THE DEMON IN THE KITCHEN PARK SUNGHOON

THE DEMON IN THE KITCHEN • PARK SUNGHOON

pairing ‎⸝⸝⸝ demon!sunghoon wc. 5.2k+

𓄷 warnings... smut mdni. mentions of murder. sunghoon actually hates you. attempted murder ( twice ). reader likes some weird stuff. sexual tension. oral ( m. receiving ). rough sex. degradation.

nia's notes: this is probably a lot darker than the jake one , im sorry, but I hope you still enjoy 🖤 jay is next !!!

jake | lucifer masterlist | jay

having taken you away , I became a terrible monster, destroy and trample all …

with the burning fire of lucifer’s anger , swallow it up …

It had been about a month since you've found out about Jake; and the other demons who you haven't met that lived in your grandparents' old house — they hadn't introduced themselves yet ; so you and Jake spent your days alone in the house , never really leaving.

You mother had also came and visited to check on the house, see what you had gotten done; and if the house needed any renovations— unfortunately; your new friend had to stay away that week, which he dramatically claimed was the worse week in 50 years.

Besides watching TV shows and forcing Jake to take up baking; you two also had a lot of sex— like a lot there was not a time jake and you weren't on each other; his hips constantly rutting against yours while watching tv; his hands in your pants , giving you orgasm after orgasm before you went to sleep. Jake never slept though; he didn't need it, instead he watched over you while you sleep. At first yes you thought it was a bit creepy; but eventually you grew to like it; and soon you couldn't sleep unless he was right next to you, holding your hand.

You liked spending time with Jake; but you couldn't help but ask questions about the others; jake— who at first was jealous that you would literally ask about them when he's right there , put his pride to the side; you weren't only his— told you everything he could about his brothers ; telling you that he believed it will different and they'll all come out when they're ready. “be patient.” he would always said. “things will be different soon.”

“have you tried to eat?” you asked during one of your baking sessions. “of course , but, I don't need to eat, why would I? besides your grandmother was a terrible cook.” His face scrunched up in disgust. “I don't need to eat the brownies , but I believe you when you say they are good.” You frowned; which made him feel bad. “Fine, I'll eat one.” You smiled , cutting him a piece of freshly cooked brownie. “take a bite.”

You watched as he bit down on the brownie; his eyes lit up, moaning at the chocolate gooey treat. “it's so good.” he said. “We did a good job.” You scoffed, rolling your eyes. “we? the only thing you did was crack the eggs.” he shrugged. “That's something.” He said , your lips were in a thin line. “You got egg shells in the batter three times.”

“When you leave at night.” You said , laying in bed after a tense session. “where do you go?” this question had always loomed over your head. “there's a lot you don't know about this house; a lot that all of the owners don't know.” He said, “like what.” You sat up. “this house has many secret tunnels , the first owner who built this house was a bit of a maze lover , so he built a bunch of tunnels under ground.” He said. “And some of them have rooms?” you asked. “more like and entire underground house.” He said.

“How do i access it?” He sat up , holding your hand. “Do not go searching for it.” He said. “Why not?” You said. “Because the first owner wasn't just obbsesed with the labyrinth, but he was also a bit of a nutjob.” He said. “He also built secret tunnels that would lead to no where , but would trap you inside and you can't get out— ones so the ground could easily become unstable and you could get hurt.” He said. “Promise me you won't go looking, promise me.” you saw the concern look on his face , deciding not to stress him further. “Fine I won't go looking for the passage ways.” He looked into your eyes. “What can you tell if I'm lying or not?” He nodded. “Well smartass we can in fact tell when you're lying , that's how I know you're telling the truth.” he kissed your pouty lips. “It's best you don't go around getting hurt , if you die we can all feel it.”

Jake left after making sure you were in a deep sleep; locking up the house, something you always forgot to do , so he took it into his own hands to do so— turning the lights off , making his way through the tunnels back to where he'd wait until morning when he knew you were about to get up and start his day with you again.

you sat up in your bed , looking around the dark room. “Jake?” You rubbed your eyes , a blurry figure appearing in front of you. “Jake?” You squinted, “is that you?” He nodded , holding his hand out. “Come with me.” You held your hand out , getting out of bed , where he waited. He took a hold of your hands. “Follow me.”

“Where are you taking me?” You asked. “You wanted to see where we stayed right?” He asked. “Well I'm taking you.” You were confused. “You told me it was dangerous.” He looked back at you. “alone? yes, but you're with me me, would I ever put you in a dangerous love?” He wouldn't , you knew that he wouldn't. “No” he smiled. “Then keep walking.”

And that's what you did, following him down to the base of the house , where he guided you to a wall , pushing on the wall. “just go right through there.” He went first holding your hand , guiding you through the tunnels, lit with torches. “Just a little further love.”

You finally made it to the door , he pointed. “There.” He said. “open the door love.” You were about to reach for the door; turning back to him. “Go ahead.” As you reached for the door , you heard a yell— no a call of your name, it was jake; but how could that be if he was right there with you , and his mouth wasn't moving; in fact he was smiling. “Guess he's right on time.” The boy in front of you said. “what?” His mouth went flat. “Maybe next time.” He said. “Wake up.”

Your eyes suddenly shot open, it felt like all the air came rushing back to your lungs. “y/n!” His arms were wrapped around you. “huh?” Your head felt dizzy. “I told you to never come looking for these tunnels.” He held your shoulders , shaking you. “you promised you wouldn't come looking for these tunnels and you were sleepwalking.” He seemed so scared, you tried to explain but he wasn't having it. “Let's get you back to your room.” He said.

“You don't understand, you almost opened one that could've killed you.” He said , you sat on your bed. “But you're the one that guided me there , you told me you were gonna show me.” You said , he shook his head. “No I didn't , why would i guide you to one that was gonna kill you?” He said, he had a point. “But he looked just like you.”

“He did?” He asked. “Yeah , just like you.” He thought about it for just a split second , his eyes filling with rage. “What's wrong?” You reached for his hand , but he shot up to the floor. “I have to go.” He said. “Where?” You asked. “Jake where are you— just go back to sleep, I'll see you in the morning.” Was all he said , before leaving out— like hell you were going to sleep.

meanwhile Jake was on a mission; to find him, pushing the door open. “Sunghoon!” He shouted. “Where the fuck are you.” He was livid, walking throughout the house to find him. “sunghoon!”

“What?” The boy emerged from his own room. “what the hell is your problem?” Jake shoved the boy. “You could've kill her.” He bellowed , sunghoon nodded; the shrug barely phasing him. “you're right I could've but I didn't , did I?” He tilted his head to the side. “shes safe no? you got to her in time.” Jake couldn't believe his brother would be this heartless ; he wasn't always like this. “if you don't like her then leave her alone.” Jake said. “be like jay then , don't bother her.” He said.

“No.” he folded his arms, waking towards the boy. “I want her to take the necklace off , I want her to break the bond.” He said. “Leave this place , leave us alone.” He said, “I don't want to deal with her family anymore.” Jake knew he had his reasons; but this didn't mean he could do this to you. “she's not like her , I promise.” but sunghoon wasn't listening , already checked out. “maybe if you just got— i don't care, just cause your pussy whipped doesn't mean anything to me.” He said. “she's as good as dead in my eyes.”

You actually don't see Jake the next morning; which doesn't worry you at first; until he doesn't show up in the afternoon either— he told you he'd be back , and then the way he left abruptly. “Jake?” You called out , but got no answer. you got up , you couldn't wait for him today ; you needed to go into town.

“Hey it's you again.” You smiled seeing kai; the cute cashier standing at the register. “was starting to think you left.” He said , packing all your things up. “no , just don't really get out much.” He nodded. “understandable , driving into town all the time could be a handful.” He said. “Your grandmother never came into town , actually i haven't seen your cousins in a while.”

Cousin? you didn't have a cousin , you're mother didn't have any siblings. “Oh you're talking about jake.” Knowing what you knew about your grandmother she probably did use them as her slaves. “long black hair, kinda like a golden retriever?” He laughed , sitting your last bag in the cart. “Golden retriever?” He said. “No , absolutely not, his hair was short and black.” he could sense your confusion. “sunghoon I think his name was.” — sunghoon? jake said he didn't leave the house. “oh sunghoon , yeah.” you chuckled. “he went home to his family” he nodded. “figured.” he said. “he didn't talk much , and when he did, it was cold and sorta murderous.”

he walked you to your car; helping you put your groceries in the trunk. “thank you so much kai.” He nodded , smiling. “No problem.” He awkwardly shifted on the balls of his feet. “Is there something else?” You questioned. “Would you like the to get a drink sometime?” He said. “With you?” you asked. “Y-yeah , it's fine if you're busy though.” He stuttered. “No I'm not busy any time soon.” you said he smiled. “how about saturday?” you nodded. “sure.”

you bring all the bags inside. “Jake!” You shouted , closing the door. “Jake where are you?” You walked around looking for him. “I went to the grocery store.” You looked into the different rooms. “Jake?” nowhere , it was like he vanished, you walked into your room , the door to your closet open, making you smile. “Jake?” you open the door; empty — except it wasn't fully empty, there was a door. “huh?”

you moved the shoes , pushing the door; it opened. “Is this how he was leaving?” you asked yourself , shaking your head. “I'm gonna kill him again , if I find him.” you looked down the tunnel , another opening; wide open and you could see inside , a room. “seems safe.” You walked down the dimly lit tunnel , stopping once you reached the door. You pushed it open , walking it. “Jake?”

it was a room, a red and black room; the bed right in the mirror , it was almost a mirror to yours; Jake had nice taste— it was actually better than yours. “That's because it's not jake's room.” you heard an almost familiar, but unfamiliar voice. “and that's not how he enters your room.” He said , you were almost scared to turn around , you could feel the room become colder. “you're sunghoon.”

you turned around, and there he was, just like kai described— expect scarier cause he was right in front of you. “you kept calling for him and calling for him, it was annoying me.” he said. “I can hear you.” The door slammed behind you making you jump forward. “Your voice sounds like nails on a chalkboard.” he stepped closer to you. “i hate constantly hearing it in my head.” you stepped back. “then dont listen to it, I'm looking for Jake.” you turned to open the door; only for him to slam it again. “you think its that fucking easy?” He scoffed. “You are just as dumb as I thought you were.”

he didn't even know you, so why was he insulting you? “it was you.” You said. “You're the one who made me sleep walk— the one who tried to kill me.” he scoffed. “Trust me if I was trying to kill you, you'd be dead already.” He said. “sending me into a fucking tunnel to have my head caved in by rocks didn't seem like you were trying to be welcoming”

“Oh you have a mouth on you.” he said smiling. “Gonna make killing you so much better.” He said. “st-stay.” He interrupted “stay away? or what? you gonna call jakey?” he mockingly said. “I want you to take the necklace off,” he said. “Leave this house, hide it somewhere your parents won't find it.” he said. “If your mother doesn't find it , I won't have to slave for your disgusting family anymore, and when they die we'll get a new bond.” He said, “or I can kill you.” you can feel his breathing on your neck. “Jake can't stop me.” he whispered in your ear. “I can hear your heart racing.”

your breath hitched, he smirked. “Is the thought of me killing you turning you on,” he said. “are you really that sick of a person , not only do you fuck demons , you fuck demons who want to kill you as well. “ you felt his hand coming up to your back , pushing down on it. “st-st” you stuttered. “I bet if I fucked you right now you'd take it.” he growled. “Let little jakey walk in on me making you take my cock.” you gasp , his hands coming up to your hair yanking it back. “or I snap your neck now.”

he let you go; pulling the door open. “now get the fuck out; and think about what I said.” he said; you took off back down the tunnel entering back through the closet, slamming the hidden door closed , standing in your closet , trying to catch your breath— he said alot of stuff; what the fuck were you supposed to think about. “yn?” you heard jake's voice outside your door. “jake?” you pushed open the closet door. “where the hell have you been? I've called you 50 times.”

“I gave you a break, you seemed pretty scared,” he said. “Why are you coming out of the closet?” he asked, he saw the look in your eyes. “you found the passageway into sunghoons room?” you nodded. “and he was in there.” you nodded again. “I'm so sorry yn.” he stood up, hugging you. “I don't know why he's like that now , he actually wasn't that bad.” feeling your heartbeat. “What did he say?”

“N-nothing.” You said. “You're shaking like a leaf and your heartbeat is going a mile a minute, he must've said something.” you didn't know what to tell him , so you only told him what you thought he wanted to hear. “He said he'd kill me.”

telling him everything except the “moment” you both shared. “that's it?” He said. “that's all he told you?” you nodded. “Y-yeah.” you said, he sighed. “Why does he hate my family so much?” you asked, he rubbed his face with his hands. “your grandmother really fucked with him; sunghoon was always a little fucked in the head , but she made did something he swore to never do again , and he couldn't stop her , so before she made him do it again—” he stopped , continuing on again. “What did he do?” you asked. “he stopped her.” that's all he said , before stopping. “He killed her.”

That's all jake would tell you that day; and the next few days it was like that— you trying to force it out him and him telling you no; and you tried everything, even withholding sex; which never lasted long because jake was persuasive little shit.

Eventually you gave up; until he came to you again— you knew it was a dream again; but he wasn't trying to trick you this time; it wasn't him trying to disguise himself as Jake, it was actually him. “So you chose to die?” He asked , you couldn't move your legs, you could only sit up. “All you had to do was take the necklace off,” he said. “is it because of jake isn't it?” you felt his finger on your ankle. “would you miss fucking little jakey?” he mocked you again.

“Are you getting turned on again?” his finger dragging up your thigh. “you didn't tell him earlier, why didn't he want him to find out you got wet from me threatening you earlier?” he made his way to your thigh, squeezing hard, you whimpered, his face was angry. “you keep asking questions.” he dug his fingers into your thigh. “you want to know why?” he said. “Why I killed her?” you couldn't move anyway so it was an obvious rhetorical question. “because she was a murderer,” he spat. “and I hate those the most.”

What was he talking about? you wanted to say something, but you couldn't; you wanted to ask him, but you couldn't open your mouth. “stop asking questions about me.” he finally let your leg go. “Next time I snap your fucking neck.” and just like that he was gone— you shot up feeling your legs , looked down at them; no bruises, breathless you looked around your room; everything was normal. except the fucking adrenaline wouldn't stop running through your veins, and the obvious ache in between your legs.

when you finally came to, you were livid; he had no right to be upset with you; you didn't murder anybody, so why was he so upset with you? why'd he want to kill you so badly? and who the hell did she kill; that really wasn't on the top of your list now, finding the murderous man. “sunghoon!”

your voice was booming throughout the house. “I know you're listening, you're all always fucking listening.” you yanked at your hair frustrated. “so fucking answer me , sunghoon!” you felt like you were going crazy , screaming into the air like a lunatic. “what?” you turned around, and there he was. “I told you to le—” before he could finish , all you saw was red , before raising your hand , slapping the demon across the face. “What the fuck?”

“how fucking dare you?” you hissed. “whatever my grandmother did to you doesn't have shit to do with me , so don't you ever interfere with my dreams again.” you said. “and I'm not taking the necklace off , your little scare tactic doesn't scare me anymore.” he scoffed. “scare tactic?” He said. “That's what you think it is?” you could almost feel the heat bouncing off his body. “I said next time I will snap your neck.” before you could get a word out , your words were cut short; his hand wrapping around your neck. “I meant it.”

you could see his eyes flash red; he finally was gonna kill you. “I told you to take off the necklace and leave,” he said. “you should've listened.” He heard your heartbeat going faster, he wanted to do it, end it before he could start— but he couldn't.” He let you go , you gasped falling to the floor. “Stay away from me, stop calling out my name,” he said. “He's here.” before you could say something he was gone and Jake was here , ready to console you.

“you almost killed her!” Jake wanted to snap the boy's neck; that wouldn't help he was already dead. “but he didn't.” sunghoon sat on the bed. “and why didn't you sunghoon?” he sighed. “because she's innocent.” he said. “and?” he looked at Jake. “I'm not a killer , I don't kill innocent people.”

You rub the sleep from your eyes; sitting up, rubbing your sore neck. “you're gonna be fine.” a voice made you look up. “su-sunghoon.” you stuttered. “I'm not gonna hurt you calm down.” he said. “You tried to choke me.” You said. “yeah well now that you're not a murderer i have no reason to.” He said. “That's not how you apologize.” you said. “because it wasn't an apology.” you both stared into each other's eyes, before he coughed. “go to bed.” you tried to say something, but before you could blink— he was gone. “what?” then you realized, it wasn't a dream— he was really in your room.

you don't see him again— and soon saturday rolls around; and your date with kai. “you really don't have to go.” Jake followed you around the house as you got ready. “Well I already agreed , so yes I do.” you said. “why'd you agree in the first place?” you turned to him. “Because he's the first human I've come across since I came up here.” he pouted. “I can come with you.” you stood with your hand on your hips. “its supposed to be a date.” you said. “why would I bring you on a date?" he frowned, "why would you go on a date?" you pinched his cheek. “I'll only be gone for a few hours.”

you met kai at the bar; he was waiting at a table for your arrival. “kai!” you waved. “hey.” he stood up, hugging you. “you made it.” he let you go. “Of course I did.” you followed suit. “order anything you want , it's on me tonight.” He said. “You don't have to.” he shook his head. “Think of it as a very late welcome gift.”

