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vanillamade · 6 years

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consequences (pt. 2) [m]

pt. 1

summary: a couple of weeks has passed since the incident, and you’re guiltier than ever. of course you were guilty about cheating in front of your boyfriend, but you were even more guilty about enjoying it. you wanted more - you craved for jongin’s touch just one more time. maybe this time, you were going to follow what your body needed more than your pesky, little heart.

main character(s): reader, kim jongin, oh sehun.

minor character(s): byun baekhyun.

pairings: kai & reader. slight sehun & reader. || AU

includes: smut (cheating “ntr”, fingering, oral, teasing)

wk: 4.8k

note: so many ppl wanted a pt. 2 and i finally got the motivation to write a continuation!! if you can tell, i decided to go with a sorta story and give the characters some backstory. it’s more amusing that way ;) but srry for leaving outta nowhere :( my life has been pretty real,,, anyway enjoy <3

You wondered countless times if you should tell Sehun the truth or not.

On one side, you figured that it’ll be the best thing to do. You didn’t want to continue to kiss him while knowing that your lips have touched his best friend’s. You hated the fact that you would wake up every morning, guilty, with your chest ready to explode all of the secrets that were ready to spill. Your mouth quivered with the truth each time you stood in front of him. You just could never get it out, no matter how hard you tried.

However, on the other side, you couldn’t. You knew you couldn’t. You didn’t want to ruin the perfect relationship that you yearned for for so long with Sehun. The past three weeks with him have been heaven, and hell. Of course, it will be like living on Cloud 9 if you had not done such a sinful thing with Jongin.

But, it was really too bad. It was too bad that you began to hate yourself more and more for wanting that forbidden sensation more and more. You wanted to feel that pleasure that you somehow knew, deep in your demented soul, that no one else can fulfill for you. Not even Sehun. Yes, maybe he has tried to touch you two, three, perhaps four times now. But, you would not allow him to. It’s not like you didn’t want to, you just didn’t think you could quite get over it. You couldn’t get over Jongin’s touch so quickly. Because you wanted it, and you wanted him more than anything.

“So...let me guess...you got a new girlfriend, didn’t you, Jongin?” Baekhyun teased with a his signature, cheeky smile that brightened his face.

Jongin sighed, throwing his head back. “It was a one time thing. She just got too attached, that’s all,” he responded with, frowning a bit.

Your eyes did not leave his lips. His beautiful, glossy, plump lips. You could only imagine the way they felt against yours. The memory is much too vague and foggy now since the incident was two weeks ago. You licked yours just thinking about the delicious taste.

Sehun, who sat next to you with his arm wrapped securely around your shoulders, let out a loud, booming laughter. You cringed a bit as the sound was way too close to your ears. “That’s fucking hilarious, Jongin. Do you hear yourself? Stop leading these poor girls on and maybe they won’t keep chasing after you.”

Jongin rolled his eyes. “Why don’t you take a day in my shoes, huh? I’m telling you, man - she’s fucking nuts.”

You still don’t understand how he’s able to act so natural, especially around you in particular. He’s acting like the incident never happened, or perhaps he forgot. You scowl at the thought. No - he probably didn’t forget. He’s just really good at acting.

Sehun furrowed his brow. “Oh yes, because I would love to see how your life goes.”

Jongin nodded quite proudly. “Yes, I’m sure you would.”

“I bet you shag girls every week, even the ones with boyfriends and fiances, you sick fuck.”

You tense at what he said. Even though you and him both knew he was joking, it still struck you like lightning.

“Guys, calm down. It really isn’t that deep, Sehun,” Baekhyun intervened. Sehun frowned, leaning back into his chair, dejected. “Anyway, let’s get to class. I have a bio test to worry about.”

Fuck..!

You just couldn’t do it.

Your hand emerges from inside of your pants and you sigh out, collapsing on your bed. Your forehead is filled with sweat beads and your chest heaves up and down. Although your exterior looks like it, you just could not orgasm.

You tried everything: from looking at porn, to searching up pictures of hot guys and fingering yourself from the imagination, to finally, imagining Jongin there with you.

Nothing.

It’s been a stressful week, too. You knew you had to let it out of you, but nothing was helping you do so.

You lean over to your bedside table and switch the lamp on. Taking your phone, you check the time. It’s almost midnight.

You notice that Sehun sent you a goodnight text. You smile a bit, but your body remains cold. You decide not to text back. Instead, your finger slides over to the person just below his name: Jongin.

