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aftertaste

๛word count: 1.8k, warnings/kinks: dom!yeonjun, sub!reader, language, unprotected sex, rough floor sex (lol), creampie, praising, overstimulation, after care, if i missed anything please feel free to let me know!!

๛author's note: it's been a while, hiiiii sorry. i've been writing a lot though just haven't been posting, i'll start doing better i promise. (i say that then disappear for another three months)

๛tags: @cha0thicpisces @fluffyywoo

it all started as a bet, a simple one between two best friends at the start of the summer. both you and yeonjun agreed on having a sexual relationship, no feelings attached and by the time the summer was over— if either one of you caught feelings then you could further discuss a serious relationship.

there was really only two weeks left until school started and that frightened yeonjun. he didn't know how you felt, you were hard to read, but he knew he wanted to become something more than just some summer fling and go right back to being besties like before. he hadn't admitted it though because to him it was embarrassing, it also caused him so much anxiety because he thought... what if you didn't think the same and will just laugh at him for thinking you would? snap out of it yeonjun.

the night was cold, you were walking towards yeonjun's apartment complex. it had been a while since you've seen him, you've been busy getting ready for your next year of school— plus you've been working overtime so you'd be able to pay rent. you were exhausted and needed a break. the best break you could get, the one that could keep you at ease and make you forget about the world you were living in, was being with yeonjun even if it wasn't just for the sex but god did that help.

you knock and the door swung open just second later, the tall blonde man stood handsomely in the doorway with the cutest little smirk plastered across his face. yeonjun pulls you in by your waist, closing the door behind you and pulling you into the deepest kiss, not a word being said but both of you making your way to his bedroom, your clothes already began being discarded into the hall on the way. once you made it into his room, you trip over eachother's feet and yeonjun falls flat to the ground, you falling and tumbling ontop of him. you guys share a laugh but continue on with your heated makeout session.

his pouty lips had their way of doing things to you you never thought they could, and it was such a turn on. yeonjun was soon stripped from his clothes but his underwear, as you were as well. he reached behind you to unclasp your bra, cupping your breasts with his large hands once they were set free.

"fuck— i missed you," yeonjun admits, kissing your jaw and your sweet spot on your neck.

he pulls you up a bit to began sucking on your bud while his fingers toyed with the other, forcing soft moans to fall from your lips. the wet muscle swiped left and right, sucking harshly as well— fuck, he knew what he was doing.

"don't you think it's a litt— ah~" you start, "a little silly that we're fucking on the floor?"

yeonjun looked up at you and shrugs, licking your nipple one last time before responding, "we're already here, aren't we?" he chuckled.

he's right, you thought. your lips reach for his again, yeonjun working on setting you free from the lace decorating your lower half, "oh doll, did you wear these for me?"

"you wish," you tease.

your hands trail down his torso till they were at the band on his underwear, freeing him as well— he was quick to push inside you too. he wasn't lying when he said he missed you. the feeling of his long cock stretching out your walls was always something you enjoyed, something you could never get enough of. the feeling always felt so euphoric, especially when yeonjun began to get rough.

yeonjun snakes one arm around your waist, as a way of wanting to get you closer, the other moving up to your hair and pushing you head down to kiss him again. the minute he bottoms out, he doesn't waste a second and begins snapping his hips against your ass with a slow and deep pace. moans repeatedly slipped from you into yeonjun mouth, and man did he love it. the way you fell apart for him and him only. this was another thing he thought about, after the summer if you take this any further this could be an all the time thing and he wouldn't have to worry about you fucking around with anyone else.

"so pretty and wet for me, princess," yeonjun praises, "isn't that right, all for me huh?"

"a— all for you," you said breathlessly.

small groans of his own came from him, like he was trying to hold them in but you wanted more. you wanted to hear him. you wanted to hear how you made him feel.

"stop holding them in, i wanna hear you," you say.

yeonjun looks up at you in awe, thrusts becoming faster, "but i can't hear you over me."

you shake your head and kiss his cheek, "please."

yeonjun kisses you again and once he releases, the pretty manly groans left his body— for once, and it just added to the pleasure. it was so hot. the scene was so pornographic and messy, your wetness dripped down yeonjun's cock and to his balls making the nastiest sounds, almost as loud as the two sounds leaving your throats.

