Bangchansdirty-slut - BangChan's_Dirty_S!ut

Guess We B.A.S

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Paring: Top!Cheater!Sunghoon x Bttm!Idol!Cheater!Reader

Genre: Smut, Angst (near the end)

Summary: Known as the "Visual Couple," Sunghoon and Wonyoung wow the audience with their connection. Heeseung and Y/n are also in a relationship. Sunghoon calls Y/n for an urgent practice session, and they haves sex in a storage room, as Sunghoon records them.

More: Masterlist

A/n: I wanted to take a break from writing requests and I have been obsessed with B.A.S for so long.

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Sunghoon and Wonyoung were MCing an award show together, the "Visual Couple" lighting up the stage with their flawless smiles and palpable chemistry. The audience was captivated, their hearts fluttering with every glance and touch shared between the two. They were the epitome of young love in the K-pop industry, and fans couldn't get enough. Little did they know, the real fireworks were happening backstage.

Y/n and Heeseung were waiting in the dressing room, holding hands and sharing a quiet moment of their own. Their relationship was more of a secret garden, a place of solace amidst the chaos of their celebrity lives. Heeseung leaned in, whispering sweet nothings into her ear, making her blush and giggle.

Y/n gets a message from Sunghoon to meet up in a storage room for a secret practice session for their upcoming collaboration. He says it's urgent and that no one should know. She agrees, and tells Heeseung she's gonna talk to some fellow idols and will be back in a bit. She slips away from the dressing room, heart racing. She opens the door to the storage room and sees Sunghoon standing there, his gaze intense.

"Hey, Sunghoon, what's so urgent?" Y/n asked as she stepped into the dimly lit storage room, her eyes adjusting to the lack of glamour from the outside world. The shelves lined with props and costumes cast eerie shadows on the floor, a stark contrast to the passionate embrace she was about to engage in.

Sunghoon's eyes darkened with desire as he closed the door behind her. "Just something I've been dying to work on," he murmured, stepping closer. Before she could react, his arms were around her waist, pulling her into a fierce kiss that sent sparks flying through her body. She melted into him, her hands fisting in his hair as their tongues danced together. The air was thick with tension, the secret they were about to indulge in only heightening the intensity.

They both knew this was wrong, but the attraction was too strong to resist. They had been playing this dangerous game for weeks now, each stolen moment becoming more addictive than the last. Sunghoon's hand traveled down to cup her ass, squeezing gently as he backed her against a shelf. Y/n gasped into the kiss, her body responding to his touch like it was the most natural thing in the world.

With the door securely locked, they quickly shed their clothes, the sound of fabric rustling in the otherwise silent room. Sunghoon's hands roamed her body, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. He kissed down her neck, making her shiver, before his mouth found her nipple. She arched her back, pushing herself into his warm embrace, a soft moan escaping her lips. Y/n knew she should feel guilty for cheating on Heeseung, but the pleasure was too overwhelming to think straight.

Sunghoon pulled away for a moment, looking into her eyes with a mix of lust and determination. "You're mine," he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. He slammed her against the shelf again, pressing his hard length against her thigh. She nodded, unable to form coherent words, and he took it as all the permission he needed. He lifted her onto the shelf, the cold metal sending a jolt through her body, only to be replaced by the heat of Sunghoon's as he positioned himself between her legs.

Their movements were frantic and urgent, driven by the fear of being caught and the thrill of the forbidden. Sunghoon's hands slid down her smooth skin, teasing her wetness before plunging two fingers inside her. Y/n bit her lip to stifle a scream, her eyes rolling back in pleasure. He watched her intently, his own arousal growing as she squirmed and gasped beneath his touch. The sound of their panting and the occasional clang of the shelf echoed in the small space.

"I can't wait anymore," Sunghoon growled, his own need overpowering any lingering sense of propriety. He pulled his fingers out of her, and she felt a moment of emptiness before he replaced them with the tip of his erection. He pushed in slowly, savoring every inch, watching her face contort with pleasure. Y/n's nails dug into his shoulders as he filled her completely, and she threw her head back, moaning his name.

Their bodies moved in a rhythm that seemed choreographed, despite the raw, unrehearsed passion behind it. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure through her, and she could feel her climax building. Sunghoon's eyes never left hers, the intensity of their connection threatening to shatter the walls around them.

Sunghoon got his phone out of his pocket, a devilish smirk playing on his lips. "Let's make this moment even more special," he said, holding it up to record. Y/n's eyes widened with a mix of excitement and trepidation, but she nodded eagerly, knowing the risk was part of the thrill.

He started filming as he began to fuck her with renewed vigor, his phone capturing every intimate detail. The camera caught the sweat glistening on their bodies, their hickeys standing out like a map of their illicit encounters. "You like that?" he asked, his voice gruff and demanding. "Tell me, who fucks you better?"

Y/n could barely breathe, let alone speak, but she managed to choke out a whispered, "Y-ou do~."

"F-Fuck…You're s' much better than Wony," Sunghoon whispered, his voice a low growl that sent shivers down her spine. He picked up the pace, the shelf beneath her shaking with the force of their passion. Y/n's eyes squeezed shut, her voice a whimper as she wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him deeper.

The camera rolled on, capturing every gasp and moan, every bead of sweat and twitch of their bodies. Sunghoon's hand reached up to pinch her nipple, and she threw her head back, crying out. The sound of their skin slapping together filled the small room, a symphony of lust that only they could hear. Y/n's hand snaked down to stroke herself, her fingertips gliding over her clit as Sunghoon's cock filled her over and over again.

The tension grew, their breaths coming in ragged gasps, and their bodies moving in a frantic dance of passion. Y/n felt the orgasm building, a storm of pleasure that threatened to consume her. She clung to Sunghoon, her nails digging into his skin, her legs tightening around his waist. "Cum for me," he murmured, his eyes locked on hers, and she felt the command resonate through her body.

With a final, powerful thrust, she shattered, her body convulsing around him as waves of ecstasy crashed over her. Sunghoon groaned, his own release following shortly after, his warmth filling her as he record her face contorted in pleasure. They stayed there for a moment, chests heaving, bodies trembling from the intensity of their climax. The room was silent except for their harsh breaths, the only evidence of their passion the soft creaks of the shelf beneath them.

Sunghoon pulled out recording the mixture of both their climax, a smug smile on his face as he watched the video, replaying their secret tryst. "This is going to be our little secret," he said, tucking the phone away. Y/n nodded, her cheeks flushed with excitement and a hint of fear. They both knew the consequences if anyone found out, but the thrill was intoxicating.

