But What If Phone Sex With Sunghoon!

but what if phone sex with sunghoon!

a/n: i need him asap.

cw: phone sex. kinda public. mutual masturbation, mentions of breeding, face fucking, degradation & praise sandwiches, reader cums once, sunghoon is a whore so he cums twice.

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"show me your tits"

you start to pull your tanktop up and off but he stops you-

"no baby, do it from the top. 'want it to look like it does when i fuck you in it."

sunghoon was an insatiable man. you're convinced he's a succubus and just hasnt told you yet. it doesnt matter where he is, if he needs to get off, he will. no question or hesitation, he will slip away and make himself cum.

today, he's in the bathroom of a restaurant. he left with his friends to go eat, (not without fucking you right before, of course) not even two hours ago and, well, here you are now. facetiming while he's got his phone in one hand, cock in the other.

you pull your shirt down from the top, stretching the low cut tank top under your bra.

"play with 'em"

you set the phone down and grab your tits in your hands. at least he was considerate, making you cum with him. you let out a soft moan in the process.

sunghoons eyebrows pinch together, mouth opening just enough the let out a sigh,

"yeah... yeah," he feels his cock twitch at the sight, "that's it. good girl."

once he's satisfied and ready to move on, he gives you your next command.

"take your bra off."

you hurry to unhook it, excited to keep going but-

"slowly. take your time, yeah?"

you roll your eyes and huff in response but sunghoon is not having it.

"just cause i'm away doesn't mean you get to be a fucking brat. do what i said." he does a quick nod for you to continue on.

you do as he says. once its off, you hear him sigh into the phone. he loves your body. sunghoon fucking loves your body. loves the little noises you make, the faces you make, how needy you are. he wants to keep his cock in you all day.

"let me see your pretty pussy baby."

you lower the camera to show everything but your face. you were kneeling on the bed in only a tanktop. life is easier this way, easy access to your body. especially when your boyfriend likes to surprise you by bending you over and fucking you when he feels like it.

"let me see how wet you are."

sunghoons head spins as you lift two fingers back up to the camera and theyre glistening in the light, strings of arousal connecting the two when you pull them apart. he feels his balls jump and has to take his hand off of his cock to not cum too early. he pans his camera down as well.

your mouth waters. sunghoon was already hung so the sight of his pretty cock with an angry red tip made you drip onto the bed.

"god i wanna fuck your mouth again. felt so damn good this morning."

your two fingers circle your clit,

"i loved it, we should do it again soon."

sunghoon chuckles at you,

"god you're a fucking whore. i love you for it," his finger traces the his tip, "can you- ah fuck-"

sunghoon puts his hand back on his cock and immediately jerks forward, "can you lay on the bed with your head hanging off the edge next time? i wanna-"

you watch as sunghoon throws his head back, hand reaching around his cock to play with his balls as his cock jumps and twitches at the thought of his request.

"wanna fuck your mouth that way. i wanna see it fill up your throat-"

sunghoon lets out a stuttered moan and it has you throbbing. you push two fingers into your cunt, other hand going down to rub your clit.

"i'd wrap my hand around it so i can feel it. and when i pull out-" sunghoon lurches forward again, clearly delaying his orgasm. he removes his hand and his cock remains standing against his stomach.

"when i pull out, i'd slap it against your face," he puts his hand back on his cock, leisurely stroking it once again, "you'd like that wouldn't you? you wanna be my pretty slut? fuck. fuck"

at this point you're grinding into your hands.

"its not enough hoon. come home," you remove your fingers and put them in your mouth. sunghoons eyes widen and he lets out a long winded whine. you continue, "i need you inside me. god i need you to fill me up again."

"yeah baby? you need me to make you feel good?" sunghoon thinks he's going to explode and then you say-

"want you to put a baby in me hoon. please baby, please come home and put a baby in me."

and at that, sunghoons body locks up. his jaw falls open and his eyebrows pinch together and his hand stills as he blows his load. ropes of cum leave his cock and it almost looks like hes in pain. even without seeing him, you'd definitely be able to hear him.

