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sleeping-sirens · 1 year

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hey nimi, i hope you’re well! i really loved the drabble you did “morning with haechan” and i was wondering if you could write a scenario with mark maybe teaching f reader how to speak korean + every time she gets it correct, he’ll reward her with a kiss or smth (i like to think mark would actually be really affectionate to his partner) 🥹 thank you <3 this was inspired by mark helping jaemin speak english, it was such a sweet scene, here’s the link: https://twitter.com/markclty/status/1640862192810569728?s=46&t=Tq9aSdZbZ4voR3kbqgerrw

가르쳐 줘 (teach me) 𖤐 lee mark

pairing : idol mark x f reader.

genre : lots of fluffffffff, domestic, established relationship.

summary : what the request said, and i also was inspired by his moment with jungwoo in their relay cam where each had to come up with a word that starts with what the previous word that’s been said ended with (idk if i explained that right but you can watch it here if you still haven’t 🥹).

word count : 2810 words.

warnings : mark whispering that’s my girl this is a huge warning😵‍💫 and maybe suggestive towards the end? other than that everything is just so cute and wholesome 😭🥹🫶🏼

a/n : hey anon! i hope you enjoyed this! sorry it took too long i was just trying to organize my thoughts as my brain is just rotting with heachan 😵‍💫 but i wanted to prioritize your request before i can proceed with writing my haechan thoughts down haha 😋 also i wanted to thank you for reading and enjoying my morning with haechan drabble that’s so sweet from you!!🫶🏼🥹 and i would be EXTREMELY happy if you could tell me what you think of this through an ask😭 i’d love to hear your opinion as i already did a request before this one and i’ve never gotten any feedback so i was a bit sad :(( anywayssss without further ado, please enjoy!!💘💞💕💖💗💓

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buy me a coffee🥹🫶🏼

the kitchen was quiet again after you turned off the water boiler. with the tea bags already tucked inside the two mugs on the counter, you poured the hot water and watched as it quickly changed its color, from clear to deep red. the steam created small clouds that kept disappearing into the air as you took your mug in both hands to warm your palms before placing it on a platter, followed by your boyfriend’s.

the gloomy weather outside made you feel calm and collected, and your body moved smoothly around the kitchen as you tried to cut some pieces of cake, along some strawberries and bananas for you and your boyfriend to munch on while chilling in the living room. it was a sunday, a rare day for mark to have some rest and just relax at home and you were so happy that you guys were going to spend some time together after ages of him being busy.

from the small distance separating the kitchen and the living room, you could hear him talking on the phone. you heard him say 엄마 (eomma) a few times, and you could easily understand that he was talking to his mother on the phone. other than that, you were quite clueless about what he was saying.

sometimes you’d feel so left out of his life, you wanted to be part of everything that made him be the person that he was today. mark never once made you feel a difference because of the language barrier, you guys communicate easily in english but sometimes you just wish you could understand more than just a few words of his mother tongue.

you bit your lip slightly as you gazed at him from your standing position in the kitchen. his voice was smooth, almost dripping with warm honey, the words sounding more gruff and slurred than usual, which signaled that he was indeed relaxed but also very tired that just one day of rest won’t be enough to make it up for all the work load that’s been on his shoulders.

your eyes softened on him, your tea long forgotten as you just relished in the sound of his small and sweet voice. he looked so cute curled up in the far side of the couch, head lying in the arm rest as his fingers raked mindlessly through his disheveled blue strands of hair.

his eyes would close for longer seconds and sometimes he would just opt for humming an answer instead of taking the time to formulate a coherent one. your heart swelled as you looked at him.

“my baby…” you sighed under your breath.

your gaze was lingering on him too long he felt it burning on his skin, which made him throw a look up in your direction. his tongue poked the corner of his mouth while a smile bloomed on his lips, his eyebrows jumped up his forehead into a questioning look, asking you if you were okay with a tilt of his face but you just smiled at him, shaking your head.

“tell her i said hi,” you whispered to him and he nodded in response, quickly translating your phrase into korean.

you were fascinated to say the least, you’ve always been. the way mark quickly switched from english to korean, or sometimes mixing both the languages in one phrase was effortlessly attractive to you.

at first you tried to learn the language secretly from him, thinking about surprising him with it in the future, but as you went on, your hopes have diminished as it got harder with every grammar lesson, and not to start talking about the vocabulary… mark knew that you started learning korean and everyday he would be so proud to be with someone like you, to be loved by someone like you.

the fact that you decided to sacrifice some time out of your day to learn the language that he grew up with, the language that linked him with his family and his roots, the language in which mark felt home made him fall even deeper in love with you. and he was always so happy to help you with it.

“i’ll never be enough for you,” you sniffled, letting go of the pencil you had between your fingers before hugging your knees closer to your chest.

when mark saw the effort you were making in learning his mother tongue, his heart swelled and grew larger inside his chest, that he wanted to physically grab it and put it back in its place.

“sweetheart, why haven’t you told me?” he scooted closer to your body that was sitting on the floor, pushing your notebook and pencil case aside and engulfing you in a warm embrace. “i could teach you,” his fingers gently rubbed your arm in a comforting manner. he made you feel so loved with just small and tender touches.

“you would?” you whispered, finally looking up at him.

mark wiped your tears with the back of his index finger, a love foolish smile illuminating his face. “of course i would. let me see your notebook, we’ll start with the basics.”

that was the conversation you guys had a few weeks ago and since then, mark has never stopped taking some time to help you learn the language little by little.

when the call with his mother ended, you grabbed the platter with the tea mugs, cake and cut up fruits and went to sit next to him on the couch.

“how’s your family?” you asked as you handed his tea mug over to him.

“thanks babe,” mark sat up straight and quickly took the cup from your hands, giving you a quick peck on the lips as a thank you before he answered your question. “they’re doing good, they’re on a vacation in gangwon right now.” he talked before taking a sip.

“really? it’s cold right now to be in a beach area,” you wondered, plopping a strawberry inside your mouth.

“exactly,” mark swallowed his cake bite, “their plan was to see the snow on the beach.” his eyes traveled up to give you an encouraging look, the words being something you knew the translation to them in korean.

you quickly understood your assignment. “해변에 눈 (haebyeon-ae noon),” you smiled as you answered confidently.

“good job, babe,” he scrunched his nose at you, following it by a bright smile. “let’s see if you can translate another word, how about that?”

“mark, this is supposed to be your rest day,” you laughed, leaning on his shoulder.

“i am resting,” he reassured, his hand reaching out to secure your head on his shoulder when you wanted to pull away from his body. this little action was enough to send your heart into a frenzy of heartbeats and butterflies.

“mmm,” mark hummed, the vibrations of his voice spreading throughout your body and making you feel at ease. “if you could tell me what we’re doing right now, in korean, i’ll reward you with something.”

“what would that be?” you asked, wittingly.

“the reward?”

you hummed as a yes.

“i’ll let you know when you give an answer, and it needs to be right.”

“mark,” you whined. “that’s unfair!”

“how would that be unfair babe,” mark laughed, his body rocking along yours. “i know you can do it, come on.”

“uhmm, right now we are…” you started thinking, the words coming inside your brain in english first. “drinking tea?”

“yes…in korean?” mark encouraged you to continue.

“지금…“

”ooooohhhhh,” mark reacted too quickly, rubbing your arm and tapping on it encouragingly, already being impressed by you translating one of the most basic words in korean. you were so proud and so happy that he easily made you feel so confident.

“차를 마셔요 (cha-reul masheoyeo)” you articulated slowly, still very much unsure of your translation skills.

“very good baby,” mark pecked your temple. “but what did we learn about actions that are currently happening in time? right now it’s like you said “we drink tea” but there’s a specific way to say “we’re drinking tea”, you remember?”

you hummed in question again. “마시고 있어요 (mashigo isseoyeo)?”

“very good job baby!” mark ruffled your hair and engulfed you in a big hug, pressing your face in his chest. he was very happy and excited that you got it right.

you were happy as well and you started giggling out of nowhere. “let’s do something else.”

“oooohhhh we’re confident now, are we?” he joked which made you slap his chest gently.

“you told me there was a reward, so i’m all in or nothing.”

“okay,” mark chuckled, scratching his chin. “how would you say that the weather is cold outside and you just wanna chill with your talented and handsome boyfriend?”

“that’s intermediate level mark, i’m still a beginner.”

