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Felix when you take his whole cock to the back your throat for the first time. He’s so overwhelmed with pleasure…your mouth is so warm, so wet, and your throat so tight …

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Beg For Me ~ Felix

You awake to an empty bed and the sounds of Felix gaming, understandably considering it is his first day off in a while, but you just can't help craving him.

KINKTOBER: DAY ONE - Cockwarming + Begging

Pairing: Felix x afab reader

Genre: explicit smut, bits of fluff, idol au, soft!dom!felix and bratty!reader, boyfriend!felix

Word Count: 3k

Y/N: Welcome to Day One of my Kinktober event! I am so very excited!! I've written a few smut scenes in the past, but NOTHING of what's ahead for this event, so all your feedback is VERY much welcomed and needed. I've tried to pace out the intensity in the fics, a few on the softer side, some mild and some wild. Let me know what you all think and enjoy! 🥰

CONTENT WARNINGS UNDER THE CUT

kinktober | kofi | next >>

Content Warnings: 18+ MDNI, explicit sexual content, unprotected vaginal sex (WRAP IT UP ISTG), swearing/cursing, ass slaps, cockwarming (or attempted cockwarming), no foreplay sex, Felix is a soft dom (commanding but that's about it), reader is a bit of a brat, begging, creampie, straddling, back scratching (m receiving), implied aftercare, reader gets slightly overwhelmed after sex, pet names: ( baby, angel, handsome, sunshine, good girl,) felix calls his team mates losers, gaming terms (sorry I nerded out a little)

Felix had been working over time for the past three months towards the upcoming comeback and finally he had gotten his first day off.

Luckily it just so happened to be one of your rostered days off too.

You would think having time to spend together would have resulted in a day spent tangled in your bed sheets and soaking in the rising sun, but instead you had awoken to the sounds of Felix gaming and an empty, cold bed.

You couldn't blame him, he rarely had time for anything these days and he deserves any chance to relax he can get.

Even still, you couldn't help but feel disappointment and longing heavy up your heart like cement.

The clanking of keyboard keys echoed around the room, whispered complaints about his team mates with strings of curse words under his breath, that made the sunlight in the room more noticeable as you sat up from his bed.

The sound of you groaning as you blinked the sleep away from your eyes startled Felix, his screen grey indicating he'd just died in game.

"Sorry baby, did I wake you? I was trying to be quiet." Felix apologised, turning in his gaming chair and taking one side of his headset off his ears.

His eyes were tired looking, but as they focused on your freshly woken face they softened. His black hair was untamed, scruffy and framing his face in a way that softened his sharp jawline. He was dressed in a black hoodie, his grey sweatpants he always slept in and he looked comfortable slumped in his gaming chair.

The way he was looking at you, with a loving expression made a blush creep onto your cheeks. It was simple moments like these of domesticity that made you fall more and more in love with the man before you.

A sudden urge to turn his computer off at the wall and drag him back beneath the sheets came over you, but as much as you wanted to be wrapped tightly within his arms, you could never do something so selfish.

Instead you hummed in acknowledgement and shook your head.

"Cold." You simply responded, your arms coming out in front of you and making grabby hands in his direction.

Felix's lips turned upwards into a smile, finding your morning voice more adorable than he remembered.

"After this game, I'll come give you some cuddles, okay?" He negotiated, turning back to his screen before waiting for a response.

You couldn't stop the pout forming on your lips as you were staring at the back of Felix's head once again.

You missed his touch, you missed his lips on yours, on your skin and in your hair. He was so close, yet so far and you had been looking forward to waking up in his arms, ever since he had told you that today would finally be a day you got to spend together.

The sound of his fingers on his keyboard started off again and you huffed out a breath, feeling conflicted over the matter at hand. You wanted Felix back in bed with you, but you also wanted him to finish the game he had started.

You looked to your left for your phone that you had left on Felix's bedside table to charge last night and were greeted with a fresh glass of water and a bright yellow sticky note.

You plucked the sticky note off the table and brought it closer for your eyes to adjust.

