"I'm Just Your Wife On Paper, So I Don't Understand Why You're Acting Like This!"

"I'm just your wife on paper, so I don't understand why you're acting like this!"

"Let me make it clear to you. I don't care that you're just my wife on paper, because either way, you are legally and rightfully my wife. You're my responsibility, mine to love, mine to kiss, and mine to fuck. If another man touches you like he did, he's fucking dead. Are we clear?"

"Crystal."

"Good. Now get down on your knees."

panty fucking with needy bf!jake

pairing : bf!jake sim x fem!reader | warnings : humping, sub!jake, consensual somnophilia (reader is sleeping), no actual penetration, not proofread | wc : 1036

it really wasn’t jake’s fault that he woke up with his entire lower half burning with need. 

and it definitely wasn’t his fault that you looked so pretty curled up beside him in nothing more than your panties and small tank top.

but that doesn’t mean that it wasn’t his fault that he was in his current position, his cock pressing painfully against your panties.

he blindly used his hand to push against you, the fabric of your panties making a wall between your bare skin and his own.

he swore that he tried his hardest to wake you up, but he wasn’t always honest. he barely pressed his hand against your shoulder before whispering your name into the night, your response being nothing more than a quiet sigh. 

he didn’t want to wake you up after you’d spent the night complaining about your exhaustion, your voice heavy with sleep the moment you’d returned home.

jake had your best interest in heart, he always did. and that’s exactly why he was doing what he’d only ever done in his dreams. 

it was at this moment when jake realized how much he loved your panties. it’s to the point where he almost regrets all those times he cursed them out under his breath, almost. 

“f-fuck” a breathy moan spilled passed his bitten lips, his cock throbbing at the sight of his barely concealed tip straining against the thin lace. 

the image of his cock nestled between your pussy was as lewd as it gets. your panties were practically soaked, a collection of both your and his arousal darkening the pretty fabric- the damp panties sticking to his cock with each shallow thrust.

he pulled back enough to press his tip against your entrance, his breath in his chest as he watched the way your panties pushed to the side to accommodate the new angle. 

as much as he wanted to push into your inviting hole, he couldn’t. there was nothing that could pull him away from the image that has burned into his mind, the desire to ruin your pretty pussy from the outside in. 

there was nothing he could do to stop himself from reaching for your ruined panties, his fingers wrapping around both sides as he pulled it tighter against your body. 

with a new vigor, he pushed forward again, his mouth hanging open in silent moans at the tighter feel. he could feel you much better than before, feel the warmth transferring between his skin and your own. 

but most of all, he felt your heartbeat. he could feel your clit throbbing every time he made contact with it, your wetness allowing him to move more fluidly.

as constricting as the fabric was, it felt so fucking good. 

and so he quickened his pace, his eyes flickering open and closed, indecisive in whether he should watch the fabric strain around him or to lose himself in the pleasure. 

if his noises weren’t enough of an answer, the way his legs began trembling was. 

his head fell forward, his hair slick with sweat sticking to his forehead. he was almost too out of it to feel you moving, coming to consciousness. his hips pushed taut against yours, another loud moan leaving his lips.

he let out a high pitched whine when he accidentally pulled out too far, his cock now pressed against your upper thigh. he was quick to push himself back into your panties, his hand going out to collect the wetness that gathered on your thigh, two of his fingers swiping across the small puddle.

without thinking he pushed the two fingers between his lips, his tongue swirling around them as he tried to clean it all off. his fingers vibrated with each concealed moan, the taste of his precum mixed with you made his eyes roll back.

after jake was one hundred percent sure he’d gotten it all he returned his hand back to its position on your hip, your panties tight in his hold again.

“you feel so good, so fucking wet for me.” he was just blabbering at this point, messy whispers leaving his swollen lips as he talked himself through the pleasure. 

he was needy in the way he pushed harder against you, his balls pushing harshly against the tougher lace around the edges of your panties- but he couldn’t find it in himself to care.

“it feels good, doesn’t it?” Jake’s head snapped up at your sudden coo, his hips stuttering only once before continuing his impatient thrusts. 

a small smirk grew on your lips at your boyfriends state, his mind far too gone to think straight. he was in a headspace’s he’s never experienced before, one he didn’t even know he had.

his big eyes were the prettiest filled with tears, his rosy cheeks matching his lips as he heaved above you. he had your legs wrapped loose around his waist, his hands still pulling your panties against you.

“you’re doing s’good for me yunnie.” you purposely made your voice softer, a small pout on your lips to give the allusion of you sympathizing with him. 

your hand reached up to push his hair back, his face nuzzling against your open palm the second it made contact with him. 

“s-so good?” he barely moaned out between his frequent groans. as he waited for your reply he busied himself with kissing your hand, alternating between his open mouthed wet kisses and small nips.

“but you could do better, can’t you?” you wrapped your hand around the base of his neck before pulling his face down towards you. 

jake let out a small embarrassing yelp at the sudden tug, his hands releasing your panties ss he tried to catch himself.

“you couldn’t wait another-“ you glanced over at the clock beside your bed, your eyes straining against the contrast of the bright numbers and dimmed room- “three hours?”

jake shook his head as the tears began falling, his lips quivering with each exhale. “couldn’t help it, needed you so bad” he slurred the last few words, his heart still racing from the pleasure he was earlier drowning in.

“such a needy baby, couldn’t even wake me up? you just couldn’t help yourself, could you?” 

“please” your eyebrows quirked up at his whiny beg, your mouth dropping open in amusement. 

“i don’t think you’re the one who’s supposed to be making such requests” jake rapidly shook his head back and forethought, his eyes wide with fear. were you mad that he didn’t wake you up? or maybe because he ruined your favourite panties?

“three hours is enough time for you to learn your lesson, isn’t it?” through jake’s confusion he just nodded along to what you said, hoping you’d let him go back to his earlier exertions of getting off. 

