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jayflrt · 2 days ago
𝐍𝐎 𝐍𝐔𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 01. do it for the switch
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SUMMARY ▸ four men suppressing their carnal instincts for thirty days doesn’t sound plausible, but it’s no nut november, so victory is crucial. yet, there’s only one obstacle keeping lee heeseung, park jongseong, sim jaeyun, and park sunghoon from their prize: you. game on, boys.
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hoonlidays · 2 days ago
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・。*  COUNTDOWN  UNTIL  ENHYPEN's  DEBUT  ANNIVERSARY A  YEAR  IN  REVIEW  —  the  road  ahead  can  be  tiring  and  rough  at  times,  but  may  the  many  upcoming  years  we’ll  spend  together  be  kinder,  brighter  and  even  more  eventful  and  fulfilling.  to  our  seven  lucky  stars  whom  we  are  immensely  proud  of  and  who  have  grown  (  as  artists  and  as  beings  )  a  lot  so  quickly  right  before  our  eyes,  happy  one  year  anniversary!  let’s  continue  walking  on  this  path,  together.  ♥  #OurOneYearLoveENHYPEN
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solarehoon · 2 days ago
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Thank you for the laughter and the happiness and the memories you chose to share with us. Thank you for being there. Thank you for being you. Here is to more love and joy in the future! ♥ Happy anniversary, my loves!!
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seungstarss · 2 days ago
𝐁 𝐄 𝐓 ≛ 47 the final: last wish
wc: 395
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The boys gathered at a circular table, none of them initiating eye contact. The tension in the air was so strangely thick even a knife wouldn't suffice. The quiet sound of a pop song was tinkling through the room, attempting to make up for the awkwardness in the air — someone had left the television on. Jake shifted uncomfortably in his seat as he ran his hand through his undone hair. He wasn't okay. The boy was not mentally present.
"Um, so," Heeseung began, unbothered by the tension between Jay and Jake. "It's over. She ended up falling for Jay. So what is it you want?" Heeseung leaned into his palm, bored with everything that concerned Y/n.
"Chill Heeseung, It hasn't even been a day. You're so blunt — in a bad way. He probably feels bad about the whole situation. Right, Jay? I heard you cared for Y/n?" Sunghoon found himself rambling to himself, not getting a reaction out of the three boys. The silence was now overwhelming.
Jay let out an exasperated sigh. "I did. Emphasis on the 'did.' But she got fucking annoying and kept trying to insert herself into my life. Over the past few weeks, I wasn't able to get enough sleep, focus on my studies, or even give Reiko attention. I'm honestly glad she won't be talking to me anymore."
Heeseung smirked playfully, leaning back into his chair. "That's intriguing. Finally, you understand how fucking annoying she was."
Jake developed a sudden urge to punch Heeseung's entitled ass in the face but resisted. He no longer wanted to get angry in Y/n's favour. Jake saw the way she completely broke. If she wanted him out of her life, he too would erase her from his memories.
"Then what is it you want?" Jake mumbled. "You won the bet after all..."
"It's not something materialistic," Jay spoke, his words trailing into silence.
"Oh, don't keep us waiting" Heeseung grinned, anticipating his answer.
Sunghoon nodded in agreement, constantly checking his phone for the time. "Yeah, we said the prize was anything you want. So what is it, Jay?"
Jay's sighs were heavy, full of hesitation. He knew what want he wanted, but somehow he found it hard to voice out. He despised the quaver in his voice and pushed it down.
"I want her existence erased from my life — forever."
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SYNOPSIS. after jake takes a new liking to his friend’s diligent liberal arts partner, he decides to start a bet with his friends. “lets play a game. whoever can win her heart gets anything, anything they want.”
a/n: and that's a wrap!! Thank you guys so much for supporting bet ♡ it wouldn't have been the same without all your asks and comments. Please the way it really made my day ;_; I love you guys so much aaa
Also do check out fragments of memories: the heeseung spin-off/ backstory
Thank you guys once again 🥰💓 it's been a long journey
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m1ng-how · 2 days ago
thirty-three - enduring pain
warnings: cursing, 0.6k words, not proofread sorry
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water dripped onto your head as you sat on the old stairs outside the university's library. a comfortable presence abided you, sitting shoulder-to-shoulder with you while you spaced out again for the hundredth time that day.
who could you blame?
maybe jungwon. maybe life.
he was the cause for this transpiring mess and now, you were going to be seeing him every day of your god damn life because you weren't living a privileged life like the others around you. while your dad was long gone and a mother was in hospital, a kid could figure out that you were the only one capable of making money right now.
"this shouldn't have happened." jay said.
like he knew everything that was going on with you.
he was just like chanmi.
he's rich, you're not.
it's not his fault.
you sighed and stood up. "bye, jay―"
he grabbed your wrist before you could take a step away. you looked back at him, meeting his shining eyes besides the gloomy weather. it was like it was a sign of fate, you would call it as faux as chanmi's fate to jungwon.
"you can talk to me whenever you're feeling down."
you fake-smiled as you snatched your hand away.
some things are meant to be kept to yourself and this was one of them.
as if you were going to let a rich person know the fights you were going through just to live a normal life when in reality, this was not normal. you were not being supported by anyone. at such a young age, you developed such independence no kid your age could. life was an exchange of blows.
walking through the streets, nothing interested your famine eyes. nothing piqued your interest. until your phone began ringing in your pocket.
you picked it up, seeing it was your mother.
"hey, mum. oh, before you say anything, i transferred some money into your bank for you," you told her, changing your tone instantly.
"y/n..." she greeted and you could see the smile in her voice. "i'm so sorry."
her voice went down instantly.
your eyes began to prick with familiar tears but you blinked them away. there was no way you were crying in public, that's embarrassing. you wallowed inwardly.
"it's okay, mum. don't worry about it." you comforted as you made it to the apartment complex. you smiled small at the doorman prior to pursuing to the elevator, clicking the "up" symbol.
"you have so much to do at this age, being so young and beautiful." she continued and it only made you want to cry more.
you were lucky that the elevator doors closed behind you as you entered, allowing a tear or two to drop down your face.
"it's okay." you said again. "listen, mum. i have a lot of homework to do and then, i have to go to work after. so i'll call you later?"
you didn't wait for her response because you knew that tears were going to start falling. you hung up quickly and looked up, making sure no tears were going to come. if you started crying now, you'd feel like there was nothing left for you to do, so instead, it was better to build a strong wall around you.
you walked out of the elevator and into your hallway, bringing out your keys.
you were so in the state of mind about your mother that you forgotten about jungwon and your situation with him. so when you saw him open the door for you as a kind gesture, your face morphed into a glare.
you kicked your shoes neatly to the side and walked off, his puppy eyes imprinted in your head.
"y/n, let me apologise―"
"don't talk to me."
you walked away from him again, letting you deal with the problems yourself like you've always done.
you didn't want to trust anyone after what happened with chanmi.
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SUMMARY ༄ y/n moves into a new apartment under short notice, thanks to her cat making her old landlord a little too unhappy but she didn’t check the details of her new place all too well, realising now that she’s moved in with a guy. however, she has to make the best of it as not only is the rent cheap, it’s close to her university and her roommate is actually kinda okay…? except for the drama that comes in between the two of them and the interference of feelings. she started to wish she never moved in with him yang jungwon.
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hanaridulsetcheese · 2 days ago
enhypen as your boyfriend ~ hyung line
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pairing : enhypen x fem!reader
genre : fluff
"i'll always be there for you. "
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> heeseung is the type of boyfriend who will always make sure you're okay.
> if you need anything, he'd drop whatever he is doing to get it for you.
> he cares greatly for your health; mentally and physically so he'd leave little notes around the house to remind you to take your meds or something to keep you motivated.
> if he's extremely busy and unable to see you in person, he'd always text you to make sure you're okay.
> the type of boyfriend who'd walk you home and not leave you until you close the door to your house just so he knows you're safe.
> he also has a habit of always feeding you ramen when he's eating because he loves ramen and be loves you.
"you're safe with me. "
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> ever since the day he met you, jay had made you his top priority.
> he is naturally a caring person and the way he shows it is by making sure his loved ones are safe and protected.
> his number one habit is to always hold your hand, be it in public or private; he just wants to make sure you're there, you're safe and you're happy.
> he had a cool aura around him and maintains that in public but the second he feels like you're uncomfortable with something or someone, he will not hesitate to speak up.
> even though he likes to be by your side all the time, he values some alone time just so he can tend to his thoughts but this never last more than two hours because he will always come back to you.
> jay loves to give you little gifts to show his appreciation, sometimes he'd take time of to give you something he made all by himself.
"you're my happy place. "
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> being in a relationship with jake is the epitome of happiness. there's literally no dull moment with him.
> jake is always up for a date and will spend his free time looking up fun activities for the both of you to do.
> he's such a down-to-earth guy and just loves the idea of being with you. he cherishes the time he gets to spend with you.
> when he's away, he isn't the same. it's like he found his missing half and he never wants to let it go.
> jake loves affection of any type so do expect random hug and kisses any time of the day. he's also playful so he'd spin you around or maybe trouble you a bit if you're doing something before giving you the fattest kiss.
> jake's biggest habit however is playing with/smelling your hair. he loves the warm scent of your shampoo and how soft it feel so while he hugs you he'd just like smell your hair because it makes him feel warm inside.
"you showed me how to love. "
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> sunghoon wasn't the affectionate type of person in the beginning but something about you made him change.
> he's a shy person but for you, he'd do anything. he felt so comfortable around you and opened up easily.
> he loves late night talks because it allows him to destress and feel at ease but he also loves listening to you talking about day.
> at first, sunghoon felt too shy about pda, even if it was as simple as holding hands but as the relationship progressed he grew to enjoy is. his favourite would be when he hugs you and you run your hands through his hair, he loves for that.
> sunghoon would rather spend time indoors in the comfort of your own home but when you decide to go on a date, he goes all out. he wants the dates to be perfect just to show how special you are to him.
> he has a habit of leaning on you whether it's standing or sitting because you're his source of energy, gets an extra boost if you play with hair.
enhypen as your boyfriend ~ maknae line
enha inspired playlist ↓
♪ heeseung
♪ jay
♪ jake
♪ sunghoon
♪ sunoo
♪ jungwon
♪ ni-ki
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hyunsuks-beanie · 2 days ago
Pleasing Him
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Jay x fem. bodied! reader; smut; tit job; oral (male receiving)
Word Count: 0.58k words
Mellow speaks: The first time I've written a tit job fic, so I hope this meets your expectations hehe. Also, since this request (a major thank you to the anonie btw) was pretty brief, the scenario is also kinda short with no unnecessary build-up. I hope that's okay, and as always, requests and comments are most welcome!!
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Getting down on your knees in front of him, you lick your lips, feeling your mouth water at the mere sight of his dick, rock hard and already shining with precum. Looking up at him, you make your eyes go big in faux innocence, your hands skilfully wrapping around his shaft as you pump him a couple times, massaging his balls in the process. "Now now, let's not play around, right baby?," Jay says in a sing-song voice, his own hand stroking your face gently as a smirk plays at his lips. You only hum in response, a soft "As you say, sir," escaping your lips as you lean even closer, his length rubbing against your breasts.
