Hello, Do You Have A List Of What You Do & Don't Write? I Want To Request Something But I Don't Know

Hello, do you have a list of what you do & don't write? I want to request something but I don't know what your restrictions are.

I don't have a list so I'll just make one rn, sorry abt that!

I won't write-

Anything to do with minors/age play

Beastiality (hybrid and a/b/o are okay tho)

Scat play/throw up play/piss play

Rape, CNC

Honorifics (Noona/Oppa)

Incest (step bro/step sis is fine)

That's all I can think of right now, not too much bothers me tbh, sorry it's vague, if I come up with more I'll make sure to add it!

Come Back to me

Pairing: Idol!Johnny Suh x Non-Idol!Female Reader

Preview: “Ack, you’re crushing my spleen” although it was somewhat of a complaint, you still smiled through it, glad to feel him again. Glad he was with you again. 

“You don’t even know where your spleen is”. He chuckled and rolled over, taking you with him. With the new position you were laying on top of him, the ends of your hair tickling his face. Your hair acted like a curtain, blocking the both of you from the rest of the world, causing you to be in your own. Just the two of you. 

Looking into his eyes, you leaned your head down to capture his lips in a kiss that expressed everything. All the pent-up emotions of frustration, anger, missing each other, and love.

Word Count: 3.2k

Genre: Slice of Life, Established Relationship, Smut

Warnings: Fluff, smut, mature language/cursing, not 100% proofread, reader cries and Johnny tears up, the pov used to be 1st person but I switched it (there may be pov errors) 

Smut Warnings: somewhat protected sex (birth control but no condom), breeding, dirty talk, pet names (good girl, baby), light finger sucking, light possessiveness, dom Johnny, sub reader, very light humiliation and dumbification, squirting, edging, begging. he slaps her thigh once, degrading names, Johnny calls himself daddy once, if I missed anything let me know!

a/n- it took me a long ass time to write this one for some reason but changing the point of view from 1st person to 2nd really helped. I hope you enjoy this fluffy smutty Johnny fic. I miss that man sm oml, come home, the kids miss you.

“Yeah, yeah. I know Johnny but thank you for reminding me.” It was hard, always being away from him. He was off touring the world and living his dream, it just sucked having to go on with your life without him.

“Y/n? Y/n, are you there?” His voice rang through the other side of the phone. You sighed and forced a smile that he couldn’t see, “Yeah, I’m here. Johnny, I have to go, I’ll talk to you later”. You ended the call almost immediately, not letting him respond. You knew this wasn’t necessarily fair to him, but you were tired, and the only things running through your head that the moment were kicking off your shoes, eating, and then falling into your bed.

You were currently on your way from work when Johnny had called. Walking out of the office building, his face lit up the screen and normally you would’ve been ecstatic, but you weren’t really in the mood to talk but you also didn’t have the heart to ignore it. The calls honestly hurt worse than just texting, being able to hear his voice was like he was in the same room as you were but then the painful reality would hit, forcing you to remember that he was thousands of miles away from that room you were in.

The sight of your apartment building in the close distance caused you to feel the happiest you had all week. Speeding up your pace, you walked into the building, ignoring the group of boys failing at dancing in front of a phone, and beelined to the elevator. Once you made it to the elevator you reached in and pressed your floor’s button before you had even made it all the way inside.

There was a man standing next to you, looking like he was ready to pitch you an offer to sell you something, keeping your eyes straight ahead and away from the tall trench coat covered man, you watched the numbers at the top of the door increase. 2, 3, 4, one more to go.

Holding your breath in anticipation, praying the elevator would hurry up, you heard the man finally speak up. “Hello, would you like to join-” Ding! You prayed to whoever was watching over you and started walking away. “No thank you, I don’t want to buy whatever you’re selling, and I don’t want to join your cult.” Leaving the metal box without sparing a glance at the salesman, or whatever he was. You weren’t normally this curt, often being praised for you polite mannerisms, but the only thing running through your aching head were those three thoughts from before.

A few more steps and you’ll be in the comfort of your own space, you’ll be home. The clicking of your heels started to annoy you and worsen your already throbbing headache. The numbers on the doors were starting to blur but you were able to make them out. 208, 209, 210. 211, home. The word home is more of a synonym for Johnny. You normally think of Johnny when you call your apartment home, but “home” seems lonelier without him there as well.

