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jealousy - 2 (m)

part 2 of requested:

anon: dom mingyu with dirty talk and daddy kink, please? 😭 and maybe overstimulation and he's super sweet after and takes care of you

→ pairing: dom!mingyu x reader

✱ genre/warnings: dom!mingyu, jealous!mingyu, spanking, degradation, dirty talk, throat fucking, rough treatment, aftercare, little bit of fluff at the end!

✱ word count: 3,750

part 1

a/n: part two! as promised by yours truly ;)

"You're in big trouble princess."

You scattered on the bed, sitting in an upright position facing Mingyu. Did he know that you almost kissed Jihoon? No, he couldn't have, he was already home by then. Or, was he? Thoughts and blank explanations clouded your mind to answer the question you had since Mingyu had sent you that text: what were you in trouble for?

Mingyu stared at you, his hand gripping his belt as you sat on the bed with an unreadable expression. "Come here." He said in a voice that startled you. You got up from the bed and began to walk towards him, cautiously before he stopped you. "Uh-uh, on your knees." Mingyu pointed to the floor while you tilted your head slightly like a confused puppy.

"On..my knees?" You questioned as you lowered yourself to the carpet.

Mingyu hummed in response, smirking at you. "Now crawl to me, slut."

Your heart dropped, when the name Mingyu gave you registered. You were supposed to be offended, right? Hurt, that he would call you something so rude? If so, then, why did it turn you on so much? You felt your clit throb at the new name, making your body feel hot.

Following your boyfriend's order, you began to crawl to him, your knees burning the slightest. Mingyu chuckled at you. He was clearly amused and happy with himself. When you reached his feet, he bent down to your level and took his index finger, making you look up at him. "Good girl." He said as he leaned in and brushed his lips against yours, making you shiver. Mingyu stood up straight and walked behind you, grabbing your arms and tying them behind you with his belt. "Stand up." He sternly said, which you complied. You struggled getting up and Mingyu guided you backwards and you fell into his lap. "You've been bad, princess. I thought I could trust you while I left." He bent you over his knee while you let him, in confusion.

"What?" You questioned softly.

Mingyu leaned against you to whisper in your ear.

"Did you enjoy flirting with Jihoon?"

Your eyes widened, but Mingyu couldn't see from his angle. He returned to his position and you felt him unzipping your dress. "I-I didn't flirt with him baby, I-I swear." Mingyu was silent aside from a small, mocking laugh.

"Is that why you let him land face first into your tits?" As you were about to respond, Mingyu's hand came into contact with your ass, catching you off guard. You yelped and moved around on his knee, making him grab your tied hands to keep you still.

"N-No, Mi-Mingyu." You couldn't talk, you were so overwhelmed and slowly getting turned on by how jealous he was because of Jihoon. Of course this wasn't your intention, but you were kind of glad that Jihoon was so into you.

Mingyu didn't say anything but just spank you again, making you moan suddenly. "You like this, huh?" He rubbed your ass and slipped his fingers between your clothed folds.

"A-Ah, Mingyu-"

"That's not my name, princess." One of Mingyu's fingers traced your clit lightly and his others moved your panties to the side. "It's Daddy to you, baby." His other hand spanked you again, harder than the first two.

You moaned once again, but this time you weren't sure which was the reason: because of Mingyu giving himself a new name--that, not to mention was hot as fuck and turned you on to no end--or because of the stinging on your ass. You made a noise, "I-I'm sorry, Daddy. I-I didn't mean to upset you."

"I know princess," He began.

Smack.

"But you did." Mingyu's voice lowered, slightly making you worried, but also turned on at the thought of what tonight would bring. "Now I want you to count. How many spanks do you think you deserve for being a slut?"

You could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter by the way Mingyu treated you. "F-Five?"

"Hm, we'll see." Mingyu then began your punishment, giving you a spank after hearing you count and caress your reddening cheek.

After the last spank, which Mingyu decided would be ten, he helped you stand. Your ass hurt a lot, but you concluded that it was worth it. Mingyu was never super dominant in the bedroom, only being a little rough during sex. But if you knew that this would be the outcome, you would've made him jealous a long time ago.

He unbuckled the belt that held your wrists, and rubbed them slightly. "Strip and lay on the bed, princess."

You shyly slipped your dress off your shoulders, leaving you in your bra and panties--that you knew were soaked with your arousal. As you got on the bed, Mingyu dropped his belt onto the floor, taking his shirt off and unbuttoning his pants. He never failed to take your breath away with his body. You shamelessly stared at him, feeling your clit throb even more as your eyes raked his torso. You looked at the trail of dark hair that led down into his boxers, his strong v-line, his slightly defined abs and his boner. You smiled to yourself, secretly thanking God that you had such a hot ass boyfriend for yourself.

"Are you enjoying the view?" Mingyu smirked, catching you staring and making you blush. You nodded as he walked to you, grabbing your chin and kissing you finally. The kiss was hot and filled with lust. Mingyu put his hand on the back of your neck, deepening it as he slipped his muscle into your mouth. His tongue brushed against your own. You moaned and shifted on the bed, sitting on your knees. Your hand moved to Mingyu's shoulder, then down his chest as his own hands massaged your boobs. He broke the kiss and pushed you onto the bed, making you land on your back. His lips went to your jaw, kissing you as his hand began to feel you up. Mingyu kissed you all over your neck, sucking and biting the spots that he knew would make you putty in his hands.

You were a moaning mess as he kissed down your chest, stomach and stopping above your underwear. "P-Please..D-Daddy," you begged faintly as you looked down at him.

Mingyu hooked his fingers under your panties and dragged them down your legs. "You're so wet, princess. Why's that?"

Your cheeks quickly began to develop a pink hue, embarrassed that you got so turned on from Mingyu spanking you, then getting even more turned on from the way he treated you and kissed you. "Because of you," you responded timidly as Mingyu smiled, satisfied with the pride you had given him.

He hummed, "Mmm, be more specific princess." When you didn't respond, he slapped your thigh. "I said be specific, slut."

You shuddered from the high you got when Mingyu was rough--and when he called you slut. "B-Because of," your voice got quieter, "y-you spanking me."

"Good girl." Mingyu gripped your thighs, spreading them. You sighed shakily as you felt Mingyu's breath ghosting over your heat. "Tell me what you want princess." He cooed, massaging your inner thighs, looking up at you.

Groaning, you got up on your elbows, shooting him a glare. "You know what I want, Daddy."

"Hmm, do I?" His finger drew nonexistent shapes and random lines on your muscle. "I could always just, stop now. Leave you to tend to your needs by yoursel-"

"No! No no, Daddy, please no." You exclaimed, cutting him off. He was being a little shit and he knew it. Mingyu wanted to hear you beg for him, he wanted his own pride to be fulfilled by your pathetic pleading. Like the slut you were for him.

"Then what do you want?" Mingyu's eyes bored into your own, you knew that he knew what you wanted.

"I want you to eat me out, Daddy. And fuck me."

Mingyu smirked for the umpteenth time that night, "As you wish, princess."

You moaned out loud when Mingyu's mouth connected to your pussy. His hands hooked behind your thighs, holding them open as he devoured you. The only sounds in the room where the pornographic noises Mingyu made as he did as you asked, and your broken, whiny moans.

Mingyu was in heaven and you tasted like an absolute angel. His tongue develed in you, curling desperately. He took his thumb and rubbed your clit in a way that had you writhing. "D-Daddy, fuck," your thighs threatened to close around Mingyu's head, your fingers tangling in his hair.

Mingyu's mouth worked against you as you grinded against his face, pleasure taking over your actions. Mingyu smirked against your pussy, retreating his tongue and letting you grind against it for a minute. He took two of his fingers and ran it along your folds, gathering the mix of your arousal and his saliva.

His chin glistened as he sat up and dipped his two fingers into you. Mingyu lifted himself and laid beside you as he pumped his fingers. Your eyes were closed and your hand was wrapped around Mingyu's that he used on you. He kissed your neck and his breath tickled your baby hairs, resulting in a shiver that sent down to your clit. "D-Daddy, please, keep going."

"Whatever you want, princess." Mingyu sped up his fingers, his thumb rubbing your clit as his mouth sucked hickeys on your slightly sweaty neck. You felt his digits curl in you, earning the loudest moan that's ever left your throat.

With all of the kissing, spanking, and degradation, you were so unbelievably wet and turned on that you felt your orgasm beginning to build, fairly quickly. "You close, princess? I can feel your walls clenching a bit, is Daddy fucking you good?"

You moaned at Mingyu's lewd words, feeling yourself clench again around his fingers. "M-Mhm," your head dug back into the damp pillow, your moans progressively getting louder and louder.

"That's it, moan for Daddy, let everyone know that I'm the cause. Just because of my fingers."

"K-Keep t-ta-talking like that, p-please." You begged, the more Mingyu egged you on with his words, the closer you felt yourself get.

Mingyu sneered, "Does it turn you on princess? Just from my words? Huh? Such a whore for me aren't you? Begging me to keep talking dirty to you, my fingers knuckle deep in you? Such a fucking slut, princess." His fingers curled and glided in and out of you, his thumb rubbing you relentlessly the way he knew would get you close. Mingyu moved down between your legs again, never halting his actions.

As his fingers fucked you, he latched his mouth onto your clit, sucking and tongue flicking against it. Mingyu was determined to make you cum as soon as possible. And boy was he going to do just that. Your walls convulsed around Mingyu's fingers, your moans higher and higher. The ball in your stomach tightening and you held it until Mingyu told you to let go. "Don't cum yet, slut. Beg for it."

The previous, countless times that Mingyu made you cum, he had never made you beg. And for the first time, tonight you did. "Please Daddy!" You shouted, your orgasm dangerously close. "Please please, let me cum, I-I need to, I can't hold it much longer."

"Go ahead slut, cum around my fingers."

With a loud, long moan, your back arched off of the bed and you moaned Mingyu's name. He didn't say anything about it--thankfully--and watched you as you came. His dick twitched in his boxers as his fingers felt your walls pulsing and clenching. Your back fell against the sheets, signifying the end of your release. Mingyu retreated his fingers, but kept his face between your thighs.

"Th-Thank you," you breathed as your chest rose and dropped.

"I didn't say that I was done."

Before you could ask what he meant, a scream ripped from your throat as Mingyu's mouth returned to your pussy. "W-Wait-" you began but you were cut off. Your thighs shook and you whimpered. Mingyu had only overstimulated, maybe twice, but never like this.

His tongue flicked against your clit and flattening on your folds. You cursed loudly, already feeling a second orgasm coming. Your body tried to move away from Mingyu's face, becoming overwhelmed. The ball in the pit of your stomach returned, faster and harder than before.

"O-Oh my g-god, Mingyu." Your voice was shaky, as you reached closer and closer to the edge. Mingyu hummed, the vibrations going through your body and pushing you to the brink. With another loud, long moan, you came hard. Your eyes squeezed shut, your body going numb and hearing becoming fuzzy.

"You okay?" You heard, Mingyu's voice said almost inaudibly. You nodded as you moaned the slightest, your clit throbbing awfully hard. "Good," was all he said before he stood up and that's when you realized that your clit wasn't the only thing that felt hard. Mingyu's cock strained against his boxers, a dark patch stained near his head.

You felt bad and wanted to repay Mingyu for the amazing two orgasms. You joined Mingyu in standing, going in front of him. Mingyu stared at you before smiling innocently. "Let me." Lowering to your knees, you slipped your fingers under the band of Mingyu's boxers, bringing them down to relieve him and let his cock stand free.

He sighed and you glanced up at him, he looked down at you and gave you a look. You smirked and grabbed his cock, stroking him while you looked into his eyes. Mingyu's head stretched back, a groan leaving the back of his throat. "Please princess, use your mouth."

"Hm, I don't know Daddy.." You teased.

Mingyu growled and his hand took a hold of your hair, the other gripped your chin. "If you don't use your mouth, slut, I'll make you use it." He let go of your chin harshly but kept your hair in his fist. "Open." Mingyu spoke and you knew exactly what was to come.

You obeyed and opened your mouth. Mingyu moved closer to you, his cock entering your cavern. Your lips enclosed around him, your tongue swirling around his head. "Ugh, fuck," he groaned. "I've been thinking about this fucking mouth all damn night." Mingyu guided your mouth on his cock, going slow at first. You breathed out your nose as he made you take all of his girth.

Mingyu was, to say the least, thick in more ways than one.

His cock hit the back of your throat and you gagged. Mingyu quickly moved your head away from him, letting you take a breather. You let out a slight cough, swallowing and preparing properly.

After giving Mingyu an "okay" look, he held back your hair and guided you once again. When Mingyu's cock reached the back of your throat, you tried to relax and he made you hold it there. You looked up at him innocently. He half moaned and half laughed, "if you keep looking at me like that, I don't think I'll be able to control myself, princess." You batted your eyelashes teasingly, wanting Mingyu to keep that promise.

"You're in for it now." Mingyu yanked your hair, his cock leaving your mouth and he shoved you back onto it. You gagged and Mingyu moaned, fucking your mouth. Your eyes closed, a tear pricking the corner. Your throat already stung as Mingyu roughly treated you like you were just a whore to him. He stopped after a bit and told you to suck.

You stuck your tongue out and kitten licked the tip of his cock--which was an angry red from waiting so long. You bobbed your head and hallowed your cheeks. Mingyu fed into your praise kink, telling you how good you were doing. You continued your actions and placed your hand on the base of his cock that you couldn't reach easily. You stroked him and sucked his head, receiving a whiny moan from him. "Shit, just like that, princess." You sucked his head harder and tightened your grip slightly around him. Mingyu bit his lip as he reveled in the ecstasy that coursed through his veins.

