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pairing: wong kunhang x fem!reader (oc) genre&au(s): fluff, humor, best friend!au, high school!au warnings: n/a length: 0.2k words

[7:45 am]— best friend!Kunhang slapped the hood of his car, leaning his hip against it, and crossed his arms. “Come on, Y/N, we’re going to be late!”

I took a sip of coffee from a mug branded by a random American basketball team, leaning against the door frame, dressed simply in a pair of sweatpants and my favorite sweatshirt. I looked like I had just rolled out of bed, which I had since Kunhang took it upon himself to be my personal alarm.

“I’m not going to school today!” I yelled across my front yard. “I don’t feel well!” I faked a cough.

“Well, then, I don’t feel well either!” He doubled over, cradling his stomach, and staggered across the lawn. “Maybe I should come inside and rest!” He flashed me that mischievous grin I grew to know so well.

“Yeah,” I said as he stumbled through my front door, “maybe you should.”

Once I closed the door, he whirled around, suddenly in perfect health. “Whoever loses in Mario Kart has to buy lunch?”

“Oh, you’re on!”

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Naughty Boy | Wong Kunhang (Hendery)

Summary: Your naughty boyfriend Hendery gives you a hickey.

Genre: Boyfriend!Hendery, fluff

Word Count: <1k

You were leaning over the bathroom sink, putting the finishing swipes of mascara on your lashes.

You swept your hair to the side. You noticed a small bruise on the side of your neck.

“A hickey?” you shouted. “Really, Hendery? What are you, twelve?”

Your boyfriend Hendery sauntered into the bathroom.

He was naked, apart from the faded boxers that sat dangerously low on his slim hips. He had a toothbrush hanging out of his mouth, and his chestnut hair was in disarray.

Hendery smirked, mouth full of toothpaste.

“That’s right, baby, wear me on your neck like that.”

“What were you thinking?” You groaned, patting your neck fiercely with foundation. “You know I have an important meeting today.”

“It was an accident,” Hendery said, coming up behind you and wrapping his strong, muscled arms around your body. He leant in towards your ear. “Plus, I didn’t hear you complaining when I was giving it to you last night.”

You let out a small sigh. You could still remember the feeling of Hendery’s plump lips kissing every inch of your skin. You could still remember the thrill as he grabbed your ass and locked your hips with his. You could still hear his heavy breaths in your ear.

You opened your eyes, looking at the reflection of the two of you in the mirror. You gazed at Hendery’s tanned arms, his broad shoulders. You marvelled at the handsome, imperfect man that was all yours.

You spun around and pushed your mouth onto Hendery’s. He kissed you back eagerly, pressing his hips against yours.

“Aren’t you going to be late?” Hendery said, between kisses.

You caught Hendery’s lower lip between your teeth, earning a growl from him.

“We’ve got six minutes,” you said. “Think you can work with that?”

Hendery grabbed your waist and picked you up, holding your entire weight with one arm. Your heart soared.

Hendery grinned. “You bet.”

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Back 2 You - Hendery

Paring: !childhood best friends/roommates to lovers to exes to lovers again! hendery x afab! reader

Genre:  college au in the beginning, non-idol au, HEAVY ANGST & smut 

Synopsis: You grew up with Hendery and have been best friends with him ever since you were little. But as you both got older, things started to become more complicated. After all that has happened, can you ever bring yourself to trust and forgive him…

Warnings: !fuckboy! hendery,  HEAVY TOXICIXY, cheating(he did it tho…), lots of arguing, heavy alcohol use (he is lowkey an alcoholic…), SLIGHT domestic violence (only happened once), the reader lowkey a perv in the beginning, dirty talk, teasing, kissing, fingering, choking (receiving), oral (giving/receiving), throat fucking, manhandling, use of sex toys, heavy degradation, rough sex, slight humiliation, edging, overstimulation, unprotected sex

Word Count: ~11k words (officially the longest I ever wrote I genuinely don't know how this happened...)

A/n: I hope you enjoy this because it's one of the first fics that's very story-driven. This one is not for the faint of heart so if any of the warnings trigger you, you shouldn’t read this fic! 

Growing up, you used to be next-door neighbors with Hendery. Ever since you were little, you were really close with all his sisters. Both of your parents would have you guys hang out with each other all the time. You'd practically be at their house every weekend. He never had a brother, so he was always stuck playing alone with his action figures.

One day, you left his sisters for a little bit to go play with him, and since then, you've been closer to him, hanging out with him all the time, up until high school. People started assuming that the two of you were dating, which caused a lot of conflict in your friendship. He didn't care, and you weren't sure why it mattered so much to you. You knew that you just weren't ready to tell him you liked him. You started to develop feelings for him and didn’t want to come to terms with it. So, you distanced yourself, but Hendery, being Hendery, would constantly bother you and just wouldn’t leave you alone.

Eventually, you have gotten over everything in senior year and go back to being good friends again. The feelings you once had for him suddenly just went away.

That was until the two of you became roommates after high school.

You both used to joke about how you always wanted to live together when you were kids, but you actually made it happen. That summer after high school, you both worked hard and eventually rented an apartment together. No one in your family questioned it since they knew that your relationship was completely platonic and didn’t see each other in a romantic way at all.

Now, you were both juniors in college and were loving it, especially Hendery. Ever since you both started college, he would attract so many girls and was pretty much the life of any and all parties.

Parties weren’t really your scene, but you would go to them every once in a while. Every time you went out with him, it was like you would see a different side of him. When he is around you, he is always so calm, but when he goes out to party, he gets sloppy drunk and tries to hook up with every girl he sees. It was getting overwhelming for you having to always drag his ass back home and be the one to apologize for him after any messes he made. You practically became his caretaker always having to help him sober up after the party. So, you just stopped going to parties with him altogether. It just got worse as time went on; he would start coming home late at 4 or 5 am, and you knew that meant he was probably with some girl. Deep down, a part of you would get almost annoyed and irritated when he was out with someone this late.

Almost as if you felt jealous, maybe?

This was all put to the test when one night Hendery was getting ready to go on a date with a girl. He was asking you for advice on what to wear and how to act. You were just sitting idly by on the couch, reading a book. You heard him call out your name and walk into the living room. It seemed he had just hopped out of the shower because he had his towel wrapped around his waist. His hair was still wet, and you could see the water droplets slowly drip down onto his body. You even looked down for just a second and discovered that he had a new grown happy trail.

Why was he so attractive?

But him being shirtless didn’t make things feel awkward between the two of you because you guys were so close to each other; it didn’t even matter. Plus, whenever he was home, he was shirtless the majority of the time, so this didn’t faze him.

“Okay, so which shirt should I wear for the date? This pink one or the green one?”

He presented you with two different colors of dress shirts, and you pointed at the pink one since you thought that would suit him better. He smiled at you and walked back into his room, and you heard the door shut. You covered your face with your hands, trying to compose yourself. Tonight was a big night for Hendery because this would be his first serious date, and you felt bad for feeling this way about him. 

To be fair, you never really had much dating experience. You only dated one guy in high school, and it wasn't even a serious relationship. These days, you didn’t know why, but you couldn’t stop thinking about Hendery. Even when you pleasured yourself, sometimes he would come into your mind. You felt guilty perceiving him in such a perverted light. He was your best friend, and all you could think about was him fucking you.

It’s been 15 minutes, and he finally got out of his room, and you saw Hendery all dressed up in formal attire.

“Wow, you look fancy. Where do you plan on taking her?” You said enthusiastically.

“Oh, I’m taking her to a nice high-class restaurant that’s on the outskirts of town.”

In a sarcastic tone, you replied, “Oh, that's nice.”

He could clearly tell that you were upset with him for something. He knew you acted passive-aggressive when you were mad at him.

“Okay, tell me what is it now?” You gave him a confused look and didn’t understand what he was asking.

“Come on, it’s obvious I did something wrong this time. You only act like this when your mad at me.”

You rolled your eyes and said, "For the past month, you've been coming back home drunk and loud, making it impossible for me to sleep. I'm always the one who has to help you sober up, and it's just getting exhausting for me to clean up after you all the time."

“What? I don’t come home late every night—”

"Hendery, for the past three weeks, you've been coming home smelling like alcohol at 4 am. You're probably going to do the same thing again tonight—"

“Excuse me?” You could tell that he was starting to get annoyed, and you probably shouldn’t get on his bad side now. You got up off the couch and made your way over to him.

“Oh, you heard me the first time.”

“Okay, look, I think I seriously like this girl, and I wanted things to be different with her, and—”

“Let’s just be honest here, you don’t care about her, and you're just doing all this to get into her pants. You’re just going to have a couple of drinks with her and then come back home and expect me to pick up all the pieces for you—”

You walked closer to him, and you were face to face with him. You poked his shoulder to bother him and said in a serious tone, 

“The only thing that’s on your mind all the time is sex. You could never be in a serious relationship with anyone.”

The tension in the room was thick, and it fell silent for a second. This was the first time you had said something so harsh to him. You could feel that he was about to snap. He grabbed your hand and stopped you from poking him. The look in his eyes almost made your knees buckle out of fear.

"Take back what you said," he demanded, squeezing your hand even harder, the pain becoming increasingly unbearable for you.

“Hendery, stop it, you’re starting to hurt me—” You began to protest, but he continued to advance, causing you to retreat until you were backed against the couch with nowhere else to go.

“I won’t stop until you take back what you said,” he insisted, his grip tightening even further.

He had completely lost control now.

With some effort, you managed to free your hand from his grasp and push him away from you.

“What’s your problem? Were you actually trying to hurt me?” you exclaimed.

“No, but I don’t appreciate you basically calling me a whore and claiming that I can’t be serious with someone—” he shot back, his irritation evident.

“Because you literally CAN’T,” he continued, walking back towards you and crossing his arms, giving you an annoyed look.

“How do you know that I can’t actually be with somebody?” he challenged.

“Are you kidding me? Every other night, you come home late after fucking some random girl you met at a party. You brag to me all the time about the girls you sleep with, and I’m getting sick of it.”

“Oh, come on, sweetheart, you’re just jealous and you wish you were one of the girls that I fuck every night,” he taunted, his tone dripping with condescension.

Your rage began to boil over at the audacity of this man. Not only was he undermining your feelings on this situation, but he was also claiming that you were jealous. 

 You were at your breaking point.

“I know you did not just say that,” you retorted, your voice laced with disgust and attitude.

He looked at you with a cocky smirk, as if this whole situation was amusing to him. He drew closer until he was face to face with you, then knelt down and whispered in your ear, 

"You're just jealous, sweetie. You wish instead of me being out all the time, I was the one with you. Don't think I don't hear you moan my name sometimes when you're all pent up. These walls aren't as thick as you think they are."

Your body froze for a moment, unable to move a muscle. So all those times you were getting off, Hendery had heard every little thing. Little did you know, he would sometimes get off to the sound of your moans, but of course, he wouldn't tell you. You began to squeeze your thighs to alleviate the stress of the situation, but he beat you to it and placed his thighs in between yours. He lifted your chin with his hand, forcing you to look at him.

“Oh, don’t get all shy on me now, love. Just a second ago, you couldn’t stop bitching and complaining, and now you're completely silent—” His grip on your chin tightened,

 “How pathetic.”

It was as if his whole demeanor had shifted from before. Earlier, he was happy and ready to go out on his date, and now he was almost scaring you. 

You were in such a state of shock that you couldn’t bring yourself to say anything to him. It was as if he was a completely different person now, and you were terrified of him. He started to lower his hand from your chin down onto your throat, slowly choking you. As he watched tears start to pour down your face, he almost seemed to enjoy this.

You decided enough was enough and started to speak to him. “Stop it. You’re hurting me again—”

“Oh, you want to talk now?” he said in a playful manner.

You nodded your head, and he let go of your throat, leaving you coughing and gasping for air.

“Look, I don’t know what has gotten into you tonight, but I’m going to need you to apologize.”

“And what if I don’t?”

You looked at him with such anger and said, “Then I’m going to have to kick your ass out of here. I have no room to tolerate your bullshit anymore.”

He knew you were serious, and that he should just stop acting like this. But there was a part of him that liked seeing you in this state. He would always piss you off growing up, and some things just never change.

“Fine, I’ll back off… if you admit that you want me.”

Oh, he is just crazy.

Not only does he lack empathy for how hurt you may feel right now, he has to be so entitled even in a time like this.

“NO, I don’t want you and I don’t need you. Not now or ever.”

He just leaned back against the wall and gave you that same smirk from before. 

“Oh really? Then why do I always hear you moan my name? It seems to me that you want me—”

He approaches you again, but this time you tripped and fell back onto the couch and now you’re looking up at him. Before you can get up, he pins both of your hands down.

“And it seems that you need me now more than ever, don’t you, sweetheart?”

You felt yourself wanting to give in, and it was getting harder to control yourself. He has such a way with words, you were starting to forget why you were even arguing with him in the first place. He practically manipulated you, and you played right into his hands.

A part of you didn’t care.

“Fine, I will admit I might need you just a little bit—”

You were cut off by him as he leaned down to kiss you. You began to make out and started to feel the tension between you guys start to disappear. You both passionately make out, and he lets go of your wrists, and you wrap your arms around his neck. You felt connected in this moment and didn't want to let go of each other.

“Mhm, I’m glad you’re finally admitting it. I knew it was a matter of time before—”

You don’t let him finish talking; you push him off of you and switch positions, shoving him down on the couch. Now you’re on top, straddling him, and he was a little shocked by your sudden act of boldness.