You spent an embarrassing four minutes trying to find your keys that you had carelessly tossed in your purse after locking your door that morning, you thought you would’ve learned your lesson by now, but you had given up when it didn’t cure itself naturally. You finally found them and put the key in the keyhole and turned.

The soft and furry feeling that met your calf was expected and very welcomed. “I’m home, Oliver” You smiled at the calm but ginger feline. The tenseness removed itself from your shoulders, neck, and back at the sight of the purring being but it quickly returned when you spotted a tall man facing your window, looking down at the city below.

“Now, why would you hang up on me?” Johnny turned and looked at you with a perfectly sculpted eyebrow raised. “M’sorry, I was just tired, and I couldn’t take hearing your voice but not being able to see and touch you.” With being able to read you better than yourself and the small hint of your words slurring, Johnny strode over to you in two large steps, he scooped you up in his arms.

Silently, he walked the both of you over to the couch and placed you down gently. Kneeling and removing the shiny heels that had been torturing your feet for the past eight hours, he looked up at you from his position. The position immediately filled your mind with thoughts that weren’t PG-13 and the feeling of being touch-starved wasn’t helping.

“Did you miss me, baby?” You nodded, your body not allowing you to speak, feeling as if the wind had gotten knocked out of your rapidly rising and falling lungs. “Do you want me to make you feel better? I’ll make you forget all about the day you’ve had. I’ll take care of you”. “Please Johnny, I’ve missed you so much” You whispered.

He smiled, aware of the effect he had on all parts of you. He started to reach around your waist to unzip the pencil skirt, but you were still seating, causing him to look up at you expectantly. Obeying his silent command, you lifted hips so he could remove the article of clothing. He tossed it to the side and looked back at you.

You were already breathing heavy, and you could tell your cheeks were flushed by the heat you felt radiating off of them. He got up from his kneeling position and leaned over you to set his lips level to yours, his lips ghosting yours. “Do you want to move to the bedroom?” He licked his lips, the tip of his tongue gliding across his bottom lip, as well as yours, which trembled at the contact.  

It took you a minute to respond, but Johnny was patient. You were lost looking into his eyes, not having of been able to truly look at him since the day he left. Instead of answering him you decided to just lean forward, capturing his bottom lip in between both of yours. Pulling him close, scared that he’ll leave again, he wrapped his arms around your plush thighs and picked you up with ease.

Without breaking the kiss, he led you to your shared room and placed your shaking body on the bed gently. He crawled over you, trapping you under him. But you didn’t mind because you felt safe in his arms, as long as you were with him, you would be okay, no matter the circumstance.

“I missed you, so much. You have no clue”, he placed a kiss on your jaw and placed his head in the junction of your neck. Before you knew it, he let his arms rest and placed all his weight on top of you.

“Ack, you’re crushing my spleen” although it was somewhat of a complaint, you still smiled through it, glad to feel him again. Glad he was with you again.

“You don’t even know where your spleen is”. He chuckled and rolled over, taking you with him. With the new position you were laying on top of him, the ends of your hair tickling his face. Your hair acted like a curtain, blocking the both of you from the rest of the world, causing you to be in your own. Just the two of you.

Looking into his eyes, you leaned your head down to capture his lips in a kiss that expressed everything. All the pent-up emotions of frustration, anger, missing each other, and love.

Pulling your legs up so they were caging in his torso, you then pulled your upper body up, so you were straddling him. Looking down at him, you unbutton each of the buttons of your work blouse. Johnny kept his hands on your hips, continuing to contently watch you.

Finishing your little show for him and tossing the shirt to the floor, left you in your bra and panties, you let your hands travel to the hem of his shirt, starting to bunch it up until he sat up a bit, so you were able to get it up and over his head. Now with messy hair, Johnny smiled at you and pulled you to his chest, so you were lying flat against it.

You just embraced each other for a minute, breathing the other in. Feeling your eyes well up with tears, caused by the overwhelming feeling of him. Just him, he’s the only one that could make you fall apart like this. No one else, only him.

Johnny held you closer, placing comforting kisses on your neck and shoulders as you quietly cried into his neck.

“Please don’t leave me again”, instead of answering he sighed, both of you knowing that your wish was almost impossible. He hated that you were crying, he hated it whenever you cried, especially when it was something that was because of him but still out of his control.