“come on babe, i know you can do it.” he made you pull away from his chest and positioned you to be sitting in front of him on the couch. he stretched his legs in a way that you would be sitting between them before he wrapped them behind your back and pulled you closer to his body.

the heat raised to your ear at his swift movement and the proximity of his body made your heart beat like crazy. mark’s hands reached for your thighs and spread them so he could be positioned in the middle of them as well, before helping you wrap them around his waist.

inside your head, you just tried to control your breathing. your brain felt mushy, thoughts evaporating while your ears buzzed with exhilaration. your pupils dilated as you fixated mark’s face, your gaze zeroing on the mole on his face to avoid looking directly into his eyes.

“babe?” he tapped on your cheek and chuckled when he saw your flustered state. “you’re zoning out, there’s a reward remember?”

“yeah…yes! the reward,” you laughed nervously, wondering what the reward would be. you were already trembling and your heart was palpitating with mark’s face being so close to yours, you could feel his breath fanning over your skin.

“okay, let’s start with translating “the weather is cold outside” first, then we’ll go from there.” he guided you.

you nodded, clearing your throat. mark’s hands rubbed your knees, massaging all over the area to help you relax and concentrate but you were failing miserably as the only thing you could think of was how he was touching you.

you felt so bad ruining such a wholesome moment with your intrusive thoughts but you were just so in love with mark that every little touch still made you feel all giddy.

you bit your lip, inhaling deeply from your nose.

“don’t be nervous,” mark whispered, nodding his head to encourage you to speak.

“추워 (chuweo)…”

“come on babe, give me a full sentence.” he smiled but you just couldn’t get your brain to function properly, you could neither return the smile nor think of what to say. “what did we say about the weather? you learned this word not long ago.”

“i know it starts with an “N”…” you mumbled, your eyes looking everywhere.

“right!” he exclaimed, leaning in to give you a small kiss on the cheek. “here’s a small reward for remembering the start of the word.”

your heart was going to burst out of your chest at how kind and patient mark was with you. and you tried so hard to get the sentence right so you could see his proud smile blooming on his face again.

“날씨가 추워요 (nalssi-ga chuwoyeo)-“you stopped before he could react, “mark i don’t know how to say outside in korean,” you pouted, looking down at your fiddling fingers.

“it’s okay baby, you’re doing so good already.” he ruffled your hair again before noticing your fiddling fingers. he placed his palms on your hand in a calming manner. “in korean it’s okay to drop the word outside in a sentence, just saying the weather is cold (날씨가 추워요) is enough. but in case you want to use it in a sentence in the future, outside is 밖 (bakk). if you want to use it, you need to pair it with 에 (e) or 은 (eun), depends on the sentence.”

you listened carefully to his explanation, while playing with his fingers instead of fiddling with yours.

“so the full sentence would be 밖은 날씨가 추워요 (bakk-eun nalssoga chuwoyeo)?”

“exactly! good job baby,” mark clapped as he saw the relieved smile appear on your face. “now for the second part of the sentence.”

“what was it again? the second sentence?” you sheepishly asked, laughing nervously.

mark raised his eyebrow at you, a poor attempt at flirting with you and you laughed so hard at that. he started leaning closer to you, with his eyebrow still raised. you tried to stop him from getting closer by putting your hands on his shoulders, both of you laughing so hard at each other.

“mark what are you doing?” you asked through the fit of laughter that was going on between you. mark bit his lip, exaggerating his flirtatious action.

“maaaark,” you whined. “stop!” your stomach hurt from how hard you were laughing and he was laughing just as hard as you.

“okay okay,” he surrendered, raising his hands in defeat. “the sentence was “i just want to chill with my talented and handsome boyfriend” now come on.”

“is talented and handsome mandatory?” you laughed, rolling your eyes jokingly.

“of course! if you want to learn korean, you need to know the right words to compliment me with,” he tilted his head to the side, his long fringe draping over his round eyes, “or nah?” he whispered the last word, his voice going an octave deeper.

you cleared your throat. “right, of course, but i only know handsome in korean.”

“mmhm,” mark hummed, squinting his eyes. “that’s not bad already. you know what, skip talented, let’s leave it for a later session, how about that?”

you laughed at his attempts at flirting with you. he was just so cute and so effortlessly attractive with just acting boyish and love foolish. and you loved him just the way he was. you loved his nervousness and you loved the way he would stumble upon his own words sometimes. but most of all, you loved how he always made sure to show you how much he loved you and how much you meant to him. with his encouragement and kind words always warming your heart, you were certain that your heart was in good hands.

you loved him openly and without any restraints. never once being afraid of him breaking your heart. and you promised to be just as good with him as he was with you.

without realizing it, you leaned closer to his cheek where you placed a soft kiss on his skin. and he gave you a questioning look. “thank you for being patient with me mark.”

he smiled as a response. “of course babe.” he rubbed your hand with his thumb before nudging you to continue your assignment.

“okay, so… we said 밖은 날씨가 추워요, now we’re gonna say…잘 생긴 남자 친구와 (jalsaeng-in namjachingu-wa) chill…how do we say chill in korean?”

“just go with chill, that’s alright.” mark smiled.

“okay,” you nodded. “잘 생긴 남자 친구와 chill하고 싶어요 (jalsaeng-in namjachingu-wa chill-hago sipeoyo).”

“perfect!” mark smiled so bright, squeezing your cheeks between his palms until your lips pouted. “that’s my girl,” he whispered before leaning closer to you and kissing you softly on the lips.

your breath hitched inside your throat, and mark noticed it and tried to calm you down and help you get into the kiss by playing with the hair on your nape. he smiled into your lips when you started kissing him back, sneaking your hands around his waist. eagerly, mark brushed his hands down your back before clutching on your thighs and helping you sit on his lap, without breaking the kiss.

“you did so good today you deserve to be kissed until you lose your breath.” mark whispered, his soft breath numbing your puffy lips, making them feel tingly and itching for another kiss.

“is that my reward?” you breathlessly asked, wrapping your arms around his neck, your nose brushing over his.

“you don’t like it?” he looked up at you with hooded eyes. he looked worried, and you played with his neck to show him just how much you loved to be kissed by him.

“i love it!” you breathed out, finally crashing your lips on his, making him emit a low hum from his throat.

did someone say you prepared some cut up fruits for the both of you to enjoy on his rest day? those didn’t even compare to the plenty of kisses you guys were going to give each other.

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minimultiestfandoms · 2 years

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Kim Jungwoo As A Wendigo!

Warnings: blood, cannibalism, family loss, slight depression

Authors note: this is for my nct 2020 Halloween collab series which didn’t really get finished, I decided to do how you met Wendigo Jungwoo- if you guys want to write any of the open slots please pm me!! And go read the other writers works too!! :) 💗

Requested: No *not proofread!*

We all already know Jungwoo loves to eat.

That’s his hobby bruh.

When Jungwoo and his family rented a private lodge up in the mountains, they had a lot of fun.

That is until a major snow storm hit the lodge and Jungwoo and his family were stuck in the cabin with no way out, for 2 weeks they were stuck in the cabin at the lodge.

Jungwoo’s parents made sure to feed Jungwoo and his older sister that they could while their food lasted.

Soon enough the generator for the lodge shut down, meaning their was no heat or utilities they could possibly use, the food that was once in the fridge now rotten from not getting the amount of cold it need.

Him and his family slowly counted down the days till they would meet their end, knowing they couldn’t get in contact with anyone outside of the lodge.

Jungwoo’s family started to get greedy and eat up the food for themselves, Jungwoo let as he already had lost hope.

A week later Jungwoo Ahmad gotten more skinny and started to become mentally ill, his brain started to speak to him.

“Why suffer when you have a whole meal in front you, you have suffer enough, hunger, pain, loneliness, you’re family only cares for their selves, yet you let them kill you slowly” the person in his head spoke to him.

“No shut up, my family cares about me, they are starving just like me” Jungwoo spoke.

“Are you sure they aren’t keeping secrets from you?, letting you starve on purpose, to kill off another waste of space in their life” it spoke.

“SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP?!” He yells, his family looking at him with disgust, like he was a psycho.

“What’s wrong with you psycho?!” His sister yelled back at him.

He frowned and went upstairs to his room locking the door and hiding under his blanket, shaking and crying.

Loud screams and noises invade his head, he cried more as he felt screams and hoot ivade all his once peaceful full thoughts.

But then silence was heard, he stoped his crying, and left his room.

His ear not hearing noises and his mouth not saying a word.

His brain took over control of his body, him no longer in control, all he knew was when he gained his Conscious back, his hands were bloody and his family was dead, ripped to shreds.

His Stomach felt sick and he thrower up crying and hitting himself, he cried in the mirror shouting at himself, he saw his own demon in the mirror taking back to him.

