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heaven and back

pairing: soft dom!yeonjun/sub!afab reader

summary: you and your friend yeonjun get high and decide to try something new :)

warnings: drug use (weed), mutual masturbation, oral sex (f. recieving), corruption kink maybe?, use of color system, squirting, overstimulation (but really only bc everything is overstimulating when ur high HAHA)

word count: 2k

a/n: i love yeonjun and weed <3

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❀ catgirls are ruining my life!: choi yeonjun

synopsis: it’s no coincidence, it’s a kitty-incidence - or, you dress up as a catgirl for a halloween costume party and yeonjun takes a liking to that.

pairings: yeonjun x fem!reader

warnings: oh boy. smut. fingering and oral (f receiving), mild edging, orgasm denial if you squint? overstimulation, dirty talk, pet play kink, protected sex (wrap it before you tap it), pet names, swearing, yeonjun makes a lot of stupid cat puns

word count: 3153

part of the halloween collaboration and @txtarcadianet ‘s smutfest!

author’s note: hey! i’m back! massive thanks to @blue6erry for helping me edit and revise this, kia ily. my first full fic.... sorry for making you wait a month for it though lol. also - if you couldn’t tell, the title is a CORPSE song. check him out if you don’t know him! he’s awesome

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granted, this wasn't something you would normally wear, but goddamnit, it was halloween and there was no way in hell you weren't going all out.

"i'm not sure why you're fidgeting," soobin muttered as the two of you pulled into the block, cars lining the street and a heavy bass thrumming through the ground even from a few houses down. "you look hot as fuck, there's no need for you to be nervous."

you adjusted your collar anxiously, giving him a sideways glance. "it's just not something i wear everyday, you know?"

the boy rolled his eyes, putting the car into park and turning to you, cocking an unamused eyebrow. "if i had any interest in you whatsoever, i'd already have jumped you. the catgirl thing suits you, dumbass, so rock it. maybe you'll finally get some dick. c'mon."

the two of you exited the car, soobin making sure to double lock it - "i don't want my car getting stolen at some college costume party" - before the two of you walked up the drive to the house, feeling the music pound in your bones with every step. soobin entered the house first, his laugh at your nose scrunch being drowned out as the two of you took in the state of the party: teenagers everywhere, the strong stench of alcohol, sweat, and weed settled like a fog in the house, the music deafening. soobin wrapped a hand around your wrist, tugging you towards the kitchen, and you let him drag you away from the crowd, immediately taking a breath of fresh air at the lack of people once the two of you were in the other room.

a group of kids glanced up when the door opened, their laughter fading for a brief moment before one of the boys' eyes flashed in recognition. "hey, soobin, glad you could make it."

"hey, guys." your best friend pulled you over to the group. "this is my friend, y/n."

you greeted the gaggle of people quietly before your eyes fell on one boy in particular, watching the way he drank your appearance in with dark eyes. he met your gaze briefly, and a rush of confidence ran through your veins at the way he smirked at you, taking a sip of his drink before turning back to the conversation. you zoned back in as soobin began introducing you to the group, finding out they were in a few of his classes as you learned their names.

"and this is choi yeonjun." your best friend gestured to the boy from earlier, dressed as a cowboy, his form-fitting black clothing straining against his biceps as he gave a little tip of the hat perched atop his bubblegum pink hair. "he's a dance major."

you cocked an eyebrow, a smile playing at your lips. "dance, huh? you must be flexible, then."

yeonjun shot you a wink. "you know it, kitten."

your lips parted in surprise at the nickname, eyes widening, and soobin snorted before elbowing you lightly. "i'll get you a drink. what do you want?"

snapping out of your slight daze, you shot him a smile. "just a soda if there is one, please."

he nodded before stepping away for a moment, yeonjun stepping over to take his place, leaning against the kitchen island and glancing at you. "not drinking?"

"not really my thing," you replied, taking the time to rake your gaze over his costume. he looked good for sure - all black, small rhinestones engraved into his cowboy hat, a chain or two circling his neck and his shirt and pants hugging his body nicely. you couldn't help the thrum of arousal that shot through you when you noticed the slits in his pants, right at his hipbones, and he laughed.