“I can’t promise that, but I promise that I’ll always come back to you. You and only you, because I love you”, his eyes were glossed over, being overcome with emotion too. You pulled back, giving him a watery smile, and leaned forward again to plant a kiss on his lips that he pulled into a slight smile.

But the sweet moment was ruined by Johnny slightly rolling his hips up to yours. You groaned and rolled your eyes, both in pleasure and annoyance.

“Way to ruin the moment John”, you smiled at him as he scoffed. “My beautiful girlfriend, who I have not seen in several months, is laying on top of me AND isn’t wearing any clothes, what was I supposed to do?” He raised an eyebrow and looked at your uncovered body and then to your face.

You smiled and bit your lower lip in order to try and hide said smile, but Johnny could still see through it. Giving him yet another kiss, you rolled your hips into his. His grip on you tighten, and as you gasped from the tightness of his hands on your hips, he took opportunity of your lips being parted to slip his tongue in between them.

This time the only reason you stopped the kiss was to breath, and after you both breathed in some air your lips met in the middle once again, sealing you together after being apart for so long. You felt the bed move as Johnny readjusted your position, him now straddling you.

You felt the warmth of his chest leave yours as he stood up to remove the rest of his clothes. Everything was left bare and uncovered for your eyes and your eyes only. But then you saw Johnny turn his body towards your nightstand and open the top drawer.

Immediately knowing what he was getting caused you to speak up. “I wanna feel you tonight, Johnny. I want you to cum in me.” His smile turned into a smirk at your words, and he dropped the condom he had been holding back into the box and sauntered back over to your shaking figure. “You want me to put a baby in you? You want me to make you a mom?” He knew you were on the pill, but you guys had agreed to still use a condom as extra protection to prevent a child, your careers were your main priorities, besides from each other, at this moment of time. But you knew that if Johnny genuinely asked you to carry and birth his child, you would fold instantly.

He stood tall above you and paired with the smirk; he looked quite intimidating. He brought his hand up and ran it through your hair, to your jaw, and then traced your lips with his thumb. You looked up at him and parted your lips, taking his thumb in your mouth, you watched his expression as you swirled your tongue around the tip and suck on it, just like you would normally do with his cock. He just kept looking at you intently, specifically your lips as you played with his thumb. But of course, you got impatient.

“Johnny, need you. I need you in me. I’m so wet.” He laughed at your pleading and mounted on top of you, leaving you with little to no space to move. “I bet you are, you always get so wet, and it’s all for me, isn’t it? I’m the only one who can do this to you.”

His fingers trailed down to your hips and played with the band of your panties, and tugged them down a bit, enough for you to get the memo to lift your hips, which you did.

After removing them, Johnny could see strings of your arousal that were attached to your panties snap as he moved them down your thighs are further from your cunt. “You really are wet. My good girl.” You tried to close your legs, embarrassed by Johnny staring at your now dripping pussy. Of course it was caused because of him, and he knew that, and since he knew that he used it to his advantage.

“My baby is such a horny slut for me, all we did was some kissing and you’re making a mess on the bed. Might have to make you clean that up later.” The feeling of your arousal on the sheets was unpleasant, cold, sticky, and humiliating.

“Ah don’t be embarrassed, you didn’t know any better, your little cunt just drips for me whenever I’m around, doesn’t it? Yeah, it does, I know it does, I see how you always tense your thighs hoping to be able to get yourself off under the table with just a little friction.” You felt hot even though the room was cold, your nipples pebbled once Johnny ripped off your bra, and when he saw them hard, he flicked one and then pinched the other. You yelped but Johnny just kept talking, “but no matter how much pressure you put on that little pussy, or how deep you get your fingers, you never cum do you? No, because I am the only one that can make that sweet cunt cream.”

Johnny laughed at you and moved his cock up and down through your wet slit, lubing up his fat tip so it would be able to just slide into your wanton hole. Whenever his tip would catch your entrance, you would gasp and roll your hips, trying to suck his cock into you, but the man above you would just chuckle and call you an eager slut, which you were. "With you being such a brat and impatient, should I even fuck you? Or should I just leave you here to sit in your own mess, continuing to drip while I go on with my day."

Him not fucking you was something you wouldn't be able to bare. "Please Johnny, I want you to fuck me. I need it please, I need to feel your big cock in my wet pussy, I love it so much. I want you to use my hole and cum in it and put a baby in me please, please pl-" your rambling and begging was cut off by a scream.