You stop, however. You don’t know exactly what you’re planning on doing once you tap on his rather tempting name. Your instincts are telling you to just ignore it all and go to sleep. But, your urges burn deep and the monster of lust roars inside.

Swallowing the large amount of saliva down your throat, you tap on his name. Previous messages from before pop up. Typical conversations, like what kind of homework was due or when and where is everyone meeting up. Nothing sexual. Just...normal.

Your pores emit cold sweats and you begin to think about the outcome. If you really do this, there’s no going back. You can longer say that he controlled you and you had no part of his demonic acts. This time, you will be in full control and you would love every second of it.

It’s enticing - very enticing. Just one text away and your desires will be gone. No more guilty thoughts, just guilty pleasure. Which is way worse the more you think about it.

Fuck it.

You throw your phone to the table again, shut off the light, and turn around. Your head fills with scenarios of you and Jongin the rest of the night, which makes the inside of your legs throb with want.

“Hey, babe! You made it!” Sehun exclaims once he sees you walking down the courtyard.

You grin at him, and jump into his open arms. He peppers your forehead with kisses, and you giggle out many “stop’s” but of course, you don’t want him to ever stop.

Today is your first day alone, which is very big milestone for your relationship with him. You’ve had a few dates with him and the rest of your friends, but never alone. You wanted to look as cute as possible, as you try your best to do so everyday. So, you called up your best friend to help you pick out the perfect outfit.

What’s even better is that he actually noticed, too. Thus, he smiles at you, complimenting with a: “You look beautiful today, (y/n). But, you do everyday.”

You flush at his sweet words. “You’re so cute,” you gush out.

Sehun chuckles a bit. After he wraps his arm around your body, the two of you begin walking, However, it’s short lived when his phone rings. You both stop and he answers his phone.

“Hello...? What? Mom, I can’t - what?...I thought I did, though...Can this wait till tonight? I’m with - Mom, please?...Ugh...Fine, whatever. I’ll be there.” He hangs up with a deep scowl.

Your heart drops from what you hear. “What happened? Who was that?” you question.

He groans out. “(y/n), I’m so sorry. I didn’t do my chores for the week, so my mom was on my dick. I asked if this can wait till later, but she said she’ll ground me for a month if that’s the case...”

You slump down. Your heart swims in a pool full of sadness and dejection. “That fucking sucks...,” you grunt.

“I’m sorry again. I swear I’ll make it up to you, okay?” He takes your hands, making you look into his eyes once more. You keep quiet, biting your lip. “This is my fault for fucking up our first date, but I promise you that once I’m done, I will surely make it up to you. Don’t look so sad, babe.” With that, he kisses you and you immediately feel better.

When you two release, you sigh out with a slight smile. “Okay, fine. You better stick to your promise, asshole,” you tease.

He lets go of your hands and walks backwards so you two are still locking eyes. “Do I ever break them? Bye!” Then, he runs off into the direction of his house.

So, as you stand there, your boredom raises. It does suck that your first date with Sehun is ruined, but it’s not the end of the world.

You decide to go to a nearby cafe to spend the rest of your afternoon sipping good coffee and reading e-books.

Once you arrive, you order your favorite cappuccino and find a table to settle in. The sunlight from outside perfectly comes into the building, pouring itself onto everyone seated. The mellow environment relaxes you.

“Oh, what a coincidence,” a familiar voice above you comes out.

You tense as you know who that is instantly. You look up, and see Jongin with a welcoming smile. He’s holding a cup as well as you. You decide not to look awkward, so you fake out a smile. “Hey, Jongin. What’s up?”

He sits in the seat across from you. You take in a breath as you try to soothe yourself. “I could ask the same to you,” he says vaguely, sipping from the lid.

You raise a curious brow. “Hm?”

“You’re supposed to be on your first date with Sehun. What happened to that?”

Your heart banged against your chest. How did he know about that? You know that you never brought it up with him around. You didn’t know why you did that - it just felt right.

“He was talking nonstop about it for days. It was actually giving me a headache.” He seemed to answer your question.

You rolled your eyes discreetly. Of course... “Well, he didn’t do his chores for the week, so his mom threatened him. Kinda sucks, but...” You trailed off to sip from your cup.

Jongin nodded, understanding. “Yeah, his mom is always on his back about chores and shit. Makes me appreciate my fucked up family sometimes.”

Jongin makes his family seem worse than they really are. They’re just ridiculously antisocial, which makes everyone else in the room with them uncomfortable. They’re pretty bad, but not that bad.

You scold, “Don’t shit on your family like that.” You sip again.