“you're really pretty, you know that?” the red faced boy said. “I wanted to say that ever since I saw you first.” he was drunk , slurring his words. “but I was nervous.” he pouted, it was cute; it reminded you of jake. “but I was so happy when you said yes to going out with me,” he said. “I'm glad,” you said , and you genuinely were, but your mind was elsewhere; it was on sunghoon. why was he on your mind? he tried to kill you, you tried to shake it away.

“Are you okay?” he asked , both of you walking out. “yeah, are you okay?” you laughed , watching him stumble. “Will you be able to drive?” he shook his head. “I live down the road with my brothers, I'm fine, are you okay to drive?” you only had one drink , knowing you had to drive. “Yeah I'm fine,” he nodded. “Can I see you again?” your mind kept shifting , from him to jake— to sunghoon. “We'll see.”

you drove back to the house , pulling into the driveway. “Jake?” you call out , not getting an answer; but a noise , from the kitchen. “Jake?” there was the sound of glass shattering. “Jake , I told you to turn the light on , you've broken three of the mugs.” you threw your bag down , walking into the kitchen. “Jake get out of the ki—.” you froze in your spot. It wasn't Jake standing over the shards of glass; it was sunghoon. “I broke it , cleaned it.” he said. “wh-why are you here?” you asked. “Because you've been calling out for me for an hour , it started to get annoying.” He said. “I thought I said don't call out for me.”

“I didn't— you have been, you've been thinking about me, I heard it , felt it.” he said. “It's annoying.” you frowned. “Well you try being choked and then finding out you can't escape the thing trying to kill you, and then the thing trying to kill you is standing over a broken mug telling you to clean it.” you said. “That's annoying as well.” his face is stoic , but so is yours; staring at each other , both of you filling up with anger again. “I don't like you.”

you scoffed. “feeling is mutual.” he stepped closer , you stepped back. “i-im not scared of you.” He smirked. “I can hear your heartbeat dummy.” he said. “It's late out , why are you coming in late?” He had the nerve to ask you questions. “what's it matter to you?” he shrugged. “you smell like alcohol.” He scrunched his nose up in disgust. “you were out drinking? was it with a guy , little jakey won't like that.” it was your turn to scoff. “jakey or you?”

“What you do isn't my concern,” he said. “says the one standing in my kitchen , asking where I've been , seems like you like to make anything I do your concern.” you said, he stepped closer. “because I have no choice.” He said , standing over you now. “All because of that stupid necklace , as long as you're wearing it, I can hear what you're doing, see you.” he stopped. “feel what you're feeling.” your breath hitched as you felt his hand go up to your hair. “It's killing me.” you felt a tug on it, you whimpered. “i can't fucking escape you.”

he couldn't stop himself; his lips attaching to your neck with quickness, pushing you against the kitchen counter. “su-sunghoon.” he yanked on your head back. “don't speak.” He continued to attack your neck. “don't fucking speak.”

his hand gripped your waist; it most likely was gonna leave a bruise, but you didn't care. after leaving your neck covered in bruises, he pulled away. “On your knees.” he pushed you down. “gotta shut you up.” he groaned , unzipping his pants, pulling his underwear down just a bit to free his cock from its confinements , slapping against his abdomen. “open.”

you don't know why you were doing this; he tried to kill you; you should be scared of him— but that all seemed to not matter as he pushed his cock into yours mouth. “fuck.” he groaned, his cock hitting the back of your throat. “suck it , suck my fucking dick.” he growled. “wanna fuck your face.”

tears streaming down your face; drooling as he abused your throat. “so fucking messy -fuck- i can hear all the dirty thoughts on your little head.” he cursed. “so dirty, letting someone who hurt you fuck your tiny little throat.” he moaned, your thighs tightening together. “you're horny I can feel it.” he said. “need someone fu-fuck you.” he held your hair once more , pulling you off his cock. “not yet.” he pulled you off him, stroking his hard on. “gonna make you want it.” he said. “fuck you.” you spat; your mind was everywhere, you pissed at him— more importantly, you were horny. “still running that mouth.” he cursed, stroking faster. “see how fucking stupid you look -fuck- trying to be pissed at me , covered in my cum.” he growled. “fuck I'm cumming.” you felt his cum hitting your cheeks , tapping your lips. “So messy.”

You woke up the next morning; everything running through your head , you groaned. “yeah it happened.” Jake said. “I wish I could make it disappear from my mind.” you looked at the boy. “You two are sexually bonded to each other in a weird way,” he said. “like super weird , you hate each other so much , but you also want to fuck each other.” You stared at him. “i'm not jealous, I know our bond is stronger.” you rolled your eyes. “hey I'm not the one who fucked the demon who tried to kill me.” he shrugged. “I hate you.”

He was back two days later; you were sitting on your bed , when he pushed open your closet door. “Did I say you can use that, did I?” you said. “Yeah well I did.” he said, sitting down on the bed. “you were thinking about me again.” you stared at him. “Who did my grandmother make you kill?” His face dropped. “I’m not talking to anyone about that , especially you.” he said. “Why?” he said. “cause it was my grandmother.”

“You want to know? really?” he said , you nodded, “I do.” “It was your grandfather,” his voice was laced with bitterness. “she made me kill your grandfather.” you furrowed your eyebrows. “No you're lying, grandfather died of a heart attack.” you said. “Did he? or was it because I crushed his heart?” you gulped, he was looking you dead in the eyes. “why?” you asked. “She was tired of him , just wanted him gone , and she couldn't do it,” He said. “no , why did you kill him?” you said. “my told me he was the kindest man she'd ever known.”

“He was,” he said. “I couldn't do anything about it.” you scoffed. “So you just had to kill him?” he huffed. “You wouldn't understand,” he said. “Yeah I do, you're a murderer.” you could see his eyes turn red. “I'm not a murderer.” you curled back against the headboard. “I was a slave to her , to that fucking necklace— to who ever owns it.” He said. “That's my punishment.”

“punishment?” you questioned, “what kind of stupid punishment is that?” he closed his eyes , before continuing on. “As punishment for killing innocent people , I became a slave,” he said. “They killed her , she did nothing wrong and they killed her.” His fit was tightly closed. “who?” you asked. “Her name was mina.” he said. “she was my first love, it was supposed to be a robbery, we both were supposed to be out, but she didn't feel like it , so she stayed.”

“So you sold your soul like Jake?” you asked. “But he isn't a slave?” he scoffed. “If you think watching the love of your life die for the past 100 years is considered good , then you're just as crazy as I thought.” He said. “I didn't sell my soul , I died and went to hell.” he said. “After they killed her , I went crazy; I wanted revenge.” he said. “So I found them , all of them— and I killed them,” he said. “But you said they were trying to rob you, so they were not innocent.”

“they weren't, but there was this rage inside , I killed everyone in that house that night; including myself,” he said. “when I got to hell , he forced me to live through killing 2 innocent people and myself and over.” he said. “until I was begging on my knees for him to stop.” he said. “I told him I'd do anything.” and he turned me into a demon, and sent me here, forced to live out eternity as a slave for the people to whoever found that necklace, in the house I killed those people in.”

“So you killed her?” you asked. “When I'm told to do something, it's like I can't control my body— she forced me to kill an innocent person,” he said. “I was punished that night, he said if I ever killed any innocent person again I would be punished,” he said. “how were you punished?” “That's not important.” He said. “After that I thought she'd stop , then I started hearing her thoughts about killing her caregiver. Her caregiver had a child , 2 daughters and no husband, and she wanted me to kill her, for no reason. I couldn't wait until she told me and I couldn't stop , so I had to do it.” he said , staring off into space. “I had to kill her , so no one else got hurt,” he said, before staring at you. “You look like her when she was younger, I guess I really just hated her that bad.” you didn't say anything, just sat there in silence.

“don't look at me like that,” he said. “with pity, I don't want your pity.” He stood up. “I only told you so you'd stop asking jake.” He said. “I don't need your sympathy.” You sat up fully. “I wasn't going give you any.” You said. “You still tried to kill me.” You said. “and how do i know you aren't lying , demons don't really have a good track record of being truthful.” he grew frustrated, lifting his shirt up. “because this is what happened when I killed your grandfather.” Three long scratches on his chest. “This is what happens when I kill an innocent person.”

“yo-you can't heal them?” he huffed. “don't you think I would if I could?” he scoffed. “What the hell am I doing here? explaining myself to you.” he went to walk away. “no.” you said. “sit down.” He looked at you with anger on his face. “I said sit down.” he moved to the bed, sitting down. “I don't want to be here with you.” He said. “Too bad, because I'm not letting you leave , and I'm keeping the necklace on.” before you could say anything else, he was yanking your legs down , pinning them to the bed. “Fine then I'll do what I came here to do in the first place, the real reason you keep thinking about me.” he climbed on top of you. “to fuck you.”

he pulled down your sleep shorts , leaving you in your underwear. “open your fucking legs.” he growled , pulling your underwear down. “so fucking wet , do you get off on the fact that I don't like you?” you smirked. “wipe that smirk off your face before I shove my dick back down your throat.” his eyes were red , but filled with lust; not anger. “Please , you enjoy that more than I did, I remember you moaning and groaning too well.” He gripped your cheeks. “slut.”

Slapping the inside of your thighs, holding them open. “God you're dripping, you want me to fuck you that bad?” He pulled his cock from his pants. “just hurry up and fuck me.” he roughly shoved himself inside you, both of you moaning out. “shit!” he moaned, moving his hips , holding down your waist , keeping you still as he abused your cunt. “tight fucking cunt , sucking in my cock like a slut.” his hand coming up to your neck. “fu-fuck , please faster.” You moaned , his hips speeding up.

you were so close to cumming, you could feel it— then you felt him slip out of you. “Kee— I know what you're doing, trying to get your way.” he said. “I will gag you to keep that mouth shut if I have to.” he flipped you over; your ass up in the air, pushing your head in the pillow. “stop trying to tell me what to do.” he slammed back into you , you tell as he slapped your ass. “Just shut up and take my cock.”

his movements were lethal; his hip snapping against your ass , watching it bounce back. “fuck sunghoon.” You screamed. “Please let me cum.” he moaned. “fuck, fuck go ahead cum.” he squeezed your ass. “cum all over my cock.” your legs shook as you came , eyes rolling to the back of your head as he fucked you through your orgasm. “shit I'm gonna cum , I'm gonna cum inside.” He groaned , “take my fucking cum.” you felt his cum filling you up , his hips twitching as he came. “sh-shit.” he pulled out of you.

“I'm not gonna make you murder anyone.” You said. “I don't think I ever wanted anyone dead.” he looked at you. “Well there was talia in second grade who took my pink crayon.” You thought about it further. “and a few of my ex's , but I wouldn't act on it or force someone else to do it.” you said. “and how do I know that?” He said. “you have to trust me, just how I have to trust that you won't snap and kill me.” You said. “you’re safe for now,” he said. “I can live with that.” you said. “but the next time you ever try to tell me what to do when im fucking you, I will gag you.” you rolled your eyes. “whatever.”

“I'm leaving,” he said. “Jake should be here soon , and I don't want to see him right after this , he'll be sulky for days.” you smiled. “he's cute isn't he?.” he scrunched his nose in disgust. “no, no he is not.” you pouted , then spoke up. “was it you?” you asked. “what are you talking about?” he said. “The one in the mirror on my first with the necklace?” he laughed. “the last thing that day wasn't fucking you or seeing you naked.” he said. “It was murdering you.”

“asshole.” you said, he smirked. “it was jay.” He said. “jay, jake told me he hasn't shown himself for the past 200 years.” he shrugged.

“i guess you're special , congratulations.”

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Synopsis: Four university students have been murdered by a Ghostface killer. With the murders getting more vicious and frequent, you and your best friend Jungwon decide to spend the weekend indoors. He insists you stay over at his apartment with him and his two roommates;you would just be safer there.

Pairing: Ghostface!Heeseung x Female!Reader x Ghostface!Sunghoon

Warnings: DARK CONTENT. YANDERE HeeHoon. NONCON. Violence, murder, descriptions of murders, slight knife play, blood, slight blood play, degradation, threesome, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), oral (m+f), face fucking, choking, size kink, slapping, spit, breeding kink, angst, kidnapping, drugging, mentions of alcohol

Word Count: 11k+

Author Note: Does this look familiar?! Yes! Have you read this before?! Probably. This was posted on my original blog "HooniesHoney" (You may know me as "Honey", "little ducklings") This is a new start on a new blog, I'm sorry I left you so abruptly (especially since we had just hit 1k followers!) But, I hope you all find your way to our new home! See you there little ducklings baby bats!

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"There’s always two," Jungwon mumbled, watching the reporters swarm the Dean.

There was another murder Friday night. Still no leads, no clues, just a sighting of someone in a Ghostface mask.

You looked up from your textbook and saw his weary face staring in the direction of the press conference. You were supposed to spend the morning with your best friend Jungwon prepping for an English midterm. But his focus is on the media circus that’s invaded the University campus.

"Two what?" You asked highlighting a sentence from your textbook.

"Two killers. The reporters keep saying the murders have similarities to the Scream movies but no one is talking about how there’s always two Ghostface killers in the end." He sighed, picking at the dry skin around his fingernails.

After 10 years of friendship it was always easy to tell when he was nervous, he always fiddled with his fingers and chewed holes into his bottom lip. You put your highlighter down and gently grabbed his hand to distract him from his nervous picking.

"Not necessarily", you shrugged. "The third movie only had one killer." you smiled trying to joke but his worried expression didn’t falter. He just rolled his eyes and swatted your hand away from his.

Damn, he really is nervous. You had only seen Jungwon this rattled with nerves after his parents divorce when you were kids. That was also around the time your friendship really bloomed into a type of dependency on each other. You hadn’t left each other's side for more than two days at a time, switching classes to match schedules in highschool and now you were at the same University together. Platonic soulmates you two always say. 

"Why are you so worried Won? If this is really like those movies we are safe! The killers always targeted one friend group and not to be super insensitive but the people that have been murdered weren't our friends."

He looked at you while he chewed his bottom lip watching you as you spoke. "Wonnie, we don’t go to those parties and we aren't friends with people that do. We’ll be okay."

You grabbed his hand again, rubbing circles on his palm to help ground his nerves. Skinship always calmed him down. The situation was scary, but you weren’t worried. The first two murders took place at frat parties, the third one was after a football game, and the recent one was at make out point. Places you or Jungwon don’t frequent.

"But isn’t it kind of weird?" he asked, scooting closer to you. He looked around making sure no one was in an ear shot of your conversation. Before bringing his face closer to yours and staring into your eyes.

"Keeho, Mark, Yeji, and Winter were all murdered."

"Yeah and? What’s weird about that? They’re all in the same friend group like I said." You tried to focus your attention back on your textbook ignoring the loud yelling from the reporters signaling the press conference had begun.

"The same friend group that has been tormenting us since day one of university." He said shutting your textbook and turning your body to face him fully. He grabbed your hands and held them in his, he wanted you to take him seriously. 

That was true. Those four were pretty notorious for having a mean streak. But it wasn’t just targeted at you and Won. Lots of people were constantly on the end of their mean words and cruel jokes. They were the typical rich kids who thought their parents' money made them better than everyone else, partying and drinking every weekend, with the mindset that rules didn’t apply to them. 

"They tormented lots of people Won, stop overthinking or you’ll get stress wrinkles." You mused, smoothing his brown hair down and kissing the tip of his nose. He smiled showing off the dimples you loved so much. He bumped his forehead against yours, "I’m just saying,"

He looked back at the reporters as they started to talk about what they knew about the latest murder victim that happened over the weekend, Keeho.

"I hope no one we know is Sydney fucking Prescott in this scenario." 

“Don’t worry Wonnie, no one we know is that exciting.” you joked tapping his knee, “come on cutie, we’ll be late for class.” Standing up from the courtyard table you stuffed your work into your backpack and extended your hand out for Jungwon to take. 

“As if I can focus with all this going on.” He grumbled wrapping his larger hand around yours. 

Walking into the classroom you found your usual seats next to each other and started prepping for the lecture. Out of your peripheral you saw Choi Yeonjun take the empty seat to the right of you. “Hey, bunny” A small smile gracing his pretty face and pouty lips. The cute nickname he had given you the first day you moved into your dorm. You had accidentally knocked into him with a box of your belongings causing your favorite item from home to tumble to the ground. He didn’t tease you, despite Keeho being there and making fun of you for bringing a stuffed animal to college, Yeonjun only smiled and picked up the white plush bunny from the ground and kindly offered to take the box up to your dorm for you. 

“Hey Junnie, how was your weekend?” You smiled, turning your chair to face him.

“Kind of boring actually, did you hear about Keeho?” He asked, adjusting the black rimmed glasses on his face. Such a cute nerd. 