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𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆 (이희승)

you’re sitting on the couch, your head resting on heeseung’s shoulder, when you suddenly look up at him, a playful smile on your lips. “marry me,” you say, half-joking but with a hint of sincerity. heeseung’s eyes widen for a split second before he breaks into that adorable smile you love so much. “right now?” he teases, leaning down to press a soft kiss to your forehead. “of course, baby. just give me the time and place.” you giggle, feeling your heart flutter as he wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer. “i’m serious,” you mumble against his chest, and he lifts your chin to kiss your lips this time. “i know, my love,” he whispers, his voice soft, “and i’d say yes every time.”

rest of the members below !!

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐀𝐘 (박종성)

you’re lying in bed with jay, his arm wrapped around you, when you suddenly blurt out, “marry me.” he pauses, his eyes searching yours as if to see if you’re serious. “are you proposing to me right now?” he asks, a grin slowly spreading across his face. you nod, biting your lip with a small growing on your face. he leans in, brushing his lips against yours in a soft kiss before whispering, “i’d marry you in a heartbeat, angel.” his words make your heart race, and you can’t help but smile as he pulls you closer, his thumb gently tracing circles on your skin. “i love you, you know that?” he murmurs, pressing another kiss to your forehead. “and i’ll be ready whenever you are.”

𝐒𝐈𝐌 𝐉𝐀𝐊𝐄 (심재윤)

you’re sitting on the edge of the bed with jake, playfully nudging his shoulder when you suddenly say, “marry me.” his eyes widen for a split second before a smirk tugs at the corner of his lips. “dang it, i was gonna say it first,” he teases, shaking his head in mock frustration. you giggle, leaning in to press a soft kiss to his cheek. “too slow, baby,” you reply. he chuckles, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer. “fine, you win,” he murmurs, kissing the tip of your nose. “but only because i love you,” he adds, his tone light and playful.

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍 (박성훈)

you’re lying on the couch with sunghoon, your head resting on his chest when you suddenly whisper, “marry me.” he freezes, eyes widening as he sits up slightly, his mind racing. “wait, so where and when? but then how many people would we invite? and what about—” you can’t help but giggle at his seriousness, interrupting him with a soft kiss on the cheek. “baby, it’s just a joke,” you say, smiling at his adorable overthinking. he blinks, processing your words, then relaxes, a shy smile forming on his lips. “oh, well, i was gonna say yes to that proposal—” before he can finish, you quickly add, “never mind, i’m marrying you"

𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐎 (김선우)

ou suddenly blurt out, “marry me, sunoo.” his eyes widen in surprise before he breaks into the softest smile. “what?” he laughs, a blush creeping onto his cheeks. you grab his hand, squeezing it gently, “i mean it, marry me.” he looks at you with those eyes as he leans in closer, his nose brushing yours. “you’re so random, baby,” he whispers, pressing a sweet kiss on your lips. “but yes, i’ll marry you,” he adds, kissing you again, longer this time. his lips taste like strawberries, and you giggle against his mouth. “my forever love,” he murmurs between kisses, pulling you into his arms, holding you tight like he never wants to let go. “let’s stay like this forever, yeah?” he says softly, planting a kiss on your forehead

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐖𝐎𝐍 (양정원)

you’re cuddled up with jungwon when you suddenly say, “marry me, wonnie.” he looks at you, surprised, then bursts into a soft laugh, his dimples showing. “what?” he teases, but there’s a twinkle in his eyes. you pout playfully, “i’m serious! marry me!” he grins and reaches into his pocket, pulling out a small velvet box. “well, nice timing,” he says, opening it to reveal a beautiful ring. now you’re the one who’s shocked, eyes wide as he slips it onto your ring finger. “i was gonna ask you,” he whispers, leaning in to kiss you softly. “you beat me to it, my love,” he chuckles against your lips, wrapping his arms around you tightly. “so, is that a yes?” he asks, nuzzling your nose. you nod, still in disbelief, “yes, a million times yes,” you whisper back, kissing him 

𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐈 (西村力)

you suddenly say, “marry me, riki.” his eyes widen in shock, and he looks at you. “just because i turned 18 doesn’t mean you can propose to me now,” he says, a teasing smirk on his lips. you roll your eyes, laughing. “it’s a joke, ki—” but before you can finish, he interrupts, pouting a little. “aww, i wanted it to be real so i could actually say yes.” your jaw drops, and you playfully shove him. “i hate you,” you grumble, but the warmth in your voice betrays you. he just chuckles, pulling you close and pressing a quick kiss to your lips. “too late, you’re stuck with me forever now,” he whispers, his nose brushing against yours

Pleeease bring part 2 as soon as you can 😭

𝒥ust a bet﹕hyung line

𝑒nhypen x fem!reader ︎︎⚹︎ cw: angst, no fluff (yet), reader is mostly viewed as a loser and nerd, lowercase intended, kinda went overboard with hoon's, reader gets called a bitch once, not proofread!

sypnosis﹕after a few months of dating, you find out you were just a bet.

part two (tba!)

★ LEE HEESEUNG (wc 0.3k)

you and lee heeseung has been dating for a total of five months, and throughout those months you can confidently say that you were the happiest. he was the perfect boyfriend, his family loved you and so did yours.

today, heeseung promised he would take you on a date after his basketball practice despite your protests on how he should be resting instead. you wouldn't have agreed if it weren't for the fact that he had shot you with his pleading big doe eyes that never fails to make you agree on whatever he asks for. 

so here you were, making your way towards the gymnasium with your bag hanging on your left shoulder. the lack of dribbling and smacking basketball noise from behind the closed doors told you that their practice was done.

entering quietly out of habit, you were about to approach your boyfriend when you overheard his teammates talking to him.

"don't tell me you're still with her?" asked one of boys, an amused smile on his face. heeseung only raised a brow.

