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Young K: One Door Away [Part 2]

i truly cannot believe it's been almost 2 years since i posted the first part of this! 😬 it makes me incredibly happy to hear that you all enjoyed it so much, all my younghyun stories hold special places in my heart, so i'm happy to continue this one and hope you all like it too 💗 (fyi there will be a part 3, this story's not over yet!!)

Younghyun x Fem Reader. Smut (office coworkers, mutual pining). 5.3k

[Part 1]

You blinked your tired eyelids, a heavy sigh pushing itself out as you stretched and waited for your vision to adjust. You saw a pile of clothes on the chair next to your head: black men's dress pants, a sleek blue tie, and a maroon blazer...your maroon blazer. Suddenly everything came back to you, and you remembered you were not in your own room. Your head whipped around and you saw Younghyun still asleep, the soft skin of his bare chest a lovely golden hue in the light of the morning sunrise that streamed in through the large hotel window. So it wasn't a dream. You really had slept with Younghyun, the man you'd been pining over for God knows how long. You sat up and a blush rushed through you when you remembered all the things you'd said and done to and with each other the night before. Not that you wanted to take them back, certainly not, but slightly embarrassing to think about nonetheless. Things you'd only fantasized about, kept locked in your head for so long, had become reality.

A mild panic took over your senses though, the more you thought (and over thought). What if he didn't really like you that much? What if he was just trying to fuck you? What if now that he had, he would drop you, not talk to you at work anymore? What if, what if, what if?

You felt Younghyun stir then, and glanced over at him again. He carded a hand through his tousled hair and smiled up at you. "Hello," he chuckled groggily.

"Hi." You smiled warmly back at him, happy to see that he seemed okay. Despite everything he'd told you the night before, you still couldn't help your self doubt. It wouldn't go away that easily, despite your thoughts last night that it would.

Younghyun stretched an arm out across the mattress, silently inviting you into the warmth of his embrace, and you couldn't resist the urge to lay back down with him. So you didn't.

You fell back onto your side and your heart skipped a beat when he pulled you in to kiss you. That certainly helped convince you he was really into you. You started to wonder at what point you wouldn't need that kind of reassurance, if ever, and sighed internally at yourself.

"What time is it?" He asked through a yawn. You'd both stayed up late, indulging in quite a few fantasies for longer than you originally anticipated.

"Eight fifteen," you answered.

"Ugh, we have to check out by nine."

Your heart sank a bit at the acknowledgement that your little trip was almost over. You'd have to go back to "the real world", to your complicated lives that were suddenly even more complicated, instead of this sort of oasis you'd created.

"Hm, so forty five minutes yet?" You smirked, climbing to your knees and moving to straddle him.

Younghyun chuckled, getting the idea, and rubbed at his still sleepy eyes. "I suppose so. What did you have in mind?"

"Dunno," you shrugged, but pulled the T-shirt you'd borrowed over your head, leaving you completely naked.

Younghyun smirked and shook his head, then lunged playfully at you, tumbling you onto your back and pinning you against the bed below him, sending a high-pitched giggle from you. He glanced down, drinking in the sight of your body, then back up to your eyes, making you blush again.

But his expression was one of warm comfort, his gaze more loving than lustful. Younghyun lowered himself to press his chest, pleasantly warm, to yours, skin against skin, and kissed you passionately, not pulling back until you were both breathless. His lips just fit so perfectly against yours, you didn't even care if you had morning breath.

"We really can't be too long," he said halfheartedly between little kisses now. "Gotta pack..."

"Yeah..." You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer, really not wanting to face the rest of the world when this perfect moment was right here and now, so warm and cozy...

Younghyun kissed you again as his hands curved over your legs. They moved over your waist, your torso, groped at your breasts briefly, and ended at your jaw, cradling it. A long, dissatisfied sigh left him before he reluctantly pulled back, forcing himself to sit up and get the day started.

You sighed too and subconsciously pouted as you stretched, then got up as well, cool, air-conditioned air ruining the warm bed.

You felt how shaky your legs were when you tried to stand, and tumbled back onto the mess of sheets for a moment. Ruffling your tousled hair, that you were sure looked like an absolute wreck, you heard Younghyun snicker as he walked past you.

"This is all your fault, you know," you teased, calling towards him as he entered the bathroom.

He laughed heartily and came back out in a few seconds, toothbrush in hand. "Uh huh, and why's that?" He leaned against the wall near the bathroom and started brushing away, watching you stretch your sore muscles. You grabbed your own shirt off the chair and pulled it on.

"You're the one who wanted to keep going," you answered with a sly smirk, securing a couple of buttons on your shirt. "Maybe I wouldn't be so sore today if we'd stopped after the first couple rounds."

Younghyun pulled the brush from his mouth and spoke in a slightly muffled voice. "Oh right, like you didn't want to keep going too."

You were only teasing him, of course; you wanted to keep fucking him the night before just as much as he did, if not more so. And while, yes, your muscles did ache a bit today, it was well worth it, and you didn't regret your actions at all.

"Hmm, maybe," you quipped.

You glanced at the clock; 8:21 now. Sighing, you grabbed the rest of your stuff and remembered then that you had locked yourself out of your own room. You actually couldn't recall if you'd left the adjoining room door unlocked from your side or not. So you tried the door. It opened. So you must have. Wishful thinking must have swayed your actions; hopes that you would have a chance to have a night alone with Younghyun.

"Gonna shower and pack, I'll meet you at nine," you called to Younghyun, who acknowledged it positively.

So you did exactly that, doing your best to stay focused on your tasks, even though all you wanted to do was jump around your room giddily and hop back into bed with Younghyun. In the middle of packing, you heard your phone buzz, and checked it to see Hyerin had texted you.

Hyerin: updates pls?? 🤲

You rolled your eyes but couldn't help the huge smile that crept across your face. You wanted to call her and gush about the night you'd had. But things were just starting out, and you didn't want to jinx it. Besides, you had things to do, and didn't want Younghyun overhearing your conversation.

You: tell you when i get home!

That should be good enough. You set your phone down but it buzzed again before you fully set it down.

Hyerin: so there are updates???

You ignored it, getting back to packing, but heard a few more buzzes over the next few minutes. You got a quick shower, got dressed, and when you were ready to go, it was nearly 9:00. You cleared away your text notifications from your lock screen, not bothering to read them right now, and headed out the door with your luggage. Younghyun met you in the hallway just a couple minutes later, the door locking behind him. You didn't see him in casual clothes too often, but he looked extra cute in his jeans and t-shirt.

"Alright, let's go," he said with a smile.

🚪

When you were both back at work Monday morning, things were different. You knew they would be, but you were nervously unsure of the ways they would be.

While most were positive, you were a realist, and still acutely aware of the fact that things could always go sour. And then you'd be stuck working together with that between you.

You'd talked with him on the plane ride home how you'd handle things at the office. You both agreed it was far too early to say you were dating (you hardly knew if that was even true yet, anyway). For now, to them, nothing had changed between you two. To your coworkers, you and Younghyun we also only coworkers.

But you found yourself smiling more. In a better mood.

The next day, Tuesday, you met in Younghyun's office to compile your notes, the connections you'd made and information you'd received while at the conference. His door closed behind you and your heart pounded harder, especially when you heard the lock quietly click. This was the first time you were alone with him since getting home. Lucky for you he didn't leave you hanging. The second he turned around he whisked you into his arms and kissed you for the first time since you'd returned from your perfect weekend.

"Sorry," he said with a happy sigh, pulling away. Kissing you at work; was it professional? No. But were you happy he did it? Of course. Besides, it's not like you could focus on work distracted by his presence. Letting off a little steam now and then was...a good thing then? Right?

That logic was good enough for you. You didn't let him go far before pulling him back into your arms, lips back on his. Younghyun relaxed against you, smiling against your lips and kissing you back, wrapping his arms as far around you as they would reach.

"We shouldn't...at work..."

He nodded in agreement but neither of you showed any indication of stopping. "I know."

You found yourself soon straddling Younghyun while he sat in his office chair, your skirt hiked up your thighs and one too many buttons on his shirt undone. It was taboo, it was unprofessional, and it was exactly what you'd been fantasizing about for months. Younghyun mouthed hungrily across your jaw and down your neck, his hands helping your hips rock against his. Everything was rushed, breathless, hot. You wrapped your arms around him, pressing your body into his touch, small whines making their way through your heavy breaths. Your hands carded through his hair as his mouth nipped at your collarbone, getting lost in how perfect it felt to be in his arms. Your hips were moving without his help now, rolling along his crotch, lust guiding your every action. You could feel Younghyun was getting hard but there was a part of you that was tied to reality, your rational brain pushing its way to the forefront. You reluctantly pulled back and though he instinctively moved towards you, you used your hands to physically push him back. Younghyun looked up at you expectantly, hair and clothes so gorgeously mussed.

"We can't do this here. Or, at least...I can't."

Younghyun swallowed hard and wiped his mouth that was a bit stained by your lipstick and nodded, pulling himself back up in his chair as you climbed off him. You stood in front of him, wanting so desperately to sit back down. But you really liked this job, and being here, in the moment, the paranoia that you might lose it broke through it all. But you didn't know if you could verbalize these feelings to Younghyun at the moment.

"I understand. It's totally fine." He cleared his throat and worked on retying his tie while you pulled your skirt back down. You sat into the chair on the other side of his desk and saw him adjust the tent in his pants. Ugh, leaving him like that felt cruel, to both of you. "I'll just...get off in the bathroom later," he said with a chuckle, smoothing his hair back into place.

"Sorry."

"No no, hey..." He waited for you to look at him. "I'm not gonna do anything you're not comfortable with. I promise."

Ughhhhh. Maybe...it wouldn't be a big deal if you did one or two things. Apparently Brennan and Sooin were doing it pretty often and they were still here. Why couldn't you let loose and have a little bit of your own fun?

You quickly undid a few buttons on your shirt as you walked back around to his side, and his brow furrowed, confused. "You don't need the bathroom." You sank to your knees and yanked at his belt, fumbling to undo it and his zipper, but he stopped you.

"Y/N, no." His hand held yours tightly and his voice sounded authoritative, which you were certain was not having the effect he intended. It only made you want him more. "I'm serious; I'm not letting you do something you're not comfortable doing."

"I know. I want to do this."

He studied your face, searching for any sign of wavering, but evidently he could tell you were fine, so he wordlessly let go of your hands and let them resume their task. Younghyun adjusted in his chair, helping you get his dick out, biting hard to his lip. Your heart pounded in your chest, a flush rushing through you when you had his length in your hands again. It grew harder in your grip, the veins trailing up it deliciously, the head red and starting to leak precum already. You watched his face as you dragged your tongue up the shaft, reveling in the way his mouth hung ajar. You swirled your tongue over the head then pulled it between your lips with a light moan. God, your mouth was simply watering. You heard the bustle of your office just outside his door, but you had found a way to bring the little slice of paradise you'd formed with him in Chicago back home. In the back of your mind you knew....there was no way this could be a regular occurrence. You'd have to do these things in the privacy of your own home, like everybody else (well, almost everybody else). And that was fine. Actually, that was more than fine, so long as Younghyun continued to be the one there with you. But for right now, this was perfect.

"God, your mouth feels so fucking good, " he murmured, not wanting to be too loud. His hand ran through your hair and gently pushed. Clearly he was impatient for more, perhaps worried about the time. You didn't waste any more time then, letting your jaw fall slack and taking in as much of him as you could, then hollowing your cheeks for suction. "Oh Y/N..." Younghyun breathed hard through his nose, teeth digging further into his reddened bottom lip. You worked your hand over the base of his length and bobbed your mouth over the rest, moving quickly, just wanting to see him cum. Besides, the longer you spent on this, the more turned on you were getting.  You knew you didn't have the luxury of time for you both to get off.

"Want you to cum in my mouth, Younghyun." You moved quickly, pushing him on, coaxing him along to that exact endpoint, and you heard his breath catch. He gripped the black plastic arm of his office chair and let his head fall back.

"That's not gonna be hard, believe me."

You smiled to yourself, absolutely loving that you could seemingly have the effect on him that he had on you.

You felt the way he subtly thrust into your throat, the way the head of his cock bumped against the roof of your mouth, and you struggled to keep your hand out from under your own skirt. Your panties were stuck to your skin and simply ruined by now, and your clit throbbed for attention. You weren't sure how you'd make it through the rest of the day, but you knew you'd be having a busy night with your vibe when you got home. You heard your phone chime in your pocket with an email notification and rolled your eyes. It could wait.

"I'm gonna...I'm so close," he groaned. He brought his gaze back to yours and held it, intently watching you, pupils dark with lust. "Gonna cum in your mouth, baby..." Those last words drifted out of him dreamily, like he couldn't believe his luck. That tone made your heart warm and the words made your pussy throb.

"Mhmm," you encouraged, taking his length further into your throat, almost making you gag. But you pushed on, doing your best to breathe through your nose, and just when you were about to pull off for some much needed air, he pulled you off himself.

"I got it, I'm--I'm gonna cum." He leaned forward and his hand took the place of yours. You sat back, positioning your outstretched tongue right in front of him. "God, you're so good, so fucking good." His hand tugged at his cock so quickly, in mere seconds you felt his warm release hit your tongue, splatter across your lips. The sound he made when he hit his climax was like fucking music to your ears, and you were absolutely soaked at this point. You were sure if you walked out of his office at that moment anyone who passed you would be able to smell exactly how turned on he made you. Thankfully your office was right next door and the day was nearly over.

Younghyun held your chin in his palm and tilted it up, letting you look into his eyes. You could see the genuine appreciation in his eyes, even when they were clouded with lust. He leaned down and kissed you, letting his tongue mingle with yours, saliva and cum mixing messily and making you feel absolutely filthy. You wanted to feel like that every day.

Younghyun helped you to your feet and you kissed again, both of you having a hard time pulling away from each other's lips. "How 'bout we get this work done?"

He sighed and rebuckled his belt and zipped his pants back up. "Yeah, we really should."

It certainly was not easy, but you got your mind almost entirely back on track, though it was extra difficult when every time you moved you could feel a huge damp spot between your legs. But finally you finished your work with him and were done for the day.

This would work, right? You wondered to yourself again if you were making a mistake, involving yourself with a colleague like this. It was clearly distracting you, and you worried it would affect your career. You walked to your car, your mind full of anxious thoughts, but Younghyun's voice broke in, when you heard him calling your name.

You turned around and saw him lightly jogging to catch up with you.

"What are you doing tonight?"

"Um...just gonna eat dinner and watch some movies, I guess." And jerk off as many times as I can.