“Of course, everyones talking about it.” They news said they found him hanging from a tree limb in the woods behind the campus at a known make out spot. He was supposedly disemboweled like Drew Barrymore’s character in the first Scream movie. He was a jerk, but no one deserves to die like that. How can someone even stomach doing something like that? 

“Yeah..my little brother Gyu tried to tell him not to go out alone so late at night but he was too egotistical to listen.” He sighed leaning back in chair. Gyu and Keeho were best friends from what you heard, which was odd considering how many times Keeho stole Yeonjun’s glasses and tripped him in the halls.

“He’s always been one to do..whatever he wants.” You say trying not to come off a little bitter at the end. He chuckled softly, knowing what you were trying not to say. “He was an asshole, it's okay to say it.” He mused nudging your arm playfully. You cracked a soft smile, “no comment.”

He smiled and scooted his chair closer to yours. You spent the last few weeks since the ‘bunny’ incident getting closer to Yeonjun. You had a few study sessions together, and texted each other everyday. He was an absolute sweetheart and never made you feel uncomfortable. He was also incredibly shy, the one time his hand accidentally brushed against your thigh he couldn’t even look you in the eye. He was a blushing stuttering mess the rest of the study date. 

“So I was thinking..maybe we could hang out this weekend. How about we go out Friday night?”

Younjun’s cheeks were tinted pink and he was fiddling with his fingers in his lap avoiding looking into your eyes. He was afraid your answer would be no, or even worse you would laugh straight in his face. 

Jungwon scoffed and mumbled something under his breath, his face never leaving his laptop as he overheard the conversation. You mentally reminded yourself to kick him for that later. Jungwon was definitely the protective brother figure in your life, no guy was ever good enough for you according to him. He took care of you after too many loser guys broke your heart, and he didn’t want that happening again. 

“Oh? What would we do?” leaning toward him propping your elbow on the table and resting your chin in the palm of your hand staring at him playfully. “We can keep it classic? Dinner, movie, and see where the night takes us.” He smiled, “but we can do whatever you want. I’d be fine with whatever you decide Bunny.”  

You scooted your chair closer to him and grabbed his fiddling hands the same way you do for Jungwon. You were close enough to smell his cologne and see the cute beauty mark he had under his right eye beneath his glasses, it was making you dizzy. He was so undeniably cute. “Well..”

Professor Jang walked in and started his usual morning greeting. You pulled apart from each other and straightened your chair to put you back facing the front of the classroom.“I get to pick the movie.” you whispered to Junnie keeping your eyes facing to the front of the classroom. You saw the grin spread on his face out of the corner of your eye, “of course bunny.” 

“You shouldn’t be alone with him..” Jungwon whispered as you left class waving bye to Yeonjun. “Why not? Junnie’s a sweetheart, and your bestie is in a dry spell.” You wiggled your eyebrows suggestively. He wrinkled his nose and laughed, “TMI..but seriously. With Ghostface running around killing people, it's not a good idea.” He was shaking his head. “I mean, what if he is the one...”

“Won, don’t finish that sentence. Yeonjun is a sweetheart, he could never do anything like that..” you huff growing slightly annoyed at what he was insinuating. How could he even think that? Yeonjun wouldn’t even step on the flowers outside, much less butcher someone.  He picked up on the shift in your demeanor quickly, he didn’t want to upset you but he doesn’t trust anyone right now, especially with you. 

“I’m sorry babe..I just don’t think it's safe.” He opens the exit door for you letting you walk out first. “I don’t want you mad at me Y/N, it’s just..I couldn’t live without you.” You stop walking at his soft voice and sighed. You wrap your arms around your best friend's waist, “I couldn’t live without you either, Wonnie.”

He rests his chin atop your head and hugs you back. He wasn’t trying to sabotage your potential new relationship, he just didn’t trust your safety in the hands of someone who couldn’t even throw a punch. Jungwon wasn’t a fighter himself but he’s never been afraid to get his knuckles bloody for you. He’s done it four times. 

 “I just want you to be safe.” He whispers in your hairline. You nod understanding his reasoning, you pull away to look up at him, “I’ll take your concerns into consideration Wonnie, but I really like Yeonjun..” He sighed and ruffled your hair, “I know. You have that dopey lovesick grin on your face everytime you see him.”

“I DO NOT!” You very much do. 

Thursday morning was only good for one thing, treating yourself to pastries and lattes before an obnoxiously early history class with Jungwon. Whoever decided to teach history at seven thirty am was a menace. But these early morning meetings with Wonnie at seven am to eat sugary foods and get loaded on caffeine were moments you wouldn’t trade for the world.

When you arrive at the coffee house he’s already sitting at your usual table with his nose buried in his book when you arrive. Your usual latte waiting for you as well as three chocolate chip scones to share. “Good morning sunshine!” He beams as you sit down across from him. “Way too early for all your energy Wonnie..” you grumbled drinking the warm latte. He just smiled knowing this version of you all too well. 

“HE DID IT AGAIN! GHOSTFACE KILLED AGAIN” a loud yell startles you. Looking out the large window, students are running out of the science lab screaming. Panic started filling the coffee house, not knowing what the man that yelled meant, people started to assume Ghostface must be lingering around.

Jungwon stood up quickly and grabbed you by pulling you to him, backing you against the nearest wall, “people are panicking and you could get hurt.” 

He was right, people were running around and knocking into each other to get out of the shop. The small courtyard outside was a mess of students running and crying. Police cars and ambulances were speeding in and the loud sirens only added to the loud chaos. “Do you think he's here..” you asked, watching the scene of chaos unfold in front of you. “I-I don’t know..Let’s get out of here, before it gets worse.”

He wraps his arm around your waist pulling you with him, you both leave the coffee house, “let’s go back to your dorm it's closer.” He’s pulling you tightly against him maneuvering you both around the mass of running students. 

“Y/N!!” 

You snap your head to the familiar voice of your roommate Jen. “Wonnie wait, it’s Jen.” You stop him from walking and point to your roommate running toward you. She stumbles in front of you both, crying as she throws her arms around you. You catch her and look at Won giving him a look signaling you weren’t sure what to do. Jungwon wrapped his other arm around her and moved you both away from the center of the courtyard. He dragged you two behind the coffee house to let her catch her breath. 

She looked at him and cried into his chest, “I saw-I saw the room..there was so mu-much b-blood..who could do this..” she was wailing as Wonnie held her tighter, shushing her softly to try and soothe her. 

“What do you mean..What happened Jen..” You latch onto her side to help comfort her. Jen also had an early class on Thursday, Chemistry. The building everyone was running and screaming out of was the same building your roommate was in.

“The professor found him in the science lab..his throat was slit..they said he was ne-nearly decapitated..and st-stabbed..as if it's not horrible enough to almost decapitate him but to stab him over and over..”She sobbed harder against Jungwon. 

“D-did you see the body Jen..”you asked, rubbing her back. 

“I didn’t see the body..but there was so much blood Y/N..so much of it..it covered the whole room..” Her eyes were frantic and she couldn’t focus, it was as if she was searching for the killer around you three. 

“Do you know who it was?” you ask, brushing the hair stuck to her wet cheeks away from her face. She was quiet and gripped Jungwon’s shirt tighter and tried to ground herself. “Jen?..” Her face was apprehensive and she swallowed hard before grabbing your hand. 

“Yeonjun..” she whispered looking at you knowing the pain it was about to cause you.

Jungwon tenses up and you could see the color leave his face as he looked at you. The tears started to pour out of you before your brain could process what Jen just said. There was a loud ringing in your ears, and it felt like everything around you froze for just a split second. 

Choi Yeonjun..was..dead…?

Your breaths became shallow as you started to sink to the floor unable to hold your weight.

“Whoa, baby breathe..you’re okay. I’m here and you’re safe..breathe baby..” Jungwon gently detached from Jen and caught you in his arms before your knees hit the gravel.

He grabbed your hand and placed it on his chest, “match my breathing baby, come on. You’ll make yourself vomit if you keep crying like this.”

You hadn’t realized how hard you were sobbing, hiccuping as you struggled to breathe. You just saw Junnie yesterday..and now..now he's gone? Just like that? No goodbye..no final hug..no more comforting smells of his cedarwood cologne..he was dead. Someone murdered him..he must have been so scared..Junnie…

You clung harder to Jungwon, he let you break down in his arms. Your loud wailing hitting straight to his heart, he knew how much you liked Yeonjun, it‘s killing him to see you this way. He doesn’t think he’s ever seen you cry this hard before, and it terrifies him. Jen slumped against the wall covering her face with her hands, she couldn’t handle your wails only making her sob harder. 

Jungwon let you both cry for a few more minutes before deciding he needed to get you both away from this mess. Being around here would make it worse, not to mention the large van labeled ‘Coroner’ was just arriving on the scene. He couldn’t let you see Yeonjun get taken away in a body bag. “Come on, let's get you guys back to your dorm. You both need some space away from here.” 

He helped you up and grabbed Jen’s hand and led you away keeping your back turned away from the scene. He supported both of your weights as he walked you to your shared dorm, which thankfully was only half a block away. He watched you struggle to keep your composure for a few minutes before deciding to send Jen ahead to open the room. He lifted you carefully into his arms and carried you the rest of the way back to your room. 

He placed you on your small twin size bed, taking your shoes off and wrapping you in one of your soft blankets. Your sobs died down, but your tears never stopped. You were barely blinking and it scared the fuck out of him. You looked broken. He kissed your forehead. “Take a nap baby, I’ll stay with you..you need to sleep. Your body needs to rest, I’ll be here when you wake up.” He stayed repeating soft words to you, running his fingers through your hair. Your little whines and hiccups dying down as you let the mental exhaustion take over. 

This was a nightmare. 

You heard soft movements and whispers breaking your dream state. Opening your swollen eyes you adjust to your surroundings. You slept the entire day away, seeing the sun starting to set from your window. The reality hitting you again of what happened a few hours prior. This wasn’t a nightmare and Yeonjun really was gone.

You looked around the room and saw Jungwon was packing your duffle bag and Jen was on her side of the room packing a suitcase. “What’s going on?” Your voice is sore and hoarse. You sit up from your bed confused. 

“I can’t..I can’t stay here. I want to see my mom..I need to get away from here for a few days.” Jen whispered, zipping her suitcase shut. She looked at you sadly, she didn’t want to leave you in your state but she couldn’t stay. She couldn’t even take care of herself right now.

You nod understanding, “yeah, you should go.” Even though it pained you. It was selfish of you to want her to stay, you knew she saw the mess of the crime scene and she needed to get far away from this fucking University. 

“I’m not leaving you here alone..you’re staying with me until Jen comes back.” Jungwon smiled softly while packing your favorite sweater. What? You shook your head and frowned. “Won you have roommates, I don’t think they want some girl crashing at their place..”

“Heeseung and Sunghoon are fine with it, I called them while you were sleeping. And you're not some girl, you're my best friend” He cut you off while grabbing your toiletry bag and shoving it in the duffle and zipping it shut. He grabbed your sneakers and sat on the floor at the foot of your bed grabbing your legs to help put your shoes on. 

“I don't want to intrude, Wonnie..”

“You’re not an intrusion, Y/N.” He sighs, tying your shoes tightly. He rests his forehead on your knee and takes a deep breath. “I’m not taking any risks, not with you..you’re not staying here. I’ll throw you over my shoulder if I have to.” He looks up at you and his eyes are glassed over and his bottom lip is quivering. He is trying so hard to keep it together for you, but he’s terrified. 

“Go with him, Y/N..please. It’s not safe here..” Jen sniffled, grabbing her suitcase from the bed. 

You didn’t want to worry either of them unnecessarily. Maybe a change of scenery would be good. You needed space and you needed to heal away from this place. “Are you sure it’s safe?” 

“Y/N,we have an off campus apartment. It's safer than here, baby..” 

“Are you sure they're okay if I stay?”

“Of course, you’re always welcome.” 

“Alright, I’ll go.”

You both walked Jen to her cab, Jungwon insisting on making sure she got into it safely. You hugged her tightly. “Text me when you get there, I love you.” You mumbled into her hair. You were both lucky that housing roomed you two together, you had been inseparable since move-in day. Only having been friends for a few short weeks you had grown to love and care for her. You wanted her safe, and she needed to get out of here.

“I love you too..stay close to Jungwon until I get back.” She whispered and kissed your cheek. She parted from you with a final hand squeeze and got in her cab and shut the door. She rolled down the window, “Keep our girl safe Wonnie.” 

“With my life.” He smiled softly, waving her off. 

You watched her cab drive off and wanted to cry again. A part of you felt like she wouldn’t come back, she packed for way more than a few days. But you couldn’t blame her, you couldn’t imagine what she had seen. You only hoped this wouldn’t be goodbye and you’d be reunited with her eventually. Jungwon grabbed your hand, breaking your thoughts, “come on.”

He tossed your duffle bag into the backseat of his car and opened his passenger door for you, helping you in and even buckling your seatbelt for you. He was treating you like glass, afraid you could break at any moment. You felt like glass, all you needed was one more thing to hit you and you’d break. Maybe you should go home too, but you could never leave Jungwon behind. You were the only family he had, aside from his roommates Heeseung and Sunghoon, and you didn’t know them well.

Jungwon met the two older guys in his computer class the first week of University, all three hitting it off instantly bonding over videogames. They offered their spare room to him after finding out Jungwon was sharing a single dorm room with three guys thanks to a housing mistake.

“It's been a while since you’ve seen Heeseung and Sunghoon. Heeseung is excited, he’s making your favorite for dinner, pasta.” He smiles starting the car. “At least he likes me, Sunghoon hates me..” You murmur leaning your head against the car window. The two times you met him at Jungwon’s apartment he looked like he wanted to be anywhere else but near you. 

Sunghoon was polite, but he didn’t smile at you and he seemed tense the entire time, with his jaw clenched and eyes narrowed. And any time he did look at you he had this unreadable hard expression on his face, it was unsettling. It made you feel like he didn’t want to be around you which is why you made every excuse to not hang out at Won’s place. 

Heeseung on the other hand was a sweetheart, his big bambi like eyes caught your attention first and he had you laughing all night. His infectious smile and dorky humor had you laughing all night. He was warm and inviting to be around. Also, very affectionate like Jungown, hugging you and ruffling your hair, even kissing your cheek goodnight on the way out. 

“He’s just shy, I promise he likes you. He just has to get to know you better is all” Jungwon smiled pulling out of the campus parking lot. You hummed softly and watched the traffic as Wonnie drove. You felt numb, at first you didn’t pay mind to these killings but now it was close to home..Ghostface took Yeonjun from you. It was personal. 

Thankfully, Jungwon’s apartment was only a twenty minute drive from the dorms. He grabbed your duffle and held your hand as you walked up the steps to the door. It was a cute little complex, Jungwon definitely got lucky to live in a place like this as a first year University student. You walked into their shared apartment and nervously smiled at the two tall boys in the living room playing a random video game on their flat screen.

“Hey Y/N! Welcome!” Heeseung stood up, pausing his game to wrap his arms around you tightly, “it’s been a while!” He was much taller than Jungwon, his body engulfed yours with his hug. It was comforting, something about Heeseung and Jungwon’s hugs felt safe. 

“Thanks for having me…” your eyes land on Sungoon who was sitting on the sofa still, manspreading with his phone in his hand texting. “It’s nice to see you Sunghoon..” you try to break the tension with the quiet boy.  “Hey.” his voice was monotone as he shifted his eyes from his screen to you, but only for a split second. 

“I'm glad you’re here. The University dorms aren't safe right now.” Heeseung sighed, rubbing the sides of your arms soothingly, “I’m um..I’m really sorry to hear about your friend..” 

You tensed and met his worried gaze, tears stinging your waterline. “I have to go to the bathroom..sorry..” you mumbled, avoiding his gaze and walking to Jungwon’s room before they could see you cry. You could hear Jungwon talk to Heeseung before you shut the door. Sitting on his bed you covered your mouth with your hand and cried trying to muffle the sound of your sobs. Fuck, this hurts so bad.

You stay like that for a few minutes trying to calm yourself, you knew Heeseung meant well, but hearing it makes it real. You weren’t ready to deal with it. 

The cell phone you keep in your pocket starts to vibrate, Jen must have made it home. Pulling it out you see the UNKNOWN NUMBER flash on your screen. Maybe it’s Jen? She’s notorious for letting her phone die and was always quick to use whoever's phone that’s around her. It could be her parents phone she’s calling from. 

“Hello? Jen?”

There’s a light static sound followed by a deep distorted chuckle, “hello, Bunny.”

The nickname had Yeonjun’s face flash in your brain before feeling the uncomfortable churn in your stomach. You were shaking, you clutched the phone harder in your hand turning your knuckles white.  

“I-I think you have the wrong number.”

“Oh, Bunny, bunny, bunny. What am I going to do with you?”

You felt all the air leave your lungs and your chest felt like it was caving in. Shaking your head, you hang up the phone and throw it on Jungwon’s dresser. No fucking way. This was not happening. Was that..Ghostface? That couldn’t be Ghostface. No way. 