“You were starving and now you’re not, you gave in to my deal, now you deal with the consequences, I am apart of you now, you will feast on flesh and become one with me” it spoke.

Jungwoo started to change, the taste of flesh started to taste sweet and he started getting used to eating the prey at the lodge whenever visitors came, soon enough the lodge was shut down by the city for the many murders, nobody went near the lodge, leaving Jungwoo starving.

Until a group of men, broke in chasing a (insert gender), they looked extremely scared as they were chased.

The moment he saw them he felt his heart beat, something that has not happened in 2 years.

He knew something was wrong and slowly shifted to his Wendigo form.

Bones cracking and stretching, teeth growing long and sharp, his once human hands now had became claw.

He rushed out the cabin and followed the group of humans.

He watched over the rocks as the men cornered the H/C (insert pronoun), they looked at the men cornering them worried and starts to yell.

“LEAVE ME ALONE, PLEASE?!, I-I DONT WANT TO HURT YOU?!”

“Haha what are you going to do eat us alive, I mean you could give us head hahaha, why don’t you just except that you’re not going anywhere” one of the three men said

“Yeah, one blow wouldn’t hurt would it?” Another one of the men chuckles darkly

Jungwoo growled in his spot, his inner demon spoke to him into his brain.

“What are you doing go and eat them all we haven’t feasted in 2 years?!” It Spoke.

Jungwoo nodded and ran past the trees, branches cracking and spooking the 4 humans.

“What the fuck was that?” The third man said.

“I don’t know, let’s just take them and go?!” The first man said.

“N-no?!” The H/C (insert pronoun) screamed.

The three men grab onto the what seemed to be weak human.

As the human scream and fought back , surprising Jungwoo at how strong they were.

The what seemed weak human kicked tone of the men in the dick and ran, they then turned around and pulled out a pocket knife, trying to defend themselve.

Jungwoo sat amused at the humans will to survive, even his demon was shocked at the humans will.

The two men ran toward the S/C Human and tried to attack them.

Only for the S/C human to stab the man coming at them, the other man scared as he saw the human stab his friend relentlessly over and over again, the man go angry and pined the H/C human on the ground.

Jungwoo growled, his heart beating fast and hard that it started to hurt him, his stomach started to growl as well at the smell of the man who had been stabbed.

Jungwo came out of the rocks/trees? And jumped on the man attacking the S/C human, the man screams in pain and started to bleed like his friend, Jungwoo fought all of the three men and now they were laying their dead.

Jungwoo stared back at the stunning human that was staring at him with a shocked face, he started to feel insecure and turns about to run away, assuming that the human would probably run away and leave the lodge and that he could come back for his food.

Just as he turned, the human spoke “a-wait?!, please, l-look I don’t know what y-you are but thank you, p-please let me help you, you’re injured” the human pouted at him.

His heart speed up and he grabbed his heart at the feeling, he nodded slowly and carried the also injured human all the way back up to the cabin him and his family once owned.

It was only then that Jungwoo noticed how injured he actually was, just as the entered inside he had passed out blank cold.

The human worried and started to lift the creature over to the couch, struggling a bit but making it.

They go to look for a med kit and finds one in the bathroom, they fix themselves up quickly and come back down with the kit going to the couch, staring at the creature that had just saved them.

They noticed that it’s body was started to change form and started to freak out.

“Oh my god, oh my god, why is its body changing? what do I do?”

When they turned back to the look at the creature, their face switched from worry to confusion and shock.

The council where once a creature layer, now had a human laying in its place, his shirt and pants slightly rips, like it had been stretched, and scars and wounds on display.

Y/N started to freak out and started to aid the hurt man.

Once finished Y/N found a blanket and placed it on the man, they saw some fire wood outside and brought it inside and starting a fire in the fireplace that had been in front of the couch the man was lying in, Y/N began to feel like they were crazy or dreaming, desired to sit near the fire on the mini couch by the fireplace.

Eventually after he woke up he explained everything to you and that you should leave, but you somehow felt the need to pay this man back and to learn more about him, plus it wasn’t like you had a home to go back to.

You two talked for hours to each other and ended up learning about each other.

You promised him you would feed him if in return he let you stay with him and learn about him and try to break his curse.

Jungwoo felt his heart flutter when you told him you would help him and that’s when he knew he had to keep you near him, and so he did.

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shwazzberryswriting · 2 years

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Playing With Fire

Pairing: Jaehyun x Femme Reader

Genre: Alternate Universe - Non-Idol NCT/Firefighter NCT Universe, Friends to Lover, Mutual Pining, Light Angst, Fluff, One Shot

Summary: There are challenges to spending an evening with the hottest firefighter from the NCT Fire Department, Jeong Jaehyun

Word count: 9.3k

Rating/Warnings: Mature/Not Beta Read, Cigarette Smoking, Alcohol Consumption, Marijuana Use (Mentioned), Kissing, Explicit Sexual Content: Rough Sex, Impact Play, Brat Taming, Choking, Vaginal Fingering, Penis in Vagina Sex, Blow Jobs, Body Worship, Protected Sex, Aftercare, Praising, Cum Swallowing, Dom/Sub

Minors DNI! 18+ ONLY

Author’s Note: Prompted from an Ask. Thank you for the request OP Nonny! I can go on a ramble about this fic. 🥰 All I will say is, I have no idea what it was about this prompt and the ideas that came...but it all led to this fic, and I really, really hope you will enjoy this fic!!🥺💚 It was so much fun to write. Thank you as always for reading!!!💗

Apologies in advance for any mistakes, shortcomings or messing up OP's fantasy

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Song Rec: "Just My Imagination" by The Temptations 🍑

* His lips were flushed. Pressing the brown end of the cigarette into his mouth, Jaehyun’s eyes were fixed on the flame from his lighter. His porcelain cheeks hollowed, lips pursing, as he inhaled, lighting up his cigarette. Her throat was dry and her cheeks were burning up, eyes unable to leave the firefighter seated across from her.

He was Mr. May in the newest NCT Fire Department Pin-Up calendars. She was reminded of his oiled up chest when his collarbone peeked out from the stretched neck of his NCTFD shirt. He ran his free hand through his hair, the wavy locks bouncing over his forehead as they fell back into place. Try as she might to forget about the image, it was all she could think about.

Jaehyun had been running one hand through his hair in his pin-up picture. He’d been topless; chest, abs and arms oiled up, glistening in his brightly lit picture. The cool sky blue background contrasted with his hot pose. Wearing red rubber boots with black fireproof pants, he stood with his legs wide open, cocking his head to one side. The thick yellow straps hung down at his hips, tugging his loose waistband low enough to show off the lines at his pelvis.

Inguinal Crease

Jungwoo had informed her that the lines on Jaehyun’s hips, the sexy “V” cut that attracted her eyes to his body instantly, had an official term. Though she’d denied staring that hard at Jaehyun during his shoot, if anyone were to ask her about the day she would have to lie about remembering much else from the photoshoot.

Seeing smoke escape his lips, she blinked a few times, trying to be rid of Mr. May. Picking up her pint of beer, she drank as the table became hazy, smoke billowing out from Jaehyun’s lips. The tip of his tongue swiped his lower lip, sending heat down her stomach. The smoky sweetness of the tobacco tickled her nose. She touched the tip of her nose to stop herself from sneezing. His eyes narrowed into tiny slits as he took another drag from his cigarette, resting his back into his seat.

“How’s your evening?” he asked, his voice smooth, calm. White clouds curled out of the corners of his lips as he shut his mouth. Licking her lips, they tingled as she wondered if his lips would taste like beer or like tobacco. Jaehyun pulled the glass ashtray at the center of the table toward his side, tapping the cigarette against it. His eyes reflected the orange blaze from the end of his cigarette as he took another long drag. Holding his breath as he set the cigarette down on the ashtray, his lips thinned. A moment later, he turned his head to his left, blowing out smoke, making sure not to direct it toward her. Some of it still made it to her, absorbing into her hair and dress.

“Good.” She drained her pint, the cold beer relieving her throat’s irritation. She set her phone down beside the ketchup and hand sanitizer. The battery was at 2%, forcing her to give him company. “I know Taeyong told me to relax, but technically I’m working on the clock. I should stop drinking, right?”

Her phone’s desperate state was a good excuse to call it a night. Two drinks was the polite amount to drink, especially if she wanted to come off professional. She had to wait for Taeyong to return to get his permission to leave, though.

“Right?” She’d been waiting for him to respond, but he’d simply rolled his cigarette between his fingers as he slowly blew out a stream of smoke. “What do you mean?” He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table, his shoulders hunching over.

