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Friendly Favor drabble

On second thought, maybe asking Hoshi for such a big favor wasn’t the best idea after all...

A/N: this is just a little drabble that sits between Friendly Favor and the upcoming Party Favor. I guess you could call it part 1.5. Thank you all for the amazing love and support you’ve given this series! Your feedback is wonderful and greatly appreciated as always!

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Nahyun pushed in through her apartment door, bursting the silence beyond to pieces as she shuffled inside and began setting her things down. When she’d dropped her keys in the bowl by the door, she sighed heavily and covered her face with her hands. Then she ran her fingers up into her hair and paused a long minute, staring at the ceiling.

Nahyun was honestly at a loss. She felt drained, mentally and emotionally exhausted, but at the same time her body was restless. She needed to do something, but she wasn’t sure what. Her limbs were tingling with the need for exertion and there was a whirlwind of thoughts whipping around in the back of her head. They were heavy and overwhelming, but they were so many and they sped by at such speed that she couldn’t even try to pick one out to try and figure it out. Nahyun settled on just taking a shower and getting ready for bed. The hot water had to help calm her and she just needed to slow down and relax.

The apartment was quiet and peaceful. Despite it being past ten at night, she was home alone as it was Jeonghan’s long shift at work. He wouldn’t be back until past midnight or one in the morning so she didn’t have to worry about him whining at her to hurry.

Steam filled the bathroom, billowing from the shower head in plumes. Nahyun stood under the scalding water, relishing the heat raining down on her and soaking her hair.

The shower had done its job of relaxing her, but now the problem was that it had done too well. Now, under the soothing spray, the whirlwind in her mind was beginning to slow and with it came a stream of subconscious thought she had not intended on facing.

Oh god, she had just gone down on her friend. One of her closest friends. On Soonyoung. Soonyoung, Hoshi, Hosh… the guy she teasingly called her little star, who she hung out with almost every day and who made her laugh so hard her cheeks hurt and who went out of his way to drop off her favorite order of coffee on mornings she was running late.

And she had blown him.

Her brain was now vomiting up anxious recollections for her to stress over in vain after the act. She remembered how she’d asked him and embarrassment filled her. She must’ve seemed so pathetic and desperate and he had probably only said yes out of pity. Nahyun thought of how stupid she must’ve sounded, so inexperienced. Thinking back on everything that happened now, so far out of the heat of the moment, it all seemed shameful and unbelievable at the same time. Or… maybe it wasn’t that bad? It couldn’t have been that bad. He’d cum, she had made him cum. So, he must’ve enjoyed it at least to some degree…

Then, completely and utterly unbidden, her mind dredged up a vivid memory of the sound that had passed Soonyoung’s lips as he’d cum. He had been trying to warn her, in the middle of a sentence. His voice had pitched high, ending almost in a whimper. The thought brought with it a renewed surge of heat.

Nahyun snapped the water off and threw open the shower curtain. She forced herself to stop thinking, to just focus on getting dry, wrapping her hair in a towel, grabbing the toothpaste. As she began brushing her teeth, a small thought about what the last taste in her mouth had been needled at her, but she hurriedly slapped it away and finished rinsing.

Dressing was easily done on autopilot, throwing on her oversized sleep shirt, and while she combed out her hair she counted strokes. Then she meticulously narrated the steps in her skin care routine to herself as she applied the different creams.

At last she was tucked in her bed, staring at the ceiling, willing herself to fall asleep quickly. But that strange pent up energy had returned, crawling outwards down her arms and legs from the pit of her stomach.

Soonyoung’s final plea, ending in a whine played in her mind again. She remembered the addictive sense of power she’d held over him. It had been hot. Even now thinking back on it again it still was. Heat flashed between her legs.

Fuck it.

Nahyun’s hand slipped under the waistband of her panties to touch herself. She was impatient and needy, getting right to the point.

Now unhindered, her brain shotgunned out recollections from earlier that night at incredible speed, fueling her, feeding her desire.

That whine just as he’d exploded in her mouth sounded in her ears again. His dark, hooded gaze watching her work between his legs; she could almost see it through her lashes again. She could feel the weight of him on her tongue. Her mind replayed how his stomach muscles had twitched with restraint, how his voice had dropped into a deep, guttural moan because she was making him feel so good. Nahyun remembered how his hand had tightened in her hair, nails scraping against her skull as he unconsciously tugged. She recalled how roughly he had kissed her, almost eager to taste himself on her tongue. His thighs shaking with exertion. Asking her to look up at him. His head tilted back, eyes squeezed shut in pleasure, sweat dotting his hairline. Lips parted, warning her, practically begging for two contradictory things. And then that whimper. That high-pitched whine and the splash of salty bitterness coating her mouth.

Nahyun came with a gasp, her two fingers swiping gently over her center as she came down. Her breath was stilted, body hot and overtired. Then guilt began itching at the back of her skull for what she had just done. God, if Soonyoung knew…

She turned to hide her face in the pillow with a whimper and sleep finally took mercy on her soul and consumed her.