The sudden contact makes you shudder as you start squeezing your boobs around his member, matching his pace as he starts thrusting in the valley of your chest. Moans escape his lips as he feels you rubbing against his dick, your fingers playing with your nipples as his hands roam from your cheeks to your neck, sliding down your shoulders and onto your breasts, his hands briskly replacing yours in favor of teasing you nubs. Deciding to tease him a little, you let go of your breasts, hands gripping his cock once more as you wrap your lips around him instead, swirling your tongue around his girth and sucking on him, your hands still squeezing your boobs.
"You're so good at this," Jay moans, his hand petting your head as you begin massaging his member between your cans once more, squeezing them as hard as you can, your head thrown back in pleasure at the feeling. You can't help but smile at the compliment, rubbing his tip against your left bud before placing a soft kiss on it, licking its surface.
The room grows silent fast enough, the only sound being your moans and the occasional praise Jay sends your way, telling you how good you are at pleasuring him. "You really are something.....oh god," he whines, compliment quickly turning into a string of lewd sounds as you continue to squeeze his length between your breasts, all the while alternating your mouth for your chest, sucking on him and letting your tongue drive him crazy as he arches his back, his eyes shaking from the pleasure.
Before long, you sense his moans grow louder and his body shake ever so slightly, subtly telling you that he's inching closer to his climax. Smirking, you decide to speed up your pace, shifting between tits and lips as fast as you can, a satisfied grin taking over your facial features as you witness his own contorting into one of pleasure. "F-fuck this feels so....ahhh," Jay moans, his words getting jumbled up into gibberish you just can't decipher while your boobs continue working wonders on him. Soon enough, you feel his dick twitch, his orgasm finally washing over him as he cums all over your breasts, coating your entire chest with his seed.
Riding out his high, he opens his eyes, taking in the sight in front of him while a smirk plays at his lips. You return the smirk, licking your lips as your fingers expertly whip up his release from your breast, your tongue swirling around them as you lick them clean, looking up only to find his jaw hanging open. "That was so goddamn hot," he says, and that's the last thing you hear before he climbs down from the sofa, tackling you to the floor as his lips crash onto yours.
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sungwonz · 11 hours ago
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ENHYPEN 2021 Holiday Collection: Little Wishes
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sundoghae · a day ago
Devil's night
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Pairings: Freak!Heeseung X bratty!femreader ft Jay&Sunghoon
Genres: Halloween party, smut, college!au
Triggers: Humiliation kink, sexual scenes, vulgar language, unprotected sex, blowjob (female/male receiving), handjob (female receiving), overstimulation, degradation kink, bondage, choking, fear play, Voyeurism, BDSM???
WC: 15,3k
Notes: It's baaaaack!!!!! Idk why it disappeared but it's back 🤧
We were in the car, my best friend Bora and I, on our way to Jake's villa who had organized a Halloween party with all the high school alumni and some university students. He never missed an opportunity to throw an unforgettable party.
It had only been a year since we had become students and left high school.
_"He's going to fucking let us pass that damn security guard?" Bora lingered, hands on the wheel.
The car had stopped for almost five minutes in front of the gate, which was still closed. The security guard approached us and looked at us insistently.
_"Your names". He asked.
_"Bora and Y/N". Bora answered impatiently.
_"You want our IDs maybe". I said annoyed.
_"No need." He said, giving us a last look before opening the gate.
_"Tch, this old pervert just wanted to enjoy looking at our costumes." Bora rasped.
Bora had parked the car in the parking lot and we were checking ourselves one last time before leaving.
_"Why didn't you come with Yeonjun to the party?" Bora asked me.
_"We broke up."
_"What? After all the efforts you made to get back together with him, you broke up again?!"
_"This time I won't go back to him."
Yeonjun and I back in high school were the most popular couple. He, who was the leader of a music group and I the captain of the cheerleaders. We had a reputation, which until now is still with us. But since the incident, everything went to shit and so he dumped me.
That bastard...
_"Is it because of him?" Bora asked.
I knew very well who she was talking about.
I didn't answer and got out of the car.
Suddenly, Bora's gaze landed behind me and her expression changed to shock.
_"Speaking of the devil..."
I was about to turn around when she stopped me.
_"If I were you I would ignore him, let's go."
Although Bora warned me, I turned around anyway and was shocked by what I saw.
_"What the hell is Heeseung doing here? This is no place for creeps like him! How could Jake invite him?" I said out of state.
Lee Heeseung was our favorite target in high school. Quiet, always in the corner and with weird tastes. Our group had several targets, but Yeonjun really hated him more. But I have to admit, he had a face that could be easily punched. He had a detestable look.
But the Heeseung I saw there was not the one I knew. He was more muscular, taller, more imposing, and I don't know if it was his costume, but he scared me a little, he intimidated me.
He was in a black police officer's outfit, with a red contact lens over his left eye.
He turned his gaze towards us and a grin spread across his mouth. He walked in our direction and stopped in front of me, still smiling and with his eyes on me.
_"It's been a long time". He said
_"What are you doing here?" I said, trying to hide my intimidation by frowning.
He chuckled and ran his hand through his hair.
_"I was just invited."
_"Lies, how could a guy like you get invited by Jake?"
_"I see you're still in high school, but as you can see, times change and so do people". He said with an arrogant attitude.
What happened to the nerdy kid he used to be?
_"I guess I'll see you inside." He said before leaving.
I was shocked and angry. How dare he talk to me like that when he was kneeling at my feet less than a year ago?
_"Do you think he remembers what happened?" asked Bora.
_"Don't be silly, of course he remembers, it's because of us that he was kicked out of school." I said in a rage.
It was rather my fault.
The first time Yeonjun broke up with me, I wanted to annoyed him by making him jealous. And the best person to make him mad was Heeseung. I met Heeseung in the locker room and kissed him, what I didn't expect was the fact that he kissed me back even more intensely. That's when Yeonjun came in and beat him almost to death before Heeseung pulled a knife out of his pocket. When the principal heard this, he called the police and Heeseung was taken away by force.
I will always remember the look on his face and his bleeding nose.
It really was my fault.
A wave of guilt passed through me and then Bora patted me on the shoulder.
_"Ignore him, it's not like it's the end of the world. Let's just do what we did before and pretend he doesn't exist." Bora reassured me.
_"Yeah, you're right."
It was not him who was going to ruin my night, after all, he will always remain the petty creep that we were bulliying.
We had returned to the house which was beautifully decorated. Jake came to greet us with a drink in his hand.
_"The popular girls have finally arrived. He said with a huge smile on his face."
_"May I know what Heeseung is doing here?" I asked directly.
Our eyes landed on Heeseung who was a little further away with a group of people laughing.
_"I invited him here."
_"But he's a loser, and you yourself thought he was weird."
_"But now we get along pretty well, he's cool."
_"Well I'll leave you guys, have fun."
Jake went to join Heeseung.
Why was he surrounded by people who wouldn't have looked at him in high school? Why?
_"Why is he staring at you?" Bora said, holding her cup up to her mouth to mask her lips.
She was right, Heeseung's eyes had fallen me and he had yet to look away. There was recognition in his eyes, and I wondered what memory came up for him first. Was it me glancing at him in the halls while I was with Yeinjun? Or was it my face's inches from his own before we kissed?
With a sudden sharp pain in my chest, I wondered if he hated me. It's not like i cared gaining the liking of a weirdo like him, but...the way he was looking at me didn't feel hateful. He seemed curious, his eyes lingering over my face and then down, over my body. Of course he would stare. But somehow i still felt...guilty?
After all, I'd made-out with him and then immediately got back with the guy who'd been bullying him since freshman year. I'd tease him relentlessly, spread rumors about him, laughed at him. If that didn't make me look like an asshole, I didn't know what would.
_"This is so fucking weird," Bora whispered "Since when are they friends?"
I shrugged, trying not to linger on the topic. The more I thought about it, and the more I looked at Heeseung, the more awkward I felt. And "awkward" wasn't a normal feeling for me at all.
A round of beer pong had just ended, so Bora and I stepped up to challenge the winners. I had always been a competitive person, whenever category it was, i hated to lose. We sank the opposing team's cups quickly, taking them down within a few minutes and getting a nice time while we were at it. With the game over, I realized that a small crowd had gathered to watch us play. Heeseung was watching too. Watching me.
Again the fear that he hated me gripped my chest, but i couldn't warp my mind around why i cared. I hadn't see or thought of him in a year. Our kiss had faded up into the background of my memories, as had all our tense interactions, all my cruel words and haughty looks. It had faded until I saw him tonight.
All I'd done was kissing him.
And he kissed me back.
But why Heeseung, appart the fact that he was hated by Yeonjun? It was not because his quit, lifeless looks had always scared me, and things that scared me were irresistible. It was not because that shy, withdraw exterior I was sure there was a beast patiently lying . It hadn't been because his lips were unexpectedly soft, and when I'd kissed him he'd wrapped his hand around my throat, and my heart had fluttered for a second...
No, it was not because of any of that. At all. It was just petty high school shit that we were all better off forgetting.
_"Who's next?" Bora laughed, "Come on, who's the next challenger?"
_"I'll give it a go."
My heart dropped. Heeseung had stepped up. Now that he was closer, standing almost directly in front of me across the table, I could see that he'd become muscular since I'd last see him. He wasn't massif, but his biceps strained against the sleeves of his shirt and his chest was tight beneath the leather harness he wore. What was up with his harness anyways? Was it some kind of fetish thing?
_"Uh, sure okay," Bora sounded irritated "Who's your teammate?"
Heeseung shrugged.
_"Just me. Me against her." He pointed at me.
It was a struggle to keep my mouth from falling open. I hid my discomfort behind the best resting bitch face I could make.
_"Yeah, maybe you haven't noticed but we're playing in teams." I said slowly, sarcastically.
_"Aw, scared you'll lose if you play alone?" His voice was taunting and steady. He was almost cocky in the way he carried himself, his mannerism, his tone.
Dammit, he knew how to get to me.
I laughed.
_"Oh, no. More like I'll be bored with how easy beating you will be."
_"I take it you accept the challenge then," he said, bouncing the little white ball on the table, "I mean, it's an easy victory for you after all, right?"
My jaw clenched. I wanted to snap out something rude, but Jake interrupted us.
_"Woah, guys, if you're gonna go one versus one, let's make this a little more interesting!"
He came up to the table, sharpie in hand, and began to write on our cups. I glimpsed what it said: DARE.
_"Drink or dare!" He exclaimed. "Same rules except if you make it in one of your opponent's dare cups, they have the option to do your dare instead of lose the cup." He smiled slyly, "Any dare you want. No boundaries."
The crowd began to cheer, then chant; "Drink or dare! Drink or dare! Drink or dare!"
With that many eyes on me, I'd literally die if I'd loose.
_"Fine", I said, picking up my ball. "I hope you're ready to be humiliated, Heeseung. Oh wait...but you're already used to humiliation, aren't you?"
The crowd rippled with laughter. They knew exactly what I was talking about. They all knew. Heeseung may have managed to get on Jake's good side, but that didn't mean everyone had forgotten where he came from.
Heeseung just smiled as we went eye to eye.
_"So you remember my name. I'm flattered, Y/N. Miss Popular remembers who I am, oh wow!" His voice was dripping with sarcasm. He lined up his shot, and said;
_"I guess I was such a good kisser that you can't forget my name".
Less people knew about that. Far less. But I could have heard gasps and murmurs "Ooooh shit!" from those who knew. I winced, instantly irritated as my face grew hot. That grin of his was unnerving that I missed my cup and lost the eye to eye. I swore softly. I couldn't let him get under my skin.