"fuck- i'm gonna put a baby in you. yeah- shit- im gonna..." a moan rips through his throat, "i'm gonna plug my spunk into you. fuck my cum inside you over and over-"

and at this point, he is in pain. he's fisting his cock so hard at the thought of breeding you that he cums again. its dry, harsh, it rips through his body and he convulses a little bit.

when he comes to, he sees you've cum too. chest heaving, skin glistening with sweat.

he's made an absolute mess of himself. cum stains his shirt and pants.

"sunghoon!"

he laughs at your worried expression,

"don't worry baby. it's my excuse to come home."

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Chapter 06: unexpected text ( 🖊️ )

where : yizhuo yn and park sunghoon were not only a couple, but the bestest of friends, an inseparable pair; both deeply in love with each other. a love as intense as their personalities. despite their deep connection, they were young and ambitious, and the pressures of life pulled them apart. the couple mutually decided to break up, hoping to carve out their futures separately. ¿what happens when they inevitably end up in the same friend group again? ¿will they fight for the once strong bond or will they continue their lives separately?

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after that brief, tense exchange in the hallway, yn made a beeline for her next class, avoiding the throngs of students gathering in clusters. she kept her head down, hoping to avoid any more awkward encounters. the rest of the day passed in a blur. she went through the motions, attending lectures, taking notes, and chatting with the girls and the guys.

it was impossible to shake the feeling that Sunghoon was around every corner, watching her. they were in the same university, after all. How could she possibly avoid him forever?

yn stared at sunghoon’s message for a moment, his words echoing in her mind. no pressure. it was simple, but it felt loaded with meaning.

before she could dwell on it, the cafeteria door swung open, and yunjin walked in, laughing loudly with a group of friends. sunghoon wasn’t with her, but just seeing her was enough to make yn tense up.

“oh great, here comes trouble.” giselle whispered “Ignore her, yn. focus on us.

yn nodded, taking a deep breath. she could do this. it was just one encounter, and she had her friends by her side. despite her earlier hesitation, yn decided to join the others for the movie night. she needed the distraction and, more importantly, she needed to be around people who cared about her, and sunghoon whether she wanted to admit it or not.

the group gathered at jay’s place, the living room quickly filling up with blankets, pillows, and snacks. yn found a spot between karina and heeseung, grateful for the comfortable distance from sunghoon, who sat on the opposite side of the room with jake and jay.

the movie started, a lighthearted comedy that was supposed to ease the tension, but yn could still feel the unspoken words hanging in the air. every now and then, she would catch Sunghoon glancing her way, his expression unreadable.

halfway through the movie, her phone buzzed with a message. It was from Sunghoon.

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sleeping over at your boyfriend’s house for the first time was a bit nerve wracking. not that you had anything to be nervous about, it was just new.

you completed your nighttime routine as quickly as you could, knowing that sunghoon was probably waiting for you in his room. once you cleaned up and turned off the lights, you went into the man’s room to see him dead asleep. he had seemed tired as the two of you watched a movie earlier, fighting the drowsiness that threatened to take over.

you hesitantly moved towards the bed, turning off the small lamp near the mattress before you could climb in. sunghoon’s eyelids fluttered open at that, looking at you with tired eyes.

“i…i didn’t mean to wake you.” you whispered, feeling slightly guilty. sunghoon didn’t say a word, simply raising the blanket so you could slip under it. you smiled, climbing in next to sunghoon and tucking yourself into his body. the man immediately wrapped his arms around you and pulled you impossibly closer.

“i love you.” he mumbled, kissing the top of your head. your stomach flipped at the affection and you hid your face in his chest.

“i love you more.”

“impossible.” sunghoon replied, causing you to look up and see that his eyes were closed again.

“go to sleep.” you giggled once he began to nuzzle his nose on top of your head. being sleepy seemed to make sunghoon even more affectionate than usual.