He shrugs, doing the same.

It’s silent, and you hate it. When it’s silent, that’s when you begin to think about the incident and you loathe even more. You bite your lip and force out a question. “So...a new girlfriend, huh?” You fake another smile.

Jongin seems surprised with the new, but strange topic. “Uh...no. Whatever Baekhyun is telling you is wrong. He doesn’t have a love life to talk about, so he talks about other’s. It’s annoying, really.”

You chuckle a bit as what he’s saying is true. “Poor Baek...,” you sigh out.

Jongin chews the inside of his cheek. He analyzes over you without you noticing. The beautiful dress, the perfect makeup, silky hair...it’s all for Sehun. Lucky fool.

Then, he looks deeper. Your busty chest, your defined hips, your shiny legs...oh, God, he can feel himself getting hard just looking. He shifts awkwardly in his seat.

He couldn’t lie - ever since the incident, it was hard not doing more to you. He wanted to lick you, taste you, touch you, fuck you. Whenever he had some downtime, he would masturbate thinking about all of the naughty, sinful things he would do with his best friend’s girlfriend - the fact that you are his best friend’s girl makes it all the more exciting.

It was hard, though. It was hard having to act like everything was normal and that nothing happened. He hated looking at you everyday for the past couple weeks and not able to do anything about it. He wondered countless times if you felt the same way, too. He just wanted to know your thoughts, even for a split second. He wanted to know if you wanted him too.

Then, you notice him staring at you. Your eyes trail to what he is looking at so intently, and it’s over your whole body. You gulp and your thoughts run wild. You wanted to do something, but what was it?

After a deep inhale, you lean over the table. This causes your dress to seep lower, and your entire cleavage is out for the whole world to see. You take note of his expression - his widened eyes, his cherry ears. You bite and chew at your bottom lip.

Everything is in your hands now. Whatever lewd things that’s clouded your mind for the past weeks is finally out there. He just has to get that signal. That special signal.

“Jongin, I...,” you finally speak up. His eyes don’t move. You smirk secretly. “You know, I have this test that I totally forgot about and I need to study for it. Baekhyun was supposed to help me, but...would you mind taking his place?”

Jongin eyes trail up to yours. That pleading look, those puckered lips. You’re all so perfect in his eyes. His perfect girl.

So, he leans back into his seat, making sure that his eyes don’t leave yours. After licking his lips, he responds with, “You planning on ditching Baekhyun?”

You take note of his rather condescending voice. Shaking your head, you say, “Are you saying you’re busy?”

Jongin loved how needy you were starting to get. Your voice slightly changed from just casual speaking to almost teasing and it knotted his chest. “Studying, huh...?” he said blankly. You nodded slowly. “Alright. Your house?”

Dim light illuminated your empty room as the two of you walked in. Jongin has been to your house countless times, maybe even more. But, never just the two of you. He was either accompanied by Baekhyun, Sehun, or one of his friends. So, this is very new for the both of you.

“You can put your stuff over there,” you gesture to a corner in your room. Jongin nods slightly and throws his bags in the corner.

You make sure to close your door and lock it, just in case your parents decide to barge in. Once you do so, you let out a breath, and turn around. Jongin is staring at you, examining your body. You have to stop the shudder that tries to overcome you. You ignore all of it and smile at him sweetly. “Anyway! Let’s get to it, okay?”

He follows your trails when you go to your table in the front of your room. You two settle down and take out fake material that you need to “study” for. After placing it on your table, you look at him with brightened eyes. “Ready?”

However, once you open the book, he takes it and immediately closes it. Your heart jumps as you glance over at him. His eyes are dark and dull and half-lidded. This time, you don’t fight back the shudder. “Is...is there...a problem?” you gasp out, swallowing down those urges.

He gets closer to you, even scooting his chair. His legs brush yours and you begin to throb. “Didn’t you already finish this class...(y/n)?”

You furrow your brow. You weren’t expecting him to catch on so fast. “Uh...no, no, of course not,” you try to laugh it off. “I-I mean...why would I study for a class I already took, right?”

“Yes. Why would you?” Jongin smirks down at you. He brings his face even closer to yours. You don’t move or flinch a bit. “Why would you study for this class, hm? You already got the credit...,” his voice is low and deep now. His mumbles is like music to your ears.

Your eyes trail down to his lips. His beautiful, plump lips. “I’m not...,” you breathe out. “I swear...I’m not, Jongin.”

