Your Friends Suck :: WW

Your friends suck :: WW

-> Summary: Your friend group is filled with people who tend to push their wants onto you, so with you being a pushover, you sorta let them. Wonwoo takes notice after a while and begins to help you pull away.

-> College student/Coffee Barista! Wonwoo

-> Warnings: pushy friend group, the friend group is all toxic, descriptions of a fist fight. Oral (both), protected sex, hickies, mentions of multiple rounds, having sex in the coffee shop

-> Song: Friends - Chase Atlantic

A/N: After a looong wait, here it is.

You were a very trusting person. Someone people talked about; you were always so nice, caring, and sweet. If someone needed you, you were there no matter what.

And when you're too nice, people like to take advantage of it.

A prime example was your friend group; 5 people who saw you and took you into their already tight circle. They kept you close and when people saw you with them, they thought they must be as nice as you. But, it was so far from the truth. They pushed you to do things that you didn't want to do all the time, having no remorse when you would later explain to them that you didn't have fun. They would constantly say that you were "no fun" and that "we have to make you a better person. If that pushes you out of you comfort zone, than so be it." It sometimes made you feel small; like they were only keeping you around for the image.

But, besides them, you didn't really have any other friends. If you weren't in class or at work, you were with them. You did have one other friend, but they didn't like him, and vice versa. They think he was too caring about you; he thinks that they don't care enough. Deep down, you did like how much he seemed to care about you; it felt like being by the fireplace after being outside in the cold for such a long time (your friend group).

When you told him that, he started calling the group "the iceberg," which made you both laugh. It was a small inside joke that would always make you smile as they were sometimes very cold to you.

Like now. They had been playing with your umbrella and broke it, leaving you in the rain as they all hopped into one of their cars. When you asked where you could sit, they all shrugged, telling you that there was no room before speeding off. You sighed before trudging over to a nearby coffee shop, hoping to hide from the downpour. As you sat down at your usual table, you noticed a coffee being placed down before you, a foam bear on top. You smiled at the cute bear, looking up to thank the cause of your smile.

"Thanks Wonwoo, you're the best," he returned your smile as he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, sitting down across from you. He wouldn't usually have the time to talk with you, however, with the heavy downpour, it gave him a moment to relax as no one came in. He rubbed his arms as he asked about your day, noticing that you seemed sad when you came in. You at first hesitated to tell him the reason why knowing he would complain about your friends for the remainder of his break. When met with your silence, he sighed before leaning forward to rest his forearms rest on the table. He stared into your eyes, raising an eyebrow before asking you once more what happened.

When you finally gave in and told him, he scoffed before cursing softly under his breath, removing his glasses. You could tell he was getting angrier, reaching over to try and calm him down by rubbing his arm, noticing how his muscles had tensed. Wonwoo ignored your words, ranting to you about how dumb the friend group was. You winced as his voice grew louder, which he noticed. He paused, clearing his throat before sighing, rubbing his face as he didn't want to get louder and scare you.

"Why do you hang out with them? They're going to do something one day that hurts you."

When Wonwoo said that, you thought he was just being sweet and caring as per usual.

You were wrong.

His words rang through your head as your friend group pushed you towards the group of baseball players, all looking at you like prey. One day, you had told the group that you found the baseball team hot, which they agreed to keep secret. But with all of them at the party, they took the opportunity to tell them and convince them to do a gang bang with you. When your friend group told you, you of course immediately refused and tried to object while they yelled at you. You were on the verge of crying as you got closer, trying to move away from their tight grasp, but to no avail.

Right when you were right in front of them, Wonwoo gripped your forearm, ripping you from their grasp into his chest. He stared down at your friend group as he was taller than them, his voice deep and loud as he asked them what they all thought they were doing. The party turned their attention from the loud music and watered-down drinks towards where you were, embarrassment filling you as people began to whisper. You tried to convince Wonwoo to let it go, but he only ignored you, asking them once again what they thought they were doing. One of your female friends stepped up, her attitude prominent as she said "we're having fun. Trying to set Y/N up with an athlete."

Wonwoo scoffed, shaking his head before he narrowed his eyes at the two groups. "She obviously doesn't want to, so, I don't know who is having more fun here: you guys or the group of fuckboys." He was surprisingly calm, telling you that you were leaving with him now. Your friend group tried to stop you both, demanding that you stay with them or "you weren't a good friend." One of the baseball boys (probably the one who wanted you the most) snapped out of his daze before realizing that he was insulted, gripping Wonwoo's shoulder to turn him around. Wonwoo pushed you behind him as the man's fist made contact with Wonwoo's cheek, making him stumble. You looked on in shock as Wonwoo handed you his glasses before his own fist made contact with the other man's jaw, dropping him to the ground before his fist continued to make contact with his body.

Your hands shook as you looked on, stopping Wonwoo when you noticed a brief flash of red and blue lights. You wrapped your arm around his bicep before pulling him away from the whimpering man that scurried off with his other teammates, ushering Wonwoo out the back of the house to avoid the cops. You tried to get a look at his face as you both walked, stopping him under a streetlight. His black t-shirt was ripped from the small scuffle, only on the shoulder. His hair was a mess, moving in the wind as you noticed his lip was bleeding. Besides that and his messed up appearance, he looked alright. You gently cupped his cheek, your thumb moving over his bottom lip to collect the blood from it. Wonwoo winced slightly but didn't stop you, his hands moving to gently cup your hips as you did. You paused as he did, feeling your cheeks heat up as he gently whispered your name. It sounded so far away to you. Before you could ask him what was wrong, you noticed the boy stumble forward a bit, gripping your hips tighter as he steadied himself. It snapped you out of your daze, looking around for a place for him to rest frantically. When you noticed there were no nearby benches, you slowly led him to the cafe nearby. You knew he had a key, reaching into his pocket to grab his keychain before turning to the door as you began to unlock it. As you did, he stumbled forward to lean his chest onto your back, breathing gently into your ear as he waited for you to finish. Your breath hitched, forgetting what key it was as the hands that were on your waist were now tapping your hips in a gentle rhythm.

"It's the brown one, Y/N," you nodded at his words, quickly entering the key in before opening the door, carefully leading him in. You couldn't help but bite your lip as you watched him slowly make his way to one of the chairs, slumping down into it as he closed his eyes. You only moved from the door when he held his hand up, his fingers making a slight "come here" motion before dropping back to his lap. As you stood before him, you took the chance to admire how he looked; he sat with his legs spread, his belt that held up his pants was slightly open, showing the top of his Calvin Kleins. Wonwoo may be in pain right now, but he looked hotter than ever to you.

Wonwoo finally gathered enough energy to open his eyes and gently tip his head forward, smirking lightly when he saw your eyes on his belt. He always liked to catch you staring at him, sometimes wearing purposely tight clothes to catch your attention along with a cologne you said that you liked.

"Enjoying the view?" you snapped out of your gaze to meet his eyes, noticing his smirk. You knew he caught you, which made your cheeks heat up as you mumbled something about getting ice for his cheek from the ice machine. Before you could walk away, though, Wonwoo gently gripped your wrist, his thumb rubbing your wrist as he sat up more. "The ice machine code is 171709."

You cleared your throat as you nodded, gently slipping your wrist from his hand before making your way behind the counter to get the ice. As you put the code in, your phone began buzzing like crazy in your pocket, all from the friend group asking where you were. You sighed as you read through the mix of toxic and annoyed messages, scoffing when one person mentioned how the baseball guys were worried about you. You had never met the baseball guy and knew that he probably just wanted to know where you were just to get some head and a quick unsatisfying fuck.

While you were reading, you didn't notice Wonwoo moving to stand behind you, only noticing when his warm chest pressed up against your back. His hands moved to close the open ice machine, caging you in as you were now pressed against it. He leaned down close to your ear, asking what you were looking at. You didn't think about lying to him as you usually did when it came to your friends, showing him the texts, making him laugh darkly. He gently tossed your phone onto the nearby counter, his hands moving back to your waist as it was earlier. "Your friends suck, Y/N," you tried to turn to face him, Wonwoo's grip on your hips stopping you as he continued. "I don't see why they wanted you to fuck that baseball guy. I mean, I know I can fuck you better than him."

"Wonwoo," you felt his lips meet the shell of your ear, slowly moving to your jaw as his hands moved from your hips to move all over your body. You closed your eyes as you enjoyed the feeling, biting your lip when his hands slipped under your top, playing with the bottom of your bra. He groaned gently as you pressed your ass gently against his hardening cock, his hips moving to meet yours as his kisses turned messy. You tossed your head back to rest on his shoulder, his hands moving to push up your top to rest above your breasts, squeezing them as he pulled back to meet your eyes. You bit your lip as his hands squeezed your breasts over the bra, Wonwoo biting his licking his lips as he watched you. "You feel so good in my hands, Y/N like I always knew you would." He slipped his hands into your bra, playing with your hardening nipples as one of your hands went into his hair. Wonwoo smirked as he pinched your nipples, watching as your knees gently buckled as you moaned his name. He watched you for a bit longer before he moved to pick you up, placing you on the counter as you gripped his hair, pulling him into a kiss.

Wonwoo moaned against your lips, his hands slipping to grip your ass to help you meet his hips once more. He couldn't believe that if he wasn't there, the baseball guys would be able to have their way with you; touching you like this, having you whimper like this. The thought drove him up the wall. He pulled back from the kiss, kissing down your neck until he reached your breasts, licking the top as his hands began to remove the bra, tossing it onto the floor as he immediately wrapped his lips around your nipples. He switched between them as his hands moved down your body, spreading your legs so he could stand between them.

"You look so good, Y/N," he pulled back to gently pushed you back against the counter, removing your bottoms as you made work of his top. As his shirt joined yours on the floor, put back on his glasses, sinking slowly to his knees as you gripped the counter. He wasted no time moving into you, his lips immediately wrapped around your clit as he pushed one finger into you. It was like Wonwoo was in a trance; from how you were moaning his name with a slight whimper in it, to how you gripped his hair to bring him closer. He couldn't help but moan loudly against you, the vibrations making you moan louder. Wonwoo licked up your wetness as it dripped down his wrist, meeting your eyes as his tongue moved up his wrist slowly.

You gripped his hair to pull him to smash your lips into his, your tongues meshing together as his fingers continued to move in you. "Do you like how you taste, baby? So fucking sweet."

Even though you loved what he was saying, you couldn't help but want nothing more than to feel his tongue back on you. You pushed him away from you before carefully jumping off the counter, moving him to lie down on the bundle of clothes. Wonwoo looked at you with a raised eyebrow as he did as you asked, a soft "oh'' leaving his lips as you straddled him, turning so you were facing his cock.

"I didn't know my innocent Y/N liked something like this," he placed his hands on your hips before pulling you close to his mouth, helping you to sit on his face before his hand pushed up your body. When his hand met your neck, he pushed you down so your mouth was closer to his cock, slowly pushing your head down onto it, making him groan. Even though you were on top, Wonwoo made sure he was in control. His hands gripped your hair as you began to bob your head, his tongue returning to your pussy, moaning at how tight you felt around his tongue.

He moaned praises into your pussy, his hand tightening in your hair as you moaned around him. You tried to match his movements, his praises giving you confidence. You decided to take him down your throat, pushing your head all the way down, making him toss his head back. His loud moan echoed through the empty coffee shop, hurriedly telling you to get off of him before he came. When you didn't listen and did it again, he picked you up, placing you on the floor next to him as he tried to catch his breath. You admired him as he did; his hair was a mess, his glasses were foggy while the bottom half of his face was wet.

When Wonwoo opened his eyes and caught you staring, he licked his lips before pulling you close to him before gruffly whispering "Ride me."

