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Partners for the night 3

Swinger!Lee Know x Swinger!reader

Summary: Your husband, Hyunjin, and you recently joined a swinger club and haven’t had the chance to meet many people. So you decided to chat up with people together, before finding your own partners for the night. Tonight, you finaly got to meet Mr Lee, the man you’ve heard a lot about.

Genre: Smut

Warnings: swear words, swinging, drinking, oral (m receiving), face fucking, degrading, riding, fingering, no aftercare (per request)

Word count: 1.3k (1359 words)

A/N: You can read every part individually, since it’s just different p.o.v.s of the same night.

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“I don’t know, personally this is my favorite building out of all.” You said, but Mr Lee shook his head. “My favorite was one a few years back, when Mr and Mrs Bang were still presidents. It was royalty themed and it was so realistic. It was the party with the biggest attendance!” Mr Lee said.

“Sadly, we weren’t in the club back then, but we’ve heard a lot about it.” Your husband, Hyunjin, said. “The current presidents are doing an amazing job too. I was a little worried at first, since I didn’t know them well and didn’t know what to expect from them, but they host amazing parties every time.” Mr Lee complimented. “Speaking of the current presidents, have you seen them around?” Hyunjin asked Mr Lee.

“They’re probably still at the door greeting guests. But I think my wife and I were one of the last couples to come, so they’re probably about to close it.” He said and Hyunjin nodded.

“I will go check. Thank you.” He said and left the two of you alone. “So, Mr Lee,” you trailed off as the man finished his drink and threw his cup away before looking at you.

“Yeah?” he asked, but you didn’t really know what to tell him, so you awkwardly shrugged. He chuckled and leaned closer to you, his eyes never leaving yours.

“I’ll be direct. I hate small talk. I always did. I want to fuck you and I can’t do it right here, so, do you want to follow me to a room?” he explicitly said making you shudder. Mr Lee was known for being very direct with what he wants. For some, it was rude, but to you it was so hot.

He didn’t pretend that you weren’t a quick fuck and you loved how, from what you’ve heard, he never treated other women as well as he treats his wife. You had seen him keep his arm around her waist all the time until they parted ways. To the women he got with at parties, he was cold and distant, but it made you so intrigued.

“Yes,” you replied, making him smile satisfied with your answer. “Follow me, then,” he said and moved towards some rooms, not even bothering to guide you through the crowd. You walked past couples making out and even walked passed Mr Lee’s wife talking to Mr Bang, but you didn’t know if he noticed her.

He opened the door and walked in first, without waiting for you. You followed and closed the door behind you, but not before putting a ‘do not disturb’ sign on.

“Come here,” he ordered, sitting on the couch the room had, not even letting you look around the place. You walked towards him and he pointed at the floor with his eyes, signaling you to kneel. You followed his orders and kneeled in front of his spread legs. He pushed his pants and underwear down, revealing his almost fully hard cock and looked at you with an expectant look.

“Suck.” He ordered as if you were supposed to already know what he wanted you to do. After you were given permission, you immediately started stroking his cock and wrapped your lips around the head, softly sucking it into your mouth. You teased it with your tongue, before you started taking more in. “Good girl,” he said, his jaw clenching feeling your warm mouth around him. You pumped what you couldn’t fit and started bopping up and down his dick. You moved your other hand to cup his balls, making him hiss and throw his head back.

“Let me fuck your throat,” he said, let you pull away and stood up. You stayed on your knees and started pumping him once more, before opening your mouth for the handsome man. He slowly pushed inside, helping you get used to the size of him and you were thankful he was this considerate. Soon, he started fucking your throat, each time making you take a little more.

Finally, with a hard thrust, he bottomed out, making you take all of it in and gag around him. You pulled away coughing a little making him chuckle.

“Come on, little slut, get undressed and sit on all fours on the bed,” He said and your eyes almost rolled to the back of your head at the name. You felt so dirty. You didn’t even know you loved to feel degraded like this.

“Hasn’t your husband ever called you that? It’s sad, because it’s exactly what you are. You’re just a little slut who likes to sleep with other men.” He said and you looked away in shame, but so turned on.