"If you want, I'd really like to take you to dinner, and also repay you for your, er...service." He smiled at you and you couldn't help but laugh at his phrasing. "Not necessarily in that order."

You blushed a bit and looked around, wondering if anyone saw you talking to him or heard him asking you out.

But you did want to go out with him. "Okay, yeah. That'd be nice." You smiled back and hitched your bag higher on your shoulder. "Time?"

"6:30?"

"Sounds good." You dropped your eyes, getting a bit shy at the idea someone you worked with could see or maybe even hear you. This wasn't what you'd talked about; you had planned to keep things quiet at work. Between an office blowjob and now him asking you out so blatantly...Could your plan already be going awry after only two days?

"I'll pick you up, just text me your address."

"Okay." You started to swerve away from him to make your way to your car, but his hand caught yours, stopping you.

"Wait, Y/N." You turned around, and you both had to move then to get out of the path of your coworker's car that was coming through. You instinctively yanked your hand out of his grasp and gave a little wave to your coworker as she passed. "Listen, I..." His voice dropped a bit so you knew only you could hear. "I know we've moved...pretty fast...physically." Younghyun cleared his throat and shifted his weight nervously. "But like I said the first night in my hotel room, I'm not usually so forward. And I don't usually, you know...do things like this. I don't want you to get the wrong idea. I just really like you."

You figured that was probably the case, especially because it was for you too. You so appreciated hearing him say that, though, as it helped immensely with your self doubt. But this was not the time nor the place. "I know, I'm not...really like this either, usually. We can talk about it more tonight. I'll see you at 6:30."

🚪

Younghyun picked you up right on time, and you felt almost giddy getting into the car. Outside of work, you could be normal, in a relationship like anybody else. You hopped into the car and gave him a big kiss that made him giggle, and you were off to your first official date with him.

He took you to your favorite restaurant and you had such a wonderful, relaxing evening. You connected with him so well, he was able to make your anxieties about work the furthest thing from your mind.

"I still have to repay you for this afternoon," he noted as he took another bite of his steak.

You shrugged innocently and smiled as you sipped your drink. "I wanted to do it. You don't have to repay me." While you meant that, you were also just dying to have him touch you too. You'd held back from masturbating the way you had planned and even though you'd changed from the soaked panties you'd worn at work, the current ones were quickly getting to a similar state.

Younghyun chuckled darkly and grabbed his own glass. "Not a chance."

You smiled and crossed your legs in an effort to quiet your clit that throbbed for attention.

He cleared his throat and broke the small lull. "Y/N, I wanted to get back to what I'd said in the parking lot earlier." He put his utensils down and crossed his arms on the table, giving you his full attention. You remembered his words and your heart started pounding. You stayed quiet and let him talk. "I...wouldn't have gotten involved with you unless I had good intentions. I don't want you thinking I'm some playboy that sleeps around. Or that I've only been with you for sex."

You let him finish his thought and nodded understandingly. Although you didn't want to believe it, that thought had crossed your mind, so you appreciated him acknowledging it without you needing to bring it up. You set your glass down and gave him your attention in return. "I know that, Younghyun. I don't think that about you. And I'm not...used to doing so much, so soon either." You dropped your gaze, embarrassed now. "It's been awhile since I've been with anyone."

"Me too."

You both left that topic alone after that, not wanting to dwell on it. You switched your conversation to a lighter one. It was so easy with him, you loved how freely you could talk to him. It felt like you'd known him your whole life.

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You weren't sure exactly why you both were always so ready to jump the other's bones; you figured it was a combination of waiting so long to get together, having sexual tension built up for so long, and being in the proverbial "newlywed phase" of your relationship. But whatever it was, it landed you back in Younghyun's lap, straddling him in the front seat of his car in the back of the dark restaurant parking lot, like a couple of horny teenagers. But he did want to repay you, and who were you to deny him that?

He fumbled for the button on the side of his seat, sliding it back as far as it would go to give you more room. Your hips rutted desperately against his, your mouths moving perfectly together, his hot breath mixing with yours.

Younghyun's fingers slipped under your dress, the tips of the digits gliding along the outside crotch of your panties. "Oh my God, you're so wet already."

You blushed a bit, somewhat embarrassed at how crazy he made you, but you knew he'd find it hot. "Been wet ever since I sucked you off," you said breathlessly, spreading your legs more to give him better access. He moved your panties aside and let a single finger play with your clit, and you hummed your approval into his mouth. It was such a small action, but it felt so fucking good. The car was already getting humid, the windows starting to fog from two sets of heavy breathing. You yanked your shirt over your head and he quickly dropped his head to mouth over the swell of your breasts. A finger entered you and made you gasp, hands flying to grip the seat at either side of his head.

"This what we're gonna do?" You chuckled airily. "Just 'repay' each other over and over again?"

Younghyun laughed against your skin then peered up at you. "'Course not. You think I'm letting you go one of these times without fucking you?" Fuck. Part of you wished he'd do just that right at that moment, but you also couldn't get yourself to stop him when he was already making you feel so good. His hand moved quickly now, and he held your gaze and watched your mouth slip into an "O" shape, rubbing harshly to your clit and making you moan loudly.

His free hand came up to pull the cup of your bra out of the way, his tongue poking out to play with your nipple, prodding and teasing it deliciously. It felt like live wires were connecting you, sparking with every touch. You knew you would cum easily if he kept this up.

"Ah, Younghyun, please don't stop, please..." Younghyun sucked at your nipple, groaning all the while, his fingers making you see stars. You felt your heels hit his steering wheel and gripped your hands tighter on the headrest. Your climax was within reach, right there, already. Your voice got higher in pitch, your hips rutting more strongly, and Younghyun didn't stop for a second, determinedly reaching his goal. Your eyes jumped down to catch his just as your orgasm washed over you, the dark sensuality in his heightening the feelings that much more. You gripped his hair and pulled him off your nipple, leaning down to shove your tongue into his mouth hungrily. He moaned into your mouth and his fingers curled inside you and made you gasp, your pussy swollen and throbbing in overstimulation. Clenching as he pulled his fingers out, completely breathless, you closed your eyes and tried to swallow hard, but your mouth was quite dry. Your head was spinning at the whirlwind orgasm, but your weren't exactly surprised it didn't take you long, since you'd been so horny for the last few hours. Younghyun brought his dripping, sticky fingers up to his lips, making you blush as he sucked them clean. "Don't, oh my God," you giggled, embarrassed, pushing his hand down.

But he resisted, groaning at the taste when he got his fingers back into his mouth. "You taste so sweet, baby, I'd never let that go to waste. Need you to sit on my face again, like that first night."

Your pussy clenched again at the memory alone, and you sighed, sitting further back on his thighs. Your own were weak from shaking and your heart was thrumming strongly in your chest, but you felt that melancholy feeling of reality creeping back in when he kissed you.

He pulled back but kept his forehead pressed to yours, his warm breath ghosting over your cheeks. "It's late, gotta work in the morning. Let me take you home."

You sat in blissful, sleepy silence while he drove you home, watching the lights out the window pass, each stop light and street lamp like a twinkling Christmas light to you in your rose-colored haze. At least you could have this feeling outside of work. But every time you thought of the office again, you worried. Things were so different now. If you had to choose between Younghyun and your career, you worried you wouldn't know the right decision to make. You turned to look at him, remembering how he used to look to you when you were merely coworkers, just a few days ago even. Things changed so quickly, maybe they could change quickly again...

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"So when are you and Younghyun gonna do something?"

You took a bite of your sandwich and raised your eyebrows with an inquisitive expression as Sooin sat beside you for lunch in the break room a few days later. "...'Do something'?"

"You know, get together. It's so obvious you want to."

God, if she only knew. But you were glad she didn't. Evidently she didn't suspect anything was going on between you and Younghyun already. And you preferred to keep it that way. It was really none of her business.

"What, like you and Brennan?" You scolded yourself internally for mentioning that as soon as it left your mouth. You weren't sure if that was something you were supposed to pretend to not know.

But she smiled, taking a bite of her pasta smugly. "Yes."

You popped a chip into your mouth and tried to seem nonchalant. You didn't want to get into this with her, even if she was probably the one person in your office who would understand your situation. "We're just friends."

"Whatever you say." She clearly didn't buy it, but so long as she didn't pry, it didn't faze you much. Unfortunately, she continued. "But I'm just saying, I can tell you like him. And he seems like he likes you. He's cute; someone else might snatch him up if you don't hop to it. Hell, I probably would have took my shot if Brennan hadn't gotten to me first." You might have something to say had your situation been different. If you weren't already with him, you might have a comeback, something to get her off your back. But you simply held your tongue. "I've seen Marissa eyeing him."

The mention of the cute new receptionist's name almost put you over the edge. You were so happy with Younghyun, and that should be enough, at least for now, but a big part of you wanted to just scream that you were with him, that you'd gone out with him, that you'd fucked him, that you'd sucked his dick, that you'd sat on his beautiful fucking face. But you didn't. You took another bite of your sandwich and you let it go. You were at work, in a professional environment, not in a frat house. You were all coworkers, not on a reality dating show.

"She can look wherever she wants. I told you, Sooin; Younghyun and I are just friends."

"Okay..."

🚪

You had a meeting with a couple of coworkers after lunch, including your "friend", and you again had to really focus to keep your attention on work. Especially now that Sooin was planting thoughts in your head, thoughts that played into your insecurities. You stared at Marissa through the glass of the conference room, as she obliviously typed away at her desk, then glanced over to Younghyun, across the table from you. You were just starting to feel confident in your relationship with him, and now felt like you were rolling back down the other side of the hill you just climbed. Not that you thought he'd cheat on you. You just didn't like the idea of someone else, especially someone pretty who also saw him every day, to be...Oh God, were you turning into a jealous girlfriend? You rubbed your temple and refocused, notes of pricing increases and new employee hiring needing to be in the forefront of your mind. You wondered if Younghyun was having any other similar thoughts, if your relationship was distracting him from work the way it was for you, the way you'd promised yourself it wouldn't...

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December 17: Mittens - YoungK

“But oppa,” You complain, “I wanna touch you.”

Your partner loved to tease, and he knew how much you loved to touch him when he is this close to you. The cuffs he brought home had hand-coverings attached, basically leather mittens, rendering your hands useless, and leaving you at his mercy.

“You’ll get your turn,” He replies, “But I want you screaming first.”

All you can do is watch, as Younghyun’s fingertips trail down your bare stomach to your hips, and you try your hardest to keep your complaining to a minimum. You know that he will stay true to his words, and relinquish control once he is - and you are - satisfied.

“Please,” You beg, toes curling as you try to stay still, “Don’t tease me, come on.”

He smirks up at you, before leaning down to press soft kisses up the inside of your thighs, and you squeeze your eyes shut in preparation for what is to come.

You.

You will be… many, many times.

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The metallic smell of blood and rust forced a sigh out of your hollow chest, and though the bedroom lights were dim, his outline was clear. Tall, broad shoulders making his way across the room. Tapping his toes impatiently while he sent a quick text, before throwing his phone on the bed and peeling his shirt off, you thought to yourself maybe he too, was starting to get bothered by the iron-like stench.

He left the bathroom door slightly ajar, the sound of hot water and his groans making you roll your eyes, but it was your cue. Your cue to pull out the white box stashed in the bedside drawer, walking inside the bathroom and pushing yourself up the counter, legs swinging as you waited for him to finish showering.

Your mind wandered as you observed the intensity of the red in the water flowing into the drain gradually decreasing, until the water was almost clear. He shot you a wink through the foggy glass separating the both of you and you wanted nothing more than to wipe off the smug expression he had on his face. His stupidly handsome face, even when it was littered with cuts and bruises threatening to form.

Wrapping his towel securely around his hips, he walked out, water dripping through the ends of his jet black bangs. His face lit up as he walked closer towards you, holding one hand out to touch your face, only for you to slap a cold pack into his hand, looking at him threateningly.

“Babe..”

You held his wrist and pushed the cold pack towards his bruised left cheek. “Hold still.”

Parting your legs, you tugged him closer towards you by the biceps, wiping the stray droplets of water on his face with a small towel, flinching when he winced as you dabbed on an open cut above his left brow, the crimson stain seeping through the handkerchief in your hand. A heavy, exasperated sigh left your mouth, an expression of disappointment but also done on purpose to ignite a feeling of guilt inside him.

You didn’t know if he was capable of feeling guilty, but at this point you didn’t have much choice.

Fishing a cotton swab out of the plastic packaging, you mumbled curse words as you squeezed the ointment onto the tip. Your face was stern, but your heart was thumping in worry as you delicately applied the medication across the cut, eyes flitting nervously towards his. You worked in silence, hoping the tension would rid him with guilt, your hands skillfully replacing the cotton swabs, tracing every cut on his face, one across the cheekbone, one across the jaw, another, particularly larger one at the junction where his shoulder and neck met. You shivered thinking of the what ifs, if the cut was deeper, if it was closer to his vein; you shook your head to rid the bitter taste in your mouth.

When you took his hand in yours, to nurse the bruised and cut knuckles, he was quick to press a kiss on your hand, grinning at you. You sighed again, ignoring him as you taped the gauze, before struggling with the bandage for a short while, though muscle memory kicked in and soon you were wrapping his knuckles safely inside the white fabric.

He flicked his wrist a few times, admiring the bandage like one would on freshly manicured nails, “Thanks. I don’t know what I would do without you.”

His words were sincere but you felt like you were being made fun of.

“Is this fun for you?” Your first words of the night caused him to furrow his eyebrows at you.

“Babe..”

“Don’t babe me now, Younghyun.” Cradling his face in your hands, you tilted his jaw upwards to look at you, both your pupils shaking at the eye contact. “Every night I feel like I really need to take one last good look at you.. Before you lose yourself or you lose me.”

“Don’t say that..”

“I’m serious. I do not know how to make it clearer to you that this," you let your thumb ghost over a nick, "it doesn't hurt just you, it hurts me.”

Slowly, ever so carefully, his arms found their way around your waist, and you wished you had the willpower to push him away, but his gentle, comforting hold was just what you needed, a temporary bandaid for your emotional distress. Although the irony of it all was him being the source of the distress.

Tucking your chin on his shoulder, you blinked your tears away, "I wish things were different."

There was a slight offended tone in voice as he replied, "Different how?"

"I don't know. But I can't keep doing this."

He pulled back, studying your eyes with his, thumb delicately wiping your moist cheek and tucking your hair behind your ear. "Are you going to leave me?"

