against the wall. He goes closer to your ear and whispered, “…this…” as he licked his teeth in hunger.

You were still in your first week of classes at your new school: Eunjang High School. It didn't take you long to figure out the roles of each one, but you didn't fit into any of them. You weren't athletic, you didn't play any sports, you didn't fight, you weren't the most popular or the smartest.

You didn't usually start conversations, but if someone approached you and started talking, you would do it without any problem. However, no one had approached you yet, and maybe it was because of your somewhat grumpy appearance and not very friendly expression. But you were cool; still, you didn't have any friends or roles or positions in the school.

You enter the school and walk down the hallway with headphones on, without listening to any music. You walk slowly, starting to hear a commotion approaching. You don't care until you hear loud laughter and some people laughing a little more quietly. You get scared and lean against the wall, seeing a tall guy laughing and greeting people, followed by several others. Park Hu Min, or Baku, as everyone knew him, was the "leader" of the school. He had beaten up some guys from a gang that was chasing Eunjang. You didn't understand much about these things, so you didn't think much about it. But you knew one thing: Hu Min was loud, very loud.

He walks past you and your eyes meet. He winks in your direction and, when he's no longer looking, you grimace, frowning and finding what he did strange. After the crowd leaves, you go into your classroom and wait for class to start.

It’s lunchtime and you’re in the stands, watching a group of boys play basketball on the court. You eat a snack and drink some strawberry milk that a boy with glasses gave you as an apology after he bumped into you while running through the hallways. You watch Hu Min dribble the ball quickly and make a basket, yelling and hugging his best friend. You startle when he yells, even though he’s wearing headphones. The main reason you wear headphones all the time is to drown out loud noises, since you’re extremely sensitive to sounds.

You go back to eating, distracting yourself with the boys playing, and it doesn’t take long for you to get startled again by a boy sitting next to you. Park Hu Min. You look at him with raised eyebrows and a full mouth, staring at him like he’s the strangest being you’ve ever seen.

– Hello, pretty girl, – He smiles, leaning on his hands as he spreads his legs a little, looking a little sloppy.

– Hi – You say with your mouth full, trying to swallow the food.

– What is such a beautiful princess doing here alone?

– Eating – You answer dryly, wanting him to speak a little more quietly.

– You know what? – He points at you – I don’t think you’re a princess; you’re a thief, because you stole my heart. – He winks at you.

– What? – You didn’t understand if that was a compliment or an insult.

– What’s your name, cutie? – He approaches. But, thank heavens, before you can answer, a boy in blue shouts calling him; when Hu Min looks at the boy, you quickly leave in silence. And when you’re already far away, you hear him calling you, but you don’t look back and go straight to your class again.

It's been a few days since Humin last spoke to you, and you had avoided him like the plague during those days. If you saw or heard him in the hallways, you hid; you didn't go to the court anymore, because you knew he would be there with his friends. One day, you were in your class and saw him appearing at the door. You quickly crouched down, intending to hide. He shouts your name and you wonder how he found out your name and your class. No one answers, because probably no one remembered your name. When he leaves, you look up, seeing a boy looking at you with a bored face: Yeon Sieun. You realize that you used the table and his body to hide; embarrassed, you get up and go to your table. But, one day, Humin unfortunately found you. You were in the cafeteria, with headphones on, trying to drown out the noise. You are startled again by someone sitting next to you quickly, making you choke on your food and start coughing;  Someone pats your back as you grab your juice to drink. Stopping coughing, you see Humin next to you.

– Are you trying to kill me? – You ask loudly, still out of breath.

– Me? Kill you? No, no, no… – He moves his hands quickly as he explains to you – I would never want to kill the love of my life.

You just look at him in disbelief, picking up your tray as you leave and muttering “weird” to yourself.

It had been a few days, and you kept avoiding him. In the last few days, you had noticed the boy, seeing that he and his friend Gotak had been getting closer to Sieun and Juntae. They were a bit of a strange foursome, and it was funny to see the four of them together.

