#haechan hard thoughts

[onyourhyuck]

Fix Me Softly. | L.DH

— Prologue: “Open wide pretty girl will ya?”

— Summary: Your best friend has the most dirtiest thoughts about you and he isn’t shy about sharing them with you.

— Genre: Himbo Haechan. Haechan’s literally the most perverted person in this fic. There’s just something about unhinged Haechan who’s a sex maniac tbh. Switch!hyuck. DUB-CON. Oral (fem receiving) and throat fucking (male receiving). Unprotected sex. Haechan is obsessed with y/n thighs. Face riding. Pinning. Cum-play. Hickeys. Possessive Haechan.

— Notes: Sex Obsessed Haechan >>>

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There’s one person you won’t ever understand.

That person being your best friend Haechan.

He was like someone out of another world, when he’s with you Haechan knows zero boundaries. He knows zero social cues. When you are around him Haechan is almost like a wild-animal.

“God you’re so pretty when you study. I want to kiss you so bad Y/n.” He wasn’t shy at all even though he’s meant to be doing this working assignment with you in your bedroom, he was too distracted by your serious face watching the laptop.

You’re trying your best to not give out a reaction considering that Haechan actually enjoys having you hear his dirty thoughts about you all the freaking time. Every minute you guys are together there was not a single moment where he doesn’t tell you how much he wants to fuck you.

You frown looking over at him. “Did you finish your assignment yet or are you here to disturb me?”

Seeing Haechan watching you so intensely it’s almost as if he was already imagining himself wanking off to you while he sees your serious face. He loves it when you scold him too.

Haechan pouts a bit. “No I didn’t finish the assignment. You’re too distracting.”

You sigh. “I told you if you won’t take this seriously I won’t invite you back to my bedroom.”

“But I want you so bad, you can’t do this to me. Please just one kiss and I’ll focus that’s all it takes for me to focus on our college assignment.”

You’re in disbelief at your best friend. Haechan has always had this thing about you. He enjoys your presence and your company. You’re attractive and he just so happens to be attracted to his best friend. Haechan doesn’t even want to hide it how much he is attracted to you.

Sometimes he would lean to kiss you and you would move your head to push him away. Sometimes in class he wants to touch your thigh so badly so he does it and you slap his hand away.

“I really have the urge to take off my jeans and have you take my cock in your mouth right now…” he whispers, as if this was a very casual thing to say to a friend right now.

At times you’re the one rejecting him and telling him to keep his annoying thoughts away because he feels like you don’t believe him when he says how much he wants to fuck you. How much he wants to take a taste of your pussy or the fact that he actually wants to kiss your tempting little pretty lips.

“You’re such a pervert.” You mutter mockingly while he leans in to kiss you on your mouth but you move your face away.

He whines when you moved away from his lips just about when he was going to touch them.

Haechan curls his fingers on your sleeve that you’re wearing. You glare at him now that you see how much he was giving you those puppies eyes.

“Ahh Y/n please one kiss won’t hurt you.”

You can’t believe him but sometimes you really do have the urge to shut him up by kissing him so he could just do the work.

“Shut up and do your work already.” You huff. How do you fix your best friend? You have no idea how to fix Haechan at all.

Haechan draws shapes on your arms with his fingers while watching you. The black hair with white stripes in them make him look edgy but in a way the edgy clothes and style he has makes him attractive. You do admit your friend here was very attractive and he probably has many pros to himself.

But the only side thing is that Haechan wants to have your mouth stuffed full of his meat in your mouth and you’re unstable to process that image in your head.

The fingers with black nail polish on them softly tan down from your forearm to your thighs now to draw shapes on there.

You stare at him while he keeps the eye contact back. For a moment you’re just watching each other in complete silence.

He wasn’t doing his work, and you’re rocking with the fact that there won’t be any work done between you guys at all.

“Please Y/n one kiss… I’m begging you.”

Haechan whispers to your ears with his soft whining voice sounding almost like whimpers that makes your skin crawl.

You’re tempted to just do it so you can get on with the college work honestly.

You glare forward with your hand reaching out grabbing a hold of his chin and slowly lean in kissing him roughly for a second or two. You pull away and leave your hand on his chin. You saw the boy gasp and how much he enjoyed it he was moaning by a single touch of your hand on his skin, and a single small kiss took half of his breath away.

Haechan was craving more now that he knows how your lips feel on his. He leans closer and takes a longer kiss on your mouth without you noticing. You’re now kissing Haechan, trapped in a kiss he puts on your body while crawling on top of you with his running hands down to your waist.

The laptop was pushed aside and you’re kissing him back feeling your senses shut you down. Haechan’s tongue roams across your own walls while he was kissing you. Exploring your sweet lingering mouth that he’s been fantasying about for so long.

It feels so artful to have you spread out on your bed in your dorm room with clothes coming off so gracefully leaving your figure looking empty until Haechan pressed forward his heart-shape mouth dangerously trailing down to your dainty collarbones, upwards your neck leaving marks on your tidy skin. It made you look like a toy in his eyes, but you’re now his toy to be played with. You belong to him now, because the sight of those love bites were a bright reddish colour spreading right up and down your throat angle.

Adding the adept hands between your thighs, he squeezed your inner thigh before rubbing it up and down. The small caresses has your fuzzy mind overflowing out a cracking hole out of nowhere, and the area on your panties were soaking by the time he was gazing you with such a high maintenance look behind those eyes, that tell you you’re not going anywhere.

So clean and cunning. The growing shaft in those tights jeans of his was hardening by the sight of your open legs where he ran down a single finger down to your clothed clit.

You moan on the outside, despite trying to mentally keep your own noises away from reality. You’re here staring Haechan down as he admires your leakage patch on your panties.

“Oh Y/n…you’re so wet for me. I always knew you wanted me but you were playing hard to get. You’re such a minx.” He coos with a growling tease.

Looking at your dumbfounded expression when he said this. Haechan leans down to your ears kissing it. “You’re such a whore, I knew you were lying to me. Rejecting me all this time.” His hands squeeze your hips as he lifts you up on the bed a little.

You mumble a few trails of sighs when Haechan suddenly swapped your positions with you on his lap while he was leaning back casually. Expression on his face tells you he wants something from you and you’re bound to give it to him. It was a fact and not a choice here, and your stomach had this strange fluttering knot deep inside telling you to do it.

He leers mockingly. “Why don’t you let me have a taste of your pussy, Y/n?”

Brushing over his hands on your thighs up and down as you shiver when hearing his words, your voice comes out so tiny and small compared to Haechan’s voice and his intimidating eyes. The black eyeliner on the waterline makes his black eyes so much more magnetic and the black painted fingertips brushing down the skin on your thighs, you could dissolve like crazy from how good his touches feel.

The question was rather sounding like a statement more than an actual question.

You knew deep down the rhetoric answer for him when he moved up to your ass behind groping it pulling your body up only a bit so your thighs welcome the sight of your pussy above him. Haechan pushed aside the wet patch on your panties on the side and then, a grounding slithering wetness of a warm wetness covers your womanhood. Haechan is almost like a starved maniac, coating your cunt with his warm saliva with extreme motions. Circling down the tip of his tongue inside your walls only to pull away and press down even more force of his lips on your own tempting lips down below.

It was wet and sloppy just like how Haechan liked it. He loves hearing your body jolt with each movements because you don’t know what else to expect from the eccentric sex maniac underneath you eating you out.

You don’t know what he will do next, but all you can think about was how skilled Haechan was at eating you out while you’re pressing your thighs on the sides of his face and shoulders. Your toes were curling up with each stroke of his gliding tongue.

He growls against your mound while tightly digging the fingernails in your thick thighs.

“Roll your hips for me baby, please.” It sounded so desperate when Haechan rasps out below your sensitive parts.

It was a demand too. Springing the hips backwards and forward around in all sorts of motion you’re realising the increasing pleasure of your own body, driving down a road. The boy underneath you was nothing more than just a hungry wild animal growling against your wet slit running down his chin.

You’re releasing out your moans without a single thought able to be processed; it’s like every single braincell you had was now no longer existing.

Knot in your stomach was heavy, like a threatening ticking bomb ready to combust.

Haechan loves how you are riding his face now to your own pace that became extremely fast when the pleasure you felt became so much more intense than the high you’ve received from him previously. Dragging down the black painted fingernails on your thighs you’re grunting when you feel Haechan sucking on your clit. Abusing it.

Pressuring on your clit sucking on it with his plum heart-shape lips, as well as vibrating his grunting noises that he can’t contain. You taste absolutely heavenly to not comment on.

He fantasise too much about you. Too long he waited for this moment you’d give in to his shenanigans. It’s been far too long.

One point in his life Haechan was convinced that he cannot be fixed by anyone. The obsession he has with you wasn’t something ordinary.

But here you are Fixing Him Softly by letting him have a taste of you, letting him eat you out like the silly whore you are. Oh how the tables have turned. You ended up rejecting him for so long only to end up in this vulnerable position.

“That’s right, you’re about to cum aren’t you?” Haechan affirms with a domineering tone that creates goosebumps on your skin.

You’re nodding your head. “Fuck— Yes…! I’m right there…”

“Fuckfuckfuck—“ you gasp.

Undertook by the coming heat happening in between your spreading legs you are nipping at your bottom lip as broken incomplete moans break out. Haechan sucks on the sensitive side part of your pussy finally eager to taste your running juices that are dripping all the way down his chin and neckline. You’re holding your own hanging mouth as the heat on your face creates this flush, as if you were sick. You’re unable to see or breathe for a long moment or two. It leaves behind this scorching ember burning in your stomach.

Quicker strokes pull out of you as Haechan was groaning when your thighs tenderly pushed and squeeze around his face, while he rubs down his hand on your bare back.

“Such a filthy slut, that’s right take all of it.” He said with heavy groans coming out as if he held his breath in when the taste of his tongue remains. “Mmm, I love this perfect pussy of yours.”

He was so drunk on you. Drunk of your taste.

The growing number in his pants was due to take place when he looks back at your feverish face. You look so intoxicated, as if he made you this way.

Grabbing on your body the hands creep at your back while the place changes. You’re moving when you see him standing up over the bed dropping down the thick layer of jeans down, along with the boxers. He saw your eyes widen immediately when you saw the shaft spring up looking so wide and big.

Eyes lurches down to his cock threatening you by standing up against his perfectly flat and tone stomach. The beautiful tan on his body makes you salivate and drool. You cannot hold back when your eyes crawl higher up to take a look at Haechan who was smirking.

He purrs. “Open wide pretty girl will ya?” Brushing his fingers under your chin stroking it, you shiver as you feel your cheeks heat up.

You weren’t expecting the sight of him to be this ethereal.

Your voice comes out hushed. “Mm Haechan…” As the round ball shaped tip pressed by your mouth. He purposely teased your mouth by making his large tip poke but not go in your mouth at all.

The tip pulls at your lower lip and you whine when he was now deciding to be such a tease.

“Hurry up.” You demand with your stern eyes, loving that you’re now getting more demanding and less shy.

“Nuhuh baby, i give commands here.”

Haechan wants to see what you’d do if he continued to be as bratty as he is now. You’re waiting for him to give you the next move but he was staying still.

Biting his bottom lip when you glare at him. There’s no way you’ll let him boss you around when you’re this needy to have a taste of him now.

Pulling your palm over the shaft you grab it forward pushing the very fine thickly round shaped tip inside your warming mouth. Haechan wasn’t expecting you to be this quick with your reflexes. He didn’t see this coming. To watch you take slight control of the situation by pulling his entire length inside your mouth. You let him overfill your space.

It feels so damn good though.

He bit his bottom lip, raspy husked speaking out as his hands brushed your hair into a messy half-tried ponytail. “Goddamn baby…didn’t know you had that in you.”

Shifting between teasing you and sounding so heavenly under you. Haechan was enjoying the sight of your head bopping up and down — you took him so seriously and perfectly in your small mouth. Despite the large size, you managed to reach down to his very end.

You make him limp with each stroke your tongue rolls against wrapping your saliva and own slipping tongue like a blanket on his cock.

Stuffing you full but you don’t seem to mind when Haechan was moaning vocally.

He was very open about you knowing every— and you mean every trailing dirty thought he has in his brain right now.

“Shit. You look so much better with my cock stuffing you full. I bet you love this don’t you?” His tongue licks his bottom lip. “Am I right?”

Brushing fingers in the messy ponytail behind your head so he could see the full show you put on while your kitten licks turn to strokes.

You moan a sweet hum against the shaft as you’re trailing down your lips even more.

The tension only grows as you’re sucking him so much Haechan can barely stay still. You’re making him physical weak on the knees and he can’t stay still when you’re practically sucking him dry.

Haechan thrusts forward the hips. Whenever it got so much you’re dragging down his cock into your throat so the thick mushroom tip was banging the back of your mouth, as you deep throat him, Haechan couldn’t help but want more deep ness and he became greedy.

Hips thrust even more and more into your face making all sorts of gagging sounds come out while Haechan’s black hair with soft white streaks became messy hanging down his eyes while the dark gaze was watching you take everything he gave.

Fucking your mouth was always a dream come true for him and now that he was experiencing what fantasy he craves,

He can’t get enough now.

“Oh…oh mmfgh y/n you’re doing so well right now, give me more… please give me more. Please.. fuck,”

Crying out for you. Haechan’s eyes go dim and he was breaking every soft whine escaping those shattering lips.

“I need you to milk my cock dry until i can’t cum anymore.”

You knew that he meant every word underline in bright red. He was being serious. Haechan wants you to suck his own very soul out of him.

Who were you to say no to Haechan when he was begging you so nicely? You feel some empowering dominance over you now when you see the boy shaking from the overstimulating electricity running down his spine and overtaking the very burning ball feeling in his stomach.

Flickering your tongue down his cock once more, Haechan’s head sputters. It feels like a raging headache has split his head into two. The overfilling sensation of cumming inside your mouth as the final push results in Haechan’s knees becoming jelly.

Haechan wails. “Cumming… ah fuck, fuck. I love your mouth so much.. so good,” He breathes heavily.

Detaching your jawline pulling away from the cock in your mouth, it slips out with a watery liquid that tastes between sweet and salty. You can’t put your tongue on what he tastes like. But it was definitely rewarding.

Especially when you see the tired exhaustion on his face.

It tells you everything. You made him have the biggest orgasm he could ever imagine. Haechan gasps when he sits down with a sluggish head on the pillows and you turn your head towards him.

You definitely fixed him. Made him much calmer.

“You still have your assignment to finish.”

You remind him with a strict gaze.

Haechan closed his eyes grumbling. “I know, I know. I’ll finish it in a minute just give me a second — geez Y/n you just sucked me into the next century and you mention the assignment!”

“Okay? Don’t act like you didn’t tell me to do that.”

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[p4p1l0nn]

you and me, bed?

pairing: fwb!haechan x fem!reader

content warning: 18+, riding, pussy eating, established relationship, strong language, mdni

a/n: for the devoted fullsun enthusiasts, including the author herself — this is for you. winks and kisses xx

“ah, hyuck, please stop,” you moaned, face flushed as you shielded it with your hand. the embarrassment overwhelmed you, making it impossible to meet haechan’s gaze, your roommate who was deeply engrossed between your trembling legs.

another moan escaped from your lips, a bit louder this time, as haechan skillfully continued his actions. haechan's hands held onto your thighs, keeping you still. you couldn't move even if you wanted to, but in that moment, you wouldn't have dared.

overwhelmed by days of piling work, stacks of papers seeming never-ending, haechan, your roommate and a friend with benefits, sensed your stress. offering a way to unwind, he suggested, “why not let me help you forget all that stress, babe?”

with your heart secretly longing for him, you swiftly agreed to his proposition.

curious and wanting to spice things up, haechan decided to try something different — opting to provide you with some intimate attention. time seemed to blur as you found yourself gripping haechan's bed sheets, moments of relief unfolding in a way that transcended any sense of time.

feeling a rush of adrenaline, warmth spread, leaving drops over your thighs. tempted to let go completely, you hesitated, not wanting to come just yet. you warned haechan, struggling to form a coherent sentence that ended up sounding more like a cry.

“h-haechan, i might . . . if you don't stop,” you managed to express, your words a mix of desire and restraint.

responding to your plea, haechan paused, lifting his eyes to gaze at you. your hair tousled from the previous make-out session, you yearned for him to lean in again, pressing the softness of his lips against yours.

playfully, haechan's teasing voice filled the air, “with the way you respond to my touch, it's tempting to make you come just from the skill of my tongue on you. but, you know what would be even better? feeling you come on my dick,” accompanied by a mischievous grin. unwrapping his arms from your thighs, he shifted to a kneeling position, the outline of his hard cock visible through gray sweatpants.

lying over you, your bare chests now touching, you marveled at the perfection of haechan's warm skin against yours.

as your breathing steadied, the rapid pounding in your chest persisted, heightened by haechan's closeness. however, you felt composed enough to speak.

“how do you want me, hyuck?” you asked.

“ride me, baby.” haechan's casual nickname flowed effortlessly from his lips, seemingly normal for two friends, yet the repetition leaving you pondering its intention. the blurred lines of your relationship added an element of confusion.

what you do know is that if this continues, it might seriously affect your well being.

haechan shifts, laying on his back, extending an invitation for you to climb on top. before straddling him completely, you skillfully lower haechan's sweats along with his boxers. his hard cock is eagerly waiting, and you can hardly wait to feel it inside you again. his tender fingertips guide you, tracing over your waist as you prepare for the intimate connection.

“fuck, you look beautiful,” he remarked.

you ran your fingers over your sensitive area, adding warmth before grasping haechan's cock. with a deliberate pace, your hand glided along his length, from the tip down to the base, blending the sensations with your arousal.

“ah y/n . . .” soft breaths escaped haechan's lips, building anticipation to feel him inside you once more. excitement and warmth filled your being, realizing that you were the one causing these pleasure-filled sounds from haechan.

moving forward, you held haechan's cock to you. he placed his hands on your ass, gently spreading them to help in guiding his cock to the entrance. trying to relax, you gradually took the head of haechan's cock inside, slowly sinking down onto it.

moans echoed as haechan's full length entered you, a familiar explosion of sensations washing over you. every time you and haechan shared this intimacy, it felt like a burst of euphoria, butterflies fluttering from your stomach throughout your relaxed body.

