This So Good

this so good…

in my jisung feels rn and this has bern on my mind since like yesterday ...

so just imagine you and jisung fucking and both of you are struggling , you because he's too big, and him struggling because your so tight.

holding your knees , basically folding you in half as he tries to slip his cock into your wet hole. "s-sungie , too big." you moan out. "won't fit." your whiny voice sending making his mind go blank.

"sh-shit , you're so fucking tight." his voice his deep and full of need as he focuses on trying to bully his cock into your cunt. "fuck."

once he's finally seethed inside of you , you try and get him to move , but he doesn't. "baby give me a moment , if i move now im gonna cum." he breathed , finally pulling out until it was just his tip , pushing back into your tight hole. "your stomach is bulging." he grunts.

"your pussy is too small for my cock." his dirty words mixed with his cock stretching you out , your legs were shaking as you soaked his cock in your essence.

"baby your shaking like a leaf." you were overstimulated , his cock still dragging along your walls. "did you cum just from me putting it inside?" you moaned. "a-again." he starts to pick up his pace , ready to give you want you want , to make you cum as many times as you can.

"gonna fuck you until your running from mt cock"

©️LUVYENI

oh fck it

hi.. please could you do a juyeon angst with the song nearly witches by panic at the disco i love your writing by the way, thanks

sending all my love ;)

🧸 - anon

NEARLY WITCHES ☆ L.JY

a lee juyeon angst ! only read if you would like to shed a tear or two ! f! reader !

# GHJH 🧸 anon you little gem, thank you so much! i love this song a lot as well i couldn’t believe my fkn eyes when i saw the request ! how do you know i liked p!atd ?? WHO ARE U ?? YOU ACC KNOW ME but sorry for the long wait! here it is <3 THE SENDING ALL MY LOVE?? MY SIGN OFF?! reveal yourself at once ?? who are you >:(

Ever since you’d met, he’d only shoot up with your perfume, it was the only thing that made him feel as good as you do. The sweet scent of vanilla, pine, sandal wood surfaced every sweet memory. The exact way the little things in life would bring the biggest smile to your face, holding hands walking through a local park lit up in a pinky-tangerine blend from the sunset. Watching as you giggled when a small butterfly landed on the tip of your little nose lightly blowing it off with loving laughter. Or how you'd huff and puff in little fits of cute frustration when things didn't go your way, because there sure was one thing, you never admitted when you were wrong.

After what seemed like heaven, a relationship gifted to you by god's most important angels, things soon turned into glamorous hell. You two fought over trivial things like money, who is cheating on who, where the fuck had he put your car keys. Arguments soon outweighed the bliss, going to sleep on separate sides of the bed and failing to whisper goodnight to each other. The little actions, that made you leave him, forever.

A small envelope had been shoved through the metal slot of what used to be both Juyeon’s and yours home, but now it was just him the entire place was desolate. Like Jay Gatsby, the grand walls of his home were built entirely for you, his Daisy. Without you, between the polished spruce walls of your victorian style home, it was completely empty, eeringly quiet. He never let a spot of dust touch your paintings, inspecting them everyday knowing how hard you’d worked on him. The hole in his heart couldn’t bare to remove them, it was the only thing you’d left, along with a small bottle of your perfume which he sprayed when he felt he was the most lonely. The pain he felt without you, was unbearable, everyday he perfected his appearance hoping one day you’d show up at the door and return to his arms - but after 5 years, he decided there was no hope.

Juyeon reached to pick up the letter, immediately recognizing the handwriting on the front and scrambling to tear the envelope.

DEAR JUYEON LEE

you have been cordially invited to a night service to celebrate the wedding of:

(your name) & partner

at: oak tree hall, west avenue

date/time: Wednesday 17th January, 7:00pm

RSVP: 000-000-000

Immediately, he felt his heart shatter like fine glass, falling to his knees, with tears threatening to spill from his familiar cat-like brown eyes. Crumpling the page into a tight ball before booting it across the halls, landing with a light thump on the preserved wooden flooring.