"see something you like, kitten?"

you cocked an eyebrow at him. "are you just gonna call me kitten all night?"

"if you're alright with it, yeah." the boy reached a hand up to trace the edge of one of your cat ears, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your actual ear before flicking the little bell attached to your collar. "you're really cute, honestly."

you swallowed dryly, fidgeting with the hem of your skirt. "i wasn't really going for cute, but thank you."

the boy scooted a bit closer, his breath brushing lightly against the shell of your ear as he spoke, his voice lower. "would you rather i tell you you look purr-fectly gorgeous?"

the cat pun made you roll your eyes, though you couldn't help the dark blush on your cheeks and the way your heartbeat quickened. "are you flirting with me, choi?"

yeonjun took another sip of his drink, gazing at you with dark eyes as he lowered his cup. "purr-haps, sweetheart. what will you do if i am?”

you cocked an amused eyebrow, tugging lightly on one of his belt loops. “i’ll tell you i’m willing to overlook the terrible cat puns because i think you’re rather handsome, cowboy.”

he chuckled, clutching his heart. “terrible? you’ve got to be kitten me.”

"yeonjun, stop, your pet play kink is showing again,” soobin deadpanned, handing you your drink and cocking an eyebrow at the other boy as you took a sip to hide your burning face. yeonjun grinned.

"what can i say? catgirls are ruining my life."

your best friend rolled his eyes. “anyway, just so you guys know, some people are playing some dumb college sex games downstairs if you wanna go join them. thought i’d tell you all.”

the group broke up as most of the other students began to make their way to the basement, and yeonjun cocked an eyebrow at you. "what do you say? wanna join them?"

you nodded, pushing off the counter. "yeah. i mean, why else would i be here if not to get laid?"

yeonjun stepped out of the kitchen first, and you followed behind him, letting him lead you to where a group of kids had sprawled across some couches and the floor. he took a seat on one of the couches, watching you as you glanced around the circle only to pull a blank as to where to sit.

"kitten." you glanced at yeonjun, who patted his lap. "you can sit here, if you’d like."

you hesitated, and he seemed to notice.

"you can say no. the offer is there for you, but do what you're comfortable with."

fuck it.

the boy's eyes widened when you rounded the couch, his arms wrapping lightly around your waist as you sat in his lap, and his breath fanned against your ear making you shiver -, something that didn't go unnoticed by him. his fingers drifted lower, tracing lightly against your thigh, and he leaned in to your ear.

“is this okay?”

you nodded, relaxing against his body as the game started, choosing to observe the round of truth or dare that ensued. your head felt fuzzy with yeonjun’s hands on your bare skin, your focus barely on the game before someone said your name and you snapped back to reality.

“hm?”

“truth or dare?” soobin asked, cocking an eyebrow challengingly, and you snorted.

“obviously dare.”

your best friend leaned forward, his eyes bright with mischief. “okay. play seven minutes in heaven with yeonjun.”

the thought made your body heat up with excitement, and you quickly stood, turning to offer a hand to yeonjun. he took it without hesitation, letting you pull him into the coat closet before shutting the door and bathing you both in darkness. the noise of the party drowned out as you adjusted to the lack of light, blinking a few times before yeonjun came into focus. soobin called out that he was starting the timer, and you met yeonjun’s eyes

"are you sure about this?" he asked quietly, searching your gaze, and you nodded, letting your back lean fully against the wall of the closet. he didn't move, still hesitant, and you reached up to flick the bell of your collar teasingly, watching his eyes darken before he was crossing the closet to kiss you.

his lips were firm, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he parted his mouth against yours, sighing when you did the same. his tongue traced lightly against the seam of your lips, encouraging you to grant access, and you did, your fingers reaching up to tangle in his hair as he pressed closer. his grip on your hips tightened, one hand slipping down to grip your thigh, and you whined when he pulled back, both of your breaths coming out in soft pants and his lips red and swollen. he reached up to brush his thumb over your bottom lip, pulling it down lightly before dragging his finger down to tug on your collar experimentally, biting his lip when your eyes fluttered and your breath hitched.