_"So how's Yeonjun been, Y/N ?" Heeseung said as he lined up his first shot.
_"How would I know?", I said sharply. "We're not together."
_"Aww, too bad. Prom king and queen didn't get their happily-ever-after. What a sad world. Shocking, honestly".
His ball flew through the air and sunk, luckily not in a dare cup. I guzzled down the cheap beer and set the cup aside.
_"I was surprised to see you here, Heeseung", I said, taking aim. "I didn't know Jake was allowed to invite dogs."
More laughter, even from Heeseung. The longer we snapped back and forth, the more my heart raced.
_"Everyone likes dogs," he said, leaning down behind the cups so that as i aimed, i was forced to meet his eyes.
He was so damn distracting, and creepy, with that one red contact in. "And those who don't, well...only dumbasses kick a dog and expect not to get bit".
_"You're still carrying knives around?" I tried to sound condescending, but my voice shot up in pitch.
So serious. So damn serious. My hand shook, and the ball flew, made it in! A dare cup! I folded my arms victoriously.
_"So what's your dare, miss? he said, looking at the cup musingly. " I might just take it."
The crowd was throwing suggestions, then Bora leaned forward and whispered in my ears, and I smiled slyly.
_"I dare shove your head in the toilet, and flush it," I said sweetly.
His smile, that oh-so-cocky grin, faltered slightly.
_"You've had plenty of practice with that already, right?"
For a second, I thought he might actually do it. Instead, he downed the cup and set it aside. It still had the effect I wanted regardless: He would lost his cocky grin.
_"Oh Y/N," he shook his head. "Little Y/N. Don't you know that you're supposed to grow up after high school? We're all adults here."
He tossed the ball and made it in. A dare for me too.
_"But I guess some of us really did peak in high school."
_"What's your dare?" I snapped. there was no way I was losing this game. I would take whatever dare he gave me.
_"Kiss my boots."
People gasped, laughed, and whistled. Bora made an horrified noise behind me. I frowned.
_"So...what...just one little kiss?"
_"Oh, no no no," he chuckled, walking around the side of the table, so I could see him fully. "I dare you to get on your knees, get your face down to the ground, and kiss my boots for a whole minute."
The horror on my face brought back that cocky grin of his.
_"Or you can pussy out and drink."
_"Big words from someone who just refused his dare," I shot back. But he was unfazed.
_"Yes or no, Y/N," he said.
The crowd was invested, of course they wanted me to do it this perverted fucks. I tossed back my hair, determined not to let him see me sweat.
_"Fine, one minute."
Bora was muttering protests behind me but I could hardly hear them because the crowd was bursting into cheers. I walked around the table, heart pounding as Heeseung stood before me, arms folded. As i got closer, I remembered how tall he was.
I sunk to my knees in the grass, he looked over me like a creepy dead-eyed spectre. I glanced up, and Heeseung smirked down at me.
_"You look better on your knees, Y/N," he said softly, soft enough that I don't think someone else could have heard him over the music.
_"Enjoying your revenge?" I hissed.
He laughed.
_"It's just a dare, Y/N. It's a game."
It wasn't just a game. It was more than that. This was payback for every time I laughed at him. Payback for the kiss that had gotten him attacked and expelled.
I wasn't going to let him see me blush...but the heat in my face had become a wildfire, overtaking every inch of my skin. I lowered my head, bent low, ass up. My skirt hitched up, and the cold night air brushed against my cheeks. If I was going to get attention, I figured I'd be hot while I did it.
His boots were shiny. The leather was worn, with cracks and wrinkles around the ankle and where his laces were pulled tight. As I got closer I could smell the leather itself, the smell rushed in my nose and awakened something in me, a strange feeling I couldn't quite name.
I kissed the toe of his boot. The leather felt smooth under my lips. I kissed it again, then switched and kissed the other. One minute...sixty seconds...that would be quick...right? I touched my lips to them lightly, but even so, my lip gloss left the imprint of my kisses behind. The marks would remain there, likely for the rest of the night, a constant reminder of what I've done. The position I'd choose to put myself in was causing my tight thong to press even tighter against my intimate parts, and I was suddenly, horrifyingly aware that I was having a reaction to this that I hadn't expected.
I was getting wet. My pussy felt so warm it was as if she was blushing too. Shit! Shit! Shit! Surely it wouldn't show through my thong, but the thought that someone might see a damp spot when I was in this humiliating position made my blush go cold with horror.
Why was this turning me on?
I kissed up the toe, until I reached the curve of his ankle. I kissed there, too, where the leather was worn.
It was the longest minute of my life.
I've never done something so blatantly degrading. I had expected to feel my embarrassment settle in my stomach and leave me ill as hell. Instead, that feeling of embarrassment was turning into lust, and suddenly I was thinking about Heeseung pressing the sole of his boot down on my face. I was thinking of him crushing me into the grass, laughing at me, calling me a whore for daring to like it.
_"One minute!" Jake yelled out.
I got up, feeling dizzy, and turned away as quickly as I could. I didn't want to see Heeseung's smug, victorious face.
I went back to my side of the table, chin up, and tucked back my hair, trying to act as if nothing unusual had happened. Bora watching me, wide-eyed.
_"Was it that bad?" I said softly, taking her drink as she offered it and drinking the alcohol.
_"Well...I was uh..." she shrugged, brushing it off. "It was just a dare. But're really red."
I nodded quickly. Steadying my breath, I turned back to my opponent.
_"What the fuck are you smirking for?" I demanded.
Heeseung looked pleased. Far too pleased.
_"Was it worth not loosing the cup?" He said.
_"Of course it was. I don't plan to lose, Heeseung."
I sunk his cup and he drank again, but he'd claimed a victory and we both knew it.
We traded cups, back and forth. He did his next dare, taking a raw egg shot effortlessly when I'd hope to see him gag on it. He took more of mine, cups without dares, so I drank them down. I got 4 cups remaining.
_"Looks like you might be losing, Y/N," Heeseung chuckled, "Unless you really like doing dares."
_"I don't lose," I said with a fake sweet voice.
While I was distracted by his taunts, he bounced the ball and made it in. Two cups for one, both of them dares. I sighed, closing my eyes to mask my frustration.
_"Just give me the dare." I groaned
_"it's two cups," he said warningly. "you know it's going to be a hard one."
_"You don't scare me Heeseung."
A lie, he did scare me. With one red eye, that confident grin, and my kiss marks on his boots, he seemed like he held all the power. Even worse: every time I looked at him and found him staring me back, I felt a warm rush in my belly and tingles up my back.
He was turning me on. Just standing there, he was turning me on, and that scared me.
_"I like that thong you're wearing." He said musingly, pacing a little as if he was daydreaming.
My stomach twisted up into a knot.
_"I saw it while you were down on your knees. Real cute choice to wear under a short skirt."
I rolled my eyes. I wasn't ashamed of the crowd having seen my underwear; I'd always gotten enjoyment out of showing off, knowing they desired me but couldn't have me.
_"Take your thong off," he said. "And give it to me."
Cheers and whistles immediately sounded.
Girls from my old cheerleading squad were there, people I'd known for years. All waiting, watching and sipping their drinks.
I was not going to lose, not to Heeseung. I reached up under my skirt and yanked down my thong. As I did, I could feel my arousal clinging to the fabric. I glanced at them briefly, I noticed the there was a spot of wetness on the cloth that would betray all my prideful posturing the second he looked at it.
Phones were out, recording. This would be all over social media in the morning. But I put on my best sarcastic smile and twirled the panties around my finger.
_"Are these what you want, Heeseung?" I said. "Hmm?"
He held out his hand expectantly. So damn cocky, as if it was no surprise to him that I took the dare, no surprise that I was giving him exactly what he wanted without hesitation. I balled up the thong and threw it over, chucking it aggressively.
He caught it, smirked, and held it spread between two fingers.
_"Thank for the trophy."
_"You fucking perv," I tried to sound disgusted, but my voice came out too high and shaky to be convincing. To my horror, I saw Heeseung's eyes linger on the spot of dampness. As his gaze slid back up to me, there was fire in his eyes.
I expected him to announce it but he just shoved the thong into his pocket with a victorious smile.
_"Your turn," he said.
Every breath of wind kissed up under my skirt and slid over my pussy, cold ans shocking against my wet lips. Yes, wet. I tried not to think about it. I squeezed my legs together, worried that I was going to drip down my thighs. I was literally being degraded in front of friends and strangers, and I liked it.
Heeseung was certainly enjoying himself; I could see it all over his face. I wondered how long he'd thought about humiliating me, if he'd fantasized about me squirm, making my cheeks turn red and my voice shake. I wondered if it was turning him on too.
I took another of his cups, and he took two of mine. Jake declared the rules to be that if dare had already used to keep a cup, if the ball went again there wouldn't be a second dare. Since I'd already used my last dare to save two cups, those went off the table.
Heeseung's aim was annoyingly good. He got a third cup for me, and I clenched my fist as I waited for his dare. What else could he possibly ask of me?
He pulled my thong out of his pocket.
_"Take your next shot, with this in your mouth."
People were disgusted, intrigued or shocked. Their phones were still out. I snatched up the cup, chugged it down, and threw it furiously aside.
_"You can fuck yourself on that." I jabbed my finger at him. "Fuck you."
Heeseung chrugged, and tucked my underwear back into his pocket.
_"Relax Y/N, it's just part of the game."
I wanted to continue shouting at him, but I was losing and doing that would make me look even worse.
Imagining me stuffing my own panties in my mouth made me wet, maybe I was paranoid but I was certain that Heeseung could tell this was turning me on. The humor in his crooked smile tell this all.
I was down to only one cup. I took one of his, then another. People were shouting obscene dare suggestions, but I already knew what I wanted.
_"I dare you to give me back my thong." I said tightly.
He looked at me skeptically.
_"You sure you don't want to come up with something else?" he said.
_"No, I dare you to give it back."
He should be grateful that I gave him a weak dare. I couldn't bear standing there feeling so naked. It was too distracting to see the lace out of his pocket and there was no way I would give him the satisfaction of getting to take it home with him.
He drank. He drank the damn cup rather than giving me my fucking thong back, and my mouth dropped open.
_"Your turn." he said smiling at my shock. "You're gonna lose. Better get it over with." He added softer, but not less confident.
We were tied. I couldn't lose, not know! Not after all his smirking and smug looks. I carefully took my aim, shot...missed. I glanced back at Bora, and found her watching in horror, hand over her mouth. She thought I was going to lose.
And honestly I thought the same too.
Heeseung took aim. I needed my thong back, because I couldn't separate my legs without feeling the dampness of my arousal.
The ball flew over the air, and plopped effortlessly into the cup. I tried to concentrate, tried to take my time with careful aim...but then Heeseung reached down and toyed with the edge of my thong, caressing the fabric between his fingers. My aim was off, way off.
I'd lost.
I squeezed my eyes shut, holding back a growl of frustration. Drunken Jake picked Heeseung up in a hug, holding him like he won the Olympics. People gathered closer, congratulating his victory, holding up their phones. God dammit, I was screwed. My social standing had just been drop-kicked. I stomped off, and Bora quickly came by my side. I was ready to lose myself in a drunken stupor and forget this annoying game.
I turned back, jaw clenched. Heeseung was motioning me back.
_"You still have a dare, Y/N."
He was right: my final cup was a dare cup. But what kind of dare would he give me to potentially lose his victory? It would be horrible, I knew it. He would choose something I'd have to refuse.