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The smell of coffee hit Nahyun as soon as she stepped into the hallway. She found her roommate sitting at the small kitchen table with a mug in one hand and his phone in the other.

Nahyun regretted not waiting until Jeonghan had left for his first class. Not that she disliked her roommate, in fact quite the opposite. They were very close and he was easy to be with; equally willing to party down or chill. But Jeonghan was quick and observant, to a fault, and just seeing him filled Nahyun with a strange sense of panic.

Just relax, he has no idea anything is wrong. Nothing is wrong. Just be normal.

She hummed a sleepy good morning and he nodded back. Nahyun filled a mug with coffee.

“If you’re making toast or something, make me one, too, please,” Jeonghan said, not bothering to glance up at her.

Nahyun rolled her eyes. “You’re such a leech.”

“You’re the one who told me I was forbidden from ever cooking again. Plus, I made coffee, pull your weight.”

She let the issue go and began scrambling some eggs to go with the toast. For a long peaceful few minutes there was silence and Nahyun got wrapped up in her cooking. She was just finishing the eggs when Jeonghan spoke again.

“You went to bed early last night,” he said. “You’re usually up waiting for me watching trash tv. Did you feel all right?”

Nahyun panicked for a moment, but finished serving the eggs on toast, reminding herself there was no way he could know. “Yeah, fine. I was just tired.”

It was the millisecond pause that did her in. Jeonghan at last glanced up from his phone to look at her. She busied herself with her task, pretending not to notice. Nahyun swallowed hard and willed the flush of heat down from her cheeks.

Please, please, please let it go. Just let it go, for fuck’s sake!

Jeonghan put his phone face down on the table. “Something happened.”

Goddamn it.

“Nothing happened,” Nahyun said, still not looking at him as she set the plates down and took a seat.

“Something definitely happened. What happened?” he asked, leaning forward to try and look into her face.

She avoided him, ducking her head to scoop up some eggs. “Nothing. What are you talking about? Everything’s fine.”

Wrong thing to say. Jeonghan pushed his plate aside to try and make her look up at him.

“Tell me. Come on, tell me what happened,” he insisted.

“It’s nothing.”

“If it’s nothing then just tell me.”

“Jeonghan, you’re being ridiculous. I’m fine. I came home last night, I was tired, I took a shower, and I went to bed. That’s it.”

“What happened before you got home? What were you doing?” Jeonghan inquired, digging deeper. “Was it something at work?”

“No, work is fine. It’s not a big-”

“Did you get into a fight with your mom or something? Or, oh! Did your older sister call to give you crap about something stupid?”

“It wasn’t-”

“Oh, oh! You ran into your ex.”

“Jeonghan…”

“No, wait, I know! Maybe-”

“I blew Hoshi!”

There was a beat of silence and Jeonghan sat back heavily in his chair, blinking at her. Nahyun had just blurted it out, but now she sat staring at her friend, waiting for his reaction like a deer in headlights.

“You slept with Hoshi?” Jeonghan asked.

“We didn’t have sex, it was just a blow job. It-” Nahyun cut off and waved a hand as if erasing everything and starting over. “He was doing me a favor.”

“You went down on him and he was doing you a favor?”

“I was at his apartment and we were hanging out and I had been caught up on this conversation I’d had that morning about sex with Jiwoo and Chanmi and he kept asking me what was wrong, so I told him about how I was worried that since I’d never given a blow job before that I might be bad at it and then I asked if I could, you know, practice and he could give me advice.” She took in a deep breath after the run on sentence. Jeonghan just stared at her, not saying anything. She shrugged, acting quite a bit more nonchalant than she felt. “It was just a friend doing another friend a favor. That’s it.”

“That’s it?” he repeated, cocking an eyebrow. “That’s not it.”

“That is it!” Nahyun insisted. “It wasn’t a big deal. It was just… just a-a thing! To get experience.”

Jeonghan eyed her a second longer, then lifted a finger. “First of all, you shouldn’t be worried or embarrassed about not knowing some sex stuff. It’s perfectly okay to learn as you go and whoever your partner is when that happens should be cool with it.” Nahyun gave him an appreciative smile, which he returned. Then he lifted a second finger and continued, looking scandalized, “Second, I’m personally offended that you didn’t ask me to give you blow job pointers. Very rude and inconsiderate of you, to be honest.”

“What? Jeonghan! Gross,” Nahyun said, smacking his hand down. “Why would I ask you to teach me to give a bj?”

“Um, I’m your roommate and your best friend? Why not?”

“Because I don’t want to get anywhere near your dick.”

“But you did want to get near Hoshi’s dick…” he drawled, grinning as he set his trap.

Nahyun floundered for a moment, blushing. “Don’t be ridiculous. I told you it wasn’t like that. It just… came up and he was there and we’re good friends-”

“So are we, but I’m not an option?”

“No. You would gloat and be a total ass about it. I can trust Soonyoung to be sweet and not hold it over me.”