You walked home; this time, you decided to take a different route, one that wasn't full of people. You put your hands in your sweatshirt pockets, feeling a folded piece of paper, and smiled thinking about what it was: a little letter you found under your desk, signed with the name "Baku". It was a romantic letter, written in a not-so-pretty but legible handwriting. You couldn't help but laugh when you finished reading it, after lunch; you put it in your sweatshirt pocket as soon as class started. You thought it was cute, since you always wanted to get a love letter, but you never imagined it would be from him.

You walk down an alley, seeing a message on the wall that says "No Fighting, Eunjang High School", signed with the boy's name, exactly like in your letter. You keep walking until you see three boys entering the alley. You continue, attentive and cautious, holding the pen tightly in your other pocket. You used to carry a pen in your pocket, since you never knew when you would need one.

They were from another school and, when they see your uniform, they start talking to you. But you ignore them; they step in front of you, blocking your way.

– Hey, kitty, where are you going? – Asks the middle boy, with his hands in his pants pockets.

– She's from Eunjang! – He states the obvious, giving you a mischievous look while his hands shake.

– Move out of the way. – You say in the strongest voice you can. They stop laughing and look at you.

– What did you say? – Asks one of them, angrily.

– Get out of my way, idiots! – You says more firmly.

The boy in the middle advances towards you and you quickly pull the pen out, stabbing him in the shoulder. He yells some curse and you pull the pen back, making him fall to the floor near the wall. The other two boys come towards you and you even manage to cut one of their arms; but the other holds you back and makes you drop the pen.

– You cut me, you crazy bitch!! – He yells in your face and you struggle trying to get out of his grip. But the boy who yelled at you punches you hard in the face and you fall dizzy when he lets go of you. It's the first time you've been punched and it hurts more than you imagined. You put your hand on your nose and feel something wet; when you put your hand in front of your eyes, everything is still blurry, but you can make out the red color of your blood.

You hear a commotion as if it were a fight, but you don't try to see what it is.  When the noises stop and your vision starts to return, you see Humin approaching and crouching next to you.

– Are you okay?! – He asks worriedly, touching your face with both hands.

– They broke my nose… – You whimper.

– Let me see… – He lifts your face, analyzing it. – It’s not broken – He reassures.

– Come on, let’s go to my house to clean up this blood, – He carries you on his back.

– No… My house is close by – He agrees and guides you to his house.

You arrive at your house and go inside, heading towards your room. Humin leaves you on the bed and goes to the bathroom, grabbing the first aid kit. It's a good thing your parents weren't home; they would freak out if they saw you with a bloody nose. He sits down next to you and starts cleaning the blood.

– How do you know how to take care of wounds so well? – You ask curiously, since he seemed like a professional doing it.

– I get hurt a lot, you know? I play basketball and I also get into a lot of fights. – He explains. – Aren't your parents home?

– No, they went on a trip… – You say. – Will I get a bruise? – Your parents couldn't even dream of what happened.

– Probably not, but if I do, it won't be very obvious. – He sets the cotton aside. – There you go!– He puts the materials he used away and throws them in the trash. He comes back and sits down next to you.

– You look like a friend of mine;  He loves to poke people with pens. – He says.

You laugh and look at him. – Yeon Sieun. – You already knew the story that was circulating at school about the boy. Humin mumbles an "exactly".

– Did you see my letter? – He comes closer with a smile on his face.

You mumble in agreement – ​​I threw it away. – You lie in a simple tone, but try not to laugh when you see the boy's incredulous face. You pull the letter out of your coat pocket and throw it near him. He opens a smile from ear to ear.

– I knew you loved me too! – He claps his hands happily.

– Calm down, it's not like that! – You don't love him, but he's cute and funny too, and the letter made you look at him differently.

– I have time to change your mind. – He looks at you so intensely that you feel embarrassed. The atmosphere in the room gets more tense, but not in a bad way.  He still analyzes you and looks deep into your eyes.

