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seeing double

in which: your complicated situationship with your upperclassman gets more complicated thanks to the feelings of an underclassman.

pair: college student!seonghwa/college student!afab!reader/college student!wonbin

word count: 11.1k

content: love triangle, lowkey dramatic, confessions, nicknames (doll, doll face, baby), smut (obvi), fwb (w seonghwa), seonghwa's lowkey a dick, jealousy sex, horny rabbits...?, three different smut scenes omg, slightly drunk make out session, oral sex, threesome, double penetration, safe sex, completely consensual!

rated: R | nsfw — minors do not interact

author's note: thank you @yunhoszn for helping me w the development of this fic ily babes •///3///• nd honorary dedication to @starryriize bc you chose to torture me w ian reels /j also yes i'm repeating myself w the college trope (nd some of the warnings) but i can't help myself i love college aus

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WONBIN had a massive crush on you. You were smart, beautiful, charismatic— if he believed in love at first sight, it was because of you.

He didn't join the journalism club because of you; the fact that you were the vice president of the club was merely a happy coincidence. Wonbin made sure to never miss a single meeting because the meetings were the only way he got to see you. You were a junior, and he was merely a freshman. He honestly wondered if he even had a chance with you because you were an upperclassman and probably wouldn't go for someone younger than you, but he still wanted to try his luck because, as far as he could tell, you were single.

"Alright, well that concludes this week's meeting. Everyone has their assignments, correct?" you asked as you sorted your papers.

Everyone nodded, but Wonbin's nod was just a little more vigorous.

"Great. Okay, go off, do your thing."

You dismissed everyone, and before Wonbin got out of his chair, you said, "Wait, Wonbin, I need to talk to you."

"Y-Yes?" Wonbin stuttered while praying his voice wouldn't betray him by cracking.

"Your last article was really good, but I'm wondering if we should have you exploring the arts department more."

"What do you mean?"

"You have a clear passion for theater and musicals, so if you would like, you can focus on the school performances instead of being assigned to whatever's left," you explained.

"You mean like... I get my own column?"

"Yep— Only if you want it, though!" you clarified.

"No, I really do want it! Thank you so much!" Wonbin said excitedly while bowing gratefully.

The thing was that only upperclassmen got their own section, and all of the underclassmen picked up random scraps here and there, so the fact that Wonbin was getting offered this chance was incredible to him. Plus, if you were the one breaking the news to him, that must mean you really like his articles.

"So, Seonghwa's going to talk to you more about the column maybe tomorrow or next week," you continued. "It depends on when he gets done with his capstone, after all."

"Yeah, that makes sense," Wonbin nodded— after all, the president did have the final say for everything.

"Good. Alright, I'll see you later then."

Wonbin nodded and bowed again before doing his best to leave the room confidently. The second he was out of the room, though, he held onto his beating heart and exhaled heavily. A smile and light pink blush crept onto his cheeks as he replayed the moment in his head. The smile lingered on his face as he left the building with a skip in his step.

"Hey, Wonbin," a girl he'd never seen before suddenly approached him as he left the building. "I— I have something to tell you..."

Slightly taken aback, the smile on his face faltered as he looked at the girl. He took in his surroundings and realized that there was a group of girls standing several feet away watching his interaction with this girl with a blazing red face.

Oh. Another confession.

"What is it?" Wonbin tried asking as politely as possible, but his patience was wearing thin.

"I... I really like you!"

Lord.

"Oh, well, thank you," he said softly.

"Will you go out with me?" The girl suddenly got a little bolder as she lifted her head to make intense eye contact with him.

"Ah, well, um... I already have a girlfriend," Wonbin lied straight through his teeth.

The girl's face fell. She looked at the group of other girls and glared at them. Then, she quickly turned back to Wonbin and said, "I-I'm sorry for wasting your time! Bye!"

Wonbin watched the girl scurry off to her friends and start sobbing the second she got to them. He let out a soft sigh. He grabbed his headphones from his bag and put them on before playing a song and making his way off campus.

Why couldn't he just get the girl that he wanted?

YOU finished up the article you were working on and were cleaning up your station when your phone pinged with a new notification.

seonghwa: meet me at the bridge

The bridge he was talking about, the only bridge on campus, was a five minute walk from your building. You messaged him back before wrapping up and heading out of the building.

It was already nighttime when you left the building. You shouldn't have been surprised at that point because you were used to staying late to finish up articles, but every time you walked out to a dark sky and barely any stars, you were always surprised. Quickly, you made your way to the bridge and saw Seonghwa standing at the peak of it while leaning against the wood railing. The second you took a step on the creaking wood, Seonghwa turned his head, his gaze meeting yours.

"Hey," he greeted with a smile.

"Hi."

"So, tell me," the man got right to it. "How was the meeting?"

"It went well. Everyone did what they were supposed to, everyone got their assignments— standard."

"Good."

"Oh, and I told Wonbin about the column. He seemed pretty excited about it," you couldn't help but giggle thinking about the giddy expression on his face and the stars sparkling in his eyes.

"Yeah? That's good to hear."

Seonghwa, for some reason, seemed a little disgruntled after you brought up Wonbin. You were confused— it was his idea to give Wonbin the column in the first place, so why was he acting all weird about it now?

You knew Seonghwa was definitely bothered when he pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pockets. He took one out and stuck it between his lips, only for you to take it out of his mouth.

"What?" Seonghwa turned to you, very clearly irritated.

"Not yet."

"You're really annoying, you know that?"

"Okay, but I'd rather not make out with you when you have cigarette breath, Hwa," you responded while leaning closer to him.

"Oh? Is that on the table tonight?"

Seonghwa turned towards you and wrapped his arms around you before pulling you close to him.

"You have to ask? I thought that was a given."

"Hmm, okay, doll face," Seonghwa hummed.

His hands strayed down to your ass. He held your ass tightly before pulling up, bringing you to your tippy toes and closer to him. You held his shoulders and brought your face closer to his.

"Your place or mine?"

Seonghwa, somewhat lost in thought, hummed again while teasing you, his lips barely grazing yours.

"Your place. My roommate's bringing someone home."

"Alright, but one condition."

"What is it?"

"Stop fucking teasing me and kiss me."

Seonghwa stifled a giggle and leaned away from you to get a look at the expression on your face. "We're in public," he whispered. "Do you really want people to see?"

"Hwa, your hands are on my fucking ass right now."

"Touché."

Finally, he stopped teasing you, and he pressed his lips against yours. His hands moved from your ass to your lower back. His fingertips tickled the dimples on your back, and his lips made yours tingle when he tugged upwards on your lower lip. You ran your fingers through his hair with one hand, your other hand slipping from his shoulder to his chest. His arms pulled you even closer— you had no idea if there was even room between the two of you— and you felt his pelvis press against you. He was starting to firm up.

"Wait," you breathlessly pushed him away, the man whining slightly. "Let's go before you fuck me on the bridge."

 The entire walk back to your place, Seonghwa kept a slight distance between the two of you. The great thing about the bridge was that not many students used it, so he was able to be as intimate as he wanted to be with you there, but the walk from campus to your apartment made you go through the major hotspots of your college, and if the two of you were going to keep your relationship a secret, you both had to act like there was absolutely nothing between the two of you.

So, the second your front door shut behind you, Seonghwa pounced on you. He grabbed your shirt collar and pulled you in while making out with you sloppily, your own fingers getting tangled in his hair. His fingers worked on the buttons of your shirt nimbly before untucking your shirt and pulling the sleeves down quickly. He continued breathlessly kissing you as he pinned you against the door. You worked on getting his shirt off, the buttons coming off one by one to reveal his white wife-beater.

You were getting impatient. You pushed Seonghwa away from the door and towards your bedroom, Seonghwa ultimately carrying you while you wrapped your legs around his waist so he could kiss you a little more comfortably.

As soon as you got to your room, Seonghwa sat then laid down on the bed, making you straddle him and hover above him. Still kissing, you reached behind you and unhooked your bra, the bra flying somewhere in the room the second the straps fell off your shoulders.

You saw Seonghwa's eyes sparkle when he laid eyes on your breasts. He slid down slightly and wrapped his arms around you to bring you closer to him, the man immediately sucking on your breast as soon as it neared his mouth. You sighed blissfully the harder he sucked, and you moaned softly when he began massaging your other breast with his hand.

"Seong— Mmm! Seonghwa, p-please," you whined. "Just fuck me, please..."

Seonghwa chose to ignore you. He, instead, switched breasts, and instead of massaging your breast again, he ran his hands down the curve of your bare waist, his fingers hooking into the waistband of your pants. He tugged on your nipple gently with his teeth, his hands removing your pants, allowing you to kick them off.

"Stay on your hands and knees, doll face," Seonghwa said, his voice low and sultry, sending tingles down your spine.

You chose to listen to him. Seonghwa slipped off the bed and pushed you forward so that you were in the center of the bed. He brought your waist up slightly before licking a stripe along your cunt. You gripped the duvet below you and sighed with pleasure as you felt Seonghwa's tongue ravish your pussy.

"Oh my God— Oh fuck!" you cried when you felt his finger draw circles on your clit while his tongue pushed through your folds. You clawed at the sheets and curled your toes as you felt the pleasure building within you.

As he continued to eat you out, Seonghwa removed his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and pulled his cock out. His tongue was still deep inside you as he collected some of your arousal onto his fingers before stroking himself. The higher and shorter your moans got, the faster he fucked his fist. It was when his tongue found your clit once again did white fill your vision. You cried loudly as you came, Seonghwa nearly getting a facial as you squirted. He quickly drove two of his fingers into your cunt and fingered you hard and fast, getting you to squirt again. Your thighs were trembling, and your hands were barely supporting you by the time you recovered from your orgasm.

"God, doll face, how pent up were you?" Seonghwa teased as he moved upright and knelt right behind you.

You couldn't even tell him to shut up— you were breathing heavily and focusing on blinking until you could see clearly again. Seonghwa got off the bed momentarily to rifle through your nightstand and grab a condom from the box the two of you had stashed there months ago before returning to his position behind you. He rolled the condom on then teased your cunt with the tip of his cock. He rubbed up and down, occasionally pressing the head through your folds.

"Hwa— Ah! Oh, shit," you were about to yell at him to stop teasing you when he shoved his cock all the way inside you, bottoming out.

"Hmm?" Seonghwa asked with a slight groan. "What was that?"

You bit your lower lip and shook your head before dropping it, the man behind you chuckling at your response. He held your hips and began moving at a fairly steady pace. Every time he thrust into you, you heard him exhale through gritted teeth. The lewd sounds of your wet cunt swallowing Seonghwa's cock filled up the room along with the bedsprings below you, the man starting to speed up.

Seonghwa moved his hands to your waist, and at some point, he pushed the space between your shoulder blades down, making you go from your hands to your knees. He leaned over you and smacked his waist against yours even faster, his breathing erratic as he choked back his groans. You, on the other hand, were just letting yourself go. The new angle drove you to pleasure faster, and at some point, you couldn't take it anymore.

"F-Fuck, I'm cumming!" you whimpered as you pushed your head into your mattress.

You cunt fluttered before completely tightening up, Seonghwa wincing as the tension felt way too fucking good. He pulled out and fingered you fast, making you squirt onto his pants and your duvet. Your cries died down as you completely released, the knot in your stomach completely unraveling. You collapsed onto your bed and sighed blissfully while knowing in the back of your head that Seonghwa wasn't done with you yet because he still had yet to cum as well.

"Damn, now I need to do my laundry," Seonghwa chuckled as he observed his stained pants. "Looks like I'm spending the night."

"Be honest with me— you did that intentionally, right?" you accused him with a playful tone as you turned to face him.

"And what if I did?"

"Hwa, you can just spend the night if you'd like. You don't need to come up with an excuse. Also, you have a lot of clothes here."

Seonghwa had slipped out of his pants and tossed them over the edge of the bed before kneeling between your now open legs. He tugged his wife-beater off and flung it behind him before hovering right above you, his beautiful face nearing yours slowly.

"Is that right, doll?" Seonghwa asked with his signature smile. "Alright, noted."

You smiled back and held the back of his neck to pull him down and kiss you. Seonghwa kissed you sensually as he positioned his cock and slipped it into your wet cunt. You were soaking, and it was easy for him to glide through you, but that didn't change the fact that you were still incredibly tight. So tight, in fact, that Seonghwa could barely hold it together.

It was when you moved your hips upwards into his slightly that caused him to break. He stopped kissing you to fuck you fast and hard, your hands moving to his arms and gripping tightly.

