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unlikelymiracleperson · 2 years

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My Significant Bother (CHAPTER I)

Warning: Blood,violence

Genre: enemies to lovers

Pairing: Assassin!!Sejun x Agent!!Reader

With daggers at each other's throats, you clenched your hands around the dagger, blood dripping from both of you. Sejun pressed the dagger closer to your bare neck and said, "Give me the documents." In his eyes, you could see his determination to take the document.

"You think I'll give up now that I've come all this way?" you said, reaching for the gun strapped to your thigh. The fire was spreading, and smoke was engulfing the structure. The building could collapse at any moment, and you needed to flee as soon as possible.

You quickly grabbed Sejun's arm and ducked down, quickly releasing him and sprinting to the nearest door. Trying not to inhale the smoke, you made it outside safely. You activated your microphone while writhing in pain. "Did you make it outside?" Hanse asked through the microphone. You ripped your dress and wrapped it around your bleeding arm, saying, "Yes, I'm outside."

“Sending a helicopter right now, stay safe until then” Just then you noticed Sejun running towards you. Without thinking you started running before he could get to you any further. To your luck the Helicopter was in sight. Hanse let down a rope which you quickly held onto aiming your gun at Sejun who was still after you.

Finally you were in the Helicopter. Hanse looked at you concerned with your arm. It seemed to be bleeding . He quickly brought out the first aid kit removing the piece of garment you had wrapped around your arm. “That looks bad,” he said. You really did not hear him since the propeller was so loud but you could tell by his expression it looked bad. He carefully put some ointment on it making you wince in pain as it sort of stung you. “Ow ow ouch” you said trying to stay still.

“Just hold still, just need to wrap it up with a bandage” Hanse said as the helicopter finally landed. Seungwoo got out of the pilot's seat standing outside. You threw him the USB that contained the document continents and he made his way to the headquarters. …………… “He sounds insane,” Hanse said after you told him about the whole thing that happened inside the building. "Yep, he's for starting a fire as well." You remained comfortably seated in Seungwoo's guest chairs. You and Hanse were always chilling in Seungwoo's office, even though he didn't like it. You both knew he secretly liked your company.

Hanse chewed on chips and offered you some, which you accepted. You were in desperate need of chips right now. "Can you please refrain from making my office a shambles right now?" Seungwoo said as he removed his glasses and stood up.

“We have a meeting already, we just got back,” Hanse said looking at his phone Seungwoo sighed, tapping his fingers on the table.

“Already we just came back from a mission” you said in annoyance Hanse got up picking up the document you collected from the mission. Seungwoo helped you up although you told him you were fine he still insisted.

“We can do this, we are Unit 3!” Hanse said trying to set a happy mood making you roll.

As you walked into the meeting room, you were met with judgmental glances and looks from the other divisions. Your division was always looked down on because you were a group of three, but today you completed a task that other divisions failed to complete. As you walked in, you simply smiled at everyone. Despite the fact that you were supposed to speak for your team today, you were replaced because you were injured.

When the boss entered, everyone stood up and sat down once Mr Choi Byungchan sat. Seungwoo took out his laptop and began to open the document.

"This is the document we gathered from the mission; we had some difficulties because we couldn't identify the third party who was present." But, as you can see, we did complete the mission, sir." Seungwoo closed the Document, and Hanse returned to his seat after handing Mr Choi the USB containing the Document.

Mr Choi's assistant began talking about a new mission, and you were correct, the screen displayed a picture of Sejun, causing you to widen your eyes. "This agent has information we require; we don't know his name, but we do know his appearance, as you can see on the screen." What we do know is that this man is extremely difficult to talk to, and he is extremely secretive; we couldn't find anything but his face electronically." The assistant explained the pause.

"Mr Choi desires that this mission be assigned to Division 3." The meeting, according to the assistant, ended right then and there.

{Seungwoo’s office}

"We need to come up with a plan," Hanse said, stressingly tapping his fingers on the table as you all sat thinking in silence.

"Y/n We need you to be close to him." Hanse looked up from his seat at the table, as if he had an idea, Seungwoo thought.

"Get him to fall in love," Hanse said aloud, and you deadpanned. This was not your thing, but it was the only way you could think of.

"All right, but we need to know where he is." You replied that you agreed with their suggestions. Seungwoo immediately went to his laptop and began searching for any information on Sejun.

"Today, on Ninth Street, Building No. 9, there is a party with only special guests permitted." There is an exchange of information taking place over there, and Sejun is attending. The only problem is that it is a masquerade themed event, so it may take some time to identify," Seungwoo said, smashing his keys as he read off all the information he had gathered. Hanse opened the drawer, revealing clothing disguises, and grabbed a fancy black dress with some long black gloves. The dress was short, and something you could run and walk in. Hanse finally chose the mask while you spent time putting on clothes.

"And finally, the finishing touch," Hanse said as he put the mask on you. When you looked in the mirror, you were taken aback by how you looked and made a complete 180-degree turn.

"We need to get going now that we've put on a good disguise. I have an invitation for you. Don't forget, you'll be going as Miss Lee Sina. In the car, we'll go over everything in greater depth." Seungwoo stated as he reached for his car keys. You three made your way to the private parking area, which was mostly filled with Seungwoo's cars.

" I wonder what car today" you said Seungwoo threw the keys to Hanse he quickly held it up defensively.

“Your driving today” Seungwoo said, walking while Hanse pressed the unlock button for the car. Then a black range rover lit up Seungwoo near it at that point and headed inside the front passenger seat. Hanse rushed to the driver's seat and finally you headed in in the back opening the black suitcase that contained accessories and hidden weaponanary.

“For now you need to fix a good impression on him. It might be hard just to ask for a dance first. That would be the best first move after finding him” Seungwoo said as the car started moving.

“Got it but i can’t guarantee the good impression” you said putting on a necklace.

“And why is that” Hanse questioned

"Well, the guy I fought in the last mission is the same guy we're looking for today," you explained. Hanse returned your stare for a split second before returning his gaze to the road.

"Are you sure you're serious right now?" You nodded, Seungwoo and Hanse said in unison.

"Don't worry, this improves and, dare I say, simplifies the mission for us." You smiled and assured them that they could always rely on you, so they brushed it off.

"We're here, me and Seungwoo will be parked 5 buildings away, so once you make it out, let us know if you make it out if you don't update us." Hanse said as you stepped out of the car and adjusted your mask. "Got it," you said, giving the boys a thumbs up as you walked boldly to the entrance. You came to a halt when you reached the security guard holding a clipboard.

"Miss Lee Sina," you said as he looked at the clipboard, and you went inside. “Lim Sejun” you heard behind you as soon as you had entered you didn’t even look back you headed to a table where a bunch of women were talking and passed them you needed to head up stairs you picked up some champagne a waiter was holding and headed up the stairs so you can have a better view what was happening in the hall.

“Beautiful am i right?” you smelled alcohol from the man who stood next to you.

"Are you drunk?" you inquired of the masked man, who grabbed your waist and pulled you closer, laying down your glass of champagne. You quickly stabbed him with a syringe, putting him to sleep, and then sending him to a chair. When you returned to the indoor balcony to observe the party from afar, you noticed a pair of dark brown eyes staring at you.

"Se-jun," you thought to yourself, assuming he had already noticed you. You quickly finished the champagne and made your way downstairs, where the dance was about to begin and you needed to find a partner, or should you say Sejun. To your luck, he waited for you down the stairs, indicating that he had noticed you. Finally, Sejun approached you on your final step.

“You fascinate me” he said, approaching closer and closer to you and you took steps back until you bumped into a stair rail.

“Do I know you?” you asked trying to play dumb.

“Don’t play stupid now Y/n we met earlier today too” he said looking at your arm and brushing his fingers on it gently you pushed your arm away from him. He looked at your outfit seeing how many weapons you had secretly hidden within your outfit.

“May I ask for a dance Mr Lim Sejun” you said, offering your hand and a smile plastered on your face.

“Of course” you walked with him to the hall closer to the other guests he wrapped one hand on your waist the other hand intertwined with your hand you looked him in the eyes.

“What’s on your mind?” you asked him, waiting for an answer. “So many weapons on you are you flirting with me?” he said, leaning his head closer to your face like he was about to kiss you right now. "Nope, I just have it to kill someone if they cross the line," you replied to his amusing question. You realised that this was your opportunity to get closer to him.

"You won't need it then because I'm done hurting you; in fact, I need you for something else," he said as he drew you in by the waist, his lips burning you from the inside out. He was a great kisser, but also a rough kisser, much to your surprise.

“I need a lover, you seem to make a great one so how about a deal” He said winking at you.

“Depends on what I get in return” you whispered into his ears “We’ll have that discussion at my place now let’s get going” He continued grabbing your wrist as you both walked out of the party. “One second i need to use the bathroom” You said he nodded and smirked as he let go of you.

“I planted a tracker in you so don’t think of escaping and come back dear” he said holding his keys which showed his phone displaying your location.. You quickly made your way to the bathroom calling Seungwoo and Hanse to update them on your current situation. As the phone rang you tried to fix your clothes.

"Yes, update?" He questioned pausing between.

" You two can head off without me. Sejun is taking me to his place" you said as the phone went silent for a second.

" you manage to get him that quick" Seungwoo asked another question, surprised how fast you were.

"Where does he live? Y/n please keep me up to date on that as well." The call was cut off when Hanse interrupted. In response, you sighed and put your phone down. For the time being, you must remain calm and find a way to negotiate with Sejun once you exit the restroom.

Sighing, you made your way out and saw Sejun from a distance leaning on the wall concentrated on his phone to even notice you approaching him or maybe he knew it was you but chose to ignore the fact you were walking to him. Suddenly the lights when out before you could be closer to him.

“What” your phone started beeping all you could think was danger was just right at the corner and you were right you heard screams and glass shatter.

“Y/n trust me for now” you heard Sejun’s voice as he locked his hands with yours and the both of you started running towards the exits. The wind kissing your faces as you dashed through the darkness and chaos surrounding you both.

“Any clue of what is the cause of this” you asked, making it to a car which you quickly entered sitting in the passenger seat and Sejun rushed to the driver's seat without a word.

“The white crows they want my organisation dead ever since we failed to get that document you stole from us” You looked ahead hearing gunshots and screams of fear and terror of the violence that suddenly erupted. “How unfortunate but what do i have to do with the lover thing” you questioned curious to how he would answer this question.

“You see the white crows are attending parties to exchange information then causing scenes like what you just witnessed but tomorrow it will be a coupled themed party and a high ranked white crow executive member will be attending i need your help for one reason first to act as my lover and second to capture him and i will never bother you again” Sejun said hurriedly turning the car drifting fastly and then stopping at a mansion.

“Sounds promising” You said stepping out of the car fixing your dress then waiting for Sejun to do the same he smiled once looking at you. “Well I forgot to add something that will take about a month to plan” he said making your smile drop as he winked teasingly.

“How did you leave that part out until the end you-” Sejun headed to the Mansion ignoring you. You could tell he was most likely smiling, probably laughing at your confusion. Reluctantly you walked into the Mansion that was the moment you had agreed to everything he had said earlier.

This was the start of a complicated relationship.

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diverseinsertknet · 1 year

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biaswreckingfics · 3 years

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Fey! Lim Sejun

Summary: Running across a fey is one of the worst things that can happen to you.

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: language, forced kiss

This fic is part of my October event Thrills and Chills.

It’s a beautiful warm day. Autumn has just started, and you decide it’s the perfect day for a walk in the park before the harsh cold of winter comes. It’s not too hot and not too cold, and you’re far from being the only person out and enjoying the weather.

The park is littered with other people enjoying the nice day. Kids are playing together in the grass, animals are chasing each other around… The sight makes you happy. The cheerfulness in the air makes you happy, but more than anything, you just want peace and quiet. You want to escape the daily lives of everyone else for just a moment and pretend the world is more magical than it is.

You decide to wander off the well-traveled path toward a dirt trail in a thicker part of the trees surrounding the park. People mainly used these trails for bikes, but sometimes you liked to sneak in here and be surrounded by the giant trees.

Pulling your phone out to take some pictures of the canopy, you’re too focused on your phone as a runner runs past you and nearly knocks you on your ass. You regain your footing and look in the direction he ran in, mumbling the word “asshole” under your breath. How did they miss an entire person on the path with them and not even give you an apology for nearly running you over? This is why you like to be alone instead of around people.

Shaking it off, you continue your walk on the trail. It’s calm, peaceful, and when you spot a clearing off to the side, you decide it’s the perfect place to stop and hang out at.

You take a couple of steps off the path and break through the remaining trees. The clearing is green and luscious, and the only sound that greets you is the chirping of birds. You smile and set your bag on the ground before dropping down next to it. Too bad you didn’t have a blanket and a good book with you. This place is perfect.

As you’re enjoying nature, the sound of crunching leaves reaches your ears, and you turn to look at the path you’ve just left. At first, nothing immediately catches your attention, but soon, you’re able to make out a figure just on the other side of the trees. Assuming it’s just another person, you ignore it until you note its lack of movement. The person is just standing there. Watching you.