“fuck, yes. you good, love?” haechan asked breathlessly, his hands tenderly gripping your waist.

“just need a moment to catch my breath. feeling a bit sensitive,” you responded, the aftermath of pleasure lingering in the air.

“it's perfect. you're doing amazing,” haechan praised, his words echoing in your mind with the resonance of his deep voice. his hands, once at your waist, now explored the exposed skin, reaching up to your hardened nipples. “so, so fucking good.”

the desire swelled, and you felt a mix of emotions. ready to move, you initiated slow rolls of your hips. the sensation of haechan's firm cock inside you was exquisite, perfectly fitting in the tightness, reaching every sensitive spot that heightened the pleasure.

“oh fuck, hyuck. you feel amazing inside me,” you expressed, the words a testament to the overwhelming pleasure that enveloped your senses.

haechan's hands found their place on your thighs, intentionally avoiding your neglected clit. firmly gripping the flesh on the back of your thighs, he aided your movements, encouraging a faster pace.

“i know, baby.” haechan's husky voice resonated, a low, rough grunt escaping him.

leaning forward, your hands landed on haechan's chest. your motions on his cock became more fervent, a determination to reach both your orgasms as fast as possible.

“ahh” you let out a quiet cry.

haechan's breaths quickened, mingling with the heated air. his open mouth controlled the symphony of pleasure that danced between you two. unlike his restrained approach, you relished the freedom to express your vocals, well aware that haechan enjoyed the symphony of your moans.

“just like that, baby. keep it going,” you whimpered in response to his praise.

as haechan's cock twitched with anticipation, you felt like you were on the brink of an otherworldly pleasure, the intensity building between you two reaching a crescendo of bliss.

tears of ecstasy welled in your eyes as you locked gazes with haechan, finding him already fixated on you. it seemed like he hadn't blinked since the intimate dance began. in his eyes, there was something more than just lust, something elusive that you dared to believe in for a fleeting moment.

you shifted to lie on haechan's chest, your chests pressed together. leaning in for a kiss, your breaths mingled in a shared rhythm. the kiss evolved into an exchange of breaths, prompting haechan to bridge the gap, closing it with a passionate kiss. you welcomed the play of tongues, lost in the intensity of the connection.

lying on haechan's chest, your neglected clit found the attention it craved between your bodies. the friction against his lower abdomen added a delightful sensation, and you reveled in the newfound pleasure.

as the intense kissing paused, you shifted back to your previous position, stealing a moment to appreciate haechan's soft, plump lips.

“hyuck-ah . . .”

“yes, baby?”

“i'm close. can you, um, touch me?”

“when my baby ask so nicely, how can i refuse?” haechan responded playfully.

granting you control of your movements, haechan pressed his thumb to your clit, skillfully circling it, heightening the pleasure between you two.

your head tossed back, hair moving in sync with each motion. the lewd sight before him stirred haechan, making him swear he'd gotten hard again. your exposed, sweat glistened neck adorned with red marks of earlier passion served as a tempting cherry on top.

“that's it, baby. make yourself come on my cock,” haechan commanded, his voice low and demanding.

whining, you were beyond words, riding yourself up and down on his cock, your hands forming fists on his chest.

“hyuck, babe, please . . .”

“hush. i've got you,” haechan assured, feeling your pulse quicken.

“i'm coming. can i cum? please baby—” you questioned, your plea lingering in the heated air.

“do it, baby. you deserve it.”

a wave of heat spread from your stomach, like a firework forming within. your climax surged as haechan's throbbing cock remained nestled inside you. goosebumps tingled on your skin, thighs trembling, and your core clenching around haechan’s cock.

“hyuck . . . hyu — ah, fuck, fuck, fuck . . .”

“come here,” haechan signaled for you to rest on his chest again, circling your clit gently in the aftermath of your euphoria. sticky with sweat, you laid on haechan, normally self-conscious, but in his arms, nothing else mattered.

listening to the rhythmic beat of haechan's heart, his touches soothing the shivering skin on your back, you gradually calmed down.

once assured you were ready, haechan shifted beneath you, adjusting his position to resume thrusting into you.

“mhmm, i'm still sensitive,” you whined into haechan’s neck.

“i won’t last long, baby. i know you still have it in you,” haechan continued to pound into you, the rhythmic slap of skin echoing. “such a good girl for me yeah?”

a choked moan escaped you as sleepiness started to invade your blissful mind.

“hyuck . . . come inside me, will you?” you managed to ask.

“shit, y/n . . . yeah, i can— ngh— no need to ask me twice.” haechan responded. as if those words triggered a switch in haechan’s mind, he fervently thrust into you. it didn't take long for his orgasm. an electric spark surging through him as his release painted your tight walls. his body tensed before relaxing completely, with you securely in his embrace.

a serene silence enveloped both of you, lying there, attuned to the symphony of each other's calming breaths.

aftercare with haechan proved to be the highlight, an intimate atmosphere created by his soothing hands caressing your flushed skin. whispers of sweet praises lingered in the air, and stolen kisses sparked daydreams of turning these cherished moments into an everyday reality.

usually, after reaching the pinnacle of pleasure, you'd part ways. haechan retreated to his own room for sleep, and you took it as a cue to leave, a familiar routine etched into the aftermath of sex within the walls of haechan's room.

feeling a bit self-indulgent today, you luxuriate in haechan’s fingers weaving through your hair, their tender journey down to massage your shoulders.

“hyuck?” you murmur, resting your chin on haechan's chest to meet his gaze.

“yes, my love?” haechan responds with a curious glance.

“can i stay here with you in your bed tonight?” the question hangs in the air, your brief moment of doubt heightened by haechan's gaze.

but that flicker of uncertainty evaporates in an instant. haechan, captivated by the woman of his dreams before him, embraces the offer without hesitation, drawing you closer in the warmth of the moment.

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[tddyhyck]

has never went to oovoo javer

pairings ⇢ uber driver!hyuck x afab!reader

warnings ⇢ strangers???, protected sex (kinda), car sex, thigh riding, fingering, oral (m receiving/slight f receiving), voyeurism, exhibitionism, masturbation (f), mentions of being high, squirting, lip ring hyuck OFC, also big fat cock hyuck agenda, roleplay

word count ⇢ 4.1k

a/n ⇢ i dreamed this or something i swear, also thank u hua my bestie for letting me talk about this as always 🤭🤭

masterlist

you didn’t take uber’s often, usually opting for carpooling with friends or using public transport, but when you did you always got the same driver. he was pretty nice all of the times you met him, not bothering you with talking unless you started the conversation and even handing you candy after the third time you rode with him.

he was really attractive too, at least from the backseat and from his uber profile picture he seemed to update regularly. he had longish dark hair, plush rosy lips with a pretty silver lip ring, and he wore an insane amount of rings that suited him.

you always wondered if he had some sort of other job or if he was just an uber driver. he seemed like someone who would be in a band or work at a grocery store. there was noi-between. you were nosy but never wanted to pry since he was just your always uber driver.

today was different for you though you had left your friends late so you couldn’t take the bus and your friends were high just like you. so you got on your little uber app and waited to see who it was. it would almost be surprising if it wasn’t haechan, but his face popped up on the app and it made you a little giddy.

you could overthink and let your mind wander to why he was always picking you up and somehow always right around the corner but you didn’t. you liked seeing him with decorated fingers gripping the wheel while he played music you had said you liked.

so you bid your friends goodnight and hurried down the stairs to the front of the building. looking left and right to see if his familiar black suv was pulling up. you waited a minute rocking on your heels and shivering slightly when you finally saw him pulling up flipping his lights to get your attention. you scurry over to his car gripping the handle and sliding into the back seat and fixing your hair with your hands before looking up to see him staring back at you.

“hi,” you mumble, scanning his face to see his lip ring glinting in the car light.

“hi, pretty, how are you?” he responds, lips pulling into a slight smile. you don’t remember what ride he started calling you pretty on but it made you want to giggle and kick your feet.

“high and horny,” you blurt, making him throw his head back laughing. you cover your mouth quickly mortified at your confession. “fuck sorry.”

“you’re good, pretty, just don’t make a mess on my seats,” he winked before turning back around to face the front. you throw your head back to hit the headrest while heat floods your body. from both the embarrassment and the heat between your legs and his little comment didn’t help. you squeezed your legs together, the fabric of your dress riding up as you did.

the drive to your place was about 15 minutes and it was going to be complete and total torture but once you got home you could hole up in your room with a hand between your legs and release the pent-up feelings.

you had forgotten how getting high made your panties insanely wet and your body vibrate. but you remembered now staring at haechan who was tapping his ringed fingers on the steering wheel and letting his tongue swipe his lip before tugging on his lip ring with his teeth. you wondered how that would feel against your hot skin. the cool metal against your thighs while his head was between your legs teasing your cunt.

your legs pressed together again and gripped your knee with your hand. you didn’t realize a whimper had slipped out from your throat as your fingers drifted up your knee to raise the hem of your dress and make the skin of your thigh tingle.

you looked out the window hoping something could distract you from the ache between your legs and the hot guy in the front seat. you never felt his eyes floating to you through the rearview mirror, or the way he scanned you, watching the way your leg bounced and your dress rode up your soft thighs.

he could tell you weren’t being funny with your horny comment. you were on the edge of your seat needing to be touched. he wondered what you thought about maybe him touching you, fingers trailing over your skin making you twitch beneath him. now he was working himself up and letting his mind wander. he shook his head concentrating back on the road instead of your panties peeking out as the dress rose even more.

one little touch won’t hurt, right? just something to press against your pulsing core. you side-eye haechan to see him focusing on the road so you let your hand slide further up your leg. using your nondominant hand hopefully to deter you from flicking your wrist like you liked. each touch feels like something deeper and more intimate than normal, the slide of your fingers before they touch the fabric of your panties has your breath hitching.

the panties feel so soft and delicate and so damp and hot practically dripping in your arousal. your chest was almost heaving when you pressed your fingers against your center. you could feel your clit pulsing under your touch but the pressure of your digits wasn’t enough to relieve it.

haechan was still peeking back at you, gawking when your hand slipped between your legs as you leaned your forehead against the car window, your breath fogging the glass. he could feel his jeans growing tighter when you finally rocked your hips ever so slightly. he wanted to watch you, stare at you while you ground against your hand, but he was driving and he had to get you to your destination safely.

once you started moving you couldn’t stop yourself letting your hips do the work bucking perfectly against your fingers. the hot ache between your legs only felt like it was growing. chasing the relief you knew you would get when you just let yourself have it, legs shaking, the mind-numbing orgasm you craved. but you were in the back of haechan’s car so you stopped moving and huff against the window resting your forehead on the cool glass taking some of the heat from you.

taking a minute to breathe, moving your hand far away from between your legs you try to collect yourself. what the fuck were you doing? trying to get off in the back of an uber like a weird porn intro. then your mind started drifting to porn - no. focus. no dirty nasty porn brain.

“you good?” your eyes almost bulge out of your head. had he seen you? did he know you were getting freaky in his back seat?

“yeah just, yeah,” you mumble, still a little brain foggy. you look up to see him staring back at you in the rearview his eyes are darker but still as sweet as ever.

“your temp okay?” you nod knowing he can see you but still mutter a yes as your head lulls on the headrest.

“there’s a lot of traffic tonight, might take longer than normal,” he mentioned and you groan in response making him smirk to himself. it only made you want to cry. you can’t wait much longer you’re already trying to cum in the car and now there’s traffic. a cruel and unusual world to live in.

“it’ll be okay, baby, i’ll get you home safe,” he says, reaching his hand back to pat your knee. you felt like you were on fire from his pet name switching to baby and the skin-to-skin contact. you wanted him to slide his hand higher and touch you where you needed it.

you pout while you whimper mostly to yourself and grip the hem of your dress now suddenly aware of how it lays almost at your hip exposing so much skin. you don’t even recognize your hands lingering, smoothing over the fabric you relax into the feeling. closing your eyes leaning back and your hands move on their own.

it doesn’t even feel like your hands that are pulling your panties to the side letting the cool air hit your heat. your other hand finally making contact and making you sigh at the touch. your fingers swirling around your pulsing clit collecting the slick that's filled your panties. you can already feel yourself getting close, the touch finally providing what you need.

you don’t notice the boy in the driver's seat staring back at you through the mirror watching the way your face twists and mouth falls open as you flick your wrist. he’s almost drooling seeing your cunt glisten as you bring yourself closer. he watches closely but still flicks his eyes back to the road catching your hole flutter and begging to be filled.

he brings his hand to palm his jeans matching your timing, but he wants you. needs to feel you around him while he fills you up. he can only imagine the way you would wrap around him perfectly. but he can't, he really can't, you're his sweet little frequent rider who gives him the best reviews. but also you’re in his back seat cunt dripping onto his leather seats. what’s a man to do?

your hand isn’t enough so your hips start to buck against your fingers slipping and sliding against your clit and your hole. you want to slip your fingers inside and fill yourself but you need to be fast don’t savor the moment just get off.

suddenly you remember you aren’t so alone and you flutter your eyes open and see him staring back. it makes your breath hitch when you make eye contact through the mirror but you’re in too deep to stop. you almost want to go harder with how his dark eyes stare into you unapologetically looking down at your pussy.

“can you pull over,” you almost whimper and he looks back at you expression flipping between dark to concerned. wondering if you’re going to beat him up or if you want more like he does. but he doesn’t hesitate to go down a side road and find a parking lot for some privacy. he can see your fingers still moving in his peripheral vision.

when he finally pulls in and parks you waste no time unbuckling before leaning forward to tug his sweater and attach your lips to his. he doesn’t wait to reciprocate, pressing hungrily into you. his lips are just as soft as they looked at the cool metal of his piercing had your head spinning.

“is this okay?” you pull back breathing heavily and staring up at him.

“so much more than okay,” he responds, smirking over at you, and you smile back tugging his collar and making him scramble out of his seat clumsily crawling into the back with you making you laugh. you tug him to you again gripping the soft knit of his sweater as your lips find him again.

you push him to sit back but follow his lips keeping you attached to him before straddling his lap. the ripped denim covering his leg is pressing against your core and his hands are kneading your hips over your dress, but you want him closer. you grind into him and whimper into his mouth and his tongue chases your lips lapping up at them.

“more,” you whine and his hands grip your hips tighter, rocking you against his leg.

“so needy,” he breathes, sitting back to look at you with heavy eyes. your eyes are closed but you can feel him staring at you and each move you make. you lift the hem of your dress pulling it up to reveal your panties to him and the source of your moans.

he groans leaning forward to kiss your neck as his hands slide over your exposed flesh. fingers grazing under the waist of your panties, snapping them against your skin. his hands keep you from moving against him as fast as you want to and it’s frustrating but his tongue suckles your neck distracting you.

“slow down, pretty, let me make you feel good,” he whispers against your skin before blowing cool air against your neck, making you shiver.

“need more,” you whimper, but his hands slow you down before stopping you with a pout on your face. he smirks up at you before kissing your lips and turning to lay you back against the seat.

he presses against you, his body encompassing you and you feel him all around. one hand holding himself up on the seat and the other gripping your thigh fingers smoothing the skin as his lips desperately meet yours.

his lips mold to yours and you whimper against him opening your mouth to slip your tongue out sliding over his lips. he chases your tongue sucking it into his mouth. the sucking sounds filling his backseat as your saliva mixes and smears against your mouths. and you love it the messy and needy way he kisses you feels so raw and real.

your breathing is heavy in his mouth and so is his. he releases your lips letting his wet mouth roam down your face to your neck licking against the warm skin and your hands comb through his hair clinging to the strands. he's flipping your dress up again gripping higher on your thigh.

“touch me,” you whine, grabbing his wrist and moving it to graze your panties. you hear and feel him groan, vibrating against your neck making you shiver. he doesn’t hesitate to do what you say, gripping your panties and sliding them down before pulling away to fully remove them.

“fuck you’re soaked,” he moans lifting your soiled panties and swirling them around his finger to tease you.

“shut up,” you groan, covering your face with your hands but your lower half is still completely exposed to him.

“stop you’re fucking cute,” he pulls your hands away staring down at you. “can i keep these?” he smirks, nodding to the panties.

“only if you do something in the next 5 seconds,” you whine at him bucking your hips for something. he just coos down at you teasing your neediness, but he touches you, fingers pressing into your thighs dragging closer to your core. you don’t see him toss your panties into the front seat.

“you’re so fucking needy. can’t believe you were getting off in my backseat.” you mewl at his words you can’t deny it. “so fucking wet.” he whispers fingers touching your cunt and making you twitch. his fingers slide over you collecting the juices dripping out of you before bringing his fingers up in front of his face scissoring them curiously staring at the slick clinging to his digits and it only makes u more embarrassed.

“what’s got you shy? you weren’t shy earlier with your hand down your panties.” he teases before swirling his tongue around his fingers staring right at you while he does it. you try to avoid his eye contact as he tastes you on his digits.

“hmm? what is it, pretty?” you shake your head as he leans closer to you licking at your lips while his spit-covered fingers slip between you and find your core again. your mouth falls open when he uses a finger to fill you up. he watches you intently the way you try to close your mouth and bite your lip but he stops you licking over your mouth distracting you.

“don’t be quiet. let me hear you.” you nod harshly in response, moaning when his finger curls inside of you. you want more, you need more.

“more haechan, please,” you plead looking up at him and bucking your hips against him.

“huh? can't hear you.” you want to roll your eyes but you want him to fill you up more.

“more need more of you please.” you croak louder this time and he doesn’t waste time adding another finger making your legs tremble when his digits immediately curl inside of you. he leans back between your legs watching the way your cunt swallows his fingers. his hand that was holding him up is pressing your thigh backward showing you to him completely.

“so fucking pretty, take it so well yeah?” he coos staring down at you watching the way your mouth is open and fingers slide over your lips. his fingers are moving skillfully inside of you and his thumb swirls over your clit.

“is good. so good,” you manage breath caught in your throat you haven’t felt so good in so long. the pleasure taking over and swirling in your stomach tightening with each thrust.