He raises his hand and lightly places it on your thigh. That touch that you’ve been so hungry for - starving for - it’s finally here. Fiery, hot heat raises from his hand and into your veins, warming up your entire interior. And, when he starts to gently move his hand up higher and higher, you couldn’t help but throw you head back in complete ecstasy.

“Oh, my...,” you moan out, biting your lip harshly. This is what you craved for for so long...everyday. Nights is when you wanted him the most, though. Nights where you were lonely and horny and in need of someone to touch you. To taste you. To send you into utter overdrive.

Then, he stopped. Out of all the times where you needed him to keep going, he stopped. Opening your closed eyes, you look at in confusion. “Jongin...?”

He’s so close now that if either of you moved even an inch, you would be smacking faces. You feel his warm breathing against your bloodshot face. You sit stiffly, however, not wanting to provoke him any further. It’s not in your hands anymore - it’s in his’.

“Tell me the real reason why you brought me here, (y/n). Tell me.” Although it seemed like he was begging, he wasn’t. Instead, he was demanding, but with an expressionless face. It was intimidating, but you knew that you had to play dumb.

“For studying...just for studying,” you spew out lie after lie.

Unfortunately for you though, he’s not dumb. He knows when you’re lying, with a bad lie at that. So, he raises his hand from your thigh. You widen your eyes at his action. “Alright then. Let’s study,” he says, turning around in his seat.

How could he start something without finishing it? It angered you, it pained you. You knew you couldn’t let it slide. You were soaked and throbbing and heated. How could he not see that?

So, you grab the top of his chair and turn it around. Once he’s facing you, you sit down on his lap and wrap your arms around his neck. He raises his brow in slight curiosity, yet keeps his hands to himself.

This angers you even more.

“I don’t want to study, Jongin...,” you whisper out, raising an eyebrow. You scoot closer to his stomach, which makes him shiver. You grind against him and he couldn’t help himself anymore. He brings his hands to your ass and gropes it. He moves you faster on him, but you stop yourself.

“Jongin...,” you breathe out his name in his ear. He closes his eyes. “I don’t want to study,” you repeat so he knows what you’re trying to do. He has to get the hint, or all of this was for nothing.

He stays silent, though. Instead of his lack of speaking, he moves his hands lower to your thighs, inside your dress, and against your drenched panties. His fingernail only barely scratches against the cloth but the pleasure that comes from it has you going wild.

You scratch at the back of his shirt as he continues to brush against the cloth. You can tell he’s just teasing, though. So, you begin to grind against his fingertip. Once he sees this, he quickly retrieves his hand, leaving you aggravated. He makes sure that you two are making eye contact when he says, “Are you going to tell me the truth, (y/n)...?”

You groan out loudly like a child being denied candy from their mother. “J-Jongin, please...,” you beg as you become more and more sexually frustrated by the seconds.

He smirks. “That’s not the truth...Come on...be a good girl and say it.”

You shake your head. “Jongin, don’t - “

He gets close to your face. “Don’t...what?” he provokes, his eyes dark with lust and want.

You bit at your lip, digging your teeth into it. “I...I want you, Jongin...I want you more than anything else, okay? So, please...,” and you began to grind on his thigh again, faster and harder. Even from just dry humping you can feel your orgasm creep up.

Of course, he wants this as much as you do. But, he wanted to do it the right way - the way that he wanted.

Thus, he grabs onto your hips and lifts you from his lap. You just go along with it until he throws you on your bed. He towers over you at first before going down to your stomach. He gently takes the dress and lifts it up higher to expose your thighs.

Your breathing has become rougher as you start to realize that this is actually happening. There’s no turning back now, not that you wanted to.

He brings his mouth to your soft skin and sticks his tongue out. He sensually licks from the top of knee to your panty line. His hot, wet tongue makes you squirm underneath him, yet he holds your hips so you can’t move one inch.

All of a sudden, he suckles at a thick part of your thigh. You moan out, closing you eyes from the pleasant sensation. It burns, but it’s a good type of burn. The type of burn that makes your eyes roll to the back of your head; the type of burn that makes your insides churn; the type of burn that makes your pussy throb with want and desire. That guilty pleasure...is the best type of pleasure.

You begin loving how good it feels to be guilty. The thrill of getting caught. The thrill of having to keep everything the two of you do a secret. It’s like an escape - like having a different life.

Your shaking body just turns him on even more, and he can’t wait any longer to be inside of you. But, he knows that’s what you want more than anything, and he can’t give it to you just yet.