“If this is going to work, I’m going to need you to be quiet for me—”

You slowly unzip his pants and take out his cock from his boxers.

“You talk too much.”

Something about you being so stern was making him even more aroused. He nods his head, and you begin to stroke him with your hand. You pump up and down his shaft, and he is grunting and moaning for you.

You decide to take a step further and lower your mouth onto him. He throws his head back from pleasure and loves feeling the warmth and wetness of your mouth. You begin to bob your head up and down as you see him loving every second of this. You even used both of your hands to stroke him at the base simultaneously.

 The moment is ruined when Hendery gets a phone call from the girl he was supposed to go on a date with. That doesn’t stop you, however, and you just keep on going as usual.

“F-fuck can you slow down-”

You were taken aback as he shoved you all the way down to the base of his cock, holding you in place to answer the phone call as if nothing was happening.

“Hey, I know this is last minute but—”

You somehow managed to start moving again, causing him to squirm and find it hard to speak coherently.

“Oh, I-I’m fine. I’m just a little h-held up with something, and I have to canc—”

You started moving faster, getting back into the rhythm from before, causing him to bite his lip and throw his head back. He was starting to lose his mind.

“F-fuck… I MEAN, I’m sorry, I have to cancel, and I’ll call you later, alright, bye.”

He hung up instantly and grabbed your head with both of his hands, and face fuck you. You began to gag as your throat closed up around him. You felt that he is starting to get close because his dick started to pulse and twitch in your mouth.

“Mhm, I can’t h-hold it in anymore—”

He instantly came, his release pouring into your mouth. Without wasting a drop, you swallowed it all. You felt dizzy after all that had just happened. You could’ve been caught, but you wanted to make Hendery suffer so much that it didn’t matter. You found yourself drifting as you tried to fall back onto the couch, but he switched positions, leaving you underneath him again, your face down and your ass up in the air.

“Oh, princess, we’re not done just yet. There’s still another hole of yours I want to fill.”

Goosebumps coursed throughout your body, and you were too stunned to say anything as you watched him start to take off the tie he had on and use it to tie up your wrists.

“Ah, this will be a nice handle for me to use to fuck you. Just how I could use these too—”

He gave your ass a hard smack and then roughly grabbed your waist with both of his hands.

“God, you look so pretty to me. I can already see a wet spot forming in your leggings, sweetie.”

He began to remove your leggings and panties, pushing them down to your ankles, leaving you with just one of your oversized shirts on, without a bra. Since you were at home, you didn't feel the need to wear one.

You felt Hendery start to slowly feel all over your body, groping your tits. He had lifted his hand under your shirt and began to give them a light squeeze. You let out a little whimper and started to squirm for him. He didn't like that and gave your ass another smack.

“Stay still for me, baby.”

“Mhm, I-I don’t know if I can—”

He started to twist your nipples and slowly kiss on the back of your neck. He knew exactly what he was doing and knew where all your sensitive spots were. You started to moan out for him, which just made him hard for you. He couldn’t take it anymore and stopped what he was doing altogether, positioning himself into you. You felt him rub the head all over your wet entrance, and then he shoved himself deep into you, eliciting a scream of pleasure out of you.

He began to penetrate with slow and deep strokes, gripping your tied-up wrists for support and balance. He felt that he could lose himself in you and he wanted to take things slow. But now that he felt you wrapped around him, it drove him crazy.

He didn’t know how long he could keep this up and started to lose control. You did too as you frantically started to fuck yourself roughly back onto him. You were lost in your own world and didn’t care about anything but Hendery right now. He let you do all the work for a second, even lifting his hands off you. He was enjoying the view of you being so desperate for him that you were almost using him to get off for your pleasure. This is just how you would masturbate to the thought of him on those late nights, and now you were fucking him.

But enough was enough, and he wanted to wrap all of this up.

He grabbed your wrist again and started to pound you into the couch at a rougher pace. You screamed out for him to slow down, but he was now ignoring you, using you now for his satisfaction. He was so consumed by all the lust that he didn’t care if you were satisfied or not. Then he remembered that you’re not some random girl that he would hook up with and that you mean more to him than that.

“Okay, love, I want you to come with me, alright? I don’t think I’m going to last very long here.”

He didn’t have to tell you twice. You both went at each other at a fast pace, and he finished inside you while you came alongside him. It was so much that he had to spray the rest all over your ass. Before you could say anything, you felt the couch start to shake a little, leading to it breaking.

“Oh no… did we just—”

“Oh, relax, sweetie. This couch was getting old anyway. We can just get a new one.”

You both laughed it off, and he laid you on top of his chest for a minute. Eventually, he got up and gave you a washcloth to clean you up. He even went to the fridge to get your favorite ice cream. You felt comforted to know that he does all this because he cares about you.

It made you wonder if he treats all the other girls like this.

“Hey, look, I want to say sorry for being such a jerk towards you tonight, and I wasn’t going to take her out—”

“WHAT? SO YOU LIED TO ME?”

“Oh, well… if you put it that way, then yeah, I lied. But I only did this to test you. I knew if I confronted you about your feelings for me—”

“Wait, you did all this because you think I like you?”

He was a little taken aback by your question. Did he read the situation wrong this whole time?

“I-I mean, yeah. I see the way you always look at me ever since we were growing up. Especially in high school, you just couldn’t keep your pretty little eyes off of me, even when you distanced yourself from me.”

“Oh, that’s so not true—”

“Then why can’t you look me in the eye right now? You only do that when you lie or if you’re extremely nervous. It seems like you’re both of those things right now.”

God, you forget that at the end of the day, he is your best friend and he knows everything about you. He can read you like a book.

“OK FINE! I admit I always had a crush on you. It’s just I was afraid that it would just get in the way of our friendship. So in high school, I stopped hanging out with as much  to try to get over my feelings for you.”

He was still a little surprised by all the things you were saying. You were finally confessing your feelings for him, but he didn’t know that you felt this strongly for him. He couldn’t begin to understand why you felt this way about him out of all people.

“Now my feelings came back for you since we started being roommates. I thought I would be fine, but sometimes seeing you come out of the shower and even walk around in just some sweatpants really gets to me. I—”

He stopped your rambling love confession with a passionate kiss. It felt sincere and comforting all at the same time. He placed one of his hands on the side of your cheek and lightly caressed it with his thumb.

“Look, I fully understand how you feel about me, and I like you too. I know it’s hard to believe, but I was hoping that hooking up with other people would distract my feelings towards you, but it hasn’t been helping. I sometimes imagine the girl I’m with is you—”

“WHAT? You’re such a pervert, you know that?”

"Says the one who secretly watches and gets off to the thought of me," he retorted.

“You know what? Touche. I guess we’re both crazy about each other. I’m just glad to hear you like me too. I genuinely didn’t know you felt this way about me.”

“Yeah, I’ve always known. All my sisters would do is tease me about it. They always tell me just to tell you, but I was always scared you didn’t see me in that way.”

You gave him a kiss on the cheek and smiled back at him. “Of course, I see you in that way. But what about the girl you were supposed to go on a date with?”

“Oh, I actually was never going to go through with that date with her anyway. I planned on flaking on her since I assumed this was going to happen—”

“Wait, how did you know this was going to happen?”

“Oh, please. It was a matter of time before you fell for my amazing charm,” he said playfully.

You rolled your eyes and gave him a light punch on his arm. He acted like it hurt and said, “Ow, what was that for?”

“For being too cocky. Also, you're evil for using that girl to try and get to me—”

“Oh yeah? But that doesn’t matter because I belong to you now.”

You felt your heart skip a beat at that moment. He always knew what to say to make you feel overwhelmed.

“And now our first date can be at that restaurant you’ve always wanted to go to! We should go there next Friday!”

“Alright, it’s a date!”

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

You’ve been dating for almost a whole year now, and things have been going great. Both of you always go out on cute little dates, and he treats you well. At first, your relationship had a rocky start because you found it very hard to trust him. I mean, it’s only fair since he used to be a big player. But ever since he got with you, he has completely changed as a person. It was almost as if he had a soft spot when it comes you.

One day, you and him were assigned a group project with this other girl, Lia.

Now, you always thought something was off about her from the day you met her. The way she would act around Hendery really rubbed you the wrong way. She always laughed at something he said, even though it wasn’t funny. She would even find a way to touch him, whether it was playfully punching his arm or his thigh. You even brought it up with Hendery, and he just said that you were making a big deal about it.

“Look, babe, I think you’re overreacting a little bit. Me and her have always been friends ever since high school.”

“Um, I don’t know, I’m serious, Hendery, something is off with her. Whenever I would text her about the project, she would either not respond to me or respond days later.”

He was actively getting ready to go to his friend Yangyang's birthday party. Hendery doesn’t go to parties as much as he used to before, but since this was for his best friend, he had to make an appearance. He was putting his shoes on now and he was almost ready to go. You weren’t planning on going with him because you didn’t feel so good. He offered to stay with you, but you didn’t want to get in his way because he was looking forward to the party. He even planned most of it.

“Look, honey, I’m sure Lia doesn’t like me or anything. Last I heard, I think she’s talking to someone.”

That gave you some relief knowing that now. You almost felt bad for painting this evil picture of her. He could tell how anxious and worried you looked. He walked up to you and gave you a kiss on the forehead.

“Baby, if you're worried that much, I won’t even stay long at the party. I will go and make sure everything is ok and come back home, alright?”

You nodded, and he gave you a kiss goodbye as he walked out the door, leaving you alone in your shared apartment.

Fast forward, it was starting to get pretty late and Hendery hadn’t come home yet. But you didn’t let it bother you because a big fear of yours is that you didn’t want to seem too needy and clingy to him. You called him once, and he didn’t answer and left him a couple of text messages, but he hasn’t seen them. You just told yourself he was busy trying to make sure everything at the party was going well, and you didn’t want to be in the way of that. So you decided to go to sleep at this point because you were tired of waiting for him.

It’s 2 am now when you get a phone call, but it is from your best friend.

“OH MY GOD, you need to check what I texted you just now. It’s crazy, and I’m sorry this happened to you, but I had to be the one to tell you,” she exclaimed.

“Well, what is it-”

“Look, my phone is about to die and I can’t stay on the phone for long so just look at the photos I sent you alright?”

“Fine.” She instantly hung up and you went straight into your messages with her. 

What you saw that night completely changed you forever.

It was photos she took, and it was of Hendery and Lia being together.

He never mentioned that she was going to be at the party, and all the photos made you want to burst into tears. You could see that she was sitting in his lap, and he looked very happy to be with her. There was even one photo where he had his hands around her waist, and they were making out with each other. In the last photo she sent, it looked like Lia was leading him to a room upstairs, so you already knew what probably happened next.

Hendery just cheated on you.

Not only did he belittle your feelings on how you felt about her, but he made it seem like everything was ok when in reality he just wanted to get into her pants. It makes you begin to question whether all those late nights when he said he was at the "gym," he was actually with her instead. It makes sense why she would feel so comfortable touching him in the first place. All the pieces start to come together. No wonder she used to be so passive-aggressive with you all the time and so dismissive.

She was jealous of you and wanted Hendery for herself.

Before all of this happened, you and him started to become a little more distant. You would always ask him if it was something you did, but he would always reassure you that it wasn’t your fault. You began to blame yourself for all of this happening. If only you had encouraged him to stay home with you, none of this would have happened. Tears started to pour down your face, and you were continuously sobbing. You just couldn’t believe he would do something like this to you.

Here you thought that Hendery had changed.

So you decided to confront him about it when he came home. You went straight into the living room and sat there until he came back.

Some time passed, and now it’s almost 4 am. You had fallen asleep for a bit, but you were awakened by the front door being opened. He tried to shut it softly, almost as if he was trying to be sneaky. But you turned on the light and gave him an intense death glare.

You were furious.

Rightfully so. Your childhood best friend, now boyfriend, not only cheated but broke your trust. You could never trust him or look at him the same way ever again. He gave you a look of fear, almost as if he was afraid of you. You got up from the couch and started to walk towards him.

“So, what happened to you coming home early, huh? Do you realize what time it is right now?” You said in a serious tone.

“U-um yeah, Yangyang wanted me to stay longer, and I-”

“Are you serious? Hendery, if you’re going to lie to me, don’t use your friends as a cop-out.”

He gave you a confused look, and he couldn’t register what you were talking about.

“Hendery, I know you were with Lia tonight. I saw everything.”

The look on his face was almost priceless. You had never seen him look so worried and scared for his life.

“I don’t know what-”

"CAN YOU JUST STOP LYING? I gave you a chance to be honest with me, and now you want to lie to me not once but twice. God, you're such an asshole.”

“Oh, I’m the asshole? You wait for me to come home this late to make lies and assumptions about Lia after I told you-”

You cut right to the chase and showed him all the pictures on your phone.

He immediately wanted to fall to his knees at this moment. He has now been caught, and there are no excuses for what he has done to you.

He tried reaching out to grab your phone and said, “Hey, where did you get those-”

You swiped your phone and backed away from him. When he was approaching you, you caught a whiff of alcohol coming off of him.

He was clearly very intoxicated right now.

He hasn’t been this drunk since last year when he would come home late after parties. He was clearly unstable right now because he could barely. You almost started to feel a little worried for him.

“Was I not enough for you, Hendery? What did she have that I didn’t?”

