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Hyunjin cringes at romance and anything that’s too lovey-dovey—all of it seems too artificial, too fake, too forced to be real. The very idea of PDA instantly puts him off, and he’d rather be single forever than be caught in the middle of a grand public gesture of love.

A public proposal? Hyunjin would never. He’d rather hop on TikTok trends every day of his life than do something as cringy as that in public. Feelings are personal and should stay private, is his motto.

However, this opinion is what makes it a bit difficult for him to date, but the main culprit is his job. Okay, and maybe his personality. Hyunjin’s aware that he’s the type of person who values alone time. He needs to be on his own to recharge. So, when he’s not working, he’s charging his batteries by drawing, painting, being artistic, or simply taking himself out on a coffee or food date.

When you date someone, they don’t really understand this need unless they’re similar. What girlfriend wouldn’t get offended if you turn down her invitation to hang out just to go out by yourself? This behavior always gives off the impression that Hyunjin is not interested, which is why he doesn’t even date that much. It always ends up with him having to explain why he is the way he is, and the other person trying to change him, make him fit into the usual mold of a good, obedient, always readily available boyfriend, which he just couldn’t be.

When he does date, there’s no way he’s taking someone home quickly. No, Hyunjin needs to trust the person enough to be that open with them, to let them into his world, to get naked with them. It sounds stupid, and some of his friends think so, but he doesn’t care. Sex is just something that makes relationships better—not something his entire world should revolve around.

Yet, when you start dating and everything seems to fall into place, sex is on his mind 24/7, so much that these thoughts surprise Hyunjin. He used to think about it, of course, but this carnal desire never consumed him like it does now. It’s because you’re not just a date—you’re a girlfriend, a partner, someone he let into his life so easily, someone who gets it.

Because of this, Hyunjin is even more attracted to you, wants you even more than he did when you first started dating, finds it difficult to take his hands off of you. And everything’s the way he imagined it would be—there’s simply no rushing into things.

You started with kissing of course. Shy, gentle pecks that made him want to stay glued to you forever turned into tongue kisses, ones that made Hyunjin never want to stop kissing you. “You have the best lips,” you’d tell him, making his heart skip a beat. He felt the same way about yours—always so soft and inviting, mouth so warm, heart beating loudly whenever your lips would meet.

As you two got to know each other better, your kisses turned into make-out sessions, often ending up on his or your bed in each other’s arms, kissing and caressing until your lips went numb. Sometimes, Hyunjin thinks these are better than sex—he could kiss and caress you for hours and not get enough, feel your head on his chest as he plays with your hair, let you do the same to him. It’s a new level of intimacy for him, and he cherishes it.

Slowly, you start to get more and more exposed to one another, exploring each other’s bodies, learning what the other likes. The more Hyunjin lets you into his world, the more he wants you to stay. He is now used to your presence, so much that he requires less alone time and more time together—when he is with you, he feels at peace, like he does when he is on his own. Isn’t that what it’s all about?

Now that you’re together and exploring each other’s bodies again, Hyunjin’s not surprised when you ask him sweetly, “D-do you have a condom?” He’s been expecting this to happen—it’s the natural course of events, the expected next step of your relationship.

“I do,” he tells you before planting yet another soft, long kiss on your pretty lips. He can still taste you on his tongue and he knows you can taste yourself, too, but you don’t seem to mind. It’s tangy and sweet, and the scent makes him want to bury his head between your thighs for the third time today. If he could, he’d stay there forever. “You’re sure about it? We’re in no rush or anything…”

Boundaries, consent, being comfortable—it’s what both you and Hyunjin need, so he doesn’t mind asking and assuring you’re fine with everything, even if he’s boring with all the questions.

“I’m more than sure,” you say, sounding convinced, hands reaching in to brush the hair away from his face. Whenever you do that, you cup his face and look at him in a way that makes his chest warm up. You’re perfect for him.

Hyunjin gets the condom on pretty fast, and you decide to be on top, wanting to be able to control everything. He likes that idea too, more than him being in charge and accidentally going too fast or too hard and hurting you somehow. It’s his first time, and Hyunjin thought he’d be nervous and flustered, unable to think, let alone speak, but it’s nothing like that. All he feels is love and excitement as he watches you push yourself up on your knees and grab his cock.

“Can’t wait,” you mutter at him before easing yourself down his length all the way, until you’re sitting on him, until his cock is inside of you up to his balls that feel tight already. It stings, Hyunjin’s sure when he sees your frown and hears your soft little grunt. “Ah…”

On his end, everything feels perfect. There’s no pain, no stinging, no pressure—just indescribable pleasure, an overwhelming sense of warmth and comfort, an insane attraction. Love, that’s what it is. Hyunjin hates seeing your face scrunched in pain, so he stands still and tries not to move a muscle.