So, he continues teasing your flaming hot body. Your face is red and fiery from all of the sounds that your little mouth emits. He goes down to you ankles, licking them up and down, loving every part of you. As he remains by your legs, his arms reach up and feels your panties once more. You know what he’s trying to attempt to do, so you help him out, giving into that desire.

You slide down your panties, leaving your womanhood completely exposed for him to touch, lick, tease, eat, devour. All the things that Sehun has failed to do. Your sexual frustration is finally being taken care of, and by the person you’ve been dreaming of doing it with.

Once the annoying fabric is discarded on the floor, he slithers upwards and to your throbbing, drenched pussy. It’s a sight to see - a beautiful one, at that. His veiny, strong hands rest at your thighs and they grip as he doesn’t want you to move. He dips down and sticks his tongue inside of you.

You moan out as his wiggling, steamy hot tongue dances in between your soaking walls. Your fingers grip at your sheets, seeing as though that was the only thing you can do since he was holding you down.

He laps at your sensitive skin and you mewl and shudder against his face. He loves how he makes you feel. He could do this all night, every night. But, he had to wake up. You’re his friend’s girl. It’s impossible to be able to enjoy this for as long as he wants. He knows you’re never going to break up with Sehun to be with him. Hell, he knows you two could never be in an actual relationship. Neither of you like each other romantically, let alone imagine each other in a serious relationship.

He rolls his tongue inside of you, and you couldn’t help moaning his name. It was all so surreal. His tongue goes deep inside, tasting every bit of your love juices. Such sweetness, such a sweet girl - his sweet girl. His tongue drives up and to your clit. He teases it with small, but long licks.

At this point, your legs can’t stop shaking and you’re on the verge of a ground-breaking orgasm. Your hands go to his hair and you yank at it, then you pull him closer to your pussy. He chuckles lightly against your walls, and the vibration drives you even more crazy.

You are surprised that nobody hasn’t knocked on your door because of how loud you are. His tongue works wonders on your clit. And, once your orgasm finally pushes through, you scream out, still holding him down so he can help ride it out. Your chest pushes up as your back arches from the amazing rollercoaster of pleasure.

You heave and quiver, but he still goes at it. You breathe out, “Jongin, st-stop it...I-I can’t t-take it...” You try to move away, yet he holds you down tighter. His tongue goes faster against your lubricated walls. The fact that you want him to stop just turns him on more. He slurps, laps, and drinks everything.

Since it feels so fucking good, you give up. Your breaths are still heavy and fast that you begin to go lightheaded. You attempt to push him off one more time, and this time he stops, but only to mumble something at you. “Babygirl...why do you keep trying to push me off? Isn’t this what you begged for not even five minutes ago?”

You stay silent, unable to say anything. You don’t have the strength to, not after what just happened.

“Don’t I make you feel good?” He sits up, on his knees. His cock is struggling to leave his pants - it almost hurts. He begins to grind against you. Your juices leak on his jeans, leaving a big, noticeable wet spot.

You close your eyes, biting your lips. You bite them so hard they become sore and almost bleed.

He smirks down on you because of your reaction. “I know Sehun can’t make you cum like how I do. And, I also know I’m not the only one who thinks that, right?”

He falls down over you, towering you. His face is close to yours and each of your breaths reflect against each other’s skins. You make eye contact with him as he grinds harder to your naked pussy. “Right?” he whispers.

You can’t help but agree with him. “M-make me cum...Please, Jongin - make me cum as much as you want,” you plead, short of breath.

He snorts. “Guess I’ll be here all night then, huh?”

However, everything is cut short in just a matter of seconds.

You can hear pounding on your front door. The both of you freeze in your places, confused, but shocked. But, you were more scared than anything. It’s as if you just got done committing a crime, and the police are at your door, ready to interrogate.

Jongin leaps off of you and thuds on the ground. Groaning, he tries to get up as fast as he can. Briskly asking, “Who is that?!”

You don’t even know yourself, but you’re too distracted to answer his question. You roll off your bed and try to find your forgotten panties. Unfortunately, it’s a bit hard to do with a blurred vision and weak legs.

Jongin already knows what you’re trying to find. He sees them by your bedroom door and rushes to get them. He throws it to you, but you don’t catch it and it flies to the other side of the room. He gets frustrated with you, exclaiming, “(y/n), what the fuck!”

“S-sorry!” you stammer.

The knocking doesn’t cease. If anything it gets louder, which doesn’t help with the stressful situation.

“Hurry!” Jongin urges. He looks over himself to see if he looks messy, and he indeed does. His hair is disheveled, his shirt is wrinkled, and his jeans are wet with your cum. Fuck, what do I do?!