He gave you a dazed look because he genuinely didn’t know how to respond to this. Even he couldn't understand why he did all of this in the first place. Ever since he has been in a relationship with you, he hasn't been to any parties and didn’t have that much fun. That’s why he originally planned this one for Yangyang. But he didn’t even know that Lia was going to show up. One thing led to another, he just kept on having drinks with her, and he couldn’t stop it.

 Just for one night, he didn’t even think about you.

“Look babe, I don’t know why I did it, okay? I will be honest with you, I used to have feelings for her a long time ago, and I was even going to take her out last year and-”

“Wait a minute, the night that I confessed to you, you were supposed to go on a date with her? Why didn’t you tell me this?”

“Well, I thought I was completely over her, so I didn’t feel the need to tell you-”

“Oh, you’re such a jerk. You lied to me and told me I was overreacting and that it was just all in my head. You made me feel stupid, and you said she was talking to someone else. Was that all a lie too?”

“Technically no because she lied to me too.”

“And you think that’s supposed to just make things better? You’re such a terrible person; I don’t even know who you are anymore.”

“It’s not like you’re any better anyways.”

He hit a nerve with you. You knew that because he was drunk, he was probably saying things he didn't mean, but you couldn't stay calm anymore.

“Excuse me?”

“Oh, you heard me, sweetie. You’re just as bad as me. All you ever do in this relationship is control me and don’t let me be free. You stopped me from going out to parties as much, and I barely go out as much because of it.”

“Are you actually stupid? I didn’t say you couldn’t go; I just didn’t trust you because I knew some shit like this was going to happen. You’re starting to really piss me off now.”

“Then how about you just shut up then-”

You gave him a hard slap on his face. He had finally crossed the line. He was clearly upset about what you did, and he pushed you against the wall, causing one of the photos to fall against your arm and onto the floor. It scratched your arm a bit, and it was evident it was going to leave a mark.

“WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM?” you yelled at him in anger.

He pinned you against the wall and looked down at you with frustration. You had never seen him this mad at you before. He had never been this violent towards you, and you were starting to feel scared of him.

He just started crying out of nowhere and tried to caress your face with his hands. “Baby, I’m so sorry and didn’t mean to hurt-”

“Get out now.”

He looked shocked and almost surprised by your response.

“If your ass is not out of here by the morning, I’m calling the police. I don’t want to see you ever again. Do you understand me?”

He instantly regretted all the things he had done to you. He knew you were serious because you had never spoken to him like this before.

"Me and you are done, Hendery."

You push him off of you and go straight into your bedroom, throwing all of his clothes and stuff out into the living room. He keeps begging and pleading for you to stop, but you ignore him; you have made up your mind at this point.

“Babe, please, I’m sorry. I clearly drank too much, and I shouldn’t have laid my hands on you. I promise we can fix this, and I'll do better-”

“NO, WE CAN’T. What don’t you understand when I say get out now? We’re done, and frankly, I just want you out of here immediately.”

“B-But where am I going to sleep tonight?”

“Oh, I don’t know. You should’ve thought of that before you went out and cheated on me. Here's all of your stuff; get out of here now.”

“I live here too, you know-”

“Well, not anymore.”

He starts to accept this outcome. He knows that nothing he could say or do could change your mind. He starts to make his way over to the front door and gives you a look of guilt. He really messed up this time; he was not only losing his girlfriend but his best friend.

“Oh, I know it’s too late to say this, but happy one-year anniversary.”

Holy shit.

You lost track of the time, and you realize that today was indeed your one-year anniversary with him. The fact that all this had to happen on the day of your anniversary makes everything even more painful. He closes the door behind him, and you never see Hendery ever again.

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

Seven years had passed, and you had established yourself in your career. You got a job offer that brought you back to your hometown. Three months into this new job, you had become close with your coworkers, who invited you out for drinks to celebrate. Excited for a night out, you dressed in your favorite outfit and headed to the bar, catching an Uber to meet your colleagues.

Little did you know, Hendery happened to be at the same place too. At first, he didn't notice you until Yangyang pointed you out.

"Hey, isn't that-"

"Yeah, it is her. I haven't seen her since we broke up. She looks so different now."

"Dude, I know. You were stupid for cheating on her in the first place."

“Tell me something I don’t already know. We probably would have still been together now if I wasn’t such an idiot."

As time passed, he began to miss you and being in a relationship with you. He longed for your company and missed all the time you had shared. Every day, he regretted hurting you and wished he could’ve fixed the relationship.

“Well, I don’t think it’s too late to properly apologize. Besides, that was years ago, I’m sure she is probably over it by now.”

“Oh, I know for a fact she is not. I really broke her heart, and she is not just going to move on from that.”

You were not over it. You still get triggered when you think of him. Even now, you don’t want to forgive him at all.

But another part of you still missed him.

You often imagined how life would have been if he never cheated. You envisioned feeling happy and fulfilled being with him. But he made his choice, and it was to not be with you.

“I wish I could just-”

He stopped as he noticed you laughing with one of your male coworkers. You were sitting pretty close to him and looked like you were really intoxicated. You were pretty much a lightweight and tended to get pretty “friendly” when drunk.

Hendery felt a little jealous seeing you with someone else. But he knew you guys haven’t been with each other in a very long time, so of course you would move on from him. It still hurts to see you with someone else.

“Dude, you're staring way too hard at her,” Yangyang said.

“No, I’m not,” Hendery replied as he looked away from you.

“You’re jealous, aren’t you?”

"So much," Hendery replied with a sigh.

“Listen, I say you go talk to her and try to work things out. Even if she doesn’t forgive you, give her a better apology than before.”

He was right.

The night you and Hendery broke up, he was too intoxicated to even give you a proper apology.

“You know what? You’re right. I’m going to talk to her right now-”

“Woah, do you really think it’s a good idea? She looks pretty occupied now, and maybe you should talk to her after-”

“No, it has to be now. What if I don’t get an opportunity like this again? This is my sign to do it now.”

Yangyang nodded his head as he watched how Hendery made his way over to your table.

As he approached you, your whole demeanor started to change. You went from being carefree and happy to anxious and irritated.

“Unbelievable. I thought I never had to see your face again,” you said in a harsh but serious tone.

All your coworkers at the table noticed the shift in your behavior. They had never seen you so angry before.

“Look, I don’t want to take too much of your time, but can I-”

“Can you what? Make a fool out of me for the 2nd time now? Not in front of my friends. I would appreciate it if you leave now.”

Things started to get uncomfortable not only for you but also for your coworkers.

“It will just take like 5 minutes. Can we please just talk-”

“What is there to talk about? Just leave me alone. You’re pissing me off even more than before."

The guy sitting next to you noticed how your body was starting to shake a little. He didn’t know why the two of you broke up, but he saw that he was making you feel uncomfortable. So, he decided to do something about it. He sat up and placed a hand on Hendery's shoulder.

“Hey man, just back off, alright? She clearly doesn’t want anything to do with you. So I suggest you—"

Before things escalated, Yangyang intervened to break up the altercation between your coworker and Hendery before things got messier.

"Sorry to interrupt, guys, but let's just step away for a moment," Yangyang said, attempting to defuse the situation.

"Wait," you exclaimed.

Everyone at the table turned their attention to you, curious to hear what you had to say.

"Um, that won’t be necessary, Yangyang. I'll hear Hendery out and see what he has to say," you announced.

Your coworkers were shocked by your decision, and the one who had tried to defend you earlier asked if you were sure about it. You nodded in response.

Yangyang stepped away, and you followed Hendery to a table in the back where your conversation wouldn't be overheard.

Hendery stared at you, struggling to find the right words. You were just as beautiful and intimidating as ever. 

“Uh, are you going to say anything to me or just keep on being a creep?” you asked.

He let out a soft chuckle and said, “Nah, it's just you're still so pretty, and you look so different now.”

“Yeah, it's because I've been happier since we broke up.”

“Ouch, okay, I deserve that. Look, what I did to you was so wrong, and I don’t know how I can make it up to you. I'm seriously sorry for—”

“Oh, don’t act like you care now. You know, after we broke up, a small part of me was waiting for you to come back to try and make things right, and I hated myself for feeling that way. To have given you the benefit of the doubt, but you know what you did instead?” 

He looked worried about what you were going to say next.

“You decided to go back to your old ways and sleep with every girl you see, and you didn’t even try to text or call to give me a proper apology. It’s almost as if you wanted to find a reason to break up with me so you could go back to being a whore again.”

Hendery was a little hurt and taken aback by what you said. He knew you were a little buzzed and tended to speak bluntly because of it.

He hated that you were right about everything.

“Okay, you’re right. I was being childish, and you have every right to hate my guts right now. But that's why I want to make things right between us—”

“Make things right? Are you serious? You made me feel stupid all these years, I thought that I did something wrong and I wasn't enough for you. You made it seem like I was the problem.”

“Listen, I know none of this is okay, and you don’t have to forgive me. I just want you to hear me say that I’m sorry.”

You started to get up and said, “Well, you should’ve told me that seven years ago.”

He stopped you from walking away, grabbed your wrist, and said, “Look, I shouldn’t have cheated on you, and I should’ve just communicated how I was feeling about you. Instead, I was too much of a coward to say anything. I am a different person now.”

You rolled your eyes, as if you were going to believe anything he said. He was just saying this so he could find his way back into your life.

“Yeah, right? You've changed?”

You sat back down in your chair and crossed your arms at him.

“Actually, I have. I stopped drinking so much that I only do it on occasion now. I even went to therapy, and it really helped me out a lot. Probably the best thing I could’ve done for myself.”

He said this with such conviction, and it seemed genuine. He maintained eye contact with you, and that’s how you know he was telling the truth. Whenever he lied, he could never look at you in the eye.

You were starting to believe him.

Maybe you were being too harsh on him. It had been over seven years since you last saw each other, and people can change in that amount of time.

Even someone like Hendery.

You finally started to come around and cracked a little smile.

“Fine, I guess you have changed. The old you wouldn't have tried this hard to apologize to me.”

He was shocked when you initially turned around and decided to forgive him after all this time.

"So, do you forgive me?" he asked.

You were a little hesitant at first but decided to nod your head yes. He let out a sigh of relief as if a weight was being lifted off his chest.

“I forgive you, but it will take some time for me to accept you back into my life. I mean, we were really good friends, and you messed up our friendship as well.”

“I know, and I want to apologize for that too. My sisters would come after me for being such an idiot.”

“Oh yeah, how are your sisters? I haven’t talked to them in so long since I moved away.”

“They’re good! They always hoped that we would someday be good friends again!”

You guys began to catch up more, and it was starting to get pretty late. Your coworkers approached you and asked if you were coming with them, and you said you were going to stay back and talk with Hendery some more. As time went on, Yangyang had left too because he didn't want to interrupt what was going on between you two.

It was now midnight, and you had no ride home.

“Hey, I have no problem taking you home. Unless you’re not comfortable with that—”

“No, I don't mind. I don’t live too far away, so you can drop me off.”

He nodded, and you got into his car and sat in the passenger seat. You guided him on how to get there. Suddenly, it started to rain really hard, and it was getting harder for him to maneuver his way around. Eventually, you arrived at your place. You offered him to come inside, just until the rain started to dial down. He agreed, and you both ran inside into your apartment building. You made it into your room and put all your stuff down.

You were so focused on getting inside that you didn’t realize how Hendery's clothes were drenched in the rain, and his hair was wet. His wet clothes were clinging to his figure, making you see the outline of his body. He pushed his long hair back to stop it from covering his face.

Why were you still so attracted to him?

“Hey, your clothes are very wet. I can put them in the dryer for you.”

"Aw, thanks, I appreciate it."

He starts to take off his shirt, but you stop him.

"Whoa, you don’t have to do that in front of me. Just go to the laundry room, and I'll find you a t-shirt or something."

"Oh, please, don’t act like you've never seen my body before. It's just like when we were roommates, right?"

"Yeah, but it’s different now... just go put your clothes away."

He agreed and put his clothes in the dryer. You gave him one of your baggy shirts to wear while he waited. You sat on the couch and got comfortable, keeping a normal distance from each other. You talked more about life and what you've both been up to since being apart.

"So, whatever happened to Lia? How long did that last?" You said playfully, knowing their relationship was bound to end.

"We didn’t even last a week."

You started laughing hard, and he chuckled a bit too. You both knew he never actually liked her and just jumped at the first opportunity he had.

"Of course, it didn’t. What happened with that?"

"So, apparently, I was too 'boring' for her, and she wanted to be with someone more fun."

"That’s so stupid. God, I really never liked her. Still don’t know how you tolerated her."

It was crazy how you both went right back to the way things were. It felt purely platonic between the two of you, and you could freely talk about anything. It didn’t feel weird or awkward at all. You both were mature about the situation.

"So, what about you? I'm sure you dated some guys after we broke up."

"Surprisingly, not really. I had to heal and work on myself afterward. I didn’t meet anyone until after I graduated. I tried hookups, but they didn’t really help. So, I waited to be in a relationship with someone, and I did."

Hendery was very curious about what you meant by that.

"So, what happened with him?"

“So, the relationship ended a couple of months ago, and it was pretty off and on. We just weren't going to work out since I had to move back here. We didn’t want to do long distance, so we just broke up.”

You were so deep into the conversation that you didn’t notice how close Hendery sat next to you. He was only a knee's length away. He patted your shoulder and said, “Dang, I’m sorry to hear that.”

“Ah, it’s alright. It was completely mutual, and yeah, it still hurts me a little. That’s why I went out with my coworkers to drink tonight, to try and ease the pain.”