Seonghwa couldn't even get the words out. He groaned loudly as he came, his hot cum filling the rubber yet still warming you up inside. He continued moving in and out of you, his cock twitching as more ropes of cum continued collecting in the condom. With a final sigh, Seonghwa hovered above you again, his boba eyes starry with bliss.

"Seonghwa," you whispered as you brushed his stray locks from his sweaty forehead. "Tell me something."

"What is it, doll?"

"Was that enough for you, or can we..."

Seonghwa chuckled. He placed his thumb on your lower lip and tugged gently. You saw his eyes darken, and you felt his cock— which was still inside you— firm up.

"I can never get enough of you, doll."

YOU knew that Seonghwa sleeping over was a bad idea because he was going to make the two of you late for class. That morning, you woke up to Seonghwa's waist pressing into yours, his insatiability overpowering you.

"Come on, doll face," Seonghwa's morning voice rumbled in your ear as he hugged you from behind and rested his chin on your shoulder. "Just one time..."

"Hwa, we have class..." you sighed.

No was not an option at that point because Seonghwa's hands slipped under your shirt and tiptoed up to your breasts, his fingers immediately finding and tugging on your nipples. He pressed gentle kisses along the slope of your neck, his kisses slowly moving to your shoulder.

"Goddammit, fuck you, Park Seonghwa," you groaned when you felt him push his knee between your legs.

That's how the two of you ended up sprinting to campus. You both had class at the same time, but they were different classes, so no one could suspect the relationship between the two of you since you were running to opposite ends of campus.

After your morning class, though, the two of you met up at the cafeteria— you and your friends from the journalism department always ate lunch together, which meant you got to see Seonghwa again.

"Hey, how was your morning?" Seonghwa asked very nonchalantly as he sat down right next to you. 

"A bit of a headache, actually," you answered truthfully.

"Oh? Why is that?"

There was a sly smirk on Seonghwa's face— a smirk that you wanted to wipe off with a slap, but you held yourself back.

"I couldn't get out of bed."

"Why?"

"Because I wanted to sleep— Seonghwa, just shut the fuck up and eat your lunch," you said, your voice laced with exasperation as you pushed his face away from you so he would stop asking you “why?”.

You and your friends dug into your lunches, and the table was silent for a grand total of two seconds before one of your friends commented, "You guys are awfully close for people who are just friends..."

"What do you mean?" you asked.

"Are you sure there's nothing going on between the two of you?"

Neither you nor Seonghwa changed your expression— the two of you were masters at not getting flustered when people asked you invasive questions at that point.

"As if anything would happen between us," Seonghwa scoffed.

"But you two were clearly flirting—"

"Seonghwa just lives to annoy the shit out of me," you swiftly responded. "You shut up and eat your food, too."

A couple other friends snickered before the conversation steered back to something normal.

And although you and Seonghwa agreed that nothing serious would ever happen between you two, his response to your friend's question bothered you slightly.

His response continued to swirl around in the back of your head as you went through your remaining classes and got to the journalism department floor. You desperately tried to distract yourself by throwing yourself into your homework and work for the club, but it just kept fucking bothering you.

"As if anything would happen between us."

You hated that you were overthinking it. After giving up on trying to focus, you packed up your bag and stood up, only to realize the entire floor was completely deserted; you were so in your own head that you didn't realize how much time had passed. You sighed softly to yourself and began walking towards the exit, only to hear someone rapidly typing.

You walked in the direction of the sound to see Wonbin staring intently at his screen and tapping away. He had his headphones on as well as a pair of blue-light glasses as he practically shoved his face into his computer screen. He was so focused, and at first you found it cute, but when you saw the serious look on his face, your heart skipped a beat.

He looked familiar in a way, but you couldn't quite place it.

Shaking the thought from your head, you decided to quietly approach him. You leaned over his shoulder, and even then, Wonbin had yet to notice you. It was when you asked, "Whatcha workin' on?" did Wonbin respond to you.

"Oh my God, you scared me!" Wonbin exclaimed while nearly leaping out of his chair.

"Sorry," you couldn't help but laugh as you apologized to the startled guy. "So, what're you working on?"

Clearing his throat and moving slightly to the side so that you could get a better look at his screen, Wonbin moved the cursor to show many, many tabs. He explained that he was doing all of the research in the Goddamn world before writing an article for one of his journalism classes. Seeing him talk so passionately about what he was working on made a soft smile spread across your face, and your heart fluttered a bit before a new nagging feeling entered the back of your mind as you suddenly realized why he looked familiar to you.

He reminded you of a younger Seonghwa.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when you heard a growling noise— Wonbin's stomach was rumbling. His face went bright red as he covered his stomach and looked away from you.

"Wonbin, when was the last time you ate?" you asked him.

"Uh... I think this morning," he admitted. "I skipped lunch to work on the research."

"Alright, come with me. Let's go get some dinner."

Wonbin scrambled to clean up his station before scurrying after you. The two of you ended up going to the convenience store near campus and grabbing cup ramens. The two of you sat side by side as you ate your ramen in silence and stared out the window.

"I have a question for you," you stated somewhat suddenly, making the poor guy choke on his noodles. "Why did you choose journalism?"

"Honestly... I don't know. I kind of wanted to become a musician, but my parents made me reconsider because it wasn't realistic according to them," Wonbin responded— he was being pretty candid with you, making your heart swell up a tiny bit.

"What do you want to do after college, then?"

"No idea yet... I should figure that out, shouldn't I?"

Wonbin looked at his ramen and sighed softly. You definitely stressed the poor boy out. In attempt to make him feel better, you patted his head and said, "You still have, like, two years to figure it out. Don't stress too hard for now."

"O-Oh! Right! You're, erm, you're right..." Wonbin nearly yelped, his face turning bright red. "I have time..."

The innocent, puppy-dog look on his face made your cuteness aggression kick in for absolutely no reason. You ended up chuckling lightly and ruffling his hair, Wonbin's face only getting redder.

He's so cute.

After the two of you finished eating and making more small talk, you both exited the convenience store.

"Which way are you headed, Wonbin?" you asked.

"That way. You?"

"I'm the opposite direction," you couldn't help but laugh. "Get home safe, okay?"

"W-Wait, I can walk you home—"

"Don't be ridiculous. I live close to here, and you should get home soon, too. I'll see you tomorrow."

Wonbin pressed his lips together and nodded. Again, he looked so damn cute that you just couldn't help yourself. You ruffled his hair again and waved goodbye to him before heading back to your apartment.

So cute.

After that night, you couldn't help but give Wonbin more attention. Maybe it was the fact that he reminded you of Seonghwa that drew you to the younger guy, but regardless, you were definitely showing him a little more attention than the other underclassmen after that.

SEONGHWA was annoyed. You had suddenly grown distant from him, and he didn't know why. You were being pretty passive when he texted you, and honestly, it had been a week since the two of you had hooked up— the max it had ever been was 3, maybe 4, days. Which meant not only was Seonghwa annoyed, but he was also pent up.

His irritation only grew when he saw how close you were getting with the underclassmen, specifically Wonbin. Sure, it was your job as the vice president to make sure everyone could handle the work assigned and get everything in on time, but the president and vice president still had to check in with each other, right?

One day, he snapped. You were sitting next to Wonbin and laughing with him, and he didn't like that at all. Seonghwa wasn't one to get jealous, but you with this kid was driving him insane. He needed to say something to you.

"Any questions?" Seonghwa asked after wrapping up that week's club meeting.

Not a single person raised their hand. Seonghwa nodded before silently dismissing everyone. He kept an eye on you as he saw you quickly grab your bag and try to sneak out of the room. Before you made it to the doors, he grabbed your shoulder and said, "We need to talk, vice president."

He saw you gulp nervously before nodding and heading towards the center of the room. As soon as everyone had left, Seonghwa closed and locked the door.

"What the hell, Y/N? You've been avoiding me, haven't you?" Seonghwa cut the bullshit and got straight to it.

"N-No, I haven't—"

"Don't fucking lie to me. You just tried to sneak out of the room. What the hell is going on?"

You let out a deep breath and met his steely gaze as you responded, "Nothing. Everything's fine. I just have work to do."

"What, with that kid?"

Seonghwa saw your eyebrows furrow, and the frown on your face deepened. He definitely hit a sore spot.

"What?"

"Don't play dumb with me. You've been spending more time with that kid lately."

You slammed your bag onto the conference room table and stood a little more confidently, slightly startling Seonghwa. His gaze then hardened before he continued, "You need to stop being so nice to the kid—"

"Kid? He's got a name, Seonghwa, and he's not a kid. Don't make it sound weird," you interrupted.

"You're the one making it weird when you say it like that. Either way, don't be so nice to him."

"Why? Weren't you the one who wanted to give him that column in the first place?"

"Yes, but—"

"So, why shouldn't I help him? He's a freshman, Seonghwa, and he needs some help with this first article."

"Because you need to stop leading him on," the words flew out of Seonghwa's mouth before he could even reflect what he actually meant.

Your face got slightly red, and Seonghwa immediately realized what was going on: you weren't spending time with Wonbin to help him; you were spending time with Wonbin to be with him.

"You like him, don't you?" he asked quietly.

"So what if I do?" you cleared your throat and shot back.

"You shouldn't. It's unprofessional."

You scoffed (and Seonghwa also mentally reprimanded himself for saying something so foolish). "Are you really one to be preaching professionalism, Seonghwa?"

Seonghwa lowered his gaze. You weren't wrong.

"I can do whatever I want, Seonghwa. You're not my boyfriend."

"I—"

"And I'm not leading him on if I'm genuinely interested in him," you interrupted.

"Genuinely interested? Ha! Give me a break," Seonghwa laughed sardonically. "Besides, I may not be your boyfriend, but face it, doll face— You're mine. You've been mine since we met, and you'll continue to be mine."

"Excuse me? I'm not an object for you to fucking own, and the only way I'll ever actually be yours is if you decide to stop acting like this and actually ask me out, you prick."

Seonghwa was at a loss for words. He was getting really heated, and his jealousy was surging forward, because he didn't mean half of the things coming out of his huge fucking mouth; but, he couldn't stop himself. He was so pissed.

"Is that why you've been avoiding me, then? You're mad that I'm not asking you to be exclusive?"

"You are the one that said "as if anything would happen between us," and I want to stop wasting my time on someone who sees me as nothing more than his personal fuck toy."

"But, Y/N, you knew what you were getting into... We agreed that we wouldn't catch feelings for each other."

You were quiet for a little, then said softly, "Then why are you jealous?"

Seonghwa did not know how to respond to that. He sighed softly before pinching the bridge of his nose and closing his eyes tightly. He was trying to rationalize everything in his head, but he had too many thoughts and emotions flying around. After a moment of silence passed, Seonghwa opened his eyes and gazed at you, his heart beating slightly faster as he saw the sadness in your eyes. He took a small step forward and held his hands out for you to hold, and he was relieved when you did take his hand.

"I'm sorry," he started. "It's... It's complicated. I need some time to think about it... Maybe even talk it through."

"I think I do too," you admitted quietly. "We don't have to talk about it tonight, though."

"That's the thing, though... I— I want to," Seonghwa stuttered. He laced his fingers with yours and held them up before looking into your eyes earnestly and saying, "I really miss you."

"I miss you, too, Hwa."

Hearing you finally say his nickname instead of his full name made the man feel so much better. He could help but smile in relief. The smile on his face faltered when you took your hands back, but it returned when you hugged him. He hugged you as well and kissed your temple while comforting you by rubbing your back.

"Would you like to come over to my place tonight to talk things through? Please?" Seonghwa whispered.

"...I'd like that."

WONBIN was a little upset if he was being honest. He knew that you were helping him with the column since it was his first time working on something so big, so when you stopped helping him, he was disappointed.

The more time you spent with him, the bigger his crush on you grew. He honestly thought that maybe you might've shared the same feelings, but after he completed his first column, his number of interactions with you had died down. At least you were still talking to him even if it was not as frequently.

That being said, after spending so much time with you, Wonbin couldn't help but pay even more attention to you. He wasn't stalking you or anything, but any time you were within his general vicinity, his eyes were drawn towards you. You were even more beautiful, even more charming, even more charismatic to him. Dare he say it, if he wasn't careful, he would fall in love with you.

He noticed these things, but he also noticed that you were kind of sticking close to Seonghwa's side. He wondered if you were dating the guy because there was just something about the way the two of you interacted that made him question exactly how close you were with the president. Like, at some point, it didn't look like a vice president and a president talking, nor did it seem like two really good friends talking, but rather like two people who clearly had feelings for each other.

"Don't forget," Seonghwa announced at the end of that week's meeting. "We have the social tonight. Everyone better show up!"

