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ʚ fluff: f | smut: m | angst: a | suggestive: s ɞ

⊱ #heeseung ⊰

heartless (2.1k) (a, m) secrets that you keep [ft psh] (4.2k) (m) a good ride [ft sjyn](2.4k) (m) one of your girls tonight (1.3k) (f) fallen angel (7.6k) (m) eyes on me (1k) (f,s)

hard thots: one | two | three | four | five

⊱ #jay ⊰

two-thirty am (2.5k) (m) stuck with me (26.2) (m) it’s just a tiktok challenge (1.6k) (f, s) to be popular (2.3k) (m) happy birthday, love (734) (f) book lovers (3.2k) (m)

hard thots: one | two | three | four | five | six | seven | eight | nine | ten | eleven | twelve

⊱ #jake ⊰

why do you care? (2.5k) (s) just come over, would ya? (2.2k) (m) consequences (4.4k) (m) a good ride [ft lhs] (2.4k) (m) taste of you (2.9k) (m) i like the way you kiss me (939) (f) ease my mind (681) (m)

series: chilling & killing mlist(m)

hard thots: one | two | three | four | five | six | seven | eight | nine | ten | eleven | twelve | thirteen | fourteen

⊱ #sunghoon ⊰

give up heaven (10.6k) (s, f, a) secrets that you keep [ft lhs] (4.2k) (m) say my name (6.9k) (m) unsteady (2.6k) (a) phantom and the opera (3.9k) (m)

series: for astra mlist(m)

hard thots: one | two | three | four | five | six

⊱ #sunoo ⊰

no remorse (2.2k) (m)

hard thots: one

⊱ #jungwon ⊰

he fell harder (5.7k) (f) push my buttons (2.2k) (m) everytime (2.2k) (s)

hard thots: one

⊱ #niki ⊰

coming soon…

⊱ #OT7 ⊰

all fun and games (4.7k)(m) [02z] your eyes only (s) [hyung line]

series:

vampires bleeding (f, s, a) [OT7]

the limits (m) [hyung line]

hyung line hard thots: one | two | three | four | five | six | seven | eight | nine | ten | eleven | twelve | thirteen | fourteen | fifteen | sixteen

soft thoughts: one

i’m normal i’m sane i’m so normal i’m so sane

dangerous when wet (p. sh)

more of this—> pairing. sunghoon x female reader genre. best friends little brother AU, virgin loser sunghoon, older y/n, pwop, filthy smut, unintentionally a little soft💀, M/F, one shot

warnings. profanity, alcohol mentioned(they don’t drink), smut warnings under cut. minors DNI.

wc. 6.7k

now playing. wet dreams//artemas

smut warnings. masturbation, sex toy use, loads of cum, wet & messy, somewhat submissive Sunghoon, loss of virginity, oral, pleasure from pain, overstimulation, unprotected sex, etc

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“You let her fuck you with this thing?” 

“She didn’t fuck me, she just..” Sunghoon trails off, licking his lips repeatedly out of nervous habit. “Held it, while I—you know.”

“While you fucked it.” Heeseung grins, smacking his friend's arm with the now cleaned off fleshlight. “Can’t believe you almost had sex.”

Sunghoon’s mouth opens to respond, quickly shutting it as he thinks about what his friend just said to him. He almost had sex? With you? Since when?! Wait— did he almost have sex?! With you?? His older sister’s hot sexy gorgeous best friend?!?

“An older woman,” Heeseung whistles, waving the fleshlight in his face. “Nice..”

“It’s not like that.” He says in a fast speech, overwhelmed the more he considers the circumstances. You did technically get him off.. sort of touched him.. complimented him? 

“She.. left after, maybe it was my fault.” He pouts, remembering how he couldn’t cum again when you asked. He tried—tried to keep his momentum going, feeling more insecure by the second as the spark in your eyes diminished the more he struggled away from your touch. “Maybe we could have.. gone further.”

“I don’t have much experience.” Heeseung admits, cheeks flushed. Sitting down on Sunghoon’s bed where you’d just frowned at him a couple of days ago before telling him that it was okay, and that you should probably head out anyway. “But, what happened? Couldn’t get it up?”

“No no,” Sunghoon sighs, plopping onto the bed next to him. “I think I just ran out of steam, I mean she was..”

“Sounded like she was pretty uh..” Heeseung rubs at his nape with a shy smile. “Rough with you? Sort of?”

“I didn’t mind it..” playing with his dry cuticles, he frowns and slumps over. Hunching his back to express how disappointed he feels. “Never thought a girl like that would ever show any interest in me.”

“You into her?”

Sunghoon shrugs, glancing at his friend. “I guess, but you know.. she’s my sister’s friend, and older.”

“What? Like two, three years?”

“I think twenty-three.”

“That’s not a bad thing.” Heeseung hums, resting back onto his elbows in thought. “Maybe she can..”

“What?”

“Help you.”

“Help me with what?” Sunghoon questions, turning to look at his friend. 

“Lose your virginity.” 

“I doubt that.” Sunghoon nervously scoffs, biting on his bottom lip. “Probably thinks I’m a loser.”

“You are a loser.” Heeseung scoffs, shoving into his side. “But I don’t know, she could be into that.”

“Well my sister invited people over again tonight.” He sighs, flopping back onto his bed. “Think she’s just throwing parties everyday since my parents decided to go out of town once I got home.”

“Crazy how you have such a popular cool older sister, and you’re.. you know, you.”

“That helps my confidence a lot, man.” Sunghoon glares at him, lips tight and face full of agitation. “Thanks.”

“Well it should! Means that she’s into you regardless of that, for some reason..” Heeseung hums, sitting up straight. “If any of your sister’s other hot friends feel desperate and bored.. I’m available.”