God, you were good at this. Mingyu was about to cum then and there when he made you cum a second time. He wanted to fuck you after the first, but he wished to treat you first--despite the treatment he was supposed to be giving you.

"Stop," Mingyu abruptly spoke, and you released him with a light pop sound. 

"What's wrong?" you questioned.

"I need to fuck you already."

You gulped and before you were going to respond Mingyu bent down and picked you up, tossing you on the bed. He grabbed your thighs and brought you closer to him. Mingyu rubbed the head of his cock against your pussy, making the both of you moan. He looked at you, silently asking if you were ready. With a nod, he slowly entered you, stretching you out in the most delightful way. Mingyu pressed his lips together, forming a straight line while his eyebrows furrowed. "God, I never forget how good you feel but fuck, it always feels like the first."

You giggled, "I can say the same." And you honestly could. No matter how many times you and Mingyu have sex, the way he fills you up "always feels like the first." 

Mingyu fully entered you, holding for a minute while he bottomed out in you. After he made sure you were okay, he put your leg on his shoulder and began to thrust into you. Mingyu held your hip and quickened his pace, already wanting to make you both cum. "You feel so good," he moaned out, his mouth dropping to an 'o' shape. Mingyu looked like a God above you. His hair sticking to his forehead, his lip between his canines and sweat making his torso glow. 

"Y-You feel good too, g-go faster." Mingyu felt so good inside of you and with your last two release, you knew you'd be able to cum again soon. 

Mingyu slowly pulled out of you and snapped his hips back into you. He fell forward on top of you as you cried out. Mingyu moved your leg and held himself above you, "f-fuck, Y-Y/N," he grunted. 

Your nails raked Mingyu's back as he pounded into you, the head of his cock just barely nudging thatspot. "R-Right there," you whispered. Your knees hooked behind him, pulling him closer inside you. 

Mingyu bit back a moan, your walls tight around his member. Your walls hugged his member, feeling you in the best way. He somehow fucked you even faster, becoming rougher and rougher as his bliss spread to every part of his body. He leaned in and kissed you, teeth clashing and tongues desperately tangling with one another. 

Neither of you wanted to break the kiss, the way you made each other feel only stirring the pot and making the kiss feel even hotter. Mingyu's tongue mangled with your own, making him groan into your mouth. Both of your breathing were heavy and loud, the smell of sex evident and the temperature compared to before this all happened was drastic. You and Mingyu's moans were the only noises audible in the room, other than the sound of Mingyu ramming into you. 

"I'm close," he murmured. His thrusts eventually began to become sloppier as his moans got more frequent. 

The way Mingyu groaned and sighed made your insides tingle. If you could listen to only one sound for the rest of your life, it would be him moaning. Literally.

Mingyu snaked his hands between your legs and rubbed your clit, making you gasp. "I want you to cum with me," he said as he continued fucking you and rubbing your clit.

You smiled and you lifted your head to kiss the spot on his neck that always made him weak. He whined as you sucked harshly and relentlessly on the same spot. As he rubbed your clit and you attacked the spot on his neck, both of your highs were building inch by inch. Mingyu's pace had gotten significantly less accurate but amazing, nonetheless. "G-Gyu," you stuttered. "I'm gonna cum," you whispered into his neck.

"M-Me too," he replied as he straightened out. Mingyu clutched onto your thighs as he attempted to thrust correctly. Pleasure was filling the both of you to the brim, dangerously close to spilling. "Cum for me, slut. Cum around my big cock."

With a pathetic whine, you came at the expense of Mingyu's dirty words, once again. Your walls held Mingyu's cock, pulsing around his girth, making him cum along with you. His seed spurted in you, coating the inside of your pussy. He swallowed dryly as he emptied himself inside you with a long sigh. Mingyu gently pulled out of you and collapsed beside you.

You and Mingyu laid, panting and in a state of euphoria. Both of your bodies were in heaven and your minds in the clouds.

"Hey, I'm sorry if I was too rough on you. I didn't hurt you too badly, did I?" Mingyu whispered, turning his head to look at you.

You turned your own head to look back at him and you giggled. "You didn't, don't worry. It actually turned me on way more than you think."

He chuckled, "I'm glad." Mingyu gave you a quick kiss on the cheek before leaving the room and returning with a towel. 

"What's that for?" You asked as he opened your legs gently and began to clean you up.

"Aftercare, I can't just leave you like that. I was hard on you, princess."

You inwardly cooed at the sweetness of your boyfriend, despite him being the complete opposite not even ten minutes ago. "Such a gentleman," you teased.

He smiled and looked at you, "I try. Lay on your stomach."

"Why?"

"Do you have to question everything I'm doing to you?" He said in offense.

You rolled your eyes and turned over, feeling Mingyu spreading something against your sore butt. 

"Cream for the pain."

"Thanks," you said shyly, your butt slightly beginning to sting.

"I love you, Y/N. I really do." Mingyu admitted.

"I love you Gyu," you returned. "And, just to let you know, I didn't mean to make you jealous. I had no idea that that would happen. I'm sorry." Pouting, you kissed Mingyu on the cheek.

"It's okay, honey, don't worry. I know you wouldn't do that on purpose." Smiling, Mingyu grabbed your chin and kissed you softly.

"But if making you jealous makes you act like this then do I have permission to do it again?"

"Are you kidding me? The next time a guy even looks at you, I'm gonna have to screw you into next week."

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a/n: this is the longest thing ive written since my first wonwoo smut whew,, also quite possibly the dirtiest smut ive written too dskldfkldf

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jealousy - 1

requested:

anon: dom mingyu with dirty talk and daddy kink, please? 😭 and maybe overstimulation and he’s super sweet after and takes care of you

→ pairing: mingyu x reader

✱ genre/warnings: near infidelity, slight innuendo, that's it

✱ word count: 2,609

part 2

a/n: i decided that i’d make this request into two parts! i’ll post the smutty part soon! sorry for such a long break everyone :(

When Mingyu invited you to come with him to the club, you did not expect to be spending most of the time alone. Mingyu and you hardly ever went out, so when he came to you—eyes sparkling with excitement—you could hardly say no to him. He jumped up and down like a puppy and it warmed your heart. But now that you actually went through with his request, you regret it. You were on the dance floor with Mingyu, your hands empty while one of his held a glass of alcohol that wasn't known to you. He had his other hand on your hip while you two danced badly to the blaring music. That was until Mingyu had seen someone he knew and told you that he'd "be right back." 

You whined in response, putting both your hands on his hips to prevent him from leaving. "Don't leave me alone, baby." 

Pouting, you looked up at him and he groaned. "It'll only be a moment, princess. I promise." You hesitated before letting go, resulting in him downing his drink and giving you a quick kiss. Then he disappeared into the crowd which leads you up to now. 

It had been well over an hour—or it at least seemed like it. 

You searched through the waves of people drinking, dancing, making out and near the verge of fucking right then and there for a sign of your tall boyfriend. Sighing, you rested your chin on the palm of your hand, tracing around the neck of your drink. You were bored, to say the absolute least. You were thinking of inviting some of your friends to come and join you just to ease some of the boredom that flooded your body. You just wanted to go home with Mingyu and possibly do something other than sleep. Your dress was feeling uncomfortable and you just now started to pay attention to the underwire from your bra that's been digging into your skin. You groaned while you attempted to fix it, pulling the wire down and moving your boobs around. 

"You look happy." A voice said throughout the air. You turned around to see a black haired man, wearing a casual yet attractive outfit. He looked about your height, maybe a just a smidge bit taller and his eyes were sharp. He intimidated you feel a bit, the way he looked at you. 

You cleared your throat, remembering he had even spoken to you. "Uh," you laughed lightly. “Yeah, super happy." 

The unnamed man chuckled, motioning the bartender over and ordering for himself. The man sat next to you, his fingers intertwined and rested on the table. "So, what's a beautiful girl like you doing all alone?" 

You let out a breathy laugh, he was already flirting with you and he didn't even know your name. "I had a date but he kinda.." you motioned your hand to the crowd that was behind you, "disappeared." 

He let out a noise in response, "His loss then." The bartender returned with his drink and the man pulled out his wallet. He took out a black Amex card and handed it to the bartender, making him leave off. The man sitting next to you took a large sip of his drink. 

"Is this how you pick up all your women?" You joked. 

He chuckled, accidentally blowing a bubble into his alcohol as he took another sip. "No, actually," he set the drink down. "Just you." 

Your eyes widened as you felt his cold hand come into contact with your exposed thigh. You cleared your throat and brushed his hand off lightly. "Before we continue this conversation," you started. "Can I know your name?" 

He smirked, "Jihoon. You?" 

"Y/N. And before you say it, I've heard the phrase 'beautiful name for a beautiful girl' too many times." Jihoon laughed, his eyes turning into crescents. 

The bartender—who you learned was named Seungcheol—gave Jihoon his card back. Jihoon politely nodded at him and put the card back in its slot in his wallet. "So Jihoon," you decided to take a drink of your light alcohol, having been abandoned it for a while. "What do you do for a living?" 

Jihoon smiled at your curious question, no one usually asks about his career. "I'm a singer and composer." 

Your eyes raised quickly, genuinely surprised. "Really?" 

He nodded his head in response, "Really. I produce a lot of songs and compose music for big artists. I practically saved my entertainment company from going bankrupt when I was 19." 

Your jaw dropped and you stared at Jihoon. "Holy shit, that's so cool! How many songs have you written? Where do you get inspiration?" 

Jihoon smiled at you and began to tell you everything while you sat and listened in pure awe. You had never met an actual successful man go to a public place so casually before, especially a club. 

Jihoon told you that he always comes here just to get lost, have a drink or two and make friends. Surprisingly, he normally doesn't pick up girls or really have a deep conversation like the two of you. You and Jihoon talked for what seemed like hours. He ordered drinks for you and himself, while still being careful not to give you too much. It was nice being in Jihoon's presence, talking like old high school friends who knew each other for years. He ended up giving you his number because he wanted to keep contact with you. He told you that you were easy to talk to and you said the same to him. You had forgotten why you came here in the first place, with Mingyu. You didn't know where he had went and to be quite frank, you were glad that he had left. You wouldn't have made friends with a nice, genuine person. It had been months, maybe even years since you had made a new friend. 

Jihoon must have had a low alcohol tolerance because he already seemed a bit tipsy in your eyes. His words became a bit slurred and he was laughing too much at what you said, despite it not having a punchline. Jihoon called Seungcheol over to give him another drink and Seungcheol fulfilled his request. "Jihoon, I think that's enough drinks for you." 

He groaned when you spoke, "Y/N, I'm fiiiiine." Seungcheol returned, giving him his drink that he ordered but before Jihoon could grab it, you took it away. "Nooo! I'm not finished." Jihoon tried to reach your hand with his drink, you only moving it away farther. He ended up crashing into your boobs, face first, while still attempting to grab his alcohol. 

"Jihoon!" You cried out, pushing him away back into his chair. He smirked slightly and muttered a quiet apology to you. Your cheeks heated up with embarrassment, feeling like all eyes were on you. You quickly shook off your suspicions and tried to continue the conversation with Jihoon.

Little did you know, your suspicions were not just in your head. 

Mingyu was stuck talking to his friend, Wonwoo and his rising acting career. He missed Wonwoo but man, can he talk your ear off. Mingyu just wanted to get back to you and take you home. Wonwoo kept cutting Mingyu off every time he had a feeling Mingyu was trying to leave. Even when Mingyu wanted to get a drink Wonwoo still didn't allow it. He doesn't even know how long its been since he had left you, feeling a bit guilty that you probably were all alone. Mingyu didn't want to be mean but damn was he close to just hurting Wonwoo's feelings. 

He looked around for you while he "listened" to Wonwoo's story about his biggest gig and his upcoming role in a drama show. It was then, when Mingyu finally saw you through the arms of people standing around and talking. You were sitting at the bar, seemingly talking to someone and he was relieved that you weren't alone. He shifted his head and body around, wondering who had the honor of being his temporary replacement while he was stuck with Wonwoo. 

"Are you even listening to me?" The latter asked, moving in front of Mingyu's view. 

"Yes! Of course I was!" Mingyu exclaimed, getting fed up with his old friend. 

Wonwoo gave him a look, knowing for a fact that he actually wasn't paying attention. "Am I boring you, Gyu?" 

Mingyu suddenly felt guilty. Wonwoo was clearly just excited to share his accomplishments with him and Mingyu was getting annoyed and wanting to leave. His subconscious was telling him to just listen to Wonwoo and let him ramble--no matter how badly it pained him and how much he wanted to go back to you. "No, I'm just trying to look for someone, make sure that they're okay. It's been a while since I checked up on them and I was just getting a tad worried."

Wonwoo's features softened, feeling bad that he was keeping Mingyu and even making him worried. "Go ahead, it's okay."

Mingyu shook his head, still feeling guilty. "I just need to look around, then you can continue." And that's just what he did. Mingyu stepped to the side of Wonwoo, finally locking eyes on you. He took in how beautiful and gorgeous you looked tonight--maybe even a little too gorgeous. He finally took a look at who you were having a conversation with, and he couldn't lie when he felt his insides churn with a pang of jealousy.

You were intently listening to a black haired male, definitely way shorter than he, and with sharp, dark cat-like eyes. Mingyu had to be honest, he was pretty attractive. The man was talking to you, laughing a bit--thus making you giggle in response. He seemed drunk and when Seungcheol came over, handing the unknown guy another drink along with two other glasses that were empty, it confirmed his suspicions. You then took the drink that was, most likely for the stranger, and that stranger, was not happy about it. Mingyu saw the man try to grab it but instead, land face first right into your chest. You shouted, "Jihoon!" And at last, Mingyu finally knew the name of the man he wanted to strangle right then and there.