Laughter and chatter rippled through the club, and soon after, everyone left the room. Wonbin took a little more time leaving the room and saw you approach Seonghwa with some files. You were standing awfully close to him, and Wonbin definitely noticed the way Seonghwa's facial features softened when you spoke to him. He feared that his suspicions were true when he saw the two of you laugh and chat happily, so he quickly left the room before he had to see more of it.

Unfortunately, he was going to see more of it that night at the social. He was dreading the social, actually. At first, he was excited because it was a chance to spend time with you, but after what happened earlier that day, he had very mixed feelings about it. Those feelings became significantly less mixed when he found himself surrounded by all of the girls in the journalism department.

"You're so cute, Wonbin," one girl commented as she touched his arm for more than three seconds. "Your girlfriend must be very happy to be with you."

Shit.

He forgot that he told people that he had a girlfriend. Yet, even though this girl next to him knew that he "had a girlfriend," she was still hitting on him. Seriously, what was wrong with this girl?

"Yeah, she is," Wonbin responded with a pleasant smile as he brushed the girl's hand off his arm.

"Are you happy to be with her, though?" another girl pressed herself right up against Wonbin's shoulder.

"Yeah, I am," Wonbin kept his pleasant smile plastered to his face while he moved away from the girl.

The girls continued to talk to him and harass him, and every girl tried to get him to drink, but there was no way in hell that he would drink anything these girls gave him out of fear for his own safety.

For once, Wonbin was actually super grateful to see Seonghwa walk in, because the second he did, all the girls turned their attention to him, allowing Wonbin to sneak away from the girls and sit elsewhere. He sat down near some male upperclassmen and let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank God..." he muttered to himself.

"Oh no! Pretty girls love me and won't leave me alone!" one of the upperclassmen said with heavy sarcasm. "You don't realize how lucky you are, you lucky bastard."

"You know most of those girls are psycho, though, right?" Wonbin explained. "Some of them followed me home the other day..."

"Okay, well, when you put it like that..."

The upperclassman, now feeling horrible for the poor freshman, poured Wonbin a shot then clinked his glass with Wonbin's before they both took their shots. Wonbin wasn't exactly a lightweight, but the second the shot went down, he realized that maybe that was enough for the night; and that realization only doubled down when felt his face get hot and his body sway.

The upperclassmen were all talking— and they weren't leaving Wonbin out— but Wonbin was only able to get out small statements and words here and there. He was definitely not drunk, and he was barely tipsy, but the only reason he was so out of it was because he couldn't help but stare at you. Seonghwa ended up sitting right next to you when he got to the restaurant, so Wonbin watched with slight envy as you laughed (cutely, in Wonbin's humble opinion) at something Seonghwa said.

"Hey," Wonbin suddenly interrupted the upperclassmen's conversation about God knows what. "I have a question."

"What is it?"

"Is there something going on between Y/N and Seonghwa?"

"Oh, I actually know the answer to this one!" one of the upperclassmen at the table spoke. "I asked them the other day, and they both got mad at me, so I know this for a fact."

"Jesus, you're just as wordy as your fucking articles," another upperclassman slapped the first guy's shoulder. "Spit it out."

"Well, Seonghwa said, "As if anything would happen between us," and then Y/N said that Seonghwa lives to annoy the shit out of her, so there's really nothing there."

"Huh..." Wonbin mused out loud.

"Plus, Seonghwa's graduating this year, and Y/N's going to be president when he leaves, so most of the time they spend together now is just him prepping her. The last president did the same thing with Seonghwa," the guy continued.

"Also," another added. "If the president and the vice president didn't spend time together, I'd be concerned for the future of the department."

"True..."

"Wait, kid, why are you asking?"

"Oh, I just thought they seemed really close," Wonbin did his damn best to make sure he didn't stutter.

Most of the upperclassmen at the table accepted his response and turned to talk to each other, but the one Wonbin shared a drink with side-eyed him. He leaned towards Wonbin and whispered, "You like Y/N, don't you?"

Wonbin blushed furiously. His face betrayed him, but he still responded, "No!"

"Don't worry, kid. All of us have had some sort of crush on her at some point. She's just that charming— but it's never going to happen, so keep dreaming."

With that and a pat on his shoulder, the upperclassman turned to his peers, leaving Wonbin with his own thoughts. He ended up taking another shot by himself and nursed a beer while he tuned into the conversation at the table.

The normalcy lasted a grand total of five minutes before the girls who were harassing Wonbin earlier joined his new table. The upperclassmen tried to talk to the girls, but they kept expressing interest in a very exasperated Wonbin to the point where he was feeling claustrophobic. With a stroke of brilliance, Wonbin got out of his situation by excusing himself to "go to the bathroom," but instead of going to the bathroom, he went outside for some air.

Wonbin sighed deeply as he stood by the side of the establishment, his body beginning to relax as he focused on the dark sky above.

"Geez, that was a deep sigh."

His body immediately tensed again as he flinched when he heard your voice. You stood alongside him and waved at him while saying, "Hi, Wonbin."

"O-Oh my gosh," Wonbin managed to choke out a response while holding his heart. "Uh, hi..."

You giggled at his reaction, sending Wonbin's heart on another sprint. He felt his face get red hot again when he realized how close you were standing to him.

"You look a little tipsy," you commented when you saw his face. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Wonbin said after clearing his throat. "I just needed to come out for air."

"Are you sure? Your face looks a little too flushed right now."

You gestured for him to get closer to you, which obviously, he did. You pressed your palm to his forehead, making Wonbin freak out internally even more. Even after all the hair ruffles, his heart still wasn't used to you making physical contact with him so casually. 

"You're so warm," you whispered.

"I d-don't have a fever..."

"I know you don't."

It was when you cupped his face and smiled softly at him did Wonbin realize that you were a little tipsy too, just like him. He truly froze when you brushed your thumbs along his cheekbones, his heart thudding wildly against his chest.

"You're so cute, Wonbin," you told him, making his already deep blush get way worse.

"T-Thank you... You're really pretty too—!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Wonbin covered his mouth, his eyes wide with shock. He was so surprised that he was being bold and honest with you because he really wasn't one to be like that sober. He was even more surprised when you giggled at his reaction.

"You're adorable, Wonbin."

Wonbin truly had no idea how his heart didn't just burst out of his chest when you kissed his cheek. Granted, it was the tiniest of pecks, but it was a freaking kiss from you for crying out loud. When the two of you made eye contact, something stirred within him. He had half a mind to surge forward and actually kiss you, but he didn't need to because you pulled his face towards you and kissed him first.

His arms went around your waist, and you held his shoulders as you kissed him over and over again, all the unspoken feelings between the two of you silently coming forward.

The interest was mutual... Thank God.

YOU held Wonbin's hand as you entered your apartment, your fingers laced with his. Neither of you had uttered a word about what just happened, but there was a silent understanding at least, and that's all you really needed for now.

When you got to the living room, you let go of his hand and sat down on the couch, Wonbin sitting right next to you. You felt your heart racing so fast that it was ready to take off for the moon when you saw the way he was looking at you.

"I, um... Can—" Wonbin cleared his throat and swallowed nervously. "Can I kiss you?"

Moments ago, he was kissing you as if the world would end if he stopped, and now he was sitting on your couch asking for permission? God, he was so fucking cute. You nodded and scooted the tiniest bit closer to him. Wonbin let out a tiny sigh of relief, a brief smile crossing his face as he cupped your face gently.

This time, the kiss was more sensual and passionate. It was only one, sweet kiss at first, followed by several more, the intensity of the kisses steadily raising as your emotions surged to the surface. There was a hint of urgency and intense desire emanating from him as he leaned into you, pushing you down so that you were laying on the couch.

Wonbin straddled you and sat upright to remove his shirt, his toned body glistening with a light layer of sweat. You were a little in awe as you observed the way he ran his fingers through his hair, his muscles getting more defined as he leaned back. You were staring so intently, in fact, that Wonbin subtly tried to cover his body.

"Is there something wrong?" he asked.

"You're gorgeous, Wonbin."

The compliment made his face turn bright red. It seemed like he was getting shyer by the second, but you changed your opinion when he assumed a more dominant position. He trapped you on the couch and hovered above you, the twinkle in his eye slowly getting replaced by lust.

"I could say the same to you," he whispered.

He kissed you passionately, his hair tickling your cheeks the more he moved into you. His hand snuck under your shirt, and he trailed his fingernails up your torso until he held your ribs gently. You arched your back and pushed yourself towards him as you got slightly impatient; yet, his slow pace was turning you on even more.

Wonbin sat up again and helped you out of your shirt, and to save a little time, you unhooked and removed your own bra. Wonbin slightly gasped when got to see your bare body. He bit his lower lip and lowered himself again, his lips meeting yours, his chest slightly rubbing against yours. You let out a soft moan when you felt his warm hands on your breasts. He massaged them as he moved his lips to your cheek. He trailed tender kisses along your cheek, down your neck, along your collarbone, and to your breast.

While he sucked and massaged your breasts, you couldn't help but think about how skilled he was— this definitely wasn't his first time, which made you a little more excited if you were being completely honest.

A soft moan left your lungs when you felt him press his knee in between your legs. He looked up at you with mild surprise. You maintained eye contact as you let out soft breaths in unison.

"I, um," you whispered. "I don't think I can wait any longer, Wonbin... I need you."

A dusty rose blush spread from his cheeks to his ears. He merely nodded and got off the couch. You sat up and were about to get off as well, only for Wonbin to outstretch his arms. Next thing you knew, he was carrying you to your bedroom, his hands supporting your legs and back while you hugged him.

Wonbin laid you down on the bed, and the second he did, he unbuttoned your jeans and slipped them along with your underwear off your waist. He pushed your legs up, his hands under your thighs, giving him a better view of your quivering pussy. You heard him sigh quietly but happily before leaving the smallest of kisses on your clit. He then ran his tongue up and down your folds slowly, his tongue teasing you every so often by pushing into your entrance. You bit your lower lip to keep from moaning and ran your fingers through Wonbin's hair as he spent more time between your legs.

"Oh, mmm, yes," you moaned blissfully. "Right there— Ngh— Yes..."

Your toes curled when Wonbin's nose brushed against your clit. You were slightly disappointed when he moved away from your cunt, but that disappointment quickly disappeared when he pushed two of his slender fingers into you. He fingered you at a slow, steady pace while moving closer to you. He planted his hand right above your shoulder and lowered himself so that your faces were mere centimeters apart.

"You're very sweet, Y/N," he whispered, sending tingles down your spine. "Would you like a taste?"

The words were sweet, but the context was so dirty that you felt your face heat up. You nodded, and Wonbin pressed his lips against yours briefly before lifting his head to see your reaction. Seconds later, he kissed you again, and he kept his lips locked with yours as he moved and curled his fingers inside you.

Just as you felt the tension building inside you, Wonbin added a third finger. He fingered you a little faster, making you whine and moan into his mouth.

"You like that, baby?"

Baby. Oh, fuck.

You gasped and pushed your head backwards into the mattress, your eyes fluttering as pleasure ran through you quickly like electricity. You bit your lower lip to keep from moaning loudly as you came, your cunt relaxing completely after you squirted all over Wonbin's hand and your bed.

You blinked tears and stars from your eyes when Wonbin moved away from you. It was when you saw him lick his fingers did you manage to clear the fog in your vision, your heart thudding wildly upon the sight of him tasting you like that.

"I told you— You taste so sweet," Wonbin chuckled, making your face get even hotter.

You made empty noises— you truly did not know how to respond to him because you were so shocked; what the hell happened to the shy, cute Wonbin you knew, and who was this Wonbin before you (not that you were complaining).

Wonbin started patting his pockets down, and you assumed he was in search of a condom. You reached for the handle on your nightstand and opened the drawer, Wonbin immediately spotting the condoms. He grabbed one, and before he tore it open, he paused and stared at it.

"Is something wrong?" you asked him.

"Huh? No," Wonbin shook his head. "It's nothing."

You knew that it definitely wasn't nothing, but you didn't even ponder the idea for long. Wonbin slipped out of his pants and revealed his hard on. His cock was so slender and pretty just like him, and honestly, your mouth started salivating upon seeing it.

How nice would it be if you could suck him off?

Wonbin wasted no time getting on the bed after rolling the condom on and pinning you down again. He moved so that he was between your legs, his cock brushing against your clit with a fleeting touch, making your body tingle. You bit your lower lip when he intentionally rubbed the tip of his cock along your folds, and you stifled your moan when you felt him enter you slowly. Wonbin, who was holding his breath as he pushed his cock into you, let out a tiny grunt when he was entirely inside you.