“What do you think I should do if she’s here tonight?” Sunghoon ponders out loud, dropping flat with a huff and staring at the ceiling. His dark eyebrows scrunch together, puffing his cheeks out angrily. “Should I act cool? Like unbothered? Or.. maybe talk to her first.”

“Hmm.” Heeseung clears his throat, grabbing onto the hem of his friend's t-shirt. “Well first of all, don’t wear this.”

“What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?!”

“It’s a Spongebob Square Pants shirt dude..”

“And?!”

“You’re never going to get laid.”

“Hey!”

“I want you to get some ass, man!! Take my advice on this.” Heeseung splutters, pointing toward his closet. “You’re 21, you have to have at least one plain black shirt.”

“Yeah. I can change.” Pushing himself to sit up, he mutters under his breath about how nothing’s wrong with his outfit choice. Shoving his closet door open in search of this old button down top he had to wear for his Grandpa’s funeral a couple of years back. It’s not quite his size anymore, a little snug now given the growth spurt he’s experienced these last couple of years. “Basically, try to look like a normie.”

He glares at Heeseung in the mirror, buttoning his shirt all the way to the collar. 

“Well, maybe don’t do that..” he grimaces, nodding toward his chest. 

“It’s too small.”

“Dude, just leave it open. You look fine with your tank top showing.”

Scandalized by the idea of walking around with his undershirt on display, he wraps his arms around his chest. This is probably a dumb idea anyway, why would you come into his room in the first place and do.. what you did.

“There.” Heeseung interrupts his inner monologue, fixing the collar of his shirt. “You almost look like some teen heartthrob about to play the lead role in a Netflix show.”

“Am I giving John B?” He asks hesitantly, ruffling his bangs in the mirror.

“Yeah sure.” Heeseung shrugs, mumbling a short mantra into his shoulder to please get his friend laid tonight. Sunghoon’s damn near hopeless, always tensing up around girls even if he’s not attracted to them. Voice cracking and stuttering if they so much as blink in his direction. He needs this more than anyone he knows. “Think your sister will get mad if I stick around for the party?”

“She won’t notice us. Our kind don’t exist in her perfect world.” Looking over at his friend, he sighs and shoots him a thumbs up. “Tonight is the night.”

Forcing a smile on his face, he shoots his friend a thumbs up back in return.

God, please let tonight be the night.

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“I’m not good with alcohol.” Sunghoon rushes to say as Heeseung fills up a red solo cup with chilled beer.

“You’ve never tried any, how would you know?” 

The gold fizzy liquid taunts him, held up near his nose by his friend's hand tempting him to drink it. “It’ll help you, you know,” he nods in your direction. “To approach her.”

It’s been two hours now of standing around, making small talk with his friend as they holed up against a wall and watched a slew of muscle head gym rats infiltrate the living room; swarmed by girls way out of their league.

“If I can’t approach her sober, I doubt this will help.” He mutters, taking the cup with a sour face. “She hasn’t looked at me once.”

It’s true, you’ve been across the room by the hallway flirting with some tall good looking guy. He must be your type given the amount of times you’ve playfully slapped his chest and leaned in closer to him to let him whisper in your ear. Sunghoon can’t even muster up the courage to stare at you for longer than a minute despite the fact that you haven’t noticed his presence.

“Take her that beer.” Heeseung taps the cup. “She hasn’t been drinking anything, maybe you can break the ice that way.” 

“You want me to talk to her?!”

“Talk to her or stay a virgin until you die.” The ultimatum his friend gives him rings through his ears. Eyeing the beer in his hand one more time before glaring at Heeseung. He straightens his shoulders and makes his way across the house. 

Every muscle in his body screams at him to stop. Each step feels like what he can only imagine walking through a pool of molasses would feel like. Working to control his breathing when he finally makes it over to you. 

“Hey!” He clears his throat. Standing there wide-eyed, frazzled akin to an innocent wild animal caught in headlights.

“Hoonie?” You squint, gaze dragging down from his face to the space of his chest that’s exposed. “What are you doing here?”

“I—I live here.” He coughs, holding the red cup out toward you. “I saw you over here and thought you might—“

“Oh no, none for me tonight Hoonie.” Waving your hand to dismiss him, you give him a small smile. “I’ll see you around.”

“Yeah, Hoonie.” A deeper voice mocks. The guy that’s been talking your ear off all night mocks him, dragging out the nickname you keep using.

Sunghoon quickly nods, fast to turn around before clenching a fist at his side and spinning back around to face you. “I can do it!”

“What?” You ask, eyebrows knitted. “Do what?”

“The thing..” he whispers, eyeing the guy standing between the two of you. “I can do it.. more.”

“Oh yeah?” You grin, sizing him up again. “Been practicing?”

“What’s going on here, why are you still bothering her.” The guys speaks up again, shoving Sunghoon’s shoulder. “Get out of here twerp.”

“I have been.” Looking into your eyes, he quickly nods and takes a few steps back. 

“Who cares, go away loser.” The guy shoves him again, making his shoulder ache. Sunghoon groans, nodding at you before rushing out to the backyard door for fresh air. His face feels hot, palms sweaty, head throbbing. Talking to you like that.. saying that to you, he can’t believe himself. 

He crouches down on the back porch, taking in deep breaths to calm down his racing heart. This entire experience has been humiliating, from when you accidentally entered his bedroom to whatever the hell he just tried to pull right now. So humiliating.

“Hey you.” The light tap of a foot nudges into his lower back. Slowly he lifts his wet eyes to find you shutting the sliding door shut behind your back. “What are you doing down there?”

Sunghoon sniffles, slowly dragging his nose across his forearm to wipe the snot that's started to drip as he holds back tears. Pouting pathetically from his crouched position, he tilts his head back to look up at you. “Felt dizzy.”

