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THE ENHYPEN HOST || 15
|| Reverse harem || ft. TXT, Mingyu (Seventeen) & BTS
WARNINGS: foul language, explicit content, group sex, humiliation, sex in public, threesome, foursoome, rough sex, red flags, immoral acts, unprotected sex, morbid jealousy, comedy, parody, possessiveness, violent quarrels, arguments, betrayals, lies, femdom sometimes.
GENRE: +18, reverse harem, comedy, enemy to lovers, friends to lovers
PREVIOUS (FF) CHAPTER:
FIRST CHAPTER:
When I wake up I am not in Niki's room. It's the first thing I notice, I can't help but rise up startled to look around, am I already in cage? Is this how this day begins? Did Niki let him do it or did he wait for him to come out?
I sigh, still wearing last night's tshirt, briefs, and my mouth is bitter from smoking and not brushing my teeth, too tired.
Sunghoon enters in his room, he has an all too smug smile, seems to almost feel pity for me, I should too.
"You even bothered to bring me here?"
"I didn't feel like waiting for you to wake up from Niki's room." Amment serene.
I sneer, annoyed, as I get off his bed. "What are the plans for today?"
"What do you think?"
"I'm not going to do anything with you."
I hear him burst out laughing as I sigh looking at Heeseung's chat, did the idiot really send me the morning?
"What did you do yesterday? With Niki."
I lift my tired, sleepy gaze to his, then smile. "We did it every which way, first I was on top of him, then him. Forward, back, I had him all over." I see him laughing, yes, he's laughing, but only because he doesn't want to show that he's bothered by this, after all, he knows it could have really happened (and it did, but not in these ways and certainly not lightly).
"Oh yeah? So you like the much smaller ones? Gross."
"Riki is my bias, after all." I laugh too, walking to leave the room.
He doesn't stop me but follows me, and I go to the kitchen to make myself a long espresso. "So, nothing to do today either?"
"No, nothing in particular. - He explains, walking away to get a small bottle of water from the fridge. - So, do you have Heeseung's number now, Jake? Niki probably gave you his too, didn't?"
"Do you want to give me yours too?" I ask, approaching the fridge to get some milk to stain coffee with, he opens the door for me. I look at his face for less than a second, then sigh and pick up the brick, moving away again to pour it into the cup. He takes his time answering me, who knows what he's thinking-probably wondering what he could say to make me feel worse.
"You already have so many people you can call in times - he says, approaching the door - you don't need my number too."
So, he crosses the hall and disappears. I am left alone with my coffee and some doubt, as well as a strange bitterness in my chest, better not to think about it. I check social since it's been a while since I've done so and surprise surprise, I choke when I find out that with his official account Yeonjun actually wrote me on instagram.
Of course he doesn't follow me, but since I have the open account he can write to me.
In the meantime, Sunghoon has returned to the kitchen with his own phone, but I am caught off guard, instinctively afraid that he might find out such a thing and therefore rail further against me.
"Do I scare you that much?" He huffs, annoyed, but continues to look at the phone screen, intent on sending messages by typing quickly. He looks agitated.
"In fact, you do convey a certain uneasiness to me - I sigh, turning off the phone screen, he notices though - but I'm not af raid of you."
"That's good - he says, but he doesn't seem at all focused or present, something is going on behind his screen. - Because it's Heeseung you should be afraid of."
I wearily lift my eyes to the sky, he took short time. I sit at the table, away from him, resuming staring at the screen as I sip my coffee and it still feels too strange, should I respond? Surely it's not nice to ignore him - he even wrote to me with the official account....
"What are you smiling about?" He asks annoyed.
I immediately compose myself, turning off the phone again. "What do you care? Mind your business."
"Yah! - He raises his voice, I raise my eyes a little scared and he notices, so he clears his voice calming down. - Really, you should put the phone down."
"What?" - I ask incredulously, and a little amused. - Are you kidding?"
"You can choose to put it away yourself, or I'll take it."
I immediately pick up the device, placing it between my thighs. "What? Are you crazy all of a sudden?"
"Never been sane. - Approaching threateningly, I stand up. - That idiot will text you all the time, and you apparently can't take your eyes off the phone, so we'll settle it politically."
I laugh as I flee for the kitchen, avoiding him. "You've been with the phone the whole time, too!"
He stops, I can see it, he covers his mouth because by dint of running and chasing me around the kitchen he's had to laugh too. He coughs again, gets serious.
‘Of course I have real commitments, important people to answer to.’ I arch my eyebrows in amusement, I actually have important people to answer too but I don't need to say that, I don't want to annoy him further. ‘Then you shouldn't waste your time on unimportant people like me.’ I explain. He, however, takes advantage of my moment of vulnerability to reach over and take the phone out of my hands, raising his hand so that I can't reach it. ‘Shut up, okay?’ OK my ass, Park Sunghoon, ‘Give it back.’ I ask, doing so politely, this doesn't have to turn into a war. ‘Why do you want it? Forget it - he replies, with such nonchalance that it creeps me out. - So you talk to Heeseung a lot? Do you have fun over the phone?’ I keep smiling nervously, I want to slap him, he's so arrogant. ‘Give me your phone.’ ‘What?’ He bursts out laughing, putting mine in the back pocket of his suit… black. ‘I'll let you have it if you give me yours.’ ‘No way.’ He laughs. ‘Then give it back to me, there's not a single reason why you should have it.’ ‘There are reasons - he says. - The first is that I don't know your code, so, I can't do anything with your phone. The second is that this is my turn, your time belongs to me, so I choose what you can and cannot do.’
I am speechless for his logic, his arrogance no knows bounds, I am fascinated by this but not in a good way. Park Sunghoon, are you a sociopath?
‘It's not written anywhere that I can't use the phone.’ Just as I speak, in front of me, he pulls out his fucking phone and replies, as I can see a few metres away, to a very long message. ‘Then let's write it down.’ He says.
As I suspected something is going on, but who is he talking now? The messages are long and Sunghoon stays writing the reply for several seconds, to the point that despite being aware that stealing his phone now would be so easy, I still decide not to do it.
He has a stern expression on his face, he's so handsome when he's angry that it makes you want to make him really angry. I sigh, realising I've been staring at him for too long, so I simply return to my coffee.
‘Don't drink just that, eat something.’ I look at him, he's focused on the screen, I force myself to get angry but it actually still makes me a little bit impressed that he's pretending to care about me. ‘No thanks.’ ‘Don't be such a kid.’ ‘Aren't you too busy answering to talk to me too?’ I ask, and he lifts his gaze for the first time in a while, staring at me amused. ‘What, are you feeling neglected?’ I open my mouth genuinely surprised, how dare he? ‘Give me my phone back, stupid.’ ‘Stupid?’ ‘I thought about it, I'm older than you, you should start... c-comport yourself well. - I say that but my voice is shaking at the end. - You're d-disrespectful.’ He bursts out laughing, turning off his phone and putting it back in his pocket. ‘What, and you want me to call you noona too?’
Let's not exaggerate, I think as I cover my mouth because I can't help smiling, I'm such a pervert…. is just a word, why should it have that much effect on me?
‘Look at her, she can't hide it! - He accuses me aloud, while his laughter fills the atmosphere all around. - Oh my god, do you really want to hear me say that? Pathetic, give up now.’ ‘If you hold to that like you did with the ‘I will never sleep with you’ then can we say you'll do it by the end of the day?’
I bite my lip, I knew he would be angry. He approaches twisting his lips, the evil ice prince, he has his hands in his pockets but bends slightly to get to my height.
‘And tell me, how is Heeseung?’ ‘What does Heeseung have to do with it now?’ ‘About this thing which I really don't remember - he smiles smugly - what does he think? Is he trying to reassure you by saying it was a mistake?’ ‘You realise you can't talk about something you deny happened?’ He laughs again, pulling away. ‘It doesn't change anything, whether it happened or not. ‘ I take a few steps towards him, narrowing my eyes. ‘Then why not admit it happened?’ He backs away further, laughing. ‘Because it doesn't matter.’ ‘Talking to you is pointless, isn't it?’ ‘We can deal with it like two adults. - He explains calmly, taking his mobile phone back, writing a short message and turning it off again. - Now let's talk about what happened yesterday, where you were with Niki, who was with you? And Heeseung?’ ‘You keep asking me about Heeseung… - I giggle, nervous. - Like it's important.’ ‘It isn't? Then you should let me read the chat.’ I swallow, not expecting such a request. ‘W-what? No?’
At that moment, Sunoo enters the kitchen, Sunghoon is about to distance himself from me as the comrade passes between us and approaches for coffee.
‘Didn't you go out?’ Sunghoon asks, first. Sunoo, so elegant and pale, sighs almost disappointed. ‘Good morning.’ I sit at the table looking down. ‘Good morning.’ ‘You're excited, aren't you, hyung?’ The younger man asks, sitting down next to me and observing me. ‘What?’ Sunghoon asks. ‘It's finally your turn, you've been looking forward to it. - He smiles, bringing his cup to his lips, takes a sip. - Noona shouldn't you eat something? Then you'll end up sick.’
Wow, Sunoo, just like everyone else, is simply dazzling up close. It may be the make-up, but his skin appears free of any kind of imperfection, his features are so fine. He has a very different glance to the rest of the world, calmer, maybe mature, but equally brilliant.
‘And you? How are you going to get through the day with just a coffee? ‘ Sunoo crinkles his beautiful big eyes, he's surprised but doesn't want to show it. ‘I'll be fine, I have vitamins.’ ‘Do you want me to cook you something quickly? - I sigh worriedly, getting up. - I'll be quick for real.’ ‘Noona… no need, really.’ He laughs, embarrassed, how cute… ‘Go to that bar you like so much - snorts Sunghoon, taking out his wallet and putting several tens of thousands of won in his hand - and really do it.’ ‘I don't want anything from you, hyung.’ Sunoo replies, but Sunghoon grabs his hands, preventing him from pushing the money against his chest. The two look at each other for several seconds and God if I am fantasising. 'Then you really are…how envious. I'm jealous. - Sunoo laughs, pulling away first. Sunghoon swallows, struggling, looking away nervously, then the younger man comes towards me, smiling. - I'll BOY something good for you too, noona, since you're so nice.’ ‘Thank you…’ I nod infatuated by his sweet and spicy scent.
Sunoo leaves the room and walks out of the attic, Sunghoon looks at me, he's angry but I don't understand why. The fact that he approaches so suddenly, walking against me, makes me spontaneously back up until I freeze against the wall, I swallow, he's really… close.
‘W-What did I do?’ ‘I don't know but stop it.’
This is all crazy. I slide under his outstretched arm leaning against the wall and walk towards the corridor, he stops me, as usual, with his stupid strength and I give in.
‘What do you want?’ ‘Aren't you going to answer?’ ‘I have nothing to say to you.’ ‘I can be nice, if you'll be a good girl.’
I stiffen, he absolutely must not say such things. I'm very sensitive, even if it's an asshole like him saying them.
‘Sunghoon, what's on your mind?’
He walks towards me, he is close but does not cross the line, I can feel his breath caressing my forehead, it is as if time has stopped. I hate feeling so at a disadvantage.
‘What should I have on my mind? I just want to talk.’
He says this grabbing me by the arm and dragging me into his strange bare room, he pushes me against the bed but as usual, he is not abrupt, I fall exactly as I should have fallen. He, though at arm's length, has climbed into bed with me, crawling.
‘Talk about what?’ ‘Let's see if you're honest… who were having lunch with you yesterday? ‘ I pale, evidently also. ‘W-what?’ ‘Who, were, with, you? - He smiles but is nervous. - Come on…’ ‘Why do you want to know?’ Sunghoon gets serious all of a sudden. ‘Riki is a kid who gets manipulated by those assholes, and you would do anything to get laid.’
I do, I don't even think about it for a second, I slap him on his fucking elegant cheek which turns red within seconds. I'm terrified of my own behaviour, I should never, never have reacted like that.
He touches his cheek as he looks at me surprised, but also definitely annoyed. ‘Who were you yesterday, Amanda?’
Did he call me by name? I don't remember if he did before, but the way his voice vibrates, his tone serious and deep, makes my knees tremble and my throat dry.
I swallow, backing away as I sit on the bed. ‘We were together with Yeonjun and Soobin.’
There, now he is really angry. There are several reasons why he might be: the first is that, thinking me an easy chick (even though I actually am) he might be afraid of venereal diseases or something, the second is that he obviously hates them.
From first to last.
‘Oh yeah, and did you have a good time?’ I raise my pupils, that's just like him reply like that. ‘Do you really think that just because I met them then I laid with them?’ He doesn't answer right away, seems to think about it, then looks at me. ‘Yes.’ ‘I already told you - I reply, unable to mask my nervousness - think what you want.’ ‘I don't actually believe you - he says, approaching slowly - but you can try to change my mind.’ ‘W-Why should I?’ I laugh, but I don't realise fast enough that by grabbing me by the waist, he pushed me down so that I was right underneath him, between his legs. ‘Because if I'm not angry - he whispers, hunching over me, who remain pressed against his mattress, unable to breathe - it will be more pleasant.’ ’W-What?’
He smiles for less than a second before taking off his little black shirt, revealing a body that is nothing short of divine. His shoulders broad as fucking highways meet at the height of his collarbones, so prominent and defined. His chest appears immense in front of me, as I gaze shocked from below.
How can he… be real.
‘If you cooperate, I will show you more and more.’ He says, taking my hand to rest it on his abdomen so tight, so flat, so hard. ‘Don't… A-Are you kidding?’ I ask genuinely confused. ‘You really didn't do anything with Riki?’ He asks again, pushing my hand lower, but not too far.
This is…. I have to get up from here.
‘N..No…’ I whisper.
WHAT THE FUCK.
Why do I please him? I regain my senses thankfully and try to get up to move away from him but he stops me from the waist, forcing me under his body.
‘No, eh? Why? Cause did Heeseung ask you?’
We look into each other's eyes, i'm feeling strange. His gaze is serious enough to make me uncomfortable, at the same time I feel like this is the only time Sunghoon takes me seriously.
‘Yes.’ I reply.
He didn't expect such a response, it is obvious, so much so that he lets his grip on my hips but I don't use this moment to escape, I remain helpless, as if my body were lifeless.
‘What?’
I don't answer, but it's as if I did.
Sunghoon's phone starts ringing just at this moment but he doesn't move, instead he grabs my shirt and lifts it up, I am only in my briefs underneath. I don't run, I don't flinch, I don't even know what's going on.
I'm just lying.
‘Do you want Heeseung?’ ‘Your… the phone rings…’ I say softly, looking away. ‘He's just messing with you.’ ‘I know.’ I admit. ‘You know?!’
The phone stops ringing for a second, then a second call comes in, apparently urgent.
'And you? - I ask him. - Aren't you messing with me too?’
That's when in less than a second, as the annoying ringtone becomes sweet music, Sunghoon leans over and taking my face with both hands kisses me, for the first time.
But… what the fuck…..
I push him, he insists, I try to push him away but after a couple of times I stop fighting. He kisses me, really kisses me, he's not touching me outside my face but my body burns as his tongue melts over mine like ice in lava.