“Wait, really? Now I feel even worse. I ruined your night out by dumping myself back into your life—”

You grabbed onto his arm and said, “Oh no, you didn’t ruin anything. Actually, a part of me is glad you did that. I missed having my best friend in my life.”

He smiled and got up from the couch, walking around your place a little bit. He looked at all the pictures on your wall and noticed the cracked photo frame that he broke the night of your breakup. It was a photo of you and him when you were kids.

“Whoa, you still have this? I can’t believe I hurt you that night. I really shouldn’t have done that.”

You got up and made your way over to him, replying, “Yeah, it’s fine. Plus, I struggle to let go of things, so I've kept it ever since. Also, look, the scar is still there too.”

You lifted up your sleeves and showed your arm to him. He had a guilty look on his face, and all this just made him feel even worse. He still couldn’t believe that he put his hands on you. Even though the scar was just a little scratch, he still felt terrible. He looked over to another photo, and it seemed to be a photo of you and your ex. He picked it up and said, “I’m assuming this was him?”

“Yeah, I tell myself I will get rid of it, but I just can’t bring myself to do it, you know?”

Hendery knew exactly what you were talking about. He still had photos of the two of you when you were dating. He looked back on them every now and then to reminisce on all the good memories you had together. He knew that you were in a vulnerable state in your life right now. You broke up with your boyfriend a long time ago, and you’re still trying to cope with it.

But, he couldn’t stop thinking about how much he wanted you right now.

He feels terrible, but he can’t help it. You were wearing an off-the-shoulder baggy shirt with some shorts. He just couldn’t keep his eyes off of you. He felt like such a creep for having such lewd thoughts about you, and he didn’t know how long he could take it anymore.

"So, where's your room?"

"Nice try, but that's not going to work on me."

"What are you talking about? You're the one making it weird. I just asked a simple question."

Maybe he was right. You had been in your head a lot recently, and you tended to overanalyze things. He just wanted you to give him a little tour of your new place. You led him into your room. He saw that you kept it very simple, and instead of having lights on, you had candles lighting up your room. You both decided to chill there and play some music. Then, you started to talk more about life and didn’t even realize you were both lying side by side with each other on the bed. He then noticed a mysterious box you had next to your bedside table.

"Hey, what’s in that box next to you?"

You began to panic and forgot to put it away in your drawers. You couldn’t think of an excuse off the top of your head, and you said, “Oh, it’s nothing, you just reminded me to put it away-”

"Okay, now I know you’re lying to me because you always stumble on your words when you do that. Let me see it."

He tried to reach over you to get it, but you stopped and started to play fight with him. You were trying to push him back enough so you could secretly hide it somewhere when he wasn’t looking. You don’t know how this happened, but he is now on top of you and pinned your hands above your head with one of his hands. You were squirming under him and started to laugh at your struggle.

"Let go of me now."

"Aww, but where's the fun in that? Let’s see what you’re hiding in here."

He grabbed the box and opened it, and to his surprise, he saw what you were trying to hide so desperately.

All of your sex toys.

When you were together, you never really had any, probably just one or two. But this box was filled with so many things, he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

"Wow, I didn’t know you liked all of this."

You started to become embarrassed by this situation, and the position you were in wasn’t making it any better.

“L-look, it’s not what y-you think. I-”

“Oh, don’t try and explain yourself now, sweetie. I knew secretly you were probably into a lot of things.”

He knelt down to your ear and whispered, “But I couldn’t ever imagine you being this much of a slut.”

Shivers ran down your spine as you felt your body go limp. It’s been forever since he talked to you like this before. It was as if his whole demeanor had changed, and he was starting to get serious.

“Well, people change, you know? I’m not the same person you used to be,” you said in a flirtatious manner.

He felt himself start to become hard for you. The way you looked so fragile and weak under him, with you pinned down with one of his hands, was really doing something to him.

He couldn’t hold himself back anymore.

“Oh, really now? I want to see this new version of you, so let me just-”

You had some handcuffs in the box, and he decided to cuff you to the headboard of the bed.

“U-um, what are you doing? I don’t think we should-”

“Come on, baby, don’t act like you don’t miss this. I mean, look at you down there?”

He took off your shorts, and he saw a wet spot formed in your panties. You were too embarrassed to say anything.

“Mhm, don’t act all shy now. This is only just the beginning. Let’s try using this on you-”

He lowered your underwear down past your ankles, and now you’re left in nothing but your t-shirt. He grabbed one of your vibrators and started to use it on you. You let out a loud moan from the sudden sensation you were feeling on your clit.

“P-please, slow it d-down-”

He brought it a level higher than before and started to laugh at you. He enjoyed seeing you trying to keep it together.

“God, you look so pathetic right now, and it’s actually kind of cute.”

You started to tense up a bit from his words. He started to spice things up by shoving one of his fingers into your aching pussy. You let out a loud scream and quickly covered your mouth with his other hand.

“Shh, baby, you don’t want your neighbors to find out what’s going on here. I need you to be good for me and try to keep your voice down,” he said in such a calming tone that it was starting to put you at ease. But you spoke too soon, and he added a second finger into your cunt. He was thrusting into you at a rough and hard pace. Tears started to form in your eyes as you bit your lips to hold back your moans.

“F-fuck, if you k-keep this up I’m going to-”

“I know, so why don’t you cum for me, okay?”

You nodded his head as he set your vibrator to the highest setting and continued fingering you at a rougher pace. When you came, he removed the toy and his fingers, then used his mouth to clean everything up. This took you a little off guard, but you felt satisfied.

You couldn’t believe this was happening right now.

He took off your handcuffs, and you felt like you were going to pass out. But Hendery took off his shirt and lowered his sweatpants down to his knees. You could see his hard-on protruding through his boxers, clearly aroused by you.

“Oh, we are not done yet, sweetheart. I’m not fully satisfied yet, and I can’t hold back anymore.”

He took off your shirt, and your chest was exposed to him. You felt the cold air on you, and that made your nipples start to perk up.

“You look so pretty, how can I ever resist you?”

He grabbed both of your legs and placed them over his shoulders, shoving his cock into you. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, and you let out a loud moan. He wasn’t slowing down either. He was desperate for you, pounding into you with a rough and hard pace. He lowered his head to your chest and started to kiss all over your tits. He couldn’t help himself, and he had been wanting to do this to you all night. He started sucking on one of them while groping and squeezing the other with his hand. Then, he switched and repeated the same actions on the other boob. You were practically seeing stars at this point and didn’t know how long you could last.

“P-please, I-I don’t know if I can-”

“Yes, you can. You've done it before in my mouth, and now I want you to cum all over my cock.”

He was being so blunt, and he knew exactly what he wanted from you. He began thrusting aggressively into you and wrapped his hand around your neck. He felt you tighten up when he started to choke you, and he took note of that.

“Aww, you like this, don’t you, baby? You’re so needy for me, it’s adorable.”

There he goes again, making you feel all flustered for him. It was starting to become humiliating for you.

“Ah, shit, I’m going to cum soon. Do it at the same time with me, please,” Hendery exclaimed.

You nodded your head, and he went faster than before. The headboard of your bed was aggressively hitting the back of your wall. You knew for a fact that your neighbors were hearing all of this right now. But you didn’t care. You were lost in your own world with him, and nothing else mattered to you right now. You both started to be loud for each other and you eventually both finished at the same time. He was bottoming out inside of you and didn’t stop until he was satisfied.

You both fell back, side by side. Looking up at the ceiling, you started to question if this was really happening. Secretly, you both had thought about this before. Hendery turned to face you and said,

“Hey, I wanted to say I’m sorry for putting the moves on you this fast. I mean, you're still recovering from a breakup and-”

You stopped him from talking by kissing him. He was a little startled by this, but he wrapped his arm behind your waist and brought you closer to him.

“You don’t need to apologize for anything. Tonight was amazing, and it was the first time in a very long time I had someone make me feel this good.”

“So what about your ex?”

“Well, he was… interesting to say the least.”

“He didn’t make you cum sometimes, huh?”

You punched his arm playfully and began to laugh. “Yeah, he wouldn’t, and sometimes it was so bad I had to imagine it was -”

Shit, why did you have to say that? You were practically delirious because not only were you still trying to process what just happened, but it was 3 am, and you said anything that came to mind since you were very tired.

“Wait, what?”

“Uh, nothing…”

He grabbed your chin and had that condescending look on his face. “Come on, honey, tell me what you were going to say.”

You felt flustered again and said, “Fine, I sometimes would think about you so I could finish afterward.”

“Oh wow, to be honest, I would sometimes think about you too.”

You playfully slapped his arm and said, “Pervert.”

“Says the one who used to secretly watch me all the time.”

“Touche.”

You both laughed it off and cuddled for the rest of the night. You wondered what happens next from here. You both still have feelings for each other and didn’t want to walk away from this.

“So, how do you want to take things from here?” You said.

“Well, I don’t want you to feel pressured to do anything. If you just want this to be it, I’m completely okay with that.”

“No, I missed what we had, and I don’t want this to be the end.”

“So, what are you saying?”

You sat up from the bed, and he did the same as well. You crossed your legs and faced him in his direction. You grabbed his hands and looked at him, saying, “I want us to get back together.”

Hendery had a worried look on his face.

“Are you sure about this? I really hurt you last time, and I don’t want to cause you any more pain.”

“I’m completely sure now, and I know you've changed since the last time we saw each other.”

He nodded his head and gave you a kiss on the lips. He spent the night at your place, and from that point on, you took things slow. You were both just happy that in the end, you found each other again…

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[queeenarii]

Based on someone's post saying Johnny would love the lotus position.

Gender Neutral reader.

🔞 Minors Do Not Ingage

In this : Johnny, Kun, Hendery

CW: choking(John,reader reciving) Hendery(hen reciving). Squirting (reader) Oral (Hen reciving) Slight Orgasm control(John,Kun, reader reciving,) . Mentions of Edging (Kun, reader reciving)

If missed any lmk!!

Johnny

You sit on his lap, swiviling your hips, hands gripping the head board for stability. A moan escapes from your lips as his tip kisses the deepest parts of you.

"Johnny" you whine in desperation. It feels so good. But it's not enough

"Keep going for me beautiful" he croaks out. Eyes hooded and locked on yours. His large hand wraps around your neck, pressing slightly. The slight pressre provides a gentle jolt to your system causing you to throw your head and moan loudly, rutting your hips desperately to chase your high. He plunges deeper filling you up so nicely it drives you insane, and pushes you to take more of him.

"That's it my love" he encourages, voice low and hungry. Johnny rewards your enthusiasm by attaching his mouth to your left nipple, biting softly.

"Fuck" he pants "You look gorgeous on top of me" a new spark picks up from your right nipple as his hand elctrifieas every inch of your skin making you shiver.

There's a rustling, but you pay it no mind, your realise dwelling just under your surface. Buzzing fills the air but before you can react it's attack your clit/tip.

The moan that rips from you is vicious. Booming and drawn out. Once again it's too much. Your skin buzzes in tune with the toy, you pulse at random sucking Johnny in more.

"Look at me" he commands "you know I love to see you loose control" the vibrator diggs harsher onto you boarding on painful. He resumes the assault on your chest, enveloping the left nipple sucking harshly.

"Johnny..." you wail "...Johnny I can't" nails sink into his shoulders. You carve valleys in his dewy skin marking him as yours once again. He inhales at the sting, reveling in it. Reveling in you. His eyes dart down to where you two are joined.

"Fuck. for me pretty. All for me" he groans out bucking his hips up. He turns the settings on the vibrator up once more. It rattles against you in an intoxicating manner. You squeez Johnny harder, your high steadily approaching. His hand grips tighter as he mutters a simple command.

"Cum for me baby"

That's all it takes. Your resolve breaks. You let go.

"That's right make a mess for me" . Johnny ruts up into you helping you ride out your high and chasing his. You whine higher as your orgasm drags on, drenching Johnny's abs and the sheets.

You feel fuzzy like your floating. Your finger tips are on fire as you continue to clench around him.

His hands climb to your waist. Keeping you moving. When your senses are about you, you straighten up, hazy eyes staring into his. Soft lips meet yours as your body unknowningly follow your mind. Dying to have his lips on yours. The over stimulation settles in your bones, your nails dig harder into him.

He grunts "hold on for me baby" his lips barely leave yours "I'm close"

After what feels like an eternity, a hearty groan rings through the air. His teeth sink into your lips, his dull nails provide some solace. A teether for your floating being.

Kun

You don't know what track he was working on. Only that he said he needed you. He needed his muse.

The chair squeaks and the arms press into you, itchy and irritating. Kun leans back from him computer.

But then pleasure rushes your veins. Kuns lips, raw , pink and bruised from his anxious bitting, attaches to your neck drawing out a moan.

"Beautiful" he gasps "such beautiful moans. So Perfect, so pretty. " You hum in content at the praise wiggling in his hold.

Kun sits up. The clacking of keys driving you crazy. You can barely see his face from here, but the furl in his brow ignites your curiosity. Then you hear it. Your voice booms from his system.

He sits back before you can shrink yourself into him, embarrasment washing over you. The desperation in your voice feels raw and unfamiliar. But kun. Kuns hips jolt up at the sound. The sound of home, of peace, of pure beauty. The sound of his muse. Sounds that only he can compose, the master of your body, directing your pleasure like an orchestra.