"What?" you tilted your head as Wonwoo gripped your hand, helping you to straddle him once more. "Y/N, if you know how to 69, then I'm sure you know how to ride someone." He slowly pushed up into you as you stumbled to give an excuse, the feeling of him filling you making you moan. You felt your cheeks heat up as he tossed his head back, closing his eyes at how good you felt around him. "Fuck, Y/N, baby. You feel so goddam good." He gripped your hips as you placed your hands on his chest, beginning to bounce slowly. Wonwoo couldn't help but let his eyes roll to the back of his head, cursing softly as you moved faster.

"You're so fucking thick, Wonwoo baby," you leaned down to moan into his ear, making him moan louder. He could feel you tighten around him, making him want nothing more than to cum at the moment, but he held back. He let his hand slip down to play with your clit as he began to fuck up into you, meeting your eyes as you came around him. ''Cum in me, Wonwoo," he bit his lip as he moved faster, asking if you were sure. "I'm on the pill" you nodded, making Wonwoo moan louder, the idea of filling you making his brain fuzzy. He leaned up to bite your shoulder, leaving hickeys as he moaned your name, filling you up with his cum as he stuffed his face into your neck.

As you laid down on his chest, he pulled out slowly, rubbing your back. Despite the fact that you had just fucked Wonwoo in the coffee shop, you couldn't help but blush, making him chuckle. You were snapped out of your embarrassment as your phone began to buzz, letting you know that someone was calling you. You gently grabbed your phone, laying back down onto Wonwoo as you checked who it was. It took you a second to realize that it was one of the baseball guys, who had gotten your number from your friends. You were about to answer when Wonwoo took your phone from you, laying you down on the ground instead of him.

Before you could ask what he was doing, he sat up on his knees, slowly pushing into you as he placed the phone on the counter. He slowly moved in you, leaning forward to rest his chest against yours, kissing you messily as he fucked you. When you begged for him to move faster, he shook his head, pressing open-mouthed kisses all over your neck. "We have all night, baby. Gotta show you how perfect you fucking are."

Wonwoo took his time fucking you, making you fall apart on his cock a few times before he let himself cum, watching as it spilled out from you, then fucked you again.

"Wonwoo, no more." You gently pushed him back as he kissed down your body, making him chuckle before listening. He sat down next to you as you tried to catch your breath, rubbing your legs as he waited. You sat up slowly as Wonwoo moved to grab a towel, cleaning you up as you rubbed his back. "Thanks, Wonwoo."

He paused as he finished cleaning you, raising an eyebrow as you cradled his face in your hands, bringing him in for a kiss, making him smile. "I will never see this place the same way ever again," you giggled against his lips, making him chuckle. He helped you get dressed, before cleaning up the area. "Me too. I mean, how am I going to make coffee when all I'll be able to think about his how I fucked you over here?" He tapped the counter as you gently pushed his shoulder, laughing softly. But, you also now wondered how you were to look at him the same? You just fucked one of your closest friends, which you knew you had to discuss with him. Wonwoo knew what you were thinking about, wrapping his arm around you before pulling you close. "We can discuss us over dinner. I know a great restaurant near here we can go to."

"Like a date?" you looked up at him as he nodded, leaning down to kiss your forehead. "But, I have one obligation; and it involves your friends..."

Speaking of friends, they were not happy when they saw you the next. Once you had gotten home that night, you left the group chat before blocking their numbers, along with trying your hardest to avoid them. When they did find you while you were studying outside, you were bombarded with demands to know where you went and why you were all of a sudden no longer talking to them. You tried to defend yourself, only to be yelled at once more like you were a child. You couldn't help but feel more and more annoyed as they began to speak over you before you just stopped. You let them continue to speak before gathering your things, deciding to walk away, leaving them looking at you with shock. "If you don't come back, Y/N, we're not friends anymore!"

"Fuck you," you smiled before continuing to walk away, deciding to head to the coffee shop to continue studying.

As you walked in, you couldn't help but feel like a whole new woman; you left your "friends" behind and now had something to look forward to.

As you sat down at your usual table, a coffee cup was placed in front of you, this time with a bear with a small heart on it, making you smile. "Thanks, Wonwoo." Wonwoo sat down in front of you, smiling at you as he took a sip of his water. He raised an eyebrow as you watched him, offering you a wink, making you smile. "So, did you end it with the iceberg?" You nodded, telling him about the interaction you just had with them. He gently held your hand, nodding as he listened before kissing it.

"I'm proud of you, Y/N." his thumb rubbed your hand before his coworker asked him to cover them, leaving Wonwoo to take care of the place as he went on break. "I'll leave you to study while I go take care of this place. I should be off on time tonight for our date."

"Date?" you smiled as he stood up, putting back on his apron as a customer entered. He nodded, making his way back to the counter. "Well, you fulfilled my one obligation, right?" You nodded as helped the customer, offering you winks occasionally as he did.

Now you had something better to look forward to: Wonwoo.

— it's complicated ⟢

one commoner, two princes, and three tales far too complicated to comprehend.

★ FEATURING; chan, joshua, and jeonghan!

★ STATUS; ongoing

★ TAGS; royalty au, magic, jeonghan being a menace (yes, it's a tag that's effective for the entire series lol), slow burn, fluff, angst, smut (MINORS DNI!)

★ NOTES; ok i lied abt posting this later hehe i've been soooo excited to share this entire series since i posted chan's story a few weeks ago <3 i hope you all like it!

★ BANNER CR; @himbocoups thank you so much for helping me out, nu!!!

✧ promise ring // chan ✧

word count: 21k words

summary: no one would’ve guessed that the daughter of the town’s royal mage has a soft spot for the clumsiest fire elemental in the entire realm. but when the crown prince suddenly asks for your hand in marriage, you’re forced to consider how you feel about a certain lee jung chan a lot more seriously.

tags: childhood friends, mutual pining, love triangle

✧ eyes meeting, hearts apart // joshua ✧

word count: 30.2k words

summary: you could've fallen for the childhood friend who owns a flower shop, the singer who takes the stage of the bar every other day. hell, even the owner's flirtatious son could've been a better choice. but you can't really help it if your heart longs for a prince who's in love with somebody else.

tags: bartender!reader, requited unrequited love, pining like no other, angst

✧ starcrossed losers // jeonghan ✧

word count: x

summary: at age fifteen, you’re betrothed to a prince named jeonghan. at age twenty-five, you’re set to marry him. so, when your father gives you a chance to find love all on your own, you immediately take it. now if only jeonghan would stop fucking sabotaging every relationship you’re trying to get into.

tags: royal!reader, enemies to lovers, arranged marriage, emotional romantic and sexual tension all in one lmao, more angst than intended

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tease ||yjh||

summary- Jeonghan's a tease. You're delighted to find that this extends to the bedroom.

wc- 4k

Blue hues of light lit up the living room- spilling out of the blaring television and onto your faces. It was loud. It was bright. But it did nothing to distract you from the way your boyfriend toyed with you while he watched.

You and Jeonghan had only just started dating- it had been about three weeks- and nothing had moved past innocent make-out sessions yet. There was no rush, he told you, he was willing to wait until you were comfortable enough.

'no one has ever survived my plain rice original attack- take this!'

'HA! you underestimate m- AHHHHH I'M HUNGRY'

It was a silly movie. On any other day, you would've loved it. You would've been glued to the screen, shoveling popcorn into your mouth as you laughed away.

But right now? Right now you were focused on one thing and one thing only; the way Jeonghan was touching you.

He leaned against the arm of the couch, legs bent at the knees, with you lying between them. Your head rested on his firm chest and his arms wrapped themselves under yours, around your waist. It was standard procedure thus far. You always cuddled like this.

The thing with today, however, is that his hands are...occupied.

One hand sits at the hem of your shirt, fingers fidgeting with the flimsy fabric, while the other holds your inner thigh. Over the course of the movie, Jeonghan moved from twisting the hem of your shirt to tracing little hearts onto the skin below, right above the edge of your panties.

You've got half an hour left to finish the movie now. Half an hour to power through your growing desperation.

"there's no need to drag this out," he mumbles into your ear, and you jolt in his arms, feeling his breath tickle the shell of your ear.

"huh?"

"I mean, he could've just shot the guy-"

Unsure of what he was referring to, you opt to agree, not wanting to give away your current state.

"y-yeah, you're right" you stutter, cringing internally at how pathetic you sound.

If he notices, he chooses to make no comment about your utterance and resumes watching the movie. His hands move back to playing with you, only this time, he drags his nails over the waistband of your panties, causing you to squirm in his grasp. The other hand settles back on your inner thigh, fingers bumping into your cunt 'accidentally'.

The contact has you whimpering pathetically, and you bite down on your lower lip to seal off your voice. You fail to notice, however, the smirk playing on Jeonghan's lips.

Oh, this was no accident.

Fifteen minutes to go now, and you think you're going insane. The squeeze of his fingers, the way his nails rake against your skin so softly, he has you losing your sanity. Your panties are soaked, your breathing is shallow, and your face is so red he'd be able to see it even amidst the harsh blue glow the TV casts on your face.

'hang in there' you tell yourself, trying to squeeze your thighs together, trapping Jeonghan's hand between them.

"you okay, angel?" he asks, wiggling his hand until your thighs fall open again, "you've been so quiet"

"I uh, I'm alri-" you break off into a whimper when he moves his hand up and squeezes again.

"what is it, baby?" His voice is sultry and low. You feel yourself clench up around nothing.

"n-nothing hannie I'm okay" you say, breathlessly. Too caught up in watching yourself, you fail to notice the evident grin in your boyfriend's voice- like he was up to no good.

"if you need anything from me, you can just say, hm?"

'I need your dick inside me. I need you to touch me, to kiss me, to have me. Whatever you want. I need you to just have your way with me'

"yeah I'll um, I'll be sure to tell you"

Ten minutes to go. You are an absolute mess. Your panties cling to you uncomfortably, like a second skin, your body is enveloped in a thin film of sweat, and his hands, god his hands have not stopped.

Those gorgeous fingers of his torture you with their every move. You've forgotten about the movie entirely now, choosing instead to look at the way he plays with you. The way his pretty, long fingers grab at your flesh, teasing you without mercy.

You're transfixed, honestly, drifting into thoughts of how they'd feel inside you, how he'd feel inside you. Captivated by his hands, you don't realize when time passes you. Before you know it, the room goes silent, screen turning black before your unfocused eyes.

The credits roll quietly as Jeonghan continues to toy with your body, now certain that you're as invested in this as he is.

He hasn't said it before, but he's wanted to have you from the moment you called him yours. His mind was plagued with thoughts of you- what you'd look like, what you'd sound like, what you'd feel like under him. But, he didn't want to push. This had to happen naturally.

As names litter the screen, Jeonghan brings his hand higher, now flush against your groin, and you fail to conceal the moan that rips out your throat.

"oh?"

"sor-sorry," you stutter, eyes widening, "I should um, I think I'll go wash up-"

Hastily, you move to scramble off his chest, shooting up off the couch only to find him mirroring your actions.

Jeonghan's hand finds your wrist, and he tugs you back, into his embrace. He wraps his arms around you, leaning his chin on the top of your head.

"why won't you ask?" he mumbles into your hair, smoothing his palms over your waist and lower back.

"what are y-"

"I'm all yours, y'know... whatever you need, you can take it from me"

When you fail to respond, Jeonghan sighs, peeling himself away from you. His hands land on your shoulders as he walks you backwards, pushing you onto the couch.

"hannie what are-"

Soft cushions greet your tensed frame, dipping under your weight. Your boyfriend stares down at you, slowly settling on top of you, with his knees resting at either side of your hips.

"take it." he whispers, bringing his face right above yours, so close you can feel his breath tickling your lips.

A breathy sigh slips past your lips, and you shudder at the proximity between your bodies.