"shit," yeonjun threw his head back, hitting the ground. eyes glued shut. his hands move down to grab ahold of your hips. you decided it was time you take control, sitting up and resting your hands on his chest and moving your hips to match his thursts, "like that, just like that. such a dirty girl,"

his bottom lip was caught between his teeth watching the way you rode him so passionately. you couldn't help the sounds you made, not worried about anyone under, beside or above yeonjun's apartment hearing. his tip brushed against your gspot at just the right angle, you continued riding in this position— orgasm already so close.

"you're tightening up around me, love. gonna cum?" he asked, he knew your body so well.

you nod, sucking in your bottom lip, nails digging into the skin of his chest. yeonjun takes the opportunity to hold your hips and fuck up into you, skin slapping against eachother hard. you moan uncontrollably and let him take control of you, "fuck, fuck, keep going," you plead.

"wasn't planning on stopping," yeonjun reassures.

he reached a place deep inside of you you didn't know he could ever reach and it set something off inside you. heart beating at a rapid pace and now you were shaking uncontrollably ontop of him, tightening up around him even more, slick dripping from you more than before. yeonjun let out curses of his own along with yours, the feeling of you cumming adding to his pleasure.

"oh— fuck," you say once you come down, yeonjun stopping his thrusts so he can get the 'okay' if he can keep going or not.

"you can give me one more, can't you? just until i finish, baby." you nod in response and with that yeonjun flipped you two over, your back pressed flat onto the ground and he was now fucking into you relentlessly.

he pulls up your legs by your thighs, spreading them a bit wider and leaning down till your chest was pressed flush again his.

"s— so good," you whimper, feeling fucked dumb already so soon but that's what yeonjun did.

words couldn't really express how you felt. out of this world, sure. like you were floating, that too but right now it just felt like so much more than that. yeonjun was using your body like some sort of sex doll and it felt so good, he just never stopped. thrusts picking up their pace by the minute which just brought him closer and closer to his high.

"were made for me, no one can fuck you like i can. no one can make me cum like you can, yeah?"

"no one," you agreed, "you fuck me so good."

hearing those words come from you was all he needed to move at an impossibly faster pace that no human should be able to but yeonjun sure did that, setting the bar high that you bet no one could ever reach. your entire body felt fuzzy and you were no longer letting anything out, it was more of just deep breaths and tiny whines that yeonjun found so cute.

yeonjun shoved his thumb inside of your open mouth, forcing you to suck which you happily did, circling your tongue around it. he smirks devilishly at the action, he loved how naughty you could get, he loved how you could match his energy and he didn't even have to ask you to do so.

"good girl," he praises before kissing you again and looking deep into your eyes.

you tug lightly at the strands of his head, back arching just pushing you even closer against him. yeonjun watched you with wide, lust filled eyes, he could watch you like this for forever. just at the sight he felt himself twitch inside of you and soon painting your insides white, filling you up to the brim. the sensation alone pulled you towards your second orgasm of the night.

you both held each other tight, helping one another ride out your orgasms. your hips twitch, nonstop, never wanting him to stop. the overstimulation was killing you but it also just felt so good.

eventually yeonjun stops, catching his breath and watching your face as you lay there with closed eyes and weak limbs, "i'll clean you up and then i'll lay you down, you can stay here for the night."

yeonjun was so considerate and generous, taking care of you even after fucking your brains out. you open your eyes, looking at his face that looked like it was sculpted by gods. nodding, he slips out and carries you towards his bathroom, setting you in the tub and starting the water while he cleans up the mess the two of you made on the way to the room.

he laid out a shirt of his for you to wear, getting into some comfy clothes and coming back to the bathroom just to be met with you passed out in the bath. yeonjun snorts a little and walks towards you, rinsing your body a bit more before taking you out to dry you off and get you ready for the night. a soft kiss is placed to your temple the moment both of you are in bed, arms wrapped around you like he never wanted to let go— which he didn't he just was too afraid to admit it.

even if this was all he could get till the summer was over, he'd keep this moment with him for forever just like all the others. he'll always be reminded of the aftertaste from the love you made on the bedroom floor.