_"Fine," I came back slowly to the table, arms folded. I didn't even want to hear it. "What is it?"
He paused before he answered, and I swear it was just to see me squirm. I tried to stay still, but my pussy was still slowly dripping, and I could feel it on my thighs. Just having him looking at me like if I were insignificant...made me want to curl myself back down onto my knees.
_"I'm going to give you another chance," he said. "If you make it, you win, instantly. But if you don't...and you have to be my slave for the rest of the night."
My heart was pounding, and I masked how intrigued I was with anger.
_"What the fuck is that supposed to mean? Your slave?"
_"You do whatever I order you to, for the rest of the night or until you go home. Any and every order, you do it. No avoiding me. If you agree, you stick by my side."
Fuck him and his stupid dare. Fuck this people that will ruin my social life and fuck my vagina for betraying me every step of the way and making me horny over all this. I had to refuse.
Something in me was telling me that if I accept and lose, I will like it. I could not let myself imagining this.
_"What happened to all that competitive spirit, Y/N?"
Heeseung pouted as I wrestled with myself.
_"Are you intimidated? A little scared of losing now?"
Fury, intrigue, and horniness were creating something inside of me that made my brain feel like my skin was on fire.
My hands were shacking. The only thing in focus was Heeseung. Heeseung with his one red eye, his cocky grin, and my lips marks on his boots. Heeseung, waiting and watching. Heeseung, knowing he'd won.
_"Come on, Y/N, just forget it." Bora swore up then called to me.
But I couldn't. Heeseung curled his finger at me, motioning to me as the next group of players crowded onto the table.
_"How's it feel to be a loser?" he said softly, as I came to his side, arms folded, refusing to meet his eyes. His words dug into me, that smooth condescending tone sliding over my skin. He'd gotten into me...
And the worst part was...I enjoyed it.
_"So. You're actually doing this?"
The next round of beer pong hd begun, crowding us away from the table.
Being Heeseung's slave? Obeying his every word? It sounded ridiculous.
But I was going to do it.
He looked uncertain, even a little annoyed, as if he was shocked that I was lingering. I shrugged, as if the answer should have been obvious.
_"Uh, yeah? You dare me. What am I going to do? Laugh it off?"
_"That's what I would expect from you, yeah."
There was a note of bitterness in his tone, but he chuckled softly and it disappeared.
_"You really think you're going to spend the night doing everything I tell you? Seriously?"
I gave him an irritated, wide-eyed expression.
_"Again...yeah? Unless you were just making it up to fuck with me. If you can't handle me, i'll gladly-"
_"No, no," he shook his head, and his smirk seemed to became darker. Hungrier.
_"I can handle you."
My stomach twisted weirdly at his words. Something about it excited me. It sounded like a threat.
_"I'm more concerned if you can handle it. I don't think you realize what you're in for."
I stepped up to him, my face inches away from his, chests almost touching. I had to crane my neck back to look at him.
_"I'm not afraid of you, Lee Heeseung. Whatever you've got..."
My eyes dragged slowly to his body, and backup again.
_"I can take it."
His smile didn't waver. Despite what I'd said, I felt tiny, sudden jab of fear. That kind of fear you experience before watching an horror movie or walking into a haunted house. It was a thrill, a rush, a hint of adrenaline straight to my veins.
_"If you say so, Y/N," he said softly. "But you might be looking for mercy sooner than you think."
He stepped back, and I was finally able to breath.
_"Follow me then."
Heeseung went a little bit farther, I stepped to follow him but Bora stopped me.
_"Let's bail, we just need to go home..."
_"I'm not bailing."
_"You're not bailing? What the heck? What's your problem? Y/N you're crazy, why would you..."
My heart stuttered. Heeseung had paused outside the back door. He snapped his fingers, and pointed to the ground at his feet.
_"Come. Now."
I glanced back at Bora.
_"Y/N," she said tensely. "Are you really?"
_"Sorry Bora, but I just..."
Am I really gonna let this weirdo treat me like a dog?
That's what my normal self would have thought right now.
But...The self me that is taking the leads now was telling me something different. Heeseung's condescending tone sounded hot, and his confidence was sexy, and that running to obey his summoning would feel so good.
_"Just give me a minute okay?"
I squeezed Bora's arm apologetically, then turned and walked towards Heeseung. I could see something twitch in his jaw with every slow step I took.
I was annoying him. Good.
I folded my arms, trying to match his irritation in my expression.
_"Yeah? What?"
He pointed down again, with a slow sigh.
_"My shoelace. Tie it."
Yeah, they were undone.
_"Your shoelace, really? What are you, five?"
But I knelt and I tied his bootlace for him. I hurried to get back up, ready to throw other insults to him, but his hands on my shoulder shoved me back down.
_"Being a brat doesn't change that you're still obeying me," he said softly, leaning down to bring his face close to mine. "Acting like a goddamn chore for you doesn't change that you're still doing it."
He smiled wickedly.
_"Pretending you don't like this won't make it go away. Keep it up, and you'll only manage to earn yourself a good attitude adjustment."
_"Attitude...Attitude adjustment? What the hell..."
_"Keep it up and find it out," he straightened, taking his hand from my shoulder, and I scrambled to my feet. "And from now on, when I give you an order, you respond with "yes, Master," understand?"
It took a great deal of self-control not to roll my eyes at him again.
_"You're really pushing it..." I growled.
Then, when I saw his eyebrow twitch, I added sarcastically, "Master."
_"Keep it up. I know you need some discipline in your life. You'll earn it soon enough."
Discipline...what the heck?! I wasn't sure what he meant by that, but I was suddenly determined to find out.
Heeseung got swept into a conversation with some friends of his, and I stood awkwardly behind him, pretending I wasn't really with him.
Bora rejoined us, but this time, with Heeseung's back turned, she seized my arm and dragged me into the kitchen.
_"Okay, literally what the hell are you doing?" she said. "You don't have to do that goddamn dare, Y/N. Like...I will fight him-"
_"No Bora, it's okay...Just enjoy the party, okay? You could-"
_"Wait wait wait, hold on," her frown deepened. "Are you...into it this? Because there's nothing stopping you to bail. He can't force you to do this but you..."
She wrinkled her nose.
_"Girl, if it's some weird fantasy thing...Look, I knew you were lying when you said you weren't into him. You made out with him. You were into him, okay? And that's fine. But just like..."
She lowered her voice, as if anyone could even hear us.
_"If you're trying to get with him you have to let me know. Like I think it's really weird, but...I'm not gonna cock block you."
I looked at her, mouth opened, wide-eyed.
I wasn't into Lee Heeseung, that was ridiculous, that was...
_"You don't have to worry about me, okay? I'm just...I'm gonna try this...dare thing..."
Bora rolled her eyes.
_"Dare thing? You mean you're going to try the being-his-slave thing? That's like...super kinky, ya know?"
I knew it was. Our interaction was built with teasing words, taunting and humiliation with a hint of sexual tension...A big sexual tension...
Our hatred toward each other was filling up that sexual tension. I wanted to explore more of it.
_"Yeah, it''s weird," I said. "I know. I can't really explain it."
_"No worries girl. I'll keep an eye out text me if you need me, okay?"
She hugged me before she walked away. I slipped back to the other room, but not before Heeseung noticed my absence. His eyes were scanning around the room, and locked on me the moment they found me.
_"Sorry," I stepped up beside him taking a long sip of my drink. "I had to go pee."
_"In the kitchen?" he said dryly. "I think you're done with that."
_"Um, excuse me?" I glared at him in disbelief as he pulled my drink out of my hands, took a small sip, and tossed it in the trash. "What the fuck? I wasn't finished-"
_"You're finished because I say you're finished," he said softly, leaning nearer to me so I could hear him above the music. "I don't want you getting drunk, Y/N."
_"What the fuck," I stomped my foot. "Are you just trying to ruin the night for me? I can't wander around, I can't drink. Are you trying to be a dick to me?"
_"Aww, is poor Y/N bored?" He gave my chin a little bump with his knuckle. "Go get me a beer then."
_"Fuck you!" I flipped my hair over my shoulder and stomped my feet as I took two steps back toward the kitchen, before he stopped me.
I glared back at him.
_"What, Heeseung?"
I blinked rapidly.
_"I'm sorry, I must have misheard you. What?"
A slow, pleased smile spread across his face.
_"You heard me just fine. Crawl. Crawl into the kitchen, get my beer, and crawl back. And remember you goddamn manners."
He couldn't be serious. He really thought I will front of all this people. His words from earlier echoed in my head. If I disobeyed, would I earn that discipline he mentioned?
He leaned against the wall behind him, calm, straight-faced.
_"I'm waiting. I'm awfully thirsty."
I marched back at him and jabbed my finger against his chest..his hard, surprisingly muscular chest.
_"You're crazy if you think I'm gonna crawl through this goddamn party and to get you a goddamn beer, in front of all this goddamn people-"
He caught my wrist, stopping my angry jabbing.
_"Now, Y/N. You're making a scene. You're making more people watch you. You should obey for the sake of you reputation."
_"I'm not going to obey you, asshole-"
_"Then why are you still here? I thought you could handle it?"
His grip on my wrist was loose. I could feel the roughness on his fingers. I could even smell him: he was sweet, like a cigar mixed with a masculine cologne that was fresh and musky.
It made me want to get closer to him, but I couldn't give away how intrigued I was. I couldn't seem too eager.
_"I can handle it just fine," I muttered.
_"Oh, is that so?" He said his eyes narrowing.
He was still so calm.
_"I can't force you to do anything Y/N. You can easily walk away, especially since you're so angry about this orders.'re not walking away. You're standing here, arguing with me, trying to make me change my mind. You're going to do it, Y/N. You're going to obey, because you want to, no matter how much you try to hide it. Go - crawl and get me my beer."
I grit my teeth, hands balls into a fists. Something squirmed inside me, a frightening and unexpected thing. It was that tingling pleasure, the joy of being put in my place, the excitement of finding all my struggling to be absolutely useless.
I didn't want to leave. I didn't want to walk away. I knew I wanted it. I knew it was going to hurt. I just had to do it.
I'd obey. Of course I'd obey.
I got a little close to his face. Close enough that, for a moment, my breath stuttered in my chest. But my voice was steady.
_"So sorry about my manners, Master. I'll go get your beer at once, Master."
Sarcasm dripped from my voice. I couldn't help it.
_"Oh, yeah, and fuck you, Master."
With my jaw clenched, I dropped to my knees, then placed my palms against the floor. My stomach knotted up and my pussy clenched, my arousal basking in the humiliation.
_"Hurry up."
Consequences...discipline...I knew something had to be coming. I'd pushed and pushed, determined to see Heeseung reach the edge of his patience. There was beast in him, beyond the calm; it was vicious and dangerous. I'd seen it the day he gotten expelled, when he pulled that knife on Yeonjun. That was the beast I wanted, that was the Heeseung I had to experience.
I reached the cooler and knelt next to it. I pulled out a beer, the bottle was cold.
How the hell was I supposed to crawl and carry this beer?
_"Fuck this." I whispered, and stood up.
I snatched a bottle opener, popped the cap, and took a long sip.
He would punish me for this. No doubt about that. I was about to found out about this "discipline".
Chills had gone over my arms at the thought. My pussy was one thing horny betraying bitch! But now my brain was turning against me. I walked back to Heeseung on my own two feet, instead of crawling .
_"I thought I gave you an order? Y/N."