'Good Morning Sunshine, if I'm not home, I ducked out to get coffee. If I'm home, there is an iced coffee for you in the fridge. Come give me a kiss, once you've read this xx.'

You heart instantly filled itself with warmth and the need to be as close to Felix as you could. You had never been with someone so considerate, caring and loving as Felix and the burning desire to give as much as he did to you got you sliding out of his bed and walking over to him, still gaming away.

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, making sure to not obstruct his vision on the screen or place to much pressure on his arms and placed a gentle kiss into his cheek. You felt his cheek puff up under your lips, letting you know he was smiling, but it didn't last for long. His screen lit up grey once more and he let out a frustrated sigh, throwing his head backward and closing his eyes.

"Oh baby." You sympathised, instantly feeling bad you distracted him and giving him some more pecks to his cheek.

"This team is a fucking nightmare." He complained leaning into your touch for comfort.

"Not winnable?" You asked softly, stepping around the situation carefully, knowing how immersed Felix got into gaming and not wanting to say the wrong thing.

"God no. There is no way we are coming back. Our top laner is 0/7 and our adc thinks he's a front-line champ." He complained turning his head to look into your eyes.

You frowned at seeing Felix upset with something that normally brought him so much joy.

You leaned into him and captured his lips with yours, uncertain what to say that could help the situation and deciding that actions would be more comforting.

He instantly responded, lips moving against your own with a hunger that you weren't expecting. His left hand left the keyboard to caress your arm that was still wrapped around his shoulders, holding you in place against him.

Just as Felix was deepening the kiss, you heard a sharp pinging noise erupt from his headset and he snapped back from the kiss to see his team mates spamming his afk character in spawn.

"Fucking losers." Felix cursed.

A giggle slipped from your lips at his words and Felix couldn't help but let a chuckle escape his own at the ridiculousness of the game he was witnessing fold out in front of him.

Felix turned to you, opening up the space in front of him, while still using his right hand on the mouse to move his character.

"Come here angel, be my good luck charm." He smiled up at you, gesturing for you to climb onto his lap.

Your smile erupted on your cheeks, unable to conceal your happiness and moved without hesitation to straddle him in his gaming chair, wrapping your arms around his neck, legs either side of him and snuggling your face into the crook of his neck.

You sighed contently, breathing in his scent and pressing a few light kisses into his neck.

"Don't move, yeah?" He instructed, returning your kisses with a soft peck to your cheek, before turning his attention back to his game.

You hummed in response, just grateful to be in his arms in any sense you could get.

You really did try your best to stay still like Felix had asked, ignoring the need to consume his attention and have his focus on you. However, the frustrated groans and grunts of disapproval that escaped his lips - due to what was happening on his screen, were softly tickling the hairs around your ears, sending waves of desire through you.

"Baby..." Felix warned when you shuffled slightly in his lap, your core brushing over the bulge in his pants deliciously as you used all your willpower to hold back a moan from the friction.

"m-sorry." You breathed out resting your forehead against the top of his shoulder in an attempt to compose yourself.

"Be good." He muttered shuffling upwards in his desk chair to focus as he entered another fight in game. However, his movements positioned you right back over his bulge which was now fully hard, causing a whimper to slip from your lips.

"Fuck." Felix cursed and from your position you weren't sure if it was directed at your position or the game, but you were already feeling fuzzy, the desire to grind your hips into his lap growing heavier.

As if he was reading your mind, his hand left the keyboard once more to connect with your half exposed ass cheek - thanks to the pyjama shorts you were wearing - and you let out a squeal of surprise.

"So needy this morning, huh angel?" Felix asked you, smoothing over where you were sure a red mark would be forming and giving it a soft squeeze.

"Just want you." You admitted honestly, dragging your hips lowly in his lap, earning a grunt from Felix, his hand that hadn't left your ass guided you to continue. Either he had given up on the un-winnable game or he couldn't resist you, as much as you couldn't resist him.

"Gotta win this game though baby, our mid-laner is doing work." Felix groaned giving your ass one more squeeze before removing it back to the keyboard again.