"Okay, continue." Mingyu said through his teeth, still looking at you and Jihoon. He pulled out his phone while Wonwoo spoke. He opened his conversation with you and began to type a text. Mingyu stared at you, waiting for you to get his message.

You and Jihoon managed to ignore what had happened and continued on with your conversation. He talked about the people he worked with--between slurs and giggles of course--and you talked about what you did for a living and how you wanted to become a writer. In the midst of Jihoon speaking, your phone vibrated. You apologized to him and he shook it off, continuing what he was saying as you pulled your phone from your handbag.

Mingyu: You're in for it tonight at home, princess.

You gulped as your eyes scanned over your boyfriend's text message. What did you do? All you've been doing is just talking to Jihoon while he was off to God knows where. He was the one that had ditched you, so what could you have possibly done to get you in trouble? Your mind wandered as you tried to come up with any logical explanation behind Mingyu's text.

More time passed, more drinks passed that Jihoon downed in a second, and more flirty exchanges from the drinks that Jihoon downed. The more that Jihoon drank, the more loose he became, resulting in him becoming more confident with you. You wanted to tell him that you had a boyfriend but you didn't wanna ruin anything. Plus his mind was probably so smeared that even if you told him, he wouldn’t be able to register it. Mingyu texted you that he was going to head home, asking if you wanted to come with. You were confused as to why he needed to ask, and wouldn't he be worried about you? Clearly not, so you denied his question, wanting to continue to talk to Jihoon. Mingyu merely responded with an "Okay.." and you supposed he left. He sent you a photo a few minutes afterwards, his face half-shown with your dog in his lap and a thumbs up sign. He always let you know that he got home safely and you were still left in confusion. Why would he leave without you? Weren't you in trouble? What would be waiting for you when you got home..?

"Y/N.." Jihoon said, dragging out the last syllable of your name. You looked over at him, your eyebrows raised. "You're so pretty, you know that?"

You chuckled, ignoring him. "And you're so drunk, you know that?"

He hummed, "I don't have to be drunk to see that though." Jihoon bit his lip, looking at you up and down. 

You felt a slight blush creeping up onto your cheeks, flattered that a man--you had just met--as attractive as Jihoon, thought you were pretty. "Well, thank you then, Jihoon. I appreciate that."

He scooted his chair closer to you, and looked into your eyes. "You're really hot too." 

You swallowed dryly, your heart beginning to pick up its pace. The way Jihoon looked at you, as if you were his prey and he hadn't had anything to eat in days. His eyes darkened, lowering onto you. "Th-Thank you," your breathing became scattered and you stumbled over your words. Your cheeks became extremely warm. Jihoon was bluntly flirting with you and he wasn't hiding any hidden message behind it either.

"It's a shame you're taken though, right?" He placed his hand on your thigh, making you jump the slightest.

You only nodded, not trusting yourself to speak.

Jihoon began to move his hand higher up, "I bet I could treat you better than he could." He whispered. He had you in a trance, not realizing what was even happening. His eyes locked with yours, drawing you in and blurring out the world surrounded by you. Jihoon glanced at your lips and leaned in. You could feel his breath against your lips, making you feel weak in the knees--despite sitting down. 

Suddenly, you snapped out of the spell Jihoon put you under, backing away quickly. A rush of guilt filled your veins and you told him that you had to leave. You rushed out of the club quickly, heading home while being wary of your surroundings. Your knees felt like jello and your stomach flip flopped with shame, almost kissing a random man you only knew for a few hours. Approaching your house with caution, you couldn't see any lights on in the house. You wondered if Mingyu was home or if he had gone off somewhere else without telling you, which would've been weird if he did. You fumbled in your handbag, searching for your keys and entering your shared home. 

"Mingyu? Baby?" Your voice echoed throughout the seemingly empty house. You sighed, taking your shoes and jacket off and heading upstairs to your room. You didn't feel like turning on a light so your muscle memory took your legs to the bed where you flopped onto with a deep exhale. Your hands reached behind your back to unclasp your bra, a breath of relief exiting your chest as you were freed from your confinements.

Your eyes were suddenly blinded as a light flashed on, Mingyu standing in the doorway. His eyes were dark and the shirt he had on unbuttoned. He held the belt that had once kept his pants tight in his right hand. "You're in big trouble, princess.”

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requested:

anon: Hello!!! Can you do a junhui fwb w/ fluff at the end?:”)

→ pairing: junhui x reader

✱ genre/warnings: fwb!junhui, rough sex, bit of dirty talk, lotta fluff at the end with a hint of angst

✱ word count: 3,232

a/n: sorry for another long wait! but i hope you enjoy!

Since the moment you and Jun met, you both knew that what your friendship delivered, it wouldn't be close to just friends.

Since the day he went to a party and drunk texted you that he couldn't even focus on the girl that he was trying to hit it and quit it because he wished it was instead you, things would never just be a friendship. After a night of talking that slowly escalated into suggestive texting into straight out dirty talk and more than revealing pictures of the two of you, it changed the way you and Jun would see your so-called "friendship." But of course, neither of you minded so. You both didn't have anyone in your life besides each other, nor any plans for a relationship.

Thus how you two came up with "Y/N and Junhui's Guide to Benefits." In that guide, there were, rules, to keep your "friendship" steady and without any harm.

Rule number one, you cannot sleep with anyone else without knowledge of the other. Because, for your sake at least, you don't want to catch anything from Jun's horny ass trying to bang anyone he can get his hands on.

Rule number two, you cannot act on anything sexual in the bedroom without the other's approval. I.E that time Jun almost broke your ass because he wanted to try anal without telling you which left you sitting on a bag of frozen fries for two days. Yeah, he still sticks with saying that he "could've sworn" he texted you about it and how you said "sure whatever" in response.

Rule number three, you can see other people, but you must tell the other beforehand. Flashback to when a few months ago into your new set boundaries—minus the rules that weren't yet established—Jun had began talking to a girl. Which led to her being suspicious of you two being so close and brought to the conclusion of kicking Jun in the balls and telling him to have fun with his "girlfriend." Even though you were specifically anything but.

Rule number four, no public skin ship, save it for behind the doors. It's bad enough that some of your friends have raised eyebrows at your guys' "relationship," saying that one of you two are bound to fall for the other sooner or later. But you also don't want people to think that you are taken when you both deep down, secretly wish were true.

And lastly, rule number five, if you do begin to fall for the other, say cantaloupe. You weren't sure why Jun settled on cantaloupe but you didn't bother to question his weirdness. For nearly a solid year already, your guys' agreement had gone smooth sailing—for the most part. Aside from only a few arguments and breaks in talking, everything remained steady and fine.

Ding!

[10:17 pm] Junnie: hey babygirl.

It was a Friday night, spent binge watching the rest of your favorite show just like every other day. There were times when Jun had joined you and ended up falling asleep on each other. But you were sure that this wouldn't be one of those days. Jun only called you babygirl when he needed you—hell, he used pet names when he needed you period.

[10:19 pm] You: hii, what's up?

You really didn't need to guess what was up though, you liked to act coy and make him admit to what he really wants.

[10:20 pm] Junnie: mmm i bet u already know baby

[10:20 pm] You: do i??

[10:20 pm] You: are you sure?

[10:20 pm] Junnie: dont act like that baby

[10:21 pm] Junnie: or else.

[10:22 pm] You: but juuuuunnnnnn

[10:22 pm] You: im tiredddd :(((

[10:23 pm] Junnie: thats never been a problem before

[10:23 pm] Junnie: now open the door its cold out here

You rolled your eyes, not surprised that he was already there, basically waiting to ask you to let him in. Sighing, you dropped your phone onto the couch and paused your show—getting up to fulfill Jun's plead. Jun's ears perked up when he heard your footsteps get nearer, the sudden click of the door followed by your face instantly made standing in the cold all worth it.

"Get in here you dork," you said, opening the door and moving out of the way for the tall male to enter.

"Don't have to tell me twice," he replied as he hurried inside, pushing off his jacket and shoes.

You laughed to yourself and made your way back over to your spot on the couch. Unfortunately, you hadn't noticed that your hips had a bit more of a sway to it, making Jun silently and smirk slightly. He watched you like a predator as you sat on the couch. You only wore a sweater and shorts, not bothering to go back to your room to put on joggers to cover your cold legs. But, since you hadn't worn a bra—because why would you need an unbearable underwire sticking into your torso when you could be comfortable—Jun noticed that your nipples slightly protruded from the material. He swallowed and was, thoroughly reminded of the reason why he came here in the first place. When he had taken longer than usual to come over to you, you glanced over at Jun, seeing him standing there and watching you.

"What?" You asked, unknowingly. The conversation you two had merely minutes ago already slipped from your mind, until your eyes traveled a bit far than intended and you were also reminded of why Jun came over. "Are you just gonna stand there or are you gonna do something about it? Hm?" You teased him, a smirk toying at the corners of your lips.

Jun chuckled, his voice dangerously low. "I'm not gonna do something about it," was all he responded with, not moving from his spot even an inch. You tilted your head the slightest, knowing he wouldn't not do anything about his hard-on. "You are." Your eyes widened, making Jun smirk and he beckoned you to come to him. Slowly but surely, you walked to where he stood.

You kept your head down until the sound of Jun's fingers snapping captured your attention. His eyes were dark, darker than usual, as he stared into you and his arm moved. His index finger pointed to the floor, asking you silently to get on the floor. You did as he inaudibly asked and got on your knees, looking up at him. "Good girl." He bent down and grabbed your chin, lifting you a bit so he could kiss you.

The kiss was soft but needy at the same time. His tongue didn't waste any time prying its way into your mouth, grazing over your own. You moaned and Jun groaned in response, his cock twitching in his jeans at your sounds. You moved your legs out from under you and Jun got closer. He lowered you to the floor as you two never stopped making out. As soon as your head was on the floor—safely—he broke the kiss and went for your neck. "Ah. Jun,"

He shushed you as he trailed his hot, open-mouthed kisses all around your neck. His cold hand shocked you as it grazed along your hips, going up your torso, underneath your sweater and grabbing onto your breast. "Missed you so much, princess." Jun's voice was muffled as he sucked fresh hickeys onto your collarbone, his hands groping you.

"I- ah!" As you were about to respond, you felt pressure on your clit, a broken moan slipping past your lips. "I know you missed me, baby. I can feel how wet you are already."

You shifted against his touch, "Please Jun, n-no teasing."

He chuckled, "Whatever you want, baby." You lifted your hips as Jun's fingers slipped past the band of your shorts, dragging them down your legs. You sat up and lifted your sweater off of your torso, the cold air hitting your nipples, making you shiver but also get even more wet at the feeling. "You're so beautiful, Y/N." His warm but still cold hands found their way back to your breasts, toying with your nipples.

Leaning into his touch you whined, "Junnie," you whispered.

"Yes baby?" He leaned down to kiss your neck, your hands finding purchase in his hair.

"Please," you breathed, "just fuck me."

Jun groaned, your words sending sensation right down to his cock. "With pleasure," he roughly tugged down your underwear and hastily got out of his jeans. His cock strained against his underwear, cursing you both for being so needy.

If you weren't so turned on, you would've spent the entire night sucking his dick. "Wait," you stopped him as he continued to strip. "Can we move to the couch?"

He laughed and helped you up off the floor. You ran to your requested area as he searched his jean pockets and joined you. "Better, baby?"

"Much."

He leaned down to give you a quick kiss and tore his underwear off. Jun pumped his cock a few times, making your heat clench around nothing. He opened a condom he brought with and rolled it onto his length. "Ready?" Jun asked, his hand settling beside your head on the couch, positioning himself.

You silently nodded and he pushed his cock into your pussy. With a whine, you scratched his back, his girth stretching you in the slightest, but most pleasurable, way. "Fuck, Y/N," he looked down at you, admiring the way you already looked completely wrecked and you two hadn't even started. "God you're so fucking perfect," Jun said as he pulled out almost all the way and slammed back into you, knocking the breath out of your chest.

"J-Jun!" He fucked into you, making your tits bounce with every thrust.

"You feel so good, baby." Jun moaned rather loudly, he threw his head back and relished in the way your walls hugged him. Jun's cock slid in and out of you, hitting all the spots that made you whimper and cry out his name.

You desperately searched for his hand, your eyes squeezed shut from ecstasy. He got the hint and grabbed your hand, your fingers intertwining together. "A-ah, Jun, f-fuck." You squealed, and gripped his hand tightly.

"Hold on baby," he said suddenly. You opened your eyes as he slowed his pace down. Jun grabbed your legs and put them over his shoulders and held your thighs. He pulled out all the way this time, your juices exiting your pussy and dripping down onto the couch. "You're dripping for me, Y/N.." he said dreamily as he observed the way your heat began to clench again.

"P-Please, please! Jun, put it back in. I'm begging you." Your nails scraped his thigh, trying to grab it. You felt empty and he hadn’t even been out of you for a minute. You needed him badly.

Jun slapped his cock against you, making you jolt from the action. "So so desperate for me, aren't you?"

You began to get more impatient, "Wen Junhui, if you don't fuck me right now I swear to god I'll-" before you could finish, he granted your wish and rammed into you to the hilt, making you scream out his name. He didn't give you anytime to adjust and only began to fuck you harder, hitting you at a new angle as he held your thighs. You moaned with every movement he made, making you feel pathetic.

"Y/N, I've been so hard for s-so long. I couldn't stop thinking about you and fucking your pussy. Oh my god, f-fucking shit." You felt amazing around him. To Jun, it felt as if he hadn't had sex with you in forever.