You’d found someone knew, even worse, you’d been planning to marry someone that wasn’t him. He’d tried to do the same, but every woman that lied in his satin sheets were gone the next day because they could never compare to what you were, an angel sent especially for him - you were perfection in its finest form, everything he ever wanted and he still couldn’t give in after all these years. He only had one regret, and that was you. The love he felt for you, he would never feel again.

For days, Juyeon moped in your memories, finding a small scrapbook of yours that he’d kept neat ever since you’d left. With messy black hair laid between the pillows of the bed that once belonged to both of you, he flicked every page of photos that captured your happiest memories. With a bitter sigh, he reached to his night stand to grab that small bottle of perfume you’d left, which he used so sparingly to prolong its life. However, as he held the bottle up in front of his face and whined to himself when he saw that there was no more than a small drop left in the bottom of the glass container.

4:00pm, the miniature grandfather clock on his bedside chimed, it was Wednesday 17th January, while Juyeon refused to accept the invite you’d sent him, thinking it was above unordinary that you’d dare invite your ex to a wedding with your new partner, he was still in cahoots with his conscience on showing up.

He’d waited years to see you, despite the setting, it was his only chance to see you after all this time and perhaps maybe there was just one chance he could win you back, however he knew that was impossible, this was you showing him that you’d moved on, this was your spiteful move after all this time, the pain he caused you, you were giving back after years and yes it hurt him - like a shit load of bricks collapsing on him all at once, that was your intention, despite the fact you didn’t know that all he wanted was you, he waited all this time.

Juyeon couldn’t pass up on the chance to see you, for the first time in 5 years, probably the last time he’d see you in many to come. So he rose from the cream satin sheets of his grand bed and waltzed to the bathroom with a glint of ambition in his once dull eyes.

Showering, shaving the stubble he’d grown after days of not looking after himself so much since he knew you wouldn’t be visiting anytime soon. He neatly organized every strand of his hair to perfection before sighing and observing himself in mirror. A gorgeous man, he was, however over the years he was seeing that less and less, feeling more lonely and unwanted everyday which made him lose any sense of esteem he had left.

Juyeon had collected a huge wardrobe of clothes for himself, filled with neat shirts which the maid had ironed every day by his request, along with dresses for you which he’d bought in your size to surprise you with when you returned. Browsing each suit he owned, navy, maroon, pin stripe, grey, he eventually settled on a neat black suit he’d bought in case he ever had to attend something like a wedding - never guessing it would be yours. It had double rows of buttons and was paired with a long sleek black tie, the color complimented his every feature.

And by the time, he’d decided with himself it was around 6:20pm, he went to collect the chauffeur from his quarters and was met with a high look of confusion from the man when Juyeon had mentioned he needed to attend a wedding.

“Who’s wedding are you attending sir?” The chauffeur noisily asked from the front seat of the car, the sound of rain pattering on the metal roof drowning out his gruff voice.

“It will be (your name) and her new fella of sorts.” Juyeon attempted to separate his emotions from his speech, using a calm tone in order to avoid spitting the words from his lips.

“I’m so sorry sir, I thought one day she would return to you, not dare meet somebody new.” He replied with a saddened tone in his voice, attempting not to sound like he was sucking up to his employer in any way.

“Yeah, well I guess it’s life, people move on.” Juyeon grumbled closing off the conversation as they arrived outside Oak Tree Hall, the place you’d always decided you would be getting married. An old but grand building decorated in marble, surrounded by foliage and every kind of flower the earth has to gift.

Exiting the car and telling the chauffeur to come back at a certain time, Juyeon took a sharp breath of hesitance before taking another step towards the building. Guests spilling into the building from the ceremony which he wasn’t invited to, the chaos of jazz music sounding from every window that had been pushed out ever so slightly.