– Come here... – His tone of voice changes, becoming more serious as he calls you with his hand. You get up and sit next to him. But he rolls his eyes and spreads his legs wider as he places you on his lap.

– What are you doing? – You ask with wide eyes.

– Making you change your mind. – He places his hand on the back of your neck. – Do you want it?

You don't think twice before nodding and saying "Yes, I want it" in a whisper. He also doesn't think twice before closing the space between your lips.

The kiss is easy at first. You notice him testing the limits, moving his hand from the back of your neck to your waist and asking for his tongue to enter your mouth, which you immediately grant, feeling the muscle invade your mouth, making the kiss more intense. You don't even notice when his hands are on your ass, helping you to grind on his lap, and you also didn't notice when he yanked open your school shirt, making the buttons fly across the room, exposing your bra.

He lifts you off his lap, leaving you sitting on the edge of the bed. You don't understand what he's going to do until he spreads your legs and kneels between them. The boy smiles and kisses your thighs, and you shiver. He brings his hands to your shirt and pulls the fabric from your shoulders, pulling your bra down, freeing your breasts. He looks at them and comes closer, kissing your collarbone, before lightly kissing each of your nipples and you arch towards him.

The boy returns to between your legs, calmly taking off your panties and hiding his head under the fabric of your skirt. You feel his hot breath against your wet intimacy, and without warning he separates the lips of your pussy and gives a big lick, making you let out a loud moan and close your eyes tightly and do the same with your legs, he spreads your legs with his big hands, pulling your thighs to his shoulders. Humin begins to suck your clitoris and lick it like a hungry man, you lean on the bed with your hands and moan loudly, the boy runs his tongue from your entrance to your clitoris, sucking hard, making you scream and arch. You feel the tears blurring your vision and bring your fist to your mouth, biting down to muffle your moans. He sticks his tongue in your entrance and you shudder, he does the same movement a few times before pulling away and sticking a finger in your pussy, moving right after, you cry and grip the hem of your skirt.  He puts another finger in and you feel full, your pussy burns with the lack of habit. Seeing how much you are squeezing his fingers, Humin goes back to sucking your clit, making you relax your grip on his fingers, allowing him to move them. He starts slowly, still sucking you, speeding up each time you moan louder and soon he is already thrusting with his fingers quickly while sucking you and you can hear how wet you are, you feel hot and tight, already seeing stars. Your hands go to his hair when you start to feel something approaching, you scream and your arms almost give out when the knot in your stomach breaks, you feel a wave of pleasure, you shudder and writhe, but Humin doesn't stop, leaving you whimpering and crying with the sensitivity, and consequently he stops after a while, the boy looks at you and gives you a kiss on the lips. 

Humin lays you down as he climbs on top of you, he kisses your cheek and forehead, you hug his shoulders and pull him into a slow kiss, you wrap your legs around his hips, he looks into your eyes.

– Are you sure about that? – He asks quietly.

– Yes, I am – When you say it, he goes straight to your breasts, taking your nipple in his mouth, sucking it, he caresses your thighs, lifting your skirt, leaving it on your hips, his mouth releases your nipples and he looks at your pussy.

– You are so beautiful...– He is already putting his hand on his belt, taking it off and pulling his pants and underwear together.

You widen your eyes when you look at his pelvis. He is big, very big. You get nervous, maybe he won't fit you.

He laughs at your reaction – Touch it. – He asks, but when he sees that you don't, he takes your hand and puts it around his shaft.

It is soft and you almost don't wrap the whole shaft with your hand. You start stroking, seeing a drop of pre-cum fall on your belly, he continues with a small smile looking at you.  He takes your hand away and fits it between your legs, passing the tip through your pussy, he fits it at your entrance and starts to push slowly, but when he puts the whole tip in, you feel yourself being torn, you complain "stop, stop". He does, rubbing your clit very lightly and leans in to kiss you, but when he gets closer, his cock slides deeper into you, making you whimper.