Replaying the distorted voice saying ‘bunny’ over and over in your head was sending you spiraling. The once sweet nickname rolling off the tongue of the boy you wanted so badly was now being tainted by a monster. Choked sobs racked your body, how many more times could you break down before it was enough to kill you? How would he know that nickname? Nobody but Yeonjun ever called you that..was someone stalking you? Why is this happening? Oh, god..were you..next? 

Panic. 

“Wonnie?! Won?!” you yell sprinting out of the bedroom. Sunghoon watches you from the same spot on the couch with furrowed eyebrows as you frantically search the apartment for your best friend. Heeseung emerges from the kitchen in an apron and a mixing bowl full of salad in hand, “are you okay, Y/N?” 

“Yeah, you look like you’ve seen a ghost..” Sunghoon says, cocking his head to the side with a small humorless smile. Wait..what? 

Jungwon walks into the apartment holding an empty laundry basket, "what's going on?" he asks as he sees your worried expression. He must have been in the laundry room. You run to him and wrap your arms around him tightly making him drop the basket, “please don’t leave me alone..” you softly beg still crying.

“Never baby, what’s wrong?” He asks gently, patting your hair and rubbing your back. You shake your head and bury your face in his neck. He doesn’t push it, he knows you’re vulnerable right now. He assumes your tears are for Yeonjun.

“Dinner is almost ready, Y/N. You should try to eat something and you can sleep, you need it.” Heeseung softly says walking back to check on the food he’s cooking. “He’s right baby, you haven’t eaten all day and your body must be exhausted.” Jungwon whispers kissing your temple. How could you eat? After that? After everything? Do you tell Jungwon about the call? 

“I’m not hungry,” you mumble looking up at him. 

“Oh come on, Y/N. You need to eat something,” Sunghoon’s voice startled you. You looked at him walking toward the kitchen, smirking at you, “you’ll need your strength.” 

A loud vibration disturbs your slumber. You groan and try to ignore it, but it keeps going. You reach over to feel for Jungwon but he’s not in bed. Opening your eyes and squinting at his alarm clock, 2:47 a.m. Looking at his side of the bed, it's empty. Where was he? You fell asleep together..

The loud buzzing catching your attention again, it's your phone on his dresser. It stops only for a few seconds before ringing again. Standing on shaky legs to walk to his dresser and pick it up but it stops ringing again. 7 missed calls. You jump when it starts vibrating again.

UNKNOWN NUMBER

It was obvious whoever this was wasn’t going to let up anytime soon. You weren’t going to be a part of this. You powered the phone off and shoved it in the top drawer. You couldn’t deal with this, you were going back home first thing in the morning. Fuck this school, fuck these shitty detectives that couldn’t find this asshole, just fuck everything. 

A harsh vibration startles you, causing you to jump and yelp. “Fuck!” 

Jungwon’s phone on his nightstand lights up and starts ringing. There’s no fucking way..But panic creeps up your neck. Where is Jungwon? Does Ghostface have Jungwon?...Why else would he call both your phones..

UNKNOWN NUMBER

You take a deep breath, you have to find Jungwon.

“Hello..?”

“Hello, Y/N. I want to play a game.” The voice distorted laughs. Your stomach drops, this is real. 

“I’m hanging up..”

“If you hang up, I’ll slit your precious Jungwon’s throat.”

“W-wonnie?!” Your voice came out shaky. Your worst fears become reality, Ghostface had Jungwon. 

Clutching the cell phone, you try to keep it together. You have to be strong. 

“Wh-where is he?”

You step out of the bedroom into the living room in hopes he's there and this is some cruel prank. But, it’s not. The living room is dark, only the street lights giving a warm orange glow around the quiet home. 

“I want to play a game, dumb baby.”

Your eyes land on Heeseung and Sunghoon’s closed bedroom doors, were they in danger too? Stepping forward to Heeseung’s door you reach out to grab the door knob. “If you touch that door I’ll kill your ‘Wonnie’ right now.” The distorted voice spat, making you freeze in place.

The realization that Ghostface could see you made you panic more. Frantically looking around the dark home for any sign of him. Walking in circles in hopes to see something, anything. “What do you want from me!?” You yell into the phone sobbing.  

“I told you dumb baby, I want to play a game.”

There was no getting out of this, but you had to try. Jungwon wouldn’t abandon you and you wouldn’t abandon him. “F-fine. But..but only if Jungown is safe.”

“He’ll be safe, as long as you win the game.”

“What game?” your voice barely whispers as you stand in the center of the living room. A loud creak from Won’s bedroom catches your breath in your throat.“...it's called catch the dumb baby”

Pure fear and adrenaline courses through your body carrying your feet faster than you could think and you run toward the front door. Throwing it open and screaming, there he was, Ghostface stood hovering over you. In his classic black robe and the famous scream mask covered in dirt and speckles of dried blood. His head was tilted to the side, he had a syringe in hand, he shook his head looking at you.

“Dumb baby, you lose.”

Taking a cautious step back, you bump into a hard figure, turning your head only slightly only to see another Ghostface mask out of your peripheral vision. Standing just as tall as the one blocking the front door. 

Fuck

It all happened so fast, before you could blink or open your mouth to scream for help, the one behind you grabbed you, covering your mouth and pinning your arms to your side with one of his long arms. He maneuvered your face upward harshly exposing your neck to the Ghostface with the syringe. You felt the pin prick in your neck and your body slumped against the one holding you. Whatever they gave you was fast acting and you lost all movement in legs and arms. You slump against the Ghostface holding you, unable to stand on your feet. 

I failed you Wonnie..I’m so sorry.

Your sobs are muffled behind his gloved hand, feeling yourself slowly slip away from reality.

Cold, that’s the first thing you felt. Your limbs feel heavy, mouth dry and head full of eye burning pressure. Everything is blurry and the only thing your vision can make out is the mattress on the floor you’ve been placed on, laid on your side. Realizing you’re also fully nude you try to move your limbs to cover your body and give it some warmth but they’re too heavy to move under whatever sedation they gave you. 

“Our pretty girl is finally awake.” 

Snapping your head to the bottom of the mattress your vision can make out the two figures standing at the edge. Their voices are no longer distorted but the masks are still on. 

“Dumb baby made it too easy,” 

Wait..that voice..He took his mask off first, shaking his hair out of his face. Bambi eyes fully drinking you in. It was terrifying how quickly the doe eyes you trusted narrowed darkly. No signs of innocence, just wild, black, and hungry. Heeseung..Heeseung was Ghostface, he’s the one that drugged you.

Looking at the other Ghostface figure, you already knew who it had to be..He took his mask off, throwing it to the side, a wide smile showing his fangs to you. The first time you had actually seen him smile with his teeth. The smile was anything but friendly. It was deranged and held no humor or comfort behind it. Sunghoon.

“What the fuck..” Your voice cracked and raw, it hurt to talk “Why..I trusted you..Won-wonnie trusted you.”

“Why? God, I hate that fucking question.” Sunghoon snorted, removing the black Ghostface robe off his body, leaving him shirtless and in black denim jeans. He really did, it pissed him off. They all sounded the same when he killed them, why me? What did I do? Why are you doing this? Blah, blah, blah. 

“Does there really have to be a reason why?” Heeseung smiled, nose wrinkling. How could someone that looked as sweet as Heeseung do something like this?

“Stop teasing her Heeseung. We had a good reason to kill each one of those assholes, pretty girl, do you really want all the gory details?” Sunghoon smirked, cocking an eyebrow. You shook your head, you were already on the verge of puking. You didn’t want to know. 

“Are you sure? Because...there was a special one in particular.. we had a really good reason why he had to die.” Heeseung said in a sing song voice. 

Sunghoon dropped his smile and glared at Heeseung, they agreed not to bring him up. Not that he cared about him, or regretted it, he just didn’t want to make this harder than it had to be. Heeseung could feel Sunghoon’s glare on him, he didn’t care. It broke his heart when you agreed to that date, Heeseung spent the whole day crying and screaming when he found out. Really? Choi fucking Yeonjun.

You hurt him, and he wanted to hurt you back. 

Heeseung dropped his body on the mattress and crawled down next to where you were laying and caressed your face gently, “you definitely should have turned down that date with that loser Yeonjun.” Heeseung said in a whisper. Despite the soft voice he used he was boiling in anger at saying that fuckers name. Heeseung took great pleasure in slitting that motherfucker's throat. He never liked getting messy, letting Sunghoon take most of the credit when it came to the murders, but when he heard you were going on a date with Choi fucking Yeonjun he wanted that kill. He craved it. You signed that poor bastard's death warrant when you said yes. Dumb baby. 

God, the way his eyes looked when his blade went into his neck sent him on the most euphoric high he had ever been on. He didn’t mean to cut his neck so deep, but fuck, how dare that motherfucker even think he had the slightest chance to have you. Even watching him bleed out and choke on his blood wasn’t enough, he had to suffer. Driving his blade into his chest over and over until Sunghoon had to physically pull him off of that stupid fucker. 

“You killed him..you killed Yeonjun..” you cried. You were the reason he was dead, it was your fault. “Oh god..Junnie..” You wanted to die, you didn’t deserve to live. You wanted to trade places with Yeonjun, he didn’t deserve that..How could Heeseung do something so vile?

His nickname has Heeseung seeing red. You dumb baby, are you really crying in front of me over him?! He grabbed his knife. “Heeseung,” Sunghoon warned. He wasn’t listening. He pushed your body flat down on the mattress and straddled your waist in a matter of seconds. He held his blade against your neck, the same one he used on him, he was shaking with anger. You had never seen this side of him, the snarl on his face, his eyes wild and black, his honey skin turning red, he was terrifying.  

“What the fuck did you call him?” He pressed the knife harder against your skin, you cried out feeling the blade break skin. He watched his knife tear a thin layer into your skin, blood seeping out. Not enough to cause any major damage, just barely tearing through the first layer of skin. “Do I have to carve my name into your fucking skin so you know who you fucking belong to?!” He was screaming at you only inches from your face. 

“Enough, Heeseung! Get off of her.” Sunghoon grabbed him by the back of his neck, shoving him aside. Heeseung always got a little too emotional when it came to you. Sunghoon had to keep him level headed or else any person who even accidentally looked in your direction would end up dead. 

“Forgive him, pretty girl.” He kneeled next to you, “he’s just protective of you” Sunghood smiled wiping your falling tears. His fingers grazed the line Heeseung made on your throat, coating the tips of them with your blood. He brought them to his lips and licked them clean. He couldn’t resist, his body and soul desired to taste every part of you. The scene makes you want to gag in disgust. 

Heeseung rubbed his temples and sighed, he didn’t mean to scare you. He looked at you apologetically. “Sorry sweetheart..I just don’t like you saying his name. You belong to us…and the thought of any guy touching or looking at what’s mine..makes me insane.” He leaned down to your neck and placed soft kisses on the cut he made. “Seungie will kiss it all better.” He mumbled against your skin. 

You laid there emotionless. Had you missed the signs of their obsession? Did you ever say something that gave them the wrong idea? You barely talked to them, why? Why is this happening?

You were trapped here, Yeonjun was dead because of you and Jungwon is missing because of you. It was all your fault.

“You know, pretty girl, I heard from a little bird that you think I hate you,” Sunghoon mused, twirling pieces of your hair around his fingers. He pushed Heeseung’s face off of your neck and climbed on top of you, caging you with his arms on either side of your face. You looked so scared and helpless underneath him and it was only turning him on even more.

“I don’t hate you, pretty girl, in fact I love you. I love you so much it's scary. I crave you. I want every part of you. I want to fucking break every part of you so we’ll be the only ones you’ll ever need.” 

You just stared up at him as he spoke, you had never seen this side of him before. The stone features he always gave you were replaced by lustful eyes and a giddy smile on his face. “Do you know how hard it was to watch you all this time and not act on all of the things I dreamed about doing to you?”

Heeseung was lying next to you on his side, propping his head on his hand while watching Sunghoon stare down at you. Finally, you were here, they had you right where they wanted you. Everything they did was for you, their girl. “It’s true, we’ve talked about this for so long and now you’re finally here. It’s almost like a dream come true.” Heeseung hummed tracing your delicate facial features with his fingers. 

“Wh-what are you going to do to me..” your broken voice going straight to their cocks. 

“Now that..pretty girl..is a good fucking question.” Sunghoon smiled leaning down rubbing the tip of his nose against yours. Their “affectionate” touches felt anything but sweet. “What are we going to do with her Seung?” his voice condescending. 

Heeseung chuckled softly and placed wet open mouth kisses on your shoulder down your arms, “I don’t even know where to start..but I’m growing impatient here..” Heeseungs’s hips grinded against your bare thigh and you could feel his hardening cock in his sweats. Fuck, he needed to calm down or he was going to cum before they even got to the good part. 

“Me too..our pretty girl has kept us waiting long enough.” Sunghoon smirks and kisses the corner of your mouth. Licking the streaks of wet tears on your cheeks. Reality hits you like lightning and your fight or flight finally kicks in at the realization. They’re going to rape you..

There was no way in hell you could take on two grown men, especially in your state, but you couldn’t go down without somewhat of a fight. You couldn't control your limbs, you could only twitch the tips of your fingers but you could roll your head, maybe that would be enough. Maybe.

You jerk your head as hard as you can toward Sunghoon’s face since he was closest to your head, it wasn’t a lot of force. But your forehead made direct contact with his nose, not enough to break but enough that had a few drops of blood trickle out and land on your cheek, he let out a slight groan from his throat. 

Heeseung scoffed a laugh and shook his head. If you thought he was bad when he was mad..you weren’t ready for Sunghoon, “dumb baby, that was stupid of you.”

Sunghoon wiped the blood from his nose on the back of his hand before making eye contact with you again, his gaze was unreadable which made it more scary. His hand shoots out at you and harshly grabs your neck and squeezes, cutting off your air supply abruptly. He brought your your face closer to his, “I was going to be nice and take it slow with you pretty girl, but you fucked that up..” His voice is low and slow as his demeanor shifted.

You couldn’t breathe and your face was turning red from the lack of oxygen, your choking sounds and wet cheeks only turning Sunghoon on more. Wet gurgling sounds, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. You couldn’t even lift your arms to try and pry him off of you. Fuck, he needed to get his cock into you fast. He let your neck go but before you could catch your breath he slapped you, with so much force it jerked your head to the side.

“Hoon, we agreed not her face!” Heeseung scoffed, grabbing your face softly placing soft kisses against the cheek Hoon backhanded you on. Heeseung was all for forceful punishment to keep you in your place, but never on your face. He told Sunghoon that, never your face, any other part of your body was fair game.  

“I didn’t agree to shit Heeseung, if she’s going to act like a fucking brat I’m going to treat her like one.” Sunghoon moved his body up, carefully placing his knees on both sides of your arms hovering over your chest, careful to not drop any of his weight on you. He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them low enough to release his aching cock from its restraint. 

You turned your head to the side in a panic and squeezed your eyes shut refusing to look at him. “Please..please Hee-Heeseung..don’t let him..don’t let him do this..please..” you sobbed. It was clear Sunghoon was the one in charge and Heeseung would be your only chance at a saving grace. If you could, you wanted to reach any remorseful part of him to help you. 

He smiled softly and stroked your stinging cheek turning your head to face him. You opened your eyes hoping to see him take your cries and begs into consideration. “Dumb baby, you were a bad girl. We don’t want to punish you but you’re going to have to learn the rules. And rule one is to be a good girl for us. You were naughty for hitting Hoonie, after everything he’s done to keep you safe. You're going to have to make it up to him.” Kissing your sore cheek he looks up at Sunghoon with his big doe eyes and nods.

Sunghoon grabs a fistful of your hair and jerks your head straight forcing you to look up at him, “I’m going to train you to be a good obedient girl…you bite me, and I’ll slit Jungwon’s throat in front of you.” Bottom lip trembling you nod. They knew you would do anything for Jungwon’s safety, and they were going to use that to their advantage. Letting go of your hair his hand runs down your face softly taking in every beauty mark, eyelash, and the smear of his blood on your cheek. So fucking pretty.

He taps your bottom lip with his thumb, “open.”

Closing your eyes, you refuse to even look at him while he does this, you obey. He leans forward positioning himself over your open mouth, tapping the head of his cock against your tongue. Steadying himself with his right hand he uses his left to guide himself into your mouth. A long strained groan rumbles in his throat, your mouth felt better than he imagined. He couldn’t hold back anymore. He drags the underside of his cock on your tongue slowly before quickly forcing his full length in your mouth. 

He’s careful to not slam his full weight onto your face with each drag of his cock. The amount of spit and precum forced down your throat made you gag around him struggling to breath, but your noises made him fuck your face faster, salty fat tears pooling into your ears. 

He continued to pull out and thrust his aching cock back in, making sharp painful jabs down your throat. The way your mouth gagged and struggled around him only had his orgasm approaching quicker. His pace grew more unsteady and quick as he felt his high approaching. You tried your best to relax your throat around him, but it was too uncomfortable and the way his stomach hit the tip of your nose with each hard thrust only added to your misery. “O-oh fuck,” he grunted and forced himself even deeper into your throat, your nose completely smushed against his stomach blocking all your airways. 