The bar was a disaster, with men and women queued chaotically trying to purchase an ounce of liquor. The dancefloor already full with people jovially swinging to the tunes in the background. To Juyeon, it was a huge mess and could never imagine this is what his own wedding would be like, he knew deep down that you probably thought that too. You were a character of elegance and class not whatever this disaster in front of him was.

He looked around for you, scanning the crowd with hopeful eyes until he saw the beautiful satin white gown fit for the most gorgeous bride trailing across the ground. You too were looking around over the crowd, as if you were trying to spot someone, he noticed how gorgeous your every feature still was, unchanged, his heart felt as if it was putting itself back together until he met your gaze. Your eyes landed on him, you couldn’t believe he was there, how badly you wanted him there, yet you thought he wouldn’t show. He looked the same, unchanged, he was gorgeous, his every feature still perfect. You wished you could run to him, you wished you could escape what you’d fallen into but you were frozen in time.

“My parents are over there darling, shall we go see them?” Your newly wed, pulled at your arm it wasn’t a question it was a demand and you were ripped from the gaze of your past lover.

Juyeon sighed to himself, however this seemed to bring him some clarity, you had moved on, now he can too, there was no way he would be getting you back and that was how he saw the close of your relationship together.

He sat down at one of the tables, where his allocated seat seemed to be, retrieving a glass of red from one of the servers waltzing the room.

He watched you greet each table, anticipating your arrival at his own, eventually you would be walking over slightly not managing in the little heels you’d worn. You smiled politely at him when you caught his eyes, he smiled back with no concern as the groom looked him up and down with slight jealousy in his eyes.

“Who’s this?”Your new partner asked, pointing towards Juyeon with a stern voice, noticeably irritated by his well kept demeanor and good looking features.

“This is Juyeon, an old school friend of mine!” You lied, Juyeon didn’t react physically but was confused with the false introduction, yet he went along with it nodding to your words.

“Congratulations.” Juyeon smiled, shaking his hand firmly, seemingly shutting the mouth of your partner with a polite yet passively aggressive interaction.

“Thank you.” Your partner smiled, looking behind him slightly to roll his eyes before snapping back to the conversation.

“Mày I have this dance?” Juyeon asked bravely as the song changed to a slower ballroom song, looking at your new husband for approval before he nodded and Juyeon took your hand.

His hand cupping yours, set sparks flying through your every vessel and his too, the shear feeling of his warm skin refreshed every memory. His scent was masculine, the same aftershave he’d always used overwhelming your every sense. You’d also always worn the same perfume, Juyeon being able to take in the scent as he closed into your neck, clasping one of your hands with his and placing another hand on your waist.

“Hello there, liar.” Juyeon spoke first, causing you to chuckle slightly as he’d always maintained the same humor over the years.

“I had to lie, if he knew I invited my ex he’d kill me.” You replied, with a sad laugh looking up at his concerned expression.

“He doesn’t need sorting out does he? He’s not hurting my sweetness is he?” He asked snidely, almost hissing out the words, the terms of endearment flipping your guts upside down in excitement.

“N-no, nothing like that he’s just a bit of a control freak. I love him though, it’s tolerable.” You replied, squeezing his shoulder in reassurance, unable to look at him as you think you may pass out if you did, due to his beautiful face and nature.

"That's not something you want to be saying about someone you've just married." He laughed, sending joy to your heart with the shear sound of voice.

"I guess not, is it?" You replied sarcastically, still not being able to look him in the eyes, as you swayed on the dancefloor.

As the both of you moved across the dancefloor, it was evident the song was coming to a close. It’s been years since you’ve felt the comfort of him, years since you’d felt this way. Finding the strength to look him in the eyes and almost melt into his touch. It was magical, the way he held you, the way he looked at you as if you were the only woman in the world.