They quickly dressed, trying to regain some semblance of composure before returning to the bustling backstage area. As they readjusted their clothes, Sunghoon leaned in for one last kiss, his hand lingering on her thigh. "We'll do this again," he whispered, his voice filled with promise. Y/n nodded, unable to resist the allure of their forbidden love.

As they left the storage room, they couldn't help but glance at each other with a mix of guilt and excitement. The secret between them was a heavy burden, but it only served to strengthen their bond. They parted ways, returning to their respective groups with smiles plastered on their faces, hoping no one would suspect their scandalous rendezvous.

Back in the dressing room, Heeseung looked up as Y/n entered, his eyes filled with love and concern. "Everything okay?" he asked, noticing her flustered state. She nodded, playing it off as nerves for the upcoming performance. He pulled her into a gentle embrace, and she melted into his arms, feeling a pang of guilt for the betrayal. But the lie rolled off her tongue effortlessly. "Just needed some air," she murmured, her heart racing.

The days passed, and the secret grew heavier. The tension between the four grew palpable, like a storm cloud on the horizon. Sunghoon and Y/n couldn't help but steal glances at each other during group interactions, their eyes speaking volumes that only they could understand. Meanwhile, Wonyoung remained blissfully unaware, her trust in Sunghoon unshaken.

One evening, after a long day of promotions, Sunghoon decided to send Heesueng a funny vid he had found online. He unlocked his phone, quickly tapped the screen to record a message for his friend, and was about to attach the meme when his finger had slipped. Instead of the intended message, he had unknowingly sent the explicit video of him with Y/n.

Heeseung's phone buzzed in his pocket, a notification lighting up the screen. He pulled it out to find a message from Sunghoon, expecting a meme or a funny joke to lighten the mood. But as he tapped the play button, his eyes widened in horror. The video was unmistakable: Sunghoon's face, twisted in pleasure, and Y/n's body writhing beneath him. The storage room's harsh lighting revealed every intimate detail, every whispered word of betrayal. Heeseung's heart plummeted, and he felt the blood drain from his face.

He watched the entire video, unable to look away, feeling as though he was watching his world crumble before his very eyes. The love and trust he had for Y/n shattered like glass, replaced by a searing anger and a deep, gut-wrenching pain. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, his mind racing with questions and accusations.

Sunghoon's heart stopped when he saw the message notification. He had sent the wrong video. Panic set in as he frantically tried to call Heeseung, but the line went straight to voicemail. He knew he had to fix this, had to explain before the situation spiraled out of control. He rushed to find Heeseung, his mind racing with explanations and apologies.

Heeseung sent this video to Wonyoung and Y/n, his mind a tumult of emotions. The shock of the revelation was like a punch to the gut. How could they do this to him? To each other? He could feel the walls of his world closing in as the reality of their betrayal sank in.

Wonyoung's phone buzzed with the incoming message, and she opened it with a smile, expecting to see the adorable meme Sunghoon had promised. Instead, she was met with the most shocking and heartbreaking sight of her life: her boyfriend and her best friend in a passionate embrace, their bodies entwined in a way she never thought she'd see. Her hand trembled as she watched, tears streaming down her face. She felt as though she'd been stabbed, the pain radiating through her chest.

Heeseung's voice was cold steel when he called Wonyoung, the anger barely contained. "Is this true?" she demanded, her voice shaking."What… what did you send me?"

Wonyoung was crying uncontrollably, the video playing on a loop in her mind. "How could you?" she choked out, her heart breaking into a million pieces. She could feel the walls closing in around her, the air thick with the scent of deceit.

Heeseung's voice was strained, filled with pain and anger. "You need to watch it," he insisted, his own voice shaking. "You need to know what's been happening behind your back."

Heeseung got a message from Y/n, her words pleading and frantic. "Please don't watch it, Heeseung, it's not what it looks like." But it was too late. The damage was done, the video playing over and over in his mind. His hand clenched around his phone, the screen now a window to the most personal and hurtful betrayal he'd ever experienced.

Sunghoon found him first, his eyes wide with panic. "Heeseung, I'm so sorry, it was an accident. Please, let me explain," he stuttered, but Heeseung was beyond words. He just handed his phone over, the video still playing, their secret laid bare.

Wonyoung arrived moments later, her face a mask of devastation. She took one look at Sunghoon and slapped him. "How could you, Sunghoon?" she screamed, her voice echoing through the corridor.

Sunghoon stepped back, his hand on his cheek, the sting of the slap a stark reminder of the pain he'd caused. "Wony, I'm sorry," he whispered, his voice cracking. "It's complicated."

Wonyoung's eyes were pools of hurt, her voice trembling as she spat out, "Complicated? You cheated on me with my best friend!"

Y/n, who had just caught up, looked from Wonyoung's tear-stained face to Heeseung's cold glare, and then to Sunghoon's pleading eyes. She felt like she was drowning in the weight of their combined pain. "It's not what you think," she began, but Wonyoung cut her off.

"Don't lie to me, Y/n. I trusted you," Wonyoung's voice was laced with accusation, her hand shaking as she held up her phone, the damning video still playing. "We all trusted you."

Y/n felt the tears welling up in her eyes, the weight of the situation crushing her. "I'm sorry," she choked out, her voice barely above a whisper. "It just…happened."

Heeseung's gaze was like ice, his eyes narrowed in betrayal. "Don't," he said, his voice dangerously low. "Don't try to justify this."

The air was thick with anger and heartache, the tension palpable as the three of them stood there, their worlds colliding in the worst possible way. Sunghoon looked from Heeseung to Wonyoung, desperation etched on his face. "Please, let me explain," he begged.

But the damage was done. Heeseung's eyes were cold, his jaw clenched tight. "What's there to explain? You've been fucking my girlfriend behind my back," he spat out, his voice laced with venom. "How could you do this to me?"

Sunghoon's eyes darted between Heeseung and Wonyoung, desperation in his gaze. "It's not just about me," he protested, his voice cracking. "Y/n and I—"

Wonyoung's voice was like a whip, cutting him off. "Don't you dare say her name," she spat, her eyes burning with rage. "You're the one who made a commitment to me, not her!"

Y/n's eyes darted between the two, feeling the weight of their pain and anger. She knew she had to say something, to try and fix this mess. "I'm sorry," she whispered again, her voice barely audible. "It's my fault. I didn't mean for this to happen."

Heeseung's gaze never left Sunghoon's face, his anger simmering just below the surface. "You're both to blame," he said, his voice devoid of any warmth.