“You drunk?” Squatting down by him, you cup his chin. Turning his face side to side, soft eyes checking him to see if he’s fine. 

“No.” He mumbles pitifully, dropping his cheek to sit in your palm. “Embarrassed.”

A light snort passes through your nose, caressing his cheekbone. “Have you really been practicing?”

Only my entire life. Sunghoon has to stop himself from blurting out. Blinking bashfully as his cheeks warm up under your touch. “Not really, but I know I can do it again, and longer..”

There’s a beat of silence between the two of you, gently tracing up his face to smooth out his eyebrows and push back his bangs, you nod. Tight lipped as you look him over again. “Your sister can’t find out.”

Sunghoon’s eyes light up, sitting up straight out of excitement and landing on his knees. “Really?!”

“Ugh, don’t sound too excited.” You scoff and laugh. Grabbing onto him to get up with you, you nod toward the house. “Before we go inside.. I need you to do something for me.”

“Anything.” He says too eagerly again, cringing at himself. “What is it?”

“Come here.” You motion, leaning back against the wall close to the backyard door. “You know, your sister told me to stay away from you. She must think I’ll be a bad influence.”

“She’s wrong.” Sunghoon chokes out, beginning to feel chilly from the nighttime air. He steals a look inside, spotting Heeseung trapped in a conversation with two of his sister's other friends.

“I’m risking my friendship for you.” Sliding your hands onto his stomach, you gather the fabric of his open shirt between your fingers, slowly moving up toward his chest. “Hardly recognized you tonight.”

“Really? It’s an old shirt..” he says shyly, gulping hard. Dropping his head to focus on your pretty hands opening up his top, moving onto his chest. 

“When did little Sunghoon Park start getting so buff?” You ask flirtatiously. Smoothing your palms up from his chest to his neck. Slowly gliding behind to his nape to cup around him. “And tall, lost all that baby fat from your face. What happened to your big round cheeks?”

Already knowing the cheeks in question are beat red by now, he huffs out a breath, grateful for the cold night air now. The only salvation he has now as his body heats up and his heart beats so loud he fears you can hear it. “I guess a few months ago..” 

“You’re seriously a virgin? No bullshit?”

Sunghoon sighs, twisting his face and nodding. “Not by choice.”

“A twenty-one year old male virgin, I’m sure it’s not by choice baby.” Scratching at his nape, you chew on your bottom lip. “Are you sure about this?”

“A-about?” His eyebrows lift, nodding much too fast. “I’m more than sure about this! I—I’d even beg.”

He’s not past groveling, not anymore. The small touches you’ve been giving him already have him sprouting to life between his thighs. Drowning in his fear that last time was a fluke, that you may never touch him again. Maybe he did edge himself in the shower a few times this morning, and maybe he jerked off a few times after to make sure he could actually handle it. But admitting that would be more mortifying than anything.

“Can you show me again?” You ask mischievously, the tip of your tongue dragging between your teeth. “Show me how you touch yourself?”

Sunghoon visibly swallows, grabbing your hands from his neck to head inside. Pulled back by you hooking onto his elbows and dragging him away from the door. “Right here.”

“W-what?!” He asks exasperatedly, gawking at you in disbelief. “Someone could see!”

“Eh, no one in there cares.” You shrug, taking a hold of his hands. Swinging them side to side with a sleek smile. “Come on, if you expect me to believe you’re down for this then you shouldn’t have a problem. I’m sure you’re hard already.”

“But, why?”

“I wanna see you do it without that pussy pocket to help you.”

Sunghoon’s chest flutters, eyeing the sliding doors. He steps away to the corner you’re against. Biting down on his lip, he reaches for his belt to undo his bottoms and wrap his digits around his length. They’re cold to the touch compared to the warmth that’s begun to fill his dick, the contrast immediately setting off surges of excitement through his nerves. He hisses and pulls out his palm to blow on it. “Cold..”

He eyes you wearily, nervously rubbing his hands together when you move to stand in front of him and motion for him to lower his pants. “I said I wanna see.”

If he didn’t feel humiliated before, he certainly does now. Shoving his pants and boxers under his ass, he sucks at his teeth as his bottom presses against his parents house. His thick length bounces out, dangling up close to his stomach. Blowing into his palms again, he lathers them with a coat of saliva and reaches down to grip himself. “Like this?”

“Just do it how you usually do baby.” You say softly, leaning against the porch fencing. Concentrated eyes stay on his lower half, surprising yourself with how much you enjoy this. He’s just so pathetic, almost submissive with how desperate he is for you to touch him. It’s almost scary how addictive the thought of taking his virginity has become. Fully consuming your head since the other night. 

Sunghoon starts to stroke his length with timid movements. Easing the motion up and down his size, he squeezes the more he reaches the tip. Guiding more and more blood up to his cockhead, painting a brush of red splotches behind on his fair skin. His pretty cock starts to darken, shining at the tip so wet just like last time.

“You really always get that wet?” You question mindlessly. In awe that he’s just been hiding this in his pants all of these years. A virgin with a fat wet cock sounds like something straight out of fiction(ahem)..

“Yeah, I told you it’s—“ he says between ragged breaths, working himself up as his eyes drag up and down your smooth legs. Picturing the different ways he’d kiss up your thighs, maybe even leave a few bite marks behind. “Always wet like this, I didn’t k-know it wasn’t common.”

Uncommon is an understatement. His cock basically drools out precum, glistening all over the tip as he palms himself and spreads the liquid down his rod. “Go faster.” You demand, surprising yourself. Finding his equally confused gaze, you lift your chin nodding for him to do as you say.