His cum spilled from his cock and down your throat as you struggled not to choke. You swallowed as much as you could in a panic trying to find a way to breathe. Some of it seeped out of the sides of your mouth and down your chin. His body shuddered at the tight contraction of your throat around him, he stilled himself for a few seconds to catch his breath.

He pulled himself out of your mouth slowly, watching the strings of spit and his seed connect his softening cock to you. What a sight for sore eyes, he can’t imagine an even more perfect vision of you as he watched you cough and choke trying to catch your breath. He climbs off of you and lays beside you to really take a minute to admire how perfect you look right now. Your face is red, spit and cum dribbling from your chin, tears still falling. He wanted to burn this image of you in his head forever. He tapped your mouth with his index finger, “open.” 

You open your mouth. Sunghoon smiles, you’re listening. Maybe breaking you in was going to be easier than he thought. Leaning in he licks his cum and your spit from your chin before sticking his tongue in your mouth, making sure every part of your mouth tastes entirely of him. 

“You did good, pretty girl,” He mumbles, “made me feel so fucking good..”pulling away and pecking your lips softly. He smiles and looks at Heeseng on the opposite side of you. “You can reward her.” 

Heeseung smiles brightly and practically jumps on top of you. Immediately latching his mouth to yours, Sunghoon notices you’re not kissing him back and clicks his teeth. “Pretty girl, don’t be rude, Seungie is trying to reward you. Do you want to be punished again? Or should I go grab Jung-”

You don’t let him finish, squeezing your eyes shut you kiss Heeseung back, you need to. You needed to for Jungwon. You can feel Heeseung smile against your puckered lips. Lightly nipping your bottom lip before he slips his tongue inside and gently massages yours. Unlike Sunghoon, Heeseung was softer and took his time exploring your mouth. Not even caring Sunghoon’s cum was just in there he happily slurped everything his tongue swiped. 

You kissed him back like your life depended on it..because it did..Jungwon was your life.. 

He pulls away with a small hum, a string of spit still connecting your mouths together. “I wonder if every part of you tastes as sweet as your mouth..” He kisses your jaw, your neck, your collarbones. His eyes locked onto yours as he moved lower, his face hovering over your left breast. He lightly traces your nipple with the tip of his tongue and smirks at the way your body shivers underneath him and how your back slightly arches off the mattress, Sunghoon catches it too. 

Heeseung smiles at you sweetly before moving even lower. “I’m going to make you feel so good..” He slots himself between your legs and places your legs over his shoulders. He kisses the inside of your thigh, “I love you..so much..” The “loving” act only adds insult to injury in the situation. If he really loved you, he wouldn’t force you to do this. 

Hesseung dragged his tongue along your folds and you squirmed. His eyes fluttered shut and he hummed against your core. The amount of times he's snuck into your dorm and stolen your dirty panties to shove in his mouth while he jerked off couldn’t have prepared him for the real thing. Only a few seconds in and he was already pussy drunk on your taste and smell.

You bit down on your bottom lip hard as he worked slowly through your folds; teasing you as he flicked his tongue across your clit. Your fingers dug into the mattress, your knuckles turning white. You refuse to make a sound..you won’t give them the satisfaction. Heeseung watches you as he takes your clit  into his mouth and sucks hard. The first moan accidentally slips past your lips at the sensation. You couldn’t withhold the pathetic noise you made and you felt shame. Your breath hitched and your eyelids started to flutter as his tongue skillfully worked its way through your folds licking and sucking every crevice before dipping into your hole. He grounds loudly, as he starts to tongue fuck your hole feeling you clench around him. His hips started grinding against the mattress aching for some relief on his cock. 

Sunghoon studies your face, he knows you're holding back. “It feels good doesn't it pretty girl..let him hear more of those pretty sounds.” You glare at him, but you know your body is betraying you. Your face is flushed, legs shaking around his head, stomach caving in every time he hits that special spot. “Let Seungie…” He grabs a handful of Heeseung’s hair and presses him harder against your cunt, “hear you.”

You screw your eyes shut and moan at the newly applied pressure of Heeseung’s nose on your clit. Heeseung’s hooded eyes watch you as you arch and moan out. He pulls away slightly and spits on your pussy, adding more moisture before running the pads of his fingers through your folds making you shudder harder and throw your head back. He collects his spit and your arousal around his pointer and middle finger before shoving both of them inside of you.

“Ah!”

“Stretch her nice and good Seungie..”Sunghoon smiled, leaning down and capturing your lips in another dirty kiss of tongue and teeth. The room filled with the disgusting squelching sounds of your pussy around Heeseungs fingers. Heeseung’s tongue went back to sucking your clit as continued to finger fuck you at a fast relentless pace. He could feel how close you were by the way you were gripping him. You tried to hold it, you tried to move your hips away, he just held your waist down with his free hand and sucked harder. Against your will, it happened, your stomach concaved and you cried out in Sunghoon’s mouth feeling your forced release gush out of you. Sunghoon pulled away from your mouth so he could watch your face when you cum.

So pretty.

The way you sounded was enough to make Heeseung cum in his pants. “Fuck, I need to be inside of you right now..” Loud sobs rack your body, this was it..”do-don’t do this..” Heeseung stripped quickly, not bothering to wipe your arousal off of his face. “Hee-Heeseung, please..please don’t..”

Sunghoon sighed and kissed your forehead, “pretty girl, Seungie let you cum, don’t be rude. Be a good girl and let him cum too..I don’t want to have to kill Jungwon because of you. This is supposed to be a special night.” 

Jungwon. You had to for Jungwon.

“Not-not inside. Don't cum.. Not inside..please..”

He looked at Heeseung, and they shared an unspoken conversation through their eyes. “Okay, pretty girl. Seungie won’t cum inside of you..tonight.”

Heeseung ran his hand up and down his length, lubricating himself with his precum. He placed his thick cock head at your entrance and you whimpered from sensitivity from your orgasm. He pushed into you sharply. You gasped, screwing your eyes shut as he forced himself all the way to his base, allowing no time for you to adjust his large size. 

“Oh my god…” He panted, closing his eyes. His self control is no longer present, he pulled out of you slowly and slammed back in setting a pace. He was thrusting into you just as violently as he had entered you, his pace was unrelenting as he worked into your tight gummy walls. You whined with each jolt of force from his thrusts. Your back arched in pain, fingernails clawing helplessly at the mattress. You could hear the change in his breathing signaling he was nearing his own release. At least he was fast, this would be over soon. 

Sunghoon rolled his eyes, of course Heeseung was going to cum already, he didn’t know how to pace himself. But more annoying, he was going to finish before you, treating you like some quick random hookup. He was going to have to talk to him about that later. To Sunghoon, your pleasure came before theirs, unless of course you were being punished. He took your nipple into his mouth, sucking on the bud and slipped his hand down to your cunt.

His skillful fingers found your clit and he rubbed the nub tenderly, applying the perfect amount of pressure. The pain from Heeseung’s cock quickly turned into pleasure. Your pained squeaks and whines tuning into soft moans and pants. Heeseung’s hands went to your waist as he held your hips in place rutting against you faster. Your eyes fluttered shut as you started to shake under him, unable to fend off the building orgasm, thanks to Sunghoon. Small grunts escaping his parted lips, the only sound he was capable of making. He was too lost in the feel of your pussy. 

“Cum on Seungie’s cock pretty girl..” Sunghoon smiled, releasing your nipple from his mouth. He rubbed your clit harder causing a loud moan to bubble from you. Your back arched off the mattress as you were suddenly overwhelmed with white hot pleasure, his fingers helping draw forth your second orgasm.

So fucking pretty.

You clenched hard around Heeseung as you came, he snapped his hips forward harshly and a deep whine escaped his lips. He hung his head back and pulled out of you quickly, he hissed wrapping his hand around his red sensitive cock and jerked himself off above you. His cum spurting out of the red tip, strings of his seed coating your stomach, and reaching your breasts. 

His chest rose fast and hard as he collapsed next to you, sweat gathered on his forehead, he smiled softly at you. “Thank you baby..so good..so good for me..” He mumbled kissing your lips in soft little pecks. Sunghoon grabbed one of their discarded Ghostface robes and wiped Heeseung’s cum off of you. “Excuse him, pretty girl, he apparently doesn’t know how to be a gentleman.”

“Fuck you,” Heeseung grumbled. “I couldn’t help it, she’s so tight and warm.” He hummed relishing in the way your sweet little pussy gripped his tongue, fingers, and cock. He wasn’t phased by how quickly he came, he has all the time in the world to learn your body and how to pace himself. All the time in the world. 

You felt disgusting at the way they have your body reacting to their touches. 

Sunghoon discarded the rest of his clothes away and took his position on his knees in between your aching legs. You blinked a few tears away, you already knew he was going to have his turn with you but it didn’t stop the fear. You had to do this. They had Jungwon and you were his only chance at making it out of this alive. 

You made the mistake of looking down at him and let out a shaky breath. He was ready for you; he was fully hard and throbbing, from the way your mouth struggled to accommodate him you knew this was going to hurt. He saw the worried look on your face and cupped your cheek, “it won’t hurt after a while. I’m going to train your little pussy how to take it pretty girl. Hoonie’s going to take care of you.” 

He kissed you tenderly, “I love you.”

He feels your legs twitch around him, and sees your arms twitch at your sides, only meaning the drug will be wearing off soon. He didn’t want you to realize that and start acting out again, he smiled at Heeseung, “Seungie will you hold our girl for me? She’s a little nervous and maybe you can comfort her.” 

Heeseung was more than happy to oblige. He moved to the side of the mattress and sat with his back against the wall. Sunghoon picked your body up and moved you over to Heeseungs awaiting arms. He sits you with your back and head pressed against Heeseung’s firm chest, Heeseung hooks his hands under your knees and spreads your legs open wide for Sunghoon. He bites his bottom lip at the sinful sight of you sprawled out like this waiting for him. Your wet and swollen pussy only looks more appetizing for him when you're being held like this.

“Keep her there Seung,” He smirked watching Heeseung hold you in place for him. He gripped the base of his cock as he moved closer to you. He rubbed the tip along your folds, coating it in your juices. Your body jerks at the sensitivity from your previous two orgasms.

“Be a good girl for Hoonie, he’ll give you a special treat.” Heeseung whispered, kissing the crown of your head. Unless the treat was Jungwon you didn’t care. You wanted this over fast, you prayed he’d be as fast as Heeseung. 

Sunghoon watches you intently as he slides into your tight cunt. A low rumble in his chest feeling you suck him in and tighten. “Fuck....” He bottoms out and it hurts how full you are. More tears spill from your eyes, your mouth dropped in a silent scream. He can see the outline of his cock in your stomach and it fuels his fire.

“Look at that, I'm all the way..” He presses down on the bulge of his cock under your belly button, “in here.” You involuntary moan at the pressure and you clench around him.

He chuckles as he starts to move. Every movement has him deeper inside you. Your walls unwillingly cling to him and you close your eyes not wanting to see him. You want so desperately to mentally check out and forget where you what's happening to you, but you can’t as he brings you back to reality with each burning thrust.

“God, pretty girl, you feel so good..” The sounds of your flesh clapping together, the disgusting sloppy squelching sounds of your pussy only fueling his animalistic desires. He wasn’t gentle with you, each thrust inside of you jerked your entire body and had you sliding up and down on Heeseung’s chest. You were still sore from Heeseung’s assault on you and the pain of Sunghoon’s thick cock ramming into you had your entire pelvic region burning. Whimpering louder each time as he rocked into you.

“Look at me,” He growled. 

You hesitantly open your eyes and look at his sweaty face, he watches you with hooded dark eyes, he has an odd look in his eye. The same one Heeseung sees when Sunghoon has his blade buried in someone. He was gone. 

“Say my name.” 

“W-Wha-”

He slaps you, the action splitting your lip open. You cry out and try to move but Heeseung’s grip on your legs is firm, keeping you open for Sunghoon’s assault. He thrusts into you harder, gripping your hips hard, digging his fingers into your flesh, bruising the skin. “Say my fucking name. NOW!”

“S-Sun-Sungho-hoon..” Blood is dribbling from your wounded lip down your chin.

“Again!”

“Sunghoon!”

“Keep saying it..or else..” He grunts.

Lowering his face to yours he licks the blood from your chin. Watching you shake and write underneath him had his orgasm nearing. He guides your hips up and down on his shaft, impaling you deeper on him with each painful thrust on his thick cock. Groaning at the sight of your creamy essence coating him, he wasn’t going to last long. He gave a particular hard thrust that had you squealing and kicking your legs, a cheshire grin taking over his face.

He found it. 

He keeps hitting that spot with all of his strength and watches the way your eyes cross and roll back helplessly. You’re screaming his name over and over, it was happening again. The band in your belly is ready to snap. “Cum for me..cum for me and I’ll breed you..” He breathes reaching between your bodies and rubbing circles on your clit with the pad of this thumb.

“NO!” you screamed, “you-you said-” 

He laughs breathlessly, throwing his head back. Heeseung gave you the appropriate nickname, you really were just a dumb baby. He rubs your clit harder, “pretty girl, I said Seungie wouldn’t cum in you..I never said I wouldn’t cum inside of you..cum for me..come on baby..let go for us..” 

The tip of his cock hits your spot and you squeak loudly, unable to stop it, throwing your head back on Heeseung’s chest letting your orgasm hit you hard. Your body convulses as you clench around Sunghoon coating the entirety of his cock in your release. He chokes out a moan, thrusting only a few more times before he stills, painting your insides with his thick white cum. Sealing your fate to him, to them. You’re theirs and you weren’t going anywhere. 

Heeseung held your shaking body as you tried to catch your breath. He was whispering sweet praises in your ears and kissing your wet cheeks, “such a good girl for us. So perfect..tell Hoonie thank you for your treat..”

“Th-thank you..Ho-Hoonie..”

Sunghoon smiled widely at the nickname rolling off your tongue, he gently pulled out of your sore cunt and smirked looking at the creamy mess leaking out of your gaping hole, “you’re very welcome pretty girl.” He kissed you tenderly, lightly licking at the remaining blood left on your busted lip.

A few minutes had passed and the post orgasm brain fog was finally clearing and you gasped remembering Jungwon. Lifting your head off of Heeseung’s chest and searching around the dark room panicked. Sunghoon was still kneeling in front of you and Heeseung, he was watching your panicked gaze with an amused smirk. He wasn’t stupid he knew what you remembered.

“Where is he? Wh-where is Jungown? Can I see him..please..” You asked slowly, afraid of the answer. 

A small breathless laugh left Heeseungs lips, Sunghoon moved from his place in front of you and sat next to you and Heeseung. He grabbed your chin forcing you to look to the side of the room at the dark corner. 

“Ah..pretty girl, why don’t you see for yourself.”

The big “finale” was finally being unveiled. He wasn’t lying earlier when he told you he wanted to break so all you would ever need is them. 

What? What was he talking about? Jungwon was here? Squinting your eyes to adjust to the darkness you saw him. Sunghoon smiled widely watching your eyes slowly widen with realization, your mouth dropped open and you screamed. The room was spinning, all the air knocked out of your lungs as you felt the bile rise in your throat as you cried and wailed against Heeseung, but he kept his grip tight on you. 

You wish they would have just killed you, death would have been better than this. 

Jungown sat in a wooden chair smiling in your direction softly, holding a camcorder. His eyes trained on the tiny camcorder screen before finally looking at you. 

“What’s wrong bunny, aren't you happy to see me?”

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DAMN IM SO FUCKING EXCITED NOW

𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥'𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬' 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐲 | 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐱 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐫

RELEASE DATE: Friday, 21st June 2024 (subject to change)

PAIRING: non!idols enha hyung line x fem!reader

GENRE: 18+ (mdni), semi-college au, adulthood, reverse harem, dark themes.

WARNINGS: mentions of christianity, profanities, smoking, mention of drugs, alcohol consumption, violence, blood, murders, yandere & tsundere, manipulation, corruption, toxicity, heavy angst, dubcon themes, unprotected sex (no!), dom hyung line (rip), name calling, degradation, possible voyeurism, mild bondage, gagging, choking, blowjob, fingering, edging, manhandling, spitting kink, orgasm denial, crying, squirting, creampies, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, threesomes (twice), more to be added....

TEASER WORD COUNT: 1.3k

PART 1, PART 2, PART 3.1, PART 3.2, PART 4, PART 5

✘ SERIES MASTERLIST ✘

The passage of time appears to be slowing down, with the red neon luminosity encompassing you gradually fading into a blur, while the bright sign of 'exit' ahead remains a beacon to your fortitude, but your quest to the road of freedom grows languid as the eventual exertion dawns on your body.

Tears welling in your lower eyelids are a recrudescence of terror, parallel to your inner turmoil that remains unabating, and you feel as though it is eating you alive from the inside, dwindling the hope you so desperately clutch onto.

Your ears perk up at the sound of familiar, heavy-booted steps from not far behind you, eliciting a forlorn cry from you before you force your weary body to pick up the speed, despite the unknown yet lethal substance streaming through your every fibre and taking its major effect on your whole being.