"Can't you leave them instead? We'll figure something out. I'll talk to Sungjin, we both know he has a soft spot for me."

"Babe, you know that's not how things work.. Sungjin,-" he linked his hand with yours as he continued saying things you already knew he would say, "-has a soft spot for you because he considers you family. And that means if anything happens to me-"

"Don't."

"-if anything happens to me, I know the gang will take care of you."

"If it's not you, I don't want it."

He laughed. "Wow, you're so obsessed with me."

"Younghyun, I'm serious."

"Okay, fine. But I am, too. You can't do this to me, especially not tonight, when things aren't even that bad. You've seen me in worse states."

And maybe it was the sincere look in his eyes, or the way his hands were gently roaming over your skin, or the way he was leaning closer and closer towards you, but it got you realizing you may not be able to live like this, but you definitely wouldn't be able to live without him.

Cradling his face in your hands, being wary of where you place your fingers as to not press on any wound, your eyes roamed over his face, finding yourself smiling softly, involuntarily, as if on reflex. Leaning in, tilting your head to the side, you kissed him as delicately as you could.

There was no urgency in the kiss, just your lips lazily moving across each other's, movements restrained, as if one of you was going to break if you kissed harder.

"I won't let you go to sleep hurting."

The first grunt that left his mouth signalled the beginning of him breaking. Fingers now digging deeper into the skin of your waist, and you gasped, stomach tensing when you felt him pulling you closer towards him, your clothed core brushing against his lower abdomen. You didn't realise when he lost the towel, but his bare skin felt so warm against your centre and you found yourself clenching around nothing, eliciting a chuckle from him at your not so subtle squirming.

His hand made quick work of pushing your panties to the side, his fingers finding your slit as his thumb stroked your bundle of nerves teasingly slow. He slid his middle finger up and down your slit, pressing harder every time your body trembled.

"You get wet so fast for me, it's cute."

If your face wasn't already burning up from the teasing, that definitely would've made you inappropriately warm in a second. It felt like you were getting molten lava poured over you at the moment. All you could do was hum to suppress your moan, head and hands shaking to find something to hold on to, to ground yourself as best as you could before losing it all to him that night.

Wrapping your hands around his wrist, you carefully leaned backwards, creating space between your torsos and pushing your core closer towards him. The promise of an orgasm was making you desperately compliant, but who wouldn't, when his finger was sliding in and out of your slick hole, pace so unhurried you could feel him pushing deeper and deeper, occasionally flicking his wrist to open you up at a different angle.

Your grip on his wrist was getting tighter, but it didn't seem to faze him as he inserted another finger in, your eyes entranced at the sight of his fingers moving in and out of you, getting coated with the glistening release over time, his eyes fixed on your face, licking his bottom lip and groaning to hold himself in place, fighting the urge to push you down and fuck you senselessly on the bathroom counter.

At least not until you cummed first.

As his pace got faster and faster and your cunt got tighter and tighter around his fingers, he pushed deeper, stilling for a short second before rubbing the delicious spot inside with the tip of his fingers, pushing his palm to pulse against your clit simultaneously.

The cries of pleasure weaved into curse words and failed attempts at vocalising the full syllables of his name indicated your first high of the night. Your chest heaved as you felt him pulling out, almost thanking him for sparing you from the overstimulation. But your relief didn't last long as you felt him attaching his lips to your swollen clit, licking and sucking on the reddened bud.

Squirming in discomfort, you whined and begged, although it was probably counterproductive on your part, as all your whines did was rile him up even more, pressing his face deeper into your sopping centre, tongue licking through your slit, moving upwards before reclaiming your most sensitive nub into his mouth again.

Your flailing arms knocked some of the products off the counter, but none of you seemed to care. For obvious reasons. The moment the words "Fuck, Younghyun-" left your lips, he was quick to insert and pump two fingers inside your hole again, finger fucking and eating you out as you orgasmed over his face.

There was an exact 3 seconds where you blacked out on the counter as he kissed your inner thighs before standing up and tugging you off the counter. The way your legs were barely supporting your own body and your blanked out state of mind barely registering what was happening worked in his favor as he easily manhandled and spun you around to face the mirror.

You were slightly embarrassed at how disoriented you looked but the way Younghyun was looking at your reflection, grin proud but eyes full of love, it made you didn't really mind of the way you looked.

When the head of his member breached your entrance, Younghyun stilled for a moment, eyes wary of your expression. "More," you whined, pushing your hips closer towards him to take him deeper.

Fully sheathed inside you, he brought his lips close to your ear, gazes meeting on the reflection in the mirror.

"How do you want it tonight? Do you want me to go slow?" He pressed a kiss to your temple before continuing, "Or fast?"

The verbal answer never left your mouth, but the way you clenched around him at the latter choice got him chuckling. "Got it."

Bringing both hands to hold you by the hips, he wasted no time as he started pounding into you. Your arms shook as you tried to stabilise yourself on the counter, and your legs losing their strength over the minute was making it even harder for you.

Younghyun took a step forward, pushing your body towards the counter, your clit rubbing the hard surface with every thrust and -you didnt know it was possible- increased his pace.

"Fuck, how are you still this tight even after 2 orgasms?"

The involuntary flutter of your walls at his dirty words got him grunting, wrapping an arm around your waist, as the other went to hold you by the jaw, forcing you to look at your own reflection.

Eyelids heavy, you begged, "I'm close, please Younghyun."

The friction on your clit by the piece of furniture pressing against it, the girth of his member sliding in and out of you, and the faint sting from his nails digging into your skin were pushing you closer and closer towards your release.

"Do it. Let me see you cum."

Knees buckling and body trembling, you fell apart in his hold, nails clawing at his arm. The intense orgasm caused your walls to clamp even tighter around him, and right when you were a quivering mess in his arms, he reached his release too, burying his nails even deeper into your skin as he climaxed inside of you.

Both of you were bent forward and panting, still joined as one, his arms slowly sliding down to join yours by the counter. "Shit, Younghyun, your bandage fell off." You twisted under him, reaching out to fix the damage.

He softened at how despite it all, your love and care for him was real. Grunting heavily from above you, he chose to point out the other obvious instead, "Babe, you were a literal trembling mess when you orgasmed around my dick minutes ago. You have time to worry about that?"

The way you subtly clenched around him again got him chuckling as he pressed another kiss to your shoulder. "No, don't do that. I can go all night but I'd rather not overwork you tonight."

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[yer-cute-when-you-scream]

Take It Like A Good Girl~ Young K/Brian Kang

WARNINGS: Smut, HardDom!YoungK, Sub!Reader, Daddy Kink, Overstimulation, Unprotected Sex (wrap it up), Some Dirty Talk, Choking, Some Praising, Multiple Orgasms, Toys, Handcuffs  (I’m probably forgetting something)

A/N: LoRdY that writers block was fucking intense. An Anon requested this and I feel bad for how long it took me to write this,(I blame my having to move) nonetheless, I will be posting my last request sometime tomorrow! SO requests are opened again! I hope you guys enjoy this! I may rewrite this in the future but we will cross that bridge when we get to it!

The sound of handcuffs clicking rings through my ears, I keep my gaze on Brian and his dark aura, he moves away from me after he restrains me and walks over to our drawers. 

My body shifted to get more comfortable, I bit my lip and watched as he opened the drawers and pulled a vibrator out, I knew I was in for it then. 

”You’ve been so fucking bratty today. First, I caught you touching yourself, and I tried to be nice and give you what you wanted without punishing you because I knew how needy you were,” he begins, walking over to me and dragging the vibrator across my stomach. 

”And then you try to flip me over and dominate me, perhaps I need to remind you of your place.” 

I quiver and look up to him with pleading eyes, ”I’m sorry, Daddy! I promise I won't be bratty anymore!” I try to convince him, but I know it won't help.

”Oh, I know you won't be bratty...after I'm through with you.” 

The look in his eyes was lustful, , I crumbled under his gaze and whimpered. ”Daddy, I'm sorry! I just wanted to cum so fucking much, I need you so bad,” I try pleading to him as his body hovered over my naked one. He pushed my legs apart and put his knees in between them so I couldn't press then together 

”God, look at that pretty pussy, and it's all mine.” 

I catch my breath in my throat as his hand ghosted over it ”If you want to cum so fucking much,” he moves the vibrator to my clit and turns it on ”Then you’ll get to cum so fucking much.” 

I gasp and widen my eyes in the realization that he's not going to edge me all night and never let me cum, he's going to overstimulate me. He smirks at me and rubs the vibrating toy into my clit, I moan and close my eyes, my back arching from the pleasure. 

I tug on the handcuffs and curl my toes as the vibrations pulsate throughout my body ”Holy shi-Daddy!” I cried out. I was already so worked up from touching myself prior to this, so it wasn't taking much to bring me to the edge.

 Brian chuckles at the state I'm in, leaning down and ghosting over my lips ”You gonna cum, doll?” he questions me with a smirk, I nod my head furiously. 

I can't speak, the only thing leaving my mouth are the lewd noises caused by the orgasm I was on the brink of. Without any more of a warning, the ecstasy hits me like a truck, my moans are loud, and I can’t help but twitch. My legs clench but not all the way due to his knees being in the way 

”Don’t.” 

My legs halt their actions. 

”Take it like a good girl,” he says, his voice deep with lust. 

I bite my lip and try my best to ride it out, he turns the toy to the next setting that has a more powerful vibration and I choke. 

”F-fuck!” 

He grins devilishly as he rubs the toy against my clit more, my body trembles and I pull on the handcuffs crying out from the overwhelming pleasure. He moves down my body and begins placing kisses on my hips, keeping his eyes locked on my face, as I reach my second high of the night. 

The vibrator leaves my clit and I'm able to breathe...for 2 seconds. He plunges the vibrator deep into my pussy and attaches his lips to my clit, I practically scream at the feeling and buck my hips in which he then held them down with his other hand. 

”I’m so s-sensitive, shit.”

He forces two more orgasms out of me, I'm begging for mercy and shaking from the overstimulation, he finally turns the vibrator off, I let out a breath of relief and wait for him to uncuff me. 

”You think we're done?” he laughs, caressing my cheek before undoing his pants. 

”That’s really cute. We’re not done unless I say we are.” 

I feel myself shrink and watch him line himself up to my entrance, he pushes into me until he bottoms out then begins pound into me. I cry out and squeeze my eyes shut as he grips my hips tightly and a growl followed by ”Look at me while I fuck you.” 

I dig crescent moons into the palms of my hands, biting my lip and crying out ”Daddy, please! I'm sorry f-for being a b-brat!” He wraps his hand around my throat and squeezes the sides of my neck, I gasp, and tears start falling from my eyes, he leans in close to my face. 

”You’re sorry?” 

I desperately nod ”Yes, Daddy! I promise I won't be a brat anymore!” 

His thrusts are deep and rough, he continuously hits my g spot and his free hand starts rubbing my extremely sensitive clit ”Be a good girl for Daddy, take one more orgasm, Baby,” he softly groans as he picks up his pace. 

Lewd moans leave my mouth as I feel myself about to explode, my vision goes white and my body twitches against his. 

”Good girl,” he breathed out 

”You look so fucking beautiful when you orgasm, f-fuck.” 

His grunts turn into deep moans, he buries his head in my neck and releases his load inside of me, leaving kisses on my shoulder and neck as he came down from his high. He pulls out of me and raises his head, kissing my lips before unlocking the handcuffs and putting them to the side. 

”Come here,” he says after laying down then opens his arms, I practically fall against his chest and his arms wrap around me. He was such a hard dom, merciless when it came to almost all punishments, but was extremely sweet and soft when it came to aftercare, which is what I needed. 

”Was I too rough?” 

Still in subspace, I shook my head and let out a small no, cuddling into chest some more ”Do you want to take a bath, Baby?” he asked in a soft voice. I immediately sat up with a smile ”Yes, Daddy!” A chuckle leaves his mouth and he picks me up 

”Let’s go, Baby.”

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[lightdrabbles]

title: amo

pairing: brian kang/youngk x female reader

disclaimers: explicit language, smut, drinking.

genre: fluff&smut.

summary: your favorite band was finally touring, unfortunately for you, you were driving to another city to see them, and none of your friends even liked them. fortunately, however, while at the bar, you find yourself befriending a guy in a somewhat similar situation. 

authors note: i’m currently listening to “amo” by bmth which is what inspired me to write this after seeing the prompt. also uh don’t go home with strange people at gigs ig ??? i’ve never have a bad experience with them at the gig but yeah. also this was not re-read through so uhm. 

word count: 3.4k what the fuck

your rings hit the side of the plastic cup filled with water, forgetting your fake i.d at home before you drove to the busy main city a few towns over, you were currently stuck on water. you’d much rather be drinking a vodka and cola at this point, after meeting your fave band, and watching the crowd fill the barrier. you should probably head over there to score a decent place in the crowd where you can’t get hit by a crowd surfer but also have a good view of the band that you dedicated the past three years of your life to. 

as you turned around from the bar to walk to the barrier, you hear someone speak to you, “hey, sorry, but are you here alone?”

you look up from the cup, to the man speaking, raising your eyebrow, “sorry it’s just you give off the aura you’re here alone and my friend has basically just ditched me for one of the girls working backstage.” he rubs the back of his neck before notioning to another guy, who waves at him, giving him a thumbs up, and you take a look at him. he’s highkey attractive, and you wonder why he’s talking to you, “also i kinda hate mosh pits alone but i also love them and need someone to participate with me.”

you smile a little, holding back a laugh, if you were with this strange guy, maybe you wouldn’t be so scared of standing in the crowd. “i actually am, all my friends hate this band.” 

this time he raises his eyebrow, “hate them? 3racha are one of the best upcoming rock bands of the late twenty tens.”

“that’s what i said!” you almost exclaim, and he laughs.

“i’m brian, you want a drink?” he asks, notioning towards the fully stocked bar, and you bite your lip softly, nodding your head.

“___, nice to meet you. i’ll have a vodka and cola.” 

you watch the bartender prepare your drink, while he opens a beer for your new friend. after you receive your drinks you make your way to the small crowd to watch soundcheck, the doors for general admission would be opening in about forty minutes, so you had time to enjoy the music while being around the second row. 

after soundcheck was over, you had about twenty minutes left to talk to brian, and he was the one who sparked up the conversation first, motioning towards the tattoos he could see through the band shirt you had cut the sleeves off, and tied at your waist and the high waisted, black, leather mini skirt. “what’s the story behind these,” he motioned, first towards the roses that layered your left arm, and you proceeded to tell him a story about how you were lost as a child and roses helped you home.

as you waited for the first band to head on stage you found out he was in his own band, with jae, the friend who had “abandoned” him, he loved travelling and was currently studying in his masters at college. you’d have to remember not to mention you had just started your first year; he’d totally find it weird knowing you were nineteen.

finally, after what seemed like hours, the show had began. the first opening act, riot fever, had managed to storm through their set, even with the venue still filling up, and nobody singing when they asked for it during one of their songs. as they finished and the stage was changing over for the next act, 15&, brian’s attention was pulled away from another conversation you were having about how friends suck.

when his attention was back, he looked down to you and started to speak, pushing a backstage pass to your face, “maybe friends don’t suck,” he laughed as you took the pass.