A creepy feeling crawls up your spine, and you sit there frozen, unsure of what to do. Maybe they’ve actually stopped to look at their phone or take pictures? You try to tell yourself it’s something innocent like that, but you can feel the eyes on you. You suddenly feel like prey, and you debate if running would help or hinder you.

The leaves crunch behind you, and you turn your head to look at the mysterious figure as he emerges from the trees. The first thing you notice is his bright, blue hair. Your eyes trail down to his face, noticing his straight nose and the slight dimple he has on his cheek. He’s average height, slim, and also one of the most beautiful creatures you’ve ever seen.

That alone should’ve tipped you off that he is otherworldly, but what really drives it home is his stiffness. He’s so still. You can’t even tell if he’s breathing. He doesn’t fidget like a normal human would do. He’s almost statuesque as he watches you carefully.

Alarm bells start blaring in your head once you begin to connect the dots. Slowly, you stand up from your seated position, but what are you going to do? Run? He’s fey. You couldn’t outrun him even if you had a chance. He’ll find you and catch you no matter what you’ll do.

Fear strikes deep in your heart as he motionlessly stares at you. A smile then grows on his face as he watches you figure out what he is, and all it does is make him appear more innocent, though you know it’s a lie. There’s nothing innocent about these creatures. There’s nothing good in them at all. They’re evil.

When he takes a step toward you, you back away, and the laugh that falls from his mouth is completely musical. “Already running away from me? I guess you’ve heard the stories.”

The stories. Yeah, you’ve heard those damn stories. The tales of fey kidnapping humans and keeping them as pets.

Once a human is taken by a fey, they use and abuse them until there’s nothing left in that human’s mind. It’s like they’re a shell of a human being, no visible light or soul residing in them. The fey drain them, feeding on their energy, and then toss them away. When they’re not feeding on their energy, they treat them like pets, slaves. The humans do what their fey masters want them to.

Your mother had warned you about them as a child as most mothers did. The old days of telling tales about the boogeyman are long gone because a real enemy has risen. One that’s solid and real, not one that lives under your bed or in your closet.

“Of course, I’ve heard the stories.”

A small chuckle escapes him. “I guess you know what happens next then.”

What happens next is you try to escape, regardless of the fact that you know you won’t get away. There’s no way in hell you’re going down without a fight or even attempting to get away. Although, it might be one of the last things you consciously decide to do.

Unfortunately for you, he’s on the path that you need to get to. If you could fake him out or something, it might give you a small chance to get back to the main park, to the area teeming with life and other people. Though, fey are known to be brilliant creatures. Your attempt might be completely pointless.

A thought suddenly occurs to you. That runner from earlier… The one that was in such a hurry, they didn’t care if they plowed you over… What if they were running from him? What if they managed to escape?

A spark of hope lights inside of you, and you decide it’s now or never. You throw a glance in the opposite direction you plan to run and angle your body to make it appear you’re going that way. You’ve seen the move done a hundred times in basketball, so you figure it’s worth a shot.

He sighs once he realizes that you’re going to attempt to make a run for it, and it’d be comical if you weren’t in the middle of a life-or-death situation right now.

You make a move to run, and he turns in the direction you’re faking, so you quickly spin on your feet and dart the other way back towards the park. You give it everything you’ve got and run like the devil himself is chasing you, and mentally curse yourself out once you realize how far down the trail you went.

God damn you and your need to be “alone with nature”.

You put your head down and push yourself with everything you have in you until you run into a solid surface. The impact has you bouncing backward and landing flat on your back amongst the leaves. You groan in pain, feeling like your head is split open, and try to look up through squinting eyes. In front of you stands the fey.

Tears spring into your eyes. You knew it was a futile attempt, but knowing that your life is over, that you’re about to become a mindless zombie, is a fate worse than death. You wish the fey would just kill you instead.

“I appreciate your attempt. Though, you had to know that wasn’t going to work, right?”

“Fuck you,” you grit it out through tears, causing him to laugh.

“I admire your spunk. It’s a shame ill only be able to enjoy it for a short time.”

You pull yourself into a sitting position as he approaches and try to push yourself up to your feet. Before you can think about running again, his hand latches onto your arm, and he yanks you toward him. When his other hand comes up and grabs the back of your neck, you’re forced to look into his eyes. He leans down towards your face, and you put your hands on his hard chest to keep him away.

“What are you doing?”

“How do you think we feed?” He moves your arms and brings his lips to yours, kissing you and sealing your fate.

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mashedpotittiess · 3 years

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Arrangements Chp, 2

Title: Arrangements. Chapter Title: A tumble in his bed.

Pairing: Lim Sejun x Reader. Mentions of Choi Byungchan and non romantic mentions of Do Hanse, Heo Chan, Kang Seungsik, Han Seungwoo and Jun Subin as well as OC’s.

All photo, music and other rightful credits belong to their rightful owners.

Summary: He was the aggravating fuckboy roommate of your best friends but maybe that’s what caused you to agree to such an arrangement. But will the arrangement work out? Between mutual friends, his other hookups and a certain romantic interest on your part, this could all be trouble.

Words: 6,500

Rating: M, there’s smutty smut in this chapter so avert your eyeballs. Jk, well unless you want to skip the smut which by all means.

Genre for this Chapter: College! au, Angst.

I don’t have a Beta so please excuse all grammatical errors as I try to correct them as I proof read but I do miss quite a few :c

Tags/Warnings: Drinking, Mentions of sexual scenarios, mentions of possible drug use (a roofie), Mentions of someone possibly wanting to take advantage of someone (While Nothing happens I need to put this as a warning as it can trigger some past experiences readers have had). Fighting, Bruising and blood, fingering (f receiving), slight cum eating, unprotected sex (wrap it up), light choking, pussy slapping O: , some dirty talk, creampie.

Fic Inspired playlist:

Taglist: @a-mess-of-fandoms @dnyad @rose-sereniteeth @for-his-dream-xciii

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Hands clutching your cool glass of water as you brought the water beaded rim to your lips, it was suddenly snatched from your hands by an upset looking Sejun. Holding the glass in his hands, Sejun turned towards the Wide Receiver that donned a shock expression on his handsome face and Hanse came from behind Sejun side to wrap a protective arm around your shoulders.

“You look like you could use some water, take a drink” the stern words leaving Sejuns mouth caused you to furrow your eyebrows. “Um excuse me? that’s my gla- mmhf” Your voice was cut of by the fingers and palm of one of Hanses hands as he softly ‘shh’d’ you.

“Bro, i’m not sure what you’re getting at but you all just interrupted my time with this pretty lady” Liam countered, reaching out to run his fingers down your arm that had been leaning on the counter. The movement caused Hanse to pull you further away from the man and you audibly ‘humphed’ annoyed by your best friend seemingly cock-blocking you.

“The fuck man! get your own girl to talk talk to!” Liams hand was clutched in Sejun’s empty silver ring clad hand as he reached out towards you again. “Don’t touch her! I know what you did” Hanse raised his voice as he clutched you protectively and your eyebrow rose in shock at the long haired man raising his voice in such an upset manner.

Roughly pulling his hand out of Sejun’s grip Liam scoffed. “What did I do exactly?” with a smirk on his lips the footballer continued “From what I saw, your friend here was enjoying my company so scurry along”. Gesturing towards the archway of the kitchen Liam once again reached towards you and to your surprise, Sejun stepped in front of you placing his empty palm of the chest of man in front of him and shoved him backwards a step or two.

The movement caused the Wide Receiver to lunge at Sejun and the glass that had been clutched in Sejuns other hand was placed on the counter as he braced the impact of the slightly taller man. Dodging a left jab, Sejun countered with another harsh shove that caused the man to stumble backwards as his back hit the counter topped with chips near the archway of the kitchen. Pulling himself up, Liam was caught off guard by Sejun landing a solid knee to his chest.

The fight was garnering the attention of nearby partygoers and like school children, shouts of ‘fight fight fight’ and ‘fuck him up’ were heard through the small crowd of people getting closer.

Launching his body at Sejun, Liam landed a left jab to Sejuns eyebrow and caused the skin to rip open at the arch. You had been trying to pull your body from Hanses as the fight got worse than just a shoving match but Hanse had a solid grip of both of his arms around your body and your side pinned against the counter.

With a harsh sounding jab-cross from Sejuns left and right fists, Liam was sent backwards again. Before either man could land another blow, the crowd that had now doubled in size parted slightly as Heo Chan and who you knew as Seungwoo followed by Byungchan burst through the archway. The first two men wrapped their arms around either one of Liams and Byungchan stepped in front of the Grey haired man.

What looked like the rest of the frat starts doing damage control as they tried their best to ‘herd’ the tipsy partygoers away from the scene with ‘BODY SHOTS!’ on the Sorority next doors members.

“The fuck is going on?!” Seungwoo raised his voice and Liam shrugged, a ‘this guy fucking started it man’ leaving his lips and he try to launch himself yet again at the bored looking Sejun. Hanse had stepped a foot away from the counter he had you practically pinned against and you used the opportunity to push against his body with your left elbow knowing he’d release you. You had won every wrestling match the two of you had over the last mini bag of hot cheetos and you knew the only reason he had such a good hold on you while the fight was happening was because your body had been anchored against the hard counter.

As your body pulled away from Hanses grip, Sejun spoke up with a serious tone in his voice. “He tried to Roofie her, Hanse saw it.” Liams eyes went wide and he stopped his movements in trying to launch at the man in front of him. “I..No he’s fucking crazy, We were just talking and he came in swinging!” Liam shouted and Chan looked towards Seungwoo as Sejun addressed his earlier question.

“Sejuns right, he dropped a white pill in y/ns water when she was getting something from the fridge. I seriously doubt she knew what he was doing.” Liams head shook as he denied the accusation from Hanse. “He probably has more in his pockets” Sejun suggested and gestured with a jut of his chin towards Chan who’s arm was still wrapped around the man he had been fighting.

Pulling Liams plaid shirt away from his white t shirt underneath, Chan reached in as Seungwoo held Liam still and pulled a small transparent bag from the man in questions inside breast pocket. As Sejun suggested, inside the bag was two small white circular pills.

Looking down at the glass to your right that you had almost drank, you felt your stomach drop at what could have happened had your best friend and Sejun not stopped it.

“Whatever man! She wanted it! I was just helping her get comfortable! Come on, you know how girls ar-“ Before he could continue your two best friends and Sejun launched themselves at him and the two men that had been holding him pulled away disgusted by his words.

No punches could be landed as you rushed forwards and shouted “STOP” as the three men in front of you turned around seemingly confused as to why you would stop them from giving Liam what he deserved.

“y/n he wa-“ Cutting Hanse off you stepped in front of Liam and pulled your first back before landing in on his jaw. The pain radiating in your hand let you know he’d need stitches or more. Launching your body on his you landed another punch this time to his cheek. “You fucking disgusting excuse for a human!” You shouted as you landed yet another hit his face before your body was being lifted off of his.

To say Liam was in shock when you hit him was an understatement, when you launched your body onto his trapping his hands under his own weight he had still been in shock but seeing your body pulled off of his and feeling the pain radiating from his face he pulled his right hand back and in a split second landed it heavily on your cheek in something closer to an open handed punch than a slap.

Liams body was hastily pulled away from his crouching position as Seungwoo held him up by his collar against the wall. “Piece of shit, get your ass out of this house. VTN house members have never and WILL never drug anyone or harm a woman in any way. As much as I’d love to have her further kick your disgusting ass or hell I’d love to give you what you deserve, I don’t think any of us need a case. I will be letting couch James know about what happened as well as the schools President. I can guarantee your expulsion, now you have five fucking minutes to leave out that door before I rethink the possibility of catching a case.”

Releasing Liam from his hold, you all watched as Liam hobbled his way out of the kitchen and through the still there partygoers towards the front door clutching his face with a string of curses leaving his swollen and bloodied lips.

“y/n right? I’m so beyond sorry this happened. His actions were inexcusable and as the leader of this frat I assure you I will make sure justice is served and after the proper authorities are aware he will never set foot on campus grounds” With an upset tick in his jaw, Seungwoo looked you straight in the eyes with his chocolate brown ones and you knew he wouldn’t go back on what he said, you could feel his anger radiating off of his body in waves.

Nodding your head you accepted his apology that you insisted he didn’t need to make as it was not his fault. The arms that were still holding your body after pulling you off of Liam earlier loosened and you turned your body to face them. Byungchan and Sejun had both been holding you and before you could thank Sejun for what he had done, you were being pulled into a tight hold by Hanse and Byungchan, the latter apologizing for showing up to the scene late and both apologizing for not being there to prevent it from happening.

“I’m fine, I’m honestly just glad he tried to do this to me and not someone else who was here along without amazing friends to stop him. That piece of shit deserves to rot, I can’t help but think about how he probably has done this before and a woman out there went through that” With a shake of your head you felt Hanse burrow his head further into your shoulder.

“Lets get you home and cleaned up, there’s no way were letting you stay anywhere but at out apartment” Hanse said as your best friends pulled back and you swore you saw him rub at a tear in his eyes. Byungchan nodded in agreement at you staying over and you shook your head “I’ll stay but Byunnie I need you to continue to spend time with Emi tonight, I don’t want you leaving her to go take care of me. You deserve to be happy” Your heart clenched a little as he shook his head no but as you steeled your gaze and hit his shoulder telling him to get his girl he finally nodded knowing you wouldn’t stay at the apartment if he didn’t comply with your wishes.