No, this is not how you imagined facing your demise. You never would have thought that one of your worst nightmares had manifested itself and plunged into your reality.

Your skull is throbbing painfully, with blood seeping from the fresh wounds that trickle down the side of your face, while your heart aches tremendously. A sob emerges from the back of your throat before waterworks cascade down on you, but you refuse to allow yourself to die tonight, not when you’re nearly getting the taste of freedom.

Before you know it, you use the force of your body to push the door open as it swings outward violently, and you continue to run on the asphalt ground, having no clue of your current location, while your heaving chest is starting to hurt with how ragged your breathing is that mingles with the sobs.

“Please.” You choke out, your tearful eyes blurring your vision, while you feel as though more needles are piercing into your skull. “Please let all of this be a nightmare.” You manage to whisper in between broken sobs, nearly succumbing to the hyperventilation that renders you unfocused on your surroundings as your body remains in a fight-or-flight mode.

The next thing you know, you bump into a solid chest that nearly has you staggering back if it weren’t for strong arms latching onto your trembling form. The moment your eyes meet his concerned eyes that soon blaze with anger, a frightful shriek tears from your parched throat before you push him away from you, as though he is a disease.

“Princess?” Sunghoon, whose head is fogging with confusion, frowns visibly as he sees the way you are looking at him as though he is a terrifying stranger.

The movements from Jake and Jay catch your heightened sense, prompting you to cower away from them as you back away. “Stay away from me!” You shout at them, the fear is palpable in the tremor of your voice, to which they halt their movements.

“Baby, it’s us!” Jay exclaims while trying his utmost not to give away the tempest of wrath that storms within him upon seeing the state you are in. 

“Lovely…” Jake takes cautious steps towards you, but even his loving, gentle tone is not enough to dispel the betrayal and heartbreak you are still reeling from.

“I said don’t come close to me! Please!” To see you hyperventilating as you sob hard hits them in the face, but what pains them is the terror you exhibit right now because they never wanted you to fear them as though they would really hurt you.

You turn around with the intention to run from them, but this time, Heeseung’s figure is a hindrance as he blocks your way. His hands find their way to hold you firmly while you attempt to thrash and struggle in his captivity.

“Let go of me!” You become relentless, your fear is now eclipsed by anger that stems from the fresh betrayal.

Despite the confusion upon seeing the blazing anger in your crystalline eyes, Heeseung remains calmly collected as he holds you effortlessly yet is unable for you to escape from. “Sweetheart─”

Being utterly overwhelmed and blinded by the maelstrom of pain, betrayal, sadness, and anger, you raise your hand and bring it down to land a harsh slap to his now-stinging cheek, shocking the other three from behind.

“Do you think this is meant to be humorous to you?!” The rage in your voice is unmistakable as it sounds foreign to your ears, but your focus remains on his face as he slowly turns to look at you while you are oblivious to the raging storms in his dark eyes. “Is this really your endgame?! Once you’re satisfied after fucking me, you'll kill me?!”

Heeseung’s deadly silence only seems to fuel your wrath, and so you begin to throw punches into his chest that don't even have any effect on him. “Fight back!” You scream in between sobs, tears relentlessly streaming down your cheeks. “If you want to kill me, do it now!”

“Y/N, stop.” Jake and Jay appear from behind, intervening as they grab you away from Heeseung’s defeated grasps while you continue to struggle and fight against their strong hold valiantly despite feeling debilitated.

“What are you talking about?” Heeseung’s calm voice manages to reach your ears despite the sound of your hysteria.

“Yeah, what do you mean by killing you, lovely?” Jake asks with a frown as soon as you shoot him a glare. “We would never do such a thing─”

Miraculously, you manage to escape from their grasps, and your glaring eyes penetrate into each of them. “Don’t lie to me! I know you’re the ones who kidnapped me and brought me to this God-forsaken place, and for what? To kill me!”

“We didn’t!” Jay objects vehemently, disbelief lacing his tone. “Why would we ever want to kill you?”

“Liar!” You retort before breaking down again, the sound of your cries only fuels their anger to hunt down whoever dared to hurt you. “If you weren’t the ones back there, then how did you even know where I was?”

“I installed a tracker on your phone. It’s the reason why we managed to track your location.” Jake steps forward, his softening eyes seem to balm your hysteric nerves. “But you have to believe us, love. We would never do anything to jeopardise your life.”

You open your mouth to speak, but a whimper comes instead as you feel the familiar pain plummeting into your skull, prompting you to clutch your still-bleeding head, and Sunghoon, being the nearest to you, holds you steady against him just as your body sways lightly.

“You’re still bleeding, princess.” Sunghoon murmurs, his gentle tone and his touch send you into a whirlwind of confusion. Disappointment seeps through him as you push him away while your mind is waging a battle of internal conflict, recalling the girls’ words about them, but at the same time, your love for them remains palpable, which only makes your head spin.

“Don’t touch me.” You protest weakly as you attempt to yank your arm from Heeseung’s firm grasp, but the substances injected into you that flow in your system wholly revoke the remnants of your vitality, rendering you debilitated as you find yourself leaning into him.

Without a word, Heeseung effortlessly carries you in a bridal style, with your whole body going limp as your consciousness slips away faster than you like before the darkness welcomes you once more.

“Gather all the knights from your respective houses. We’ll be having a meeting tomorrow morning.” Heeseung orders calmly, causing the three to exchange glances. “All of them, and not a single person is to be left out.”

“You got it.” Jake gives him a firm nod.

Heeseung catches Sunghoon and Jay’s eyes, and they immediately understand his deadly intent. “Find those fuckers inside and do what you need to do. Bring their heads to me.”

FUCKKKK THIS IS SO FUCKING HOT I CANT WALK

Toxic

enhypen hyung line x school bully!reader [afab]

genre: smut

concept: you run the whole school like it's your personal playground. no one has ever tried to stop you. everyone knows that you're practically untouchable, you can do whatever you want, whenever you want, no consequences. when you take it too far, though, the results are far beyond what you ever expected.

w/c: ~8.k

warning: high school au, school bully au, reader is mean and vindictive, attempted and actual blackmail, feigned violence and assault; sexually explicit content, *non con, degradation, use of nicknames [princess, etc.], gang bang, forced bondage, gagging, oral (m. & f. receiving), throat fucking, choking, cum eating, titty fucking, filming, cumshot, *unprotected sex, squirting, creampie

The hallways in the school buildings are hardly considered narrow, with the way students are always roaming through them in packs. There’s a little bit of shoving but generally not enough to warrant a serious problem. This is why it’s such a shock to Jake when he’s suddenly tripping and ending up sprawled on the floor of the hallway, his books and folders and notes sprayed across the tile. He groans, getting to his knees on the ground, knees and hands aching from his fall. When he looks around, he sees a pair of pristine, white sneakers right in front of him. 

“You should be more careful,” you say, leaning down to look him in the eyes. Jake grimaces, familiar with your particular brand of condescending concern. “It’s so dangerous for you to be walking down the hall, not looking where you’re going. You could’ve run into me.” 

“I didn’t,” Jake informs you, making you grin. 

“I’m sorry, what did you say? That accent of yours makes it so hard to understand you,” you tease him, Jake looking away from your mocking gaze, embarrassed. 

“Y/N, leave him alone,” Heeseung says, straightening up from where he was crouched on the floor a few paces ahead, picking up Jake’s things for him. He approaches and you turn to him, a smirk on your lips, your glass nail file between your fingers. You point it at him threateningly, making him stop in his tracks. 

“Yeah, Seungie? You might wanna check that hero’s complex of yours before it gets you in trouble,” you warn him, leaning forward to poke him with the sharp point of your file. The tip nudges at the bare skin of his neck right above the knot of his tie, making him flinch back. “What? No witty comeback?” You mock him, doing it again. 

“I’m sure it was an accident,” Heeseung says, voice flat. 

“Yeah, I’m sure,” you retort. You turn back to Jake, who’s still on the floor. “What’s the matter, Australia, your legs don’t work? Get up or you’ll be late to class.” You kick him none too gently in the knee, making him flinch back. You walk away from them, shouldering your way past Heeseung, who stumbles to the side, away from you. You’re followed by a small group of cronies that you hardly go anywhere without. As soon as you’re far enough away traffic resumes in the hall and Heeseung reaches down to help Jake to his feet. 

“Bitch,” Jake mumbles under his breath in English, making Heeseung smile. “What the hell is her problem anyway?” He asks, taking the folders and notes Heeseung picked up for him. 

“What is any mean high school girl’s problem?” Heeseung replies, crouching down to help Jake gather the rest of his things. “Y/N’s just a bully. A rich, smart, bully. She can do whatever she wants because she’s student council president, gets top grades and her parents are filthy rich.” Heeseung looks at Jake, straightening his papers out. “I know you just moved here but let me assure you, mean girls are probably no different here than from Australia.” 

“Most mean girls back home don’t have so much money they can throw people to the floor without consequences though,” Jake comments, making Heeseung smile again. “She’s really that rich?” 

“She’s really that rich. Her parents practically own this place,” Heeseung says. They both straighten all the way up once Jake’s got his things in hand. “C’mon, let’s get to class or we really will be late.” On the way, Heeseung explains you to Jake. 

Not a person in this school is crazy enough to mess with you. Obviously, you have money, you have so much money your parents don’t know what to do with it. You’re an heiress and it allows you to get away with whatever you want. Granted, the school tends to cater to the filthy rich but you’re beyond most people’s conception of rich, your family donates a lot of money to the school and your mother is on the board. You could spit on these floors and the janitors would apologize to you for the state of them. It’s half the reason no one looks twice when you do things like push students around or pick fights with other girls. The consequences will always end in your favor. 

Besides all of that though, you are a model student. You’re in the top percentage of the entire school in terms of grades and you’re student council president. Whether or not you bought votes or used intimidation tactics to get that position is irrelevant because you still have it. You run fundraising campaigns and organize dances and extracurricular activities, all of which go off without a hitch. It’s annoying to everyone else how good you are at being president even though you definitely do not deserve it. 

“I don’t understand,” Jake says when the two of them get to the doorway of the classroom. Disappointingly enough, they share a class with you, since Heeseung is also at the top of the class and Jake is at the school on scholarship. He glances in and Heeseung looks at well, the two of them finding you with ease. 

You’re sitting on top of one of the desks, Yunjin in the seat while Chaewon and Sakura stand around the two of you. You’re giggling and tossing your hair, sneaker clad feet swinging back and forth. You’re unreasonably beautiful, causing you to fit in easily with the other girls you’re friends with. 

“How can someone who is so smart and pretty and good at everything be such a bully?” Jake asks, shaking his head to himself. 

“I dunno,” Heeseung admits. “I wish I did.” 

Integrating Jake into his friend group, Heeseung brings him along to study hall with him, to the back of the library where they usually sit. Sunghoon and Jay are already there, welcoming Jake into the circle easily. In the back of the library, where hardly anyone goes, they can talk freely, hang out and work on their studies. They all settle in for the study period once introduced, going about their work or sharing videos, talking about upcoming school events.

It’s barely been five minutes though when a collection of footsteps are heard approaching. It’s rare anyone approaches them since they’re a pretty secluded group of guys, and the table is even more so. It’s enough to catch all of their attention, but not before you manage to perch yourself on the edge of the table beside Sunghoon. 

“What do you want?” Heeseung asks. You turn to him, lifting a brow.

“Did I speak to you, Lee?” You ask and he rolls his eyes, leaning back in his chair. “That’s what I thought.” You turn to Sunghoon, poking a well manicured nail into his shoulder. He turns towards you, but is avoiding your eyes, gaze off to the side. “Look up, idiot. Unless you really like the view of my tits that much.” Sunghoon looks up at you, an embarrassed blush on his cheeks. “Did you do what I asked?” You ask him, tilting your head. 

“Yeah, I handled it,” Sunghoon mumbles. 

“That’s a good boy,” you mock him, patting him on the cheek. Sunghoon flinches away from your hand. “Keep it up and maybe you’ll even get a treat for all your hard work.” The other guys at the table share a disbelieving look while the girls with you giggle. “If you’re really good maybe I’ll even let you look at my tits. You’re handsome enough that I wouldn’t mind.” You pat him on the cheek again, a little harder than before, and then hop off the table. 

You leave without offering any of them another glance, clearly only having bothered to come all this way for Sunghoon. As soon as you’re gone from view the boys are on him. 

“What did she want?” Jay asks, leaning onto the table. Sunghoon huffs, tapping the end of his pen against his notebook. 

“You know how I grade for Mr. Cho sometimes, whenever his workload is too big and I have to stay late to catch the bus?” They all nod in agreement. “Well, Y/N told me she recently turned in a paper to him for Biology and told me that I was going to make sure she got a good grade.” 

“You graded them?” Jake asks, eyes wide. Sunghoon nods

“I asked to. I’m not taking Bio right now and he has like three Biology classes this semester. He gave me the ones he already read through and told me what to grade them as. I gave her a 100%.” 

“That’s why her grades are so good,” Heeseung says, shaking his head to himself. 

“No, it’s not,” Sunghoon huffs, almost reluctant to admit it. “She was going to get a 91 otherwise, she still would’ve gotten a good grade, she just wanted to make sure that she would keep her highest grade in the class. It’s total bullshit.” He leans back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest. “It’s not like the whole school doesn’t know she’s one of the smartest girls in school. Why bother forcing me to give her the highest grade?” 

“Why’d you do it?” Jay asks. “It’s not like she can do anything to you if you don’t.” 

“She can have me removed from the student council,” Sunghoon points out. Jay scoffs, rolling his eyes. “I worked my ass off to even make Treasurer, and it’s one of the few school related extracurriculars I have. If I get removed⁠—” 

“Colleges are going to think twice about accepting someone who was removed from the position of Treasurer. They’ll think you were stealing,” Heeseung points out. Sunghoon points a finger at him. Jay groans while Jake slumps down in his chair. “That’s so fucked up. She has so much power as student council president. I can’t believe she was even voted in.” 

“She bought those votes,” Jay insists. 

“Or everyone was too scared of her to let her lose,” Jake points out. “I don’t know what kind of pull she has and I doubt she could blackmail the entire class, but it sounds like she runs this fucking place. It’s no surprise she won, the whole school would’ve had to deal with her rampage otherwise and something tells me the way she treats people now, it’s her being nice.” 

“This has got to stop,” Jay tells them. “She can’t really keep getting away with this. What kind of leverage could she even have to have the whole school at her fucking feet?” 

They all shrug. At the end of the day, it’s possible no one’s stood up to you before and that’s why you’ve been ruling the school with an iron fist ever since you started. Maybe what you really need is just to be talked down to once. Just once, someone needs to stand up to you and stop you from constantly acting like you’re so much better than everyone. 

So Jay resolves to do that, after study hall, collecting his things and going back to the classroom. You’re already there, sitting on a desk with your friends, the rest of the guys chasing after Jay as he walks in. 

“Y/N!” Jay calls out and you turn away from your friends to look at him. You hop off the desk as he approaches, Heeseung, Jake and Sunghoon going to their seats to stay out of the way rather than get involved. They’re not sure what Jay intends to do but they don’t really want to get caught in the crossfire. 

“What, Park?” You say, putting your hands on your hips as he stands in front of you. The classroom is deathly quiet as you square up to him. “You got something to say, Seattle?” 

“What the hell is your problem?” Jay asks. “You walk around this school like the own the fucking place for what? Because your parents pay out a little money, because you’re the smartest girl in school, because you’re class president? That doesn’t make you special, it just makes you a bully. Leave the rest of us alone.” 

“What the hell did Hoonie say to you that’s got you so riled up?” You mock him. “I left you idiots alone for a single class period and you got some balls all of the sudden?” 

“What’re you going to do?” Jay retorts, closing the space between you, nearly standing toe to toe with you. “Hm? You don’t have anything on me. And you can’t just keep telling us all what to do. You’re just some girl, walking around like you’re some kind of princess. Get over yourself.” 

A little murmur goes through the room, students muttering around the classroom, leaning towards each other, whispering. There’s a crowd gathering at the door of the classroom while the other guys smirk at your surprised, wide eyed expression. Clearly you’ve never been spoken to like that and it does catch you a little off guard. You shuffle back a step, dropping your head. 

“Wow, Jay, you’re right,” you say, your voice small. “I guess I am kind of a bitch, aren’t I?” You lift your head, fluttering your lashes. “Did you think that little speech of yours was going to change anything though?” You ask him. Jay clenches his jaw. “You’re right that I don’t have anything on you,” you point out, reaching up to your tie, “but that can change.” 

They all watch as you pull at the knot of your tie, dragging a little further down, open the button of your shirt at your throat, tousle your hair into a mess. You even shift your blazer around, unbutton one of the cuffs of your blazer, and scuff your shoes against one another. The icing on the cake is when you lift a hand and slap yourself across the cheek, even startling Jay into flinching back. When you look back at him, you’ve built up tears in your eyes. 

“I’m so sorry, Jay. I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you!” You cry, tears on your lashes, clutching your cheek. “Please, I didn’t mean it. Please don’t hit me again!” 