Sunghoon grunts, tugging harder at himself. He hunches and pulls from the base to the tip. The ridiculous amount of precum dribbling from his opening glides his palms easily. Suffocating himself as he squeezes tighter and drives his hips to aid his fist fuck. He bites down on his teeth to control his moans, upper half trembling from how hard he exerts himself to work faster.

It’s even crazier to watch knowing that he’s doing all of this because you told him to. Jerking himself off like there’s no tomorrow out here in the cold.

“Are you close, Hoonie?”

“Y-yeah I’m—fuck.” He grits. Pulling and cupping the tip of his cock. Clamping his hand down on the base. He looks at you with enlarged glossy eyes, teeth chattering.

“Hold it.” Glancing toward the house, you move in a few more steps until your chest is pressed to his. Gathering the bottom half of your dress together with one hand as you snake your other down to circle his length. Sunghoon gasps, would’ve bursted if he wasn’t gripping around the base so tightly. 

“Can’t leave a mess behind.” You whisper against his lips, directing his cock past the front of your panties. You ease him inside to rub his tip against your clit. Mouth hung open panting against his. 

“S-shit.” He cries out, rubbing himself against you once. His cockhead shoves between your wet folds, eyes rolling back. Warm sticky seed paints the seat of your underwear. Weighing heavy on the cotton material already drenched in your wetness. 

“Hoon—“ Sunghoon’s eyes shut tightly. Closing off the minuscule space between your lips and his. He presses in, met with soft plump warmth. So fucking soft. The contact spreads electricity through his chest, pulling back a centimeter to find your eyes shut. 

He slams his mouth back against yours more eager, catching your bottom lip between his. The cold air around him grows hotter with each small movement, gliding his tongue between your lips. Cock still rock hard where it stays inside of your panties getting covered with his own cum.

“H-hoon, Hoonie.” You pull back, mouth already appearing swollen. “Your room—“

He nods enthusiastically, drawing himself away from your core with a hiss and pulling on his bottoms. The wetness flooding his boxers makes him grimace, shaking off his legs. “I’ll meet you there.” 

Grabbing onto the back of your neck, he goes in for another impatient kiss. Hungry and desperate to get another taste of your soft lips that feel as if they could melt into his. He groans when you shove at his chest and he pulls away. Apologizing before rushing inside so fast that he trips on the stairs on the way to his bedroom. Cursing and scrummaging to get himself down the hallway inside of his bedroom before you make your way up.

“Oh my God this is happening.” He says in a panic. Searching for a lighter on his messy drawer, he lights up a candle to make his room smell pleasant, something you’d hopefully like. Turns to look at himself in the mirror, dragging his fingers down his cheeks while staring at his lips wide-eyed. 

They’re so pink, a little swollen, and more pouty than usual. This is really happening, he’s going to have sex. “Oh God.” He wails, spinning around to fluff up his bed. Throwing anything off of his nightstand that could be too embarrassing. 

“What if I’m bad?!” He murmurs to himself in a panic. Sitting down on the edge of his bed staring at his door. “What if I’m the worst she’s ever had?!? What if she tells everyo—“

A light knocking at his door stills the world around him. Listening to his heavy breath, picking up on the rise and fall of his chest. He gets up, walking through quicksand to reach the door handle. Taking in a deep breath, he opens up and finds your bright smile, rocking back and forth onto your tiptoes. “Can I come in?”

Sunghoon can’t believe his eyes and ears, not only is a girl asking to come into his room, but it’s you. An older, cute and sexy girl that by and realistic social ranking should never even be aware of his existence. “Please.” He steps aside, directing you to his bed before locking the door and following you.

It’s more awkward than last time, not that he invited you inside last time. Definitely recalling that he yelled at you to get out of his room instead..

“You don’t have to do this if you’re not ready.” Reaching for his knee, you try to break the tension building between you. “We can try other things, whatever you’re comfortable with.”

“N-no, I,” he sighs, sucking at his bottom lip. Looking at you apprehensively, he turns to his nightstand and pulls out the fleshlight that Heeseung had just been smacking him with some hours ago. Holding it up and shrugging at you. “I told you, I can do it.”

There’s an obvious shift in your eyes when he displays the fleshlight to you. Reminding you of how hot it was last time, maybe even the hottest sexual encounter you’ve ever experienced. “Can I do it for you?”

Sunghoon almost chokes on his saliva, coughing and sitting up. He beats at his chest to clear his lungs, holding the toy out to you and scrambling back onto his bed. Maybe it’s embarrassing how eager he is, but any sense of shame seems to evade his body. Instead he lays back against his pillows, chewing at his bottom lip. “Go ahead.” 

It’s impressive how he moves faster than a trained dog at your command. Grinning as you kick off your shoes and move onto your knees to get between his legs. “You’re still hard, right Hoonie?”

“Yes, v-very.” His hips kick up to allow you to drag his pants and boxers back down. Sighing out of relief to have his dick free again. He pulls at his tank top and rolls it up under his pecs. The hint of muscles lining his stomach deepening with each deep breath he takes. 

“Hoon..” you smile and say his name so pretty, making his cock twitch. “I don’t know how you get this wet.” The touch of your fingers against the lining of his balls makes him arch up. Dragging your digits through the mess of precum and drying nut that’s covered him. You let out a pleased sigh, tracing the wetness up to his tip. “Don’t even think you need lube.”

The amused look on your face doesn’t help as you continue to coat his length in the precum that won’t stop leaking out of him. Softly jerking his cock in tandem with your gentle touches to get him wet everywhere. It makes his breathing pick up, sucking on his bottom lip hard enough for it to feel bruised. He tries to still his hips, tries to control himself.

“So sensitive.” You say, sounding much too pleased.

Sunghoon really tried to hold it in, to contain himself and not confirm what a loser he is in front of your face. But another rub around his sack to smear his arousal has his cock pulsating, spilling out another load onto his stomach with a shy moan. He bites down on his tongue, squeezing his eyes shut.