A third call starts, this time I really push him and he stops.
He gets up without saying anything, I get the impression that he is angry while walks to the desk where he had left the phone and answers.
‘What the fuck…. who is?! - He answers really, really aggressively to the call….. I hear a female voice. Sunghoon has his back to me but I think I know which his expression have, his silence lasts too long. - What?! No!’
Several more seconds of silence.
‘Fuck, you can't do that! I'm coming..... I said…. yes.’
When he closes the call he loses several seconds before turning around, but by the time he does I'm already up. He walks towards me, his long black fringes covering his eyes but he has a really scary expression.
He takes off my shirt, I'm so surprised I don't realise I have to stop him, then I catch a glimpse of his dark eyes.
‘Wait in Jungwon's room.’ ‘W-what? Give me the shirt meanwhile..’ I say, trying to grab it back. He moves his arm. ‘No - he shakes his head, making a noise of denial with his mouth - you're going to stay like that.’ ‘S-Sunghoon who's coming?’
He doesn't answer immediately, in fact, he tries to boycott the discussion by throwing the shirt to grab my thin briefs from my hips, I see his long fingers bend around the lambo of fabric and seriously I can't stop him.
He touches my abdomen, my thighs, with his nose, with his lips.
Shit…
‘Wait in Jungwon's room.’
Why do I let him undress me? Why do I let him take me to Jungwon's room? And why specifically his?
‘Honestly - he says, still holding my underwear - I don't have enough time to tie you up. This is the only room with a bathroom that you're allowed to enter, and you can't go outside.’ ‘G-Give me the phone.’ He bursts out laughing, but you can tell he's faking it, he's really pissed off, unhinged I dare say. ‘No kidding.’ ‘What…. What am I supposed to do?’ ‘Wait for me.’ He says, and then SIMPLY closes the door.
So I'm naked and in Jungwon's room, which is particularly neat but monochrome, mostly, all white, grey and beige.
I lean against the door, wondering who it is. Wonyoung? It looks… dangerous to me.
‘Are you an asshole? I'll kill you.’ Someone shouts, sounds like her to me, also seems to hit him repeatedly with maybe a bag. ‘You can't come here. Who did you come with?’ ‘You really want to tell me that? - She replies offended, advancing into the living room. - You're a fucking asshole, I'm going crazy.’ ‘If I was boring you would have snubbed me.’ He chuckles, in confidence.
Their tone is almost childlike, it doesn't sound like they're really arguing.
‘What the fuck is wrong with you these days?’ She asks. ‘Nothing, it's the change of season. Why are you here?’ ‘Ah, that sucks. You've gotten so used to it - and I guess she's talking about herself - that you don't even want to…’
Their bickering is interrupted by a stony silence, because… I guess the sound of their kissing doesn't come through the door. Why am I trembling? Am I scared or envious?
‘I know the boys are out all day today.’ She giggles. Sunghoon does the same, but in a different way. ‘How do you know? You let me spy?’ ‘Who knows… never let it be said that the princess of Korea is betrayed by any idol.’
They kiss again, at length.
Fuck, she is just incredible. I wish I was a tenth of what she is to live just better. And I feel pretty shitty too, I mean… I wouldn't feel guilty if she was aware of it of course, but really, beyond what I think of Sunghoon, never let it be said that someone like her has horns, for someone like me then… that would be inexcusable, I would deserve the pillory.
He whispers something to her that I can't hear.
‘And I don't like bullshit.’ She replies though, getting up, walking down the corridor, he follows her. ‘Wonyoung, don't do that again. Coming here is dangerous for you too.’ ‘Ok, but now fuck me.‘ ’You asked for it.’
I'm quite surprised. I mean… I imagined this would happen, but I thought I had more time to deal with something like this.
Thus began whole hours of fucking wild sex.
And I, honestly naked, locked in Jungwon's room, don't know what I could use to take my life without feeling excessive pain. I could try to use a pillow to suffocate myself or throw myself out the window, but the building is really high and the torture would be really long.
They scream, she moans at the top of her lungs. Right now they must be looking at each other, possessing each other in a very different dance than they are used to. It must all be so sweaty, wet, and elegant, their bodies high, dry….
Lying on Jungwon's bed, after putting on one of his shirts (I'll apologise later) I realise that although his sheets smell like everyone else's, his pillow smells too. Like borotalcate. It is so fresh and natural, it makes me want to sleep.
I try and try again but they keep moaning, panting, screaming. I get up, desperate, I walk around the room. This cannot be happening.
The screams subside and I can breathe.
When I hear the doorknob click, I snap too, terrified. Someone has tried to open it, and it is not Sunghoon because he knows he has locked it.
‘What are you doing?’ Sunghoon asks agitatedly, behind the door. ‘Take it easy you idiot. - She snorts in offence. - Where is the bathroom in this house?’ ‘That way, this is Jungwon's room.’ ‘He locks it huh? Strange…’ ‘He does it because Riki takes his clothes.’ ‘Mh, if you say so - sigh. - I'm going to take a shower, bye.’
After several minutes it happens what shouldn't have happened, seriously, I could have faced a few more hours without water and mobile phone, it would still have been better than seeing Sunghoon walk through the door, half naked, his wide tracksuit slipping over his pelvis, his hair dampened, his fucking lips consumed by another's kisses.
‘Are you ok?’ He asks, without looking at me, as he hands me a bottle of water. ‘Get out immediately - I whisper, terrified - are you out of your mind?’
Sunghoon approaches, he is tired, he looks like a zombie. He places the water bottle on the desk before grabbing me by the face and resuming kissing me, like before.
What is he doing? This… this guy has gone crazy! They've all gone mad! I am living in the worst and best erotic nightmare of my life but I really need to wake up now.
He kisses me, his tongue is not fast but passionate, he savours every inch of my lips as I sink into the softness of his, our noses brush against each other and his hands caress my cheeks, my hair, he holds me from the nape of my neck so that the kiss is more intense.
I really want to die in this moment, because imagining that it will end devastates me.
He stops, perhaps he has finally woken up from his nightmare. Yet I still cannot see his eyes, preciously hidden under the thick bangs that also look so soft and into which I would like to sink my fingers.
No… he has not woken up.
‘Why are you wearing Jungwon's things?’ He asks, in a whisper, I can't even tell if he's looking at me, he's become so strange, unrecognisable. ‘If she came in…’
Sunghoon approaches me again, takes the t-shirt from the edges and lifts it slowly over my body, and the truth is, I don't stop him this time either.
‘You wouldn't want to… - He asks, laughing awkwardly, as if he's really out of it - wear only my things?’ I am… confused. Confused, tired and terribly horny. ‘I maybe… - I say, swallowing, I feel like I'm drunk and I haven't even had a drink - no… you're crazy. Maybe you're the craziest of them all.’ I smile upset, turning away from him. ‘When you're good at everything, you end up a little crazy in the end.’ He smiles this time too, but as usual, he doesn't mean it.
He takes my face again, he kisses me again, to deny him would be like going against my own instincts, I can't resist him.
This time his hands touch me, how very much they touch me. He cupping my breasts, picking them up as if they were tiny, then his lips slide over my nipples and I moan.
‘S-Stop it….’ ‘Shut up.’
ok short poll because it amuses me, bye
NEXT CHAPTER:
THE ENHYPEN HOST || Special
|| Reverse harem || ft. TXT, Mingyu (Seventeen) & BTS
WARNINGS: foul language, explicit content, group sex, humiliation, sex in public, threesome, foursoome, rough sex, red flags, immoral acts, unprotected sex, morbid jealousy, comedy, parody, possessiveness, violent quarrels, arguments, betrayals, lies, femdom sometimes.
GENRE: +18, reverse harem, comedy, enemy to lovers, friends to lovers
PREVIOUS (FF) CHAPTER:
PREVIOUS (TEXT) CHAPTER:
FIRST CHAPTER:
after the event of TEXT chapter 2....
'Noona what are you doing awake? - Niki mumbles, sleepily, stretching his arm across my thighs at the height of his head and squeezing them. Shit. - Aren't you sleepy... maybe?’ He chuckles, not entirely lucid.
I breathe deeply as I break into a cold sweat. He was close. Close to… discovering me sexting Jake.
But why did I let myself go? I even touched myself, my god - it's fine to be open-minded, but can I handle such an emotional load?
And also the cold way he greeted me. Oh Jaeyun… I know someone like me could never hurt you, but just imagining that I could have annoyed you, that… that makes me anxious, regretful.
There's also Heeseung, him and his stupid way of deluding me. Still, I shouldn't have said those things to him in the hallway, I must have looked pathetic.
But then why does he tell me I'm different? Why does he delude me, even after he allowed what happened with Sunghoon?
And Sunghoon… tomorrow it's his turn. By now I can't rely on his self-control, he'd be able to deny it even as he's doing it.
‘Are you not feeling well?’ He sits on the bed, looking at me. Stupid, if I don't speak I'll make him suspicious. ‘No! Everything's fine!’ Niki squints sleepily, he's looking at me, then reaches out to turn on the lamp on the bedside table. ‘Noona your cheeks are red, do you have a fever or…’
Oh no. I'm really vulnerable right now, I'm not even one to settle for coming once… I really want to sneak into Jake's room.
I stroke his hair and smile nervously. ‘It's okay, let's sleep now.’ He squeezes his shoulders not very convinced but lies back down. ‘Whatever.’
I feign serenity as I get comfortable on my side. I'm not comfortable or even serene, in fact I'm not sleepy because I slept in the afternoon, but if we're being honest, how do you relax with a guy over six feet, with shoulders as wide as galleons and completely naked except for his underwear (according to him ‘he can't sleep in his pyjamas’)?
Eventually time passes in the half-light and although Niki keeps tossing and turning in bed, by dint of staring at the wall in front of me I manage to close my eyes. It's a light sleep, I know I could wake up at any moment, but I still manage to sleep for a while.
At least when, as I turn over, I don't notice a few sighs that are a little too misunderstandable. I don't pay too much attention to it at first, trying to get back to sleep, but I sense that I'm very tense even as I sleep.
‘Ah...’
I hear it but it seems like a sound illusion. After a while I hear it again. It is a restrained moan, followed by deep, intense breaths.
When I open my eyes, confused and sleepy, I catch a glimpse of Niki's beautiful body, faintly illuminated by the various small lights in the room, but not by a direct light source.
Niki is sitting with his back to the headboard, he is… touching himself.
I jerk, as if I've woken up all of a sudden, he stares at me with an absorbed but not surprised expression. Even as he sees me shocked by the situation, he doesn't try to clarify, he just looks me in the eyes and continues to squeeze his cock.
His hand keeps moving, his tapering fingers tightening around his length, moist, veiny, sliding from bottom to top in front of me, unashamedly.
I swallow, having looked away. So far I haven't been able to do this, but when I begin to observe his face to try to decipher his intentions, he simply bites his lip.
Come on… please… so I end up dying.
I swallow, turning away. This is still his room, this is his kingdom, but… I mean, it's not socially acceptable, I suppose.
Of course, there's very little that's normal about this situation, maybe I shouldn't even be surprised, but… I mean, if it had been anyone else, I would have really jumped him.
Every time I try to catch a glimpse of his expression, he just looks me in the eye and jerks off.
No.
No...
‘Noona I said I won't do it - he tells me, catching my gaze again, which continually sags downwards but then tries to come back up, regretfully. - Really… ah… but could I just look at you?’
I blink, is he serious?
He bites his lip again, with more anger, god, he's beautiful. His involved, pained expression increases my blood pressure, my pulse, I feel like by dint of restraint myself, my brain is literally next to explode.
‘N-No.’ ‘Do you hate me?’ He asks then. ‘No I don't hate you!’ ‘Then… - he says, shifting his gaze to my body covered by the oversized t-shirt - let me see just a little…’
He speaks alternating between moans, deep breaths, as he stretches out the words making his vocal cords vibrate like those of a bass guitar.
Shit.
I let out a long sigh, agitated, worried. I don't even look at his face as I clench the edges of my shirt with my fists, desperately trying to calm myself down. ‘D-Do you really not touch?’ He stares at my hands, then biting his lip lifts his gaze and smiles. ‘Well… I know you don't want to fuck.’
I… I know that's not a real answer. He didn't answer my question, but he still reassured me, I guess I can be okay with it. I mean, I want to be okay with it.
I swallow again, my hands shaking as I lift my shirt, but it's not out of shyness. I'm just damn horny and the idea of him touching himself while watching me is driving me crazy, but I have to keep control, a dignity, keep my words.
‘Oh fuck,’ he says, when I am left only in my briefs, sitting on my knees and deeply embarrassed. Niki squeezes him tighter, you can tell by the way he spreads his bare, toned, dry, white legs better. - You have such pretty tits.’
God, how fast that hand moves, in front of me. God, how I want to be, that hand.
‘Fuck… fuck… - He says, still, as he opens his mouth, spreading it wider and wider, his wrist moving fast, faster and faster, so fast that it brings him to orgasm, which he voluntarily directs at me, coming on my thighs. - Fuck…’
Well, at least it's over, unfortunately.
‘Oh fuck, you're really weak - he laughs, handing me some tissues and using a few as well, I meanwhile continuing to ponder the fact that I could clean it by licking it (just kidding… how gross) - I love that you do what I tell you.’
Riki, it is assumed that the pleasure moment has ended, so kindly stop saying things like that. THANK YOU.
What a great gurl I am though, going from dom to sub in less than two seconds is something extraordinary, isn't it?
‘O-Ok, now go to sleep though.’ I say, grabbing my shirt and trying to put it back on. Riki stops my wrists, looks at me and smiles. ‘No, I'm not done yet.’ ‘Yes you are.’ I reply nervously. He chuckles amused, then brings his hand to his cock under his boxers, still hard, still throbbing. ‘Does it look like I'm done?’
I remove my hand as my body paralyses and my mind implodes.
‘You said-’ ‘I didn't touch you, you touched me.’ He laughs again. I feel like laughing too, so I turn away. ‘Riki, you know it's not like that… now…’
And nothing, he pulls it out again.
‘Come on… just hold on a couple more times.’ ‘C-Couple?’ ‘Just because I don't want you to lose too many hours of sleep. - He says, then comes closer again, with the fingertip of his index he grazes my hard nipples, I'm still breathing, at least I'm trying. - Now I have touched you. But it's nothing sexual.’ ‘Y-Yes it is.’ He smiles again, this time he grabs it and I moan sorely… sort of. ‘I'm not going to fuck you, whatever, though… I mean, there's nothing wrong with that, isn't?’ He says this before pulling it a little.
I am a river in flood, really.
‘Lie down.’ That sounds like an order. Imagine if I don't obey. He gets between my legs, kneeling, as he stares down at me from above. ‘You can imagine I'm fucking you, if that helps..’
He then leaves his cock to slip off my panties with both hands, as he does so he is really close to my intimacy, but I can't really do anything. By now I have consented and there is not a cell in my body that wants to stop.
Riki starts touching himself again, I can see his length, his thickness, in their grandeur, it's a great shot. His smug but serious expression, his resumed intense breathing, his balls... in short, so full.