"I've waited years for you." Juyeon replied shortly before going to speak again. " So if you change your mind you know where I am. Goodbye my sweetness."

With one last squeeze of your waist he let you go on the last string of the song, stunned for words, you wished you could run after him and kiss him until time ended, but your new husband had already whisked you away. Pulled away from what you didn't know you'd always wanted. You’d made a huge mistake, and as you watched Juyeon leave the room you couldn’t help but feel your heart break. Years were wasted with a man that could never make you feel the way he did, an unforgivable amount of time had passed and it was your fault. You’d put him through so much pain you wished you could take back, but you were trapped, it was too late.

It was too late for you both, hands in his pockets he walked out into the night, maybe one day you’d return, a singular tear fell from his eye. It was time to move on.

i want hyunjae so bad

bad day (be gone!)

hyunjae x reader

genre: him removing your makeup, softie, smiles, kisses, hugs, comfort, idk its just simple fluff notes: even if i dont get requests for him, no one will stop me from writing for hyunjae, he's just so fun to characterize..! him and sunwoo are the easiest for me. this is for the people who come home and completely faint from exhaustion (AKA me) word count: 0.8k

hyunjae smiled as you unlocked the front door. but his grin faltered slightly when he saw the state you were in. your hair was frazzled, your clothes rumpled, and most importantly, a frown on your face. you were clearly upset, with your clenched jaw and piercing glare. 

he quickly put down his phone and walked over to where you were standing, frozen and wallowing in sorrow. he gently cupped your face in his hands, making you look up at him. his heart felt like it was breaking when he saw your reddening eyes, a sign of tears.

“bad day?” he whispered, his eyes soft and gentle.

you could only nod in response, leaning into his touch. he slowly stroked your cheek with his thumb, looking at you with the most endearing gaze. then, he stepped forward so you could lean your head on his chest. you reveled in the pattern of his breathing and his familiar cologne as he continuously patted the top of your head soothingly.

“it’s okay,” he spoke quietly, in which you could feel his words vibrating through his chest. he pulled away, facing you with a calming expression as he tilted his head to get your attention. “it’s okay to have a bad day,” he whispered. “let me take care of you from now on.”

your breath hitched at his words before your lips turned up into a weary smile. there was a moment of silence before you just collapsed against him.

“i’m tired,” was all you could muster.

he hummed, “i know.” he took your hand into his warm one and led you to the bathroom.

you watched as he carefully picked you up and set you to sit on the sink. it was then that you realized what he intended to do. you always took your makeup off at this time of the day. and so your heart melted when you realized that he was going to do it for you after seeing you so tired. 

he walked over to the cabinet and opened it. you smiled as you saw him struggle to find the makeup remover and how his eyes brightened when he finally spotted the familiar light blue bottle. he opened it, poured it into a cotton pad, and closed the cabinet. 

he walked over to where you were sitting patiently. your heartbeat sped up slightly as he hooked a finger under your chin, making you look up at him once again. he gave you a small smile as he brought the soft cotton up to your face. as gently as he could, he slowly rubbed your skin, trying his hardest not to do so too hard. his other hand held the side of your face oh so gently, his warmth beginning to lift the weight in your chest.

your eyes never left his, as you admired the beauty before you. 

little did you know, he was doing the same. his kind eyes took in each of your features, as more and more of your makeup began to disappear. 

after taking off the makeup on your skin, hyunjae moved to your eyes. he blinked repeatedly, batting his eyelashes adorably to signal for you to close them. you giggled at his adorable action before following his order.

as gentle as he was before, he made sure to take off every trace of color on your eyelids and even made sure to wipe the parts that were always so stubborn to come off. once he was done, he softly tapped your cheek so you could open your eyes. 

he put the now-stained cotton pad down and slowly closed the distance between them, setting his hands on the counter on either side of you. he leaned forward, caging you against his body. 