Jeonghan inches closer. Your eyes flutter closed, anticipation bubbling away in your stomach. He draws nearer still, pushing further and further, almost reaching your lips, until he stops.

You lie waiting, with your eyes still shut, before he whispers against your lips.

"take. it."

Blushing wildly, you look up at him. He's still close, still almost touching you. At first, you're unsure of what he means, but the look in his eyes tells you all you need to know.

Oh.

He wanted you to work for it.

Your head tilts tentatively, angling yourself towards him. It's a strain, lifting your head at such an awkward angle, but you're almost there. Your lips are almost on his.

So close, just about to touch, when he pulls back ever so slightly. A frustrated whine leaves your lips as his own curl up into a devilish smirk.

"hannie," you pout. His smirk widens.

"c'mon angel you can do better than that, can't you?"

Ignoring your crumbling pride, you reach up once again, managing to ghost your lips over his, only to have him pull away like before.

You huff, letting your head fall back onto the cushions as you turn to the side.

"giving up already?" he hooks his fingers under your chin, forcing you to face him as he speaks.

You're about to bite back, say something mean, but the view you're met with has your throat closing up. Jeonghan's hair hung loosely around his face, his lips were parted, his eyes were blown wide with something you'd never seen before- he looked unreal.

"are you?" he quirks a brow at you before leaning closer, ghosting his lips over yours.

Taking full advantage of the proximity, you loop your arms around his neck and pull him closer, finally managing to kiss him.

The action takes him by surprise, but he quickly recovers, grabbing your wrists and pinning them above your head.

You gasp at the sudden movement, and he takes full advantage, shoving his tongue into your mouth, licking his way inside. There was an expertise to the way he kissed you- how his tongue moved so sensually, how his lips pressed against yours in a way that had your panties soaked.

While one hand binds your wrists together, Jeonghan uses the other to cradle your face. The gentle manner in which his fingers splayed over your hair, thumb tucked into your temple, had you reeling. How dare he act so innocent with his tongue shoved down your throat?

For a minute you both seemed to forget about the world, about reality. All that existed was you and him and the heat between your bodies. You can't help the small whimpers and moans that escape you with every flick of his tongue.

Panting, you pull away. Your chest heaves as you gaze into his eyes, noticing how blown his pupils are. The same eyes that sparkled with love when he saw you, the same eyes that crinkled under his smile, those very eyes looked unrecognisable tonight. There was a lust, a hunger, that shone behind his stare. It made your stomach flutter.

"angel," he mutters, his tone low and raspy, "what do you want from me?"

"I-" you start, breaking eye contact when your cheeks start to heat up once again, "I want you"

He quirks a brow at you, and for some reason, you feel the need to add in a quick "please".

"want me how?"

Jeonghan trails his fingers from your jaw down your body, stopping at your clothed cunt.

"want my fingers?" he smirks as you shudder under his touch, and continues.

"want my mouth?" his head dips into the divot between your collarbones, licking at the tender skin before nipping at it oh-so-gently.

"want my cock?"

In one swift motion, he grinds down into you, pushing his hard bulge against your sex.

A moan claws its way up your throat, and before you're aware of what you're doing, you find yourself whimpering-

"all of it- all of it please hannie"

He stares down at you, his dominant persona faltering for a second when he takes you in. Soft wisps of hair framed your face, a thin film of glossy sweat settled on your skin, crimson tints painted your cheeks. You were sprawled out, blushing, panting, all for him. All because of him.

The way his heart swelled at the sight of you was something he'd never felt with anyone else before.

"my pretty girl," he coos softly, brushing a strand of hair off your face, "I'll make you feel good, okay? Is that what you want angel?"

You nod, desperately, eyes wide with sincerity. God you're adorable- Jeonghan can't help but fuss all over you and pepper your face with soft kisses, before he regains his composure.

With alarming ease, he stands back up, beckoning you forward with the quirk of his fingers as he walks backwards towards his bedroom.

"c'mere"

You swallow your pride and follow him, scrambling off the couch eagerly, chasing after his figure.

The dark setting of his bedroom greets you as you enter after him. It isn't what you expected. Not one bit. For someone as soft and easy going as Jeonghan, black walls and dark satin sheets seemed quite... out of character.

But then again, you've only known him for a few weeks. Perhaps he isn't as soft as he let's on.

"if you wanna stop," he says, pushing you to sit on the bed, "just say the word. okay?"

You nod and his jaw ticks.

"words. I'm gonna need to to use your words for me, yeah?"

"y-yeah I can do that Hannie"

"good."

Slowly, Jeonghan tips you back, letting you lie back onto his mattress with your knees hanging off the edge. He shoots you a sly smirk as his hands run up your sides, under your shirt, making you shiver.

"this okay?" he murmurs, kissing the skin of your exposed tummy while his hands undo your buttons with expert precision.

"mhm"

With each button falling apart under his fingers, you feel your heartbeat quicken. Anticipation builds in your stomach with how slowly yet easily he moves. It was so sensual, so enticing, how he took his time, how he was so confident with the way he handled you.

The heat between your legs is unbearable now.

"there" he sighs, almost to himself, as he pops the last button off, revealing your bralette.

Oh.

Just when he thought you couldn't get any prettier, you had to go and prove him wrong.

"I'm really lucky, aren't I?"

"what ar-"

"I've got the prettiest girl in the world with me. all mine"

You turn away, bashfully.

"m'gonna make you feel good, okay, pretty?"

"yes" you breathe.

Sparing not a second more, he crawls on top of you, nuzzling his face into your neck, leaving wet kisses below your ear.

"could kiss you all day" he whispers against the shell of your ear, biting gently at the sensitive skin.

"Hannie-"

"don't think I'll ever be able to stop"

Jeonghan trails kisses down your neck to your cleavage, stopping right above the fabric of your bralette to look up at you.

"can I?"

"mhm"

Deft fingers slide under your back, pushing you to arch up against him as he unhooks your bra with ease. He lets the fabric fall apart under his fingers and tosses it aside, sucking in a sharp breath at the sight of your breasts.

You shudder when his hands knead the soft flesh, occasionally tweaking your nipples between his fingers. He really knew what he was doing.

The heat in your belly only grew with the way he teased you, growing almost unbearable. You needed him to touch you. You'd go crazy if he didn't.

As if he read your mind, Jeonghan places his lips to your breasts, sucking faint red bruises into your skin, moving south. He leaves a trail of marks all the way down your torso, stopping at the hem of your shorts.

"still with me?" he asks, fingers tucked into the waistband of your shorts, mumbling into your skin.

"yeah just- please keep going"

He grins. You were exactly what he imagined. Responsive, sensitive and desperate. Oh he was going to have so much fun with you.

Tugging your shorts down, tantalisingly slow, Jeonghan stares up at you- a mischievous glint in his eyes.

You don't think too much of it at first, but when he moves to pull your panties off, you begin to put two and two together.

A faux pout takes over his features as he holds your underwear right above your knees.

"oh no," he coos, snapping the waistband against your lower thigh, "it's stuck."

Oh.

"what-?" you choke. It was painful now, how badly you needed him. Your clit ached, your hole clenched up around empty space, your skin was on fire.

"can't seem to get these off," A stupid grin stretches over his lips, and you want nothing more than to smack it right off.

"Hannie c'monn it hurts" you whine, tears pricking your eyes, "please"

He pouts, a condescending furrow in his brow.

"but it's stuck"

"god-"

You shove your panties down, hastily, and kick them off until you're completely bare for him. Exasperation paints over your face, only to be replaced by a furious red blush once realisation hits.

Did you just-

"so desperate for me," he smirks as his palms glide over your hips, "fuck look at how wet you are, angel"

Jeonghan crooks a finger into you, dragging it along your slit before raising the digit to your face. There's a glint in his eye, half in awe, half amused.

"you're practically dripping off my fingers, baby"

You feel your cheeks heat up at the sight and turn away, mumbling something along the lines of 'c'mon don't tease'.

There's a chuckle on his end as he gives in, pushing the soaked digit into your mouth. Your cheeks hollow around his finger, tongue swirling, and he sucks in an unsteady breath.

"will you be good, angel? can you stay still for me?"

You hum, opening your mouth to say something, but you quickly cut yourself off with a moan when Jeonghan's tongue drags along your slit. He works the wet muscle into you, dipping inside to collect your arousal before spreading it over your clit. His lips suction your aching nerves, tongue prodding it rhythmically, and your back arches off the bed.

Jeonghan's eyes meet yours, his stare warning you to behave. Instantly, your hips settle back, and you try your hardest to keep still.

"good girl," he praises, mumbling into your clit. The vibrations of his voice shoot up your spine, and you feel your nerves sing, now on edge.

A helpless moan escapes you when he slides two fingers inside you, pumping in and out as you squeeze around him. The combined stimulation of his tongue on your clit and those long fingers inside you, has you dangerously close to falling apart.

"H-Hannie fuck don't stop m'so close-" you gasp, grinding your hips onto his face to match the rhythm of his tongue.

His lips curl up into a sickly smirk and you feel you stomach drop. Surely, surely he wouldn't-

"gonna cum?" he grins. The thrust of his fingers begin to slow their pace and his tongue circles the area around your clit.

You push your hips up, chasing his tongue desperately, but to no avail.

"please-"

"please?" he echoes.

"so close"

"mm I could tell"

The sultry edge to his voice has you torn. On one hand, he just denied you of what would've been the best orgasm of your life, while on the other he sounded so fucking sexy being in charge. You couldn't decide whether you wanted to slap him or pull him into a kiss.

Your thighs quiver with the weight of your ebbing orgasm, and you feel tears spill over as it fades into nothing.

"aw, angel," he coos, thumbing away the pearls slipping down your cheeks, "you were right there, weren't you?"

You nod, sniffling away pathetically.

"do you wanna cum?"

You nod again and he tuts.

"what did I sa-"

"yes! yes please- wanna cum, wanna cum so bad Hannie,"

Jeonghan smiles, satisfied, and lowers his face to your cunt, this time shoving three fingers into you without warning and lapping at your clit with such precision you almost came on the spot.

You moan, hands flying to his hair instantly. His tongue flicked at your nerves just right and the stretch of your walls around his fingers felt ungodly.

"d-don't stop please-"

He smirks against your cunt and pushes further, harder. Within minutes you come undone, feeling your body sink into the mattress as your vision turns white from pleasure. Jeonghan fucks you through your orgasm, licking at your juices lazily.

"taste so good" he groans, pulling his fingers out of you and sucking them into his mouth.

The room feels hot. Far hotter than before. You can smell yourself, smell the salty sweat dripping off of you. Jeonghan grins at your dishevelled state, revelling in the way he had you breaking on his tongue.

"still okay?"

"more than okay" you breathe, tugging him by the collar of his shirt, into a filthy kiss. You can taste the remnants of your arousal on his tongue, and it only makes you want him more.

You pull away, panting, and keep your fingers tangled in his shirt.

"you- are far too clothed for my liking."

Jeonghan's eyes crinkle into that smile you fell in love with, and your heart skips a beat. God, he was just so pretty.

"perv," he smiles.

"hey, I'm the naked one-"

"mhm and who's fault is that? didn't you take these off yourself?" he reaches down, grabbing your panties before waving them around.

"god- you're so-"

"handsome? skilled? tempting?"

"just shut up and fuck me already"

Jeonghan steps back, now standing in front of the bed, and pulls his shirt off. You feel your lungs drain.

He was on the slimmer side, so you didn't really expect much, but the sculpted contours of his pectorals and abs told you something else altogether.

"you're staring"

Shamelessly you let your jaw hang open as you sit up to feel his abs.

"m'not staring what are you talking about?"

Your hands trace over his torso, eyes transfixed by how beautiful he looked like this- staring down at you, one hand resting on your hair, cheeks flushed.