"Y-Yes, yes please Jun. Please, h-harder." You breathed, feeling your orgasm building slowly. You glanced down at Jun's cock, shifting in and out of you, the sounds of it making your face flush.

Jun abruptly leaned forward, capturing your lips in a heated kiss. You moved your legs off of his shoulders and wrapped them behind him, wanting to feel him deeper in you. The soft, romantic kiss contrasted against his rough, harsh movements in you, making you get even more turned on. He kissed you gently, his lips like plush pillows against your own. You both breathed heavily through your noses, also cutting in between the kiss to catch your breaths. His tongue mangled with yours, fighting a war he knew he would win. The kiss, his cock moving at such an unbelievable pace made it too much for you, your orgasm building quicker and quicker with each second. "Jun, I'm gonna cum soon." You said against his lips and he whined.

"Me too, baby. Cum with me?" He didn't need a response, with the way you were looking—like a perfect ruined masterpiece—the sounds you made and the way you enveloped his length like you were made for him, he felt his own orgasm approaching as fast as yours. He sat up, never slowing down his movements as his thumb suddenly came into contact with your bundle of nerves.

You screamed, your clit pulsating with pleasure, developing a quick heartbeat. Your vision began to get fuzzy and your hearing getting muffled. The coil in your stomach was getting ready to go off, you knew you wouldn't last much longer. "J-Junnie, I-I'm gonna cum." You managed to tell him.

"Let it go, princess. Cum all over me." His words pushed you over the edge and with a hard clench around his cock, you came. Your walls clamped onto Jun and that was enough for him to cum as well. You both came with a loud moan of each other's names that you half expected to get calls of complaint from. Jun's cum spurted into the condom, his mouth forming a wide 'O,' and sighed contently. You both stayed in your positions, your heavy breathing the only thing audible in the humid room.

After a few short moments, Jun slowly pulled out of you, making you both hiss with sensitivity. He stood up and disappeared somewhere, discarding his soiled condom. He returned with a warm wash rag to clean you up and also all your clothes. "I wasn't too hard on you was I?" You giggled lightly, his hard side long gone with the condom he used.

You shook your head lightly as he wiped your juices off of you and tried his best to soak it up from the couch as well. You both were still naked but he stared into your eyes, making you feel weird. "What?" you questioned self consciously.

Jun didn't say anything, his eyebrows furrowed and he looked sad. "Fuck." He whispered under his breath, hoping you hadn't heard it.

But you did.

"What happened?" You sat up and got on your knees as he handed you your sweater.

He lifted himself off the couch and stepped into his underwear quickly. "Uhm, nothing!" Jun said, throwing his clothes on and beginning to get ready to leave.

"Wh-" you grabbed your own underwear and slipped them on, your eyes locked onto the figure briskly walking to the door. You decided screw the shorts and ran after him, grabbing his wrist. "Jun? What happened? Are you okay? Was.." you trailed off, nervous to ask your next question. "Was it not good?"

Jun faced away from you, eyes locked on the door. You let go of his wrist slowly, your heart hurting for a bit. He never just left after you two had sex, whether it was soft and romantic or rough and hard and lasted forever. Jun and you always stuck by each other, cuddling, eating and sometimes even falling asleep together afterwards. Why was he in such a rush to leave-?

Oh.

Looking down at the floor, you felt tears prick the corners of your eyes. Hesitantly, you asked—afraid of the answer, "Are you, seeing someone?" Jun still didn't budge or say anything.

After a long silence of him arguing with himself, he drew in a deep breath. "Cantaloupe."

Your eyes widened and you looked up at him, recognizing the code word you two settled on, nearly a year ago. "I," you were speechless, you didn't know what to say. Your words were replaced with sand and it made your throat dry.

"I didn't mean to fall for you, Y/N. I didn't think I would but, how could I not?"

"Jun," you began to say before he cut you off.

"No. Let me, let me finish." You nodded in response, even though he still wasn’t facing you.

As if he read your mind, he slowly turned around. "I didn't think I would fall for you Y/N but, god how couldn't I? You're so beautiful and you've put up with me and my bullshit for so long. You even agreed to just being friends with benefits and although I've enjoyed that, very much. I feel like it's not enough for me." Jun felt as if he were going to cry. All the pent up emotions and feelings he's had brewing for you for the last few months were about to spill over. "I love you, Y/N. I-I really do. I look forward to waking up and seeing your texts, I look forward to coming over and seeing your pretty face, but it hurts my heart whenever I see you with anyone else."

A tear slipped its way from the brim of his eye and rolled down his cheek. "I remember when you started dating that Joshua guy and he just totally broke you in a way that I wouldn't wish on my sworn enemy. The way you cried in my arms, Y/N, stabbed my heart and didn't leave my mind for days. It killed me seeing you like that, so broken and hopeless."

You sniffled, your vision becoming a murmur of colors and Jun's figure in front of your main entrance. "Y/N," he shifted closer to you and grabbed your hands. "I am so crazy about you. And I love being your friend but, I want to be more. I've wanted to be more for so long I just, didn't know how to tell you. I want to be here with you and not at home, wondering if you'll change your mind one day and leave me. Or laying in my bed, worrying if you're debating whether or not to stay with me. I want to be yours, Y/N. And I want you to be mine. Please, I love you so much. Without the sex, you're still my best friend and my god, I'm certain that I'm in love with you." You swallowed dryly, your heart stinging in a good way. "What do you say, Y/N? Will you be my girlfriend?"

Smiling, you pulled his hands closer to you and wrapped your arms around his torso. Jun cooed inwardly, his own arms wrapping around your frame. "Yes Jun, of course I will." He smiled like an idiot, squeezing you ever so lightly.

“Thank god because if you said no, this would’ve been awkward for a long time.”

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requested:

anon: hello are your requests still open?? can i request some quickie with wonwoo? 😄 thank you! 💕

→ pairing: wonwoo x reader

✱ genre/warnings: highschool!au, daddy kink, pet names (just kitten), oral, rough sex, public sex (?), dirty talk

✱ word count: 2,012

a/n: sorry for another long wait! hope you all enjoy it :)

The alarm woke you up, unreasonably louder than you remember. It was half past five and you were exhausted—more than usual. You hated getting up so early for school who doesn't just to sit in classes for hours on end, learning things you'll most likely not need to know in the future. The only thing that kept you from even waking up and going there was Wonwoo. Wonwoo was your, "friend," let's say. You weren't dating, but you weren't not dating. You didn't put a title on it, despite the both of you being in a few relationships in the past. Your phone buzzed as you were brushing your teeth, just barely audible over the running of the faucet and your shower water.

Wonwoo: You up babe?

Speak of the devil.

You: Like always

Wonwoo: I'm heading to school early today, meet me by my locker?

You: 'Course

You already knew what that meant when he gets to school early. When you get to school early, you get there early. You have almost an entire hour to kill, just to walk around the empty halls or catch up with Wonwoo and his other friends, sit in the class and finish homework. But, there were times when Wonwoo needed you, for release. You couldn't even count the amount of times you two have had sex before the day had hardly begun. He couldn't help it, he wasn't sex crazed or anything, just crazy about you. After you showered, put on your uniform and told your mom goodbye, you started the ten minute walk to your school. You rarely ever ate breakfast in the morning, despite when you had time to do so. Wonwoo had already gotten to the school by the time you did. You stopped by your locker and put your bag away. The halls were all empty, not a single student in sight as you made your way to his own locker. 

As you rounded the corner, a hand grabbed you from somewhere and pulled you into darkness with a click of a door after. You didn't have to guess that it was Wonwoo—or maybe you should have. Before you could question any further a light was switched on and your assumption was proved correct. He was standing in front of you, locking the door of the supply closet. The school's uniform hugged his body, almost a little too well. 

"You couldn't wait just a bit longer, Wonwoo?" 

He smirked as he walked closer and pulled you against his body, your stomach getting poked by his not-so unexpected boner. "No, babe. I was literally aching for you earlier. I almost was gonna try taking care of it myself." Wonwoo leaned in, capturing your lips with his own. You clutched his bicep, clad with a white button up as his hand wrapped around your waist. He couldn't wait to have you, the times of being in this same closet, keeping quiet and the only sounds coming from the slapping of skin against skin. The air in the small room had already began to heat up as Wonwoo pulled away hesitantly away from you, breathless.

"You know, I dreamt of you." He said, his forehead resting against your own.

"You did, did you?" You held back a smirk, knowing he didn't like it when you did that. Only he liked to be in control. 

He only nodded in response, his hand going to rest near your collarbone, fingers lightly dancing on the skin. "Wanna know what I dreamt of you doing," he paused, "kitten?" You gulped, and let out a shaky breath, followed by a nod. Wonwoo had only used the pet name on special occasions when he was really needy for you, wanting you as wet and ready for him as soon as possible. "Words, kitten." 

He leaned down and kissed the junction of your collarbone, making you let out a soft moan. "Tell me, Daddy." 

Groaning, he sucked on your neck. "I dreamt of you, laying on the bed for me, whining, blindfolded, wondering where I was at. You looked so fucking cute being so oblivious to what I was gonna do to my little kitten." You moaned slightly louder when Wonwoo's hand suddenly clasped around your mouth. "You need to be quiet, love. Or else." His eyes burned into yours as his slender fingers fiddled with the buttons of your white shirt. One of them popped, then another, and another until your torso was fully exposed to him—minus you wearing your bra still. "You wore my favorite one, the one with all lace on it," he chuckled.

"Thought you would appreciate it, Daddy." 

He slipped the button up you were wearing—required for your uniform—off your shoulders, giving you goosebumps as his fingers brushed against your shoulder.

"Oh, I do, kitten." Wonwoo got on his knees and looked up at you, sending the sensation straight in between your legs. "Here's what I'm going to do," he started as his hands ran up your thighs and disappeared under your skirt. You shook and your hand harshly settled on the wall for balance. "I'm gonna first get a taste of you," he said lowly, his hooded eyes shooting into yours. "Then, I'm gonna fuck you against that wall," he said, referring to the one that was inches behind you. You gulped as his fingers hooked the bands of your underwear and began to drag them down the length of your legs. He smirked when he seen a slight damp spot, "Looks like I'm not the only one who's needy." 

You rolled your eyes and scoffed, "Wonwoo shut up and hurry so you can fuck me already." You could've been exaggerating when you said that something had snapped in him as he growled. 

He pulled you down slightly and his head disappeared under your skirt and began lapping at your pussy. You moaned out loud before Wonwoo pinched the back of your ass, signaling you to keep it down. You clasped your hand around your mouth, the other leaving to clutch on a cabinet that held cleaning supplies on its shelves nearby. Wonwoo grinned evilly as his tongue licked up and down your folds, tasting you entirely. "Get eager with me again kitten and it won't be pretty. I'll have you crying and screaming to cum, only to let you take care of it yourself." 

You gulped and bit your bottom lip, your legs shaking from the amount of pleasure. His teeth raked against your swollen clit, making you squeal softly. "I-I'm sorry."

Wonwoo smacked your ass, "Sorry, what, kitten?"

"I-I'm sorry, Daddy," you reply, as best as you could. He continued eating you out, his tongue swirling and poking inside of your pussy. The noises he made while doing so sounded like it belonged only in a pornography video. Your cheeks flushed and soon enough, you knew your legs would give out. If there was one thing Wonwoo did best, it was giving you the best oral than the time before. 

Suddenly, you felt two of his fingers enter into you. Stifling a cry out, your head laid against the wall, chest rising up and down as fast as Wonwoo's tongue did against you. His fingers curled and slid inside of you. "So warm for me kitten," was all he said before his thumb came into contact with your clit and began rubbing it as his fingers moved in you. 

"Daddy, oh fuck," You moaned as quietly as you could manage, not wanting anyone who was also early to hear you two. 

"Does it feel good, baby? So desperate for my fingers, huh? I bet you were excited that I told you that I was coming here early." He looked up at you, on his knees and his hand underneath your skirt. You whined and bit your lip, looking down at him. The sight made you clench and Wonwoo smirked. "God you're so fucking hot, I can't wait any longer." Wonwoo stood up quickly and turned you, pushing you against the wall. Moaning out, your cheek laid on the cool surface.

The temperature felt amazing against your heated skin. Wonwoo yanked down your skirt and unzipped his pants, not bothering to take them all the way off. He grabbed his member out and pushed himself inside you, making you cover the loud yell that had almost escaped. Your walls enveloped his cock, the feeling making you both whine. "Fucking shit, it's like you only feel better and better after every time I fuck you." He pulled out slightly and slammed back into you. Wonwoo held your hips as your right hand searched to hold onto his arm. He threw his head back as he groaned deeply. 

"Daddy, p-please." You let out a choked moan, as Wonwoo was sliding in and out of you, painfully slow.

 "What kitten? What's the matter?" His hand snaked down your torso and found your clit.

 "F-Faster, please Daddy." With a smirk that you—unfortunately—couldn't see, Wonwoo obliged. He pulled out all the way and snapped his hips back into you, fucking you roughly against the wall. 

You squealed and whined with every thrust, only making Wonwoo go harder and faster. "S-So responsive for me, kitten." He stuttered, the pleasure coursing and filling every inch of his body. You definitely could say the same—literally every inch of you. Wonwoo always fucked you like it was the last time he'll be able to, proving that he only gets better and better. With his cock pressed against your walls and his middle finger toying with your clit, you felt your orgasm building up already—slowly but surely. You felt like he was going to break you by how fast he was going, but neither of you minded it. Wonwoo was sure as hell enjoying it and you were too. His thrusts became desperate, his moans getting more frequent and higher with each passing minute. Both of you were covered in a layer of sweat, due to the humid room caused by the activities that was going on. "God, I'm gonna cum soon," Wonwoo spoke out, silently wondering if you were going to as well. 