“hey, pretty,” he giggled. you scrunched your nose in response as he pressed a quick peck to the tip of it.

he was only inches away from your face as his lips curled up, admiring your features. he always thought you were beautiful with or without makeup. no matter how tired you looked, he thought you were an angel. you soon began to shy away from his stare, only for his finger to guide you back.

hyunjae’s eyes wandered to yours, admiring the natural shape of it and your eyelashes. then, he admired the slope of your nose. his gaze traveled down until they met your lips. 

he breathed out a quiet laugh when he noticed your cheeks turn a bit red from the intense contact. 

and then, he closed the distance. he gave you a soft kiss, making your insides melt. his warm lips moved against yours slowly while his hands shifted to your waist making your senses tingle. you felt your whole body heat up when you noticed him start to smile into the kiss.

he pulled away after a while. his lips were painted a slight red as he gazed down at you with sparkling eyes. 

and then he wrapped his arms around you, and easily picked you up into his embrace. he carried you in the direction of the bedroom. 

“let’s go to sleep, hm?”

lucuuu bangeeet 😭😭🫶 abish baca smit jeno langsung fluff jeno wadidaww sangatalh cute iniii suka deh

25 and nct lee Jeno (how about that bulling drabe some anon requested)? 😉😉

Hey that’s actually a good idea!! Are you the same anon? It feels like you are 😂

25. “What are you afraid of?”

Lee Jeno x Reader

Genre: High School AU, Mafia AU, fluff

Word Count: 879

He watched you stuff your things in your backpack in a rush and quickly leave the classroom. A few other guys snickered and followed after you. The classroom was practically empty now but it seemed like for weeks you have been suspiciously waiting for everyone to leave before going out yourself. You two didn’t talk much despite being deskmates but he couldn’t help but wonder why.

“It couldn’t be. Could it?” he thought. But the others told him not to get involved in unnecessary business as not to give away their position. He tapped his fingers on the desk. After thinking for a few more minutes, he quickly texted Taeyong that he will be a bit late to the meeting. He needs to make sure, just in case. He took his belongings and went outside. The hallways were empty. He had no idea which way did you go but he soon heard voices coming from below. He started descending down the stairs. He stopped on the second floor and saw what was happening in the little opening under the stairway. The three guys had you cornered, your things thrown around on the floor.

“Could you leave me alone for one god damn second. What did I ever do to you?” you cried out in frustration. One of the guys came up to you and pulled you by the hair.

“No we cannot, there is no one else in this school so fun to mess with.”

That was it.

“Hey!” Jeno shouted, jumping the last few stairs to get to you. “Leave. Now.”

The guy let go of your hair and pushed you to the ground before turning to him. He looked like the leader.

“Or what?”

“You don’t want to find out,” he smirked. The guy ordered one of the others to attack but Jeno quickly punched him in the stomach and then kneed him in the face making him tumble backwards and hit the wall. He stretched out his hand and gestured for the other two to come forward. He quickly evaded the 2nd one, punching him in the face and probably breaking his nose before he focused on the main one. This one however was clever, he managed to land a few punches on Jeno’s body and one strong one right across his cheek, making him spit out a bit of blood. Jeno was about done with him, he threw the guy on the ground and got on top of him, lifting him up and slamming his whole body against the floor. The guy grabbed Jeno’s arms in an attempt to get him off, his eyes were scared, he was starting to panic.

“What? Are you scared?” Jeno teased after a few more hits. “What are you afraid of? Me? It’s me, isn’t it?”

He was never so violent or rather never showed what he’s capable of but seeing you like that made his blood boil.

“Good. You should be scared… Say goodbye to your teeth,” he was about to punch him again when somebody grabbed his hand.

“That’s enough,” Taeyong said strictly, dragging Jeno off. “I knew there was something going on, you’re never late to the meetings but what the heck kind of mess did you make?!!”

He looked around and saw that Taeil and Doyoung were also here, picking the other two bodies up. 