‘Don't you want to touch yourself?’ He asks. I really, really want to, but if I did…. Would I be able to control myself? I have my doubts. ‘W-well, that's fine…’
He looks incredibly annoyed by this, I see his eyebrows arch with irritation as he grabs me by the knees, lifts my ankles onto his broad shoulder and then… shoves it between my thighs, holding me by the same ankles to keep it stable, tight.
Fuck.
‘Oh yeah….even if you don't want me to… fuck you. I want to use you in every way.’ He says, charging harder between my legs, I'm helpless.
To let him do this was like giving up.
He watches me, as I part my moist lips, as I try to remain alert, focused, but my expression is absorbed, confused, as I breathe shallowly, holding myself back, but I am so agitated. My chest seems to burst as he, yes, uses me.
He pulls me even closer to him, this time spreading my legs apart by placing an ankle by each shoulder, forced to show him my pussy. No… he mustn't…. not enter.
I swallow. ‘R-Riki….’ ‘I won't put it in - he reassures me, though he's not too careful, busy resting his big cock between my major lips, starting to move his pelvis more slowly than he did between my legs - that's what you want, isn't it?’
But I had already lost my mind, and I knew this was how it was going to go. How could I just believe I had such self-control? In the end, I don't even know if I should think anything about it.
‘Ah… Riki… - I moan, when his presence starts pressing hard against my clit - this… this… isn't…’ He doesn't allow me to finish my sentence, he closes my legs around his cock again to squeeze it better, and that's when he starts moaning louder. ‘Oh god, yes…’
So beautiful is his expression of pure pleasure, his forehead wrinkled and wet with a few elegant droplets of sweat, which nonetheless… glide over his swollen pecs, imperil his broad shoulders, his long arms, his abdomen so dry and pale, perfectly outlined his abs… wow… he really is a sight, and maybe it's precisely because he's not inside me that I can watch him so intently.
‘I want to cum inside, noona.’ He tells me, as I continue to gasp at his length that continues to stimulate my clit.
I look at him, surprised, but not honestly enough. I… I don't want to say yes, but I don't want to say no to him either, a little because it's like I want to give him everything (apart from sex).
Maybe I should just accept it. Accept that I, for one, don't mind this at all. Accept that no matter what happens, there really is no way to live differently, I have become a host.
As I told Heeseung, I cannot be someone else, not any more.
Beyond what I want to give Riki, I also want to receive, and thinking about it, that's really the only thing I can receive from them: their body.
I should just start thinking like this.
‘O…Okay…’ I whisper, a little scared. The boy wastes no time sticking it in, so fast it hurt, I wasn't even dilated properly, just very very wet. I realise it hurt less in the car because I was a little drunk. ‘Fuck noona, I'm going to fill you up now.’
It's not exactly as he said, he's not just ‘cumming’, no, he's holding me by the hips as his pelvis charges with brute force inside me. I can't close my mouth, it's so fast and abrupt that I have to plug it with my hands.
In the end, I, unable to be someone else, am still me.
And me is afraid that others will know.
Least of all, I don't want them to know.
‘R-Riki - I moan, choking on my breaths, the bed shaking so much that the room itself seems to shake. - Ri….Riki… oh my god, oh god… oh!’
He does it again, still biting his lip before arching his eyebrows menacingly and going even faster, I feel like I'm convulsing. I can't even control my hands clutching desperately at his veiny forearms, maybe I'm scratching him.
‘Riki… is so g…big…you make me…’ ‘Didn't you notice today?’ ‘I-I know…I-I was a little drunk!’
I see him laughing, but seriously, sincerely (all while he keeps wearing me down with blows but ok), he's so cute I want to bite him, somewhere, no matter where.
‘You are… ah… so… handsome.’ I said. I'm so involved and happy in this moment that…. it was spontaneous, I wanted to say it and I did.
I doubted that between my own and his moans, this sentence, said faintly and under my breath, could be heard anyway, but though he doesn't stop, Riki looks into my eyes differently, in a more intense way.
He looks like… a man. Not a kid, not a boy but a man, I shudder, but even this feeling is swept away by his impetuousness, brutality.
‘Oh fuck.’ He repeats again, focused. He's lasting so long..... other than coming!
I doubt any girl, while they were having sex, hasn't told him he's handsome. It's the obvious thing to say, to think, especially as his sleek, masculine, imposing body stands naked.
Yet he… he looked surprised, impressed.
The truth is that by dint of acting for work, they've probably learnt to do it really well: although that, however, doesn't explain why they should use these skills with me.
Or, and I think this under my breath because such a thought is so ridiculous, have these guys simply not had enough sexual experience?
Of course, it could be a question of culture.
But what remains more likely for me, and I sincerely think so looking at Riki's eyes, subtle, dark but brilliant, is that this is just a perverse game. Malicious perhaps?
Nothing matters after Riki empties himself inside me, emitting animalistic grumbling but in a whisper. His body trembles with mine, as the last strokes inside my belly assure the owner that his seed is well within.
When Riki moves, the world becomes heavy again.
No matter what I have thought so far, what remains is only a strange emptiness and a deep sense of guilt. I will not ask him again not to tell others, I will let him make his own choice.
I lie in bed for several dozen seconds, then sigh.
‘I'll go wash up.’ I say, getting out of bed naked. ‘Do you want me to come with…’ - Riki stops himself, noticing my vacant expression. - Are you OK?’ ‘I'll go out for a moment later. You go ahead and sleep.’ I explain, putting my shirt back on. ‘What? At this hour? - He asks surprised, now his expression is innocent again and that… disturbs me. - Why? I… noona did I... something-’ ‘No- I sigh a little too heavily. - I just need to take a walk, I'll buy cigarettes in the Convenience Store in the area.’ ‘If you want to smoke I have cigarettes.’ He tells me. ‘Even? Do you smoke as well?’ I ask, sternly. ‘Noona what's going on? - He's the one asking this time. - You are strange. Did it… Maybe disgusted by what we did? Do you hate me?’
I'm not sure but I feel like this is the second time he's asked me if I hate him, but I… of course not, at most I hate myself.
‘No, Riki. It was good. We can do it again if you want.’ I say with my eyes down though, as I pick up my briefs from the floor. ‘It doesn't feel right…. then even if I have a big cock it's no use if I don't have experience, is it?’ ‘Didn't you sleep with that 30-year-old?’ ‘Yes, I fucked a few girls, but not that many. I don't physically have the time.’ He smiles, but is sad.
Is he serious? I don't know, I'm starting not to trust him.
‘You're good in bed, and I think you know it too. - I sigh again, approaching the door. - You didn't do anything wrong, I'm the one who feels weird, but I don't know why. Please throw out your cigarettes and don't smoke. Smokers sucks.’ ‘You're going to buy cigarettes right now.’ I look at him for several seconds in silence, then smile wearily. ‘Indeed.’
Honestly, I am not a smoker, but I have become one at times in my life. After my parents' divorce, after being kicked out of the house by my mother, after being physically but above all psychologically harassed for months by a man who despite reporting me was never arrested or removed, and last but not least, when grew horns on my forehead.
Now, although I think I will buy the pack just to smoke one, I need to breathe sweet venom.
‘I can't let you go out alone at this hour.’ ‘Don't worry, Seoul is less dangerous than any italian city at night.’ Unconvinced, he glares at me. ‘At least take my number, so in case you can call me.’
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ok i don't know if anyone cares but sorry for the delay actually it's just that i was bothering to translate, boh leave a comment if you like it and never ask for riki again
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SUMMARY: You moved to Seoul to start over after a bad experience, and everything seems to be going well, you even manage to work for HYBE. You discover, however, that you owe them almost a billion won, money you don't have and don't know how to recover: but don't worry because Hybe itself offers you a solution.
Your body in exchange for paying off your debt.
Do you accept?
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All the people involved in this matter are legally of age in their own countries.
I am actually surprised at how peacefully the lunch is proceeding.... Although evidently displeased, the boys have taken Niki's decision with great maturity
I'm not saying I expected them to continue, however, I had my doubts that two established, arrogant, wealthy boys would listen to the words of a younger foreign boy.
They may not be as scary as I thought.
I didn't look Riki in the face anymore, really too ashamed.... he found me out. It was also all too obvious that I was looking his huge, veiny, olive cock, which is why he really thinks I want to ride him, which is actually true but strongly wrong.
"Lately Taehyun has been having problems with his throat - Yeonjun says, I, who haven't listened a single second of the conversation between them, staring my plate worriedly, am caught by this information and look the boy, he notices. - It's lucky we're stopped for a while."
Soobin nods worriedly, finishing eating a few slices of sashimi. I stare for several seconds as he sticks his tongue out to accompany the raw fish in his mouth, and it honestly gives me chills. He's so damn hot.
"Sunoo hyung has passed out several times lately." Riki says, before noisily sucking back his ramen.
Really? Why didn't I know that? No... how was I supposed to know? I hardly ever meet him. I turn to him worriedly, furrowing my brow.
"Really? - Yeonjun chuckles. - He doesn't seem like a weak guy."
The japanese man lifts his gaze to his hyung, annoyed. "It's because of these kinds of jokes that he stops eating during promotion periods."
Soobin looks at his bandmate and shakes his head displeased. "Can you not bother someone for ten seconds?"
"What can I do? They draw me like this." The older man justifies himself, laughing and eating.
Riki pours me wine, glares at me, and I snort. "Noona, do you know how much food costs here? Eat."
Honestly, it all looks delicious -- I don't want to give up right away, trying to stay that annoyed, but it's been several days since I've eaten very little and I'm experiencing too much excitement. I pick up my chopsticks and take a nigiri sake.
I can almost see him smiling when I eat the piece and my heart starts beating stupidly, not good. I lower my gaze.
In the end the food was so good that I ate most of it, now I recognize myself... i even drank moderately. I realize I don't exactly look like a lady but there's not much to hide now.
"It was good, wasn't it?" Riki asks me amused.
I look at him, feeling really lost when I see his face, each second getting stranger and harder to handle. "It was good."
"Better korean or japanese cuisine?" Yeonjun asks me.
"Better italian one." I answer.
They giggle, as if they expected such an answer.
I have to go to the bathroom, I get up. There's more drinking, I don't think they'll leave soon.
"Where are you going?" Riki asks me.
"I'm going to the bathroom for a second."
"Then finish drinking, I'm going to pay." Yeonjun announces, getting up.
I swallow upset, the japanese young man notices. "Do you know where it is? Shall I accompany you?"
"I'll ask someone on the staff." I reassure him.
"It's nearby, anyway." The boy replies, pouring himself what's left of the italian wine.
I pick up the bag and Riki doesn't seem to notice, as I'm leaving I hear Soobin say: "Are you that eager to offer?"
To Yeonjun who replies: "I'm the oldest, I should."
I don't know him well but I wouldn't trust his good intentions, he might want to annoy me in private. I speed up, approaching a waiter dressed differently from the others, perhaps a sommelier, of a certain age. He points me to the ladies' room and I rush there, literally.
The first thing I do, spontaneously, is look at my cell phone. There are messages from Heeseung, I immediately open the chat.
There're messages just about 20 minutes apart. Am I wrong, or is Heeseung... clingy? Why am I smiling like a fool? I have to stop fantasizing.
I put down the phone, not knowing what to answer, so I ponder it while I pee. What could I say to him? If I tried to reassure him, I would only end up pleasing him - instead I know very well that I have to stay away from him, that I have to minimize the chances of things getting complicated between us, not only with Heeseung.
I have to watch out for everyone a little bit now.
After washing my hands, I pick up the phone and start staring at him again.
I probably even miss him, but it's not my fault, it's Heeseung who is leading me on.
He.... he's online.
Maybe I'm being a little too direct, but it would still be strange to pretend nothing is wrong and answer him as if all ok. Since I don't think he will answer me in the nearest future, I put the phone away and leave the bathroom. As I suspected...
He stares at me, smiling, I am visibly annoyed. I don't want to talk to him, it's not just because of what he did to me (which I should actually thank him for.... kidding!), as much as it is because he with Heeseung.... no, I have to stop worrying about him.
"Were you expecting me?"
"I don't think so. - I huff, continuing to walk, he follows me laughing. - Shall we leave?"
"Don't run away." He says, grabbing my wrist before I can lower the handle of the private room.
"What do you want?"
"You weren't so obnoxious to me last night."
"I changed my mind." I admit.
Yeonjun smiles again. "What? Did Heeseung talk to you about me?"
"Not at all - I huff, avoiding his gaze. - It's just that you don't seem like a good person."
"Me? I'm a good boy, I even stopped when Niki asked."
"He didn't ask for it, he ordered it."
This time his smile looks annoyed. "Do you think if I wanted to continue, I wouldn't have?"
"Does that sound like what I meant?" I ask irritated as hell, looking at him badly now.
"Yes, it feels like it. - He approaches me, pulling me by the wrist. - Are you implying that I'm afraid of Niki? I stopped because I'm a good bpy - he lowers his voice - I just made you enjoy it."
I push him, suddenly heated. He bursts out laughing but just then we are spotted by the 30-year-old waitress who freaked out on me about Riki. Sighing annoyed, she's looking at me.
"Do you know her?" Yeonjun asks me, looking at her in turn.
I shake my head. "No, let's forget it. Let's go back inside now." I tell him, putting pressure on the wrist he's holding.
"Give me your number."
"What?" I ask surprised.
"I want your number."
"D-Does that sound right? Look I only work for Enhypen. " I'm being funny all of a sudden, but what am I thinking?
"Who talk about work?"
The lady approaches after observing us whispering to each other, and seeing her in front of me I stiffen, Yeonjun spontaneously removes her hand.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to be brusque earlier." She says with an annoyed expression but a sorry tone.
"N-No worries." I reply, but I'm actually still pissed off.
"I thought you were dating Riki - she says, and maybe he told her to call him that, like he told me. I shouldn't feel sad about it but... - I didn't want to be rude. Can you tell Riki that I apologized?"
Yeonjun looks at her surprised and perhaps offended that she is not wagging her tail for him. "And you are?"
"A-Ah - she stiffens, pulling away and taking a long bow before him, - I'm Kim Shinhye. I am glad to know that she is here for you."
"She's here because she's a friend - Yeonjun says, making me startle, I look at him surprised - we having lunch with a friend. Just because she's a girl she has to be with someone?"
I see the waitress smiling with really obvious nervousness. "Is she perhaps famous?"
"No... just everyone knows her." He replies.
That's when the door opens, out comes Riki followed by Soobin, who observe the situation puzzled.
"You again?" Niki asks.
Shinhye lowers his gaze. "Mr. Nishimura.... I was just apologizing. Ask her." She says, pointing at me.
I arch my eyebrows in confusion. "Yes, that's actually true."
"Just leave me the fuck alone, okay?" He tells her bluntly but not brusquely, only in tone.
Honestly I would feel sorry for her if she wasn't a complete bitch. However, even so, I don't understand how Riki could be so insensitive without a second thought.... better not to become his enemy.
"W-Wait...you're misunderstanding- the maid tries to justify herself, grabbing me by the arm and shaking me. - You fucking tell him too!"