“I didn’t even touch you!” Jay insists while Jake jumps to his feet. 

“Are you serious? We all saw you do that!” Jake points out. 

“You think it fucking matters what you saw me do?” You tell them, dropping your hand from your face. “You think my parents are going to give a shit about what some boys are saying they saw me do? You think anyone is gonna care about what some boys have to say against the word of a sweet, innocent girl?” You tell them, lifting a brow. “I don’t think so.” 

“We’re all here,” Sunghoon points out, he and Heeseung standing as well. “Anyone could’ve taken a video of that little show you just put on.” 

“Don’t worry, I did,” Yunjin says, holding her phone up. They all look over. “Smile for the camera, boys. Move in a little closer, would you? I want to make sure Y/N is in frame.” Sakura and Chaewon wrap themselves around you, gently cradling you. 

“Are you okay? I can’t believe they would do that to you!” Sakura lays on. 

“You’re not hurt, are you?” Chaewon cries.

“This is bullshit,” Heeseung says, stepping towards you. You pop a couple more buttons on your blouse and drop to the floor right underneath him. He takes a staggered step back while you pretend to cower. 

“Please, Heeseung, don’t! Please, don’t touch me. I promise I won’t tell anyone if you just leave me alone!” You cry out. Yunjin lowers the phone and you climb back to your feet, brushing yourself off. They all stare at you with a mixture of shock and horror, that you would go to such lengths. “Now imagine what would happen if, per say, Yunjinnie uploaded any of those clips online. Imagine what I look like, a poor defenseless girl, crying out for help, begging you not to hurt her anymore. Oh, it wouldn’t look very good for you, would you?” 

“You can’t prove we did anything to you,” Sunghoon points out. 

“Do I need to? You’re a bunch of boys and I’m just one, scared girl,” you point out, smirking at them. “Any of those videos go online and everyone’s gonna think Jay hit me and Heeseung tried to assault me. And there you two are, their best friends, standing idly by while I cry out, begging them not to touch me,” you mock them, putting on a whiny voice for effect. Sunghoon scoffs. “I don’t need any proof. Who do you think my parents are going to believe?” 

“And the rest of the school?” Jake asks, nodding to the rest of the room. 

“Yeah, you think anyone in this room is going to stand by you?” You retort. You turn towards the room at large, and everyone turns away. Everyone acts like they have no idea what’s going on while Yunjin spins her phone between her fingers, grinning at them. You turn back to them. “You got nothing!” You tell them. “Face it, you don’t win,” you warn them. “I do.” 

“She’s fucking sick,” Jake complains, the four of them on the wall outside the school after hours. Heeseung shakes his head while Jay paces around, Sunghoon leaning against the wall beside Heeseung. “I can’t believe she’d do that. I mean, of all the twisted things she’s clearly capable of, she’d frame you for assaulting her?” 

“Y/N doesn’t fuck around,” Sunghoon comments. “She’s worse than we thought. At this point, if any of us even think about going near her, she’s just going to drop to the floor, mess herself up and cry wolf until she’s got enough video of all of us supposedly trying to attack her that she could blackmail us until we’re 30.” 

“She cannot keep getting away with this!” Jay decided, spinning on his heel to look at them. “I mean, she’s just one person. How fucking powerful can she be?” 

“I dunno, how many millions of views do you think that clip of me “assaulting her” would get?” Heeseung says, complete with air quotes. “Next thing you know, she’s going to hike up her skirt and flash her fucking panties to the camera to make it more convincing,” he huffs, shaking his head. “I can’t even get within a meter of her now.” 

“You know how they say bullies become bullies because they were bullied?” Jake says and they all glance up at where he’s sitting on the wall. “I don’t think that’s the case. I think Y/N is really that sick in the head.” 

“Maybe if she was, she wouldn’t be so horrible,” Sunghoon comments and Heeseung chuckles.

“Taste of her own medicine,” Heeseung offers, making Sunghoon laugh softly. Jay’s head whips up and he snaps his fingers, catching their attention. 

“That’s it!” He says. “She needs a taste of her own medicine.” 

“We’re not bullies. And we can’t bully her, she’s a freak,” Sunghoon points out. “Clearly, she doesn’t give a shit about anything, as long as she’s winning. She’ll do anything to make sure everyone knows that she’s the one in charge around here. And again, we can’t get near her. If we do, she’s sure to make a scene about it.” 

“Then let her,” Jay suggests. 

“What the hell are you talking about?” Jake asks, planting his hands on the edge of the wall, leaning towards him. 

“Her whole gimmick is that we’re attacking her. So, why don’t we attack her?” Heeseung lifts an unconvinced brow. “I mean, we don’t have to go through with it, we just have to scare her into thinking we’ll really do it. A taste of her own medicine?” Jay says, a smile pulling at his lips. He walks closer to them, leaning in. Jake hops down from the wall to get into the huddle. “Think about it. She wants to win. She thinks she’s fucking invincible, that she can win no matter what. If we take that away from her she might actually stop.” 

“So, we act like we’re going to assault her?” Jake asks and Jay nods decisively. “I dunno, that seems pretty risky. Especially since her friends are always around. If we lean into it, Yunjin’s gonna have that phone on us in a second.” 

“Not always,” Sunghoon says, lifting a finger. “Actually, she came to me alone that day, about the paper.” They all look at him. “It was after hours, after the school council meeting. None of her friends are on the school council.” 

“And she can’t avoid you during school council meetings either, since you’re the treasurer,” Heeseung points out. Sunghoon waves his hand to point the finger at Heeseung. 

“Bingo.” 

“When is the next school council meeting?” Jay asks eagerly. 

“Next Friday,” Sunghoon says. 

“Next Friday it is.” 

“Anyone have anything else?” You ask the room, sitting at the top of tables pushed together to make one long table down the middle of the room. A murmur goes through the room, mumbles between other members to the council but no one brings anything else up. “Alright. Then that’ll be the end of the meeting today. We’ll reconvene next Friday, same time?” Everyone nods in agreement and you fold your folder closed. “Meeting adjourned.” 

Everyone else starts to pack up their things quickly, spilling out the door and down the hall. Out in the hall, Heeseung, Jay and Jake are waiting next to the entrance to the boy’s bathroom. Jay keeps an eye on the doorway of the meeting room, Jake glancing down the hall as everyone walks away. It takes a couple of minutes but Jay elbows Heeseung when the door closes softly, letting them know that you and Sunghoon are alone in the room. 

“What do you what?” You say, putting your school bag on the table, Sunghoon walking back towards you from the door. “An apology? Forget it.” You tell him, closing your bag and hanging it on your shoulder. Sunghoon stops next to the table, crossing his arms over his chest, hip resting against the table. 

“You don’t have to apologize,” Sunghoon tells you. “You just have to stop bullying everyone and tell Yunjin to delete those videos.” You scoff, rolling your eyes. “I’m serious. If you do that… we’ll forget any of this ever happened.” 

“Oh, are you being nice?” You mock him, Sunghoon pursing his lips at you. “That’s cute,” you tell him, walking around him, towards the door. “I’m not going to listen to you or your little friends and I’m not gonna have Yunjin delete those videos.” Sunghoon turns to watch you walk away. “I think you guys need a constant reminder of who exactly is in charge around here,” you throw over your shoulder, grabbing the doorknob. 

You pull the door open, only to step back in surprise when you see Heeseung, Jay and Jake standing there. They advance on you, causing you to walk backwards, away from them. Jake closes the door behind them, locking it behind them. Your eyes widen while Sunghoon walks around the tables to stand behind you. 

“Who, exactly, is in charge around here?” Sunghoon asks, and you turn around to look at him. “Because I’m starting to think it’s not you.” 

“Don’t. Don’t any of you dare,” you warn him, pointing a finger at Sunghoon. “I swear to God, if any of you even touch me⁠—” 

A hand grabs the back of your blazer, pulling you backwards. You stumble backwards, your school bag dropping off your shoulder into the floor. You turn, trying to push them off of you, but they’re all too big, bigger and broader and stronger than you. Your blazer is pulled off by a few hands and then you’re being sat down on the edge of the table, your thighs forcibly pulled open. You open your mouth to scream only for a hand to be cupped over your mouth, keeping you quiet as you’re pinned down to the table. 

“Is this what you were worried I was going to do to you?” Heeseung mocks you, standing in front of you. Jake is holding your right side while Jay is holding your left, Sunghoon’s hand over your mouth. “Is this what you were scared of?” He touches the knot of your tie, slowly untying it. 

You thrash under their hands, trying to get them off of you as Heeseung unties your tie, letting it hang around your neck. Then he starts in on your buttons, slipping button after button out of their holes, your white button down slowly parting further and further. 

“What was it that you said about your tits to me?” Sunghoon mocks you, talking into your ear. Jake laughs while you whine into the hand over your mouth. Heeseung untucks your shirt from your skirt, unbuttoning it the rest of the way to reveal the tank top you’re wearing underneath it. 

“Oh, that’s too bad,” Jay says, looking at you. “I think that has to come off, what do you think, hyung?” 

“Couldn’t agree more,” Heeseung says, pushing you down onto the table. They manhandle you down onto the table, Sunghoon’s hand leaving your mouth so they can pull your shirts off. 

“Stop! Stop! Let go of me!” You cry out, trying to get them off of you. Your tank top is all but ripped over your head, revealing your bra to them. “Stop it! You sick fucks, let go of me! If you fucking touch me⁠—!” 

“She’s still got an attitude problem,” Sunghoon comments. 

“I can fix that,” Jay says. Heeseung takes over holding you down while Jay shoves his hands under your skirt. You scream, causing Jake to cover your mouth, muffling your shouts. Underneath your skirt, Jay pulls your panties down your hips, down your legs and off of you. “Take your hand off, Jake.” Jake pulls back, and Jay shoves your own panties into your mouth, almost making you choke. “There we go. She can’t make any noise while her mouth is full.” 

“Good idea, Jay,” Heeseung agrees. “Keep her nice and quiet while we play.” You whine around the fabric in your mouth, trying to squirm out from underneath them. “Oh, don’t worry, pretty girl. We’re gonna take good care of you.” 

Maybe their original idea was to not go through with it, just to scare you a little, but there’s a palpable change in the air as soon as you’re half undressed underneath them, your panties crammed in your mouth. All of them share a look, too satisfied by what you look like, helplessly writhing against the desk, trying to get them off of you, to back out now. If they wanted to just scare you, they would stop now but they don’t plan on it. 

“Hand me her tie,” Jake says and Sunghoon grabs it, handing it over. “Jay, you and hyung sit her up.” They do as he asks and Jake gets behind you, pulling your hands behind your back. You squirm in his grip, trying to get him off of you but Jake holds tightly to your wrists, looping your tie around your wrists, knotting them tightly together at the small of your back. You whine and scream into the fabric in your mouth as Jake binds you up. “Much better. Now she’s gonna be a good girl for us.” 

“Can’t go anywhere now, can you?” Heeseung mocks you. He and Jay both shove you off the table, throwing you to the ground. You struggle to roll into your back, hands already aching from being tied up so tightly, pressing down into the tile of the classroom floor beneath you. The tile is freezing against the exposed skin of your torso, only in your bra and skirt, sneakers still on. They stand over you, smirks on their faces. 

“Now this I could do with a video of,” Sunghoon comments, making them laugh. “School princess finally gets in over her head.” He crouches down next to you, turning your head so you have to look at him. “What I asked doesn’t seem so bad now, does it?” 

You whimper, utterly trapped. 

“Get her back on the table. I don’t want to take her on the floor,” Jay comments and the four of them manage to pick you back up, placing you on the table. Sunghoon holds you by the shoulders, your knees over the edge of the table. You try to kick out, which of course only frustrates them, causing Heeseung and Jake to hold you down as Jay pulls your skirt down your legs. “Keep it up, princess. See where it gets you,” Jay mocks you, tossing your skirt away once he gets it down your legs, Heeseung and Jake moving to instead spread your legs for him. You scream into the fabric in your mouth, trying to get away from him. 

“Wait,” Jake says and you blink up at him, hopeful. Tears are gathering on your lash line and Jay hesitates, his hands on his belt buckle. “Let me go first. I wanna eat her pussy before you fuck her.” You drop your head against the table, moaning helplessly while Jay grins. 

“Yeah, alright,” he agrees. Jake hops down from where he was on the table, Jay holding your legs down with Heeseung instead. You’re fully exposed to them, your chest rising and falling rapidly as you try to hold back your sobs, completely at their mercy. 

“She’s already wet,” Jake laughs as soon as he gets between your legs. You whine when he touches your cunt, trying to flail to no avail. Sunghoon laughs above you, looking down at you. 

“Slut,” he accuses. “Is this why you were so intent on acting like we were going to come after you? Did it get you off? Did it turn you on, the idea of us finally having enough of your bullshit?” You shake your head, uselessly. 

“Filthy fucking whore, getting off on being used,” Jay says. 

“Oh, Heeseung don’t touch me,” Heeseung mocks you, “you’d like that, wouldn’t you? Filthy slut. Is that why you dropped to the floor at my fucking feet.” 

“She was just trying to get to your cock,” Sunghoon adds, laughing at you. 

“Pussy’s so fucking wet. You like it, don’t you? When we call you a nasty little slut, huh?” Jake comments, pushing two fingers inside of you. You moan, head thrown back against the table. “Yeah, listen to her fucking moan. She knows what the fuck she is.” He lowers his head down to your cunt, sucking hard on your clit. You shake underneath him, thrashing wildly but Heeseung and Jay’s grip on your legs is just too tight. 

“Don’t bitch, take what Jake’s giving you,” Jay warns. 

“You’re lucky you’re gonna fucking come at all. Don’t complain,” Heeseung adds, fingers so tight around your knee and thigh you think you might bruise. It’s hard to focus on their words though because Jake is being ruthless. 

He rams his fingers inside of you, licking wetly over your cunt, over and over again, sucking at your clit and your labia, an erratic pattern that is clearly not for you, but for him. The only reason Jake’s even eating your cunt is because he wants to taste you, he doesn’t give a fuck about if you come or not, he just wants to suck at your clit until you’re gushing with slick. The wet sounds of your pussy fill the room, making the others laugh. 

“Listen to that fucking pussy,” Heeseung laughs. 

“You can’t get enough of being used, can you?” Sunghoon mocks. “Nothing but a pretty set of holes for us?” He lets go of your shoulders, to instead get up on his knees and unbuckle his slacks. “You know, now that I’m thinking about it, I think there’s a better use for that mouth,” he comments, pushing his slacks down to free his hard cock from the confines of his slacks. 

“Oh please, use her fucking mouth,” Jay laughs. “Someone’s gotta teach her how to use that fucking tongue for something useful.” He reaches over to help Sunghoon, removing the fabric from your mouth, soaked with your spit now. You gasp for air, only to moan loudly as Jake shoves a third finger into your cunt, stretching you open. 

“Yeah, open that pretty mouth for me,” Sunghoon tells you, pressing his fingers into the hinge of your jaw. Your jaw opens wider, allowing him the space to push his cock into your mouth. You whine around him, trying to breath through the way he fills your mouth, past your tongue, tip hitting the back of your throat. You gag around him, but he pays it no mind as tears well in your eyes, spilling down the sides of your face as he begins to fuck your throat. 

Thoughts abruptly leave your head as they use you, your legs still forcibly spread open by Heeseung and Jay’s hands. The heavy weight of Sunghoon in your mouth causes you to focus as much as you can on breathing, only disrupted by the harsh battering of Jake’s long fingers into you. He fucks your pussy so hard your eyes roll back, more and more slick gushing out of you as he keeps going, sucking at your clit, sending mind numbing waves of pleasure through you. 

“She’s gonna come,” Jake says, pulling back to lick his lips. “She’s fucking close. C’mon, princess, come for us. Give us that first pretty orgasm.” You whine around the cock in your mouth, Sunghoon’s hand on your throat. Jake curls his fingers up, making you almost scream around him. Sunghoon presses down, choking you on his dick. When he pulls out, you gasp for air. 

“Fuck, fuck!” You scream out, head thrown down against the table. “No, no, no,” you whine, trying to fight it off, not wanting to come for them. 

“Don’t fight it, baby, you’re so close,” Heeseung teases you. “So fucking close for us. Let’s see that pretty pussy come for us.” 

“Don’t you want us to make you feel good?” Jay mocks you. You shake your head, trying to stave it off but Jake fucks his fingers in faster, sucks on your clit harder, until you’re coming. 

You spill over his fingers, whimpering through it. He keeps fucking you through the orgasm, pushing more and more slick and cum out of you. It drips onto the table beneath you, running towards the edge. When he pulls his fingers out a gush of liquid comes with it. You go completely lax against the table, too tired to fight back anymore. Heeseung and Jay let you go, climbing off the table. 

“Who wants a turn?” Jake says, licking your cum off of his fingers. 

Heeseung gestures to you, giving Jay the room to stand between your legs. Jake climbs up onto the table while Jay unbuttons his slacks, Sunghoon pressing his fingers into the hinge of your jaw again, forcing your mouth open. You can’t do anything but comply already fucked out from your first orgasm. He pushes his cock into you while Jake straddles your waist, reaching under you to unclasp your bra. 

