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yndrgrl · 9 months

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yandere! kiribaku are your gym crushes, & you're their obsession

long ass fic. polyamory. quirkless! au. established! kiribaku. switch! kiribaku

warning: nsfw, voyerism, kiribaku seggsy time, stalking, spit-roasting, double penetration, cockwarming

a/n: i hope y'all like big boyz (please request scenarios) also can someone tell me how to reply to comments or something... idk how to. also writing this took forever cuz it kept deleting parts frfr

let's be mutuals :) insta: thebufferfish

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kirishima was the first one to notice you out of the pair. you showed up at the gym an hour after him & bakugou arrived. something drew him to you, his eyes trailing you into the locker room.

you didn't wear anything "high fashion" per se, just what you felt confident in. boy, did it show. you walked back out with a certain aura around you-- sure, ready to work, & determined. whatever goal you had in mind for that training session, you were going to achieve it, kirishima could tell.

"oi! what are you looking at, shitty hair?" bakugou scowled as he arose from the bench, reracking the weight then followed his boyfriend's eyes. he saw your figure facing away from him. you were on the treadmill at walking speed. his breath hitched for a moment, but he blamed it on working out. he tried to rationalize that he hasn't even -technically- seen you, & you're probably just an extra in his movie anyways.

after your warmup, you went for a squat rack, where you would stay for a good portion of your workout. you started off with squats-- tried & true. you had big, bulky headphones on & your hair tied up out & away from your face.

bakugou & kirishima got a good look at your face through the reflection of the giant mirror that lined the walls. you loaded your weight for your warmup, & bakugou scoffed.

"what is that chick even doing?" he rolled his eyes to kirishima, turning his back on you. he swatted away any curiosity that he had for you.

he heard you rerack the weight, take off the clip, & slide off your warmup weight. he examined kirishima's usual happy expression turned into one of shock, approval, & a hint of arousal. bakugou would've been offended, jealous, cursing his boyfriend with every name under the sun due to this reaction.

"what is it now?" he groaned, turning his head back to face you. he was expecting maybe you flashed kirishima, maybe you somehow seduced him with siren power, but he wasn't expecting you, with a leather weightlifting belt strapped against your stomach, squatting way more than expected. if they were being honest, it almost looked inhuman, yet you had no indication that you were struggling.

kirishima breathed out, "you know, kats, she's actually kind of strong."

bakugou knew kirishima, of course he did. he knows all the little tendencies he does when he feels a certain way. when he's nervous, he has a smile that's stretched a little too wide; when he's angry, his normally-bright red eyes turn blood crimson-- almost black. that's why, when he saw his partner adjust his pants & bite his lip, he knew kirishima was undoubtedly attracted & turned on.

"is that all it takes to get you going?" bakugou barked at the redhead, angered, not because he was jealous, but because he was puzzled. truly puzzled. he was so content with the life that him & kirishima had, the routine they fell into. wake up together, get ready & eat breakfast together, have some morning fun, go to the gym, work, come home, have more fun, sleep. that was their life.

yet here comes you, a random stranger with the brute strength of hercules & the beauty of a goddess. you wrecked their unsaid routine.

"what are you talking about?" kirishima questioned when he tore his eyes away from you. he just watched you add more weight to your next set.

"are you that easy?"

"katsuki, you're one to talk," kirishima laughed, switching positions with his partner so he could begin his set of bench press. "i saw you look straight at her ass, & don't deny it 'cuz i watched your eyes."

"i don't know what you're talking about," katsuki growled. his boyfriend unloaded the weight, bringing the weight down to his chest then pushing it back up. even when struggling under a mass of metal, kirishima had a small smile on his face.

"yeah, you do," kirishima uttered out between his reps. "i can see your hard-on right now."

"shut up!" bakugou yelled. kirishima & bakugou's eyes darted towards you & met your semi-scared gaze in the mirror.

"katsuki," kirishima reracked his weights then sat up.

bakugou lowered his voice, saying, "listen, shitty hair, i'll admit that she got me a little bit hard, okay? but i'm not going to do anything about it, i'm loyal to you-"

"i want you to," kirishima laughed, cutting off his partner's endearing, aggressive rant.

"what?"

"i want you to do stuff to her," the redhead reiterated, "i want to do stuff to her. honestly we're both attracted to her, & i wouldn't mind sharing you if it's with someone like her."

"what if we get to know her?" kirishima suggested, sly smirk glued on his face. bakugou couldn't help but copy.

that night, after snooping through your gym bag when you went to the restroom, they found out your name was y/n l/n & your instagram username, thanks to your notifications.

over a quick dinner they made when they got home, they scrolled through your posts. they learned that you were nineteen, three years younger than them. they found what college you're studying at & what major you went into. more importantly, they found all the progress pictures, selfies, & outfit-of-the-day pictures.

whether it was posts themselves or past stories, they screenshot them all. every single one. the more they looked at you, the more they realized how good of a choice they're making by perusing you-- not that you knew that yet.

then they found the gold mine. you're a college girl trying to live it up while you're still young, that much they gathered. what they didn't expect was to see you & your friends (the important part is you though) in costume that bordered lingerie. the post's caption was, "baby rave!"

it felt sinful to see you in such a way. at the gym, you're pristine, well-mannered. in this post, however, you are a complete party girl with lights of different colors radiating, confetti in your hair, & an alcohol-induced flush on your face.

you wore a dark red bikini top that barely held your breasts. metallic chains draped around your body, all connected by a black pearl choker. your bottom matched the top, & you wore ripped-up fishnets underneath.

if bakugou & kirishima were there that night, they would've fucked all of your holes in the middle of the mosh pit.

grunts & sloppy slurps echoed off the walls of the room they shared. "ah, fuck, eijiro," bakugou groaned, his eyes shifting to the man sucking his cock to the pictures of you at a rave, letting your friends jokingly squeeze all over you. he wishes that was him & his boyfriend's hands all over you.

kirishima coughed, spit & pre-cum mixed sliding down bakugou's cock. "choke on that dick, babe," the blonde taunted. in response, kirishima shoved his head down onto his length then moaned. the vibrations sent shock waves through bakugou through the tip & into the rest of his body.

not long after, bakugou forced kirishima on his feet. he stood with him, both of their impressive sizes in his grasp, pressed against each other. he spat onto kirishima's girth, & already was kirishima jacking his hips forward for friction. "god, fuckin' do it already," demanded the redhead, biting his lip. bakugou stroked their cocks simultaneously as kirishima crashed his chapped lips against his.

soon, they were moaning into each other's mouths, eyes cracked open to see the picture of you propped now on the bedside lamp. "oh fuck, i need her so bad," bakugou admitted, & kirishima's heart leaped out of his throat. he could've won a marathon with how wide his panting smile was.

"tell me how bad you need her, kats~" kirishima said as he slipped out of his boyfriend's grasp & got behind the blonde. he reached around bakugou's waist, making him face the photo of you with your hands spreading your ass ever so slightly, only fishnets & a bikini bottom covering your most precious parts.

the bulky redhead, with his other hand, lined his tip with bakugou's hole. "i need her bouncing on my cock while she's choking on your massive fuckin' dick," bakugou responded, & he was rewarded with kirishima pushing past his entrance with his tip & him pumping faster.

"what else? that can't be the only thing," kirishima laughed. "i know how crazy you can actually be."

"'gonna ruin her so bad, she'll only need us. god, she's gonna become our cute, little house wife."

"oh yeah?" kirishima pushed his entire shaft into bakugou asshole, & they groaned together. bakugou leaned his body into the bigger man, shutting his eyes as kirishima pumped him hard, thrusting in & out of him.

"fuck yeah," said bakugou, "she's gonna -harder, bastard- she's gonna our fucktoy house wife, addicted to our cock. i'm gonna fill her up every night of the rest of her life, i swear to god."

they both looked back at your picture, your stunning body, every curve & every muscle & every stretch mark. they were obsessed, needy. "f-fuck, ei, i'm gonna cum," bakugou choked out, brows furrowed & concentrated on your photo.

"me t-too," kirishima said, thrusting harder into his boyfriend. thinking about you already felt good, so what would it feel like if you were actually here? they both wondered. great minds think alike, after all.

in kirishima's hand, bakugou's cock started to throb, jets of cum shooting out & onto your picture, all over the night stand. kirishima followed in suit; he pulled his cock out of bakugou's gaping hole & jerked himself off to you. "y-y/n," he moaned, releasing his cum all over you.

you didn't know any of this, you didn't know just how badly they wanted you, what they did to the mere thought of you. you were unaware of a lot of things, it seemed to them. you didn't know how perfect you were, always hiding your stomach by crossing your arms over it when you sat down. you didn't know how much you teased them when you swayed your hips.

& you didn't know how much you ruined their daily routine.

they found themselves less present at the well-oiled machine of a company they own; not that it mattered, they only go for a few hours every week just for check ups. they spend an ungodly amount of time at the gym, taking note what time you show up on certain days. they figured out your workout routine, what machines you like using, how often you refill your water bottle, what supplements you take.

you couldn't help but notice them as well-- not to the extent they notice you though.

they were eye-catching, everyone in the room would find themselves magnetized to their hulking selves.

bakugou was intimidating, wearing tank tops & loose fitting pump covers. he was at least six foot two, weighing in at 230 pounds of nothing but pure, raw muscle. he looked like he was born with a scowl on his face. unkept, wild ash-blonde hair, a small stubble growing in neatly.

kirishima was the opposite. he was approachable, a friendly giant. he was bigger than his counterpart, standing at a terrifying six foot six & weighing nearly 300 pounds. he was always found with a smile on his face-- happy to be there. he wore tight fitting, long sleeve shirts. small scars littered his hands & clean-kept face.

they shared one thing though, their demon red eyes, lasered in with focus & intent.

you noticed them & how ridiculously handsome they were. just from their appearances, they were just your type.

you moved into the city from a small town on a full-ride scholarship to the local university. you wanted to experience everything city life had to offer because everything was different. from the concerts to the markets to the men. no one would ever describe you as meek in most aspects of your life. in school, you were hard-working; in your career, you were ambitious! however, when it came to your love life, you were subtle.

other girls approached the two musclemen, chatting & giggling. you watched as the girls gave them their socials before leaving to finish their workout. you, on the other hand, would use a machine close to the one they were using. yup. that was it. that was your grand, big gesture of flirtation & seduction.

when you got lucky & they would look your way, you averted you eyes every time with a dark blush (that you blamed on your workout) as heat flashed through your body. you were only meant to watch from afar, you thought.

bakugou was the first to approach you. blunt as ever, too. it made kirishima want to die of embarrassment. "oi! you!" he called out, but you could barely hear his voice through your noise-canceling headphones. you pushed one side off of your ear, turning your head to see who he was talking to. it was you. "you new here?"

it's been two weeks since you started going to this particular gym, which means it's been two weeks since they've been trying to get your attention so you'd talk with them.

"oh, uh, yeah, i am," you told them as you slid off your headphones, letting them hang on your neck. the music buzzed quietly, you doubt they could hear the song. "j-just moved here." you cleared your throat. since when do i stutter, you mentally face-palmed.

"really? from where?" kirishima butted in. them standing in front of you, only a few feet away made you feel tiny.

you said the name of your town, & bakugou snorted, "i've never even heard of that place. sounds lame."

"compared to here, it is. there's nothing to do over there besides working out & hike," you said with a small smile. most people said that about your town so you never really took offense.

"how do you like it here?" kirishima asked.

you could gush about the city all day. you didn't want to bore them though. "i love it here! there's always something to do. the other day i went to my first rave, & there were more people there than people that live in my old town!"

kirishima laughed at your sudden excitement. they were both relieved that you weren't a raging bitch, that you had such a sweet, lovely personality. truly, beautiful inside & out.

in the city, it was so hard to find gems, yet, without even needing to look, they found you. that must mean that you were meant to be theirs, right?

"tch, you probably aren't that interesting, huh?" the ashen blonde spat, even though he was completely enamored by you.

it caught you by surprise. "you're one to talk, big guy. i've probably lived more life than you," you barked back, half-jokingly & half-warning.

with a staggered laugh & a glance at his amused/annoyed partner, kirishima said, "you got a bite on ya', i like that. please excuse him, he's intimidated by pretty ladies like you."

the people back in your old town always told you that city boys had no charm, that they weren't capable of actual romantic emotion, but this red-haired, toothy-grinned man is proving them all wrong. he was smooth with words, easing your mind.

"i'm eijiro, by the way," he said to you with his hand outstretched.

you secured your weights before taking his hand, to which he gently turned yours & placed a chaste kiss on your knuckles as you were introducing yourself. "i-i'm y/n."

anyone else would've been unbelievably jealous that their hunk of a boyfriend is -very clearly- flirting with another person, but bakugou honestly didn't care. in fact, he was giving eijiro a look that told him to keep going. bakugou knew that, out of the two of them, eijiro was more inviting.

you turned your attention away from eijiro. bakugou took this as a sign to introduce himself. "katsuki."

"katsuki," you repeated, holding out your hand to shake his. "got it, i'm y/n," you said in case he didn't hear you the first time.

the only ones who call him by his first name is his parents, his hunk of a boyfriend, & now, you.

eijiro & katsuki shot a look over you. "do it" eijiro could practically hear his partner demand. "so, y/n, have you been to any good restaurants?"

"there's a few i really like! i haven't seen any with my favorite food though," you said, & that made you remember that you were insanely hungry. as if on cue, your stomach grumbled in complaint. embarrassed, you tried to cough to cover up the fact you could eat a horse & then the whole barn.

eijiro shot you a smile. if he heard your stomach, he didn't say anything. instead, he offered, "what's your favorite food? i promise you that kats & i know a place."

you told them what your favorite food. they already knew though; you loved to post about it on your instagram highlights.

"no way, we were just about to head out to get some! you should come with," eijiro offered.

"i-i don't know," you said as you rubbed your arm. what if he's just being nice? what if he felt like he needed to invite you? those questions & then some circled your head.

"what don't you know, sweetheart?" eijiro questioned as he took your hand again, his thumb grazing over your knuckles. "we're not scaring you, are we?"

"n-no! that's not it!" you quickly denied. you didn't mean to give them that impression-- even though you were slightly intimidated by them. however, you were more nervous than anything. your two gym crushes are, not only, in front of you, not only talking to you, but inviting you to a restaurant with them. in your delusions, you pretended that it was a two-way date, even though it was just a friend hangout for sure.

"then what is it, baby?"

"you can just say you don't wanna go," katsuki said, rolling his eyes.

of course you wanted to go! it was a dream to have an opportunity to get closer to the two. "i do wanna go!"

"okay, then what's stopping you?" katsuki scoffed.

you admitted sheepishly, "i kinda spent a lot the other day on groceries & things from amazon."

eijiro was silent at first, then started laughing. "you're cute," he sighed as he let your hand go.

"listen, he didn't ask if you had money. he asked if you wanted to come with us, dumbass," katsuki said with a smirk. eijiro & him, before approaching you, had a long talk about how he needed to be nicer, so his lips turning upward ever so slightly was his "nicer."

"kats," eijiro warned, narrowing his eyes at his partner. katsuki gave a shrug as a response.

"i mean," you began, their attention turning towards you, "if you say it like that, i couldn't miss out on some good food." like a weight being lifted off of eijiro's chest, he let out a deep sigh of relief.

after you finish your last set, you headed to the locker room to freshen up while they waited for you. you fixed your hair, applied more deodorant just in case, & change your shirt-- also just in case.

they led you out of the gym, katsuki slightly in front of you. though his rough exterior, you saw how he was trying to be gentlemanly by making sure you were following him to the car. eijiro, once the car was unlocked, opened the passenger-side door for you. "are you sure?" you questioned while he slid off your duffel bag from off your shoulder.

he replied back, "yeah, i sit up there all the time anyways. it's tons more comfortable in the back for me."

you reluctantly sat in the front seat. the redhead threw himself into the back, placing your bag on the ground beside his.

katsuki slid into the driver's seat with his gym bag in hand. the moment eijiro sat up properly, katsuki threw his bag at his face.

laughter bubbled from you as you gasped out, "that was so mean!"

"yeah, that's why i did it," katsuki replied, getting more giggles out of you. he was in cloud 9, & so was eijiro. katsuki let himself relax to your laughter, falling for your voice. it was ten million times better than his favorite song, & if he had to choose his top band of all time or your voice, he'd never listen to the band ever again. eijiro would allow himself to get hit in the face with katsuki's duffle bag a thousand more times to see that expression on your face. smile wide, mouth agape, as you laughed for him.

"jerk," eijiro muttered, slapping the driver's shoulder.