Wonyoung's sobs grew louder, her body trembling with the force of her emotions. She looked at Y/n, her best friend, the girl she had shared so much with, and all she saw was the person who had shattered her heart. "How could you?" she choked out, the words filled with pain.

Y/n's eyes were brimming with tears as she searched for the right words, but nothing seemed to fit. She knew she had crossed a line, a line that could never be uncrossed. "I'm sorry," she repeated, her voice cracking.

Sunghoon stepped forward, reaching out to Wonyoung, but she slapped his hand away. "Don't touch me," she sobbed, her voice filled with anger and hurt. "You're a cheater."

"You two should leave," Heeseung said through gritted teeth, his eyes never leaving Sunghoon's. The room was a maelstrom of emotions—betrayal, anger, and pain swirling around them like a tornado. "Now."

Sunghoon looked at Y/n, his eyes pleading, but she couldn't bring herself to meet his gaze. She knew she had hurt him too, but she was lost in the tsunami of guilt and fear. They had all been so careful, hiding their secret so well, but now it was out in the open, a festering wound that wouldn't heal.

"Wony," Sunghoon tried again, his voice shaking, "I love you, but I…I can't help how I feel about Y/n."

Wonyoung's eyes flashed with anger, "You had a choice, Sunghoon! You chose to hurt me!" She took a step back, her hand shaking as she pointed at the door. "Get out. Both of you."

Sunghoon and Y/n exchanged a look of despair before turning to leave, their hearts heavy with the weight of their actions. The door slammed shut behind them, leaving Heeseung and Wonyoung in the silent room, surrounded by the echoes of their shattered relationships.

Can I request Dom!Kazuha x sub!reader?

After Concert

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Paring:Dom!Kazuha x Sub!Backup-dancer!Reader

Genre: Smut

Requested

More: Masterlist

A/n: I am LOVING Crazy comeback rn.

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Kazuha, with her hair down and bangs slightly sweaty from the intense performance, walked down the bustling hallway backstage, her eyes scanning the faces of the backup dancers as they dispersed. The energy was palpable, a mix of adrenaline and exhaustion, as the crew and performers moved with practiced efficiency. Her gaze lingered on one dancer in particular, Y/n, who was quietly toweling off next to a row of lockers. There was something about Y/n's fiery passion and raw talent that had caught Kazuha's eye during rehearsals.

Approaching Y/n, Kazuha offered a warm smile and leaned in, her voice low and seductive. "You were absolutely mesmerizing out there," she said, her compliment punctuated by the sound of their echoing footsteps. Y/n's cheeks flushed, a clear sign of her surprise and excitement. "I've never seen someone dance with such… intensity."

Y/n, unable to contain her excitement, confessed that Kazuha was her bias and she had always dreamed of sharing the stage with her. Kazuha's smile grew wicked, and she leaned in closer, her breath hot against Y/n's ear. "Well, maybe there's something else we can share," she whispered, her eyes glinting with mischief. Before Y/n could process the invitation, Kazuha had grabbed her hand and was leading her to the private dressing room, the door closing with a decisive click behind them.

The room was dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of perfume and sweat. Kazuha turned to face Y/n, her grip on her hand tightening as she stepped closer, their bodies almost touching. The tension grew palpable as Kazuha leaned in, her full lips just millimeters from Y/n's. "I've noticed you too," she murmured, her eyes dark with desire. "Your passion is… irresistible."

Without waiting for a response, Kazuha leaned in and captured Y/n's mouth in a searing kiss. Y/n's eyes widened in surprise before she melted into the embrace, her free hand reaching up to tangle in Kazuha's hair. The kiss grew more urgent, tongues dancing together as they explored each other's mouths with an intensity that mirrored their performance on stage. They stumbled backward, Kazuha's hands finding the hem of Y/n's outfit, pulling it up to reveal her toned stomach and the waistband of her underwear.

Y/n's breath hitched as Kazuha's fingertips brushed against her bare skin. The desire in Kazuha's eyes was unmistakable, and it sent a thrill down Y/n's spine. She couldn't believe this was happening, but she didn't want it to stop. As if reading her thoughts, Kazuha gave a low chuckle and pushed her back against the vanity, the cool mirror reflecting their entwined forms. "You're so eager," she whispered, her breath hot against Y/n's neck as she kissed and nipped along her collarbone.

Kazuha's hands moved with purpose, deftly unhooking Y/n's bra and letting it fall to the floor. Y/n gasped as her breasts were exposed to the cool air, the nipples hardening under Kazuha's gaze. With a wicked smile, Kazuha leaned in and took one into her mouth, teasing and sucking as Y/n's knees grew weak. The sensation was exquisite, and Y/n's hand found its way to the back of Kazuha's head, holding her in place as she arched her back, lost in the pleasure.

As Kazuha's tongue flicked and danced over her sensitive flesh, Y/n could feel her own desire building, her pussy growing wet with anticipation. Kazuha noticed the change in her breathing and pulled away, leaving Y/n's nipple glistening with her saliva.

"Take these off," Kazuha demanded, her eyes never leaving Y/n's as she gestured to her own pants. Y/n's hands trembled slightly as she complied, the sound of the zipper echoing through the room. Kazuha stepped out of her pants, revealing her own damp underwear.

The two of them stood there for a moment, panting and staring at each other, the air charged with a carnality that neither could ignore. Kazuha reached out and tugged at Y/n's shorts, pulling them down and exposing her already wet panties. Y/n stepped out of them, feeling a rush of vulnerability and excitement as she stood before Kazuha in only her underwear.

With a fierce hunger, Kazuha pushed Y/n onto the plush couch in the center of the room. She wasted no time in spreading Y/n's legs wide, her eyes feasting on the glistening wetness of her panties. The sight of Y/n's arousal only served to fuel Kazuha's own desire, and she ripped the fabric aside, revealing the swollen pinkness beneath.

"You're so beautiful," Kazuha murmured, her voice thick with lust as she leaned in to kiss Y/n's inner thigh. Y/n's body responded to the gentle touch, her legs instinctively wrapping around Kazuha's shoulders as she moaned in pleasure. Kazuha's tongue traced a path up to the apex of her thighs, teasing Y/n's entrance before delving into the warm, wet folds.

Y/n's eyes rolled back as Kazuha's skilled mouth worked magic on her, her tongue swirling and probing with an expertise that left her gasping for breath. She had never felt so exposed, so desired, and it was intoxicating. Her hands tightened on the couch cushions, her body arching off the seat as Kazuha's mouth moved in a rhythmic dance against her clit.