“Okay, again, I’m heavily offended, but…” Jeonghan let the sentence dangle and watched her carefully as he drank from his coffee mug. “So how was it?”

She stood, taking her half-eaten plate up. “It was okay. He said I did good, so, no worries.”

“And after?”

“What about after?”

“Did you guys talk? Did something else happen?”

She swallowed, lingering at the garbage where she was scraping the remainder of her eggs. She remembered him grabbing her roughly and kissing her, remembered how his tongue had felt pushing along her own to get a taste of himself. She shook herself out of it.

“No, nothing,” Nahyun said, moving towards the sink. “I told you, it was just a favor.”

Jeonghan was staring at her back, she could feel his eyes on her. “Nana, come on. You’re gonna tell me everything just stayed exactly the same? You didn’t feel anything?”

She swallowed. Nahyun felt her neck heating up and she thought of what she’d done when she had gotten home last night. “It was just for practice.”

“Nana…”

“I told you, it wasn’t a big deal.”

“Didn’t you used to-”

The dishes clattered heavily into the sink and Nahyun turned on her heel to exit the kitchen. “I have to get ready for my class, I’m gonna be late.”

She left Jeonghan sitting in the kitchen, his question only half asked. Nahyun refused to think of how he was going to end it and she didn’t emerge until she had heard her roommate leave for the day, taking his questions with him.

#seventeen #hoshi #svt #soonyoung #kwon soonyoung #smut #svt smut #hoshi smut

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foxykey · 4 years

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Friendly Favor

HoshixOC

Rated: M (smut, language)

Word count: 5.5k

Count on Soonyoung when you need some experience to provide a friendly lesson.

A/N: This is my first SVT fic! It’s a little under 5.5k words of pure creakhead smut. Thank you to @jeonsyn for being an amazing beta and also giving me loads of ideas/inspiration!

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“And you’re sure you’re okay?”

Nahyun looked up from where she was seated on the couch. Soonyoung was standing before her, remote in his hand. She had been chewing her lip, playing with the frayed edges of her sweater sleeve, but she stopped and gave him a look.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” she said again. “Why? Why do you keep asking?”

He raised his brows with a skeptical tilt of his head and stepped over her to sit beside her on the couch. “Because you don’t seem fine.”

“What does that even mean? How do I not seem fine? How would you know anyway?”

“We’ve been friends for a long time,” Soonyoung stated as if it was obvious. “You’re not your normal self today.”

“My normal self,” Nahyun repeated. “What’s my ‘normal self’ supposed to be like anyway?”

“Lots of energy, cheery, bossy, loud…”

“Loud? Loud? You are calling me ‘loud?’ That’s rich.”

Soonyoung laughed and shrugged as she shoved him. “I’m not saying I’m not loud, I’m saying you’re usually peppier and more demanding. ‘Make popcorn,’ ‘bring me a blanket,’ ‘there are too many lights on,’ ‘your taste in shows is garbage, Hosh…’”

Nahyun glared and pouted at him before crossing her arms defiantly and facing the television. “I’m not demanding. I just know what I want.”

“Do you not want to watch this anime? We can watch something else if-”

“No, dude, for real, it’s okay,” Nahyung interrupted. “Just go ahead and play. I swear, I’m fine.”

Soonyoung gave her a look, still unconvinced, but relented, pressing play. “Okay…” He stared at her from the corner of his eye for another long few seconds.

“Could you stop? I said I’m okay,” she demanded.

Instead of giving him a chance to respond, she shoved his shoulder again before settling her head comfortably on his lap to watch the show. Soonyoung stiffened a moment at the action, but as she settled comfortably, he relaxed again and let her be. He began gently playing with her hair as the show began, fingers dragging soothingly through the loose strands.

They were halfway through the second episode before she knew it and she didn’t even pause to think about how she had not paid attention to a single second of the show. Nahyun spoke up suddenly.

“Have you ever given head?”

Soonyoung coughed suddenly, caught completely off guard. “What?!” he asked, regaining his breath after almost choking on his own saliva.

Nahyun sat up and turned to look at him. “Like oral sex. Have you ever done it? Eaten a girl out or whatever.”

His eyes were as wide as they could go and he looked about as confused as possible. “Yes? I mean, yeah, I… um? What? Wh-why are you-?”

“Do I come off as a huge virgin?”

Soonyoung took in a breath that almost sounded like a whimper. “What the fuck is happening right now?!”

“Okay, I was with Jiwoo and Chanmi earlier. We started talking about boys and that devolved into old boyfriends which devolved into sex stuff and like… they kept sort of teasing me and saying I was ‘too baby’ for all the sex stuff. It got really annoying.”

“Okay….” he drawled, still confused. “I still don’t-”

“And then I started getting kind of self conscious? I don’t know, I just felt like, what if they’re right?”

“Right about what?”

“What if it’s this vicious, self-perpetuating cycle of coming off as big time virg and that making people think I don’t or won’t know how to do things and that ending up as not seeing me as anything but some stupid, weird adult-child.”