"whatever," katsuki replied as he backed up the car, "it made the pretty girl over here laugh, so i don't really care if i was being a jerk."

you blushed at katsuki's sudden compliment. eijiro also seemed surprised. "i didn't think you had it in you, kats," eijiro praised, you thought it was because eijiro was just being a supportive friend. the other two knew that it was because of something deeper, something they've worked through in their relationship.

"hey, i got an idea," eijiro started, changing the topic, but you still couldn't get over how flirtatious the two were being. "how about we order takeout from the place? it's pretty busy around this time, so it'll be a wait until we actually get to sit down & eat. is that okay with you, y/n?"

"uh, yeah! if that's what you guys want to do, i don't mind," you said. "where would we eat though?"

"we can go back to our place?" eijiro suggested.

"yeah, i'd be okay with that as long as the two of you are okay with me coming over?"

"we are, don't worry," eijiro said, fishing his phone out of his gym bag. "i'm gonna start ordering, okay?"

while he ordered online, you began talking with katsuki. "i didn't know the two of you were roommates."

"roommates? yeah, i guess we're something like that," katsuki replied. he placed his right hand on the gear stick; he tapped his finger to the beat of the song you decided to play after they practically forced the aux cord into your hand.

"well what else would you call the two of you?"

"no, roommates describe us pretty well," katsuki lied. in his head, it wasn't technically lying. they split the chores, the bills, the rent, just like real roommates do. they grocery shop, they clean, they take turns mowing the lawn & keeping their plants green. the only difference is that they suck each other's dicks & fuck each other in the ass... roommates for sure.

katsuki glanced in the rear view mirror & made eye contact with eijiro. the shark-toothed man rolled his eyes with a knowing smile then continued to pay for your guys' food. he asked you earlier on the way out of the gym what you wanted to order to save time since he already planned in head you were going home with them.

"so how long have you guys been friends?" you asked to fill the silence.

"we've been friends since freshman year of high school," eijiro told you. he wasn't ready to reveal his relationship & how he wanted you to be a part of it yet as he didn't know your stance on polyamory.

"that's a long time! i don't have any friends from high school honestly," you recalled, your town was pretty small after all so all the people were just clones of each other, & it freaked you out.

"yeah, we're pretty good friends. i know kats here inside & out~"

by the time you arrived at the restaurant, the food was done & packaged. "i'll go get it, be right back," eijiro announced before getting out of the vehicle. katsuki had enough curtsy to park in the nearest space closest to the entrance.

"i'll come with you to get the drinks," katsuki said, unbuckling his seat belt. "just stay here & be pretty, easy enough, right?"

"oh, o-okay, i guess," you replied. the keys stayed in the ignition, air conditioner pumping cool air throughout the car. you pulled out your phone, texting your college friends about what was going on.

outside, eijiro pulled katsuki close, whispering in his ear, "be nice or i'll make you."

katsuki pried his lover's hand off of his neck with a scoff. "i am being nice. look at her, she doesn't care."

"i swear to god, katsuki, you're gonna fuckin' pay if you scare her off," eijiro threatened through gritted teeth. he brushed his fingers on katsuki's semi-hard cock through his sweatpants. eijiro took a deep breath, & katsuki stared at him with an amused expression.

by the time you looked up, they were already headed back with a plastic bag full of food & specialty drinks they wanted you to try. you smiled at the two of them, unlocking the doors when they got to the car. you didn't see the interaction between the two of them moments before. maybe if you did, you'd put two & two together.

the drive to their apartment only lasted a song & a half. you were expecting to pull into a regular, slightly warn-down apartment complex with four floors of rooms. instead, they drove into the parking lot of a glass building, a skyscraper to you-- just another tower to city folk.

"woah," you said, though you didn't mean to. "what is this?"

"it's where we live," katsuki said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"but... how? it's so fancy," you gasped.

katsuki parked the car as eijiro chirped, "you haven't even seen our apartment."

to call it an apartment was an understatement. it was a penthouse that could fit your apartment three time & still have room left. it was luxury at its finest, if you do say so yourself. you couldn't fathom how this could be someone's "regular."

the statement wall was nothing but glass, sunlight spilling into the living room. the high ceiling -along with the two men who towered over you- made you feel miniature. the decor matched the house, yet it didn't match eijiro or katsuki. it was pristine, minimalistic. when you pictured a boys' apartment, you thought it would be messy with random decor that don't match. hell, your dorm room was messier than their entire penthouse! at least, from what you could tell.

as they took off their shoes, you followed in suit. eijiro took you by the hand, saying, "allow me to give you a tour, sweetheart."

"i-if you insist," you stuttered out; you weren't used to the physical contact, even though it's happened a few times already. he showed you to the kitchen, which had a beautiful backdrop that complimented the countertop. all their kitchenware matched because why wouldn't it? even their barstools matched!

the dining space was nothing but a glass table with black chairs. the centerpiece was a black-tinted, glass pitcher with fake locks of wheat inside of it. "pretty cool, isn't it?"

"so fancy, i'm kind of nervous honestly," you half-joked, half-told-the-truth. seriously, who were these two? how could they afford this at their age? you figured they were around your age, maybe a few years older than you. you've met people who are twenty years older than you who don't have living spaces as nice as eijiro's & katsuki's.

"what? why?" asked eijiro, who sounded slightly offended. he caught that you were joking, but he was curious what made them so intimidating.

"it's just you guys are so put-together. i've never met anyone like the two of you," you told him, & it was true. you've never seen anyone so well-built in all aspects of their life.

eijiro laughed as he ran his fingertips through his spikey hair. "trust me, we had to work our asses off for this place. all the furniture & stuff came with it, so we never changed it."

he started to guide you to the living room, showing off all of their consoles that sat on the tv stand shelves. "any game you wanna play, we got," katsuki said from the kitchen, sounding proud of their collection.

"it's true. we love video games," eijiro told you with that same, charming grin that gets your face red. the way he kept flashing the smile made you think he knew how flustered it got you. "let me show you the rooms. that's probably the only place we decorated on our own."

as he led you through the hallway to the bedrooms, you took note of the framed pictures hung on the wall. it was a mixture of photos of katsuki & eijiro on their own & them two together. "you guys must be close," you stated, pointing out the obvious.

"yeah, we're really close," he said back. "believe it or not, but he's softened up over the years. katsuki used to be so much meaner back in high school."

"that's neat that you guys basically grew up together. i never really had like, a best friend," you revealed. you don't know why you were telling him this, you felt like you could though. "i'm jealous of people who can make those connections honestly."

"i lucked out. it's pretty hard to make deep connections, like you said," eijiro agreed, opening the door to guest room/office. "you make it sound like you've never had a relationship."

"i mean, technically i have," you admitted-- you didn't want to seem lame or inexperienced in front of him after all. "just not a long term one. it's hard dating in a small town where everyone already dated everyone else. you'd think that it be like, ten times easier to date in the city, but it's not!"

eijiro listened to your tangent, adoring how riled up you're getting. he didn't want you to stop, it was such an intimate moment -to him- that the two of you were sharing, just the two of you. "oh yeah? tell me more."

"my parents were right, city boys are so much more... direct. they can barely hold a conversation with me in person & over text then they flash me their... you know, thing. i mean, i get being horny & all, but i don't think i'd ever show off like that to get some. it doesn't actually work though, does it?"

"no, unsolicited nudes ever work. guys on dating sites are usually super desperate. you've already figured that out, huh?" eijiro asked, masking his anger (because you went out on dates with other guys) with fake interest. he already knows most things about you. it's not hard to get into chat logs if you know the right people.

"oh, yeah i have. i wasn't interested in this guy after one date, so i cut it off with him, but he kept texting me for two weeks straight. saying stuff like how i was a gold-digger then he'd apologize, asking for another chance."

"sounds terrible," eijiro replied as he exited the room, you following close behind. he opened the only other bedroom door, telling you briefly that it was his-- he's not a liar, he's just not telling the full truth. he sat down on the bed & offered a spot next to him so you can comfortably tell him all the things men did to you.

"maybe you're looking in the wrong places," said eijiro, his voice dropping an octave lower. his face inched closer to yours, but you didn't notice as you continued your rant.

"it is terrible! another guy took me on a date to this really nice restaurant & he brought both of his parents & his little sister! said something about how we were going to get married because it was god's plan. it was actually really scary at the time. i give up on dating."

"i don't even know where to look! i mean, i guess the gym is a good place to find guys with goals like mine; they're usually misogynists or taken though. you & katsuki are the only ones i'd actually date though, but you guys are swimming in girls-" you cut yourself off once you realized what you just said so clearly. "i mean, i know you guys aren't interested, & it's weird to have two crushes-"

"calm down, sweetheart," eijiro interrupted, & you looked up at him. you almost jumped once you saw how close he actually was. the tips of your noses nearly touched, his left hand was propped behind your back against the bed, his fingers toying with the waist of your pants. his other hand rested on your upper thigh. "i just need to know before i say anything more. do you think i can handle me?"

you nodded, shrinking away from him. could he hear how your heart pounded against your rib cage? your heartbeat rang in your ears as it muffled whatever he was saying. your voice was caught in your throat; you knew if you tried to talk, you'd just squeak.

"do you think you can handle katsuki?"

you nodded again.

"how do you feel about both of us? can you handle both of us?" his hand traveled up your body to cup your chin. all you could do was nod. you've never really thought about two men at once before until now. "use your words, y/n."

"i-i could d-date both of you," you said out of innocences. you didn't want him to know about all the dirty thoughts swimming through your head.

"ah-ah-ah~" he tsked. "i asked if you could handle us both because if you say yes, i promise you that you'll be more than just a date to us. you'll be our pretty, little girlfriend. so i'm going to ask you again; could you handle both of us?" you let your eyes wander for just a second. you saw katsuki leaning against the doorframe, a knowing smirk on his face. his hand readjusted his member, but it only brought attention to how it tented against his pants. you gulped.

"y-yes i can, i-i can h-handle both of you," you said, intrigued, curious. you could barely spit out that sentence before eijiro crashed his lips against yours. you let out a muffled squeak, & he took that as an invitation to let his tongue roam into your mouth.

a string of saliva connected the two of you when he pulled away from you. he turned to katsuki with a lusted expression with half-lidded eyes & a toothy grin. "you hear that, babe? she wants to be with us."

babe? you thought. babe is what you call a girlfriend... or a boyfriend. they watched as you finally realized why the two of them lived together, why the photos on the wall were them doing more-than-friend poses, why there wasn't another room for katsuki. "th-the two of you are, um, a-a thing?"

"took ya' long enough," katsuki taunted, sauntering towards the two of you. he grabbed eijiro by the throat, pulling him into a rough, passionate kiss. he threw his red-headed partner off of him as fast as he kissed him. he placed his hand behind your head, colliding your lips together.

once the two of you disconnected from each other, you tried to defend yourself. "i-i'm sorry! i r-really didn't know y-you two were dating!"

"yeah, we know," eijiro laughed, his hand roaming back down to your leg. "it doesn't matter though. you're worth sharing, you know that, sweetheart? you're so utterly beautiful that we couldn't help but fall for you. can you blame us?"

"you're just our type. motivated, real. you're just so fuckin' sexy," katsuki confessed. he sat down on the other side of you. he dragged you into another rough kiss, & eijiro latched his lips onto your neck. both of their hands began to touch you all over. eijiro's hand found itsway in between your legs, & you grinded against his thick fingers. katsuki's was under your shirt, under your bra, squeezing your flesh.

eijiro whispered in your ear as you made out with katsuki, "you want this, don't you? you really want us."

you moaned into katsuki's mouth as a "yes." your panties were stained with your slick at this point. your pussy throbbed in need, how much you needed them inside you. eijiro nipped at your neck again, marking you in hickeys & love bites. you threw your nervousness to the side as leaned against their arms. both of your hands started rubbing against their bulges. you pulled away katsuki, gently shoving him away. "y-you guys a-actually want me as a, you know, girlfriend?"

"we do, pretty girl. we want to be the only ones to love you, to need you. we're going to be the only ones you ever crave," eijiro purred into you ear as katsuki threw off his shirt. "tell me everything you're worried about so i can ease your mind~"

"a-are you sure you want me?" you uttered with a reddened face. this was nothing like you've ever experienced before.

katsuki butted in, "we fuckin' need you, idiot. how clear do i need to be." he grasped you by the throat, making it harder for you to breath. "i need you."

"i need you, too, sweetheart," eijiro whispered against your neck, which was littered with red marks. you didn't even realize that he stripped down to nothing but his grey boxers. out of his waistband poked his leaking tip, oozing precum for you. "say what you want from us~"

"i-i need you too! i need both of you!" you squeaked out, though you were nervous for what the future might hold, you wanted to experience this, them, to the fullest.

"good answer," growled katsuki, slipping off his sweatpants. "now strip. you can't be the only one hiding yourself."

you did as you were told in an instant. you threw off your shirt, &, with the help of eijiro, you took off your pants. as you stripped, eijiro pulled katsuki in for a victory, sloppy kiss. their tongues fought for dominance. you couldn't help but get more aroused as you watched the two & their passion.

to return the favor, you start peppering kisses on eijiro's neck. his arm snaked around your waist, pulling you closer to his mass by grabbing the meat of your ass. you butterfly kisses turned into desperate bites to mark him. you sucked on his most sensitive spot; he moaned into katsuki's mouth, his eyes fluttering open just to roll in the back of his head. katsuki invaded his mouth with his tongue, making eijiro choke on their mixed spit & his thick muscle.

katsuki, though his eyes were shut, pulled his boxers down & stroked his length. every up-stroke caused more precum to bead out of his tip. it dripped down his shaft, being used as lube while he played with himself. katsuki was an impatient man, though. his own hand can't keep him satisfied for long. the hand that was tugging at his dick shot into your hair. he grasped a fist full of your locks, & he forced your face against his cock. all while he made eijiro's mind numb with nothing but his tongue.

you opened your mouth. one moment you took a deep breath, the next you were choking on katsuki's heavy dick. your eyes watered as he forced himself down your throat. you felt your throat bulge, you felt yourself gag, & there was nothing you could do but choke & cry.

the ashen blonde finally pulled away from eijiro, his other hand on the other side of your head while he thrusted in & out of your mouth. "kats, baby, don't be too rough with her~" eijiro told him, but he knew katsuki wouldn't listen. in fact, he knew he would do the opposite, & that's just what he wanted.

in retaliation, katsuki thrusted deeper down your throat. your hands pressed against his hips to try & stop & catch your breath. instead, he let go of your hair & grasped both your wrists & yanked them behind himself as they straightened. you were forced to take all 9 inches down your throat. drool dripped down your chin.

eijiro unclipped your bra from behind, & he sat you on his lap. his cock stood squished between your thighs. he bucked his hips forward, & your panties began to shape to your pussy lips. the cloth rubbed against your clit, a moan bubbled from your throat, but it was muffled thanks to katsuki's prick thrusting in & out of you mouth. "you said you can take us, prove it," hissed katsuki, glaring down at you while he fucked your pretty, little mouth.

eijiro slipped off you panties, strands of your wetness snapping away the further he pulled them down. katsuki finally shoved your face off his spit-coated dick. eijiro say you against the headboard so you were sitting. he was on his hands & knees in front of you.

katsuki was behind eijiro, a loud spank jolted the redhead forward. with your spit & katsuki's precum as lube, he thrusted into eijiro's asspussy. you watched as eijiro's eyes widened & his mouth hung open. "a-ah, fuck, kats," he moaned out as he abused his hole. eijiro locked gazes with you, then gave you that same, charming smile. through the slapping thrusts that filled the room, he asked, "does this get you excited, hm? you like watching us?"

you were speechless, so turned on beyond belief. all you could do was nod.

"you're so c-cute, y-y/n," he whimpered, his fingers finding your pussy. you spread your legs wider, & your juices gushed out. he inserted two fingers, it was already thicker than you've ever handled. he pressed his mouth to your tit, flicking your nipple with his tongue. you squealed as you stared into katsuki's eyes. his narrowed eyes stayed trained on you while his cock was buried in his boyfriend's ass.

you cheeks were still tear stained, your eyes red from pleasure. eijiro inserted a third finger. a hand, your hand, shot up to cover your screams of pleasure. katsuki pulled out of eijiro. he went to their shared bed stand & used a clean towel to wipe his dick.

eijiro, with no effort, carried you on to his lap as he fell to his hip so he was sitting down. he brought your knees to you ears. katsuki sat in front of you on a chair that was beside their full-length mirror. you could see everything; you could see eijiro's cocky expression, how wet your pussy was, how excited katsuki stroked his cock. "ready to prove you can handle me, sweetheart?"