He takes hold of your wandering hand and drags it up to the centre of his chest.

"can you feel that?" he asks, voice raspy.

It's his heart.

"that's all for you"

His heart thuds against his chest, pace so quick you'd have thought he was a racehorse.

"I-" you start, unable to find the words.

"c'mere let me take care of you, hm?"

Ridding himself of his shorts and boxers, Jeonghan let's your hand trace over him.

Gently, he lays you down on the bed, making sure your head rests securely between the pillows. He hovers over you, balancing his weight on his forearms.

"might sting just a little, okay?"

You nod, staring up at him with wide, eager eyes.

Slowly, Jeonghan eases himself into you. He was long. Really long. Girth wise, the stretch didn't hurt too much, but god- he was barely halfway in when you started squirming.

"shh, I know, it'll feel good in a minute angel"

Pushing further, he distracts you with a sensual kiss, licking at the seam of your mouth. You grant him entrance, whimpering when he swipes over your tongue.

He bottoms out inside you, and for a moment, you still in his arms.

"that's it, baby," he mumbles against your lips, breathing hard as is to contain himself, "taking me so good"

When he feels you relax around him, he draws his hips back before pushing back into you. His is pace is steady, his thrusts are firm, you swear you've never felt so secure during sex before.

His length kisses your cervix right away and you cry out, back arching off the bed and into his chest. Your nails rake down his back, leaving deep red marks you're sure he'll tease you about tomorrow.

"fuck-" he seethes, thrusting into you, his jaw tense as beads of sweat collect at his temples.

"Han- oh my god-"

The room echoes with your voices- desperate moans and whimpers neither of you can be bothered to contain. Hot, steamy air floods the space, and you can smell his cologne, his skin as he pounds into you.

A hand reaches down to toy with your clit, stretching your lips open, leaving your nerves completely at his mercy. His middle finger dips into you, rubbing lazy circles against your clit, and you cry out his name like it's all you know.

He muffles your cries with his tongue, shoving it into your mouth as you moan and whimper into him. It's hard to breathe, hard to speak, hard to think, but you just can't get enough.

A particularly harsh thrust has you clamping down on him and he groans. His lips trail over to your ear, and he bites gently at the tender flesh of your earlobe.

"you feel like heaven-" he shudders, licking at the shell of your ear.

Your skin lights up, hairs standing on end, and you feel your orgasm building.

His fingers circle your clit faster, and his thrusts move to a brutal pace.

Moaning into each other, you chase your highs, hips bucking eagerly, desperately, as you finally come undone together.

Jeonghan fucks into you, helping you ride your orgasm as he does his own.

There's a long silence as he pushes into you, both you and him wincing from overstimulation. He gazes into your eyes, a soft smile gracing his lips, and kisses you deeply one last time, before pulling out.

Whimpering at the sudden loss, your hips chase him, and he scoffs, an amused look taking over his face.

"you're insatiable- c'mon let's get you cleaned up"

Before you can protest, you find yourself slumped against his chest, carried in his arms like a princess as he walks over to the bathroom.

You're met with an already filled bath, rose petals scattered along the surface of the water, candles lit up and arranged along the room.

"so I uh, I might have planned thi-"

You cut him off with a peck, giggling at his sudden nervousness.

"thank you," you beam as he lowers you into the water, following right after.

"anything for my angel"

아름다워

When you accidentally like Mingyu’s shirtless picture from two years ago you dread seeing him again, almost willing to let go of your crush.

⋆ pairing: mingyu x f!reader

⋆ word count: 3.5K

⋆ tags: dom!mingyu, degradation, praise, choking, oral (f&m receiving), deep throating, orgasm denial, teasing, big dick mingyu, mingyu looooves talking you through it, marking, spanking, unprotected sex

⋆ warnings: smut, alcohol consumption, cussing

⋆ notes: inspired by monsta x’s song beautiful and my own life kinda (maybe i need to stop writing abt things that actually happened to me) (i wont) (im a pisces moon) (my crush hasn’t confessed to me tho) (i’ll be waiting)

A loud exhale leaves your lips when you scan the busy room, the seat in front of you as empty as it has been for the past 10 minutes. Your friend has left you to flirt with some guy she's been eyeing the entire night, leaving you to nervously fidget with your phone, trying not to look too pathetic sitting by yourself in the packed club.

You honestly don't mind, able to entertain yourself quite well on the nights before, but tonight, tonight it's different. When your eyes finally catch him inside the room your entire body tenses, your teeth sinking into your bottom lip for some kind of relief. His presence is loud, and you feel like you'd be able to spot him within seconds in a crowd 10 times bigger than this one.

Kim Mingyu… his smile is bright and beautiful, his tall broad body moving with power as he approaches the sticky bar on the other side of the room. He makes head turn, his beauty captivating the many eyes around him, girls and guys, it doesn't matter. That's how striking his presence is.

Your eyes divert away from him quickly after seeing him, cheeks already burning with heat. Before the weekend you'd drunkenly scrolled through his Instagram profile, swooning over his pictures like you've done more times that you dared to admit. It's an honest mistake, liking someone's shirtless picture from years back, but you can't stop feeling like you ruined everything with that one stupid like.

He's a nice person, always making sure to say hi to you when you run into him in clubs. The clubbing scene was really a small society, everyone knowing everyone who went to the same area every weekend. Some even went during the week, no sleep as they go to work or school after.

With your friend having texted him to come to your favorite spot knowing you're into him you can't help the nerves running through your body. You almost dreaded seeing him, trying to forget about him all together, so ashamed of your little fuck-up. The serious attraction and pull you have towards him makes it hard to forget him, and even now, a part of you wishes to talk to him again.

A hand grabs your shoulder, and you already know it's him. You try not to make it seem to obvious you're totally into him, flashing him a small smile when your eyes lock together. "Y/n." he says excitedly, softly squeezing your shoulder. His friend Minghao stands next to him, a drink in his hand while he waves at you.

"Hi guys." you try to calm your nerves, scooting to the chair next to you against the wall when they're clearly giving you signals they're here to drink with you at your otherwise empty table.

Mingyu sits next to you, his thick thigh pressing into yours when he takes a seat, his friend sitting down across from you. "Where's Chae?" he asks, looking around to spot your lost friend. You point to the table on the other side of the room, watching her as she laughs in conversation with the three guys with her.

They both giggle, used to your friend's bright and extraverted personality. "Where did you go before you came here?" you ask shyly while playing with the straw in your cocktail. You look at them.

"We went to XX, but it wasn't really busy so," he trails off, shrugging. You nod, taking a sip of your drink. The strong drink tastes sweet, the alcohol in your body used to the flavor after downing the two big glasses you had before. "Oh, Seungcheol is here!" he then says in excitement, excusing himself before he leaves to talk to his friend, leaving the two of you sitting alone.

It's silent for a second, even with the loud music playing in the room, and you wonder if you're the only one feeling the thick tension between the two of you.

"So," Mingyu says. You turn your body to face him better, looking up at him with a small smile. You try not to slouch your shoulders, making you appear confident when in reality you're filled with insecurity from the situation you found yourself in. "Why aren't you at some guys's table, hm?" You're caught off guard by the question, your mouth opening a little. He chuckles. "I mean, I never see you leaving with someone, or even making out."

Because I always compare every guy with you. "Um," you laugh. "I guess they're never my type." you tell him, watching as he gives you a doubtful look. "Oh?" he frowns. "Never? No one?" he pouts his lips a little, almost looking like he's deep in thought. You nod, chewing on your lip while all kinds of thoughts scatter around in your head. Is he teasing me? Did he see the like? Is that what he's trying to say?

Like he can read your mind he flashes you a smile. "You like my picture from two years ago but I'm not your type?" you feel your face heating up again. Shit.

"Ahh.." you laugh, looking away in embarrassment. "You saw that?" you almost whisper, clutching onto your glass tightly. Mingyu hums, his lips forming a smirk while he studies you. He must think I'm an idiot.

He leans closer to you, his lips going to your ear. What is happening? "Am I your type?" he says into your ear, leaning back to look at you again. Your eyes are wide in shock. You don't know if you should deny or be honest with him, wondering if you'll even get away with it if you try to.

You swallow a lump in your throat. "Yes, Mingyu." you look back at him, not sure how to compose yourself anymore. You just hope he won't laugh in your face. "Oh?" he crosses his arms over his chest, his arms and pecs looking big and meaty. "Cute." he whispers, another amused smile on his lips. You try not to show how strained your breath is, softly clearing your throat.

Then, Mingyu surprises you by putting his hand around your throat softly, pulling your face closer to his to catch your lips in a gentle kiss. You gasp softly, his pink lips pressing against yours harder after feeling you relax against him. Your heart almost feels like it's going to explode, your entire body high on the feeling of his lips and warmth.

You feel his hot thigh pressing into yours more, his hand moving up to cup your jaw while he darts his tongue against yours.

When you deepen your kiss he puts his other hand on your upper leg, softly squeezing the skin. You can hear the groaning in the back of his throat as you two make out, the sound flying straight to your core.

When he breaks the long kiss the hand on your face slides down to grab your hand, looking at you as to ask if it's okay to get out of here. You smile, and Mingyu takes that as a yes, getting up from the seat to walk out of the crowded room while holding your hand tightly in his. You can feel the eyes of people burning into you as they watch you leave together, impatiently walking on the street on the way to his apartment.

It’s no secret how tall he is, but you feel even smaller with his body towering over yours, his hand wrapping around your waist protectively when you near his home. His fingers press against the touchscreen on his door, and the it opens with a small tune playing.

After pulling it closed again he wastes no time exploring your body with his big hands, your back pressed against the cold door as his fingers leave hot marks on your skin after touching your sides and waist, gripping you tightly.

Mingyu is such a sweet sociable guy, not a bad bone in his body and loving to make friends, and he actually genuinely shows interest in everyone, so when he touches you with his rough grip you’re a little shocked to see this side to him. You exhale a breath when his teeth sink into your neck, biting and sucking your skin like he’s been hungry for you for years.

You grab onto him in shock when he sucks a painful, deep red hickey into your skin, leaving wet kisses and kitten licks on the swollen spot. “G’na be a good girl for me, y/n?” he weaves a hand through your hair, twirling the ends with his fingers while kissing down to your collarbone. “Yes…” you whisper, closing your eyes in bliss.

“Yeah you better fucking be…” he mumbles against your skin, straightening back up before putting both his strong arms around your waist, picking you up easily and walking to the couch in his living room. He puts you down so you’re laying down on the big piece of furniture, his knees press into the soft cushion, sitting up while he hastily undoes the button of your jeans. “Can’t wait to devour that pussy of yours… bet it tastes just how I imagined.” he bites his lip, ridding you of the piece of clothing.

His words make you wetter than you already are, and you’re so turned on you almost don’t hear him, cursing yourself for not making a move before discovering he’s into you as well.

Mingyu hums seeing your ruined panties, a grin on his lips while he hooks his finger behind the fabric covering your pussy. You shift below him, watching as he moves it to the side.

He leaves taunting kisses on the inside of your knee, looking at you with his dark orbs while strands of his bangs fall into his eyes. You suppress the moan unwillingly trying to leave your lips, reminding yourself he hasn’t even touched you there yet.

His hands hook under your thighs, grabbing onto your legs tightly and spreading you wide open for him. He blows air on your now throbbing core, licking his lips before diving in like a man starved. “Fuck…” you groan, throwing your head back against the side of the couch feeling his plumped lips on your clit. He starts by pressing kisses onto the sensitive knob, eyes never leaving your face. He licks a slow stripe from your clit down to your slit, collecting your juices in his mouth before swirling his tongue back around your clit.

You can’t help yourself fisting his hair between your fingers, soft moans leaving your lips while he continues stimulating you. You gasp when he sucks on your clit, resulting into a lewd slurping sound.