Johnny lined his cock up with your hole and bottomed out immediately, not giving you any time to adjust before he was pulling almost all the way out, just leaving the tip in, and then slamming his hips against yours. His tip met the spot deep within you that made you see stars and since he kept doing that, you didn't think you'd be able to last.

"So fucking tight, I love your cunt, how warm and small it is, and how I own it. I can do whatever I want with it, with you." His eyebrows were furrowed as he watches his cock disappear and then reappeared in between you two. You could hold your neck up long enough to focus on what he was so entranced by. You were starting to feel tired, and your vision was blurring, your throat hurt from the constant stream of moans and screams that left your mouth, but your ears seemed to focus in on the sound of Johnny's hips meeting yours and how much wetness was down there.

"Johnny, m’gonna cum." He started shaking his head before he answered verbally. "No, you're going to wait for me so we can cum together and if you can't do that I'll pull out and you won't be able to cum at all." "Johnny-" you whined but Johnny just slapped your thigh harshly.

If you hadn't been so far away from each other, you would've been worried, but Johnny hadn't been able to feel you for months, and now that he has the luxury again, he wasn't going to last either. His hips already losing rhythm and the speed quickening, gave you hope of being able to wait for him.

"Pussy so good, gonna cum in it, make you a mommy and me a daddy. How does that sound baby, me, a daddy?" You were concentrated on not coming without him, so you just mindlessly nodded along to everything he said. The walls of your pussy were tightening around his length, and he was getting closer and closer to the edge that you were already on, just holding on for him.

"You're so pretty baby, I'm almost there, you're doing so good. Just a little longer and then you can cum." A vein in his neck became more prominent and his bottom lip had started bleeding from him biting it. "Okay baby, I'm gonna cum, cum with me, you can do it."

With his permission you were able to let go and allow the bubble in you to burst, you cried out as your vision turned white when you felt his cum fill you. You came harder than you ever had, as well as longer and when your eyes opened you saw Johnny sitting there with a sinister look on his face with a knowing smirk. You didn't understand what the expression was for, but Johnny's gaze was fixated on your throbbing pussy. But yours was now fixated on his abs, that were covered in something other than his sweat.

"What-" "You squirted baby, all over me." That isn't what you had expected, and you felt self-conscious, you started to close in on yourself and looking around the bed for something you could cover yourself with. "No no no, baby, that was so fucking hot. Wanna make you do it again." His lips found their way to yours in hopes of calming you down and while you were thinking he was going to plant you a gentle peck, it was aggressive and hot.

Moaning again when Johnny nipped at your lip, he smiled at you and looked back down to your pussy. "Y'know, I wasn't joking about wanting to make you do that again and I have to make sure we get my baby in you. You think you're up for another one?"

Regaining your confidence, you smiled and nodded. Johnny leaned back in, but he was caught off guard when he felt you hook your leg around his lower back and flipped him onto his back, switching your spots so you were on top. "We can do that, but I want to make you beg now."

NCT Dream Masterlist

I will write for any member so feel free to request any type of story for any member! This masterlist also includes Shotaro and Sungchan!! (Haechan and Mark’s fics are under the NCT 127 Masterlist!)

Baises: 

Jeno, Jaemin, Haechan

Huang Renjun-

Nothing yet!!

Lee Jeno-

•Smelling Like Roses

•If 3’s a Crowd, Then Add 2

•My Heart Beats Like a Drum

•milfhunter.com irl (Drafting!!)

•Study Buddy (Coming Soon!!)

Na Jaemin-

•Smelling Like Roses

•If 3’s a Crowd, Then Add 2

•Sugar, Pollen, and Sex in the Air (Coming Soon)

Zhong Chenle-

•Pink + White

Park Jisung-

Nothing yet!!

hi!

requesting a seonghwa x reader enemies to lovers trope of fanfic with some bit of smut. thank u! <3

The Lights of Downtown Seoul 

Pairing: Park Seonghwa x Female Reader

Word Count: 3k

Genre: Non-Idol AU, Enemies to Lovers, Work/Coworkers AU

Warnings: Fluff, angst, smut, mature language/cursing, not 100% proofread

Smut Warnings: it’s pretty tame tbh, they have sex in her office but no one else in in the building, slight begging, unprotected sex, i didn’t write foreplay bc i think it’s kinda boring, i think that’s it

a/n- hi!! tysm for requesting and I hope you enjoy it. Ik it's bad but I was literally abt to fall asleep while writing it lmao. I might revise it when I have time.