"M-Me, too." You replied, breathless and interrupted partly by a pathetic whine. Wonwoo's fingers began rubbing your clit with more force, making your legs shake. Your legs partly started to give out before Wonwoo caught you. He turned you around and picked you up, pushing you against the wall. You wrapped your legs around him as he reentered you. His left hand dug into your hips and his fingers found their way back to your swollen bud. Your walls began to clench around Wonwoo's cock, making his jaw drop in pleasure. "D-Daddy! I'm gonna c-cum." 

He sighed and leaned forward to kiss you as he picked up his pace again. "Cum for me, kitten," he whispered in your ear. As he gave one last hard thrust into your pussy, you screamed out. You came around Wonwoo, clenching even tighter, making him cum as well. 

His seed spurted inside of you, filling you up. "Fucking shit," Wonwoo said breathing heavily as he pulled out of you slowly. Some of his cum and your own dripped out of you, making him lick his lips. "Still always looking beautiful even after I wreck you, kitten." 

The rest of the energy inside you left when you laughed lightly, throat hurting and pussy aching. Wonwoo let you down gently, you clinging onto him when your legs basically had turned into jelly. "Thanks you ass. I don't know if I'll be able to walk right today." 

He merely chuckled and gave you a kiss on the cheek. "What's so wrong with that?" Wonwoo bent down to grab a rag he brought with him to clean you off. 

"Nothing but I would like to not be questioned why I'm walking so funny or having to be stared at by everyone." You two fixed yourselves and checked the time. 

There was still almost an entire hour left before classes started and when Wonwoo had realized so, he quirked his eyebrow. 

"Shall we go for round two, kitten?"

#seventeen smut #seventeen imagine #seventeen scenario #wonwoo smut #wonwoo scenario #wonwoo imagine #jeon wonwoo #wonwoo #kinksvtwrites #requested

[kinksvt]

→ pairing: reader x wonwoo

♕ summary: you and wonwoo had been friends for a while but after some unknown tension that changes.

✱ genre/warnings: friends to lovers!au, dirty talk, degradation, rough fucking, daddy kink, the whole deal, plus a liiiittle bit of fluff at the end bc im a sucker for wonwoo

✱ word count: 3.2k+

1 / 2 / 3

you threw the blanket that was already with the room off of you and put on your shorts, making your way to the door. you turned the knob slowly, thinking every move you made was the loudest thing on earth. slipping past the opening in the door you made, fear of it squeaking loudly, you walked stealthily across the hall towards the stairs to head into the kitchen. you didn't know what the hell to eat or what to do. you just needed to occupy yourself and take your mind off of things.

"couldn't sleep either?" a deep voice spoke from behind you suddenly. your heart jumped and you spun quickly around to see who the person was.

“oh,” you cleared your throat, “hey wonwoo.” the air felt awkward between you two, tension so strong that it could cut a knife.

"hey cutie, what's up?" wonwoo made his way to the cupboard, looking for a snack. you blushed at the nickname as you faced away from him, opening the fridge that was behind you.

"nothing, i was just, uhm, hungry." a mess could only be used to describe you in this somewhat uncomfortable situation with wonwoo.

he looked back at you, seeing you grab the carton of milk that sat inside the fridge. "hey, do you remember when we were younger.." wonwoo trailed off, leaning against the island that sat in the kitchen. you placed the milk on the counter top, stopping everything you were doing. you still didn't look at wonwoo, but your attention was on him. “we used to," he chuckled softly, "sleep with each other?"

your eyes widened, the moments erupting in your mind clear as day. you two would innocently sleep in each other's beds during your many sleepovers. there were times when wonwoo would move closer to you during the nights when you were scared because the rain beat at your window. but of course, all good things come to an end eventually and when you two both sprouted during high school, you both decided it was best to stop without having it to be mentioned. it just seemed right to the both of you. "yes..i do. why are you bringing it up?"

wonwoo had made his way over and set his hand on your shoulder, startling you. "because. ever since the first night you slept in my bed, i couldn't sleep easily without you in it."

it was like you were in some sort of trance and someone else had taken over your body. you turned around to face wonwoo, his warm hand feeling like it was burning your skin. "really?" you looked into his eyes, his own staring into yours.

"yes, really. i always think back to when you slept with me. i always think about the feeling of my arms around you, protecting you. i feel like i constantly have to protect you to make sure you don't get hurt." when you were about to respond, he added, "i don't want anyone else taking you away from me."

that had sent a shiver down your spine and a rush of heat to your core. "w-what do you mean by that?" you both knew what it meant.

"it means," wonwoo began walking towards you, making you walk back until you hit the other counter, "that i like you, y/n. a lot."

you gulped and followed his eyes that were on your lips. you subconciously licked them, mentally screaming at him to just kiss you already. and as if he had read your mind, he finally leaned in and kissed you. a feeling of butterflies had erupted in his stomach, and yours. he had waited so long to finally be able to kiss you. he had only dreamed of how it felt to have your lips on his own. he pulled away to look at you, your eyes already open and wide. your lips parted to speak but he cut you off, "can i kiss you again?"

you merely nodded and he returned to you. he took the hand he once had rested on your shoulder and placed it on your hip, lightly rubbing the exposed skin. his other placed on the back of your head, deepening the kiss. you were incredibly wet and wonwoo began to slowly become hard. his dreams only had escalted after you two had kissed. he was hoping that his many dreams about you would become a reality at last. "fuck," wonwoo said breathlessly against your lips, "you don't know how many times i've wanted and thought about kissing you.."

"y-you've thought about kissing me?"

"god yes." his fingers brushed against your arm softly, trailing up and down. "you drive me crazy, y/n."

"i-i do?" you thought your knees were going to buckle, you felt so weak.

"you haven't noticed? fuck, i've liked you for as long as i can remember, princess." wonwoo let out a chuckle, "you can't tell me that you don't feel something for me either."

"i do, feel something for you wonwoo." he smirked in response but quickly wiped it off. "come with me." he whispered. grabbing your wrist, wonwoo pulled you away and headed upstairs. his grip didn't loosen, he turned the hall into the room he was staying in, nudging you in and locking the door behind you both. wonwoo suddenly switched on a light that, to your luck, was dim and not extremely bright.

you swallowed dryly, feeling intimidated by how wonwoo stared at you. like a predator getting ready to pounce on its prey. "uhm, w-wonwoo-" he raised a hand to silence you, walking closer and closer to you. the back of your knees hit the bed, making you tumble backwards slightly. wonwoo got on top of you and wrapped his hand lightly around your throat. the sensation and the feeling went straight down to where you wanted him the most.

“you know princess.." his hand released your neck, his fingers moving—making an invisible trail down your body, "i'm not happy with what you did earlier." it suddenly clicked in your mind as his fingers slipped the strings of your tank top off your shoulder, pulling your shirt over your head. "did you do it on purpose, baby?"

you whined, feeling small and little under everything wonwoo was doing to you. "no, i-i didn't mean to. i was just-"

"don't lie to daddy, princess." wonwoo's hand cupped your clad breast. "you wanted me to look at you, right? you wanted me to be jealous of jeonghan, didn't you?"

"no, wonwoo, i-"

"what was that, baby?" he slowly dragged his entire hand down your body until he reached the band of your shorts, right above the area he knew he had been affecting you the most.

"wonwoo, p-please," you needed him to touch you already. you were pretty sure your panties were soaked and your clit had already developed its own heartbeat.

"that's not my name, princess." he raised himself back up to your face and kissed your neck roughly. you let out a moan as he began sucking harshly on your neck. his other hand held the other side of your face. "yeah, that's right baby. moan louder. let everyone in this goddamn house know who you belong to." wonwoo was going to make sure that, not only jeonghan, but everyone know who was making you feel good. "who's doing this to you, baby? who's making you so wet?"

"you, wonwoo."

"uh-uh, that's not my name." he smoothed his tongue against your collarbone, also leaving light purple hickeys there. "it's daddy to you, baby."

with a desperate whine, you moaned, "d-daddy, please touch me. i need you so badly."

wonwoo pulled away from your collarbone, looking into your eyes, his own clouded with lust. "such a naughty girl, begging for daddy. can't you wait a little longer, baby?"

you shook your head and wonwoo tsked as he moved down your body to the material that covered your lower half. his fingers touched your skin and pinched the band of your shorts, taking them off painfully slow. you sighed when you were met with the cool air. you didn't wear anything fancy or sexy, considering the fact that you weren't expecting jeon wonwoo to see them. "how cute.." wonwoo brushed his fingers against the baby pink striped underwear you wore, making you shudder quietly. "so innocent, baby. god you're so fucking cute."

you shyed away, moving your legs away from wonwoo. you became easily self conscious, despise from always being looked at carefree and confident. wonwoo grabbed your legs, spreading them open. he let out a groan, "my pretty girl, you're so wet." his long fingers suddenly came into contact with the dark pink spot. "can i?" he asked as his digits hooked on your underwear.

"yes," you breathed out. and with that, wonwoo slid your underwear down your thighs. he let out a moan, "fuck," he sighed out.

"could you remove something? i-i don't like how i'm the only one naked.."

he laughed slightly as he quickly stripped himself, leaving his boxers on. "now baby, what else do you want?"

"touch me." you couldn’t wait any longer. if you did, you think you’d burst.

"anything for my girl.." he smirked and lowered his head between your legs. wonwoo was so close to you, you could feel his breath against your heat. "you're so wet, babe. i bet i could slide my cock right in there." he suddenly placed a sloppy kiss onto your clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through your body.

you moaned, "more daddy, please i'm begging you." and with that, wonwoo attached his mouth to your pussy, his tongue sticking out slightly.

you moaned again, louder as his tongue quickly glided all across your folds. your hands fisted wonwoo's hair, making him groan, sending vibrations up your body. he flatted his tongue against you, making your body arch. you let out a whine as you clenched your thighs around his head, he took his left hand and rested it on your lower stomach. he brought his right hand to you and entered his digit inside you, causing a pornographic sound to leave your throat. he looked at you and began moving his finger, "that's right baby, wake all the guys up. let them know what i'm doing to you, my beautiful princess."

he suddenly inserted another finger into you, making you gasp. his mouth came into contact with your clit and he sucked harshly on it. his fingers going in and out of you and curling desperately, trying to find your sweet spot. his other hand reached up and grabbed your boob, lightly pinching your hard, pink nub. your senses became overwhelmed. with wonwoo's skillful fingers and relentless tongue on your pussy and pleasure on your boob, you already felt your orgasm approaching faster than you thought it would. "don't cum until i say so," he said, almost knowing your body already. you clenched around him as his tongue continued to lick and suck at your clit. his fingers went as far as you allowed and he curled them again and you squealed loudly.

"daddy, r-right there," your body felt as if it was on fire. euphoria ran through every vein in your body, a ball of pleasure quickly building up in your lower stomach.

"cum for me, angel." you let out a long moan followed with a squeal you didn't know you were capable of making. as you came, your hips stuttered, as if the world was slowly stopping.

"you look so hot when you cum, baby." he pressed one last kiss to your heat, making you jolt with pleasure.

"daddy, i-i need your cock."

"yeah, baby? you need daddy's cock? what a dirty slut you are, so impatient after i had given you what you wanted." he slapped your thigh, making you yelp. you felt your juices run and drip onto the sheets. wonwoo got off of the bed, "on your knees," he pointed at the floor in front of him. you did as he said with no hesitation. you got up from the bed and kneeled in front of him, already knowing what was going to happen. "here's what princess is going to do for daddy." he bent down ever so slightly and grabbed your chin to make you look up at him. "princess is going to be good for daddy, and suck his cock. right, baby?"

"yes, daddy." you swallowed dryly, you've never been this turned on and vulnerable in your life.

"that's my girl.." he then pulled his boxers down in one motion, his cock springing out and slapping against his lower abdomen. you audibly gasped at his size and girth, squeezing your thighs together. his cock stood tall, the tip a crimson color and you could just barely see a few shiny drops of precum beginning to leak out. the veins protruded out from his base just enough for you to see it in the dim light. "like what you see, princess?" he smirked, hearing your gasp and noticing your stare.

"you're so big.." you were breathless, only thinking about the spots he would be able to hit with ease inside of you, filling you up.

"don't flatter me baby, come closer." you thought wonwoo looked stunning in daylight, smiling but he looked even more stunning, sweat coating his body and making his hair stick to his forehead. you took a mental remembrance to this sight as you scooted closer to wonwoo and his awaiting present. "open." he instructed, his mouth falling open in desire.

you did as he told, your tongue sticking out slightly. wonwoo could devour you whole right there at that sight, again. as soon as his tip touched your mouth, he let out a sigh. his cock filled your cavern and you began sucking gently, earning satisfactory moans from wonwoo. you bobbed your head up and down on his dick, your tongue swirling against his red tip. “shit baby, just like that.” wonwoo’s fingers gathered your hair in a ponytail, “can you take all of me, princess?”

you looked up at him and hummed in response. wonwoo carefully slid himself deeper in your mouth, hitting the back of your throat—you gagged slightly.