"You're so tight," Wonbin said with a slight laugh. "Fuck, you just feel so good, baby..."

Before you could even think about responding, Wonbin kissed you again. He moved his hands to your waist, and his fingers pressed into your skin as he rolled his hips into yours slowly, sensually. You heard his breathing hitch in between kisses every time his waist met yours. You could feel his cock throb inside you, and you could tell he was really trying his best to not cum.

You decided to tease him. You combed your fingers through his hair and rested your hands on the back of his neck, your fingers tickling the nape of his neck. You wrapped your legs around his waist, and you pushed your body upwards as you kissed him so strongly that even you saw stars.

Wonbin couldn't take it any longer. He sat up and tightened his grip on your waist, his hips hitting yours fast and hard. His breathing got shallower, and his soft groans got higher in pitch as he neared his climax. On his final thrust, he pulled your hips up slightly, the change in angle hitting your G-spot and making you cum immediately. You whimpered and bit your lower lip as white filled your vision, your hands clenching the bed sheets beneath you. Wonbin groaned softly, his cock twitching and quivering as his cum spurt into the condom.

You sighed and relaxed your body after Wonbin pulled out. He got off the bed and threw out the condom before disappearing from your room, confusing the shit out of you. He returned moments later for water for both you and him, and your heart skipped a beat. He handed you the glass and sat on the bed next to you. He rested his hand on the mattress and looked away from you as he drank his water. His attention quickly snapped to you, however, when you placed your hand on top of his.

"You know, when you called me baby," you told him. "I was really surprised."

"Oh— Do you not like that nickname?" Wonbin turned to face you completely, looking slightly guilty.

"No, I really liked it, actually..."

Wonbin's head snapped up, and a smile blossomed on his face. Your heart skipped yet another beat when he set his water aside to tuck stray hairs behind your ear, his thumb lingering on your ear.

"Alright, baby," he said with a playful tone. "I'll keep that in mind for next time."

"Next time?" you questioned. "You mean next round."

Grinning, Wonbin took your water from you and set it aside. He laid you down and brushed his nose along your jawline before pressing his lips against yours softly, sweetly, tenderly.

YOU seriously wondered why the journalism department would hold a social on a weeknight. The next morning after you both woke up, Wonbin hurriedly left your place so he could go home and freshen up before heading for his first class— luckily his class was in the afternoon. You, on the other hand, scrambled to get your shit together in time for your morning class.

Truth be told, you couldn't stop thinking about Wonbin all day. You loved how tender and sweet he was with you. Sex with Seonghwa was fun for sure, but you definitely did want a more emotional connection with the person you were sleeping with.

You and Seonghwa agreed that you'd talk about your relationship, and after you did, technically nothing fucking changed. You were still friends, and you still fucked, it was just now he was a little more considerate of your feelings. You didn't feel like a sex toy anymore, but that obviously wasn't enough, though.

A smile lingered on your face as you went to the journalism department later that day to finish up some work done for the club. It was the end of the day, and there wasn't a soul on the floor— not a single soul except for Seonghwa, that is, and you fully ran into him the second you turned the corner.

Seonghwa didn't even give you the time to apologize for running into him. He immediately grabbed your arm and pulled you into the records room. Pinning you against the door, he stared right into your eyes, his gaze so sharp that it made you nervous as hell.

"You slept with Wonbin, didn't you?"

Your blood ran cold— you shouldn't have felt guilty, but it was the tone of Seonghwa's voice that made you feel bad.

"I don't know what you mean—"

Seonghwa cut you off by grabbing your face with one hand, his fingers pressing into your cheeks as he pulled your face towards his.

"Spare me the runaround and just tell me the truth," he bit out. "You and I were supposed to meet after the social, but you and Wonbin disappeared. You slept with him, right?"

"...What if I did?"

"What the fuck, Y/N?!"

Seonghwa let go of you and walked away from you while running shaky fingers through his hair. He looked so frustrated, and you, again, felt guilty for no reason.

"I don't see what your fucking problem is, Seonghwa! We're still nothing but friends with benefits, so you really shouldn't care," you couldn't help but snap at him.

He whipped his head towards you, and you could see the exasperation on his face.

"Well, I do fucking care!"

"Because you want ownership over me, or because you like me?"

Seonghwa pressed his lips together. He couldn't find an answer. You scoffed and crossed your arms over your chest.

"Face it, Seonghwa. You don't want to share me with anyone, but you don't get to make that choice because I'm not committed to you. Got it?"

On that note, you tried to leave, but Seonghwa was faster. He slammed the door shut with one hand, pinning you against the door yet again. His eyes searched yours as the two of you remained silent for a beat.

"Didn't we talk things through? Did that night mean nothing to you, then?" Seonghwa asked with slight accusation laced in his words.

"Talked things through?" you repeated, dumbfounded. "We're still just friends because you haven't made things official between us!"

"I thought we still didn't want to tell people about us, so I didn't say anything!"

"Telling people about us versus you actually telling me to my face that you want me to be your girlfriend, that you want us to be exclusive, are two separate things, Seonghwa!"

"I thought you knew that we were!"

"How could we be exclusive if neither of us said it out loud?!"

The two of you were trembling angrily at that point. Seonghwa still had you pinned against the door, and it seemed like he refused to budge. Silence filled the space between you, and you were the one to break it.

"Why are you doing this, Seonghwa?" you whispered. "What do you want?"

"I... I don't know," Seonghwa choked out. "Can we even be exclusive at this point?"

"What do you mean?"

"You have feelings for him, don't you? I mean, you wouldn't have fucked him if you didn't..."

"I can have feelings for more than one person, you know," you responded softly.

You held Seonghwa's gaze, your heart rate picking up speed the longer you stared at him. His eyes searched yours, his mouth slightly open as he searched for some words, any words.

"Then again," you decided to provoke him. "You're the one who told me not to catch feelings for you, so maybe I should—"

Seonghwa snapped. He held your throat, his fingers pressing with just the right amount of tension, and he kissed you roughly. He pushed you further into the door if at all possible, his other hand moving to your ass. Lust coursed through your body as you let yourself get swept away by him. You held his arms and kissed him back while gasping every so often.

Letting go of your throat, Seonghwa wrapped both arms around your waist and quickly moved you to one of the tables in the records room. He bent you over the table, your chest pressing into the wood. You yelped in surprise when Seonghwa quickly pulled your bottoms and panties down, leaving your ass and legs exposed. He chuckled and spread your folds, your cunt glistening with slick.

"Look at how wet you are for me," Seonghwa teased you as he pushed his thumbs slightly into your entrance. "I'm telling you, doll, you were made for me."

Seonghwa licked a stripe up your cunt, making you whimper. Suddenly, you covered your mouth as you realized there were probably cameras in the fucking room.

"S-Seonghwa, the cameras!" you hissed nervously.

"There are no cameras in the records room," Seonghwa said matter-of-factly. "You should know that by now. Looks like I need to teach you more lessons, huh?"

You gulped nervously— lessons didn't just mean education when it came to Seonghwa. You tried to push yourself up when you heard him rifling through his pockets in search of a condom, but he immediately pushed you back down, his hand pressing right between your shoulder blades.

"Don't even fucking try, doll face," Seonghwa stated, his voice getting lower. "You're not going anywhere yet."

Seonghwa found the condom and held onto it by biting the corner of the packet. He grabbed both of your arms before holding both your wrists in one hand and behind your back— there was no way you were getting up now.

As Seonghwa pulled his cock out and rolled the condom on, you spotted a pair of eerily familiar headphones on the shelf. You didn't have time to place it, though, because Seonghwa quite literally fucked the thought out of your brain when he swiftly entered you.

"Your pussy is swallowing my cock perfectly, doll," Seonghwa said as he bit back a grunt. Then, chuckling slightly, he continued "You're so tight... Fuck, you feel amazing..."

Your wrists were still firmly in Seonghwa's grasp, and he tugged your arms back slightly, forcing you to arch your back. He was moving at a relatively slow pace, but every time he snapped his hips into yours, your hips hit the table with an insane amount of force, making you cry with slight pain.

Just as you were about to tell Seonghwa that he was hurting you, you heard the door to the records room open. You and Seonghwa were in a blind spot from the entrance, so you had time to quickly separate, but Seonghwa refused to let you go. He covered your mouth with his free hand and shushed you.

The footsteps approached the two of you, and you were about to burst into tears because you were fucking mortified by the situation you were in. You didn't cry when the person turned the corner, but you did feel all the color drain from your face.

"I'm guessing you're here to grab your headphones, Wonbin?" Seonghwa greeted the boy so nonchalantly, acting as if his cock wasn't buried deep inside you.

"I— Oh— Um— Jesus, I—" Wonbin stuttered; he had no idea how to respond to the situation, and you didn't blame him because you had no fucking clue either.

"You look so surprised, Wonbin," Seonghwa laughed. "Is it because we're fucking in the records room, or because I'm the one fucking her?"

You desperately wanted to tell Seonghwa to shut the fuck up, but his hand was firmly planted on your face.

"I'm... I, uh," Wonbin chewed on his lower lip nervously. "I'll pretend I didn't see anything— I just want my headphones..."

"Aw, don't be like that. You should join us. It shouldn't be that weird since you've already slept with her once, right?"

You really wanted to pass away in that moment. You watched the tips of Wonbin's ears turn crimson red. Seonghwa finally uncovered your mouth and pulled out, but he kept you pinned down to the table as he gestured for Wonbin to approach.

"Seonghwa, what the fuck—"

"What?" Seonghwa interrupted you. "You said you can have feelings for more than one person, right? So why can't you be fucked by more than one person? Besides, I want to see for myself why you're so attracted to him."

You let out empty noises in response because how the fuck were you supposed to respond to something like that?

"What do you think, Wonbin? Wanna join in?"

The boy nodded slowly, surprising the shit out of you. You were about to tell him that he doesn't— that he shouldn't— when you saw the tent forming in his pants; and, as all men do, Wonbin was definitely thinking with his dick, and his dick wanted in.

"Great. Hop on the table for me, will ya?"

Wonbin hopped up on the table and tentatively pulled his cock out as Seonghwa instructed. Your mouth involuntarily watered— his cock was just so pretty, especially when it was hard and twitching.

Seonghwa didn't even need to tell you what to do; you did it yourself. You held the base of his cock, Wonbin flinching upon feeling your touch. You looked up at Wonbin, silently asking for approval, and waited for him to nod meekly before taking him into your mouth.

The second your lips went down his cock, Wonbin let out a soft moan. You looked up at him to see his eyes widen, his face getting redder by the development of the situation. To keep himself from moaning out loud again, Wonbin bit his knuckle and sighed deeply, only for his breathing to hitch when you started sucking him properly.

Upon seeing your head bob up and down, Seonghwa rubbed the tip of his cock along your folds and pushed himself back into you, making you moan and gag on Wonbin's cock. Wonbin's entire body jolted when he heard the noise from you. He let out a soft groan when you took all of him into your mouth, making him bite down on his knuckle harder.

You could hear Wonbin's breathing get heavier and whatever moans or groans that slipped past his finger get higher. You looked up to see his eyelids fluttering as he neared his orgasm. It was you hollowing out your cheeks that did it for him. With his free hand, he held your head in place before squeezing his eyes shut and cumming in your mouth.

"Be a good girl and swallow it," Seonghwa leaned over you and whispered in your ear. "We don't want to leave a mess here, now do we?"

And so, you swallowed Wonbin's cum. He covered his face in embarrassment, so you hit him with, "Now we're even."

He opened his mouth, presumably to ask what you were talking about, only for the realization to hit— he licked his fingers last night. Yep, you were even.

After hopping off the table, Seonghwa tossed a condom packet to Wonbin. He didn't have to say a single word for the younger man to know what to do. He ripped open the packet and put it on while Seonghwa moved you so that you were standing upright, his cock still inside you.

You were sandwiched between the beautiful men when Wonbin approached you. He lifted your leg and held your thigh to give him better access to your already full cunt while you held onto his shoulders. Before you could express any thoughts, he kissed you. Even though he distracted you, you still felt his cock push into you, and your hold on his shoulders got stronger. Both men stopped moving, allowing you to get somewhat comfortable with both cocks stuffed inside you and filling you up. Yet, the second they started moving, your cunt clenched, both of them flinching with the added pressure.

"Oh my God," Wonbin breathed out.

"Shit, I almost came," Seonghwa murmured.

They moved slowly, and to keep you relaxed before you snapped their dicks off, Wonbin kissed you. He rubbed your ear slowly, making every little movement so much more sensual. Whenever he bucked his hips up, he grunted slightly into the kiss.