“how the fuck?”

he looked over at jae, who had his arm around a girl, “you see the girl he’s been talking to all night? part of the crew, not just the backstage staff.”

that made your night entirely. you reached to grab the pass from him but he moves it away from your face before you can, “no way, little lady. how do i know you’re not about to take this and find another guy? hm. gotta prioritise myself.” he tells you over the music playing in the background; as he speaks your favorite song comes on -- drown by bring me the horizon. you wanna scream the song out at the top of your lungs but your attention is on the man in front of you.

“why would i do that?” 

he taps your nose slightly before you find yourself being pushed closer to him as people gather closer to the barrier, you wanna yell at the person who pushed you, but when brian wraps his arms close around your waist and whispers, “hey, i got you, it’s fine.” your anger just melts away.

15& played their set, and finally 3racha were due on. the group of 5 members had been your safe space since you were sixteen, now you finally get to see them live. during their set, you had helped multiple crowd surfers and had been pushed even closer to brian. there was something about his manor that made you drawn to him, so when the lead singer, chris, came up to the mic and asked everyone to turn to the person next to them and give them a hug -- a sign of respect for each other, your heart pounded in your chest, as brian grabs your shoulders, pushing you towards his chest and into a hug. the embrace warm, and you lean your head on his chest before you break out of the hug.

it happened fast, when his lips found yours, surrounded by people in a sweaty concert, you lost yourself. “damn, we got a couple of love birds in the audience right now,” the bassist, felix, had yelled, gathering your attention as you pulled away from the kiss. the way his hands lingered over your waist, just above your ass made you wonder if he was trying to go further with it.

you looked at the stage, as people cheered, a blush forming on your cheeks, your ears burning red with everything that was happening. “let’s dedicate this song to you two, then,” felix said into the microphone as they started to play their latest single, “XO”. 

the rest of the set felt different somehow, brian never moving his arm from your waist, making sure nobody kicked you in the head when crowd surfing. and finally 3racha had finished their show, the venue leaving. 

brian turned to you, as everyone headed to merch, “so backstage?”

you bit your lip softly, looking at the time on your phone. you hadn’t planned on staying in town, but hopefully making your way home before midnight. it was only eleven, but if you went backstage, there was a big chance of more drinks and you’d have to pay out for a hotel or sleep in your car.

on the other hand; here was an insanely attractive man, who had scored you backstage passes to your favorite band. “backstage.” you nodded your head.

he smiles brightly, “want another drink before we go?”

you nodded again and the older man walked back to the bar quickly, seeing his friend jae standing there with his arm candy. after a few moments he turned so he was facing you again and motioned you to head over. dragging your feet to the bar you stood next to him as he pulled his arm around you, “jae, chungha, this is ___.”

“hi.” you smiled. your drink was passed to you by the bartender as he filled up a tray with shots and various other drinks, you took a small sip before making a face at it. “jesus christ,” you muttered.

“too much vodka, not enough coke?” the female, chungha said, smirking a little.

“something like that,” you replied, almost laughing. 

brian looked at you, “sorry,” he whispered into your ear as chungha had grabbed a few bottles of beer before jae grabbed the tray. 

“backstage?” she asked, and the two of you nodded. “i’m just gonna say the boys get hella rowdy after a show and tonight’s was insane, so if they’re loud, or try and beat each other then, well. yeah.” she said as the four of you walked past some members of the crew backstage. brian’s arm never leaving your shoulder as he occasionally sipped on the beer in his hand. 

tonight was definitely going down in the best nights of your life. chungha had passed beers to a few members of the crew before you had reached a room backstage. “we’re probably gonna be here for like an hour before the guys go out to meet fans and i think they wanna head to a club or something afterwards. maybe they’ll just hang out in the bus with some music, extra booze.”

brian pulls you down onto a sofa as you enter the room where three of the members of 3racha are already sat. “oh,” he whispers in your ear, “i totally lied by the way,” you raise your eyebrows. “i kinda know the guys.”

you look around the room, taking a sip from your drink, you try to steady your breathing. 

“god i’m out of it,” chris said, grabbing a shot of tequila from the tray and downing it as he ran a towel through his damp hair. he looked at you, then brian and laughed softly, “hope he’s treating you right, honey.”

you take another sip of your drink, pulling your legs onto the couch, and leaning against brian, “what’s that-”

“ignore him, ___. he’s been like this since highschool.” he mutters, rubbing his fingers over your arm. you look up at him as he looks down at you, smiling softly. 

maybe the fact you had 2 glasses of the mixture swimming in your gut, but you wouldn’t mind if brian had asked you back to his place; wherever that may be. “you’ve been there through everything with 3racha, then?” 

he nods his head, “mhm. helped them write their first few songs,” he tells you as felix opens up a bottle of beer, but instead of a normal way - he slams it against the table, breaking the glass, causing everyone to look at him. felix wasn’t even twenty one yet, and here chungha was, feeding a starting alcohol habit. you couldn’t really say much, you were nineteen and on your second drink of the night. 

“jesus christ, felix.”

“shit, i’m fuckin’ sorry. gross, i smell of beer.”

“yeah that’s what typically happens when you smash a bottle of beer. dumb fuck.” changkyun, the drummer, said, slapping the boy on the back of his head.”if yunho or jooheon saw that they would’ve locked you in a guitar case.”

“how would i even fit into a guitar case?!” felix almost shrieks in anger, and changkyun just gives him a glare - an almost evil glare.

as if by magic the last two members of the group walk into the dressing room, seeing alcohol sitting on a tray in the middle of the table, they both grab a cup of something, before they see the glass on the floor. “jesus, who did that?” jooheon says, rolling his eyes and taking a seat next to you.

okay ___, stay cool. one of your favorite guitarists isn’t exactly sat next to you right now. 

he stops drinking the alcohol in his hand, looks at you then chris, then brian and back to you, “uh hi?”

you turn to him, “hi.” you reply back, brian’s arm gets tighter around you, now leaving your arm and sitting on your side. you turn your attention to him, after he puts his beer glass down, he places his fingers under your chin and pulls you into the second kiss of the night. this time it’s more heated as music starts playing in the dressing room.

if your mother could see you now, she would probably scream at you. call you a whore, or something else. she didn’t even know you were out of town that night, thinking you were with your friend, jamie. the kiss gets more intense, fast, his tongue pressing against yours, his teeth occasionally biting down into your bottom lip.

“dude, if you’re gonna makeout with her take it to the tour bus, i’ll give you the keys and you can use the back room.” yunho almost throws a pillow at the two, as brian pulls away. he pulls off his bandana holding back all the blonde hair, and throws it over at his friend. 

“shut up,” he says, pressing another kiss to your lips, but this time it’s soft and sweet. he leans down to your ear, whispering, “i’d love to take you back to my place, but only if you’re okay with it.”

fuck yeah you were okay with it, inside of telling him, you respond with a kiss of your own. hand grabbing the back of his neck, holding him as close to you as you can. 

for the next hour, you find yourself listening to music, getting to know the boys of 3racha, and drinking. while occasionally locking lips with the man you had met only a few hours ago. 

they agreed to drop the two of you off at brian’s apartment, only twenty minutes away from the venue, and even though you dreaded leaving your car where it was parked, you didn’t want to risk the idea of getting into a car accident. plus it was already two in the morning.

when the two of you are finally in the apartment, you immediately take off your shoes, holding the red heals in your hand, you feel brian hold onto your waist. “so, we can order a pizza, i have some more booze laying around, or we could get to fucking first and i can take you out for breakfast tomorrow.” he whispers in your ear, leaving a line of soft kisses down the back of your neck, your hair had already been pulled into a bun the minute 3racha had entered the stage. 

you turned your body around, “hm, pizza, sex and alcohol? sounds like a plan.” with your answer, you kiss him again, lips feeling like heaven as he taps your butt softly. 

“any allergies i should know of?” 

you shake your head as he gives you a small tour of the apartment, leading you finally into the bedroom. he looks you up and down, untying the bow you had at the bottom of your shirt, before pulling it over your head and kissing your lips again. his hands find themselves tangled in your hair as he pushes you down to the bed. “fuck the pizza, i need you first.” he says as he manages to push his way out of the skinny jeans on his waist. 

quickly he pulls down your skirt, hands gripping at your thighs. you were always insecure about the way they pushed together but his eyes latched onto them, marking them with hickies along the inside. you mentally thanked yourself for shaving last night. and shaving everywhere. he moves up to your face, kissing you softly again, hands trailing down the bra straps before he eventually unclasps the back. “sit on my face.” 

you gulp a little, sobering up somewhat with his words. you shook your head a little, your bra still covering up your breasts. “i - i can’t.” you tell him.

raising his eyebrow, “it wasn’t a question, babydoll. sit. on. my. face.”

you hesitate but find yourself adjusting your position and sitting on his face, to put it blunt. his hands grip at your underwear, the faded pink lace. you didn’t assume anything was going to happen that night, so you weren’t going to throw on your good pair of matching lingerie. brian bites down on your left thigh, but softly, enough to leave another mark not to the point of actual pain. he pulls your underwear off, snapping the band. “sorry,” he whispers into your thigh, throwing the pair of busted panties to the side, “if you’re a good girl, i’ll buy you some new ones.” he teases before going straight to the gold.

his tongue flicks over your clit, his fingers digging into your thighs, leaving bruises. he warms you up before his tongue enters you, exploring the new area. you lean your hands against the headboard of his bed, nails digging into it. using one hand to keep you still, brian’s fingers find your clit this time, slight pressure added as he uses two fingers to rub it.

you weren’t a virgin by any point, but it had been so long to the point of you could’ve came from any dirty talk. 

his mouth moves away, “fuck, you’re so damn sweet.” he mutters, before his mouth is back at your entrance. you needed something more to feel a stronger orgasm, but at the way he was going, you were about to cum. 

“i’m gonna - shit,” you mutter, feeling your legs start to plummet, “shit.” you repeat. breathing heavy, your throat felt dry as brian pulled away again. 

“you gonna cum, baby?” a smirk is present on his face as you look down at him, nodding your head. “good girl.”

the second his tongue latches itself back around you, you feel the waves in your stomach as your orgasm approaches you. brian helps you ride it out, and helps you off him, laying you down on the bed, your bra now long gone too. he pulls his shirt off, your hands immediately going towards running down his stomach. another kiss is pressed against your mouth as he lets you catch your breath. “you did well,” he tells you, a hand pressed against your cheek. “the place that’s open at this time takes forty minutes, i’m gonna order it and then i’m going to ruin you.” he kisses you again, before leaving the room. 

you sit up on your elbows, going to your bag that was thrown near the edge of the bed to check the time and see if your mother had called your best friend yet. aside from a few twitter and instagram notifications you had barely anything to see. it was closer to two am now, you knew your mother was about to kill you if she had seen the snapchat stories you had been posting all night. you had various notifications from your friends on that app, and as you were about to check them, the male walked back into the room.

“you ready, sweetheart?” he asks you, as you lock your phone, looking up at him and smirking. your phone gets placed on a bedside table, and before you know it, brian is pushing you back onto the bed, leaving hickies over your neck, throat, both your breasts and down your stomach, god, you were going to have a hard time explaining this to your family but in the moment, you were in bliss. 

he grabs a condom from the bedside table, ripping it open with his teeth and slides it on, his boxers long gone. it doesn’t take him long before he has himself lined up, and pressing against you, your faces pressed together in a deep makeout. your hands dragging along his back with every thrust he made. your lipstick long gone, and your eye makeup smudged already. he stops for a second, taking your appearance in.

“what?”

“nothing, you just look beautiful.” he tells you, and you find yourself blushing before he continues his pace and speed. it continues for what seems like no time at all, as you fall deep into the mattress. “you tell me when you’re close, babydoll. i wanna hear you scream.”

fuck. those words sent you into oblivion, “god, i’m gonna cum.” you mutter only a few minutes later, to which he replies with a bite of your earlobe. after you let out a string of loud moans, and curses, he emptied himself into you. the pair of you sweating, looking at each other.

you shut your eyes for a split second, but wake up to brian pushing one of his shirts over your torso, and telling you the pizza had arrived. 

“do you wanna go out with me sometime?” he asks out of the blue, as you’re halfway through a slice of pizza. you swallow and nod your head, smiling at him.

“i’d like that a lot.”

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The Rock Show //Young K// (Part 1)

Tags: Swearing, smoking, maybe a smut chapter idk yet, Day6 rockstar au! Youngk x fem reader

Arguments were common in your family. It seemed like a weekly thing when you visited home. You would always find your parents sat at the dining room table with your baby sister, well you called her your baby sister. Reality was that she was a fifteen year old spitfire and a rebellious teenager. 

This week when you visited home, you were greeted by the all too familiar sound. You dropped your bag by the door and kicked off your beat up sneakers. Quietly, you made your way to the dining room. 

“I’m fifteen, I’m old enough to go to the concert!” Alex shouted as you entered the room. You watched your mom and dad sigh, the seemed exhausted. “Hey everyone.” You said, taking a seat at the table. No one greeted you back, they just furthered their discussion. You always seemed to have horrible timing. 

“You are not going to a rock concert alone.” Your mother said and you watched your father nod in agreement. You felt bad for your sister. She never seemed happy unless she was listening to music. So you knew how much this meant to her. 

“When’s the concert?” You asked Alex and she sighed. “This Friday, what do you care?” She snapped, obviously annoyed with the situation. You tended to not to take her tone to heart because you knew she didn’t mean it. “How about I go with you?” You suggested, being more than happy to turn in one of your lonely Friday nights to spend some time with your sister. 

“It’s not your kind of music.” She said and huffed. You laughed to yourself and looked at your hands. There was significant age gap between the two of you, seven years to be exact. seeing her act the way she did made you wonder if you were the same at her age. 

“The way I see it is, you can not go at all or just go with me and act like I don’t exist when we get there.” You suggested with a shrug and your parents seemed to agree. “Fine but we have to get there early though, the line will be insane.” Alex said and you noticed her try not to smile. “Okay, whatever you say chief.” You told her and she took off to her room. 