After you finally grab your panties, you fit them on. You trip a bit every once in a while trying to slide them up, but you eventually get it.

Afterwards, you turn to Jongin, anxiety clear in his eyes. The only thought that comes to your head is for him to hide. You look at your closet, and gesture to it. “Jongin, closet now!”

He does immediately as he’s told. He settles in the tight, hard to breathe closet and closes it behind him.

“(y/n), you in there?!”

The two of you widen your eyes.

Sehun!

This can’t be happening. This is all a dream, right? He couldn’t possibly have came just after you did such a thing with his best friend. Was this karma telling you that what you did could never be forgiven?

You had to face reality, though. So, after a deep breath, you go to your front door and try to straighten yourself out. Before he could knock again, you open the door.

His eyes are bright and his mouth is wide. “(y/n), I’m glad you’re here,” he says happily.

You fake a smile. “...Me too.”

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vanillamade · 7 years

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consequences [m]

pt. 2

summary: you just got together with the love of your life, oh sehun. however, his best friend - and rather attractive - kim jongin, doesn’t care. and would do anything to be with you.

main character(s): reader, kim jongin, oh sehun.

minor character(s): byun baekhyun.

pairings: kai & reader insert. slight sehun & reader || AU

includes: smut (cheating “ntr”, public foreplay, finger riding)

wc: 2.5k

note: this is my first story on here, so i hope you all enjoy it!

“Yeah! Sing it, Sehunnie!” Baekhyun exclaims loudly as he pumps his clenched fist in the air. Jongin joins in shortly after.

You watch happily as the three begin to playfully sing with each other. Not only are they off-beat, their voices are also cracking, so it makes it hard to hear for everyone. However, it was a fun time for all four individuals in the small karaoke room, so no one really minded.

Your eyes, though, could not move away from your attractive, and honestly perfect (in your opinion) boyfriend, Oh Sehun. Your lips quirked higher at each funny antic he did with his fellow pal, Baekhyun. You couldn’t exactly help the warm heat igniting in your chest - that familiar feeling of love.

You have loved Sehun for almost two years now. You’ve always been his friend, and classmate, so it was quite easy to fall. And, you weren’t discreet with your feelings for the dark haired male, either. It seemed as though everyone and their mother knew about your feelings, except for the said man himself. Sehun has always been an oblivious person - it usually took him a few moments to even get a dirty joke. So, it was understandable for him to not get it until someone said it straight up.

You had to be the first one to make a move. And, much to your disbelief, he shared the same feelings. You always thought that he saw you as a little sister, or just someone he was close to. So, when he confessed to you as well, you would’ve never expected it. But, you brushed it all off since he actually admitted to liking you as well.

That day that you would never forget was only a week ago. Today, is your first official day with friends. You two have never had a date alone, but you didn’t mind it. As long as you were with your beloved one, you were more than fine.

The song that the three boys were singing ended with a long, and quite dreadful, high note. While cringing, you couldn’t help the laughs that bubbled inside of you. “Could you three be anymore annoying?” you questioned loudly as the three were still going at it.

Once they were done, Baekhyun turned to you with a cheeky grin. “Complain all you want - that was fucking iconic and you know it.” He tossed his respected microphone on the sofa next to you.

Sehun added, “You think we were better than Soshi themselves?”

The three pondered a bit before shaking their heads all together. “Nah,” the Byun continued with a drag, “no one can beat the Queens. Not even legends like us.” Sehun agreed silently with a nod of his head.

You laugh some more. But, you stopped yourself when you notice someone sitting next to you. You turn your head slightly to make eye contact with the other individual: Jongin. He’s breathless and seems worn out from all the unnecessary singing.

Jongin is Sehun’s best friend, and a close friend to you as well. Whenever you and Sehun are alone, Jongin (or Baekhyun) usually comes up to have a small conversation, and leaves after a short while. You three have all had lunch together as friends several times, so the two of you naturally got close.

He caught you staring at him, and he raised an eyebrow. “Yes...?”

You giggle a bit. “You kinda wore yourself out there, huh?”

He was going to respond, if it wasn’t for Baekhyun shouting, “Hey, me and Sehunnie are going to sing Gee again! You want in, Jongin?”

Jongin rolled his dark eyes. “We’ve sung that like, five times tonight. Can you catch a break?”

Baekhyun doesn’t snap back. Instead, he ignores the younger male and begins singing with Sehun. The two are so situated with singing the song that they don’t really pay any attention to the other two in the room.