It takes a while until he's completely inside you, but when his hips are pressed against yours, you feel full, about to cum, your eyes are wet and you're shaking, and Humin still plays with your breasts. He starts to thrust slowly, and you feel that familiar wave of pleasure returning.

– S-Stop! – You stutter – I'm going to cum! – He laughs mockingly, grabbing your legs and pressing them to you chest, giving a deeper angle to his cock. He pulls out of you and comes back in hard, you scream and he keeps doing it.  With just five thrusts you cum on his cock, he continues, despite your sensitivity.

You hear Humin's deep moans increase in volume, he's almost screaming, and what you expected would bother you turns you on even more.

– You're so tight! – He moans, pressing his weight into your legs, speeding up the pace even more.

You feel small beneath him and this makes you extremely sensitive, with these thoughts you feel your climax approaching and you don't know if you can handle a third orgasm, but at this moment it's the only thing you want.

He pulls away abruptly before you can cum and he lies down on the bed pulling you onto his lap, he grabs your hips, placing you on top of his cock and slamming you hard into his pelvis, you open your mouth in a silent scream at the sudden invasion and more tears fall from your eyes, he leaves his hands on you as support. You lean on his strong chest and start moving up and down on his cock with his help. You lower your gaze, directing it to where you are connected, and on your belly, you see a bulge that appears and disappears as Humin's cock enters and leaves your pussy, you moan broken and low seeing this, Humin follows your gaze and realizes what you saw and smiles satisfied seeing his cock marking your belly.

– Look, do you see how deep I'm in you? – He takes your hand and places it on your belly, and you feel the volume. He puts pressure on your hand making your hand squeeze your belly making the angle change and you feel fuller.

– Do you like this?  – He moans loudly and you head shakes in agreement desperately.

He holds you still on his lap and begins to lift his pelvis towards you violently, he leaves one hand still holding yours against the bulge in your belly and with the other he grabs your hips moving you according to his movements.

You are exhausted, with your eyes rolled back and moaning without caring who can hear as he destroys your pussy with desire. The climax approaches again, but this time much stronger, much more intense, much faster, and you scream along with him and with the euphoria of the orgasm, you don't even feel that you have wet the boy's entire abdomen and the bed with your squirt, you fall on his chest weak and with your vision darkened, still feeling the violent thrusts pressing on your cervix and the jets of sperm inside your pussy.

You take a while to recover, and when your consciousness returns completely, you feel the boy's hands caressing your hair, and a few light kisses on your forehead.   You snuggle closer to his chest, wiping your tears with your hand, feeling a slight pain in your nose.

You lift your head, seeing the boy's gaze on you and that characteristic smile. You approach and give the boy a long kiss on the lips. He smiles between the kiss and when you pull away, he asks:

It had been hours since the last time you’ve gotten attention from your boyfriend. You came over to have fun yet he’s been playing games and streaming the whole time you’ve been there. It was so annoying, especially because you craving his touch so bad.

You laid on his bed scrolling on your phone, you have said anything or done anything due to the fact you could slightly be seen in the back of his stream. You were wearing super short shorts, so some comments talked about you, leaving compliments or just straight up saying sexual things.

“Who’s the hottie in the back? Do you mind sharing? She’s fine as fuck.”

A paid comment read out.

“Hey comment something about my girl again and I’ll find you and beat the shit out of you.”

Seongje stared into the camera with a straight and stern face before looking back to the game. His teammates laughs spilling from his headphones.

You couldn’t lie and say you didn’t find it hot. Him being overprotective over a losers comment turned you on. You liked when he would get jealous and upset over the littlest thing. You smiled before sitting up, making sure you were in frame of the camera. You waved at the camera and took the hair tie that was on your wrist and put your hair into a ponytail. Moving as slow as you could, you unzipped your jacket and revealed your low cut tank top, and then taking the jacket fully off revealing your arms. Soon another paid comment appeared on screen and read out.

“LOLOL seems like your girlfriend doesn’t care about the comments, how much do we have to pay for her to do more?”