You groaned back in annoyance, becoming too aware of the dampness in your panties and the emptiness you felt between your legs. There were only a few layers of clothing separating the two of you, surely he wouldn't mind multi-tasking?

"You can multi-task can't you Lixie?" You asked while pressing a few more wetter kisses to his neck and a nibble on his earlobe, avoiding his earrings.

Felix hummed at your idea, instantly knowing what you were insinuating, and he felt his pants grow impossibly tighter at the idea of fulfilling one of his fantasies.

"You need me that badly?" He questioned, his voice lower not only due to the morning but due to the lust taking over him.

You answered embarrassingly quickly with a yes and Felix chuckled at your neediness.

"Lift your hips then baby." Felix cooed, rolling his desk chair back from his desk to give you space to temporarily climb off him.

He pulled his sweatpants down, enough to reveal that he wasn't wearing any underwear and his plush pink cock sprung to life.

Your mouth watered at the sight and your hands moved uncontrollably down to your pyjama shorts, removing them and your panties in one go.

Felix wheeled his desk chair back toward you and his desk, giving his cock a few pumps before letting you climb back on his lap. You grinded your core over his cock, the feeling of your essence dragging over his length, earning a deep moan from him.

You reached down, taking a hold of his leaking tip, lining it up with your core, but Felix's voice stopped you.

"I have one condition." Felix stated, his hands going back into his gamer stance.

One hand on his cock and one hand resting on his shoulder, eyes filled with lust, you sat back enough to see his face - remaining out of his line of site with his monitor and gave him a questioning glance.

"You only get to warm my cock; I'll fuck you after my game."

You didn't care, the only thing on your mind was having him fill you and you instantly let yourself slide down on his cock.

Another deep moan slipped out of Felix's lips, and you joined him letting out a sigh of content, feeling every vein and inch of his cock scrape against your walls, ignoring the slight pain of the stretch from no prep.

Felix momentarily closed his eyes from the pleasure of feeling you around his cock, but re-gained his composure, focusing in on the game in front of him.

You let out slow breaths, trying not to distract him, but your walls fluttered around him, uncontrollably sucking him in.

"Y/N..." Felix tried to warn.

"I'm trying Lixie, I swear." Your voice unstable, gripping onto Felix's shoulders tighter.

"Try harder." Felix quickly responded in a more commanding tone, the sound of the keys on his keyboard speeding up as he entered another battle.

You needed more. You wanted to be good for Felix, you really did but he was filling you up to good.

"Need more." You whined, lifting your hips slightly causing Felix's cock to scrape against your walls.

Felix's hands instantly left the keyboard, abandoning the battle he was in to force your hips back down into his lap, holding you there with a tight grip.

"I said. Don't move." He commanded with a raspy voice.

Your eyes rolled back, and a low throaty moan slipped from your lips at the friction he'd provided, and the tone of his voice was only making you crave more.

"Baby...Lixie...please." You were rambling now, your body was warm all over, you had never needed something so much in your life and in this moment all your brain could process was the feeling of having Felix so close to you, but you couldn't have him in the way your mind, body and soul wanted.

"I know you can be a good girl for me, where did my angel go?" Felix grunted, trying his best to shake off your pleads, going back to his game.

"I'm right here Lixie, just want you...so bad." You moaned, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, snuggling into his hold to be as close to him as you could.

"Yeah?" Felix breathed out, his restraint slipping but his eyes remained fixed forward.

"Yes need you, please." You continued to beg, encouraged on by the shift in his demeanour.

You heard Felix gulp, trying to resist temptation and you knew from past experience it was a sign of his almost resolve.

Excitement bubbled over you mixing with the lust already present and you grounded your hips against his pubic bone, chasing that juicy friction you knew it could provide.

Felix let out a loud grunt and suddenly his hands were back on your hips again, lifting you in his lap. You reacted with gasp, expecting him to throw you off his lap so he could finish his game, but instead he brought you right back down on his cock. Going from empty to completely filled by him had your head lolling back and your mouth to hang open.