A smile playing around his mouth as I walked up beside him.
_"Found your feet awfully quick."
I'd taken another swig of the beer. But as he scoled me, I smiled, brought the bottle back to my lips, and spat the mouthful of beer back in. Then I shoved it into his hands.
_"Oh right, sorry. I forgot about the no-drinking thing. Forgot about crawling to." I shrugged. "Sorry 'bout that...I guess..."
Heeseung's smile seemed frozen on his face. It was unnerving, and suddenly I wondered if this was really a good idea. How could he tolerate this from me? Would he just walk away, calling the thing off? Or could he actually handle me, as he'd claimed?
Heeseung took a sip of beer and my stomach turned. I've spitted in that bottle and it didn't even phase him.
_"Oh, Y/N. I get it. I do. And don't worry: this will get handled properly."
I frowned in confusion.
_"What...What do you get? What do you mean handled...?"
_"This bratty behavior over every little order can't continue," he said, almost sadly. "Trust me, it's funny as hell to watch you struggle with yourself and try to save your pride be cursing and acting angry but..." He shrugged. "But it really defeats the purpose of the game. I need to see better obedience from you and, well..I think there's only one way to get it."
I lowered my voice suddenly self-conscious.
_"Look, I'm sorry...okay? I'm sorry. Doing this is weird and-"
_"You're doing it willingly, Y/N," he said gently. "I'm not going to accept any of the excuses you come up with for being such a brat. I won't tolerate this behavior."
He said it so sweetly but my heart pound. He really meant it. He was actually going to punish me for this. I wanted this. I was going to let him punish me.
_"I need you to be a good, obedient girl for me," he said, as my eyes grew wider and my heart thumped harder. "That was the deal you agreed to. I think you want to be good for me, Y/N." He reached out, and his fingers brushed softly, slowly, long my chin. His touch was cool, and goosebumps prickled up my back.
This was it: the exact thing I'd wanted...feared...hoped for? Was I really going to let freakshow Lee Heeseung punish me?
_"You don't know that," I whispered. "You don't know anything about me...maybe I just like being a bitch to you. Maybe I..."
His touch turned into a grip. He held my chin, and tipped my face up slightly. His gaze felt like fingers probing deep inside me.
_"I know enough, Y/N. I know you're so careful with how everyone perceives you. I know you don't like to let that better-than-you mask slip for even a second. I know you'll keep it up even if it means denying yourself something you want, if that something happens to not fit the cool social norm."
I viciously bit down on the inside of my cheek. The fact that he was right stopped me from hissing at him every insults I would know.
_"So, Y/N, for your own sake, I have to rip away that mask of yours. The best way to do that..." He leaned even closer, turning my head slightly to the side so he could whisper in my ear. "Is to punish you until your silly pride doesn't matter anymore. The best to make you cry."
I folded my arms, realizing my lower lip was pouting, and when I spoke, my voice came out as a whining, weak protest.
_"I don't need to be punished. That's stupid."
_"It's exactly what you need, Y/N. What's even better is that as much as you're dreading it right now, you're still going to follow me."
He released my chin, chuckling.
_"You're going to follow and accept your punishment like a good girl, aren't you?"
He turned his back, and wandered his way down the hall. I stood there, frozen in my hesitation.
He was right. Following won out.
The entertainment room occupied a large proportion of the house, but tonight the lights were off and the door was barely ajar. There was a massive TV on the wall, playing some horror movie. A girl fled from a masked killer through a empty neighborhood. The room was isolated, dark and currently empty. We had the room for ourselves, and Heeseung shut the door behind us.
Heeseung sat down on the couch, right in the middle, spreading his arms cross the back.
_"Good slaves don't sit on the furniture, Y/N," he said, as I turned away from the TV.
There was still a smile lurking behind his serious expression. He was enjoying every second of humiliating me.
_"Where the hell do you expect me to sit then?"
_"On the floor, on your knees, at my feet. Like a good submissive dog."
I closed my eyes slowly. At least there was nobody here. I knelt, and crawled at his feet, facing him. He smiled.
_"So much better, Y/N. Doesn't that feel good? Just letting go, accepting the embarrassment? It's one of my favorite thing to see..."
He watched me in silence for a few moment, likely waiting to see if I had anymore cursing for him, but I bit my tongue.
_"Should I make you kiss my boots again? Hm? Since you're down there already..."
_"Please dont," the words slipped out in a whisper.
I regret letting Heeseung hear this tone of voice. He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, so close I could smell the mint on his breath.
_"Please?" he mocked. "Begging already, Y/N?"
His eyes searched over my face. It was difficult to see that one red contact up close. It was creepy, like seing a shadow in the background of a family photo that wasn't supposed to be there.
_"Such a silly girl. Why are you down there, on your knees, begging for me to order you to embarrass yourself?"
_"I don't know." I said softly
But I did know: I liked feeling as if I had no choice. I liked that I had an excuse to let go of my pride and do the filthy, degrading things that made my pussy clenched. I couldn't resist diving deeper, I couldn't resist getting more of that feeling.
Giving Lee Heeseung that power over me...maybe it was karma for what an asshole I've been to him.
_"You don't know, Y/N," Heeseung said calmly. "You know there's the surface level reasons: you accepted my dare, you acted like a disobedient little brat, and know you have to be put in your place. But you know the deeper reasons too." He smiled sadistically. "I'd hate to deprive you of something you enjoy, even if it scares you. Get your head down, angel. Left boot only. Kiss it. Clean it with your tongue."
_"Please." I whispered again. Tighter this time, more desperate. He just laughed.
_"You're going to do exactly as I say," he said softly. "No matter how much you whine and cry about it, you're going to do it, Y/N."
_"I'm not crying."
The idea of crying and breaking down in front of him sounded delicious. The idea of begging, sobbing uncontrollably, only to have to give in and accept it in the end. I wanted to imagine him forcing me, that there would be consequences for refusal. The fantasy of it really took me over like a high.
Heeseung leaned back in his seat again, calm, collected, waiting.
_"Obey me, angel. Get your head down and let me see those pretty wings of yours."
An actual whimper came out of my throat. I looked down at the boots I'd been commanded to put my mouth on once again. I dare one last look up at Heeseung. He was smiling as he watched me.
_"Do it," he said. "This is what you get for being the brat you are. You'll learn.
I let the the roughness of his tight laces brush my lips. I pressed my lips to the leather, lingering there now that I no longer had all the eyes of a crowd on me.
Heat rushed between my legs, my arousal intensifying as I placed my kisses lower. I pressed my forehead against his ankle as I kissed.
There was a tap on my head, something pressing me down and keeping me there. Within moments, I recognized the textured feeling of a boot sole, and realized Heeseung had pressed his opposite foot on top of my head. I felt him shift, and knew he had leaned forward again by the nearness of his voice.
_"Use your tongue. Get it clean."
I didn't wanted to say no, I just wanted to beg. But I couldn't manage any words with my face pressed down on his boot.
Obediently, I stuck out my tongue and tranced it along the leather. I licked around, above the sole, over my lipstick mark, up beside his laces. I savored every inch. I felt on fire, alive and vile.
_"Head up."
His opposite foot no longer held me down. I raised my head. Still on my knees, I stared him and waited.
He held out the beer bottle. My mouth was dry, and reached for it eagerly, only to have him pulling it back.
_"No hands."
I put my hands down slowly, uncertainly.
_"Open your mouth, angel."
I didn't even hesitate to obey. He filled his mouth with beer, filled it, but didn't swallow. He leaned forward...I knew what will happen next. I didn't back away, I didn't close my mouth.
He leaned close, so close our lips nearly touched.
He spit the beer into my mouth, all of it, not spilling a drop. It tasted like him. The same as I remembered. My arousal dripped as I gulped it down.
_"That's much better, angel," Heeseung said. "If only you were this obedient all along, I wouldn't have to punish you."
I was going to leave a wet spot on the carpet. I was too turned on, too humiliated, too desperate.
_"Give my thong back," I said quickly. "Please"
He frowned, still close.
_"Just give it back," I hissed.
_"I'm gonna need a reason, Y/N." Heeseung said calmly.
I clenched my fists. I wanted to slap him, to whine at him, pathetic begging. How had he managed to reduce me to this?"
_"I...I'm..." The words garbled up in my throat.
Heeseung's fingers wrapped around my chin, forcing my gaze up.
_"I'm wet and I'm afraid I'm going to drip on the carpet, okay?"
_"Is that so?"
The smile that spread across his face only made it worse.
_"Oh, Y/N. Poor little angel. I've made a sinner out of you. Enjoying your punishment even worse," he said, his voice mockingly sad. "I can't have you enjoying yourself that much." He patted his lap. "Come here."
My eyes widened. Here it was, the moment I'd dreaded an desired. Heeseung spanking me...His red eye seemed to glow. I crawled up onto his lap, my back to him. His hands gripped my hips and leaned forward, pressed against my back, and said softly in my ear;
_"Do you know what a safeword is?"
_"Yes." I gulped
_"Your's is red. Call it if need to. Although, now that I'm seeing how much of much of a masochist you are, I don't think you'll be calling it. You know what you deserve."
_"I'm not a masochist." I hissed.
The wetness between my legs was getting worse as my fear over my punishment intensified. I'd get a wet spot on his pants. I tried to squeeze my legs together, but it didn't make a difference since I was straddling his laps. As I moved, I felt the harness in his crotch and frozen. He was enjoying this, really enjoying it...god, he felt big.
_"You've been a bad girl, Y/N," he whispered harshly. "A very bad girl. You deserve all that is happening to you."
I held my breath so I wouldn't start gasping. The heat in my pussy felt unreal. Before I truly realized what I was doing, I pressed myself against his crotch, so that his hard dick made contact with my aching clit and I moved against him. Heeseung's hand gripped into my hair.
_"Naughty angel. Very naughty. You think that's what you deserve right know?" He pulled me back, his mouth close against my ear.
_"You deserve to have your clit aching all night. You deserve to have duct tape slapped over it so you can't touch while I crush your pretty little pussy under my boot."
The sound that came out of me was somewhere between a sob and a groan.
_"But we'll get to that, won't we, angel?
He pressed me forward. Then further...further.
_"Bend over. Head down to the ground."
With my torso and face dangling off the couch, he forced me to put my legs up so that my thighs straddled his lap and all my intimate parts were bared, open and spread for him. He moved my feet behind him, crossing my ankles and leaning back, so I was effectively locked into position.
_"You're so wet ."
His hands squeezed my thighs, his rough palms moving higher until his thumbs fit right beneath the curve of my ass. I was completely melting in his hands. I was craving his touch, his grip. I started to shake.
_"Feeling a little scared now?" He murmured as my legs shook. "You'll be more afraid in a moment, you know. But it's alright: the door is shut, and the music out there is so loud that you can scream and cry as you want."
_"Fuck you," I hissed.
The words weren't angry...they were desperate, needy, filled with desire.
_"Please Heeseung, don't...don't..."
_"Don't what?" he chuckled. "Don't punish you? Hmm? Is that it? My naughty little angel doesn't want to be punished?" His voice suddenly became serious. "if you don't want this say so, now. Right now. you're safe to do that. I promise you."
_"I want it." My voice cracked, but I had to be honest. "I'll use my safeword, if I need to, but I...I want it."
He squeezed my ass.
_"Such cute little ass. It'll look even cuter with bruises."
The final scene in the movie had begun. The woman ran through the empty hall, looking back terrified by the killer who was chasing her. He would catch her...they always did.