"y-yes, eijiro!" you shouted, mind clouded with lust. "please fuck my pussy!"

following your command, he thrusted his entire girth into your weeping hole. you screamed in pain & pleasure, more juices leaking onto his lap. "y-you're so fuckin' big," you moaned out. he hasn't even thrusted yet, & you already saw stars. after a moment, he moved his hips. your tits bounced with ever thrust.

in the mirror, you saw how your stomach bulged when eijiro was balls deep inside you & how it would disappear when he pulled out, only to reappear when he slammed himself inside you. his thrusts were slow, but not gentle-- unlike katsuki's. "eijiro," katsuki said, getting bored of his hand. "my turn."

eijiro rolled his eyes, but he released your legs & lifted you off of him. "bend over, sweetheart. he loves your ass," eijiro told you, & you listened. katsuki stood up as you bent down in front of him, using your hands to spread your ass & pussy lips apart.

"god, you're too fuckin' short," katsuki growled. all of a sudden, your feet were off the ground as you were still bent over. eijiro grabbed onto your flailing hands. as a thank you, you shoved his slick-covered dick down your throat. katsuki wasted no time & fucked your pussy while you were airborne. his hands carried you by your hips. he used you like you were toy, pounding your cervix with his angry tip. eijiro didn't even have to move with how much katsuki manhandled you.

you were trying to scream as katsuki picked up the pace, but all that came out was spit & gags. "you're gonna break her," mused eijiro, feeling your arms go limp. you accepted that they were in complete control, & that there was nothing you could do about it.

katsuki didn't respond. instead, he groaned between thrusts, "take. this. slut. you're. such. a. fuckin'. tease." his deep, long strokes turned shallow & spastic. shots of hot, white cum coated every inch of your pussy. it swelled in your womb; you felt katsuki's cock twitch as your pussy milked every drip. you came with him, your juices squirting onto the ground, rolling down your leg.

with a few more thrusts, eijiro flooded your throat with his cum. his salty, bitter jets dribbled out of the corner of your mouth. katsuki set you down & pulled out, & eijiro followed. their cum leaked out of your holes onto the floor, & you collapsed on the floor. eijiro held you up by your arms.

"we're not done with you," he snickered as he carried you onto the bed. katsuki, who was already laying on the bed, had you lay on top of him. he held your legs open while his tip ghosted over your asshole. eijiro was in between your legs, straddling katsuki's. he readied himself at your entrance. he bent down to kiss katsuki, then you.

he & katsuki simultaneously shoved themselves into your throbbing holes. you let out a scream. you convulsed, legs shaking while you came all over them. through your release, they picked up the pace. when one was out of you, the other was buried inside you. because of your orgasm, you were more sensitive than usual. "i-it's too m-mu-much!" you cried while you came again.

"aw~ is my baby getting over stimulated?" eijiro cooed, yet his pace was still as harsh as ever. having both of them inside you made you feel so full. you could feel how much more length katsuki had, but eijiro had more girth.

"that's a shame," katsuki snickered. his hand found it's way in between your legs from behind. using his middle finger, he started rub your clit.

"s-stop! i-i'm go-go-"

"let it all out," was the last thing you heard before everything went white. all you felt was pleasure, they pumped in & out of you.

"m-more, more, more," you mindlessly moaned with every thrust. they gave you more, just to see your face every time you came. you don't know how many times they came inside you, it was all just a blur.

you loved how full they made you. your throat was scratchy because of their cocks, because of how much you screamed your name. you were covered in hand prints, hickeys, love bites, & their cum.

you don't know when you switched positions, but now the three of you were on your sides. katsuki was buried deep inside your pussy once again, releasing his seed deep inside of you. eijiro coated your ass in cum before inserting himself back inside your asshole.

they finally stopped moving. they were still buried in your tight, sore holes. you were sandwiched between them, connected to them. "go to sleep, good girl," katsuki praised, kissing your forehead. eijiro kissed your shoulder, then the two of them shared a kiss. your eyelids immediately shut. that's when you learned that you loved feeling full when you slept.

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what you deserve

soft dom!juyeon x f!reader x mean dom!hyunjae smut | mdni 4.2k your bf younghoon is just a dick... your best friends just want to show you what you deserve nsfw tags under the cut

slut shaming reader (hj calls her easy), lots of teasing, fingering (because have you seen juyeon's hands? gotta put those to use), begging, pet names (princess, doll, baby, kitten), praising, degradation (slut, whore), slight dumbification, nipple play, unprotected sex but reader is on the pill (these stunts are performed by professionnals don't try this at home), spitroasting/eiffel tower, multiple orgasms (f), oral (m), creampie, double penetration, anal

a/n: would you believe me if i said it took 1 whole ass fucking year to finish this? (yes i started writing on the 1st October 22) (smh)

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Deep down you knew it wasn’t true. You knew Younghoon couldn’t be your soulmate. Most of the time he would ditch you to go hang out with his friends and not return your calls or texts for the whole night then turn up home completely drunk and smelling of an other woman's perfume, even if he denied it every time. So saying Younghoon wasn’t the best boyfriend was to say the least an understatement.

Deep down you knew that. You knew he didn’t really love you but just used you for entertainment purposes.

So why? Why? Did you still believe that little voice in your head? Despite the sleepless nights, despite the countless tears shed, despite the pain. You still believed you two had a chance, you still believed you could fix him…

But did you still love him?

“What are you doing?” the stern voice of Hyunjae erupted from beside you, sitting with you on the comfortable and cushioned couch, making you jump and hurriedly hide your screen from his scrutinizing eyes.

“Huh? Hmm… Nothing” you lied, quickly typing out the rest of your text to your boyfriend.

“She’s talking to Younghoon” Juyeon snitched, seated right at your other side, as he perfectly accomplished a dangerous maneuver with Princess Peach’s pink kart securing the first place right in front of Hyunjae.

Hyunjae groaned but you didn’t know if it was because he was certain to lose the race or if it was well… because of you.

“Y/N!” He shouted putting the controller down before even finishing the race.

Well… you knew now.

“I can’t believe you’re still with that fucking asshole” Hyunjae whistled through gritted teeth.

You knew Hyunjae despised Younghoon, hence why you were trying to hide away the screen from the eyes of your best friend. But as you turned the device the other way Juyeon snatched it from your hands.

“What did she send ?” Hyunjae avidly asked.

“Please don’t read it” you asked Juyeon, pleading eyes bordering on begging to preserve the ridiculous trace amount of pride you had left and not read yet another text in which you bent over backwards for your ungrateful boyfriend.

“I’m not gonna read it” Juyeon declared. You exhaled in relief while Hyunjae scoffed. “But I am going to take it away for the rest of the night”.

“What? Please give it back” you tried to reach for it but Juyeon was way taller and had longer arms there was no way you would be able to take it back from him.

“No. Just enjoy a fun gaming night with us. Okay?” Juyeon smiled at you with that adorable eye smile that you’ve been unable to say no to since middle school.

“Fine”

You played a little more Mario Kart but it was as if the atmosphere had changed.

“Can I ask you something ?” Juyeon finally asked.

There he goes again… You thought.

The three of you were best friends for almost as long as you could remember and you knew them like the back of your hands.

When something awkward like that happened Hyunjae and yourself would rather ignore it and you would give each other time to forgive and forget but not Juyeon. He would just bluntly speak his truth.

“Sure” you said as you paused the game and Hyunjae groaned again.

“Why him?” Juyeon asked, putting his phone down. You sighed in annoyance and the

question.

“I don’t know, Juyeon, OK? I don't know why I love him.” You said as you rubbed your aching temple.

“You can do so much better though!” He protested while Hyunjae looked at you with stern eyes.

“You deserve someone that’s going to be thoughtful and kind” Juyeon almost whispered with his deep voice, bringing the back of his hand to your cheek.

With this simple touch the atmosphere had changed again. Juyeon’s cat-like eyes fixed on your lips, leaning dangerously as you felt his warm reassuring touch on your cheek. It felt safe and somehow you didn’t have it in you to pull away.

“Someone like me? Maybe?” he murmured, his lips grazing yours. He paused right there. Giving you one last chance to pull away, to remain faithful to your morals but… how could you? You felt the heat radiating from his face and his soft breath fanning your cheeks. You didn’t want him to stop.

So he leaned in to close the distance between your lips and finally kissed you. The electric charge from the thrill of kissing your best friend traveled from your lips all the way down to your core, making your guts stir in excitement.

Juyeon’s hand moved from your cheek to your nape to gently press your lips further onto his own, slightly parting them to let his tongue lap at yours. Heat pulled in your lower stomach while your eyelids fluttered close, losing yourself in this kiss. Juyeon’s large palm sliding up your thigh as he kissed you softly.

“Right, my princess? “ he whispered, breaking the kiss, leaving your lips yearning for more, you nodded, looking at him through your lashes when you heard Hyunjae scoff behind you.

The brief sound brought you back to reality. You whipped your head to your side where you are greeted by the icy cold gaze of the older one, eyeing you scornfully.

“You’re wasting your time” he said, maintaining the unwavering eye contact. “She doesn’t care about this…” he brought his hand to your cheek caressing slightly before he shifted to entangle his slender fingers around your hair “She only likes pain” he said before suddenly giving a quick and sharp pull, ripping from your lips a surprised whimper, which made Hyunjae smirk evilly.

“I knew it” he whispered, bending over you and pressing his hot lips to your cheek. "You only yearn to be treated like the little whore that you are. You want to be my little slut. Want me to hurt you, huh?" he said before he used your hair again to make you turn your head, breaking your neck into position and crashing his lips onto yours. The difference with Juyeon was blatant, overwhelming even. Hyunjae was devouring you. It was clear he wasn’t intending to ask for anything. He was demanding, he was taking what was his. And you were ready to give it all up to him… To them.

You felt Juyeon’s rough hands wrap around your waist from behind while he planted soft kisses and bites from your nape to your ear. Licking and nibbling around it while you felt his hands make quick work of rolling up your skirt past your waist line. You gasped when his large palm brushed against the thin skin of your inner thigh which Hyunjae saw as an opportunity to kiss you even deeper as you moaned into his mouth.

“Spread your legs for me, doll” Juyeon cooed, lips still pressed to the wet patch of skin on your neck. “Good girl” he praised when you did. His large palm brushed over your clothed center and you arched your back in an unpremeditated reflex, pushing your hips forward onto the older man. You felt Hyunjae’s lips pull into a sly smirk.

“Really?” he said, breaking the kiss “Already offering yourself like this?” he chuckled. "You're so fucking easy. Anyone could get it with you"

You whimpered and squirmed in embarrassment but kept your legs wide open nonetheless, which Hyunjae didn’t fail to notice. He scoffed.

“What a little slut you are” he drew back, eyes sweeping across your whole figure to finally settle on your most private part.

When Juyeon finally pushed your panties to the side and let the living room ceiling light shine directly on your center you felt like you were going to faint from the adrenaline rapidly rushing to your brain, making your breath itch in your throat. Hyunjae caught his bottom lip between his teeth.

“Look at that we barely even touched you and you’re already this wet?” Hyunjae spat with one cocked eyebrow, peering at your slicked and glistening folds with disdain.

You opened your mouth to talk back, to defend yourself but you could only deeply sigh in bliss as Juyeon's rough hand brushed against your unclothed bundle of nerves. And it was only then that you realized how right Hyunjae was and how wet you actually were.

Your wetness had soaked through the panties and was nearly dripping down to the floor. Juyeon had no trouble gathering and spreading it all over you. He gently and slowly circled your swollen nub, teasing it, lewd wet and squelching sounds erupting from the shameless act. Making you inexorably wetter and hungry for more.

He kept teasing you slowly as he laid wet kisses on the side of your neck, heavily breathing into your ear while Hyunjae palmed his hard member through his tighter-than-ever pants thoroughly enjoying you being spread in full display for him.

After what felt like hours of teasing you finally gathered the courage to protest in the form of a tiny high pitched whimper.

“What's wrong, my baby?” Juyeon huffed into your ear before sucking on your lobe, the heat from his mouth raised goosebumps on your skin.

“Please” you mustered, barely above a whisper.

“Please what?” he asked as you felt his lips on your neck being pulled into a smirk.

“Please I want your fingers inside me” you murmured as if you almost didn’t want the words you were speaking to actually be heard but to no avail. Both of your best friends heard you clear as day.

“Pathetic” Hyunjae said as he seemed to be palming himself with more pressure, looking anything but displeased.

“Anything for you, my princess” Juyeon cooed and immediately sunk his middle finger inside you, a disproportionately large palm resting over your mound. He circled his finger deep inside and you felt his blunt nail graze on your g spot which made you whimper and throw your head back, resting it on his shoulder.

The dull pleasure was making your head spin so much that you didn’t even hear when Hyunjae unzipped his jeans and slipped out of his boxers.

“Yeah finger fuck her. I’ll fuck her throat” he scoffed while he approached you, hard dick in hand. “Come here” he said as he forcefully pulled you towards him. The hot tip pressed against your closed mouth and precum glazed your bottom lip.

As if the stars aligned, at the exact same time as Hyunjae pushed his cock past your lips Juyeon slipped a second finger inside you, thick and long fingers stretching you out so perfectly. You moaned as Hyunjae slipped inside you, his taste spreading on your tongue, adding even more fuzz to your already foggy thoughts.

“Fuck” he said under his breath, grabbing a fistfull of your hair, bending your neck backwards and forcing you to look up at him. The pain on your scalp took your mind off the rising pleasure Juyeon was inflicting on you and you looked up at the older male with teary eyes while he kept on pushing his dick inside your wet mouth until he had to force the last couple of centimeters down your throat. And he stayed there. Look down at you as you choked on his length.

“Such a good girl for us. You take him so well, baby” Juyeon praised you as he picked up the pace, making your eyes roll back. “So pretty all stretched out and wet for us.”

“Keep your mouth open” Hyunjae whispered before finally pulling out to let you have a quick breather before he smashed his hips back into your face, setting a rapid rhythm. The burning sensation in your throat made your heart race and as Juyeon was having his way with you, circling and flicking your clit you felt the precious build up of your release forming in the pit of your stomach.

“Fuck” Hyunjae groaned as he kept on the furious pace. “It’s like this mouth was made for me. Perfectly fitted little cocksleeve” he tugged at your hair again, making you moan on his length.

You almost lost your mind when Juyeon brought his second hand to circle your clit as the other one was still pumping in and out of you. Your muffled moans grew louder on Hyunjae’s cock, the vibrations making him shiver.

“Baby you’re so tight” Juyeon murmured in your hot ear. “You wanna cum?” he asked, slipping a third finger inside you and you almost came on the spot as you were deliciously stretched out top and bottom by your best friends. “You can cum, kitten.”

It’s the only thing you needed as your body was waiting for this command to immediately let go of the knot. You quivered and moaned, while your jaw went lax around Hyunjae. Your center tightly gripping on Juyeon’s digits, desperate to ever let them go. Twitching and spasming in delicious bliss.

“Good girl” Juyeon cooed as he gradually slowed down allowing you to ride off your high at your own speed.

“I can’t believe you fucking came already.” Hyunjae spat at you with mean eyes as he pulled his cock from your agape mouth, you took a deep breath and sighed in bliss.

But you looked down when you felt two hands going up your thighs and you were met with Hyunjae’s glacial eyes.

“You won’t need that anymore” without a heads up he tore away your panties, ripping them to shreds with a grunt as you gasped in surprise. “I want to know how this little pussy feels like” he whispered through gritted teeth, eyeing you like candy, avid hands pulling at your hips to bring you closer to the edge on the couch. In some kind of protective reflex you wanted to close your legs but Juyeon hands that were still glistening with your wetness kept them open.

“Can you be a good girl for us and keep your legs nice and spread like this?” his deep voice asked softly. The tone was soft, slightly contrasting with the strong grasp on both your thighs.

You nodded.

“Good girl”

Hyunjae didn't wait for a second. He brought his scolding hot tip to your folds and glazed himself into your juices, thoroughly coating his length as he pumped his fist around it a couple of times before pushing the tip in.

Immediately your eyes rolled to the back of your skull and your arch your back into the couch, biting your bottom lip trying not to moan. That attempt turned out to be a failure as Hyunjae progressed inside your wet heat. When he bottomed out you let out a small cry of pleasure. As Juyeon felt your thighs twitch lightly he withdrew his hands to bring them up to your chest and kneed your breasts. His large hands lifted your top and pulled on your bra releasing your beautiful tits which made Hyunjae grunt as he fucked himself inside your cunt. Juyeon’s big palm laid over the two lumps of sensitive flesh and worked them gently, his fingers curling around your nipples to roll them around.

“So pretty, baby” Juyeon cooed into your ear, looking over your shoulder at how your tits bounced every time Hyunjae drilled his cock into you. Juyeon can’t take it anymore, he also wants to know how you feel around him and you feel him slip from behind you. You instantly miss his warm hands over your body. But the disappointment is short-lived. Because you feel his hand softly wrap around your jaw, pulling your face to look up at him. Your gaze quickly dropped from his gentle eyes to his thick cock laying heavily in his hands as he pumped himself a couple of times approaching the wet tip to your lips.