“can’t. how can you expect me to sleep when i’ve got a pretty girl in my arms.” he mumbled with slurred words before kissing your face all over. the amount of butterflies in your stomach increased by a tenfold, but the feeling was something you cherished. you loved the way sunghoon made you feel.

“always the romantic.” you replied sarcastically, causing sunghoon to let out a small laugh. he then captured your lips in a short kiss before pulling away slightly, his nose brushing against yours.

“seriously though, i love you a lot.

“i know, hoon.”

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pairing: enhypen x gender neutral reader

genre: comedic fluff

au: established relationship

warnings: none!

a/n: just a quick little goofy fake text scenario ♡ pls like, comment, and reblog if you enjoyed!

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where: jake and yn broke up their long term relationship, and where they face aftermath of their decisions.

cw: angst, breakup. lowercase intended.

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pairing: ex! sim jaeyun x female!reader

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the late afternoon sun filtered through the curtains of yn’s apartment, casting long shadows across the room. she sat on her bed, her fingers gripping the edge of her phone as she stared blankly at the screen. The last few weeks had been a whirlwind of emotions—confusion, sadness, and an aching love that seemed to suffocate her.

jake had called earlier, his voice strained and heavy with the weight of their impending conversation. they had agreed to meet, to talk things through one final time, and now yn ound herself dreading the moment she would have to face him.

a soft knock on the door broke her from her thoughts. she took a deep breath, standing up and making her way to answer it. as she opened the door, jake stood there, looking as heartbroken as she felt. his eyes met hers, and for a moment, it was as if time stood still.

“hi,” he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

“hey,” she replied, stepping aside to let him in. they both knew that this was the end, but neither of them could bring themselves to say it just yet.

they settled on the couch, the space between them feeling comforting, suffocating and never ending. yn’s heart pounded in her chest as she tried to find the right words, but the heaviness of the situation made it difficult to speak.

“jake, i…” yn started, her voice faltering. “i don’t even know where to begin.”

“i know,” jake said, reaching out to take her hand. "i don’t know either. But we’ve been going in circles for weeks now. we both know that something needs to change.”

yn squeezed his hand, tears welling up in her eyes. “i love you so much, baby. I’ve never loved anyone the way i love you. but… i don’t think we can fix what’s broken.”

jake’s eyes were filled with a mixture of pain and sadness. “I love you too, yn. more than i ever thought possible. but we’ve tried, haven’t we? we’ve done everything we could, and it’s still not working. i think it’s better if we break up.”

a tear slipped down yn’s cheek as she nodded, her heart breaking at the reality of their situation. “i don’t want to let go. i don’t want to lose you. but… maybe we’re just not meant to be together right now.”

jake’s thumb gently wiped away her tear, his own eyes glistening. “i’ve been thinking the same thing. maybe we need to take a step back, to figure out who we are on our own before we can ever think about being together again.”

the room was silent except for the soft hum of the fireplace. yn and jake sat side by side, their hands still intertwined, yet the connection between them felt fragile, like it could break at any moment

“do you think… do you actually think this is the right thing to do?” yn asked, her voice trembling and barely above. whisper. “i mean, it feels like we’re giving up on something so special.”

jake sighed, his eyes searching hers for reassurance. “i think it is. as much as it hurts, I think it’s what’s best for us right now. we need to take this time to heal, to figure out who we are outside of this relationship.”

she nodded slowly trying to reconcile with the idea, "i understand, i really do. but still it doesn’t make it any easier"

“sometimes, even the strongest love isn’t enough to keep things together when everything else is falling apart. we need to be honest with ourselves, and with each other, baby.”

the weight of his words settled heavily on yn’s shoulders. she knew he was right, but that didn’t make the pain of letting go any less intense. she loved him deeply, and the thought of not having him in her life was almost unbearable.