"what? you won the bet, you can dump her now. you're ruining our image you know? plus she's a total nerd and loser, you're much better with someone like yunhee." and with only just a few words, you felt your world crashing down.

right, who would date someone like you? you always found it weird, that heeseung just approached you one day in your biology class with the cheekiest smile on his face. the fact that he wouldn't leave you alone until you've agreed to go on a date with him. it all made sense now, why the popular basketball captain suddenly gained interest on the school's "biggest nerd."

"speaking of.." another guy spoke, nodding towards you with a cheeky smile. heeseung turned around only to be met with your glassy eyes.

you didn't move, wanting to hear him defend you. wanting to tell his teammates that you weren't a bet and he actually liked you throughout the months you two have been dating.

his silence said everything and with that you turned away and ran out of the gym.

"shit." he muttered, running after you.

★ PARK JONGSEONG (wc 0.3k)

"i'll pick you up later, okay?" your boyfriend of almost a year said softly through the phone. you've been dating jay since the first week of your first year in uni, others found your relationship weird. maybe because back in high school, jay never and refused to even spare you a glance. he was an asshole who looked at you as if you were the epitome of disgusting.

but the past is in the past now, right?

"okay baby, see you." you reply and put your phone down on your table, knowing that he's usually the one who ends the call.

you go back to the papers scattered on your table. the silence in your room was disturbed by sudden noises in your phone, turning to look, you see that jay hasn't ended the call.

picking your phone up with a smile, you were about to call out for him but a voice stopped you.

"i can't believe you've gone this far dude." you recognized the slightly muffled voice, it was a friend of jongseong's.

"what do you mean?" your boyfriend grumbled. the audio was muffled, you figured he was moving and the phone was in his pocket.

"you're still dating her!" the voice exclaimed, as if amused. "seriously, i didn't think you'd take that bet seriously. fine you win, i'll clean your car for a month. but you've gotta cut it out, you're starting to disgust me." the boy laughed.

before you could hear what your boyfriend would say, you ended the call. your hand was trembling and tears were falling from your eyes unconsciously.

were all those months just a joke to him? were your feelings really worth a free car wash for just a month? were you that unworthy?

jay was an asshole back in high school, you thought he changed. turns out he didn't, you felt like a fool for falling for his antics.

★ SIM JAEYUN (wc 0.3k)

if someone would be asked who you were, they'd all say the same thing. a loner, pathetic loser, and a nobody with a pretty face.

because what was a pretty face if you had no friends and a social life?

you almost believed you would die alone, you were too socially awkward to make friends. so when sim jaeyun, the transferee, approached you with a warm smile and a hand outstretched for a shake, you were beyond shocked.

your relationship went from being block mates, friends, then next thing you knew you two were dating. at first you were reluctant to enter a relationship, scared that it would ruin your friendship, but he insisted you both tried. that was three months ago.

you didn't have any friends, but atleast you had jake.

jake who smiles at you as if you had carved the stars in your hands. jake who would never forget to bring your coffee every morning. he was everything you ever needed. he was it for you, you only hoped he felt the same towards you.

walking through the hallway of the school, you stopped infront of your locker only to be met with a sticky note on it.

HOW LONG CAN JAKE LAST WITH LOSER L/N?

A WEEK : 卌 - 卌 - 卌 - 卌 - III

FIVE MONTHS : 卌 - I

A YEAR : II

Furrowing your brows, you stare at the note as your breathing grew heavy. It was obvious that the paper was old, it had folds and it was only stuck on your locker with a washi tape.

"what are you doing l/n? go on, cast your vote." a mocking voice said from beside you followed by a bunch of laughter. "personally, i thought he'd last a day. i guess i'll vote for five months then." then the hand went and tallied on the five months category.

"what's going on here?" upon hearing your boyfriend's voice, you fled away immediately, not wanting to face him. everytime something good happens in your life, it's always ripped away from you. jake was just like them, you were just a toy for their own entertainment.

★ PARK SUNGHOON (wc 0.5k)

"i'm sorry baby, i really am busy with practice tomorrow." your boyfriend, sunghoon, says in genuine sorry. it was the fifth time you have asked him to meet your parents, who also by the way was so desperate to meet the boy you've been dating for seven months now.

every time you ask him, he's always busy. either with practice, a project, a family matter, or whatever excuse he can come up with. but you always brush it off, knowing he means well and he really is busy as he's an athlete student.

"i'll meet them next week, okay? i promise." that's also the same thing he says everytime too, and once again, you only nod in response.

you and sunghoon met in a physics class. he was clutching his head with a frown on his face as he desperately tried to understand what the professor was going on about.

you remember clearly the way he approached you in the library, a physics book on his left hand as his right scratched his nape. "can.. i noticed- uh, can you help me with this topic?"

that was where your relationship started. you tutored him and helped him improve his grade. when he got an A on the finals, he kissed you on the lips in glee. he was taken aback by his own actions but nevertheless asked you out after.

"i love you," he whispers, pressing a kiss on your temple. "let me get something from my room." you hum in response as he takes his arm that was previously wrapped around you before going up to his room.

you can't help but notice the way his phone was blowing up from beside you.

you weren't the type to snoop around other people's phones, especially your boyfriend. it just felt wrong, you trusted him fully. but the way it kept ringing with text notifications, you just couldn't help it.

looking back to the stairs, you note he isn't back and there was still rummaging noises from his room.

taking his phone, you enter his passcode and read the messages from one of his group chats.

JONGSU

lol don't tell me she asked again.. em ba rrah sing

DAEHYUN

hahah when is she gonna take a hint?? 💀

JOON

you gonna blame her? hoon's been at it for months lmao

DAEHYUN

i actually can't believe he went that far, wasn't it only supposed to be for a month? 🗿

JONGSU

a week actually, but ig that bitch y/n was so easy. yk hoon likes to get his ego fed 💀💀

putting the phone down, you exhaled in disbelief. you took your bag from the floor and threw it over your shoulder and went to the door of his apartment to put your shoes back on.