Seonghwa decided to push his hands up your shirt as he fucked you from behind, and they went under your bra before massaging your breasts. You exhaled blissfully when his fingers toyed with your nipples, the overstimulation starting to get to you.

"Hey, don't just focus on him," Seonghwa said as he pressed a kiss on the back of your neck.

You broke off your chain of kisses with Wonbin and turned your head towards Seonghwa. You moved your hand to Seonghwa's head, your fingers getting tangled in his locks as you kissed him while you moved your other hand from Wonbin's shoulder to his neck.

When Wonbin's grip on your thigh got tighter, you knew that he was close again, so you turned back towards him and kissed him again, his gyrations getting faster.

"I'm— Fuck— I'm gonna cum," Wonbin uttered.

Before you got the chance to say anything, Seonghwa turned your head towards him and kissed you, his tongue slipping into your mouth as his own thrusts got rougher. He didn't need to say anything, either— you knew he was close, too.

Both men snapped their waists into you, driving their cocks as far as they could into you, the two of them groaning and muttering profanities as their cocks throbbed inside you. They both remained motionless for a beat before Seonghwa pulled out first, Wonbin shortly thereafter. You whined slightly; now that you were no longer stuffed, you felt empty, and you needed them back inside you. Plus, they had yet to make you cum.

You for sure thought they were going to replace their condoms or at least eat you out, so you were completely dumbfounded when you saw them straightening out their clothes and fixing their hair.

"What the hell do you two think you're doing?" you irritatedly asked.

"...Getting dressed?" they both answered at the same time, making them both look at each other with slight surprise.

"We're not done here! What about me?"

Both men froze and blinked at you for a split moment before Wonbin approached you from one side and Seonghwa stood right in front of you.

"You're right, we do have unfinished business," Seonghwa murmured in agreement. "What do you think we should do, Wonbin?"

"Let's go back to her place and pick up where we left off," Wonbin suggested before pressing a kiss against your temple. "After all, there's a whole box of condoms left in that drawer.

Oh shit— What the hell have you done?

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𝓒𝓪𝓽𝓬𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓑𝓾𝓷𝓷𝔂

Synopsis: You’ve spent your entire life in a hybrid research facility undergoing countless hours of research tests. On the day of your 21st birthday, the most important test is about to be performed. If research assistants Lee Heeseung and Park Wonbin have anything to do with it, this was one test that wasn’t going to happen.

Pairings: LeeHeeseung X Female!BunnyHybrid!Reader X ParkWonbin

Warnings: DARK CONTENT. NONCON/DUBCON. YANDERE. MURDER. (No main characters) descriptions of murder, angst, cursing, blood, primal chase

Word Count: 9k+

Author Note: Happy Birthday to me!! As a birthday present to myself I wanted to combine my two favorite men! I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.

YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR OWN MEDIA CONSUMPTION. MIND THE WARNINGS.

NSFW WARNINGS UNDER THE CUT.

NSFW WARNINGS: unprotected sex, virginity loss, slapping, spanking, choking, fingering, dacryphilia, oral (male rec.), snowballing, breeding, size kink, forced submission, multiple forced orgasms, degradation, hair pulling, squirting, biting, spit, knife play, blood play

Sunlight bled into the white sterile room, it illuminated just how bare and cold the small room was. Your eyes slowly blinked open adjusting to the sun as you burrowed your cheek further into the pink fuzzy blanket your nest was lined with. The only color in the room was your nest, full of different shades of baby pink blankets and pillows. A long tired sigh escaped your lips as you could hear high heel clad footsteps on the linoleum approaching your room followed by the sound of the doorknob of your room being unlocked.

“Morning, my dear,” Mrs. Kim smiles in her overly cheerful usual tone as she enters your room turning on the harsh fluorescent overhead lights adding to the already overly bright room, only stinging your eyes more. You groaned and covered the entirety of your face with the soft pink blanket. 

You have known Mrs. Kim for as long as you can remember, the earliest memories you have circled around this facility. Mrs. Kim, who was the director of the ‘Hybrid Center for Research’ told you that you had been brought here when you were a baby to be studied, there were six bunny hybrids in the center. You weren’t sure what the center's research was for, the days were repetitive and filled with random tests that were never disclosed to you. Stuffing different medications down your throat and into your veins. 

“Come on now, dear, get dressed and come down for breakfast. It's your birthday after all and the chef made you something special.” The older woman smiles as she lays your usual uniformed attire out for you. Mrs. Kim didn’t usually wake up the hybrids, but you were special, you were the first female bunny hybrid at the facility, you had always received a little bit more special treatment from the personnel than the others.

You burrowed further into your nest and shook your head, “I’m sleepy.” She sighed loudly and pulled the fuzzy blanket away from your face, “dear, today is special, don’t keep everyone waiting, it’s rude.” You peered an eye open and looked at her slightly displeased face as she crossed her arms over her chest and waited for you to get out of your nest. You sigh again and sit up rubbing the sleep out of your eyes as she starts to soothe the gray fur of your floppy bunny ears that rested against your disheveled morning hair. 

“Happy birthday, dear, today is going to be a special one, I’ll make sure of it.” She smiles warmly fixing your messy hair. “Why is today so special?” She stops soothing your hair and cups your cheek, “don’t worry about that. Just enjoy your birthday, sweet girl. You only have one test today, another shot but that’s the only test for the day.”

You scrunch your nose and it twitched in annoyance, you had received a shot everyday for the past four days. Your fear of needles making your stomach immediately churn with anxiety at the thought of having to do something so unpleasant on your birthday. She notices your mood change and gently rubs the base of your gray flopped bunny ears causing your eyes to immediately close. Your teeth chatter and your vocal chords hum with a content purr at the affectionate touch. 

“Don’t worry, dear. It will be quick and you won’t have to worry about anything else for the rest of the day. You’ll even get a special birthday treat after dinner tonight for doing this.”

You sigh and open your eyes and look at Mrs. Kim fully and give her a soft defeated smile. “Okay,” She nods in contemptment and points to the folded clothes at the foot of your nest. “Get dressed and come down to the cafeteria for your breakfast.” 

“Yes ma’am,” you respond, throwing the fuzzy blanket off of your body and stretching your arms over your head to stretch your limbs out of their sleep state. It takes a few minutes for your brain to reach full consciousness, you crawl out of the comfort of your nest to start your basic morning routine to get ready for the day. 

The everyday attire was dull, but all the hybrids had to match according to Mrs. Kim. White sweatpants with a matching white sweater, the pants having a convenient small opening in the back for the fluffy gray cotton ball tail at the base of your spine to comfortably be shown. Slipping on the plain white uniform sneakers you make your way out of your room. 

The hybrid center was separated by prey and predator hybrids, careful to not have any accidents or fights caused, so walking freely around the facility in designated areas was not an issue. All of the staff members you passed gave you warm smiles and sweet birthday wishes as you made your way to the cafeteria. Opening the swinging door you’re met with your best friends sitting at your usual table waiting for you. 

“Happy birthday!” Shotaro smiles brightly at you when you approach them, he wraps his arms around your waist lifting you off the ground and twirling you in a circle peppering kisses on your cheeks. Shotaro was another bunny hybrid, you two spending most of your days together, you were inseparable. He places you back on the floor and you giggle watching his tan and white rabbit ears twitch in excitement. 

“Come sit,” Jungwon smiles, pulling your chair out for you. Jungwon was a calico cat hybrid. Usually cats were kept with the predators but his soft nature and smaller frame made him a target for other predator hybrids to torment him. He was welcomed warmly within the prey animals and amongst your friends. As is Jake, the golden retriever hybrid that was too hyper and too soft for the predators. He too was welcomed warmly amongst you all, he was the newest addition to the group.

Sitting down you squeak excitedly at the food tray waiting for you. Three chocolate chip pancakes sat perfectly in the middle, a small bowl of cut strawberries to the right and a donut with pink icing and sprinkles was on a plate to the right, your favorite breakfast. A dollop of whipped cream sat atop the pancakes and you couldn't resist dipping your finger in the sticky sweet substance and immediately tasting it. 

“I don’t know how you can have so many sweets for breakfast,” Jake teased, taking a bite of his apple. “I like them,” you smile, cutting into the perfectly circular pancakes. “Leave her alone, it's her birthday and she can do whatever she wants.” Jungwon says throwing a blueberry at Jake. The retriever opens his mouth and catches the fruit with ease sending the group into a fit of laughter. “They’re going to separate us again if you guys can’t behave.” Shotaro warns with a teasing smile. The guards usually had no patience for how rowdy Jake and Jungwon can get together, always separating them to avoid chaos. 

“Fine, we’ll behave,” Jungwon says rolling his eyes, “don’t wanna be separated from the birthday girl today.” The boys continue to playfully push each other and finish their breakfast. Shotaro wipes the smear of whipped cream that stayed on your bottom lip with his thumb, “today is going to be an amazing day,” he smiles so wide his nose twitches a little, “I can feel it.”

“Come, dear. You only have one test today since it’s your birthday, remember? Let’s go get it over with.” Mrs. Kim smiles, extending her hand to you. You frown a little and start placing the empty breakfast plates on the tray to be taken away. You stand up from the table and take her hand and let her start to lead you out of the cafeteria. “See you in a bit guys,” you wave to your best friends. “Be good!” They call out watching you walk away. 

“Dr.Choi is in an important meeting so his assistants will be the one to administer the shot to you, dear. Is that okay?” Mrs. Kim asks as she helps you get situated on the exam table. 

You can’t help the excited grin that takes over your face, Dr. Choi’s assistants Wonbin and Heeseung were always the nicest to you out of all the workers. Always giving you praises and affectionate touches that had heat blooming across your face and your nerves in a scramble whenever they were around. “I don’t mind at all,” you say a little too excitedly. She rolls her eyes playfully at your too excited tone. “Be good, don’t give them any trouble.”

There's a soft knock at the door, “come in gentlemen.” Your eyes drop to the floor nervously as you hear them enter the room and chat with Mrs. Kim. You nervously pick at the skin around your fingernails waiting for them to approach you. “Okay, I’m going to go check on a few things and I’ll be back for her in ten minutes. Be good, dear.”

You hear the door shut behind her and look up nervously as Wonbin and Heeseung approach you with their dazzling smiles that has your heart racing. Heeseung reaches you first, he puts on a fresh pair of latex gloves and starts prepping the shot, “happy birthday bunny, I’m sorry we have to do this today, I know how much you hate shots pretty girl.” The nicknames making your tail and ears twitch in an embarrassing matter, you groan in embarrassment. Heeseung chuckles, “cute,” he murmurs, sticking the syringe into the vile of medicine extracting it. 

Wonbin rolls up the sleeve of your sweater exposing your arm to him. “Happy birthday, bun.” He whispers as he swipes a cold alcohol wipe on your arm to clean the area. “Thanks,” you mumble, avoiding his gaze realizing how close he was to you. His large hand holding your arm in place was warm and made goosebumps arise on your skin. You swallow the lump in your throat and try to distract yourself from the nerves these two men cause you, Heeseung gets closer to you and offers you a sympathetic smile. 

“What is this for?” You pout as Heeseung uncaps the syringe and taps the side of it to rid it of any air bubbles. You’d usually never ask Dr. Choi because he doesn't tell you, but you figured you would try your luck and see if Heeseung would tell you. “I’m not sure, bunny, Dr. Choi just said to administer it to you.” He frowns apologetically. You nod sadly and look toward Wonbin as Heeseung prepares to give you the shot. They know you don’t like needles so Wonbin does his best to distract you while Heeseung gives you the unknown medication. 

“Bun, I hear the chef is making your favorite strawberry cake for your birthday,” He says, tapping your chin so you can look up at him. You smile shyly as you look at the handsome man in front of you. His messy dark locks fall in front of his dark eyes as he stares at you with a playful smirk on his full lips. “Is he?” You asked, blinking at him, feeling Heeseung grab your arm to steady it for the shot. Wonbin’s eyes hold your nervous ones as he rubs his thumb on the apples of your cheek in a soothing motion. “Yes, you deserve all of your favorite things, bun.”

You feel the pinprick of the needle going into your arm and immediately close your eyes in discomfort letting the tears slowly build up. “Hey, don’t cry, bun. It’s your birthday, pretty girl.” Wonbin soothes running the backs of his fingers against your gray bunny ears to try and distract you. The feeling of his hands against your sensitive flopped ears had your stomach doing backflips and your breath hitching. You blink the unshed tears away and look at him as he stares at you with a concerned expression, “you’re being such a good girl, bun.”