"You've always been my impatient baby, haven't you?" Felix said harshly despite the pet name, one of his hands leaving your hips to grope your left breast through your pyjama shirt, finding your already hardened bud that he gave a light squeeze to when you didn't respond instantly, moans spilling from your lips instead.

Without Felix's other hand on your hips, they started moving on their own, bouncing yourself, allowing his cock to drag in and out of you sending shivers with every scrape against your gummy walls.

"Answer me." Felix commanded, leaning into your embrace, and placing scorching kisses along your jawline that only rendered you more incoherent of words.

"N-not m-my fault..." You stuttered out, his slow grinds into you increasing.

"How come?" Felix whispered into your ear giving your cheek a lick, pulling out every move that he knew would send your head spinning.

You whined wrapping your arms around him tighter, seeking to be as close as possible with Felix, "J-just needed t-to f-feel...you."

"Can you feel me now baby?" Suddenly Felix tilted back slightly in his gaming chair and increased his movements, completely taking over the rhythm at which your hips moved against each other.

"Yes!" You squealed out gripping tightly onto his back, nails digging in as he roughly pounded into you from below as best he could while on his gaming chair.

Your high was approaching far too quickly for your liking, the knot growing tighter, Felix's skin glistening with a thin layer of sweat, his hands roaming over you, exploring parts he'd visited many times and it was all overwhelming you, but you didn't want it to end.

"You going to cum angel?" Felix asked knowing all the signs like the back of his hand, and you knew his. His eyebrows scrunched together, his pouty lips separated for his moans to slip through and his rhythm faltering every third thrust, he was just as close as you were.

Felix didn't even give you time to answer him, before he continued, "You going to take all of my cum baby? Let me fill you up?"

Instead of answering him, you leaned back in his grasp enough to attach your lips to his, taking over the pace once more to push not only yourself over the edge, but him as well.

"Fuck...fuck y/n." Felix swore against your lips, one of his hands going to the back of your head to keep your forehead against his, his gaze fixed on yours and his other hand went down to your hip to hold you down on his cock as your high hit you in full force.

"Oh...oh my god." You gasped out, Felix's eyes filled with lust, the darkest shade of brown you'd ever seen them and that alone was enough to send you over the edge. Your walls gripping down and sucking Felix's cock deeper inside you had him closing his eyes tightly, flying right over the edge with you, thick strings of his cum filling you to the brim.

Harboured, heavy breaths were leaving Felix's mouth, tickling your face, and grounding you back to reality.

"I love you, so fucking much angel." Felix whispered, exhausted as his eyes re-opened, soft pools of loving brown staring back at you, as he delicately shifted a few strands of your wayward hair out of your eyes.

"I love you too Lixie." You responded instantly, voice quiet, drained from the loud moans you had been letting out. You felt your heart flutter and your body shake with the intensity that you felt for the man under you. Your eyes holding back a few overwhelmed tears.

"Let's get you cleaned up baby, then we can cuddle." Felix smiled up at you, his hands re-positioned at your thighs rubbing up and down them comfortingly.

You nodded, sliding off Felix's lap to your feet, instantly gripping the desk in front of you to steady your shaking legs.

Holding onto the desk, your eyes flicked to his screen that had the game summary displaying he had lost the game - unsurprisingly.

"Sorry 'bout your game handsome." You gave Felix a cheeky smile as your turned your attention back to him, but Felix was too busy staring in-between your legs at his cum dripping down your thighs.

Felix's gaze lifted to yours and a sly smile spread across his lips,

"I feel like I won."

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This….You know that look a guy gets when you’ve just ridden them and they’ve cum? That fucked out look where their eyes glimmer and they get that grin?

I bet this is the look Changbin has when you’ve ridden him and blown his mind.

(Even though he has a mask on I bet he’s smiling).

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@chansmanda @channieandhisgoonsquad @queen-in-the-shadows @queenmea604 @lyramundana @seo--changbin @antoniorhinothethird @noellllslut @thatonenoona @its-hannjisung I don’t care if Binnie isn’t your bias or wrecker, you have to suffer anyway.