Heeseung's palm slapped across my ass with a crack loud enough to be heard over the screaming coming from the screen. I sucked in my breath, the held it through the next swat, and the next, and the next...but the fifth... Goddamn it! Heeseung was determined to break me. My skin was burning. His sixth smack made me shriek and wiggle my feet.
_"It's okay to struggle, angel. Struggle all you need to, you won't get away." His voice was soft and soothing.
Smack, smack, smack! I was wiggling in earnest now, grinding over his lap. My clit kept rubbing against his jeans, and the tangled of pain and pleasure made me moan. Heeseung moved his legs, and I felt that pressure on the back of my head again. He've slid one leg over my back and pressed his boot onto me, forcing my face against the carpet and holding me pinned.
_"Doesn't it feel better to be restrained?" he said over the brutally loud sound of the swats.
I gave a long low cry, the pain and my nearly unbearable humiliation winning out over my pride. I had no way to escape, I had no choice but to submit and accept the pain. I was getting wetter from this. My clit was pulsating with need, my nerves on fire.
I wanted him to touch me desperately. But the pain made me realize that the only contact we've made so far was from him spanking the death out of me.
_"Please, stop, stop, stop, stop, I'm sorry, please, Heeseung, I'm sorry."
_"Are you really?"
The swats paused.
_"Yes! i'm sorry! I won't talk back anymore!"
_"You'll be a good angel? You'll obey?"
_"Yes," I groaned. "I'll obey, Master."
_"That's better."
His boot slowly moved off my head.
_"Give those boots a kiss while you're down there. Show me how thankful you are for you discipline, angel."
I kissed one boot, and then the other. Heeseung helped me sit up, slowly and eased me back onto his lap despite my ass stinging as it made contact with his jeans. I settled against his chest, the buckles of his harness cold against my back. For a moment, all I wanted to do was lay there close to him, feeling his harness cold against my back and the heartbeats from his chest. His arms encircled me in an embrace - soothing but not demanding. When I settled into it with a heavy, trembling sigh, his hold tightened. Heeseung's fingers traced circles on my arm.
_"Are you alright?" he murmured.
I nodded.
_"I can't believe actually..."
_"I can't believe you let me," he said softly.
I sat up, enough so that I could look back at him. He wiped a rogue tear from my eye before it could fall, and I leaned into his hand. Lee Heeseung - weirdo, freakshow Lee Heeseung. He made me feel safe and terrified, protected and violated, all at once. But it wasn't only that.
In that moment, I wanted nothing more than to get in his pants.
_"Are you going to be a good girl from now on then?" he said, taking my chin in his hands. "No more sass?"
I smiled.
_"I can't promise no sass. But...I'll try to be good."
_"Sliding into your old ways so soon?" he chuckled. "It's been two minutes and now you'll only try to be good?"
_"Being good is hard for a bad girl," I said. I traced my fingers up his chest. "But you know...It may help me...If you fucked me."
His calm expression was rattled by his surprise. Heeseung smiled slowly, as if I've said something silly. He squeezed my cheeks and gave my face a shake.
_"Oh, Y/N, I can't make it that easy for you, now can I? That's no fun. I like watching you struggle."
_"Of course it will be fun! Just a quickie-"
_"No, angel." His voice was firm. "Not yet. When I fuck you - if I do - it won't be some quick fuck on a couch. I'll make you scream."
I didn't dare doubt what he was capable of, and I wanted him even more. I wasn't used to not getting what I wanted.
_"Please, Master. Come on."
I moved my hips, making smooth circles, and felt his dick twist against me.
Heeseung reached around and gripped my hair.
_"When I say no," his voice was low and threatening. "It means no. Understand?"
_"yes, Master," my response was quick. As horny as it had made me, I didn't want to get spanked again.
_"You're going to be patient for me," he said, holding my head in such a way that I couldn't look away from his gaze. "You're going to suffer through that wet pussy of yours and wait. And every time I order you to do something, it'll feel a little worse. You'll just have to take it."
He stood up suddenly, dragging me with him, holding me close against his chest with his hand still tangled in my hair. Looking up at him like that made me quiver, yet somehow, in total disregard for self-preservation, I whimpered,
_"That's not fair."
He raised up an eyebrow, and said slowly.
_"Not fair? Not fair, angel?"
_"Well...I can't just..." I gulped
_"I can't just what?"
His grip on the back of my hair tightened, tugging me down, forcing me back to my knees as he leaned over.
_"I can do whatever I want, angel. I can make you suffer all night and never give you release. I can spank you again just because I like hearing you scream and you do sound so pretty when you scream."
I didn't want another spanking when my skin was already so burnt.
_"I'll call my safety word then," I whimpered.
_"Your safety word means that this stops, angel. That's what it's for. It's not a way to get what you want, it's a way to keep you safe."
_"You're so mean."
He grinned, and kissed my forehead.
_"Oh, angel. You have no idea."
I'd know it would be a torture. But god, I wasn't prepared for just how awful it was to be horny with no hope of relief.
I followed Heeseung around the house. Walking felt so awkward, between my stinging butt and overwhelming arousal, and still without my panties, I was in constant fear that someone was going to get a peak under my skirt.
How could he stand to wait? Spanking me had turning him on but I guess sex wasn't the thing that turned him on, but it's more the fact that I suffered. That was terrifying.
I began to plot a desperate escape to the bathroom, where I could satisfy myself and maybe he wouldn't notice.
Midnight was approaching. Heeseung and I were easily the most sober people there.
My heart plummeted into my stomach. Cold dread shot through my veins. Without realizing it, I squished myself tightly against Heeseung's side.
_"What's up?" he said, glancing back in the way I was staring. "What's wrong?"
_"Zombies," I hissed. "There's fucking zombies."
Two men were talking across the yard, beers in their hands, laughing and shoving one another.
I quickly turned away from staring at them.
_"Let's go inside," I said quickly.
But Heeseung had spotted the approaching zombies and recognition lit up his face.
_"I know those guys," he said. "Hey Jay, Sunghoon!"
_"Don't fucking call them!"
I gripped his arm in absolute horror.
_"Nope, no, no..."
Heeseung gripped my arm, preventing me from running away in the house.
_"Are you..." He laughed, as in disbelief. "Are you actually scared of zombies?"
_"Yes!" I whispered. "They're fucking creepy and gross and - oh my god"
They were right there, enfolding Heeseung in a giant hug. The only thing I could focus on was the paint on their faces... Ugh gross.
_"Hey, hi, I'm Jay," he extended his hand. "You okay? You look a little, uh..."
_"She afraid of zombies," Heeseung said, sounding so amused I wanted to slap him. "She's my slave for the night."
_"Don't fucking say that."
_"Well done, my man."
_"Aren't you Y/N?" he said. "You are a cheerleader?"
_"Let me introduce you properly." Heeseung said, hooking his arm around my waist and dragging me up alongside him.
_"This is Jay and Sunghoon."
_"Cool, hi, yeah, nice to meet you." I muttered, forcing a smile.
Now that I could see them more closer, I could see under their make up how attractive they were. But still, they still look like fucking zombies. I'm scared as fuck.
_"She's shaking!" Sunghoon laughed. "It's just paint, girl! We're not gonna eat you."
_"Or maybe we will," Jay snapped his teeth, and I gripped Heeseung's hand.
_"I'm just cold..." I muttered.
If I stay here and forget my fear for zombies maybe Heeseung will reward me...
_"Don't worry about scaring her, boys," Heeseung said, giving me a little squeeze. "It's a good training for her."
_"Is she from the club?" Sunghoon asked.
_"No, she's a newbie. Remember Yeonjun, from high school? She was his girlfriend."
_"Yeah, yeah, I thought so," Sunghoon was nodding. "Who knew Miss Popular would be into that kinky shit."
_"She's learning," Heeseung smiled in the face of my glare.
_"Heeseung...can't we...can't we just..."
_"Don't you know it's rude to whisper around friends?" Heeseung said with a hint of enjoyment. "Can't we just what? Go inside so you can get fucked?"
I must have go red from head to toe. My eyes went back and forth between the zombies as they laughed. But they didn't seemed confused by the situation. I guess they're used to it...used to Heeseung's thing...Maybe I'm not the first one to do this with him...Is that jealousy that I'm feeling right now?
_"Let's just go back inside," I whined. "Please've made me wait long enough."
_"You know better, angel," he warned. "This is on my time, not yours. And you're neglecting to properly address me."
How would I call him like that in front of his friends? This was too embarrassing.
_"Gotta use the restroom," I muttered as I backed off from his arm. "I'll be right back."
I expected him to stop me but he just looked at me.
_"Don't take too long."
As I hurried away, I heard him saying to his friend;
_"She a bratty one, guys. Only one good way to tame her."
The restroom was occupied, so I waited outside until a drunk girl went out and let me enter the restroom. A line had formed behind me so I knew I had to be quick. Finally alone, I looked at my ass in the mirror, they were really red.
I leaned against the wall in front of me and slipped my hand beneath my skirt. My fingers slid over my clit and I rubbed quickly, furiously. I needed to hurry, people were still waiting outside. I bit my lips to keep quit, thinking of Heeseung's hands on my ass.
A harsh knock pounded on the door and I gasped out.
_"Hold on...Just minute..."
I was so close...My fingers were slick, and I closed my eyes. More pounding at the door, damnit...
I imagined Heeseung bending me over, holding me tight under his arms, smacking me until I'd cry.
More knocking. it was angrier, insistent. I couldn't cum like this. With a growl of frustration, I tugged down my skirt, yanked open the door.
_"I'm done, okay, you don't have to be such an asshole..."
Heeseung shoved me back into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. He grabbed me, gripping my arms, and pressed me back against the wall. I was terribly aware of the stickiness of my arousal on my fingers.
He looked over me, as if he wanted to eat me alive.
_"What do you think you're doing, angel?"
He grabbed my wrist, pulling up my hand.
_"What's all this on your fingers, hm? Dis you think you could just sneak off and do something so naugthy?"
_" were people waiting out there..."
_"Not anymore," he smiled. "It's big house, there's other bathrooms they can use. I pointed them the way. We need a little time the ourselves."
_"Are you going to hurt me?"
_"Oh yes. More than you can imagine. Do you remember your safe word?"
_"Yes." I whispered.
_"if I cross a line you better use it. Do you understand?"
I nodded again. My pussy clenched and I whined, squeezing my legs together.
_"Time to another lesson, Y/N," Heeseung said, looking me up and down. "It was only a couple hours ago that you were getting that cute little ass of yours beat. Did you forget what that feels already?"
He released my arms and reached out to squeeze my ass.
_"I didn't forget!"
His hold on my ass pulled me close against him, and I pressed closer.
_"You make it so difficult to obey! And you didn't tell me not to touch myself!"
_"You little brat," he chuckled. "I told you I wanted to see you suffer. You don't get to take that pleasure away from me. I really wish I had a paddle with me..."
I was shaking. He owned a paddle...he owned instruments to inflict pain and humiliation. He was such a freak.
And god, I loved it. I wished he had his paddle with him too.
_"Come on...Heeseung...if you just let me..."
_"I don't bargain for good behavior, angel. Don't you know how long I've wanted to do this? Do you have any idea how good it feels to punish the girl who always laughed at me? Getting to watch you whine and complain and get so red...but still do everything I say? It's too good."
_"You're jerk," I whimpered. "I wanted it so bad, Heeseung..."
_"What?" he said softly. "What do you want?"