You look at Jongin quizzically. “You...alright?”

Jongin turns his full attention back to you. He begins to examine your frame. He knows that you are now going out with his best friend. But, he didn’t really...care. He knew that someone like Sehun doesn’t exactly deserve someone like you. Not that he’s a bad guy in any way; he just feels as if you’re too good for him. Hell, he couldn’t even recognize your feelings for him until you confessed.

Frankly, he felt as if you’re too out of his league. In Jongin’s eyes, he knew just how well-suited you would be if you were his instead. He knew that his way of thinking is a bit douche-like, but he couldn’t help the way he felt.

And, he wasn’t stupid, either. He knew just how much you wanted to impress Sehun. You always wore such revealing clothes, and talked in a soft and kind-hearted way that only someone like him would enjoy. You would do anything for that boy - he just doesn’t realize it. So, as he looks over you one last time, he knew you tried your hardest to impress. You wore a tight ivory dress that hugged your body in a perfect way, and showed all of your curves the best way it could. Your hair cascaded down your front, framing your face and making your features stand out more.

The sight of you would make any man cream their pants. But, Sehun...he was too dumb to see it.

Jongin knew he could treat you better than anyone else ever could. He knew that he would be a better boyfriend, better husband, better lover. He wouldn’t play foolish, or be oblivious, or ignore anything.

He just knew he would be better than him.

So, instead of answering your previous question, he scooted closer to you. You took note of his presence, but didn’t really think much of it. Maybe he just wanted to get more comfortable - you shrugged past it.

Suddenly, unexpectedly, he places his hand on your thigh. You quickly look down, your eyes wide with surprise. His large, veiny hand cupped your thigh perfectly. You wanted to think that what he just did was a mistake, or by accident. But, by the way he’s not moving an inch, you knew it was intentional.

Your eyes trailed back up to his slowly. You wanted to say something, but you didn’t want to make it awkward. So, you gingerly moved a bit away, just enough for his hand to slip. Yet, it stayed still - and it left you clueless.

Just...what the hell was he doing? You really tried thinking positive thoughts - is this a friendly gesture? Is he trying to comfort me in some weird way?

However, once you made eye contact with him once more, his gaze was more than friendly. It glistened with nothing other than lust. Your throat grew dry at the sight of it.

You knew you had to do something. But, your thoughts were left unanswered once he began to move his hand up your thigh. His touch left electrifying shocks in your skin - reminding just how wrong this is. You were frozen, though - unable to move an inch.

Without further thought, your gaze swiftly went up to Sehun and Baekhyun singing. You knew that if they looked back any moment now, they would be asking millions of questions you didn’t know how to answer. Unfortunately, they were no where near finished singing Gee as they had just sung the first chorus. No one could save you.

When his hand reached at your inner thigh, just mere inches below your panties, you seized up. Your eyes screamed anger as you leaned into him. “Jongin - what the hell are you doing?” you whispered, trying not to draw any attention.

Instead of stopping, as you originally thought he would do, he leans in, his breath slapping against your skin. Your body stiffens at his move. “I’ll show you how a real boyfriend should treat you.”

You raise your eyebrows at his vague response. “Jongin - what -?” But, you’re cut off when his fingertips lightly touch your womanhood through the fabric of your panties. The shock leaves you speechless, and the fact that this is all happening now makes you swallow your words.

Jongin doesn’t waste any time as he gently rubs his fingernails against you, which makes you try to bite back a sound. Your eyes don’t leave Sehun, as he’s still very unaware of the situation happening just right behind him.

You lean into the sofa behind you as your fingernails dig into the cotton material. You try your best to repress any feelings of pleasure that you shouldn’t be feeling. But, the heat of it all overcomes you, choking you. The air is thin and hot - leaving you totally breathless.

So, once his fingers are laid at your womanhood, sensually rubbing up and down, you could only squeeze your eyes shut and hope that the song will be over soon. Jongin notices how you’re trying to fight everything back. He leans in again, this time, with his plump, red lips to your ear. “You can try to resist as much as you can...but we both know how bad you want it...,” he pauses to move your panties to the side. Your eyes spring open at the exposed air hitting you. He continues with his dragged out words, “You and I both know that Sehun would never do this with you...” Your heart pangs at your rib cage at the sound of your boyfriend’s name. “...just think for a second...he never realizes a thing...does he?”