Emi had been standing in the crowd watching as everything happened, worry over the situation causing her face to frown. Seeing Byungchan pull you in for a hug she walked forward towards your bodies wanting to express her concern for you as well but she didn’t know how to word it. “y/n i..if you want to talk i’m here. I know we don’t really know each other but I saw what happened and I’m so sorry..” With her head downturned towards her pale yellow sneaker you placed your hand on her shoulder causing her to look up at you as you felt the genuine concern in her voice. “Hey, it’s okay. Nothing really happened and you don’t need to be sorry. I appreciate your offer but i think tonight i’m just going to go back and stay with Hanse. The night is still young! So enjoy time with Byungchan here okay?” you smiled and she nodded pulling you in for a slight hug which surprised you.

Pulling back, her and Byungchan walked you and Hanse to the front door. As you pulled the door open your body was encircled by a pair of arms you immediately recognized as Haleys. “What happened?! I was in the bathroom talking my roommate on how to work our new coffee pot and when I came back down I heard everyone talking about how Liam and Sejun were fighting and how you were in the middle and that Hanse had you in a chokehold!!” Laughing overtook your body at the second part and the seriousness in her voice, causing Haley to look at you like you were insane.

“Omg your cheek is swollen, y/n you have blood on the side of your lip! what the fuck?!” Pulling her arms away from you you shook your head. “I’ll tell you tomorrow okay? I just want to get out of here.”

“I’ll come with, I don’t want you alone” Leaning in to hug your friend you shook your head. “I won’t be alone, Hanse will be with me and no he didn’t have me in a chokehold. Please just stay and have fun okay? Chan is here and Byunnie is staying too. I’ll call you tomorrow” With a dejected look on her bronzed face, Haley nodded knowing how stubborn you were. With an I love you leaving her lips you bid your gorgeous friend goodbye and followed Hanse to his car.

Stepping out of the bathroom in one of Hanses plain white cotton crewneck t shirts and a too big pair of navy blue basketball shorts that you tied and folded over to fit properly, you headed to the couch that Hanse was already occupying in his pajamas.

Sitting next to him you let his left arm wrap around your shoulder and he browsed the Netflix comedy movies with the remote in his right hand. “Thank you” was all you uttered as he landed on 50 first dates knowing it would make you both smile. “I love you, don’t thank me. I’m just sorry I wasn’t with you earlier then this would have all never happened” Biting at his lip ring you knew your best friend was upset with himself and you shook your head adamantly. “Hanse, stop. You stopped Liam and were there for me when I couldn’t see what was happening. Thats all that matters” Pulling the blanket over your legs you saw him softly nod as his inky black hair bobbed slightly.

“Sese, you need to wake up and get in bed” your hands had been planted on Hanses shoulder, lightly shaking him. The movie had finished and he was snoring loudly with his neck bent slightly backwards propping him at what looked like an uncomfortable angle against the back of the couch.

“He had…co…cocococonut boobs on” Hanse mumbled about the movie in his sleep ridden state as you changed tactics, shaking him harder and flicking an ice cube at his forehead. With a jolt from the cold cube being flung against his warm forehead he sat up and opened his eyes to you standing in front of him with a glass of water in your left hand and your right settled on his shoulder.

“Why’s you do that? Sooooo cold” Pulling the blanket up to his shoulder he shivered exaggeratedly which earned a smile from you and a roll of your eyes. “I did what I had to do to wake you up so you could get to bed. Your ass was snoring hella loud and I think I see drool.”

Wiping at his mouth your best friend stood up, stretches his limbs as he wrapped the blanket around his shoulder and let out a loud yawn. Hugging you goodnight he headed to his bedroom and left you alone in the dim living room.

Scrolling though netflix you settled back against the couch cushions and clicked on the first episode of gossip girl to occupy your mind while you scrolled through instagram. Pictures of Byungchan with Emi loaded on his page and you softly sighed. You truly wanted him to be happy but it still stung and you knew it would for a little while longer.

Your thumb was scrolling upward as you mindlessly checked out posts from random people you followed when the sound of the front door being opened was heard. You knew it couldn’t have been Byungchan as he had just posted a picture of him and Emi on a couch that you assumed was Emi’s, their bodies entangled in an innocent looking cuddle. Preparing yourself for Sejun and one of his conquests to pass your form on the couch and moan the night away, you sighed deeply.

The sound of the fridge being opened was heard followed by the clinking of a glass against the countertop. Furrowing your brows you waited for the voice of a woman or possible giggle but the only sound you could hear was that of water filling a glass.

Your curiosity was piqued (by that you meant ‘your ass was nosy’) Standing up you grabbed your empty glass (so it looked like you had a reason for going to the kitchen) and walked your way to the kitchen.

Standing against the counter next to the fridge with a glass in his left hand and the pitcher of purified water in his right hand stood Sejun, his gaze snapping up towards your form as you entered.

You hadn’t gotten to thank him for doing what he did earlier and as you took in his slightly bruising cheek, his bottom lip that had been swollen and his split eyebrow that had already started healing your eyes went wide. You had seen the fight but hadn’t gotten a really good look at the grey haired mans face and the damage that Liam had done.

“I..thank you, I’m sorry” you mumbled softly as you stepped closer to the sink and placed your glass inside of the metal basin. “Why are you apologizing? You weren’t the one who hit me.” Your jaw clenched and you turned your body to face him. “You were hit because of ME! so let me apologize. If you hadn’t gotten involved you wouldn’t have gotten hurt.”

Shaking his head he lightly laughed and sent you a dazzling dimpled smile. “I’m fine, I got into the fight on my own and I would do it again. I don’t like men who think it’s okay to violently lay a hand on women, even more so when that woman is one of my friends.” Your eyebrows shot up at his last statement. You hated half of his ‘sexcapades’ but him as a person hadn’t really don’t anything to make you fully hate him now that you thought about it. Sure he got on your nerves and had no tact, making you want to sometimes while that smirk he always donned off of his face. But you didn’t fully hate him. Friend was a bit of a stretch for you but frenemy you could maybe get behind.

“I don’t know if I would consider us friends. Maybe frenemies? or acquaintances?” You smirked and his upper lip curled up, his mouth soon resembling yours. “Fine frenemy world, makes me sound cooler anyways. Also, stop looking at me like I got the beatdown of my life, I literally didn’t even get hit that hard and Liam is worse off. I’ve been hit a-lot harder and my eyebrow is already healing. So stop worrying you pretty little head.” Huffing out a breath of air you turned to grab a wash cloth as he gestured to his eyebrow when he talked about it and as he finished what he was saying you dampened the cloth with cold water and maybe your way to stand in front of his still leaning form.

You had to admit from this close up he was significantly taller than you were. Clutching the cloth in your right hand you brought it up to his eyebrow and lightly patted in soft motions not wanting to rub and disrupt the scabbing wound.

Sejun watched your face as you worked on his eyebrow. “y/n you don’t have t-“ Your free hand came up to seal his mouth shut with your palm and you instantly regretted the action but didn’t want to pull away and show him how flustered you were by the press of his plump lips against the palm of your hand and his woodsy scent mixed with smelt like cashmere that invaded your senses as you inhaled.

Dabbing the still damp cloth against his eyebrow you kept your eyes on the hairs of his brow not wanting to look him in the eye. When the crusty rust colored blood had been fully cleaned from the closing wound you flipped the cloth around to a clean side and pressed it softly against the soft bruising of pink and red on his cheek to hopefully help the swelling subside so it hopefully wouldn’t turn into a nastier shade of deep purple and green in the morning.

“I’m surprised a woman isn’t clinging to your body right now” You joked trying to lighten the mood. “A woman is with me right now, I wouldn’t say she’s clinging but I do have one in front of me.” you felt his lips mumble against your palm and you quickly retracted your hand that you had forgotten was still there. Gulping hard you focused your attention to his cheek.

“I mean a hot chick” You tried to once against joke. A larger hand wrapped itself delicately around your wrist that held the damp towel and your gaze snapped up to meet Sejun’s grey eyes. “You are a ‘hot’ chick.”

“I..I meant like a hookup. I’m sure you had your pick of women at the party tonight..So I just surprised one isn’t with you right now…haha..maybe you already had your fill at the party, hopefully not in the bathroom cause that’s just unsanitary an-“ Sejuns free hand clamped itself over your mouth preventing your ramble of going on any longer.

“While I have hooked up in a bathroom at a party in the VTN house,” Cocking his eyebrow at your face "don’t judge me it’s the cleanest frat bathroom I’ve ever seen. I didn’t hook up at the party, I actually went upstairs with Seungwoo and played a few rounds of Fifa on his ps4. We both weren’t really in the partying mood anymore and he wanted to get started on typing out his message on Liam’s behavior and what went down tonight. Woo also wanted to make sure I didn’t ‘do anything stupid’ as he put it. Like go after Liam, as tempting as that was.”

You really don’t know what compelled you to do do what you did next. You couldn’t blame it on the alcohol you had consumed earlier as you were stone cold sober now. But something about the way his face contorted as he talked about Liam mixed with his gaze roving your slightly parted lips when he moved his palm away just made you feel a familiar tingling in your belly.

Surging forward, Sejun had just barely finished his sentence when you captured his lips in your own. A few seconds passed before you realized your face was inches from Sejuns and your lips were pressed against his. Pulling back rapidly, your eyes widened into saucers and you prepared your escape to Hanses room to hide from the man in front of you and to pretend you hadn’t just done what you did.

Before you could turn and side step away, Sejun gripped the side of your face in one of his large palms and pulled your face towards him. Looking from your eyes down to your lips you felt the heat in his gaze as he planted his mouth down onto yours.

You really didn’t know why but you found yourself reciprocating the kiss. Moving your lips against his, your arms wrapped around the back of his neck as the damp cloth fell to the ground in a soft thud and you parted your lips for him as he flicked his tongue against the seam of your lips. Sejun’s free hand went to the small of your back and pressed your bodies together as he slipped his tongue into the entrance to your mouth.

Tongues fighting for dominance, you felt the kiss start to shift into a searing want that had you gripping his hair for purchase earning a low groan tumbling from his lips. Sinking his teeth into your bottom lip, his hand that had been on your cheek moved down to clutch the side of your neck.

Trailing a hand down from his neck, your nails lightly scratched against the top of his wide back under his leather jacket and shirt he had on. Fingers pressed into your lower back as his lips moved down to trail over your jaw making you tilt your head back to give him better access to your neck that he was starting to ghost his plump lips against.

You could feel the coldness of his rings against the side of your neck as his hand remained there while he kissed over the juncture between your neck and shoulder. You couldn’t help the soft whine that escaped your lips as his lips attached themselves over your skin, sucking in harshly causing a tingle to make its way up our spine.

Sejun let out a low groan at the whine that made its way out of your lips. Sliding both of his hands over your hips, he flipped you both around and pressed your body against the counter.

Lips attaching themselves back onto your neck, he continued to suck on different spots careful not to leave any marks. Your hand made its way down and pulled at the hem of his shirt. Slipping your fingers under the jersey material, you grazed the tips of your fingernails against his lower abs causing Sejun to pull away from the juncture of your neck.

You took in his heated gaze and kiss-swollen lips and you had to admit this man was fucking sexy. Pulling your hand from under his shirt he held it in his grip. “Y/n if you want to keep going i’m more than willing to continue, but if you want to stop let me know now before we go any further. You wen’t through something traumatic earlier and I need to make sure you not only know what you’re doing but you want to do this.” At the mention of the word trauma, his finger brushed over the slight bruising on your cheek.

You knew you should’ve stopped but you needed him and his asking of permission just solidified the fact that you weren’t making a bad decision when you leaned forward and pressed your lips against his in response.

With a kiss that was increasing in fervor, Sejuns hand that wasn’t clamped over the side of your neck gripped one of your wrists and led both of your bodies towards where you knew to be his room. Lips never leaving yours even when you both tumbled through his now open door.

Hooking a foot behind him, Sejun lightly kicked his door closed careful not to make it slam. Large hands made their way under the backs of your thighs as you were hauled up and lightly tossed onto a soft bed while the larger man stood in front of the bed pulling his jacket off of his wide shoulders.

You tried your best to suppress the sound that threatened to leave your throat with a bite to you bottom lip as his fingers slipped under his t-shirt and pulled it off of his sculpted frame. Deft fingers slipped under his belt loop as he successfully loosened the prongs.

Sejuns eyes never left yours as he undressed himself. Your eyes were filled with lust and your red swollen lips that your teeth hand pressed against caused his growing bulge to twitch slightly. You looked like sex and he hadn’t even gotten started, it excited him for how you must look with that post sex haze.

Climbing his body on top of yours, a plump set of lips attached themselves to your neck once again and you arched your back as his fingers slipped under the material of Hanses loose shirt.