“you gotta relax babygirl, unless you wanna make it difficult on yourself.” he said, gulping as the pleasure took over him. you did as he said and relaxed, deepthroating wonwoo, earning another moan from him. “yes baby, fuck. keep sucking my cock like that..” wonwoo breathed heavily, now beginning to guide your head up and down on himself. you hollowed your cheeks as he moved your mouth to his liking. while you sucked wonwoo, you felt your wetness gathering down south again, your clit pulsating with need.

wonwoo looked down at you as best as he could, fighting back the urge to throw his head in ecstasy. he already felt his orgasm approaching, seeing you on the floor for him—your mouth wet on his dick. all of those late nights trying to be quiet while fucking his fist thinking about you came rushing into his head. he yanked your hair—resulting in a moan from your throat—pushing you off of him, a trail of saliva falling from your mouth. “fuck, i was gonna cum. god, i knew that pretty mouth could do wonders.” wonwoo smirked as he helped you up, your knees getting slight carpet burn and legs half numb. he motioned for you to lay on the bed as he got out something from his short’s pocket. “can’t ever be too safe,” he took out a condom and quickly rolled it on as he looked at you. you giggled as you waited for him, “hurry up, daddy.” you said playfully.

“uh uh, princess,” he fixed the condom onto his hard length as he came closer to you. “you have to be patient.” he leaned down to kiss you then to whisper in your ear, “or you won’t cum again.”

you swallowed as you nodded and looked down between your legs.

wonwoo fixated himself between you, pumping himself a bit. you whined when you felt him rub his cock on your folds, “fuck,” he groaned. “i can’t wait to ruin you, babygirl.” wonwoo slid himself in you, making you moan loudly.

“w-wonwoo, oh my god,” he stretched you out slightly, filling you up just as good as you had hoped—even better. “p-please wonwoo, fuck me.”

he waited a few moments to let you adjust, “my pleasure.” hips suddenly snapped, making you yell out. “wonwoo!”

he leaned down and you wrapped your arms around his neck as he began thrusting into you quickly. “fuck, y-you’re so tight.” wonwoo didn’t hold back. his cock enveloped in you, gliding against your warm walls drove him crazy. he buried his face into your neck, breathing warmly against your already burning skin. you moaned loudly and raked your nails down his back, making wonwoo moan in unison with you. “d-do that again, oh my- fuck, fuck you feel so good y/n,” his relentless hips rocked against yours, switching between fast and hard. he felt his orgasm returning but he was keen on making you cum first. wonwoo let his hand wander down your body until he found your clit, grazing over it softly when he earned a high pitched whine from you.

“i-i’m close,” you managed to tell him.

“good.” wonwoo rubbed your bundle of nerves, making you squeal with every thrust he gave into you. “you like that, baby?”

you only nodded, feeling your second orgasm building up like a coil.

“yeah?” he asked, beginning to rub you harder as his hips began to slow down a bit. “you like it when i play with your clit while i fuck you, princess? huh?” he held back a moan, “such a dirty little slut for me, whining, not caring that we may wake the others up.”

“w-wonwoo-“

“scream my name, princess. who do you belong to?” wonwoo rubbed you fast and harsh, in time with his dick slamming into you.

it was all too much and your orgasm crashed over you, making you scream wonwoo’s name—like he wanted. you clenched rhythmically around wonwoo, causing him to cum into the condom with a loud groan. his hips stuttered as he threw his head back, lips formed an O shape. he pulled out of you, breathless and collapsed beside you.

the two of you laid in seungcheol’s guest bedroom, tired and content.

“how loud do you think we were?” wonwoo asked, facing you. his post-sex aura made your heart ache.

he was perfect—scratch that.

he is perfect.

and he thought the same about you.

“considering that i don’t think i’ll be able to walk for a while—pretty loud.” you smiled, thanking the low lights for hiding the blush that began to rise on your cheeks.

“so what does this make us now?” he turned on his side, his fingers brushing a piece of hair that fell onto your face.

“i was hoping that we could, be more than friends?” you said but sounded more like a question filled with the hopes of it not being rejected.

“i was hoping so too.”

a/n: i finished writing this at 3:30 am so i apologize if theres any mistakes im ljterally half asleep ♡

#seventeen imagine #seventeen smut #seventeen scenario #wonwoo imagine #wonwoo smut #wonwoo scenario #jeon wonwoo #seventeen #kinksvtwrites

[kinksvt]

→ pairing: wonwoo x reader

♕ summary: you and wonwoo had been friends for a while but after some unknown tension, that changes.

✱ genre/warnings: friends to lovers!au, talks about sex/smut related themes, nothing too explicit

✱ word count: 3k+

part 2

a/n: theres going to be a few parts bc i didnt know tumblr had a block limit or w/e its called so it stops at a random point, im sorry!

you went over to seungcheol's house where he and the rest of the twelve boys were hanging out—courtesy of your friend dropping you off. they said that they were bored and you were the only person that could hype them up and make it not so boring. you weren't exactly close to each one of them. joshua was shy around you, jun was always awkward and never knew what to say, same goes with seungkwan and dino. but you were closest with cheol, jeonghan, minghao, wonwoo and mingyu—knowing wonwoo for the longest. the rest were kind of your friends, still kind of like acquaintances. "what did you bring this time, y/n?" cheol asked, getting up from the couch where jeonghan and wonwoo also sat.

"i brought alcohol of course, and pizza." you replied, already feeling a bit tipsy after drinking a few beers before arriving.

"no alcohol for me but i'll take some pizza." dino said, standing and helping you with everything.

"i knew that you wouldn't want any so i brought backup soda." you carried a liter of pepsi and set it on cheol's kitchen countertop. all the boys got up and gathered in the kitchen, it was clear that they haven't ate yet so it was good you brought enough for them each. you smiled a bit when you felt a large hand rest on your shoulder. "you're too kind to us, y/n." a deep voice whispered, dangerously close to your ear which sent shivers down your spine.

you turned and saw wonwoo smirking. "you scared me." playfully hitting his chest, you got pizza with the rest of the boys and headed back into seungcheol's huge living room. there was a large flatscreen tv, a decent sized coffee table, two couch chairs and three long couches. although there was plenty of room for everyone to be seated, jihoon, soonyoung, joshua and dino sat on the floor, closer to the tv. you sat on the couch between cheol and jeonghan with the pizza in your lap and another beer in your hand. wonwoo came shortly afterwards and sat right in front of you.

cheol ended up putting a scary movie on, which he knew was one your favorites. every now and then you'd feel wonwoo's hair slightly brush your leg, causing you to get goosebumps. you couldn't lie and say that you never thought of him in a, not very appropriate sort of way before. he was extremely attractive—to say the least—with a deep voice, amazing talent, a caring yet dominant personality. and not to mention he's always around you and wanting to become closer to you. texting you, hanging out with you when he can, inviting you over to his house, parties, etc. he was sweet and kind in general but for some reason, when it was with you, it felt different. you weren't the only person who noticed either.

a few months ago, jihoon and some of the other guys mentioned the situation saying how he treated you differently than how he treated them and other girls. wonwoo was obviously appealing so he did have numerous girls trying to get with him around school. either trying to get with him, or in his pants. jihoon said that he'd always turn them down, ignore or just walk the other way, clearly uninterested. jun agreed and said that before you came into the picture and got close, wonwoo used to accept girls and have loads of them in his bedroom every night. he never tried to have a relationship, just a one night stand or a hookup every once a while. you clearly thought it was weird and a bit suspicious, but you never were the kind of person to draw conclusions and assumptions to stimulate your own fantasies of having the infamous jeon wonwoo as your own. he and you always talked and were closer than anyone else. sometimes he would flirt with you on the down low, but you always thought it was just friendship humor between the two of you. so you played along. you two would flirt and be suggestive around one another, compliment, call each other "babe" and say "i love you," but you never really thought of it being serious until that point. you had hoped your feelings weren’t one sided..

but even before that, that didn't stop you or your imaginations of being with him. innocently, or sinfully. you had to be honest, you did find yourself a bit turned on while thinking about his slender, long fingers inside you or tangled in your hair while you sucked him off. or how his skillful tongue would feel flicking against your clit and eating you out until you saw stars. or, how his length would stretch and fill you up.

in midst of your thoughts, a weight hit and landed on your shoulder, making you silently wince in pain. you quickly looked to your left and saw that jeonghan had fallen asleep and tipped over onto you. quietly thinking, you gently held his head and moved up to let him lay down. while doing that, you accidentally bumped wonwoo in the back with your legs, quietly apologizing in return. wonwoo turned around instantly and saw you, he smiled. you continued moving jeonghan slightly so he wouldn't wake up in pain. you knew how badly it sucked when that happened after sleeping wrong. when your work was done, you smiled to yourself and felt a tap on your back. "do you want to sit down here with me?" wonwoo whispered when you turned around. you nodded but motioned for him to wait a minute. you got up and grabbed two blankets, one for you and one for jeonghan. you covered him up and then sat on the ground against the couch next to wonwoo. "are you cold?" you asked him, genuinely concerned.

"uh, yeah actually, a bit." wonwoo replied quietly that only you could hear. smiling, you moved the blanket so it covered both you and wonwoo, but it was too small, wonwoo’s left knee was still exposed and part of his thigh. wonwoo silently groaned, then scooted closer to you, rubbing against your arm and knee. "there." he smiled as he fixed the blanket on his side, covering his legs.

you gulped. you felt so close to wonwoo. you could feel the temperature of his skin against yours. you didn't know what to do. you could practically hear your heart beating fast and hard against your chest—you were surprised that wonwoo, or the others weren't able to either. the rest of the boys were awake and still watching the movie, for the most part. some were dozing off, some were going to head home, telling cheol goodbye.

at the end of the movie, only jeonghan, seungcheol, jihoon, wonwoo, minghao, vernon and seungkwan remained in the living room.

cheol chose the next movie which, to your luck, was 50 shades of grey.

"ah, hyung why this movie?" the second youngest in the room complained.

"yeah, do you know how awkward we'll all feel? 'specially y/n!" seungkwan agreed with vernon.

seungcheol gave them both a look and turned his head over to you. "y/n, do you mind if we watch this?"

you swallowed dryly, your heart still continuing to beat rapidly. "uhm, i mean, i guess not? whatever you all want.." you silently cursed seungcheol for putting you on the spot.

seungcheol innocently smiled, "then i take that as a no, you don't mind." he put on the movie and headed back to the recliner he occupied.

suddenly wonwoo whispered in your ear, "why did you agree to this, y/n?" his breath fanned your ear, sending another round of chills through your body and heat to your core.

you weren't sure if he knew what he was doing to you. your heart still continued pounding, "i-i don't know, i didn't want to rain on anyone's parade." that technically wasn't a total lie.

wonwoo laughed slightly by your ear, "how thoughtful of you."

you turned your head, his face inches apart from yours. "thank you." you replied as calmly as you possibly could.

his eyes studied your face, then dropped down to your lips for a split second. wonwoo smirked slightly and licked his own, then nodded.

as he was about to turn his attention to the movie, you quietly said his name. "wonwoo.."

he looked at you with a raised eyebrow, "yes?"

your heart felt like it was going to burst at any moment. you wanted to kiss him. you wanted to grab his face and taste him, feel his soft tongue against yours. you wanted to feel his lips against your neck, his hands at your throat. everything. you wanted him so badly. "i..i’m going to make popcorn," you quickly got up and stumbled to the kitchen. you needed to get out of there. you could barely breathe, you needed to collect yourself and calm down. searching for the box of popcorn, you tried to slow down your breathing. you opened the bag and put it in the microwave, then set the time. you sat at the island waiting for it to finish. mentally slapping yourself, you couldn't get his lips out of your mind. you were so close to just leaning in and kissing the hell out of that boy. you rested your head against the cool marble top, gently banging your head against it, wishing that jeon wonwoo wasn't such a fucking god that you just wanted to pounce on every time you see him.

"you okay?" a voice said from in front of you.

you sighed before responding, “yeah i'm okay.” it was minghao, the red haired boy examined you closely, "you sure?"

"yeah, it’s just.." you sighed once more, laying your head on the table. the microwave began to beep, signaling the popcorn was done. minghao walked briskly over and got it out, setting it near you. "hao?" you asked, head still down.

"yes y/n?" you heard the chair next to you scrape gently on the wood floor.

lifting your head up, you leaned in closer to him, just so that wonwoo—or any of the other awoken boys—wouldn't have a chance of hearing. “what do you do if you like someone but you're just too afraid of ruining what you already have with them?" you were ready to spill.

minghao puffed his cheeks and furrowed his eyebrows, a look of confusion taking over his soft features. "oh, uh,” he paused for a second. “hmm, well, i don't really know."

"i don't know if i'm in love with him or if it's just a little infatuation."

"oh wow, who is it? if you don't mind telling me." you could tell minghao was genuinely interested and curious.

you glanced over to the living room, making sure wonwoo hadn't popped up and peeping on you two.

"WAIT." minghao said, a little too loudly.

"shh!" you hushed, quickly covering his mouth. "please, don't tell and keep it down." he mumbled an "okay" into your hand. his own reaching to your wrist to take it away. you grabbed his shoulder and put your lips near his ear, "it's wonwoo." you quickly moved away and hid your face.

"oh, psh, i knew that."

"how did you-" he cut you off by rolling his eyes.

"oh come on. i've seen the way you look at him, the way you act with him, the way you get when you're next to him."

"b-but it's just friendly things though! we-"

"what's friendly about calling each other babe, saying i love you, flirting, smiling at each other as if you two were the only ones in the world, and falling asleep on each other?"

you glared at him while he smiled, showing his teeth like a child. "shut up, i just don't know if i like him, love him, or lust over him."

"well, maybe it's not just a crush? to me it seems like its not. besides, i've seen the way you act around him. it's completely different than when you're with the others."

"oh whatever. it's not that obvious."

"y/n. come on. you stare at him with total heart eyes, you always giggle around him, you look at him up and down, you have that shine in your eyes. i bet your pupils grow a thousand times bigger by just thinking of him."