Turning to your parents, your father placed his hand on yours. “What did I get myself into?” You asked with a laugh. “I’m lucky you came when you did, I was about to sacrifice myself and go.” Your father said and you laughed. “Ah, life is slow lately, maybe I need this.”

You thought back to the last few weeks. It really seemed like nothing was happening around you and lately and you were bored. University was on break and all your friends seemed to have gone on vacation, leaving you alone in your dorm and incredibly lonely. 

Your mother had left the table while you lost yourself in thought. The weight of your fathers’ hand was a comfort to you and he squeezed gently. “What’s on your mind?” He asked and you simply shrugged. “Nothing to be worried about. What band am I even going to?” You questioned, totally forgetting to ask your sister. 

“I believe they are called Day6, do with that information what you will. Here’s some money, buy her a shirt or something when you two are there.” He told you and slipped a small wad of cash your way. Taking it into you hand , you could tell it was way too much. 

“Dad this is way too much for a t-shirt.” You commented and he smiled. “Just take it. You’re a good daughter, you deserve it.” He paused and looked around. He leaned in slightly and gestured for you to come closer as well. 

“Just please... don’t tell your mother.” 

A/N: Part 1 is kind of an intro chapter and Young K isn’t in it yet. Tell me what you think!

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The Back Up Plan (Young K/Reader)

Author: Admin Guki

Genre: Angst/Smut

Words: 4.7k

Warnings: Drinking?

Prompt: “Young K smut please >.< angsty too >.< and a tiny bit of fluff!” --Anon

You could feel the subtle burn of cinnamon as his tongue slipped into your mouth. You noticed as he stuck his gum to the rim of his drink preparing for the kiss, but you loved that as his lips pressed gently against yours the flavor licked against your senses.

There was an underlying tone hidden within the intoxicating mask of cinnamon that you couldn't shake; the unmistakable taste of every brokenhearted one night stand the two of you shared. This indulgence always began when another man came to swoop you from underneath your feet, only to drop you off the nearest balcony and straight into Brian's bed once again. He was your best friend, after all, and you thought maybe it wasn't so weird that he knew just how to fuck you out of another heartache. Though he always seemed to make it known to anyone--except you--how uncomfortable it was on his end to wake up to an empty bed littered with the scent of the girl he loved so desperately. His best friend. His “just friends” best friend.

“Alright, alright!” Sungjin’s voice finally cut through the heat of your kiss. “Time’s up. Young K, it's your turn.”

Hearing Brian’s other name caught you slightly off guard. You all hadn’t been together as a whole group in a while, so you had to stop yourself from correcting Sungjin. You were the only one who called him by his real name. He laughed awkwardly and ran his hand through his hair. Maybe truth or dare was a little childish for a group of college students, but there were worse things you could be doing. You weren’t surprised that Sungjin had dared the two of you to kiss, but it was a shock to Brian the way you so confidently agreed and tossed your hair over your shoulder.

“Jae, truth or dare?”

Jae tilted his head in an attempt to be cocky. “Hit me with a dare, big boy.”

“Alright.” Brian sighed and glanced around the room. “I dare you to do a strip tease to one of those cover songs you're always putting on YouTube.”

Jae chuckled and pressed his tongue to his cheek,. “’Les get it!”

It was a total cop out on Jae’s part. He chose a 57 second video he had made of him covering Strip by Chris Brown. He ran his hands up and down his thighs, twerked slightly, and as soon as he unbuttoned his pants the song had ended and everyone was booing. Dowoon’s shy girlfriend even joined in, and you were glad she seemed to finally be relaxing around your little group of friends.

It seemed like almost no time had passed before someone called on Brian again. Wonpil’s boyfriend smiled coyly as he chose Truth.

“So what's the deal with you two?” He glanced from you back to Brian. “Are you in love or wh-”

“No!” He cut him off. “No. Not at all. That's weird as hell. We’re just friends. That’s it. That's all it ever will be.”

The blush that traced your cheeks at the question had quickly turned to knots in your stomach. He wasn't wrong. You were just friends, but the way he seemed so repulsed by the question really threw you off. He nudged your shoulder with his and you smiled before giving a quick nod.

“I need to pee.”

Sungjin caught your eye as you stood up to make your way towards the bathroom and gave you the most pathetic sympathetic smile to which you just nodded again. Nobody else really seemed to notice how your demeanor changed before you snuck off.

You took your time washing your hands and checking yourself in the mirror before stepping back into the hallway. You noticed Sungjin from the corner of your eye and snuck into his bedroom only to throw yourself dramatically onto his bed with a sigh.

“How's the game going?”

He chuckled and plopped down beside you. “It's pretty much just a makeout fest. I told everyone goodnight.”

“Awww!” You pouted dramatically. “Does little Sungjinnie have nobody to make out with?”

He rolled his eyes and rolled over to face you. “Well there is someone-”

“Jae?! Oh my god!” You squealed, “I always knew it! I could feel the spark and you know I totally saw the way you watched him during his little strip tease. Sungjin, just take what's yours!”

He laughed and tried to cover your mouth, but you kept going. “Just scream that you love him and smash your mouths together and kiss the fu-”

Suddenly Sungjin’s firm hand over your mouth became his lips. He didn't even give you time to react before he pulled away and began apologizing, but in all honesty it felt right. You pulled him back to you by the collar of his shirt and kissed him back. His tongue slipped effortlessly into your mouth and the thoughts of Brian were pushed out of your mind. For a moment you almost thought you could see this working, if it weren't for Sungjin’s door slamming shut and startling both if you out of your heated daze.

You jumped out of Sungjin’s bed and flung the door back open only to see Young K still on the other side of the door. His back was to you and his arms were holding his weight against the adjacent wall. You swallowed the lump in your throat and with a quiet, shaky breath you finally spoke.

“We’re just friends, Brian. Right?”

The drive to your apartment was awkward--and if it wasn't for your roommate Jae’s inability to shut the hell up--it might have been quiet. You stared out the window, occasionally shrugging in response until he whipped the cat out of the bag.

“So you and Young K, huh?”

“There's no 'me and Young K’, Jae,” you spat. “Just drop it.”

“I know you two are in love, dude. Why not just get together and stop making this more of a mess than it needs to be?”

You finally turned your gaze from the window to face him. “It would complicate everything and ruin our friendship. How can you not see that? You heard what he said. ‘Just friends and that's all it’ll ever be.’ Also, what about Sungjin? He’s been in love with me since grade school and tonight I kissed him… I just- How do you go back from that? He's Bri’s roommate.” You inhaled slowly and paused. “It's just that no matter who I choose, somebody is going to be hurt and it's probably going to be me”

“So you like Sungjin?”

“N-no! No.” You struggled. “Yes? Fuck, Jae, I don’t know!”

He put the car in park and you realized you were already home. Jae nodded before patting you on the head like a child. “But you definitely like Young K.”

You stared at him and bit anxiously at your lip before finally nodding. “I do…”

“Then is there really a choice to be made?”

You hated how honest Jae was sometimes, and even more so, you hated that he was actually right. There wasn't really a choice here. You wanted Brian, but he made things pretty clear when he announced in front of everyone that you were just friends only minutes after making out with you.

You tossed and turned all night. You couldn't stop thinking about him. The stupid dare, the dumb confession, kissing Sungjin, and the way Brian reacted. If you two were really just friends, then why was he so upset? You groaned and grabbed your phone to check the time. 6:48 AM and 1 new message?

You sat up, quickly tapped in your knock code, and tightened your grip on your phone as you saw his name: Brian Kang. One new message from the asshole who kept you up all night. You hesitated before opening it, and were full of regret the moment you did.

>> Don't hurt him okay? He really likes you.

You didn't respond. In fact, eight days had passed since you had replied to a single message, voicemail, or phone call from Young K. You went as far as ignoring Dowoon when he asked you if you were avoiding everyone, but you felt guilty about that one. Unfortunately, it all caught up to you--no thanks to your asshole of a roommate.

“The guys are coming over.”

“The guys?” You questioned intently. “What guys exactly?”

“You know. The usual.” He forced a smile. “Dowoon, Wonpil, Whatever his boyfriend’s name is, and--” Jae mumbled and turned to walk away, but you caught his arm and glared at him. “Brian?”

“Oh.” Jae coughed. “I don't know. Yeah. Maybe?”

“Great!” You smiled. “Because Jaebum is having this killer party tonight so I won't even be home. Have fun without me.”

Jae frowned and shook his head. “Why won't you just talk to--”

“I said have fun!” You cut him off with a lot more spite in your tone than intended, but just rolled your eyes and walked away.

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

You slapped your palms against your head before resting your face in your hands. You were currently holed up in a filthy bathroom (obviously the apartment belong to college-aged men) hating the fact that you didn't put two and two together. You and Brian were avoiding one another. Of course he wouldn't go to Jae’s party because there was possibility you’d be there. Now the two of you were mingling at the same party, at the same tiny apartment, and you couldn't seem to find an excuse in the world to escape this situation.

Someone tapped lightly on the door, and as you startled, you flushed the toilet to avoid any awkwardness in the way you had taken shelter in the bathroom.

“Just a second!”

You turned the water on and began washing your hands in a quick manner. Trying to do your best in acting like you'd actually been going to the restroom and not wallowing in self pity for your current situation. Everything changed the moment you opened the door. Before you could even think, a strong hand was wrapped tightly around your wrist, pulling you back into the small room and clicking the door shut behind you. You noticed the familiar smell immediately and before your eyes even met, you knew Brian had blocked you in.

With no escape, you sat on the lid of the toilet once again. “What is it?”

You were avoiding eye contact at all costs but he was practically hovering over you and you could feel his eyes burning into your skin. Suddenly, you felt naked and wrapped your arms tightly around yourself.

“Why are you avoiding me?” There was a tinge of pain in his voice.

“What do you mean? I’m not av--”

“Cut the shit.” The interruption caught you off guard and before you spoke again, he was kneeling in front of you and lifting your chin, forcing you to finally look at him. “I didn't mean to hurt you. Saying we were just friends or whatever. I’m sorry. But you hurt me too.”

“I hurt you?! How?!” You snapped back.

“Oh I don't know! How about sucking my roommates face off after kissing me?”

“It was a dare, Brian.” You sighed through your words. “A stupid dare.”

“So you felt nothing?”

You felt a knot growing in your chest, but you weren't going to cry. Not sitting in some smelly bathroom and definitely not in front of him. Instead you shrugged and shook your head.

“Nothing.”

“Bullshit!” He shot back. “Every time you have your heart broken, you crawl into MY bed. Bullshit if you say it's because I mean nothing.”

“Stop it.”

He grabbed your chin, urging you to look at him again. Instead, you squeezed your eyes shut as tight as you could manage. “I love you. You know that I do. You've always known, and I know you feel the same.”

Your breathing was growing rampant and you could suddenly feel your heart beating in your ears. “Please stop.”

“I need you to say it-- Please say you love me. I need to hear you say it."

“God damn it, Young K!” Even you were taken aback by the name. You never called him by his stupid nickname. You hated it, but it fell from your mouth full of pure venom as you shoved him away from you and stood up. “I said stop. This conversation is over.”

You made your way towards the door and once again his hand found its way around your wrist. “If you walk out that door…” He took a deep breath almost full of instant regret, but both of you were shocked by the words that slipped past his lips. “This friendship is over. Anything we were or ever could be is over. I'm serious.”

You didn't glance back at him or even stall for a moment. Instead you ripped your arm from his grip and stormed out of the bathroom and straight towards the kitchen. You grabbed the first bottle of alcohol you could find, and without so much as a second thought, you popped the lid off and began chugging it.

“Easy there, Slugger.” Youngjae’s voice was soft and sweet as he tilted the bottle down from your lips.

You stared back at him with tear-filled eyes threatening to fall at any moment, and the sympathetic smile he gave you only made them sting worse. You smiled and brought the bottle back to your lips once more. He only shook his head and walked away.

You were surprised in the lack of burn from the liquor. It was extremely sweet and tasted purely of peach. It was all too easy to chug nearly half the bottle before Youngjae returned and pried it from your hands.

“Seriously Y/N, you need to put it down.” You rolled your eyes, but Youngjae only softened his tone. “This stuff is 99 proof and you're a helluva lightweight. You're not going to know what's what within the next 20 minutes.”

“I’m sorry…” You squeaked, this time unable to fight back the tears rolling silently down your cheeks. “Thank you, Youngjae.”

“Hey, it's okay. Let's go get some air.”

You smiled as sweetly as you could manage and wiped your cheeks. “I kind of want to be alone, if that's okay.”

He only nodded and watched as you made your way toward the small patio deck just outside the living room. You pulled the glass sliding door shut behind you and leaned against the metal railing, finally letting yourself cry.

You weren't even sure what exactly the problem was. It's not like you loved Brian. At least, you didn't think so. He was your best friend though and a great piece of ass. Beyond that he was always there for you to use and abuse at your disposal. 

“Oh... My god,” you choked out through a sob. You were terrible to him. How could he fall in love with you when you had been so selfish with him all these years? Always taking and never giving back, even if he didn't expect anything of you.

You felt your heart pounding in your head the more you thought about him, and as you wiped your face and reached for the sliding door you became aware of just how drunk you really were. You swayed and nearly tripped, but luckily you caught yourself on the handle of the door. You giggled as someone pulled it open unexpectedly.

“Bri- an,” you hicupped. “Gosh. I was jus’ drinkin’ ‘bout you.”

You chuckled to yourself at the cleverness and the small thought that flashed through your brain about how you went from sobbing to giggling so drastically. Brian only shook his head and sighed in frustration.

“How much did you drink? Youngjae said you chugged nearly half of a bottle.”

You smacked his chest. “How much did you drink?”

“I'm serious,” he said sternly. “How are you getting home?”

“I'm not!” You attempted to push past him, suddenly angered by all his questions. “Jae is havin’ a party which is where YOU are ‘'pposed to be. So can ya move now?”

He only shook his head again. “Come on. Let's go. I’m taking you home.”

You’d like to say you put up a good fight, but at some point Brian put his hands on either side of your face and looked straight into your eyes just inches from your face. You held your breath as you studied the darkness of his eyes. You never noticed before, but they seemed to hold the slightest hint of maroon and somewhere between agreeing to go with him and the walk to the car you asked him if you could stay with him. Just for tonight.