“Do you ever listen to me?” She pushed her empty pint toward the center of the table, next to his empty pint. “I’m still working, so I should stop at two drinks, right?”

“Drink as much as you want. The bill comes out of your boss’s company’s pocket, use up that corporate cash. I think Taeyong invented the budget manager role for you tonight.” “Why would he do that?”

“Because the last time he invited you to come out for drinks with us you went home.”

She sat up straight, watching Jaehyun raise his hand, calling out to a waiter. Her cheeks flushed, admiring the way his Adam’s apple bounced as he talked. Lights from above reflected into his eyes as he laughed, motioning with his left hand, inviting their waiter to come to their table.

Weeks ago, Taeyong had asked her if she wanted to go out and celebrate one of the NCTFD member’s birthdays, but she’d declined. Her excuse had been because she didn’t want to intrude upon their private celebrations. But she’d been afraid of Jaehyun.

She still was.

“Do you want anything?” he asked. “I got us each a pint of beer. Jungwoo wants chicken tenders and hot dogs.”

“More beer?” His dimples appeared as he chuckled, nodding. She smiled, feeling tension loosen in her chest as her body warmed up. His disarming smile was working because of the beer. It had to be the beer. “Where did everyone go?”

She looked around the crowded bar. She and Jaehyun were seated at the left side of the bar, where three long tables were lined up together. There were 23 NCTFD members celebrating with their supporters, it was the only way for all of them to be seated together. And, it allowed for easy fan interaction. It was rare for them (especially Doyoung) not to be surrounded by the MILF Brigade, a local fanclub.

The self-titled MILF Brigade had been created by a group of housewives who knew how to market the NCTFD calendars. Not all members were mothers, wives or women, but they were enthusiastic in their thirsty support of NCTFD. Many MILF Brigade members often showed up to NCTFD’s chosen hangout bar, The Cherry Bomb.

Jaehyun shrugged as he finished scoping the place out. He snuffed out the cigarette, blowing out a thick cloud of smoke. As he glanced over his shoulder, she poked her finger at her phone.

Was he avoiding eye contact with her?

“Thanks, man,” Jaehyun said, grinning at their waiter. He pushed a plate of thick cut potato fries toward her before giving her the first two pints of beer. “Come on, you wanted more beer, you have to find space for another two pints. You have to work for your beer.”

She laughed, setting the pints down to her left. When their table was filled with fried bar food and a couple dozen pints of beer, she looked around for their friends again. Nothing but strangers, not even a MILF Brigade member was around.

“Did you really order a banana milkshake?” she asked, pointing to a long necked stainless steel cup. It sat beside his slice of pizza, loaded with green and red peppers over thick pepperoni slices.

She snorted into her pint, noticing the tips of his ears turn pink. He threw his hand up to his mouth, dimples deepening as he laughed, pointing at the beer foam that flew into her face. Eyes shut, she brushed the sticky foam off her forehead and nose with a napkin, feeling her face flush. She blew her tendrils out of her eyes as she opened them, taking a long drink of beer.

“Banana milkshakes are good.” The lines at the corners of his eyes remained as he took a sip from his straw. “You’re free to drink some if you want.”

She bit into the thick steak fry in her hand. Salt melted onto her tongue as oil glided over her taste buds. The inside of the fried potato was mushy, while the outside had enough crisp to crunch in her mouth, the perfect fried potato. It paired well with beer.

“I can’t imagine drinking a milkshake along with beer.”

“What’s wrong with that?”

“I worry about throwing up. Milk being regurgitated? Are you kidding me?”

He laughed, leaning back. Mouth wide open, eyes crinkling up, low belly guffaws.

“You don’t have to get so drunk that you’re throwing up. Unless that’s how you drink?”

“Ha ha, finish your pizza.”

He grinned as he chewed, making his dimples bounce as he watched her drink another pint. It took everything in her not to lean over the table and grab him by the front of his shirt. Kiss him until she was breathing smoke out of her lips. It scared her how much she enjoyed being with him. Eyes fixed on her plate of fries, she ate silently with her special concoction of ketchup, mayo and honey mustard. She was afraid to look into his eyes.

It was that damned night they went to karaoke to cheer up Xiaojun, who had just been dumped. She’d gotten high with Mark and Jaehyun, and Mark had dared them to sing a duet together. In the middle of singing their duet, staring into his eyes, she’d realized that she got along so well with Jaehyun because she liked him and almost cried. She’d warbled through the ending, but Jaehyun’s sweet, smooth voice saved them, winning them the prize of “Best Duet”.

“Yo! Thanks for the food!” Mark’s voice always arrived before he did. Eyes red, the left corner of his lips raised, Mark slumped into the chair beside Jaehyun. “Yo, why do we have, like, 30 cups of beer?”

“We haven’t toasted,” Jaehyun said, pushing his half empty plate of loaded nachos toward Mark. “Once I finally got the order in you all ran off.”

“Sorry. I had to go use the bathroom.”

“Yeah, I can smell your bathroom break, man.”

She snorted. Amongst the tobacco smoke, food and liquor, Mark’s marijuana stench was infiltrating her nose too. The pungent floral scent, a specific stench from Mark’s homegrown plants, both delighted and disgusted her. Being high with Mark often came with a lot of laughs, but the last time she’d gotten high she ended her night crying over Jaehyun.

“Finally! Food!” Jungwoo slid into the chair to her right. He reached over to pinch Mark’s cheek. Mark pinched Jungwoo’s cheek in return as they laughed together. “When are we going to toast, man? I’m starving!” “You all ran off.” Jaehyun had downed a pint of beer somewhere between Mark arriving and Jungwoo arriving. “Let’s get to it or I’m drinking every fucking pint, man.”

“Me too!” She picked up her second pint and clinked it against Jaehyun’s.

“Sorry!” Taeyong arrived with a handful of the NCTFD members talking loudly behind him. “We took pictures with the MILF Brigade!”

“Thanks, man,” Jaehyun said, picking up a pint to hand to Taeyong. “You always manage to negotiate with them.” “Come on!” Haechan said, sitting beside Mark. “They support us! It was kind of them to agree to the photos and give us privacy!”

“Clean your hands first!” Taeyong hollered as Mark and Jungwoo were about to pick up some food.

“Shit, yeah.” Mark, in his haste, knocked Jaehyun’s milkshake over as he reached for the hand sanitizer. “Holy shit!”

The silver cup tipped forward directly over her phone. The pale yellow milkshake splashed against the table. The cup rolled over toward Jaehyun’s side of the table. She flinched as she felt thick droplets hit her face. She stood, her heart beating fast.

“Fuck!” Jaehyun's outburst surprised her.

She looked up to see Jaehyun and Jungwoo also standing on their feet. Both men had their eyes wide open, hands up in the air. Jungwoo’s clothes were dry, but the spot he’d just been seated at had the milkshake dripping down the edge of the table. Jaehyun was not spared. At the front of his dark denim jeans, the milkshake stain was all over his crotch and dripping down the left side of his thigh.

Everyone paused.

Taeyong pointed to Jaehyun’s giant come-like stain, and gave out a loud belly laugh. Eyes shut tight, mouth wide open, he looked to be in pain as he laughed. Mark and Haechan burst out into belly laughs. More NCTFD members arrived and in a matter of seconds the bar erupted into uproarious laughter. The tips of Jaehyun’s ears were beet red, and she picked up her milkshake covered phone, holding it out at an arm’s distance.

Jaehyun walked past Mark, and she followed him, grabbing her things. Seeing that he was heading to the restrooms, she continued to follow him. They parted ways when he walked into the Men’s restroom and she to the Women’s.

She didn’t have much hope for her phone after wiping it clean. The milkshake had seeped inside her phone, and she couldn’t rinse it out. Covering it in a few layers of paper towels, she put it into her purse before leaving the restroom.

“Get some shots with me,” Jaehyun said when she’d exited the restroom. His pants had recovered well, but the dim lighting of the bar likely hid the damage leftover. “I need it, and so do you.”

“I think my phone is dead. Like, dead dead.”

“All shots on me. It was my milkshake.”

Gripping onto the straps of her purse, she nodded, letting him lead her to the bar at the back. Hiding from the rest of NCTFD, they found a quiet corner, sitting on the soft wooden stools. The bartender left them alone with a bottle of Grey Goose to attend to more demanding guests.

“To my ruined phone.” She held up her cold shot glass up to her eye level.

“To my ruined image.”