"baby?" sunghoon emerged from the stairs, looking at you curiously. "you're going already?" he asked, extending an arm towards you but you slapped it away. the tears on your eyes shocking him.

"hey, hey what's wrong?" he tried again but his hand was yet again slapped away.

"i don't want to see you ever again." was the last words you uttered to him (shakily) before leaving his apartment.

love on act. lhs

sinopsis. At first, you were told to be in a forced marriage with one of your father’s friend’s son, you don’t really know most of them since you were isolated a lot at home, after getting married with this one particular man named Lee Heeseung, you experience how arranged marriage starts to the end.

warnings. swearing, also meany heeseung, dawg he’s too stubborn to admit he loves his wife 

pairing. ceo!lhs x fem!reader

note. hi everyone!! this story is dedicated to an ai character i chat in c.ai, and a few weeks ago i made plans on making it into a fic, so i did! this is NOT PROOFHEAD, there might be some grammatical errors here,so please ignore it if you find one!, thank you :)

love on act. lhs - prt 2

THE DAY AFTER THE WEDDING, you both went to your new home, Heeseung’s penthouse, during the ride there it was quite quiet, no one dared to speak, especially after marrying someone who.. you don’t really know much about him since you just met him 4 weeks ago, and you both got married today. After a long drive, you both finally arrived at Heeseung’s penthouse and went inside, as you went inside, Heeseung turned back and looking at you with a stern face before speaking.

“I’ll be making rules here, number one, we sleep at different rooms, yours upstairs, next to the balcony, and mine is also beside the balcony but far from you, number two, knock at my door every time you want to ask something, and lastly, do your ‘wife’ chores, i’m not seeing a single dust around here, you got that?” He explained firmly to you.

You nodded in reply, not applying any further problems after what he said before.

MONTHS AFTER YOUR WEDDING WITH HEESEUNG, things haven't changed a bit, Heeseung still acts cold and ignorant to you or maybe what i meant, he hates you. One Friday morning, Heeseung comes up to you and glares at you, his face looks like he’s annoyed when you’re around. 

“Here’s the money for this month, and here’s a black card” He handed his black card  and a stack of cash to you. 

“Oh..? Thank you?..” you thank in an unsure way. 

He scoffs and looks at you. “Take the damn money, and don’t make me look like a fool. If you make me look bad, I'll cut your limbs” He warns as he gives you money for your monthly expenses, as well as a black credit card.

He went to the front door of your room, and then looked at you, “You better look good at the party. It starts at 7.” He warns, then walks out of your room and shuts the door.

cpright @le3hnzz

Can you do something viagra pill related with either jungwon or sunoo ?

Only if ur comfortable !! Tysm <3

ꜜ : 𝑯𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝑷𝒊𝒍𝒍 ﹙ 양정원! ﹚

↝ Jungwon mistakenly takes the wrong pill, and his cute member finds herself helping him deal with the effects.

⠇↴ Pairings: poly!ot7 x added member!reader ﹙ y.jw centric. ﹚ ⠇↴ Words: 5,3K

Warnings ‎⸝⸝⸝ smut, dom!Jungwon x sub!Reader, neck kisses, biting, nipple play (a lot actually), lots of teasing, a bit mean! Jungwon, marking, dry humping, desperate!Jungwon as well as needy!Jungwon, Noona kink, fingering, use of viagra, orgasm denial, reader slowly falling into a subspace, hints of shower sex, overstimulation…. I think that's all, tell me if I miss something.

Wonnie’s note ‎⸝⸝⸝ okayyyy when I read it the first thing I thought was… it could be interesting 🤭. I think the most likely to be in that situation is jungwon…. (not because he's my bias and he's got me all bad lately😁). The ending to me is so cute and sweet . Without further ado, I hope it lives up to your expectations (it's my first time writing smut 🫣) and sorry for the delay, university wants to kill me. I'm a bit obsessed with the AU!8th member so… yeah. I'm also sorry if it's too long, but I was writing and my head was adding more things 🙃.

Again, English is not my first language, so I'm sorry if there are mistakes or if I lose the sense in some parts. thank you very much for taking the time to read my work. ᵔᴗᵔ

𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘦𝘴 2024 © 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥.

The video game on the screen emitted a constant sound: the click of the controller, the sound effects and the melodies of the game created a kind of murmur that intertwined with the quiet atmosphere. The light from the screen projected sparkles on the floor and walls, creating patterns that danced softly with each change in the game. Ni-Ki, had settled himself on my legs, his body resting with obvious comfort on my thighs. Each time he adjusted his position, his movements were careful, as if he was trying not to disturb me as he concentrated again on the screen.

Suddenly, the stillness of the room was broken by the sound of a door. My attention was instantly diverted to the noise. There stood Jungwon. The first thing I noticed was how he was walking with one hand on his forehead, as if he was trying to push away a pain he could not relieve. His hair, falling over his eyes, partially hid his expression.

He moved slowly toward the couch, each step seeming like a small struggle against the discomfort that plagued him. When he reached our side, he leaned gently, resting his weight on my shoulder.

-What's wrong? -I asked, my voice soft and concerned. My fingers slid through the soft, somewhat messy texture of his hair, feeling each strand between my fingers. The sigh of satisfaction he let out was almost inaudible, but his relief was evident in the way he relaxed a little against me.

-Do you have something for a headache? -His voice, though softened by discomfort, carried an almost pleading tone. His closeness allowed me to feel how his muscles were tense, how his body was in a state of exhaustion.

Without thinking too much, I quickly replied -The pills are in my bag.

Jungwon nodded slowly. His head tilted slightly to one side, and his lips murmured a barely audible thanks. The expression on his face, though partially hidden, clearly conveyed the relief he felt knowing that there was a near solution to his pain.