Instinctively your lips parted to let your tongue swipe and have a taste of his essence. Which made Juyeon hiss in pleasure, fist growing stronger around his cock, making the veins of his forearm pop. He drove his cock into your mouth, earning a low grunt from him. You lips painfully stretched to accommodate to Juyeon’s girth.

“Fuckk” he cursed under his breath. “Such a good girl taking my cock like this”. He said wrapping his long fingers around your nape, giving you an encouraging push. You didn’t need more to quicken your pace, gobbling his cock as far as you could manage without hesitation.

“What a fucking whore” Hyunjae grunted as he gave you one particularly strong thrust, the sharp pleasure making you moan on Juyeon’s length. “You love cock so much? Look at you swallowing his cock like it’s your only goal in life?” He picked up the pace smashing his hips into yours. Your attention switching from Juyeon to Hyunjae. “Is that it? You’re only goal is to be filled with cocks?”

“Phhfuckk” you attempted to say, your mouth full to the brim.

“So pretty baby.” Juyeon cooed as he started to thrust into your mouth when your attention got diverted. “So pretty full of cocks”

The coil in your guts tightened again as your gaze fluttered between Jueyon’s soft smile and Hyunjae’s mean eyes. Once again close to the edge.

“Keep going. She’s going to cum” Juyeon said to his friend. Not daring to take his eyes off your wet ones. Hyunjae scoffed.

“Again?” he said, gripping your thighs tighter and drilling his cock into you harder as he felt your cunt clamp around him, dangerously fluttering. “Go ahead and cum. It’s all you’re good for.” he said, one hand leaving your thigh to slap against your cunt. The pain made you choke on Juyeon.

“Fuck” he grunted while your mumbled intelligibly, earning another slap before Hyunjae started to draw small and quick circles on your swollen and painful little clit.

That made you cross the edge again. Your body shook against Hyunjae’s relentless hips. Your pussy clenching around him and fluttering in delicious and intoxicating pleasure. Screams of bliss muffled by Juyeon’s length, making him shiver, bucking his hips into your mouth a little harsher.

Hyunjae pulled out quickly and wanted to stuff you back but was interrupted by Juyeon.

“Come on man, it’s my turn now” Juyeon said, taking his dick out of your mouth, letting you take deep breaths as you slowly came down from your high.

“Fine” Hyunjae spat as he got out of between your legs. “I was almost done” he mumbled.

Juyeon sat beside you on the couch once again he looked at you and patted his thighs.

“Ride me baby” he said and you immediately hopped on his lap. Your tits shoved in his face he took a deep breath, letting his brain be soaked with the pheromone filled smell of sex that was imprinted into your sweaty skin.

You took his length between your fingers and pumped a couple of times before you sunk your hips into his cock.

“Ffffuck” Juyeon sighed, before licking a big stripe between your tits, collecting the glistening sweat.

Hyunjae didn’t miss one second of the show. He pumped his cock as he watched you bounce on his friend’s cock. Looking attentively at the way your pussy spread wide to take him in, spitting him out covered with your slick, all of that forming a beautiful soundtrack of moans, grunts and squelching wet sounds.

Hyunjae kept on fisting his rock hard and dripping cock as the same rhythm as you lifted your hips and let them smash back down.

“How is it in there, dude?” he asked Juyeon.

“F-fucking great” he responded not taking your tits out his mouth.

“Yeah I know. Slutty cunts are the best. Because they just suit anyone.” He said letting his free hand slap your ass. Making you arch your back and bounce even harder. A silent plea for more. And it’s exactly what you got. “And this one she’s one real easy whore. Letting anyone fuck her raw” He spanked your ass again, even harder this times, leaving a beautiful print behind on your skin. “Isn’t it right, slut?”

“Yesssss!!!!” you panted, bouncing even harder, the familiar build up heating up in your guts again, Juyeon’s large hands gripping the underside of your thighs and aiding you bounce on him while he muffled his moans in your chest. “I’m a slut a real fucking whore for you. I love both your cocks so much”

“Is that so?” Hyunjae said, tilting his head, his lips being pulled in a sly smirk as an idea blossomed in his lust soaked mind.

He approached his tip to your ass, rubbing his hard-on on your cheeks. Before leaning over and spitting a big wad right into your pucker. Making the hole blink.

“Since you love our cock so much. You don’t mind me taking your ass, right?” he said pressing his tip still wet with your slick into your only available hole.

“Oh G-god” you chocked when you felt your ass being spread open.

“Please” Hyunjae chuckled still pushing inside you. “Just call me Hyunjae” he said cockily as he pushed the last inch into your bottomless hole.

“Fuckkk it feels so good” he cried out stopping your hips, your nails digging into Juyeon’s shoulders, urging him to fuck up into your cunt. He did so immediately. His dick grazing against Hyunjae’s inside your ass.

“Fuckk” the older one hissed when he felt the coming and going of his friend through the small membrane that separated both your holes.

He started to fuck into your asshole as soon as you looked accustomed to him. He loved to watch the way your asshole dragged into his cock every time he pulled out just to welcome him back into your warmth once he pushed back in.

“Fuck baby you’re so good to us” Juyeon as lightly tugging at your erect nipple with his teeth. “So pretty for us. So fucking good.” He panted fucking his hips uo into you, making your pussy cream around him, wet sounds bouncing of the walls.

He was so close. So fucking close he could taste it.

“Fuck kitten. I’m going to cum soon” he said, grip growing stronger on your thighs.

“Yeah please. Please!! Please fill me up!” you urged when you felt another slap into your ass.

“What a filthy fucking slut begging for cum like that” Hyunjae groaned. “Want mine too whore?”

“Yees fuck please. yesyesyesyesyes!!!” you chanted, feeling both of your holes grip around the cock that were both plowing into you, rearranging your guts so deliciously.

“Then fucking take it” Hyunjae says slipping his hand into your hair and pulling harshly. Letting his cock pump your ass full of tasty hot cum, his hips absolutely rutting into your ass, grunting and moaning. So much so that it made the cum spill out and drip on his friend's cock. But both of them couldn’t care less.

“Fuck baby. ‘m- c-” Juyeon can’t even bring himself to make full sentences and follows right after Hyunjae. You feel his enormous cock twitch inside you, delivering an ungodly amount of white hot cum right in the deepest part of you, if it wasn’t for the pill you were taking you’d be sure to be knocked up right away. His dick brush again against your soft spot and the way you feel both your holes filled with cum make you tip over the edge. And you find yourself squirting all over both their dicks in a pleasure filled scream. Your juices spray out of you in big streams, completely soaking Juyeon laid under you which makes his hips stutter a little. This orgasm is the most intense one of the night, making both your holes flutter. Your cunt clenching around Juyeon and your asshole blinking around Hyunjae while you pant and moan in complete euphoria.

The next few instants are a blur. None of you speak, only pants and sighs can be heard. All three of you, piled up on top of each other, drained and content. But the blissful silence is interrupted by the low vibrations of a phone..

A phone? your phone!

Juyeon haphazardly reaches into the pocket of his jeans laying somewhere near and holds the device to you.

You have dozens of unread texts from Younghoon and even more missed calls. Poor thing… he’s not used to you going silent on him. Not his precious and naive girlfriend.

You pushed your messy hair out of your face and picked up the call.

“Yeah?” you say voice sounding a little rough, nothing surprising given the things that were just in your mouth and roughing up your throat.

“What the fuck are you doing? Why aren't you answering your texts?” Younghoon asks, panic seeping in his rushed voice.

Hyunjae chuckled coldly behind you.

“Come cuddle baby.” Juyeon said, pouting so much it was audible.

“WHO THE FUCK IS THAT???? Y/N??? IS THAT JUYEON???”

“Hmmmm” you hesitated before Hyunjae snatched the phone from behind you.

“You guys are done. Don’t call her again”

“WHAT THE F-”

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secret admin| charles leclerc social media au

pairing: charles leclerc x reader

newest ferrari admin is starting to show favorites and the fans desperately try to put two and two together (alternate caption: ferrari admin loves to confuse the hell out of ferrari fans)

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daisyvisions · 7 months

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♣️ Kinktober Fest 2023 ♣️

Step Right Up to Daisy's Spectacular Kinktober Show: Where Your Wildest Fantasies Come True! (with special guests: The Boyz)

But be warned, for these imaginations might not be for the faint of heart…

✦ Day 18 - Best friend!Younghoon (sensory deprivation & high sex)

✦ Day 19 - Rival!Changmin (blackmail & face fucking)

✦ Day 21 - Neighbor!Eric (food play & fingering)

✦ Day 22 - Wildcard (CEO! & cuckolding)

✦ Day 23 - Camboy!Haknyeon (squirting & dirty talk)

✦ Day 24 - Husband!Jacob (somnophilia & body worship)

✦ Day 26 - Pervy Best Friend!Sunwoo (corruption & dry humping)

✦ Day 27 - Classmate!Kevin (mutual masturbation & cum play)

✦ Day 29 - Bully!Sangyeon (dumbification & rough sex)

✦ Day 30 - Spoiled Rich Kid!Chanhee (Sex toys & pillow fucking)

✦ Day 31 - Vampire!Juyeon (cockwarming & begging)

✦ Day 32 (Nov.5) - Incubus!Hyunjae (hypnotism & breeding)

✦ Day 33 (Nov.19) - Wildcard (ghost face! & double penetration)

A/N: Very excited to announce my 1st ever kinktober! I will try to write for all of these as much as possible & will update this master list as the days go by! Hope you enjoy!

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This summer is shaping up to be one for the books.

#my both of my jobs is going to lose it because I’m asking for every weekend in July off #anime expo Fourth of July weekend #skz the weekend after and still maybe by resale for Saturday #txt just announced their world tour and the la show is at the end of july #plus I might think about kcon la in august and I just bought the boyz tickets for the la show #booked and busy #personal #talking into the void #txt #stray kids #the boyz #kpop #text

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sanjisblackasswife · 9 months

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Hi can you do more gojo headcanons please💕💕

hiiii

i have one or a few HCs thats been marinating in my head for a while;

I think Gojo is a virgin. I believe at most he has kissed a girl, but he was drunk and when Geto told him what he did he never touched alcohol since then. He wants to have sex, but no girl around him has peaked his interest yet.

Mind you— even though he has never had sex he canonically is really good at it because he can perfect anything he tries.

I think Gojo likes to use ASL to speak to Geto. They both learned together and when they want to gossip they just speak in sign language.

I think Gojo once tries being vegan for a day because Geto was for a few months and immediately quit after realizing he couldn’t have most of his favorite sweets

Gojo wants a girlfriend. He jokes, but he does want one. When he comes home (which is rarely) sometimes he wishes he had someone to come home to. He really wants one to annoy as well.

Gojo grew his hair out a few times, but he looked too girly so he cut it back short.

He cuts his own hair

His love language is touch, gift giving, acts of service and annoying ur soul

Gojo’s favorite movies are the Bad Boyz Series, Rush Hour, Bettlejujce, Ferries Buellrs Day Off, and almost every Disney movie

Gojo doesn’t believe in horoscopes, star signs, and stuff like that. He mocks people that do.

He remembers little stuff about you/people he loves but dont point it out he gets embarrassed.

He’s a small Tsundere to the girl he likes. He’s ruined a few chances with women because of this.

He goes to Geto for advice with talking to them but he uses stupid excuses like “Lets say HYPOTHETICALLY a guy we knew HYPOTHETICALLY liked this girl…”

He’s love legos.

His ideal date is at his place, you both cook together, play some dumb games, and watch a new show to binge all night. He takes it over a fancy date any day.

He doesn’t realize how rich he is. He KNOWS but spending money is nothing to him so if you were out telling him not to buy an expensive dress for you. He simply wont understand and get it for you anyways.

He’s more giving than he’d like to admit.

Gojo likes moments where it’s just you and him sitting in a room in silence doing yall own thing. He loves it even more when he can blurt out something random and you both just start chatting it up as if you both wasnt quiet for a whole 2 hours.

Gojo loves it when people are happy to see HIM. He loves to feel wanted

Gojo will never make you feel left out. Introverted or not he will make sure you’re comfortable wherever you both go

Gojo likes to be held, there’s a few times he has laid on Geto/Shoko’s lap and fell asleep

#TimikosGojo #gojo #gojo saturo #gojo satoru #gojo satoru headcanons #gojo headcanons #gojo x y/n #jjk gojo #gojo imagine #gojo x you #gojo x reader

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iwelcomedeathwithopenarms04 · 2 months

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Yandere Sir Pentious | General Headcanons

Since no one else is doing it, I will >:(

Ps. I take requests ;)

● He may not be the smartest or strongest, but he's got the spirit alright.

● In this scenario, you met him first at the Hotel. Maybe you were a sinner looking for redemption? Maybe you were Charlie's friend or in a leash? Or maybe you just were there for the free housing? Either way, this man fell in love with you on first sight, believe it or not.

● He walks in all sad and pitiful `redemption redemption' and you don't buy his lie and goddamn it he doesn't know why but the glare you are giving him gives him the chills. And not in a bad way mind you.

● Like you're just standing there glaring at him, and he just locks up when he sees your eyes on him. `Who is this?` `What's their name?` `WHY ARE THEY SO GODDAMN SEXY?!`

● Eventually (literally on the first day lmao) when Angel Dust discovers the "hidden" camera and you walk in, dropkick him and stand on his back with one leg to keep him down he almost moans right then and there. Like wtf why are you so good-looking while beating the shit outta him???

● You ain't even gotta be stronger than him. When you lay your hands on him (or literally any part of you), he just locks up and lets you throw him around.

● The Egg Boyz are gonna call you 'mom' 'mama' 'momma' or any possible alternate regardless of your gender (or lack of).

● Like the Egg Boyz just are too dumb to comprehend anything. In their eyes, the boss loves likes you, you care for the Egg Boyz (whether out of your own volition or not doesn't matter), and you keep their boss in line. To them, you're a mother because a mother's role is to care and keep the daddy in line, right? (Why Egg Boyz, why).

● Anyways, as a yandere, Sir Pentious is more capable of showing his feelings for you than in the show. Instead of saying, "Because I'm buying drinks for everyone," he goes "because you are my first ever friend" or something like that.

● Though he certainly isn't the strongest demon out there, he ain't the weakest either. If some random demon happens to be messing with you, they just might find themselves in a bit of a pickle when Sir Pentious pays them a visit <33

● "You better bow down trash. You're in the presence of a RULER." (He's talking about you, btw) he worships the ground you walk on. You can't do any wrong in his eyes (even though you are in Hell for a reason)

● You could literally blow up an orphanage, and he would go "Yeah well the orphanage was in their way."

● In the final battle, you had gotten hurt, and he couldn't stand it. In his eyes, someone so powerful and mighty (even though you may actually be weaker than him) couldn't be defeated by something as simple as a hit from the first man ever, right? Right?!

● There are two ways we can go from here.

● One is that Sir Pentious sacrifices himself for you. He sees how hurt you are and filled with rage and the thirst of revenge he gets a confidence boost and kisses you deeply, declaring his undying love for you in front of EVERYBODY.

• Then he powers up the machine, dies an embarrassing death and yada yada. Now in Heaven, he will literally fight tooth and nail to either get back down to you or to bring you up there with him.

● If it so happens that he can't remember anything, then he would feel deep longing for something or someone that he can't quite place. What is this painful feeling in his chest? Why does he feel like he is missing someone important?

● Alternatively, if it so happens that YOU end up dying in the final battle, then Holy Hell.

● Seeing your lifeless body fills him with pure heartbreak that he didn't know he was even capable of feeling.

● He would kill himself then and there. He doesn't care who he will leave behind as long as he gets to die, too, while holding your hand or hugging your body close to his. He can't live without you, even in Hell. To him, the only way to be loyal to you now that you are dead is to be dead with you.

● Even in death, you can't escape your diehard fan <3

#yandere #yandere hazbin hotel #yandere hazbin hotel headcanons #yandere sir pentious #soft yandere #yandere headcanons

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imababblekat · 7 months

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So Close

@badlywritten-stuff2 ,"i am a sucker for spiderman reader w the turtles so i was hit w a potentially galaxy brain (and. shippy.) idea; the reader and leo are about to have like, a spiderman-esqe kiss where the reader is hanging upside down on their web with only half their face showing (you know the scene-- that's ROMANCE baby!) maybe it's a little farther down the line, in terms of their relationship and it's crept into less platonic and more 'i like you' vibes but still very much leo doesnt know our beloved spidey's identity. then the boyz show up and they're all like "YALL WAS GONNA KISS??" and leo and spidey are like "NUH UH" or something idk! have fun with it i just got the sillies. thank you! i hope youre doing well!"