_"I want you! I just want to fuck you, you've got me so fucking turned on I can't stand it, it's going to drive me crazy! Please don't make me keep waiting, just...just fuck me!"
I was cringing inside my, but I couldn't help it. Heeseung was chuckling, then laughing aloud.
_"Oh, poor girl. You're gonna get fucked, trust me. Soon enough you'll be fucked so hard you wouldn't be able to walk straight for a week. But first..."
He pulled something out of his pocket.
_"Do you still want this back?"
_"Yes please?" I said with small voice.
_"Then, put them in your mouth, face the wall and bend over." He said with a gentle voice.
I opened my mouth. He pressed the thong into my mouth. I closed my mouth just enough to keep it inside. I met his eyes for a moment before I slowly turned, bent at the waist,and clutched my ankles.
_"Spread your legs," he said. "I want you exposed. All of you."
I shuffled my feet apart. My legs began to tremble as I was waiting for a reaction from him.
_"Spread more."
I did as he said. The position was difficult to hold, even more with me heels. I had my wet pussy exposed and still dripping my arousal. This position was so humiliating...I loved it.
I heard his breath change, it might have been a gasp, or perhaps a soft laugh.
_"It's so pathetic how needy you are. Running away to touch yourself in the bathroom."
I couldn't respond to his taunt because of my thong in my mouth. That was frustrating.
Heeseung squatted down, staring at me where my head hung down between my legs.
He smiled...a sadistic, wolfish grin.
_"Look at you know. And you dare said to me, that I was the freak?"
His gaze shifted, he was staring at my pussy.
_"You can't expect to be rewarded when you're still acting like a brat, right? You can't even follow correctly my orders..." He murmured.
The urge to spit out my thong was growing, but the discomfort felt right. I need to obey him if I want to have my reward.
_"Y/N look at me."
I gazed at him, upside-down between my spread legs.
_"Finger yourself," he said softly. "One finger only. Slowly."
With one finger, slowly, I pressed inside my pussy. Only one finger wasn't enough, but the stimulation made my breath shudder. I closed my eyes, unable to look at him as he watched me.
_"Fuck yourself. Come on. In and out."
I slid my finger out, then slowly all the way back in. Again and again. I could feel the weight of his gaze on me even with my eyes closed. I was getting wetter. My clit felt swollen with need. I moved my over hand between my legs, and rubbed my fingers around my clit, sending shocks of stimulation through my trembling legs. Drool dripped down my chin as I moaned, putting my head against the wall so I could keep my balance. I was so close...
_"Y/N, stop. Now."
I withdrew my finger, swearing around my gag. I'd been damn close! I pulled my thong from my mouth and tossed it to the floor, then turned to face him with my back pressed to the wall.
He looked at me and smiled.
_"How funny," he murmured. "It's obeyed me."
He grasped a hand around my throat, but didn't squeeze...not yet. He just held me there, pinned on the wall. My breath was unsteady, hot and heavy. With his free hand, he grasped my wrist and brought it up, looking at the finger I used to please myself.
_"You're more fun that I expected." He said softly.
Gently, he took my finger in his mouth. I gasped t the contact. His tongue slid over my skin, his mouth embracing me in a way that was both terrifying and arousing. His lips were soft. His teeth grazed over my skin as he sucked. His grip on my throat tightened, pressing me back.
He slowly withdrew my finger, licked his lips and his eyes met mine. His look was vicious, hungry. His gaze flickered from my eyes to my mouth.
_"Do it," I demanded. "Kiss me."
His hand remained on my throat as he claimed my mouth, his body pressed against mine. My hands gripped his hips, then his back, wrapped around his shoulders as our tongues intertwined. He bit my lip, laughed at my gasp, then kissed me again. I scratched his neck, and he shuddered against me.
He suddenly picked me up, slammed me back against the wall, and held me there as we kissed.
My legs wrapped around his body and my hands stroked in his hair. I bit his lip until he moaned into my mouth as I tasted blood. He tangled one hand in my hair, while the other hand squeezed my ass beneath my skirt. I felt the hardness in his jeans as he pressed against me.
We both paused, breathless. He slowly lowered me back to my feet, then reached up and wiped his bleeding lip with the back of his hand.
_"You made me bleed," he said with a small smile.
_"And you didn't make me bleed."
_"Is that a problem?"
_"I expected more. I thought you'd make me cry." I shrugged, trying to seem unimpressed.
He laughed.
_"Is that what you want, Y/N?"
_"I want to slap you."
He leaned down.
_"Oh, do you? Why? You like seing me in pain? Go on."
He turned his cheek slightly.
_"Slap me. I dare you. See what happen."
He didn't need to tell me twice. I slapped him and i've put my strength into it but he barely even flinched.
_"Now I have to make you cry." He said with his soft voice.
We went out of the bathroom, my hand in his.
_"Upstairs." Heeseung whispered, and guided down the hall.
We went into a bedroom, with the light turned off. Heeseung pulled a lighter out of his pocket and lit the candles.
_"I like the scent of this candles, it makes my bedroom more relaxing to me."
_"'s your bedroom?" I said in chocked.
He laughed, then went to in the middle of the room.
_"This bedroom is mine, no one will bother us."
_"How...really?" I stuttered.
_"Yeah, I've been leaving here since I've turned 18."
_"Because I wanted to leave my shitty family's house as soon as I will turn 18 and Jake kindly proposed me to live here."
I didn't know what to say, I just felt sorry for him. I didn't dare to ask him why would he wanted to leave his family's house but I knew the reason would be as painful as his expression right now.
_"I'm sorry Heeseung..."
_"I don't want to talk about it," he said firmly. "Maybe...someday. If you want to hear about it. But not now."
_"I want to hear it. Someday."
I gave him a smile, a genuine smile. I wanted to know more about him, to hear him talk, to see into him deeper.
His caressed his fingers over my collarbone, up my throat, and rested them beneath my chin.
_"Someday? You mean, you're not scared of me anymore?"
_"Not at all, besides, I like being scared."
He laughed in disbelief.
_"Back in high school you would have fit in the freaks group rather than the populars one."
_"People like to be scared, it's just that I like it a bit...more."
A sudden noise made me jump. Something was moving in the dark.
There was familiar laughter, and then two faces appeared out of the dark.
_"Miss us?" Jay murmured.
I was locked in a room with two fucking zombies!
I screamed as I covered my eyes. Heeseung pulled my hands down and gripped my wrists.
_"I couldn't let them miss out the fun." He said sweetly.
My hands were shaking, heart pounding and my breath heavy.
_"Do you want to leave?" He whispered tenderly. "Or do you want to face your fear for me?"
This zombies are just normal humans wearing's not that deep...don't be afraid...
I raised my head slowly, looking back at them. They were standing near the window, eyes fixated on me. Sunghoon was twirling something around his hands.
I raised my eyes to Heeseung.
_"I want to stay," I said softly. "You're fucking evil, Heeseung. I like that."
He grinned, kissed my forehead and said;
_"Be a good angel then: be on your knees and offer me your mouth."
_"But..." I said as I looked in the zombies direction.
_"Don't mind them, they're just here to watch. Just focus on me, okay?" he said as he gripped my chin.
I dropped on my knees. Sunghoon and Jay sat on the bed behind Heeseung. I could look at them in the eyes like that which was terrifying and humiliating at the same time.
Sunghoon threw the handcuffs to Heeseung who locked them around my wrist.
_"Don't forget your safe word," Heeseung reminded me. "Or three taps on my legs if your mouth is occupied."
He grabbed my face, forcing me to look at him.
_"Oh, I forgot..." he turned my face slightly to the side. "Look at them while I'm fucking your mouth."
Jay went to our direction and kicked apart my knees, spreading them, then he leaned around my side and lifted my skirt.
_"Wearing no panties, uh?" Mocked Jay.
_"Getting scared turns the angel on," said Heeseung. "I think the more she screams and struggles, the wetter she'll get."
My clit throbbed, my insides pulsing and clenching with the desire to be filled.
Heeseung unzipped his pants, showing his thick, hard cock.
_"Open your mouth, open wide."
I obeyed, my mouth watering.
Heeseung entered my mouth, slowly filling my throat.
_"Make him feel good," Jay ordered, and I closed my lips around Heeseung's cock , sucking and curling my tongue around it. He started to groan and thrust into me, hitting the back of my throat.
_"Look up at my angel," Sunghoon said sitting on the edge of the bed.
My eyes wide as I stared at Sunghoon, his fangs bared viciously as his breath began to shudder from the pleasure of the scene he's witness of. Heeseung tangled my hair, fucking into me, hard enough that my eyes filled with tears. Excitement invade into me as his cock throbbed. He pressed deep into my throat, cursing as he came, filling my mouth with his cum.
_"Good girl." Heeseung said a grin on his face.
Suddenly, Heeseung went back into my mouth. He was more rough, pressing deeper and harder. When he reached the back of my throat I gagged, not used to the roughness. I was still looking at Sunghoon and Jay who were sitting on the bed and masturbating. The gaze they'd give me would scare the fuck out of me if I wasn't too focused on Heeseung's cock thrusting in my mouth. Instead, now that I was burning and horny, I kinda like the way they look at me. That lust in their look make me even more excited.
Sunghoon went to us, leaned on my side, slipped his hand beneath my skirt and caressed over my clit. I nearly convulsed from the stimulation. I whimpered, flicking my tongue over Heeseung's head. Sunghoon's fingers slid lower and pressed inside me.
_"You're so wet," he murmured.
He pumped his fingers into me, and when he withdrew them, they were slick with my arousal. He scissored them before licking them, then touching me again, rubbing my clit slowly, until my les began to shake.
_"Make him cum," Sunghoon said.
I bobbed my head to take Heeseung deeper. His mouvement were harsh and body grew tense.
_"Such a good little whore," Jay said.
My mouth was full and my eyes were still locked on Jay who was touching himself. Sunghoon's stimulation over my clit had me shacking, bringing me to the edge of orgasm.
_"She's not allowed to cum," Heeseung ordered, and Sunghoon slowed his was just a tease now. I nearly screamed in frustration, I would have if Heeseung's cock wasn't in my mouth. He came a second time, filling my mouth again.
I swallowed him down, gasping as I finally had a moment to breath. My body was on fire, and still needy. The cold of the metal from the handcuffs made my skin feel a thermic shock.
Sunghoon withdrew his fingers from me and brought them to my lips. I sucked on his fingers and he chuckled.
_"Well shit. How can I resist that?"
All the fear had disappeared and given way to excitement.
_"It's a shame that Heeseung don't want us to play with you." Jay said as he went off the bed.
_"You can go now, I need my alone time with her, after all she endure well her fear, it's time to reward her." Heeseung said, his eyes still on me.
After Jay and Sunghoon leaved, Heeseung carried me to the bed, crawled over me and kissed me. My hands were still cuffed, and I desperatly wanted to touch him. He was hard, grinding against me and biting the curve between my neck and my shoulder.
_"Heeseung please...I want you to..."
He hooked one finger under my bra strap, snapping it against my skin.
_"Don't worry you'll be rewarded slowly and painfully."
He went off the bed for a moment. When he returned, a knife was in his hand.
_"Remember when you asked if I'm still carrying my knife? Well, I think you have an answer now."
My entire body pulsed, adrenaline flooding my brain. Why am I not scared of that knife that could have killed my ex? Why is it exciting me? Heeseung's hand reached out, stroked through my hair, and gripped it. Then he pulled my hair, so that, my throat would be exposed, with the biting marks that he would leave me earlier.