“We will talk to them, sort this thing out. Threaten if push comes to shove,” Taeyong explained. “But you!.. You’re grounded.”

“You can’t ground me, you’re not my mother,” Jeno explained but Taeyong just raised his eyebrow. He lifted him up but Jeno pushed him off, coming to your side.

“I will meat you at the gate,” Taeyong said before going outside.

Jeno bent down and helped pick your things up.

“Are you okay?” he asked. “How long were they doing this to you?” he was seriously worried but you just sat him down on the ground and took a handkerchief out of your pocket. You wiped off the blood dripping from his nose and then placed it on the cut on his lip. You definitely weren’t the one who supports violence against violence but this time at least somebody finally helped you.

“Thank you,” you smiled to him. Maybe this gesture was too soft after a fight like that or maybe it was the fact that your fingers were also slightly touching his lip but his cheeks turned into a cute shade of pink and he quickly stood up, helping you up as well.

“Ha ha, no problem,” he laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. He picked your backpack from the ground and gave it to you. “Will you be okay? I… I mean do you… Should I also escort you back home?.. You know… So nothing else happens?”

You chuckled because of how cute he looked, all shy like that. He seemed like a completely different person just a few minutes ago. You felt kind of bad you never gathered the courage to talk to him before.

“But I thought those people who just went outside are waiting for you?” 

“Who?” he got so distracted by you, he completely forgot about Taeyong. “Ooooh, those… You know there is more than one exit out of the school…”

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Jealousy Looks Good on You ⏐Lee Hyunjae

Jealous Soft Dom! Lee Hyunjae x Fem!Reader

↳ Synopsis: What happens when Hyunjae finds your ex trying to get friendly with you again?

↳ Genre: Smut, Fluff, wall sex, possessive hyunjae, teasing, dirty talk

↳ Song Request: Jealous by Nick Jonas ft. Tinashe

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"what if we got drunk and kissed and fell in love?" you ask smiling sheepishly at the man leaning on the wall.

It was at a party blanketed by music where he replied, "you're already drunk...so there's that" sliding you a look that was equivalent to calling you an idiot.

You decide to lean closer to him knowing that he'll hold your weight, "well can you give me a kiss anyways?" puckering your lips towards his.

After a soft chuckle, Hyunjae leans down and closes his lips over yours and you circle your arms lazily over his shoulders. Pushing deeper into your lips, he settles his arms around your waist pulling you flush against his body where you can feel his warmth radiating.

Before your insides start to melt you pull from him, "i'm going to find some water so I can sober up before I end up in a bush somewhere", giving him one last peck on his beautiful lips before walking away. Not forgetting to turn over your shoulder to give him one last look.

"water, water, water, where is the fucking water?" Looking through every nook and cranny and it appears that not a single cabinet or fridge has water.

"We usually just fetch from the sink"

A voice startles you causing you to turn around to find a dark haired boy perched up against the counter. Minjun, part roommate and part host of the party. Maybe you shouldn't have eyed him up and down because now he may have thought you were checking him out. You were only trying to read his intentions through his body language. Did you forget to mention part ex?

"uhm- thanks" You closed the fridge and walked to the sink with hesitant steps.

It's eerily quiet when you grab a cup and turn on the tap. The whole time your cup was filling, Minjun had his eyes on your every move. The tiny hairs on the back of your neck start to stand and you could just feel his stare burning into your skin. When you turn around, evidence is all in his eyes when they slowly travel back up to yours. It's like he wasn't even trying to hide it.

Hyunjae turns his chin and finds some male trying to talk to you. Oh it just had to be Na Minjun. The most irritating man in this city who thinks he can get every girl wrapped around his fingers in mere seconds. Hyunjae finds himself rolling his eyes just even thinking about how childish it is.

Now he's watching his girl be his next victim. Goodluck with that. Hyunjae knows your history with Minjun, and he also knows that your heart's only set out for one person and whatever motive Minjun has? It won't go far.