You're barely moving, but his stare goes right to your core. Your hips rock upwards.

"Please do anything babe" you please growing more desperate by the second.

"Go on beautiful, play me" with his permission you crank your hips. The rough movements sharp and uncoordinated. Kuns skin rubs against yours, the chairs handle digs into your skin more rubbing it raw. You don't know how long you've been like this. An hour? Two?

How long has kun been playing with you? Commanding beats of silence after winding you up so close to your release.

The clacking is back. Kun starts tinkering away again. Frustratation beats in your chest at the sound.

"Kunnieeee, please" you whine, desperate.

" I was just ensuring that it saved" he claims. He leans back again. Taking in your form on top of him, groaning.

"Fuck, you have no idea what you do to me" he says gripping your thighs, squeezing the plump flesh there. His corse hands trail up your thighs and scrape against you teasingly.

"So good for me, my muse" Kuns heels dig into the floor allowing him to thrust hardly into you.

His hands return to your hips, forcing you down on him.

"So good, so pretty, all mine" he almost sings, lost in the vevelty wetness of your walls.

Releif, like finding water in miles of dessert, crashes into you when his hand presses against your clit/dick. It's almost too much, the 3 other orgasms that were stolen from you come back to life. Kun moves his hand quickly , your orgasm a crescendo, begging for a release.

"Come on pretty, you can cum" the sweet words leave his mouth alongside pants and groans. All of his efforts quicken determind to fulfill your desires.

You slump against Kuns body, spent, exausted. The arms of the chair chafing your skin as your legs morph into lead weights. Dealing the ground in search of stability.

Kun scoots closer to his desk, tinkering away again.

About 10 minutes pass before another word is said, kun occasionally searching your face, rubbing your back and legs.

"Are you able to get up?" he asks. You hum, brain still fuzzy and limbs less heavy.

"Maybe" you reply smushing your face further into kuns neck. Kuns chuckle fills you with warmth, pushing you back to look at your face. A chast kiss placed to your lips

"Let's get you home, my muse".

Hendery

"Awe man" Guangheng gasped in defeat, gesturing at the screen.

"This is what... " his voice trails off as you home in on how gorgeous the man in front of you is.

His goofy anger, his frustration makes him hotter. His legs speread, sweatpants leaving little to the imagination. His loose shirt hung off his shoulder exposing the canyons of his collarbones and the delicious skin that covers them.

You set your phone down and saunter over to the couch that he inhabits. Straddling his lap you cease his seemily endless chatter, collecting his lips with yours. The room falls silent , peacefulness returned , nothing but the hum of his game in the background.

"If you wanted me to be quiet all you had to do was ask(/j) " he smirks playfully pulling you closer into him. Of course Guangheng couldn't stay silent for long.

"I want you. Quiet or not" you whisper into his ear, grinding down on him teasingly.

"Well all you had to do was ask(/j/sx)" he repeats again. His hand finds your head, pulling you together for another heated kiss. Your cold hands thaw against the hot skin under his shirt, coaxing it off of him.

You push yourself off of him, sinking down to your knees. Hendery lifts his hips to free him self for you. You nuzzle up against his dick, slotting it into your mouth, hands on Hendery thighs.

"Fuck" he pants, his tip skims the back of your throat, your body both refusing and encouraging the action. The hair at his base tickles, your nose scrunching in response. You pull off of him and sneeze.

"Your so cute" his infectious laugh fills the room once more. the crack of a slap following as you retaliate against his bare thigh. Your mouth returns to him coaxing him to full hardness.

Once your satisfied. You return to his lap, hips hovering over his cock and chest over his face. He can't help but to press his face into it with a satisfied hum, kissing and sucking at the skin. Licking along your stretch marks.

"Love your tits" his muffled voice rings. The stretch of his cock is addicting in the way it splits you open. Slowly you fit him inside moaning as he reaches deep inside you.

You start moving your hips to your own rhythm, grabbing your boob in one hand, pinching your nipple. The sting is delicious and your other hand trails down to your core stimulating you there.

Guangheng cant do anything but sit and watch as you use him. His tries to keep his hips under control. Occasionally your thrusts meet the pleasure unexpected yet welcomed.

Your hands stop thier movement frantically searching for Henderys. Your hand lace together and you guide back to your chest. Hendey takes the bait. Fondling and gripping your titts. The sporatic tweaks of your nipples amplify the electricity surging through your body. The soft tugs are soothing but the harsh pinches are electrifying.

Your hand picks up speed as do your hips. Hendery digging his blunt nails into your chest as your velvety walls squeeze him.

"Shit" you gasp out. Your free hand climbes up Henderys torso. You stop at his nipples flicking them slightly. Hendery groans in response, his fluffy hair meeting the back of the sofa.

Your lips find his neck, his hand your core replacing yours. Your free hand reaches its final destination, curling around his thick neck the best your hands could.

Guangheng goes wild. His eyes roll back, his hand picks up speed on your clit and his other had trades your nipple for his own. His hips move on their own accord. Out of tune with your movememebts but delightful none the less.

Your bodies ruffling is all you hear, until his loud moan ripples through the air.

"Cum with me princess" he begs looking back at you, his eyes commanding the attention of your own.

His face soon contours in pleasure, his moan loud and deep. His hips piston into yours, driving you to your high.

Eventually the cord snaps. Your coming on his spent dick and the last drops of his release mix with yours. Your hips circle languishing in the pain that resides after your orgasm.

"I should loose more often huh" of course Guangheng couldn't stay silent for long.

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[winwintea]

Blame it on my Disney Wish! WayV Series

PAIRING ▸ wayv x fem!reader 

GENRES ▸ romance, fluff, crack, angst, acquaintances to lovers, disney park au, college au

WARNINGS ▸ profanity, sexual jokes, alcohol consumption, chenle gets bullied a lot, kun also gets bullied a lot, everyone gets bullied a lot, 

SUMMARY ▸ kun takes the boys to disney world, funded by his sugar daddy chenle. however none of them were prepared for you to tag along, more or less even be affected by that cliche disney magic. but hey, maybe dreams really do come true? 

TAG LIST ▸ at the bottom (send me an ask here if you’d like to be added! + those tagged will be in the tag list of all chapters of this series!)

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ welcome to my first ever fic? this is a “choose your own route” kind of series, so no need to read in order! i’ll be updating one chapter at a time, finishing off all chapter 1’s before i move onto the chapter 2’s. this originally started off as a crack fic idea that turned into a romance. thank u for taking the time to indulge in my silly fic. i’m very into disney parks so this was very fun to write. PLEASE ALSO READ THE PROLOGUE BEFORE READING THE CHAPTERS!

PROLOGUE

▸CHOOSE YOUR SUITOR

▸ QIAN KUN

01. lover’s quarrel 

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ TEN

01. walking is for losers

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ DONG SI CHENG

01. never beating the ‘fainting princess’ allegations

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ WONG KUN HANG

01. please stop lore dumping

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ XIAO DE JUN

01. 2 idiots 1 braincell

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ LIU YANG YANG

01. google search: wikihow to look cool in front of a girl with pictures

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

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[ronjunnie]

HENDERY FIC RECOMMENDATIONS

SERIES

ONESHOTS

mine for the summer (26.7k)

savior (24k)

weaving promises (12.1k)

sleepless cinderella: hendery (11.1k)

TIMESTAMPS

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[momodoesposts]

First date with hendery!! <3

Hendery x y/n

Wc: 1,183

TW: sexual jokes, fluff, hendery scars some kids for life by kissing you,

After years of what Ten would call mutual pinning and what Yanyang would call "the two dumbass's not recognizing their feelings for each other," you and Hendery had finally recognized that maybe, possibly, the both of you were crushing hardcore. That led to the most awkward confession of all time, which ended with Hendery saying.

"Well, that's pretty epic."

You couldn't help but punch his arm because who finds out their crush likes them back and responds that way?

But you didn't care. You were going on a date with your best friend turned boyfriend. Life couldn't get better than that, really.

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There was a knock at your door, followed by a clearing throat. You quickly looked in the mirror and smiled, feeling the butterflies in your stomach dancing around.

As you opened the door, you were met with the sight of Hendery in black jeans and a cream-colored sweater. He cleared his throat awkwardly and stared at your outfit, a grin forming on his face and his eyes visibly brightening.

"Hey.", you said, trying to ignore the fuzzy feeling in your brain. He just looked so good it was overwhelming.

"Hey.", he responded, continuing to shamelessly check you out before clearing his throat. "You look amazing you know. Like, really pretty. I haven't been able to say that in like, a romantic way before, but…"

"Don't get soft on me Hendery.", you tease.

"Fine, you look like shit."

You roll your eyes and walk out, making your way to his car. He promptly swings the door open and bows, pretending to tip his hat.

"M'lady."

You climb into the car, and he closes the door, jogging to the driver's side.

 The two of you go to a nice place Kun suggested for dinner and converse lightly. Though the way you speak with each other hasn't changed, the looks you give each other have.

Instead of trying to hide your feelings for each other, you're now open to giving each other starry-eyed stares. You became highly aware of the feeling of your whole face flushing during this date. You were glad you didn't have to hide your feelings anymore.

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As the sun started to set, Hendery led you to a nearby park. The air was cool and fresh, and the trees beginning to bloom small flowers, as if spring was blooming, much like your relationship.

The two of you sat on a bench and watched a few children go around playing games with each other.

"Do you remember that time a kid asked Ten if he was a girl?" he broke the pleasant silence.

"Oh my god, yes. Then he was convinced that Kun was his boyfriend, and told him his girlfriend was pretty", Hendery chuckled at the memory as you recounted it with him, "And then Kun tried to say that boys can date boys and the kid went up to his mom and told her that they were two boys dating."

"How did I forget about that part?!" he snorted, hitting your shoulder lightly as you leaned on each other, hunched over in laughter.

When you opened your eyes, he was mere centimeters away, his lips parted and eyes on yours. You swallowed thickly and turned pink as he leaned in closer and pressed a soft kiss to your lips, his hand running through your hair.

You closed your eyes and giggled into the kiss, letting your lips melt together.

Suddenly you heard an outcry of "EW THEY'RE KISSING!" and turned to see a child pointing at you two.

When you went to pull away, Hendery grabbed your hand and pulled you closer.

"Give me some tongue, babe.:, he groaned.

"Jesus Christ Hendery, we are not about to scar some poor kids for life."

"But it would be funny.", he reasoned, a stern look on his face.

You inhaled, ready to react, before he licked your upper lip.

The once innocent children ran away screaming about what nasty thing they had just witnessed as you sat with the oh-so-pleased boy.

"Dumbass.", you scolded, flicking his nose.

He wasted no time kissing your hand as you pulled it away, and you couldn't help but chuckle.

You played with a stray strand of hair on his face, pushing his smooth locks back into place as he stared at you with wide eyes, breath soft. His eyes flickered to the ground, then back to you, and his ears turned a light pink.

"I really want to kiss you again."

"Nope, you got that right taken away when you stole the innocence of all those kids."

He sighed dramatically, then looked around. "You loved it."

"No comment."

"Uh-huh. Come on", he stood up and grabbed your hand, "we're going on the swings."

As the two of you practically skipped over, you felt happy and free. The feelings you had once tried to push away were allowed to break free, and you were overjoyed.

The two of you sat on the swings in the fantastic night, and Hendery even took a few photos of you (that he would stare at later that night, thanking whatever god made him confess to you).

As you swung high, you felt like you were on top of the world, and nobody was as lucky as you. Whenever you looked at him and saw his eyes on you, you felt like you would explode with joy.

Eventually, the two of you left, and he took your hand in his, leading you back to the car. You spent the ride home singing to the songs on the radio and laughing together.

As he walked you to the door, he clung onto your arm and leaned his head on his shoulder, embracing you tightly.

"I really had a great night, Y/N, you know…."

"I did too, Hen, I did too."

He pulled off you and smiled, then kissed your forehead and ran a hand through his hair. "Maybe I could come in, just to, you know, guard you while you sleep and make sure nobody takes you away."

You laughed at him and shook your head. "The only person who would try and take me away is you, dingus."

He shrugged. "Worth a shot. Well, I guess this is good night, then."

You nodded. "Oh! I have something for you, actually."

His eyes lit up. "Oh?"

You motioned for him to move closer, and when he did, you pulled him in for a deep kiss, which he instantly reciprocated.

The two of you stayed like that for a while, happy to be together, comfortable kissing, glad to be alive.

When you pulled apart, you could have sworn he held all of the universes in his eyes, and you knew your heart beat only for him.

"Well, if that was a gift, I'd hate to see what I get at the end of a date.", he teased, still holding onto your hands.

"Oh shush." you pressed one last kiss to his lips and waved as he left.

You couldn't wait for all the trouble the two of you would get into in your relationship.

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[saeyoungchips]

[2:59 a.m]

sleepovers with hendery were nothing out of the norm. you two were used to doing that kind of stuff since you became friends in middle school.

"is really this the movie you love so much?" hendery asked you in disbelief; he couldn't grasp the fact that, because of you, he was willingly watching a movie about a baby in a suit.

"(y/n)?" he called you by your name at your lack of response. "are you listening to me?"

it wasn't until he tried to turn his head to glance at you that he felt an unexpected weight between his neck and shoulders. the scent of your shampoo that suddenly filled his nostrils made him tense his whole body.

as he breathed deeply, trying to relax himself and not wake you up, he raised one of his hands to your hair and awkwardly tried to caress it.