“yeah, pretty? gonna cum huh?” his words make you cry so close to the edge. “tell me.”

“so close.” you whimper, grabbing his sleeve and tugging him to you. he’s sucking your neck instantly, keeping his hand thrusting into you.

“cum, pretty girl,” he says, and you can’t stop letting the knot in your stomach release as you do. arching into him as he works you through it, releasing on his hand and the seat beneath you. your legs close around him but he doesn’t stop until you're pulling on the hair at his nape.

he pulls away looking down between you dipping his fingers into the mess you made.

“you’re a squirter? cute,” you shake your head and want to melt into the seat. since when are you a squirter? “liar, you made such a mess.” he teases before leaning down to lick over your cunt.

“nuhuh, so much,” you whine, pushing his head away but he just smirks up at you, swirling his tongue lower to collect you on his tongue.

“you just taste so fucking good.”

“wanna taste you,” you say boldly leaning up and catching him off guard. your hands find their way to his belt fiddling with the leather.

“want to be inside you.” he counters, staring back at you gripping your wrist.

“please just-“ he cuts you off with a kiss and releases your wrist letting you unbuckle his belt and quickly tug his zipper. his lips are distracting you but you try to push him backwards to give you room to settle between his legs.

you take his clothed length in your hands and leave wet opened mouth kisses while looking at him to see his reactions. he’s staring down at you, one hand laying over his stomach and the other resting on his thigh. you sit back on your heels pulling his waistband down to let his cock slap against his stomach.

you don’t waste time leaning back down to take him in your mouth. he’s hot and heavy on your tongue and it makes you squeeze your legs together at the idea of him inside of you. you swirl your tongue and take the rest of him in your hands pumping his length.

“so pretty with my cock in your mouth,” he whispers, fingers pushing your hair out of your face mainly to see your eyes while you swallow around him. you push your head down to take even more of him hearing him groan and his fingers curl into your scalp.

“take me so well,” he moans, legs shaking beside your head when you moan around him. you want him to fuck your face but you decide not to ask maybe that’s too much for the back seat with your uber driver.

“fuck fuck fuck,” he says trying to push you off of him. you release him with a pop smiling up at him spit sliding down your chin.

“what?” you giggle at him using the back of your hand to swipe at the saliva.

“you’re a fucking minx,” he grins back before dragging you to him to kiss you again. he brings you close to him pulling you onto his lap you whine when you feel his cock against your folds.

“do you have protection?” he asks looking over at you.

“i’m clean but i have some,” you lean back, grabbing your long-forgotten bag.

“i’m clean too but,” he trails off when you lift the packet and tear it open. hurriedly you take it out and slide it down his length making him sigh.

“just fuck my brains out please,” you look at him with doe eyes before kissing him and lifting over his length before pressing it to your hole. you moan in unison as you sink down onto him, filling you up.

“so fucking tight,” he groans as his fingers dig into the skin of your hips. you’re speechless you feel so full and overwhelmed you can barely move just have him inside of you.

“you good?” he asks, grabbing your cheeks to look at him and you nod. “tell me.” he doesn’t demand this time asking softly for you to tell him how you feel.

“so good i can’t think. ‘m so full,” you whimper, falling into his chest and you can almost tell he’s smiling when he soothes over your back and coos at you.

“poor baby,” he coos, thrusting into you. “too much?” you whine and he bucks again. “can't take my fat cock can you?” you shake your head and he thrusts with each word punctuating it.

“ha- chan,” you mewl, lips pressing into his neck. he reaches around you holding you up as he lays you back again. his hair falls in his face as he leans over you thrusting into you deeply. he keeps his pace slow but steady, not letting you miss a single drag of his cock inside of you.

he kisses the side of your open mouth before sitting up between you moving his hands to press your thighs against your chest. he stared down at the way your cunt swallows his length with each thrust completely sucking him in.

“take me so fucking well,” he groans and you feel tears slipping down your face. “letting your little uber driver fuck you such a dirty whore.”

“hyuck,” you whine, slipping from the space.

“who?” he stops his movements staring down at you. you can see he’s trying not to break but his teasing eyes almost give him away.

“haechan, harder,” you whisper, he grins at you following your instructions. deepening each stroke and pushing you into the seat.

“like that, baby?” you nod sloppily and feel the familiar feeling coming back, the sweet release so close you can almost taste it. haechan notices bringing his finger to swirl around your clit.

“pretty baby, gonna cum on my cock?” he moans looking down at you.

“so close,” you whimper back, gripping his arm tighter. he moves his arm from your grasp to lock your fingers together as he plunges into you.

“gonna let your uber driver fuck you and have you a dirty mess in his backseat, huh? little slutty thing just fucking anyone.” his filthy words are all it takes to have you clenching tightly around him mumbling incoherently as you cum. he groans at the way your pussy squeezes around him and grips him so tight.

“cum on me,” you whisper to him, head still full of pleasure but you know he’s close to his own.

“so nasty.” he groans, his hand still holding yours and the other still grips your thigh, bruising the supple flesh. you slip your hand between you pulling the condom off in one motion just as he releases, coating your messy cunt with hot white cum. “fuck.”

he slides his cock against your cunt smearing his cum and letting it mix with yours as you both catch your breath. you look down between your legs watching him grinding his cock against your clit seeing the mess you’d made.

“you’re such a freak.” he chuckles looking up at you, catching you staring.

“shut up,” you whine trying to cover your face again but he doesn’t let you. gripping your wrists and kissing you tenderly.

“we gotta divulge in your little kinks more often baby. you’re so filthy.” you want to look away because it feels like he’s staring through you.

“you’re still my uber driver, remember?” you tease him.

“oh sorry miss, we’re definitely going to have a late arrival.”

“hyuck,” you whine trying to push him away.

“you slipped with that earlier baby, so cute.” he teases again, reaching over to the glove box to grab some napkins.

“it’s hard not calling you that. you’re my hyuck,” you pout at him.

“i know and you’re my filthy slutty whorish girlfriend,” he grins mischievously, but still diligently cleaning you both up.

“and so are you.”

“i’m keeping the panties by the way.”

“like you haven’t already stolen 10 other pairs.” you roll your eyes playfully.

“it’s because i’m disgustingly obsessed with you.”

©️ tddyhyck

#haechan smut #haechan x you #haechan x reader #nct dream smut #nct smut #nct dream x reader #nct 127 smut #haechan x y/n #haechan hard thoughts #haechan hard hours #donghyuck x reader #donghyuck smut

[diorcities]

mdni

haechan the type to talk to you in tiny voice when he's fucking the shit out of you. boy's making a whole mess of you, cheeks wet, sore legs, chin drooling from the intensity of tongue and teeth. overstimulated, having lost count of how many times you've cum around his equally overstimulated cock. he loves this and has the gesture of praising you while giving you little pecks as he shoves his dick deeper. “so pretty, baby.” using his calm voice on you as he whispers against your lips, words tinged with affection and condesendence. “too much? want me to stop for a second?” while the thruth is, he enjoys too much fucking you dumb, “if you beg i might give you a tiny break, yeah?”

#haechan hard thoughts #haechan hard hours #haechan smut #donghyuck smut #lee donghyuck smut #nct dream smut #nct 127 smut #♡haechan

[taeyongdoyoung]

strawberries & sunshine

summary: your adorable best friend takes you to a picnic in a secluded spot but his intentions may be far from innocent... pairing: haechan x reader genre: smut, established relationship warnings: cnc/dubcon, corruption kink, innocence kink, pet names (angel, sweetie, my flower, etc.), mention of doctors/made-up sickness, manipulation, bf2l roleplay, inappropriate touching, rubbing, fingering, unprotected sex (pls dont), public sex (there is no one around but still), creampie, safeword is referenced but not used, swearing, degradation (reader is called slut), aftercare author's note: this concept has been haunting me for a while now and i finally gathered enough courage to put it into words 🥴 word count: 1.7k

Your best friend is the sweetest guy in the universe. Haechan is thoughtful, funny and always does kind gestures like bringing you flowers or your favourite chocolates without asking for anything in return. Despite being talkative himself, he always listens to you rant about what’s bothering you, checking to see if you want advice or simply emotional support.

Haechan is also very cute and pretty. Spending time with him truly energizes you and you trust him to have your best interests at heart 100%. Which is why you don’t think twice when he asks you to go on a picnic with him. You love eating and nature, but more importantly, you love being around Haechan, so you find no reason to worry.

When he first mentioned this idea, you assumed you two would go to a park inside the city. But now that the sunny day you chose for your picnic finally arrives, you are stunned that Haechan is driving you two out of the city, entering the mountain nearby.

“Woah, isn’t that a little far away?” you ask in amazement.

“Relax, angel, I’ll take you to the prettiest place,” Haechan responds.

You nod absentmindedly, not even a little bit concerned.

After what seems like forever, Haechan stops the car. He insists on carrying the picnic basket, as well as the blanket, and leads the way into the woods. You walk for around 15 minutes when you are eventually greeted by gorgeous green grass, surrounded by tall trees and birds chirping.

“It’s so lovely, Haechan! How did you find this?”

“I like exploring every once in a while,” he shrugs humbly.

You lay down the blanket, spread out the insides of the picnic basket and sit down, satisfied with the results. There are strawberries, little croissants, ham and cheese sandwiches, French macarons, some homemade kimbap and lemonade. It is so peaceful and quiet here, you really needed an escape from the big city.

You don’t talk much, too busy eating, enjoying the sweet strawberries, the bright sunshine and the lovely atmosphere.

“Oof, I’m so full,” you groan at some point.

“That’s the whole point of picnics, isn’t it?” Haechan chuckles.

“So true!” you laugh.

You two put the remaining food back into the basket and place it on the grass, making space for you to lie down on the blanket.

“To be honest, I’m still kinda hungry,” Haechan murmurs bashfully.

“What? Why didn’t you say so before we put the food away?” you exclaim in surprise.

“Not hungry for anything inside the basket.”

“What do you mean?” you ask innocently.

“I’m not just hungry, I’m also in a lot of pain.”

“Huh? Should we go back to the city for you to see a doctor?” you are instantly concerned for your friend’s well-being.

“Oh, I’ve talked to many doctors already and they all said the same thing. There is only one cure possible for my sickness,” Haechan explains patiently.

“Well, what is it? If there’s anything I can do to help you…” you offer without thinking.

“There is, actually. But do you promise to do anything for me? You’re my best friend, right? You wouldn’t want me to be in pain?”

“Of course not, Haechan! I promise I’ll try to help you but you gotta tell me what kind of pain are you talking about?”

“How about I show you instead?” Haechan’s lips tilt in the slightest of smirk. You are confused by the change of his expression, when he grabs your hand and puts it on his heart. “First, it hurts here.” Then, he moves it so that your hand is now placed on top of his cock. “But it also hurts here.”

“Oh, Haechan,” you sympathize with him. Truly. “This is so strange but I think I might have the same sickness?”

You take hold of his hand and place it on your breasts.

“It hurts me here, as well,” you blink at him softly, then move his hand to your clothed pussy so he touches it through your floral dress. “And here.”

“My angel, I had no idea you were also suffering from this cruel sickness. Do you think maybe…we could be each other’s cure?”

“I don’t know, Haechan…Isn’t it wrong to feel this way?” you express your doubts.

“Oh no, sweetie, it’s completely normal, at least that’s what the doctors said. If we help each other, the pain will disappear.”

“Well, then I guess it’s for the best,” you concede. “The hurt is becoming quite uncomfortable.”

“Same here, my flower. I think we should hurry if we want to cure ourselves of this terrible illness.”

Haechan wastes no more time trying to convince you and climbs on top of you, pressing you down. He spreads your legs apart with one hand, touching and brutally rubbing you through your panties.

“Hyuck, n-no, this isn’t right,” you cry out and try to push him away.

“Shh, my sweet, I’m just trying to cure you first. Don’t you want it?”

“N-no, I’m not sure anymore, please stop,” you whine helplessly but he is too strong to fight off.

“It’ll be over before you know it, just stop struggling, my dear,” Haechan assures you and continues to attack your pussy with his hand. Eventually, he tears your panties apart, sticking his long fingers inside of you.

“P-please, you don’t ha-have to do this,” you try your best to resist but your damn pussy betrays you, squelching noises revealing your juices all for your best friend to see and hear. You would be embarrassed if you aren’t so turned on right now. You come around his fingers so quickly and powerfully that you are unable to think clearly any longer.

“You can help me now, no? I healed you, so now it’s your turn to give me the cure,” Haechan tries to talk you into this.

“I don’t know…” you shake your head. “Maybe there’s another way.”

“There isn’t. Trust me, okay?” Haechan insists. “You promised…”

His reminder, paired with his soft yet cruel smile is more than enough to convince you. But you say nothing as he unbuckles his belt, lowers his boxers and enters you in one swift movement.

“N-no, it h-hurts, Hyuck, p-please,” you whimper around him, as he goes deeper than you could ever imagine, stretching you out to your absolute limits.

“Take it, you slut, going alone into the woods with a guy, acting as if you had no idea what’s gonna happen to you,” Haechan’s words are so unkind, so unlike the sweet guy you’re used to seeing.

“I didn’t know, I swear,” you insist, pushing against his chest with your tiny hands.

“Shut the fuck up,” he laughs meanly, grabbing your wrists and pinning them above your head.

“N-no, this is wrong, H-hyuck,” you sniffle pitifully. “We’re best friends, we shouldn’t do things like that.”

“Well, best friends ought to help each other no matter what. So, take it like the good little slut you are and cure me of this sickness you caused,” Haechan keeps fucking into you, making you feel so full and satiated.

“Am not a slut,” you argue.

“Oh yeah? Then, why didn’t you wear a fucking bra, huh?” Haechan asks, letting go of your wrists and sliding his hand under your dress, grabbing your tits roughly.

“F-for you,” you admit shamelessly. “Wanna be your good girl, Hyuck.”

“Too bad, because I wanna turn my good girl into a slut,” he snickers at you, spilling his seed inside of your pussy. You come around him without thinking and are foolish enough to think he’s done with you. Taking his cock out and using his fingers to fuck the cum threatening to spill out back into your pussy. You are too exhausted to fight back but you do your best anyway.

“W-what are you doing?”

“Making sure the cure is permanent,” Haechan explains calmly as if it is the most obvious thing in the world.

Then, without bothering to ask, he flips you around so that you are on your knees, face down, and slips back inside of you smoothly.

“N-no, that’s enough!” you scream in frustration.

“It’s enough when I say it’s enough,” Haechan grunts loudly.

“Nngh, aren’t we cured already?”

“What are you talking about? The disease is only spreading further,” Haechan laughs maniacally at this point.

“Haechan, please, stop, I can’t…” you cry and plead and whimper, again and again.

“You know what to say if you really want me to stop,” Haechan reminds you. But when you say nothing, he continues using your body, right there in the middle of the woods, too far away from society, where no one could possibly hear you asking for help, where you are left entirely at your best friend’s mercy.

Eventually, he exhausts himself after cumming too many times, inside of you, on your back, on your belly, and all over the poor blanket. Haechan reaches his hand out to get water from the picnic basket, thoughtfully giving it to you. After you are both done drinking, he does his best to clean you up and make sure you are...well, alive. Taking a deep breath, he lies down next to you, enveloping you in a warm and soft hug.

“Was that too much?” he wants to know and brushes a piece of hair behind your ear gently. You melt under his touch, just like always.

There he is. Your sunshine boyfriend is back.

“No, it was perfect. So much better than what we talked about previously,” you reply honestly.

“I wasn’t too mean to my baby, was I?” Haechan needs to make sure.

“Just the right amount of mean,” you laugh. “Did I play the innocent angel part well enough?”

“Too well,” Haechan praises your acting skills. “Maybe because you were my innocent best friend back when we first met.”

“And look where that got me,” you sigh. “Miles away from home, overflowing with cum, no one to save me. Such a tragic fate.”

“Oh, come on, don’t pretend you don’t like it,” Haechan rolls his eyes.

You lean in to kiss him softly.

“Loved every minute,” you admit. Then, you grab his chin firmly. “But next time, I’ll be the one corrupting you.”

The End

#nct #haechan #nct smut #haechan smut #nct dream smut #lee donghyuck smut #nct 127 smut #haechan x reader #nct hard thoughts #nct hard hours #haechan hard thoughts #haechan hard hours #nct imagines #haechan imagines #writing

[neo-percs]

PERVY! NEIGHBOR:: ( day 15 )

WARNING:: over the fence teaser??, pantie stealing, perv! Neighbor Haechan, jerking off.

SUMMARY:: your neighbor is such a perv, but it’s not like you mind all too much when he’s so god damn fine.

perv neighbor! Haechan who likes to pretend to do yard work while you sit on your front lawn and sun bathe so he can get a close glimpse of you half naked.

Perv neighbor! Haechan that offers to help your mom around the house just so he can watch watch you walk around in skimpy clothes.

Perv neighbor! Haechan who can hear you through his cracked window as you touch yourself at night loving the way you whine and moan.

Perv neighbor! Haechan that hates to see guys sneak through your back door before they make it up into your bedroom and fuck you while you moan into your pillow.

Perv neighbor! Haechan who invites you to hangout and watch movies but the entire time is imagining pushing you against the couch and eating you out.

Perv neighbor! Haechan that likes to watch you roll blunts and smoke out of your bedroom window because he thinks about you sucking his cock instead of you licking and pressing your lips against the wrap of the blunt.

Perv neighbor! Haechan who comes inside your house to drink lemonade that your mom offers, going off to the bathroom and stealing a pair of your panties sitting in the laundry basket.

Perv neighbor! Haechan that walks home with your used panties stuffed in his pocket as a reminder of his admiration of you and immediately goes to his bedroom to hold them up to his face with his hand his pants.

Perv neighbor! Haechan who moans your name so loudly that you can hear him through the slightly cracked window that was right across from yours.