Fingers making their way up your abdomen towards your chest and splaying themselves between your breasts felt hot against your skin. Sitting up slightly, Sejun pulled his lips from your skin. A look asking for permission graced his features as his fingers made their way back to the bottom hem of the shirt and pulled up a tad. A nod of your head was all he needed before he pulled the cotton fabric over your head and tossed it somewhere in the dark room that was only illuminated by the city lights through his semi sheer curtains.

The cold air that greeted your skin felt like ice as his fingers plucked against the hook of your bra causing the straps to sag over your shoulders as the cups no longer sat like a second skin against your breasts.

You hadn’t even gotten to feel embarrassed before his lips attached themselves to your right nipple that had hardened from a mixture of cold air and arousal. Fingers reached towards his head as you then tugged the strands between them.

A low growl grumbled from his throat as his teeth grazed over the hardened bud and you felt your body twitch at the contact. Fingers pinched at your bud that hadn’t been between Sejuns lips and you whined at the sensation.

You could feel his hardened member against your thigh as he switched nipples, a suction like sound leaving his lips as he sucked in a harsh motion. His unoccupied hand trailed its way down to the bottoms you had on and he played with the waistband by softly snapping it against your skin causing you to pull harshly on his locks. “Tease”. Chuckling at your name calling, Sejun smirked against your chest as he popped your nipple out of his mouth and flicked his tongue over the reddening nub.

Sejuns fingers moved under the waistband and over the fabric of your wet panties and you arched into the press of his fingertips. “Someones wet”, rolling your eyes as his comment you huffed out a breath of air and before you could mumble a response, he pressed the pads of his fingers hard against your hardened nub and lightly shook them in a left to right motion.

Pulling his fingers from your bottoms, he raised your knees upwards and tugged the material of your shorts and panties down your legs. Snapping your thighs shut you shivered as the air blown from his fan landed on your wet core.

Your legs were immediately pulled apart by your ankles “I need them open babygirl”. Sejun said with a tsk and the arousal pooling in your lower belly was almost embarrassing by the simple words.

A finger trailed around your weeping hole gathering the wetness on the pad as you gasped as Sejun brought it up to his mouth. His lips puckering around the finger as his eyes closed and a low moan could be heard. Holy fuck that’s hot, you were now full on ogling him as he popped the appendage out of his mouth and trailed his tongue along the seam of his lips. Opening his eyes, his lips quirked into a smirk as he took in your expression.

The finger that had been sucked clean was brought back to your nether region. With a squelch, the long index finger slid into your entrance and you hummed at the needed intrusion. A few pumps were made before a second finger was added, your walls tightening around the appendages.

“Need to get you nice and ready” Sejun murmured as he watched his fingers go in and out of your wet hole. Your eyes snapped shut as he curled the tips of his finger upwards in a come hither motion. The pads of his fingers rubbed against the spongey flesh of your g-spot and you gripped at the pillow that had been under your head.

Moving his fingers in semi circle motions to stretch you out further, Sejun pressed his thumb lightly against your clit as you got used to the stretching intrusion.

Your eyes snapped open as you felt a glob of wetness land on your pussy and the sight of Sejun with his lips puckered as he sat up watching his fingers work themselves in and out of your heat caused you to clench hard. Your mind was fighting with wether it was nasty or unbelievable hot how his split trailed once again from between his lips and landed on your pussy. The look in his eyes as he watched it slither down your clit over his fingers and mixing with your arousal at the crack between your ass and the bed made up your mind that it was one of the hottest thing you’ve experienced.

You could feel the slight widening of your hole as his fingers splayed open slightly inside of you before another finger was added. It was an extremely tight fit but the slight sting hurt oh so good as he slowly pushed into your entrance with all three fingers. “Tell me if it hurts okay?” His voice was oddly soft as he asked but it comforted you.

You widened your legs as he pumped his fingers at a nice and slow pace making sure you keep you comfortable but still stretching you out. The soft thrumming of his thumb over your clit added to the pleasure you were feeling.

Sejuns fingers formed a cone shape inside of you as he pumped in at a faster pace after he felt your walls starting to relax. Sejuns other hand splayed over your left thigh as he kept your legs open.

The finger on your clit started to move in tight circles and your back arched as you clamped a hand over your mouth to keep you from moaning. Your hand was pulled away almost immediately and your eyes met the darkening ones of the man pleasuring you. “Ah ah, no trying to conceal your sounds. Let me hear how you feel or I’ll stop. Got it?” You really wanted to roll your eyes and mumble a sarcastic remark but stern look in his eyes as he cocked a brow and curled his finger upwards caused you to nod furiously “Yes, yes jeez! Just fuck! Don’t stop.”

Your eyes rolled back as he spat on your pussy again and used his thumb to spread the wetness over your clit. A drawn out moan left your lips as he thrusted his fingers in and out of your tight hole at a faster pace and matched his circling thumb to the rhythm.

It was becoming all too much and as you trailed your eyes down his frame to his hips now bucking against your thigh, his hardened bulge rubbing against your flesh, your body tightened and spasmed every time his fingers curved against your g-spot. “Ahh,I.. I…m going to..c..c….cum..please don’t..stop”.

“I didn’t quite catch that” Sejun slowed his pace and smirked devilishly. “Fun..fuck you! I said I’m..gonna cum!” The same stern look returned to his face as he stopped completely and slipped his fingers from your spasming core causing you to thrash your head side to side as you pleaded with him. “I’m..sorry..please don’t stop…I need to cum..please…please…fuck please.” With a smack to your pussy a grunt left his lips as he thrust his fingers back into your entrance, your back arching at the sudden intrusion.

“That’s better princess.” Sejuns fingers worked themselves in and out of you at a fast pace and he began circling hi thumb over your clit once again causing your body to convulse at the stimulation. “Fuck…shit…shit! I need.. cum…need to cum!” You moaned out as your eyebrows furrowed and shallow breathes of air puffed from your lips. “You want to cum babygirl?”

A series of ‘Yes’ left your lips and Sejun curled his fingers upwards against the spongey flesh. With a harsh press of his thumb against your clit you felt your eyes roll back as your eyelids closed over your eyes and your thighs began to shake.

A hard grip on your chin forced your eyes open and Sejun was suddenly inches from your face as he squished your cheeks between his fingers as he pumped his fingers in and out of you at an intense pace. “Open your eyes and look at me when you cum! I better not have to tell you again!” Hot breath fanned against your face as you nodded as much as you could in his hold.

A series of ‘Fucks’ could be heard in the room as your walls tightened around his fingers and the familiar snapping sensation filled your lower abdomen as your orgasm approached. The fluttered of your walls squished his fingers but Sejun wouldn’t have it any other way. The lust ridden gaze Sejun had in his eyes as you came apart with his fingers inside of you was all that you could see. A buzzing filled your ears and you felt warmth spread throughout your body as you came.

Your knees knocked together as they shook and the feeling of overstimulation against your clit became too much as you begged him to stop. It wasn’t until tears pricked at your eyes that he pulled his hand from your core and popped each finger inside of his mouth, making sure to lick them clean.

With a cock of his head, Sejun sat up. “You taste like ripe strawberries, pineapple and something heady with a hint of salt.” A look of shock riddled your features and you couldn’t help the laugh that threatened to fall from your lips. “Are you a pussy juice connoisseur or what?” You fully expected Sejun to scold you or laugh with you but his face was completely serious. “You could say that.”

“I’m saying you taste good.” A shake of your head as you giggled caused him to slightly pout. “I know what you’re saying. Just an odd way of putting it”

The feeling of Sejuns bulge against your thigh caused you to stop your laughing. Even with his pants on, he felt thick and heavy against your flesh and despite the intense orgasm you had just had you needed more, you wanted to feel him inside of you.

Sitting upwards on your knees, you placed your palms flat against his bare chest and maneuvered you both until he was sitting against the soft pillows near the headboard and you were straddling him. With a harsh press of your hands he was sent into a laying position, hovering your body over his face a sinful smirk graced your lips. “You called me a princess earlier.” A cock of your eyebrow was made as you nuzzled your lips against the shell of his ear. “I’m anything BUT a princess.” Sejun could’t respond as your hand had made it’s way down his body while you spoke and when the last words left your lips you harshly palmed his length.

A grin spread over his plump lips and your wrist was suddenly gripped into a strong hold. With a determined gaze you slid your other hand down his body and popped the button of his incredibly tight pants. Surging forward you attached your lips to his neck and nibbled against the soft flesh. The smell of cologne and musk invading your senses as you lapped at his sweat slick skin.

Sliding your hand under the waistband of his briefs, your eyes bulged slightly at his size that laid heavily against your palm. Drool pooled inside of your mouth as you gulped and a deep chuckle resounded in your ears. “I told you I needed to stretch you out. Now. you’ve had your fun being on top but its time I fuck you the way you need to be fucked.” A hand weaved through your hair and pulled your face to his as your bottom lip was tugged between teeth. A wet pop was heard as the flesh smacked against your teeth and arms encircled you before turning you both around so that Sejun was seated on top of you once again.

The jingling of zippers and fabric against skin was heard as Sejun tossed his pants somewhere on the clothing littered floor. “I was only on top for like 5 minu- ungghf” Sejuns hard cock bumped against your clit and you swore you drooled as the thick head slid along your core. The drag of his hard cock felt intoxicating but you needed more, you needed to be filled.

“Fuck me already!” you growled out and Sejun tsk’d. “Demanding won’t get you anywhere sweetheart.” A slight push of his thick cock head was made against your weeping hole and you reached out to tug harshly on his thick locks. “Sejun! I’m not fuckin around! Now fuck man, just ugh just fuck me.” A harsh slap was delivered to your pussy and you swore at the contact.

“Ask nicely y/n, or my cock won’t fill you up.” It was a low warning but you ceased your brattiness if it meant getting to finally be filled. “Fine! Please, I need to be fucked. Please just film up alrea-“ You were cut off by the sliding of his cock head into your entrance, Fuck, he was just a few inches in but it was already a stretch.

Fingers brushed against the soft skin of your abdomen as he slid inside slowly before ceasing any movement. “Is this okay?” It was a simple question but the juxtaposition from his stern nature a few minutes prior had momentarily shocked you. Clearing your throat “Yeah, I can take it” You weren’t lying, sure it was a stretch and you could feel the sting but it wasn’t anything uncomfortable.

Placing his hands on either side of your shoulders, Sejun leaned forward slowly sliding all the way in until his blunt head felt like it bumped your cervix and your fingers curled into the sheets at the incredibly tight fit. “Fuck y/n, so fuckin tight.” Sejuns head was thrown back and his long neck was on full display above you.

Arching upwards, your lips attached themselves onto the juncture of his neck and he growled out at the feeling as your lips worked over his flesh. Fingers curling into his silky hair and over his shoulder you couldn’t say you’ve ever felt so full in your life.

A sharp snap of his hips was felt before he leaned backwards on his haunches and snapped forwards once again. The way your hole sucked his cock in was an intoxicating sight and Sejun groaned at the squelching noises your wet pussy made.

A nice rhythm was started as his thrusts were deliberately timed and every snap of his hips meant a flood of sensations for you. He filled you up and every slide of his cock was felt against your ridges as he snugly bottomed out inside of you. “Harder” The pace was great but you knew he could do much more and you wanted to feel everything he could give you.

An eyebrow quirked at your demand and Sejun smirked “Harder? Princess” The last word was punctuated bu a particularly hard thrust and you tugged harshly against his scalp. “Don’t. Call me. Princess” With each word you tugged at the strands and he growled at the sensation, taking your wrist between his fingers before slamming both of your wrists against the bed on either side of your head.

“Y/n you’re being bad.” The words tumbled from his lips in a low growl and your eyelids fluttered closed at the way it made you feel. With your wrists in his grip, he snapped his hips harshly as his cock filled you up nice and deep.

A harsher pace was set and each drag of his cock set your insides alight with new sensation, the way he leaned over you caused his pubic bone to drag over your clit with each thrust. Wrapping your legs around his lower back, your hips met Sejuns for every harsh thrust and pull.

Whatever stinging you had previously felt was replaced with nothing but pleasure as he went faster with every pump of his member. “More” Your legs were suddenly pulled up by your knees until your ankles were hovering in the air by your head. You felt like a pretzel and the stretch on your body hurt but the way Sejun managed to somehow get deeper inside of your tight cunt made it worth it. You were practically bent in half as his large palms pressed down on the flesh in the middle of the backs of your knees and ass.

“That all you got Sej..Sejunniee” Your harsh breaths made you stutter but you managed to still pull your face into a mocking look as the saccharine tone seeped from your lips. A sudden harsh smack against the underside of your ass cheek sounded through the room and the stinging flesh caused your neck to arch back into the pillows. “Be careful what you wish for Y/n.”

Another smack was delivered, this time to your ass cheek before Sejun bottomed out inside of you. Knees dipping into the bed, Sejun leaned forward with his palms on he backs of your legs as he set a brutal series of thrusts. The sensation of thick cock dragging against your walls until just the tip was inside before slamming back into your core was drool worthy.

Low groans left his lips and you dug your nails into his shoulder as you whined, begging for more. More of what? you didn’t quite know but more seemed to be the only word you could utter as his flesh dragged against yours.