"But how old are you? - I ask her, annoyed. - What do you want from Riki?"
She didn't seem to expect such a question; she glares at me, I see her eyes go practically all black. Startled, I try to get her off me but Riki moves her hand away.
"Stop touching her."
I have chills, I really do. "Riki..."
Yeonjun sighs. "All right, so you won't give it to me?"
"What?" Soobin asks interested.
"Alright, then we'll continue the discussion on Instagram." He sighs, walking away.
"What are you two going to do? - The japanese man asks, confused. - Noona I leave you for a second and it ends like this?"
"You are irresistible." Soobin laughs, moving forward and heading for the exit.
Yeonjun laughs and follows him, Riki looks puzzled at me, in front of Shinhye who is watching the whole conversation for some reason, not seeming to remember the existence of pride.
"Shall we go?" I ask uncomfortably, under the girl's eyes.
Riki nods. "Did Yeonjun say something to you? What was he talking about?" He whispers to me.
I let it go and don't tell him, as we wait for the guys who are paying.
At the entrance we say a quick goodbye, Yeonjun winks at me before leaving and I sigh worriedly. Is he really going to look me up on Instagram? But really Yeonjun from TXT? I can't explain it.
With Riki we reach the parking lot, the driver waits leaning against the car and this time he opens the door first to me as Riki makes the rounds to get in alone. I inadvertently look into the man's eyes for a few seconds, then walk in embarrassed... I think I'm blushing. He is really charming.
I don't have time to sit up properly that Niki is all over me. He is really restless and I can't impose myself as he kisses my neck and caresses my hips. Why didn't I expect this? It was so obvious.
"Riki..."
"Noona if you want, you can refuse me. I get more horny." He says, between kisses.
I can't move, I feel cold sweat dripping down my forehead, meanwhile the driver has left. "It's no good, Riki..."
He doesn't care, he has lifted my shirt and uncovered my breasts bouncing before his thirsty eyes. He starts sucking on one of my nipples, and as I keep my hands on his shoulders, I can't help but gasp in pleasure.
He is so young... but his body is so big. Everything about him is... big.
I'm really excited, I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to, but... it still feels wrong. Riki is just a kid, and I in a way don't want to dirty him too.
"I like the smell of your skin." He says, after leaving his saliva on my skin.
He takes off his shirt, looking at me. "Riki..."
"Noona, beg me to stop." He says, crazed, as he sweeps me off again.
I am under him, under his huge chest. He stares at me for a long time without doing anything, then bites his lip.
God, he is so handsome.
"I know you want to fuck me, so just do what I say."
I'm embarrassed as he stares at my breasts, I can't help but cover my face with both hands. "You're a pervert."
He gets on his knees as he pulls off my skirt, I keep my legs closed but he smiles. "Let me get a better look, noona."
He slips between my legs and now I try to cover my intimacy with my hands, I shouldn't feel shy but still I can't help it.
"S-Stop it..." I say under my breath, embarrassed.
Riki turns serious as he stares at me. "Really?"
I don't answer. Why don't I answer? Seeing him smile all of a sudden, I swallow awkwardly.
I told Heeseung that I wouldn't do anything like that with Riki...but then...why don't I push him away? Then again, would it really do any good to humor Heeseung? This excited kid in front of me doesn't seem to demur as he kisses me on the lips this time.
Unexpected.
"Noona, you are so pretty." He whispers as he grabs me by the waist and helps me sit on his lap, his back to me.
"Riki...I don't think...it's okay..."
He moves my hair, gathering it over one shoulder, kissing the nape of my neck; I shiver. "You worry about useless things."
He says this before unbuttoning his jeans, again, I feel him as he pulls out his cock and rests it on my bare back. Fuck, it looks really huge.
"Can you take it all in this position?" He chuckles sadistically.
I'm shaking, but not just from fear. "I-I don't think so... it's too big."
He grabs my knees, forcing me to spread my legs, toward the driver's seat, which faces me from the mirror. "Then you'll have to make an effort."
He thus begins to masturbate me, I am surprised, because he knows exactly how and where to touch me to perfectly stimulate my clitoris. I gasp, clinging to the front seats.
"A-Ah... Riki... in f-front...to him..."
"Don't worry about Mr. Nam." He whispers, biting my earlobe as I grow wetter and wetter.
Instead a little I worry, in fact, I am completely alarmed that I am panting so uncomfortably in front of him. I realize, as Riki lifts me up by my hips and without any warning shoves his huge cock deep into my pussy, that the driver has become aroused - he is evidently hard. I screamed.
Don't ask why I was looking right there.
Riki starts moving my body with authority, slamming his cock moistened by my humors harder and harder inside. Panting behind me, his voice is beautiful....
"A-Ah... R-Riki... G-Gently..."
"Beg me. - He says, sinking his fingers even deeper into my hips as he pushes me so hard it feels like an earthquake inside the car. - You won't do it anyway, you're a whore."
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.
Fuck.
My voice comes out erratic but high-pitched as I can't help enjoying the length of him filling me completely. I am so wet that I spurt all over as he simply thrusts more and more brutally into me.
I'm not even sure it all goes in, from the moment he thrusts it in I can't tell. It is as if I am being possessed by a demon that has physically entered my whole body. Since I can touch his legs, when I go back down, I guess it really goes all the way in.
It's unbelievable.
"Ah.... do... slowly... I'm.. I'm..."
"You're so tight, I want to open more you right now." He whispers again, biting my neck and starting to suck in the area where I feel like Heeseung has left his mark.
"Ri...Riki!" I scream, I just can't contain myself, he is using my body like a doll, moving it as he wants, pushing his cock down to my throat while I can only take it.
"You're on the pill, aren't you?" He asks me, focused.
"Y...Yes..."
By dint of watching me, Mr. Nam was about to take the curb. He swerves sharply and I almost hit my head on the window, luckily Riki holds me up with his hand, but then I hear him laughing - all without giving me a second's respite.
"Mr. Nam, you don't want to kill us.... Go ahead and pull over, you should free yourself too."
What? No, wait, isn't this man going to be brought in as well? He's very handsome, sure, I'd really fuck him too, but isn't he a little old? There's still Riki, although now his innocence shouldn't be my priority....
The man nods, and after a few minutes, as I continue to let Riki use me with his cock growing harder and thicker inside me, he changes directions. It is a strangely lonely area, there are a few factories but no residential areas of any kind.
We approach a strange shed, I notice but can't concentrate as Riki continues to fuck me.
We go inside, the lights are all off but after parking, the driver gets out of the car and closes the electronic gate, turning on the lights. I am upset, Riki, on the other hand, is obviously very quiet.
"Now I'm going to fuck you in front of this old pervert, noona." He says, lifting me by the hips and slipping out of me. He grabs my hair, it doesn't hurt but I can tell he wants to dominate me.
"A-Ah... Stop... saying... t-things like that!"
We get out of the car dragging me, when I'm standing up in front of him, I see him throw his tshirt on the ground, then he pushes me against it making me kneel down. "You made Mr. Nam horny...even if he can't touch you, you should make him cum."
He says, as the expressionless man moves closer again.
Riki grabs me by the hair again so that I'm 90 degrees in front of him, practically, at the driver's feet.
Riki pushes his cock back into me, and even though the position has changed, I still feel him dramatically inside. His big balls also slam against my clit, making me enjoy it even more. It is as if they are hitting it.
Mr. Nam wasted no time in pulling his cock of considerable length, but certainly more restrained, starting to masturbate in front of my face.
I don't have to do anything with him, he will just look at me.... Why is it so good for me? Damn.
"Ah..."
"Noona, you really like making men cum, don't you?"
How humiliating, how many humiliations today, but all this only turns me on even more. I'm desperate but I want more and more.... if necessary, maybe I'd even do it with Mr. Nam now.
No, remains lucid Amanda.
"Ah fuck - gasps Riki - should we call Heeseung hyung? This time you won't be able to say... I'm not touching you." He laughs.
Maybe... if I begged him-would he change his mind? "Please... Please... Riki..." My voice is broken, due to his blows.
"He might even jerk off listening to you."
Fuck...if he says these things...no! Let's leave Heeseung out of this!
"I p-pray you..."
"Ah... noona... - sigh tiredly - then you really don't want they to know?"
"N-No..."
"Then you should become my slave." He laughs again, grabbing me by the shoulders and making me stand up while he is still inside me. What a crazy feeling.
Mr. Nam stares at me as he continues to masturbate, his eyes are very cold. Riki starts fucking me again by holding me up by my shoulders, and my breasts bounce in front of the man as the younger kisses my neck and lifting one of my thighs goes in harder.
"Ah!" I shout again.
"I'll keep the secret if you... - seems to freeze and slow down as if he's about to cum -- will let me do anything I want to you."
"R...Riki..."
I don't know what to think; I'm having an orgasm. My voice echoes through the room, below are their masculine breaths of pure pleasure.
"Yes, I will use you whenever I feel like it."
"R...Riki...ah! - I feel like I'm going crazy, he started going hard again. - Don't... I c...c... I can't..."
"Don't piss me off, noona... - He snorts, suddenly abrupt even in his tone of voice. - You enjoy like a bitch and you have...ah.... the nerve to deny it?"
"Mr. Nishimura- the man speaks, sounding like he's about to cum, actually backing away but unable to finish the sentence that his cum splashes against my belly and thighs - fuck...that was not my intention." He curses, surprised at himself.
Riki is equally surprised, as he pulls back but just then I feel him cum inside me. "Oh...fuck...noona..."
I hear him cum for several seconds, as if he really had a lot of it. Then he pulls it out still hard, as his seed slips out of me, I'm about to fall over, I feel my knees go soft, luckily the driver notices and grabs me by the shoulders, even though I see him blatantly looking at my tits, then looking away.
Ah, men.
"Yah! Leave her!" Says, in an almost childlike tone, Riki.
"I apologize." Sighs the man, evidently uncomfortable.
"Sit in the car - the boy tells me, holding me up to sit since the door was already open - do you want some water?"
"Do we have any?" I ask, exhausted.
Riki looks at Mr. Nam, who shakes his head. "Okay, we can buy it."
How cute-no! I have to stop.
Riki hands me a package of tissues. "There's no bathroom here, but we're going home now."
"All right... thanks." I sigh, taking some of them, however I still feel uncomfortable wiping in front of them, Riki notices and coughs.
"Let's not look, okay?" He says, turning around, and the driver does the same.
Ah...why are they all so crazy?
Maybe it's because these are kids who are denied intimacy, what they want is just to get laid and maybe this method can provide for some disorders.... but still, they too would have the right to date whoever they want.
Riki doesn't really seem so bad, though... he's so horny!
I clean up, get dressed, open the door to signal him to come back up, and so in silence we set off home. We don't talk at first, Riki looking at his cell phone, me out the window.
"Are you okay?" He asks me.
I nod in confusion. "What about you? Are you used to these things?" I ask seriously.
He doesn't answer right away but I don't know what his expression is, then I hear him breathing deeply. "To what?"
"The exhibitionism, the humiliation."
He pauses again. "It's the things I usually look at on porn sites."
Ah, I feel like I'm talking to a kid, oh right, he is, more than the others by the way.
"I see."
I hear him snort. "You mean to tell me you didn't like it?"
"I loved it. - I answer coldly. - I feel terrible for this."
"Why do you have to go to all this trouble?"
I suddenly turn away, angry. "Why shouldn't I make them? I never wanted anything like that from you."
Riki tightens his lips annoyed, but his gaze is hurt. "But I do want it, isn't that why you're here? Does it bother you that much or is it really for Heeseung?"
I swallow, why does he keep bringing it up? "I'm not so crazy to think I'm interesting for Heeseung! But even so, I don't want anyone to know about what happened. None of them."
"They already know you've been with everyone else." He replies visibly irritated.
"But not with Riki - I say with tight lips, suddenly sad. He's like a big puppy to me, I don't want that kind of relationship. - Everyone but Riki. Riki is more precious."
Why does he look at me so surprised? What did I say that was special? It breaks my heart to suddenly see him so vulnerable, then he turns around proudly.
"You're making fun of me. It's just that I'm not good, am I?"
"Then you don't believe me? - I raise my voice, but I didn't mean to, so he resumes looking at me, looking hurt, and that upsets me. - I don't want that from you, Riki. You've been harassed, abused, and I know you're getting your revenge now, but please don't stop being the carefree, silly Riki."
I know I shouldn't, but I caress his cheek naturally, and although he jerks back perhaps involuntarily, then returns close to my palm and lets me caress him.
"That happened today...do you really want this? I want to keep being your fan, I want to keep loving you as something precious, unattainable. - I smile, I feel like crying. - I loved you all so much."
"Noona..." He says, confused, as I pull my hand away.
"Also - I try to compose myself, wiping away tears quickly - don't base sex on pornography, it hurts and harmful. Don't treat girls like that Shinhye, even if they are as annoying as she is. I wish you were a good person."
"Noona stop lecturing me." He puts on an adorable pout, crossing his arms over chest.
"I'm not lecturing you."
"We can do it without others knowing."
Really? Is he serious? NO! It doesn't matter!
"Riki! You know I didn't mean that.."
"Do you really want this? Fine." He seems to throw in the towel, and I breathe out relieved, though a little bitter.
"Are you going to hate me for this?"
"I'll have to think about it." He replies with his back to me as he looks out the window.
Really? Was it that simple? Or is he simply testing me to see if sooner or later I will give in? Of course, I was so close.... he really is... I can't explain it in words, but his mere presence by my side makes me feel heated, restless, a fire.
"They haven't always been bad, though - he snorts, after a while, - but some have been very kind to me."
"Sunoo?" I smile softly.
"Yes, he is a kind hyung. Jongseong, too..."
"What about Jake?"
Shit, I ask aloud. He turns and stares at me in silence for several seconds, then snorts. "Not him."
"You two looked close, from the outside." But why am I continuing to talk?
"We look like a lot of things, from the outside."
"I hoped he'd at least been nice to you." I admit embarrassed.
Maybe because deep down I hoped he was a nice person.
Riki twists his lips noisily, back to looking outside. "He was, but then...he turned out to be what he is. That's all."
The way he turns on his cell lets me know that the conversation is over here, he's put a period on it. Maybe that's okay, I certainly can't ask him for the details of the situation.... not yet, clearly.
We get home feeling really exhausted, I want to take a shower but I guess I'll have to wait for Riki since he doesn't have a bathroom in his room. He heads to his room, motioning me to follow him.
"Set up wherever you want." He says, picking up some clothes piled on the bed to move them to the desk chair.
This room is definitely a mess, actually looking like a teenager's room....
"Shall I wait for you to shower?" I ask him.
He takes off his shirt in front of me. "No, you go ahead. You have...a lot to clean up."
Indeed.
I thank him with a nod, then go to Jay's room to get some clothes; he's not back yet thankfully. I don't know who is home right now, but the apartment is very quiet.
As I am about to enter the bathroom a ghost appears behind me, grabbing me by the arm and making me turn around.
Whoever doesn't die... meet again.
"Did you have a good time today? How many times did he fuck you? - He exclaims without turning around, looking at me as if I were dressed like a prostitute. - Do you like fucking children?"