“fucking hell,” yeonjun breathed before leaning in to press his lips under your jaw, beginning to suck and nip at your throat as your grip tightened in his hair, pink and purple marks blooming under his lips as he made his way up and down the expanse of your neck. you couldn’t help the soft mewl that escaped when he suckled on your collarbone, hearing his moan vibrate against your clavicle when you reached down to palm him through his jeans.

“can i finger you?” he mumbled against your skin, pulling away to meet your gaze, and you nodded quickly, letting him guide your thighs apart before his fingers were dipping under your skirt.

the first brush of his digits against your panties had you melting against the wall of the closet, and yeonjun swore, bracing himself with an elbow next to your head as he leaned down to your ear.

“you’re so fucking wet already,” he growled, nipping your earlobe lightly as he pushed your panties to the side, finally coming into contact with your folds. “god, you’re dripping, kitten, this wet from just a little teasing?”

yeonjun traced his finger along your slit, relishing in the way you whimpered and panted, your fingers tangled in his cotton candy hair tightening as he began to ease a digit inside of you.

“fuck, yeonjun,” your voice broke, eyes rolling back as he pressed against your walls, curling his finger lightly and making your hips jump. “god- just like that, please.”

“you’re so fucking tight, baby. been waiting for someone to come tame you, huh? just wanted some relief, didn’t you?” he pressed another finger alongside the first, curling them deliciously against your spot to coax more moans from your kiss-swollen lips. you buried your face in the crook of his neck, muffling your whimpers as he pressed his thumb against your clit; he began to grind it against the sensitive bundle of nerves, and you felt your orgasm begin to rush up-

and then it was all gone.

“time’s up, baby,” yeonjun told you with an innocent grin, smoothing your skirt back down with his clean hand as the sounds of the group outside the closet came flooding back, hearing a timer going off. he winked at you before popping his fingers into his mouth, and you watched, dazed and desperate, as he sucked your juices off his fingers, his eyes fluttering shut as a gush of arousal soaked through your panties. before he could open the closet door, your hand was wrapped firm around his wrist.

“wait, b-but- is that it?” you could almost feel the tears welling in your eyes as your impending orgasm began to fade, and yeonjun chuckled, licking his lips.

“do you want it to be?” at the frantic shake of your head, he slipped his hand into yours, tugging lightly. “then follow me.”

he opened the door to the closet, guiding you out before leading you up the stairs and out of the house. the chilly october air bit at your skin and the wetness on your inner thighs as you followed him to his car. he helped you settle into the passenger seat before rounding the hood and climbing into the driver’s side. yeonjun started the car, the engine rumbling to life before he was turning, leaning over the middle console to pull you into a bruising kiss. you couldn’t help but moan weakly at the faint taste of yourself on his tongue, feeling him smirk against your lips before he pulled away and began to drive.

it didn’t take him long to find an abandoned parking lot, the only light coming from the moon, and he pulled in, setting the car in park before turning to you. “backseat okay?”

“more than okay.” you unbuckled, crawling into the back of his car, watching him step out of the driver’s side before sliding into the backseat with you, shutting and locking the door.

there were a few beats of dead silence, the two of you just looking at eachother until you finally snapped, gripping his shirt and pulling him in for a kiss. he growled, pressing you against the backseat, fumbling in the dark for a moment before you felt the seat give out behind you and you were pushed backwards, opening your eyes to find yeonjun putting the seats down. he shifted you with ease, helping you lay back properly before scooting between your legs, his hands running up and down your thighs.

“can i eat you out?”

you whimpered at his words, shifting restlessly against the seats. “god, fuck yes.”

yeonjun reached for your skirt, tugging at the waistband, and at your nod of approval he pulled it off, his fingers hooking around the band of your panties before tugging them down and off your legs as well. he guided your legs open, swearing at the sight of your dripping folds before ducking his head down to press his lips against your inner thigh. you jerked at the touch, feeling his breath fan over your heat before he pressed his tongue against your folds, making your eyes roll back.