*insert Hans voice* HOOOOOOLLLLLLYYYY MOOOOLLLYY THIS IS AMAZING

you're in the wind, i'm in the water

hyunjin x reader. friends to lovers with a pinch of unrequited love (it's very much requited dw). this is pure brainrot so suggestive at the end. but also fluffy and soft. also reader wears a two piece swimsuit.

a.n: again, sanest response i could have to this hyune. please enjoy my descent to madness :) also the last scene is heavily inspired by my favorite dialogue in the song of achilles!!

The first time you went on a vacation with Hyunjin’s family, you were only seven years old.

You don't clearly remember the island his parents took you to, the details of the travel elusive to your memory's grasp. But you remember Hyunjin- his hair darkening under the touch of the saline sea, akin to a night sky devoid of its stars. You remember the dimple on his left cheek- the sheer pride in you each time you managed to bring it to light. And you remember thinking that Hyunjin was pretty, for the first time in your small existence.

It's a thought that scorched itself indelibly into your brain, and as the years cascaded by, the branches of your love grew, each leave bearing new adjectives to describe Hyunjin- caring, emotional, talented.

But never yours.

You're both older now, and you see him less since his house is no longer right next to yours, the rhythm of life distancing you both. Hyunjin comes in and out of your life as an ephemeral tide, gently brushing your shores. You cling to the sea shells his oceans sometimes throw at your feet- the rare times when your schedules align, when you can see him beyond the confines of your phone, in pixelated video calls late into the night.

And it seems as if you've caught a rare shell this time- one with an ivory pearl hidden within it. Because you're traveling once again with him.

You're all much different, the passage of time marked you in different, but palpable ways. But your presence with Hyunjin's family still felt just as effortless as it did when you were seven. You never had to second guess what you said or how you acted with them. You were just like running water, flowing naturally within the nooks and crannies of his family.

And at night, under the moon's watchful gaze, your hushed conversations with Hyunjin remained. Beneath a shared blanket knitted by his mom, the warm sand melded with your feet, his dimple appearing once again at every word you uttered. He was still as pretty, perhaps even more so with time's gentle sculpting, molding his features into much sharper ones. It seemed only fitting for a soul as beautiful as his.

"I want to take you somewhere tomorrow," he had whispered excitedly, his lips grazing the shell of your ear, momentarily leaving you breathless- tongue dissolving in your mouth like ivory seafoam.

"You want to kidnap me?" you playfully asked, nudging him.

"You don't want to come with me?" he pouted, his gaze locked into yours, pupils appearing much darker with the absence of the sun, like a boundless ocean. The water was right beside you and yet your only wish was to swim in his eyes.

"I want to," you admitted.

"Anywhere?" he asked, irises trembling slightly as he sought your response. You were both very different, chemicals binding his molecules, and your love for him binding yours. You stood faraway from one another- you in the water and he in the wind, stirring your waves, submerging you in the seas of your longing.

"Anywhere."

...

Faraway land punctures the ocean you're gazing at, crystal blue water filling the small pool Hyunjin took you to. You admit it's a breathtaking view, only your eyes can't depart from Hyunjin's figure.

He jumped into the pool first, while you went to retrieve your camera from your bag. And now you stand by the door, heart caught in your throat, as you watch him swim around. Hyunjin is graceful, in the way he moves his limbs, bending the water to his will. It doesn't look like he's swimming, rather dancing on liquid ground.

Kkami joyfully barks once he sees you, and Hyunjin finally lifts his eyes, locking them with yours. He is pretty, unattainable, a singular star outshining all the celestial light. Foolish of them to even think they could compare.

And he's still not yours.

"I’ll take a picture of you both," you smile softly, willing yourself to conceal the lump growing in your throat. Hyunjin nods, draping his hand over Kkami's body, softly scratching the spot behind his ear. You take the first pic, capturing the tenderness in Hyunjin’s eyes. This one's for you alone.