Kazuha's own arousal was evident in the way her hips rocked slightly, her own need building as she tasted Y/n. She paused for a moment, looking up to meet Y/n's glazed eyes. "Eat me," she ordered, her voice hoarse with passion. Y/n nodded eagerly, desperate to taste the woman she had idolized for so long.

They rearranged themselves into a 69 position, Kazuha's face buried in Y/n's pussy as Y/n's mouth found her own. The sound of their moans filled the room, mingling with the faint echoes of the concert outside. Kazuha's tongue danced over Y/n's clit, applying just the right amount of pressure to keep her on the edge. Each time Y/n felt herself about to come, Kazuha would ease up, only to begin again, building the tension until it was almost unbearable.

Y/n's eyes watered as she tried to focus on pleasing Kazuha, the sensation of the idol's tongue on her clit driving her wild. Kazuha's dominance was overwhelming, but it only served to excite her more. She felt the weight of the woman's body pressing down on her, the warmth and wetness of Kazuha's pussy against her mouth, and she eagerly licked and sucked, determined to make her squirt just as she had done.

The pressure grew unbearable, and Y/n could feel her own orgasm approaching like a freight train. Her hips bucked involuntarily, pushing her pussy closer to Kazuha's mouth. Kazuha responded with a fervor that matched her own, her tongue flicking faster and her teeth gently grazing her sensitive flesh. Y/n's moans grew louder, her hands gripping the couch tightly as she felt the inevitable climax building.

But just as she was about to come, Kazuha pulled away, leaving Y/n's clit throbbing and desperate for attention. "Not yet," she murmured, her eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and hunger. She sat up and pushed Y/n off the couch, leaving her sprawled on the floor. "On your knees," she ordered, and Y/n complied, her body trembling with need.

Kazuha stood over her, legs spread wide, and grabbed a handful of Y/n's hair, pulling her face back up to her dripping pussy. "You're going to make me cum," she said, her voice firm and commanding. "And you're going to do it right now."

Y/n didn't hesitate, diving back in with renewed enthusiasm. She licked and sucked with everything she had, eager to satisfy the woman who had so thoroughly taken control of her body and mind. Kazuha's legs began to shake, and her grip on Y/n's hair tightened as she neared the edge. With one final, desperate thrust of her hips, she came, her juices spilling into Y/n's mouth and down her chin.

Y/n felt a mix of relief and elation as she swallowed, savoring the taste of Kazuha's release. She looked up to find Kazuha watching her with a smug smile, the idol's chest heaving from the intensity of her orgasm. "Good girl," she said, her voice softer now. "Now, let me make you cum."

Without another word, Kazuha sat down on the couch, her legs spread wide, inviting Y/n to straddle her thigh. Y/n's eyes lit up with understanding, and she eagerly climbed onto Kazuha's leg, her pussy pressing down onto the firm muscle. Kazuha's hand gripped her hip, guiding her movements as she began to grind herself against Y/n's clit, which was still sensitive from the previous onslaught of pleasure.

Y/n's breath came in ragged gasps as she rode Kazuha's thigh, the friction sending waves of pleasure through her body. Kazuha's hand slid up to cup her breast, her thumb flicking the nipple in time with the rhythm of their hips. The room was filled with the sound of their panting breaths and the occasional gasp or moan that slipped from their lips.

As Y/n's orgasm built, she could feel Kazuha's leg tensing beneath her, the muscles in her thigh flexing as she used it to drive into her even deeper. The friction was exquisite, and Y/n's eyes squeezed shut as she threw her head back, her mouth opening in a silent scream.

Kazuha watched her intently, the sight of Y/n's pleasure pushing her own arousal to new heights. She leaned back against the couch, her free hand moving to slip into her own panties, her fingers teasing her clit as she felt the first spasms of her own climax beginning to build. "Cum for me," she whispered, her voice a mix of command and plea.

Y/n felt the pressure in her own pussy grow, the tension coiling tighter and tighter. She couldn't hold back much longer, her body begging for release. Kazuha's hand on her hip was a steady guide, her movements deliberate and calculated. With one final, deep grind, Y/n's orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, making her whole body convulse. She screamed out Kazuha's name, her juices coating both of them as she rode out the intense pleasure.

Kazuha's own climax followed closely behind, her hips bucking involuntarily as she felt Y/n's pussy pulse around her thigh. The sight of Y/n's face, contorted in ecstasy, was almost too much for her to handle. She bit her lip, trying to muffle her own moan as she came, her hand moving frantically against her own clit. The two of them sat there, breathing heavily, their bodies entwined in a mess of passion and desire.

Slowly, Kazuha pulled Y/n closer, her arms wrapping around her waist as they both came down from the high of their shared orgasm. Y/n's head rested on Kazuha's shoulder, and she could feel the idol's heart pounding against her cheek. They stayed like that for a few moments, savoring the aftermath of their impulsive encounter.

Kazuha's hand trailed down Y/n's back, her fingertips ghosting over the damp fabric of her underwear. "You're soaked," she murmured, her voice filled with satisfaction. "You liked that, didn't you?"

Y/n nodded, her cheeks flushed and her breath still coming in pants. She had never experienced anything so intense, so all-consuming. "I did," she managed to murmur, her voice hoarse from her screams.

Kazuha chuckled softly, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. She leaned in and kissed Y/n gently on the forehead, her fingers still playing with the damp fabric of her underwear. "Good," she said, her voice a warm purr. "Because I enjoyed it too."

With a sigh, she stood up, pulling Y/n to her feet as well. "Let's clean up," she said, gesturing to the wetness that had pooled on the couch and floor. They moved together, almost in sync, as they wiped down the surfaces and gathered their discarded clothing. The intimacy of the moment was not lost on Y/n, who felt a strange mix of shyness and boldness as she watched Kazuha move around the room.

Once they were both dressed, Kazuha took a step closer to Y/n, her hand reaching out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "You know, I don't usually do this," she said, her voice low and sultry. "But I can't deny that there's something about you that I just can't get enough of."

Y/n looked up at her, her eyes wide with a mix of awe and lust. "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice a whisper.

Kazuha stepped closer, her hand moving to cup Y/n's cheek. "I mean," she said, her thumb tracing a path along Y/n's jawline, "that I want to see you again. Outside of the concert. Just you and me."

Y/n's heart raced at the thought. This wasn't just a backstage fling for Kazuha; she was genuinely interested in her. "Okay," she murmured, her voice barely audible.

Kazuha's smile grew, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She leaned in and kissed Y/n again, a soft, lingering kiss that spoke of promises and secrets shared. "Good," she whispered against Y/n's lips. "Give me your number, and I'll text you later."