“Cunt’s sooo addictive… could eat your pussy for hours y/n.” he groans against your core, and you bite your lip harshly, feeling the blood under your skin from the harsh sting you’re inflicting on yourself.

Mingyu catches you off guard again by pressing his hot tongue into your hole, moving and thrusting the organ inside of you. “M-mingyu…” you moan loudly, the grip on his hair tightening. He hums against your pussy, and you feel like crying. He’s so good at pleasing you with his skilled mouth, knowing just what to do to leave you moaning at every small action.

Your thighs try to close around his head, but his tight grip on your legs prevents you from doing so. He answers with a harsh slap on the side of your thigh, his eyes nearing at you in an almost strict manner.

You’re out of control of your own body, hips trying to buck up into his touch desperately. Mingyu groans again, face lifting up, mouth leaving your pussy.

“I though you agreed to be a good girl?” he growls, easily flipping you over on your stomach. Your knees dig into the couch, back arched and your cheek pressing into the pillow below you. You hold onto the soft pillow to steady yourself, gasping when he slaps your ass harshly. “You think bad girls get to cum, hm?” he delivers another hard blow to your ass, admiring how red his touch leaves your skin.

“Please…” you softly moan, squeezing your eyes shut from the throbbing feeling on your bottom. “I’ll be good from now.” you manage to breathe out, your chest expanding fast. Mingyu fulls your panties down to your knees before using his knees to open your legs further. He wraps his arms around your thighs again, his mouth back on your pussy. His nose presses against your folds while he hungrily eats you out.

You can’t help moaning, not able to keep any in as he eats you like no one’s every done before. One of his fingers press against your clit teasingly, his tongue back inside of you. You curse, high pitched whines filling the air. He rubs your clit between his fingers, softly pinching the wet bundle of nerves. You feel him smiling against your pussy hearing you lose it from his mouth and fingers, plunging two of his thick fingers inside of you while his tongue licks your wet hole clean.

Your ass presses back into his touch, fisting the pillow tightly. He starts pumping his fingers slowly, loving the way you vocally react to him. “Should I make you cum, baby?” he kisses from the inside of your thighs to you ass, looking at you while he adds a third finger into your needy hole. “Ahhf- y-yes.” you stammer, back to biting your lip in pleasure. He hums, his fingers moving faster till you cry out loudly.

“Such a filthy whore, aren’t you?” he chuckles, leaving gentle kisses on the swollen red mark on your ass. Mingyu watches as you lose yourself, body shaking in pleasure as you feel your orgasm nearing. “Mingyu…” you whine, about to cum around his fingers before he pulls them out of you, leaving you frustrated and empty. “W-wha…” you whine, pouting with your eyebrows furrowed. “Mingyu…” you whine again, struggling to push your body up to look at him. His lips are glossed with your slick, and he chuckles before pressing a lingering kiss on your lips, making you taste yourself.

He moves to stand up from the couch and loosens his belt. You sit up on the couch, watching as he pushes his pants down. “Don’t frown at me.” he licks his lips, grabbing the hem of his shirt before throwing it down on the floor. Your eyes go straight to the big bulge in his underwear, and you swallow a lump in your throat at the sight in front of you. Fuck, he’s big. When he pulls down his boxers you’re left breathless. His cock is even bigger than you thought, that combined with his girth has you a little scared. You wonder how he would even fit inside of you.

Mingyu steps out of his jeans, hands on your shirt to undress you till you’re both fully naked in front of each other. His body is so big and muscular, his hot toned stomach hard as rocks from hitting the gym so much.

He grabs the back of your neck, looking down at you when guiding his cock to you till it’s pressed against your lips. “Open up, baby.” he bites his lip. You do as you’re told, feeling his big dick entering your mouth slowly.

You waste no time closing your mouth around him, hollowing your cheeks as you start sucking him off. His groans hit your ears, and you look up at him to watch how his chest rises. You start bobbing your head, happily swirling your tongue around the sensitive skin. “Fuck y/n… such a good slut for me.” his grip on your neck tightens before he moves his hips forward, his dick already pushing against the back of your throat when he’s not even all the way inside of you.

“Fuck…” he moans, his hand grabbing your hair tightly. “Take my entire dick, okay angel?” you make eye contact with him, watching as he holds your hair while guiding his entire length inside of you. “Such a good fucking whore.” he praises you, your nose pressing into his pelvis. He starts thrusting into your throat slowly, the tip of his cock repeatedly hitting the back of your throat, sure to leave a weird bruise inside. You gag around his length, finding it difficult to accommodate such a big cock inside of you. “Goood baby, hold on a little longer for me, okay?” he groans, his thrusts speeding up a little.

Tears form in your eyes, quick to roll down your cheeks while you repeatedly choke on him. Mingyu wipes your tears with his free hand, his groans and your cries filling the room. “Fuck!” he moans, and you squeeze your eyes shut, your hand gripping his thigh to stop him before you choke again.

Mingyu lets go of you, pulling his cock out of you with a loud grunt. A string of saliva connects your lip and his dick, and you cough out of breath, thick tears blurring your vision.

“You did so good y/n. So proud of you.” he cups your cheek, wiping your tears till you catch your breath. He joins your lips in a long kiss before pushing you back against the couch, back to lying on your back like before.

He crawls on top of you, his left knee above your leg next to your waist, thigh pressing into yours while his right knee pushes into your kneecap, pushing your leg up, pussy all exposed to him. His hand finds itself next to your head, his face close to yours while his free hand goes down to grab his hard cock. “Ready?” he asks, looking back at you before kissing your cheek.

“Yes.” you tell him, relaxing into the couch as you eagerly wait for him to finally fuck you. You bite your lip when he presses the tip against your slit. He slowly slides it around your entrance, collecting your slick before he pushes in slowly. You let out a breath, his thick cock leaving your pussy burning.

You grab his big arm when he pushes in deeper, the stretch painfully good. “Shit… tight fucking pussy already crushing my dick,” he mumbles, slowly easing himself in till he’s balls deep inside of you. You both moan feeling each other like this, your pussy contracting to adjust to his enormous size. He kisses your jaw gently, his lips following the line till he gets to your neck, nestling his mouth against your skin before slowly pulling out again, leaving just the tip in, before plunging back in all the way, leaving you gasping under him.

“So wet baby… such a needy whore for me, hm?” he groans, setting a slow pace till you’re ready for more. “D-did you like that shirtless pic on accident?” he asks, sucking your skin softly. You nod, not able to get out a single word right now. He chuckles against your neck, snapping his hips back into you. You moan, clutching onto his bicep tightly. “Such a cute slut… looking at my pictures… probably imagining me fucking you like this, hm?” he picks up the pace, moaning in bliss at the feeling of your tight, hot cunt. “Isn’t that right?” he breathes out, sucking on another spot in your neck, sure to leave another dark mark there.

“Y-yes.” you admit, moaning. “Yes Mingyu…” you tell him, your other hand going around his body to grab a fistful of his hair again. Mingyu bites the hickey, the sound of his harsh thrusts filling the room. You bite down on your lip harshly, his cock filling you up so nicely, your head spinning in pleasure.

“Fuck baby… I’m gonna cum soon if you don’t stop crushing my dick like this…” he groans, a pained look on his face. “M-me too.” you tell him, pressing your head back into the pillow while he keeps assaulting your neck, marking the area like he has some claim over you.

Mingyu lets his body sink down against yours, laying on you while he pounds into you, moving his hips in all the right angles, fucking into you at a head tolling pace. His hand latches around your neck tightly, his fingers pressing into your ruined skin harshly. You find yourself lost in pleasure, your cunt squeezing around him faster and tighter, making Mingyu hiss. “Cum around my cock, baby. You can do it.” he groans against you. Your toes curl in pleasure, body trapped under him while you move up against him, your entire body spasming from the pleasure he’s giving you.

You let out a sting of loud moans when you come undone, your body all worn out and tired and sinking back into the couch. Mingyu curses, quickly pulling out of you before pumping his thick cock over your stomach, his thick seed covering you. “Fuck.” he curses again, hair stuck to his forehead as he pumps every drop on your ruined body.

Mingyu tiredly leans back on the other side of the couch, looking at you with a content smile when his eyes admire the dark marks on your neck and throat.

“My good slut… my perfect little angel.” he strokes your leg sweetly as you both catch your breath from the amazing fuck.

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think i need someone older

Living in a small village takes a toll on you after having lived in the big city. So, after months of feeling down, your brother Soonyoung decides to get you out of the house for some socializing with his friends. You meet Jeonghan, who for some reason, doesn’t seem to like you.

⋆ pairing: jeonghan x f!reader

⋆ word count: 7.9K

⋆ tags: village au, dom!jeonghan, jeonghan is kinda mean, enemies to ?, name calling, degradation, praise, choking, fingering, teasing, oppa gets used a few times, pussy slapping (once), dry humping, unprotected sex, creampie, wonwoo hears them

⋆ warnings: smut, drug use (marijuana), alcohol consumption

⋆ notes: my first fic on tumblr! this is the first time i’ve written a svt fic since i’m a baby carat 👉👈 hope you enjoy reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა - mar

title inspired by the song ‘older - isabel larosa’

(index ; next)

A sigh escapes your lips as you eye the growing pile of unread books on your nightstand, never in the mood to start any of them anymore. Buying books and reading books are two different hobbies, or so you heard.

Don't misunderstand, you used to love getting lost in the many different stories, getting sucked into the different plots pulling at your hearts strings in a way to escape boring reality, but, I guess, not anymore.

Nothing really feels fun or fresh anymore after getting back home from a year abroad living in a big city. The fast paced life excited you, meeting new people and seeing new places daily. Your life was filled with constant dopamine, with good highs and undeniably some low lows, but none you wouldn't pick over the dull, soulless life you had being back in your hometown, a small village with just over 10,000 people in it.

It doesn't matter now anyways, since everything is just a mere painful reminder of what was.

You squint your eyes when your bedroom door slightly opens, the light from the corridor startling your eyes for the first few seconds.

"Soonyoung.." you groan at your brother, who's eyes curiously peek at you through the small gap. His dark orbs almost disappear when he smiles at you sweetly. He closes the door behind him after stepping into your room, scanning the bedroom for a second before his gaze fixes back on you. You can tell he has something in that head of his, a small smile tugging on his lips before letting his body dip into your mattress.

A small groan escapes his mouth, and he crawls next to your body. "Are you all ready?" he asks, his finger swiping up on his phone to unlock it before tapping away vigorously. You turn your head slightly to look at his face.

"Ready? Ready for what exactly?" you frown.

The tip of his tongue sticks out while he's focussed on the screen in front of him. He inhales and turns it off with the click of a button, the phone falling flat against his chest before he looks back at you.

His cheeks seem to grow in size when he gives you a sweet smile. "Hanging out with some friends, wanna come with?"

You respond by quickly shaking your head with a subtle frown on your face. Soonyoung gives you a loud whine, throwing his head back into one of your pillows. Once he started whining you knew it was basically over for you. Stubbornness was a family trait your brother excelled at way better than you.

"Get up, you're going with me wether you like it or not." he gets up from your bed and smoothes some of the wrinkles in his oversized shirt, waiting till you follow him.

You sigh and get up, seeing how his face lights up when you do, except you know there wasn't any way getting out of this anyway.

A part of you feels excited to do something again after so many months of moping and numbing brain rot, but you would never admit that to him.

Soonyoung can't help feeling glee as you two walk together to one of his usual hang spots. As an older brother he knows all too well how down you've been feeling since being back in your village, not really knowing how to get you out of this rut he figured it'd be a good start to get you to socialize again, even if it was just his friends. But knowing some of them, he cant help wondering if he's making the right choice.