"Okay, look at the camera," you call out cheerfully, and they both turn to look at you in unison. Though your bodies did not touch, the intensity of Hyunjin's gaze seemed to sear into your skin, igniting a fire within you. Foolish of you to dream of more.

You set the camera aside, before sitting at the edge of the pool, dipping your toes into the cool water. Hyunjin swims towards you, positioning himself between your legs, his warm hand wrapping around your ankle. You want to flee, to go back to to the innocence of seven, to never recognize how pretty Hyunjin is, to avoid the heartbreak of dreaming of someone you'll never have.

"Come swim with me," he pouts, palm pressing against your damp skin. You shake your head, a teasing smile on your face, and he pulls you to him, hands holding your waist promptly to prevent you from sinking under.

You free yourself from his intoxicating hold, before diving into the water, a desperate attempt to get away from him. Because when Hyunjin held your waist, a tenderness so earnest in his eyes it made your heart skip a beat, you dared to imagine a future together. For a fleeting moment you became the ocean and he the sky, merging at the faraway horizon.

Hyunjin dives right after you, and then you both swim around one another, giddy smiles on your faces, your laughter echoing around the room. He tries to drown you, hands gliding across the surface of your skin, making goosebumps ripple in you. You attempt to do the same, but you soon regret it. His skin was smooth, taut muscles flexing under your touch; broad shoulders you wrapped your arms around, trying to push him down. Your hand accidentally brushed against his pulse, and you removed it as if it had burned you. There is life beating within him, wildly. But not for you. Never for you.

"Wait, hold on. Your straps are loosening," he notices, reaching for your arm and spinning you around, your back now facing him. "Can I?" he asks, voice dipping to a lower timber. You feel it in the depths of your stomach, depths only he can unravel.

"Yes," you whisper, as he undoes the loose knot of your swimsuit, the one behind your neck still holding up the fabric against your skin. You can feel his cold breath traveling across your bare back, crystalizing the droplets of water trailing on it. His fingers are a stark warmth as they brush against your spine, fingertips gently grazing your skin, like a delicate feather. You imagine your body is molten wax, and he's the seal stamp pressing onto you, molding you whichever way he'd like.

He's tentative as he grabs the undone straps, wrapping them in a knot. Or at least attempting to. You can tell that he's shaking, a shuddering breath escaping his lips. "Im sorry, I didn't tie it well," he giggles sheepishly, undoing the knot once again. You don't reply, unsure of what words will stumble out of your mouth. 'I don't mind you touching me' instead of 'it's okay'.

You turn around once he's done, but he doesn't move back, his body mere centimeters away from yours. You can see the rise and fall of his chest, the slight blush creeping up his neck, coloring him in the prettiest shade of crimson. The droplets cascading down his body, forging a tantalizing path you wish you could undergo. His dampened hair, a shade darker than his usual color. His lips slightly parted, rosy as they've always been. His adam's apple bobbing up and down furiously.

And you suddenly can no longer breathe.

Beneath the water, his hand encircles your wrist, a touch so faint you almost believe that you've imagined it. His fingers trail down, holding your palm and bringing it to his face. He closes his eyes, letting out a shaky exhale, one you inhale right back in. You're cradling his cheek, his hand right on top of yours, holding it in place.

"Hyunjin..." you start, but he shakes his head, eyes still shut.

"Please," he whispers, "just for a little." and the clouds slightly uncover, a singular sun ray piercing through them- one petal of hope unfurling at his words.

"Don't- don't do this," you plead back, tone tinged with panic. You couldn't have him, not even for a second, not even in a dream. That's the way things are. Two parallel lines, traveling down the same path, forever adjacent, but never merging as one.

Hyunjin plants a soft kiss on your wrist, lips barely brushing against your pulse. You've never truly known gentleness until this moment.

"If I told you that this trip with you is the happiest I’ve been in a while, would you believe me?" he whispers against your skin, head slightly tilted.

You shake your head no.