Heesung removed the needle and immediately capped it, tossing it on the medical tray with the other discarded supplies. He grabbed a pink bandaid from the tray that he specially picked out for you, and placed it on your arm. “You did such a good job, bunny. I’m so proud of you pretty girl.” He removes the latex gloves from his hands and scratches the crown of your head, “you were such a good girl for us.” He kisses the tips of his fingers and paces them on the band aid in a cute attempt to kiss the wound without crossing too much of an unprofessional line. 

There’s a knock at the door that has both men pulling away from you and putting distance between all three of you, “come in.” Heeseung calls out, turning his attention back to the medical tray of discarded items. The heavy door creaks open and Mrs. Kim walks in looking at both boys then smiling at you. “All done?” Wonbin nods at her and helps you off of the table, “she did great, she took it like a champ.” He smiles.

“Of course she did,” Mrs. Kim smiles, extending her hand to you, “come, dear, let’s get you back to your friends.” Mrs. Kim smiles. You take her hand and look over your shoulder at the boys, they smile softly at you and give you a small wave as she leads you out of the exam room. They watch the older woman lead you out of the room and exchange a hard glance at one another. Dr. Choi comes back into the room and starts to rummage through your files with a pen in his mouth and a concentrated look on his face. 

“So what was the medication for?” Heeseung asks as he begins to put away the medical supplies in their correct cupboards. Dr. Choi looks up at him briefly before dropping his attention back to your file. “We’ve had her on suppressants for so long, so we gave her a little boost to trigger her heat. We want to start breeding her with Shotaro immediately.” Dr. Choi explains as he flips through another page in your file. 

“Breeding…?” Heeseung murmurs, laying his palms flat on the counter as he slowly processes what he’s heard. The feeling of anger and betrayal courses through his veins and his hands start to ball into fists against the counter top as he keeps his head hung low. 

“Yes, twenty one is the perfect age to start. We’re going to give her a larger nest tonight after dinner for her to be more comfortable in, her heat should start in a few hours.”

“Does Shotaro know?” Wonbin asks, clenching his jaw and narrowing his eyes. “No, we want this to happen somewhat organically. We’ve placed one of his sweaters in her nest to help trigger her natural instincts, once she starts to show the symptoms of her heat, he’ll be able to smell her. We’re putting him in the room next to hers so their instincts can take over and he can breed her.”

Wonbin’s hand clutches the pen he’s holding in a vice grip and the plastic snaps straight in half at the new information. Why hadn't they been informed about this? Dr. Choi always told them everything, but this was never shared with them, why? Dr. Choi looks at Wonbin and the broken pen and furrows his brow, “what happened?”

“Nothing, Dr. Choi. I think the pen was faulty,” Heeseung interjects, handing Wonbin paper towels to clean the spilled ink from the broken pen. Dr. Choi doesn't think much of it and starts scribbling notes down into the files. “Once he’s successfully bred her we’re going to be doing around the clock care on her and the litter, you boys can expect lots of more hours.” He smiled, closing the file. “Go home, get some rest. Tomorrow starts our next experiments.” 

They watch Dr. Choi leave the room, once the door shuts with a click Wonbin kicks the metal medical tray sending it flying across the room and into the wall. “Why the fuck didn’t he tell us?!” He’s running his hands through his messy raven hair as he paces the exam room. “You need to calm down, you can’t act this way, they'll remove us from her care team.” Heeseung glared at the younger man as he pushed past him to pick up the tray and supplies from the floor. 

“I don’t want her here anymore, Heeseung. This is getting out of hand, they’re not going to breed my girl.” Heeseung looked at Wonbin and sighed, Wonbin always acted more irrationally. Heeseung cared for you as much as Wonbin did but he had to keep a level head, Wonbin was a loose cannon and he couldn’t risk any mistakes when it came to you. “Relax, that stupid little rabbit won’t be breeding our bunny.”

“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Y/N, happy birthday to you!” 

You smiled at your friends as they sang to you, you closed your eyes for a few seconds and took a deep breath to blow the candles out on your strawberry chocolate cake. They clapped for you as Jungwon threw his arms around you in a warm embrace, his orange and black speckled calico ears twitching in excitement when you hugged him back. 

Shotaro hands you a piece of cake and takes notice of how warm your hand is compared to his colder one. “It’s freezing in here, why are you so warm?” You touch your face and feel the heat radiating off of your skin, “I’m not sure. Maybe I’m just excited for my cake is all,” you shrug it off. You didn’t feel any different, you didn’t have any symptoms of illness coming on, maybe the shot Heeseung and Wonbin gave you had some weird side effects? 

Shotaro tilted his head to the side and pursed his lips, “something is different about you.”

You look at him confused as you take a bite of your cake, “what do you mean?”

“I don’t know…” he pauses for a second and studies your face, “just…something is different.” He’s looking at you in a way he never had before, you notice his rabbit ears are moving with his thoughts as if he’s trying to piece together a puzzle. 

Before you can respond to Shotaro you notice Mrs. Kim whispers something to one of the guards before she smiles at the two of you. “Finish up your cake, dear. It’s getting late and we have a present for you after this.” 

“We have prepared a special birthday present for you, you’re twenty one now, so your testing from here on out will be a little more…different.” She pauses for a moment and gives you a small unreadable smile. “But, we thought we’d give you something to help comfort you.” She smiled warmly, stopping in front of a closed door. She pushes the door open and steps aside to let you walk in first, hesitantly you walk in and gasp at the beautiful sight before you.

The room is much larger than your assigned bedroom, large bay windows lined the back wall covered with thin white floor length curtains. There were four bookshelves filled with lots of hardback covers as well as board games lining the bottom shelves. 

It was the most beautiful nest you had ever seen, everything about it felt warm and safe. You wondered why it was so large though, there were still lots of empty space in the room that could be filled with other pieces of furniture but were seemingly left empty. The bed was king sized and had at least ten different types of textured blankets folded neatly at the end of the bed so you could pick the ones you liked the most. 

“This is amazing..I don’t know what to say..” Your voice was trembling and you felt happy tears building behind your eyes, she hugged you tightly. “Dear, you deserve it, you’re so important to all of us.” She takes notice of how warm you are under your touch and she tries to hide the excitement in her voice, “why don’t you get some rest, dear. You feel a little warm and you might have had too much excitement for one day, you should sleep.” 

You nod as she ruffles your hair and leaves you to your new nest. You make your way to the closet and pull out the usual designated white cotton nightgown dress you always wear and begin your night routine. Once slipping the fabric over your head you feel an overwhelming sensation of nesting wash over you. You immediately crawl into the bed and start lining the bed with the fluffy blankets and pillows to make a comforting nest to soothe the urges of seeking comfort in your body.  

Once it's to your liking you wrap yourself in multiple blankets burrowing into the soft textures seeking its warmth and comfort to wrap around you. You hum in approval when you find it, letting the exhaustion of the day run over you. You hadn’t realized how tired you were, it felt as if your body was heavy and even keeping your eyes open was becoming difficult. Warmth spreading through your veins and radiating down to your fingertips and toes. All you could do was close your eyes and let the warmth and darkness consume you whole and lull you to much needed rest. 

Loud bangs of thunder clapped throughout the room, accompanied by the bright flashes of lightning, but that wasn’t what woke you up the uncomfortable cramping and stabbing feelings in your abdomen were. You clutch your stomach and groan at the intense feelings, sweat was drenching your body and you felt sticky, hot, and insatiable. You didn’t even realize you were clenching and rubbing your thighs together for friction. 

A sudden smell invades your senses and you shoot up from your nest in search of it, scrambling around the bed throwing pillows and blankets on the floor until you find a white sweatshirt folded neatly behind one of the pillows. You bring the fabric to your face and inhale the scent which sends your body and mind into a frenzy. The smell of nutmeg and warm vanilla bleed down your throat and into your belly causing an uncomfortable wetness to pool in your underwear. You gasped feeling large globs of arousal pour out of you so much so that it was practically dripping down your thighs. 

Shotaro’s body is awake and he’s standing up before his mind is even fully conscious. His head is thrown back and his lips part inhaling a deep scent of sweet cherries and milk chocolate, the smell making his mouth water and his cock painfully harden in his sweats. His feet are moving before he can form any coherent thoughts, standing in front of your closed door he doesn’t waste a second as he throws your door open to find you in your nest and all coherent thoughts are no longer present only thoughts of fucking you and breeding you. 

Shotaro is groaning at the sight, your face is buried in his sweatshirt while your hand is under your nightgown, he can’t see what you’re doing but the obscene whimpers and mewls pouring out of your mouth are a good indicator. He takes three long strides and he’s kneeling on your bed immediately grabbing your face and slipping his tongue in between your parted lips to taste you. You immediately melt into his touch and use your free hand to grab at any part of him desperate for more of his scent on you. Everything in your body is screaming for him, mate mate mate mate. 

He grabs the hand that’s between your thighs and breaks the kiss to bring your wet fingertips to his mouth to taste you. He groans as soon as your arousal hits his tongue and his eyes darken even more, “Shotaro, please touch me…it hurts..” you whine pathetically as tears stream down your face from the pain in your abdomen. 

“Where does it hurt, baby, here?” He coos against your mouth cupping your mound and shuddering at the heat radiating from you and the drenched feeling of your panties. He slips the wet fabric to the side and runs his fingers through your slippery folds, you arch into his touch desperate for me. “You want me to fuck you, baby?” He mumbles against your throat as he leaves kisses on your sweaty skin. “Please, fuck me..it hurts so bad..” You cry as you buck into his hand wanting something inside of you to fill you. 

“HEY!” Before you can process the new voice in the room, Shotaro’s body is ripped off of you as you desperately reach out for his body. “Come on, bunny. We gotta get you out of here.” Heeseung is wrapping one of your fluffy blankets around you but you shove him away trying to reach out for Shotaro. Wonbin has Shotaro by the throat and you try and reach out for him, “let him go! Someone help!” You start screaming but Heeseung is quick to grab you and clasp a large hand over your mouth, silencing you. 

Seeing Heeseung holding you with his hand over your mouth sends Shotaro into a rage fit, immediately bashing his head against Wonbin’s nose, making him release his grasp on him and clutching his bleeding nose in his hand. “Fuck!” Heeseung keeps his grip on you, “let her go! Let my girl go!” The need to protect you was fueling his rage, but Wonbin’s jealousy rage was worse. Before Shotaro could get close to you he pulled him back by the shoulder. 

Heeseung knew what was about to happen and tried to pull you toward the door to spare you the pain of what you were about to see, but Wonbin was quicker. It all happened so quickly, you locked eyes with Shotaro watching Wonbin grab his head and neck, Heeseung managed to turn your body around, keeping your head into his chest. Once your face was fully turned away you heard the sound of a sickening crunch sound followed by a thud hitting the floor. 

Everything told you not to look, your body started to shake from fear and the scent of nutmeg and vanilla was no longer filling the room. “Come on bunny, we need to go.” Heeseung tried to soothe you by rubbing your arms but you felt anything but safe in his embrace. He tried to lead you out of your room but you took the opportunity to turn your head and see the body of Shotaro on the floor with his neck twisted in an inhuman position, Wonbin standing over him looking down on his lifeless body with a sick satisfied smile on his usual comforting face.

Before you could scream again, Heeseung’s hand was back on your mouth and he was dragging you out of the room. All the memories of Shotaro replay in your head like a film, his laugh, smile, the days you spent together dreaming of life beyond this facility. Tears poured out of you knowing he was your mate, your best friend, and he was ripped away from you…in front of you so brutally, by the two men you thought you could trust. 

Heeseung drags you to an emergency exit door that was cracked open by a brick on the floor to keep it from shutting. It’s still pouring rain when he drags you outside and leads you to a parked black van, you couldn’t let them take you. You’d end up just like Shotaro surely, you make a last ditch effort to escape and elbow Heeseung as hard as you can, causing his grip to loosen on you, the rain making it easy to slip from his grasp on you. You don’t hesitate to start running and not look back at them to see their reactions. You choose a random direction and run toward the forest that you could always see from the facility windows. You hoped that the trees and darkness could help hide you from them.

Wonbin shoves Heeseung, “what the fuck dude?!” Heeseung shoves him back, “it’s pouring out here, I lost my grip!” He opens the van and grabs a flashlight and pocket knife from the toolbox he kept handy. “She won’t get far. Plus, I love a good chase.” He smirks, turning the flashlight on and pointing it in the direction you ran in. “Let’s go catch our bunny.”