Taken aback, I watch him. Actually he has hardly ever been so scurrilous, so what's wrong with him all of a sudden? He seems nervous but I don't understand why he should be.
"Ew, can you not talk like that? Riki is not a child anyway." Only after I speak do I realize that I have given a very different answer than I had thought.
The moor stares at me for a long time, thinning his gaze in annoyance. "So he fucked you."
Why is he surprised? They all forget why I am in this house. "No, I didn't." I blatantly lie.
"Liar."
"If you don't believe me, it's better so you stay away from me." I reply.
I actually sound swaggering, but I can't even get a good look at his face that my heart rises in my throat. It's just that I keep thinking about Riki's words, his claim that Sunghoon really has interest in me... it's not that I'm deluding myself, it's just that such information is hard to handle, even if it's false.
"As if you really wanted." He sneers, crossing his arms over his chest.
"What do you want S-Sunghoon? Don't you have plans?"
"Cute - he says, sticking a finger in the neckline of my T-shirt to lower it slightly - your clothes." He does it again, like that day in Jay's balcony.
"I don't want to waste any more time - I blurt out, turning away from him, not understanding how he dares to act like this after what happened tonight - have a good evening, Sunghoon."
I go to go inside the bathroom but he grabs me by the wrist, looks at me for several seconds, then his gaze shifts to the hickey that stupid Heeseung left me.
"Tomorrow my shift starts, remember?"
"You're going to say you're not going to fuck me, and then that's the first thing you're going to do?" I provoke him, since he just won't let me go.
"How vulgar, oh my God."
I smile in frustration; that's a wall in front of me, not a human. "Are you done?"
"Sure - smiles the asshole in turn - but first tell me, who did that to you? Heeseung or Riki?"
I swallow, not seeing why I should tell him. "Is that your business?"
"You don't want to answer because it's Riki? You really are the worst - I thought you would at least behave well with him." He has a voice that flaunts superiority, contempt.
"It wasn't him! I told you nothing happened with Riki!" But why do I justify myself to Sunghoon? Why do I do what he wants?
He who had looked away offended, now stares at me again, his eyes serious, perhaps surprised? "Oh, yeah? - I force my arm for him to let go of me, but he tightens his grip. - And tell me, what does Heeseung think about last night?"
What the... What kind of question is that? What does it mean and why does he care? Maybe I got into the middle of a power war, maybe I haven't realized what's going on yet.
"What?"
"You understand very well." He answers seriously.
"No, I didn't understand anything. Last night? What happened last night?" I ask, wanting him to admit it, wanting to hear him say it.
The result, however, is that I see him get so impatient that he lets go of my wrist to grab my face and squeeze my cheeks. "You... you won't tell me? Then I'll have to find out for myself tomorrow."
I swallow rightly frightened, but also very intrigued, lucky I don't have to admit it.... But fine, let him make all the plans he wants - I will refuse, and that's within my rights. If that's not enough, then I'll ask Heeseung for help... though I'm not sure I can really trust him.
I immediately thought of Jay, but by now things have broken down between us and he will obviously no longer be my ally.
"I will refuse."
"We'll see." He chuckles, letting me go and walking away.
He is dressed to go out, meaning he will leave. I watch him disappear down the hall and then sigh, entering the bathroom. I have to send a message to Heeseung, despite everything I've been thinking about it.
im home
He never answered my question and that makes me sigh with sadness, but I put on the music and try not to think about it. I take a long relaxing shower but at one point I feel like I'm going to pass out and hold on to the walls, I almost slipped.
I got terribly dizzy, it would be better to get out as soon as possible. After combing my hair I rinse, cover myself with my robe and sit for several seconds, although I am not thinking about anything precisely.
I feel weak, tired, I guess it's because of the situation.
I am emotionally and physically fragile, but it's best to keep this just between me and myself.
After settling down, I reach Riki's room again, after all, this is where I should be today. He is lying on the bed, in his boxers though, I immediately turn my back on him after entering.
"Noona, are you ashamed?" He asks me amused, getting out of bed and joining me.
I swallow, his voice making me seriously tremble. "The bathroom is free..."
Riki gently grabs me by the face, making me turn around, I shiver. "You look a little pale, noona."
"Really?" I ask.
I actually know I'm not feeling too well, but I don't want to give it away, preferring to wait for him to go wash up and get some rest. He's watching me, looking worried but I don't understand if I should believe him, after all, I'm still a stranger.
Being I here for work, if I were sick I would be a nuisance. Besides, I'm supposed to have my doctor's appointment after tomorrow anyway, so I can get some vitamins or supplements prescribed.
"Shall I order medicine?" He asks me.
I can't speak at the moment, I look at him in silence, he seems so...thoughtful. "N-no, you don't need it! I'll wait to see the doctor so he can tell me what products to take."
"Are you feeling weak? Vitamins don't need a prescription - he sighs, why does he do that? - Sunoo hyung has so many."
"It's ok, really!"
"Explain how you feel."
Oh fuck, Riki, if you do that it will seriously look like you care about me or my health. I sigh, thinking that if nothing had happened today, together (xtomorrow? but reverse) with him and his friends, I'd feel more comfortable now, I'd make less trouble.
But this sort of dissonance between his caring and his sexual urges makes me feel apprehensive.
"It's nothing, I just feel a little weak. It must be fatigue, I haven't slept much."
Riki takes me by the hand, while wearing only his underwear (funny), and helps me sit on his bed. "I'll go wash up, in the meantime I'll call Sunoo hyung. Do you have any pain? Are you feeling dizzy or nauseous?"
"I feel a little dizzy." I confirm.
"Get some rest while I try to figure out what I can salvage."
He says this while wearing sweatpants. I try to look away as I lie on the bed, too tired to feign embarrassment. Riki walks over and looks down at me for a few seconds before placing his palm on my forehead.
"Well, you don't seem to have a fever."
"Like a fever... fever... fever..." I hum, I'm an idiot.
The boy bursts out laughing. "You also have a sense of humor, then you're really okay!"
"I'm fine, I told you. It's strange if you worry for me."
He crosses his arms over his chest. "Why? You said you wanted to be friends."
I arch an eyebrow, feeling strange that he gave any weight to these words. "Really?"
"Friends care."
Ah, it's strange. A man's body, a man's voice, several other manly things..... but I still feel like I'm talking to a kid, and it's the sweetest feeling.
I smile faintly. "Thank you."
I see Riki stiffen and turn away surprised at my words. "So...I'm going. I'll be back in a little while."
I nod tiredly, leaning more comfortably on his pillow. "See you later." I say, before closing my eyes.
I don't think I will sleep, but resting my eyes will help.
I feel Riki leave the room, I stay in his scented sheets, his pillow smells like his hair, it is a very pleasant pungent and masculine fragrance.
Eventually, however, I fall asleep anyway, it is too relaxing.
When I open my eyes it seems to have gotten dark outside, Riki is not in the room and may never have returned. I sit on the bed and stretch, actually sleeping has been really good for me, what a nice feeling.
I look at the nightstand looking for my phone but find a glass of water and some vitamin packets there, a method they use in South Korea but not only, to organize them septically.
I shouldn't trust them too much, they could very well be drugs but it would seem pointless to waste them on me who should be doing everything they tell me anyway.
I smile amused, I don't really mean it after all.
However since I'm better, I don't take them and head out of the room. I hear talking toward the living room, I don't know if I should approach, but in fact I don't know what to do.
I see Jungwon in a tank top sitting on the floor, he is eating together with Jay who immediately notices me, as does the leader.... I was actually looking for Riki.
"Are you okay? Niki said you weren't feeling well." Jungwon asks me, apparently concerned.
Jay has his back to me and goes back to eating, saying nothing, and that creeps me out.
"I was a little tired... that's all." I explain, embarrassed.
"Come, eat with us."
I look at the clock on the wall and note with surprise that I have slept for quite a while, since it is dinner time.
"Ah...don't worry!"
"Are you looking for Riki? - Jay asks me from behind, his voice really cold, he doesn't sound resentful but indifferent, which is worse. - He's gone out, he'll be back in a little while. Did you take your vitamins?"
"No...I don't think they're needed. I'm much better now." I reply, my eyes downcast.
The house is actually very quiet apart from them. I wonder if Heeseung answered, since I left the room without finding the phone.
"Come on don't be shy, sit down." Jungwon smiles, returning to his meal.
I nod shyly and walk over, sitting on the floor (since they are eating on the low table) on the side farthest away from them, I would feel uncomfortable getting too attached. They look like homemade dishes, Jay probably cooked them, look really good.
"Why do you sit so far away, noona?" The younger man asks, grabbing me by the loose T-shirt I'm wearing to get closer to him, as if I don't weigh anything.
I can't believe I've heard him say noona to him, too....
He's really handsome up close, looking fake.
"Where have you been? Have you been paying attention?" Jay asks, picking up some vegetables with his wand and bringing them elegantly to his mouth.
I stay to observe how incredibly ethereal he looks even as he eats. "It was a restaurant."
"You had lunch, just you two? Like a date?" The young leader seems genuinely surprised as he picks up a few bites from each plate in a bowl and places it in front of me.
"No.... there were friends." I say this so softly that the two look at me confused.
"What friends?" Jay is the one speaking.
Should I tell him? I don't want Heeseung to know, and I think it would come out if I said it now, though... what if I lie and everyone finds out? What a figure...
Am I being selfish? I guess so.
"Just... Soobin and Yeonjun."
Jungwon bursts out laughing and choking, Jay puts down his chopsticks visibly irritated. "That brat... Did they do something to you?"
Ouch, that hurts.
Maybe it's because it seems to me that even if everyone knew, they would only worry about their pride, while Jay is probably really worried about me. He knows men in a way that men do not accept.
I look at him silently, smile automatically but it is the most painful smile I have made since I have been in Korea.
"No, don't worry."
"Really?" He asks, not believing me.
Jungwon wipes himself with a napkin, then turns to me. "Yeonjun is a pervert, I know him."
"They were g-gentle, then, this time." I continue to smile but increasingly nervously.
"I just want to remind you that you're not a fan here. - It says rigid Jongseong. - Think of your own safety."
"Seriously, stay away from Yeonjun." Laughs his friend, resuming eating.
I can't help but wonder why I didn't leave when Jay asked me at first. I look at him with a broken heart because really, maybe he... is the only one. But there is also the Jay of this morning who is freaking creepy.
"I like Soobin better, he's more elegant." I reply, noting Jay is actually very stylish too, even in his home clothes.
"I would date Soobin too if I were a girl." Jungwon says, helping me lighten the mood.
"You can do it even if you are a boy." Jay replies, picking up his chopsticks tiredly.
The younger man looks at him. "Oh yeah, that sounds too complicated to me."
"You should do whatever you want."
Yeahm.... when and where do you hear a guy in his position making such speeches? It seems strange to me, though, that Jungwon would react like that since in short...I always thought that among them at least one homosexual had to be, statistically speaking. Not to mention the various applications like bisexuality increasing the percentage.
"What about you hyung? - Jungwon asks, shrugging his shoulders in a cute and silly way. - Would you go out with me with no problem?"
Jay slowly lifts his gaze to his friend, smiles amused. "Anytime, Wonnie."
I see Jungwon blush blatantly and cover his mouth with his hand. "Hyung you are the worst."
"Don't react too cutely." He replies in a deep voice.
Excuse me? I feel both too much and horny, is that normal?
The front door clicks open, contrary to my belief it is neither Riki nor Heeseung but Jaeyun. He takes off his shoes and then lifts his gaze to us.
"I'm home."
"Have you eaten?" Jay asks.
I see the beautiful, enchanting, amazing Jake turn a confused, naive puppy.... like gaze on me. "Where's Riki?"
"I guess he saw some friends for a smoke." Won replies.
I tighten my lips in concern. "Does he do this often?"
"When he doesn't, you should ask." Sighs Jake, sitting next to Jay and watching me for several seconds.
"He'll stop when he goes into burnout." Nods Jungwon.
Jongseong twists his lips. "Don't be so quiet."
"As long as we make him think it's weird, he'll do it out of rebellion. But he can't keep up these rhythms by smoking all the time." Instead, the leader explains very calmly.
"His loss. - He mumbles Jake as he seems to get a better look at me, then rolls his eyes in surprise. - Yah, was it Niki?"
I blink a few times, confused. "Huh?"
"The hickey!" He raises his voice.
Oh right, I had completely forgotten about that! Instinctively I cover the compromised part, then realizing it's no use I sit back composed with my eyes downcast.
"No, he didn't do it."
Silence. A long silence between us.
"Ah, it was Heeseung, huh?" Sighs Jaeyun, who, on the contrary, doesn't seem as bothered.
Is it not that he is jealous of Riki? I'm fantasizing, I evidently read too much BL in my teens.
I am lying, however, because in the shower I saw that Riki chose exactly the place where Heeseung had branded me, covering it with a larger patch.
They all resume eating in silence, Jay being the only one who seems really annoyed, who knows precisely about what. Jake on the contrary seems disappointed, but not angry.
What they all have in common though is that no one is criticizing or attacking me. They... they are the only normal ones?
I eat my first bite of the evening when the front door clicks again. I look up and immediately meet Heeseung's eyes, geez...geez! Is my heart beating? Please, no.
"Yah, you idiot! Don't you have a phone?"
Jungwon arches his eyebrows and turns to the older. "Do you have her number?"
I'm the one he should ask. "Aren't you going to answer it?" Heeseung blatantly ignores him, turning to me.
I spontaneously smile. "What? I don't know where my phone is, I was sleeping."
He huffs as he picks up his phone and has a really annoyed expression, then does something with it but I don't understand what and takes off his shoes, stepping back in.
"Have you eaten?" Jay asks, also to him.
Heeseung shakes his head. "If you haven't prepared extra I'll order takeout."
"No, it's bad for you - sighs the younger one, though he acts like an older brother as he gets up. - I'll just take a second, sit down in the meantime."
Despite everything, he can't help but worry about the health of his members, this really makes him similarly a leader. I can't help but follow him with my eyes as he goes back to the kitchen and Heeseung stands in the side of the table between Jake and me.
"All you do is look at him." Complains my peer, catching my attention.
I look at him, not wanting to but surprised he says it in front of everyone. "It's nice of him to take care of dinner for you."
He gives me a bad look, looking like a shaggy kitten. "The perfect hubby, right?"
"And you, if you were girls, would you date Jongseong?" Jungwon asks.
Jake glares at him. "Do you have to be a girl?"
"So to speak." Mumbles Jungwon, eating his bite.
Heeseung mumbles loudly. "No. I would only date bad boys."
Jaeyun seems to chuckle softly. "Then would you date Sunghoon?"
"W-what? No! I would date me!"
"You're not a bad boy." Jungwon comments.
Heeseung is incredulous and outraged. "What? Would I be a good boy? Me?"
"You're definitely not bad, maybe stupid or superficial." Sighs Jake.
I laugh as I chew, so I cover my mouth. The oldest man in the band looks at me offended. "What makes you laugh?"
"The idea of you dating Sunghoon. - I admit, imagining that it really should be an amazing show. - It's cute."