"If I ask you something would you be honest with me? I'm tired, yn," he says, his voice softening as it always did when he uttered your name. As if the syllables were always coated in honey, even in his sadness, in his anger, and now, in his pleading for you.

"I will," you respond with an equally quiet voice, and yet it resounds loudly around the room, amplified by the consequences looming around the corner.

"Do you want me?" he asks simply, expecting you to easily uncover a secret you've buried for years, to dust the weight of your fear in mere seconds.

You remain silent and Hyunjin deflates a bit, shoulders slumping forward, the dimple in his face vanishing completely.

"Because I'm drowning in my want for you."

A water droplet falls from the strands of his hair, landing softly on his mouth. You follow its descent, as he licks his lips nervously, his hold on your wrist faltering. The wind is gliding across the water- he's offering himself to you. Who are you to ever refuse?

Your lips crash on his before you even realize it, years of longing exploding before your eyes, spilling from your mouth to his in the most vibrant colors. His lips are soft as you've always imagined them, and they move against yours perfectly, as if molded from the same dough, created to meet again and again, in a fervor, and then in a tenderness that makes your heart ache.

You're kissing Hyunjin, and you aren't burning, disintegrating under the weight of longing for someone so unattainable. You aren't Icarus- you flew too close to the sun but it hadn't burned you, instead it embraced you, it's now wrapping its hands around your waist, pressing your chest to its warm one. It's a touch you welcome, one that liquefies in your veins like molten amber.

You wrap your legs around Hyunjin’s waist, as he walks backward until your back is against the pool railing. Your hands are tugging his damp strands, fingers threading through his locks the way sunshine weaves between the leaves. He tastes sweet, sweeter than anything you've ever had in your life. And you're greedy, you can't get enough of him, so you part for a second only to meet again, his hands digging into your sides. Chest to chest, skin to skin, heart to heart.

"Say it," Hyunjin whispers against your lips, "say that you want me back."

"I want you. So much, Hyune. You're the only one I’ve ever wanted," your words wash over him, erasing every doubt that was anchored in his heart. How could you not have seen it, all this time? In each photograph you took, his gaze, always on you. The fondness in his eyes and the dimples in his cheeks, only ever coming forth for you.

You lean away, head dipped down to kiss his shoulders. Your lips trail down his collarbones, moving to the mole on his arm. He smells like chlorine, and the sweet scent of your monoi oil. Hyunjin is pretty, Hyunjin is warm, Hyunjin is yours.

Your eyes meet his and you both let out giddy giggles, the flush of your cheeks matching his. His lips are slightly swollen, and he bites the lower one as he glances at Kkami, who was idly watching you both.

"Do you think we traumatized him?" you ask in a hushed whisper.

"I think he's glad this happened and he no longer has to hear my rants about you," Hyunjin smiles sheepishly and you laugh, the sound reverberating through Hyunjin’s heart.

"Have I ever told you how much I love your laugh?" he asks, thumb swiping across your cheek with a tenderness that leaves you dizzy in its trail.

"You have," you whisper, the sound of it getting caught in your throat.

"And this?" he gently grazes your cupid bow. "Have I told you how much I love your lips?"

"You haven't," you say, mouth parting slightly at his words.

"This then," he trails across your neck, skimming your pulse. "Did I tell you how I feel about your blush? How it always always starts up your neck? Always so pretty?"

"No," you are breathless now, shuddering under his touch.

"What about this?" his hands hold your waist, kneading the tender flesh. "Did I ever tell you? About this?" They go over your hips, gliding across the bare skin. "Surely I did."

You shake your head. Skin burning up where he had touched it. He smiles, tongue poking against his cheek, hands going to your back, tracing over your spine, undoing the knots of your swimsuit. "And this? Did I tell you how much I want you?"

You close your eyes, wind meeting water. "Tell me again."

Oh to see him with facial hair would be a fucking dream come true 😩😩😩

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🐿️ beard marks? you’re saying my stubbles are cute?

🐿️ I definitely shaved today, applied sunscreen, and even covered my beard with BB cream, but is it still visible?