Unless he dares tries something that he shouldn't be trying.

You catch a glimmer of want behind Minjun's eyes and his lips twitch up into a smirk. It seems your ex has no clue that you're unavailable and even if you were available, you'd never dip your toes into that again.

"So.." he starts rolling off his tongue, "it's been a while y/n"

"mhm" Each second that goes by means each second it will just only get more awkward.

"you look good"

A scoff unconsciously comes out. It's unbelievable that you ended up here. It's been two years since Minjun ended things with you and honestly, it was like a breath of fresh air. Come to think of it, you don't know why you kept up with him all those months.

"so you wanna go catch up?"

You sighed aloud and melodramatically hoping he would get the hint.

Yeah, you knew he was the host of the party, but you never predicted he would try to come talk to you like a break up doesn't mean break. up.

Jealousy. It's what Hyunjae's filled to brim with at this very moment. Exterior wise, he may look calm, but he's teetering at the edge of imploding. But he remembers that he trusts you. It's Na Minjun that he doesn't trust. It's hard to blame him though. It was no secret that you are literal eye candy to everyone and you look absolutely fucking beautiful right now in that outfit. Especially in that short skirt. But under all that beautiful, was an even more beautiful person. Hyunjae was the first to actually see you for who you were and no way was he going to let some asshat risk that. Hyunjae knows that you're his, but he wonders if Minjun makes one wrong move, would ending up in jail be worth it. But, it'd be interesting to see how far he can get.

"No I'd rather not," you decide to take a sip from the cup and let the coldness wake you up.

"come on, it's been two year, I miss you and I know you miss me" Minjun has the audacity to directly tell you what you feel. What's changed?

As if you missed that. The more he talks, the easier it is to ignore him. You could go back to Hyunjae right now, but when you look over at where you left him, he seemed to have disappeared.

"Look I don't have time t-" you begin to talk but he quickly cuts you off.

"My room's just right upstairs if you wanna-", Minjun decides to advance towards you, attempting to place his hands on your hips, but a hand around his wrist stops him.

You look up to find a muscular forearm and an even muscular back. Hm the one and only person you had hoped would come by.

"she is not going anywhere with you," Hyunjae pushes his hand back, making Minjun stumble back. A prideful chuckle draws out, "and she does not miss you at all"

"y/n I just-" Minjun tries to make a beeline for you again, but Hyunjae blocks him by standing in front of you. You think it's quite brave that Minjun would still try again when Hyunjae is here now. He seems to not know that Hyunjae would humble him real quick if he doesn't get going.

"I will break your jaw if you don't walk away." He said rather calmly actually.

And it makes your lips curl up into a smile. As much as Hyunjae may seem scary, he is a giant teddy bear to you and he'd never hurt even hurt a fly, unless that fly was hurting you.

When Minjun leaves, it just leaves you and your knight and all his glorious, shining armor in the kitchen. He turns around to find your beautiful smile plastered on your face. "are you ok?"

"of course I am," smile not budging, "but you know I didn't need you to come save me, I can take care of myself" Of course you tell him that, but you'll always want him to come sweep you off your feet.

"I know, I saw you handled that well, I was just-"

"jealous," You finish his sentence for him, "I know"

"Sorry, it's just he just got so close to you, and you look", he takes a step back to view what's his, "fucking hot", he blows out breathily, "and what I did wasn't the worst, I would have sucker punched him when I saw him take a step towards you"

You decide to take his hand in both your hands, thumbing his skin, "why didn't you...I would have found that very hot", trying your best to egg him on.

Hyunjae's teeth shine through when he smiles, "I'll keep that in mind next time some dipshit comes and tries to take my girl away from me". He circles his arm around your waist pulling you up into his embrace and his lips find the crook of your neck. "now let's go home, so we can have some actual fun."