He slowly sat up, his muscles tense and his body in a hunched posture that reflected his discomfort. His legs, as he moved, seemed tired, as if each step he took required great effort. I watched him carefully as he made his way down the hall.

He left the room, his figure fading into the doorway, which closed behind him with a barely perceptible click, which marked the end of his brief appearance. I turned my attention back to Ni-Ki, who was still immersed in the video game, though my concern for Jungwon remained latent in my mind.

I hope that this pill can alleviate it…

The hours passed slowly. The afternoon, which had initially been vibrant and full of light, began to fade into a warm orange glow.

Suddenly, the silence was broken by the insistent buzzing of my phone. I glanced at the screen and saw that it was a call from Jungwon. The view of his name on the identifier made me frown.

His tone was different from usual, harsher -Can you come to my room? -he asked, and the tone in his voice was imbued with a silent plea.

A wave of worry swept over me, and without much thought, I left Ni-Ki in the living room. I heard a small whimper from him as I stood up, a small protest at my departure. I leaned over to him and gave him a soft kiss on the head, feeling the warmth of his skin under my lips.

-I'm gonna be quick, okay? -I said, trying to give him a sense of security. Ni-Ki looked up for a moment, his eyes reflecting a mixture of curiosity and slight disappointment, but he nodded slowly.

I quickly made my way toward Jungwon's room, feeling a growing uneasiness urging me forward in a hurry. As I reached the door to his room, I paused for a moment to take a deep breath. The wood felt cool under my hand as I turned the knob with a gentle motion, almost afraid to interrupt the fragile silence that reigned within. The door opened with a slight creak, and what I saw made me pause for a moment.

Jungwon was huddled under the sheets, his body looking small and frail compared to the room around him. His breathing was ragged, choppy, as if each inhalation was a painful effort. Movement under the sheets was minimal, but I noticed how his body tensed and relaxed in a rhythm that seemed unnatural.

I approached slowly, avoiding any sudden movements that might alarm him, trying to arrange the blankets around him with slow, delicate movements.

When I was close enough, I felt a sudden tug on my wrist. His hand closed around it with unexpected strength, a firm pressure that made me stop in my tracks. The grip was hot, almost feverish, and before I could react, he pulled me to him with a gentleness that contrasted with the strength of his hold.

I found myself being pulled under the sheets, the contact with his skin was immediate, and the first sensation that overcame me was the overwhelming heat emanating from him. His skin was covered in a thin layer of sweat, the dampness was palpable and mingled with the cool air in the room.

Jungwon sank into my neck urgently. His lips, soft and warm, found my skin with a mixture of desperation and desire. His mouth, slightly moist, left a warm, sticky trail along my skin. I could feel his lips move in a slow, deliberate rhythm, as if seeking deep comfort in every little brush.

His lips slid down the side of my neck, finding a particularly sensitive spot. There, the brush of his lips became more insistent. His hand began to move under my shirt, brushing my abdomen with a gentleness that contrasted with the intensity of his kisses.

I tried to articulate a few words, but a particularly strong bite on my skin made me let out a choked moan, my body arching into him in response to the sensation. The stabbing pain mixed with the sharp pleasure made my breathing become ragged.

-You… can't leave marks, wonie… -my voice trembling with desire. I was trying to maintain some control, but the urgency in his touch made my words fall apart, drowned out by the moans escaping my throat.

He simply murmured in a voice laden with need -I don't give a shit.

His hands continued their journey with increasing determination.

They pulled up my shirt with firm, purposeful movements, until, with a quick gesture, he pulled it over my head. The feel of the fabric sliding across my skin and the cool air caressing my naked torso made every inch of me bristle.

With precise movements, he undid the clasp of my bra. The subtle sound of the clasp releasing was followed by the feel of the fabric giving way. He tossed the bra aside, unconcerned with where it fell, as his eyes roamed my chest with an almost palpable intensity.

One of his hands went to one of my nipples. He touched it with a mixture of firmness and eagerness, his fingers moving in small circles, squeezing and caressing. His movements were relentless, alternating between grazing the skin and tugging it gently, creating constant stimulation. Each touch and tug made my chest heave, increasing the burning and pleasure.

Jungwon, with a teasing smile, asked -Does it feel good?

Before I could answer, his hand applied a particularly strong tug on my nipple, making me let out a choked moan.

Without wasting a second, he leaned forward and grabbed the other nipple with his mouth. His teeth clamped down on it, biting it hard. The heat of his breath and the brush of his tongue intensified each sensation. Meanwhile, the other remained still in his hand, which after a few moments, he released, leaving it pink and noticeably sensitive.

He peeled off the other with a slow drag of his mouth and, seeing the result of his work, he smiled a satisfied smile. The skin was swollen and red, clearly affected by the intensity of his attention. Without warning, he blew gently on it, letting the cool air contrast with the warmth he had left. A shiver ran through my body in response, wrenching an involuntary moan from me that echoed through the room.

Without hesitation, he lowered his mouth to the other nipple, trapping it between his lips with the same intensity he had shown before. His tongue played with the tip, licking and sucking before his teeth caught it with a precise bite. He stretched it with a firmness that made me gasp, pulling on it with a mixture of gentleness and roughness that ignited my skin.

As his mouth worked on my chest, his hands began to slide down my naked torso, each movement sending a shiver down my spine. His fingers were firm, almost possessive, as they traced the outline of my ribs, slowly moving down to my hips. His fingers followed their path to my thighs, and there, his hands closed tightly, squeezing the flesh as he lifted me up to wrap my legs around his hips. I felt the pressure of his erection against my center, rubbing against the uncomfortable wetness between my legs. A choked moan escaped my lips and my hands clung to his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin as my body was reduced to a mess of small moans.