Y/n fumbled for her phone, her hands still shaking slightly from the aftershocks of her orgasm. She typed in her number and handed the device to Kazuha, who sent a quick message with a knowing wink. The phone buzzed in Y/n's hand, the notification lighting up the screen with a message that simply read, "Mine." The possessiveness of it sent a thrill through her, making her stomach flutter.

hiii, can i request a karina x gp! reader? 🙏🙏

Leader's Help

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Paring: Top!Karina x gp!Reader

Genre: smut

Requested

More: Masterlist

A/n: Requests are open

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The soft hum of the air conditioner filled the quiet room, a stark contrast to the bustling city outside. Karina, wearing a tank top and sweats, lounged on the couch, scrolling through her phone. She noticed Y/n, the younger member of aespa, pacing back and forth, her eyes darting around nervously. The stress of the day's promotions and her role as a Gucci ambassador had etched lines on Y/n's face that seemed to deepen with every step. Concerned, Karina set her phone aside and sat up, her legs folding underneath her.

"Hey, are you okay?" Karina asked gently, her voice carrying the same soothing tone she used to calm their fans during live streams. Y/n's shoulders tensed before she let out a sigh, her eyes meeting Karina's with a look of vulnerability.

"I'm just…overwhelmed," Y/n murmured, her cheeks flushing a soft pink. "I know I should be used to it by now, but today was just…too much."

Karina nodded understandingly, rising to her feet and crossing the room to wrap her arms around Y/n in a comforting embrace. "You've been working so hard," she whispered, her breath tickling Y/n's ear. "You deserve a break."

With a gentle nudge, Karina led Y/n to the bed, their shared laughter from earlier now replaced by a comforting silence. She sat beside her, stroking Y/n's hair and rubbing her back in slow, soothing circles. "Let me help you relax," she suggested, her voice a soft purr that seemed to resonate through Y/n's entire body.

Y/n nodded gratefully, her eyes fluttering closed as she felt Karina's warm touch. Without another word, Karina leaned in and placed a tender kiss on Y/n's forehead, her hand moving down to trace the curve of her neck. The touch was electric, sending shivers down Y/n's spine, and she couldn't help but lean into it, craving more.

Karina noticed the change in Y/n's demeanor and smirked, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She knew exactly what Y/n needed to take her mind off the stress, and she was more than happy to provide it. Her hand slid down further, brushing against the fabric of Y/n's shirt, teasing the skin beneath. Y/n gasped, her eyes shooting open to meet Karina's gaze.

With a playful grin, Karina leaned in and captured Y/n's lips in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together as if they were in a silent battle for dominance. Y/n's body responded instinctively, her hands finding purchase on Karina's waist, pulling her closer. The kiss grew more intense, their breaths mingling as their hearts raced in sync.

Breaking away, Karina gazed into Y/n's eyes, which were now filled with a mix of shock and desire. "I want to show you how much I appreciate you," she whispered, her thumb tracing Y/n's bottom lip. "You're always so shy, but I know you're just as wild as the rest of us."

Y/n's cheeks burned hotter as she felt Karina's hand slip under her shirt, caressing the soft skin of her chest. The older member's confidence was infectious, and she found herself letting go of her inhibitions. Her own hands began to wander, tracing the contours of Karina's body, feeling the firm muscles beneath the fabric.

Karina's smirk grew wider as she felt Y/n's growing boldness. She knew the younger member had a wild side hidden beneath her shy exterior, and she was eager to unleash it. With a swift move, she pulled Y/n's shirt over her head, revealing her perky breasts and the girl cock that she knew Y/n was so self-conscious about. But to Karina, it was a symbol of beauty and individuality that only added to Y/n's charm.

Y/n's eyes searched Karina's for any sign of judgment, but all she found was a hungry gaze that made her stomach flip. Karina leaned in, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin of Y/n's neck, making her gasp. "You're so beautiful," she murmured, her breath hot against Y/n's ear. "Let me show you how much."

With surprising gentleness, Karina took Y/n's hand and guided it to her own chest, allowing the younger member to explore the soft mounds beneath her shirt. Y/n's heart raced as she felt the hardened nipples against her palm, her own cock straining against her pants in response. Karina's hand mirrored the movement, slipping into Y/n's sweatpants to find her sensitive member, already hard and eager.

"You like that, don't you?" Karina whispered, her voice a seductive whisper that sent waves of pleasure through Y/n's body. "You're so responsive."

Y/n nodded, her eyes never leaving Karina's as she felt the older member's expert touch on her cock. Karina began to stroke her gently, her movements growing more confident as she felt the younger girl's body react. Y/n's hips bucked involuntarily, her breaths growing ragged as the tension built.

"I've never…done this before," Y/n admitted shyly, her voice barely above a whisper. Karina's eyes widened with surprise before she leaned in and kissed her softly.

"I'll take care of you," she promised, her thumb continuing to circle Y/n's clit as she spoke. "We'll go slow, and if you ever want to stop, just tell me."

With a nod, Y/n lay back, her body trembling with anticipation. Karina removed her own shirt, revealing her toned abs and perfect breasts, the sight of which made Y/n's cock throb even more. Karina's eyes never left hers as she leaned down, her soft pink lips wrapping around the tip of Y/n's cock. Y/n's breath hitched, and she felt a rush of pleasure so intense it was almost painful.

Karina's mouth was warm and wet, her tongue dancing around the head of Y/n's cock as she began to take it deeper. Y/n's hands clenched the bedsheets, her knuckles turning white as she fought the urge to push Karina's head down further. Instead, she focused on the feeling of Karina's hair brushing against her thighs and the way her eyes never left hers, filled with a fiery determination to bring her to the edge.

The older member's experience was evident in every stroke and suck, her pace unrelenting as she worked Y/n's cock. Y/n's moans grew louder, filling the room with a symphony of pleasure that echoed off the walls. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before, and she knew she was close to the brink.

Karina could sense it too, her eyes dark with desire as she pulled away, leaving Y/n's cock glistening with her saliva. "I want you to feel me," she whispered, her voice husky with need. She stood up, her own arousal evident in the way she moved, and began to strip off her pants.

Y/n watched, mesmerized, as Karina revealed her bare skin, her own hand still clutching her cock, the need for release almost unbearable. Karina's eyes never left hers as she straddled Y/n's hips, her own wetness coating her thighs. With a slow, deliberate movement, she positioned herself over Y/n's cock, the tip teasing her entrance.

"Ready?" Karina asked, her voice low and seductive. Y/n nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. With a wicked smile, Karina began to lower herself, taking Y/n's cock inch by inch, her walls stretching to accommodate the unfamiliar sensation.