"I wonder who would be on top." The leader wonders aloud.
Jake stifles laughing. "Stop, please."
"Fucking laughing, of course I'd be on top."
"It's funny because you take it seriously." Jungwon says.
We all burst out laughing, even Heeseung.
Yes, because after all he is happy to have monopolized everyone's attention, this obviously pleases him. I don't understand, I should find this unbearable and creepy but for some reason I feel like I can forgive him, that I want to be understanding.
When Jay returns we resume eating, Heeseung, unlike all the others who seem like true princes as they eat (apart Jaeyun who is not exactly composed but not too disheveled either), gorging himself without dignity and his expression fulfilled by the food is fantastic. He looks genuinely happy; he doesn't usually have this expression.
"Where is Niki?" Heeseung asks with his mouth full, gross.
Jungwon seems to sense a noise before the others. "There he is."
In fact, the door clicks right after his words, and although it creeps me out, what really scares me is seeing Sunghoon when I was expecting Riki.
He first looks at Heeseung, says nothing, then quickly looks at me and ducks down to take off his shoes.
What a strange feeling to be in the same room with both of them.
"Have you eaten Hoon?" Jungwon asks, anticipating Jay who didnʼt seem to want to say anything this time.
"Yes." He answers coldly, then sets off to his room without saying anything else.
When I turn to Heeseung I see him with a stooped look and a confused expression. He has stopped eating and his cheeks are still full, he is really cute, even now, looking like a squirrel. Jake on the contrary eats quietly, but it is obvious that the mere sight of Sunghoon has unnerved him.
Eventually they get to talking about jobs, commitments, the comeback coming up soon that will take them away for a long time, with promotions and touring. I look at them wondering what I will be doing then during that time - but of course I don't have the courage to ask.
"What are we going to do with her?" Jungwon asks, seeming to read my mind.
I look at him in silence. "She's coming with us." Heeseung replies.
"I don't think we can do that." Jay reminds him.
Jake sighs. "Indeed. It's dangerous for her, too."
"We certainly can't leave her here."
Heeseung... everything you say hurts me. You're so good at deluding me, I can tell you've taken a liking to it, but I don't think I'm that strong.
"Why?" Jaeyun asks coldly.
"What?"
"Why can't we leave her here?"
Jongseong coughs, getting up holding his plate. "Put everything in the dishwasher, don't leave a mess."
He looks annoyed. Jungwon looks at him amused, then sighs and rests his chopsticks on his plate, picking up the empty bowls before following his hyung into the kitchen.
Who knows what they will talk about alone.
"Aren't you too involved?" Jake asks suddenly, as Heeseung resumes eating.
"Am I involved? I'm welcoming. I treat her like the others."
The younger man smiles, before taking another bite. "Maybe you're right. - He lift his gaze to me, and I lower it. - Give me your number."
I blink in surprise. "Huh? Sure..."
Heeseung gives him a bad look but says nothing. Telling him the number, he jots it down. When things have gotten really tense, here comes Sunghoon, and this time I'm the one who puts my chopsticks down on the table, sighing.
He sits on the floor, instead of Jungwon, so next to me. I shudder.
"Hadn't you eaten?" Heeseung asks, annoyed to see him take a bowl from under his nose and approach it.
"In fact, I did have dinner. I worry about you, I don't gain weight anyway."
I know he's been willfully being a jerk to his bandmates, and I'm too annoyed to stay so I take my plate and stand up, Heeseung watching me silently but not stopping me, unlike Sunghoon who pulls me from the oversize shirt I'm wearing more like a dress.
He seems to laugh, then barely lifts the fabric, not discovering me but this alarms me and I jerk away.
Fuck.
"Yah, what the fuck are you doing?" Heeseung blurts out.
Sunghoon laughs. "I thought you were wearing shorts. You walk around like that in a house full of men?"
"It's not like they're all like you." I reply boldly, even though I feel like dying.
"There's no need for you to leave just because I'm here. - He tells me, suddenly serious. - And anyway, yes, everyone."
Riki re-enters at that moment, looking dazed, maybe it's true that he's been smoking. He certainly is. He looks at me surprised, then smiles genuinely.
"Are you feeling better?" He asks.
"Are you sick?!" Heeseung and... Sunghoon ask almost alarmed. Is that so?
"Have you finished dinner? Let's go to bed."
It's not exactly bedtime, but what can I do but nod? He puts a hand behind my back and walks me into the kitchen, ignoring all his hyung.
"Sorry, I thought you were sleeping longer."
"Where have you been?"
He looks at me for several seconds, then we walk into the kitchen. "I was with friends."
"Riki, you need to be careful."
"Don't lecture me, I told you." He complains, taking the plate out of my hands to put it in the sink in front of Jongseong, who is sprucing up the cooking area.
Jungwon, sitting at the kitchen table, smiles amusedly. "Riki, will you stop doing drugs? Honestly, do you want to be poor again because of a couple of joints?"
The young boy is surprised but equally amused. "I only smoke with colleagues, if I get exposed they get caught too. Let's be careful, we're all boys and we don't meet girls. Don't be on my case too."
"You're japanese, forget it?" Sighs Jay, concerned.
"But I'm too handsome, koreans are dumb enough to get over it. I also have a dick."
"Don't think koreans are so obvious." Jungwon reminds him, who doesn't seem to be taking the conversation seriously.
"Surely koreans girls are." Riki explains.
He should not talk like that about his korean fangirls, Riki, just as is often the case in Korea, is so prejudiced against them. I look at him worried and disappointed, he notices.
"What?"
"Riki, they love you. You shouldn't disappoint them."
"They want me. They don't care about me."
"Noona, Riki has had bad experiences." Jungwon says smilingly, though his gaze is sharp and serious.
"With adult women, right? - I ask, remembering the time he was assaulted by a saesaeng visibly much older than him at the airport, or the lady who touched him under the guise of frisking him. - Then you shouldn't be dating woman of 30."
He snorts like a kid. "She's twenty-seven."
"But didn't you say you didn't like older girls?" Jay asks curiously.
"I was saying that to reassure the fans and ward off the crazy chicks."
So...isn't it that maybe he took the trauma and made it part of his personality? It's terrible to think that after being molested, he would hang out with adult women (whom he probably mistreats).
"My guess is you're just saying that because Amanda is there." The leader laughs again.
"Even if it is, so what?" He replies, suddenly annoyed by grabbing me by the wrist and dragging me away.
I can see Jay following me with his gaze; I can't help but return it.
"Have you eaten?" I ask him as we walk down the hallway.
He tightens his shoulders. "Yes, don't worry." He says it but doesn't seem convinced.
We are stopped by Heeseung, who seeks my gaze. "Why are you dragging her into the room?"
Riki snorts, approaching me by the wrist. "I'm not dragging her, I'm accompanying her."
"I need to talk to her for a moment." Says the older.
"Try again, you'll have better luck." Riki replies, continuing to walk toward his room with me, but Heeseung grabs him by the shoulder, blocking him abruptly.
"I said I need to talk to her."
I look at him and am stunned, what should we talk about? What else will he have to tell me? It's all part of his strategy, probably.
"I told you not tonight."
Heeseung snorts, incredulous. "What did you have this afternoon? - He ignores him, turning to me - Why were you sick? Do you feel strange?"
Maybe he thinks they are the symptoms of pregnancy, but he would have to be really stupid to believe that since they would never manifest so quickly.
"I'm fine."
"She took the vitamins I gave her, that's why she's fine!" Responds Riki who may not be feeling involved enough in the conversation.
I nod even though it's not true. "Don't worry, you're not serious after all." I tell him.
Heeseung just didn't expect it, he remains silent for several seconds until he hears Riki laughing. "Really? You think that?"
I...I don't know. If you ask me with these hurt eyes, this pitiful look I...I can't.
I stay staring at him this time I wordlessly. Do I really believe that, since I said it out loud? Do I believe Riki more than Heeseung? Maybe so, but then why don't I answer?
"Let's go to sleep."
I lower my gaze. "Ok..." I follow the boy in silence, leaving Heeseung in the middle of the hallway.
My heart hurts, again. He..... looks really sad. Maybe he's pretending, but I'm not, I'm so sad.
ok ATTENTION i have a very unhealthy idea... don't know if you know the sims 4 but there are some very interesting mods of this game that could create funny video material inherent to the story hahahahahha i realize it's so silly but let me know what you think ;) i feed on cringe
do not fear for the fourth shift, because there will be an extra chapter, it will be short promise
NEXT CHAPTER:
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immediately after the events of this chapter:
Please do not buy tickets to the WALK THE LINE tour.
Enhypen don’t deserve just a month break. They deserve a long, relaxing break. They deserve to be treated like human beings, they deserve to relax, to not be disoriented by a new time zone every other hour, to not sigh when they have to travel another day.
They deserve to breathe, to relax, to sleep, Enhypen are human beings, please, belift, just let them rest.
I think a lot about the members, those who have hurt themselves performing to the best of their abilities for ENGENES, but why can’t we try harder to vouch for a long break of relaxation? How come they try so much for us but we won’t even try for them?
I think about how Jay has exhausted himself constantly because he wanted to be there for the concerts despite physically exhausting himself.
I think about Jake who can barely open his eyes during concerts because despite his tiredness he wants to see engenes.
I think about Heeseung, who gets hate for being exhausted, being told he’s lazy because he cannot afford to extort any more energy towards his dances because he’s that tired.
Jungwon, Sunoo and Sunghoon who’s staying strong for the rest of their members, trying their best to keep the energy up as the other members try to catch their energy.
And Ni-ki, who’s the same age as me, who’s been mentally challenged during the tour, where he’s stated openly how tired he is. He’s the same age as me, I’m out enjoying myself, hanging with friends, finding new opportunities for me to grow as a person.
I get to relax, to sleep in as much as I want, to have the ability to snooze through my alarms and do nothing for the entire day and just relax.
He can’t do that, he’s working tirelessly. He’s only a teen like I am, how could I sit here and just let them do that?
Please, boycott the tour, don’t contribute to it, do not promote it, pay no mind, and pressure belift into a longer break.
They don’t deserve just a month, they deserve longer.
Boycott the Tour. If you call yourself an ENGENE, have a human heart, or just an ounce of compassion, boycott WALK THE LINE.
ENHYPEN for VOGUE Korea Sept 24
Enhypen Vogue korea
my precious and sweetheart boy
Jonghyun — 【She Is - The 1st Album】 ↳ for @acebytaemin ♡ send me a request
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SUNGHOON FOR VOGUE KOREA
his laugh is so contagious i love smiley hee 🥹❤️🦌
Lee Heeseung - 01 line!
he's literally my favorite person ever ☹️
ENGENES jay is in the hospital AGAIN and will not participate in the Japan tour, and the boys are visibly tired and showing signs of colds according to Sunghoon, colds spread easily between them then quickly everyone will be sick!!! we can't let Enhypen have another comeback, as fans we will do everything we can to prevent this from happening, So today don't comment anything other than requests for Enhypen to rest and for Belift to reschedule the comeback use the #LetEnhypenRest, go to ALL social media and spread the message:
— @BELIFTLAB
How long do you intend to see your artists presenting health and physical problems without giving them a break? This routine of flights, commitments and shows NEEDS appropriate breaks. They are your artists, where is the care? This is inhumanane.
#LetEnhypenRest
@HYBEOFFICIALtwt @BELIFTLAB
We see the excessive overwork & exploitation of ENHYPEN. Their health & well-being are being sacrificed for your benefit, and we won’t stand for it. It’s time to end these inhumane working schedules and give them the rest they need.
#LetEnhypenRest
JAKE DIMENSION : ANSWER Concept Film (NO ver.) ↳ for anon ♡
02z + sacrifice 230616
THE ENHYPEN HOST || 13
|| Reverse harem || ft. TXT, Mingyu (Seventeen) & BTS
WARNINGS: foul language, explicit content, group sex, humiliation, sex in public, threesome, foursoome, rough sex, red flags, immoral acts, unprotected sex, morbid jealousy, comedy, parody, possessiveness, violent quarrels, arguments, betrayals, lies, femdom sometimes.
GENRE: +18, reverse harem, comedy, enemy to lovers, friends to lovers
SUMMARY: You moved to Seoul to start over after a bad experience, and everything seems to be going well, you even manage to work for HYBE. You discover, however, that you owe them almost a billion won, money you don't have and don't know how to recover: but don't worry because Hybe itself offers you a solution.
Your body in exchange for paying off your debt.
Do you accept?
TRAILER 1
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The truth is that I am not immune to Niki's charms either, but I have to resist. I don't do it for Heeseung, I do it because it feels right.
"Niki...do you really want things to be like this between us?" I ask him, motionless, as he continues kissing my neck, my shoulders, cupping my breasts with his large hands.
"Why? - He pauses for a second, laughing. - Did you think it would go differently?"
The driver must really be a pervert, the way he keeps glancing at me from the mirror. Okay, I have to keep calm but mostly I have to talk some sense into him: beyond all that, he's a kid, I don't feel comfortable at all.
"Noona - he says, lifting his gaze to me - I'll be good... I won't treat you like Heeseung or Sunghoon, can you just trust me?"
How does his voice, so dark, say things like that while he has the expression of a sadist printed on his face? Fucking Riki, you put me in serious trouble.
"It's not that. You're too young..."
He trails off, annoyed. "But excuse me, in your country in what year do you come of age?"
I look at him surprised as I reflect. "Eighteen..."
"Then it would be perfectly legal!"
"Im not worried about the legal thing right now - I sigh in frustration, adjusting the neckline of my shirt - if you want to force me to do it I will, but know that's not what I want."
Will it end like it did with Heeseung? Will I give in to the next temptation with Riki as well? I hope not, I'm already in a lot of trouble.
"Noona... I think I will force you. But it bothers me that you would then be angry with me."
Is he serious? Heavens, I really can't find his face cute now. "R-Riki...it's not easy for me to refuse you either."
He crosses his legs, huffing and looking offendedly toward the window. "Then don't do it."
"Really..."
"Anyway, don't think you've won. - He says and I'm very puzzled. - I never lose."
I smile tiredly, perhaps it is true that this is all a game, everyone plays their own personal game, everyone makes choices that inevitably affect the course of history, everyone follows a strategy. Perhaps the only one who has not implemented any strategy is me.
"Riki, am I pretty? - I ask him after a few minutes of silence. - Why do you want to sleep with me? Honestly...doesn't it bother you to know that I have also been with your friends?"
Niki doesn't even turn around, just sighs. "I am not like them, and they are not my friends."
It breaks my heart to hear him say such things, he is different from the little boy in I-Land, he is dark as a forest at night, it is not only his deep voice that makes me think so. Looking at him closely, even though he almost turns the back of his head to me, I can see that his face is sad.
"Has he always been like this?" It comes naturally to me to ask.
The japanese boy sighs again. "I've never forgiven them, so I guess so."
Oh no, my heart is broken in earnest now. His voice... Is so sad, his beautiful eyes are so sad. My chest is trembling, my body is shaking, and honestly I feel my eyes are wet too, it's crazy. I dry them immediately, I don't want him to see it.