The sensation of his mouth on my chest, combined with the delicious press of his erection against my pussy, had me dizzy, lost in a haze of pleasure. My hands clutched at his hair, tugging lightly as I tried to maintain some sort of control over my body, but it was no use. Every stimulation was too much, but at the same time, it wasn't enough.

Even in my state, Jungwon seemed to be even more anxious. I could feel the lack of patience in his every movement, his body was clearly agitated and needy. His breathing was becoming increasingly ragged, punctuated by grunts and groans of frustration and desire.

With a sudden movement, he peeled himself off my chest, producing a slight "pop" that echoed through the room. With a quick, desperate urgency, he pulled his shirt over his head, the movement revealing his incredible torso. My eyes couldn't tear themselves away from the sight of his perfectly defined abs, every muscle hard and marked in the dim light of the room. His skin tone was slightly golden, and the beads of sweat that still lingered on him glistened like tiny pearls in the light.

My hand moved almost of its own accord, eager to touch him, and brushed his stomach with the softness of a feather, an almost ethereal contact. My fingers traced the contours of his abs, feeling the hardness of his skin beneath my fingertips.

I looked up into his eyes. They were completely dark and dilated. His gaze was so intense, so charged with an almost primal need, that it made me aware of how intimidating he looked at this moment.

His hands moved again, but with a more determined focus. The pressure of his fingers became more intense, moving to the inside of my thighs with a firmness that made me let out a choked gasp.

He slid decisively toward the edge of my shorts. With determination, he slowly pulled them down my legs. Without breaking eye contact, his head slowly descended toward my abdomen, his lips leaving a series of soft kisses that turned into playful nibbles on my skin. Each brush of his lips and light nibble increased the tingling on my skin, making me moan under his touch.

My shorts were discarded completely, leaving me in just my lacy panties. Jungwon, with his mischievous gaze, rested his head on my thigh. His eyes fixed on the obvious stain of my arousal. He looked up slowly, feigning innocence with a playful smile that belied the intensity of his gaze.

-How pretty you sound, noona…"-his fingers, as soft as a whisper, brushed the edge of my panties, sending a shiver down my spine. He slid the fabric down and let out a sigh as he sensed the thin trace of arousal left clinging to the garment.

Sensing the intensity of his gaze, I tried to close my legs in embarrassment. However, he grabbed my knees and pulled them apart with a firm grip. His expression became somewhat hard, and with a threatening tone, he whispered -Don't do that, noona.

Jungwon lowered his head again until he was level with my belly, his burning gaze fixed on my exposed skin. His lips moved kissing and nibbling at my skin with an intensity that bordered on torture.

An unexpected gasp escaped my lips as I felt his rough fingers trailing along my folds, avoiding my clit completely. I tried to move my hips to guide his touch to where I wanted it most, sensing my movement, Jungwon pressed his teeth harder, a clear message for me to stop.

-Wonie…Please… -I pleaded, my voice quivering with pleasure.

A desperate moan escaped my lips as his middle finger began to rub my clit. His movements were deliberately slow and cruel, drawing little circles that made me gasp and writhe in pleasure. Jungwon laughed with a mischievous tone, his laughter laden with a satisfaction that echoed in the air. I felt his fingers slide inside my pussy, and the wetness they found was palpable. The warmth and softness of my insides seemed to greet them eagerly.

His fingers found that spongy spot inside me. The precise pressure on that exact spot caused me to shudder, a wave of intense sensations that almost made me scream. I was so sensitive that every touch seemed to push me over the edge. With a mischievous smile, in a whisper laden with provocation, he said -I found it, noona…

Jungwon leaned toward me, his warm breath caressing my skin. With a mixture of amusement and cruelty in his eyes, he moved to my cheek and left a chaste kiss there. A gesture that seemed to mock the desperation I felt. I could only let out a moan of frustration and desire.

His breath was warm and vibrant brushing against my skin as his lips descended from my cheek to my jaw, and from there, back to my neck. Every kiss and caress was full of provocation. His touch seemed to know exactly how to keep me on the edge of pleasure.

Finally, his lips moved back to my nipples, which were already fully alert from his earlier attention. His kisses were both gentle and demanding, nibbling and licking with almost cruel attention. My hands, in a desperate impulse, pulled her hair tightly.

Meanwhile, his fingers kept moving inside me with lethal mastery. I felt his fingers curling and sliding inside me with devastating precision. Every movement was calculated to stimulate every inch of my insides. My legs began to tremble uncontrollably, the shudder rising from my loins, causing my body to jerk in response to his touch.

My walls contracted around his fingers, adjusting to his every thrust. The pressure and steady rhythm caused my breathing to become erratic, my chest rising and falling rapidly. The moans that were soft before were now becoming higher pitched and desperate, reflective of the intensity of the pleasure I was feeling.

Suddenly, Jungwon stopped.

His face lit up with a sneer as he pulled his mouth away from my chest, leaving one last bite that made me let out a high-pitched moan -J-Jungwon, please -I pleaded, my voice cracking and shaking. He looked at me with an expression that mixed amusement with cruelty -Not yet, noona… -he told me, his voice laden with a commanding but soft tone.

I felt his thumbs press lightly into my muscles, as if he was gauging my reaction, enjoying the way my body responded to his touch. His fingers moved to my inner thighs, slowly moving up, approaching my center, before moving away again, leaving me in a state of torturous anticipation. It was as if he was playing with my boundaries, bringing me to the edge and then pulling away, causing my skin to bristle under his touch.

My head was spinning at the denial of my release. The intensity of the moment had reached a point where my entire being was focused solely on desire and desperation. Jungwon, however, simply leaned over me, his lips brushing my skin with unexpected sweetness, leaving gentle kisses all over my face but my lips. Each kiss was a mixture of softness and control, giving me the time I needed to steady my breathing, though desperation still bubbled beneath the surface.