“Baby..” you croon, gripping around him to milk out the last drop. “That’s so cute, you cum so much.”

Fuck. He could easily cum again listening to you speak to him like that. Expecting you to laugh in his face instead of flattering and complimenting him for having no control over himself. He whimpers, still hard and so so wet now that you’ve rubbed his length against the hot mess that's filled up his navel and abdomen.

“Couldn’t hold it in.” He whimpers, he fucking whimpers. And he can’t wrap his head around anything anymore, not the shame that's melted down his sanity, not the painful way his cock twitches when he can feel your fingers gingerly circle around him. He turns into his pillow and lets out a deep whiny groan. Lifting his hips up for you to push his pants down even lower leaving him exposed from the knees up. 

“You’re still hard, baby. It’s okay.” 

Sunghoon thinks his head will spiral and fly off of his body if you call him baby one more time. Maybe he understands that Britney Spears song Jay’s always playing on guitar now, some shit about hit me baby one more time. 

He struggles to breathe, knowing that if he looks at your pretty hands wrapped around his dick he’ll probably prematurely cum yet again. He tries to think about anything else other than how squishy and soft your chest looks in that dress. How soft your palms are compared to his. How you keep saying such nice fucking his words about his cock and how wet he gets. It’s so humiliating that it feels good, so good. He falls deeper and deeper into the cloud you’ve created beneath him, gyrating his lower half up into your hands to fuck himself inside of your tightened fists.

“Good boy, you’re doing so good, Hoonie.” 

Fuckfuckfuck. You can’t talk to him like that, you can’t keep—

“So much better than last time, making me so proud.” You pant, dropping a wad of spit inside of the fleshlight. Sunghoon tosses his head back into his pillows letting out the loudest cracked moan. He has no idea what’s affecting him more, your soft tone, your lightweight gentle touches. Treating him so carefully, showing him that this means something to you with every cautious movement you make. Even the way you kept asking him and checking in with him to make sure he’s okay with this.

The thought that you could actually like him beyond sexual satisfaction erupts heat in his stomach and he cries out as you lower the fleshlight onto his cock. It’s even better this time, no lube to slicken the way down. The toy suction’s around him ferociously, rubbing the skin of his length harshly against the rubber insides as you move it down and bottom him out in less than 30 seconds.

“Fuck, you’re so big. Such a good boy staying hard for me.” You sound more ragged, breathing out in wheezes. And you firmly grip onto the fleshlight, getting onto your knees to begin pumping his stiff cock. “Hoonie, yes, keep going!”

He’s going insane, violently bucking his hips up. Thrusting into the fleshlight so deep, spilling out all of the precum that just won’t stop leaking out of him. His abdomen tightens, and one of your hands finds his thigh. Gripping onto the side of his muscular leg for leverage as you drag the toy up and down faster. 

“Your fucking fat virgin cock.” You hiss between clenched teeth. Working up a sweat, cunt pouring down your inner thighs crying out with desperate need to be touched.

“Oh, f-fuck!” Sunghoon’s eyes roll back. His long neck arches up, defined Adam’s apple poking out on full display. Wads of saliva collect in the back of his throat and he gags through his moans, struggling to find the ability to breathe properly and heat washes down his flesh in shivers. Bucking up one more time against your determined thrusting, he stills and cums deep inside of the fleshlight. His body spasming on the bed, reaching for his neck to help the cough of air trapped. He sucks in a harsh breath and collapses, spinning with the ceiling above him.

“Wow.” You swallow, popping the toy off of him. Holding it over his stomach to watch dollops of white hot cum pour out onto his stomach muscles. “Hottest shit I’ve ever seen.”

Sunghoon’s chest flutters, his fucking heart flutters. He blinks and coughs, wiping at the drool that dribbles out of his mouth and flattens on the bed, searching for your gaze. “I can do it again.”

He’s crazy, crazy to keep going. Never wanting you to stop touching him even if it hurts for him to cum now. His cock throbs and stays hard laying on his stomach in a pool of his release. It’s so much, trickling down the sides of his torso to his waist. Dangerous how wet he is, could even make you lose your damn mind.

A numb nod is all you can find to respond with, picking up the fleshlight only to throw it aside and pull the rest of his pants off of his legs. Leaving him free for you to spread his thighs open further and position yourself in between.

It’s not common that you ever want to stuff your mouth full of cock, but he looked so good fucking that fleshlight. All you can think about is getting a taste. Bending forward, you pick up his heavy length and test out your curiosity with a slap against your tongue.

He’s cum so much, the taste hits your throat immediately. Picking up layers of his nut with each slap against yourself. You groan and shock Sunghoon as you draw him inside of your mouth and suck around his tip like a lollipop. He lets out one of the prettiest anguished sounds you’ve ever heard. Somewhere between a cry, a groan, an intense call of pleasure. Arching from his waist, he pushes his ass against his bed and clutches at the pillows by his head. 

If he thought your mouth was warm when you kissed, he can only compare it to a hot stove now. When you stand by one for too long and your face heats up, lighting your cheeks on fire. The same thing happens to him now and he shakes his head side to side. He can hear it, how you slap his girth against your tongue and wet flesh on wet flesh claps throughout his bedroom. It hurts and feels so good, he throbs and aches. Nearly throwing himself off the bed when you not only wrap your lips around his bulbous tip, but powerfully suck around him. Gliding your tongue out under his cock and slurping up the stickiness coating him.

Nothing but the sounds of spit, arousal, your wet tongue lapping at his cock fills his head. He cries out loud when you grasp onto his waist and dig your nails in to hold him in place. Sinking your mouth down onto his cock lower and lower until he can feel the tip hit the back of your throat.