"stopppp." you said, feeling heat rise to your cheeks.

"see? you're blushing! you're so adorable." minghao laughed and put his hands on both of your shoulders.

"if you don't stop teasing me i swear to god xu minghao i will-“

"y/n?"

you and minghao faced the living room to see wonwoo standing there, confused.

minghao moved his hands off your shoulder and held back a smile. "good luck," he whispered in your ear and got up to leave the kitchen.

you punched him playfully while he laughed and you gave him a look. "hey wonwoo. what's up?"

"i was just, wondering where you were. you were taking a while and then minghao left and came here so.." wonwoo stood there awkwardly.

why was he being like this? it's as if he were nervous, anxious.

"aw, that's sweet wonwoo, i was just talking with minghao and lost track of time."

"oh,” was all that he replied with.

you grabbed the bag of popcorn and walked to him. "come on," smiling, you put your hand on his back and guided him back to the living room.

"guys, want any popcorn?" wonwoo asked the boys, but they were all too interested in the raunchy movie. "guess it'll be just for us." he sat in his previous spot while you did the same.

time passed and the movie began to get a bit more dirty. seungkwan was right, you did feel awkward. especially being next to wonwoo, who couldn't stop moving around. "is something wrong, wonwoo?" you said quietly into his ear.

"what? oh, uhm-" he coughed lightly, "yeah i'm fine, why?"

you giggled, "you keep moving and clearing your throat. are you sure you're alright?"

he visibly swallowed and smirked the slightest. he leaned over to your ear, "i'm sure y/n. i'm fine." he smiled sweetly, assuring you he was indeed fine. "what about you? are you alright?" you felt his hand touch your inner thigh, subconciously making you clench them together. you shuddered and nodded. he hummed, "mm, you sure?" he innocently began squeezing your thigh, a habit he developed long ago into letting you know he's there for you.

you swallowed back a moan and grabbed his hand, then moved him closer, "i'm sure."

neither of you were sure.

as the different sex scenes came up and you couldn't help but imagine that wonwoo was christian and you were anastasia.

before, you thought that this kind of relationship was extremely weird. being tied up, spanked, overstimulated, etc. it all seemed so..not ordinary. but one day, you were bored and your mind lingered over to the kink and researched more about it. now, you're pretty sure it wouldn't be all that bad, hot and arousing, even.

you glanced over at wonwoo who was clearly more into it than you, including the other boys. you looked around, seeing how all of them were focused on the movie, the brightness shining their eyes. moans and slaps from the movie erupted and made your ears grow warm. you looked at wonwoo, seeing his adam's apple in his throat bob. you obviously couldn't be the only one who had been affected by the movie's vulgar scenes. you felt like you needed a high power fan on your face. you weren't only turned on, but embarrassed watching this with all the other guys. how was anyone else not moving around like wonwoo? he has clearly bothered. the poor boy couldn't stay still, and the bulge in his sweatpants didn't seem so comfortable either.. you were lucky that no one could be able to read your thoughts, or who knows how they would react.

wonwoo felt the exact same way though. he couldn't stop moving around, his dick wanting nothing but friction and release. wonwoo, like you had thought as well, couldn't help but wish you two were in the movie's positions rather than christian and anastasia. he's only imagined how your moans would sound during the countless times he's gotten off to that scenario.

"finally the movie's over!" seungkwan yelled after what seemed like forever.

seungcheol got up, heading to switch the lights back on.

"what happened?" jeonghan said suddenly, voice laced with sleep as he sat up and yawned.

"and by 'head to bed' you mean beat your meat for a bit," vernon chuckled.

the rest of the guys laughed as seungcheol looked at him, "you're not wrong." vernon looked back at him with an dramatic shocked expression while seungcheol raised his eyebrows and headed upstairs. vernon looked back at him with an dramatic shocked expression while seungcheol raised his eyebrows and headed upstairs.

"i'm going home, see ya." seungkwan sat up, grabbing his jacket.

"me too, give me a ride?" vernon asked the older, also grabbing his jacket.

"sure." the two youngest said their goodbyes and headed out the door. other members followed suit and left back home as well. with you, jeonghan, jihoon, wonwoo and minghao left, everyone tried to brainstorm ideas on what to do next. "how about truth or dare?" jihoon suggested.

"what are we, eighth graders?" jeonghan complained, rolling his eyes.

"got a better idea?" jihoon snapped back.

"yeah, actually," jeonghan paused, "anything but that."

"you're just scared that someone will give you a dare that you don't wanna do." jihoon pressed at jeonghan, wanting him to give in.

he scoffed in return, "scared? no way, i just don't wanna play that dumb game."

"then suggest a better one, yoon." minghao butted in, stopping the two from fighting.

“how about spin the bottle?"

“how's that any better than truth or dare?"

#seventeen smut #seventeen imagine #seventeen scenario #wonwoo smut #wonwoo scenario #wonwoo imagine #jeon wonwoo #seventeen #kinksvtwrites

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requested:

@middle-of-a-wonshua-sandwich: I can't wait to see what your works! Hmmm for request how about pool sex with Seokmin? If you want to of course. ♡

→ pairing: seokmin x reader

✱ genre/warnings: smut, sum fingering, slight dirty talk, riding, and a lil bit of fluff at the end

✱ word count: 1.7k+

a/n: sorry for the long wait!! i apologize!

When your friend, Seungkwan invited you over for a swim, you didn’t expect to end up like this. You didn’t expect to be surrounded by three other shirtless, attractive boys. You thought it was only going to be you and him, which you were totally fine with. But when Seungcheol, Junhui, and Seokmin ended up joining you two as well, you were everything but fine.

You—to say the least—had a crush on Seokmin. You were not expecting to see him today, especially when you had been wanting someone to help you relieve some of your, urges, for the past week. It was already Friday and you had gone the entire week, each night, touching yourself and getting minimal satisfaction. You thought that taking a swim in Seungkwan’s personal pool would help wash some of your sins away, all whilst not having to worry about your body or worrying about looking good in front of someone.

All that was thrown out the window once Seokmin had popped his ashy blue covered head out from the back porch of Seungkwan’s.

Seokmin, also to say the least, had a little crush on you too. Well. He thought you were pretty damn fine and would not mind at all having you all to himself. When Seungkwan had innocently told the group chat that you were coming over, Seokmin wanted in. He wanted, not only to see you, but see what you had underneath the tank tops and shorts you wore because of the hot, sticky weather. He wanted a couple of the other guys to tag along too, just so he wouldn’t be obvious that he just wanted to take a glimpse of you in your swimwear.

After long hours of laughing and talking and wasting time outside in the pool, the sun began to set and night was beginning to settle in.

Seungkwan was ready to head inside, along with the other two boys. Except Seokmin and you. They nodded you both off, not having a second thought, and got out of the water, sprinting towards their towels. “Have fun!” Seungcheol said as he and the others ran inside, shutting the door behind them. You gulped nervously, Seokmin was only a few feet away from you in the pool. The awkward tension suddenly filled between the two of you when he finally spoke up. “Do you know any cool tricks?” He asked. You couldn’t help but giggle a bit at his random question. “Like what? A handstand?”

Seokmin smiled, his eyes crinkling. “Yeah! Can you do one?” He slowly swam over to you.

You wondered for a moment, “I think so. Let me try,” Laughing slightly, you took a deep breath before diving under the water, heading to the bottom of the pool. You couldn’t swim fast enough and you ended up tipping over and kicking Seokmin in the head. He yelped as you quickly rose back up to the surface. “Oh my god Seokmin! I’m so sorry!” Seokmin didn’t respond, he was only laughing which calmed you a bit. He held his hand on his head, which you put your own on so you could feel it, making sure there wasn’t a bump or anything. “Ah, oh my gosh. I’m so sorry, Seok.” You rubbed his head, pouting, feeling bad and embarrassed at the same time.

Seokmin only stared at you, your hand on his sending earthquakes in his heart. You two made eye contact. He glanced down at your lips before leaning in and kissing you quickly. You pulled away unintentionally, surprised by his action. “I-I’m so sorry, Y/N..I just. I just thought that-“

You cut him off quickly, “N-No! It’s okay! I, uhm, I wasn’t expecting you to, to kiss me. I didn’t know if you wanted to.”

He laughed, “Of course I wanted to, that’s why I did it.”

You didn’t know what was happening, but you most definitely wanted to find out. “Kiss me again then,” you teased.

Seokmin smirked, “My pleasure.” He leaned again, connecting your lips. This time you didn’t pull away but pulled him closer. You savored the softness of his lips against your own. They molded together perfectly as if it were meant to be that way. Seokmin brushed his hands against the water and wrapped around the small of your back, pulling you closer to him. Your body felt hot, despite being almost completely submerged in the cool water, followed by the slight breeze of the early night. You tangled your fingers in Seokmin’s hair, getting lost in the kiss. He dragged his tongue on your lower lip, asking for entrance. You obliged without hesitation and felt it graze against your own, making you moan slightly. Seokmin slackened his jaw, deepening the kiss. “Y-Y/N,” He said breathlessly when he pulled away. You and him caught your breath, both in a lust filled daze.

“Seokmin,” You started, looking at him. Your eyes had turned a shade darker, pupils blown. You looked wrecked and Seokmin hadn’t even done anything hardly. He could devour you right there. “P-Please, I need you.” You whispered, clinging onto his bare shoulder. Your legs felt like jelly, close to giving up.

Seokmin smirked and picked you up, walking to the shallow end of the pool near the stairs. “You need me, baby?” He sat down on a stair as you stood in front of him, your torso exposed due to the small depth of the water. You only nodded and he beckoned you to come closer. Following his order, you made your way to him. Seokmin grabbed your waist, and pulled you onto his lap. Your clad pussy made contact with his hardened cock, making you whine. “S-Seokmin-“

“Shh, baby. It’s alright, I got you.” He moved your hips against his, making you rub yourself against him. He let out a soft groan as his hand lowered into the water as you continued grinding yourself onto him. His fingers made their way into your bathing suit and rubbed your clit, making you yelp. “I can feel how wet you are, princess. Is it just from our little kiss?” He glided his finger against your folds, spreading them apart. “Or have you been thinking about me since I arrived? Hm?” Suddenly, Seokmin entered his digit into you, making your jaw drop as you clung onto him. When you didn’t respond he harshly slammed his fingers in you, “Answer me when I’m talking to you, babe.”

“Y-Yes, I’ve been thinking of you since you g-got here,” you hiccuped, his finger relentlessly curling in you.

Seokmin chuckled in your ear as he continued his actions. He lowered his head in the crook of your neck and slowly licked a stripe in the junction of your collarbone, making you shiver. “You’re not the only one, I couldn’t stop looking at you in this little bathing suit. Do you know how fucking good your body looks in it? I wanted to fuck you so badly.” Seokmin sped up his motions as fast as he can, the water unfortunately taking the blow. His tongue brushed against your neck and sucking here and there, leaving purple blossoms behind.

“S-Seokmin,” you couldn’t even respond to him. You whined as his palm rubbed against your clit, sending jolts of pleasure through your body. Your fingernails dug into his shoulder, making Seokmin‘s cock harder as he fingered you right on his lap.

“You look so hot, angel. Does it feel good? Tell me how I make you feel, princess.”

Your walls clenched rhythmically around his fingers, making him smirk. “F-Feels so good, Seok..please d-don’t stop.” You mewled, feeling your orgasm building up in the pit of your stomach.

Suddenly he pulled his fingers out of you, making you gasp. “I want you to cum around me, baby. Don’t get mad, or else you won’t cum at all.”

You gulped as Seokmin took of the bikini on your lower half and took off his swimming trunks. “What if someone sees us?” You asked as he grabbed your waist, still sitting down.

“Then they’ll have a show to remember,” He winked at you before he made you sit down on his dick. His length slowly entered you, stretching your walls and making you wince quietly. Seokmin let out a long sigh, “Fuck,” he laughed for a second. “Ride me, baby.”

You didn’t have to be told twice before you placed your hands on his chest, beginning to move on Seokmin. “G-God, S-Seokmin, you feel so fucking good,” you praised, moving up and down on his cock. He filled you up more than you would’ve guessed, but you were more than satisfied. Seokmin leaned forward to capture your lips in a kiss while he began bucking his hips to meet yours. You moaned loudly in his mouth when you felt the tip of his cock brush against your g-spot. “S-Seok! Right there,” you hugged him, feeling your orgasm return.

“S-Shit,” he breathed, “you gonna cum for me, pretty girl?” He held your hips and began fucking up into you, hitting your sweet spot continuously.

You bit Seokmin’s shoulder, muting some of your moans. Giving him a response, you hummed while you felt yourself right on the edge.

Seokmin wrapped his arms around you and began pounding harder into you. “C-Cum for me, baby.”

As if on cue, your orgasm hit you, making you still on his lap. You shook in his arms, chanting Seokmin’s name as you came around him. Your pussy convulsed on his dick, and he continued to thrust in you—his own orgasm nearing.

With a groan, Seokmin stopped and came inside of you. “Y/N,” he whispered in your ear and bit his lip. You sat in his lap, both of you out of breath, not being able to speak.

“T-That was amazing,” You said softly as Seokmin pulled himself out with a low moan. You grabbed the bottoms of your swimsuit and slipped them on while Seokmin did the same.

“I-I know this is probably sudden, especially after that but uh, I kinda like you.” Seokmin said, the two of you walking out of the pool.

You giggled, “Kinda? Well that’s a shame because I totally like you.”

Seokmin smiled shyly, “I meant that I do like you.”

You returned the smile and kissed him on the cheek.