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all you wanted to do was watch a new show with him but as always he convinces you to do his favorite activity (that you enjoy)

during a road trip everyone decided you’d room with him because you guys seemed close but they didn’t know how close you guys really were

he told you he would give you all the attention you wanted once he was finished with his game but you didn’t listen so he went extra hard tonight to teach you a lesson

after a extremely long night all he wanted was to be relaxed with the pretty view of you between his legs

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tease | lee haechan

pairing: lee haechan x f!reader genre: enemies-ish to lovers, college au word count: 5.8k+ summary: Playing spin the bottle definitely wasn't what you had envisioned for your first college party. And the last person you expected to see was Lee Haechan. But life has a funny way of throwing surprises at you, and this time it came in the form of the bottle landing on some drunk dude who dared you to kiss Haechan. warnings: oral (m receiving), fngering, cursing, drinking, hc calls reader princess a/n: rushed this one a bit to post it on time for haechan’s bday :D i hope you enjoy! and happy birthday my haechan ilysm baby! - i recommend listening to sweat by zayn while reading

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"New girl… what was your name... oh right.. Y/N” the guy's words stumbled out of his mouth, clearly too many drinks deep into the night. He was trying so hard to formulate a single coherent thought, but his speech was all over the place. And there you sat, legs crossed, waiting for whatever command he was about to throw at you.

"You should, ehm... uh… oh I know… you should kiss the person in front of you," he slurred, barely able to keep his eyes open.

You tensed up when the words left his mouth. You expected having to kiss someone in this game but you weren’t all that excited or open to the idea. Sure, you could've just taken a shot and avoided the whole ordeal, but you had already declined way too many requests and had knocked back enough shots for the night. Plus, your friend had disappeared into the crowd a while ago, leaving you to fend for yourself. You didn't want to push your drinking limit any further.

But honestly, the mere thought of kissing anyone at that moment felt too awkward. You didn't know a single person in this circle, and the boys surrounding you seemed ready to pounce at the opportunity. The uncomfortable feeling in the pit of your stomach grew stronger. And just when you thought things couldn't get any worse, someone sauntered into the circle, nudging the guy who had been in front of you aside, without a single word of protest. It was as if the universe itself conspired to make the situation even more complicated because there he was, in all his glory, Lee Haechan.

Let me give you a short backstory. Haechan was one of your brother's closest friends, and you practically grew up with him. Well, maybe "in his shadow" is a more accurate description. His larger-than-life personality always overshadowed your shy self whenever you were in the same room. And there was also the teasing. Haechan took great pleasure in getting under your skin. While most of your brother's friends ignored you, Haechan found it amusing to embarrass you at every opportunity. He'd mock your fashion choices and poke fun at your taste in music. Basically, anything he could find that was worthy of a good tease, he'd go for it. Sure, you'll admit that you were a bit of an awkward kid back then, spending most of your time holed up in your room, jamming out to some obscure indie band, and wearing some questionable outfits (you can totally blame your mom for that until you turned 13). 

Anyway, let's just say Lee Haechan wasn't exactly the friendliest face in your memory bank.

It’s been two whole years since you last laid eyes on him, and you honestly thought you'd never have to see him again. Your big brother mentioned that Haechan went off to "some college" out of town, so you assumed your paths would never cross. But your brother also conveniently forgot to mention the crucial detail that Haechan had actually managed to get into your top-choice university. Yes, the very same one you had been raving about since the idea of higher education even entered your mind. Thank you for the heads up, big bro.

Now you were sitting here, about to lose your mind because the first time you’re meeting Haechan after all this time, you're being dared to kiss him...in front of all these people too. There was no way you could do this. Your hesitance was impossible to hide, and everyone seemed to notice. But Haechan, being Haechan, couldn't resist making a comment about it. Of course.

“She won’t do it.” He said, taking a casual sip from his drink. 

Though he pretty much spoke your thoughts out loud, you still paused and looked at him raising an eyebrow. You would've shrugged it off, but there was no way you were going to let Haechan continue teasing you like that in college. You were too grown and fed up to allow him to treat you that way.

“And why won’t she?” You asked, crossing your arms.

He chuckled “Because she doesn’t have it in her.” He said the words slowly to taunt you. 

Maybe it was the fact that he was talking as if you weren’t in the room, or that he seemed so sure that you were too much of a coward to kiss him but before you could stop yourself you started crawling up to him. The circle of people around you suddenly more interested in your every move. Now you were kneeling in between Haechan’s sprawled legs, so close to his face that you could smell the mix of alcohol with his cologne. He put down his drink, the look of bore left his eyes and he perked up a little at your sudden closeness. Without giving yourself time to cower away you closed the distance between your lips. You didn’t miss the slight flinch of surprise he gave when your lips touched, he really wasn’t expecting you to go through with it.

Haechan would sooner be caught dead than admit it but he really enjoyed getting a rise out of you. It gave him this weird rush whenever he saw you getting all flustered or even a little pissed off. Sure, you were usually the shy and soft-spoken type, but deep down, there was a side to you that had some fight in it. It wasn't something you showed to just anyone, but he had managed to bring it out of you on more than one occasion.

He never in a million years expected seeing you at this party. It had been a while since he even thought about you. So, when he spotted you in the crowd, he was completely caught off guard. He watched you intently all night, trying to figure out if it was actually you. It hadn't been that long since he last saw you, but there was something distinctly different about you. You were engaged in lively conversations, your laughter floating through the air. It was a stark contrast to the image he had of you in his head.

He only remembers how reserved you were, back then you weren't able to have a full conversation with him or even hold eye contact. So, when he ended up sitting in front of you, teasing you like he always did, he never expected you to do anything more than maybe give him some attitude and walk away. But man, did you flip the script on him.

Before Haechan could even process what was happening, there you were, on your knees in front of him. His attention instinctively went to your tongue darting across your lips, that simple action getting him way too excited. Before he had a chance to react, your lips were already on his. The kiss started off slow, like a cautious test drive. Haechan could tell you weren't exactly planning to go this far, he could sense that hint of hesitance in your every move.

This wasn't the kind of kiss he usually went for. He liked them rough, the kind that leaves you breathless. But, there was something about you taking charge that had him intrigued. Even though it was a simple kiss with no crazy fireworks, it managed to get both your hearts racing.

Your hands went to his chin to keep him in place while your lips fumbled in a slow rhythm that had Haechan going kinda crazy inside. He had to fight hard to keep his cool, resisting the urge to grab you and kiss you back as hard as he wanted to. His hands stayed glued to the floor. He was scared that if he touched you, he wouldn't be able to stop himself, and also because his palms were suddenly a sweaty mess and he doubted you’d like that.

You tilted his head back a bit causing his mouth to slack open. With this new access, your tongue shyly ventured into his mouth, as if following an instinctive cue. Haechan also took a chance and nibbled on your lower lip, causing a soft whimper to escape your lips. The sound made his whole body tense up. Your hands roamed from his chin to the back of his head, testing the waters by gently tugging on his hair. That's when an involuntary grunt slipped out of Haechan's mouth, snapping you both back to reality.

As you pulled away, his eyes slowly fluttered open. Yours immediately darted to his slightly swollen lips, tinged with the color of your lipstick. Acting on some unknown impulse, you brushed your thumb against his lips wiping off the lipstick. He glanced at your finger and then met your gaze again, his eyes filled with an intensity that made your breath hitch. You said nothing and wiped the remnants of lipstick from your finger onto his clean white undershirt, all while maintaining unwavering eye contact. 

You stood up, trying not to make it too obvious that your legs were weaker than before. Seeing the slightly shocked and amused faces of everyone around you would’ve scared younger you into running away but you didn’t feel intimidated at all. 

"I'm gonna grab a new drink," you announced, giving Haechan one final glance before making your way out.

Of course, you didn't actually head to the drinks table like you said you would. Instead, you dashed straight for the bathroom, your heart racing like a herd of wild horses. Closing the door behind you and allowing yourself a moment to process everything that just happened and pretty much freak out.

"Have you lost your damn mind, Y/N?" you scolded your reflection in the mirror, the harsh reality staring right back at you. Disheveled hair, smudged lipstick, and that dazed look in your eyes, mirroring the same one that Haechan had after the kiss. Letting out a heavy sigh, you rested your hands on the edge of the sink, reluctantly admitting to yourself that the kiss wasn't half bad. Who would've thought? Haechan, your tormentor, sure knew how to kiss. His lips felt downright amazing against yours, and the taste…  a mix of alcohol with a subtle sweetness that lingered on your lips, intoxicating your thoughts as you unconsciously replayed the moment over and over in your mind.

But before you could fully immerse yourself, the bathroom door swung open with a force, causing you to yelp in surprise. In your mortification, you had completely forgotten to lock the damn door. Oh, how you wished you had because to your horror, the intruder turned out to be none other than Haechan himself. His surprise at finding you in the bathroom was evident, though you couldn't help but wonder if he had followed you all the way here.

"You could've found a better hiding spot, you know," he jeered, leaning casually against the wall, his eyes meeting yours through the mirror's reflection.

"I wasn't hiding, Haechan. Can't a girl have some privacy in the bathroom?" you fired back.

"Sorry, it's just that you looked a little frustrated when you left, princess," he taunted, his words dripping with a mixture of amusement and something else you couldn't quite put your finger on.

"Quit calling me that" you shot back, irritation lacing your voice.

Haechan merely shrugged, his teasing smile still intact. "You're right. A princess doesn't run away like that after a kiss," he continued to taunt, enjoying the effect his words had on you.

"I didn't run away," you retorted, trying to maintain your composure. "But I don't need to explain myself to you anyway, so get out, Donghyuck," you said, turning around to face him with a glare.

His teasing demeanor faltered for a moment, a flicker of genuine surprise crossing his face at the use of his actual name. "Wow, it's been a while since anyone called me that. I like the way you say it," he admitted, attempting to lighten the mood. However, seeing your unamused expression, he raised his hands in surrender. "Come on, the kiss wasn't even that bad. You don't have to be embarrassed. Though it was so short, I couldn't really judge it properly."

"Pity, because you're never gonna get another chance," you replied, determination seeping into your voice as you turned your back to him.

Haechan studied you silently, his gaze fixed on your figure. There was a brief pause, a moment where the air between you seemed to thicken with anticipation. Slowly, he closed the distance between you, his proximity making you grip the edges of the sink tighter. He position his hands next to yours, his larger frame enveloping yours. Through the reflection in the mirror, his eyes locked onto yours. 

With a hushed voice, he leaned in close to your ear, his warm breath grazing your skin as he whispered, "We'll see about that."

The weight of his words hung in the air as he held your gaze for a moment longer. Then, with one final look, he pulled away, leaving you alone with your racing thoughts.

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A few days went by until you saw Haechan again at another party. It was insane how quickly you were getting invited to these things. Your social life went from zero to a hundred really quick. Things were finally looking up, and you were having a blast, making more friends along the way.

But of course, there he was—Haechan, lurking in the shadows like some lingering ghost. It felt like he was always in your peripheral vision, pretending he wasn't staring at you. Seriously, why couldn't he just go away? You made up your mind that finding someone else to hang out with would be the perfect way to shake off his annoying presence. Preferably someone who didn't get a kick out of teasing you mercilessly.

Just when you were mulling over your thoughts, a smooth voice broke through the noise from behind you. "Hey there, what's a beautiful girl like you doing all alone?"

You turned to face him and recognized him was one of the players from the spin the bottle game

 "Actually, I'm looking for my friend. She vanished into thin air, it seems," you replied, trying not to sound too awkward. Small talk was never your strong suit, especially with extremely attractive guys.

He nodded, laughing softly,  "Well, I can help you find her, but only if you dance with me."

You considered it for a moment, thinking it might be exactly the distraction you needed. "Sure, why not? Lead the way," you said, setting your drink aside and taking his hand as he guided you to the center of the room where people were dancing.

"I'm Jeno, by the way," he introduced himself, leaning in closer to your ear so you could hear him over the music.

You shouted back, "Nice to meet you, Jeno. I'm Y/N." He responded with an adorable eye smile, and you couldn't help but smile back.

In those few fleeting minutes with Jeno, you were already smitten. He was far more polite and considerate than the typical guys you had encountered in college so far. At first, there was definitely an air of slight intimidation surrounding him, probably because of his tall muscular frame and silver blonde hair, but as you danced together, he showed his soft and kind nature. His hands rested firmly on your hips, providing just the right amount of contact without encroaching on your personal space. As you felt more comfortable in his arms, you entwined your hands behind his neck, and only then he pulled you closer. The swift movement caused a gentle collision against his solid chest, confirming what you had suspected earlier—Jeno was no stranger to the gym. His white shirt was clinging to him in all the right places and you had to force yourself to look away before he caught you staring.

As the music played and your bodies moved against each other, Jeno leaned close to your ear once again. "You know... during the spin the bottle game, I was annoyed," he confessed.

Confused, you raised an eyebrow. "Why's that?"

"Because I was supposed to get that kiss from you, before that guy came and took my chance," he explained, his expression adorably pouting to emphasize his disappointment. 

Smiling at his confession, you couldn't help but tease him playfully. "Well, what if I told you I would've rather kissed you?"

His eyes lit up with delight, and you realized that he reminded you of a puppy. Jeno took your words as an invitation and slowly closed the gap between your faces, his lips barely grazing yours. But before the moment could fully unfold, the music abruptly stopped, and a crashing sound cut through the crowd. Turning your gaze over Jeno's shoulder, you saw chaos near the table where the sound system had been set up. 

The whole display had been knocked over, and the DJ  was engaged in a heated argument with another person. The other guy had his back to you, but you recognized that posture and when he turned his head to the side you confirmed who it was. Lee Haechan, his face contorted in anger as he flipped off the other guy who just kept yelling at him. His scorn only intensified when his eyes locked with yours, taking in the sight of you entangled with Jeno.

"What's going on over there?" you muttered to yourself, unable to tear your eyes away from the scene.

"Just some drunk jerk making a mess," Jeno replied, glancing back at you. 

You wished you could have resumed where you left off with him, but the interruption had shattered the moment. Not to mention, Haechan's piercing gaze lingered in your mind making you feel somewhat uneasy.

"Uh... I'm kind of thirsty. I should get a drink," you said, trying to find an excuse to escape the overwhelming atmosphere.

"I'll get it for you," Jeno offered, flashing a quick smile before heading off to fetch the drink. As he disappeared into the crowd, you ran your fingers through your hair, feeling the heat rising within you. The intensity of the almost-kiss and Haechan's intense stare made it hard to catch your breath. You needed a moment alone, away from the suffocating crowd.

You made your way to the bathroom upstairs, your go-to escape room. However, as you reached the door, you discovered it was locked, and the lewd sounds coming from inside let you know it wouldn’t be available for a while. Frustrated, you let out a sigh and glanced around, hoping to find another bathroom. Knocking on each door along the hallway, you realized that most of them were locked too, leaving little doubt as to what was happening inside.

Just as you were about to give up, the door at the end of the hallway swung open when you tried it, and you immediately slipped into the room discreetly. Closing the door behind you, you breathed a sigh of relief, grateful for this temporary escape. You stepped into the bathroom and splashed water on your face and neck, trying to cool yourself down. Staring at your reflection in the mirror, you couldn't help but feel frustrated with yourself for allowing Haechan to disrupt your thoughts once again. You hadn't even exchanged a single word with him tonight, yet he managed to occupy your mind so intensely. The realization hit you like a ton of bricks, and with a shake of your head, you resolved to leave the bathroom and rejoin Jeno, who was probably wondering where you had run off to.

But to your surprise and horror, someone stood on the balcony. You hadn't even realized the room had a balcony when you entered. The figure seemed unaware of your presence. So you attempted to make a silent exit, and almost succeeded until you accidentally tripped over a trash can. Wow, you really needed to pay better attention to your surroundings.

"Y/N?" a familiar voice called out, the one that had been haunting your thoughts just moments ago. Frozen in place, you debated whether to make a run for it. Surely he wouldn't stop you, right? He wouldn't chase after you... would he?

"Haechan..." you sighed, your tone conveying your frustration at seeing him. 

"Are you stalking me or something?," he asked, his teasing tone cutting through the tense air. You rolled your eyes at the absurd suggestion.

"Shouldn't I be the one asking that? It seems like you're always popping up wherever I go… first the game, then the bathroom, and now here," you retorted, counting off the instances on your fingers. "What are you even doing here?" You gestured around the room, emphasizing your point.

"I could ask you the same thing. Weren't you just getting cozy with that Kendoll downstairs?" he asked, hands nonchalantly tucked into his pockets as he gradually closed the distance between you. Now, up close, you could see him clearly. He wore a black graphic t-shirt with the words 'they come, they go,' and his jeans were ripped on the thighs. His hair was also somewhat styled. It was clear that he had put some effort into his appearance, unlike his usual messy style.

"You didn't answer my question," you persisted, fighting off the nerves that his proximity was starting to stir.

"Well, this happens to be my birthday party," he revealed, a hint of satisfaction in his voice at seeing the slight shock in your face.

"Oh… uhm… happy birthday," you awkwardly mumbled. His closeness now forced you to tilt your head upward, despite the height advantage your heels provided.

"Anyway, why did you make a scene at your own birthday party?" you asked, trying to kill the awkward silence and stepping away slightly to regain some personal space.

You made your way to the balcony, craving the fresh air as a relief from the intensity of the room.

"I guess you could say I wasn't vibing with the atmosphere, the music, the people... especially the people," he replied, his words hinting at something that you couldn't quite grasp.

"Hm, well, I was actually having a good time for once," you replied, leaning against the balcony rail. He mirrored your posture, but instead of gazing out at the street ahead, he fixed his gaze on you.

"Yeah, I could see that. So, who's your new boy-jock-friend?" he asked, his words dripping with sarcasm and… jealousy? You turned your head to the side, squinting incredulously at the ridiculous nickname he had given Jeno.

"His name is Jeno, and he's actually a really nice guy," you clarified.

"Is that so?," he hummed, his expression pensive. His lack of a proper response prompted you to look at him again, only to find him struggling to suppress a stupid grin.

"What, Haechan?" you demanded, growing tired of his antics.

"Nothing, just...I was wondering if you even like guys like that,"  he asked, shrugging.

"Why does it matter to you?" you shot back, your voice tinged with annoyance.