Of course he agreed--and ever the gentleman he was--he gave you a large shirt, grabbed his favorite pillow from his bed, and made himself comfortable on the couch. You were confused at first. The two of you had slept together multiple times, but given the circumstances you were surprised he even let you stay at his place and decided not to complain as you crawled into his bed alone.

You woke with a dull throbbing in your skull, but it was nothing like the hangover you had anticipated. You woke slowly, stretched, and suddenly remembered where you were. You sighed, defeated, and climbed out of Brian’s bed and made your way for the kitchen.

You couldn't help but smile to yourself when you saw your favorite coffee mug of his and a few pain relievers waiting for you next to a fresh pot of coffee. Mornings with Brian were always like this. He would sneak quietly out of bed, get your coffee ready, and on occasion, he would even cook you breakfast.

Usually he waited for you in the kitchen, his smile always making your heart jump slightly in your chest, but this was different. You hadn't spent the night with tangled limbs and soft kisses in a pathetic attempt to drown out the heartache. You weren't here on a mission to forget or to be comforted by your best friend. You didn't actually know why you were at his place at all.

Actually, you did. You hated yourself for not realizing it so much sooner, but you loved him. The best possible choice for you was always right in front of you. You made your way back down the hallway, quietly searching for him.

You heard the water running in the bathroom, and the door--to your surprise-- was cracked open, almost in a silent invitation. You heard water crashing against the porcelain floor and imagined Young K running his hands through his hair, pushing the shampoo through his locks, only for the droplets to roll down his body and crash into the tub. You took a deep breath, swallowing any hesitation, and stepped into the bathroom, quietly closing the door behind you.

You took your time to undress and stared at the shower curtain before you. This could be a terrible idea, or this could literally be the best choice you ever made. At that you swallowed hard, pushed back the curtain, and stepped inside.

You knew he had to know you were in there by now, you were literally right behind him. Yet he never turned around or so much as acknowledged you. You admired the muscles of his back, his perfect shoulder blades, the dimples at the base of his spine, and smiled. With one last leap of courage you ran your hands across his skin. You traced his shoulder blades and let your thumbs trace soft circles into his neck. You felt him sigh into your touch before finally turning around in defeat.

He eyes moved across every inch of skin, avoiding your eyes for far too long before he finally meeting your gaze. “What are you doing?”

His voice was low and full of what you could only imagine as heartache. You shrugged.

“You don't know?” He chuckled, emotionless. “Figures. You never know.”

Your hands were still laced around him, playing in the hair at the base of his neck and drinking in the way he was staring at you. You couldn't find your voice, but suddenly his hands were on your waist and he was so unbelievably close that it made your breath hitch.

“Brian…”

You stumbled his name through a broken breath and he pressed his lips to yours, pushing the air back into your lungs. Your heart was pounding incredibly loudly in your ears, but all you could think of or taste was the kiss. Your hands tangled into his hair and your bodies were finally touching as you fought each other for dominance over the kiss. His arms engulfed you and the two of you couldn't possibly get any closer as his tongue slipped into your mouth.

The water ran over your bodies, and for a second you thought you would be perfectly fine drowning in this moment. Until Brian pulled away, tugging your lip between his teeth and resting his forehead against yours.

“What are we doing” He breathed again, eyes still shut.

You kissed him softly, slowly brushing your lips against his just in case your confession was going to send him running. You studied his face. He almost seemed upset, hard, chiseled in stone. Until he opened his eyes, finally taking you in. This time he kissed you and you swallowed the urge to cry.

“Brian, I’m so--” You paused and he kissed you again, this time cupping your cheeks in his hands and sucking the breath from your lungs all over again.

“Let me do this right.” He whispered against your lips. “Don't let me fuck this up. Not again.”

At that his hands slipped from your body. He reached behind him to shut off the shower and tossed open the shower curtain before his fingertips danced against your skin again. He smiled as he stepped out of the shower, taking both of your hands. You couldn't help the weakening of your knees failing to keep you standing any longer. You fell against him, giggling, as your cheek pressed firmly against his wet chest.

“Sorry,” you glanced up and his eyes met yours directly. You tried to look away sheepishly, but the tips of his fingers found your jaw and as he tilted his head you craned your neck to kiss him again.

He hummed, “I could kiss you all day.”

Knees still weak and wobbling, Brian lead you the short distance to his bedroom and his knees buckled against the back of the bed. He pulled you into his lap, tongue tracing patterns against your damp skin before nipping at your collarbone.

“I’m in love with you, Brian.” You held your breath in disbelief that you had finally blurted it out. His lips stilled against your neck and you pulled your lip between your teeth anxiously. “I- I’m sorry. I don't know when it hap-”

He chuckled and you froze in utter disbelief that you had just confessed and he was laughing. Suddenly you realize just how naked you were, not just physically. You were 100% vulnerable and you shut your eyes, wishing to yourself that this was just some fucked up dream until finally Brian’s lips were pecking a small pathway across your jaw and to your lips. You finally opened your eyes, leaning back to get a better look at his expression.

“You just apologized for being in love with me. How are you so goddamn cute?”

You giggled and shoved his chest, pushing both of you over on his bed as he wrapped his arms around you. Your lips crashed together messily and his hands slipped slowly down your body until he was grabbing your ass cheeks and pulling you into him. You rolled your hips slowly with the guidance of his large hands and whimpered as your sensitive clit brushed against his hardened cock. You were still love in his kiss, but his body was touching you in all the right places and suddenly you were getting dizzy and overwhelmed with need.

“Bri-” You panted, struggling to pull away from the kiss. “Fuck.”

He hissed, and rolled over to hover on top of you. “Such a pretty girl should not say such ugly words,” he teased.

“Fuck me.” You trembled as his cock twitched against your thigh. “Please?”

He left you with one last firm kiss before grabbing a condom from his bedside drawer. He ripped the package open and tossed it carelessly onto the floor of his bedroom before rolling it on himself and positioning himself at your entrance. He paused just as his tip was pressing into you.

“Say it one more time.” His eyes stayed focused on the way the corners of your mouth pulled into a playful smile. “Say you love me.”

You leaned up just far enough to grab him at the base of his neck and press your lips to his. “I love you, Brian Kang.”

He smiled against your lips and eased himself into you. You ran your nails across the expanse of his shoulders down his arms as you fell against the mattress with a soft moan. You clung to his wrists and his hands found purchase on your waist as he rocked back and forth. You watched, awestruck, as his eyes fluttered shut and his teeth burrowed into his bottom lip, and with each thrust he let out a small grunt.

Your body was shivering in the most provocative way as he filled you over and over again. He leaned over you and peppered kisses across the soft lines of your collarbones. His hips never stilled as he sucked harshly at your neck, no doubt leaving being a small branding of himself for the world to know he had been here. Brian wanted you to know he finally had you where he always wanted you, and you whimpered his name as his teeth pressed harsher against your skin.

You slid your hands between your bodies and dragged your nails roughly down his chest in retaliation. Reveling in the hiss you forced from his lungs, you wrapped your legs around him. The two of you were melting into one body and you couldn't contain the sweet sounds threatening to escape you any longer.

“Bri-” you moaned. “Oh God, Brian.”

His movements were growing stronger and sloppier and you squeaked partial moans each time his thighs slapped against the back of yours. His breathing was erratic and you were so close to coming undone each time he groaned above you. You clenched around his cock and the way he trembled was positively sinful.

“You like that, babe?” You teased through a loud moan and he slammed into you as you did it again. “Cum for me.”

“Ah, fuck,” he breathed, resting his forehead against yours.

His thrusts were relentless and you knew neither of you were going to last much longer. You held your breath as you felt the coil building fiercely in the pit of your stomach, and you let your fingernails dig into the soft flesh of his biceps. Your thighs tightened painfully around him and you clung to him as your orgasm rippled through your entire body.

His thrust slowed but were still pumping enough force to make your thighs slap together each time he entered you. Your curled your toes as the sensitivity built with each thrust until finally he spilled into the condom with a sultry moan. He stilled inside you as he caught his breath before finally rolling over and tossing the soiled condom in the waste bin beside his dresser.

He laughed slightly and you watched him, waiting for him to open his eyes. When you finally looked at him he gave you a quick peck, first on your lips and then on your nose.

“Please don’t leave before I wake up.”

“It's 10 am,” you chuckled. “Are you really going back to bed?”

He cocked an eyebrow at you. “Do you have other plans, baby?”

You glanced at him and then between your legs suggestively. “I was thinking another shower because I’m a sticky disgusting mess.”

“How dare you!” He shot back before pulling you on top of him. “That’d be such a waste. Climb up here...”

He wiggled his eyebrows at you as he pulled you further up his body towards his face.

“I’ll get you all cleaned up.”

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[amourkyh-blog]

Revealed

Pairing: Brian Kang x Reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: Dom!Brian, Face fucking, Degradation, Teasing, Cussing, Secrets part 2, actually just really really really filthy so don’t read if you can’t handle it

Word count: 3.1k+

It’s been days since that night and you haven’t been able to stop thinking about it which made spending time with Brian way too awkward. Every night since then that’s what would get you off. Tonight was more awkward than the rest. The two of you were sitting on the couch watching a movie, but every time he would stretch or touch your shoulder as he laughed at something funny you would flinch. Most of the time you weren’t even watching the movie, you were looking at him out of your peripherals and you were zoned out thinking about what it would feel like having his hands on your body and his lips on your own. The feeling of his tongue exploring your mouth and his skin beneath your hands.

“Y/n, are you okay?” He asked, tearing you from your thoughts and looking at you with one eyebrow raised.

“Yeah, I’m fine why?” Your face was flushed and your heart rate started to race. ‘I didn’t say anything aloud right?’ you asked yourself.

“Well I asked if you wanted to watch another movie, because this one is over.” You turned your head to the tv and noticed that it really was over. You really had not been paying attention one bit.

“Uh-um no I’m okay.” You stuttered slightly and he widened his eyes, pouting his bottom lip.

“Please just one more y/n, it’ll be good I promise.” His voice trailed off and you smiled at him, rolling your eyes slightly.

“Yeah, fine I’ll watch another one.” He smiled as he stood up and stretched his arms above his head, exposing his waistline. Your breath caught in your throat and your eyes widened. You wanted to reach up and run your hands along his abdomen. When he sat back down he was closer to you, his knee touching your own. Taking a deep breath in, you leaned back and watched as the movie started. You watched and gathered it was a chick-flick from the various scenes of the guy trying his hardest to get the girl. The amount of romance and cute things happening in the movie made your heart happy so you leaned your head on Brian’s shoulder like you’d normally do and sighed deeply. You stayed like that for about 30 minutes till you noticed his breathing was a little weird.

“Are you okay?” You asked him the same question he asked you.

“I know.” He whispered, popping his knuckles. You lifted up your head and looked at him, narrowing your eyes.

“You know what?” Your voice trailed off and you stared at him.

“I know, y/n. I know you were there that night.” He smirked with his eyes locked on your own. “I wanted you to see me.” Your jaw dropped and you were speechless. He licked the corner of his mouth and moved so his mouth was next to your ear.

“And I know that you’ve been thinking of it everyday for the past week. I know that you’ve been thinking of what it’d feel like to have my hands on your skin.” He whispered and slid his hand under the hem of your shirt, placing it on your hip and squeezing slightly. You shivered at the feeling of his large hand on your body. “I know you’ve been thinking of what it’d feel like to have my lips on your neck.” Your breathing was shaky as he kissed the edge of your jaw lightly, trailing open mouthed kisses down the column of your neck as your head tilted to the side slightly. A gasp left your lips as his teeth gently grazed your collarbone and one of your hands flew up to his bicep. He kissed his way back up your neck to your lips. “I know you’ve been thinking of this too.” He said right before his lips pressed against yours. Your hand wrapped around the back of his neck and you pulled him with you as you laid down on the couch. He propped himself up on one arm as his other kept its grip on your waist.

“Oh baby, we’re gonna have so much fun.” He smirked against your lips as his hand slid down to your ass. His tongue slipped into your mouth, dominating the kiss while your hand on the back of his neck slid into his hair. You tugged at his hair and whined into the kiss, rolling your hips up against him desperately. Brian’s hand pinned your hips to the couch, sucking on your bottom lip as he pulled away from the kiss.

“Baby, you need to calm down and be patient, I want to enjoy this.” He said as he kissed down your face to your neck. His teeth softly bit at the skin and he sucked lightly, eliciting a sigh from between your lips. You squirmed, trying to fight his grip, but that just made him grip you harder. He chuckled against your skin as you groaned in frustration. One of his hands slid up your side, pushing your shirt up, exposing your torso and breasts. He detached his lips from your neck and sat up on his knees, trapping your legs between his own. Pulling your shirt over your head, your breathing became unsteady.

“Oh my fucking god you’re so sexy, baby. I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around me.” He groaned while looking down at you. “Your skin is so soft.” His voice was low and full of lust as he slowly ran his hand flat up your abdomen. You shivered at the feeling of his large, calloused hand on your body and looked up at him. Eyes full of desperation, you looked into his dark, predatory eyes and then looked at his crotch. Your eyes widened as you saw the bulge that formed beneath the fabric of his sweatpants. Brian followed your gaze and a smirk spread across his face.

“You want to touch it don’t you? Take it in your mouth? Feel it inside of you? Well, go ahead baby, I won’t stop you.” He cooed as he grabbed your hand and put it on his clothed stomach. Your hand was shaky as you brought it down to the waistband of his pants. Breathing deeply, your hand delved into his pants and you grabbed his dick lightly and you felt him flinch. You looked up at him, both of your breathing unsteady, his jaw was clenched and his eyes were sharp and intimidating as he made eye contact with you.

“Either grab it or put it in your mouth, I don’t like being teased.” Brian’s voice was rough and deep, ordering you around. You pushed his hips and he took that as a sign to let you up. Moving and sitting back on the couch, you got on your knees in front of him. Brian licked his lips and smiled at you, spreading his legs so you could wedge yourself as close to him as you could.

“I want to make you feel good too, Brian.” You purred as you moved between his legs with your hands on his thighs. Your hands ghosted over his clothed dick and he growled slightly.

“What did I say about teasing?” Your face flushed and and you swallowed hard, keeping eye contact as you pulled his dick out from beneath the fabric of his sweats. Stroking him lightly, you felt his breathing speed up and you looked down, eyes widening as you noticed he was pretty big. Taking a deep breath, you leaned over and kissed the tip lightly, kitten licking it from between your lips. Brian sucked in sharply as you licked a stripe up his shaft and wrapped your lips around him, bobbing slowly up and down. Taking your free hand, you swiped your hair out of your face only to have it fall back in your eyes. You were about to take your mouth off him to go get a hair tie when you felt his hands running through your hair.