“Everything okay?” he asks, to which you simply nod. You don’t really convince Hyunjin, not when your entire body’s stiff and you’re trying hard not to frown. “You sure? If you need more prep, we can take our ti—”

“No, baby, it’s good,” you say softly as you reach for his hands, which he immediately lets you hold, propping them up on his elbows so you can use them for support. You squeeze gently and he squeezes right back, wanting you to know he’s there for you, no matter what you decide here. “Let’s see what feels good.”

And see, you do.

At first, you move slowly, your walls dragging across his cock languidly—you are in no rush, after all. You have the entire night for yourselves, as planned. Hyunjin wants things to go smoothly, which is exactly how they are going, even when you let go of his hands to place yours on his chest, and start to move faster.

When you do, he moans, surprising both of you. It just feels good, so much better than he thought, especially when he can ogle your naked body and stare at your pretty face. “You’re so good at this,” Hyunjin compliments you, hands sliding up from your thighs to your breasts, squeezing them. “So good to me.”

His hands are shaking a bit, but he hopes you don’t notice it. Hyunjin’s not nervous at all, he’s not ashamed, doesn’t think anything embarrassing will happen, but he’s still shaking. Is it excitement? Or just an amount of pleasure he’s never experienced before?

“You are too,” you say right back, even though he’s not doing anything. You’re doing all the work—your hips are moving in circles fast before you switch it up to going forward and backward. Then, you start moving up and down.

Of course, you spend minutes doing the same movement, getting adjusted to it, seeing whether his cock hits your walls right before you move on to the next one. To Hyunjin, it feels like mere seconds—he’s lying there and just taking it all in, realizing how insanely fortunate he is to have found you. “I love you so fucking much,” he admits, which makes you slow down and grin at him, facial expression going from turned on to touched.

“I love you too, Jinnie,” you say it back softly, hands grazing his chest. “Feel so close to you like this.”

“Right?” he agrees, hands moving down to your hips, giving them a gentle squeeze. With each now slow movement of your hips upward and then back down, Hyunjin’s hands hold your hips tighter, the pleasure you’re giving him multiplying by the second. “Never want to stop.”

“We don’t have to,” you say with a giggle, even though Hyunjin feels you’re going to be sore later, especially if you do this for too long the first time. Still, he lets you have your fun, which you do—you’re once again exploring all the hips movements you can use to make both of you feel good.

Hyunjin notices how you inspect his face when you do something new as if you’re trying to see whether he likes it. Whenever he moans, you repeat that action over and over again, clearly wanting to hear the sounds he makes. He feels the same way about you—there’s nothing better than hearing you whimper while his dick is inside of you.

“Want to come, baby?” Hyunjin asks, hoping he’s not crossing a boundary or ruining the fun.

It’s becoming clear you’re not going to come from sex alone, at least not this early on when he’s not even moving, and Hyunjin really wants to make you feel good. Plus, he’s been on the brink of coming this entire time, still so overwhelmed with the feeling of your walls tightening around him.

And it’s not just that—he’s crazy about you, so getting to have you in this way too just makes him feel so much at once.

“Please,” is what you grunt at him, and that’s enough for Hyunjin to wet his two fingers and start rubbing your clit with them while you roll your hips around.

The more he rubs, the more you clench around his cock, and he feels like he’s about to spill too. He can’t do it, not yet, not when you didn’t come. So, Hyunjin puts all his effort into applying just enough pressure for it to feel good while his other hand moves up and grabs your breast, his thumb flicking across the nipple. It gets you to moan, all of it, and the moaning just doesn’t stop.

“Like that, huh?” Hyunjin sounds cocky because he is—he loves knowing he’s the reason behind you sounding like you came straight out of a porno. He’s aware that he’s making the same kind of noise too, only lower, and that you seem to be enjoying that. “My cock making you feel good?”

It’s not like him to use this type of language with you, but Hyunjin can’t really help it. His cock is in you, and you’re using it to get off, his fingers only there to push you over the edge, which they do in a matter of a minute.

“Yes, so good,” you agree with a couple of nods, eyebrows furrowed in pleasure. “It’s so big and hard an—ah!” And then, you pulsate around his cock so sweetly, walls contracting hard, squeezing his erection, threatening to make him ejaculate instantly, so he hisses and looks up at you.

“Ah, baby, ah, fuc—Hyunjin!” You’re too busy moaning and grunting, digging your nails into his chest to notice he’s struggling, so he scrunches his face in pain and tries his best to postpone it. Then, your eyes meet and you realize what’s going on. “Let go, baby…”

That is all Hyunjin needs to finally come, filling up the condom while you keep slamming your hips down on him, riding through your orgasm, using his hard cock to help you prolong it. “Oh, you feel perfect,” he tells you, voice croaky and low.