“Nahyun,” Soonyoung began, shoulders loosening at last. “That’s crazy. You know that’s nuts.”

She nodded, but didn’t look completely appeased. Nahyung considered for a moment, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth as she thought, then shifted to tuck her legs under herself as she came to a decision.

“We’ve been friends a long time,” she began, repeating what he himself had stated earlier.

“Yeah.”

“We’re comfortable with each other, right?”

“Um, yeah?”

“I can trust you.”

Soonyoung swallowed hard. “I don’t know if that’s a question or-”

“No,” Nahyun cut him off firmly, looking him straight in the eye. “I can trust you.”

It was a statement, but he answered with a nod just the same. “Of course. You can always trust me.”

“I need a favor.”

“...Okay? What favor?”

“You know I’m not a virgin. I mean, I’ve had sex before. It’s just, I don’t have all that much experience. And I’ve never really done the whole foreplay thing. It was always just sort of… the basics?”

“Nahyun, why are you telling me all this?” Soonyoung asked, eyes widening again as his brain began to race.

“Well, I’ve been sort of freaking out all day because what if when I finally give head, I suck at it really bad?” she admitted, leaning forward in her anxiety as if to cement her point.

“Is that supposed to be a pun?”

“Hoshi!” Nahyun whined out the nickname with a smack on his arm. “I’m serious! What if I start blowing a guy and he laughs? Or he’s totally grossed out by it or he thinks I’m an idiot because-”

“That’s impossible,” Soonyoung contradicted quickly, shaking his head vehemently.

“No, but-”

“No, Nahyun, that’s not possible. It just isn’t. Trust me. No guy is gonna think any of that stuff, I promise.”

“But what if they do? I don’t want to embarrass myself, either.”

“I’m telling you, it-” he cut off suddenly and looked back at her fixedly. “Wait. You asked for a favor… Nahyun… wh-…what was the favor?” She chewed on her lip and scrunched her nose. “Nahyun…”

“Teach me to give a blowjob,” she burst out.

Soonyoung’s jaw fell open and he sputtered at that. “Tea-teach- what?!”

She clung to his arm and when she touched him, he looked down at her hands as if she had burned him.

“Soonyoung, please,” she begged. “Just show me what to do!”

“What exactly do you expect me to do? Get a banana or something and do a demonstration? I’ve never blown a guy!”

“But you’ve been blown!”

“Yeah, but-” Then it clicked in his brain exactly what she meant. He licked his lips, looking a little like a trapped animal waiting for the killing strike. He clenched his jaw and closed his eyes a moment before speaking very slow, his tone deep. “Are you… asking to blow me?”

Nahyun fought down a blush and set her mouth in a determined line. “Yeah.” He stared in silence and after a pregnant few seconds she raced on. “I mean, it would just be for the experience. You’d be helping me out… as a friend. I can practice going down on you and you just tell me what to do and how to make it feel good. I know it’s a pretty huge favor, but-”

“Okay.”

“Okay?” Nahyun repeated, brows raised in pleasant surprise.

He nodded, fists clenched where they lay against the back of the couch. “Yeah, okay.”

“Okay. Good.”

She sat back on her heels, hands on her thighs, knuckles digging in nervously. Nahyun subtly let out a shaky breath, telling herself to calm down. Just relax. It was just Soonyoung, her friend. He was doing her a favor and she was just getting experience. It didn’t have to be weird. It was just… a platonic blowjob. Just a little head between pals.

Soonyoung had brought his arms down to either side of him on the couch, palms flat against the seat and he was staring at her. Nahyun cleared her throat and pushed past the awkwardness.

“Well, I guess we should just…” she began, getting up from the couch and standing before him. His eyes followed her, unwavering, as she knelt before him, fitting herself carefully between his legs. “So, like, how do I start? Like, what if it’s… soft?”

“Soft?” Soonyoung asked, sitting up straighter, spreading his legs a little more to give her room.

“Yeah, like, now for instance, I guess. We weren’t, like, kissing or doing anything or whatever, so you’re-” Nahyun reassessed her word usage, “it’s not going to be up, right? So, do you get yourself ready or is it something I should do? How do you even get it up?”

“Just touch it,” Soonyoung said bluntly.

“That’s it?”

“Yeah, just start touching it.”

“But, how?”

“By touching it. Literally, just start rubbing it.”

Nahyun gulped and slowly lifted her hand towards his crotch. “What if I do it wrong?” she worried, pulling her hand back and glancing up at him.

Soonyoung shook his head. “There is no wrong. If you’re touching it, you’re not doing it wrong.”

She licked her lips and then, before her nerves could get the better of her, Nahyun pressed her hand onto his groin. He jolted at the sudden contact, but stayed put, looking down at her hand on him. Carefully, she circled her palm down onto him. He let out a tight breath, but she couldn’t focus on that, too surprised at finding the outline of his dick through the material of his pants more prominent than she’d imagined. Nahyun glanced up at him quickly.