Snapping your eyes open, the sound of the front door closing rather harshly was heard and you knew it had to have been a clumsy Byungchan. Fear set into your features and Sejun placed a finger over your lips. “It’s okay, Byungchan won’t come in, he most likely thinks I’m with a girl anyways. Relax Y/n.” The words were said in a soft whisper against your ear and while you knew they were the truth you still feared being caught. But something in the way Sejun’s cock bumped against your g-spot as he thrust and the way you were still feeling that stinging heartache of your one sided crush being happy with his crush made you nod.

“You can use me right now to help get over how you feel about Chan and Emi if you want.” The statement surprised you but you trailed your nails down his back as he delivered a hard thrust. “Fuck me” It wasn’t a harsh demand, more of a plea whispered into his ear. Pulling back from your ear, Sejun nodded in understanding.

A sharp move of his hips delivered a song thrust that you swore you could feel against your cervix and you cried out. “Louder princess.” Sejun smirked knowing the pet name would get to you but in an almost sick way you relished in the thought of Byungchan possibly hearing you. There’s no way he would know it’s you as you most likely sounded mumbled and different between the layers of walls separating Sejuns room from his own but it’s like part of you wanted to be like “this is what you’re missing” even though he hadn’t even been aware of your affections.

A loud whine left your lips as Sejun fucked himself into you and you scratched your nails down his back. You had earlier seen the faded pink marks on his back and while you both were careful not to leave marks with mouths in an unspoken rule you figured your nails on his back would be fine as he already had some from his plethora on conquests.

“Fuck how are you still so tight!” Sejun moaned out and a gush of arousal was felt between your legs at his normally softer voice being so deep and assertive. “Maybe you aren’t going hard enough” You barked in respond and the smirk that had made its way onto your lips was replaced with a small ‘o’ as Sejun snapped a hand up your body to clamp around the curvature of your neck. His grip wasn’t hard enough to fully choke you but the feeling of less air flow caused a tingling to be set throughout your body.

Fast thrusts caused the room to sound in skin slapping and wet squelches. The headboard banging against the wall as he drove his hips against yours cause your body you rattle. “Fuck Sejun!”

“Yeah? Is that hard enough for you? Or do you want more. Know what, i’m not giving you a choice, you’re getting more.” Large palms pulled your ass tightly against him and his balls slapped against your skin. The hand that was around your neck tightened its hold every few seconds before releasing causing a rush of air to fill your head. The hand that had pulled your ass up now lay flat against your abdomen pushing your body down onto the bed.

Your cervix was being battered by his hard cock head and a trail of drool leaked from the side of your mouth as you were being fucked ‘stupid’ “Shit!shit! I’m..cu..cu..gonna..cum” You stuttered as you felt your walls fluttering around his hard cock.

A harsh slap was delivered to your clit as Sejun spit a thick globule onto your cunt and you lost it, the pure dirtiness from the action caused your abdomen to clench and lust clouded your vision. “FUCK! Se…sej….omg..omg I’m…fuck yes!” Your legs began to shake as Sejun pressed his thumb against the hollow of your throat and your eyes struggled to stay open from the extract you were being thrown in but you couldn’t risk closing them and him stopping his actions as he had said he would earlier.

“Cum in..inside, I’m on the pill” You mumbled out feeling his cock twitch inside of you. The thought of a condom had slipped both of your minds earlier in the night and you knew you’d kick yourself about it later, for now you needed to cum.

“Fuck y/- babygirl! Cum all over my cock!” Your name almost slipped from his lips but Sejun effectively covered it up in case either of your friends had been awake. A coil felt like it had snapped and a loud growl left Sejuns lips as you clenched hard around his cock. “Oh my!omg! FUCK I..fuck. I’m cumming.” A flood of arousal gushed from your core as your body shook and your toes curled.

“Fuck yeah! Soak my cock! Sejun fucked his cock into you before halting suddenly. A loud moan escaped his throat as ropes of cum painted your inner walls with his seed. Your orgasm continued as he filled you to the brim and you cried out as his hand left your neck in favor of filling your mouth with his thick thumb. You sucked on the appendage as your body shook in overstimulation.

With a few shallow thrusts of his cock, Sejun’s could feel the last spurts of milky white leave his member. Softly pulling himself from your warm cavern, Sejun watched as a flood of white leaked from your core and he couldn’t help the low groan leave his lips at the mess you had made. The sheets were soaked from you squirting and the pool of cum that sat along the seam of your ass and the bed was enough to cause his softening cock to twitch alive again.

Taking in your fucked out state, Sejun willed himself to calm down as he really didn’t think you could take another round right now.

Sitting up with a huff leaving your lip your eyes widened as you took in the sight between your splayed out legs. “Holy..fuck.” Sejun who was seated in front of your legs smirked “That was so fucking hot.” With a shake of your head you looked at him incredulously. You had only squirted twice prior and both were from a long masturbation session where you overstimulated yourself with your favorite vibrator after a month of no cumming as a stupid self challenge.

Sejun pulled you up to a standing position before propping you onto his desk chair. “I’m just gonna change the sheets real quick.” Your legs felt like jelly but you knew you couldn’t stay in his room. His conquests rarely stayed the night, you knew that and you didn’t trust yourself to wake up and leave his bed before your friends awoke from their own slumber so you did the only thing that made sense. You stood up on your own as he finished changing the sheets and smoothed his palm over his comforter that had been in a heap on the floor during your ‘activities’. Finding your panties on the floor with Hanses bottoms your nose scrunched at the damp materiel.

Sejun’s eyes met you form as you debated on whether to wear the shorts with or sans panties. The sound of a drawer being opened was heard and a pair of briefs and a wet wipe were being held out towards you. “Here, I don’t think soaking panties are comfortable to wear and I know you probably don’t want to wear Hanses shorts without anything under.”

“Thank you.” After cleaning yourself up you threw the fabric away in the waste bin by his desk. The fabric of the briefs was quite soft, Why are mens underwear so fucking comfortable?. With a snap of your bra you then pulled the loose cotton shirt over your form despite your now aching muscles.

“I know you’re going to go sleep on the couch so nobody gets suspicious but know I couldn’t kick you out from my room in the middle of the night. That’d make me a shitty friend and I fancy myself not only a good fuck but a gentleman of sorts” Sejun smiled that genuine smile that accentuates his deep set dimples, your head shook side to side at how unfair it was that he looked like some sort of deity after that sex session and you most likely looked a mess.

“Thanks..I appreciate that haha.” You awkwardly laughed and Sejun shook his head. “Hey don’t be embarrassed or anything. We fucked and we can either talk about it or not talk about it whatever you want.” You really did appreciate how he was trying to make things less awkward as he sat on his bed in his clean briefs but you couldn’t talk about it right now. Too many thoughts were swirling in your brain and all you wanted to do was pass out on the couch you knew all too well.

With a fake yawn escaping your lips you waved at him before making your way to his door. “I’m actually super tired so I’m just going to head to bed.” Checking to make sure the coast was clear you slipped from his room and softly reciprocated the goodnight he called out.

The kitchen light had still been on from earlier and you noticed Byungchans shoes strewn across the floor and accompanied with how loud he had been entering the shared apartment you could bet he was probably quite tipsy which you thanked God for as drunk Byungchan was less likely to miss your supposed sleeping form on the couch.

A quick trip to the restroom, a flick of the kitchen lights and you were finally settled on the couch cushions with a soft blanket curled around your body. Pushing your questioning thoughts and oddly enough lack of regret to the back of your brain, you closed your eyes and let your now aching muscles lead you into a hopefully deep sleep.

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Whether you found this smut cringe worthy or actually not THAAAT bad, I appreciate you for reading this chapter and sticking with me <3

#sejun x reader #sejun smut #lim sejun smut #victon smut #sejun scenarios #victon fic #e2l #victon x reader #Lim Sejun #sejun

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annyeongffs · 3 years

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#𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗱𝗯𝗼𝗮𝗿𝗱: "𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜" 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝖾𝗃𝗎𝗇🎵

#victon #victon moodboard #sejun moodboard #lim sejun #fic moodboard #kyla’s kreations #obviously i like putting the letter k in places where there should be a c hehe

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hereisleo · 4 years

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love in kiwis/

w/ l.sj x reader

g/ fluff, romance

w.c/ 570

a.n/ i might not be investing time in series right now but i wanted to create something. google docs did more for my grammar mistakes than grammarly did

t.w/ none

You didn’t know if this was unconditional love or not. How you wish you could reach across the table and pluck one fresh strawberry from Sejun’s bowl yet you kept on spooning the plain yoghurt and chunks of kiwi into your mouth. You disliked kiwi and you regretted saying, “They’re alright,” to his question of, “Do you like kiwi?” You didn’t want to deflate his excitement when he bounded to you last night with shining galaxies in his eyes and a bright smile.

Here came your downfall. Sejun kept on buying kiwis as the week progressed and you kept on eating them. You forgot the days you didn’t eat kiwis as a part of breakfast, snacks and dessert after dinner. At least you knew you preferred the golden variation instead of the classic green kind. None the less you still disliked them. Something about its texture threw you off but the balance of sweetness and tartness accompanying it you enjoyed. Much like love you supposed.

The thoughts of telling Sejun you didn’t enjoy the fruit disappeared the more you ate them. It grew on you. And Sejun... Sejun watched you as if he was a hawk. Two weeks in of kiwis being incorporated into your diet. Just like yesterday and the day before that, you were cutting a kiwi in half and scraped them out with a spoon before slicing them into thinner pieces. A dessert routine at this point. Sejun stepped beside you and washed the utensils you used, “Either Byungchan lied to me, you really like kiwis or you’re eating them for the sake of not hurting my feelings.”

“What does Byungchan have to do with this?” The cake fork stopped halfway to your mouth and the slice of kiwi fell back into the small bowl.

“He told me you hated kiwis three days ago. Since then I’ve purposely been buying them to see if you actually hate it. You just eat it all without complaint for two weeks! You should have told me. I don’t-“ You cut Sejun off by shoving a piece of the tart fruit into his mouth. He squawked out a surprised noise but swallowed the soft meat regardless. Sweet Lim Sejun, it truly had bothered him.

When Sejun parted his lips to continue his worry rambles, you fed him another piece and another until the bowl was empty. “Byungchan didn’t lie,” his brows furrowed at your confession, “but what he didn’t know is that I like them now.” You shrugged, kiwis weren't bad, you just had to get used to its texture. Like how you adapted to Sejun’s love language. One more fruit for you to like. One more thing to love Sejun for.

He patted his hands against his pants, patches of the light blue denim darkened, and turned to face you, “Are you sure?”

You grabbed pulled him closer by the collar of his shirt. “More than.” You could taste the sweetness of the kiwi on Sejun’s lips. His eyes fluttered shut and his hands found purchase on your hips, pulling you into his hold. Kiwis weren’t bad at all.

“How about pomegranate next time?” Sejun whispered, a tad breathless and nose hairbreadth away from yours. His eyes crinkle into crescent moons and the dimple on his cheek deepened. You closed the distance, a trembling sigh caressed your skin, the fire kindling brighter. You never had the intention of leaving him.

#honey boy #l.sj #lim sejun #sejun #victon #sejun scenarios #sejun imagines #sejun drabbles #sejun blurbs #victon fics #victon scenarios #victon imagines #victon drabbles #victon blurbs #hereisleo

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alsoimjaebum · 4 years

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Victon Sejun Scenario

Summary: Sejun wants to go out with you, but you are afraid it might ruin his carreer

Warning: literally two bad words. This scenario was made based before quarentine.

Gender neutral for this one!

A/n: It's really short, just got the ideia and thought it'd possibly be heart melting. Hope you like.

-You can't be serious - the words left your mouth imediately, disbelief was their tone.

-I'm completely serious. You wanna go shopping, your friend is sick and you have a willing and free boyfriend right here. Who is gonna hold your bags while you try on clothes? Me. Who is gonna evaluate your looks? Me. Give you opinions? Me. I can do this - Sejun answered you, peace and calmness on his voice. A total contrast on your flustered and desperate state.

-I'd love that. I really, really love the idea. But, babe, you are a celebrity. We can't go shopping together and in public - you continued refusing his suggestion.

-I'll wear a mask and cap. No one will notice me.

-I can go by myself. Then, I can ask the salesperson to hold my bags.

-Nooo, take me with you pleaaase - he pleaded, grabbing your hands together.

-No.

-But who is gonna give you opinions?

-Do you want me to take pictures for you? This way you can share your opinions with me by messages.

-I... - he started argumenting, but then paused - Okay, look, I actually want to spend time with you. Take me with you please - his voice sounded like the annoying cute aegyo he always made and deep inside you loved.

-It will not take long. I'll be right back, okay?

-Or you could go with me. I will wear a disguise so no one will notice me - his smile shone as bright as his eyes, but you could not surrender on this issue. A sigh left your lips as your eyes rolled up.

-You are tall as hell, handsome as fuck. Who will not recognize you? - you replied serious, even though he laughed at your statements - I'm not kidding, Mr. Lim! - your hands went to your waist as you stared at him.

-I know, babe. I'm just glad you think of me this way - Sejun grabbed your wrist and pulled you to an embrace.