Coming always feels perfect, whether it’s on your face, on your chest, on your stomach, ass, in your mouth, on your thighs… Hyunjin doesn’t have a preference, he’s happy with whatever you decide is okay that day, and takes any of these options, thankful that he gets anything. But, coming inside of you, even with the condom on, blows everything else out of the park.

When you collapse on his chest, Hyunjin grabs your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours while the other instantly reaches for your hair and caresses it. “You’re so good to me,” he whispers.

Your head is resting on the pillow right next to his and he thinks you’re the prettiest person he’s ever seen. Hyunjin’s mouth finds yours as he gently grazes your back, happy you got to share this experience and that you feel even more connected to each other.

leeknow

minho doesn’t want to admit it, but he’s a huge softie for you. sometimes you can feel him smiling against your lips, but when you pull back to ask him about what he’s teasing you about now, you find nothing but fondness in his sparkling eyes. “i’m just happy to have you,” he whispers at your puzzled expression and with the way he holds you close when he presses his lips to yours again, you can’t help but believe him. your favorite is the way he kisses you in bed though. the positions minho puts you in usually don’t allow a lot of liplocking, but there’s always the after, when you’re both fucked out and satisfied, still moaning against each other’s mouths as you blissfully indulge in one kiss, then in another, basking in each others’ presence until you fall asleep.

changbin

he wants to make out all the time and he isn’t shy about letting you know: constantly puckering his lips at you, asking for kisses in public, sneakily pressing his lips to your cheek, hand, neck whenever he can. but when you actually get him alone, it’s him who pauses and lets you lean in. changbin’s hands are warm and firm on either side of your hips, his front sturdy and comfortable against yours as your bodies inevitably get closer and closer when you deepen the kiss. changbin’s eyes are shiny when he pulls back for air, the smirk pulling at his lips the perfect mixture of sexy and shy, inviting but elusive in a way that’s making you wonder if he wants to keep going or not. but when you lean in to steal another kiss, you’re met with changbin’s tongue in your mouth, his hands traveling from your hips to your ass and his thigh slotting between your legs - and that’s enough of an answer for now.

hyunjin

“kiss me,” a demand you’ll hear regularly when you get intimate with hyunjin. the slow movements of your mouths finding each other turns into filthy drags of his tongue against yours then to delirious panting against each other’s lips - regardless of how sloppy it may get, hyunjin’s mouth is basically glued to yours in bed. most of the time the two of you are alone actually. hyunjin simply adores tongue kissing, the way you’re licking into his mouth makes him groan and harden even without a touch. if it were up to hyunjin, he would kiss you forever and ever. he even admitted to you that his fixation goes so far that he’s gotten off with just his palm pressed against his clothed erection and the thought of making out with you on his mind. now you know what he’s thinking of whenever he’s looking at you and his fingers are toying with his bottom lip.

han

lots and lots of smooches. most of his kisses are innocent, quick pecks on your cheek or peppered all over your face, chaste kisses in greeting or goodbye. when you do get to make out with him, it tends to escalate quickly, the tangling of your tongues just a prologue to how you’ll play the rest of each other’s bodies. jisung can’t really kiss while he’s fucking, mostly because he’s too preoccupied with running his mouth, telling you how good it feels for him, how dirty you are, how much he’s going to cum for you. by far his favorite kisses to give you are the ones where his face is settled between your thighs, his flat tongue brushing against your lower lips languidly before slowly - like a true make-out - escalating to more desperate, wetter, deeper movements that make you writhe and groan for him until you can’t take it anymore and pull him up for another kiss; your mouth on his again this time.

felix

it doesn’t matter if it’s early in the morning or late at night, whether he’s breathless from exertion or completely relaxed, happy or sad - felix always wants to kiss you. he’s a very affectionate person, constantly showering you with love through his kind words, his sweet baking and his undivided attention in the bedroom. kisses are one of his favorite ways of showing affection, sometimes soft and slow, sometimes desperate and rushed. felix craves your affection just as much as you enjoy his. especially when he’s panting under you, so close to his release that he can do nothing but whine for you to kiss him even though he’s useless at it now, whimpering when you start playing with his pliant tongue, then melting against your lips as he basks in your attention.

seungmin

his kisses are careful, like you’re a precious little treasure, like he’s scared you’ll break. it’s a welcome change from his teasing, both the verbal back and forth as well as his unforgiving fingers that wind you up and take you apart until your mind is clouded with nothing but arousal. but still, as sweet as it feels to have seungmin worship you with gentle, loving kisses - you need more from him sometimes. luckily seungmin understands you without many words and is happy to indulge you when it comes to making out. curling your fingers into his hair earns you a soft bite to your bottom lip, moaning against his mouth has him pushing his tongue against yours with a more sexual intent, you pushing your hips closer to his is his cue to have his hands running all over your body. it’s just like seungmin to pull away before you get too excited, pulling away to press another chaste kiss against your lips that has you chasing him for more.

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