"The point is that you allow them to do everything to you - he says, turning to me - but with me you hide behind the nonsense of age."
"You haven't answered me - I try to keep my attention, before losing myself in desire. - Am I pretty? Is that why you want to... do it with me? Or is it because you think it's your right?"
"What do you care? - He asks annoyed. - You can't refuse anyway."
"Then why did you stop?"
He raises his eyebrows in surprise. "Can I continue?"
"N-No. I mean, if I can't refuse why don't you force me?"
"Noona - he interrupts me, in a very serious tone - stop saying these things, it's already hard. - He points to his erection with his eyes. - I'm not even a patient type."
I cough nervously, looking away since I've blatantly looked in the direction of his cock. "I-I don't think you're that kind of person, I mean this..."
"Just because I was nice to you a couple of times? - He asks again amused. - Don't get any ideas, I only let it go because we're coming soon. I told you noona, I never lose."
I petrify, I freeze, I paralyze. Did I really assume that Riki... or rather, Niki, was different from them? Did I really underestimate the fact that he is still and always a man?
I spontaneously think about telling to Heeseung, but maybe that's not a good idea. Even if this kid acts like this, I'm sure the boys in the band hurt Riki a lot, and that's why I'm angry with them. They should be united, helpful, kind to the younger one, a foreigner to boot!
After a while the driver stops, Niki gets off for about five minutes, which makes me think it was a somewhat questionable encounter, partly because the boy keeps a plastic bag in his jeans pocket when he returns.
I know because he pulls it out after the car starts up again, stuffs it into his boxers in front of me.
"Riki! - I feel like calling him back, spontaneously. - Don't tell me that..."
"Don't worry about things that don't concern you, and try not to tell your friend."
"Of course I wouldn't! What do you think? I care about you all."
The japanese boy turns to me, smiles as if almost pitying me. "Even though we are all so horrible?"
Unfortunately, yes.
"I'm sorry if you've suffered over the years." I say suddenly, completely heartbroken.
He looks at me in silence, perhaps not expecting it.
"You know, I've thought many times that if I could have made a wish I would have asked to go back to the day I arrived home, however, now . - I smile, bitterly - I think I would ask that everyone had treated you kindly. Maybe because deep down I knew it too."
I'm sorry Riki, you who were just a hyperactive kid, with eyes full of passion, drive, and lots and lots of talent. You who were always so unique, so positively eccentric, you didn't deserve this.
Nobody deserves this.
I would like to caress his face and hug him, but I don't want to misunderstand. I really, from him, don't want anything.
"Thank you. - He tells me after so many seconds that I thought he would never speak again. - Thank you... for noticing."
Oh no, I can't contain the tears, it's obvious but I don't want him to see me cry, so I simply turn away. I wipe them away but they keep coming out, I feel like a fool, my heart explodes and it's like it's clamped around a vice.
"Noona, don't cry. - Says Riki, grabbing my shoulder. - I'm not so good-looking if I start crying too."
I look at him, wow... he managed to make me feel better in just one second. "In my opinion, you're handsome even if you cry."
The boy sketches a half smile before wiping the tears on my cheek with his thumb. "Let's hope you never find out, I always want to be handsome in your eyes."
Oh no. He can't take advantage of the fact that I am so vulnerable to get to his ends! If he says things like that, he's no help at all.
"Noona, I want to tell you the truth - he sighs as if he is about to say something unpleasant - this will not change today's plan."
"Huh?"
"I think you're a nice person - he says, stroking my cheek and smiling - I got that impression right away. I expected you to scream, to cry, but you remained composed."
I stare into his eyes briefly, then have to look away or my chest will explode. "I did it because I was ashamed since I met you all under these circumstances, not because I am a good person."
"Shy people who feel ashamed - says the boy, smiling sadly, - I don't remember them since I've been in this environment."
What is he getting at? And why is it that while he is telling me things like this, he keeps claiming that he will go ahead with his plan? With his intentions?
"Then why do you want to do it anyway?"
"Cause you aren't pretty, you're beautiful noona - he says, as if it were obvious - we are colleagues. You may have already forgotten because those idiots tormented you, but you are here to help me get better... physically."
I swallow upset. "However..."
"Having fun together won't stop us from becoming friends, if that's what you want. - Sigh Niki. - I told you, I like you as a person too, but I can't and won't give that up."
What is he saying? Can it really be done? Could we become friends anyway? No, that's not the point! Riki suddenly caresses me, again, this time, however, I shudder and back up in my seat.
"Don't worry, I'll be careful not to make you fall in love with me." He says, laughing.
"We're here." The driver speaks for the first time, and I must say he has the voice of a mature man indeed.
The singer looks out the tinted window and nods. "Yes, should be here."
"Who are we having lunch with, Riki?" I ask then, puzzled.
He laughs again and my doubts increase. "You'll like it."
"A-Are they celebrities?"
"Does it seem possible that I hang out with ordinary people?"
Oh no, then they really are.
After the driver parks in the club's private parking lot, which I have only seen from the outside, he gets out of the car to open the door for Niki. I get out, too.
"Mr. Nam - Riki seems to scold him after getting out - first you open the door for the ladies."
The man coughs, looking annoyed. "I thought you wanted to do it."
The young man does not respond and sets off, I follow him and see that the driver remains leaning against the car, he is not coming with us and it was obvious, but I don't know why this surprised me. Maybe because he looks just like the secretary of the young CEO of a kdrama.
"They cook japanese here. Do you like sushi?" He asks me as we go upstairs.
I look around surprised, everything is lavishly decorated, plus the customers all look like rich people. They are wearing designer clothes, they are beautiful and groomed like celebrities and maybe some of them really are, I feel like a fish out of water, also I feel very embarrassed to show up dressed like that.
"Don't you like it?" He asks me again, after a few seconds, as we wait for someone from the staff to vacate to greet us.
"Huh? N-No, I love sushi!"
"Really?"
I nod awkwardly. "I've always been fascinated by japanese culture, since I was obsessed with games, anime and manga as a kid, I wanted to know more about Japan."
He doesn't say anything, just stands watching me in silence until the beautiful waitress arrives. "Mr. Nishimura." She says, in a shy little voice, looking at him spellbound.
How can I blame her. Niki notices her only after a few seconds, as if she is reflecting on what I said. "Ah... yes, there is a reservation Choi, it should be room 7."
She nods, not giving me a glance as she waves for him to follow her. As we walk through the corridors of this beautiful place, I can't help but look at the wonderful paintings on the walls, they seem to date back several centuries and look like originals, given how preciously they are kept in these glass cases that cover them.
"It's been a long time since we've seen it. We're really glad...I'm really, really happy too..." smiles the girl, as enthusiastic as a fan.
"Have the other two arrived yet?" Riki asks, brutally ignoring her words.
I naturally hit him on the shoulders. "Yah! Didn't you hear what she said?" I scold him.
Niki stops and stares at me, not angry but confused. "What did I do?"
"She said something you should have thanked her for." I explain, in front of her who, however, looks at me irate.
Now I'm the one wondering what I did wrong.
"H-how dare you? - She tells me, I am genuinely shocked by this. - N-N-Not... you mustn't allow yourself!" She just says, I can tell she's too nervous to even speak, maybe because in front of Niki, but I didn't quite understand what I did to offend her.
"Excuse me?" I ask confused.
"I don't... I don't need d-your help. Mind your own business."
Now I slap her across the face. No, okay, calm down Amanda.
"Are you done, Shinhye?" Riki asks, surprising me.
He knows her name, and his tone is very informal. "W-who is she? She's n-not even famous."
The boy snorts impatiently. "Will you accompany us or shall I have someone else call?"
Yes, the two know each other. I look at Riki surprised he snorts again.
She resumes walking in silence and eventually accompanies us to
Room 7, a private room. When she walks away, I see Riki nervously scratching the back of his head before entering.
"Have you been with her?" I ask him.
"A few times."
"But she's like 30!" I become alarmed, like a worried older sister.
"She's cute, though, isn't she? And I like older girls anyway." He says, leaving me petrified as he opens the door.
The situation obviously could only get worse: I see Yeonjun and Soobin sitting at the table, yes, them, from TXT.
He had said he didn't want to harass me, like the others, but that's exactly what he just did. He comes in, I stay in front of the door, he notices, looks at me and laughs.
"Noona, won't you come in?"
"W-Why them?" I just ask.
"Did you really think you were twisting everything just to make Heeseung happy? Noona, don't think of stupid things - he says, still laughing, sadistically. I feel naked right now. - I will always treat you well, but don't ever think you can be his. He's won a little too much, hasn't he?"
He.... really is a crazy kid.
It's not because of Heeseung that I said no to him, but why don't I deny it? Maybe because deep down, that's why, too? The point is that I just wanted to spend time normally with him... but since they are there, knowing that I am a host, I just can't do that. But Heeseung? Why is he talking about him?
Heeseung is not a nice person. I don't like him. It's not for him that I'm doing this but...
"I have nothing to do with him." I tell him through clenched teeth.
He smiles. "Do you know how many people in Korea have his number? - He pauses briefly as if to give me time to think about it, I lower my gaze in confusion. - I don't think he's really interested in you, though.... surely he wants to take possession of you, your body, and just for fun even your heart."
It hurts me what he says, but it shouldn't. "But what are you saying, Riki?"
"I'm doing this for your sake. You don't know him, he will always ask more of you."
I don't understand any more, my head is spinning. Even though we spoke softly, on the doorstep, I'm afraid those two heard us. Soobin is busy on his phone, but Yeonjun looks at us amused.
I feel really anxious.
"Although it won't seem real to you, given what's going to happen - says Riki, looking toward his friends - you're safe with me noona. If you trust me, you'll have more fun."
"Riki..." I don't know what to say.
"Are you two done? What, you don't want to have lunch with us?" Yeonjun calls us right back.
I sigh and prooced, defeat. I sit between Niki and Soobin, voluntarily putting myself far away from Yeonjun, who, however, is standing right in front of me. I try to look away, I'm not even listening to the conversation, I haven't even said hello.
"Did you bring her with you?" Cuts Soobin short, putting down his cell phone.
"Aren't you happy?" Riki smiles, carefree.
Yeonjun sensually curls his lips as he turns to me. "And are you happy?"
"Not at all." I reply, annoyed.
Heeseung may be a bastard, and he probably hurt Riki, but whatever Yeonjun is no better than him. Someone who enjoys rubbishing each other's insecurities with the intention of humiliating him cannot be a good person.
"How nice, you look different from last time." Soobin comments, drinking some water.
I lift my gaze annoyed but also inevitably honored to hear him say that, damn, he's really nice too. "There's no mask now, so I can be myself." I admit, bitterly amused.
"What masks? Are you saying that because you are a host?" Yeonjun asks.
Niki doesn't care for the conversation, looking over the restaurant menu. "Yes, now..."
"Isn't that a good thing? - He interrupts me, the boy from the other band. - This way you don't have to pretend you don't want to fuck with all of us. If you want to, we can just do it."
I look at Riki terrified but he doesn't give me a glance, and this not only annoys me but also worries me a lot. What does he mean? Isn't this going to be an ambush like Heeseung's?
"What do you want to eat, noona?" The japanese young man asks.
I look at him confused, he doesn't look at me but seems serene. "I would like to go home."
"During my shift, I choose what to do." He replies, relaxed.
I swallow terrified now, look at Yeonjun who is smiling, Soobin too! Why am I standing here? Why has the situation become so strange? What should I do now?
"R-Riki..."
"Noona trust me, nothing bad will happen to you." Having sensed that I am uncomfortable, that I am worried, he tries to reassure me failing miserably.
"Riki, I don't like... this." I tell him, my voice trembling.
"I'll have sashimi! All kinds." Exclaims the blond, Soobin, delighted.
"Do you like sashimi, noona?" Riki asks me again, looking at the menu.
I don't answer. Damn. Although my mouth keeps trying to reason with him, my mind, my belly, wishes for him to continue. This situation, unnaturally erotic and above all unbelievable, makes me horny.
"You should try ramen." Yeonjun says.
I swallow again, my mouth dry. I try to pour myself some water but Soobin anticipates me, grabbing the pitcher for me and pouring it into my glass. I thank with a quick nod, looking down low.
"Call me oppa, like you did to Yeonjun last time." Says the TXT leader.
is sobin, right? lol
I mumble offended, I won't. I don't even remember saying it. "No thanks?"
"You scared her - Soobin laughs, looking at his friend, "she was a fan of ours before you scared her."
Yeonjun smiles, shifting his gaze to the open menu on the table. "Instead, I think Heeseung has her stocky, that's why she's so nervous."
"Can't you keep it out of your talk?" It comes naturally to me to ask.
This time Niki lifts his gaze, and he doesn't look pleased. He looks at me, then snorts and returns to the menu. "No need to get worked up, noona. Nothing will change."
What does that mean? I know that even if I asked he wouldn't answer me directly, and I'm really still convinced that I'm going to refuse whatever is offered, but...seriously, it's hard while sitting at Yeonjun, Soobin, and Riki fucking Nishimura's table.
I can always ask Heeseung for help, but should I? Not to mention that if he knew, Sunghoon would never stop annoying me. What to do? What to do?
A good-looking young waiter enters the room; he is here to take orders. They all seem calm as they list the various dishes, but when the young man turns to me who haven't even opened the menu, they all seem to get a little tense: maybe they're afraid I might accuse them in front of this guy?
No, I'm not that crazy.
After all....
"What do you want to eat?" Riki asks me.
"I'm not hungry." I answer, annoyed. Actually, in the heat of thinking about sushi, sashimi, uramaki.... yes, I'm actually lying.
"Make a tasting course of everything - Soobin says confidently - do you like sashimi? Caviar? Or do you prefer cooked foods?"
"I...I like raw fish." I admit, under my breath, pouting.
I see out of the corner of my eye Yeonjun chuckle. "Yes, make it a mostly raw fish course, but put in some other stuff too. Some carbohydrates, the chef knows what we like."
"What would you like to drink?"
"I want this - says Yeonjun, pointing to the menu - two ... or three?" He asks the rest of the table.
"Make that two of those and a Brunello di Montalcino." Riki says, surprising me since it is an Italian wine and he even pronounced it right.
"I'll be right there." Says the waiter finally making a respectful bow before leaving the room, I stay staring in this direction for a long time.
"Have you ever tried it?" The japanese boy asks me.
I was sure it was a coincidence, but perhaps not. "What? The wine?"
"Yes."
"Why? Are you Italian?" Soobin then asks.
"Yes, it is." Yeonjun replies.
I glare at him. "I didn't even know it existed, however, I understood the name to be italian."
"I suspected so, since it costs two million won."
The blond boy, Soobin, glares at him. "Are you buying?"
"What cheap hyung." Riki mutters.
"They'll take a while, right? - Yeonjun suddenly asks, especially catching the attention of the other two. He picked up a pack of cigarettes, put one between his lips, and now looks at me. - I'm still not hungry... I should get some exercise?"
"Why don't you have a joint, t-then?" I wanted to sound tough, I wanted to sound stubborn and strong, but I ended up stuttering, making him laugh.