_"That's what I like to see."
He pressed the flat of the blade against my cheek, caressing me. The shacking in my legs refused to stop and my clit aching to be touched.
His knee moved between my legs, to force them apart. The knife was resting against my jawline, but moved slowly on my throat. I squeezed my eyes shut.
_"No, no ,no, look at me, I need to see your eyes."
He paused as I opened my eyes, looking at my expression, then smiled.
_"Good girl. So brave."
His knee pressed up against me, I gasped at the contact. I moaned, my hips trying to grind again, rubbing myself against him. He leaned close.
_"Do you remember your safe word?" he said.
His voice was tight, rough, as if he was struggling to control himself.
_"Yes, I remember." I said softly.
The knife was no longer pressed to my throat. His hand disentangled from my hair and wrapped around my neck, squeezing just enough to lightly breath. The sensation of struggling to breath sent chills of pleasure through me. He took a key from his pocket and unlocked one of my wrists but he used the cuff to secure my arm to the bed frame. I thought I would finally be able to touch him, but he was restricting me even worse.
_"No, no, Heeseung please!"
He secured the other wrist as he took another pair of handcuffs from his beside table. My arms were spread wide. I just wanted to touche him...myself...anything at this point. It was just torture. My lust-filled frustration felt uncomfortable. I couldn't!
_"I told you I'd make you cry," Heeseung said, sitting back to look at me. "Angels need to learn not to touch themselves without permission."
He forced my legs apart, slapping my thighs so I'd spread them wider. My pussy was fully exposed.
_"I need to tease you a little before giving you your reward."
His voice was slow and gentle. A sob escaped me.
_"Please Heeseung, just...just..."
I was going to lose my mind.
_"Naughty girl, you look so cute when you try to get away. What a little masochist you are."
He looked down at my cunt, then with a dark gleam in his eyes, reached over to his beside table and picked up a candle.
_"We're gonna have fun with that."
I could smell a strong smell of jasmine as the candle was melting.
_"It's not wax, if you're wondering. As the candle is melting the liquid that come out is massage oil."
I was reassured after what he've said. But a sudden grin appeared on his face.
_"But, the oil is still really hot. I wonder how you will react if I drop it on you. I'm going to spread you apart, hold you open, and let it drip right onto your clit, since you want to be touched here so badly."
I whimpered, hands clenched into fists as I prepared for the burning pain.
_"That's good to see you accepting your punishment so sweetly."
He tugged up the edge of my skirt, tucking it into the waistband. He watched my face and his fingers stroked down. I gasped sharply. He rubbed over my clit, lightly, barely touching, so light I wanted to scream. He hovered the candle closer. I sucked my breath. How badly would it burn? How long would it last?
_"You look cute when you're scared. Try not to scream too loud, angel."
He tipped the candle, and three tiny droplets of oil fell. For a moment it was like fire, a split-second of burning, terrifying. And then it was gone.
Heeseung tipped the candle again, and more droplet fell. I groaned against my teeth. It took all my self control to not scream. He paused the torture a moment to rub his fingers over my clit. His touch was rougher that time, the scent of jasmine covering my clit as he massaged me in circular motion.
Pleasure radiated through me, so intense that I squeeze my legs together, but he slapped my thighs again.
_"Don't try to get away. Take it like a good girl."
I shook as I forced my legs to stay open. Heeseung held the candle over my thigh and dripped the hot oil onto my stinging skin. Soon my skin was spotted with little red spots.
_"Now, have you learned your lesson?"
_"Yes, I will not touch myself without permission."
With his two fingers spreading my labia, he used his middle finger to rub me.
_"How does that feel? Do you want it faster? Harder?"
_"Yes please!" I gasped.
He increased his speed and my pleasure became a knot in me, growing and spreading even more. I shut my eyes tight, letting the ecstasy consuming me. I was about to cum, it was a matter of a minute...just one minute.
_"Not yet." He pulled his hand away.
_"No, please, Heeseung!"
But Heeseung just laughed in disbelief.
_"What a spoiled girl."
_"I'm sorry...I will stop..." I was on the verge of crying, tears dripping my eyes because of frustration, but I instinctively stopped whining, afraid I would rather punish me than giving me my reward. His face was so close and gently, his lips brushed against mine.
_" Okay, you've been teased enough. Do you think you deserve to cum now?"
_"Only if you think I deserve it." I whispered.
I met his eyes.
_"What a good girl. A very good girl."
He moved back slightly, gripping my legs as he lowered himself between them. He kissed my burnt thighs. He looked at me as he approached his lips from my pussy and grinned.
_"Say please."
He started slowly, but it still gave a big impact. The tip of his tongue slid over my clit. I groaned, and he licked me again.He flicked his tongue back and forth, every flick made my body scream of pleasure. He glanced up at me, then his mouth eaten me out entirely. His tongue licked and lapped at my arousal, teasing around my entrance. I wiggled helplessly.
He kept watching me as he pleasured me.
_"I'm gonna cum..." i said out of breath.
He slid two fingers inside me, thrusting into me as he sucked at my clit. I screamed as the orgasm explode. Every thrust of his fingers inside drew my orgasm until I could hardly breath and rolled my eyes back.
He raised his head, chuckling, eyes bright.
_"We're not done yet, angel."
He unbuckled his belt, whipped it out of his jeans. Unbuckled the straps of his harness, then pulled his shirt over his head. He unlocked the handcuffs and I reached his jeans and unbuttoned it eagerly, then slid down the zipper. His hard cock was straining against the fabric. He flet so thick. He leaned down, kissing me deeply.
_"I want to fuck you, Y/N."
His voice was raspy, his eyes burning as he looked down at me.
_"Please do it."
He tugged off his pants. He flipped me over onto my stomach and grabbed my hips, pulling me up to my knees. He pressed my face against the mattress. He squeezed my ass and spread my cheeks.
_"You look so good." He murmured.
The head of his cock pressed against me, just enough to tease. He entered me slowly, then pulled out.
Finally, he entered me fully, deep and hard, stretching me so tightly I cried out. I gripped the blankets as he fucked into me. He reached between my legs and began to rub my clit as a second orgasm was building up inside me.
_"Do you like that?" He growled, flipping me onto my back.
His hand squeezed around my throat.
_"I love when you cry like that. Is it too much? Too bad I love seeing you cum."
With one more deep thrust, he pulled out of me, replacing his cock by two fingers.
_"You're gonna cum, right? I can see it all over your face."
He was right. I couldn't help it. Tears slipped down my cheeks...tears of pleasure. Heeseung licked his fingers, then brought his face close to me, kissing my tears.
_"I want to cum inside you..."he murmured.
_"Please do it..."
He went inside me, pressed his face to my neck and kissed me. He rocked against me, faster and faster.
_"Fuck, Y/N..."
His cock swelled as he was cumming inside me. We lay across from other on the bed, arms tangled together, facing each other. I lay for a while with my eyes closed, amazed and exhausted.
I opened my eyes and found Heeseung looking back. He looked sleepy. He gave me a crooked smile.
_"Wanna go back downstairs?" he said, his fingers lightly brushing my cheek.
_"Do you?"
_"I like it here. Like this. With you."
_"Me too." I smiled.
He leaned closer. His kiss was tender. How could a man be so cruel and soft at the same time.
Heeseung and I were at there parking. The party was over and the night was slowly fading. Bora was waiting for me next to the car.
_"Do you want to come with us?" I asked to him.
_"I need to help Jake with the cleanup. Besides, I don't think Bora is warmed up about me being with you."
_"She'll get over it."
_"Eventually," he smiled, leaving a kiss on my forehead.
_"Maybe, hanging out at a café sounds like a good idea."
_"Sure, next week then."
_"I'm looking forward to it."
He gave me a butt swat as I walked away.
_"Be good for now on."
_"Yes, Master."
The end
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jayflrt · 16 hours ago
𝐍𝐎 𝐍𝐔𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 02. coriander 6:18
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SUMMARY ▸ four men suppressing their carnal instincts for thirty days doesn’t sound plausible, but it’s no nut november, so victory is crucial. yet, there’s only one obstacle keeping lee heeseung, park jongseong, sim jaeyun, and park sunghoon from their prize: you. game on, boys.
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nalalized · a day ago
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#Happy1stENniversary ♡ let’s be together for a long time, ENHYPEN!
enlarge the picture for the quality | insp. x x
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heseung · a day ago
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ENHYPEN :: Friendship Test — mirror each other's dance moves @ Glamour
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hoonlidays · 19 hours ago
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bonus  —  a  shy  cutie  ~   (≧◡≦)
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hanaridulsetcheese · 2 days ago
enhypen as your boyfriend ~ maknae line
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pairing : enhypen x fem!reader
genre : fluff
"you're an angel sent to guide me. "
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> sunoo is the type of boyfriend who would love and appreciate you to the fullest and make sure you know how loved and appreciated you are.
> to him, you're the definition of perfection. he cannot see anything else but that.
> everyone always sees the happy-go-lucky side of sunoo but only you know his dark side for it was you that helped him out of it. you're his motivation to keep going and to stay positive.
> constantly asking for your opinion or advice on anything because he knows you'll always choose what's best for him.
> sunoo's way of returning the kind gestures is by always making sure you have anything you want. like jay, he loves to spoil you with gifts.
> sunoo almost always shares his food with you. he always makes sure you're eating properly and makes sure you've had enough water to drink. his love language is making sure you're never hungry.
"i couldn't do without you. "
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> he's young and has a lot of responsibilities and he would not be able to keep up with all of them if it weren't for you helping him.
> he rarely depends on others but with you it's different, he trusts you with anything and everything. he allows himself to be vulnerable around you.
> he would also constantly think about you throughout the day and have a small smile on his face because you make him happy.
> jungwon likes going on late night walks with you because it allows you two to bond and enjoy every lasting moment with each other.
> jungwon values communication a lot so he'd always make sure to clear out a misunderstanding between you two as soon as it develops.
> jungwon's biggest habit is holding your hand because the simple gesture put him at ease and makes him feel like he's just a normal teenager in love.
"you're my best friend. "
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> ni-ki is still growing up and understanding his feelings so to him, his lover is his best friend. he's very playful when he's in love because he finally feels his age and can be himself.
> he loves to play around and goof off with you but he's very loving and caring at the same time, even though he hates to admit it.
> he wants to be at his best for you all the time and will do random things to try and impress you.
> his very confident in public with you but he gets so shy when you're alone. he'd always shyly ask to hold your hand and and blush like crazy when you hug him.
> ni-ki loves to tease you but he will stand up and defend you if someone else does that to you. he will not hesitate to fight of someone says something bad to or about you.
> ni-ki biggest habit is always finding a way to sit near you or be next to you. he doesn't mind if someone teases him for sitting next to you because he's with his favourite person and that's all he cares about.
enhypen as your boyfriend ~ hyung line
enha inspired playlist ↓
♪ heeseung
♪ jay
♪ jake
♪ sunghoon
♪ sunoo
♪ jungwon
♪ ni-ki
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enhypenfanbase · a day ago
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ENHYPEN will be attending and performing at the 2021 Melon Music Awards (MMA) on Dec 4, 6PM KST!
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There will be a 'performance three-way battle' between THE BOYZ, TOMORROW X TOGETHER, and ENHYPEN during the 2021 MMA as the idol groups representing the 4th generation of K-pop, according to Melon.
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