◌ S,p = Spider Persona ◌

~xXx~

The air felt chill across green pebbled skin, a light rain cascading down from the sky and creating a beautiful wash of colors of the city scape for Leo to gaze upon. Despite being a stickler for always staying together, especially when in the world above his home, the mutant turtle felt he exceptionally needed this moment of peace. Away from the loud bustle of his brothers, away from the grueling training he’d tunnel vision himself into in moments like these, and away from the heavy expectations of being not only the eldest but the leader put upon him.

With a heavy breath through his nose and eyes shut closed, the terrapin in blue had not noticed the quiet pitter patter of feet behind him.

“Looks like someone finally learned to get out and have some fun for once.”

Leonardo nearly jumped out of his shell, but was quick to recover and turned with a glare that quickly dissipated at realizing who his uninvited guest was.

“(S,p), what are you doing here?”, he questioned, trying his best to stop the small flutter in his chest.

Sitting on the ledge of the door that led to the roof they both now occupied, the eyes of the friendly neighborhood (S,p) motioned in a way of how one would quirk a brow.

“Uhm, fighting crime. What are you doing out here? Thought Raph was the one to go soloing about.”

Leo looked down to the city streets below, his face scrunching up at being reminded of one of his latest stressors.

“Nothing, I. . .I just needed some air.”

(S,p) frowned at this. The hunched form, stiff shoulders, and shadows beneath gorgeous blue eyes were only a few tell tales of what Leo was currently going through.

“Hey. . .”

Leo watched as (S,p) hoped down from their perch, walking only a few steps before sitting down on the edge beside him. A gentle hand had come to rest on Leo’s forearm, and even through the miraculous suit they wore, he could still feel the comforting heat of their touch.

“Remember what we talked about?”, (S,p) questioned, looking up into Leo’s cerulean(?) eyes, that of which shyly wished to look away but held firm.

“You can’t keep things bottled up, Leo. It’ll weigh you down till it suffocates you.”

Swallowing a tightness in his throat, said terrapin could no longer hold his best friends gaze, and instead focused on the smaller hand still rested upon him.

“I know. I’m still just not used to this kind of thing.”, he admitted, a dusting across his chilled cheeks in the New York night.

For a brief moment, he wondered if you were cold as well, and could not help the feeling of concern at you becoming sick for being out in such weather trying to comfort him. Though, he knew any attempt at dissuading you would be futile. The more time you and the four brothers had spent together, the closer you and honorable terrapin had grown, no way was he going to get rid of you that easily. Your gentle caringness you were about to display proving as such.

“That’s okay. That’s why I promised to always be here when you needed and were ready.”, you beamingly reminded, taking your other hand to gently cup Leo’s face and direct his focus back to you.

The flutter felt earlier returned once more to Leonardo’s chest, his wrapped hand reaching up to gently lay over the hand that still caressed his face.

How had he become so lucky to meet someone like you? He knew not of your true identity, but Leo still fully believed he could trust you with his life and vice versa. Maybe it was because you were not so normal yourself, but whatever the case may be, you never treated Leo like a freak. Not only that, but you saw more of him then some cold hardass leader. You saw past the wall he built, the façade he wore as his duty placed upon him at such a young age. It wasn’t that Leo disliked being a leader, but it hadn’t been easy on him and he very much felt alone at times. Yet, when you had stumbled into their lives, it was like a ray of sun came to cast out the rays of his lonely mind. You had always cared for him, and you still continued to do so, as he found himself doing for you as well.

There was no one he felt closer to in his whole life but you.

“So, do you feel up for talking? Or do you just wanna hang for a while?”, you quietly asked, tucking one of Leo’s mask tails aside.

With a warming smile, Leo stood, taking your hand he still held and pulling you up gently as well.

“I think I’d just like to hang, if you’re not too busy kicking bad guy butt.”

You giggled, a melody like sound to Leo’s ears as he watched you walk back to the place you once sat perched upon.

“For you? Never busy! I know this cute little roof top café we can hit up. It’s got a little private area the owner set aside for me to take breaks at. Won’t have to worry at all about any surprises.”

Watching you jump up to the higher roof ledge, Leo thought about your proposition. Sitting in a cozy area with calming night rain in New Yorker city, enjoying a nice warm cup of coffee with the one person who could light up a whole room? What could be better?

“That sounds really nice actually. They have any pastries?”, Leo asked, getting ready to follow you up.

“As a matter of fact, they do! Oooh, their honey rolls are just ab-shit!”

Leonardo's heart spiked as he saw you suddenly slip on the wet surface above, and with quick reflexes he lurched forward, ready to catch you in his arms. Unfortunately, your own reflexes had kicked in just in time for you to web your self to the dryer, bottom portion of the ledge, leaving you effectively upside down. Combining both of your quick movements, neither Leo or you had time to stop the momentum of your faces colliding together. Despite being masked, there was no doubt in either of your minds the connection you each felt upon one another's lips. As quick as it had happened it was just as quickly over; Leo stepped back faster than lightning and his face lighting up as red as his brothers mask. As for you, your whole body felt it’s only electricity, spidey senses going awry from the incident.

“I-I’m so sorry!! I was just trying to catch you and-“

“N-no, I should apologize! I’m the one who slipped!”

The air grew thick with silence, as neither you or Leo looked at the other, hearts still racing and emotions on the high end. You were still buzzing, a new feeling you had never felt before coursing through you. It was your spidey sense, that you knew, but it hadn’t been the same as every other time you’ve experienced it. It was warm, soothing, elating, like taking a nap cozied up in bed with the window open to allow for a nice spring breeze.

Taking a chance, you glanced over at Leo, the later still looking to the ground. Not aware of the eyes upon him, Leo slowly had reached up to touch his own lips, a glimmer in his eyes that had not gone unnoticed by you. The sight sent a flutter of your own though your chest, as you thought back on all the special moments that you both had shared.

Almost similarly to Leo, you had felt alone for so long. A hero with abilities never heard of before and no one to learn from. Navigating a new world and taking on responsibilities and hardships you’d never asked for. When you met the ninja turtles though, and found yourself in an ever growing friendship with Leonardo, you suddenly found yourself almost not ever remembering what loneliness felt like.

“Hey, Leo?”

Said terrapin was quick to look your way, feeling the shyness of your gaze as you called for him.

“Yeah?”

“Do you uhm. . .”

Your voice fell to a mumble, your characteristic bravado suddenly gone. Leo chanced stepping forward, and once sure that you were comfortable with him moving into your space he continued closer.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t catch that.”

Leo felt a new nervousness within him. You both knew it was an accident, but dear god, did you hate him now? Was this going to change things for the worse? The thought of your friendship dwindling caused an ache in Leo’s heart as he worriedly waited for you to repeat yourself. However, the next words you’d speak would be the complete opposite of the turmoil within his mind.

“I-I said. . .do you want to try that again?”

Leo gulped, his eyes behind his blue mask widening.

“What? Kiss?!”

“Yeah.”

“Uhm, but your mask. Are you sure your okay with?”, Leo gestured to his own face, knowing how important your identiy was to you.

You simply nodded, gaze just as soft as the handsome one now mere inches from you.

“You can pull it down part way.”

“Are you sure?”, Leo asked once more, half lidded stare looking into the eyes of your mask, that of which he swore for but a brief second he saw (e,c) orbs.

“Yeah, I trust you.”

That was all that Leonardo needed to hear, his heart now feeling like it would explode just by your simple, but powerful statement. Ever so gently he peeled down your mask, mind a flutter at finally seeing some hint of your true self. This whole action and moment had been elating for you as well, a thrill in your heart at feeling the brush of Leo's hands across your bare skin.

With the ambiance of falling rain, glowing lights of ranging hues, and the warmth of the others breath, the kiss Leo was about to share with you, would be a cherished memory for a life time and more.

“Hey, guy’s! I found him!”

Never had you pulled your mask up so quickly, and never had Leonardo let out such a roaring groan. Foot falls came to a halt as Raphael, Donatello, and Michelangelo hopped onto the roof top you both occupied.

“What the hell, man?! We’ve been tryin’ to reach you all night!”, Raph glowered throwing his hands up as his brother in blue sent him the sharpest of glares.

“There’s been a Foot Clan robbery, and NYPD needs back up.”, Donnie hurriedly spoke, too focused on one of his gadgets to take notice of the same death glare sent his way.

Ultimately, it was Mikey who had come to read the room, going to give you an excited greeting when he took notice of the bashful look displayed on your mask, Leo’s deep scowl, and the close proximity between you both. The biggest, toothiest of smiles breached the youngest face, but Leo had no time to stop him from speaking out.

“Yooo!! Were you two about to do what I think you were about to do?!”

Raphael and Donnie confusedly looked to Mikey, Leo furiously making motions to get Mikey to shut up.

“What are you talking about, Mikey?”, Raph spat, not in the mood for his antics.

“Oh you knooow~ Leo and (s,p), sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!”

Realization smacked both Raph and Donnie in the face at that moment as they quickly looked between you both, each’s expression brimming with surprise.

“Wait, seriously?! Is that why you weren’t answering your phone?!, Donnie gawked while adjusting his glasses.

“So, like. . .with mask or no mask?”, Raph questioned with a shit eating grin.

Another heavy groan reverberated from Leonardo as his brother huddled together to begin their collective teasing. How was he going to survive this? Cheeks hot with embarrassment as his brother laughed and continued to banter from a distance, Leo turned to apologize to you, only to find you suddenly absent. Leo felt a sudden sadness at your disappearance, but a ping to his phone caught his attention. A text notification, above the many missed calls from his siblings, caught his eyes.

“Meet you dorks at the robbery! Coffee after? Or will you be too busy dying from your brothers torment? ; )”

Leo let out a breathy chuckle, and with a warm grin and even warmer heart, sent a message in return.

“For you? Never busy!”

~xXx~

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anti-romantico · 5 months

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[consequences] the boyz hyunjae

warnings: enemies to lovers, fake marriage, and they were roommates, oral (m & f receiving), protected sex, couch sex, riding, cursing, PLOT

words: 7467

A/N: WHAT THE HECK

— Can you wear a shirt in my presence? — You asked, annoyed.

— I also live here, sweetheart. So if you can walk around with short shorts and a tank top with no bra, I can walk around shirtless. — Hyunjae answered, using that nickname you were more than used to.

— Not, you don't live here, dude, your cousin was kind enough to let you live with us while you find a new place. This is temporal. — You raised your voice.

— Can you two shut the fuck up? God, I can't even start my day without you two arguing. — Chanhee got out of his room.

— When is he leaving? — You asked, fully ignoring Hyunjae's offended look.

— When he finds a new place.

— And is he even looking for one? It's been almost a month. Or is he going to give us his part of the rent?

— Can you stop talking about me as if I'm not just right here? — Hyunjae finally exploded.

— I'm not going to join your argument before having a coffee. Or at all. — Chanhee walked to his room and locked the door behind him.

— Just for your information, I am looking for a place, I'll go to see one today. Thank you for your concern. — Hyunjae grabbed his bowl of cereal and walked to the living room, his temporary room.

— You better do the dishes before or I'm changing the door lock. — You said before locking yourself in your room.

When you came back from work, neither Hyunjae or Chanhee were home yet. You found a note stuck on your door.

"I'll check another place and eat outside, don't miss me ;)"

Fucker. As if you cared.

You finally had a peaceful meal, until Hyunjae called you when you were washing the bowl and cup you used.

"What?" You answered aggressively.

"Baby, hi! Guess what? I found our perfect place!" You could hear the echo his voice made in the room he was in.

"The fuck are talking about, dude? Did you hit your head on your way there?" You joked, walking to your room.

"That's right, the one you told me. How about you come and see it, I know you're gonna love it."

That's when you get it. "They won't rent it if you're not married, aren't they? What a shame."

"Don't worry, we'll wait for you."

"What? I'm not going, dude, look for another place."

"Perfect, see you here. Love you."

You stared at your phone for a few seconds until Hyunjae sent you the address of this apartment. "I'll do whatever you want for the rest of my life, please come"

You debated yourself if you should really go or not.

The sooner he gets a place, the fastest he leaves yours. Fair enough.

You changed clothes and grabbed Hyunjae's denim jacket before leaving.

You sent him a message once you got out of the taxi you called. Not even a minute later, he was walking out the building.

— He's looking at the window, so don't push me. — Hyunjae said before holding your head and kissing you slowly.

You followed the kiss. — You'll never hear the end of this. — You kissed him again and grabbed his hand, letting him guide you to his new apartment.

— We've been married for 3 months, together for a year. We don't have children and we don't want to. — Hyunjae said while you were waiting for the elevator. — Another thing. — You looked at him tired. — You have to live with me for a while. Then I can tell him we broke up so he doesn't kick me out.

Your two got in the elevator, glad it was empty. — You should've told me that.

— I'm sorry, I panicked. — You arrived at his floor and held hands again.

Hyunjae opened the door for you. Let the show begin

— You must be [Y/N]. I'm Mr. Jeong. — A middle-aged man said once you two got in. — Hyunjae told me you chose this apartment.

— I did, yes. I really like the zone, my mom lives close by. — Hyunjae smiled. You followed his lie unconsciously.

— Hyunjae told me that. That's so sweet of him to live close to your mom.

— He's the best. — You said, but Hyunjae's eyes told you you sounded too fake.

— So how about you show your beautiful wife the place while I go for the papers to my apartment. — Mr. Jeong said. You two panicked.

— Oh, you live in the building too? — You asked, squeezing Hyunjae's hand.

— That's right, on the second floor. — Well, that wasn't that bad. Hyunjae's apartment was on the 8th floor.

Mr. Jeong left, and you two waited a minute to finally argue.

— What is so cool about this apartment that you needed me to pretend to be your wife? — You asked him, following him to a small bathroom. You watched him close the door and layed on it. — I doubt it's the price, this zone it's really expensive.

— The whole place.

— It's too big for one person. — You crossed your arms.

— Juyeon and Kevin also need a place, they still don't know I found it though.

— So what now? How long do you need me here?

— I'm still not sure, but in the meantime, I need you to let them live with Chanhee.

— No.

— Please, then you can go back.

— Ok, fine they can stay there. — Hyunjae nodded. — But what if Mr. Jeong does kick you out once we "broke up". — Hyunjae stayed silent. — That better not be part of the contract we're about to sign.

And it wasn't fortunately. Mr. Jeong left the place, staring at you two with a nostalgic smile.

— I'll pay for everything. The rent, the bills, the moving. — Hyunjae said, joining you at the window.

— Yeah, you better. — You looked at him. — Did you eat?

— Barely, but I'm not hungry.

— Well, we have to go back to my apartment for our stuff and to tell Chanhee about this. You can have your last meal there.

Telling Chanhee was harder than you thought. He immediately refused, telling Hyunjae to find another girl.

— Mr. Jeong already met me, Chan, and I also signed the contract. There's no turn back now.

— If you do something to her, I'll stop talking to you, I swear Hyunjae, I don't care if we're family.

— Chanhee. — You called him, taken aback by his reaction.

— I won't, I swear, she'll be back here in 6 months. — You wanted to protest, but the time sounded just right.

Packing was fast. You were terrified of unpacking.

You walked to the room besides the main one. But Hyunjae stopped you.

— I'm not sharing a bed with you, dude. Also, it's not like he's going to check if we sleep in the same bed.

— He's our landlord, he needs to come and check if everything's alright. — You scoffed. — I got a new bed, a bigger one, we'll be far away from the other.

— If you hug me just once, I'm moving my stuff to that room, you get it? — You pointed at the door you initially were aiming at. Hyunjae nodded.

Luckily, the room had enough space for both, you'd say it was too much for you. You didn't even use all the hangers.

— Are you going to use them? — Hyunjae asked. Of course he needed extra hangers. He didn't like to fold his hoodies.

— All yours. — Hyunake took them and walked to his side of the room. — Why did you mention the kids? Did he ask?

— Yeah, when I told him we recently got married, he asked if we were planning on having kids.

— And you don't want them? — Hyunake turned around with a confused look. — With someone else. — You laughed.

— Ah. Well, yeah I do, actually. But I'll have to wait, I can't afford them right now. — He finished hanging his hoodies and stretched his arms.

— You seriously thought I'd let you pay for everything? — You walked to him.

— I mean, I was expecting you to pay at least for a few things. I've known you long enough to know that you don't like being a burden.

— Then it's set. 50-50? — You reached out your hand to shake it with his.

But there was one thing none of you thought about. The arguments. Just by the next day, you two went back to your usual dynamic.

— I told you to not hug me! — You said, pushing him.

— God, you're not even fully awake and you're already yelling. — Hyunjae turned his body and ignored your disgusted look.