“Are you up already?” she asked, surprised.

“Not fully, but kinda, yeah…” Soonyoung admitted.

“Why? How?”

“You asked to go down on me and you’re talking about getting me hard and stuff! Of course I’m half up!”

“But we haven’t even done anything. I just touched you now!”

“Yeah, doesn’t matter. Guys are easy to get going,” he huffed and she noted a blush on his cheek as his eyes darted away from hers. “Doesn’t take too much usually.”

Nahyun dropped it, looking back down at her hand still resting between his legs. Hesitantly, she moved it again in a slow stroking motion.

“So, this is okay?” she asked.

Soonyoung licked his lips, glancing back down again. “Yeah, just use a little more pressure. Push down a bit. Yeah…” the last word half devolved into a contented sigh.

Nahyun had adjusted the force of her hand and continued rubbing. Curiously, she subtly pressed her fingers down around the outline of his cock, getting a better feel of it and dragging up and down the shaft. Her fingers ran along the line of his dick several times, eyes following the movement of her hand in a sort of enthralled trance. She looked up when she heard a small breath pass his lips. Soonyoung had titled his head back a little, eyelids drooping, and Nahyun saw his throat work with a swallow. Her gaze shot back down to her hand as she felt blood rush and tingle in her ears.

“Okay, so… you’re,” she pressed her lips together and backtracked, “I mean, it’s hard, I think.”

Soonyoung nodded quickly, glancing down as she gingerly moved her hand from his crotch to his thigh. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m- it’s up.”

There was an awkward beat of silence and then she cleared her throat. Nahyun tucked her hair behind her ear.

“So, what now?” she asked.

Soonyoung looked confused. “Huh?”

“I mean, what do I do now? How should I, you know… proceed?”

“Oh, um…” He licked his lips and sat up a little in his seat. “I guess you could just… take it out.”

“I take it out? Like I pull down your pants and pull it out?”

“Yeah, basically.”

“And guys like that?”

“Well, I do,” Soonyoung said quickly. After the words had come out, he swallowed hard and began to backtrack, attempting to straighten up further. “You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to, it’s not-”

Nahyun was working on his button and fly before he could finish stammering out the sentence. Without giving herself time to overthink the decision, she pushed the material of his jeans open wide and tugged the fabric of his underwear down over his cock. Soonyoung took in a sharp breath when she automatically closed her fist around the base of his dick. She swallowed a moment, caught somewhere between a thrill of excitement and trepidation, before raising her eyes to his face. He was blinking rapidly, looking flustered and like he was holding something back and she wasn’t sure if to be concerned or not.

“Is this okay?” Nahyun asked quietly.

Soonyoung nodded quickly. “Yeah, it’s good.”

“So do I just… go in? Or should I maybe use my hand a little?”

His eyes fluttered as she tightened her grip unconsciously before nodding again. “You can use your hand. Tease a little. Teasing feels really good.”

Slackening her grip until she almost had a featherlight touch on his shaft, she slowly pumped his cock once, then twice. “Like this?”

“Yeah,” he grunted, swallowing a groan. Soonyoung melted against the back of the couch. “Yeah, just like that.”

Nahyun watched as her friend’s expression clouded, eyes drifting closed, tongue flicking over his lips, his arms spread over the back of the sofa as she touched him. She ghosted her hand up and down, getting a good feel for him. It wasn’t like this was the first time Nahyun had been around a dick, but she had never spent so much time actually detailing it out or playing with it. All her experiences with her ex had pretty much gotten straight to the point and he’d taken care of getting himself ready, always seeming to be in a rush. Soonyoung was deceptively warm and the weight of him felt nice in her hand.

“Can you…” he began hesitantly. “Can you tighten your grip? Ungh… yeah. Like that. God…”

She obeyed, sliding her hand carefully over his cock, hand closed firmly. After a few pumps, she curiously ran her thumb over the head of his dick, tracing its shape for a moment. A breath of air hissed through his teeth even at the soft, fleeting touch and she tried the move again. Soonyoung’s hips lifted ever so slightly and he let out the breath he had just inhaled so desperately.

“Th-the tip is really sensitive,” he explained. “If you- fuck!”

His sentence ended in the loud exclamation when, after hearing his explanation, Nahyun firmly ran the pad of her thumb across the slit at the top, digging in a bit.

“Oh my god,” Soonyoung panted, wiggling under her hand.

“‘Oh my god’ good or ‘oh my god’ bad?” Nahyun asked, the hint of a smile tugging at her lips.

“Good, just… too much.”

“Too much?” she repeated, sweeping her thumb one last time over his tip just to watch him squirm. Precum was beginning to collect at the head, staining her finger, but she backed off, moving back down to his shaft again. “Hmm… good to know.”

“I think…” Soonyoung said, chewing his lip after another minute, “I think we can move on now.”

“Why, am I doing something wrong?” Nahyun asked, worried and a little self-conscious.

He was quick to shake his head. “No, no, not at all. It’s just dry, so it’s getting kind of uncomfortable.”