By now I can no longer misunderstand, I realized that everyone only thinks of one thing but deep down I don't even criticize them. When what's around you is beautiful, you want to appropriate it, you want to follow your instincts, and I understand that well since I find it really hard to resist these three, but...
Am I one of these things? In this life, can I simply be myself and not have to pay terrifying consequences?
I'm afraid not.
Yeonjun takes a long drag from his Marlboro Gold, then blows the smoke in my face. "Do you want to smoke?"
"No..." I sigh, but why do I keep answering him?
"Yah, don't smoke with the windows closed." Soobin moans and coughs, getting up from his chair.
I look at Niki, who is also looking at me. "What's up, noona?"
The blond man continues to approach, Yeonjun has also stood up, and they both come toward me. I get up too, backing away spontaneously, my body knows it's in danger.
"W-What are you doing?"
"In Italy you greet each other with kisses, don't you? - Laughs Yeonjun, who has already reached out and grabbed my wrist. - We didn't greet each other properly."
"Riki! - I call to him, as Soobin grabs my other wrist. - What are they doing? What do they want?"
"Just saying hello." He says, in an amused tone.
In the backpack my cell phone suddenly and providentially rings, and there are two possibilities: either it's Ester, or it's Heeseung. I should hope it's the latter, but in a way, as Yeonjun looks at me with thinned eyes and Soobin smiles sensually at me, maybe I hope it's Ester.
Riki gets up and without asking permission takes it, but doesn't look inside the bag. He sticks his hand in it until he finds it, but he shouldn't anyway.
"Star...boy? - He asks, amused. - Is that how he marked himself?"
"But who? The asshole?" Yeonjun also asks, laughing.
Soobin has suddenly placed his lips on my neck, tickling me, but I am forced to clench my thighs to put pressure on my pussy so as to stimulate it. I am horny and don't really react lucidly.
"Should I respond?" How the japanese amuses himself.
Even the little friend, the oldest of them all, is just amused. "No, we'll call him back in a while so he can hear."
It is a proposal, it's a very lucid plan. These-these guys are sadists, I feel like I'm inside a video game, it's like a confusing, random sea battle, with a good dose of stupidity.
Soobin licks my fucking earlobe, I'm shaking.
"Come on. Call me oppa."
"N.. - I try to say, but just then Yeonjun starts squeezing my nipple with his index finger and thumb, turning it, as if playing with it, my knees almost give out though. - Stop..."
"Shall I push him away?" Soobin whispers in my ear.
What is it with this guy today? I really find him irresistible.
"Yah! I'm even older, you can't do anything."
Soobin chuckles, then with his lips bites my neck as his hand slides between my thighs. "Ah...you're also wet...then it's not true that you don't want to."
Niki laughs, I want to kill him but I'm not lucid enough to focus on that as Soobin is using his fingers on my clit, while Yeonjun licks, bites, and sucks my nipples.
"Aish... noona, you are so shameless." Says Riki, hearing me panting because of these two.
How nice, I love the scent of their skin, their hair, I love how we have different touches...similar to Heeseung's and.... Sunghoon... maybe?
Soobin is actually a little more delicate, but thinking about it and that's how I imagine it is to do it in a normal way with Sunghoon. Elegant, irresistible.
"Y-You like whatc... ah! - I exclaim, when Soobin slipped a finger inside me, fuck...it's...I simply want more and more. - Watching.. w-while.. I being fucked?"
Oh fuck. Riki Nishimura, this gorgeous guy, he bites his lip in front of me and I feel like I'm losing control, especially after I see him touching his crotch, swollen, visibly swollen.
"And you like to have everyone use you? All the time?" He asks, as his cock becomes more and more evidently outlined.
Soobin laughs, Yeonjun too. "You are all... pigs."
"But you are the sluttiest." Says the older man, biting my ear.
I gasp as Soobin sticks his second finger in.
"Now I'm going to call Heeseung hyung. - Riki laughs, unbuttoning his jeans and pulling out something extraordinary, perhaps the most legendary creature ever spotted: an anaconda. - Talk to it, you can even tell it everything."
"R-R... Ri... - I can't speak, Soobin's hand vibrates like sex toys, I feel like I'm going crazy, and then Yeonjun is practically undressing me. - Ri...Riki.... no..."
"Noona - he says, moving closer. - You should understand me."
"N-No I don't understand you!"
"Let's make him despair a little since he likes you so much."
"He... - I gasp, already tired, I don't know how Soobin can maintain this pace without getting tired -- He..he doesn't...like me..." I say that my voice trembles unnaturally.
"Of course not - Riki replies - he only targeted you because Sunghoon likes you." He says this with such serenity.
"Really?" Yeonjun asks, breaking away from my skin.
"Yes, he has really lost his mind."
But what is he saying? He hasn't understood a thing. No...even if Heeseung is terrible, it can't be as he says, and it's not true that Sunghoon likes me, it's not true that he has lost his mind. It doesn't make sense, but I'm too involved.
"But... R...Riki..."
"But isn't Sunghoon dating Wonyoung? He seemed like a jerk but I didn't think so with girls too." Soobin asks, equally quiet as his hand automatically moves like a crank.
"Indeed it's strange." Admits the japanese man.
"We can still call him, though." Remember Yeonjun, what a bastard.
In my almost unconscious state, I didn't even notice that Niki has.... Niki beat all his hyung, for sure. His... dick.. is really long, big, he could grab it with both hands and it still wouldn't cover him.
It can't be that serious, I'm obviously dreaming.
These damn idols. Who designs them like this?
Niki picks up my phone, however he notices that has to enter the code and looks at me. I am still in the hands of these two who use me as they wish, while Yeonjun has lifted my shirt and now, favored by Soobin who has finally stopped his hand, pulls down my shorts skirt.
Fuck, I am completely naked, on my breasts and between my legs, in front of their ravenous eyes, the idiotic eyes of two horny men. I must be an idiot, too, because I damn well am one, too.
"Please Riki, don't call-ah! - I gasp, after Yeonjun sticks his head between my legs, starting to lick me really intensely. Oh my god. - Don't... Don't..."
"If you don't want him to find out - says the little bastard boy, masturbating shamelessly in front of me - don't moan."
I know, I'm a horrible person, he's just a little boy, and I shouldn't even have the thought to look at him, to watch his tense expression as he bites his lips, emitting small, guttural breaths of pleasure.
"What's the code?" He asks in concentration.
"N..I won't tell you!" I gasp, desperate, as my knees now give way in earnest because of Yeonjun, but they both hold me up so that I don't fall.
"You don't want me to tell them to go hard, do you?" He asks, smiling as he continues to touch himself. Jesus.
"Ri...ki... you said...t-that..."
"You should call him." Soobin proposes, as he kisses my neck and is so good at it.
"Maybe I should."
"N-No!" I try to say, again, but Yeonjun is eating me up, squeezing my buttocks to get closer to his face, and it seems really impossible for me to resist him now.
My humors are running down the sides of his mouth, he is not disgusted, in fact he continues with more eagerness. I can't help thinking about when Heeseung did it, the way Yeonjun touches me is very similar to his, but less aggressive.
And Soobin, too, who uses his lips to bite and kiss me, never coming close to my lips, can't help but remind me of Sunghoon, who wouldn't kiss me until the very end last night.
Riki smiles amusedly. "You're enjoying this so much, aren't you, noona? You make me feel jealous."
He says this as Yeonjun sticks his fingers in, continuing to lick. "A-Ah... Riki..." I call out to him, but I don't know what I want to say.
He looks at me in silence, then starts the call.
He puts it on speakerphone, brings it closer to me. Heeseung doesn't answer right away, he lets it ring three times as I try to compose myself terrified, but also unable to push Yeonjun away. No, I don't want to and should not point this out to him.
Maybe Niki is right, and he is faking it, but if not, knowing about Yeonjun and me would really hurt. I don't want to see him sad, even if he's just pretending to be sad.
"Where are you? - The older asks after taking the call.
Niki mumbles, it makes him laugh to look at me. He pulls the phone closer to me, I breathe as quietly as possible. - Yah, did you call me not to talk?"
Niki sneers but when he meets my gaze he seems to become strangely serious. "Hyung, why did you call Amanda? And why did you give her your number?" He asks him, continuing to touch himself.
"Does it concern you? Where is she?"
"Here, next to me." Says the younger.
Soobin chuckles, but fortunately Heeseung doesn't seem to notice. "Why doesn't she answer me? Put her on."
"Noona, Heeseung wants to talk to you." He says, as if nothing is wrong, bringing the cell phone closer to my mouth.
I bite my lips hard as Yeonjun uses his two fingers to make me enjoy more and more, I can't even move freely because Soobin is sucking my breasts, kneading them.
"Where are you?" Heeseung asks again, as I do not answer.
I breathe through my nose, but it's hard to contain the moans, it's hard to speak normally. "At...lunch..." I whisper, avoiding as much as possible to expose my real voice.
"Why are you talking so quietly? What's going on?"
"No ... it's just t..that ... - I bite my lip even harder, because Yeonjun has started sucking my clitoris and seriously, it's wonderful, but I can't do that to Heeseung, so I force myself. - It's all... good..."
"Where are you? Don't make me ask again."
"I don't know... - fuck, a really suspicious sigh comes out of me, he seems to notice since he remains voluntarily silent - what's its name..."
"Is Niki doing something to you? You had... You had said..."
"What had you said?" Niki then asks.
"No! N-No, isn't...anything!" I say this before plugging my mouth, with both hands, Yeonjun continues but Soobin has moved away to unbutton his jeans.
No, it can't end like this, not again. But I don't want Heeseung to hear either, I don't want him to know, no matter what.
(Wow... his dick is really impressive, too.)
"Really? Can you swear that Niki is not touching you now?" He asks, in the tone of someone who sounds really nervous.
"T-To swear!" I reply in a rush, after all, it's true.
Heeseung remains silent several seconds, then sighs. "When... when are you coming back?" His voice is different, it sounds like-he believed me.
Although I am literally losing consciousness because of Yeonjun, I still have an ounce of energy to be pleasantly surprised by his reaction. He... he believed me, even though I technically did not lie.
Niki pulls the phone away from me, looking annoyed. "I'm hanging up hyung, have a nice day." Then he ends the call while looking at me expressionless.
I look away. "Are you... - panting, tired - happy?"
"Not much - he snorts, watching as Soobin grabs my wrist to bring it closer to his arousal. - That's enough now, hyung."
"What?" Soobin asks surprised and also amused, he has already started using my hand to masturbate -- wow, that's really thick.
"You got it, that's enough now."
"But if I haven't even come." He answers very, very honestly.
Yeonjun doesn't give a shit, he keeps devouring me and I keep enjoying because of him. He seems to have found a taste for it.
The waiter who has been taking orders enters the room, along with a cart. He does not immediately notice what is going on at the edge of the room, but when he does, he is paralyzed.
"No knocking?" Soobin asks, visibly irritated, looking him seriously in the eyes as he pleasures himself with my hand in front of him.
"I-I apologize. It was not my...intention...I'm very sorry. I'll leave now!" He says, bowing.
Riki watches him in silence a few seconds, then smiles. "You're here now, finish your work."
This choice pleases the two boys very much, as while the young waiter is setting up the table, casting curious but also frightened glances at me, the two singers continue to blatantly harass me. Soobin uses my hand to enjoy, Yeonjun offers me his tongue to do the same, all while I just can't contain myself.
Even being watched and humiliated like this, I enjoy it. It's terrible.
"Noona stop moaning like that - says Riki, biting the corner of his mouth in amusement - you're getting the waiter hard too."
He changed his mind quickly, the little boy.
When the staff boy is done, he quickly heads for the exit but Soobin, who didn't seem to be focused on him at all since he keeps looking at me, groping me while physically forcing me to masturbate him, calls out to him.
"You're not going to say anything, right? - He asks him. - You're not even to look at her face, understand? That way you'll forget it right away."
"A-absolutely yes sir."
"Good, now get out. "
He executes and I see Riki observing his hyung quite surprised. "That's enough now, though."
"What?" Soobin asks again.
Yeonjun also pulls away this time and I feel like I can catch my breath. "What?" He also sidles up.
"It seems to me that noona has come enough." He says, as if it were a very normal speech.
"Wait, is that what you meant?"
Yeonjun wipes his mouth, covered in my humors. "No, I want to fuck her."
"Don't think about it." Sighs Riki, quietly moving closer to me and putting my clothes back on.
I feel like I'm about to collapse, to pass out. I am rehearsed by the intensity of the pleasure Yeonjun and partly Soobin have given me, but I am shocked, to say the least, by this unexpected turn of events. Niki..... no, Riki changed his mind.
Did he do it for me or for him? Certainly not for Heeseung. What if he saw this coming from the beginning? No, he couldn't have known things would turn out this way... he couldn't have done it for me. It's a strange thing to "give" to someone.
"What the fuck?" Complains Yeonjun, who has been kneeling until now and getting up has taken to stretching.
"Sorry noona, were they too rough?" He asks, in that deep voice of his.
I take a step toward him, unintentionally, but he opens his arms, as if he is giving me permission to access them and it appears to me as a solid wall to lean against, I am clearly flattered and shaken by this. I want to hug him but.... maybe I shouldn't.
"Are you tired? You can lean in." He tells me.
I swallow as I stare at him probably looking exhausted. "Don't be nice to me, Riki."
He twists his lips, as if considering what to say. "I will be because I want you to be nice to me."
Damn kid, your words... they make me feel good, and because of that, I feel terribly bad right after. Riki you are absurd, I just don't understand you, but even so... I seriously collapse in his arms.
He holds me, he's solid, but he doesn't hold me. To me, that's fine too. After all, it's already too much anyway.
"Why did you make them stop?" I ask with my face resting against his really wide, really hard chest.
"I didn't think it would bother me. Right now, though, I just want to fuck you alone. I want be the only see you, noona."
I flinch away, me speechless. "Riki!"
"Don't lie noona - he comes closer this time - I saw how you were looking it all the time, you can't wait to ride on it too, can you? - He touches my ear with his lips, I can hear his fucking giggle echoing in my fucking brain, while of course, the blood is pumping hard in my veins. - You were being enjoyed by two others, but you were only looking at my cock. You've never seen one like that have you?" He says this and then walks away, serenely.
"Y-You really are a pervert, you know that?" I look away embarrassed, how did I sustain him the whole time while he was saying those things?
"Yes, I know. I'm sorry, you just happened into the wrong dorm."
Yes, I noticed.
today is my birthday so i am giving you a present: post today and not tomorrow! hahahah sorry
more polling, although the same question... since we are further along in the story, i wonder how if the initial percentage has changed
the ending of the story is already decided, and i already have the plot for the next ff
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HII I was wondering if u have a fav gg and if yes which one/ones???? thank u have a great day!!!🫶
hello! i don't have many favorite gg
as far as music goes, definitely IVE and G-Idle (also NMIXX who really have bops but I don't know anything else about them) , I also like AESPA but find them musically a bit weird, idem newjeans
consider that I don't even follow many other bg's, I am very loyal to the enha hahahahahah... and yours?
Thanks for the question, I wish you a good day!