He rolled on a condom and pushed inside of you immediately. “You’re so wet I didn’t even have to prep you. You’ve been fucked by so many other men, you don’t need time to adjust.” He groaned out and you know he knew this wasn’t accurate, but it still added a lot to the fun.

His pace didn’t falter, as he kept pushing in and out of you. He kept mumbling a few stuff you didn’t catch because you were so lost in your own world, as he kept hitting a spot inside of you that made you see stars.

“I’ll cum soon,” he warned, but you couldn’t reply, as your arms stopped supporting your weight and your head fell against the pillow. The angle made both of you cum immediately, and Minho rode out his high and pulled out of you immediately.

“You can clean up first,” he said and you thanked him and collected your clothes and headed to the bathroom.

When you were done, he told you not to wait for him, as he closed the bathroom door behind him. You put on your shoes and left the room, deciding to walk around to explore the ship-themed building just a little more.  

Of course, the theme of the party was nice, just as you had said, Minho thought. But he still preferred the Royalty themed party Mr and Mrs Bang organized. But was it because it was very realistic or was it because it was the night he fuck the president’s wife?

He could remember the day like it was yesterday, because he had managed to make such mess of the president’s wife, she needed help to walk afterwards.

“Are you gonna cum again for me?” He asked, but the president’s wife just meowled in response. “You can’t even form words?” He chuckled and continued abusing her g-spot with his fingers, trailing his other hand from her ass cheek to the back of her head, before pressing it against the pillow.

She drooled on it, the pleasure making her see stars. It was the third time she had come in one night. After he made her cum while riding his dick, he spanked her for not making him cum, positioned her on all fours and fucked her from behind until he came. She came again at the same time as him, so he decided to punish her with his fingers ‘for being a needy slut’ as he had said.

However, his favorite part of the night wasn’t this.

“Go clean up,” He said waving a hand to dismiss her, but she just whined not able to move from the bed. “Do you want me to bring you your husband here? Have him clean you up?” He said and she nodded much to his surprise. At first he didn’t actually mean it and would even go against his own rules and help the woman clean up a little, but he was shocked by her response.

He cleaned up quickly and got dressed. He moved towards the bar that was set up and got a glass of water. Luckily, right next to him was president Chan. “Here, give this to your wife in room 8. It’s right up the stairs.” He handed the glass to the man and smirked at his shocked expression and widened eyes, before leaving him to go find his wife, as he himself looked around for his wife too.

Part 1 (Chan) | Part 2 (Hyunjin) | Part 4 (Changbin)

[2:25 AM]

The fresh bedsheets are cold but your skin is burning hot, cheeks flushed and tear stained. Normally, this would be a happy ending. The night would stop here, the day would come, you would go and Minho would pretend it didn't happen until the next time it did.

That was okay with you, it made things easier. You didn't want him to act any different for your sake; both of you agreed to this arrangement, and there were clear rules set out in bold text, underlined in red.

There were lines there so you would not cross them, and yet here you are. In his bed, staring up at the ceiling with an ache in your chest from your heavy heart, weighed down with unwanted thoughts and feelings.

His soft snoring echoes throughout the otherwise silent room, and it makes the walls seem taller and the distance between your bodies that much larger. It makes you feel vunerable. It makes you feel weak.

How could you have let it get to this point? You knew before you went into this that it could never go too far. The deal was there would be no strings attached, and you could leave whenever you felt like it.

Except you couldn't. You wanted to leave, wanted to tell him this deal wasn't working and you needed more, you needed him. You wanted nothing more than to be spending these nights cuddling instead of drowning your stupid feelings in a couple shots of whatever cheap liquor was in your glass and pretending you were only in love with his body.

More tears fall, dripping against his pillowcase.

You wish your feelings would do the same, just drip away until there's nothing left, but instead your mind feels full to the brim with 'what if's that you know are all painfully pointless. He doesn't feel the same. He doesn't care, he'll never care, it doesn't even matter...but what if-

"Y/N?" Minho's sleepy voice breaks you out of your thoughts, an arm reaching blindly towards your curled up figure to pull you against him. "Why are you still awake?"

You don't trust your voice enough to give a proper response right now, so you simply hum and let him hold you like it means anything to him.

He doesn't seem to mind, though, drifting off to sleep again minutes later.

His arms are wrapped around you and his body is so warm, but you've never felt colder in your life.