“A-ahh!!” He shouts, forced to stay in place. Leaving slices of your sharp nails dug into his alabaster skin, cutting pink and red marks along the sides of his stomach. His hips take control even so, ramming them upward until you’re gagging around him and you pull back. Spit violently lurches out, pouring down onto the soaked area between his hips.

“P-please, I’m gonna cum a-again!” He begs, just like he said he would. Begs so pretty, blinking his dark clumpy eyelashes at you. Fighting the burn behind his eyes.

“Are you ready?” You ask, smearing the spit on your chin. 

Sunghoon feels it again. The area between his eyebrows stretches, his head expands with air, his ears go numb. He watches you sit up and strip your clothing off. Cock throbbing against his hip bone at the unsnapping of your bra. He has to squeeze his eyes shut, shaking his head. He’ll cum too fast, he’ll disappoint you, he’ll ruin everything.

“Hoonie?” 

The same soft tone you’ve used all night shakes him out of his thoughts. Blinking open to you waiting for him with the sweetest smile. Your breasts sit perfectly, waist calling to his hands. He takes a minute just to admire you, to convince himself that this isn’t a dream. It’s too good to be a dream.

“I’m scared.” He says in his head, feeling his lips move.

“It’s okay, we’ll go slow.” You reassure, rubbing up his thighs. “At your pace.”

This is it, his first time. The first time he’ll ever have sex, and it’s nowhere near anything he’s ever imagined. It’s terrifying, making him feel hyper aware of everything. The sheer look of terror on his face must be obvious because you lay down beside him and kiss him. 

Your lips that were just wrapped around him, still so soft. Still filling his gut with heat as he presses in and deepens the kiss by grabbing onto the back of your head. Shifting his hips to one side to throw his leg over yours. He can’t believe how good it feels to kiss you, weighing the thought that this is enough. He could keep kissing you all night, sex isn’t necessary.

But as he pulls away, he looks into your eyes and knows that it's not necessary, but he wants to do this. He wants to do this with you.

“Ready.” He nods, and turns to straddle your hips. Testing out the new position, he places his hands on your shoulders and slowly drags them down. Fingertips run down your collar to the swell of your breasts, your pert nipples, your velvety skin. He takes a deep breath and grabs onto your waist softer than you had grabbed his, evident by the marks blossoming on his skin. Settling his knees between your thighs, he stares between your bodies.

“Tell me everything.” You whisper, reaching for his chest. “Don’t be scared.”

“Can I—“

“Yes.”

Languidly lifting his eyes to find yours, he wraps around his girth. Biting down on his sore bottom lip as he begins to direct his length between your folds, met with a wet gush of arousal kissing around his size. Sunghoon knows sex can hurt for a girl when she’s a virgin, but he never knew it would be him hurting the first time.

The tip of his cock prods around between your folds, lowering to your entrance. He shakes above you, gaze locked on yours, and he’s finally met with your wet cunt trying to suck around his tip. Fluttering his eyes to keep them open, he begins to push in.

“Nnngh..” you moan, breaking eye contact to watch him enter you. The wetness between your bodies glides his cockhead in with ease, clamping down on his thick size regardless. You reach for his stomach, digging your fingers into his sore sides.

Sunghoon hisses, eyebrows furrowing together, and he whimpers again. The suction around his size is not only tighter than the fleshlight, but hotter, and so fucking wet. He can’t handle the immediate pleasure that shoots up his spine. Arching forward inadvertently shoving himself inside of you a few inches deeper. He cries out again, more broken and throaty. “H-hurts.” 

“Slow, Hoonie. You’re doing good.” You moan, digging your thumbs into his stomach muscles. “You’re so big baby, you feel so good.”

“I do?” He asks, sounding genuinely shocked. Wide eyes staring at the rest of his length as he struggles to thrust forward. The skin of your cunt snapping around him hurts and drives him crazy. Becoming addicted to how the tight pain grips the veins lining his length, sucking around him. “Y-youre really—wet.” He whines, rolling his hips forward experimentally.

A couple of inches remain outside, and Sunghoon arches forward groaning. “It’s too m-much.” He says breathlessly. His hearts races, pounding through his chest and roaring in his ears. If this is really sex, then he knows nothing else will ever compare. Nothing will come close to how real you feel, how your pussy pulsates and squeezes around him. The scent of your arousal hitting his nose, the moany gasps you keep letting out. The small moans of his name, baby, your nails scratching down his sides.

That’s all too much, and it feels so good. He’s driving the rest of his cock inside of you. He’s screaming through his teeth. “Hoonie, ahh, you’re so deep.”

“Unnghh..” he wants to agree. Wants to tell you how fucking amazing it feels to be this deep inside of you. It feels unreal, like he’s never been human, never been real. Only this has ever felt real, your body trembling beneath him. The fast rising of your chest, his wet cock sliding back out to the tip. 

Blazing heat pours down his face, wrinkling his nose and mouth together. He thrusts back in savoring the way each inch gets sucked inside. This has to be the heaven they’re always preaching about in church. The hell you have to go through to reach a place too good to be true. This is it.

“Feels—“ he says shakily, voice cracking. “F-feels ahhh!—“

Dropping his hips down faster, he becomes absorbed. Jaw hung open, completely dissolving into the pleasure that’s taken over his body. He builds up a faster rhythm, squeezing around your waist and sinking down lower. “O-oh my God,” he groans against your lips. Dropping his face into the crook of your neck. His back muscles strain and he digs his knees into the bed. Throwing his hips into action the closer his orgasm builds. “F-fuck!”

An extra wet squeeze around his cock stills him. Stuttering in place as you let out a quivery moan and your cunt painfully suctions around him. Breaking a sobbed groan from his throat as he drives his hips forward through your orgasms and his lower half loses balance, sloppily thrusting in a few more times with your slick orgasm splatting out. 