Seongje’s reaction was just what you wanted, he whipped around in his chair before turning back around and pausing the stream. You were sure the viewers were wondering what was about to happen due to the streaming cutting to a “stream will be back” screen, and his teammates he went mute and “afk” on.

“What the fuck are you doing?”

He stood up walking to you.

“I came here for attention, not to get ignored. Your fans gave me more attention than you have this whole time, I might as well give them a prize, right?”

You shrugged.

“Prize? Are you serious right now? Are you going crazy or something?”

“Mhm.. maybe.”

You said putting your finger on his chest before using it to trace down his body until you reached his pants waist line.

“You can keep streaming.. but I want to have my fun. I promise I won’t be too distracting.”

You signaled to his desk.

He let out a sigh before pushing up his glasses and nodding his head.

When he sat back down you crawled under his gaming desk, you didn’t do anything at first, leaving him with the idea that maybe you just wanted to be closer to him and get a little bit more attention then earlier. He turned back on the stream and went back to gaming. The chat of course wondering where you went, asking he had kicked you out. He ignored those questions and started talking to his teammates again, apologizing for being Away from the game. He started to talk to the chat again, after a few minutes and forgetting that you were there.

You used this to your advantage, you reached to his waistline once again, tracing it before you reached inside of his pants. Catching him off guard, he looked down at you in a swiftness, only to see you smiling with him in your hand. He looked back up and looked at the camera, making sure they couldn’t see what was going on before pretending there was nothing wrong. He hardened in your hand, he was into this way more than you thought he would be. You started to lick him, starting from this base and moving up to his tip, licking in circles around his tip. His leg started to bounce in response. You could hear him from above forcing himself to talk to his teammates, it was funny to you causing you to quietly giggle against his dick. His face was flushed, he was burning up.

“You feeling ok? I’m watching your stream right now.”

You could hear one of his teammates say through his headphones.

“Yea—yeah it’s just really hot in here.”

He forced himself to say.

This was your sign to finally put him in your mouth, you liked how he was sounding, and you wanted to hear more. You slowly started to put him in your warm and wet mouth, causing him to shutter and look down at you, making eye contact. He once again looked up and tried to focus on the game, no matter what was going on he wasn’t gonna lose.

“Ha— fuck I’m behind in the game..”

He said with a slight groan.

You forced yourself to go at a faster pace, pushing yourself farther down on him, trying to fit as much as you could in your mouth. You could hear his keyboard keys and mouse sounds get more aggressive and louder, he was trying to force himself to pay attention to the game and not you, which frustrated him, causing him to force down on the keys at an unsteady rate.

Him and his teamed ended up losing due to how his skills weren’t the same.

“FUCK”

His fist slammed on the desk above you. He didn’t know what to do, get mad at you for doing this or him forgetting what you were under there for. He started to talk to himself, random nonsense about the game spewing out of his mouth and a few curse words, he didn’t know what he was saying but he was at all means trying to avoid cussing you out on camera. Of course that ended up happening anyways, his nonsense about the game ended up turning into him ranting about how dirty his girl was. Everything being incoherent and confusing but there were people in the chat that ended up catching onto what was going on. The chat started the blow up about the situation, some laughing, being jealous, or asking if he could show what was happening under the table. He didn’t read any of the comments, there’s no way he could, his vision was blurring from pleasure. He leaned back in his chair and removed one of his hands from the desk and reached underneath the desk, grabbing a handful of your hair. He was close to cumming, using that grip to force you to go at a speed he wanted to reach that climax. It didn’t take long for the camera to catch him covering his mouth and arching. He held you in that position until he came down from his high and pulled you back. All that could be heard was the loud coughing and choking.

“Shit. I— I gotta go.”

He quickly turned off the stream and game. His face was flushed, he was embarrassed that his friends and fans saw him in that state, but at the same time it showed everyone who you belonged too. You weren’t giving head to just anyone.

“Attention? Attention right? You want more of it?”

Seongje said with a smile on his face.