"It doesn't," he replied nonchalantly, but there was a subtle shift in his demeanor as he closed the distance between you. The intensity in his gaze mirrored the way he had looked at you after your first kiss. "But I know you don't like him." He whispered that into your ear, now standing directly behind you. 

Caught off guard by his statement, you instinctively turned around to face him. Bad idea.

"You're wrong," you managed to reply, though the pitch change in your voice betrayed your nervousness. His amusement grew as he leaned against the balcony rail, his hands positioned on either side of you.

"Then answer this..." he began, his hand gently brushing a stray strand of hair behind your ear before cupping your chin, tilting it ever so slightly, "Why are you here with me instead of with him?"

You were at a loss for words. He was right. You should have been downstairs with Jeno, dancing some more, perhaps even kissing him. Yet, there you stood with this fool, your gaze inexplicably drawn to his lips and the way they moved, and how he unconsciously wet them every few seconds.

"Nothing to say?" he teased, his nose grazing against yours, and you couldn't help but close your eyes, knowing deep down that you were about to do something completely crazy. "I think we-"

"Shut up," you blurted out, unable to hold back any longer, and you closed the gap between your lips in a frenzy. The kiss was anything but slow this time; it was a messy collision of longing and pent-up tension that had been brewing for days. All the warning signs you put for yourself to stay away from Lee Haechan felt irrelevant now.

Your hands found their way into Haechan's hair, pulling on the strands as you tried to make him groan just like before. But this time, he surprised you by firmly gripping your thighs and seating you on the balcony rail. The cool metal against your bare skin made you shiver, but the sensation was quickly overridden by the warmth of Haechan's touch. The kiss grew more intense, a mess of lips and tongues, bites, sucks, and a chorus of eager sounds that escaped from both of you. The world around you faded away as you focused solely on how good his hands and lips felt.

"Please," you moaned against his lips, and he wasted no time. In a flash, he lifted you, carrying you effortlessly to the bed. The kiss never faltered as he positioned himself above you, his hands hungrily exploring your body. Your skirt was hiked up, and he suddenly grabbed your ass making you gasp. Clothes were becoming a nuisance, and Haechan noticed your impatience as you fumbled with his shirt. He couldn't help but chuckle at your eagerness, but he helped anyways, discarding the shirt and revealing a canvas of smooth skin that begged to be touched.

You traced the contours of his torso with your fingers, savoring the sight of every mole and line etched across his skin. Your ogling was momentarily interrupted when Haechan tried to remove your tangled shirt, provoking a dramatic sigh from you when he finally pulled it off your head. He laughed at this and your lips met once more in a short, sweet kiss before his attention shifted to removing your skirt. 

Lying before him in nothing but your underwear, you watched as he straightened up, his gaze locked on your exposed form. You felt self-conscious but the way he was looking at you with darkened, adoring eyes, let you know that there was nothing to be shy about.

You flung your bra aside after unhooking it, meeting Haechan's hungry gaze as he took in your now exposed chest. You grabbed his hand inviting him to touch you. His hand glided from your belly to your breasts, exploring your curves slowly. He leaned and latched his mouth on your right breast, playing, nibbling, and sucking. He wanted to hear every moan and whimper coming from your lips. Each sound you made spurred him on, his body instinctively grinding against yours, his growing hardness pressing against you with every movement. You knew he was growing desperate with every sloppy thrust and lick of his tongue.

You hooked your finger through the chain around Haechan's neck and pulled him up so he was face to face with you "I want to try something," you whispered, planting a quick kiss on his lips. Gently pushing him by the shoulder, he willingly allowed himself to fall onto his back, his eyes fixed on you, filled with anticipation.

"What are you doing?" he asked, a playful tone lacing his breathless voice as you slowly crawled down his body, stopping in front of his crotch.

"What do you think?" you teased, unzipping his pants and sliding them down. His black boxers clung tightly to his arousal, already dampened with pre-cum. Biting your lip, you could already imagine his thickness just by the sight of it over his underwear. Looking up at Haechan, you noticed he had his hands behind his head to get a better view of your actions.

Without hesitation, you pulled down his boxers, causing his erection to spring up in an almost comical manner. There was no time to waste, you could tell that he might explode if you delayed any further. Grasping him firmly at the base, you used the slickness of his pre-cum as lub, pumping him a few times. Haechan bit his lips to contain his desperate moans, he didn’t want it to be so obvious that your simple touch on his dick almost made him cum.

But you had other plans. You wanted to hear him. You wanted to make him moan, whimper, and maybe  even cry out in pleasure. Propping yourself up, you leaned in and without warning, kitten-licked his sensitive tip. Haechan's head flew back, as a string of curses left his mouth. Delighted by his fucked up state, you repeated the motion several more times before finally taking him fully into your mouth. Slowly, you went deeper, until he hit the back of your throat. Inevitably, a groan escaped him, his self-restraint crumbling as you began to suck him off properly. He moaned, thrusting his hips into your mouth, his grip on your hair becoming desperate to ensure you wouldn't stop. Seeing him in such a vulnerable and desperate state was a sight you never thought you'd witness - Lee Haechan squirming beneath you, completely undone by your actions.

"Oh, f-...uck... that feels so good," Haechan groaned, his voice strained as you hollowed your cheeks and sucked harder. He was thrusting against your face without even realizing it. You didn't blame him; he was so consumed by pleasure that he couldn't control himself. You reached down and gently played with his balls, wanting to see his reaction. The way his eyes rolled back, and his hips momentarily faltered, told you that another touch like that would send him over the edge. With a quick glance at you bobbing your head up and down his cock, Haechan decided he had reached his limit. He grabbed you by the cheeks, pulling your mouth away from his dick. The lewd sight of your saliva connecting you both in a string made him wish he could capture the moment in a picture to enjoy later.

"I need to fuck you right now," Haechan explained when you looked at him with confusion. With those words, he got off the bed and rummaged through one of the night tables, searching for a condom. As he pulled out the small wrapper, you couldn't help but ask, "How did you know that was there?"

"Because this is my room," he said casually, the revelation catching you off guard. Though, it made sense that this was his dorm, given that it was his birthday party. 

He swiftly opened the condom wrapper and rolled it onto his cock. Without wasting any time, he climbed back onto the bed and slowly removed your panties, tutting at the sight of how wet you were. "Look at you," he said with a smile, allowing his fingers to explore your slick folds. The way your mouth opened and your eyes screwed shut in response showed just how bad you were needing to be touched there. As one of his fingers slowly entered you, he leaned in and kissed you, his tongue drowning out the moans that escaped your lips. Sensing your growing desperation, he added an extra finger, expertly pleasuring you. "H... Haechan," you moaned into his lips, and he hummed in response, continuing to finger you with more urgency. 

"Please... more," you managed to gasp out.

"As you wish, princess," he whispered, removing his fingers from you and licking your essence off them. He positioned himself on top of you, aligning his cock with your entrance. Teasingly, he pressed it against you without fully entering. "Haechan..." you said, your tone suddenly serious, using his dangling chain to pull him closer. "If you don't stop teasing me, I swear I'm going downstairs to find Jeno."

He let out a bitter laugh, but the mention of Jeno noticeably changed his demeanor. Before you could say anything else, he plunged inside you. The immediate clenching of your walls around him caused both of you to moan loudly. Haechan gripped your hips and adjusted your position with surprising care. After a few more seconds, you grabbed his hips and pushed him slightly, indicating that you wanted him to go deeper. Without wasting any more time, he obliged, burying his cock further inside you. "Fuck," he groaned, the sensation of him stretching you feeling too incredible for words.

He began to move, his thrusts gradually gaining speed until he was practically ramming into you. The sight of his pretty face, screwed up with swollen lips from all the kissing and biting, dilated pupils, and droplets of sweat on his forehead, drove you wild. 

Effortlessly, he grabbed your leg and propped it on his shoulder, allowing him to penetrate deeper, hitting a new spot that had your mouth foaming. He continued thrusting hard and fast, relishing in the way your breasts bounced with each powerful stroke. 

Your whimpering only made him want to see you come undone even more. He leaned in and kissed you softly, the tenderness contrasting with his hard thrusts. You melted into the kiss, moans mixing between you both. He even slowed down his thrusts, lost in the kiss for a moment. But then he unexpectedly started ramming into you again, thrusting harder and pushing you closer to the edge.

"Cum all over my cock, princess," he commanded, his voice hoarse with pleasure. With a few more hard thrusts and the feeling of his mouth devouring yours, you felt yourself reaching an orgasm more intense than anything you've ever before.

"Fu-...oh my god," you moaned loudly, your legs trembling uncontrollably.

Haechan followed suit shortly after, his thrusts growing messier as you clenched tightly around him. He came with a loud, uninhibited moan that reverberated through the room, a sound that would undoubtedly linger in your mind for a long time.

The air grew still, and the only audible sounds were the heavy, ragged breaths escaping both of you. Lying on your backs, you found yourselves staring up at the ceiling, your legs still intertwined, too exhausted to make a move or utter a word.

But then, Haechan shattered the silence.

"Best fucking birthday ever."

a/n: btw i reached 127 followers right after posting this so thank you so much lol *cue the flute*

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[luvyeni]

lee haechan x fem bodied reader | warnings: 18+ content (mdni!!), face sitting , established relationship, mentions of a argument | words: 0.3k+ ~ (397) 🐻ㆍ₊⊹

I came across a video on twitter, and it made me think of this specific scenario. Free use with haechan — but it’s you who’s using haechan instead of vice versa…

“babe?” you called your boyfriend who sat in front of you, playing his stupid game. “hmm?” he barely acknowledged you, the game seemed to be more important than you. “I want you to get off the game and spend time with me.” You whined, sick of hearing the game music playing over and over. “just give me a minute baby.”

You were about to huff and fuss — when you thought back to a conversation you had with your boyfriend a week ago. “i’d let you use me whenever you wanted.” It didn’t surprise you that he said that, your boyfriend said things like that all the time, but this time you were gonna take him up on his offer.

You try and get his attention once more, with not much success — so you undressed yourself, taking off your sleep shorts, throwing them across the room, along with your tank top, letting your boob freely bounce. Sitting on your knees, you grabbed the back of your boyfriends head, he yelped in surprise. “baby.”

You pulled him down, he dropped his phone to his side, noticing your naked body . “babe when did you — hush, just eat.” You straddled his face, he groaned, your cunt close to his face, he immediately got hard. “fuck baby sit.”

You let out a moan as his mouth came into contact with your cunt. “mmh, fuck!” he licked your fold, burying his nose in your sweet scent, his cock hardening against his sweats. “fu-fuck haechan, more.” You reached down palming him through his pants, as you got yourself off on his face.

He hungrily lapped at your cunt, holding you down on his face, you gasped, feeling your orgasm approaching. “fuck fuck fuck!” you screamed. “i’m gonna cum.” He licked your folds faster. “fuck.” You cursed cumming all over his face.

Before he could try and escalate something, you climbed off his face, he looked at you confused. “what?” you shrugged. “remember last week, you said I could get use you when I wanted.” You smirked, climbing off the bed. “you can’t use what I say during sex against me.” He whined.

“too bad I just did, go back to playing your game.”

©LUVYENI

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[fshaechans]

bf! haechan x fem reader

tags: smut, nsfw

wc: 840

warnings: mean dom! haechan, sub! reader, jealousy, manhandling, possessiveness, breeding kink (?), overstimulation, creampie, unprotected sex, hickeys/marking (slightly/once), thigh riding, slightly choking… (lmk if i missed something)

•not proofread

•dni/dnr if it makes you uncomfy.

•reposting!!!!

-“Do you think I didn't see the way he looked at you? I bet you enjoyed getting attention from him”- haechan says as soon as the two of you get home after a long day with his friends.

-"What are you talking about? Mark? love, of course not, we were just talking”

-“I saw you laughing at his unfunny jokes, he touching you “accidentally”

-“Hyuck, forget about it, it was no big deal”

-“Can't help but get a little angry when i see him look and touch you like that”

Haechan takes you by the wrist, taking you to the bedroom, throwing you on the bed and locking the door.

-"What are you doing?" you ask, but already knowing where all this is going to end, you might not admit it, but you love when haechan shows his jealous side, because almost every time it ends up with him fucking you without pity and after that, ends up with cuddling in bed and lots of kisses.

-“I want you to come sit here on my lap, wearing just your bra and panties, do you hear me? “- He speaks as he positions himself at the head of the bed fully dressed.

You just obey, taking off your shirt and shorts, leaving only the pieces he asked for and finally sitting on his lap.

-“Good girl, I know you love to rub yourself on my dick like a whore, don't you?-Haechan says holding your waist tightly, while you do the friction with back and forth movements.

You let out a groan, his words are turning you on even more.

-“Hyuck, I need to feel you”

-"Seriously? what you need to feel, tell me loud and clear”

-“You”- you say low hiding in his neck, he picks you up grabbing your neck making you look at him.

-"Look at me, didn't you hear when i said to say it loud and clear?"- he holds your waist again, but this time pressing you so you can feel how hard he is under the jeans he's wearing.

-“And you think you deserve my dick inside you?”

You don't respond since your mind is so consumed with the sensation and can’t process anything, until you feel a slap on your ass, which snaps you out of that trance and makes you arch your back.

-“You better fucking answer me y/n” - he slaps your ass again, this time harder.

-“Hyuck, you know i'm yours, only yours, please fill me up-“

-“Say it again”- he demand.

-“I'm yours”

-“That's right,nobody is allowed to touch you like this except for me.”

He puts his fingers inside your panties, running his fingers through your opening and massaging your clit.

-“Looks like i don’t have to be inside you to make you cum, you are so wet for me. I'm gonna fuck you so good you forget all about that bastard.”

He lifts you up for a moment to get you off his lap so he can unzip his pants and show off his hard cock.

-“Hmm, you are so big hyuck, oh my g-” you moan mid-sentence as you sit slowly on his cock, scratching your pussy out.

-“You can take it. Hands behind your back.”

Haechan gives you some strong thrusts while with one hand he plays with your right breast and puts the left one in his mouth, making circular movements with his tongue around your nipple.

-“Keep your eyes on me, see how I fuck you, only I can fuck you so well, he could never make you feel like this”

-“Haechan”- you moan loudly, looking like you're already close to reaching your climax, the thrusts getting deeper and faster, his words make you more and more aroused.

-“Louder. Let me hear you.” haechan speaks close to your ear, going down to your neck, kissing and leaving a slight hickey on your sensitive area.

-“F- haechan i'm so fucking close-“

-“Don’t hold back, cum for me, show me how much i make you feel good”

Your breathing starts to get a lot heavier than normal as you reach orgasm, but hyuck doesn't stop thrusting into you, which starts to overstimulate you.

-“Baby, too much!” you whimper from the overstimulation, making your thighs tremble and your body go weak, but hyuck catches you holding your waist.

After a few hard and deep thrusts, haechan comes inside you, making a mess and running some of his semen down your thighs, which he catches with his finger.

- "Open your mouth for me" you obey, cleaning and sucking his finger and tasting a little of his taste.

After both of you reach the limit, you fall over his body, which he hugs you, caressing your back and giving kisses on your face.

-“I love you so fucking much y/n. You're mine, and if i have to remind of that again, i will."

You nod and smile.

-“I love you, my sunshine”

-“Now let me take care of you, y/n”.

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[neowinestainedress]

hello!!!! I'm not sure if you're taking requests rn but I just wanna let this out of me or I'll go insane. I've been watching a lot of diggity haechan fancam and man really know how to hip thrust. It's just that haechan's thighs are so muscular...I-I—just wanna ride it😳😳

w!: unprotected s*x, thigh riding, light degradation, (kinda mean) dom!haechan, two *ss slap and one cl*t slap, rough s*x

a/n: someone: haechan’s thighs—  me: FINALLY SOME GOOD FUCKING FOOD. i’ve written about thigh riding with him already but will it ever be enough? no. ALSO diggity!haechan? supreme haechan, coming second to better than gold!haechan only. also, hard hours are open, and i’ll either write drabbles or blurbs depending on the inspiration (this was supposed to be a blurb and turned out longer than a drabble but yeah… yall know what happens when I write about haechan)

Imagine Haechan sitting on the couch, tired after a long day. He’s so tired he doesn’t even change into his house clothes, still wearing the white blouse and tight black pants, watching the tv because when he got home you were in the shower and he is waiting for you. 

You’re wearing his favourite nightwear when you sit next to him on the couch, kissing him and running your fingers in his hair to welcome him home, but by chance, there’s his favourite movie on tv, and he’s barely paying you attention. So in a second, you’re on top of his thigh, you’ve been thinking about this since he left earlier in the morning, drooling when he walked past you to bid you goodbye, wearing those black pants that wrap his beautiful thighs so perfectly. But now he looks even better, with his black hair crowning his face messily, the white blouse with the sleeves rolled up, showing the veins of his arm, and the first three buttons undone. Your hips start moving on their own, grinding on his thigh that flexes immediately as an innate reflex, you might do this so often that he’s not even fazed anymore. 

But this time he’s tired, even annoyed about some things that went wrong at work, and you distracting him, ignites a fire. 

“What are you doing?” Haechan groans, bouncing his leg, catching you by surprise before he calls your name sternly when you don’t reply right away. 

“What you should be doing instead,” you reply resolutely. “Didn’t even spare me a look.” 

“Oh, I did,” he coos, hand running on your nape to turn you toward him. “I know exactly what you want when you get all dolled up for me.” 

A victory smile curls your lips but it fades as soon as his attention goes back to the screen on the wall. “I fear you’ll have to work for it harder.” 

You groan annoyed, but don’t stop. You honestly don’t care much, the obsession with his thighs is crazy and unhealthy and you’d ride them forever, you’d rather feel his skin than the fabric of his pants, but this will do anyway. 

“Hyuck,” you breathe out when he starts bouncing his leg, it’s a small movement but it makes you shake every time your sensitive clit hits his leg. 

“I’m watching the movie,” he shuts you before a smug grin blooms on his face when you grunt in disappointment. That still doesn’t stop you from rolling your hips on him, and even bravely reaching down to unbuckle his pants. His eyes skim down briefly, but he lets you continue, even if he fakes nonchalance his dick is hard and begging to be freed from his tight clothes. 