-Of course I think of you this way! You are all these things and more! I didn't even metion how beautifully you sing and dance - Sejun giggled again and even though you couldn't see it, you could tell his expression was way softer and tender now.

-I love you - he whispered on your ear - let's not fight over shopping.

You sighed and agreed. His idea of going shopping together was lovely, but you could not handle the fact of ruining his carreer because of a trivial matter. You would feel guilty and regretful.

You two remained silent, but it wasn't an awkward one. Rather than that, it was a relaxing one, relieving all the stress from the previous situation. Your back on his chest turned the position warm and confortable.

-But you know, the ideia is still there - he murmured.

-Sejun-ah... let's go online shopping this time - he laughed at you again, holding you tighter.

-Anything with you.

-Silly.

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slytherinshua · 4 months

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KISS AND MAKE UP

genre. fluff. angst. hurt/comfort ig. warnings. crying. fighting. kissing. pairing. fiancé!sejun x fem!reader. wc. 1.4k. request. requested by @nyukyujs: arguing over the phone and you end up crying which makes lim sejun rush over to your place. a/n. the victon brainrot is back folks... what if sejun was my bias (skdjsk IM JOKING IM JOKING)

“How am I supposed to know when you don’t communicate, Sejun?! I scheduled the date for tonight 2 weeks ago! You didn’t say a word about extra practices until 10 minutes ago! I thought you’d be home an hour ago.” You yelled through the phone. You were getting frustrated with the situation, which was unfortunately translating into bursting out at your fiance. This didn’t happen often with Sejun, but it had started to happen more and more recently, and you hated it. Usually he was good with his schedule. Things hadn’t popped up out of nowhere like this in 2 years. You weren’t sure why you were unable to handle it right now.

You heard a tired sigh from the other side of the phone, “I don’t know what you want me to do, Y/n. The guys are waiting for me.” He sounded annoyed. In the back of your head, you knew he had every right to be.

You had texted him after you had gotten ready for the date, asking when he would get home. The week had been extremely busy for him, and the date that you had so carefully planned had completely slipped his mind. Extra dance practices and song recording sessions were scheduled for the entire night. You knew that Sejun couldn’t just drop them to go on a silly dinner date with you.

“If you had just said something yesterday then I could’ve cancelled the reservations! I’m already at the restaurant.” You gulped down an uncomfortable itch in your throat. Your nose burned and you knew that tears would be next. Fighting with Sejun was hands down your least favourite activity. You wanted to sink into the ground and never come up again.

“Did you see how fucking tired I was yesterday!? I barely had energy to take a shower before bed!” His response rang in your ear uncomfortably and you let out a shaky sigh. He was right. Of course he was right. You were being unreasonable for expecting this date to happen after his busy schedule all week.

“I… I don’t know, Sejun.” You mumbled, breaking down a little. You tried to hide your shaky breath and sniffles, but you were sure he caught onto them. “I missed you so much— I just wanted tonight to be for us.” You choked out, a sob ringing through the air. You had already hailed a cab amidst your tears. You just wanted to get home as quickly as possible. There was no use waiting at the restaurant when your fiance would be a no-show.

“Are you crying, Y/n?” This question came a little softer than the previous ones. The sound of your sniffles must have been enough to alert him to your distress. You cried pretty easily, and Sejun was used to it— but he could definitely decipher when the situation was serious.

Though he wasn’t sure if you knew or not, he was worried about you. How could he not be? He hadn’t really been able to spend time with you for days on end; and for two people whose relationship 70% of the time consisted of clinging to each other, he had felt the toll as much as you had. You said you missed him, and he missed you as well. So, so much.

The question— the worry in his voice— had you crying even harder. You still tried to keep it quiet for the sake of the taxi driver, but you didn’t hide it from Sejun. You held the phone up to your ear, squishing it right against your skin.

“Please talk to me. Please.” You whispered through broken sobs, yearning to hear his voice calming you down instead of yelling at you.

“Baby.” He spoke through the phone immediately, ignoring Byungchan’s questions about what was taking so long from the other room. You realized it had been too long since he had last called you that. Just him saying that much was enough to get your breathing more even.

“You know I care about you more than this stupid practice, right? I’m gonna be there as soon as I can.” You heard a door shut and some keys clash against each other.

“No- Sejun, it’s fine, you should stay at practice.” You urged, suddenly panicked that you had made a big deal out of things when you shouldn’t have.

“I’ll make it up later. I’ll be okay. Just wanna be back with you right now.” He reassured you. You didn’t have the energy to fight with him again— just wanting to agree to anything and everything he suggested. So you found yourself humming, mumbling an “I love you” and an “I’ll see you soon” to him.

Sejun arrived home soon after you did, and he wrapped his arms around you as soon as he walked through the door. With your face buried in his chest, arms wrapped around his waist and his around your shoulders, you finally felt relaxed. He rubbed his hand up and down your back, soothing you further.

“My sweetheart, I’m so sorry.” He whispered, kissing your forehead gently. You looked up at him, eyes shiny still from crying earlier. The way he looked down at you, worry and sorry and love all swimming in his eyes, you felt like you could drown if you looked at him for a second longer. You weren’t sure how he looked so pretty. He had been working hard all day, and rushed over as soon as he heard you crying. You probably looked like a mess beside him. As if he could hear your negative thoughts, he hugged you closer and whispered in your ear.

“You look so gorgeous, angel.” The whisper was soft, a little bit raspy from his spent vocal cords having recorded almost all week; but it was sincere. You knew that he could never be disingenuous with you when you were the most precious thing in his life, and your heart still raced a little faster knowing that he found you attractive.

He found you attractive despite the mascara stains near your eyes, despite your hair that you haphazardly took down as soon as you arrived home. He thought you were gorgeous even though you had changed out of your black dress and into sweats.

Though you knew he was being serious, the thought still made you laugh. A quiet giggle escaped your throat, triggering Sejun’s heartier laughter. The sound made his heart leap, and again, he squeezed you just a bit tighter, rocking you back and forth in his arms like you were the most precious thing.

“What do you want to do tonight? The dinner date failed.” You asked.

Sejun hummed, “I think we should order in. I should take a shower and get dressed all cozy like you so that we can cuddle. And then we should look through your Pinterest board for wedding dresses. But first…”

“First?”

“First I’m going to kiss you.” He completed with a contented smile, leaning down quickly to fulfil his wish. Your lips tasted as soft and sweet as ever, and Sejun practically melted at the feeling after being deprived of it for so long. It really had been days since he had kissed you properly— not a fleeting peck on your lips, but something longer and sweeter. Something more vulnerable and precious. Something that left you both breathless and euphoric when it was over— a kiss that he wished would never end because he knew nothing felt better than your lips on his.

And that was exactly what he got, as you were just as eager to feel him so close after so long. Your hands slipped into his hair, feeling the long strands flow through your fingers. You sighed when he squeezed your hip gently, a smile creeping onto his lips at the elated feeling in his chest.

You pulled him as close to you as possible, in hopes that he would never leave the position. And he didn’t want to; but he didn’t have a choice. He was running out of breath, and he was sure that you were just as worse, having a smaller lung capacity than he did. He compensated the kiss ending by cradling your head and placing several smaller kisses to the top of it.

“I love you so much.” He confessed— probably for the millionth time since he had met you.

You giggled, still catching your breath, “I know. I love you too. Let’s complete that plan you had now, hm?”

He hummed happily in response, pecking your lips one more time before grabbing a towel for a quick shower.

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sayorikao · 1 year

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Somos feitos de memoriasㅤㅤCapa romântica, SebinㅤㅤAutora: Sefairyzㅤㅤ@new7world

#edit #kpop #fanfic #capa de fanfic #capa para fic #boys love #yaoi #gay #lgbt #capa romantica #sebin #subin #jung subin #sejun #lim Sejun #victon

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bearseokie · 4 years

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1 | OLD HABITS DIE HARD.

a new pairing for the company is the next business move—but what you didn’t plan for was your new partner to be top-star sejun. an alluring man with more charisma in one finger than anyone else you’ve ever worked with, the intense ploy of someone you never imaged you’d become attached to begins.

DETAILS — [ 18+ | series | 7k ] PAIRING — pornstar! sejun x pornstar! fem! reader GENRES — pornstar! au, smut, (psychological) romance, angst, slow burn WARNINGS — mature content, detailed sexual content, dirty-talking, face-fucking, fingering, mirror sex, unprotected intercourse, jealousy.

MLIST | DISCUSSION TAG | TAGLIST | TWO

Taglist:

@simplesanitys @mirror-juliet

one.

Hot breaths. High-pitched moans. Toes curled. It was the flip of a page that brought you back to reality, the situation rather awkward in real-time. Lights shined so bright onto the bed that you were nearly blinded, fixed on keeping your eyes open and in contact with your partner. This was show business. No, the entire business.

"Cut!" the director called out. A man who you had known for less than two years that sent you into the rabbit hole himself. A loud bell rang, followed by most of the equipment shutting off to save on battery and power.

"What the hell was that?" the rough voice called, the director's footsteps nearing the bed.

Sitting upright, your assistant handed you your robe, the fabric wrapping tightly around you as you stood on the marble flooring. The director was pissed, your mind clearly elsewhere during the scene. Face red, he held the rolled-up script in his hand with full force, the thin stack of papers bending in the middle.

"You sounded like if I put a laugh track version of moans into the fucking recording." you always hated his harshness, but today, specifically, he had a point.

"I'm sorry." you apologized, lowering your head to share your sincerity.

"The entire reel is rigged with your false moans. What happened to the facade you always play out? You're the one that can't control anything until she can. You were like half a person today." he groaned, index finger and thumb pressed against the bridge of his nose in frustration. "This isn't going to work." he complied.

"What?" you asked, the breath in your throat caught as you choked on air.

"What do you mean?" a voice called from your right. Your partner - a nearly flawless man, stood with his brows creased in concern and confusion. "We've done three takes today alone."

"And none of it is going to be used. Not in my work." the director spat at him, eyeing him and him only. "You had no effect on her! You couldn’t fuck a tree with your skills."

Your partner's teeth gritted. His assistant jumped to her feet to collide her hand against his chest, requesting that he brush it off and call it a day.

"Take her advice." the director commanded. "Considering you're off the casting."

He didn't like that, tongue popping as his head shook. Gripping his towel in his hand, he threw it onto the director's head, both men vibrating in anger.

"This isn't your fault." the director turned to you, settling as your - now previous - partner finally exited the scene. "I need to get you with someone that really riles you up. Have anyone in mind?"

Your eyes blinked in thought, mind running over your mental list of other stars whose work you praised enough to wish you had a part with, but none came to mind that would, in theory – ‘rile you up’.

Shaking your head, he sighed, pushing his mic from his face to speak to you in private from the other staff members wearing headsets.

"I suppose I need to go to the casting office and look over head-shots. You take care of yourself," he said, taking his leave.

You took in a sharp breath, the day rambunctious enough. Just as you turned to find your assistant, who always stayed close, your eyes caught the form of someone.

The director's smile in your peripheral, a man stood before him that made your breath hitch. Your knees grew weak just at the sight of him from a distance. You watched him attentively. The director nodded with the conversation before his hand shot up, finger pointing at your nervous body stationed idle beside the bed like a deer in headlights. They exchanged smiles, both men making their way over to you.

"Look who I ran into!" grinned the director with incitement. "Y/N, this is Sejun."

He offered you his hand, his touch gliding against yours as if his skin was water. You were in trouble. The director had worked with you multiple times now, and he knew the business well enough to know when one star was infatuated with another. Though no words had passed by him, you could tell he had observed the way your knees buckled against the bed as Sejun's larger hand caressed yours.

"I think we've got a deal going here!" he chimed, all too happy to be witnessing you puddle for the man before you. "Sejun's offered to take the open role, so you're in for a ride. Why don't the two of you become acquainted while I go change the paperwork?" he smiled, giving you a Cheshire-like grin the second he got out of Sejun's view, knowing he truly did set you up for a hectic future.

Sejun's title was big, having been in more pornos than you could count on both hands. And he was good, too. Those in his rank only ever got called in if the party was absolutely sure they could live up to the star's expectations, and it was never the other way around. The business had become so franchised, it was no wonder people in his position became snobby about their work. It was practically fed to them, such as this situation was. All Sejun had to do was walk through the set door and he was hired.

It was quite literally the opposite for you. Head-shots and photo-shoots were taken every week to make you seem appealing to those that ran the tracks. You worked like crazy, only learning that once you were actually in the porn business, viewers were more concerned with getting off to specific aspects of the films, and not you entirely. You went through the longest process to get hired, dealing with creepy men and women that were more ‘out to get you’ than your costars were. It was terrifying, but you struck out with your current company. The same one leading you to this exact situation.

"I didn't mean to intrude," Sejun said respectfully, your eyes lighting up at his manners.

"No, you aren't at all," you said slyly, watching his lips curl up. "In fact, I was just about to head to my dressing-room. Why don't you follow me and I can help you go over the script?"

"Sure thing." he grinned, letting you take the lead. Your assistant eyed you carefully as she watched you give her a pleading look to not disturb the moment.