“holy shit, yeonjun.”

he traced your slit with his tongue, gathering your wetness on his lips before wrapping them tightly around your clit and sucking hard, and you moaned, reaching down to grip his mop of pink hair and press him more firmly against your heat. he didn’t seem to mind, beginning to eat you out eagerly, his nose digging into your pubic bone as he suckled on your clit hungrily, and you could barely register the fact that you were blabbering.

“fuck, yeonjun, feels so good- please, please, fingers-“

he obeyed, teasing his finger at your slit before sliding it inside, quickly adding another and curling it against your sensitive spot. your lost orgasm came rushing back up embarrassingly fast, your body trembling in his hold, and he seemed to notice, pulling away to say two words.

“cum, kitten.”

your back arched as you came with a moan, white flashing across your vision as your grip tightened on yeonjun’s hair. he didn’t let up, doubling down on your clit, a third finger joining the others to press against your walls deliciously, and you cried out weakly at the overstimulation, writhing in his hold. the overwhelming feeling soon melted into pleasure, though, and within moments he had coaxed another orgasm out of you, drinking in the way your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your lips parted in a moan. yeonjun finally pulled away from the apex of your thighs, licking his lips before wiping them with the back of his hand, his eyes dark and hungry.

“you good? want to keep going?”

you nodded. “yeah. yeah, i wanna keep going.”

the boy straightened, kicking off his boots before yanking off his shirt, knocking his hat to the ground as he began to fumble with his jeans. you threw your shirt off as well as your bra, reaching for the ears before yeonjun shook his head.

“keep the ears and collar on, kitten.”

you let your hands fall from the ears, watching him undo his jeans before eyeing his cock hungrily when he finally freed himself from the constraints of his pants, and he snorted at your expression.

“like what you see?”

“very much so,” you replied, brushing your thumb against his slit to gather the precum budding there before popping your thumb in your mouth, sucking his flavor off of your digit. yeonjun swore lowly, reaching into his pants and pulling out a condom, and you laid back against the seats as he tore the foil open and slid the rubber on. he smiled approvingly when you spread your legs for him, stepping between them and lining himself with your entrance before pushing in.

he eased in slowly, taking his time until his hips were flush with yours and your cunt was pulsing around his member, your breath coming in soft pants and whimpers as you adjusted to his size. yeonjun leaned down to press a kiss to your lips, stroking your bare sides comfortingly until you gave him a nod, his hands stopping at your waist as he began a steady pace.

his thrusts were slow but rough, dizzying in the way he pressed against your walls so deliciously, and his moans muffled against your skin only made you clench around him, your eyes rolling back in ecstasy. you could feel the beginnings of a third orgasm building up in your abdomen, a burning heat spreading through your veins as you gripped his shoulders, moans and cries tumbling freely past your lips.

“close?” he breathed, his voice husky, and you nodded, crying out when he picked up the pace. the windows were fogged with condensation, thick droplets rolling down the glass, and there was no doubt that anyone who passed would know what was happening, but you didn’t care.

“c’mon, kitten, wanna make you purr.” yeonjun reached down to press his thumb against your clit, rubbing it nice and hard, and your vision exploded with stars, your orgasm blindingly hot as it hit you. his pace began to falter before he, too, reached his orgasm, and you moaned weakly at the warm feeling of his cum filling the condom before he collapsed against you. it was silent for a moment as the both of you caught your breaths, basking in the warmth of eachother before yeonjun pulled out, chuckling when you whined at the loss of contact. he disposed of the condom easily, draping himself back over your body and wrapping his arms around you, and you snorted, reaching up to comb your fingers through his hair.

“thanks for that,” you mumbled, curling against his body as the cold began to set in. yeonjun chuckled.

“no problem. you were paws-itively incredible.”

you turned to meet his gaze, giving him an unimpressed look. “we just had sex and you’re making cat puns? really?”

he grinned. “yep. and fur-tunately for you, i have even more i haven’t used yet.”

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