You got up and grabbed the clothes you were going to wear. It was Saturday so at least you didn't have to work. Hyunjae, on the other hand, had to.

— Don't take too long, I need to take a shower. — You looked at him before getting in the bathroom. Once you got out. You found him in just his boxers, waiting for you to come out.

— Are you fucking serious? — You asked, stopping your tracks at the door.

— Well, this is my place, I can walk around however I want. — Hyunjae took his towel and moved you. You felt shivers when he slammed the door.

You were brushing your hair when he got out of the bathroom, with just his towel around his waist. There was no point in protesting anymore.

— I need to go to the supermarket later, do you need anything? — He said, taking his sweet time in choosing a shirt.

— No, thanks. — You said before leaving the room.

You set the coffee maker and grabbed two cups from a box and then went back to the room, begging for Hyunjae to be fully dressed by now.

— Do you want coffee? — He was, kind of. His shirt was still open.

— Yes, thank you. — He noticed you froze. — You just saw me with just my boxers on, what is that reaction?

— Don't know what you're talking about. — You were about to leave, but turned around. — I'll start using the other room's bathroom from now on.

Hyunjae walked to you. — I've never seen you like this, babe. Seriously, what's wrong? Did you have a wet dream about me like this?

— You wish. And I'm not telling you how to dress in your place, but let me remind you you were the one that asked me to help you. I don't mind packing everything again. — You tried your best to keep your eyes on his.

Hyunjae stayed silent, making you smirk. You left the room and got into the microwave the leftovers you two left last night.

It was almost 7pm when Hyunjae arrived, finding you finishing putting away all the plates and cups in the cabinets.

— Did you leave something for me? — Hyunjae looked around.

— The TV's. I'm afraid I'll break them. — You said, sitting on a chair. — Did you go to the supermarket?

— I didn't have time. Juyeon and Kevin needed help with the moving.

— So you help them, but not me? — You asked, laughing at his guilty face. — I'm kidding.

— Babe... — Your eyes snapped at the nickname. He only called you like that as a joke, and his tone wasn't didn't sound like it. He cleared his throat to ease the tension he created. — I bought this, by the way. — He took out two rings. — I don't know if Mr. Jeong noticed we didn't have rings on, but just in case.

Hyunjae was about to grab your hand, but you snatched the ring of his fingers, scaring him.

— Fuck... we don't have pictures of our wedding to decorate. — You said after putting on the ring.

— Juyeon will help with it, but we do need to take more pictures together. Just having pictures of our wedding will look suspicious.

— So that means we have to go on dates?

— Just for the pictures.

— Right.

Another silence dominated the room.

— Do you want to go for dinner? — Hyunjae asked, taking off his back tie.

— Uh, sure. Let me change.

— You look good like that, though.

You bit your lip. You wanted to giggle so bad. — I'm only changing my shirt and grabbing some jacket.

— Right.

You two got into your room and went to your sides of it. Hyunjae was looking at himself in his full body mirror when he saw you taking off your shirt, leaving you in just your bra and jeans.

— Uh... — You turned around, acting innocent.

— So you can walk around with just your boxers, but I can't change my shirt in front of you? Seems unfair. — It was your turn to take your sweet time finding a shirt.

Hyunjae took a deep breath and shamelessly stared at your body through the mirror.

Once you were ready, you turned around, finding him taking a picture of you.

— Not weird at all. — You said, walking to him to see the photo in his phone.

— I mean, you're my wife. — Hyunjae grabbed your hand and showed you the ring you had on.

— Right, just don't take pictures of me sleeping.

In the elevator, you tried to avoid his eyes. Suddenly, the elevator stopped in the second floor, opening its doors to show you Mr. Jeong and you guessed it was his wife.

You got close to Hyunjae and felt his arm around your waist.

— Oh, how lovely that we found you. — Mr. Jeong said. — This is the couple I told you about.

— You both look amazing. — Ms. Jeong said.

— Thank you. — Hyunjae said in unison.

— Going somewhere special? — Mr. Jeong answered.

— Just to find something to eat. — You answered.

— Oh, if it's nothing special then join us, we're going to this cafeteria my wife loves.

You were about to answer, but Hyunjae beat you. — Sounds good, [Y/N] love visiting new cafeterias.

It wasn't a lie. You looked up to him. He gave you a kiss on the cheek and left his lips there.

Once all of you arrive to the parking lot, you walked to Hyunjae's car, Mr. Jeong's wasn't far. He told you to wait for them.

At the cafeteria, you ordered a latte and some pastry. Hyunjae just ordered an americano.

You two were waiting for Mr. and Ms. Jeong ordered at the bar.

— Why did you accept? — You asked, letting Hyunjae put his arm around you, pulling you close.

— To fully convince him we're a couple. So we don't have to kiss in front of him that often.

— Look at them. They're truly in love and you don't see them kissing every three words. — Hyunjae nodded, agreeing with you. — I didn't know I was a bad kisser.

Hyunjae looked at you scared. — You're not, god, I'm sorry if I imply that.

You laughed. — Jae, relax, I'm joking.

— You're enjoying a little too much scaring me, you know?

— I don't think so. — Hyunjae brushed his thumb on your chin before giving you a small kiss.

— Sorry for taking too long. They had this new drink I wanted to try. — Ms. Jeong apologized.

The talk was surrounded at your oh so lovely perfect wedding. And it was more a conversation between Ms. Jeong and you.

— If you don't mind, Hyunjae, would you make me some company while I smoke? — Mr. Jeong asked. Hyunjae excused himself and went with him.

The night was chill. The cafeteria had a special place for smokers.

— I'm going to be honest with you, Hyunjae. I thought you two were pretending. You wouldn't be the first couple that lied to me. — Hyunjae panicked at Mr. Jeong's words. — But just the way she's talking about the wedding, and how you look at her. It reminds me of me and my wife.

Hyunjae was speechless. — Any advice?

— I think you two are fine. There's no such a thing as the "perfect couple". But I do find it hard to believe you don't want kids.

— I mean, not now, we're still trying to settle ourselves in a new place.

— I really hope I can meet them.

Back in your apartment, Hyunjae and you changed clothes quietly.

— I'm going to the convenience store in the morning to get breakfast, is there anything you want? — Hyunjae asked, opening the blanket.

— I'm going with you. — He nodded.

The next morning, after having breakfast, you two changed clothes again and went to the supermarket, making the list on your way there.

— You already paid for the dinner and breakfast, Hyunjae, stop fighting. — You said, giving the cashier your card.

— Then the next trip to the supermarket is on me. — Hyunjae kissed your cheek, making you giggle.

On your way back, you received a message from Chanhee, asking where you were. The three of them were outside your building.

— Why are you here? — You got out of the car and walked with your friends inside the building while Hyunjae parked the car.

— We brought you welcome gifts! — Kevin said, turning his back a little for you to see his well packed backpack.

You chuckled. — That's sweet of you, Kev, but I'll be here just for 6 months.

The four of you waited for Hyunjae to join you outside the elevator. Once he did, y'all went to his apartment.

Fake plants, fake wedding pictures, food. At least the latter wasn't fake.

— How's married life going? — Juyeon asked, sipping on his can of beer.

— I thought you'd be back to the apartment by the next day, if I'm honest. — Chanhee said, not hiding the fact that he missed you.

— If you think arguments are over, don't be dumb, of course we argue. — You answered.

— Just not that often.

Everyone, including you, didn't expect Hyunjae to give that extra information.

After a month of living together, the two had figured out how to not argue over small things like the clothes all over the place, the expired food in the fridge or him constantly using your soap.

— I was thinking... — He seemed nervous. — We haven't had a movie night since we started living together. Or since we met.

— Of course we had them. — You chuckled and tried to push the shopping cart.

— Chan was there.

— And that makes them not being movie nights?

Hyunjae got close to you and caged your body between his body and the shopping cart. — I'd just like to have a movie night with my wife.

— What got into you? — But he didn't answer, his lips were over yours, slowly kissing you.

When he parted from you, you noticed Mrs. Jeong rounding the corner with her shopping cart.

— What happened with the "I don't want to kiss you every time we see them"? — You asked, faking a deep voice, hiding your disappointment that he only kissed you for that.

— I never said that. — Hyunjae walked away with the shopping cart, not letting you answer, again.

— Yes, you did. — You saw in a whisper, walking in his direction.

And by the months passing, you got used to his touchy and clingy side in front of your landlord. Behind closed doors, Hyunjae would keep his distance, and there were times you thought he wanted you to go to sleep mad at him.

He ate your breakfast even when you told him it was yours, you found your underwear at the bottom of the laundry machine after three days, of course they smelt horrible, sometimes he would ignore you or what you told him, like the time he slept with just a pair of boxers, saying it was too hot for him to wear pajamas.

You end up sleeping in the room you initially planned to, but this time he didn't protest.

By the end of the fourth month, the same dynamic you two had at Chanhee's place was back.

You were walking out the building on a Saturday morning, you were finally free of Hyunjae's annoying ass. Even though you didn't have a plan, you just wanted to be out of that apartment.

— Good morning, [Y/N]! — You heard Mrs. Jeong said in her usual energetic tone.

— Oh, good morning. — You said, waiting for her.

— Hyunjae's working? — Just the mention of his name made you have a headache.

— Yeah, he's... working.

— Is everything ok? — Of course she noticed your disgusted tone.

And you remembered, the 6 months were almost over, the plan was to pretend to break up so he could keep the apartment. Well, let the show begin.

— No, but I'm sure it'll be.

— Are you going anywhere?

— Not really, I just wanted fresh air.

— How about you and I go for a fresh juice and talk in the park? Does that sound good?

Her tone reminded you of your mother. — That sounds like a good plan.

You spent 5 minutes making up a whole story of how you and Hyunjae were falling out of love while sipping on your juice.

— What you're telling me, [Y/N], it's making me feel really bad. You two really seem to want a future together. — Mrs. Jeong said.

— And if you'd asked me 3 months ago, I'd told you I also wanted a life with him, but I guess we needed more time. My best friend even said it was too soon for a wedding. I should've listened to her.

— You can still work it out, sweetheart, you two have a really special connection. I'm sure if you sit down and talk, problems will be solved.

Hyunjae was back in the building at 8pm. He made sure his car was locked when he saw Mr. Jeong.

— How nice to see you, Jae. — Mr. Jeong said, giving Hyunaje an affectionate pat on the back.

— Likewise. How's your day going?

— Pretty calm. By the way, my wife and yours spent the morning together.

Hyunjae pressed his lips forming a fine line and nodded.

— It seems it's true by your reaction. — Hyunjae stopped walking, making Mr. Jeong to also stop. — She didn't tell me much, but she said you're having problems.

— Not all couples have problems?

— They do, yes, but they don't seem to be small problems, Jae. And I know we like to always be right, but it doesn't hurt to hear what they have to say.

Hyunjae practically ran to his apartment once he said goodbye to Mr. Jeong. He opened the door and found you watching a movie in the living room.

— May I know why you are venting our problems with our landlords?

You paused the movie. — Hello to you too, babe, are you hungry? Dinner is almost ready.

— Answer me.

You got up and didn't care that he was taller than you. — I told her that we both were falling out of love. That's all.

— And why is Mr. Jeong telling me to listen to you? — He kept his angry tone.

— How long have we been living together? — Hyunaje didn't answer. — And how long did we say we would live together?

Asshole.

— I'm just starting to make them believe we have unsolving differences and a divorce is expected. Wasn't that your plan?

— It's been only four months, [Y/N], you could've waited a little longer.

— Oh yeah, so we can tell them out of nowhere we're getting divorce the same day I'm leaving.

— Well, that could've been the plan if you weren't out there telling Mrs. Jeong our problems!

— Stop raising your voice at me, Hyunjae, or this conversation is over.

Hyunjae nodded and laughed in a sarcastic way. — You know what? You're a fucking genius! Tomorrow the first thing I'm doing is asking our landlord if he's going to kick me out if we get divorced, how about that?

— I don't know why you are reacting like this, this is your fault! You lied to Mr. Jeong, you told him I was your wife, and now I'm stuck with you for another 2 months!

— Don't pretend you didn't want this, babe, you had the option to not even show up that day. But there you were, sucking on my tongue when I kissed you.

You just couldn't believe your ears. — I wanted you out of my apartment, that's why I did it.

— You're so pretty when you get mad. — Hyunjae said after scanning your face.

He held your chin between his thumb and index, but you pushed him before he could kiss you. — Don't you fucking dare to touch me after how you just talked to me.

— Listen, I'm sorry for overreacting, but I don't enjoy it when others know about my shit. Even if this is a fake relationship, I'd like to have some privacy.

— Well, I'm sorry for telling her about that, but you've been acting like an asshole for months now, I just wanted this to be over.

This time, when Hyunjae hugged you, you didn't push him. You had your face buried in his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

— If I'm honest, I did all those things to get to you. And it worked, just not the way I expected. — Hyunjae laughed when you hit him in the stomach. — Let's have dinner and watch a movie.

Movie night was calm, you had blankets over you two. You noticed Hyunjae was falling asleep and felt bad. He worked the whole day and still wanted to watch a movie with you.

— Let's go to sleep. — You said, pausing the movie. It wasn't even halfway through.

— We'll finish it tomorrow. — You nodded and his sleepy voice.

When you were about to get in the room you were sleeping in, you felt Hyunjae's hand grabbing your wrist.

— I promise that attitude will disappear, please, come back to the room.

You just couldn't say no. — Let me grab my pajamas then.

— You can borrow a shirt of mine. —You laughed at his child-like attitude, pulling you to his room.

He gave you a shirt, too big for you, and turned around so you could change.

— Am I allowed to hug you? — You turned your head over the pillow to look at him. He was really close.

— Sure.

The next morning, you were still trapped between his arms, glad he wasn't squeezing you to death.

— Jae... — You softly said. You wanted to know the hour, but you left your phone in the living room.

— It's early, go back to sleep. — Hyunjae's mouth was on your neck, sending shivers down your spine.

— Can you read my mind? — You turned your body, Hyunjae keeping you close to him.

— I do, actually, you're thinking you just had the best wet dream of your life and I was in it.

You laughed, he was back... — You need to work on that skill, then, because that is highly inaccurate.

— Oh yeah? — You felt his finger on your left side, realizing the shirt lifted up while you were sleeping.

— Very inaccurate. — You said over his lips.

— I don't believe you. — His hand traveled to your leg and pulled in over his waist.

It was when you remembered you were only wearing panties and his shirt.

— May I know what got into you? — You asked, sighing when you felt his finger digging just below the skin of your butt.

— How am I supposed to control myself when my beautiful wife kept rubbing her ass over my cock the whole night? — His soft voice changed to a dark and deep one.

— I didn't do such a thing.

— I wasn't joking when I said you had a wet dream, though, you were moaning while doing it. It took everything on me to not fuck you while sleeping. Unless you're into that. — Hyunjae bucked his hips, finally letting you feel his boner over your clothed cunt. — That is your fault, so you better fix it.

He didn't have to tell you twice. One of your hands pulled his pajama pants and underwear down while you licked the other to jerk him.

He hissed at your warm touch, making him bite his lower lip and pulled you to kiss you.

— Fuck... I'm so sensitive, please don't stop, babe. — You were enjoying his reaction too much, tighting your grip around him from time to time to help him cum.

He wanted to warn you, but not a single word came out of his mouth. You felt his cum spilling out to your hand and couldn't help but see.

— Sorry, it felt really good. — Hyunjae removed the sweat from his forehead and ran to the bathroom, coming back with some papel to clean your hand and some drops that fell on the bed.

And you wanted to talk about it, but didn't know how. It was until dinner that he mentioned it.

— I... Sorry... Thank you for this morning...

— Are you thanking me for making you cum? — That was the first time.

— Yeah? I enjoyed it a lot.

— And why did you apologize?

Hyunjae avoided your eyes, he was clearly embarrassed. — I.. wanted to return the favor.

— And why are you suddenly shy? — You've never seen him like this.

— I guess it's just the flashbacks...

— Well, I think we have to make some rules if this is going to happen again, right?

— Rules? Why?

— Are you going to be able to live with me for another 2 months after having sex?

Hyunjae bit his lip, his idea of returning the favor wasn't having sex, but now that you mention it... — Right. So this is going to happen just once?

— That's why we need rules, Jae...

— Fine, I get it. Shoot.

You finished your drink and made a face. — This can happen multiple times as long as we both are single. Even after I leave. But the moment we start talking with someone else, this ends. — Hyunjae crossed his arms and nodded. — Let's keep this as a secret, Chanhee would kill you if he knows.

— I wasn't planning on telling him. It's clear he loves you more than he loves me. And I'm his family.