“Good.”

#ya this sucks im soz :( #seokmin scenario #seokmin smut #dokyeom scenario #dokyeom smut #seventeen scenario #seventeen smut #lee seokmin #seokmin #dokyeom #seventeen #requested #kinksvtwrites

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→ pairing: mingyu x reader (kinda)

♕ summary: mingyu really needed you, he couldn’t wait until you got home so he decided to take care of it himself.

✱ genre/warnings: smut, kinda sub!gyu, dirty talk, masturbation, grinding (?)

✱ word count: 742-ish (its so short IM SORRY)

Mingyu had been bothered all day.

From unintentionally seeing you getting dressed to go to your part time job to remembering all the times you had dommed him mercilessly. Mingyu was home alone and wanted nothing more to feel your touch against his burning skin. He wanted to touch himself. He knew if he did, you’d punish him. But.. would it be all that bad though? He just wanted you and your hands, he’d get it either way so, what did he have to lose?

Mingyu rushed upstairs to the bedroom you two shared, closing the door behind him. He stripped himself without a split hesitation and laid on the bed that you two were previously in only this morning. Mingyu rested his head against the pillow, feeling relief of the temperature contrasting against his warm, flushed skin. He swallowed, glancing to the closed door, thinking you’ll pop up at any given moment. You weren’t supposed to be home for a while yet so he told himself to relax.

Mingyu’s right hand slowly trailed down his torso, his left toying with his nipples a bit, making his cock twitch the slightest. He wrapped his hand around himself and let out a soft exhale. Like always, he had imagined that it wasn’t his own hand but yours. Your much smaller, softer hand that knew the right movements to get him to his high quicker than he realizes. His fingers caught the few beads of precum that had began leaking out and spread it along his length. He moaned again, “Y/N..” Mingyu pumped himself slowly, still messing with his nipples, pinching them here and there to stimulate himself. He let out a few curses while stroking himself a bit faster.

Mingyu went back to the time mentally when you had went down on him while he was restrained and blindfolded. He couldn’t see anything but he could hear every movement you made and felt your warm mouth around him. His focus was solely on you and the pleasure he got from you and your—almost too skilled—tongue. “F-Fuck, Y/N.. why did you have to t-take that late shift.” Mingyu whined out, his head falling back into the pillow, his neck outstretched, wishing to be marked by you. There were still a few visible purple bruises from the night before from your doing. He bit his lip, his hand moving against his cock and fingers brushing against his tip that made his hips buck up. “G-God, I wish you were here..”

Mingyu sat up, hand still on his cock and flipped himself over so that his chest was pressed against the mattress. He began grinding against the sheets, moans only getting more frequent. “I w-wish, you would suck me again.. I need your mouth Y/N.” He softly squealed, “I need it so b-badly.” He spoke his dirty prayers to the air as he leaned on his arms, hips bucking against the soft plush bedsheet. “Wish your tight pussy w-was around me instead of these f-fucking sheets,” Mingyu imagined you were under him, that he was in charge. He had you moaning and writhing under him with each movement. “I wanna cum inside you, f-fill you up to the brim.” He whined, wishing and wishing harder that you would just appear to help him finish. Mingyu was already getting closer to the edge. All day with no touch and mind filled with things he wish you would be doing to him instead of being at your job.

His hips were now desperately working under him, chasing his high. Moans getting tangled with his need to breathe and whine all at the same time. Shameless, he fucked the sheets—mind set on cumming and finally crossing that line. If only he had been more attentive, he would’ve heard the front door slam and your voice asking where he was. But he wasn’t, all he wanted was to cum. And he was getting there. “Y/N, I-I’m gonna,” Mingyu was cut off by his orgasm ripping through him. His movements halted as his cum spurted onto the similar colored sheets and a loud, drawn out moan. Followed by a whine, he collapsed onto your shared bed—making sure not to lay in his results.

“Gyu?” A soft voice had said, making Mingyu’s eyes widen and wish he had just waited a bit longer to cum.

a/n: my fiRST EVER POSTED SMUT AAH this was supposed to be a sub gyu smut but i kinda trailed off whoops but i hope you guys liked it anyways.. it’s so short in my opinion but i’ll make the next one longer! thank u sm mwah ♡

#seventeen smut #seventeen imagine #seventeen scenario #mingyu smut #mingyu imagine #kim mingyu #seventeen #kinksvtwrites

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→ pairing: wonwoo x reader

♕ summary: you and wonwoo had veen friends for a while but after some unknown tension, that changes.

✱ genre/warnings: friends to lovers!au, kissing

✱ word count: 1.8k

part one / part three

"how about truth or dare?" jihoon suggested.

"what are we, eighth graders?" jeonghan complained, rolling his eyes.

"got a better idea?" jihoon snapped back.

"yeah, actually," jeonghan paused, "anything but that."

"you're just scared that someone will give you a dare that you don't wanna do." jihoon pressed at jeonghan, wanting him to give in.

he scoffed in return, "scared? no way, i just don't wanna play that dumb game."

"then suggest a better one, yoon." minghao butted in, stopping the two from fighting.

“hmm, how about spin the bottle?"

"how's that any better than truth or dare?"

"you really want to have the chance of kissing one of the guys?" you laughed at the ridiculous game that angsty teens like to play just to get with their crush at a party.

"no of course not." jeonghan turned around towards you, "i wanna get the chance of kissing you of course." he threw a wink towards your way and you feigned a puking noise.

little did you know, wonwoo was giving jeonghan a serious death stare, getting jealous.

"fine. i guess we'll play spin the bottle." jihoon agreed and got out an empty beer bottle that one of them finished earlier before.

"how about we make this more interesting?” wonwoo started.

"we're listening." jeonghan replied, leaning in.

"you have to last a minute kissing, and you can't touch the other no matter what." wonwoo told his challenge to everyone.

"oh my god."

"i don't wanna kiss one of you dicks for a minute!"

"take it or leave it. if you lose, remove a piece of clothing."

"WONWOO WHAT THE HELL?"

"alright." jeonghan piped up, "i wanna get the chance of seeing y/n naked."

"shut up." you couldn't hide the blush that began forming on your cheeks.

and wonwoo didn't like that.

jihoon leaned into the circle everyone made with their bodies and spun the bottle.

everyone's heart began to beat a bit faster as the neck of the bottle passed them until it began slowing down.

landing on wonwoo.

"fuck that. what if we don't want to kiss them??"

"then you remove two pieces of clothing." you suddenly said before thinking.

"fine with me." jihoon took both his socks off.

“oh please, kissing me isn't that bad." wonwoo only said in reply.

"to me, it is. go jeong"

jeonghan was on the right of jihoon. following the younger's actions, he leaned in and spun the bottle.

you were suddenly the most nervous out of the group. but also a bit excited. the thought of being able to kiss jeonghan wasn't something you were totally against.

"minghao!" jihoon exclaimed.

"nope." jeonghan shook his head furiously and removed his socks, mimicking jihoon's previous choice.

"this isn't going to be any fun if you all just skip your turn." you complained.

minghao was next, he stretched and spun the bottle.

"jihoon."

"will one of you fucking kiss already? this is so boring." you didn't want all of the boys to wait until they landed on you, since you were the only girl. jihoon rolled his eyes while minghao scooted over to him. "how long do we have to last?" the youngest in the group questioned.

"one minute." you said, getting your phone out to time. "ready, set..go."

after clicking the timer, the two boys leaned in, connecting their lips. no one dared to even breathe. both of them had their eyes closed, lips not moving. only a few seconds passed and jihoon pulled back slightly and went back in. they started to disconnect and reconnect their lips. minghao had moved closer to the older, the kiss getting hotter by each second. literally.

"time.." you said in a trance once the timer went off, your eyes focused on the two. they pulled away slowly, faces flushed.

jeonghan, wonwoo and you looked at the two, wondering what the fuck just happened. minghao coughed, "s-so, uh, y/n, your turn!" he quickly shuffled over to his spot next to you.

your heart began to beat a bit faster as you took your turn. watching the bottle spin around the circle of you five.

"jeonghan!"

you made eye contact with jeonghan, seeing him smirk lightly. he patted his lap, "come to daddy." your eyes widened at jeonghan's nickname for himself.

“gross. please don't say that." you mocked, but deep down that had turned you on slightly.

wonwoo stared at jeonghan, wanting to murder him. you made your way over to jeonghan hesitantly.

"ready?" jihoon used your phone for the next timer, "go."

slowly but surely, jeonghan turned his head to the right slightly and leaned in, your lips connecting.

the whole moment—the whole situation—felt unreal. his lips were soft and you could slightly taste the alcohol he had from earlier that night, slightly mixed with faint cherries. your heart began to race faster as jeonghan bit your lower lip, forgetting there was three other people watching you. jeonghan didn't care though, he was glad to finally be able to kiss you and feel you against him. he wanted more of you. he trailed his tongue on your lower lip, asking for entrance, which you allowed. he didn't waste anytime before delving his tongue into your mouth, catching yours.

you didn't know what you were doing. you were sitting in a circle, with three other guys watching you and jeonghan make out. one of them being the guy you supposedly have feelings for. so why were you kissing jeonghan? you had absolutely no idea. maybe it was the situation or the situation mixed with the alcohol still in your system. but with the movie getting your hormones and needs up, all you wanted was to kiss someone. even if it was jeonghan and sadly not wonwoo. jeonghan's hands gripped his own thighs, holding back the urge of wanting to pull you closer and run his fingers through your hair. your tongues danced in unison, making quiet sloppy noises in the dead silent room. you felt yourself getting even wetter—which, at that moment, you thought was impossible. boy, was that man good with his tongue. he kept brushing his muscle against your own, like he was in his own world with you and three other guys weren't staring the two of you down.

"time.." jihoon said, but you couldn't hear. your hearing was filled with a fuzzy buzz from the amount of euphoria running through your veins, just from jeonghan.

he couldn't take it anymore. he removed his hands from his thighs and pulled you closer to him. you decided to break the rule yourself and make a mess of his hair between your fingers. you pulled on his hair slightly making him moan into your mouth.

"time!" jihoon repeated, obvious you two didn't quite hear him the first time.

wonwoo was beyond furious. he couldn't believe that the mouth he has been wanting to feel on his own for so long was mouth fucking with another guy. and it wasn't him. he clenched his jaw, seeing jeonghan's hands move all around your back. his hand traveled lower and lower-

"HE SAID 'TIME!' GODDAMN IT."

the room fell silent. you and jeonghan stopped what you were doing and pulled away from the other, a trail of saliva connecting your lower lips. your cheeks turned a bright pink, a wave of heat engulfing your entire body. jeonghan smirked as he watched you get up and head back to your spot next to minghao. he licked his lips while seeing you so bothered by the kiss between you two. wonwoo sat back down, too angry to even look in your way. but the thought poked at the back of his mind, why should he be mad at you?

"i-i think we should uhm, s-stop here.." minghao said in a quiet voice, afraid of wonwoo and his outburst.

"agreed.." jihoon chimed in lightly.

suddenly, there were loud footsteps and a shirtless seungcheol entering the living room. "the fuck's going on??" he must've heard wonwoo's yelling.

"n-nothing.." minghao stuttered.

the oldest saw the bottle in the middle of the room. "are you 14 year olds seriously playing spin the fucking bottle?"

jeonghan nodded, smiling innocently.

"and you little shits didn't even bother to invite me?"

"we didn't want to interrupt your," jihoon paused for dramatic effect and raised his fingers, "nap." using air quotes.

"shut up, jihoon." he ran his fingers through his damp hair. "anyways, why the hell did wonwoo yell?"

minghao laughed slightly, making everyone look back at him.

"what's so funny, hao?" wonwoo asked, not laughing nor smiling.

"n-nothing. nothing's funny, wonwoo."

you mentally face palmed yourself. you totally forgot you basically confessed your feelings about wonwoo to minghao.

there was an awkward silence that quickly filled the room.

"s-so, should we watch another movie?" minghao suggested, trying to change the subject and fill the quiet room.

"you guys can, i'm actually gonna head to bed." jihoon said, getting up.

"and you plan on going home to sleep?" seungcheol stood in front of jihoon, blocking him from going up the stairs.

"cheol, you literally have like four guest bedrooms." the smaller one complained and rolled his eyes. "now, move.”

seungcheol ended up moving and eventually, everyone went to bed. or at least to seungcheol's guest bedrooms.

you couldn't help but think back to the steamy kiss you had with jeonghan. you didn't know that such a pretty boy could be so rough and needy. especially with someone like you. you couldn't sleep. you couldn't get jeonghan, nor wonwoo off your mind. you felt like you had cheated on wonwoo with jeonghan. even though you two weren't even together. hell, you still didn't even know if he felt the same way about you. with an exhausted and tired sigh, you twisted and turned in the bed that seungcheol had offered you. you didn't feel like going back home. the room was pitch black, whole house silent. probably because everyone was asleep considering it was almost 2 am already. you turned on your back and stared up into the darkness.

little did you know though, wonwoo was awake as well, not being able to get you off of his mind.

he was so unbelievably angry at what you and jeonghan had done right in front of him. he felt betrayed, not only by the girl who he wants to give his everything to, but by his own best friend as well. jeonghan knew—or at least had a feeling—that wonwoo liked you and for some reason, making him jealous by having his tongue in your mouth right in front of him, gave him a sort of power over him. he didn't know why or what it was about you that made him get a feeling that wonwoo gets as well. but wonwoo wasn't going to let jeonghan try to take you away from him.

hell no.

over his dead body.

a/n: THIS IS VERY SHORT IM SORRY BUT THERES SMUT IN THE NEXT PART GET READY YALL

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