The feeling was indescribable, a mix of pleasure and pain that only grew more intense as Karina's body enveloped hers. Y/n watched in awe as the older member's face contorted with pleasure, her eyes never leaving Y/n's. With a final push, she was fully seated, her pussy gripping Y/n's cock tightly.

"O-h, ffffuck," Karina breathed, her voice filled with a mix of surprise and delight. She began to rock her hips slowly, her movements deliberate and calculated to drive Y/n wild. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced, the softness of Karina's flesh around her cock sending bolts of pleasure through her body.

Y/n's eyes rolled back in her head as Karina began to move in earnest, her hips rising and falling in a rhythm that seemed to be choreographed by desire itself. The older member's breasts bounced with every thrust, her nipples grazing Y/n's nipples as she moaned in pleasure. Y/n could feel her own orgasm building, the pressure in her balls reaching a crescendo.

"M-more," she whimpered, her voice barely audible. Karina chuckled, the sound vibrating through her chest and sending ripples of pleasure through Y/n's cock. "Is that all you've got, baby?" she taunted, increasing her pace.

Y/n could feel her climax approaching like a freight train, unstoppable and all-consuming. Her hips met Karina's with a fervor she didn't know she had, her hands roaming the older member's body as if it were the last time she'd ever touch her. Karina's moans grew louder, her grip on Y/n's shoulders tightening as she took her in fully, her hips moving in a dance that was both mesmerizing and erotic.

Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, their rhythm a silent conversation that spoke of trust and desire. Y/n felt her orgasm building, a coil of pleasure tightening in her stomach. "Cum in me, baby," Karina breathed, her voice thick with lust. The words sent a jolt through Y/n, and she couldn't hold back any longer.

With a cry that was half-moan, half-whimper, Y/n's body convulsed as she came, her cock pulsing inside Karina. The feeling was overwhelming, a release that seemed to shake her to her very core. Karina's eyes lit up with triumph as she felt the warmth fill her, her own orgasm crashing over her in waves.

The room was silent except for their heavy breathing and the rustling of the bedsheets. Karina collapsed onto Y/n, her body a warm, comforting weight that made Y/n feel both protected and exposed. She could feel Karina's heart beating against her chest, a rhythm that matched her own.

"You did so well," Karina murmured, kissing the side of Y/n's neck. Her words were soothing, but Y/n felt a strange mix of emotions—relief, satisfaction, and a hint of embarrassment. She had never been so open with anyone before, and the intimacy of the moment was both terrifying and exhilarating.

"Thank you," Y/n managed to say, her voice still shaky from the intense pleasure. She felt a gentle hand on her cheek, turning her face to meet Karina's gaze. Their eyes locked, and in that moment, she realized how much she had needed this connection, this validation from someone she admired so much.

Karina's thumb traced her cheekbone, her eyes filled with warmth and understanding. "You're welcome, but you don't need to thank me," she said softly. "We're a team, and I'm always here for you."

Y/n nodded, a tear sliding down her cheek. "I know," she whispered, her voice hoarse from her cries of pleasure. "But I've never felt like…this before."

Karina's expression softened, her eyes full of affection as she leaned in to kiss away the tear. "It's all new," she murmured. "But I promise, it only gets better."

Their bodies remained connected, their hearts beating as one as they lay there, basking in the afterglow of their shared release. The tension of the day had melted away, replaced by a warmth that seemed to fill every corner of the room.

"You're so beautiful when you come," Karina said, her voice filled with a newfound affection. She leaned in to kiss Y/n's cheek, her own breathing still heavy. Y/n blushed, feeling a mix of pride and vulnerability.

Withdrawing from their intimate embrace, Karina climbed off the bed, her legs wobbly from the intensity of their encounter. She reached down and slid her fingers through the slickness between her thighs, bringing them to her mouth to taste the tangy mixture of their juices. She closed her eyes, savoring the flavor, before letting out a satisfied laugh.

Y/n watched, a curious blend of awe and shyness, as Karina's eyes sparkled with mischief. "You're so wild," she murmured, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. Karina leaned over, her hand still coated with their combined essence, and kissed her deeply. Y/n could taste herself on the older member's lips, a heady sensation that only served to stir her desires once more.

🍊hi I'm the one who requested the jay fic

First it was so good(I've read several of your fics so I'm not surprised)

I was thinking of a park 2 were sunghoon is the cold member of the friend group and finds out about jay and m/n but thinks jay bottoms and follows m/n after school cause he is secretly curious about bottoming

(Also I'm nervous to ask this but do you write for ni-ki cause I had a cute story in mind w/ no smut cause I know some people who get really heated about this)

Ps it's OK if you don't I just thought it would be OK to ask cause you seem chill and not likely to go ballistic on me(it's happening before so it give me anxiety)

Our Secret Part .2

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Paring: Top!Jock!Jay x Switch!Nerd!Male reader x Bttm!Jock!Sunghoon

Genre: smut

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Pt.1

More: Masterlist

A/n: Thank you all for the requests. I'm currently working on them, so I don't know when my next post will be, but stay tuned. Requests are still open. Also, I write for all the members of Enhypen. Also, I hope this is what you requested and I did it well.

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"You're going to be late for your math test, Jay," Sunghoon called out as Jay lingered by the lockers, his eyes glued to M/n's retreating figure.

Jay nodded absently, his mind still swirling with the memories of their last secret encounter. "Yeah, I know," he murmured, pushing off from the locker and heading towards his class. He couldn't shake the feeling that Sunghoon had noticed something different about him, but he brushed it off. He had always been the quiet, stoic one of the group—his friends wouldn't suspect a thing.

As the days passed, Jay and M/n's secret grew stronger, fueled by the stolen moments in the bathroom and the risky glances they shared in the hallways. Each meeting was a clandestine dance of desire, the thrill of discovery heightened by the fear of exposure. Jay felt alive in a way he never had before, the excitement of their secret trysts overshadowing the mundane routine of school and the increasingly dull camaraderie of the ENHYPEN.

One noon, as the bell rang and the hallways filled, Sunghoon lingered, his eyes narrowed as he watched M/n slip into the bathroom. His curiosity piqued, he waited, his thoughts racing. He knew Jay had been acting differently, and the whispers of their secret had reached his ears. He couldn't help but feel a strange mix of jealousy and fascination—Jay, the golden boy of the group, breaking their unspoken code of heteronormativity. Sunghoon found himself drawn to the bathroom door, his heart pounding in his chest.