“You really can’t fucking listen, uh?” He groans when you struggle pushing his pants down, harshly grabbing your chin and blocking your wrists together. 

“I just wanted to take your pants off, want to feel you,” you try to pout and pity him, it works for now but you know Haechan always has something up his sleeve, so you don’t know what awaits you after. He lets you go, getting rid of his pants only, and roughly lifting you up to put you right where you were before once he’s done. 

“Come on, get off only with that, show me how pathetic you are,” he mocks before pulling you into a messy, wet kiss, slapping your ass to silently tell you to move. Your body reacts naturally, grinding on his muscular thigh, now feeling his smooth skin and not the thick fabric of his clothes. Haechan lets out another groan when you move again, this time to push your clothes down your legs, but doesn’t say anything else, only pushes you down and guides your movements. His attention is still on the movie, but you hear his occasional shaky breaths when your thigh brushes against his throbbing cock, or when you moan louder, and you feel his hand tighten on your hip when you start whimpering his name. 

“Fuck,” you yelp when his hand hits your ass harder than last time. “What was that for?” 

“You’re slowing down,” he says, dark eyes meeting yours, and you know you’re fucked. “You started this, you will finish this. Come on, don’t stop.”

You gulp, nodding weakly before placing your hands on his shoulders. This time you’d be so close to reaching your orgasm, but right when you’re about to, the sound of the tv turns off and the lights flashing in the room stop lighting it up. You freeze on the spot when Haechan groans your name. 

“I’m sorry,” you mumble, seeing you turned it off by mistake with your knee. You try to act fast to grab the remote and turn it back on but the pleasure is still fogging your brain. 

“Drop it,” Haechan orders, voice low and eyes sternly looking at you. “You want my attention? You’ll have it all.” 

Your lips part but don’t let out a sound, and your eyes snap open when his hand wraps around your neck, rubbing your jaw before reaching your chin and squeezing it. “Ride my thigh and come. Don’t make me waste more time.” 

You don’t hesitate, humping him embarrassingly fast to chase the orgasm that slipped through your fingers. 

“Jesus Christ,” he groans, “you can’t possibly be so wet just from this,” he mocks when his free hand moves between your legs, not that he needs that to feel your cum dripping out of you, it has been sticking to his thigh since you started, he just wants to mess with you and tease your sensitive spot while watching his skin glisten with your arousal.

“It feels good,” you justify. “And your thighs — fuck, your thighs,” you mumble, head thrown back and lower lip trapped in your teeth when he slaps your clit once. “They’re pretty and thick and feel so good.” 

“Uh, really?” Haechan snickers, throwing his head back because he can’t believe you have no shame. “Maybe I’ll always make you come like this if you like it that much. My thighs only.” 

“Yeah,” you cry out, bouncing and grinding, struggling to keep a rhythm and just wishing to quickly come. “But I also — fuck — I also want you.” 

Haechan chuckles, shaking his head. “Thought my thighs were enough?” He teases, moving your head side by side in a mocking manner as he pouts close to your lips. “Need more?” 

“Yes, yes, please,” you beg as one hand reaches for the back of his head and tangles in his hair. “I — I… oh, fuck,” you cry out when the orgasm washes over you before you can even say anything, hips and legs trembling as you move weakly to ride it before you collapse on him. 

You don’t have time to take your breath that you find yourself with your back on the couch seat, Haechan harshly flipping you over and trapping you underneath him. 

“Greedy, dumb baby, always playing with fire, not caring about what she gets herself into,” he mocks, pushing his sleeves up on his arm before placing you like he wants you with another rough tug. “Look at how wet you are, and all this just for my thighs?” 

You nod, wetting your lips with your tongue, as you stare into his eyes before they skim down, watching him get rid of his underwear. 

“You are a brat, and yet I always give you what you want. What am I gonna do with you?” He groans, shaking his hair out of his face as he leans down, rubbing the head of his cock on your wet pussy. 

“Fuck me?” You ask nicely, blinking your eyes innocently. 

Haechan groans. “Yeah, it’s the only way to teach a lesson, isn’t it?” He doesn’t wait for an answer, his dick is into you before you can even formulate a thought in your brain, taking your breath away from the first thrust. 

“Fuck,” you curse, hands wrapping around his arms to hold onto something. His thrusts are hard, hitting you deep with every single stroke. 

Haechan grins when your nails dig into his arms, and your head lolls back, eyes rolled in the back of your head and mouth wide. “Is it too much for you, baby? You don’t like my thighs so much anymore when they help me fuck hard into you?” 

You’d glare at him if you’d have anything coherent running in your brain, but it’s filled with nothing but lust and need. “I can take it,” you still mumble. 

“Oh, I know you can, that’s why you’re my favourite girl,” he hums, grabbing your legs and pushing them as flat as he can — and you can bend — to your chest. Your back arches in response, feeling him even deeper with each precise, hard thrust. 

When his fingers make contact with your clit, your eyes snap open, throat closing for a moment as you feel like you’re slipping farther away from reality. 

“Messy girl,” he taunts. “So wet my fingers are slipping. You planned this all day, didn’t you?” He says, breath uneven as pleasure starts overwhelming him too, your pussy gripping him tight, making it harder to move out of you, your chest heaving while your boobs look so pretty in the lace of your nightwear, and your moans filling his ear. “Couldn’t wait for me to come home to fuck you on the couch after riding my thighs like a needy, desperate thing.” 

You nod swiftly, eyes closed as you feel the familiar knot in your stomach. 

“Fuck, then come with me, babe,” he says, pushing you closer with a harsh tug on your hips as his hands wrap around your waist tightly, fucking into you with force. “Gonna fill you up, fuck, just like you like.” 

Your back arches more, while your hands reach for his shoulders to pull him in a heated kiss that seals your orgasms and traps the loud whimpers and moans that are coming out of your mouths. You feel weak and dizzy as he keeps thrusting into you at a quick pace, filling the room with the lewd sounds of his cum spilling out of you, and whispering dirty words to your ear. 

“Fuck babe, you’ll be the death of me,” Haechan huffs, kissing you and caressing your forehead to wipe away the sweat before pulling out of you and pulling you into his arms, trailing kisses on your neck and shoulder. 

You chuckle, turning around to face him, tangling your legs with his. “Was this better than the movie?”

Haechan rolls his eyes. “You know you’re better than the movie, I just like teasing you.”

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[onyourhyuck]

Race Lover. | L.DH

— Prologue: 〞 You know damn well what I want, and you’re about to give it to me. Whether you like it or not.〃

— Summary: On the day you and your boyfriend Donghyuck had an argument. When Donghyuck won his race he wants his reward from you, and he’s not taking a no for an answer.

— Genre: Smut Smut Smut. Established relationship. Argument but angry sex to make up for it. Donghyuck’s kinda a provoking dick but it’s cool. Unprotected sex. Overstimulation and edging. Kinda like a punishment. Donghyuck loves to tease Y/n. They do it inside a car. Car Sex.

— Notes: Wanna Ride? — The Series

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The crowds were cheering for your boyfriend who has the people in the crowd wrapped around his finger like a small ribbon tied into a bow. Your eyes were stuck on the race and when it has came to an end Donghyuck was announced as the winner. You saw your boyfriend come out of the car and pull off the helmet letting the free black hair fall and shake off any remaining sweat. You hate to be the party police but you cannot help but feel your annoyance shriek through your bones because your boyfriend can really be very much plaguy. Today was a very important day for him and you. He had this great opportunity to race and win a lot — a lot of money. The race was also very difficult so Donghyuck has been training for a month for this and it looks like it paid off. He managed to win the race and beat some competitors that are very good too. However today on the way to the venue your boyfriend and you argued over the most ridiculous things.

The argument was ridiculous because Donghyuck made it feel like that. It’s like he nearly invalidates your own opinion. You aren’t usually the one to be petty but you can’t help but be petty right now. You only told him he should’ve taken out the trash today before they left and that he shouldn’t be so dismissive of everything just because he’s solely focusing on the race. You see Donghyuck’s always participated in this races between cars and motorcycles. He is a biker afterall. You met him on a motorcycle and you fell in love with how intimidating he was on the outside but on the inside he had another side he doesn’t really show anyone; a side with sentiment.

You told him to pay more attention to his surroundings. Donghyuck took that quite personally because he can’t be seen wasting time on other things like the ones you want him too because he’s trying to get into the focused zone so he can win. He knows how much of a distraction you can be so Donghyuck would rather not have you do this to him. But you did do it to him. You fought in the car and when you arrived in the venue he saw you take a giant huff and walked off to the crowds to join your friends who are cheering for him too. Donghyuck can only laugh at your reaction a little. Laughing in disbelief and slight annoyance too, but mostly entertainment knowing you’re pissed over something he was honest about.

It doesn’t matter to him anymore however. Donghyuck won the race and he expects you to be happy and take back your words from earlier. He expects you to be completely an overflowing mountain of joy when he comes towards you putting the helmet away to the side as he approaches the crowds and saw you standing up so you can walk towards him.

Why wasn’t he seeing a joyful face on you? Donghyuck only saw a grump expression which just makes him feel even more able to laugh at you. You can really be something, something stubborn sometimes.

Your figure fits perfectly on the dress you’re wearing today he can’t help but admire and check you out as freely as he wants. He wanted to tell you the dress looks good on you in the car earlier when you’re arriving to the venue you. But things clearly took another turn with the argument so that didn’t give him the time to compliment you. You let a little small and monotone voice. “Congrats, Donghyuck.”

‘Oh you’re so sulking on me.’ He can’t help but think this to himself with a low laugh.

Donghyuck was left standing in front of you as you congratulate him but shouldn’t the girlfriend be a little more hyperactive balling with excitement? What happened to a kiss on the lips as a congratulation? Donghyuck was expecting you to leap into his arms and kiss him like no tomorrow and then tell him ‘I knew you would be able to win!’ And so on and on. But no his girlfriend decided to give him a small ‘Congratulations, Donghyuck’ with his name which you never really use unless you’re very much upset with him.

Nonetheless your boyfriend will refuse to back away now and so he decides to brush off your own angry behaviour towards him like as if it never occurred or happened. Nothing at all. “Hey baby,” Donghyuck said with a little smile that was a motion between teasing you for your words or the fact that you decided to continue this argument makes him want to explode. He comes forward wrapping his arms around your waist pulling you closer to a kiss in which your face turns around halfway like a half ajar door and reject his kiss on the lips.

Donghyuck didn’t want to make it seem like he was rejected in public so he kissed your cheek instead. You must really be mad at him if you dodged him completely. You never really do this to him ever. Donghyuck tightens his arms around your waist and looks over at your face expression.

Your face expression still has this look about it that makes it seem like you’re held at a gun point being here at this event. Even though you were the most excited person to be here. That was until the argument happened and took over your entire mind so you couldn’t focus on anything else.

Donghyuck let’s out a little laugh that you only can hear and he fixates the darken orbs down at your face telling you to look at him and start behaving back to your usual self because he won’t stand for whatever you’re doing. “Why are you so grumpy? I just won, the whole point of these races.” He rolls his eyes a little because he cannot believe he’s dealing with a girlfriend that’s mad at him and not even happy like everyone else is right now. Even he was happy and now he’s frustrated with you. “I just won and all I get is a grumpy face, Y/n?” He said again bringing his round dark eyes to stare into your glistening eyes.

You don’t want to tell him why you’re mad because that’s like telling him everything he’s done wrong and you’d rather have him figure it out so you just avoid his eyes from eating you alive. "You know why i'm upset at you right now."

Oh yeah he does but Donghyuck won't admit that he knows when he can hear it from your pretty red mouth instead.

Donghyuck then got another idea and he decides it’s time for the real thing he was so excited and impatient for all day.

“How about you give me my reward now and i’ll tell you why you’re upset.” Donghyuck now seethes approaching you with one of his hands around your waist again. You feel his hot breath staring down at your lips with eagerness. You haven’t kissed him once in the past twenty minutes and he feels deprived. You’re like a drug to him. He can’t go without your lips at all.

You stare at him with furrowing eyes as your eyebrows rose up too scrunching your top ends together. What reward? You don’t quite understand what he wants from you. And then your mind clicks on what exactly he wants when you saw the way he’s staring down at your lips and the way his hands are around your waist like he doesn’t plan on taking them off anytime soon. Donghyuck wont be letting you go without this damn ‘reward’ he wants it seems. Donghyuck wants to move on and forget why you’re upset already because he knows you’re just carrying unnecessary drama on you and instead he thinks this reward is much more important right now. The reward was much more valuable than the large amount of money he won as the prize for winning the race. Donghyuck thinks you’re above it all.

Donghyuck’s voice comes out as breathy as the sand flowing in the desert air and as equally hot as the blazing desert sun. Donghyuck can feel your lips quiver as his face was now super close to yours barely leaving much space between you both. But then again what is space when Donghyuck is involved? It doesn’t exist. He never quite understood personal space when your boyfriend is around you. He never will. Donghyuck wants you around all the time and you don’t mind this usually — if you weren’t pissed off that is. “Come on Y/n, I was working hard all month to win this race for you and now I’ve won. I won this race just for you…”

You let your monotone voice falter downwards into a lower octave as you feel Donghyuck sweet talking you into giving him what he wants from you however you’re not going to fall so easy. “I can tell.” You seethe a little with annoyance between your teeth. Your voice was so flat and without emotion he wasn’t getting excited by it at all and so his eyelids lower at your same stern expression you’ve kept on.

Donghyuck sighs as his hands loosen around your waist now and your handsome boyfriend pulls away with a low smirk. “Well the thing is…”

Your boyfriend now slowly starts to reconnect his hands around your waist again as he lets out a little breathy laugh forward. He has to admit when you’re rejecting him like this it’s denying him even more but the way he wants this reward it just keeps fuelling him to continue. Donghyuck loves it when you’re like this, upset at him and rejecting him.

He wonders how much longer can you reject him for?

When the hands reconnected like a puzzle when they made contact on your beautiful shaped waist pulling you closer to your boyfriend’s body. He wore the black leather jacket and underneath wasn’t anything but his bare golden skin. You can’t help but notice the gloves he wore around his hands were still on and they knead your waist between the folds as his arms were like silky wrapping keeping you together like you’re his birthday present. You wonder what’s going to happen if this continues. Your boyfriends hands now gave your waist a tight squeeze to see your reaction. He wasn’t left disappointed when he saw your stern expression start to form a singular crack on your face. Like a mirror when he read your skin because he saw you enjoying the action like a blossoming rose.

Donghyuck slowly as he moves a little closer by leaning towards your face whispering with his lips close to your. “I want my reward. And I’m sure you know what it is.” Speaking matter of factly you do know what he wants. You can read him like a newspaper. He’s not trying to hide it at all what he wants even though you’re surrounded by massive crowds in the distant and anyone could see and hear the both of you.

He shows a soft smile and his tone has slightly changed to more serious and firm now that he’s not messing about. Donghyuck’s patience is nonexistent at this point in forward so you have little to no choice. Donghyuck is demanding his reward, now.

“Reward? You won the trophy and money what else could you want?” Your eyebrows firmly squeeze together in distraught as he said he was demanding his reward?

“Well….” The dangerous voice leaks out.

Donghyuck gently tugs on the top of your dress shirt to bring you closer to him. He’s gonna get that reward from you and nobody else will be seeing it.

“I won and I want my reward from my lady. It’s the prize I really want right now.” Donghyuck gives a cocky smirk that he knows is making you mad but also curious to see what price he wants. It’s not just about the car race, but he wants something much more. He needs you in other words.

“Well, you can wait for that reward because I’m not going to give it to you right now.” Your voice now said the minute he’s pulling at your shirt to bring you closer to him even more to get the point across to you what he’s asking for. “Plus, we’re far from home. We can’t do anything.” You said smartly back acting like a know-it-all speaking like you have no place to even do this anywhere. But Donghyuck wasn’t planning to go home for this reward, his car would do fine, Donghyuck made up his mind on this without even needing to tell you.

〞 You know damn well what I want, and you’re about to give it to me. Whether you like it or not.〃you heard your boyfriend said to you with a threatening tone that he will do whatever he needs to if it means he’s going to have you on your knees or more.

Your face looses the original colour on your face now because of how demanding he is from you he’s never been this demanding you swore, this is the first time he’s ever been like this.

Donghyuck let’s out a little laugh at your shocked eyes he enjoys seeing them widen as day before he faced you again. “I don’t care where we are.” Donghyuck spoke firmly to his girlfriend as he pulled on your shirt a little harder. He’s very determined to get his reward right here and now.

As the both of you are speaking the people around them are noticing the tension between the two of you now. Some of Donghyuck’s friends who are also racers — Jaemin and Jeno were watching the both of you from far away between the crowds.

Donghyuck lowers his voice as he spoke and watched your eyes panic a little. “We can just stay in the car.. I know you want it as well. I saw you staring at me as I was taking off my helmet and as I won the race. We both know you want it.” He now said like this was a court matter. He didn’t give you any time to defend yourself on your case. Donghyuck was right however you were watching him with slight intent to just rip the clothes off. But that’s because he’s always looking so fine. You can’t help it, it’s like a natural reflex for you to be checking out your handsome boyfriend.

You feel yourself becoming more annoyed with him because he’s now even taking in the surroundings of where they are. Again. He’s doing it again he doesn’t care where he is and Donghyuck thinks he’s owning the world by acting this way it really much annoys you and when you were about to say something, something to tell him off and tell Donghyuck to act more normally appropriate since the both of you are in the spotlight between people, your body was pushed out of the view and dragged across to the parking lots away from everyone’s crowds. You tried to tell him to not do this because you don’t want to get caught. But Donghyuck? He has zero thoughts aside from taking a taste of you and your beautiful lips. You’re starting to begin to think your boyfriend thinks this is a race too.

He was lacking impatience. He’s rushing to get to you and this reward you’re about to give him. Donghyuck was definitely treating you like you’re a race to finish. In fact you’re his favourite thing in the world if you don’t count racing the competitions he does all his life nearly.