"how can you fall asleep at your favorite movie?" was the last thing hendery mumbled to your sleeping self before paying all of his attention to the movie.

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[marvelous-llama]

NCT recs / WayV recs

<<original book

most of the mentioned works is 18+ NSFW, MINORS DNI

pls don´t hesitate to hmu, if any of mentioned links doesn´t work or you have suggestions for more fics... thank you so much for all the love and comments

one shots

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Hendery x fem!reader (wc - 4.7k) enemies to lovers, coworkers to lovers - fluff, crack

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Hendery x fem!reader (wc - 4k) university AU - fluff, smut

get to you again by @moonctzeny

Hendery x fem!reader (wc - 3k) friends to lovers, mutual pining - fluff, angst(ish), smut You wanted to lurch forward at him, tackle him onto the dusty road, and thank him by kissing every inch of his face. Hold him under the stars until you were covered with his smell, and the necklace wouldn’t be needed anymore; you could cling onto that memory instead. The urge was so strong that it made your heart physically hurt, knowing that you fell for the one person you shouldn’t have. But the heart wants what it wants, right?

series

Sign Me Up by @irregular-idol-imagines

Hendery x fem!reader (wc - 2.1k + 2.1k) - crack, fluff, smut you get to know Xiaojun's apartment and his roommate Hendery, who you seem to share a very special kind of humor with as you quickly bond over the existence of sex related neon signs (or alternatively: you're on a lightheaded pun-mission and Hendery is falling in love) part 1, part 2

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[woncon]

11:06 am

❥ kunhang x gn!reader

➳ warnings: the reader uses lipstick (it isn't specified whether only then for fun or regularly)

➳ thanks to @wonsheep for helping me fix my grammar mistakes and for giving me advice how to convert a whole story into another language precisely ❣

➳ nct masterlist | main masterlist

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at the glass table in the conference room, everyone was waiting for him to arrive and start the meeting. now, as soon as he enters, everyone is stunned: lipstick stains dot his face, lips, cheekbones and even his neck. 

"kunhang!" the big boss's voice is at once exasperated, surprised and angry. in places like this, he never calls him son.

one of the employees quickly hands the man in the suit a tissue. he takes it and on his way to his chair wipes off the most obvious stains without his grin dropping a millimetre. his gaze passes over everyone, lingering a little longer on you, who is covered in a thin layer of lipstick. no one notices. you don't look up either, fidgeting a little but preoccupied with rearranging your papers.

kunhang sits down, buries his face in his palms, looks up at his father, indicating that he is listening. the latter tries to recover from the shock of this scene and get down to business.

the boss's son, the heir apparent to the company, is having fun with someone else during the meeting, many people think. for although kunhang has indeed been the recipient of countless kisses, all of which are stained all over his body - oh, and not just on his face, but in every corner of his chest, all the honeyed lines of his belly - but they happened a long time ago, during the lunch break. arranged on purpose, so that no one would suspect who really honoured him with the hot touch of their lips, the red marks of their passion.

because the one who did all this, you, are here. you, who quickly scan the diagrams and whether the topics of the projection are lined up properly, ignoring the penetrating glance you have just received. you, who is none other than the assistant to the big boss, the boy's father.

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[writemekpop]

Daddy’s Favourite | Wong Kunhang (Hendery)

Summary: Hendery has been begging you to try for a baby… can you resist him?

Genre: Boyfriend!Hendery, suggestive

Word Count: 0.5k

You sat on the couch, your baby niece nestled in your lap.

The baby's chubby fingers reached up and touched your cheek. Normally you would have found that disgusting (come on, baby germs?) but for some reason, looking into little Jordan's eyes wasn’t the worst. It was almost… cute.  

Your boyfriend Hendery came in. When he saw you with the baby, his eyes lit up.

"Isn't she the best thing in the world?" He squeezed your hand, lovingly.

"I could get used to having one of these around," you murmured.

Hendery gasped. "Does this mean you’re ready to start trying?"

You bit your lip. “Babe…”

Hendery's brows shot up. "Not an immediate no... Does this mean what I think it means?"

You allowed yourself to smile. "Alright, what the hell. Let's do this!"

Butterflies soared through your tummy at the thought. You liked the feeling. It was like you were a kid on Halloween again.

Hendery jumped to his feet and started playing air guitar. You chuckled at your crazy boyfriend.

Hendery smirked. He pulled Jordan out of your arms and put her in the cot.

"Baby, I'm gonna get you so good and pregnant." He smirked and pulled you towards him.

Hendery kissed you, deep, eager. You could taste the cherry cola on his lips, you could feel his hand squeezing your ass. Heaven.

"Let's lock ourselves in the closet and bang this out, baby. We only need a couple minutes," Hendery murmured against your lips.

His lips touched your neck, making you shiver.

"Woah, slow down!" you said.

Hendery tried to kiss you again, but you kept him at arm’s length.  

He pouted.

"I’ve got to get my IUD taken out first," you said, laughing.

Hendery caught a curl of your hair between his fingers and twisted it, a gloomy look on his face. "Oh yeah."

You felt sorry for him and pressed a quick kiss to his lips.

An idea popped into your head. You smirked. You trailed your hand down his abs, toying with the buckle of his belt.

"Who says we can't have a trial run right now? You know what they say, practice makes perfect."

Hendery grinned. He pulled you into his arms, and you jumped and wrapped your legs around his waist. "I love you so fucking much." He smirked. “Does this mean I get to call you mommy?”

"Shut up, idiot," you said, nipping his jaw. "Now let's go make a baby."

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top!hendery (kunhang) x bottom!male reader

credits to the owner of the gif!

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Genre: smut. MINORS DNI

Categories: top hendery, bottom male reader, jerking off, blowjobs, rimming, fingering, anal sex, coming inside, friends to lovers, dirty talk, etc.

WC: 1,9k

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"I can do that too, Hendery..."

Hendery and you are roommates, living on a nice apartment at the city's downtown. He's on his bedroom, with the door closed. You've just come back from the grocery store, where you bought all the food both of you will eat for the rest of the week.

You quietly enter your apartment and start organizing the groceries, putting them on the cupboard or the fridge. Then, you take out a special thing you bought for Kunhang; chicken feet! His favorite food. You want to surprise him, so you walk to his room to show him what you bought, but when you open the door you find...

...Hendery jerking off. "Y-Y/N!", he yells at you, hiding his cock. Because of the shock, he accidentally unplugged his pro-gamer-headset. "Yeah, fuck me, just like that, come on", can be heard through his PC's speaker. When you stare at his monitor, you see two guys fucking on a bed; the bottom moaning and ordering the top to fuck him harder. He quickly closes the window. "I-It's not what it looks like!", he says, blushed.

"Well... I think it is what it looks like...", you say. Seeing your roommate jerking off and viewing porn already turned you on. So, if both of you are horny... why not do the real thing?

"I-I swear... I-It was an ad! And I was just checking something on my genitals...", he tries to clarify. "Don't worry, I think I can help you...", you tell him, dropping the bag of chicken feet on the floor and getting closer to he, who is sitting on his pro-gamer-chair.

"W-What are you doing, y/n...?", he asks. "Aren't you horny?", you reply, getting on your knees. "Y-Yeah, but... d-do you want to do this?", he asks. "Of course, Hendery, why not? After all, I interrupted your 'session of pleasure'", you say, smirking.

Hendery's shyness fades away. "Uhm... okay...", he says, taking his hands out of his cock. He stops hiding it, unveiling his semi-hard cock. "I will suck your cock even better than the guy on the video, you know?", you tell him. "Oh, yeah?...show me", he replies.

You start jerking off Kunhang in order to make his cock hard. After some seconds stroking his dick, it gets hard, reaching its maximum size. You've started at his bulge previously but didn't thought it would be kinda big.

Then, you start sucking Hendery's cock. It's so tasty: he's already leaking his delicious precum. With your right hand you jerk him off while sucking his dick. Occasionally, you put all of his length inside of your mouth, deepthroating him.

"Fuck...", he moans. You make some gag noises and vibrate your tongue to make him feel even better. Your tongue licks his length up and down, feeling his veins and tasting his tip. You make sure to suck his balls too, taking them both into your mouth. "Yeah, you like that, huh?", you tell him, while kissing his cock.

You make sure all of his cock is wet, showering it with your saliva. After some minutes of sucking him, you take his dick out of your mouth. "Throw me on the bed. I know you want", you tell him. Hendery stands up from the chair, grabs you by your shoulders and throw you on his bed. "Oh, yeah", you whisper as he rough throws you over the bed, making you bounce on the mattress. Then, he crawls over you and start making out with you.

Hendery's lips softly bite yours. You feel his tongue inside of you as he passionately kiss you. He's tasting his own precum inside of your mouth. It feels so good having he kissing you like that; you could make out with him all day long.

You feel Kunhang trying to take off your pants, so you raise your hips so he can take them off easily, along with your boxers. Then, he takes his pants and boxers off (he already had them below his waist since he was jerking off). He starts thrusting his hips towards yours. You feel how your cocks rub each other, getting you hard quickly.

After some long minutes of making out, he straightens up his back and takes off his shirt. You do that too, so both of you are entirely naked now. Knowing that he's about to take it to the next level, you raise your legs and spread them, giving all your ass to him to be used. "Suck my hole, don't hesitate", you tell him. "I am surely going to do that, hm...", he says, biting his lips as he stares at your butt.

Hendery arches his back and starts rimming you. You feel his tongue licking your hole, vibrating his tongue in order to wet it. "Oh, yeah, fuck, just like that", you moan. Kunhang introduces the tip of his tongue inside your hole, making him kiss your rim.

He stares at your eyes as he licks your hole, checking your satisfaction face. "You like this, don't you?", he asks. "Yeah, deeper! Taste it!", you moan to him. You grab Hendery's head and push him towards your butt, so his tongue gets into you deeper. He looks so sexy, staring at you while eating your ass.

Occasionally, he licks all the way long from your rim to the tip of your cock, wetting your perineum, balls and all your length on the way. When he reaches the tip, he sucks your cock for some seconds, and then he goes back to eating your ass. "You're already so wet...", he says. "You don't know how good you look between my thighs... keep going, fuck", you tell him.

Then, as your hole is wet enough, he starts fingering you. You feel one of his fingers inside of you, massaging your inner walls. "Gosh, yeah, you make me feel so good", you moan. While he fingers your rim with one hand, he jerks you off with the other one.

He introduces another finger. His two fingers fingerfuck your wet hole, stimulating your prostate. Your moans start to get a little more louder. "Huh, you like it like this, slut?", he tells you. Surprised by the degradation, you reply to him. "Oh, so we're talking dirty now... keep going, cunt, do it faster".

Hendery thrust his fingers inside of you faster. "Yeah, just like that, come on", you moan, staring at his handsome face, so focused on fingerfucking your hole.

"I think you will like something bigger now, hoe", Hendery says while straightening up his back and putting your fee over his shoulders. "Huh? You will give me your cock? Do it, don't hesitate", you tell him, so excited for him to fuck you hard. "Yeah, babe", he says while he slaps his hard cock on your rim zone.

"I'm going in, take it all", Kunhang says. He slowly introduces his cock inside of your hole. You feel how your hole stretches to make way for his tip and the rest of his veiny length, until the base of his cock touches your rim. Then, he starts tu fuck you on a medium pace. A hot pool of arousal surges on your body, so pleasured as your friend penetrates through your inner walls.

"Fuck, yeah... ah~ ah~", you moan, while you stare at Hendery. He looks so sexy, fucking you with your legs spread wide. "Don't be gentle, fuck me rough!", you tell him, needy to be fucked harder. Hendery quickly obeys, thrusting into you faster. "Like that? Huh?", he says, penetrating into your hole mercilessly.

"Just like that, ah~, it feels so good, having your cock inside of me..." you moan. "You're so tight, babe, fuck...", he says, softly moaning as his sensitive tip arouses him as he fucks into you. You feel how your prostate is abused by Hendery's cock, inevitably making you start to jerk off as a way to satisfy the great amount of pleasure you have. "Fuck...".

Sometimes, Hendery arches his back to kiss you, shutting your moans. Occasionally he would kiss your neck, leaving some hickeys there.

You start feeling your orgasm near. Your hard cock twitches as you jerk off and chase your climax. "Fuck me harder, Hendery, don't have mercy~", you say, loudly moaning as his cock pleasures your body so much. Hendery quickly obeys, thrusting into you frenetically, like drilling into your hole. "Take it all, slut, you like how I fuck you, huh? You're such a mess", he says. Your prostate gets more and more stimulated by his quick thrusts, spreading pleasure all over your body. "Harder! Harder! Just like that! Ah~", you moan, while wrapping your legs around him.

Finally, it's time to discharge all that pleasures. "I-I'm gonna come~ You fuck me so well...", you say, with broken moans. After some minutes of intense jerking off while Hendery fucks you recklessly, you come all over your body, some of your cum even landing on your face and Hendery's abs. Your walls spasms and contract around his cock, while your back arches and your body tremors, an electrical feeling spreading over your body.

After your orgasm, you slump on the bed, all exhausted and sweating; but Hendery keeps fucking you rough. "Fuck, look how much did you come... you're such a nasty slut", he says. "Y-Yeah, ah~, it just feels so good having you inside of me... keep going", you tell him.