As the evening wore on, the two of them continued to talk, sharing their feelings, their regrets, and their hopes for the future. they spoke about the memories they cherished and the ways they had grown from their time together. but no matter how much they tried to hold onto the past, the reality of their situation remained.

the night had fallen, and the room was dimly lit by the soft glow of a lamp. yn and jake were standing by the door, their hands still holding onto each other as if afraid to let go. the time had come for them to part ways, and the finality of the moment was almost too much to bear.

“I don’t know how to say goodbye,” yn said softly, her voice breaking. “i don’t want to lose you”

jake pulled her into a gentle hug, holding her close as if trying to absorb the pain. “i don’t know how either. but i do know that I want you to be happy, yn. I want you to find peace and fulfillment, even if it’s not with me.”

yn hugged him tightly, her tears soaking into his shirt. “i want that for you too, jake. i want us both to find happiness, even if it means being apart.”

they stood there for a long time, wrapped in each other’s arms, savoring the last moments of their time together. the love between them was still palpable, but it was no longer enough to sustain their relationship. they had reached the point where letting go was the only option left.

finally, they pulled apart, their eyes filled with unshed tears. jake cupped yn’s face in his hands, giving her one last, tender kiss on the forehead.

“goodbye, baby,” he said softly, his voice choked with emotion. “i love you.”

“goodbye, Jake,” yn replied, her heart breaking as she took a step back. “i love you .”

as Jake turned and walked away, yn watched him go, her heart aching with the weight of their final goodbye. she knew that their love had been real, that it had meant something special. But sometimes, even the deepest love couldn’t overcome the challenges they faced.

yn closed the door behind her, taking a deep breath as she allowed herself to grieve the end of their relationship. the future was uncertain, and the road ahead would be difficult. but they were determined to move forward, to honor the love they had shared by finding happiness on her own.

as the time went by, yn began to heal, finding strength in the memories of their time together and in the knowledge that they had made the right decision. she cherished the love they had, but she also embraced the opportunity to grow and discover who she was outside of their relationship.

and though it was painful to let go, she knew that sometimes, the most loving thing you can do is to set someone free.

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the morning light filtered through the thin curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. yn stirred, a soft smile playing on her lips as she blinked away the remnants of sleep. the bed was empty beside her, just as it had been for weeks now, but the emptiness no longer felt like a void. instead, it was a space for herself—something she hadn’t had in a long time.

she stretched languidly, feeling the tension melt away from her muscles. for the first time in what felt like forever, she was at peace. the suffocating weight that had once pressed down on her chest was gone, replaced by a lightness she was still getting used to. she didn’t need to check her phone for missed calls or texts, didn’t need to worry about what someone else was doing or thinking. this time was hers, and she intended to make the most of it.

across town, jake was having a very different morning.

he sat on the edge of his bed, his phone clutched tightly in his hand. the screen was dark, devoid of any messages or notifications, but he couldn’t tear his eyes away from it. he had sent a text to yn late last night—just a simple “hey, how are you?”—but the message remained unread, unacknowledged.

his chest tightened as he glanced around the room. the bed felt too big, too empty without her beside him. he had tried to fill the void she left behind, but no matter what he did, nothing seemed to work. no hookups, no friends, nothing. the few fleeting hookups he’d had since the breakup only left him feeling more hollow, their faces blurring into one indistinguishable mass in his mind.

jake ran a hand through his hair, frustration boiling in his veins. he had been the one to bring up ending things—had convinced himself that it was for the best—but now, all he felt was regret. regret for the way he had pushed her away, for the things he never said.

he had thought he could move on, thought he could find someone else to fill the space she once occupied in his life. but every time he looked at another girl, all he could see was yn. her laugh, her smile, the way her eyes lit up when she was excited about something. And the worst part was knowing that she wasn’t thinking about him at all.

“what did you expect?” he thought bitterly, gripping his phone so tightly his knuckles turned white. “you let her go, you pushed her away. why would she still be thinking about you?”

later that day, YN found herself at a bustling café downtown, surrounded by friends and the comforting hum of life going on around her. she sipped her iced latte, listening as her friend wooyoung animatedly recounted a story from the night before. yn laughed along, genuinely enjoying herself in a way she hadn’t in a long time.