-

Right when you open the door to your shared apartment, Hyunjae wastes no time pinning you against the wall causing your breath to hitch in response.

His lips go right on yours and he takes your hands pinning them right up beside your head. Next thing you feel his his hard length pressed up against your lower belly when he pushes deeper against your body. And oh does it make your stomach loop.

You feel his lips travel down to your jaw and kiss you lightly, then going hard at the base of your throat. Growling he tightens his grip on your wrists, “I don’t like that other guys think they have a chance with you.”

If this is how Hyunjae is like when he’s jealous, he better be careful because you’re gonna want to make him jealous on purpose. It looks good on him.

He bites hard on the skin of your neck causing you to gasp, “I’m going to have to show them you’re mine.” You feel him suck hard and your head thuds against the wall. Quickly, his tongue soothes it over and he finds another spot on your neck.

At the same time, you almost moan at the contact of your legs getting split by his knee and resting up against your neediness. You’re not sure how many marks he’s left on your neck, when he picks you up off your feet wrapping your legs around his waist. Large hands under your skirt groping your ass and soft, careful lips moving up to claim yours. The fingers gripping your ass climbed up higher till they found the band of your panties. And he achingly, slowly, teasingly pulled them down over your plump flesh till he let you drop for you to kick them off. Your heart raced at the prospect of his next move and he hooked his arms around your legs propping you up between him and the wall again.

One arm was tightly wrapped around your waist as his weight was holding you up. He rested his forehead against yours and the air between your bodies was hot and heavy. Hyunjae’s gaze traveled down till he found the hem of your skirt pushing it up slightly. When he finds you wet and glistening, staining his clothed bulge the corners of his lips grew into a smirk.

But you have reasons to believe that he’s just as needy as you when you see how he winces after slightly moving your hips. His gaze travels back up to yours and his dark expression almost blows you out. He leans forward and tickles your now sensitive skin with the tip of his nose. “ask me what I want”, he asks you so delicately. It’s so intimate and careful how he treads his words against your skin.

“what do you want?”

Hyunjae hums against the base of your pretty throat and the vibration only creates a path of shivers against your skin. “I want…for you to only be mine,” he bites on a sensitive spot eliciting a wince from you.

“I already am yours.”

Your boyfriend doesn’t respond for a while darkening his marks on the sensitive spots, “but not everyone knows that.”

A moment passes by when a delirious low growl rises through him, “I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll have a hard time walking.” You can hear his belt unbuckling and the movement of him zipping down his jeans to pull out his throbbing length. The leaking tip toured up and down your aching slits till it rested at your entrance, “so when everyone sees you struggling beside me, they’ll know who you belong to,” and he sinks you all the way down till your clit is met with his abdomen.

Your arms lazily circle around his neck and he pulls out of you almost all the way only to slam back into you. Somewhere in the back of your head you worried to what extent is he going to destroy you. But you know he’ll never dare hurt you. He continues at the same pace of pushing and pulling for a while, harsh and sharp till your mind dizzies and electrifying nerves fly through you.

Every movement caused you to whimper and it’s when he hooks both his arms inside and under your knees that he digs deeper into you at another angle and a raving moan rips through you. The pace of his hips climbed up faster and faster, sharper and more pronounced till what’s left of you is just eye rolling and head lolling.

“God baby” he gritted out. By pushing your knees back further he's able to somehow quicken as if he already wasn’t going fast enough.

A feeling starts to unravel low in your belly, “babe-“

“I know, just give me-“ He can’t even finish his sentence, only able to plow deeper into you right at the perfect spot.

Only a few seconds later, “cum,” one last thrust, your body starts shaking under the immense feeling and legs tightened around his waist. Not a second later, he releases his load into you, milking what’s left of him and filling you completely.

After a beat of catching air, he drops you making sure he has you steady and it was his lips brushing against the skin of your neck that caused the most tired sounding giggle from you.

“and by the way...i’m already in love with you”