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Why was it that you always had to be paired up with him. The only person in the entire office building that you despised. He was arrogant, obnoxious, and disgustingly attractive, so much to the point where whenever you saw him, you wanted to smack the pretty off his face.

While your boss was going on and on about the project you two had to work on, you were looking at his side profile. Of course he was listening, you had just read the email she sent out prior to this waste of time meeting.

“Oh and I need it by tomorrow morning, you may be dismissed.” What? That was not in the email. The email said you two had a week to finish the project. The man next to you seemed to be taken back from the time limit on the task as well, but he hid it well. Especially, with the smirk that replaced his shock expression when he caught you staring at him.

The left side of your lip pulled up in disgust at the wink he sent you way, you turned your attention back onto your boss, who was looking at you with raised eyebrows. “I told you two you were dismissed; I don’t think you want to waste any time.”

Giving a curt nod, you turned away to leave her office. “So…my office or yours?” Seonghwa’s voice was heard right beside you as you headed to the elevator. “Mine. Mine has chairs that won’t give you back problems at an early age.” You could just imagine him rolling his eyes, Seonghwa hated to admit that your office was much better than his. Everything from the space and size of the room itself, to the furniture, to the view.

The elevator ride was short but awkward, your office was only one floor below your boss’ office and the few seconds that felt like years came to an end.

“So, I don’t want to be here any later than I have to be, especially with you. Let’s just start.” You said without looking at Seonghwa as you cleared off your desk. Which didn’t take long, you kept work and your personal life very sperate, all you had were a few knickknacks that kept you from wanting to die at work, and a picture of your dog.

You didn’t miss how Seonghwa looked at the photo and little trinkets, but you decided to let him be while you spread out the papers from the file.

Although you two hated each other, you both were very work orientated so you kept the bickering to a minimum, especially the later it got, and focused on getting the given task done.

Your desk and office as a whole got messier the later it got, you two getting so emersed in the work you were doing, you started to use every surface you could find. Some things that also littered your office, including a few articles of clothing.

Seonghwa and you had both taken off something, his suit jacket and tie, and you had taken off your heels. Both of you had bags under your eyes and hadn’t said something remotely rude to each other in over five hours. You normally left at 5:00, as did Seonghwa but it was now just past 10:00 and neither of you were planning on leaving until you finished the project.

That was until Seonghwa saw the state you were in.

 The yawns just kept forcing their way out of your mouth even with how hard you were trying to keep them in. The stress was starting to get to you, and you didn’t need Seonghwa to make a comment about you being tired and slacking off.

“Hey Y/n, let’s just pick it up in the morning. She didn’t say when specifically and you look miserable.” Along with a yawn, a dry chuckle was heard from you. “Thanks Seonghwa, what a way to make a woman feel better.” He huffed and made his way to your side of the desk, “That’s not what I meant, and you know that.”

The heavy yet gentle hand that was placed on your shoulder was unexpected but not uncomfortable. And you hated yourself for leaning into his side when he pressed his side to yours and started rubbing your shoulder and neck.

The view of the city below you two was a sight. The bright colors of downtown Seoul was something you’d never get tired of, you didn’t get to experience it often since you weren’t normally at work at this time, but when you were, it was a refreshing sight.

While you were staring out the glass windows, Seonghwa was busy staring at you, when you made a comment about the city all you got was a distracted sound of agreement. Turning your head and looking up, your breath hitched, not used to this much of a height difference. The heels you wore everyday at work put you only two inches shorter than him but now, there was enough of a distance where you had to crane your neck up to look at him.

Seonghwa didn’t look into your eyes until he had traced the rest of your face, taking in all your features, your eyebrows, nose, lips, cheekbones, even your ears, Seonghwa was studying you. Studying you like you were the most difficult test he had ever taken.

The next words that he whispered made you forget that you hated him. “You’re the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.” The short pause made you question whether you should say something or wait for him to continue. “I hate that you don’t see that. You drive me fucking crazy. In the best and worst ways possible.”

You whined, a bit embarrassed but you decided to go ahead and talk. “You never even look at me.” It sounded as petty and high school-ey out loud as it did in your head, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care, not when you heard him laugh. “I just don’t get caught. But you, you make it so obvious what you’re thinking sometimes.”

The warmth on your face was illuminated by the lights coming in the from the window. And the heat only intensified when you felt Seonghwa’s lips on yours.