Jongin stops once more to gently slide his fingers inside your lubricated cunt. He takes note of how soaked you are, and he knows that what he said earlier is confirmed true. You bite your lips harshly, nearly drawing blood. You knew you had to do everything that you can to stop yourself from letting out even a tiny bit of a sound.

But, it’s pretty hard not to as he works wonders with his fingers. He reaches deep, before pulling out and doing the same thing. Your chest heaves up and down as you try to catch as much breath as possible. Your whole entire being is steaming, though. You can feel your pores emit sweat just from the motions of his fingers inside you.

Jongin watches in enjoyment as he sees you squirm and tremble under him. He loves how hard you’re trying to resist him - even though it’s not working one bit. So, he continues once more: “I see how hard you try to impress him, (y/n)...,” he breathes out in your ear. It sends shivers down your body, leaving you in more ecstasy than you’re already feeling. “But, not only are you bringing in other horndogs around you - “ he raises his fingertips up inside you - you jolt “ - you also bring me in as well.” He starts pumping in and out, and now, you know you can’t hold back those sounds any longer.

Fortunately, because of Sehun and Baekhyun’s obnoxious and loud singing, they couldn’t really hear anything else besides their own voices. So, once you let out your first moan, Jongin smirks next to you. “I knew you couldn’t keep it up for long....” Then, all of a sudden, he leans into your face, and plants his hot lips against yours.

It surprises you extremely. Yet, that electric shock amplifies above all, and you give in. His long tongue snakes into your mouth, and rubs against yours. You let out a grunt of approval. You jolt once again with he shoves his fingers inside you again - and again - and again until you can’t breathe anymore and you can feel yourself giving in as the seconds passed.

Your heart is running a marathon at this point as you can feel your orgasm riding up. And suddenly, your hips move on their own - they grind against Jongin’s fingers deliciously - which leaves even him shocked. He watches in bewilderment as your hips ride along his fingers, not leaving any spot inside your wet, tight, pussy untouched. He feels himself growing hard in his pants, and he knows it’s all from the sight of seeing you fucking his fingers in the best way possible.

But, he knows he has to be quick as the song the other two males were singing was slowly coming to an end. So, he fastened his fingers inside of you, but not too rough so it wasn’t pleasurable for the both of you.

Your hands go to his thigh as your grip at the hard jean material. His cock springs up in his pants at even the slightest touch of you - the touch he’s wanted since forever. He began to fantasize just how amazing it’ll be with your hands around his hard, thick cock and how beautiful you would look even with your mouth wrapped around it. The mere image of you sucking his dick viciously brings a wave of pure ecstasy over him. He knew that if he even thought of how you would look with your tight pussy around his cock, he would cream his pants.

Jongin knew he didn’t love you - not in the slightest way.

He knew that he only wanted your body - only for lustful intentions. He didn’t care for your feelings or emotions at all.

You, on the other hand, notice Baekhyun singing the last high note before the song broke into it’s last chorus. So, you began to aggressively grind against his fingers - rougher, harder. His fingers were slick with your lewd juices, so it made it easier to slip in and out.

After one last moan, you finally reached your climax. The juices from your cunt spread out onto his long fingers, and he smirked in satisfaction. You were panting at this point of having your release. The tingling sensation went all the way to your toes.

However, once he pulled his fingers out of you, all of the regret and shame fell upon you. Tears welled into your waterline as you begin thinking that you just cheated on your boyfriend of one week for his best friend. It’s even worse since you did so in the same room with him.

Jongin saw your lowered face and decided to say, “Now we know who you really want...hm?”

Your eyes trail up to him. He’s smiling innocently at you, as if nothing happened just a second ago. Before you could say anything, the song ended.

Baekhyun wiped the imaginary sweat from his brow. “Woo! That was exhausting! I think I’m done singing Gee - for tonight.” He chuckles giddily to himself.

Sehun agreed. He turned to you, but immediately saw your emotional state. You weren’t exactly crying - just teary-eyed, and it was definitely evident. He rushed over to you, a concerned look plastered on his face. He wrapped an arm around your body, asking, “What happened, (y/n)?”

Jongin glanced at you, before making eye contact with his best friend. “Nothing. She’s just getting emotional because she loves you so much.”

You snap you head over to the attractive male. He doesn’t look suspicious at all - and totally believable. You sniffle, shutting your eyes. Then, you lean your head into Sehun’s chest, taking in his masculine scent.

Sehun looks confused. “Really?” He glances down at you. You try avoiding all eye contact. “Is that true...?”

It’s silence for a few moments.

After a deep breath, you mutter, “...Yeah...”

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