He clinked his shot glass against hers before throwing his head back, shot glass against his lips. Slamming the shot glass onto the counter, he groaned with close lips before pouring himself another shot. He drank it immediately before pouring himself another, lips shut tight. His Adam’s apple bounced up and down as he swallowed. His neck was long, thick, tempting.

She closed her eyes as she tilted her head back, shot glass pressed against her lips. The cold liquid burned her throat. Licking up the droplets of vodka off her lips, she set her shot glass down onto the counter, eyes on her hands.

“Throw it down.” He poured her another full glass. “It needs to smack the bar counter.”

“Why?”

“Because, that’s how you get aggression out.”

“Soft voice, rough hands.”

The tips of his ears turned pink. She sucked onto her bottom lip, looking down at the water rings their shot glasses had created. It was worse knowing that he heard her, as if it wasn’t embarrassing enough having spoken her thoughts aloud.

He poured himself another shot. Their eyes met, and the apples of his cheeks were dotted with pink spots. His dimples appeared as they picked up their shots, clinking the shot glasses together. Silently, they drank together, and she shook the counter with him as they slammed their glasses onto the counter.

“Hey! Stop it!” the bartender shouted from the other end of the bar. “Jae, I’ll toss you out. I’m serious.”

“We’re on our way out,” he said, raising his hand. “Thanks for everything.”

“I’m fucked,” she said, placing her’s purse strap over her shoulder. “My phone’s dead. How am I supposed to get home?” “I’ll fetch us an Uber. It’s not a big deal.”

“Thanks.”

The summer night air was so humid her loose tendrils clung to the back of her neck the moment she was outside. They waited for their ride across the street from the bar, under the lamp beside the closed donut shop. The shop gave NCTFD 20% discounts in appreciation of the work they provided to the community.

Jaehyun had taken a cigarette out with his black plastic lighter. Loose tendrils fell over his forehead as he tilted his head to light his cigarette. Seeing his lips wrapped around the cigarette, his cheeks hollowing, she wanted him between her legs with the same sort of focus.

Her body flaring up in heat and adrenaline, she looked away. Crossing her arms over chest, she didn’t want to think about Mr. May with the oily body and perfect inguinal crease. She’d managed to make things awkward between them and she didn’t have a phone to distract her as they waited for their ride.

“Can I have a smoke?” she asked, turning to face him. “Just a few puffs, I swear.”

“I didn’t know you smoke.”

Their fingers touched and she fought the urge to fall into his arms. The warmth of his touch sent heat to her nipples. She hummed with her mouth shut, trying to disguise her pitiful moan as she began clearing her throat, pressing the cigarette against her lips.

The smoke glided against her tongue, gently burning down her throat and tickling her sinuses as she inhaled. Holding her arm up, wrist snapped back with her fingers curled over her palm, she had the cigarette between her index and middle fingers. The warming, rushing sensation of tobacco and nicotine swam up to her head and through her lungs.

“I smoke occasionally.” She took another drag, the earthy smoky flavor filling her senses. “Is it a bad idea to ask Mark for a joint?”

“You like Mark?”

She coughed, spitting out puffs of smoke through her mouth and nose, dropping the cigarette. He guffawed, stepping over to rest his hand on her shoulder.

“Mark?! What makes you think I like Mark?”

“I thought you said you’d never get high again after we sang-”

“-Fuck! I did say that!”

She clapped her hand over mouth, eyes wide. Turning her back to Jaehyun, she saw red as her vision blurred and the ground felt like it had turned into the ocean as her legs shook. Hand planted against the glass window, her chest felt heavy and her knees ached.

She’d felt something deep inside of her when they’d sung their duet. When he’d reached out and held her hand for the second half of the song, that had been when she was too high and drunk to hold back her true feelings.

Their duet had aligned them together so well she didn’t want to leave his side. Being with Jaehyun was a harmonious existence and that feeling had been kept at an arm’s length for weeks. But with liquor flowing through her body and Jaehyun so close, it was coming closer and closer, ready to break.

“For what it’s worth,” she heard Jaehyun say, her eyes fixed on her shoes, “I think you have a lovely voice.”

Swallowing air, she shut her eyes. It was his kindness under all that aloofness and snark that really got to her. Her chest felt tight, like her body couldn’t contain her heart anymore. Fingers gripping onto her arms, her mind spun as her body was too hot for comfort. Trying to focus on her breathing, in through her nose and out through her mouth, she wanted to be rid of the half formed, contrasting thoughts about the possibilities between them.

“Thank you.”

She turned around, arms remaining crossed over her chest. He was snuffing the cigarette out against the concrete with the bottom of his shoe. Hands in his front pockets, his eyes were hidden under his curtain of hair before he shook his hair out his eyes. Looking at her for three solid seconds, a smile broke out, his teeth shining under the lamp.

“You’ve got milkshake stains.” He blew raspberries before laughing, hands over his stomach. “On your face.”

“You only noticed now?” Her body flared in mortification, heat rushing into her ears. She dug her hand into her purse, fishing for her compact mirror.

“Let me help,” he said, clearing his throat, cutting off his guffaws.

She froze, feeling nothing but the heat from his hands holding her cheeks, hearing nothing but the slow inhale through her nose. As his face came close, she shut her eyes, feeling his wet lips over her right cheek. Tongue swiping near her left jawline. A kiss at the tip of her nose.

“Jaehyun.” She uncrossed her arms to touch his chest, feeling the ground turn into ocean waves again.

He stepped back, releasing her right arm, gliding his touch down her left. Their eyes met. His cheeks were flushed, his gaze soft, eyes hooded. She wasn’t ready to leave his touch.

The bright headlights from a SUV grabbed her attention. His hold on her arm remained as they slowly walked over to their Uber ride. The stroke of his thumb on the back of her palm sent a shiver up her back.

She was silent as she buckled up, looking at him. Heat rushed up her face as she caught Jaehyun’s eyes drifting down and up her body. The tips of his ears flushed when she captured his gaze.

“Should we clean up at my place?” she asked, her heart beating loudly in her ears.

His dimples deepened as he grinned, nodding. Her cheeks burned as he hooked his index and middle fingers over hers, pulling her arm toward him. Throwing her head back, she laughed, the vodka flooding her thoughts.

When they exited the car, Jaehyun wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back to his front, letting her lead them to her place. The tobacco smoke blended with banana and vanilla in a surprisingly pleasant scent, though she preferred the floral oaky musk he emitted when his lips touched her neck.

His radiating warmth was burning her up, and she breathed out his name into the air. They were just a few steps away from her front door. He groaned into her neck, his vocal cords reverberating into her back, heating up her breasts and core.

“If I could fuck you right now-,” right arm around her waist, his left hand grabbed her wrist to throw her arm against the side of the house, pinning her body against the wall with his, “-but only if you say yes.”

Eyes shut tight, she took in a slow breath, savoring the stinging of his hold on her wrist. The pressure of his body over hers, her breasts pressed against the wall, sent heat rushing up and down her body. She wanted him to fuck her right then and there.

“We’re supposed to clean up,” she breathed out softly. He released her immediately, his eyes wide when she turned around. Taking his hand, she raised it to her lips, reassuring him with a kiss on his knuckles.

They entered her house quietly, the lamp at the front door providing them with enough light to move around. Jaehyun sat at the foot of her stairs to take his shoes off as she locked up. Kicking off her shoes, she watched him slip his socks off, fumbling fingers trying to stuff his socks into his sneakers. The moment she stood before him, he kicked his shoes aside and stood.

Hands grabbing his neck, she pulled him to her, and their lips met. As his lips touched hers she opened her mouth to capture his. Inhaling, her clit twitched as his sweet, smoky musk enveloped her entire body. Her tongue swiped his lips as she deepened her kisses. His tongue pushed against hers, and she moaned. He swirled his tongue around her mouth, flicking her tongue before capturing her top lip between his lips. Shifting his head to the other side, he kissed her bottom lip.

“You taste so sweet,” she breathed out, thumb pressing against his lips to stop him from continuing the kisses.

Her body lit up as he opened his mouth, tongue pushing against the pad of her thumb. His thumb pushed into her mouth as he sucked on hers. Humming, she swiped her tongue in and out gently before sucking in. Saliva was building fast as the taste of his metallically, salty thumb filled her mouth.

“What do you want to do?” he asked, pulling her thumb out of his mouth, his free hand caressing her hip. He swiped his saliva covered thumb along her bottom lip, retrieving it from her mouth.

“I want us to have sex,” she replied. The corners of his eyes crinkled, and he gave a low guffaw. Her face prickled with heat and she looked away, embarrassed. She pushed against his chest when he tried pulling her in for a kiss. “Do you listen to me?”