After some minutes, you start noticing that his face blushes and his thrusts are becoming uneven. He's about to reach his climax. "Huh? You're gonna fill me with your cum? Is it that?", you tell him, so excited to be filled by him. "F-Fuck, yes, I can't hold it anymore... you're just so sexy and tight...", he says. "Do it then, fill me up", you tell him. His body start to spasm and his thrusts quickly penetrates your hole, faster than ever. "I-I'm gonna come... you're just so tight...", he says.

Finally, Hendery releases all his load inside of you, ending with a powerful final thrust. You glare at his handsome orgasm face, loud moaning as he reaches his climax. You can feel your hole being filled up with his hot cum, warming you inner walls and stimulating your prostate. It feels so good; the pleasure spreads all over your body, giving you so much joy.

Kunhang weakens his body after his orgasm, getting closer to you to kiss you. "You filled me so well...", you say to him. "You liked it?", he lasciviously says, smirking. "Of course... let's do this often..." you reply, before making out for some long minutes.

Hendery and you stand up and get dressed again. "Uhm... I think it's time to dinner...", he says. You walk to the corner of his room and raise the bag of chicken feet. "I'll cook them... I hope they didn't spoil", you say. Hendery already-happy face smiles as he's going to eat his favorite food. "You're the best, y/n", he says. You wink at him. "Anything for you, babe", you reply. Hendery sweetly blushes, feeling butterflies in his stomach. It's a new beginning on your relationship.

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Take me to the stars - W.KH

Pairing: Wong Kunhang / Hendery x fem!reader

Word count: 4063 words

AU/Genre: college!AU, stoner!hendery, antisocial nerd!reader, fluff, smut

Warnings: substance consumption and its inevitable consequences, prejudice, oral and fingering (f receiving) unprotected sex (*sighs*), Hendery has a big dick (and I stand by that)

A/n: I put a lot of thought into this, there are approximately 2000 stylistic devices in there, wahtever you might think is weird is there for a reason. Why am I getting defensive?

"...and please check the lists for the partner assignments on your way out."

After what seemed like an eternity of one and a half hours, you move to pack your things. It's your second year in university, of course there are corses that you like and don't like, but literature class is mostly fun. You'd consider yourself a good student when it comes to this subject, you generally like the literature that's discussed in class and in your essays. And, sure, while it's fun to be able to discuss topics with other people to get their opinions that might vary and differ from your own on a variety of topics, you prefer doing things on your own. In your opinion – that's been proven right over and over again in past, forced interactions with classmates, you're the only person you can trust and rely on with your assignments. So the reason why your professor found it necessary to pair you up into groups of two for your next essay is beyond you. Still, on your way out, you fight your way through the bundle of students gathered in front of the professor's desk, searching for your name on the list just like everyone else.

No.

No way.

A 'Would you look at that. Excited to work with me?' from somewhere behind you would be what you'd expect in this type of situation, like they do in movies. Sadly, that is impossible since the person you got paired with - the worst person you could have imagined out of the gathering of tweenies that sit around in this hall with you every Thursday - doesn't even show up to classes.

Wong Hendery, presumably a pain in the ass – actually, you don't know that for sure, you've never seen him since, as mentioned before, he's never stepped a single foot into this building – but you assume he must be. Rumor has it that he's only attending university because his parents want him to. They are filthily rich, so he has to go through with it in order to not lose their financial support. Besides praising him for his laid-back-ness, people also say that he usually hangs around on the big field next to the library with his friends, so this is where you head.

You move through the hallway, mind clouded with sorrow and worries about your grade in the upcoming assignment. It's not that you're that good of a student, you're not the best, but your accomplishments in university bring you far enough to be able to worry about grades, especially since this seems to be the final work for the semester, putting the weight of the importance of assessment heavily on your shoulders. Right now, it is important to you to get good grades, maybe even the best grades, and there's not much space left in your mind to focus on anything else.

As soon as you step out the door, the lovely late March air greets your nostrils, carrying the scent of slowly blooming buds and carefreeness. Your eyes scan over the area of lawn that's filled with students relaxing and enjoying their break in between corses, the weather of gentle sun rays allowing them to spend their time outside, finally, after such a cold winter.

You sigh. You're not here to think about the weather, there's a task at hand, and you won't come far unless you get in touch with the person who you just know is going to make this relatively easy assignment a nightmare of missed deadlines, stress-fueled nail-biting and headaches.

"Wong Hendery?" You shout out in hopes of someone coming over to you. And to your pleasant surprise, someone does. You shift your weight from one foot to the other, hands grabbing ahold of the loops of your backpack that hangs rather heavily on your back. The guy comes closer, and with every step he takes, you understand more and more why everyone seems to be so forgiving with his absenteeism.

"You called me, pretty?" He grins as he comes to a halt in front of you, slightly towering over your smaller height. You gulp.

Admittedly, you'd anticipated someone different, might it be your prejudice from past experiences or something else, but you're a bit stunned, to be honest. Gaze grazing over his exterior, you notice a lot of things about him. You decide that you like his long, slightly wavy, black hair and the way he exclusively dresses in clothes that are at least two sizes too big for him, and vans. It makes him stand out. It makes him special. He doesn't seem to care one bit about the presumed wealth of his family if he dresses like this. It makes you weirdly fond of him, for some reason.

"Uh," for a second, you get lost in his wide smile and his glossy eyes before you're able to catch himself, blinking quickly a couple of times before you open your mouth. "We have to do a literature project together. You coming?"

"Right now?" He asks, a little stunned.

"If you're free?"

He nods, you expect him to grab his stuff, but apparently the only thing be brought was himself, a pack of cigarettes (?) and a lighter that he holds in his hands. Without another word explaining where you're headed, you turn around, guiding the way into the library which you assume he doesn't even know the location of. Silently, he follows you, and you ask yourself just why this was so easy. You'd anticipated him blocking your attempts of trying to get him to work with you, or worse, just leaving without another word or glance. That he's so compliant actually lifts some of the weight of worrying about your final grade off your shoulders.

At the same time, you can't help but to imagine explaining that situation to your professor, maybe getting a free pass on the group project and doing one of your own on your own instead.

You sit down in a separate room in the library that is meant for small study group, which you kind of are, and you whip out your notebook, explaining the assignment to him. You can't really decipher the look in his eyes, so you plainly assume that he knows absolutely nothing about literature, so you begin to explain pretty much everything you did in the lecture until this day briefly.

At that, he nods, but doesn't seem too interested in what you're saying. His dark eyes might be glued to your lips, their movement and the way your tongue glides out to wet them every few minutes, but he just blandly stares seemingly into nothingness. You try not to read too much into that.

After about an hour, you're done.

"Honey, I'll be honest. I have no fucking clue what you're talking about, but how about I take you home and we start together, how's that?"

Slightly thrown off by the name, your mouth opens to protest, but thinking about it, it might be the best solution. That way, he's in a familiar environment, all while you're not: the best way to study, in your opinion. It would also get everything done as soon as possible, giving you the opportunity to focus on your other assignments for the time being. And – and this is most possibly the heaviest reason why you agree – you're kind of curious to see how he lives, not that you'd ever admit to that.

As he pulls into his drive way, you take in your surroundings. Firstly, you're glad that you finally arrived since his car – all due respect – reeks of weed and you'd stepped on multiple McDonald's bags molding away in the footwell during the five minute ride. The mansion you pull up to tells you that the assumption of your peers seem to be correct as it stands proudly before you. As soon as he takes you through the front door, all you see is marble, stucco and chandeliers.

You feel like you should be impressed, but you aren't. Hendery seems like he does not give two shits about money with the way he behaves and carries himself, so you automatically detach him from everything you're seeing right now.

The two of you make your way out the back into the garden, a beautiful wide lawn with trees and flowers blooming around and a about, a little pond on the right side of the area that seem to hold a bunch of fish and ducks. You step forwards on a trail that leads to a separate, smaller house at the back of the garden, almost hidden behind the large bamboo trees the area offers. It's way less pompous than the actual house you'd just seen, and seemed rather normal, like one of those bungalows you slept in during field trips.

Once you arrive inside, you see a lot of carpets, a big couch and a huge TV. Hendery invites you to sit down, and after gently resting your backpack against the couch, you do, watching him leave the room for an unknown reason, and allow yourself to sink into the many pillows as you take in more of the room.

Large windows illuminate the small place Hendery calls his home. There are a few plants on the shelves, that are stuffed full with comic books and video game cases. Next to the couch, you notice a glass door leading to some sort of gaming room that shines purple with LED-light stripes. There's also a staircase leading up to a platform where he sleeps, you assume. On the other side of the staircase you can fairly make out the corners of a kitchen. You have to say, it's pretty neat.

"You like it?" Hendery grins after putting his jacket away and grabbing a few snacks from the kitchen area.

"Sure," you half-smile. You still don't know what to think of this guy. On one hand, you're influenced by his (bad) reputation and therefore still a little anxious about the assignment and how you're going to get this person to work on it with you, with equal amounts of workloads and hours. On the other hand, he draws you in. He seems like an interesting person, and you're surprised that you're really showing so much interest in someone else that you want to get to know them, let alone see their home. You're not superstitious by any means, but you feel like there's a connection.

Hendery turns on the television, allowing a random show to play quietly in the background before taking a medium sized, blue box from the couch table onto his lap.

"You mind?" He asks as he opens it, looking over at you as he presents the contents of the box to you. In there's a stoner's wet dream: different shaped and sized grinders, papers and tips from a variety of brands and a good amount of weed.

"Oh- uh.. of course not, it's your house." You say.

He grins and starts rolling a joint and to be honest, you're mesmerized by the process. He plugs a piece of paper off the block and folds a tiny part at one end in before rolling the whole piece into a papery, white straw. Next, he unzips the bag that contains the weed, expertly picking the right amount to stuff into a small metal cylinder, grinding the dried plant into tiny crumbs. Lastly, he assembles everything inside a thin long-paper. You find yourself watching with interest, to your surprise especially when he brings the whole thing up to his mouth, his tongue darting out to wet the paper so it will stick together. And even though you don't have much to compare it to, you think the joint looks pretty good.

"Okay, wanna start?" He asks before lighting his joint. He lets the tip sit between his lips and inhales deeply, the scent of weed filling the air, but due to it's freshness, it's much more bearable than inside his care, maybe pleasant, even. You clear your throat before opening the zipper of your backpack.

"Alright, the drama. I think you should read it before we do anything, really. I brought you my copy, you can keep it." You gently place it on the table, careful to not bump into any empty cans or other pieces of general trash with your fingers.

"I already read that," Hendery answers before blowing out a big cloud of smoke into the air, and you notice that he does this to keep the smoke remotely away from you, and it makes your heart skip a beat.

"Oh- great! Then we can take everything a little slower than I thought." You smile to yourself and lean back for a second. Oddly, his presence calms you, or maybe that's just the scent of the smoke slowly creeping up to where you're seated, but you don't have to say that you mind. Somehow, the whole atmosphere is relaxing as it is, finally letting you take a breath from all the stress and burdensome encounters of your life.

The evening carries on and the two of you just start talking about everything and nothing. You notice that he likes to talk about pretty much everything except for himself, the last fact surprisingly characterizes yourself pretty well as well. You enjoy the way he's able to entertain you without even trying, the way he doesn't rely on your answers or input to keep the conversation going. Every time you want to add something, you can, but everything just feels so relaxed that you don't feel pressured, and that is something that makes you instantly fond of him. Usually, people expect something of you, something that you don't want to or can't give them. In the past, this had stressed you out so much, given you anxiety and insomnia to the point where you cut ties with almost everyone you knew.

With Hendery, it's different, and for some reason you hope that it's the same for him. You want him to feel comfortable with you. You want him to be able to open up with you. It's getting awfully late, yet you don't even know anything besides his zodiac sign.

You two sit outside on his porch, listening to the chirping of the crickets while looking at the night sky. He's just finished his second joint of the night, feeling high and free as ever, and you realize that you really like the way he looks when he sits so close to you, eyelids heavy and a lazy grin on his face. Uncharacteristically for you, you find that he's pretty. And he knows a whole lot about the stars and the universe.

You watch him as he babbles about a random constellation and its meaning in ancient Greece, his eyes lighting up almost with passion, his strong jawline, his pretty nose and his slender lips that look so kissable. Not once in your life had you felt like this. It's like the world had stopped moving around you, there's nothing else that matters when you sit here. You feel like you're in a different dimension, like nothing can harm you, and nothing can hurt you, which is why you don't even hesitate as you ask him the following question.

"Can I kiss you, Hendery?"

Before you realize, it's already out there, and before you can worry about it, he's already turned to look at you with a smile. "Are you sure, or are you just high?"

You smile. Maybe the amount of smoke you've passively inhaled in the past hours has made you somewhat more comfortable, but you're not high, or at least, you don't think you are. But you know that you feel something, just like before, like a connection. "I'm not high, Hendery" 'But I want to be high on oxytocin with you', you want to say. But you don't. "I just want to kiss you."

And with that, he leans in, stopping just before his lips touch yours, letting his breath tease your lips before closing the distance. He tastes like weed, of course, but he also tastes like strawberries. Like cotton candy. Like a comfortable hug. Like the gently warmth of a candle. But before you can really sink into the kiss, he's gone again.

He gets up and holds his hand out for you to grab before guiding you inside. He doesn't want you to get cold.

"How come time passes so fast?" You ask, almost pouting as you look at the time on your phone showing that it's past 3am. You really don't want to go home, not yet, you don't want this to end, whatever it might be, and whatever it might lead to. And as if he could read your mind, he offers you to stay.