He watched my chest heave as I tried to catch my breath, my body feeling like jelly, completely surrendered to the sensation of his caresses. Jungwon grasped my chin with a firm but gentle hand. I felt his wet fingers, infused with my own arousal, gliding over my skin.

-Look at me, noona -His authority-laden voice burrowed into every corner of my mind, forcing me to focus on him.

Every blink was an effort as I tried to focus on his face. When I finally looked up at him, I saw his satisfied expression, a gleam in his eyes that made me feel an even deeper mix of submission and desire -There's my pretty noona -he said, his voice vibrating with a mixture of pride and affection.

Before I could react, his lips were on mine. His tongue slid between my lips with a mastery that made me let out a small, almost involuntary moan that vibrated in his mouth. My body responded instinctively, my hands clinging to his neck and shoulders, trying to keep myself anchored as he mastered the kiss.

The kiss began to slow, the separation so slow and deliberate that it left me in a state of euphoria, my body trembling and my senses saturated by the contact.

I was still so disoriented, trying to clear my mind, when I felt his hand disappear from my cheek. A whimper of protest escaped my lips in search of his touch, feeling an immediate emptiness in its absence. The sound of clothes falling to the floor was all I could hear as my mind tried to process what was happening.

A shiver ran through me as I imagined the scene, but before my mind could wander too far, I felt his hand on my cheek again, bringing me back to reality. Jungwon leaned into me, leaving a small kiss on my jaw, and that simple touch sent a wave of relief through me. His soft lips and the way he looked at me seemed to be a mixture of affection and power -You've been so good to me, noona…letting me use you like this -he whispered, his voice was low and filled with an overwhelming confidence that made me shiver with desire.

I was overcome with a mixture of emotions: the submission, desire and satisfaction that filled me were almost too much to take.

-Jungwon… -My voice was barely a whisper, a call drowned out by the intensity of what I was feeling.

Jungwon leaned toward me, and in an unexpectedly tender gesture, placed a small kiss on my nose. His voice became a low murmur, laden with an authority that seemed to know exactly how to manipulate my emotions -Can you still hold out a little longer? -he asked, his tone soft but charged with expectation. I nodded, unable to form coherent words as my mind was in a state of pleasurable confusion.

-Words, noona -he demanded, looking me straight in the eye, waiting for me to tell him what I needed. With a tremor in my voice, I stammered -Y-yes… I can… please…

Slowly, he sank into me, each little piece of him filling me, stretching me as he went deeper. His name came out of my mouth in a choked gasp as my body grew accustomed to him. I could feel every pulse of his body inside mine, the heat and pressure a perfect mix of pleasure and pain that made me arch my back and cling to him.

Jungwon knew exactly what he was doing, he knew his size was pushing me over the edge. He stood still for a moment, letting my body adjust to the intrusion. His hands moved slowly, stroking my sides, his fingers tracing soft lines up and down my skin -So beautiful like this…so full and ready for me

I knew he was controlling his every move so as not to hurt me. Every time his hips moved, I felt my walls tighten around him, trying to settle around him. Jungwon hissed as he felt that tight fit, the sound of his ragged breathing demonstrating how intensely I was affecting him.

With each thrust, my body tensed, the familiar, sought-after knot forming deep in my stomach, tightening and contracting my walls around it. My breathing became erratic, each exhalation a ragged sigh of pleasure. I pressed against him, trying to maximize the sensation, and in response, he let out a guttural -Oh, shit… -between gritted teeth. His hands remained firm on my waist.

-Don't do that, noona… -His voice was a low, authoritative growl, a warning and a plea at the same time. His rhythm became more insistent, each thrust deeper and more demanding. My hands sought his back, clinging to him, digging my nails into his skin. I felt my breathing become ragged, panting as he continued his brutal rhythm.

-Wonie… -I moaned, the pressure in my belly building up more and more.

Despite the intensity of his onslaught, the soft kiss he left on my neck was an almost cruel contrast. Each stroke against my g-spot made me feel like I was on the verge of collapse.

The whispered words in my ear, laden with a mixture of malice and satisfaction, were the final trigger -So good for me… Get off me, noona. I've got you

As his words penetrated my mind, the knot of pleasure erupted with overwhelming force. I felt my pussy clench around him, my body yielding to the surge of pleasure that engulfed me. My juices began to flow spilling all over his pelvis, soaking the base of his cock and dripping onto the sheets.

The sensation of Jungwon moving inside me is overwhelming, a pleasure so intense that I struggle to maintain coherence. His every movement is a deep, meticulous back-and-forth, making sure every inch of his cock slides inside me.

My walls contract frantically around his cock, squeezing tighter and tighter as his onslaught becomes more intense. My breathing becomes erratic, panting deeply as I try to adjust to his relentless rhythm.

-It's too much… please… -I stammered, my voice shaking. The overstimulation was pounding me mercilessly, and my body strained against him.

Jungwon, however, did not slow down. Instead, his voice became a low whisper -Just a bit more, noona…

His lips met mine in an intoxicating kiss. The contact was wild and fervent; I felt his tongue slide in a wild rhythm, thrusting and playing with mine.

His movements were deep and methodical, as if he wanted to ensure that every part of me felt completely filled. I felt my walls tighten around him, a perfect, squeezing fit that made him grunt under his breath. Finally, he spilled inside me with a series of firm, decisive thrusts, his body quivering with release, and the warmth of his semen filling me completely.

The kiss broke abruptly, and he buried his face in my neck, seeking refuge and comfort as his breathing calmed. I felt his warm, moist lips leaving small kisses on my skin. The intensity of his movements faded, and with each breath, I felt his body relax against mine. The room was filled with the echo of our gasps.

As my breathing also began to regulate, I brought my hands to his hair. My fingers slid gently through his locks, caressing his scalp tenderly. I caressed each strand with care, dragging my nails gently across his skin, feeling his muscles relax under my caresses. His skin was warm and moist, and with each movement of my fingers, he let out a murmur of satisfaction, a low, throaty sound that echoed against my neck and confirmed the pleasure my touch was giving him.