He can’t take it off but it falls away from your breasts, revealing them to him. Jay shoves his slacks out of the way, grabbing your knees to hoist them over his shoulders. You whine at the stretch but are powerless to stop him, mouth stuffed with cock. Sunghoon keeps himself steady over the top of you with a hand on your neck and the table, fucking into your throat while Jake unbuttons his own slacks, pushing them down so he can get his dick out. 

Jay pushes into you in one quick thrust, making you moan around the cock in your mouth, filling you up. Jake’s hands fondle your breasts, toying with your sensitive nipples, pinching and pulling at them until they’re pert and pebbled under his fingers. He then places his hard cock right in the valley of your breasts, pushing them together so he can fuck between them. You whimper at the feeling of his hard cock rubbing over your chest, leaving a trail of wetness across your tits and collarbone. 

“Smile for the camera, princess,” Heeseung teases and you sob around the cock in your mouth. He’s filming you being absolutely wrecked, his three best friends using your body to get off. You can feel Jay pounding your wet pussy, the wet sounds of his hips slapping against your already used cunt through the sound of blood rushing in your ears. Jake’s fingers are spread out around your tits, cupping them to keep them pressed together so he can fuck your chest. Sunghoon is all over you, the smell and taste of him invading your senses as he smothers you with his cock, over and over, your throat spasming around his dick. 

“What a good little whore you’re being for us,” he adds, walking up and down the table so he can get a good shot of all the ways you’re being used. “Taking all those cocks in your wet holes. Jakey’s even fucking your pretty tits. Gotta make good use of all you, baby.” Jake spits on your chest, sliding slowly down between your breasts to lubricate the slide along with all the precum he’s leaking onto your skin. “Now imagine what people would say if this little video got out.” 

“Imagine what people would think about the school’s princess letting us use her pretty little body, moaning like fucking a slut.” Jay slaps the outside of your thigh, making you whimper. 

“Fuck, I’m gonna come,” Sunghoon moans. “Her throat’s so fucking tight around me.” He presses down on your neck, making you choke, tightening up around the tip of him. “Yeah, that’s a good girl. Swallow around that cock, make me come. Make me fill that pretty mouth with cum.” 

You whine in protest but it’s useless. You’re quite literally bound and gagged, you couldn’t fight them off if you tried. All you can do is try to swallow around the cum that floods your mouth when Sunghoon releases down your throat. You can’t manage it, some of it spilling out of your mouth, down the sides of your face, into your hair. You gag on it, causing him to pull out, letting you finally breathe. 

It doesn’t last long though because your cold, spit soaked panties are shoved back into your mouth to keep you quiet. You whine around the gag, writhing out of protest. Sunghoon puts his hand on your throat, leaning over you. 

“Keep whining, all you’re gonna get is another cock down your throat. You wanna gag on someone else’s cum?” He mocks you, making you shake your head. “That’s what I thought.”

“C’mon, c’mon, c’mon,” Jay chants to himself, jaw clenched as he leans over the top of you, fucking down into your pussy. “Oh shit. Shit, hyung, c’mere. I think she’s gonna squirt on me,” he calls out and Heeseung brings the phone over to watch. 

You can feel it too, the building pressure in your pelvis, Jay’s cock rubbing against your walls just right, your cunt leaking profusely. You whine desperately, trying to thrash around, but you can’t move around much with the way Jake’s still fucking your tits, Jay’s hands on your thighs. All you can do is take it, succumbing to the pleasure that rolls through you in waves. You scream around the fabric in your mouth when Sunghoon reaches over to rub your clit. 

“You gonna squirt, princess? Make a mess for us?” Sunghoon says, rubbing his fingers back and forth over your clit while Jay fucks messily into you. “So fucking close, aren’t you? So close.” 

You pant around the fabric in your mouth, arching as best you can underneath Jake’s body as your body lets go without your permission. Jay pulls back as clear fluid squirts out of your cunt, spraying the three of them. They laugh while Heeseung tries to get a good angle of it, the spray light but still clearly visible. 

“That’s it! Our own personal little pornstar, aren’t you!?” Jay mocks you, shoving his cock back in once it’s subsided. You cry out, your cunt sucking him back in, squirt and slick trickling down your taint and onto the table, dripping to the floor. “Make me fucking come inside your pretty pussy. Let’s make this video good, huh?” He fucks you hard, chasing his orgasm, making you gasp through every hard thrust. 

“I’m gonna come. I’m gonna come all over her fucking tits,” Jake says, finally sliding his cock out from between your breasts. He fists himself, stroking quickly over his cock, squeezing at the tip as he goes. You look down at your body, seeing Jake’s aching red cock in hand and he smirks at you. “Yeah, you wanna see it, don’t you, princess? You want to see me come all over you?” He throws his head back, moaning as he finally comes. 

White, milky cum spurts all over your tits, up to your collarbones and into your hair, but most of it is concentrated on the top of your breasts. It spurts over your nipples, trickles over the swell of your breasts, sliding down the sides, and down towards your stomach. You whimper at the warm feeling of his release as Jake strokes himself, dripping all over you until he’s spent. 

Jay comes inside of you shortly thereafter, filling you with a wet, stickiness that makes you sob. It floods inside of you until you feel fuller than ever, Jay slowly pulling out, his cum slowly dripping out of you. Jake climbs off of you to join the others between your legs, Heeseung handing the phone off to Sunghoon. 

“Make it good, hyung,” Sunghoon says, adjusting the phone to get a good angle. Jay hops up onto the table so he can touch your clit, Heeseung shoving into you nearly as soon as his slacks are far enough down to get his cock out. You’re too tired to scream, your body aches from being used, your mouth is dry from the fabric of your panties in your mouth. All you can feel is an aching pleasure from between your legs as Jay rubs over your clit, Heeseung mercilessly pounding into your cunt. 

You let out breathless little moans at the crest of every brutal thrust, Heeseung having pushed your legs up towards your chest so he can fuck down into you again. 

“Oh, I see what you mean, Jay. She’s gonna squirt again, all over this fucking cock,” Heeseung groans out. Jay double his efforts, rubbing your clit harder and faster, your moans getting louder and higher. “C’mon, baby, show us what this pretty cunt can do.” You can feel it, rising to the surface faster and easier than before, already having squirt once. Your eyes roll back as you let go. 

“Oh shit!” Jake laughs as Heeseung backs away, a spray of squirt leaving your cunt. Sunghoon has to pull back to make sure it doesn’t get on the phone, the spray of squirt considerably more than last time. Jay keeps touching your clit, Heeseung shoving back inside to keep fucking you. Over and over again your cunt squirts messily, getting on their clothes and all over your hips and thighs, dripping onto the table until you physically can’t anymore, your wet cunt clenching up around him. 

“God, with a show like that, we could make money off of this video,” Sunghoon laughs. “Princess really is like a pornstar.” 

“Our own personal little pornstar,” Heeseung groans, fucking into you. His button up is splashed with your squirt, turning it translucent in some spots. “Don’t give up on me now, baby. Make me cum inside, give us a good little finale.”

You whimper, coming wetly around him, the tight press of your cunt around the heavy weight of his cock sending you over the edge. You’ve never squirt like that before, you didn’t even know you could, but you can feel how wet you are, all over your thighs, nearly to your knees. Heeseung follows you over the edge, making you choke out a dry sob, another thick load of cum filling you.

“That’s it, baby. Take all that fucking cum in that filthy fucking pussy,” Heeseung moans. When he pulls out it drips out of you, adding to the mess of fluids on the table beneath you. He sighs, reaching down to tuck himself back into his slacks while Sunghoon moves to get a good shot of your leaking cunt. 

Jay crawls up the table, rolling you onto your side so he can undo the tie around your wrists. Once released he leaves you to lie sprawled out on the table, jumping down and tossing your tie to the side, near where your other clothes have been discarded on the floor. Jake walks around to the top of the table, leaning over you. 

He plucks your panties from your mouth, letting you gasp for air, little moans leaving you as you try to recover from the relentless onslaught of what they did to you. 

“Did you learn your lesson, princess?” Jake asks. “Because if not, we can always teach you again.” You close your eyes with a soft sob, Jake tossing your panties with your other clothes. 

You don’t see them leave, just hear the sound of their footsteps and the door closing behind them. 

You don’t speak a word to anyone about what happened on Friday. It’s not about your safety, it’s about your reputation. Your parents would kill you if they knew you had let a bunch of boys take advantage of you like that. Besides, you can’t tell your girlfriends, they wouldn’t be able to help you. All they would want to do is release the clips and that’s sure to piss them off. No, you have to keep this to yourself. You have to. 

When you go to school on Monday you’re uncharacteristically quiet. You hardly even speak to the girls, who keep asking if you’re okay, was the weekend rough, did something happen? You don’t say anything, you keep that all to yourself. 

When you get to class, you stop in your tracks just inside the doorway. They’re all sitting at their desks, chatting and laughing, like Friday didn’t even happen. You swallow, only startled into moving when someone bumps into your back. You shuffle into the room, going straight for your desk without looking anyone in the eye. 

“Hey,” Jake says, nudging Jay in the shoulder. They all look, seeing you. You’re not looking at them, you’re not looking at anyone, all bundled up in your blazer, shuffling around in your school bag.

What you don’t know is that they snatched your phone information before they left, so Sunghoon pulls his phone out, sending you a text. You flinch when your phone goes off, making Jay snort. Slowly, you pull your phone out, checking the messages. 

Unknown Number: it’s sunghoon

Unknown Number: turn around, princess

Reluctantly, you turn towards them. They nod to you, Heeseung lifting his phone to wave it at you. You eye the device, knowing exactly what’s on it. He lifts a brow, smirking. 

“Good morning, class,” your teacher says, announcing his arrival. You turn towards the front, away from them as the class responds in kind. They all settle down in their seats as well, the teacher already launching into what you all can expect for the week. 

When your phone goes off during class you hesitantly, discreetly, check it. It’s another text message.

Unknown Number: its heeseung

Unknown Number: [video attached]

You don’t watch the video until you’re alone, in the girl’s bathroom, after class. You lock yourself in the stall, fingers trembling as you click the attachment. 

Your own muffled whimpers meet your ears, cupping a hand over your mouth as you watch yourself squirt on Heeseung’s cock, Jay’s fingers on your clit while Jake laughs. You squirted so much, all over the place, splashing on Heeseung’s shirt and Jay’s blazer, all over your legs and the floor. 

Heeseung: hope you told yunjin to delete those videos. unless you want to have a repeat performance, of course. our little pornstar.

a/n: *the above work depicts non con and unprotected sex. both of these are incredibly dangerous acts. i urge you to take steps to protect yourself from dangerous individuals that are depicted in the work above and to remember to engage in safe sex practices like the use of condoms and contraceptives otherwise. additionally, the way the reader feigns being attacked is a manipulative tactic that i do not condone and is not a social commentary ; wow, that was a lot. that was... a lot. i've never written a literal gang bang before but it was kind of a fun challenge. i hope you enjoyed!

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Tired - P.SH

❛ helping him de-stress after a concert because he was "tired" ───

warnings : smuttt, mdni, oral (m!receiving), fingering, cum eating, unprotected sex, creampie, if i missed smth lmk! wc : 844 words

"Fuck, Yn…" Sunghoon moans as you were sucking his dick. "You're so good at this." He grabs a fistful of your hair, his hands sending a shiver down your spine, making you look up at him. Seeing how his eyes are half-lidded with pleasure, the way his mouth is parted, the way his breath comes in ragged gasps. "Come on, baby, suck it harder…"

You obey, your lips tightening around him as you bob your head up and down, feeling the hot, wet walls of his throat massaging the sensitive underside of his cock. You can taste the precum on your tongue, the salty taste of it mixing with the sweat and the sound of his moans. You love how he tastes, how he feels, how much control he has over your body.

Sunghoon's hands grip your hair tighter, his fingers digging into your scalp, but it only serves to heighten the sensation. You glance up at him again, watching as he tosses his head back, exposing the long, graceful column of his throat, his chest rising and falling rapidly with each breath. You can see the tension building in his body, the way his muscles tense and relax, the way his hips begin to thrust into your mouth.

With one final thrust, he cries out, his hips bucking wildly as he comes, filling your mouth with his cum. "Swallow it for me, baby," he whispers, his voice barely above a whisper as he slides his cock from your mouth.

You quickly swallow the rest of his seed, relishing the taste of him on your tongue. He reaches down, cupping your cheek in his rough hand, and pulls you up into a kiss. His lips are soft and demanding all at once. He could taste himself on your tongue, and it only makes him want more. His tongue pushes past your lips, tangling with yours as his free hand finds its way under your skirt, teasing you by drawing circles on your soaked panties.

He slids in 2 fingers, feeling you wet and ready for him. You arch your back into his touch, your nails digging into his shoulder as he thrusts his fingers in and out of you. He groans, the sound vibrating against your lips. "That's it, baby. Take it." He pulls his fingers out, only to slide them back in again, this time curling them deeper, finding your sweet spot that makes you cry out.

Your moans mingle with his, your bodies moving in perfect rhythm as he fingerfucks. You feel yourself building to a climax, your muscles tensing, your breath coming in ragged gasps. He can feel it too, and it only makes him go faster, harder. His other hand grips your hip, guiding you up and down on his fingers, his thrusts matching your movements.

Sunghoon's hips buck against you, his cock rubbing against your thigh, and suddenly he pulls his fingers out of you, only to line his tip up at your entrance. You feel him pushing, slowly but surely, and with one hard thrust, he's inside you. You cry out, the pain mixing with the pleasure as he fills you completely. He holds still for a moment, letting you adjust to his size before beginning to move.

"Fuck baby, you're so fucking tight." Sunghoon growls, his hips beginning to move with a steady rhythm. He pulls you up onto your hands and knees, his thrusts deep and powerful, hitting your cervix. Your body responds instinctively, meeting his movements. He slides a hand between your body, cupping your breast, pinching the nipple between his fingers.

You clench around him, feeling every inch of him inside you. His other hand massaging your other breast . You arch your back, moaning loudly as he hits your g-spot inside you. He spanks your ass, driving you both closer to the edge. The sound of your skin slapping together, his harsh breathing, and the wet, rhythmic sounds fill the room.

You feel yourself creaming his cock as you cum, your body shuddering with the force of it. Sunghoon's thrusts grow harder, faster as he feels you tighten around him. His fingers dig into your hips, his other hand fisting in your hair as he holds you in place. He growls, his voice hoarse with desire, as he feels himself about to lose control. With one last thrust, he cries out, filling you completely as he comes. His hips buck wildly, driving him deeper into you as he holds himself there, panting heavily into your neck.

You collapse forward, catching your breath as he pulls out of you, his softening cock slipping free. He catches you, lowering you gently back onto the bed. He lays beside you, your sweat-slicked bodies pressed together. His fingers lazily trace circles on your back, his touch so gentle now.

"And you said you were tired." Sunghoon chuckles hearing that, the sound vibrating against your ear. "I think I've worn you out." He trails his fingers up your back, over your shoulder blade, before wrapping his arm around you.

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GIRL THIS HEESEUNG FOR DKP 😳

I JUST FELL TO MY KNEES BC FR THAT’S DKP HEE🧎🏻‍♀️

it’s giving dkp heeseung waiting patiently for his beloved y/n to bring her for their date night after railing her for the whole afternoon🗿

AHHH OK THIS SCENARIO IS JUST SELF-INDULGENT (not proofread):

“why are staring at me like that, sweetheart?” his voice sounds muffled underneath his helmet, but the intensity of his dark gaze never leave your face as he assists in securing your helmet.

“it’s just that, you’re handsome.” you manage to utter while warmth weaves across your cheeks.

“oh yeahhhhh? my beloved thinks i’m handsome?” just by the look in his eyes and his sultry tone is enough for you to discern his trademark smirk on his face. “c’mere, baby.”

with his firm hands on your waist, he pulls you closer to him while you tilt your head up for the mouth of his helmet to meet yours, kissing you.

“mmhmm what if we cancel our date night instead?” he asks, a rasp projecting in his low voice while your heart pounds against your chest as he affectionately gropes and squeezes your ass. “we could go to my place and have a small picnic in the bathroom, just me and you in the bathtub,” he drawls seductively, forcing your body to feel his apparent bulge that has your eyes widening. “and if you’re lucky enough, i’ll give you the best fuck of your life-”

“seungie, please.” you unintentionally uses the specific tone and nickname you know that triggers yet melts him. “let’s just go already.”

“okay, sweetheart.” his chuckles sound strained, but he has yet to release you.

you tilt your head to one side, staring at him with your doe eyes. “seungie?”

heeseung remains silent momentarily while his eyes darken with each passing second. “don’t give me that ‘fuck me’ look, sweetheart, unless you wanna get fucked in the parking lot here.”

“i’m not giving you any look.” you shrug your shoulders, your indifference goes straight into his twitching cock as does the way you mount his bike gracefully with the the perfect arch. “let’s go, hee.”

“fuck.” he groans lowly. “you’re gonna be the death of me, beloved.”