Another person in the business; your assistant had been with you since the day you started at the company. It not only was your first day, but it was her own at the same time. Both of you lost in a new world forced to figure it all out, of course - most naturally - you went easy on one another. She always had your back, knowing your key movements while working to call a time out, or even a tap out. It was a tricky business, but with her by your side, and you at hers, you configured it well.

"It's on the right." you smiled back at Sejun, watching his cheeks rush with color for a second before you faced front again.

Clicking open the door, the three of you moved in, shut into the privacy of the small room with little knowledge of your next moves. Sejun was set to co-star with you now, or you co-star with him - another bruise of the business you just had to deal with - so becoming neutral with him was going to have to happen, and fast.

"So, you were working on a scene already?" Sejun asked, noticing your robe hung loosely around your body, making you feel insecure.

Watching you, your fingers rushed to close the robe tighter to your body. Curves poking from the fabric. You missed the way his tongue ran over his bottom lip, a note your assistant took accordingly.

"Uh," you stuttered suddenly, overtaken by the way his eyes traced your face as he sat in a soft chair in front of you, legs spread widely as he grew comfortable. "Yeah! Yeah, actually we finished a few minutes before you showed up."

"Abruptly." your assistant added, a head tilt shot towards her from Sejun. He hadn't seen what followed the scene, much less your - prior - partner stomping off the set in sheer anger. "It's a long story."

"Do tell," Sejun said, his confidence through the roof as his eyes shifted between you and your assistant. "I’d like to know what I'm getting into, if you don't mind." Placing his elbow on his thigh, he held his chin in the palm of his hand, watching both of you like you were a movie.

You shared a glance at your assistant, her words echoing quickly in the silent room. "Her partner wasn't working to his full potential. Really pissed off our director."

"He couldn't make you cum?" he asked, not missing a beat.

The heat from your cheeks scorched your entire body head to toe, hopefully not as obvious as it felt. Even your assistant stuttered for a second, faltered by his straight-forward lingo.

"Ye-Yeah." you began. "He was kind of just twiddling his thumbs the entire time pretending he was doing the most."

His laughter in your ear gave you a cooling-down period, smile wide as he rocked back and forth in the seat. His face contorted as he chuckled, sitting back against the cushion. His hand slapped against his thigh when his sight met your form again.

"Always the newbies. I take it you have more - better experience, right?"

You nodded, his head following suit as he stood. Gingerly requesting the two copies of the film's script from your assistant, he sat back down. The pages flipped as his eyes scanned the words thoroughly, lips twisting when he read over something that caught his attention.

"That's the issue. This makes sense as to why your previous partner failed you." his words leered you on, but he didn't follow with a solution. "We should have fun with this, you and I." he smirked at you, your knees buckling again from the look in his eyes.

"I'll leave you to it." your assistant said, giving you a sideways smile as she left the room. Arms in the air, she shrugged at your hesitant glance.

The air from the door swinging open as your assistant exited made chill bumps go over your skin, shivering lightly. Picking up the second script from where you left off, the sticky notes labeled throughout the pages made you give out a light laugh.

"She's so organized," you said to yourself. Sejun's eyes followed your voice, watching the smile rise on your lips before you looked back toward him. "I think that she believes in me too much, considering there are more notes in this script than words on the pages. Look, she even labeled where I moaned the least," you said, moving towards him and bending down to let him see the noted script.

Your breath caught in your lungs as his cologne found its way into your nostrils, smile fading for a second as you caught yourself being more relaxed with him than you planned. Knees near the floor, you crouched beside the chair he sat in, his body moving to the edge to lean against the arm, reading the notes diligently. His aroma was thick but soft, expressions similar to an old friend than a new coworker. His smile and laugh made your hands shake.

"Trade with me?" he asked, holding out his gently used script for your inordinately used one. Swapping them, you watched his face focus in on the red sticky notes - properly color-coated by your assistant, herself. Bottom teeth sunk between his teeth, he stood, glancing at you with another cherishing smile.

Stepping before you on the tile of the dressing room, he held out his hand flat, gesturing for you to place yours on top of his. Not following his thought-process, your hand glided over his once more, the roughness of his fingers making you wonder what else he did besides this work. His eyes were on yours, thumb moving around the back of your hand to hold it to his own. With a gentle tug, you jolted towards him, chests pressed together in a fix of envy.

"You weren't expecting me, were you?" he asked, face locked in a mode you had yet to see. Eyes becoming shaded, his touch against you was warm, welcoming, but his face read sensual.

Stuttering from being held so close to him so soon, you strayed from his tactics. "I-I suppose I didn't. I've seen you around, but I never imagined we would be with each other."

His face looked mixed, supportive of your sentence as a smirk pulled at the corner of his mouth. Tempting you, his hand left yours, cascading down your arm and to your waist, falling onto the small of your back with a light pull closer. Breathing the same air, you felt dizzy. Controlled while still stable, he was exhilarating.

"You're so beautiful." the words slipped off his tongue as if he said it a thousand times, a nerve hitting in your body.

Attempting to concentrate on something else for a moment, he moved even closer. Lips pressed between your own, you were stumped. His lips were like whipped cream on a smooth surface, the feeling so luscious you didn't want to pull away. His hand guided your lower body into his, thumb soothing itself over the satin fabric of your robe. From the gentle movements, a moan passed from your mouth to his, the pull of his smirk making your eyes open. His eyes were still closed, hold on you tight as he stayed in the moment. You tried to see him more- take notice of the way his hips rocked against you, his tongue floating on yours as a groan escaped him, his body reacting to your small tugs.

Oxygen refilled both of you as you pulled away. The two scripts were discarded on the floor, the sticky notes blowing around in the room from the light wind of air beneath the door. Your eyes blinked quickly, tunnel vision from the rush of feelings making you sway in his arms. With a chuckle, he released you, peering around the room. Awkward air, though satisfied, his hand moved to the back of his neck to rub it.

"You didn't say your line right." he laughed, your eyebrows furrowed together in confusion.

"Sorry?" you questioned, his eyes regaining their bright glow.

"Your lines in the script," he said, bending down to pick up his script. Following him, you found the labeled stick-notes, piling them onto the white pages as you held them in your hand. "I was learning our lines."

Your knees buckled again as you stood, realizing what had happened. You were meant to follow your lines, the script detailed with the first scene being a heated make-out. Hand flying to your forehead, Sejun belted out a loud laugh as the door opened.

"They want both of you on set in ten for the scene we left off on." your assistant called out, noticing your flustered state along with Sejun's humorous one.

"Uh," you said roughly, shuffling towards the door to hand her the pile of notes along with your script. "I kind of dropped that."

A light sigh fell from her, a look of disappointment on her face as she backed out of the room. Looking over your shoulder at Sejun, he was still in a fit of laughter, bent over holding his stomach before standing up straight again.

"I guess practice went well?" he asked you, a tilt of your head making his smile widen. "The scene you left off on was scene four, right?" his fingers flipped through the pages again, landing on the upcoming scene you were meant to film minutes from where you stood.

"Y-Yeah." you coughed out, finding your bottle of water before chugging some down, trying to calm yourself.

It hit you that you were about to have sex with this man and that the small exchange you just had was real. He stood inches from you, breathing in calmly as his eyes scanned over the script, lips twisted again.

"You'll enjoy it." he cheered, referring to the scene as he went walking past you, out the door with another smirk on his face.

All of the bodies rushing around as the scene was set to start, you were dizzy again. The entire aroma was new to you. In your line of work, you casually spent time with co-workers creating friendships before scenes even took place. That was how you decided to go about your work, but this situation was entirely different. Your hands shook from nervousness, the sight of your assistant making her way over to you relieving.

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” She stated frenziedly, eyes scanning over your pale body.

“I haven’t, but you might if I get in bed with that man.” You slumped against the wall out of sight of the staff, your perked lips making you take in a deep breath.

“We went over the script, but he didn’t tell me we were going over the script, so I fucked up my lines and embarrassed myself.” You sighed.

The corner of her mouth rose up with a light laugh, her hand pressing against your cheek with a happy expression.

“Someone has a crush on her new co-star.”

Sejun peered around the corner of the wall where you stood, his grin and short wave pulling your attention from what your assistant said. He motioned for you to come to him, your legs pulling you along affirmatively until you were stationed in front of him with the director at your side.

“I take it you’re now acquainted?”

Your nod made him clap with a cheer, the clipboard in his hands slamming against his palm with a loud smack making you blink. His rapid movements only caused your heart to race faster, pulling and your wrist to bring you over to the bed.

“I just know this is going to go well.” He grinned, winking at Sejun and making his way off set.

It was a simple click, lights seeming brighter when the director’s voice rung even louder.

“Action!”

two.

He was positioned above you, a smoldered look on his face when his head slipped between your head a shoulder. Open mouth kisses trailed down your neck, your moans soft but picked up by the boom-mic overhead.

“This was what you wanted, isn’t it?” he mewled against your hot skin, stuck in the middle of his role. “To get to fuck me while your boyfriend’s gone camping with his friends, hmm?”

“Yes, fuck!” his hips charged into yours, your legs around his waist to keep him close losing their longevity when he decided to thrust against you. “I planned it out all by myself, aren’t you proud of me?” you gleamed up at him when he pulled away, hands pressed into the soft mattress above your head with a grin on his face.

“Yes, you did so well, baby.” He growled against your breast, pulling the cup of your bra down to expose your nipple to the air, taking it in his mouth.

His voice had you drooling, his hard cock under his thin shorts rocking against you making you whine into the stale air. Lips wrapped around one of the sensitive buds on your chest, his teeth lightly scraped against them when he veered back, pressing his entire body weight down on your core and leaving it there.

“Oh fuck! Shit, that feels so good!” you called out, the solid stimulation on your clothed clit making you rock back and forth for more friction while he sat still.

“Use me. Use me like the bad girl you are.” He commanded. Your upper-body raising to run your hands through his hair, you brought him back down to lay on top of you.

Fingers lacing through his short, dark locks, his groan against your lips made you let out a breath, the open space enough time for him to shove his tongue into your mouth. You blinked, caught by surprise. He was toying with you; this isn’t in the script.

You took it as a challenge, running one of your hands down his body to hold onto his defined hip bone, pushing at the area only to pull it back, adding to the sensation between your bodies. A growl pressed against your mouth, sounding down your throat as he pulled back.

“You want to play like that?” he asked, the light sound of the director flipping the script mulling the staff around you, Sejun was the only one you could see right now.

His hold on you grew stronger, your playful nod only veering him on as his skillful fingers unclasped the bra around your torso in one swift movement. Discarding the item with a quick toss, your underwear was halfway down your thighs before his tongue was sinking into you, a loud cry coming from your lips. His wet muscle flattened against your bundle of nerves, a sudden pattern being drawn around your clit as you rocked against his face. Fingers still pulling on his hair, your hips moved on their own accord, your head falling back against the pillow with a loud cry of pleasure.

“Fuck! You’re going to make me cum!” he was already five steps ahead of your last co-star.

You could feel his grin against your core, his hand running down your stomach to meet with his face between your thighs. Gently running the pad of his middle finger across your entrance, your core clenched around the digit as it sunk in, a whimpered call of his fake name in the air.

His finger pumped in and out of you, the long trace he left inside of you only making you push harder against his face. Your body shuddered, on edge and so close that you could see spots in place of the white lights around. A few more motions of his tongue, his index finger joined within you, the two digits curling in the direction that had you thrashing against him and the mattress, your arousal leaking past his fingers and onto the sheets while he lapped it up.

“How’s that for a pool boy?” he grinned, a loud snap sounding in front of the bed.

“Cut! That was perfect! More than perfect, I think we have the new duo of the company!”

You sat up, slightly dazed as Sejun’s hand rubbed at your back. Your assistant stood at the edge of the bed, a shocked look on her face as she handed your robe to you, helping you stand and pull it around your numbed body.

“So, did you enjoy that?” Sejun’s deep voice was like a song in your head, turning to find him sitting with his knees bent in the middle of the mattress, a wicked smile on his face.

“I did.” You blushed, a hint of pleasure coming off of him when he stood from the bed, running his hand over his pants to straighten them out over his still-hard member.

“Good, then will you go out to dinner with me tonight?” he asked softly, your assistant trying to nonchalantly look as if she wasn’t eavesdropping.

“I would love to.” You smiled, gifting him your hand as he pressed a kiss onto the back before making his exit.

Your assistant looked flabbergasted, eyes wide as she glared at the side of your head. You watched Sejun’s toned back escape from the set, walking in the direction of the dressing-rooms.

“You’re in trouble.”

three.

The restaurant was full of life, people spouting at each other in conversation through the doors. The rain outside splashed against your shoes as you made it onto the sidewalk from the parking lot, Sejun’s beaming smile meeting your gaze. Stood just outside of the front doors, his hands were clamped behind his back, rocking on his heels as you made your way towards him.

“You look wonderful.” His eyes were absorbed in your outfit, body bending to place a gentle kiss on your cheek before pulling back to offer you his arm. “Ready to go in?”