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ahn suho

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let's be honest, this man loves your ass so much, he just can't live without it. So you're not going to be surprised when one day he just asks, "can you sit on my face?" and because you love your boyfriend so much, you did it.

he eats pussy like he's thirsty or hungry all the time (canon), sucking and licking like a needy man. all you need to know is he encourages you to ride his face so he can "eat" properly.

you were on top of him, moving your hips, riding his face. his hands were on your tights, bouncing you with them.while you grab his black hair between your fingers, you use him.

when your knees fail and you sit completely with your whole weight, instead of worrying. he grabs your hips and keeps you there.

and, oh my god, he loves to eat your pussy as if it is his favorite food. he loves it.

he just moans at the thought of your pussy in his face; now imagine while you're actually sitting on it.

this man is a hungry man, and he loves to eat your pussy while you use him, and believe me. when you cum hard in his face, he's going to drink it all. <3

yeon sieun

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one day he was just stressed (something that happened really often because he's #1 in the class). he was so stressed that when he entered his room after coming from the academy and you were there immediately, he opened your legs just to suck your clit. </3

we can't judge; that day somebody bothered him, he almost exploded, but instead, he just distressed between your legs.

slurping, sucking, and wriggling his tongue on your clit. his hands were squeezing your thighs tightly, something that he loves to do when he eats you out. while your legs were squeezing his head.

and when you open your glassy eyes, you can see him eating at your folds with his eyes closed and frowning eyebrows like he was mad, and you can even see his jaw moving in a dirty way while he's eating you.

he just loves to slurp, suck your clit, and spread your folds with his tongue; just let him do it when he's stressed because when you cum in his tongue, he's going to need some attention between his legs. <3

oh beomseok

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he was just there, sitting on his knees. when he looked at you with his pretty eyes, you didn't hesitate to get close.

but now he's between your legs, in the same position as he was, but he was eating you out. his eyes close while you grab his hair with your fingers to pull him deeper. sucking your clit while eating messily.

his hands around your thighs, he moans directly on your clit. when you force his head to go deeper. he loves it, and you can see it on his face.

he didn't even remove his glasses, so when you see that they were foggy and disturbing you to use his face as your wish, you remove them, making him look at you.

he tried to say sorry, but you just shut him up with your folds on his lips, making him moan and squeeze your tights until it leave marks.

he just loves when you use him like this; he feels useful. So when you cum on his tongue, he makes sure to clean it entirely to make you congrats him. <3

parku (park hu-min)

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something about parku it’s that he loves more fuck you from behind.

he just said that he wanted to feel all the of the problems that the boys have; but he get addicted fucking your ass.

but when it’s about eating pussy, he just love spread your legs and dive into it.

and when i say dive into it, it’s dive into it.

he love licking it, try to put his tongue inside your folds, rub his nose aggressively with your clit; and everything while he press your ass.

he just love it, don’t blame him. blame him when he put his fingers inside of you while caressing your clit with his tongue and his other hand middle finger rubbing your butthole.

he’s amazed by the way you sound, the more you moan the more he’s going to introduce his middle finger in your ass.

he loves your ass i said?. so when you find yourself cuming hard with two fingers in your pussy, one inside your butthole and his tongue on your clit, he’s going to slurp it all, even your butthole.<3

gotak (go hyun tak)

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This man is a needy man. He needs your pussy in his face, but also your lips around his cock.

imagine he comeback tired of the training at the basketball club. when he takes a shower and see you on his shirt with nothing less than a pair of panties.

he’s done. and also, you are done.

because he’s going to ask you like the gentleman he is: to sit on his face and give him a blow job while you ride it. he forces you to move your ass, while he hears your gags sounds from his cock entering in your throat.

he likes to move his hips to get more deeper in your throat. he doesn’t concern about it certainly. because, he is training your throat for it. and he believe that his girl knows how to take it all.

when he fucks your mouth more rapidly, you know he’s about to come, but he also hug your hips, pressing his face in your pussy, moaning, licking and slurping your clit and folds.