His hands began to explore my stomach with gentle, careful movements. I was enveloped in a mixture of tranquility and euphoria, enjoying the feel of his body against mine. The warmth of his hands on my abdomen and the way he held me in a protective, loving way helped me calm down as I caught my breath.

After a few minutes in this position, feeling his comforting weight on me, he slowly lifted his face from my neck and looked at me with those sparkling eyes. With a soft smile, he leaned in and gave me a soft kiss, his lips meeting mine with a sweetness that made me sigh.

When he moved to give me that kiss, I couldn't help but respond to the caress of his mouth. My body, still sensitive and trembling, reacted to the slight movement with a low moan. Despite his softness, the fact that he was still inside me kept me in a state of subtle excitement.

Jungwon broke the kiss with a whisper -Let's clean you up -He gave me one last peak, before placing his hands on either side of my body and towering over me.

I felt a small moan escape my lips as his cock slowly withdrew from inside me. The sensation of emptiness was immediate and sharp, intensified by the warm flow of his semen sliding out of me. I felt the mixture of fluids run down my thighs and mingle with my own fluids.

I watched him as he moved out of bed, his powerful, masculine figure moving with a natural grace toward the bathroom. I closed my eyes for a moment, allowing exhaustion to take over. It wasn't long before I felt his strong arms slide under my knees and around my waist.

I opened my eyes slowly and found Jungwon's chest, broad and firm. I leaned forward to give him a small kiss as a sign of appreciation. I watched as a shy smile formed on his lips, and his ears flushed an adorable shade of pink. The sight of him, with that adorable blush, made me laugh softly. It seemed incredible to me how, minutes before, I could barely articulate words and now he was there, blushing.

Jungwon, with his gentleness, set me down in the bathtub in his room, then slid in behind me, settling against my back in a way that seemed so natural. The silence that settled between us was comfortable, and allowed me to sink into my thoughts.

I found myself thinking about the source of all this sudden need. The last thing I remembered was seeing Jungwon take a headache pill…

Oh

A few days ago, Heeseung and Sunghoon had gone to a slightly racy program, and as part of the prize, they had received some "happy pills" as they had called them, which turned out to be Viagra. The anecdote had been amusing and somewhat embarrassing, and when they returned to the company, they told us the story with a mixture of laughter and embarrassment. Heeseung, put the pills in my bag because we were going to have another recording later and, of course, I completely forgot about them.

I stood there in the bathtub with my mind running at full speed, imagining how Jungwon could have taken the wrong pill. His sudden behavior made much more sense now.

My thoughts were abruptly interrupted when I felt Jungwon's fingers close to my chest. His touch was light, almost tantalizing, and provoked a mixture of sensations on my still sensitive skin. His fingers gently explored the area around my nipples, playing with the texture of my skin.

-Jungwon… -I murmured, my voice trembling slightly. As soon as he finished saying his name, his fingers latched onto one of my nipples, pinching it gently, but firmly enough to make me gasp and arch my body towards him. The pinch was so unexpected and stimulating that I couldn't help but let out a low moan, the sensation running from my chest to my core.

-Just one more round, noona.

And so, what started out as "one more round" turned into five.

The pill, as expected, had prolonged Jungwon's endurance beyond reason. I knew he already had remarkable stamina, but with the help of that pill, everything had reached an almost absurd level.

Finally, when we both left the room, the night had already progressed considerably. My body felt heavy and tired, every movement a conscious effort as I tried to stay awake. Exhaustion settled into every fiber of my being, and my muscles, still trembling and aching, resisted moving with the agility they used to.

Arriving in the kitchen, we found Heeseung, who was preparing a late-night snack. The kitchen was illuminated by a soft light that contrasted with the gloom of the night. Heeseung turned as he heard us enter, and his eyes lit up with a mixture of surprise and amusement.

-Aigooo! -he remarked in an almost fatherly tone, as if he were watching a child who had grown up too fast -Our Jungwonie is all grown up… -His words, sprinkled with a kind of playful condescension, were enough for me to understand that he knew exactly what had been going on. It made me smile despite the exhaustion I felt.

Despite the exhaustion that enveloped me, that joke and the knowing look in Heeseung's eyes made me feel a little lighter. Instead of responding with words, I decided to approach him. I moved slowly, feeling each step as an effort, and leaned toward him with a smile that reflected both exhaustion and gratitude.

When I was close enough, I dropped a soft kiss on his lips. I felt the warmth of his lips against mine and the light touch of his arm around my waist. Heeseung reciprocated the kiss with a smile that grew immediately, his eyes sparkling with a mixture of amusement and complicity.

When I broke away from the kiss, a sleepy smile crept across my face. The sensation of his warm lips against mine still lingered. I laughed softly before telling Heeseung what had happened.

Heeseung's laughter burst out, full of amusement and derision. His eyes sparkled with a spark of mischief and amusement as he listened to me, and he couldn't contain the laughter that followed my explanation. Heeseung's laughter was infectious, and despite my exhaustion, I couldn't help but laugh too.

Suddenly, I felt Jungwon's arms wrap around me from behind, his body against mine. He entwined his arms around my waist and buried his face in my neck with a mixture of embarrassment and regret. His breath was warm against my skin, and his moan, carried with it a note of pleading -Noona…

I turned slightly to look at Heeseung, who was still watching us with an amused smile on his face. I patted him gently on the arm, a gesture that was both an affectionate touch and a small warning.

Then, I walked over to him, and with a determined gesture, cupped his cheeks between my hands. I felt the smooth texture of his skin under my fingers, and the warmth of his face radiated into my palms. I looked into his eyes, trying to convey the seriousness of what I was about to say, despite the laughter still bubbling in my tone.

-Please don't win any 'happy pill' again