“No don’t stop, keep going baby.” His husky voice rang in your ears as he gripped your hair in one hand and lightly pushed down your head. You complied with his actions, letting his dick hit the back of your throat. Keeping the pace he wanted as he directed with pushes and pulls on your hair, your eyes started to flutter shut as you got into it, hearing the low grunts and unsteady breathing coming from through his lips, when you felt a sharp pain on your head.

“Look at me.” Brian’s voice was low and raspy as you sucked him off, trailing your eyes slowly up his torso until you met his own. he watched your eyes, grunting occasionally as you swirled your tongue around his dick. You decided to change pace, going fast and pulling against his grip. Your head went faster and faster until he stood up and started thrusting up into it, making you gag. The look in his eyes was primal and he growled as he continued to fuck your mouth.

“You like that don’t you? What a pretty little slut, letting me fuck her mouth. You’re a dirty little whore aren’t you?” All you could do do was whine as he thrusted hard and fast into your face. “You like doing what you want? Well everything comes with a consequence baby.” He snarled at you, the grip on your hair was so tight it felt as if your scalp was on fire. You felt him get messier as if he was about to cum so he pulled you up by your hair and pushed you onto the couch. He pulled down your pants and panties in one swift movement, tossing them on the floor next to him. His head was positioned in front of your pussy when he hissed.

“Wow you’re glistening baby,” He swiped up against your folds and brought his finger to his lips, humming in satisfaction, “And you taste amazing, just like I imagined.” You pushed your hips towards him and whimpered out a ‘Please’ and Brian just chuckled before pressing his lips to your inner thigh, licking and sucking till there was a bright red mark on you. “What do you want baby?” He said softly between light kisses as he kissed everywhere else other than where you wanted him.

“I want to feel your tongue and fingers inside me please god Brian.” You cried out in frustration, staring at him as he smirked that devilish smirk he always does.

“Well all you had to do was ask baby.” He said before immediately diving his mouth to your core, sucking hard on your clit and tracing circles onto and around it. Brian ran his long tongue deep inside your pussy, making you moan loudly. Your hand flew to his hair and you gripped and pulled at the strands, throwing your head back as he had you writhing beneath his skillful mouth. He put his hands on your thighs and spread them farther apart, pinning them to the sides as you started clenching them around his head. He pulled his head back and replaced his tongue with two fingers, pumping them in and out. You gasped at the feeling of his calloused fingers inside of you.

“Look at me baby.” He told you softly. You felt his hot breath fanning down your pussy, whining as you lifted yourself up onto an elbow. Focusing on his dark eyes, you watched as he assaulted your clit with his tongue and lips. Both of you were breathing heavily and you bit your lips to keep focus on him. It took all your strength to keep your head from rolling backwards. You finally gave up when he added his tongue to his fingers, curling them upwards to hit the right spot. You arched your back upwards and your legs started shaking to which he stopped the assault on you, making you cry out, putting your own hands in your hair and pulling at the roots.

“Jesus fucking christ, Brian, why the fuck are you such a tease?” You sighed, exasperatedly when you heard him laugh.

“I’m a tease? I’m not the one walking around in those short ass shorts of yours. I’m not the rubbing against you all the time. I’m not the one wearing dresses so short that when you bend over you can practically see everything.” He said seductively as he slithered himself above you. His face was mere centimeters from yours, “And, baby, I’m also not the one who didn’t stay after you watched me cum to the thought of your hand wrapped around my dick.” With that statement your face turned red hot.

“Y-yeah but I-” You were interrupted by him putting his fingers in your mouth. You could still taste yourself on him and you instinctively wrapped your lips around them, sucking and rolling your tongue over them. He groaned a long, deep groan and ran his tongue over his lips.

“Do you know how to stop fucking talking?” He growled in your ear. “I should just fuck you until you can’t talk anymore.” His lips were gently pressed to your earlobe, his tongue tracing the bottom of it. “I think you would like that, a dirty little slut like you. Could you handle my dick pounding into you?” Your eyes widened at the question, the spring inside your abdomen coiling even tighter at each of his words. You nodded, unable to speak with his fingers still in your mouth. Brian chuckled at your subtle confidence and removed his fingers. “I think you wouldn’t be able to handle it without screaming.”

His cockiness was so unbelievably sexy to you, but you felt like spurring him on so you just laughed. “Oh, Brian, I doubt I’ll be screaming.” You saw a predatory expression spread across his features and you regretted your words as soon as they left your lips. He sat up and took his shirt off. You stared at his body, so toned and smooth looking. You lifted your hand to touch him, but he pushed your hand away.

“Well lets see and find out.” He said as he lifted your hips slightly to properly align himself with your entrance. “The only thing is, you’re not allowed to touch me or cum until I say so.” He said right before quickly pushing himself inside you, making you cry out, slight pain mixing with pleasure. Brian pulled himself out of you completely before thrusting back into you, harder than before. You reached above your head, grabbing the arm of the couch to keep from touching him. Mewling under him, you closed your eyes and rolled your hips into him each time he thrusted, eliciting grunts and groans from him.

“How many times do I have to tell you to, ah fuck, look at me?” He thrusted harder with each word making you cry out. Your hand flew to his chest and he grunted loudly.

“I told you not to touch.” He pulled out of you and flipped you over onto your stomach, lifting your hips till you were on your knees. He thrusted back into hard and swift, plunging himself into your core fast and hard. Brian grabbed both your hands and held them behind your back by your wrists with one of his own. His other hand fell on your ass sharply, a loud SMACK rang throughout the room. You cried out with the feeling of his dick pounding you and the sharp sting of his hand on you. His hand fell once again and again until your ass was bright red with his hand print. He angled himself differently and when he shoved himself back in you moaned loudly. His position was just right to hit your g-spot and every time he hit it, you could feel the tension grow inside you, moaning louder and louder each time until you eventually caved. You knew he could make you scream and you wanted him to. You wanted him to make you scream until you had no air left in your lungs and he was doing a great job at that.

“Scream so the neighbors know baby. Let them know what we’re doing, fucking slut.” You did as you were told and screamed every time his dick brushed against that one special spot. Brian leaned over you and wrapped his hand around your neck, squeezing the sides. “Fuck you feel so good. Tell me when you’re about to cum baby.” He pressed his lips to the crook of your neck, sucking, biting, licking at the skin. All your synapsis were on fire as your climax approached and you felt your body starting to tremble.

“Brian, I’m going to cum. Oh god it feels so good.” You managed to get out between loud, long moans.

“Let go baby. Let it all go. Cum around me.” His voice was breathless in your ears and his words sent you over the edge and you felt the white hot feeling spread through your entire body. You could feel each synapsis fire one by one, a tingling sensation spreading across your skin. Brian kissed all over your shoulder as he fucked himself into you, feeling your walls clench around him was enough to drive him crazy.

“Fuck” he whispered breathlessly as he leaned his forehead on your shoulder, his thrusts getting sloppier and sloppier till you felt his dick twitch inside you. A long, sultry moan came from between his lips as he released himself inside you.

“Y/n” He groaned into your ear, pressing small, feather-like kisses to your sensitive skin. He slowly removed himself from your throbbing core and leaned over to pick his shirt up off the ground, handing it to you. You turned over and pulled it over your head, breathing in his scent. Brian shoved his dick back inside his sweats and went to the bathroom. You heard shuffling and running water before he came back out to the living room. He sat down next to you and gently wiped you with the wet towel.

“I’m sorry if I hurt you, I get carried away sometimes. You just, wow.” He smiled at you and picked your underwear up off the ground, reaching his arm out towards you before pulling back and smiling at you. “Round two?”

“Brian no my vagina hurts.” You laughed as you grabbed your underwear from him and he watched you as you shimmied them up your thighs, gulping slightly. “Maybe later though.” He looked back at your face and winked.

“You mean definitely later.” He licked his lips and laid back on the couch, placing his hand on your thigh. “Let’s restart this movie I actually wanted to watch it.” You looked at him, admiring his features and the freshly fucked look on his face was beautiful. Definitely, you definitely wanted to do this later.

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Day 7: Younghyun 🎄 Public Sex + Cunnilingus

Kinkmas 2023

Although you knew other people rarely came up to the rooftop of Younghyun's apartment, it was far from impossible, and it felt especially possible when his head was between your legs. You felt the cool night air rush around you, heard the cars below, some faint music in the distance. But still when he looked up at you, all of that fell away. "Feel good?" He asked, a few fingers rubbing your pussy just right. You nodded with a smile and a shaky breath, gripping more tightly to the metal bar behind you.

Younghyun kissed your clit a few times then brought his tongue back to your slit, sliding through the slick mess with a satisfied moan. His wet fingers prodded at your hole, circling it and making your hips greedily shift towards them. Younghyun chuckled, his lips still locked to your clit and sending vibrations through it. He pulled back and watched your face as he pushed a finger into your pussy, your walls clenching around the digit and a soft moan leaving you. Still watching you, unable to take his eyes off you, it seemed, he ran the very tip of his tongue over your clit. "How's that?" He asked before resuming this.

You struggled to formulate a response. "Really good," you managed shakily. The rooftop was a bit cold and you were shivering a bit, but you knew things would change in that regard if you kept going.

Just then you both heard a loud bang and jumped. Younghyun pulled away completely and a hot searing rush ran through your veins. You realized it was a trash can down on the street falling over and let out a heavy sigh, tingles that had prickled your skin slowly settling.

"Sorry," he said with a light giggle, standing up now. "My neighbors are loud," he murmured, very close to you now, then kissed you so sweetly your toes curled in your boots.

"I don't care," you chuckled, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him again. He continued to alternate between caressing your clit and slowly fucking you with his fingers, barely letting his lips part from yours now, and thus the kisses getting messier by the second. You felt your orgasm building, your hips rocking to meet his hand more and more. Younghyun wrapped his other arm around your lower back, holding you tightly, while his busier hand moved faster. You parted breathlessly from his lips and looked around a bit, remembering where you were, how brazen you felt, knowing anyone from his building could walk through the door a few yards away and see you right now. But it didn't faze you, and in your lustful haze it made things even hotter.

Younghyun kept his eyes on you still though, sensing how close you were to your climax and plunging his fingers even deeper. "Mm, hmm, I'm cumming, ah--" You crumpled in his arms, your legs tensing, your body shuddering, and in a few seconds you felt your orgasm wash over you, felt it seep pleasurably into your every sense. You held onto him tightly, but he continued to hold onto you, intently watching your face contort with a smile on his own.

"Love watching that, every time," he said sweetly, pulling his fingers out and running his palm over you, making you shudder again. "So pretty when you cum."

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DAY6 REACTIONS

Reaction - Receiving a Nude from their S/O

JAEHYUNG ▫ JAE

Being the little shit he is, he’d probably make a slight big deal when you did send something a little too exotic to him. He’s probably squeal slightly causing the others to look at him.

SUNGJIN

Confused as to why you decided to send a barely clothed picture of yourself to him right before he was about to practice. He’d be a little irritated that he couldn’t go home and have his way with you right now.

WONPIL 

Disappointed that the only good view he’ll get of you right now is through his screen cause he’s on tour. He’d save the picture, adding it to the collection that he uses while touring, to be fair you’re instigating it by sending them.

YOUNG K ▫ BRIAN

Pissed to the max, fucking DADDY is not impressed with his Kitten’s bratty request to come and ‘touch her’ when he knew he had an interview in five minutes. When he got home though, let’s just say even after five rounds he didn’t think you’d learnt your lesson.

DOWOON

Flustered and red, he’d never received such a bare photo of you before. Sure he’d seen you naked before but you sending a photo just seemed so exhilarating, instantly being the youngest he’d lock his door and begin his session.

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[coffee-and-kpop]

🍑 I’ve been having this fantasy where you see Young K masturbate and you can’t stop watching but he knows you’re there and just keeps going

You inched up towards the half closed bedroom door, curiously. Soft moans emitted from behind the wood, beckoning you closer. You pushed the door open just slightly more, widening the crack enough that you were able to see inside.

Brian was settled in the middle of the bed, completely naked. His head was thrown backwards against the pillows, long veins protruding along his neck and running into his chest. His right hand was gripped tightly around his hard dick, the skin of his length angry and red. He was moving his hand slowly, teasing himself.

Immediately, your pussy flooded with moisture. You were so turned on, watching your boyfriend slowly touch himself. Brian continued moving his hand up and down, occasionally twisting his hand or massaging his balls.

Suddenly, he glanced up through the crack in the door, looking directly at you. You gasped at the sudden eye contact between the two of you. You barely moved, watching as Brian continued to fuck his cock into his hand, slowly, never breaking eye contact with you.

“You wanna come help me finish this off, Y/N?” he asked, his voice deep and raspy with need. He’d barely finished the sentence before you were stumbling through the doorway and onto the bed.

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TENDER LOVE AND AFTERCARE

anon said : Hey:) I'd like a day6 Young K smut, y/n and him are dating for a while but she hasn't told him she's a virgin, so when she tells him he takes good care of her in that way haha. If possible fluffy too, thanks!

Summary: Things escalate during a makeout session with your boyfriend Brian. When you let him know you’re a virgin and want him to be your first time he makes sure everything goes perfectly. 

Warnings: Sexual content (oral and penetration), light cursing

Word Count: 2400+ 

A/N: I’m so soft for Brian. Also, the gif is mine, I don’t steal gifs...

Things had escalated quickly. One second you were kissing Brian innocently and the next moment your hands were tangling in his hair as he wrapped his arms tightly around your waist and pulled you flush against him. This wasn’t the first makeout session you’d ever had with him, but it was by far the most intense. You could feel an unfamiliar but not entirely unwelcome warm feeling forming in the pit of your stomach as you wiggled against Brian desperately trying to get closer to him.

His arms tightened around slightly each time you wiggled against him and he was using every ounce of willpower he had to control himself. He really wanted you though. He wanted to touch you and kiss your soft skin and run his hands down your legs. He just didn’t know if you wanted that too…

Suddenly, he pulled away from you entirely. You took the moment to try and catch your breath before you leaned back into him. Brian pulled back slightly so that your lips barely grazed his. A frown formed on your face as you stared at him slightly hurt and even more confused.

He sighed deeply, his arms unwrapping from around your waist and his hands coming up to hold your hips lightly. He finally looked you in the eye, concern and something that looked suspiciously like lust in his eyes. You couldn’t help but blush slightly under his intense stare. For some reason you felt more exposed to him than you ever had before even though you were fully clothed.

“I really want to keep going Y/N. I just…” he trailed off, running a hand through his hair.