Donghyuck knew you’re about to disagree more with the idea knowing you’re upset and too upset to give him the reward. But did Donghyuck really care right now if you’re upset? He’s only thinking about the reward because he’s done something good for you and now he needs it otherwise, he’s going to be commanding you for it.

You scoff as the sight of your car you came together with was coming into view. The parking lot was filled with thousands of other cars on each ten floors. The race was quite a popular thing. Donghyuck was the main attraction. He’s used to seeing this many people come and watch him so they can cheer him on and on. You tug on the wrist that he’s pulling you by behind himself. “I’m upset at you.” Your tone mutters a little annoyed that he’s not going to wait for his reward, you find him to be impatient and impulsive and very much reckless right now for your liking.

You always thought your boyfriend will be reasonable but God how wrong you are about this. “Donghyuck did you hear me? I said I’m upset at you—“ Your voice cuts off. The notion of yourself being pulled inside the passenger seat with your boyfriend Donghyuck at the driver seat and you scowl in response clearly not amused by how he’s dragging you around like you’re a pretty doll ready to be ruined.

Your boyfriend took a small sheepish smile as he hears you repeat yourself only to have you shut up instantly when he made you go inside the passenger seat and him entering the drivers seat. Donghyuck shut the driver side door and locked it so nobody can disturb you and him now. He wouldn’t want that, to have someone interrupt his sweet reward. Now that you both are in the car and he slowly took off his leather jacket and your eyes couldn’t deny the view. He looks freaking amazing, how does he look so damn attractive just taking off a leather jacket? You hate that you’re so mad at him right now but he’s making it harder to stay mad at him.

He saw that you’re staring at him with your fixated eyes on his bare skin now that the leather jacket slips off his upper body and he spoke firmly with a cocky grin that makes your face feel flushed when you’re already caught enjoying the view of your boyfriend shirtless. “I know you’re upset but you’re still gonna give me my reward. You shouldn’t be acting stubborn when I told you what I wanted.” Donghyuck reaches out his hands behind your head and he slowly and firmly pulls you even closer to him. Now your heads are very close and your faces are barely an inch away from one another.

Your boyfriend takes his time looking into your eyes that are trembling by how close he’s pulling you with his hands that feel so rough and firm. “I don’t think I ever agreed to giving you this ‘reward’ Donghyuck.” You begin to address with a lacking of excitement and confidence in your voice he’s he has you this close for your comfort.

He chuckles a little bit at your words, now he really doesn’t care about what the people will see or can see. He’s never cared for people’s opinions or feelings. Donghyuck doesn’t care about what happens in this car anymore because one, he’s going to show you just how an impatience man can be dangerous when you keep him waiting.

Donghyuck softly adds in a dangerous tone. “You don’t have to, my love. Because I’m not gonna ask. I’m gonna demand it.” He brings his other hand on your cheek and with both hands, he firmly holds onto your head and pulled her towards him for a kiss. The kiss was so hard to reject you didn’t know what came over you to be blushing this hard? You never really felt this warm on your face from a heated kiss. It’s not like he hasn’t ever kissed you before but maybe it’s because this scenario and situation was so complex and different from your usual outcome kisses.

Donghyuck kissed you like he was famished. You’re everything he’s ever been thinking about when racing and thanks to this he’s won. You don’t even realise it how much you motivate him. Donghyuck knows you’re upset but he hopes you understand what he’s speaking and communicate through this kiss. You take in everything. He’s kissing you so deeply.

But you’re not kissing him back as you register what he’s doing. It feels too good and you felt slightly frozen and now you decide to not kiss back to show that you need a little bit of words from him and not just an action to make up. You don’t like being upset at him, you really don’t but sometimes it’s good to hear an apology right? More than an action. Sometimes.

The kiss breaks away once Donghyuck took notice of your lack of kissing back and he shown a little irritation at his girlfriend who pulls away from the kiss. When you moved your face away from the kiss to break it you look at him now as you’re asking for him to do something for you. To show that he feels slight decency towards you to apologise.

“Apologise.” You now broke in silence leaning against the passenger seat in the car you’re both in together sitting in the representative seats.

However your boyfriend despite showing a little irritation on his face when his eyebrows scrunch up only a little for a minute. He still keeps his hands on your cheek and cupping your chin with his right hand, the smirk on his devilishly handsome never leaves either.

“You want me to apologise? You want me to say….”Donghyuck gives her a sly smirk again. You noticed how he used the fake surprise voice to repeat exactly what you demand of him. Donghyuck paused now as he leans a little closer, and he spoke in this taunting tone to mockingly apologise so he can rile you and your boiling mouth up some more. “ ‘I’m sorry, my love.’ So now you can give me the reward I deserve from my girlfriend.”

He’s impatient you can tell. It’s quite obvious when his body was trembling with the need to rush in and he really doesn’t quite understand what red light means to stop. Donghyuck raced for a living, he’s still racing for a living in fact. Of course he doesn’t know how to control and pause himself for a minute. Donghyuck needs everything in his life to be fast and furious. Quite literally.

However you didn’t appreciate how he tries to get away with it by slightly taunting you so you decided to do the same and make Donghyuck wait some more as you’re stretching it out. “What are you sorry for?” Your voice comes out now said keeping your eyebrows up in waiting for a response.

You smirk now enjoying seeing the irritation on his face, so now you’re not the only one feeling slightly irritated.

Donghyuck somehow knew you’d be like this. You’re only trying to get back at him for making you mad earlier on before the both of you arrived at the venue. He feels himself like he dug his own grave today when you’re clearly trying to annoy him. Or maybe you’re punishing him in a way for making Donghyuck wait and wait.

Donghyuck narrowed his eyes at your words and spoke a tiny bit annoyed with that question. “Why are you making this difficult, baby? Isn’t it enough that I apologised?” All Donghyuck wanted right now is his reward, he didn’t care about the argument the both of you had a while ago because right now, he just wants one thing from you, his girlfriend.

He saw your silence now as a way of waiting.

He groans knowing you won’t let this go until he’s specific on why he’s apologising and so he leans a little closer now. “I’m sorry for not apologising sooner and for not listening to you enough, can you now please give me my reward? I’m about to lose my mind here.” Donghyuck said as matter of fact he feels like he will go crazy if you don’t hurry up. You feel satisfied hearing him now say this out loud and all the anger you had was now gone.

You didn’t hesitate now to lap your mouth around his own and start to kiss him like the world was ending. Donghyuck never thought he would crave another adrenaline boost rush from anything else but racing until he met you. You do so much more than any race can make him feel. The thrill of racing was nothing in equal to the thrill of fucking you in his car right now, and that’s what he wants, and that’s what he shall get from you. Your makeout became sloppy real fast which was fine considering he took control real fast and pushed you at the back seats of the car where Donghyuck lead you very carefully to make you lean down. He didn’t waste a time to slip off this dress and unbutton it with the two skilful hands while you’re there too focused on how his mouth was draining every life energy from you.

Your boyfriend’s eyes open as he saw the dress slipping off your body and going down somewhere on the car’s floor. He didn’t care where the clothes end up because right now he doesn’t have the use for them. The makeout travels down with Donghyuck kissing down your neck and meets your collarbones. He gives them a soft greet with his mouth sucking on the soft skin and then going even lower to your cleavage gently pursing them above your breasts. Your boyfriend took gently care of you with his kisses but the rougher hands were gripping your hips squeezing them making you spread a little more and signals you to wrap your legs around his own lower body now.

You gasp when your nipples were teased between the two fingertips and you feel like you had to arch forward as the striking sensation feels like a pinch you cannot get rid of.

He smirks by your reaction. Donghyuck loves to hear you sound so helpless and it’s quite amusing nonetheless because he knows how sensitive you can get and when he rubs his mouth around your neck sucking on the nape of yours, he saw you shudder with a soft sigh. Your hands fiddle around his forearms. “You still mad at me baby?” He cockily adds into your ears pressing a kiss on top of them.

Your cheeks chest rises up with hitching breath you intake as he kissed your ear gently and whispers onto them. You lowly murmur with a soft voice that comes out at the slightest of moans. “Not much…”

Donghyuck adds lowly. “Good…because I feel like i should punish you a little for making me wait so long for my sweet reward.” He quips going down kissing you now with slight rougher pair of lips as his hands now multitask while he’s kissing you so deeply you’re at loss at his feet. He’s punishing you now a little, like he said he will.

Donghyuck bites on your lower lip sucking on it again and kissing you reconnecting your face back into the roughly deeply kiss as his hands were taking off his jeans and the belt off throwing it somewhere behind or in the front of the car where you’re not seated anymore. Your boyfriend rubs his harden cock between your stomach as his body grinds against it. You feel a gasp coming out when you feel his dick touch around your stomach surface.

He smirks pulling away from your lips and saw your gaze to down at how it’s slapping on your stomach, practically begging to be inside you and your eyes tremble at the sight. Donghyuck kissed the sides of your temples in a dangerous tone he spoke. “You see what you’ve been denying me from? You’re the cause of this baby.” He sweetly brushed his hands through your thick hair and watched your fallen expression stay on your face. Donghyuck loves seeing the light in your eyes leave and the hope diminish. It’s always so fun because he feels like you’re at a loss of words every-time you meet his cock, you forget how girthy and perfect it is.

You look up at your boyfriend when he pressed a kiss on the sides of your temples so sweetly speaking but at the same time it felt a little condescending and taunting? Your boyfriend enjoys making you feel slightly small. When you were distracted by the kiss he pressed on the sides of your temples you feel the way his cock slips between your open wide thighs making you spread even more. Donghyuck brushed along your clit with his hand and he cups it before aligning his harden wood between your two folds. He kissed your breasts once again as the first push was to start and you hitch a little.

Every single time you let out a hitch whenever he enters you. It’s a loving and sensitive feeling at the same time the passion and the arousing urge was there and you can’t shake that feeling from anything else in this world. Donghyuck’s body knows how to make you feel ten times more like you’re travelling different universe to universe.

When your boyfriend made its way inside your body with himself filling you up already alone with his size and the girth of how wide he was, it feels like you’re a stuffed animal. Or a stuffed toy more like to your boyfriend. He took the pleasure in thrusting while holding you in this embrace position as you’re both in the back of the car. It’s going to have to make do because it’s not the best place to have sex since the space was quite limited. But your boyfriend’s need for you was limitless.

If he wants to take you in the back of the car, so be it. Donghyuck doesn’t care if he has to hold you into an embrace while he fucks the absolutely shit out of you, if anything he enjoys how close it makes you guys become. You don’t think you ever hugged him while he’s going to roughly pump himself in and out of your body but it feels nicer than you thought. The way his arms were wrapped around your back holding you from wiggling and wobbling forward or on the sides because he’s trying his best to thrust on your insides out. You feel your eyes rolling a little back when your boyfriend continues to deeply enter and pull out, just to enter again and grow even deeper and longer inside you. It feels so amazing. You feel like your moans couldn’t be helped.

Donghyuck slips out a hand over your stomach pressing on it. You were wondering why he’s pressing on this position but when the movements of your boyfriend’s hips fasten you can now understand why. He was feeling himself inside you.

He lets out a deep chuckle as you groan when the speed has changed from alright to now you’re unable to handle it and so you let out many wails of your moans coming out of your throat. “Hmm, you looks so pretty like this Y/n. Can you feel that? That’s me inside you.” You feel his questions running in through your right ear out to the left like you’re flushing it out. You can’t even answer as you bite your bottom lip and your beautiful face flushed red was only watching him.

He could stare at your flushed face as some beads of sweat on the side was running down. He finds it incredibly difficult to control himself when you look like this. So out of this world and aloof while you’re getting your body out wrecked by him.

The lack of words from you while you’re moaning was such a great factor because Donghyuck was just teasing you. “Cat got your tongue, baby? What happened to your words. You looked like you had plenty to say earlier.”

You roll your eyes a little as you shut them tight when Donghyuck suddenly moves his right dominant hand over your clit rubbing it with his two middle fingers to overstimulate the pleasure you’re already feeling towards a thousand mark and not a hundred. He extends each pleasure to torture you some more while he’s speaking between rugged lips and waist while your legs are around his body tightly squeeze. You squirm now underneath him. “Fuck fuck fuck… Donghyuck… don’t. I won’t last if you keep doing this.” your pleas were acknowledged but not a worry for your boyfriend.

Donghyuck chuckles. He doesn’t care if you don’t last because it was the whole motive for him to get you finished and have you overstimulate until you’re literally crying for him to stop. “Baby that’s the whole point.” He whispers and went down even more on you pulling you into another heated and angry kiss almost. In a way he’s not angry at you but he prefers to use the aggressive side of emotions to keep you going since he’s punishing you while also getting his sweet reward he’s been denied from you far too long. But now it doesn’t matter because he’s getting it and Donghyuck is thrilled.

Your boyfriend’s fingers continue to tease and play with your clit as his cock was deeply buried inside your walls and you feel a sudden rush of water flood over you and through your vision you feel like you’re drowning.

Your orgasm washed over you like a gigantic wave and your moans were cut off by your teary eyes starting to flow down your cheeks as your orgasm began to flow down and all around Donghyuck’s cock. He felt the massive flowering attack your body did and it looks like you blossomed even refer shade on your face.

He coos at your dazed expression as Donghyuck removed his hand from your swollen red clit now that he worked it out way too much, perhaps he went a little too far with the overstimulation as you’re now soaking the car seats with your pussy juices but he doesn’t mind.

Donghyuck could care if you damage his car because he values a lot more and right now, Donghyuck was enjoying the big orgasm you gave him on his cock while he’s thrusting inside you now satisfying you and you rummage through your mind that feels so weak and disorienting you can’t barely remember anything else right now.

Your voice was now weaker sounding but you’re moaning between your own words. “Crap… I’m sorry I made a mess.” You grunt when Donghyuck held your hips down even more and he smirks at your apology. He didn’t even need it.

“For what, you’re doing so well right now?” Donghyuck chuckles a little at you as he kissed your cheek. You feel your mind going blank again when he spoke so softly to you.

“The car…” you mutter back and your boyfriend grins amused. He never thought you’d be able to apologise for something like this when you don’t need to. He kissed your forehead. “Forget the car. I’ll clean it later.” He said sweetly and brushed back your hair. “Do you think you can give me another one? Please?” He whispers as he kissed your jawline and you feel your body sinking into the car seats at the back.

You couldn’t refuse such a request from your boyfriend when he’s treating you much softer now even though his body was working it’s way of drilling through you.

Donghyuck saw you give him a soft nod and he continues to work his way with his hand around your clit again, he started slower than the first time since the first orgasm was quite big toll on you. However soon the more and more this continues in the back of your car you feel Donghyuck’s thrusts become intense and his fingers brushing on your clit with fast long strokes.

You were a moaning mess again and Donghyuck locked it when you are getting like this, looking so beautiful and a mess at the same time: you’re a beautiful mess that he enjoys making you look like it and at the end of the day he knew you would forgive him and this was your way of making up too.

Your second orgasm came over quickly and you feel the car shake between your movements now. You’re praying no one you know will see you and Donghyuck like this because that’s humiliating beyond anything you would ever experienced.

You don’t think you can ever come back to that if this happened to you.

Donghyuck saw your expression falter and you arch your head back a little into the car seat leaner even more like you’re melting into them and he witnessed more water coming out of you. He loves seeing how each orgasm only became more intense and more and more coming out of you. He was proud and he gave you a little peck on your lips as you feel so out of your depth you cannot handle another orgasm you feel like, it would be the death of you.

He heard your whispers slip out a ‘Oh’s…’ in many repeats as he thrusts and held you into an embrace again as Donghyuck whispers praises now, he wasn’t condescending as he was usually doing so to taunt you. Your boyfriend was praising you so you can hang on and wait for him now to finish.

“You’re doing so well my love, just wait for me now okay? I’m almost there.”

He was telling you to wait for him now, he rams himself a little harder into you and your stomach clench around the air you’re sucking in with deep pants as your heart races each time with his throaty grunts and muscles clenching by your body. Your boyfriend’s body feels so good inside you it amazes you how each time you do it it’s a different experience and feeling.

Your heart was racing and it feels like you’re a racer of your own now when Donghyuck is rushing to get his own high, he feels like he’s back at the competition again; in that car racing to win the race. You make him feel like a Race Lover again.

The next thing you know it you see your boyfriend’s expression turn into a dark one and you somehow can read it as he’s about to really hit the last bit of his energy to engine through his own orgasm. You anticipate and prepare yourself once Donghyuck’s shaft was twitching so much, he pushed further with his pulsing throbbing cock buried deep inside your cunt.

“Oh… god, Y/n… fuck, I’m there, I’m almost there.” And when he said this he feels the final thrust overtake everything and he’s spilling himself deep inside your pussy with all his mighty soul gives you. His length pumps you up full of his cum and you feel like you’re exhilarating from how much he was racing inside your punching walls to finish off, deeply inside you like it was his dream come true. Donghyuck breathes heavily as he hung his head low to look at you. Your chest was rising up with each breath you took because he takes everything you had in your body away. All your energy and oxygen were gone.

Your eyes drop down at his lips and you lean slowly, very slowly because your whole back is now aching from the position you guys were in without much choice.

Donghyuck felt a soft loving peck on his lips as you leaned in to kiss him.

You whisper to him. “You happy now that you have your reward?” And Donghyuck met with your eyes again as he smiles holding you by having his hands around the back of your body pull you closer, he leans in kissing your face in multiple different directions: He kissed the side of your temples first, then your cheeks, then your chin and your nose, and finally your lips softly.

He’s pampering you with kisses because he wants to show you he is happy and grateful you gave him what he wanted. “Mhm I’m happy, thank you.” He said softly and pulls away from the kisses now. Even though he knew you can’t resist him and his demanding presence anyways.

You’re the only race he can do all over again, and make him feel like his Race Lover self.

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[hrts4doie]

(inspired by this tiktok lol)

can we talk about how haechan loves being manhandled… sometimes he’s so bratty the only way you can get him to listen is by force. nothing shuts him up faster than you pinning him down to the bed or pulling him by his hair. he loves when you’re rough with him, treating him like he’s nothing but a toy for you to use.

he’s a brat on purpose and you know it. constantly pushing your buttons, he wants to be forced to behave. forced to be good. when he crosses a line or runs his mouth a bit too much, a slap to the face puts him right back in his place. he wants nothing more than to be thrown around and fucked until he’s nothing but pliant beneath your hands, too far gone to even remember his own name. you love when he gets like that, so sweet and needy for you to do whatever you please to him.