“What do you mean ‘dry?’”

“Well, we don’t have lube or hand cream or anything so it’s kinda chafing. There needs to be something slick, something so your hand can slide during a handjob.”

“Okay. So, what now?” she asked, looking up at him and waiting.

“I mean, you can just start, um, sucking if you want… or you can use your tongue first a little bit,” Soonyoung responded, cheeks flushed.

“What do you like?”

His tongue flicked out over his dry lips as he stared at her. “Tongue,” he rasped, voice gravelly in the back of his throat.

Teasing, Nahyun thought to herself. He likes teasing.

She shifted forward, lips just parting when he stopped her with a quick, “Wait, wait, hold on!”

“What?” she said, sitting back quickly.

“Your hair.” When she looked confused, he continued hurriedly, “Do you have a thing to pick up your hair? Like, one of those little rubber bands? So I can see. I mean, guys like to watch.”

“Oh. Yes! Yeah, I do. Gimme a second.”

Nahyun darted away quickly, scurrying over to her bag by the door and began rifling through the front pocket where she usually kept an assortment of random items. Please, god, let there be a hair tie in there. Fuck, it wasn’t there… she’d used it last week and had forgotten to put in a new one. But… aha! Her fingers closed on a little clip. It was better than nothing and she brandished it at Soonyoung. She twisted her hair up and back as well as she could with the clip and came to kneel in front of him again.

Soonyoung hadn’t moved from his position on the couch. The only move he’d made was when Nahyun had gotten up, he had replaced her hand around his dick with his own, on reflex. Now, as she settled between his thighs once more, he chewed his lip nervously, hand still gripped around himself tightly.

“Okay,” she said finally and she stared at his hand for a moment, waiting.

Hesitantly, Soonyoung unfisted his grip and exposed himself fully once more. Nahyun didn’t waste a second. Before either of them could overthink, she threw herself fully back into the moment. She grabbed the base of his cock and ran her tongue along the underside in a long lick.

“Oh fuck,” he cried, his head falling back as sudden pleasure traced a path up his spine with the action.

The exclamation was reassuring and Nahyun repeated the motion, but slower. Soonyoung had recovered from the initial onslaught to watch as she flattened her tongue against him. She worked her way towards his tip, swirling her tongue around him as she remembered reading about that somewhere once. His chest was rising and falling heavier and heavier as she went. As she ran her tongue along the frenulum, he jolted and a little laugh escaped him at the sensation.

Nahyun placed a few kitten licks along the head. “Is this okay?”

He nodded, eyes glazed as he watched her. “Yeah, it’s good. It feels really good.” She hummed before swiping boldly over the tip, pressing firmly against the slit and tasting the bitterness of his precum on her tongue. He groaned at that, eyes fluttering, and she did it again with a slight variation. Trying hard to focus, he spoke up again, “Whenever you want you can just p-put it in… your, um… your mouth.”

She instantly opened her mouth and took the head of his cock between her lips, suckling lightly. Heat rose inside her as he moaned a low, “Shit,” under his breath. She carefully moved to take more of his dick into her mouth.

“God, yeah, that’s…” he petered off in a groan, eyes fixed firmly on his cock disappearing into her mouth. “S-suck a little harder. Fuck, yeah, like that… just like that…” He hissed suddenly and jerked back, eyes snapping open. “Teeth, your teeth… be careful not to scrape.”

Nahyun pulled off a moment to mumble a quick, “Sorry,” and swallow the excess saliva pooling in her mouth.

He shook his head. “It’s oka-hay…”

She instant latched onto the tip again, making sure to keep her jaw wide, and hollowed her cheeks. The tip was sensitive, he’d said, so she focused on it, swirling her tongue around it to make up for her mistake. It seemed to do the trick, Soonyoung’s head drooping with a moan, the muscles of his thighs flexing. She dug her tongue into the slit, just to see what would happen, and he jolted with a grunt, hips stuttering back at the overwhelming stimulation.

“Nahyun…” he groaned, almost whining her name out. His tone was somewhere between pleading and pouting, his breathing heavy and labored at this point.

Nahyun released some of the pressure around his head and slid down his cock to take him in deeper again before sucking hard once more. Finally feeling more comfortable, she began to bob her head up and down, starting up a hesitant rhythm.

Soonyoung’s hand, which had been fisted on his thigh, lifted suddenly, as if he was going to grab the back of her head. He caught himself in time and stopped. Before he could lower it again, however, Nahyun reached out and took his hand in her own. He stared a moment, confused, until she lifted his hand to her head and held it there. He took the hint and when she felt that he wasn’t going to drop it, she let go, bracing herself against his open thighs as she began bobbing her head in earnest.

He tangled his hand tightly in her hair, pulling and mussing up the haphazardly pulled back strands. A lock of hair escaped the clip, but Soonyoung didn’t seem to mind.

“Nahyun,” he panted out, sounding a little desperate. “C-can you look at m-me?”