You two approach the small park around the corner of your street, walking way back to a graffiti covered metal dome that has been the village's hang spot for as long as you could remember. The dome is a modest 2 meters wide having built in seats, with a wide opening in the front so it isn't completely secluded from people walking through the park. Yet, the dark sky and late night breeze prevented many people from strolling around these days.

"Nyoung!" you recognize the voice calling your brother. The two of you approach, and you recognize one of the two people sitting in front of you as Joshua, who's been his friend for a few years.

You've only seen him a handful of times before, but he always had a sweet smile on his face whenever he saw you.

You make eye contact with the other guy, and you try not to think about how stunningly attractive he is, with long, dark hair falling to his shoulders and messy bangs that fall into his big eyes. He sits with his left ankle tucked under his right thigh, his right foot resting on the cigarette bud covered stone floor.

By his demeanor you could tell he wasn't into the idea of a random girl joining them. His eyes fall on you for a few seconds looking unfazed, and there’s a glint of annoyance rooted behind them.

He slowly changes his gaze to Soonyoung, giving your brother an acknowledging nod. 

"I brought my little sister!" you hear your brother say excitedly, his loud voice echos though the park as he places a hand on top of your head. You move away from his touch, hissing at him quietly.

Joshua gives you a warm smile. "So nice to see you again y/n! How long has it been, two years?" he purses his lips a little as to think if it's actually been that long. You nod. "Yes. Nice to see you, Joshua." you smile, feeling a little awkward standing in front of the two guys.

"This is Jeonghan," your brother says, pointing to the guy you deemed more unlikable by the second. You look back at him briefly, his features way too soft and pretty for a guy.

"He used to go to the same primary school as us, but I didn't know him back then as he was a few years above me." Jeonghan looks at you carefully, before lifting his hand and bringing a joint to his lips that you hadn't seen before. He takes a slow drag, his chest expanding as the smoke fills his lungs.

Soonyoung continues, "We met over a year ago at Joshua's place."

Jeonghan exhales the smoke, the strong smell of weed filling your nostrils. He takes his eyes off you to pass the joint to Joshua, and you feel slightly annoyed that he's being so aloof.

Joshua accepts the cigarette, using it to point at the empty seat next to him. "Chan's is on his way, something about his shitty car breaking down." he chuckles.

Your brother laughs loudly at the thought of his friend’s car breaking down again. He takes a seat on Joshua's left, the last spot being on the far right, next to Jeonghan, who's knee is covering half of the seat. You're positive he's not this dense, and assume he's purposely pretending not to notice while keeping his comfortable position.

Joshua however, seems to catch on, and stands up quickly, grabbing your elbow softly and having you sit next to your brother. He squirms in the far right seat, forcing Jeonghan to put down his knee, earning a blank stare from his friend.

You're still next to him, but feel grateful for Joshua's little gesture. Soonyoung reveals a small bottle of vodka from the pocket of his jacket, smiling while twisting open the lid and taking a big gulp. He groans in your ear, which makes you give him a displeased look before you chuckle.

You see Joshua's hand holding the joint up for you, and he gives your brother a quick look to make sure this is okay.

Your brother would usually make a point of this, scowling you for doing things you shouldn't as any brother would, but he's way too happy about you coming along he gives his friend the green light– not that you would listen to him if he didn't anyways.

You gladly take the lit joint, curious eyes on you while you put the tip to your lips and inhale deeply. The guys hold their breath, as to expect for you to cough like a fool, which you obviously don't.

The smoke blows in the air, quickly disappearing while the drug makes quick work in your body. Joshua laughs. "Don't remember this side to you at all." he tells you, and you stifle a laugh before taking another hit.

The revving sound of a car catches you all off guard, the three faces turning to see a car parked in the distance with its bright headlights shining.

"Shit, is that Chan?" Soonyoung shouts, jumping up from his seat when he sees his friend emerge from the expensive looking car. He spares no time, running in his direction while you hear Joshua drag out a long 'wow' before making his way there as well.

Chan used to be your classmate for years back when you were younger, and you knew him pretty well since he was so close with your brother. You remember walking back home from school a handful of times with him and your brother, his overly excited personality matching Soonyoung's like no one else could.

You stare at the abandoned joint, feeling a little tense now you're alone with Jeonghan. You hear Chan boast loudly in the background with his friends excitedly talking over each other.

"You’re hogging." Jeonghan says, and you turn to look at him before handing the cigarette back to him. He mumbles a quick 'thanks' before taking a hit, leaning back against the cold metal wall behind him.

"You two don't seem related at all." he then says, catching you off guard. You stay quiet while your lips pout ever so little, but Jeonghan can tell he's getting a reaction from you. What does that even mean?

He flicks some ash on the floor before continuing. "Soonyoung's so fun and loud," he fights a smile, looking at the frown appearing between your brows. "And you're, well..." he shrugs before lighting the unlit joint, the light from the fire illuminating his pretty face.

Your jaw clenches. "I'm what?" you say, fighting the urge to roll your eyes at him. Jeonghan happily takes another drag, not sparing you another look.

"Never mind." he lets out a small laugh, clearly amused at riling you up with such few words between the two of you. You wonder why Soonyoung is friends with such a prick.

The both of you look up at the approaching figures, their talking getting louder by the second as the three of them get closer.

When your brother takes a seat next to you again you visibly relax in your seat, his shoulder leaning into you comfortably. Chan gives you a big smile when greeting you, saying how it's been so long since you last saw each other and asking you some questions about your year abroad.

"Hyung! what do you think?! Ditched my old ride." he dangles his shiny car key in front of Jeonghan, squatting down after the eldest grabs the object for close inspection, cooing at him approvingly.

You spend a good chunk of the night caught up in conversation with Joshua, boding over having lived in the same country and how much you both miss it. You find yourself laughing a lot after that, the jokes and stories between your brother and his friends was distraction you much needed.

Like always, your lightweight of a brother ends up too drunk out of his mind after drinking barely half of the small bottle he carried, and Dino fights to jerk the glass from his stubborn fingers.

Soon after some protests you manage to take your brother home, rejecting Dino's offer to drop you off since you lived so close.

That night you lay in bed replaying the night in your head, your heart feeling full and content. The warm burn in your chest is something you haven't felt a long time, and even though it was only a short meeting you live the following days in ecstasy, high on this happiness making the meaningless days maybe not so meaningless.

Your brother's little mission to get you out more continues two weeks later, the both of you inside of his car on the way to Joshua's place to 'pick up something very quickly' as your brother had put it. You were supposed to go see some movie Soonyoung hadn't stopped talking about, promising you it would be worth it.

You weren't in the mood at all, even after you had a nice time a few weeks ago–that was two whole weeks ago. Today, you found yourself back dreading leaving your room again, but you promised.

"Wait here while I run upstairs," Soonyoung tells you before quickly disappearing to god knows where. You two just emerged from the corridor of the house, standing in the cozy living room with two pair of eyes on you.

Soft music plays on the tv screen, and you're hit by the strong smell of weed. The smoke hangs in the air, visibly dancing against the ceiling above.

Of course Jeonghan's here, giving you a blank stare before focussing on rolling his joint again. He has his long hair in a low ponytail, with loose strands of his bangs framing his delicate face. You can't help wanting to tuck the heaps of hair behind his ear, needing to see that beautiful face without any obstruction of view.

You've never seen the other guy before, but he shares the same odd look in his eyes, almost fully hiding behind the frame of his glasses. He stays like that for a second before giving you a small nod, his lips slowly curling up into a charming smile.

"Soonyoung's sister." he says. You hum softly, returning the smile he's giving you. "I'm Wonwoo." he tells you. His voice is deep, and you can't help but wonder what else that mouth can do. Your brother seems to have a knack of only befriending hot people.

"Does she ever dress like a girl?" Jeonghan mumbles, leaning back into the leather sofa before licking the seal of his rolling paper. He makes direct eye contact with you, and you stifle a loud breath.

Ass. Your face visibly shows your annoyance, and you're almost able to push away the thought of how attractive he looks wetting the paper with his dirty, witty tongue. Besides, what's wrong with your outfit? It’s fall and your oversized hoody-jeans combination is very on trend. It's street style.

"Aren't you basically wearing the same outfit, hyung?" Wonwoo comments, giving the older boy a quick look. Jeonghan rolls his eyes and sighs.

"Alright, nuisance. Stop standing there and sit down already." Jeonghan tells you, throwing the joint down on the table in front of him. You frown for a second before shaking your head.

"Soonyoung should be back soon." you explain, playing with the hem of your sweater. Wonwoo chuckles before speaking. "That should take a while, those two never follow through after seeing each other."

Jeonghan hums, smiling a little at the thought of his friends. Within seconds the smile turns into a taunting grin. "Or maybe he just wants to get rid of you?" he cocks his eyebrows up, licking his lips while he observes you.

You roll your eyes. Way to make me feel bad. You already feel like a drag having your brother putting in an effort to make you feel better. Him pointing it out didn't really help calm down your wandering thoughts.

"Anyways," Wonwoo says, catching on to the dynamic quickly. He pats the seat next to him. "You can add some songs to the queue if you want," he hands you his phone after you sit down next to him. Your hands touch for less than a second, but the action has your cheeks feeling hot. You both chuckle.

Jeonghan curses softly, grabbing the joint he discarded moments before and breaking his own promise of saving it for later. He really did find you irritating. He adored Soonyoung, so how could his sister, his own flesh and blood be so different from him? How could you lack all composure and walk around with this unlikable energy surrounding you?

"Will you be at the party this weekend?" Wonwoo asks, looking at you as you hand him back his phone. Shit, you almost forgot. The birthday party your brother is throwing for Minghao.

"Um," you bite your bottom lip, figuring you would be there regardless if you wanted to or not since the party will be held at your own home. "I guess so." you nod.

It takes another thirty minutes before your brother finally comes down, a happy smile plastered on his face like usual.

"Took you long enough." Jeonghan says, straightening up as if he can't wait to watch you leave. Soonyoung chuckles, shrugging. "You know how it is," he says before looking at you. "Thanks for entertaining her." he smiles and looks at the two guys sitting beside you.

Jeonghan grins. "Of course, shes quite the antic you know." he drips with sarcasm, a glint of amusement behind his eyes while making eye contact with you. You flash him a big smile. "I always am with likable people like you." Jeonghan flashes a smile right back at you.

The party is only two days later, with heaps of people showing up at your house to celebrate Minghao's surprise party. You really couldn't hide away in your room, and a part of you doesn't want to. The only thing you dreaded this night was having to see Jeonghan.

Luckily for you he minds his business, happily chatting with a group of friends and a full glass of booze in his hand. The alcohol is flowing, and you manage to contain the amount of drinks you consume, not wanting to do something you would regret later with your brother's friends around.

To your dismay your brother leaves your side after a few shots, running around socializing like his life depended on it. You aren't alone for long, seeing a tall figure approaching you from the corner of your eye.

When you look up, you're not surprised to see Wonwoo standing in front of you with an awkward smile on his face. He carries a shot glass in each hand, holding up one for you. You gladly accept it, thanking the older guy with a happy look on your face.

He puts the glasses together, locking eyes with you. "I'm happy to see you." he tells you before chuckling shyly. You grin at him. It's cute watching him act like this.

"Me too." you smile, your eyes shrinking in size. You bring the glass to your lips, throwing your head back as the cold liquid pours down your throat. Wonwoo hisses at the bitter taste, his face grimacing in pain. "Shit." he groans, and you keep yourself from reacting to the lewd sound.

"You're not really a party person, are you?" he asks, grabbing your glass and putting both down on the table next to you. He can't be more wrong. "I like parties," you look away to think for a second. "But it's kind of weird to drink a lot around my brother." You look back into his eyes, swallowing a lump in your throat when you see how intense his gaze is.