As the minutes ticked by, he heard the faint sound of the lock turning. He waited, his breath held, until the door opened a crack. Jay stepped out, his face flushed, and their eyes met. For a split second, Jay's expression was one of pure terror, but it was quickly replaced with a smirk. "What's up, Sunghoon?" he said casually, as if he hadn't just been caught in a compromising situation.

Sunghoon felt his own face heat up, unsure of what to say. He'd never been one for confrontation, preferring to keep his thoughts and feelings buried beneath a layer of stoicism. But something about the situation, the raw passion he'd glimpsed, had shaken him to his core. "I need to talk to you," he said, his voice firm.

Jay raised an eyebrow, a hint of challenge in his eyes. "Can it wait until after school?"

Sunghoon's curiosity won out over his nerves. "No, it can't."

Jay sighed, the tension in his shoulders visibly releasing. "Fine." He led the way to an empty classroom, the silence between them charged with unspoken words. Once the door was closed, Jay turned to face Sunghoon, his expression unreadable.

Sunghoon took a deep breath, trying to organize his thoughts. "What's going on with you and M/n?" he asked, his voice steady despite the turmoil in his stomach.

Jay leaned against the desk, his eyes never leaving Sunghoon's. "What makes you think anything's going on?"

Sunghoon's voice was low, almost a growl. "Don't lie to me, Jay. I saw the way you looked at each other, the way you touched him in the bathroom."

Jay's smirk fell away, and he took a step closer to Sunghoon, his eyes searching for any sign of judgment or disgust. "It's not like that," he said softly. "I just… I can't explain it."

Sunghoon's gaze never wavered. "You don't have to. But if you're going to keep this up, you need to be careful. The others can't find out."

Jay nodded, his throat tight. "I know. Believe me, I know."

Sunghoon studied him for a long moment before speaking again. "But why M/n?" His voice was filled with confusion and a hint of accusation. "You could have anyone you want."

Jay looked away, his eyes misting over. "It's not about who I can have. It's about who I want. And…who makes me feel alive." He took a deep breath, his voice dropping to a whisper. "And it's not just about me. It's about you too, Sunghoon."

Sunghoon's eyes widened in surprise. "What do you mean?"

Jay took a step closer, his voice barely audible. "I know you've been watching us. And I know you've been…curious." He paused, watching Sunghoon's reaction closely. "You've always been so closed off, but I've seen the way you look at M/n when you think no one's watching. The way your eyes follow him, the way you get all tense when we talk about him."

Sunghoon's face grew hot, his heart racing. He hadn't realized his feelings were so transparent. "What are you saying?" he managed to choke out.

Jay stepped even closer, his voice a gentle murmur. "I'm saying that maybe you're not as straight as you think you are." He reached out and placed a hand on Sunghoon's arm, the warmth of his touch sending a jolt through Sunghoon's body. "And if you ever want to explore that…I could help you."

Sunghoon's mind raced. He had never considered the possibility that his curiosity about M/n went beyond mere fascination. The idea of Jay guiding him through this uncharted territory was both terrifying and intriguing. He swallowed hard, his eyes flicking to Jay's hand on his arm, then back up to meet his gaze. "What are you proposing?"

Jay's eyes searched Sunghoon's, looking for any sign of rejection. "I'm saying that we could all learn from each other, you know? M/n and I, we've got this… connection. And maybe you could find something like that too." He paused, his voice dropping even lower. "I know you're curious about bottoming. I can see it in the way you watch us."

Sunghoon felt his cheeks flush, his eyes darting away from Jay's intense gaze. "How did you…?"

Jay gave a knowing smile. "It's not that hard to see, Sunghoon. And I've been there. I know what it's like to have those thoughts, to wonder." He took a step closer, invading Sunghoon's personal space. "But you don't have to wonder anymore. You can experience it."

Sunghoon's breath hitched, his eyes locked on Jay's. "How?" he whispered, the word barely audible.

Jay's smile grew, a hint of mischief playing on his lips. "Well, we could start with you watching us. Or, if you're ready, we could try something with you." He leaned in, his breath hot against Sunghoon's ear. "I'd be gentle, I promise."

Sunghoon's heart hammered in his chest, his mind racing with a mix of excitement and fear. He had never allowed himself to act on his curiosity, always pushing it down, telling himself it was just a phase. But Jay's words resonated with him, whispering the promise of a freedom he had never dared to dream of.

"Okay," he murmured, his voice shaky. "I'll join."

Jay's eyes lit up with excitement, and he gave Sunghoon's arm a reassuring squeeze. "Good," he said, his voice filled with a gentle confidence. "Meet us in the bathroom after school. We'll make sure it's empty."

The rest of the day was a blur for Sunghoon. He couldn't focus on his classes, his mind racing with thoughts of what was to come. He found himself glancing at Jay and M/n during lessons, his imagination running wild with what the two of them had been doing together. The anticipation was both thrilling and nerve-wracking, and he couldn't shake the feeling that his entire world was about to change.

When the final bell rang, Sunghoon's stomach twisted into knots. He gathered his books, his legs feeling like jelly as he made his way to the designated bathroom. He checked his watch, ensuring that the coast was clear, and slipped inside, his heart pounding in his chest. The tiles were cold under his feet, echoing his nervousness as he approached the last stall.

The door was slightly ajar, and he could see Jay's shoes peeking out. He took a deep breath and knocked lightly. "It's just me," he murmured. The door swung open, and Jay's warm smile was the first thing he saw. M/n was there too, looking equally nervous but with an unmistakable spark of excitement in his eyes.

Jay stepped aside to let Sunghoon in, his hand lingering on the small of his back. "You sure about this?" he asked, his voice low and gentle.

Sunghoon nodded, his eyes flicking to M/n, who gave him a tentative smile. "I… I think so."

Jay's hand slipped away, and M/n took its place, his touch feather-light. "We'll go slow," he promised, his voice soothing. "You can tell us to stop anytime."

Sunghoon nodded, his eyes darting between the two of them. Jay's gaze was filled with understanding, while M/n's was a mix of excitement and apprehension. They both knew the risks involved in what they were about to do, but the allure of the unknown was too tempting to resist.

M/n reached out and took Sunghoon's hand, leading him into the stall. The space was tight, but the three of them managed to fit, their bodies pressing against each other in a way that was both awkward and thrilling. Jay leaned against the wall, watching as M/n began to undo Sunghoon's pants. "Relax," he murmured, his eyes never leaving Sunghoon's.

M/n's hands were gentle as he pulled Sunghoon's cock free, his thumb tracing the vein that pulsed with desire. Sunghoon's eyes closed, a soft moan escaping his lips as he felt M/n's warm breath against his skin. Jay's own erection was clear, pressing against the fabric of his jeans as he watched the scene unfold.