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[tddyhyck]

perv!hyuck who… [ l.dh ]

pairing ⇢ pervert!hyuck x gen!reader (no pronouns used but panties and skirts mentioned)

warnings ⇢ 18+, filming, photos, jerking off, NIPPLE RING HYUCK, cum eating, guided masturbation, voyeurism, exhibitionism, cuck vibes, toys mentioned, just general pervyness

a/n ⇢ i’m back hehe.

masterlist

perv!hyuck who steals panties every time he’s over or takes them off of you he has a growing collection in his car and his room

perv!hyuck who “accidentally” calls while he’s jerking off and moaning your name

perv!hyuck who shoves his hand down his pants right in front of you saying he just can’t help himself staring right into your eyes when he cums on the floor

perv!hyuck who walks in on you in the shower peeking behind the curtain and jerks off while he watches you lather up

perv!hyuck who jerks off while you’re driving cumming in his fist after whining about how sexy you are when you drive not caring about any passing cars seeing him

perv!hyuck who fucks you in the dirty bar bathroom because he can’t wait and somehow the smell of cigarettes and the sticky walls covered in writing make him cum even harder

perv!hyuck who never draws the curtains letting all the light and wandering eyes in while he fucks you

perv!hyuck who grinds against you in public to the point of cumming his pants

perv!hyuck who wants to get a fleshlight molded to your pussy because nothing compares to the way you feel

perv!hyuck who likes to get you mad at him so you can degrade him because it makes him hard when pretty people are mean to him

perv!hyuck who got hard when he got his nipples pierced and will cum if you touch them too long

perv!hyuck who likes eating you out after filling you with his cum

perv!hyuck who fantisizes about his own friends fucking you while you both degrade him

perv!hyuck who makes you stand in front of him while he sits behind you on the subway and takes up skirt photos of you he’s mastered the phone angle so each shot is perfectly centered on your cunt and he begs you to not wear panties so he can get a better view

perv!hyuck who begs you to talk him through jerking off he wants precise directions from you for every touch

© tddyhyck

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[diorcities]

one of the girls

pairing: famous!haechan x afab!reader. genre: smut. content: manhandling, brat taming, o. denial, o. control, unprotected sex, clit stimulation, creampie, princess treatment, argument for pride, stubborn reader, mean!hyuck.

party halls. fancy cars. effervencent champagne. dazzling nights.

in a room full of men thinking important thoughts, he steals the show. flirtatious whispers coming his way. the sighs that his cut-out profile draws, smiling because he knows the effect he has on people. lots of broken hearts wherever he goes. except one. or ones; he is the embodiment of romanticing. looking from below with his bright wild eyes as he takes off your shoes and kisses your ankles before leaving you powerless because he knows the effect he has on you.

dribbling the crimson liquid into the glass, your eyes cascading over his silhouette at the other end of the room. inhaling the exquisite scent of the liquor. the lipstick traces the edge of the glass, reminiscent of the hue delicately unveiling itself beneath the collar of his shirt as he unfurls the knot of his tie. muscles automatically flexing in the task as his lower lip, kissed a million times, is captured by his canines.

despite their delicacy, the movements carry a nuance underlying the grace of his gestures, and the aroma that envelops him is so exquisitely intoxicating that your thoughts are spilled all over the room. as if he carries with him the very essence of seduction. his masculinity is pronounced, yet seamlessly fused with a continuous subtlety. devilishly attractive, he exudes an allure so undeniable that one can't help but think he is well aware of his own magnetic presence.

you still feel the bubbly taste of wine on your tongue as you place the glass on the table and cross the hotel room as you catch him smirking because he's aware you tried to keep your breathing sounding rhythmic as his dazed eyes fall on you when your fingers tangle with his, honey hair tickling your forehead. “allow me.”

your thoughts are still messy everywhere. in his eyes like two wild suns, in his adam's apple when your hands venture up to his neck, undoing the knot because even though it's devilishly attractive, alcohol still has the same mundane effect on him.

he looks through you. as he's aiming for your heart, his hands ready to rip it apart before he decides to take care of it instead. fiddling with the cord of a bow almost undone in the restless night with his bewitched eyes following the stroke of his fingers burning the skin of your chest.

he leans in and his lips seek yours to press a small kiss. and then another. and another. until the ephemeral becomes everlasting. “i want you.”

“i know.” he hums in response, almost nonchalantly were it not for his velvety eyes still spilling on your lips and his tongue teasing the inside of his cheek. your eyes drift from his tongue when he wet his lips where your skin burns and tickles. “it looks good on,” he pronounces as you observe he knotted the loose bow again.

your lips stretch into a sharp smile, reluctant to show whether that could have affected you. “you're not special,” you say, “i'm not gonna remember you just because you've been putting your best behavior and decided to not have sex with me.”

he stays magnanimous as the anger starts to crisp you when he laughs with light amusement, “oh, i will fuck you.” your brows cloud in disbelief, which leads him to smile even wider, “i prefer it with clothes on.”

you're too stunned by his confession to feel him pull you to himself and leave a kiss on your wet mouth. much more disoriented when he murmurs against your mouth, too fond to be snarky, “is that okay with you, angel?” without waiting for an answer to kiss you deeper as he knew the absence of your answer already.

it's very hard to spin thoughts now that his mouth won't stop moving over yours. more intoxicated by the taste of his tongue than the liquor that runs through your body. “lay down,” he asks when his hands are already pushing you into bed. his footprints burn your skin. you look at him through the thick haze of your chaotic subconscious while furious flutters take place in your stomach.

“i thought you like it with clothes.” your voice comes out thicker and deeper than you want it to be. pure desire intermingles, and haechan can sense it as he unbuttons his shirt, raising the gaze that holds the answer to your intrinsic question. your clothes remain intact while his is disappearing, watching him taking his shirt off, you let the complaints to die on your tongue at the sight of his tanned skin.

his hands slide into the buckle of his pants and you hold your breath. face burning from trying to contain the flames rising up your neck. feeling the fire twitch in your stomach, and stream to your hands already perching on him before your mouth does. kisses pressed on his waist, in the valley of his stomach that leads to his sternum.

he stops every motion treasuring your lips on his skin, “weren't you taking off your pants?” his gleeful chuckle vibrates against your palm releasing liquid desire in your belly. your fingers pull down the piece of fabric as you keep kissing his warm, soft skin, so dangerously close if you just slide your mouth a few inches lower to his growing bulge. “want me to take care of it?” you inquire.

haechan catches one of your feet in his hands as you drop to the fluffy surface. a smile dances on his lips as he pushes it to open. “you will.” his hand wraps around your ankle and holds you in place on the edge of the bed, as you revel in his anatomy. eyes gleaming at the view when when his erection hits the spot where your lips were pressing a few seconds ago.

you shallow and he notices it, “don't worry, pretty. it'll fit.” wanting to hold it for yourself is a lot of greed that you're not willing to reveal, so you bite your lip as your eyes fall on the ceiling, trying to take away the appetite from feeling it in your mouth before answering, “so?”

his hand drags down the back of your neck, suspended above you as he places a long, lush kiss on your mouth. you feel him venturing under your skirt before his warm fingers meet your bristling skin, a triumphant smile rises on your lips as his mouth drifts toward your neck, releasing a small hiss as he realizes the lack of garments underneath the fabric.

he's flushed. moist eyes clouded with ache burning his pupils. “fuck you— you're playing filthy.” his raspy voice sends you to the edge of the world. “i'm not playing anything,” you feel your tongue unravel to respond with difficulty. he grunts. lie. he knows you were. all along. your games, all dirty. the constant competition to know which one bewitched the other.

just because you didn't want to admit that you were the first one to give in.

you press your lips together when he slides through your silky folds. he curses and you roll your eyes. “already this wet?” he clicks his tongue, drawing circles on your clit. the drunken taste of his tongue mingles with the wine flavor when he kisses you firmly. your breath is caught in your throat when his digits switch the intensity of the motions.

your warmth aches for him. legs spreading cause him to increase the enhancement of his strokes. silent hisses leave your lips the moment he pulls away just enough to look at you. “let me hear you.” his eyes eclipsed in two black orbs. he chuckles, “need help with that?” your lip is caught between your teeth when you sense him guiding his fingers to your entrance. fuck.

you're hazing. blurry thoughts as electricity is shot into your bloodstream. haechan eases his fingers in you, pumping with a steady pace, making sure you're feeling him. watching you from above as you twitch due to fire pooling down your legs. your being is burning and your chest is filled with dying moans. eyes rolling back when your walls clench around his tick fingers fucking the shit out of you. “let me stretch you pretty for my cock,” he coos. lush growing a hole in your belly as his relentless strokes send you to the brim, accentuating the strength and depth with which he buries his fingers in you, threatening to shatter you.

his firm grip lands on your collarbones. you're a mess uncontrollable. arching your back and squirming under his gaze. sensing your stomach tightens violently when you feel the crushing climax looming in your body, clouding your mind and filling your ears with white noise. your belly contracts and shakes, your legs jerk, and your mouth opens. a whine finally escapes from you when he stops all the actions.

you are beyond confused, dazed and disoriented. your mind takes eternal seconds to process the fact that you were about to unleash the ecstasy before he, who grins at you, ceased it all. you don't give a fuck at this point. the moans fill your mouth now turned into gloomy sounds while your eyes search for him in distrust as they begin to well up with tears. upset. vexed.

“haechan.” he kisses you and you sob. haechan's tongue press against the pulsing vein on your neck, “the only way you're coming tonight is on my dick, precious.” your fingers bury themselves in the tender skin of his shoulders, arching your back. a pant leaving your lips as the swirl of emotions takes place in your belly when he sucks gently. one of his hands grasps your waist making sure to exert force in it, “stop being a tease and be a good girl, yeah?” before you feel him guiding his tip between your folds. your body trembles at the sensation of his cock being lubricated with your arousal. your mind scatters in all the places he's present. physically and emotionally.

a high-pitched sound echoes in your throat when he thrusts you with ease, feeling every inch expand your walls. your head lolls inadvertently aware of his thick length pushing in. he grunts, wild eyes as he hovers over you to have a full view of you taking him. of his dick burying into your aching cunt.

hair being pulled as you curl under him. hand reaching his on your waist unconsciously when he starts to thrust. so torturously steady, so painfully rough. you feel him everywhere. your pulse quickens and pumps your ears. face burning and cheeks wet. your mouth feels dry and something warm and smooth takes place inside. his cock hammers your soaked pussy and your ears fill with the lewd sounds every time he sinks into you. “d-don't cut your hair—.” he hums with amusement.

a shudder whips you and you're a mess of tears and strangled sighs. hands clenched in your chest as haechan buries himself over and over again mercilessly, shaking your body due to the force he exerts every time he pushes you towards his pelvis before meeting you halfway and fucks into you, leaving you breathless and counting stars.

he breathes sharply, “not a single word of how good i'm fucking you?” you're numb, feeling more that hearing the lewd of your arousal mixing around his. “in subspace, angel?” he bends over you, bringing your legs with him. his hands stop caressing your inner thighs to go to your chest. your fingers tangle with his when he undoes the bow that keeps your blouse on, “should i stop?”

your body goes into alarm at the same time your stomach closes and twitches, “please don't.” haechan pulls away from you, decreasing the pace of his thrusts. a pant leave his mouth half-open, looking disturbed all of a sudden before you sense him twitch between your walls. eyes closing tightly as he rocks his cock back and forth, hand going towards your cunt to start circling your clit. your pussy throbs knowing he's so close.

your heart skips a beat. your whole body is covered with pure pleasure. raw. and you feel your blood boil when you think you're burning at any moment. pearlescent skin in sweat. wrinkled and ruined clothes, cuffed by his hands as he buries himself and hammers his cock into you. pelvis pounding you rhythmically, bringing you to the intoxicating sensation of climax destroying your belly. a painful sharp pleasure fills you up.

“you've been snarky all night, shall i remind you your place?” one of his hand gropes the soft skin of your breast. the mere touch stuns your senses and turns them into a whirlpool of ecstasy.

“'m so clo—se.”

your pussy starts pulsating and he can't take his eyes off your breasts wiggling to the rhythm of his thrusts.

“i can tell that.” your hands sting when he takes them in one of his, bringing them to your stomach and exerting pressure where it burns deliciously. “feeling bold telling me how to make you feel good?” he clicks his tongue, “answer.”

“please, don't stop,” you plead in despair. “i love you.”

your boyfriend chuckles with tender, “i love you, too. but that's not what i want to hear.” he increases the pressure on your swollen clitoris.

you gulp, suddenly flushed. “fuck,” you mutter, “—feel so good, 's too m-uch.”

you groan in despair as the world crumbles and blurs around you. sinking into a total catalytic state feeling every nerve ending twitch and release itself when haechan fucks you hard against the mattress, “s-such a brat.” a pleasurable pain whips and contorts your body when he coos, “just like that, keep moaning like that.” arching your back towards him as his cock pulls you to the edge of the world and drops you into the welcoming ocean of breath-taking spasms. it feels too much, so intoxicatingly sensitive when he keeps thrusting you until you feel him tremble and stop with a restrained whine.

you feel him pull out his erect dick and start stroking it as he growls before you feel his hot seed coating your pussy. his cum spills into your folds, dripping down your cunt before he guides his tip along the path it leaves to push it into you. hand on your knee to make sure you don't close your legs as he gazes at your destroyed pussy filled with him.

“at one point i need to go get clean,” you say snarkily.

he creeps towards you with a grin, “allow me.” before depositing a trail of kisses down your stomach until you can't keep holding his gaze when he buries it between your legs.

your sharp breath freezes in your throat.

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[neowonderland]

Bully! Haechan + Breeding

Pairing: Bully Haechan x reader Warnings: 18+, smut, noncon, drugging, babytrapping, breeding Wc: 0.9k

Dark Content, Minor please DNI

Disclaimer: this is a work of pure fiction. I do not condone the actions of any characters in this story and the actions do not reflect the idols in any way.

Haechan swears he hates you.

He swears he hates everything about you, from your full cheeks to your lips that you bite in concentration, to your soft voice, to the way you’re such a pushover for others, to the way you stumble over your words when you get nervous. 

Haechan makes it apparent he hates you too, from the way he complains about you to anyone near him to the way he insults you. Haechan complains that you’re too much of a pushover, you’re too weak, you’re too annoying, you’re too pudgy, you’re too ugly. Of course Haechan makes it known that he thinks that way to your face too, always stating that your existence is an inconvenience to him, something that can’t be solved unless you were to fully disappear from this world because even if you transferred universities you’d still exist and inconvenience him.

 You don’t remember much, remembering being dragged to a party by a couple of friends, spotting Haechan with his friend. You’re not sure which one of his friends had been flirting with you and handed you a drink that you had drunk. Maybe that’s when you had started feeling strange, head beginning to get dizzy, body burning up, memory blanking. 

You can’t really remember how you ended up in Haechan’s bed, memories and head spinning as you lie and stare at the ceiling trying to ignore Haechan on top of you.

Haechan feels cold, his ice cold hands running across the expanse of your stomach and body, squeezing and groping at your flesh. It would feel nice against your flushed skin if it wasn’t Haechan. But, your heavy limbs and fuzzy head made it hard to fight back against his touches, leaving you pliant in Haechan’s hands. 

“You’re such a slut, going to that party and flirting with Jaemin. Do you not get fucked enough? Is that why you went for my friend?” Haechan says mockingly.

You try to shake your head to no avail, leaving you to only stare at him. 

Haechan lets out a laugh, hand gripping your cheeks and forcing you to nod, “That’s the correct answer. You’re lucky I’m great at doing charity. You know how many people would kill to be in your position?”

Haechan moves to run his tongue against your nipples, tongue laving over your sensitive skin before harshly sucking. Haechan works to mark the skin of your chest with red splotches and marks, teeth sinking into your skin alongside his sucking. He only stops to pull his shirt over his head, hands work quickly to take off his clothing and throw them to a corner of the room. 

It’s not until Haechan’s marks run up your neck that Haechan stops, sitting back and proudly admiring his work. His hands reach for his phone halfway before freezing and withdrawing. You can hear him mumble “not this time.” 

Haechan’s hands grip your legs, uncaring of the yelp you let out when he folds you in half. He presses against the back of your thighs with his arm while he lines himself up with your entrance. Haechan teases your entrance and your clit, covering his head with your slick. Alarm bells ring in your head and you try to tell him to stop, to use protection, to do anything but this but everything comes out unintelligible, garbled and slurred. 

The stretch is painful without proper prep and it feels like you’re being divided into two when Haechan enters you. You’re in hell, helpless, burning up and in pain while it looks as if Haechan is in heaven. His eyes flutter shut while he lets out a loud moan. Haechan’s head dips down as he forces his eyes open to drink in your pained facial expression. 

“If I knew your pussy would be so tight, I would’ve fucked you sooner.” Haechan says through gritted teeth as he begins to thrust into you shallowly. You can feel the drag of him in your walls and your body producing more slick, easing his thrusts. Whatever you had drunk seemed to be wearing off, allowing your fingers to dig into your palm to ground yourself. 

“Look how wet you are, so ready for me. I knew you were a slut, getting off on me.” Haechan says as he increases his pace. You can feel him putting his weight on you, crushing you between him and the bed. You can feel the head of his length bashing against your cervix, his drooling tip crushing it in every thrust. 

“Fuck I’m going to cum, going to breed you, going to knock you up. You’re going to be full of my cum and my kid. You’re going to look so much better round with my kid. You’ll be all mine. Everyone will know you’re mine. You won’t even think of leaving me.” Haechan babbles, shifting his weight completely on you.

It’s not until tears begin dripping down your face that Haechan cums with a shiver and whine, filling you up. Haechan moves your legs out of the way, collapsing onto you and burying his head into your neck. 

It’s not until he rises and flips you on your stomach that you realize he wasn’t just babbling, that you’re in for a long night.

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