Guiding you through the centered restaurant, you passed rounded tables crowded with guests eating their large plates. A hostess led you towards a back section, the quieter area lined with leather booths and darker lights. Sejun stopped in front of the table, spinning you around to slide your coat off your shoulders, his fingertips caressing the skin along your arms. Breathing in the familiar scent of his cologne, your eyes shut for a second to take in the moment. His hand placed on your lower back, helping you slide into the booth without flashing anyone else in the section, the gracious manner due to your outfit being incredibly short on your legs.

Your heart skipped a beat watching the man slip into the booth in front of you, his face so captivating under the orange light illuminating from the lamp above. You couldn’t think of words to speak, much less describe the feeling in your gut longing to understand his glistening eyes. It felt like a century passed, the light cough of the waiter standing at the end of the table breaking your intense eye contact.

Sejun didn’t stagger, ordering a large amount of food instead of separate plates, the variety enough to make your mouth water as it filled up the table. The moment the food was brought, Sejun’s voice gained a tone of excitement in it, watching you attentively eat the meal.

“How long have you been in the business?” he asked, sitting back in his booth, wiping his mouth with a napkin.

“A few years.” You began. “It’s nothing like I’ve ever experienced before. Everyone seems to live double lives in the porn business, but I can hardly keep a straight face during any of it. It’s not that I’m unprofessional, I just don’t like that people make it seem so stern.” Your voice trailed off when you noticed he was laughing, nodding at your words before placing his chin in his palm.

“You’re the first person to admit how faulted the system is. I’ve worked with some professionals that take everything so seriously in this film genre that they forgot what it’s like to smile. I’m really glad you’re not like that. It’s refreshing.” He smiled at you, watching you swallow down the last of the food that you could manage.

His eyes were glasses over, an intoxicated look on his face though he hadn’t had a sip of alcohol. Hand slipping past the array of plates, his fingers found the top of your hand, soothing over the knuckles before he moved his arm back to his side.

There was something about the way he looked at you, the expression completely unreadable while also entrancing enough to make you believe sparks were flying. It took all of your might not to stand up and bend over the table to kiss him, wanting nothing more than to feel his lips press against yours again.

It was like he read your mind, winking at you before gesturing for you to slip out of the booth with him. His hand contacted yours again, lacing your fingers together as he walked you through the section, turning a few sharp corners until your eyes met the direction that he was leading you in. The signs for the bathrooms hung over separate doors, his eyes glancing behind you before tugging you into the women’s bathroom, the single-stall lavatory lockable and private.

Your back pressed against the cool door, his lips finding yours after hours, warm and inviting. His tongue tasted like the dessert he finished moments before, the sweet taste lavishing. Hands gliding over your short outfit, his fingers caught the hem, pulling it up to your thighs for you to comfortably bend your knee, lacing the limb around his waist. Your hands floated up his torso, the button-down shirt too easy to open up as your touch found his neck. A groan passed his lips when your hands ran over the vein poking beneath his skin, fingers racing up to fasten his locks between them with short tugs.

His mouth fell agape, pulling your other legs up and lifting you swiftly, setting you down onto the counter. Moaning, your mouth met his neck, kissing and nibbling at the skin as his hips jerked against you. You gasped, his pants tight around his bulge pushed against your core, the thin underwear you wore not enough to hide your arousal. His hand slipped down between your thighs, middle finger pressing against your wetness through your underwear with a groan, your high-pitched whine urging him to carry on.

Finger pressing into you harder, he found your clit when he shifted the digit, your throaty grunt in his ear enough to make him smile at himself in the mirror. A lightbulb seemed to go off in his head, sliding you down from the counter and turning you so that your upper body bent over the cool, granite countertop of the bathroom sink. Your eyes found their reflection in the mirror, the pre-fucked out state already noticeable when you felt his fingers trace the lips of your core once more. Index finger lacing between the fabric and your wetness, he pulled them off to the side, slipping it into you slowly.

You clenched around the digit, gasping again as you heard his zipper become undone, the button of his pants popping open, and the article of clothing around his legs falling to his ankles. His free hand raced up your back, tugging at your hair to catch your attention, his eyes were dark in the mirror.

“Do you want me?” he gritted, the soft features of the man escaping as he stared down at you so open for him.

Your drooling nod was the answer he hoped for, splashing your insides with his precum as he pressed into you. Your eyes shut tight, another pull at your hair making you keep your eyes open. His deep brown eyes sparkled in the bright light of the bathroom, hips pounding into you as your own drilled against the edge of the counter. Your hand moved to your mouth, covering your lips as loud moans were heaved from you.

His hand on your hair released the strands, running along your cheek before two of his fingers slipped between your lips. You hummed at the salty taste of the digits, sucking on them to keep your mouth occupied while he set a new pace. His length thrust so deep into you that the entire counter shook with every movement, the sturdy cabinets built into the furniture rocking against their frames. The noise was too obvious, Sejun’s hips moving at lightning speed.

It still wasn’t enough, and he knew this. He knew that you needed that moment to snap, to break through the threshold. His eyes bored into yours through the mirror, both hands engaged in pleasure and hold. You watched him think things over, the hand on your lip lifting your leg to set your shoe into the sink, the position giving him access to the spot you needed him most.

Your voice cracked, sputtering his name like you were begging for mercy, white filling your irises as you came. The hand on your hip moved down to your sensitive bud, rubbing it in circles to help you fight through your orgasm. His body shuddered, mouth sucking in a large part of your shoulder to muffle his cry of pleasure, filling you to the brim before pulling out of you.

He fell against your back, the leg on the sink moving to hold yourself up as his unsteady breathing echoed in your ear. The light breeze of his scent surrounded you fully, his arms wrapping around your waist as he settled, kissing the spot on your shoulder that he bit into with a chuckle.

“Damn,” his voice was twice as deep as usual, panting as he fixed your underwear and outfit before pulling up his pants. “You are good.”

four.

Your assistant pulled into her parking spot, clamoring out of her car with both arms full of items as she stuttered. “You’re such an idiot, you know.” Her sentence took you by surprise, laughing as she struggled before taking the coffee in one arm and helping her adjust the bag in the other. “Thanks.”

“Mind telling me why you’re insulting me?” you asked her.

She stopped on the sidewalk, turning her entire body in a circle to check that the surroundings were clear. “It’s Sejun.”

Your heart skipped a beat again.

“It would be just your luck that you happen to be having some type of weird affair with a famous pornstar, especially considering he’s one that just-so-happens to fall in love with every co-star he gets paired with.”

Her words sunk through your chest like a knife, your hands fumbling with the coffee before getting a grip. Blinking at her, your voice sounded small.

“So, this entire situation is just him repeating the process over and over again?”

“Indefinitely.”

“I mean-I.” you tried to form a sentence, but even your brain didn’t want to admit what you noticed from the beginning. “That first session in my dressing-room, part of me recognized when someone’s acting. It didn’t feel like he was, but visibly most of his expressions looked like he was used to saying them. I thought it was just because our job calls for acting too.”

“I think it’s just a ruse to get close to you. Like when you have to study for a final; you don’t just study as you would for a test, you try to spice it up and get more details in case a question comes up that you might not have learned.”

Her words hurt. You tried to push the thoughts of Sejun using you as a new project aside, but the sight before you seemed to sum up what your assistant was trying to explain. Sejun was propped up against a wall talking to a woman in lingerie, the clear, glass doors enough space to see the way he intimately brushed her hair behind her ear. It was a shot to the heart, the hold on the cupholder slipping as the coffee splashed against the cement and all over you and your assistant.

The hot liquid was nowhere near as painful as the emotions running through you. The commotion had caught the attention of those inside the main office, including Sejun, but you ignored their stares and raced around the building to get to your dressing-room. With your assistant trailing, you pushed past the staff members, the director watching you pass by smelling like coffee and not saying a word, only chuckling as you slammed the skinny door shut behind you.

The anger you felt couldn’t even bring tears to your eyes, the feeling of being played enough to rile you up as your foot kicked against the same chair he sat in when you read over the script. Everything around you caused you to boil, your assistant silently slipping through the door to check on you enough to trigger your thoughts back.

“I’m not doing this. I’m not going to sit back and pretend like this isn’t fucking stupid. I’m a person! Who takes a person on a date just to become more acquainted for porn scenes? Do you think this is why he’s so highly rated? Because he fucks everyone he works with? This fuckin-. “

“Calm down. There’s a better way to approach this.” Your assistant was thinking on her feet, watching your cheeks turn red from annoyance as you bounced down into the soft chair with a pout. “You’re right. This is fucked up, but you’ve said it yourself: it’s business.”

“So.”

“So, do what you do best.”

“Which is?”

“Fuck his brains out.”

five.

Sejun wore an estranged expression when you made it out to the next set, his eyes following you towards the hot tub. Legs straightening out to stand, the director raced by him in your direction. The important man meeting your attention before you even had a chance to look at your co-star, Sejun’s brows furrowed. Your robe laced around your body slowly slid off, flowing into the grip of your assistant when you took a step down into the tub. Heat radiated out of the circled bath, the steam warming your body along with the hot water as you sat onto the bench.

“What was the mess about earlier?” the director said quietly, bending to crouch beside your resting body.

“Nothing.” You gazed up at him with an unaffected look, his cocked brow making you wonder if he knew what you were up to.

Sejun’s shorts around his waist rose higher as he stepped over the edge of the hot tub, lower body sinking into the water with a gentle sigh. His eyes watched you attentively, slipping over the bench closer as his arm rested behind your head.

“Everything alright?” he asked, voice wary.

Taking notice that you refused to look at him, your eyes stared straight, watching the staff run amuck setting up the equipment before the shoot began. His hand brushed against your shoulder, the cunning contact enough to make you shift in your seat, keeping your head facing away from him.

“Y/N?”

“Be ready in two minutes!”

“What’s going on?”

The lights clicked on, the now fully illuminated scene around you making you blink and focus on what was about to occur. Listening to the tick of the pen in your assistant’s hand click from nervousness, you sent her a glance, her nod assuring you of the plan.

“All set? Action!”

Both of you sat near one another, the sound of water bubbling the only thing recalling your senses before your mind went into autopilot. Your hand moved to his thigh, the thick limb making your mouth water. Running your fingers up and down, his breathing went unsteady, watching you like you were a porno, yourself. Your fingers dug into his thigh, nails breaking the skin as he hissed.

“The fuck are you doing?” he whined, eyes wide and mouth agape.

You didn’t answer. Instead, you took advantage of his surprised expression by pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek as you retract your hand. Moving your leg over his waist to straddle him, his hands instinctively moved to your hips, your rushed movements pushing them from your body until his arms rested at his sides.

Your kisses moved across his face, taking his lips against yours in a fiery make out session. Your mind ignored the cameras moving along their rails so close, zooming in and panning out to get every shot of the intense scene for the film. Hands locking into his hair, you pulled back on the crown of his head, jawline prominent as you nibbled hickeys into the firm skin. He let out a groan, your hips rocking against his already hardened cock.

He was enjoying it, the heat radiating from the tub almost scorching as it bounced off his hot skin and moved to yours. Sweat dripped down his temple, his hands attempting a second time to place on your hips. Allowing him the chance, his index fingers dipped past the waistband, pushing the small bottoms down your thighs and off your body. You gasped against his neck, his head moving to bite into your shoulder, eyeballing the marks he left the night before at the restaurant.

His dominance was making a comeback, bites becoming more untamed when his hips jerked against yours. After what felt like hours of pressing his buttons, you pushed back from his body, pulling his length from his shorts and gliding down on it effortlessly.

The sound he released echoed in the container, the lights growing dimmer to catch the perfect shot of you riding him within the water. You bounced on your knees, the bench slippery as his hands held you to him. His length pushed into you fully, halting the moment he bottomed out in you.

“I don’t like it when you flirt with other people.” You admitted to him slowly, out of breath from the situation.

“You don’t?” his tone was the same, the question not taking him by surprise.

His bottom lip sunk between his teeth, eyes squinting to view you through the steam. When your eyes connected, he could tell what you were upset about, a playful smirk on his lips.

“It’s just a habit.” He grinned, thrusting up into you again.

Your arms wrapped around his neck, legs separating as much as possible on the bench to let him move in deeper. Moans and grunts mixing, the staff around you were clearly in a confused state because the lines were not spoken anywhere in the script.

Sejun’s lips pulled into another wide grin, holding your ass to jerk his hips against you roughly. Your eyes shut tightly when his hand moved between your bodies, fingers pressing into your clit forming circles enough to make you rush to hold him firmly, finishing as you clenched tightly on his cock. His embrace around you released, your head falling against his shoulder. A kiss was placed just below your ear, the patch of skin sensitive making you shudder. His breathing only got deeper, thrusts harsh and slow.

It was like the world moved in slow motion. Like a dream, his lips pressed against yours. The passionate affair between coworkers had pried into something different, the world seeping away when his palm met your jawline, guiding you to make the kiss deeper. Pulling away to catch your breath, you caught his gaze.

The man before you held a new look in his eyes. One that you couldn’t quite read but wanted to. Chapter by chapter, word by word. You wanted to know what it meant so you could quote it for the rest of your life. Pushing to the brim, you gasped, his warm breath on the shell of your ear as he pulled back from you.

“And old habits die hard.”

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