You gasped and pulled back slightly, not knowing what to do. “Seonghwa-” your drug his name out like a question, but you ended up cutting yourself off by wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling his lips back down to yours.

He wasn’t sure where to touch first, finally being given the chance to have you. Sure, he hated you, you were a bitch, but a beautiful one.

The pressure of his hands running up and down your sides, almost trying to make your blouse disappear made your knees weak. The only reason you weren’t on the ground was because of the tight grip he had on you.

“Seonghwa, please” You moaned out as you felt his lips brush along the column of your neck, landing on your sweet spot. When he heard the moan, he knew he found that spot. He chuckled before he started to suck a deep bruise in your skin.

“What happened to that tone from earlier? All it took was some attention and you’re already so willing. So willing to let me do whatever I want.”

You wanted to disagree but with the way Seonghwa was frantically touching you, all that came out was a disapproving gurgle of a noise. The laugh he let out didn’t help at all. Normally when he made fun of you, it made you want to kick him, but now, it made you wet.

He was laughing at you, and you were wet. You couldn’t decide whether you were dreading him finding out or if you just want him to put his dick inside of you.

“Are you wanting to do it on your desk? I wouldn’t be surprised if you just want me to take you on the floor.” Rolling your eyes, either out of annoyance or pleasure, possibly both, you side-eyed the couch in your office. “Seonghwa, you know I have a pullout couch right there, right?”

Now it was his turn to blush, he didn’t notice the couch at all during his time in your office, he was too busy working on the project- he was too busy staring at you.

“That would work.” Seonghwa swallowed in slight embarrassment. “Yeah? That would work?” He looked down at you and shook his head, “Yeah, that’ll work.”

Seonghwa picked you up like you weighed nothing, the way his suits fit gave you an idea that he was strong but when you were in his arms, with your hands wrapped around his biceps, you gave an experimental squeeze.

You’re glad Seonghwa ignored you ogling over the feeling of him, but you’ll be expecting him to make a comment about it as soon as you two are done. Once he made it to the couch, instead of sitting you down on it, he put you down, still standing. “I need your clothes off.”

He didn’t let anytime go to waste; his nimble fingers got to work on unbuttoning your white blouse. “Fuck. You always wear pretty bras like this?” Quickly nodding, you just wanting him to continue taking your clothes off, because when you tried to reach behind you to unzip your skirt, he swatted your hands way, mumbling about how he wanted to do it.

“Well get on with it, Park.” You snapped, as he shoved the open blouse off your shoulders. “There’s that attitude I’m used to.”

His eyes one your partially exposed body caused you to cross your harms loosely in front of your chest. “Don’t hide from me, we both know how long we’ve been waiting for this.”

“You’ve been waiting for this.” The scoff he let out let you know that he knew you were lying. “Just a few minutes ago you were about to cum before I had even touched you and now you want to argue with me.” He let go of his hold on your pencil skirt, letting it pool at your feet.

“Well you’re taking too long; I might as well go home and take care of myself.” “Even if you did do that, you know that the thought of me is what’ll make you cum.” You chose to just be quiet because you knew he was right.

Seonghwa smirked at your silence and let out a low whistle while he looked at your body. “Let alone the pretty bra, but a matching set? I’d think you planned this out. Even asked old boss to put us together.”

Before you could say something Seonghwa was pushing you down onto the couch and climbing on top of you.

The smooth texture of his dress skirt was nice on your burning skin, it had kept cool even in the warm atmosphere. Even if it felt nice, it still annoyed you that he was still fully clothed.

“Seonghwa, take off your clothes please. I need to feel you.” He gave you a bruising kiss before he stood back up. He removed his clothes much faster than he did yours. With you, he wanted to savor seeing your skin appear from under your clothes, but when it came to his own, all he wanted to do was be pressed up against you again.

While his fingers stumbled over each other while trying to unbutton his shirt as fast as possible, you sat up to remove the lingerie that still covered you. Seonghwa didn’t notice that you were baring yourself to him until he looked back up after he made it to the last button.

He felt a lump form in his throat that caused him to lose his breath. He’s imagined you like this more times than he'd like to admit, but here you were, just for him. Just for him to touch and feel. Dare him even say love. All you two did was argue but no one could deny the tension, it was just about time for you and Seonghwa to give in.