M/n took Sunghoon in his mouth, his tongue swirling around the tip before taking him in deeper. Sunghoon's breath hitched, his knees threatening to buckle. He'd never felt anything like this before—the wet heat, the suction, the way M/n's eyes never left his own. It was like he was being claimed, and he couldn't get enough.

Jay stepped closer, his hand sliding around to cup Sunghoon's ass, pulling him closer to M/n's eager mouth. "Look at him," Jay whispered, his voice thick with lust. "You're doing so good."

Sunghoon's eyes fluttered open, meeting Jay's intense gaze. He felt exposed, but also protected, like he was part of something intimate and beautiful. Jay's hand began to move in slow, firm circles, massaging the tension from his muscles as M/n continued to suck him off. It was a sensation like no other, and Sunghoon found himself letting go of his inhibitions.

Jay leaned in and kissed Sunghoon, his tongue probing the depths of his mouth as M/n's tongue swirled around his cock. The sensation was overwhelming, a symphony of pleasure that had Sunghoon's toes curling in his shoes. He felt Jay's hand move down to join M/n's, the two of them working in tandem to bring him closer to the edge.

The kiss grew more passionate, Jay's hand gripping Sunghoon's ass tighter as M/n's pace increased. Sunghoon's hips began to move, his body taking over as he lost himself in the moment.

M/n's eyes flicked up to meet Sunghoon's, a silent question in his gaze. Sunghoon nodded, his eyes glazed with desire, and M/n took that as his cue to push him over the edge. He sucked harder, his hand moving in time with his mouth, until Sunghoon was panting and trembling, his release spilling out into M/n's eager mouth.

M/n pulled away, a smear of cum on his lips, and looked up at Sunghoon with a smug satisfaction. Jay stepped back, giving them space as M/n turned to face the newcomer. With a swift movement, M/n pulled his own pants down, exposing his already hard cock. He bent over, his asshole puckering slightly, and reached back to spread his cheeks. "I want you inside me," he murmured, his voice filled with a need that was impossible to ignore.

Sunghoon's eyes widened, his own cock still pulsing with the aftershocks of his orgasm. He stepped closer, his hands shaking slightly as he positioned himself behind M/n. Jay watched, his own erection straining against his boxers, as Sunghoon tentatively pushed the tip of his cock into M/n's waiting hole. M/n's breath hitched, his body tensing before he began to relax, allowing Sunghoon to slide in deeper.

Jay's eyes darkened with need as he stepped behind Sunghoon, his own erection demanding attention. He quickly shimmied out of his pants and boxers, revealing his hardened length. Without a word, he pushed into Sunghoon, who gasped at the sudden intrusion. Sunghoon's cock was still semi-hard, and the sensation of Jay's thickness entering him was a shock. But as Jay began to move, Sunghoon felt his body respond, his cock swelling back to life as he pushed into M/n.

The two of them started to move in sync, creating a rhythm that was both erotic and slightly uncomfortable in the cramped stall. Sunghoon's hands gripped the divider for support as Jay's hips slapped against his ass, driving him deeper into M/n. The sound of their muffled moans filled the small space, mixing with the rustle of clothing and the slick sounds of skin on skin.

M/n's eyes rolled back in his head as he felt Sunghoon's cock push into him, filling him in a way he hadn't experienced before. The mix of pleasure and pain was exhilarating, and he couldn't help but push back, urging Sunghoon to go deeper. Jay watched, his own desire building as he saw M/n's body react to the new sensation. He knew exactly what M/n needed, and he was eager to give it to him.

With each thrust, Sunghoon felt himself growing more accustomed to the sensation of being the one in control, the one to give pleasure. His own cock was hardening again, and he couldn't deny the excitement of having Jay's thick length inside him as he claimed M/n. The feeling was strange, but not unwelcome. It was like he was discovering a new part of himself, a part that was just as hungry for connection as the rest of him.

M/n's moans grew louder, his body shuddering with each powerful push. He reached back and grabbed onto Sunghoon's hips, pulling him closer, urging him to go harder. Sunghoon's hand found its way to M/n's cock, stroking him in time with their movements. The three of them were lost in the moment, their bodies moving together like they were made for this.

Sunghoon's grip tightened on the divider as Jay's pace grew more insistent. He could feel Jay's cock pounding into his ass, and the friction was driving him wild. He pushed into M/n with renewed vigor, his own climax building. M/n's cries grew more desperate, and Sunghoon knew he was close.

With a final, powerful thrust, M/n came, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm. Sunghoon felt the warmth of M/n's release spill over his hand, and the sight of M/n's face, contorted with pleasure, was almost too much for him to handle. He came, his own cock pulsing inside M/n, filling him up as he buried his face in the crook of M/n's neck, biting down to muffle his own cries.

Jay watched, his own climax approaching rapidly. Cumming inside Sunghoon was an intoxicating thought, but he held back, wanting to savor the moment. He leaned in and whispered into Sunghoon's ear, "You're doing so good, baby." His voice was thick with lust, his breath hot against Sunghoon's skin.

Sunghoon's eyes met Jay's, and he felt a rush of emotion. He had never felt so wanted, so desired. He pushed back into Jay one last time, and Jay's cock slammed into his prostate, sending him over the edge. Jay groaned, his own orgasm ripping through him as he filled Sunghoon with his cum.

The three of them stood there, panting and trembling, their bodies still connected. It was a moment of pure, unadulterated bliss, a moment that seemed to stretch on forever. They were a tangle of limbs and desire, a secret no one else knew about.

M/n pulled away, panting heavily, his body spent and trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure. Jay followed suit, his cock slipping out of Sunghoon with a wet pop. They both stepped back, giving Sunghoon a moment to process what had just happened. He looked between them, his eyes glazed with a mix of confusion and exhilaration.

"Was it good?" Jay asked, his voice hoarse from his own recent release. Sunghoon nodded, his cheeks still flushed. "It was… intense," he managed to say, his voice shaking slightly.

M/n straightened up, his own pants back in place, and handed Sunghoon a wad of toilet paper. "You did great," he said with a gentle smile, the air between them thick with the scent of sex and sweat.

Sunghoon took it, his hand shaking as he cleaned himself up. He couldn't believe what he had just done, but there was no denying the satisfaction that hummed through his body. He looked up at Jay and M/n, their expressions a mix of pleasure and anticipation. "I… I liked it," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jay stepped forward, wrapping an arm around Sunghoon's waist. "I knew you would," he said with a wink. "But remember, this stays between us."