You find yourself lying in his bed half an hour later, wide open eyes staring at the ceiling above Hendery's mattress, alone, as he offered to take the couch. You feel strange, not because the bed is uncomfortable, not because he's making you uncomfortable, but because you feel so tremendously alone. You feel like you're in a dream when you're with him, so it feels strange once you aren't, as if you're meant to be with him right now.

Quietly, you get up, making your way down the steps of the staircase carefully as to not wake him up. You're not exactly sure what your plan is, and this is so not you, a person who usually plans every single step of your daily routine in detail to not have to face any unpleasant surprises, and to not miss anything.

You can already see him on the couch, his figure completely wrapped in a blanket between the pillows, the light on his porch shining through the windows illuminating his frame.

Carefully, you sit down on the couch and he stirs, turning his body to face you.

"You okay?"

"Can't sleep."

"Come here." He lifts his blanket, inviting you to lay with him. Hesitantly for a second, you take his offer, slipping underneath the blanket with him. And you've never felt so warm. You cuddle your back into his chest and he hugs you from behind.

"Is this really okay for you?" You turn your head to look at him.

He lifts his head to look at you, a surprised raise to his eyebrows. "Are you asking because I stopped kissing you?"

You nod.

"Do you want me to be honest?"

You nod again.

"If I would have kept kissing you, I don't know if I could have stopped there. Your lips just- you taste like something I can't quite explain, you know, but it felt too good. Didn't want to pressure you into anything just because I didn't want to hold back. It's just- there's something about you that takes me in."

"I liked kissing you too." You completely turn around now, his face only centimeters away from yours.

"Do you want to do it again?"

You kiss him. Deeply. Trying to put all of the emotions of safety you're feeling into the kiss, and there you taste it again. Caramel, Hazelnut, the feeling of warm morning sun on your skin. And you don't want to let it go.

Before you know it, your hands find hold on his chest, gently caressing him over his shirt. You feel one of his big hands taking yours, gently holding it onto himself so you can feel his heart beating a little faster. Yours does it too. You shift closer to him. Everything is still too far away.

This time, it's you who breaks the kiss. You look into his eyes.

"I want you, Hendery." You're still so close that you can feel his breath hitch against your skin.

"Are you sure?" His voice is barely above a whisper. Is he trying to hold himself back? As an answer, you let your hand wander over his tummy downwards, deeper and deeper until you reach the hem of his sweatpants. You feel him gasp.

"You can have me any way you like," you whisper into his ear. That's all it takes for him to kiss you again, messier than before, but still contained. He shifts above you, caging you with his taller frame. You use the opportunity to let your hands finally wander over his body. You couldn't make it out under his baggy clothing, but he is pretty slim, but muscular still.

"I want to taste you, baby," he mumbles into your mouth, "not just your mouth. I want to taste everything."

His words make you whine against him. In this moment, you don't care you didn't properly shave this morning, you don't care about anything else than the man above you, who wants you just as bad as you want him.

You allow him to take his pants off you (that he gave you before you went to bed) and you open your legs for him to have you. You feel goosebumps prickle over your skin as his breath hits your core. And when he finally leans in to taste you, you're gone. The way his tongue tangles around your clit, the way he sucks you into his mouth is heavenly. Never has anyone made you feel quite like this.

Raw moans leave your lips, catching his ears and spurning him on as he fucks his tongue into your hole, revenging the inside of your wetness like a starved man. You can hear him groan.

Hendery looks up at you, keeping steady eye contact as he inserts a finger into you, slowly pushing in, making you feel every centimeter of it before he curls it up, moving in and out to rub over that sensitive area inside of you. Your eyes roll back at the feeling, and he uses the loss of eye contact to focus on your core again, adding a second finger before diving in, lapping skillfully at your clit.

Right now, you feel like you're in heaven. Or in hell, because it's too hot and sexy to be heaven. Either way, you feel your orgasm approaching incredibly fast. You don't hold back, moans spilling from your lips as you let yourself go onto his tongue, onto his fingers that move so perfectly inside you that you could cry. The waves of your orgasm crash over you in a way you feel like you've never felt before. You cry out Hendery's name, your hands holding onto his hair as he lets you ride out your high on his tongue, only pulling back after leaving you overly sensitive.

He comes back up to kiss you, making you taste yourself and for some reason, it's the sexiest thing you can imagine right now. You still want him inside you, though. and you let him know by desperately rocking your hips against his.

"Please, I want you in me, Hendery"

He does as you say, not being able to wait any longer to finally unite with you, finally be as close to each other as possible. He removes his pants and you can't wait for him to finally, finally enter you as you feel his tip against your entrance.

He is big, stretching you out deliciously as he fills you up, his cock seemingly having no end as he keeps sinking deeper into you. You cling into his shoulders, eyes finding his in this moment of oneness as he bottoms out inside of you. Never have you felt so full, so complete, heart fluttering away in your chest along with the butterflies in your tummy.

"So big," you sigh as you feel him slowly move, clenching around him almost as if your walls didn't want to let him go. He tries to hold back his sounds so he can hear you properly, letting out the sweetest sounds he's ever heard. He wants to give you the world, just as you want to give it back to him. You could stay like this for hours, forever, you don't want anything else. There's nothing else in your mind but him, him, him, as he keeps dragging his tip along your walls.

However the night ends, whether it fades into day, you don't care. As long as he's with you, you don't have a worry in the world.

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shark week, a hendery fanfic

Hendery x reader

Afab reader

Word count: 1,620

Tw: period cramps, mention of pain,curse words, hendery is a jack ass, sexual jokes, mention of oral (nothing happens), ten is a cockblock, kun is embarrassed

You groan in pain at what feels like a knife twisting in your stomach. Every month you underestimate how badly cramps hurt and regret not going to the doctor's office for prescribed medicine because you're curled up on the bed, groaning and shivering in agony. You grip the plushie that your boyfriend got you, cursing yourself for letting the pain get to you.

Suddenly the door bursts open, an excitable Hendery bursting in. You squint at him, confused at the sudden intrusion. 

As soon as he catches your eyes, he jumps on the bed and wraps his arms around you, tickling your sides. "Pookie! I missed you-!" there he goes again, using that god-awful nickname again.

You push your boyfriend off of you, glaring daggers at him. Hendery holds his hands up defensively. "Woah, who peed in your cereal?" he teases, poking at your sides again. 

"Babe, I'm just in a lot of pain, okay? So, please, for the love of god, stop-!" you shove his hands off you, resulting in him pouting at you.

"Just take an Advil or something? I want to put plastic wrap in front of Xiaojun's door; come on!" he grabs your hand and pulls you towards him, and you smack his hands.

"Leave me alone, please!" you retreat under the blankets, groaning in pain. 

He quirks an eyebrow, leaning over you and hovering his face a few inches from yours with wide eyes. "Babbyyy, what's wrong? Just tell meee."

You sigh, turning away from him. "I'm on my period."

His mouth forms an 'o' shape as he drapes his arm over your body and lays behind you, effectively spooning you. "I see…" he mumbles. "So… you're in pain."

"No shit dumbass."

He sighs. "When did you get it?"

"Today, the first day is always the worst."

"Ah, when did you get it for the first time?"

"I was eleven or twelve, why?" you question.

"Just wondering."

So you stayed there with your boyfriend's arms wrapped around you, his presence helping you cope. You were drifting off when he suddenly gasped.

"Y/N…." he whispered, turning you around to face him. He held your shoulders and stared at you with wide eyes.

"Baby? What's wrong?" you felt worried seeing his face like this.

He took a few deep breaths. 

"I-I'm 23…" he whispered.

“Yeah..?" you countered, even more, confused now.

"Babe. I'm late."

"…for what?"

"I'm twelve years late! I was supposed to get my period twelve years ago! Do you know what this means?!"

You opened your mouth to scold him, but he clasped his hand over your mouth.

“Babe, we're pregnant!" he said, eyes sparkling. "I can't wait for us to raise our first child," he pretends to wipe a tear from his eye as he puts your hand on his stomach.

"Do you feel it kicking?"

You shoved his hand off of your mouth. "You dumb ass!" you throw the plushie at him, pulling him off the bed while he yelps.

"Babe- wait-I'm sorry it was a joke-!"

You slam the door on him, locking it behind his figure. Then, with a deep sigh, you return to your bed, curling up in a ball. You lay your head down to close your eyes and go to sleep when you hear your phone buzz. 

dumbass <3

-Babbyyyyy immm sorrrryyy let me innnn

-I miss u

-pls

-I was just so excited abt our baby

- TT

You scoff at his messages and watch as more come flooding in.

dumbass <3

-u r making me sad

-come on pookie

-don't make daddy angy

-grrrr

"WONG KUN-HANG, DO NOT MAKE ME BLOCK YOUR NUMBER!" you scream at him through the door, sighing.

You lay on your back and stare at the ceiling. He could be such a pain, but you loved him. Even though he was such a stupid, stupid guy who took every opportunity to get on your nerves.

You hear a scraping at the door and over as a note slides through the bottom. In scribbled handwriting, it says, "I am sorry, really. Please let me in.", complete with an awful drawing of what you can only assume is him crying.

With a groan, you get up and open the door, staring at your boyfriend with a blank face. 

He smiles wide and barges in, arms full of what he will refer to as "supplies."

"Okay baby, just lay down and nurse Hendery will take care of you!"

"You could have been a doctor, and yet you chose to be a nurse," you question, returning to bed and staring at him.

He presses a heating pack to your belly, making sure to be gentle with you. 

"Don't underestimate the nurses of this world, Y/N, they're angels on earth and here you are disrespecting them." he wiped a piece of hair out of your face.

"Listen, listen, my sisters taught me how to care for a girl when she's enduring shark week. So I'm basically an expert." he uses his fingers to gently turn your chin to face him as he sits in bed next to you.

"You do realize I kicked you out just a few minutes ago, right?"

"Shhh," he leaned in, pressing his lips to yours, but before you could reciprocate, he pressed a piece of chocolate against your lips, making you furrow your brows before biting.

"Good girl!" he teased, snuggling into your side, taking the remote, and turning on your favorite movie. 

You didn't mind this; you were feeling better thanks to the heating pad and his snuggles. Not that you would admit it. 

"I heard that getting head relieves period cramps," he suddenly said, chin high in the air as though he was proud to know this fact.

You just stared ahead in shock, not at all expecting that.

"Come on baby, let's try it!" he began quickly kissing your jawline, trailing up and nibbling at your ear. 

You shuddered in response, a soft gasp leaving your lips as he trailed kisses down your neck, gently moving the blanket off your legs.

"Hendery, stop… the others are home, don't…." you whisper.

"What was that baby? Are you afraid I'll make you feel too good?" he said, smirking as he lowered his head between your legs, pulling at the hem of your shorts.

Though your body said yes, your mind knew the other members were home. Yet, there he was, smiling up at you.

The door creaking open made you both turn your heads toward the sound. There stood Ten, holding Louis. You can vaguely see what looks like a mortified Kun behind him, but he quickly retreats after seeing the two of you in such a lewd position.

"Oh, am I interrupting something?" he asked calmly, looking between you two.

"Ye-"

"No, not at all." you gently push Hendery's head away with your knee.

"What's up?", you asked.

Ten walks in and sits down next to you, showing off the cat he is so proud of. "Look, I got him a hat!" he says, grinning as he cuddles into your side, Louis retreating into your lap. 

"Ooh, we're watching a movie?" Ten asks, somehow making himself even more comfortable.

"No, my girlfriend and I are watching a movie."

Ten stares at the TV, "Right, and now your girlfriend, you and I are watching a movie.", he restates with a cheeky grin.

Hendery takes up his spot on your other side, petting Louis with a permanent frown. You should be leaning on him, not Ten; he's your boyfriend, him, Hendery! 

You hear another meow and see Leon opening the door, jumping up and curling up in your frustrated boyfriend's lap as Ten coos at sight. 

"This is not the kind of pussy I wanted.", Hendery groans, leaning his head back.

You and Ten shares a look before laughing at his frustration. You kiss his cheek, which he quickly redirects to his lips. The two of you spend a moment with your mouths moving against each other before Ten tells you two to get a room.

"We tried to!", Hendery says, swatting at the older boy.

BONUS

After a few hours, the two boys had fallen asleep, and you left the room to get a glass of water. You see the other members on the couch, playing a console game you didn't care to check on. As you remove the cup from the cabinet, you hear someone clear their throat behind you. 

You turn to see Kun, whose ears have turned bright red. 

"Hey!" you greet him.

He shifts awkwardly. "Listen, um, I saw you and Hendery earlier and… I just want to like make sure you know that you guys are staying safe and using protection."

You turn bright red and are rendered speechless.

"Especially if Ten is going to be joining you—"

You hear a gasp and watch Yangyang enter your room, finding the two sleeping boys. 

Next thing you know, Hendery runs into the kitchen, half asleep but ready to fight, as he holds his fists up to Kun. 

"Are you after my girl, Qian, huh?! Are you?!" he says, circling him and jumping around like a madman. "You pervert! Talking to my girlfriend about sex!"

Kun holds his hands up, looking at you for help. Meanwhile, Xiaojun and Winwin stare at the scene in shock as Ten takes a video of the scene in front of him, and Yangyang cackles.

You pull your boyfriend away, smacking him gently. 

That video would end up in the hands of Johnny, who would send it to Mark, and the next thing you knew, Sungchan was texting you asking why Hendery was so mad.

God, those boys were nosy gossips.

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