“Oh—my fucking God!” He howls out, breaking off into a mewled whimper. Pouring out more cum than he has all night, he can’t contain it. The creamy wetness trickles out past his width, spilling onto his bed and down between your buttcheeks. The two of you groan in unison, falling limp together as he continues to jerk for a minute and his cock finally softens. Stretching you full with his release.

“Hoon..” you murmur, letting out a long-winded breath with his weight crushed against your chest. “Baby.”

Slowly nodding, he presses a light kiss to your sweaty neck and turns to the side. Leaving the space between your thighs gaping, pouring the rest of his cum out onto your thighs. It takes minutes or who knows how long for the two of you to catch your breath, silently processing everything that just happened. You let out a weak laugh and reach for his hand.

“I don’t know what we’re gonna do.” You mumble by his side, throat dried up after all your moaning and screaming. 

“Huh?” Sunghoon asks lazily, already feeling himself fall asleep. Not that he should with all of this dry cum on his stomach and between his ass cheeks..

“I think we have to tell your sister.”

“What?!” He sits up, more grossed out now by how crunchy the skin on his abdomen feels. “Why?!”

Blinking up at him, you raise an eyebrow. Eyes half-lidded, nodding at your hand in his and squeezing around his fingers. 

Looking back and forth from your intertwined hands to your face, he tilts his head in question. “Hoon, come on.. we have to do this again. Obviously.” You smile shyly, lifting his hand to your lips. 

“Really?!”

“Ugh.”

“Sorry.” He sighs, laying back down with a smile. He stares at you wide-eyed in disbelief even still after losing his virginity to you. “I’m new to this.”

“I know, it’s cute.” 

He blushes, hiding his face in your shoulder. “I’ll tell her it was all my fault.”

“We’ll figure it out.” You yawn, glancing at the time. “We can still sneak in a shower before the parties over. You wanna?”

“Together?”

“Sunghoon.”

“Okay, sorry sorry.” Lighting up with a huge smile, he sits up and waits for you to move. Eyeing him up and down, you smile too. Swiping your hand down from his shoulder to his chest. 

“Think you can go again?”

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NOW SHOWING | psh

PAIRING : bestfriend’sbrother!sunghoon x fem!reader

SYNOPSIS : When your best friend bails on a movie date at the last minute, you find yourself in a cramped movie theatre with her elder brother instead.

WARNINGS : SMUT, pinv, 3 year age gap??, both are in their 20s

wc : 1.9k+

A/N : this turned out longer than I'd imagined it to be, hope its good tho ♡

MDNI

Dimming lights blind your vision, the screen lighting up with advertisements. Your gaze shifts to the figure beside you, to his silhouette against the black of the theatre and you feel heat taint the skin of your cheeks red. 

“The movie’s about to begin”

You feel his breath on your skin, his voice in your ear and you feel yourself go motionless at the sudden closeness. You let a hum out in response, the feeble sound falling over your lips. You glance at his retreating figure, hoping the dark clouds your reaction.

When you feel his knee rub against yours you mentally curse your friend for having booked seats in a cramped theatre like this. What angers you further is how she bailed on you at the last minute, leaving you standing awkwardly at her door all dressed up for the movie she had begged you to accompany her to. The next thing you know she's pushing her brother out of the house and onto you, hoping his presence would somehow make up for her absence. 

Sunghoon watches you squirm in your seat, your knuckles white against the handle of the seat, the movie going unnoticed. His eyes run over the goosebumps on your arms and he is quick to slip out of his jacket. 

“Wha-” 

“You’re shivering”, his tone is nonchalant as he moves to lay it over you. You feel his fingers brush against your skin and feel all the cold being driven out at the contact. He leans over to lay it on you properly and you feel yourself arch into his touch, his scent.

Your mind runs with all the scenarios that have kept you up at night, especially those that involved him. With his eyes rolled back and fingers gripping the skin on your hips as he plunged into you without much thought. You shiver despite the warmth the jacket offers you and lean back into your seat rubbing the inside of your thighs together, the friction leaving you slightly breathless. 

Sunghoon watches you with a glint in his eyes, his gaze begins to cloud with lust. His jacket on your chest rose as you made an effort to even your breathing out, all while Sunghoon’s gaze ran over your clothed body lit by the dim lights of the movie screen.

He's always been good at maintaining a distance, especially with someone who was as close to his sister as you were. however, over the past months, the temptation to close the charged space between the two of you gnawed on his insides each time you walked past him. 

You feel yourself grow frustrated with each passing second, the ache between your legs making your brain go fuzzy. Unable to hold yourself back any longer you hoist yourself up

“I’ll be back. Bathroom break", you mutter your eyes barely meeting Sunghoon’s in the process and attempt to move through the barely available space. 

Sunghoon keeps his eyes on you as you struggle to squeeze yourself past him, your calves brushing against his knees. You feel red stain your cheeks, embarrassment making your heart quicken its pace. You stand blocking Sunghoon’s view of the screen all while his eyes trail down your back, inching lower the longer you stood in front of him, struggling. 

“Could you move any faster?” 

You whip your head sideways at the sound and find a rather tired looking dad with his toddler, waiting to move past you. You mentally curse yourself and every other higher power that carefully constructed this mess. You glance at your seat, hoping to sit back down until the two make their way out but find them standing right in front of it. 

“Uh” you feel sweat rolling down your back, “could you-” you point at the seat and look back to find the guy rolling his eyes at your fumbling state. 

“Let me jus-” You don't get to complete your barely audible sentence when you feel fingers grab your hips, pulling you down in haste. 