You laughed at the pout he made. And then you remembered... — I don't mind you touching me while I'm sleeping... — Hyunjae couldn't believe his ears. — But if you want to take it further, wake me up.

— Sure. — He didn't intend to sound so excited.

— I don't take the pill, so if you don't have condoms here...

— We should've talked about this in the morning so I could go to the supermarket and buy some.

You laughed again. — Are you going to return the favor then?

Hyunje smirked, standing up and taking your hand, pulling you to your shared room.

— Lay back and enjoy.

You laid down on the bed and with the help of your elbows, could see him taking off your jeans and panties.

He gave you a last look before sinking into you, groaning at your taste. You threw your head back and bit your lip to mute your moans.

But Hyunjae heard your whines increasing when he inserted two fingers while he was sucking in your clit.

You suddenly kept quiet, making Hyunaje look at you. — Did you just... cum?

— Maybe... — You answered, catching your breath. You stood up and pulled up your jeans, walking to the bathroom, leaving Hyunjae more than confused.

But you were embarrassed, you've never cummed that fast before, and you didn't want to admit you have wanted this to happen for a while now.

The next day, Hyunjae left to work before you did, making you wake up alone in your shared bed. And you didn't know if you liked it or not.

He left you breakfast ready and a note wishing you a good day. Another first time.

You found Mrs. Jeong again, giving the "good news" that Hyunjae and you solved your problems.

[To: Menace] 7:24pm

"Going to the supermarket, you want something?"

But he didn't answer. You bought some snacks, debating yourself if you should get the condoms.

You checked your phone once you were home and couldn't fight the disappointment when you noticed Hyunjae left you in read. But your head snapped when you heard a door closing.

— Hyunjae?

He walked from his room and almost ran to greet you. — I'm sorry for not answering, I was busy. But hey, I bought the condoms.

You laughed, finding him adorable.

On the weekend, Hyunjae planned a movie night, but it got interrupted by a very heated make out session. The movie working as background noise.

You were on top of him, humping his very hard boner. His hands were under your tank top, massaging your boobs over your bra.

He kissed your neck while one of his hands was looking for something inside the drawer beside the couch you two were.

You looked at him. — You shouldn't have told me this can happen multiple times. I left condoms all over the place. — He said, taking off your tank top and bra before sucking in your left tit.

— And what if the guys come and find one? — You brushed his hair with your fingers, enjoying his tongue playing with your nipple.

— I don't want to think about that right now, babe, I want you to keep moving your hips, please. — You loved the new nickname, it wasn't in a teasing way anymore.

Instead of moving your hips, you got off him and started to undress, Hyunjae doing the same and grabbing the condom.

But you took it away from his fingers and got on your knees. Hyunjae cursed under his breath and let you do your thing.

You pumped his dick before licking it up and down, and then you sucked on his balls. You proceeded to open the condom and rolled it down on his boner.

— Do I have to schedule a blowjob with my wife? — Hyunjae asked when you straddled him. He positioned his tip over your clit and rubbed it.

— I have to check if I'm not busy... — You said over his lips.

Hyunjae smirked and pulled you down, earning a very loud moan from you. Your nails digging on the skin of his shoulders. He kissed you again, giving you time to adjust. You sucked on his tongue and started to move your hips up and down. Hyunjae whined when you tightened around him, giving you a small spank.

It didn't take long before you were jumping on him, not kissing anymore. None of you were shy with your noises, not caring about the neighbors.

Hyunjae got one of your boobs and sucked it, pinching the nipple of the other. You knew your nails were leaving red marks on his neck and chest, but you didn't care.

— Why did it take us so long to do this? — You asked, throwing your head back when you felt your orgasm close.

— If you weren't such a tight ass, this would've been the hundredth time. — Hyunjae answered, making you laugh.

— If you weren't so fucking annoying... — You grabbed his neck for support and got close to his face. — we wouldn't have to pretend in the first place.

Hyunjae kissed you, pulled your hair, bit you, spanked you. He knew you were right.

Before him living in your and Chan's living room, your friendship wasn't as chaotic, you even admitted to some friends you found him attractive. Hyunjae also developed a crush on you, but living somehow together gave you the sign that you two wouldn't work out.

You felt him give you another spank, biting your lip and bouncing harder. Your legs were sore, but you needed your release more than anything. You grabbed Hyunjae's hand and directed it to your clit, him immediately understanding.

— You look so hot on top of me, babe. — Hyunjae said, hypnotized by the view. — I can get used to this.

"Me too" you thought, but you were so immersed in your pleasure, you only could kiss him, sucking on his tongue and scratching his nape.

Hyunjae hugged you by your waist and made you stop, growling. You felt his cock twitching repeatedly inside you.

After a few minutes, Hyunjae's fingers brushed your hair. You lifted your head and looked at him. He looked different. Or maybe it was your orgasm making you have these thoughts.

Hyunjae pulled you for a kiss, a sloppy and romantic one.

— Let's get cleaned up. — He said on your lips, but he kept kissing you.

— You have to let me go for that, babe.

It was the first time you called him that, and he showed you he loved it.

— I can always carry you to the shower. We can have round two there. — His low voice made you clench around him.

But you stood up, sighing by the sudden emptiness. — I think I have a free space to give my husband a blowjob just now. — You said, walking to your shared bedroom.

Once you two were in the bathroom, Hyunjae literally dragged you to the shower. Earning some giggles from you.

A week later, Chanhee, Juyeon and Kevin visited you again.

The whole time, Chan was awfully quiet and kept looking at the both of you, making you nervous. After an hour, Juyeon and Kevin went to the convenience store for snacks, but you noticed Chanhee told them something before they left.

Hyunjae was looking for bowls to serve some chips and you were cutting carrots, maybe using this as an excuse to not look at Chanhee.

— Since when?

Here we go.

— What? — Hyunjae stopped his tracks and looked at Chanhee.

— Since when you've been fucking?

The sudden question made you cut your finger with the knife. You threw the knife and licked your little cut.

— Are you ok? — Hyunjae practically ran to you.

— Oh, so it's serious.

— No!

— It's just sex.

Both answering at the same time made Chanhee laugh. — Right. And I guess you weren't planning on telling me.

— For what? — You asked, looking for some bandaid.

— I don't know, I'm your best friend. — And then he looked at Hyunjae. — And I'm your cousin, your family.

— Well, I'm sorry for not telling you, but it's been just a week. — Hyunjae said, helping you finish the carrots.

— Wait, what? A week? — You raised an eyebrow at his words. — You two act as if you've been dating since you started living together.

— Don't be ridiculous. — You said, not being able to look at Hyunjae.

Chanhee couldn't say anything, Juyeon and Kevin arrived and started talking about some new snacks they bought.

After they finally left, you took a bath in what were you planning to be your bathroom 5 months ago. The water was warm and you were glad you still had a lavender bath bomb.

You told Hyunjae you need to think about what Chanhee said and it was if you slept separately. And even though Hyunjae wanted to argue back, he also needed to think.

The next morning, when you got out of your room, Hyunjae was already waiting for you with an empty cup.

— Coffee or tea?

— I think I'm just having cereal. — Hyunjae nodded and put away the cup.

— We need to talk. — He said. Your back was facing him, you only hummed in response. — The fifth month it's almost over.

— I know.

— What does your lack of packing mean?

You were only looking at your empty bowl. — Do you want me to start packing?

You turned your body and looked at him, he was already behind you. — I just want to know so I can talk with Mr. Jeong.

— Are you going to tell him?

— What? That I lied about you being my beautiful wife? — He brushed his nose with yours. — I'll just make a deal with him. We would exchange places with the guys.

— And if he says no? — Your fingers clench on his pajama shirt.

— He already trusts us, I don't think he'd have a problem.

— But I like this place. — You slightly pout.

Hyunjae chuckled and gave you a peck. — Yeah, but we both know what three people living in a place that only two people fit is like.

You nodded, hugging Hyunjae by his waist.

— Tell you what. We keep the place, but while they find a bigger place, they can bring some of their stuff. Let me remind you we have a whole empty room.

— And what about us?

And if you were honest, you thought he would tense with the question, but he just hugged you tighter.

— Do you want to make it official?

You looked up, finding his eyes on you. — Official? You haven't asked me shit.

You tried to pull away, failing miserably.

— If you weren't such a tight ass and would let me speak. — You stayed silent. Not hiding your excitement. — Would you let me be your boyfriend?

— Ugh, you're so cheesy. — You said, pulling him by his collar. — But yes.

Hyunjae laughed and kissed you. But the romantic moment got interrupted by your stomach.

— Someone's hungry.

— If you'd have let me have my breakfast first.

While you were cooking, Hyunjae decided the best way to still ask Mr. Jeong.

Mrs. Jeong was the one that opened the door.

— Oh, Hyunjae, how nice of you to visit us.

— I'm sorry if this comes as rude, but is your husband here? I need to talk to him.

— Oh no, don't tell me [Y/N] and you have broken up? — The lady placed her hand over her mouth.

— No, it's not that, don't worry.

— Is everything ok? — Mr. Jeong appeared drying his hands with a towel. — Hyunjae, what can I do for you?

After Mrs. Jeong poured three glasses of water, the three of you sat down in the living room.

— I really don't know how to explain this so I'll just say it. I'm thinking about giving my apartment to some friends and finding a smaller place for [Y/N] and I.

Mr. Jeong nodded. — Are these friends trustworthy?

— They are. One of them is my cousin and my wife's best friend, actually. The thing is that the place they have is really small for three people.

— So you want to exchange places with them?

— Not really, that building isn't of [Y/N]'s liking.

— Well, that's nice to hear because there are also smaller apartments in this building. — Mrs. Jeong added, making her husband nod.

Hyunjae felt stupid. — I... I didn't know.

— I don't have a problem with your friends living in the building, but even if you say they're good, the rules will apply to them too. Even stricter ones if it's going to be all men.

— Right. — Hyunjae chuckled. — Then I'll talk to...

— She doesn't know? — Mr. Jeong interrupted.

— I just mentioned it this morning, she was worried you didn't want three men living under the same roof.

— I never had issues with groups of friends living together, I'm just stricter with them 'cause, well, I was also young.

Cold sweat ran through Hyunjae's back. — I thought you prefered couples living here?

— I said I'm used to them, this zone is famously known by families. You are the first couple I admit without children, though.

— Right...

Hyunjae went back to his apartment, feeling like the stupidest man on earth.

— Where were you? Food is ready. — You got out of the kitchen.

— Come here. — Hyunjae practically threw himself to the couch and waited for you to sit down beside him, but you sat down on the small table in front.

— Babe, you're pale...

— I talked with Mr. Jeong about the apartment. — And you were about to interrupt him, but he grabbed your hands. — Baby, I need you to listen to me and I'll understand if you don't want to talk to me ever again.

— You're scaring me. — He never called you "baby".

Hyunjae took a deep breath. — He told me he doesn't have a problem with our friends living here, in fact, he never had a problem with groups of friends in general. He just sets different rules

— And how did we end up in this situation? — Hyunjae felt you tense, he just cared your skin with his finger.

— Because him telling me only families lived here made me believe only families were allowed to live here.

You started to laugh, not in a sarcastic way, you were genuinely laughing at his dumbness.

— And what made you think I wouldn't talk to you anymore? — You said after finally being able to speak.

— I don't know. I guess I panicked.

You kissed him and straddled his legs. — And what will happens with us? — You said over his lips.

He gave you a chaste kiss before talking. — Mrs. Jeong mentioned there are smaller apartments, maybe we can check them out.

— But I like this apartment. — You said kissing his neck. His grip went from over your clothes to under it.

— Unless you want to have kids... this place is too big for us.

— That doesn't sound like a bad idea.

Hyunjae almost lost control over his own body at your words. — Not yet...

And this could have continued further, but both of your stomachs interrupted, making both of you laugh.

— Not yet. — You said over his lips and stood up, grabbing Hyunjae's hand and taking him to the kitchen.

#kpop smut #the boyz smut #hyunjae smut #the boyz hyunjae smut #lee hyunjae smut #the boyz hard hours #hyunjae hard hours #lee hyunjae hard hours #the boyz scenarios #hyunjae scenarios

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leejynz · 1 year

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the boyz reaction - to you being drunk (as your boyfriend)

fluff! kinda? angst!

*note this is all fictional and just based off of my opinion of the boyz js for fun*

sangyeon

- hed obvi be worried but would get mad that you didn’t listen to him

- would start lowkey yelling at you when you didn’t get up

- start lecturing you like a dad the next day about knowing your limits in drinking

- “yah do you know how dangerous the world is?? you could get kidnapped!!”

jacob

- extremely worried but would laugh at how cute you are

- lowkey kind of shy when he tries to help you in front of his friends

- “you’re so cute when you’re like this but first let’s get you out of here”

younghoon

- was in disbelief when your friend called him, he was so shocked since you’ve never gotten drunk

- “yah y/n, y/n, did i do something wrong?”

- wouldn’t leave your side the next day bc he got worried you were drinking bc of him

hyunjae

- he was getting tired as this was your tenth time getting drunk this month

- talks super gently to you “cmon let’s get you outta here”

- still loves you tho, he takes care of you the next day with breakfast

- “call me when you’re gonna drink next time”

juyeon

- he rushes to get you as soon as he heard that you drunkenly said you’d walk home yourself (which you definitely can’t)

- best boyfriend duties, he smiles at you, looking at the rearview of you in the passenger seat while he’s driving

- carries you back to your guys’ house and tucks you into bed

kevin

- “are you serious? again? it’s the fourth time this week!” mad but talks gently

- does that “fever check with the back of his hands on your forehead” thing

- carries you so easily with those big kevin muscles

chanhee

- he declined your friends call bc he already knows the reason, he’s too tired

- but ofc he goes to the diner you go to 24/7 and sees you passed out

- he’s pissed off but deep inside hes extremely worried for you but chooses not to show his feeling

- tells you to drink in the house with him next time

changmin

- he was shocked since you said you quit drinking last month but gets a concerning call

- he found you so cute with a flushed face, but immediately takes you home

- you say “oh my gosh you’re so cute but i have a boyfriend.” he jokingly asks/tests you questions to see what you’d say drunk “oh really? why do you like your boyfriend so much?” (when we obvi know the bf is him)

haknyeon

- he’s a little awkward but it’s even more awk bc of how cute you are to him in public, you keep saying he’s hot and you’d date him “if it wasn’t for my boyfriend, haknyeon”

- he tucks you in bed at home and keeps kissing you on the cheek

- he keeps on smiling at your angel face and ends up falling asleep with you

sunwoo

- you think he’d be mad, but he’d be extremely worried for you

- he’d piggyback you to home since it was nearby and make sure you weren’t too cold

- he’d try hard to make the perfect hangover soup and comforts you the next day

eric

- this was the first ever time this happened and he was worried smt might have stressed you out and you didn’t know

- gets shy to ask you the next day, “hey i just wanna ask if everything’s okay? i just want to make sure you didn’t drink bc of something or someone”

- cuddles and watches movies with you after you told him that everything was okay yesterday

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ithinkilikeit-reactions · 1 year

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Making out with The Boyz

The Boyz Masterlist Group Masterlist

this wasn’t requested and this a total result of my own procrastination on school projects

Sangyeon:

He’s so firm, holding you flat against his chest as he has you straddling his hips. Sangyeon wants you on top of him or pressed between him and wall, counter, etc. He likes feeling your hands grip his shoulders, bunching the fabric of his shirt between your fingers. His kisses aren’t rough but his hands holding your waist are. He’ll kiss and bite at your lips gently, pulling away to shoot you his iconic smile. Makeout sessions with Sangyeon don’t always lead to more, he likes to pull away to leave you flustered.

Jacob:

Sweet Jacob, he likes kissing the side of your neck almost as much as he likes kissing your lips. The kisses are light and borderline ticklish, making you squirm and wiggle under touch. It’s cute to him at first but as your kisses progress, his hands get rough. Holding you down into the mattress, his sweet demeanor only going so far. His hands act one way: pinning your hips down, travelling your body. His lips kissing over your skin sweetly while singing soft praises in your ears. He’s romantic about it.

Younghoon:

It always starts with a simple kiss, a peck on the lips with no other intentions. Then Younghoon looks into your eyes a little too long, holding you flush against him and poting his lips at you. He’s clear in what he wants, cradling your face in his hands. His kisses are slow and he lets out low whines at the feeling of your tongue over his lips. He’s so sensitive, wants you to take charge. Maybe push him back into the sheets or get on top of him, his cheeks and ears will turn pink. His lips get so swollen and red from kisses, making him oh so pretty to look at.