You didn’t know where you were running to, you just knew you had to get far away from them. The muddy ground makes you slip a few times causing your hands and knees to get scraped repeatedly on the sticks and rocks beneath you. The only light you have is from the lightning that lights up the forest for a few seconds at a time. A sharp pain in your abdomen causes your knees to buckle from underneath you and you fall to the ground clutching your stomach. 

Your body temperature was rising from your heat and the pain was starting to become unbearable, aching for a need of release. You try to stand up but another jab of pain sends you back on the floor with a cry, this was the worst time and the worst place to have your first ever heat, and your mate was dead. Everything around you is starting to spin and you can barely stand, you’re stuck in the middle of a forest with no way out, and no energy to even stand. 

“Come on bun, don’t be scared, we’d never hurt you.” Wonbin’s voice calls out behind you. Panic gives you enough strength to crawl off of the trail you were running on and hide behind a large tree, your nails dig into the bark as you pull yourself up off the ground to watch for them and see what direction they go. The tree helps keep your body in an upright position as your knees shake under your weight.  

“We know how much pain you’re in, pretty girl, come on out so we can take care of you. You must be a very scared bunny.” Heeseung’s voice was laced with a condescending tone. 

“She liked when Shotaro told her stories, Heeseung, maybe we should lull her out with one.” Wonbin chuckled darkly as their voices approached closer to where you were hiding. 

“You’re right, Wonbin!” They weren’t wrong, Shotaro was brought to the facility as a preteen, he always told you stories of life beyond the facility since you knew nothing of the outside world. Filling your mind with wonder at stories of the outside world and what it consisted of, happily answering all of your curious questions with a smile. 

“There once was a woman who lived with her daughter in a beautiful cabbage garden. And along came a rabbit who ate up all the cabbages.” Wonbin spoke in a sing-song voice, you could hear his voice getting closer to the tree you were hiding behind, you prayed the thunder was loud enough to cover your labored breathing and small whimpers of pain. 

“To get rid of the rabbit the woman tells her daughter to shoo it away,” Wonbin continues as the two men continue walking closer to your hiding spot, a flash of lightning illuminated the forest and you were able to see just how close they were to you, only a few feet away which sent a shiver down your spine at the thought of them finding you. 

“Bunny oh buuunnny, where are youuu?” Heeseung’s usually comforting voice taunted, you could practically hear the sick smile he had on his face. 

“Shoo shoo said the maiden don't eat up all our cabbages, little rabbit!” Wonbin continued, he paused for a second when lighting highlighted something odd on the floor. He pointed to Heeseung to use the flashlight in your direction. He nodded his head to the tree you were behind, the wet foot and hand prints in the muddy ground from your crawling gave you away unknowingly. 

“Come maiden said the rabbit…” Wonbin whispered as the boys approached the tree quietly to not startle you. Both men went on opposite sides of the tree making sure you had no opening to run away from them. 

“Sit on my tail and go with me to my…rabbit hutch!” Wonbin yelled the last two words, jumping from behind the tree and startling you. A loud clap of thunder rang out at the exact same moment and you screamed, stumbling back almost losing your footing, Heeseung grabbed your waist from behind fully trapping you in his strong embrace. 

“Naughty bunny, hiding from us when all we wanted to do was take care of you.” Heeseung tsked against your human ear, his hot breath sending a signal straight to your core and making you groan in uncomfortable pain and sink into his arms as the pain from your heat betrays you and has you aching for more of Heeseung.

“Aw, poor bun, your heat must be unbearable right now,” Wonbin fake cooed, pressing a hand to your forehead and feeling how high your temperature was rising. “We need to break your heat bun, you’ll get sick if we don’t.”

You try to wriggle out of Heeseung’s grasp, kicking your feet and throwing your head back to hit his chest. “Bunny, if you don’t cut this shit out I’m going to make you regret it.” Heeseung warned, squeezing his arms around you tighter causing you to yelp out in pain. 

“LET ME GO!”

Wonbin doesn’t hesitate to grab your throat in his large hand and squeeze cutting off your air supply abruptly. “Stop being a bad bun, we’re just trying to help you.” He watches you struggle for a few seconds before letting your neck go, you cough out and suck in as much air as your lungs allow.  

Heeseung tries to drag you back to the trail, but your legs are too wobbly and he has to hold your weight up. “You can’t even walk, bunny, so naughty running away from us.” Heeseung scolds, “your heat is really destroying you right now. Looks like we need to break it right now, right here, before you really get sick.” 

“Please let me go….” You pant as overwhelming heat consumes your body, it feels like it’s suffocating you and you’re finding it hard to keep your mind clear of the burning heat that’s between your thighs. “You’re all dirty bun, I’m so disappointed in you running away like that. I thought you were a good girl, but if you want to act like a wild animal, I’ll treat you like one.” Wonbin spits as he pulls a pocket knife out of Heeseung’s pocket.

“Bad bunny, you don’t even deserve to be clothed.” Heeseung breathes into your ear as he lightly nips at your earlobe making you groan out, you feel yourself clench around nothing as more of your slick pours out of you. Wonbin grabs a fistful of the muddy and rain soaked nightgown that clings to your body uncomfortably and starts slashing lines into the fabric so he can easily tear the shredded clothing off of your body and leaving you standing bare in front of them. The tip of the knife accidentally cuts you and draws a little blood, to their surprise you moan out at the sensation, and your knees almost completely give out again.

Curiosity peaks Wonbin as he drags the blade down your naked chest lightly before pressing the tip into the skin of your stomach just enough to break the skin without causing any major damage. Heeseung kept a firm grip on you so you wouldn’t wiggle around too much as you cried out from the sensation of the cut being made, you hated how much you liked it. The pain was being overshadowed by your heat and your body was aching for more. Wonbin smirks watching the blood start to seep from the cut he’s made, he also takes notice of the way your thighs are desperately rubbing together.

You throw your head back on Heeseung and they take notice of the lustful glaze that has coated over your eyes. “Please…please touch me..” You begged, you were crying and trembling against him desperate for any release. “If you want me to touch you bunny, you’re going to have to apologize for being such a bad girl.” Heeseung smirks, grabbing your face and squeezing your cheeks together, “can you apologize like a good girl?” You can only whimper in response, he notices the way your thighs desperately rub together even more forcefully aching to relieve some of the ache. “Get on your knees, bunny.” You don’t even hesitate to drop onto the wet muddy ground and start fiddling with his belt, instincts taking over knowing what you had to do to get him to touch you. 

Wonbin leans against a tree and watches you clumsily yank Heeseung’s jeans and boxers down, “such a desperate little bun,” he smirks. Desperation is flooding your veins and all you can coherently think about is Heeseung touching you, once his cock is finally free he sees the apprehension on your face as you take his thick, long, hard cock in your hand and hold it. How was this thing supposed to fit in your mouth, let alone inside of you?

He cups your cheek and runs his thumb along your bottom lip sending your brain back into the haze of your heat, “make me feel good, or I won’t make you feel good bunny.” Another pained whine escapes your mouth as you begin to kitten lick the salty beads of his precum off of the mushroom tip. The taste of him filling your senses sending your brain further into a haze where all you could think about was him. 

Hollowing your cheeks out you take his cock further into your mouth as you look up at him with wide eyes loving the heavy feel of him on your tongue. He tangles his fingers in your hair as he pushes your head further down his cock making you choke and gag around him, the vibrations of the noises adding more pleasure for him. He looks down on you and bites his lip at your red wet eyes as you struggle to accommodate him down your throat. “You look so pathetic right now, bunny. I bet you’re dripping right now, dirty slut.” You whine around him wrapping your hand around the part of his cock you can’t fit in your mouth as you start to jerk him off as you bob your head around his length desperate to taste his release. 

“Fuck…” he groans gripping your hair tighter, he rocks his hips against your face meeting you every time your nose bumps against your hand that’s wrapped around him. He’ll never get over the feeling of your hot mouth wrapped around him so perfectly. He yanks you off his cock, “stick your tongue out and don’t you dare fucking swallow, bunny.” He grunts as he keeps your head back with one hand and the other jerking his cock off, you stick your tongue out and let the spurts of his cum land on it. He hisses out a string of curses as he milks his cock to make sure he gets every drop out and onto your awaiting tongue. 

You look up at him with your tongue out showing him the thick white cream on your tongue letting some of it dribble down your chin. He groans at the sight, bending down and grabbing your face, capturing your mouth into a messy kiss, sucking his cum off of your tongue and licking it off of your chin. You whimper against his mouth, “please touch me…” you beg in a broken voice. “It hurts…”

“You sound so cute when you beg,” Wonbin chuckles, “prep her.” Heeseung crouches down to your kneeling body and wraps a hand around your throat lightly, your eyes are completely glazed over with a fucked out expression, completely lost to your heat. He pushes you down on the ground by your neck and hovers over you using his other hand to slide your sodden underwear down your legs. The rain doesn’t mask how disgustingly wet you are, his fingers immediately find your neglected clit and starts rubbing circles to gauge your reaction.

Your back arches off the wet ground finally finding some relief from the pain. You moan loudly as your hips rock against his hand chasing his movements. He only laughs at your desperation. He takes a nipple between his teeth and feels more of your slick gush out of your hole. Using the opportunity to slip one of his thick fingers into your entrance making you moan out incoherent babbles. Your walls are so tight around his fingers he can barely move them. 

“You’re so impossibly tight, bunny. I need to open you up.” Heeseung sucks on the skin on your breast. Your hips chase his hand desperate to feel more of him inside of you. He adds another finger inside of you and your head drops back with a thud onto the hard ground. His fingers are fucking into fast, you can hear how wet you are by the squelching sounds, it’s so loud you can hear it through the thunder. 

He drops his head to the cut Wonbin made on your stomach and lightly traces the bloodied line with the tip of his tongue making your eyes cross and your back arch completely off of the ground. He keeps two fingers inside of you and uses the pad of his thumb on your clit rubbing hard and fast circles making you scream out in pleasure. Your loud moans are bouncing off the trees as he finger fucks you hitting your spot with each punch of his hand. 

“I can feel you clenching bunny, you’re close, cum for me..” He mumbles against your wet skin letting his perfect teeth graze against your skin. He presses his thumb harder against your clit and you gasp feeling your orgasm wash over you, it had your toes curling into the ground and your hands clawing into the dirt. Your slick soaks his forearm as he continues to fuck you through your orgasm loving the way you shake underneath him and cry out his name. 

“Doesn’t that feel so much better, bunny?” He coos removing his fingers from you. “All you had to do was ask and we would have given it to you.” He presses his lips to your trembling ones and gives you a soft peck. “Do you need another one?” You nod without thinking and whimper, reaching for him. He moves away from your grasp and nods for Wonbin to come over.

Wonbin lifts you off of the ground and wraps your legs around his waist as he walks to the tree you were hiding behind and presses your back against it. You could feel the bulge in his pants against your bare cunt and you start grinding yourself against him absentmindedly, he hums watching you desperately hump him. Your heat is insatiable, only wanting and thinking about chasing your release. “Such a needy little slut.” 

You whimper as you dig your nails into his shoulders as you grind your clit against the seam on his zipper creating a delicious friction that has you rocking against him faster and harder. He smirks watching how pathetic you look trying so hard to get yourself off as he just stands there letting you use him. Your body was aching for that euphoric feeling and you were going to do anything to achieve it again. Your orgasm washes over you quickly, soaking the front of his pants with a warm gush as you whine and bury your face in his neck as your thighs shake around his waist. 

The third orgasm of the night has your brain feeling less fuzzy, you pull your face away from Wonbin and look at him as the reality of the night hits you full force. Remembering what he did to Shotaro and what he’s about to do to you. He can see the fear fill your eyes and the tears falling on your cheeks as the lustful gaze you had starts to diminish but he just smiles, you looked so pretty when you were scared, his perfect little play thing. 

He reaches between you both and starts to yank his pants down to release his painfully hard cock from its restraints. “Wait! Wonbin! I’ve never done this! Please-” He shushes you by running the tip of his cock through your folds making sure to apply pressure at your clit. Your instincts start to cloud your mind again, flooding your thoughts with that hazy feeling of wanting to be bred. He teases his tip around your leaking hole and watches your watery eyes start to lull back into a lustful gaze. 

He starts to press into you, feeling your walls start to constrict around him. Even though you’ve been leaking so much slick it doesn’t make the stretch easier. You’re clenching so hard at the intrusion it’s almost enough to push Wonbin out but he’s not going anywhere. The uncomfortable stretch slowly brings you back to reality again as you try to kick your legs off his waist and remove him from your hole. “Get off of me! No!” 