Her eyes flicked up to him instantly and she pulled off, pumping him once with her hand. “Is something wrong?”

“Eye contact,” he said, shaking his head at her question. “Eye contact makes a huge difference.”

“So… you like it when I’m looking at you,” she reaffirmed.

He gulped and nodded. “Yeah.”

Nahyun held his gaze, locked onto his darkened, fucked out eyes and lowered her head to lick a slow stripe up his cock again. Soonyoung took in a shaky breath, pushing the loose lock of her hair back behind her ear before entangling his hand in her hair again. She felt the pressure of his fingers digging in lightly at the back of her skull and she submitted to his subtle prompting to take his dick back into her mouth. She hollowed her cheeks as she went down, having noticed that he seemed to like that a lot.

“Shit, you sure this is your first blowjob?” Soonyoung laughed, grabbing a fistful of her hair as she pulled back until only the head was still in and pushed her tongue against the underside. “Because you’re doing re-really well.”

“You’re telling me what to do and how you like it,” Nahyun reminded him, dropping a kiss to his tip before taking him in again.

“Yeah, fuck, but-” he cut off to lick his lips, watching as she bobbed her head again, “but you’re doing a lot of things I’m not telling you t-to do that are amazing. I think y-you’re a natural.” She gave a hum of approval. Soonyoung swallowed hard again, fingers curling in her hair before he asked, “Could… do you think you can go deeper?”

She moved to comply, taking in more of him, but her pace was too quick and as he neared the back of her throat she gagged violently. She coughed and pulled back, tears welling in her eyes. Nahyun swallowed and wiped her mouth of the saliva that had pooled with the action. Soonyoung cradled her head carefully between his hands, eyes flickering across her face in distress.

“Are you okay? I’m sorry,” he insisted guiltily. “I shouldn’t have-”

Nahyun waved his apology away firmly. “I’m fine.”

“Are you sure? I feel bad for asking.”

“I swear, Hosh, I’m okay. Just got a little too eager and you’re pretty big, so.”

“Shit, Nana, don’t say stuff like that,” he growled, pushing her hair away from her face once more.

“Stuff like what?”

“That I’m big and all that.”

“Why?” She had been questioning the process basically the whole time to get a good idea of what to do, but this time she was teasing more than anything. “What happens if I say stuff like that?”

“You’re seriously asking me what happens to a guy when you tell him you’re too eager to have his big cock in your mouth?” he repeated, eyes hooded. His fingers dug into her scalp again and she suppressed a shiver. “They’d go feral.”

She held his eyes for a long moment, his gaze causing a pang of lust to flare in her center. Her hand wound around his dick once again and she squeezed, making him twitch against her palm.

“I wanna try again,” she said huskily.

“Nahyun, you don’t-” he began.

“I wanna take you in deeper. Show me how.”

Before he could try to dissuade her she had fit her mouth around him, working him up once again. He grunted, fisting his hand in her hair again.

“You need to open your throat and breathe through your nose,” he explained.

Nahyun wasn’t too sure about how to open her throat, but she did know how to breathe through her nose, so she focused on that part. She lowered her head onto him slowly. His tip hit the back of her throat and she gagged a little, but didn’t pull off.

“Relax your throat,” Soonyoung repeated. He was beginning to pant again. When, after taking a few seconds to control her gag reflex, Nahyun managed to follow his instructions, he pet her hair. “Like that, perfect. God, you don’t know how badly I want to fuck your throat right now.”

She moaned unintentionally. His words fueled the fire that had kindled in her core into overdrive and she felt wetness beginning to pool between her legs. She began to move and he tapped two fingers weakly against the back of her head.

“Slow, go slow,” he sighed, brow furrowed in pleasure. “Don’t push yourself too hard.”

Nahyun didn’t want to obey, but she did because she was afraid if she didn’t she’d loose control again. She managed to set up a steady rhythm. It was hard to keep him so deep for so long, so she had to alternate between going down until her nose almost touched his pelvic bone and hollowing her cheeks out as hard as possible when she made more shallow movements.

Remembering what he’d said about eye contact, Nahyun flicked her eyes up to look at him through her lashes. The sight of his clouded gaze made her bold.

“Fuck my throat.”

His eyes widened, breath caught in his lungs. “What?”

“I want you to fuck my throat, Soonyoung.”

He stared a while longer, caught off guard, but Nahyun slipped her mouth down over him as far as she could go, his cock hitting the back of her throat, all without breaking her gaze from his.

Soonyoung bit his lip as he rocked his hips up shallowly the first time. Nahyun breathed out through her nose, concentrating on keeping the muscles of her throat relaxed. He grunted at the feeling and thrust his hips forward again. The pace he set was on the slow side, careful not to overwhelm or choke her. She could tell he was holding back and it made her a little upset. She wished she was good enough to let him do as he pleased, but she was limited by her inexperience, her lack of practice. Nahyun settled for sucking hard every time he pulled back and was rewarded with a wanton moan from him.