when you cum on his face, he also cum in your mouth, filling that pretty sore (now) throat<3

keum seongje

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something about this mf is that he just love taking the control. and how dare you not to follow his commands…you know how you can end if you don’t do it.

so when he asked you nicely to arch your back and raise your butt. you did it.

but you didn’t expect that his tongue will explore all your pussy with a hungry needy actions. he was just amazed by your slickly pussy.

sometimes he stopped from licking it, only to slap it, calling you his slut and emphasizing how wet you are only with his mouth.

he love the sounds you make while he teases your clit with his tongue, while your hole fill with his fingers. you can see his smile on your mind, even though you weren’t watching him.

but he loves it, and he loves it even more when he separate his lips a little bit away from your pussy, and your ass went directly (almost like a tick) backward to find his mouth again.

he’s not going to deny your orgasm, you were his pretty little slut, now, let it go on his mouth, he’s going to drink it all and not stopping until you squirt his face

after all he wanted to get his face all wet just because of you<3

the request was made by @daughterof-aphrodit who asked for this when i already got the draft ready.

thank you for requesting.<3

like to see more of this, reblog if you think it’s worthy.

i wrote this at 1:30 am, sorry if it doesn’t make sense.

• he would have the biggest crush on you.

• he’ll constantly tell gotak about you, and he’d reply with, “just ask them out already!”, despite gotak’s relentless encouragement, it still took him some time to muster up the courage to ask you out.

• once you started dating, gotak became your child—occasionally tagging along on your dates. he’s glad that his best friend and the one he cares about the most get along so well. after all, he’s still grateful gotak gave him the push to take you out on a date.

• speaking of dates, he absolutely loves taking you out on picnics. he always packs your favorite snacks, along with a few new ones he thinks you’ll enjoy. and if you casually mention loving something he brought—he’ll quietly take a mental note of it.

• he is a total sweetheart but he doesn’t know it. what could be a simple “good morning :) see you later ❤️ please take care.” to him means the most to you. he is oblivious about the fact that he is the sweetest person ever. one time, he casually brought up that he wishes for your happiness with every passing shooting star.

• so so energetic and LOUD, it’s hard to keep up with it, but you love it anyway. he loves expressing his love for you publicly—and it can be a little embarrassing, but you love him all the same.

• he is 100% a good listener. baku can sense when something’s wrong and would always take the time to talk things through, whether it’s an issue or something weighing on your mind. he never lets you go to sleep with a heavy heart, and he swears by that.

• he is also funny—and that is one of the many reasons why you fell in love with him. baku’s the type to crack up the corniest jokes just to make you smile.

• he will teach you basketball. no questions asked.

• he loves holding your hands at public, a simple way of showing you’re his. also, before he leaves after walking you home—baku never misses a chance to give you a gentle kiss to your forehead.

• when the tension with the union began, you would always be there to patch baku up after a fight, tending to his wounds and his weary heart. you never fail to remind him to be careful—gently murmuring, “you know i don’t like seeing you get hurt like this, baku” and he’d offer a quiet “i can handle it,” and a soft kiss planted to your lips.

• if you think he was protective before, he would be overprotective now. your safety is always his top priority, especially now that the union is constantly after him.

• when he finds out the union tried to use you as a bait—he’d tear through anything in his way and move heaven and earth if he had to—because nothing matters more than getting you back.

• the guilt lingers in him after that incident. from patching you up, successfully fighting the union, and even after that—but you reassure him that it is not his fault. it never was and never will be.

You could always feel him watching you.

Baku wasn’t subtle about it. Never had been. Not since you first walked into Baekjin’s inner circle and dared to speak without being told to. Not since you showed up to a fight with blood on your knuckles and that satisfied little smirk still sitting on your lips.

He hated you.

Which meant you had him exactly where you wanted him.

“You’re staring again,” you said one night, flicking your cigarette ash onto the floor like you owned the damn warehouse.

He didn’t respond. Typical.