“so, what about you, yn?” wooyoung asked, turning her attention to her. “anyone new on the horizon?”

yn shook her head with a smile. “not really. just… enjoying being on my own for now. it’s nice, not having to worry about someone else all the time.”

wooyoung nodded approvingly. “good for you. you deserve it"

yn appreciated the support, but she didn’t want to dwell on the past. she had spent too much time in that dark place, and now that she was out, she had no intention of going back.

over the next few weeks, yn threw herself into her newfound freedom with gusto. she spent more time with friends, picked up hobbies she had long neglected, and even started exploring new places around the city. each day was a new adventure, and she relished the feeling of being in control of her own life again.

however no matter how much she tried to move on, jake’s presence still lingered in the back of her mind. she hadn’t blocked his number, hadn’t deleted their old photos, but she kept her distance. she wasn’t ready to confront him, wasn’t ready to deal with the emotions that would inevitably resurface.

jake, on the other hand, couldn’t seem to stay away. he started showing up at places he knew she frequented—accidentally running into her at the grocery store, casually strolling by the park where she liked to read. it was all too obvious, but yn pretended not to notice.

yet, every time she saw him, her heart twisted painfully in her chest. the man she had once loved was still there, still the same in so many ways, but now he was a stranger to her.

one evening, as yn sat at her desk scrolling through her phone, a message from jake popped up on her screen. her thumb hovered over the notification for a moment before she swiped it away, ignoring it like she had the others. but this time, he was persistent.

another message followed. and then another.

“yn, ¿can we talk?”

“i miss you.”

“please, i just want to see you.”

but she knew better. she couldn’t let herself be pulled back into that cycle, of missing him, crying till she fell asleep, she couldn’t let him in again. so she did the only thing she could do—she blocked his number.

for jake, the silence was deafening. he stared at his phone in disbelief, his heart sinking as the realization dawned on him. she had blocked him. she was really done with him.

he had always thought that she would come back, but now, the reality of the situation was staring him in the face. yn was moving on, and he was the one who had to live with the consequences of his actions.

desperate and out of options, jake decided to take a more direct approach. he needed to see her, needed to make her understand how much he regretted everything. so, he did something he had never imagined he would do—he showed up at her apartment unannounced.

yn was startled by the knock on her door. she wasn’t expecting anyone, and for a moment, she considered ignoring it. but the knocking persisted, and she sighed, setting her phone aside as she stood up to answer the door.

her breath caught in her throat when she saw jake standing there, looking more disheveled than she had ever seen him. his hair was a mess, his eyes bloodshot, and there was a desperation in his expression that made her heart ache despite herself.

“jake, what are you doing here?” she asked, her voice firm despite the tremor in her chest.

“i needed to see you,” he said, his voice hoarse. “please, yn, just let me talk to you.”

she hesitated, every instinct telling her to send him home and shut the door. but there was something in his eyes that made her pause. reluctantly, she stepped aside, allowing him to enter.

the tension in the room was palpable as they stood facing each other, the weight of unspoken words hanging heavy in the air. jake took a deep breath, his hands trembling slightly as he finally spoke.

“I’m sorry,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “i know it was my initial mistake letting you go, even bringing up a breakup was a mistake"

yn felt a wave of emotions crash over her—anger, sadness, longing—but she forced herself to stay calm.

"it’s okay jake, we made a decision"

his face fell, his eyes pleading. “but… we were good together, yn. we had something special. I know we made that decision but we… we can fix it. we can be happy again.”

yn shook her head, "we can’t fix this, baby." "i’ve moved on and you should too."

jake’s expression crumbled, and for a moment, yn almost faltered. she had never seen him look so vulnerable, so utterly broken.

“yn, baby, please,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. “i can’t keep losing you.”

“it’s okay jake, you’ll find yourself someone else"

jake’s shoulders slumped in defeat, deciding it was time to let go.

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