Nahyun glanced up at him again. Though he wasn’t looking back anymore, she kept her eyes fixed on him. It was a view she didn’t want to miss. Seeing him like this… it was mesmerizing. Soonyoung’s eyes were squeezed shut in pleasure, brows furrowed tightly. She felt his hand holding her head in place as he thrust his hips in rhythm. His lower lip was caught between his teeth, then let loose as he moaned, then captured once more. His fine, black hair was falling over his forehead, the dark strands dotted with sweat. He looked amazing; fucked out and sexy and Nahyun wondered how she hadn’t noticed before.

And then there was the power… it was intoxicating, it filled her to the brim. Seeing him so worked up, on the edge, swallowed up by lust and pleasure and knowing it was all because of her - her mouth, her tongue, her - made her feel powerful in a way she’d never felt before. Knowing she could elicit such responses from him… she wanted to push him as far as he could go.

Soonyoung’s hand had knotted in her hair and he tugged, trying to pull her away. She stubbornly stayed put, hollowing her cheeks and he grunted.

“Nahyun, stop,” he panted, tugging once more. “Stop, stop…. I’m… fuck, I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum. If you don’t stop, I’m gonna cum in… in…”

Nahyun pushed his hand away from her head and lowered her head as far down as she could go. She gagged around him, but she didn’t care. Soonyoung let out a strangled, high-pitched moan as her throat clenched around him and with one final suck he came.

Bitterness splashed against the back of her throat and she gagged again, but she forced it down. When she felt that he’d finished, Nahyun carefully pulled herself off of his cock, mouth full of his release.

“Oh shit, oh shit,” he cursed. “I’m so sorry!”

Soonyoung pushed the sweat soaked hair from his forehead and frantically tucked himself back into his pants. Nahyun stood from her position on her knees and he practically launched himself off the couch to stand in front of her.

“Wait, just spit, uh,” he looked around for something, anything she could use to spit into and then gave up and held out the bottom hem of his shirt towards her, “you can just-”

Soonyoung froze in place as Nahyun took a deep breath and swallowed. She coughed and managed to swallow again. The taste certainly wasn’t pleasant, but it wasn’t the worst thing. She glanced up at him to find him staring, jaw hanging open. She wiped the corners of her mouth a little self-consciously.

“Did you just swallow my cum?” he asked in a low voice.

Nahyun hesitated, a little unsure. She nervously pushed her hair behind her ears in an attempt to straighten it. “Yeah… I thought-”

Soonyoung had grabbed her wrist before she could think to react and yanked her towards him. His mouth was hot against hers, tongue instantly prying her lips apart to stroke behind her teeth. Nahyun grunted into the kiss, but returned the pressure of his mouth. She managed to twirl her tongue around his own once before he was pulling away again.

“Sorry,” Soonyoung panted a little awkwardly, pushing his hair back again. “That was just really hot and I sorta just reacted.”

“Me swallowing your cum was hot?” she asked, blinking at him.

“Fuck yeah.”

“Oh. Okay.” She bit her lip. Then added, “And boys don’t mind making out after… doing that? They like that?”

“Well, I do.”

They stared at each other for a minute. The sweat was drying in his black locks already, sticking up in places where his hands had mussed it. Maybe this hadn’t been the smartest idea after all. How could she look at him again without remembering what he’d looked like when she’d had her mouth around him? Nahyun’s gaze dropped to his lips for a moment and then she shook herself out of it. She forced a wide smile.

“So, how’d I do overall?” she asked him with a laugh. “Will I embarrass myself?”

He licked his lips and visibly shook himself out of the haze that had taken them over for a moment. “Definitely not. You were really awesome. Like I said, a natural.”

Nahyun nodded again, but still a strained awkwardness hung over them. He pressed his lips together. She ran her hands through her hair in an attempt to tame it.

“Well, I think… yeah, it’s pretty late. I should go,” Nahyun said.

“Yeah, okay,” Soonyoung agreed.

He followed behind her slowly as she headed towards the door. He opened it for her as she gathered her bag.

Nahyun paused just past the doorway to look back at her friend. His gaze was still dark, something swimming in the depths just beneath the surface. She chewed her cheek and smiled at him again, less forced friendliness and more hesitant trepidation.

“Hey, um,” Nahyun began, letting out a breath. “Thanks for, um… for helping me. I know it was a big ask.”

Soonyoung stared back at her. Then he gave a short nod and dropped his gaze. “Yeah, no problem.”

With one last wave she started out. She was halfway down the hallway when Soonyoung spoke up again suddenly.

“Nahyun,” he called. She turned to look at him. He was standing in his doorway, a serious look on his face. “Maybe you can return the favor and coach me some day.”

Nahyun’s lips parted as her jaw dropped. She blinked at him, frozen in her spot. She thought maybe he’d laugh like he did sometimes when he was teasing.

But Soonyoung merely ducked his head and went back inside, leaving her shell shocked in the hallway.

#seventeen #svt #svt smut #hoshi smut #hoshi #kwon soonyoung

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