“I hear you. You want us to have sex.” He guffawed. Her face flared with heat again. She pushed him again, forcing him to break their embrace. “I’m sorry. Your directness is sweet.”

The back of his knuckles traced across the low cut of her dress’s neckline, lighting up her chest. Her hands were rubbing his stomach, wanting to feel his abs. Fisting the fabric at his stomach into her hands, she wanted the shirt gone.

“Jaehyun,” she panted, her eyes closing as his lips landed on her neck.

She wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling him to her. He groped her ass, lips pressing against her neck. His teeth and lips pinched her skin as she drew circles into his back with the tips of her fingers. Heat bubbled into her core as she felt his cock warm and stiffen against her.

“How do you want it?” Both hands cupped her face, his thumbs caressing her cheeks. “I don’t want to scare you like I did outside.”

Her heart was beating so fast her whole body throbbed. His eyes were searching her face, lips parted and damp. The slightest crease between his eyebrows formed.

“I don’t want to be seen by my neighbors,” she said, her chest shaking as she gave a chuckle. “I like it rough, Jaehyun. Why do you think I like you so much? Because your praises mean more to me than anyone else’s? It’s because you’re a strong, arrogant firefighter, Mr. May.”

“‘Strong and arrogant.’” He chuckled low, the tips of his ears flushed as he looked away. “Who knew you were such a dirty slut?” Adrenaline raced up her spine, sending chills down her front as Jaehyun grabbed her ass and pulled her body tight against his. Left hand touching her chin he planted a soft kiss on her lips. “Tell me to stop and I will stop right away, OK?” “Yes, got it.” Her hands shook as she raised them to caress his chest. His pecs were firm.

“Don’t try to be brave. If you don’t like it, say stop and I’ll stop. I swear, I’ll stop. I want you to feel good, safe.”

“Got it,” she said, her hands cupping his cheeks. “Thank you for being so clear. I appreciate it.”

She kissed him, hands moving to caress his shoulders. He licked her lips, fingers sending warmth into her as they glided up her back. As he grabbed the back of her neck, she winced at the sting of his fingers digging into her skin. Blood rushed to her nipples, hardening them. Slipping her dress off as soon as she felt him unzip the back of her dress, she fell back into her couch.

Everything spun. She breathed through her mouth, hands planted flat at her sides, feeling for the cushions. Her right leg hung off the edge, the tips of her toes touching the soft carpet. Adrenaline shook her spine as his palms clapped on the inside of her thighs.

“Don’t you fucking close your legs,” he said softly, fingers digging into her skin. The sharp stinging on her left thigh left her as he slid his index and middle finger between her legs, tracing her panty lines. “Peach printed panties? I like that.”

With his lips and nose pressed against her clothed heat, he hummed against her core.

“Jaehyun!”

His hot breath warmed up her folds. The vibrations of his voice shook her insides, shocking her nerves. She propped herself up by pushing her elbows against the cushions, wanting a better view. Eyebrows furrowed, he pressed his nose harder against her folds. He inhaled deeply, sending fire up to her head as her whole body lit up in discomfort.

“Dirty perv,” she breathed out, trying to sit up. Left hand resting against the couch, her right pushed against his shoulder. Inhaling sharply, she winced as he grabbed her wrists, her skin stinging.

“You smell ripe,” he said, moving away from her pussy. Immediately, he pressed his mouth against her core again, humming low, loud and long. His hands kept her wrists resting against the side of her thighs. Hips shaking, heat flooding her head, she could only pull against his hold, focusing on the sweet pain of his grip on her wrists.

“Jaehyun!” Hot tears pooled her eyes, her body burning up. He chuckled into her, his vocal cords turning her on. She arched her back. His lips captured her clothed folds as he planted kisses against her core.

He shifted them around so that she was sitting up on the couch, her legs spread open. He released her arms, fingers immediately hooking onto the waistband of her panties. She wiggled her hips, fingers tugging against his pull. Their eyes met.

“Can you get my panties off?” She licked her lips before pouting. “I won’t make it easy for you…daddy?”

His smile was sweet, his softened gaze drifting down and then up her body slowly. Her back shook as adrenaline rushed through her when their eyes locked.

“Daddy’s for another day. I like you screaming my name, slut.”

“Perv.”

She sniveled, bucking her hips against him as his fingers fisted around the sides of her panties. He grunted as she wiggled her hips, trying to jerk away from his pull, her knees knocking against his shoulders and chest. Hooking his fingers at the waistband on the left side of her hip, he yanked down.

“You’re ruining my lucky panties!”

Jaehyun’s hold on her loosened, lifting his head to look up at her. His lips thinned as the right side his of mouth curved up into a smile, teasing her. Releasing the side of her panties, his index finger glided down to her pelvis, tucking under her panty line as it moved further down her crotch.

“You’re such a dirty perv.” She exhaled loudly, hands trying to grab his wrist. Her fingers stung as he swatted her hands away with the flick of his long fingers.

“I’m not taking your panties off, slut.”

Heat rushed up her back as the pad of his finger pushed against the hood of her clit. Her fists were at her sides as she fought the urge to grab his wrist and shove his hand away. She liked making things hard for him, but she also wanted more of his insatiable touch.

“Look at that sweet pussy getting wet,” he said softly, finger pulling the front of her panties aside. Thumb pressing against her clit, he looked up at her. “Do you like this?”

“Yes, Jaehyun.” She bucked her hips against the push of his thumb. She took a deep inhale as he circled the pad of his thumb furiously against her clit, her insides turning hot. “Jaehyun!”

His touch was gone. Fingers hooked at her hips. He tugged her panties down. She squealed. As she tried reaching for her panties, he tugged them down to her knees before gliding them down her calves and tossing them aside.

Hands under her knees, he pulled her legs wide open, lips kissing the inside of her right thigh. His tongue glided up toward her pelvis before he kissed the inside of her other thigh. She grabbed his hair as his mouth hovered over her slit, tugging his head back.

He groaned, pulling away from her, hands grabbing her wrist. He had the both of them stand before he sat down on the couch, forcing her to lay face down on his lap, positioning her ass against his hand. He palmed the inside of her thigh before moving up to massage her ass.

“Naughty slut.”

Thwack! Thwack!

She shut her eyes as she felt two sharp slaps on her thighs, right below the curves of her ass. The backside of her left thigh flared before her right burned. Her insides shook, making her wetter.

“Think I won’t punish you?”

“Jaehyun!”

His palm slammed against the curve of her left ass cheek. Giving her only two seconds to savor the deep vibrations of the impact, he punished her again. Continually, without a break, he smacked her ass with his massive palm. She yelped, stuttering out his name. Her skin flared up, ready to burst into flames with every impact of his palm on her ass.

“Had enough?” he asked, his voice gentle, flat. She’d lost track of time but her ass felt hot enough to light a cigarette for Jaehyun. Another hard impact hit her stinging skin, making her back arch. “You keep making things hard for me, I’ll throw you down and smack your ass until you can’t sit.”

“Yes, Jaehyun.” She sniffled. His job was to carry people out of buildings during emergencies, she was outmatched.

He grabbed her by her waist, shifting to get off the couch. She yelped with a laugh, feeling her body swing over his shoulder. Grasping the back of his shirt, she tried to push herself up to get out of his hold, but his arm hooked over her waist was steadfast.

Thwack!

Her ass cheek burned and she shut her eyes, savoring the deep vibrations inside. Her head was feeling heavy and she couldn’t tell if her ass was in the air or if he was shifting her upwards. Her mind floated and spun in the air, delaying the pain of Jaehyun throwing her onto her bed. He was pulling her unhooked bra off her shoulders when she hissed at the throbbing sting on her left ass cheek being pressed against the mattress.

“Jaehyun,” she exhaled into the air. His lips were sucking on her nipple, left hand teasing her right breast. The weight of his body over hers made her vibrate from head to toe, his touches tingling her skin.

He planted kisses on her cleavage with his tongue gliding out to taste her skin, making her chest glow. His fingers drew circles down her sides, massaging her hips as his wet kisses landed on the bottom curve of her breasts. When he kissed the underside of her left breast, he licked it before sucking on her skin.

Hands shooting to his head, she entangled her fingers into his damp, silky hair. Her skin was becoming so sensitive, everything Jaehyun did was lighting her whole body up. His teeth tugged at her skin before he sucked hard on it, raking his teeth over the bruise he’d created when he finished marking her. Heat rushed up to her head, tingling her temples.