He nods understanding. "You really don't have to hold back with us." he chews on his plump lips. "You're our friend now too." You smile warmly at his words, and he might be right.

"Thank you Wonwoo." you catch yourself talking like you're on a mission, like you're trying to get him in your bed later tonight, his big hands exploring your whole body. You give him sweet eyes and your tongue glides over your bottom lip innocently. Shit, maybe the shot was already too much.

Wonwoo chuckles again, catching onto your subtle hints without you even knowing. You both take another shot when the birthday boy comes by refusing to leave you empty handed. 

You spend the next half hour talking to him about whatever, both feeling the effect of the booze in your bodies. You audibly make him laugh out loud, his booming cackle muffled by the music. You know you've moved past tipsy when your vision is getting blurry. And you find yourself ignoring the people partying around you.

He ends up inching closers to you, his face awfully close to yours when he looks down at you to talk directly into your ear. You pick up what he puts down, his tone matching yours resulting into playful banter.

"You look really nice today." he moves his eyes down to your body. You were wearing a long sleeved dark crop top paired with a short, tight denim skirt. "Didn't know you were hiding all that." you giggle at him, hitting your first against his chest softly. "Wonwoo..." you say shyly. He looks back into your orbs, gently biting the inside of his lip unknowingly.

"Well you look really good as well." you tell him, looking at him through your lashes. Wonwoo hums approvingly before grinning at you. "Jihoon is looking for you." you both look up to see Jeonghan standing next to you with bored look on his face.

"Ah," Wonwoo says, looking around for a second. Jeonghan doesn't say anything, but just makes eye contact with him. The taller one nods. "Right." he says before giving you a smile and turning to look for his friend.

You glare at Jeonghan, who's eyes glide back to meet yours with the same bored look as before. "You're lucky Soonyoung didn't see the both of you eye-fucking each other just now." his eyebrows slightly raise, his mouth agape. You exhale in annoyance. "We were just talking." you defend yourself, watching as he looks at you like you're the most disgusting thing he's ever seen.

"If you say so." he nods, clearly not convinced. "Don't talk to him again from now on." you snicker. You really don't see what the problem is, wanting nothing more than to put him in his place. "I'm not listening to you." you laugh, turning to get away from him.

Jeonghan grabs your wrist in his grip, not leaving you till you listen. "Yes you will." he says calmly, making you laugh again. He drops your wrist and gets closer to you, his lips inching into your ear. "Are you really that desperate?" he chuckles and shakes his head lightly, thinking of how unbelievable you are. You shudder at the feeling of his breath against your skin.

You purse your lips. "Get away from me." You look him up and down, expecting him to drop it and leave like you asked him, but he doesn't budge.

"You’re gonna drink some water and call it a night." he narrows his eyes at you, getting visibly annoyed at how difficult you're being. "You really are insufferable." you chuckle in amusement before rolling your eyes at him.

Jeonghan snickers, his jaw clenching. "Me? I'm the insufferable one?" he towers over you, nearing his face in front of you. You lean back, pressing your hands against his chest to push him off, but a sudden grip on your arm stops you.

"Hi guys." Joshua gives the both of you an over the top smile. "Can I talk to you guys somewhere? In private?" You exhale a loud breath, your night ruined within a few minutes. "Why? We're done he-" Jeonghan gets cut off by Josh. "Now." he presses, pulling you behind him as he walks to the nearest room.

Jeonghan sighs and follows along, entering a bedroom after his friend opens the door. He can tell it's yours by the pictures on your wall and the big bear plushy sitting on the neatly made bed.

The door closes when the three of you are all inside. "What the hell are you guys doing?" Joshua starts, eyeing you with a frown on his face. "You really want to throw a scene here?" he moves his face to look at Jeonghan.

"He started it." you say through gritted teeth, eyes nearing at Jeonghan. He glares at you. "I don't care, act like adults for gods sake." he shakes his head like a disappointed father, and you can't help rolling your eyes. "He can't tell me to leave in my own home." you argue, crossing your arms over your chest.

Joshua looks at the long haired boy. "Really? You can't tell her that." Jeonghan sighs in annoyance. "I wouldn't have to if you didn't send me over there in the first place." Your fists tighten in anger. Who were they to tell you what you could and couldn't do?

"If you all just mind your fucking business." normally you wouldn't have cursed at people you only met a few times before, but the alcohol in your body manifested in many different ways. "Maybe if you didn't whore around with your brother in the same room we would've." Jeonghan spits back at you.

Joshua curses under his breath when he remembers the time. "Shit, I have to get Minghao's present before its midnight," he sighs before nearing his index finger between you and Jeonghan. "Don't leave this room till you two are done. Fight, or make up, I really don't care."

With that he leaves the two of you alone in your room. You uncross your arms, dropping them down next to your tense body. You can feel Jeonghan's eyes on you, but you purposely ignore his gaze.

There's a few seconds of silence between the two of you before you decide Joshua should be long gone, and you turn to grab the door knob to get away from the prick as soon as possible.

The door only opens a few inches before it gets pushed back into the doorframe with a loud bang. You do a 180 turn, ready to verbally assault the boy who's hand you see are now next to your head, resting against the door. He puts his other hand on the other side of you when you try to move away from you. He has you trapped between him and the surface. There's only a small distance between your bodies now, and your eyebrows inch closer while you give him your nastiest glare.

"You heard Joshua. No leaving till we're done fighting or make up," he nears his face closer to yours, a cocky smile on his face before he whispers. "So which one will it be?"

"Fuck you." your lip quivers in anger, ready to push against his chest roughly. When your hands push off against his defined chest he catches your wrists in his grip, easily getting closer again while pinning them to your side against the wall.

A painful hiss leaves your lips, closing your eyes for a short second as he tightens his grip. "Oh you would rather fuck me?" you hear a laugh follow, and your eyes open to meet an amused look on his face. "You could've just asked me instead of putting on this fake little act of hating me."

You pull your arms, but he's stronger than you. "Act?" you can't help but chuff. There's no way in hell he can be serious.

"Oh come on y/n, don't act like you aren't practically foaming at the mouth every time you see mee." you notice the row of white teeth as he smiles cockily, those damn dark hairs falling perfectly into his eyes.

You pull your arms again, and he finally lets go of you, but his body doesn't move back. "And what's your excuse, huh?" you're the one moving closer to him now, standing on your toes as to assert some kind of dominance over him. He's still way taller than you.

Jeonghan chuckles. "I have none." he peers down at you, his expression almost curious, patiently waiting what you'll say next.

You frown, slowly sinking down onto both feet again. You look away, and don't say anything after that. The wheels in your head spin vigorously, what is he implying?

Then, he catches you off guard by tugging your jaw carefully between his thumb and index finger, and you release a breath you didn’t even know you were holding. He lifts your head a little so you're looking back at him again. You can tell something has shifted between the both of you, the energy between you two feeling a different kind of heavy than before.

Jeonghan hums approvingly when you don't fight him, slowly moving his hand from your jaw down to to your throat. He wraps his pale fingers around your hot skin, pushing you back against the door with his hand.

"Cat’s got your tongue?" Jeonghan whispers, a glint of amusement behind his hooded eyes. He then presses his soft lips against your jaw, a smirk tugging on his lips while he preps small kisses on the skin.

He notices how shallow your breathing has become, warmth pooling in his chest at the result of his own actions. A gasp leaves your lips when he pushes his fingers into the sides of your throat, not leaving you much room to move anymore.

"Jeonghan..." you growl, closing your eyes. The slight pressure on your jugular leaves you feeling lightheaded in the best way possible. Your hands find the fabric of his shirt, fisting it between your fingers, and softly pulling to try and get his body against yours. "So impatient..." he mumbles against your skin, nibbling right below your jaw. "Want oppa to touch you, hm? Tell oppa how much you've been wanting him to touch your whore body." Your face goes red in embarrassment, his words flying straight to your lonely core.

"Please..." you whisper, opening your eyes to see how he has you pinned agains the door. Jeonghan hums. "You can do better that that, no?" he chuckles, resting his lips against your burning skin as to wait for you to plead again.

You grab the wrist he's using to choke you, moaning softly at the intoxicating feeling. "Hurry." you tell him, curious on what he'll do next. A part of you hopes he gives you what you want, to choke you out in your bedroom with the threat of other people being able to hear you on your mind.

Jeonghan does what you expect him to do, tightening his grip on you while moving his lips from your skin to look at you, your eyes filling up with tears from the pleasurable pain.

You moan again, your mouth agape with a content smile on your lips. Jeonghan bites his lip. "Fuck, you're enjoying this aren't you?" he laughs, sounding like straight music for your ears.

You hear the lock of your door clicking before he removes his hand from your throat. "Fine by me." he replaces his hand with his hungry lips, kissing and sucking at your neck. One of his hands snakes under your skirt, and you flinch when he presses a finger against your panties, pressing up against your slit.

“Were your panties this soaked the whole time?" he laughs before gnawing your skin, sucking deep-red colored love bites into the surface. His finger moves teasingly up and down, the touch way too soft for your liking. "Jeonghan..." you plead again, bucking your hips against his finger to find some kind of relief. The older boy hisses in annoyance, his free hand pushing your hip back to keep you from moving.

"Tell me." he says, and you bite your lip in frustration when his finger leaves you entirely. "Oppa..." you pout, your breathing heavy. Jeonghan kisses down to your collar bone. "Please oppa..." your cheeks are red, but you don't know if it's from embarrassment or need.

"What baby?" his finger finds your wet panties again, pressing the digit against your throbbing clit. You moan at the contact, throwing your head back at the small touch. Jeonghan laughs at you. "Please touch me." you say, your body burning up from the teasing.

Jeonghan hums. "I am touching you." he smiles, his face moving up to meet yours again. You see the cocky expression on his face, amusement written all over him.

You whine with need and he chuckles before pressing a lingering kiss on your lips, looking at your face through his long eyelashes. "Want you- aah!" you gasp when he presses his finger harder against your clit. "T-to fuck me," you exhale a shaky breath. "Please." you look at him, your eyes watery and filled with lust.

Jeonghan hums again. "That wasn't to hard now was it?" he chuckles. He moves your panties to the side to sink two fingers deep into your desperate hole. "Fuck..." you moan, your head dropping down against his shoulder.

He moves his fingers at a steady pace, loving the way his fingers force your tight walls open. He can't help wondering how it would feel to have his cock there instead, contracting around his size uncomfortably.

You shudder when his thumb finds his way back on your clit, circling the sensitive bundle of nerves and crushing his fingers even more.

Jeonghan kisses you again, his tongue darting against yours desperately. You whimper against his lips. He's a damn good kisser, your mouths molding like they have always belonged together. You feel his bulge press into you, eagerly waiting.

He pushes another digit inside easily, your slick already finding its way dripping down his skillful fingers. "Such a needy pussy, baby," he groans, his plump lips pushing against your harshly. "Sucking my fingers in so deep, hm? So scared I'll leave you empty and desperate aren't you?" he chuckles, pumping his fingers into you at a set pace. You nod, your hands moving up to hold his neck for support.

You feel like you're not in control of your body anymore, bucking your hips into his touch shamelessly to try to feel him deeper.

"Please fuck me- hmph!" all air leaves your lungs when he curls his fingers inside of you, and one of your hands grab onto his hair tightly. "Need you to fuck me now." you breathe.

Jeonghan chuckles and presses his finger against your clit one last time, earning him a whine, before pulling out of you. You whine at the loss of his fingers, but aren't able to give it another thought as Jeonghan drags you to your bed, pushing you down on your back hastily.

When you watch stripping you of your clothes, you can’t help suppressing the grin wanting to sneak up on your face. You think about how the same boy who couldn’t stand to look or talk to you is now stripping you down like you were the only thing that could satisfy the growing fire in his chest. His lingering fingers feel hot on your skin, tracing your lines and watching the curve of your breasts as he leaves you in nothing but your underwear.