You let your eyes drift to where he leaned against the wall arms crossed, eyes sharp, lips in that permanent scowl. His jaw twitched when your gaze lingered.

You grinned. “I should start charging you for the attention.”

“I should tape your mouth shut,” he muttered under his breath.

You laughed, slow and low, and stepped closer just to test him. “And miss out on all the filthy things you want to hear from it? Shame.”

That jaw of his tightened again. Bingo.

Later that night, Baekjin told the two of you to clean up after a fight just you and Baku, surrounded by blood, broken glass, and furniture in ruins. You were both banged up but still standing. And still stubborn.

You bent to pick up a broken bottle, your shirt riding up just enough to show skin. You could feel his eyes on you like a second heat.

When you stood and turned, you caught him midglance. He didn’t look away fast enough.

“Caught you again,” you teased, stepping right into his space. “You want something, Baku?”

He didn’t move. Just glared. “You talk too much.”

“You think too much,” you countered, brushing a hand up his chest. “Your problem is you’re scared to do what you really want.”

He grabbed the wall beside your head with one hand, trapping you in. Your heart thudded, but you didn’t let it show.

“You don’t know what you’re playing with,” he growled.

You looked him dead in the eyes, a wicked grin tugging at your lips. “I do. That’s why I’m still playing.”

And that’s when he snapped.

His mouth was on yours like a crash hot, hungry, furious. You kissed him back just as hard, your teeth clashing, fingers tangled in his jacket. He tasted like frustration and control barely held, and you wanted more.

His hands were under your shirt in seconds, rough palms sliding up your ribs, thumbs flicking over your nipples, making you gasp into his mouth. He yanked your shirt up halfway and bit down on your lip until you whimpered.

“You like being a brat, don’t you?” he muttered, lips dragging down your throat. “Just begging to be put in your place.”

“I like watching you try,” you said, nails scraping down his neck.

He lifted you like it was nothing, gripping your thighs tight and pinning you against the nearest desk. Your back hit cold wood, and papers flew as he shoved them aside.

You stared up at him your breath quick, heart racing, but still in control. “Come on, then. Show me how much you hate me.”

He didn’t hesitate. Your jeans were gone in seconds. So were his. You didn’t even take your underwear off, he just shoved yours aside and lined himself up, fingers digging into your thighs.

Then he was inside you in one deep, punishing thrust.

You cried out, head falling back against the desk, the stretch sending heat up your spine. He was thick, deep, and rough from the start.

“You’ve been soaked since the second you walked in,” he said, voice ragged. “Weren’t you the one acting like you didn’t want this?”

You moaned, hips arching up to meet his thrusts. “Didn’t say I didn’t. I just wanted to see how long you could hold back.”

His fingers found your clit, rubbing fast, teasing and relentless. Your head was spinning his rhythm brutal, his hand skilled, his mouth dragging along your throat with little bites that promised bruises.

He was everywhere. Inside you, over you, owning you.

“I should keep you like this,” he growled, thrusting harder. “Mouth shut. Legs open.”

“You’d miss my mouth,” you whispered, gripping his shirt as he pounded into you. “You’re obsessed with it.”

“Damn right I am.”

He drove into you faster, the desk shaking beneath your back. You were close so close your whole body trembling as heat coiled tight in your core.

When it hit, it hit hard.

You came with a strangled moan, legs locked around him, nails digging into his back. Your whole body clenched, and he cursed under his breath, fucking you through it as you pulsed around him.

Then he followed, hips jerking, body shuddering as he came deep inside you with a low, guttural growl that sent chills down your spine.

For a few seconds, there was only breathing. Skin against skin. The echo of heat still in the air.

Then you opened your mouth.

“Told you you’d snap first.”

He looked down at you, still catching his breath, and rolled his eyes. “Next time I bring duct tape.”

You smirked, lazy and satisfied, fingers still playing with the hem of his shirt. “You can try. But then you wouldn’t get to hear me moan your name.”

He growled and kissed you again rough, bruising, addictive.

And deep down, you already knew..

There would be a next time.