His kisses traveled down her front, his tongue flicking and pushing into her belly button as the tips of his fingers glided over her thighs. Hooking his hands under her knees, he spread her legs open with his tongue sliding down her stomach. Her muscles felt weak, her thoughts lost in a sea of booze-filled heat. His fingers grazed over the inside of her thighs before a middle finger slid down her slit. He pushed the tip against her entrance, sinking into her folds.

“Naughty slut, you’re so wet.” His voice was barely above a whisper, sending chills across her chest.

He glided his finger up against her slit, pushing against her folds. Eyes still shut, she focused on the heat he created when he slid two fingers up along her slit. Pressing the pads of his fingers against her clitoris, he kissed the inside of her thigh.

“Jaehyun.”

She took in a deep inhale as he began to suck and bite her delicate, barely touched (barely seen) skin. Arms feeling heavy, she released his hair to touch her breasts, her fingers pinching her nipples. He licked the throbbing spot he’d assaulted as he captured her clit between his index and middle fingers.

“Jaehyun!”

She tugged her nipples as he tugged on her clit, sending a sharp jolt into her core. Squeezing her clit between his fingers, shifting them in a scissoring motion, he chuckled. She was panting heavily, bucking her hips against him. Her whole body was on fire.

“You’re so fucking sexy.” He released her clit, stroking the pads of his fingers down her slit. Mouth open, she inhaled deeply as he pushed one finger into her cunt. He pulled out before reentering with two digits, pushing in deeper, making her arch her back as his touch stung like a needle pushing into her skin. “You like it hard like this?” Chest shaking, she exhaled through her mouth. Her hands shot up over her head to grab a pillow. Fingers fisting tightly into the fluffy pillow, she moaned.

“Jaehyun!” His fingers were pushing in and out fast, the sharp heat still hot but the pain twisting into the sweetest ripple of pleasure that rode up her body. “Yes! Jaehyun!”

“Such a slut,” he said softly as his fingers were deep inside of her, rutting furiously like a jackhammer in very shallow motions. “You’d still want me to fuck you until I break your back if I make you come right now. Is that right, slut?”

“Yes, Jaehyun,” she panted, her lower abdomen flaring up and shaking. “I’m your slut.”

His hands were gone, her slick heat gliding down toward her ass and thighs. Breathing heavily, she took a moment to recover, having been so close to her orgasm. Opening her eyes, she saw him getting off the bed.

He opened the drawer to her nightstand, and she sat up. The hallway light shone a warm glow from the open door. It made the shadow of his figure hover over her, sending prickling heat down her chest to the tips of her hard, aching nipples. He was naked except for his frayed black NCTFD shirt clinging to his body.

“Let me help,” she said, crawling over to the edge of the bed. As she took the condom out of the silver packet, Jaehyun sat down beside her. “How’d you know I have condoms in there?” “Lucky guess.” His hand palmed her breast, sending heat into her. She took hold of his cock, and carefully unrolled the translucent rubber over his cock. “Your panties are lucky.”

“This,” she touched the thickness below his mushroomed tip, fingers encircling around the wide length, “is new to me.” She glided her hold down the subtle curve that happened after about an inch, the rest of his cock’s girth less intimidating. “Even your cock is special.”

He planted a kiss on her neck, fingers caressing soft touches down her back. Their lips met, and she felt a warm surge rise in her chest. He broke the kiss when she pushed her tongue against his lips.

“Get on your hands and knees, slut.”

He stood on his knees on the bed and she turned around to face the headboard, widening her legs as she planted her hands onto the mattress, shoving the pillows aside. His palm pushed down her slit, spreading her slick fluids around. She gave a soft moan as his tip pushed against her entrance. His hips shook as his hands massaged her.

“Jaehyun.” As he pushed more of his girthy inch into her, she bent low, grabbing the metal bars of her headboard. Her fingers stung as they tightened around the smooth metal, his push heavy and sharp. “Fuck me, fuck me, Jaehyun.”

He grunted as he pulled back. They moaned together as he thrust forward. The strong hold on her hips made her muscles ache as he pulled her against him.

“Who’s fucking you, slut?” Her scalp and neck burned as he grabbed her hair, his hold tight. One hand on her hip, he began pushing long hard strokes into her, continually tugging her head back with every push in. “Who’s fucking you, slut?”

“Jj-Jaehyun!” He was deep inside and he began rutting faster, his thick inch sending a new stinging sensation into her, making her think of nothing but Jaehyun. He gave a low grunt as his hand at her head pushed her head down onto the mattress, his pace continuing to build. “Jae-Jaehyun!”

Her scalp throbbed in sweet relief when he released her hair. She hummed low when his palm pushed down on the back of her neck, keeping her head and shoulders planted against the mattress. A stinging heat radiated up her back as his thigh continually slapped against her ass cheeks, burning up her bruised left ass cheek. The building, heavy heat between her legs brought her close to her orgasm.

“Turn around.” He was gone, her insides shaking as Jaehyun withdrew from her. Letting go of the headboard, she gently laid down on the bed and turned around to rest her back on the mattress. Fingers encircling around her ankles, he spread her legs apart as he continued to stand on his knees. “You’re beautiful.”

His eyes were heavily hooded as looked down at her. Fingers stroking up her left calf, he dropped her leg onto the mattress. His fingers continued toward the inside of her thighs. Adrenaline coursed through her body, making her back shake as his fingers circled the bruises his mouth created. He shifted so that his cock lined up against her slit, free hand grabbing his cock to slide his tip back and forth against her clit.

“Jaehyun,” she breathed out, mind filled with fire, her hands reached out to grab the front of his shirt, “I want you-”

He grunted as he pushed into her, cutting her off. She hiccupped as she arched her back, fingers grasping onto his shirt, the pressure of his cock making the world spin. His grip on her ankle tightened, her skin stinging. He bent over her, cock driving in deeper, her world spinning faster as his hand grabbed the front of her throat.

“Your shirt,” she breathed out before his grip tightened, “take-off.”

Chuckling, he pushed down against her throat a little harder before his cock pushed in deeper. Tears leaked out and she quickly blinked them away as her hands released his shirt to stroke his abs. His skin was smooth, and his abs were firm.

“You can only touch my shirt,” he said calmly, softly, the pads of his fingers digging into the sides of her neck, the pressure building. He pushed in deeper with a gentle thrust. “Do you hear me, slut? Hands on my shirt.”

She grabbed the front of his shirt at his stomach, bundling the stretchy fabric into her fists. He groaned as he began a slow rhythm, seeming to savor how the thickest part of his cock stretched her insides, pushing back in every time his thick inch was barely out of her entrance. A smile slowly appeared as his eyes squinted. He licked his lips as he picked up his pace, the hold at her throat loosening as his fingers caressed down her neck.

“Maybe later I’ll let your greedy hands touch me everywhere. Maybe.”

Her hands reached for his shoulders, pulling him in for a kiss. Her leg fell down onto the mattress as he grabbed her wrists. Pinning them over her head, his tongue flicked and swirled around her mouth before capturing her lips into soft, wet kisses. Their lips remained locked as he rutted fast into her, his fingers digging deep into the skin of her forearms.

Her left hand was freed, and she moaned against his lips as his thumb found her clit, flicking it before pushing hard against it. His rotations on her clit had her lower abdomen flaring up, and she wrapped her free arm around his neck to keep his lips pressed against hers. Her tongue swirling around his, she gave a soft cry as she came.

He continued fucking her, thumb still teasing her clit, with her legs squeezing his hips. As her pussy walls clenched and unclenched around his cock, he slowed his pace, breaking the kiss. He grunted into the crook of her neck as he gave a handful of hard, fast pushes into her, his cock flaring up her insides with its heat.

Her temples were throbbing angrily as he withdrew from her. He breathed heavily, releasing his hold on her. She turned onto her side, watching Jaehyun get off the bed. Heat prickled her cheeks as she watched him remove the condom, tendrils falling over his forehead as he glanced around her room. His skin glistened with sweat, his face glowing with the warm hallway light. Once he discarded the condom into the small trash bin beside her night stand, he got into bed with her.

Frustrated, but tired, she ran her hand over the bold white NCTFD letterings across his chest as he pulled her front to his side, tucking his arm under her body. Her hand drifted down and patted his stomach as she looked up at him, resting her head on his shoulder. She shut her eyes, inhaling his smoky musk.

-- Song Rec: “Cruisin” - Smokey Robinson: 🍑

* It was the sounds of birds chirping that woke her. She threw her comforter over her head, groaning as her eyelids felt the sunlight in the room. Her mind began running when she heard music playing. The funky bass plucking, gentle guitar rhythm and soft steady drumming started Smokey Robinson’s “Cruisin” filled the room, making her pull the comforter away as she opened her eyes.