Hyunjae/Jaehyun:

Hyunjae walks up to you with intent on his face, eyes a little darker than normal and small smile on his face. He likes kissing you when you aren’t expecting it, totally catching you off guard from the task in front of you. Holding your chin as you wrap your arms around his neck. He’s demanding but doesn’t say it, shows it with hands and moves your body the way he wants you. If he wants you against a wall, he’ll walk you over to one without breaking away from your lips and if he wants it to escalate, he’ll tell you by slowly lifting your shirt and his fingers will trace shapes over the bare skin of your waist.

Juyeon:

He’s not subtle about what he wants, kissing you roughly and tangling his hands into your hair. Juyeon wants you under him, his tongue fighting with yours. He pulls away a lot, wanting to see how swollen your lips are and smiling down at you. He’s playfull, biting at your lips and kissing the side of your neck. Allowing his tongue to trace over your skin. He likes to wedge his thigh between yours and make you anticipate so much more.

Kevin:

Kevin’s eyes follow your lips the whole time, waiting for the right moment to kiss you. Before giving in and tilting your chin his direction, his eyes say it all. He kisses you gently but with alot of power, tongue tangling with yours. His hands stay sweet, in case you don’t want to take things further and simply tangling in your hair while one gently holds your jaw. He talks a lot, saying sweet things to you while you chase after his lips.

New/Chanhee:

(I get gender envy about him)

A tease in the best way. Traces your lips with his pretty fingers, knowing you want to kiss him. His eyes are locked on you while doing it, seeing how pretty you look to him in that moment before actually allowing you to kiss him. Makeout sessions with him are slow and oh so sensual, he bites at your lips alot. Moves down to your neck to leave lovebites and wants you to do the same as his hands gently stroke your face.

Q/Changmin:

Changmin messes around so much, tickling over your sides. But he has a mean streak, gripping your hips suddenly as his eyes turn dark. He likes to play around with you, confuse you with how he’s feeling. You never know what side of him you’re going to get, the sweet side that likes singing praises in your ears as he’s kissing you or the mean side, that’ll pull your hair and make you look at him before kissing you deeply, harshly. He’s a wildcard.

Juhaknyeon/Haknyeon:

Haknyeon is the sweetest boy, tracing over your face and looking deep into your eyes. Makeout sessions happen during deep conversations, while he’s resting on top of you and listening to you speak. He loves looking you in your eyes before kissing you deeply, intensly. He asks before doing anything and has the gentlest touches, allowing his fingers to dip over your waist and lower back. His lips are so pretty too, getting all pink and swollen. Prefers to kiss in bed, so that in the privacy of your own area he can take your clothes off should it lead to that.

Sunwoo:

The second you sit down in his lap, it’s game over. He looking up at you with those puppy eyes, hands moving from your waist to your hips and to your ass. Sunwoo smiles at you a lot because he knows he’s being cheeky but he can’t help himself. Likes it when you makeout in his desk chair and when you grip at the hoodie he’s wearing. He likes to lean forward and press you into his desk, so he can take a bit more control.

Eric:

(I wanna smooch)

You could be dong the most mundane thing and he’ll turn your head to him and kiss you deeply. Any time is a good time and he’ll let you know that. One of his hands holds your waist while the other cups your cheek, kissing you so heavily that you forget what you were doing. He likes pressing himself into and talking to you, telling you just how you make him feel and how sweet your lips and tongue are. He absolutely gets weak in the knees when you play with his hair in the middle of the kiss.

#the boyz #the boyz reaction #the boyz smut #sangyeon #jacob #hyunjae #younghoon #juyeon #kevin #new #q #haknyeon #sunwoo #eric

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bloodorangesoup · 7 months

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Kinktober '23 Day 4 - Face Sitting (TBZ Sangyeon)

Kinktober 2023 Masterlist

Warnings: face sitting (duh), motorboating kinda, fingering, two switches talking to each other, needy sangyeon wants you real bad 🫦

Word Count: 2.9k

A/N: if someone held a gun to my head and said “write a fic under 1k” I’d get shot

Something was up with Sangyeon.

The Boyz’s latest comeback had just ended promotions so he had a few weeks to rest. By rest that meant working, but he got extra breaks here and there. Making the most of the extra time you two had together, you enjoyed a picnic near the Han river in the morning and planned to stay in and watch a movie afterward.

The first time it happened you weren’t focused on it. You were laying down on your picnic blanket, your sundress riding up to show the bottom of your thighs. Sangyeon sat next to you. Eyes closed, you felt his hand rubbing circles over your knee. You were caught off guard when the circles rose higher and higher on your thighs, the tips of his fingers quickly sliding under the hem of your dress. Your eyes shot open. Sangyeon looked as if he was in a trance, staring at the plush skin his hands exposed.

“Sangyeon,” you called to him. His hand stopped but stayed in its place. Your voice drew him back to reality. He looked at you completely unaware of how odd he was acting, especially being out in public during a busy time. He was never one for PDA, so his bold touches in a place as bustling as the Han river surprised you. “What are you doing?” Sangyeon looked down at his hand, reacting as if he had no idea how it got there.

“Oh.” Sangyeon shook out whatever thoughts he had lingering in his head. “Sorry,” he said with a shy giggle. You looked suspiciously at his crescent eyes, wondering what was going on in his brain. You closed your eyes again. It would probably come up again sometime later.

Later was now. Sangyeon’s head rested above your heart as you laid in bed watching a movie. It was clear Sangyeon wasn’t paying attention, his eyes were focused on your neck, eyes moving around to switch to your jaw, then your collarbones, then your face. That's when he finally noticed you staring back at him. His eyes widened at being caught staring.

“You good there?” Your hand came up to pet his hair. Sangyeon’s mouth opened to answer but nothing came out. After a moment you giggled and he buried his face in your neck trying to hide his blush.

“Don’t hide from me,” you said in between giggles. Your fingers lightly pinched the top of his ears. “These are red, you know?” He just pushed his head in deeper, giggling with you as he nuzzled his face against your jaw. His head shifted until it was in the crease between your neck and your shoulder. He continued nuzzling into the space. You almost expected him to start purring with how much he was rubbing his face against your skin, but you just brushed it off as him trying to recover from his embarrassment.

His head was back on your chest, you refocused on the movie. Sangyeon started fidgeting, distracting you from what was happening on the screen. His body curled into yours, his head shifting down to rest on your boob. Feeling the soft flesh move under his head, he bought a hand up, fondling your other breast. You tried not to pay it much mind, Sangyeon had used your boobs as stress balls many times before. However, something about tonight made his toying around feel extra needy. Maybe it was the way the whole day he had kept rubbing hands over any part of your body he could get to. Maybe it was the way buried his face in your neck, and now your boobs.

Oh, he was now burying his face in your boobs.

Sangyeon had a hand on each one, squeezing as his face nuzzled in between them. The way he did it seemed almost instinctual, like he needed it. His face was blissed as if he were in another world. Your hand came down to rub his back and he groaned. Your other hand rose to brush his hair from his forehead. For the second time today he looked up at you with that trance-like expression.

“What’s gotten into you, Sang?” you asked softly. Sangyeon studied your face, questioning whether to be truthful or make up some generic answer. He was halfway done with some excuse when you cut off his train of thought. “What's going on in that pretty little head, hmm?”

Fuck.

“Can I go down on you?” Sangyeon asked simply. He wasn’t technically lying about his thoughts.

What? That was it? That was what had turned Sangeyon into some feral cat all day?

“That's it?” Your eyebrows furrowed.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean,” you paused, “you’ve been all up on me today. That was all you wanted?”

There was a beat of silence before Sangyeon quietly murmured.

“Well, it wasn’t just that.” He avoided eye contact. When he looked back up you were smirking down at him, you had won.

“What else is there?” You kept rubbing his back, coaxing the truth out of him.

Sangyeon’s eyes went down, looking at your neck, or the straps of your cami, or anything but you as he spoke.

“I want you,” he paused.

“Yessss?”

“I want you to…sit…on my face.” He finished. His hands raised to motion towards his face, as if a visual of what he meant would have helped at all. You stared at him for a moment, wondering if you just heard what you heard.

“Sang?”

“Y/n.”

“I’d break your neck.” You said matter-of-factly.

“No you wouldn’t,” he shot back, looking at you with a face that said really?

“I would suffocate you with my thighs,” you added.

“Honestly,” it didn’t even take him a second to counter, “it’d be a good way to go.” You stared at him, doubt written all over your face.

“Sang-”

“You want to know what's been on my mind all day? Ever since you wore that fucking dress this morning I wanted to flip it up and bury my face in your pussy.” Your eyes widened. His blunt words shot straight to your core. “When I was touching your thighs in the park earlier all I could think about was having them wrapped around my head. I’ve been thinking about it all goddamn day and it's driving me crazy. I don’t care if you suffocate me with your thighs, that's kinda the point.” He finished his rant with a sigh. It felt like a switch flipped up in your head.

Sangyeon started again, softer this time, “Listen, we don’t have to if you don’t w-”

“I want to,” you cut him off. It was his turn to look surprised. He was unsure of what to do next. He hadn’t expected to get this far, he hadn’t even expected to tell you about this fantasy of his. “Sangyeon,” you snapped him out again, “kiss me.”

He wasted no time lifting his body to meet you in a kiss. Within seconds you were already breathing hard into each others’ mouths. Your teeth clashed as the kiss grew messy. You reached down, tugging at his shirt. He tore his lips from yours, panting as he spoke, “Clothes off. Now.” There was a deep hunger in his voice. Sangyeon got his shirt off quickly, turning to you and helping you pull your panties down. You were laying on the bed, elbows holding you up.

Sangyeon’s hands stroked the tops of your thighs, his right hand slid to your inner thigh. Your pussy clenched as his hand got closer to it. He pushed your inner thigh, spreading your legs apart, he groaned at your glistening pussy.

“Fuck,” he continued stroking your inner thighs. “So pretty for me, baby.”

Sangyeon was on his knees, sitting up straight on his heels. His arms wrapped around your thighs, you watched them flex as he pulled your body closer to him, blankets bunching up around you. He spread his legs apart just enough for him to lay each of your thighs over his. In this position you could see how hard he was in his sweatpants. Your hands itched to touch him, but when you reached for him he brushed your hand away.

“Not now, pretty. Right now’s about you.” His left hand was caressing the curve of your ass, his right hand moved up to your aching cunt. You let out a moan as his thumb pressed over your clit, his fingers splayed over your navel. His thumb began to move in circles, finally relieving some of the tension your body had built up. His hand shifted. His thumb turned the other way as his fingers moved from your mound to your folds, his middle finger prodding at your entrance.

“Don’t tease, Sang,” you huffed. He looked up to your face with a smirk. Leaning forward, his hand that was on your ass took hold of one of yours. He guided your hand to your breasts, squeezing them. It was an effective distraction as he slipped his finger into you. You hummed at the feeling, your pussy squeezing his finger as it slowly went in and out of you. He didn’t wait long before slipping another finger in, curling them towards himself, basking in the sounds it pulled from you. He moved his right hand to your stomach, feeling your heavy breathing moving up and down.

Your eyes were on the ceiling, focusing on the pressure building in your pelvis. Sangyeon’s fingers slipped out of you, his hand leaving you completely. You looked down at him, whining at the loss of contact.

“On your knees.” He helped lift you up, lying on his back once you were there. His head was just inches from the headboard, offering you a grip for stability. He tapped the side of his thigh, beckoning you to him.

Slowly, you shuffled your body to his. You held the headboard as you swung a leg over his body. You were hovering over his chest, your timidness rising. Sangyeon attempted to sooth your nerves, his hands rubbing the backs of your thighs.

“You look so beautiful from down here, jagi, you know that? Don’t worry about me, just come a little closer. I’ll take care of you.” His hands rose to your ass, massaging the soft skin before gently pushing your body closer to his face.

Sangyeon lifted his chin, his tongue coming out to lick at the wetness that had gathered at your entrance. You gasped, clinging on to the headboard for support. His tongue slid up, circling your clit before taking it into his mouth and sucking. All this as his hands continued to massage your ass, pulling you down harder onto his face. He released your clit with a pop and began lapping at your folds.

Sangyeon was in heaven. He pulled your knees forward, forcing you to drop yourself lower to reach his mouth. This new position allowed him to hold the sides of your thighs and push them closer together. His brain went empty with pleasure as your thighs squeezed him. There was you and your thighs all around him and your sweet pussy on his mouth and nothing else existed. His tongue slid into you, the muscle pushing its way in as far as it could go. When he hit a particularly sweet spot your body jerked over his mouth. You looked down and gasped.

“Fuck, I’m sorry baby, didn’t mean to- ah, didn’t mean to do that.” You spoke in between moans, Sangyeon didn’t stop. Your hips jerked again, you looked down apologetically. You were about to protest and tell him to stop, to tell him you couldn’t control your body on top of him like this, when he slightly lifted your pussy from his mouth.

He gasped in a breath, it sounded like the first breath he had taken in a while. “Keep-” A deep breath, “Keep doing that. Fuck, please keep doing that.” He was practically begging.

Like a starving man, he brought you back down onto him. This time his hands were pushing and pulling you back and forth, up and down. You could feel your body start to take over, the pleasure feeling too good, too inviting. Your hips seemed to move on their own as they started grinding against his mouth. Sangyeon let out a moan, the vibration flowed through your pussy. You looked down to see him gently blink up at you. He looked strangely innocent despite half of his face being buried in your cunt. His eyes were glassy, his pupils dilated as he watched you hump his face. You had half a mind to keep going but you released him for a moment to give him a breath. He continued licking at you as he caught his breath.

“Keep going baby. I want you to use me.” He turned to kiss your inner thigh. “Use my mouth, make yourself come all over my face.” Pulling you back to him, he laid his tongue out flat. He moved his head in a nodding motion over your clit. Your head fell back, your hips taking over once again. You released a hand from the headboard and brought it down to his hair, your fingers carding through the strands. Your hand tugged on his hair as your hips ground over him, first lightly, then harder. Sangyeon moaned at the feeling.

His hands squeezed your ass. His left hand raised and came down hard against your cheek in a slap, immediately rubbing it to soothe the sting. Your pussy contracted around nothing, the pleasure traveled up your body and ran to your shoulders, your arms, your fingertips. You were now fully riding his face and he was loving every second of it.

Sangyeon’s hips were lifting from the bed, searching for any kind of friction. He had half a mind to touch himself, but he couldn’t keep his hands off you. You were addicting. He needed this, he never wanted it to end. His cock was painfully hard, it was straining against his sweats and Sangyeon could bet there was already a wet spot of precum. But he couldn’t look down to check, he could only look up to see you above him. Looking down, he would only see your pretty pussy, your hips grinding it down on his tongue. Looking back up he would see your hand gripping the headboard like a vice. Your head was thrown back, tossing side to side as you tried to chase the feeling growing in your stomach. Your tits bounced as you moved up and down on him, Sangyeon lifted his hand to squeeze one of them. Fuck he was close. He didn’t think he could manage without some sort of touch, but his balls were tightening as he tried to control the jerking of his hips.

“Sang, I’m so close,” you cried. The pleasure was becoming too much but you couldn’t stop. Sangyeon’s arm wrapped under your thighs, securing you down on him. He was a moaning mess under you, only spurring you on more. He began moving his head in a circular motion, his tongue sliding deliciously over your clit. “Fuck, Sang- ah, I’m gonna come.”

Your orgasm tore into you. Your whole body shook. Your body fell forward, your head leaning against the wall for support. Sangeon didn’t stop. He kept licking over you and into you as your juices spread all over his mouth and chin. His own orgasm hit him as he felt your body shaking over him. His hips stuttered as he came in his sweats, a wet spot forming at the crotch.

You came down from your high. You looked down, Sangyeon was kissing your thighs. Slowly, you got off of him, your hips and thighs sore as you finally registered feeling in them. He pulled you down to lay next to him. He gave you a sweet kiss, it was chaste despite being able to taste yourself on him.

“Give me a sec, baby.” Sangyeon walked to the bathroom. You could hear the faucet running for a bit before he came back, face clean and holding a small, damp towel. He wiped you down, the towel felt warm and soothing. As he was cleaning you, you noticed the wet spot on his sweats.

“Is that- did you?” You pointed at him. He looked down and let out a shy giggle.

“Yeah…you don’t know how long I wanted that. I’m not surprised you made me come,” he shrugged.

“Wait, I did that?” Sangyeon let out another laugh, shaking his head at how cute you could be sometimes. He left for a moment to toss the towel in the sink before coming back to bed. He wrapped you in his arms and pulled the covers over your bare bodies.

“Thank you, baby,” he whispered. You looked up at him, a small smile on your lips. “I love you,” he hummed as he left a peck on your lips. You held his hand and let your head drop to his chest. The both of you turned back to the TV as Sangyeon grabbed the remote and restarted the movie you had planned to watch. Now you two could focus.

A/N: thank you for reading this far! I hope yall like this one. Feel free to send requests and thoughts!

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