“Please” utters Sunghoon, motioning the two to walk through. He pulls you in closer, trying to make as much space as possible. Your thighs rub over his all while his arm rests on it, palm spread over your clothed thigh. You half expect yourself to fade away at that moment, the heat from his thighs seeping into yours. 

“Asshole” his voice is in your ear, whispered and quiet, only for you to hear. A chuckle escapes your lips at his comment but the bulge poking into your ass was what gets a noiseless moan out of you.

“See what you do to me?” 

You try to conceal the gasp that falls out of your lips at that but with your back firmly pressed against Sunghoon’s chest, no sound or movement of yours went unnoticed by him. “Oh God” his words are hardly audible to others, only reaching your ears and you shiver at the scratch in his voice. 

“I know you want this as much as I do, angel” 

You respond by leaning back, your back pressing into him. 

“Say it”, his voice leads you into a daze and you find yourself growing defenseless, wanting to give in to it. 

Your words are whispers uttered in a hurry, your patience running out, your mind going blank,

 “I want it”

And at that Sunghoon is pushing you up, attempting to stand as he grabs your wrist. Within seconds you’re pulled out of the rows of seats and dragged down to the exit, his fingers move from your wrist and slide into the gaps of your fingers in the process. 

He rushes you to the parking lot, the cold hitting you as you step into the night. Running and tripping over nothing as you made your way to his car. 

“Backseat.” 

His gaze grows dark and you see lust swirling in the brown of his eyes. You silently comply, sliding into the backseat within seconds. You keep your eyes on him as he follows you in, shuts the door and hoists you up without much effort until you're straddling him. 

“Do you really want this?” his eyes are sincere yet eager, his fingers that sit on your hips twitch and dig into your skin. You stare back at him, the dull light of the streetlamp illuminating his face and you can't seem to hold back anymore. So you mutter a quick inaudible yes and smash your lips onto his, your fingers circling his nape, gradually moving into the soft black of his hair. 

You don't realize how but minutes later you find yourself sitting half naked on Sunghoon, your palm on his chest, breath coming out as pants as he mirrors your breathing. His clothed bulge sits right beneath your naked and wet core. 

“Hoon please” you whimper, your eyes shut, brows furrowed in frustration. 

The name drives him crazy and he’s attacking your neck with his mouth the very next second, sucking and biting the skin between his lips like there’s no tomorrow. He bucks his hips upwards and you moan at the pressure that builds up inside of you. Your fingers grab his bare shoulders and you move over his bulge shamelessly 

“Just like that baby” he is rolling his eyes all the way to the back, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, voice hoarse with lust. And you speed up the moment his grip on your waist tightens. 

“Need you in me, Hoon” 

He almost jumps out of his seat at that, the words he was so eagerly waiting for, his body reacts to it almost instantly, and he curses at the sight of pre cum staining his jeans. 

“So bad” You don't hold back anymore, your fingers reach for his jeans, unbuttoning them with hurried hands. You're eagerness gets a chuckle out of him “Not funny” you mutter, agitated. 

“How long did you wait for this angel?” 

He slips out of his jeans, his eyes on you the entire time, a smirk graces his lips. You eye his boxers and groan internally, it's so much more than you’d imagined.

“Waited long enough” You look at him with half-laden eyes, your fingers rubbing over his shoulder blades and watch him centre his cock over your hole. You feel time stop the moment you lower yourself onto him, your hole stretching, your walls eager and wet, slipping him right inside. 

“Oh god” Sunghoon almost gives in, the need to flip you and drive into you and your tight hole all night drives him wild but he lets you take the lead this time, knowing there'd be more such nights. You couldn't get enough of him in one night and he wasn't planning on getting enough of you either. 

You move on him with a newfound energy and Sunghoon reaches for your boobs at the sight of them, he had always pictured them to be like this, perfect, just to his liking. He palms your right boob while he up jerks upwards, your moan sweet and loud in his ears the moment the tip of his cock hits a certain spot. 

“You’re doing so good baby” 

His words leave you even more breathless and you move until you feel warmth grow in your abdomen, muscles contracting.

Sunghoon grabs your hips- your body fitting just right in his hands, and takes it upon himself to move the both of you. He thrusts himself into you with such intensity that you are forced to muffle your screams by sinking your teeth into the sweaty skin of his shoulder. 

“Let me hear you, angel” 

And you do, you let him hear every moan that falls out of your lips. You sense the pace of his thrusts quicken and try to keep up with it, your muscles clenching around him, heat pooling between your thighs. 

Sunghoon throws his head back, eyes shut, sweat running down his chest and onto your body. The touch of your skin against his drives him crazy, limbs tangled, windows of his car fogged up. He feels his release nearing, the ungodly grip of his fingers leaves marks on your hips. 

He moves you faster, his hips thrusting upwards until he feels it draw closer and your body grows tense with each passing second. 

“So close baby” 

“Hoon I-” your words end up coming out as gibberish as you sense your mind go static the moment your body lets go. 

Sunghoon growls, a sound coming from the depths of his pleasure as he releases his load into you. You feel it fill you up, your insides coming away hot and wet. Spots cloud your vision as Sunghoon thrusts into you one final time and your thighs lay covered in both of your releases.

You lay against him, your head in the crook of his neck and make an effort to level your breathing as Sunghoon holds you in place, his fingers running down your spine. You feel him turn his head towards you and moments later feel his lips on your temple. “This was the single best night I've ever had” The low rumble of his voice sends vibrations through your body and you smile against his shoulder, nodding in agreement. 

Sunghoon tries to keep his hands to himself but loses them in your warmth, his fingers gently run over your body in an attempt to calm you down.  You find yourself wondering if this was a fever dream, so vivid, so real. And wishing that if it were one, it’d last a little longer because you were not ready to leave the warmth of Sunghoon’s body just yet. 

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