As the groovy, sweet song continued, she sat up, seeing Jaehyun standing beside the window behind her nightstand, lit cigarette in his hand. He was nude, resting his shoulder against the wall as he blew smoke out of the open window. His milky skin cascaded with sunshine had him glowing.

He looked deep in thought as he brought the cigarette up to his lips, his cheeks hollowing as he took a drag. His lips were flushed, almost as red as blood as he blew out a thick cloud of smoke. She slipped out of bed, and bent down to pick up his NCTFD shirt from the floor. Putting it on, she inhaled deeply, appreciating that she was enveloped by his smoky earthy scent.

“Are you teasing me?” she asked, walking over to him. He held his hand out to her, which she took immediately to be by his side.

“Sorry I’m not oiled up,” he said as she ran her free hand over his shoulders. She drew small circles over his collar bone with the pads of her thumbs, her hands slowly drifting down.

His skin was soft and silky, but as she pushed her pads against him his body was very firm, like touching a warm boulder. The curves of his abs under her fingertips turned her on, sending heat into her core. She licked her lips as her index finger touched the line at his hip, his perfect inguinal crease, following it in toward his pubes. He hummed, goosebumps forming on his skin.

“I meant the song.” She placed both hands on his hips, eyes focused on his cock. It was twitching, hardening up. “Johnny and Mark were terrible at hiding their laughs when we sang this song at karaoke.”

“Is that why you get weird whenever I bring up that night?” He laughed, touching her cheek with his free hand. “Johnny and Mark were laughing at me, not at you.”

“You’re the one with the good voice. Why would they laugh at you?”

He stared at her, raising his eyebrows for a second as the tips of his ears flushed. Smokey Robinson was crooning away as she felt her heart beating fast, her face turning hot. He looked away as he snuffed out the cigarette. Jaehyun had selected the song, saying he thought of her whenever he listened to the song.

“...Baby, tonight belongs to us Everything’s right, do what you must and inch and inch we get closer and closer To every little part of each other…”

“Jaehyun,” she said, hand touching his cheek. The heat from his cheek warmed her hand, shooting straight to her chest.

“I really like you,” he said as they locked eyes, their foreheads touching, “if it isn’t obvious by now, you freaking brat.”

“I like you so much,” she said softly, running the pad of her thumb down his jawline, her head fuzzy, Smokey Robinson’s breathy crooning consuming her senses, “I had to be sure you liked me too.”

They kissed, the tobacco from Jaehyun’s breath infiltrating her mouth and nose. Her fingers slid down his front, caressing over the curves of his chest and abs. Their tongues pushed against each other, his tongue swiping her bottom lip as she ran her fingers through his pubes. He hummed into her mouth as her fingers stroked his cock before wrapping it in her hand. It was growing hot and hard fast. Jaehyun’s breathing was erratic as he cupped her face in his hands, pulling away from her kisses.

“Fuck, I’m going to come,” he panted. His chest heaved, hips thrusting, as he groaned.

She dropped down to her knees, left hand stroking the bottom of his shaft. Sticking her tongue out, she flicked it against his tip. It flushed red as it warmed up against her lips. She wrapped her mouth around his mushroomed head, making him moan as his come shot into her mouth.

She pumped his cock as he shook gently, his back pressed against the wall, one hand running through her hair. Swallowing, she inhaled the scent of his musky, salty come. Carefully, she kissed and licked his cock clean, eyes closing for a moment as his fingers massaged her scalp. Her tongue swirled around his soft head before planting a sweet, wet kiss onto it.

Their fingers intertwined as he helped her stand up. She shut her eyes as she felt his lips on her neck, hands reaching under the shirt. She hummed as he sucked on her neck, his fingers caressing her sides.

“I did a number on you,” he said, holding her forearm up in his hold, titing his head slightly. Long blue and purple marks were where he’d held her arms down. “I’m sorry, baby.”

His touch on her neck was delicate before peppering kisses over her bruises. He took a step back, and ran his fingers along the inside of her thigh. She winced, her skin stinging at his touch. She cupped his face into her hands to give him a wet kiss.

“That’s the sort of sex I like,” she said, her thumb and index finger massaging his earlobe. “What sort of sex do you like, Jaehyun? Show me.”

He laid her down on the bed, hands on her thighs as he placed himself between her legs. His hands massaged her as they moved up from her thighs to her hips. He licked his lips, eyes focused on her breasts as he lifted the shirt up. Giving a dry exhale as he pinched her nipples, she arched her back, heat rushing down to her clit. He flicked her nipple with his tongue before wrapping his mouth around it to suck on it, sending heat right to her core.

“Jaehyun,” she breathed out.

“Am I too soft?” he asked, fingers digging under the shirt.

“Shirt stays on,” she said, her hands on his wrists. She kept the fabric of the shirt hiked up at her neck, keeping her body exposed. “Be as soft as you want. I like everything you do.”

He grinned, sitting up on his knees as he got off of her. He turned, reaching behind him. She propped herself up to watch him tearing open a condom packet. His cock looked just as impressive in the daylight, and she felt her clit throb in anticipation. She'd taken it just hours before.

“Ready, baby?” he asked, massaging the inside of her thigh, running his thumb over the bruises his hands and mouth created the night before. He hissed as he rubbed the tip of his cock against her clit. “Does this feel good?” “Yes.” She thrust gently against his tip, enjoying the heat shooting deep inside. “Jaehyun, yes.”

“My two favorite words.”

She shut her eyes as he pushed his tip into her. His body was over hers, and they kissed, his heat enveloping her. One of his arms wrapped around her waist as he thrust deep into her, his other hand caressing her breast. Their tongues were entangled as she hooked her feet together around his waist, making sure she had Jaehyun locked in her embrace.

He broke their kiss to suck on her tits, and she moaned as she grabbed his hair, thinking of nothing but Jaehyun’s lovely touches. His tongue glided over the bruise on the underside of her breast before he planted wet kisses on there. As he sped up his thrusts, she squeezed her thighs around his hips, digging the heel of her foot into his back. She came as the heat building inside of her rushed up to her head and clit.

Their lips connected as he continued rutting into her. Toes curling as she squeezed her walls around his cock, her orgasm surged adrenaline up her back, her stomach flaring in heat. He grunted against her lips as his fingers at her waist curled into her skin, his hips shaking as he stilled deep into her. Breaking their kiss, he grunted as he gave a few pushes, both hands on her hips.

Spent, they laid down in bed, breathing heavily as “Cruisin” played on continually. She shut her eyes as she heard Jaehyun move around, cleaning up. Exhaling long and slow when she felt him spoon her, she ran her fingers over the arm holding her back to his chest.

“How was that?” he asked softly into her ear before his lips wet her neck. “Did that feel good?” His hand caressed her hip, lips back on neck. “Do you like it when I’m soft?”

She had him let her go so she could turn around to face him. He rubbed his nose against her cheek before running it down her neck to plant a kiss at the front of her throat. Gently combing her fingers through his hair, she rested her forehead against his.

“I love it.” She kissed him. “I love everything you do, Jaehyun. Soft or hard, you care so much for me. I want to lay here with you. You do everything right, and you’re always so worried that you’re not. I like that you care a lot.”

He smiled, his eyes closed for a few moments. Slowly opening them, he brushed her loose tendrils over her ear.

“Why are you so…” He kissed her, their lips innocently pressed together for a couple seconds, “you’re amazing.” He planted a kiss on her cheek. “You care about me, and you don’t even have to say it. Obviously, you’re the sexiest person alive, too.” Another kiss, the apples of her cheeks turning hot. “So fucking kinky, baby. I had no idea.” Another kiss, one hand caressing her hip. “It’s fun to fuck around with you, you’re always down to fuck around with me too.”

He wrapped his arms around her back and blew raspberries onto her chest.

“Jaehyun!” She squealed, hands grabbing his hair, as she felt his fingers pinch her bruised ass cheek.

“Beautiful baby,” he said before planting a kiss on her shoulder, “I want to care for you, make you happy.”

“Jaehyun.” All she could do was breathe out sweetly, her mind flooded with the heat from his lips on her skin. Night or day, hard or soft, he was everything she wanted. “Jaehyun.”

“Let me kiss all your bruises,” he said, hand palming her ass, sending a pain so sharp it seared up her back. She grunted as she pulled his face to hers. “You deserve to be taken care of. Will you let me adore you?”

“Jaehyun.” She laughed before pulling him for a kiss. “Yes.”

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