Seonghwa was distracted by the sight of you and when you took of his dress pants, he tripped out of them, but embarrassment didn’t come. The giggle you let out made him feel a way he hadn’t felt in a while and the look you gave him made it obvious that the same had just happened to you.

“I’m sure we have a lot to talk about because of this, but please, I need you now.”

Seonghwa gave into your quiet pleas and loved the way that as soon as he was in reach, you started touching him. It started at his shoulders, then to his back, and back up to his hair, which you pulled as he ran the head of his cock along your wet folds. He teased your clit until you couldn’t take it anymore. You locked your ankles around his back and moved your hand in between the two of you.

Dragging your nails down his toned abdomen until you reach his hard cock. You could feel a vein running up the side of it and you really wanted to run your tongue along it, but you would have to save it for next time.

You lined up his dick with your entrance and looked at him, just to make sure he still wanted this, because you knew you did. Without responding to you, he went ahead and pushed in.

Your head met the throw pillow you had on your couch and pulled him even closer, causing him to thrust all the way in you. His tip immediately kissed your cervix.

“You’re so tight. Why haven’t we done this sooner?” His pace didn’t falter once as he spoke. “Probably because we didn’t necessarily like each other.” At that, his thrusting somehow got even faster. But he didn’t say anything, almost like he was trying to prove to you that he didn’t actually hate you.

Seonghwa’s eyes were glued to the way your breasts bounced each time his hips slammed into yours. “Seonghwa, please.”

“Please what? Come on, use your words.” He laughed at the way your hips rolled up in time to meet his, but yours were getting faster, trying to reach the edge.

“Are you close? Are you gonna cum for me? Come on, I wanna feel how tight you can really get.” All you could do was nod your head, too close to really think.

Your body jolted when you felt one of Seonghwa’s fingers play with your clit. The man above you groaned as you clenched around him once the bubble within you burst.

The only thing is, Seonghwa hadn’t finished yet, which meant he kept going, driving you into overstimulation. Whines spilled out of your mouth as he kept drilling into you.

“Seonghwa, it’s too much. I’m gonna cum again!” All you could really do was say his name and a handful of other words. He gave you a hazy smile and nodded, seemingly even more lust-drunk than you were, which seemed impossible.

He started nodding before he spoke, “I’m gonna cum Y/n, do you want me to pull out?” Frantically shaking you head no; you tightened the lock your ankles made behind his back to make sure he didn’t pull out.

His pace stuttered as warm white ropes painted your walls. Seonghwa stilled inside you, not wanting to leave your warmth, ever.

“Oh, fuck.” He panted above you before his arms gave out, resting his entire weight on you. When he tried to get up, you whined, not wanting him to move.

Seonghwa did end up getting off of the couch and went to grab his shirt. In a moment of panic you shot up, ignoring the shakiness in your legs and the feeling of his cum dripping down your thighs, you reached out and grabbed Seonghwa.

“Please don’t go.” He turned around with his shirt in hand, only to put it on you, he buttoned the first several buttons, but still left a few, enough to see the tops of breasts. “Are you alright?” The earnest look on his face made your face warm for the umpteenth time tonight.

You shook your head, “No, because when you leave the room, you’ll go back to hating me.” The dim lighting in your office mixed with the lights of Seoul felt sacred. Like the aura belong to you and Seonghwa.

The scent of your air freshener was a clean lavender scent, and you could just barely smell it with the aroma of sex that was thick in the air. The space was warm as well, and it put you in a fuzzy head space. You were dizzy, caught up in Seonghwa.

“I don’t think I could ever hate you now. After tonight, whatever it is between us, it's different now, and I don’t want to go back to the way we were. I don’t think I would even be able to. I know how weird that sounds because we just had sex and all but, I liked seeing you in that tired vulnerable state. It was nice. You were sweet.”

He blushed as he made his confession and before he could go on, you placed a gentle kiss on his lips. The kiss had a promise laced in it, that even though you wouldn’t be able to stay in this foggy state and dim room forever, you wouldn’t go back to how you were.

“Seonghwa, let’s not leave just yet. I’m going to the bathroom and then I’ll pull the couch out and get some blankets.” When you went to the bathroom that was attached to your office, you changed into the comfortable clothes you left there, and returned to Seonghwa as quick as possible.

You saw that Seonghwa had already made the couch up and was waiting for you.

“How about tomorrow night, I take you out on a real date?” He whispered into your hair as you two laid down. “I’d like that.”

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