He swiftly removes his shirt, throwing it to the side. You can’t help admiring each other like this, almost completely exposed to each other. His body is slender but toned, with a trail of dark hairs peeking right above his jeans. “You’re so hot.” Jeonghan bites his darkened lips, putting both hands on your legs while standing in front of you. His touch is warm and intoxicating. He pushes your legs open a little, humming when seeing your wet panties again.

“Could use this pussy the whole night if I wanted to and you would let me, wouldn’t you?” he chuckles, and you gasp when he slaps your cunt harshly. “Where did that mouthy girl I know go, huh?” he grins at you, crawling on top of your body and trapping you under his weight.

You moan in bliss when he starts grinding his crotch into yours, the rough fabric of his jeans dragging against your skin. His hands cup your face, looking at you as he makes you wither in pleasure. He leaves a wet kiss on your cheek before crashing his lips into yours again, grinding slowly while he takes his time devouring you. Your hands find themselves on the small of his back, feeling how his skin burns under your touch.

Jeonghan groans against your lips when you push your hips up against his, crossing your legs around his body to get him closer. You start grinding against him, needing some kind of relief sooner or later. Jeonghan pushes his face in the crook of your neck, moaning into your skin softly.

“T-take off your jeans.” you stammer, uncrossing your legs from him and closing your eyes for a second to regain composure. You feel him smiling against you. “You can wait, whore.” he leaves wet kisses in your neck, and you bite your lip at the sensitivity. “Fuck you.” you mumble, breathing faster when he presses into you harder.

“Bet I can make you cum just by grinding into you like this.” Jeonghan mumbles, slowing down his movement. You sigh, closing your eyes. “I bet you can’t.” you tell him, crossing your legs around him again, knowing he’ll try anyways. “Hm? Why?” he looks down at you. You don’t answer, pressing your body against him harder.

Jeonghan chuckles. “Your little fingers can’t make you cum?” he grabs your wrists in his grip, pinning them back against the bed while he gives you another knowing look. You feel your cheeks turning a few shades darker, avoiding eye contact with him. You groan when he moves against you at a faster pace, his jeans pressing against your core, leaving you clenching around nothing.

“Need oppa to make you cum, don’t you?” he looks at how you squirm under him, body moving against his with need. He finally goes faster, biting his lip at the friction. “You think Wonwoo would be able to handle this needy pussy of yours?” he groans out, tightening his grip on your wrists. You moan in pleasure, pressing your head back into the pillow. “Don’t think so… n-need oppa to take care of you, hm? Fuck…”

“Jeonghan…” you moan again, bucking your hips into his desperately while he moves against you.

You feel yourself coming closer to your orgasm, the feeling in your stomach growing by the second. You’re overwhelmed by the pleasure you’re receiving, usually not able to orgasm when you’re by yourself. It’s almost painful, and you can’t help the moans spilling past your lips when Jeonghan moves even harder, pressing against your core harshly.

“That’s it baby, almost there…” he nibbles the skin under your ear. “Wait for me.” he tells you, squeezing his eyes shut. But you can’t hold back, moaning loudly when coming undone under Jeonghan. Your hips spasm, overwhelmed by pleasure as you ride out your high.

Jeonghan clicks his tongue in annoyance, letting go of you completely as he looks down at your tired body. “Now what did I tell you?” he sighs. Your wrist sting from his touch, your chest heaving up and down.

He undoes the button of his jeans, the sound of the zipper muffled by the loud music playing outside. He steps out of his jeans, and you see the big bulge hiding inside of his boxers. There’s a wet spot on the fabric.

Jeonghan pulls you to the edge of the bed by your thighs, kneading the skin softly before finally getting rid of his final piece of clothing. His cock springs free, hard and angry, the tip already wet with pre-cum.

“So selfish, never fucking listening to me.” He pulls your panties down, exposing your sticky hole to him. He discards them on the floor and props your feet on the bed, your knees up for him.

He crawls back on top of you, his thighs pressing into yours, pushing your legs closer to your body. His hands hold himself up on the bed, looking down at you with a grin on his face. You feel the side of his dick against your core, and see how long and girthy it looks through the gap between your bodies.

You bite your lip, already feeling yourself clenching at the though of having him inside of you. It’s been a while since your last time, and you’re unsure if you could even take his length inside of you. He’s bigger than the other guys you’ve had, and it scared you a little.

Jeonghan uses one of his hands to grab his cock, aligning it with your sensitive pussy. “You ready?” he asks you, looking at you. You nod at him, earning a chuckle from him.

He pushes the tip in slowly, inhaling a sharp breath. You tug your bottom lip between your teeth, the nice stretch already having you hungry for more.

He goes a little deeper, and your hand grips his arm tightly. “Jeonhan…” you groan, expecting him to wait for you to adjust to his size. Instead, he ignores your subtle plead, pushing in deeply till he bottoms out.

“That’s it baby… take it all like a good girl..” he groans, pushing his other hand back into the mattress. You moan when your pussy contracts around him as a plea for help, trying to get used to him. You make eye contact when he stills for a moment, finally allowing you to catch your breath before he plunges into you like a madman.

When he finally does so, you moan loudly, squeezing your hand tighter around his arm. Jeonghan fucks you quickly, chasing his release.

You both moan, and he lowers onto his elbows to get closer to you. You feel his lips pecking your cheek sweetly, while his cock shows you no mercy, only seeming to speed up thrusting into you.

“‘Rpussy’s soo tight..” he slurs, groaning lowly. His cock splits you open so nicely, and you’re even able to feel the veins of his dick dragging against your tight walls.

He snakes one arm below your waist, holding your hip tightly while his other hand grabs the back out your neck. His feet press into the floor, and he fucks into you even deeper after the slight change in angle. “Fuck!” you curse, feeling tears build up in your eyes. He moves his hand to fist your hair, holding onto it tightly while moving his hips into yours deeply.

“y/n?” you hear a knock on the door, eyes widening when you recognize the deep voice immediately. “J-jeong-“ you whisper, pushing your hand against your mouth to keep you from making any sounds.

Jeonghan grunts, moving his hand from your hair to pin your hand to your side. You swallow a moan when you hear the doorknob ratte, Wonwoo trying to enter after not getting a reply. He knocks again when it doesn’t open.

You quickly press your other hand back against your agape mouth, giving Jeonghan a glare. He glares back at you, his eyebrows furrowed in anger. The hand around your waist leaves, roughly pulling it away from you again. he grabs both your wrists in one of them, pinning them above your head tightly. His free hand goes down your body, pressing against your clit tauntingly.

“Y/n-“

“F-fuck!” you moan loudly, groaning after. You’re sure Wonwoo heard, because after your loud moaning you hear nothing anymore. Jeonghan chuckles, moving two fingers against your clit. “F-fuck you…” you moan, moving your body against him desperately. Jeonghan hums, biting his lip to keep himself from moaning at the feeling of your cunt trying to crush him with every thrust.

You feel another orgasm coming, and you’re sure he’s close too. “I-i’m almost…” you stutter, pushing your head back into your pillow. Jeonghan removes his fingers from you, letting go of your wrists while pulling out of you. You whine at him, the nearing orgasm washing away. Jeonghan’s chest rises quickly, looking at you for a second before flipping you over on your stomach. He pulls you by your hips, having you on all fours in front of him.

His body meets yours, and you fist your mattress when feeling him enter you again. Jeonghan moans loudly, gripping your hips and slowly thrusting inside of you.

The angle makes you cry out in pleasure, the tip of his cock slamming into the sweet spot you didn’t even know you had. You’re overwhelmed by pleasure, struggling to keep yourself up for much longer. Tears fall from your eyes before you weakly fall down into the mattress, your left cheek flat on the bed. Jeonghan puts his hand in your hair again, his face buried against your ear while pressing his body down into yours.

He picks up the pace, his thighs slamming against your raised ass quickly. More tears fall from your eyes, leaving you a moaning mess underneath him. “Jeong-h-han…” you stammer, squeezing your eyes shut. He grunts into your ear, his breaths loud. You’re so close, your pussy contracting out of your control.

“What? Isn’t this what you wanted?” he says, pushing your ass down so you’re laying flat on the bed. He grabs your throat with his free hand, his grip tight on your neck like before. “Gon-Gonna cum, baby. Gonna cum inside of your pussy, okay?” he breathes against your ear. You let out an inaudible sound before giving him a small noise of approval.

You push your ass up into him, the lack of air pushing you over the edge completely. You cry out one last time when you cum around his cock, groaning at the amazingly painful convulsion around him. “Fuck!” Jeonghan moans before you feel him twitch inside of you, filling you up with his cum. He rides out his high, his thrusts getting slower before he pulls out of you.

He lets go of you, letting himself fall down next to you. You close your eyes while trying to catch your breath.

You feel his hand stroke your back, his warm fingers leaving a trail on your skin. You groan softly and turn your body to meet his. He’s on his side watching you, his hand moving to cup your cheek.

You give him a small smile, shivering when you feel the autumn cold suddenly hitting you. Jeonghan gets up, putting the soft covers over your body and tucking you in tightly. You watch as he gets dressed, gliding his hand through the wet hair on his head.

He takes a hair tie out is his pocket, putting his hair in a low ponytail before sitting down on the edge of your bed and tucking a piece of hair behind your ear.

“You’re going?” you ask, earning a nod from the boy. “Yes, Minghao won’t let me live it down if I’m not there at twelve.” You chuckle, nodding softly.

Jeonghan gets up, looking back at you before opening the door. “Might want to lock it before Wonwoo finds you laying here with my cum inside of you.” he grins, giving you one last look before closing the door behind him.

Maybe living in a small village isn’t so bad after all.

sucker (for you) || j.ww

“IT’S LIKE I’M A SUCKER FOR YOU”

PAIRING || Wonwoo x Female Reader

GENRES || Best Friends To Lovers AU, College AU, Humour, Fluff

SUMMARY || First year in college was always known to be stressful with all the assignments to complete, parties to enjoy and lectures to attend. But for you, it was a whole different type of stress: the conflicting (and growing) feelings of affection towards your best friend. Falling for him isn’t an option, but neither is avoiding him. So what do you do when you are down bad for the one and only Jeon Wonwoo?

Or, in which, one drunk party sends you hurtling down a rollercoaster of love for your best friend.

SERIES MASTERLIST || teen, age

MUSIC || Sucker by Jonas Brothers

WARNINGS || Nothing actually, mentions of alcohol, just drunk!wonwoo being a menace and me attempting to be funny

WORD COUNT || 14.5k (probably my most massive work till now)

A/N || This is the first time I’m seriously writing for seventeen so I’m just going to consider this as my first full length svt fic. Please do tell me your thoughts!! I had a blast writing this one so I hope you all enjoy it as much as i did! Also, advanced birthday gift (or really belated?) to my bestest friend Ni @jaynaur​ . I hope we continue to be friends for million years more. Thank you for sticking with me for all these years, I honestly couldn’t ask for anyone better.

TAGLIST || @misssugarlips​ @loevngyuno​ [thank you for being interested!]

“You are going to burn holes into his face.” 

Kwon Soonyoung hissed into your ears, causing you to glare at him. He raised his eyebrows, as though challenging you and you rolled your eyes.

“I’m not staring at him, I’m just…worried.” 

“Worried he’s going to end up sleeping with her?”

“Shut up, Kwon.” You muttered, eyes back onto your best friend, whom you were sure was going to regret every single action the next day. If he remembered, that is. True, the last few weeks had been extremely stressful for him, but to see the reserved Jeon Wonwoo you knew become drunk and act this wild was something new even to you, despite being his best friend for more than ten years. 

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