“You just what?” you asked, your heart racing as you waited for his answer. The warmth in your stomach was still there and you were dying to make Brian do something, anything, to help you out.

“I just don’t know if you want to continue. We’ve never, you know… Had sex before?” he finished. He honestly didn’t mean for it to come out as a question, it just had. He wondered if you had had sex before or if you even wanted to have sex with him.

You felt your cheeks flush a slightly darker shade of pink. It wasn’t embarrassing to you that you hadn’t had your first time yet. You’d been waiting for somebody special to come into your life and take care of you during your first time. Sex was exciting but also terrifying to you. Before you could overthink it, you replied quietly to Brian, avoiding eye contact.

“Well… I haven’t ever had sex, um, before. I’ve been waiting for the right person and I really think that you’re that person. I really want you to be my first time Brian.”

Brian stayed silent, but his hands gripped your hips tighter and he pulled you closer to him.

“Then let’s go to the bedroom so that I can take care of you,” he whispered in your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

You nodded, a small laugh escaping you as he suddenly picked you up bridal style and carried you to the bedroom. He placed you gently onto the bed, crawling so that he was hovering over you. He bent down to kiss your lips softly, then your jaw, then your neck. Even though his kisses were feather light you could still feel where his lips had been moments before. The spots they had touched were warmer and heavier than any other part of your body.

Brian’s hands slipped up underneath your top and rested on either side of your hips. He looked at you, waiting for your permission to continue. You nodded, grabbing his wrists and moving his hands further up underneath your shirt. He cupped your breasts before dragging his hands around to unhook your bra. His hands slipped underneath your bra to massage your breasts.

You let out a low moan at the feeling. Encouraged, Brian leaned down to kiss your neck, his teeth suddenly nipping at the spot before he soothed it over with his tongue. Your hands left his wrists to grasp the bottom of your top as you moved it up your stomach to hint that you wanted it off. Brian slid his hands down your stomach, making your giggle, before grabbing the top from your hands and sliding it over your head gently. You slid your bra off as well, leaving your top half very exposed to your boyfriend.

Brian stared in awe, making you feel bashful and impossibly naked. He noticed the way you squirmed when he brought his lips to yours once again to give you a deep kiss.

“You’re gorgeous Y/N. I mean it. How are you so perfect?” he asked quietly once he had pulled back.

Feeling self conscious that you were the only one exposed, you reached down to tug at the hem of Brian’s thin t-shirt. He took the hint, sitting up to pull his shirt over his head. He discarded it and settled back down on his elbows to hover over you. Your hands moved hesitantly to his back, your fingers tracing the muscles on his back before coming around to trace the sides of his stomach. He shivered slightly, your light touches tickling him.

He brought his face down, his lips leaving a butterfly kiss on your collarbones before travelling down between your breasts. He planted soft kisses across your stomach before blowing a light raspberry onto it to make you giggle. All he wanted was for you to feel comfortable and loved during your first time.

His lips trailed lower down to the waistband of your jeans before stopping. He looked up at you, unsure if he should continue. You nearly pushed his head back down as you nodded. You wanted nothing more than to feel his mouth on you, to feel him giving you a type of pleasure you had never experienced before at the hands- or mouth- of another person. Brain seemed eager to please you and you weren’t about to deny him.

His hands fumbled slightly with the button on your jeans before sliding them down and taking your panties with them. His hot breath met your throbbing heat and you bucked your hips up towards his face involuntarily, letting out a small whimper. Brian smirked.

“Tell me if you need me to stop,” he whispered before attaching his mouth to your clit and sucking harshly.

Your hips bucked up again and his hands let go of your thighs to hold your hips in place as he worked your clit, alternating between kitten licks and sucking harshly.

You were a moaning mess above him, you hands coming down and your fingers tangling in his hair. You pulled on it slightly, eliciting a moan from Brian. The vibrations on your sensitive clit made you buck your hips up particularly hard. You were practically grinding on Brian’s face and a part of you was afraid that he wasn’t able to breathe. However, he didn’t detach his lips from your heat. You legs were shaking as you felt the knot in your stomach growing more painful by the second. Warmth was spreading through your lower abdomen as you gripped Brian’s hair tighter in your hands.  

“Br-Brian oh my God,” you moaned, throwing your head back into the pillow underneath it.

He looked up at you to see you face twisted in pleasure. Your breathing was fast and a light sheen of sweat was covering your body.

Holy shit.

You looked gorgeous to him. You always looked gorgeous to him, but in your current state you looked a different kind of gorgeous. He sucked harder on your clit to bring you to your release, his hands loosening their grip on your hips to let you grind against his tongue and ride out your high.

He placed a soft kiss against your throbbing and slightly swollen clit before planting soft kisses back up your body, finally reaching your lips. You slid your hands around his neck. You could taste yourself slightly in the kiss, especially when Brian slipped his tongue into your mouth, his clothed crotch grinding against your exposed one and making a new knot grow in your stomach at the friction.

You pulled back from the kiss but you kept grinding against him. Your hands slid down his chest and stomach to the waistband of his jeans where you quickly undid the button and slid them halfway down before Brian grabbed your hands.

“You want this? It’s probably gonna hurt babe…” he whispered, looking down at you with concern and longing.

You simply nodded.

“I want this.”

Brian gave you a soft smile before reaching around for his wallet, He flipped it open with one hand and set it down to grab a condom from it. You arched an eyebrow at his actions, causing him to flush a dark crimson color.

“The company… they um know I’m dating you so it’s required I have these… I’m not, like, you know…” he trailed off and you laughed at him, leaning up slightly to kiss his lips lightly.

“I’m glad they gave you that,” you mumbled into his lips.

He smiled into the kiss, deepening it before pulling back completely to slide his jeans off. The condom was still grasped in his hand.

Your eyes travelled down his chest and stomach directly to the bulge in his briefs. He watched you and slowly grabbed your hand.

“You can… you can touch me. It’s okay,” he mumbled, bringing your hand up closer to his bulge.

He let go of your hand as you brought it up to cup his bulge. He swallowed a low moan. Encouraged, you began palming him making him groan lowly. He lowered his head into the crook of your neck and began to grind against your hand. He was completely hard.

“Fuck,” he sighed out, placing a soft kiss against your neck.

You trailed your hand up to the hem of his boxers, tugging at them lightly. He nodded and you pulled them down. You held your breath. His member came free and he hissed at the rush of cold air that hit it. The tip was red and throbbing, precum leaking out of it. You became even more wet at the sight and began imagining him inside of you.

He seemed somewhat impatient too as he tore the wrapper off of the condom and rolled it down his length, pumping it twice. One of his hands gripped your hip lightly as the other one lined his tip up with your entrance.

“Are you sure?” he asked once more.

You nodded, pushing your hips forwards so that the tip of his dick was inside of you. He bent down to kiss you as he pushed inside of you. You were wet enough that he slid in easily. He filled you up completely and you whimpered at the sudden pressure.

Brian immediately stilled inside of you, letting you adjust to him.

“You okay baby?” he asked, leaning down to kiss you again.

You nodded. What you wanted more than anything was for him to start moving, to do anything really, though you appreciated him waiting for you to adjust to him.

“Please move. Brian, I need you to move,” you whined as you wiggled your hips against him.

He chuckled before capturing your lips into a kiss as he began moving his hips slowly. The pace wasn’t just slow, it was agonizingly slow.  

You broke the kiss first.

“Faster Brian, please,” you begged, gripping his shoulders

He nodded.

“Tell me if you need me to stop okay?” he said as he bucked his hips up sharply, hitting your g-spot.

You let out a moan as his pace increased. Occasionally he’d buck his hips up quickly to hit the spot you most wanted him to hit. Your hands were gripping his shoulders so hard that you were sure that you were going to leave bruises on him but te didn’t seem to mind. He marked another hickey onto your neck. Your back was arching into him as you tried to get even closer to him. Every so often he’d let out a low groan into your neck.

“You feel so good baby,” Brian moaned as he snapped his hips up again.

You could barely reply to him.

“Please don’t stop.”

He laughed softly into the crook of your neck as he pushed into you again.

“I won’t baby. Don’t worry.”

You leaned to plant a kiss on his neck before travelling a little lower to suck a light hickey onto his neck that was sure to fade before the next day. He moaned lowly at the sensation. You clenched your walls around him, making him moan louder.

“I’m close Y/N… I’m so close. You know I love you right?” he mumbled as you sucked another hickey onto his collarbones.

You nodded.

“I love you too Brian.”

Within moments he climaxed, stilling momentarily before he continued thrusting into you, his pace quicker and his movements more rough and erratic. You let out a moan that was high-pitched and filled with need as the knot in your stomach grew unbearably warm again and you release washed over you for the second time that day.

You slumped back into the bed sheets as Brian thrusted into you a few more times to draw out your high before stilling then slowly pulling out. He discarded the condom and plopped down beside you, drawing you close to him.

“How… how was it?” he asked sounding shy and somewhat uncertain.

You rolled over to face him and planted a kiss on his lips.

“It was perfect. Thank you for a wonderful first time. I love you.”

Brian smiled, his eyes drinking in your appearance. You looked exhausted but content. He was glad to have made your first time with him special.

“I love you too Y/N.”

You were close to sleep, your eyelids becoming heavy as you snuggled closer to Brian’s warm body. Just as you were about to fall asleep he slid away from you and picked you up bridal style, carrying you to the bathroom.

“What are you doing?” you asked him, still not fully awake.

“Your first time wouldn’t be complete without some tender love and aftercare,” he joked. “How does a bubble bath sound?”

#i wouldn't be surprised if i wrote brain instead of brian though i did proofread to try and catch that kind of thing.... #young k smut #brian smut #brian kang smut #day6 smut #day6 scenarios #young k scenario #day6 reactions #young k reaction #kpop smut #myimagines

[simplyfoxy]

Switching it up (s)

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The pretty red lines that adorn his neck rile you up as you claw your way down to his chest, his cock stroking your walls deliciously as you bounce on him. Brian struggles against the handcuffs tying him to the bed frame, eyes filled with fury and arousal all the same, unable to deny that his utter lack of control in this situation only fuels him further. His cock twitches inside of you, ready to spill at any moment, and you smirk, slowing your hips down to a sensual grind and proceed to moan and whine loudly, knowing it gets him off. "Please, don't cum yet, daddy... Daddy's big cock feels sooo good inside me. I don't want it to end so soon, daddy, please~"

He growls in response, bucking his hip up harshly, ripping a breathless moan out of your throat. You stumble forward and brace yourself on his solid chest, continuing to grind your hips into his slowly, enjoying the deep and sexy groans that rumbled in his chest. "Fuck... Don't stop, babygirl. Keep fucking Daddy until you cum all over his cock." Brian thrusts up again and you shudder, a fucked out whine making it's way past your swollen lips. You push off his chest and straighten yourself out once more, resuming the quick bounces on his thick cock from earlier.

This time, however, you do as he says and ride him with vigor, earnestly chasing down a mind blowing high. You focus on the guttural moans and low groans that resonate deep within his chest, watching him throw his head back and feeling the vibrations beneath your palms; focus on the way his delicious girth strokes inside your pussy, the blunt head of his dick hitting a spot deep within you that has you mewling for more. Your senses are quickly overloaded, one last bounce sending you reeling into a euphoric orgasm, your body trembling as you release an almost pornographic wail. Brian growls deeply, wrists tugging harshly at the restraints as your walls clench around him, milking him for all he's worth. He bucks up a few more times, releasing deep inside your quivering pussy, filling you up deliciously full of his warm cum. "Daddy.." Is all you can say as you fall foward onto his chest again, both of you panting desperately to even out your breaths.

"Did you enjoy yourself, babygirl?" Brian asks softly, glancing down at you as a sweet smile begins to tug at his red bitten lips. You hum in response, too exhausted and hazy to form proper words. You weakly lift yourself off his chest and reach forward, grabbing a key from the night stand and proceed to unlock the cuffs from his wrist. Brian sighs, lowering his arms down to his chest, red marks lining his skin from his struggle with the restraints. "Is this what you feel when I use these on you, baby?" He chuckles, hissing slightly as he rubs over his sore wrists.

You smile, gently grabbing his forearms and lifting them up towards your lips, kissing the forming bruises on his wrists lovingly. "Mmm, but I like it." You say cheekily, causing him to smirk. "Do you now?" You simply hum again, leaning down to kiss Brian softly, feeling him lift a hand to cup your cheek. You pull away slightly, gazing into his beautiful fox-like eyes, getting lost in the moment. "I love you." You say absentmindedly, never looking away from his soft gaze, "I love you too, babygirl."

#kang younghyun #young k smut #young k #young k x reader #kang brian #day6 smut #youngk

[imagineurfavs]

Making Out w/ Day6

“Hi! could i request a making out with Day6 like you did with NCT please? thank you :))”

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Jae

relaxed.

the most chill make out session you could ever experience tbh

just a lot of very lazy, kinda sloppy kisses

lowkey a wet kisser lmao

likes to make out with you on top of him

his hands will be running up and down your back

you’ll feel his grip on you getting tighter and tighter if he ends up getting turned on lmao

9 times out of 10 will lead to something more

Sungjin

gentle.

he’ll hold you as close as possibly can

soft little kisses

likes to kiss you near your ear so he can whisper sweet lil things to you

keeps his hands as close to the booty as possible whilst still being a gentleman lol

when he gets into its, his kisses are suuuuper slow and deep

literally the type of makeout sessions that make it feel like you’re the only people left in the whole world oof what a man

always pulls away and places a lil kiss on your forehead awh

Young K

playful

doesn’t really have a go-to style, likes to keep things fun and funky fresh

always starts off super casual and lighthearted

lots of light pecks and slow kisses

can get pretty...assertive with his kisses lol

uses a lot of tongue

he’s the type to back you into a wall as he kisses you

always leaves it up to you as to whether to take things further

Wonpil

restless

super fidgety, he likes to move around a lot lol

literally cannot ever keep his hands to himself

they usually settle on your hips though

you can totally feel his massive smile in the kiss its v cute

makes the teeny tiniest little noises every now and then

kiss along his jawline and he’ll become a whole mess lmao hell love it

depending how far yall take it, he’ll probably end up being super needy lol

Dowoon

apprehensive

you’ll be able to feel his shaky breath against your skin before he kisses you lol

likes to make out sitting down, so y'all can get fully comfy

taps little rhythms on your sides

really not confident in his skills

you’ll have to take the lead lmao

uses a lot of tongue, but not necessarily on purpose

super eager, he’ll probably pop a boner just from making out lmao

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