He rolls his eyes and grips your hips tighter, “fuck it,” he mumbles. With a strong grip on you, he forces himself inside of you in one push, your head hits the tree behind you as your mouth drops open in a silent scream at the feeling of being forced open around his cock. He has fully sheathed himself inside of you, his eyes catch the sight of the bulge under your belly button and his last inkling of self control is gone. 

He pulls himself out of you and you breathe a small sigh of relief but the wind is quickly knocked out of your lungs as he forces himself back in with a hard thrust. Forcing himself inside your tight cunt, he fucks into you roughly, his pelvis snapping roughly against your skin making you cry out with each stinging thrust. “No-stop…no” you manage to choke out between your broken sobs. This wasn’t how this was supposed to go..he wasn’t the one you were supposed to be with. 

“You keep saying no but your little pussy is sucking me in so well, bun.” Wonbin grunts as he continues to pound into your cunt. He’s fucking into you so hard your back is sliding up and down the tree he has you pinned on, the bark digging into your delicate skin painfully. The painful stretch of his cock is starting to subside as the pleasure starts to take over and cloud your mind once again. 

Animalistic urges take over your sense of judgment as your hips jerk upwards to meet his hard thrusts. “See, all you needed was my cock, bun. That stupid rabbit couldn’t have fucked you like this.” He breathed, you could feel another orgasm coming, your ears were ringing so loud and your chest was aching painfully at the breath you were holding in preparing for it to wash over you. He can feel you tightening around him and he clicks his jaw, “don’t you dare fucking cum. Not until I say so.”

But it’s too late, you whine loudly and your lower half convulses around him as your slick shoots out of you spraying his entire abdomen with enough force it almost pushes his cock out of you. He glared down at you and scoffs, he pulls out of you and lets you drop to the floor harshly. He grabs a fistful of your hair and jerks your head up and slaps you across the face so hard your head would have jerked to the side if he wasn’t holding you in place. “Stupid slut, you really don’t know how to listen. Bad bun,” he scolds you and slaps you again, “is this really turning you on?” He notices more of your arousal dripping down your thighs. You’re embarrassed by your body’s reaction to his taunting, all you can do is cry from shame.

“Insatiable slut,” he pulls your body back up by your hair and grabs your waist hoisting you back up, you instinctively wrap your legs back around his waist desperate for more of him. “Don’t cum until I say so.” He demands lining himself back up at your leaking entrance. He doesn’t let you respond before he’s fully entering you again picking up the same pace he left off at. He brings you down on his cock every time he thrusts upward into you, the loud sounds of your skin slapping together ring in your ears. 

A flash of lightning highlights his features, his dark hair is clinging to his face from the rain, his face is in a concentrated glare as he fucks you without mercy. But his eyes, his eyes are almost black, he stares at you like the predator animals do when you’ve passed by them, wanting to rip into you, letting primal instincts take over. He was terrifying to look at. 

The tip of his cock hits that spot inside of you and your eyes roll back into your head letting the fear subside for a moment. “Open your mouth.” He growls fucking into you harder, you’d be sure to have bruises on your pelvis from how hard he was rutting into you. You open your mouth waiting for his next move. He clicks his teeth and gathers saliva in his mouth before letting it drop onto your awaiting tongue. You swallow it with a pathetic whine, “dirty bun.” 

He’s close, he can feel his balls heavy and aching for a release. He wraps an arm around your waist to keep you steady and free his other arm, he brings his free hand between your bodies and grabs your clit between his fingers and pinches the sensitive flesh. You cry out and bite into his neck at the new sensation, he hisses and pinches you harder feeling your cunt grip him impossibly tight. “Cum for me, bun, cum for me and I’ll breed you.”

The statement makes you whimper into the skin between your teeth as your release hits you full force again. You can taste the metallicity of his blood on your tongue as you cry and shake around him spraying him again with your slick. He releases your clit and digs his fingers into the flesh of your ass as he messily chases his high. He lets out a deep groan from his chest and his hips sputter against yours and you release his skin from your teeth and gasp at the feeling you’ve been desperate for all night. Thick spurts of his cum fill you, the warmth coating your walls and deep in your womb. 

You cling to him desperately so none of it can escape you, the warmth and heavy feeling of his cum filling and stuffing you to the brim finally breaking the hazy fever of your heat. He pulls your face away from his neck and licks the blood that has stained your lips. You're panting heavily against him as you feel him softening inside of you. He peppers soft kisses around your face as your thoughts start to become coherent again. 

“What are you going to do to me…are you going to kill me too..” you whisper feeling your heart drop to your stomach. Was this all they wanted? What’s going to happen when they’ve had their fill? Were you going to end up like Shotaro? 

“Kill you? Why would we kill our bunny?” Heeseung asks, almost offended at the ridiculous question. You look at them both confused, why would they have taken you then? 

“Bunny hybrid heats are intense, you know..they last for days.” Heeseung smirks, tapping his fingers against your bare shoulder, “stop thinking so much right bunny, your heat isn’t even close to being over yet.”

He’s right. Wonbin slowly pulls himself out of you and you can feel his cum dribble down your thighs and you immediately start whimpering as the feeling of fullness starts to subside. Your wet skin starts to feel warm again. “Told you,” Heeseung laughs watching as he watches you start to panic, feeling your instincts taking over again. 

Wonbin lets your legs drop to the floor and you crumble to the dirty ground feeling the pain in your abdomen build up again. “Don’t worry bunny, I’ll help you through this one.” Heeseung says, swiping his tongue over his bottom lip. 

“No!” You yell out, you start to crawl away from them desperate to get away from these psychopaths. “Aw, bunny. Don’t make this so difficult, I’m just trying to help you. Don’t make me force you.” You ignore his words and continue to crawl away and slip into the mud crying from the intense stabbing pains in your abdomen, your skin feeling like it’s on fire. 

“Fine, we’ll do it your way.” He huffs, grabbing your ankle and yanking you toward him. “No!” You scream trying to kick him away and grab onto anything on the ground to keep you in place. But he’s much stronger and bigger than you. He has you yanked in front of him with no issue. “Please let me go..” You sob. He’s tired of playing this game with you. Heeseung has you on your hands on knees in the wet dirt, he rubs his hands down your spine and pinches the base of your tail making you mewl and fall into the mud and shake, “oh is that a sensitive spot bunny?” 

You cry out and your body acts on its instincts as it wiggles your bottom in the air waiting for him to fill and stuff you. You feel him behind you, his hard cock prods at your waiting entrance, “want me to breed you?” You whine and nod pressing your ass against his cock desperate for him to put it in your pussy. “Beg for it.” He demands holding you hips in place. “Please Heeseung! Please breed me!” You practically scream as you shake and kick your feet in pathetic desperation. 

He pushes the top half of your body into the dirt and keeps your bottom half arched perfectly for him as he slides into you, his thick cock filling you perfectly and immediately hitting that spongy spot inside of you. The mud under you was making it difficult to try and steady yourself on your hands and knees but his grip on your hips was firm making sure you weren’t slipping and sliding too much everywhere. He was pounding into you so hard you couldn’t even catch your breath, his heavy balls slapped your swollen clit with every thrust only adding to the large amounts of pleasure he was giving you. 

You bounce your bottom back on him meeting his thrusts wanting to feel every inch and every vein of his large cock inside of you. “Fuck, I love the way your ass bounces back on me,” he grunts bringing his large hand down and smacking your ass so hard your sure it’s going to leave a mark, it jerks your body forward slightly. His hands massage over the handprint mark as he spreads your cheeks to get a better view of his cock sliding into your messy pussy. “Tell me you want me to fill you up, bunny. Tell me you’re mine..” he grunts, he can feel his release coming. “Please, please fill me Heeseung! Please!” you’re fully sobbing now desperate to be bred and aching to be filled with his cum.  

“I’m yours!” You scream feeling another wave of pleasure getting ready to crash over you. He moans and digs his fingers into your flesh roughly as he fucks into you at a quick pace to chase his orgasm. The feeling of you clenching around him and sucking him into your hot wet cunt was tipping him over the edge. You shriek loudly as the front of your body falls into the mud, your legs are shaking uncontrollably as your slick squirts out of your again creating a messy puddle on the ground. 

A guttural grunt rips through his chest as he fucks you through the orgasm, he hovers over your body pressing his chest to your back holding himself up with one arm to not put his full weight on you. He grabs your leg and lifts it slightly to give him a new angle to fuck into you deeper, you’re pant heavily, “please breed me, please please please..” He’s thrusting into you fast and slovenly for a few more seconds before he chokes out a small moan and his hips still against yours. 

You whine and let your body sink further into the muddy ground feeling the hot ropes of his cum paint your insides. Your pussy is sucking him dry and pulling his seed deeper inside of you, you whimper feeling your fever start to break again, the feeling of Heeseung’s cum deep inside of you causing a contempt feeling. He kisses your bare back as he lets you catch your breath and enjoy the small break from the uncomfortable symptoms of your heat. He pulls out of you gently and stands up putting his cock back into his pants. 

“We need to get you home, bun, we only have a little bit of time before your heat comes back and we gotta get you cleaned up.” Wonbin speaks softly as he lifts you off of the ground, he cradles you close to his chest and wipes the caked mud off of your face as Heeseung covers your naked body with his jacket. “Home?” You choke out looking at him with fear trembling in your voice, he smiles down at you and kisses your wet hair. “Yeah, bun, home.” Heeseung kisses the tip of your nose and rests his forehead against yours, “we got you the cutest little cage, bunny.” 

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𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫: 𝐑𝐢𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

★ ot7 x fem!reader

★ The Riize members who would respond the best at being called 'Daddy' (Shotaro, Eunseok, Sungchan, Wonbin)

★ warnings: nsfw, +18, dom/sub dynamics, Daddy Kink, Praise Kink, Phone sex

─── ⋆⋅ Shotaro

Your voice is stern and remarkably unimpressed when you call your boyfriend's name from the kitchen. Only a couple seconds later, and Shotaro is lazily strolling in... large hands buried in his pockets with that distinct smile stretching the corners of his full lips. His eyes swell with mischief as he leans against the fragile counter.

"Yes, my love?" He sings in a tone of voice that Shotaro weaponizes against you time and time again. When his voice was as airy as it is right now, drenched in literal honey, it proved significantly difficult not to give into his advances.

Right now, however, you're perfectly unaffected by his smile. Instead, you cross your arms over your chest, giving him a death glare as you lean against the counter adjacent to him.

Shotaro's smile is immovable.

"God, you're so sexy when you're frustrated." He pushes himself over the counter, slyly prowling his way to you. "Makes me wanna-"

You push lightly at his chest. Turning instead, to just your head at the pickle jar sitting idly on the counter beside you both. "Open it."

Your voice is stern and monotonous with all traces of jest gone. "I don't have time for your nonsense, Shotaro."

"Ooh!" He exclaims, "My government name? You must really be mad," he snickers before bending down to splay slow wet kisses along your cheek.

"Shotaro." You push at him again, but his hands immediately fly to your hips.

"I'll open it," he whispers, voice heavy, "Just ask nicely," therein lay the proverbial catch. Shotaro could never just be nice for the sake of it. There was always a catch.

"Just..." he places his index finger under your chin, dragging your face up until your eyes were piercing into his. "Just ask me nicely."

Your breathing grows increasingly labored because your boyfriend is unfortunately incredibly attractive and incredibly persuasive. You watch the longing in his eyes grow with immense skepticism.

"I'll just ask Sungchan-"

He cackles loudly, "Do that and you won't get to cum for a month." He's smiling with his head tilted but one thing you learned was that Shotaro rarely ever made idle threats.

"Now c'mon," he says, bending down to you, "Just ask."

You're slipping unceremoniously into your subspace because he's cradling your face now. His shoulders are hunched over you protectively and you close your eyes as you force those words out.

"Please open the jar for me-" You begin, but his grip on your face is unrelenting as he sings, "Aaaahh-"

"Please open the jar for me," Your shoulders slump and exhale in defeat, "Daddy."

"See! How easy that was?" He praises you with a big peck on lips before swerving to pick up the jar of pickles. The big dopey grin he sports makes your embarrassment worthwhile, and Shotaro watches as you munch on your pickles.

"I like it when you ask for my help!"

─── ⋆⋅ Eunseok

It happens during dinner, more specifically, a group dinner to which you were so graciously invited along with the other partners of the other members. Excitement flowed like an electrical current in the air and everyone seemed pleasantly tipsy, whether by alcohol or just the overly infectious and good vibe. Naturally, your inhibitions are on an all time low, as you lazily leaned into your boyfriend while a flurry of waiters brought forth the second course.

Eunseok had been comfortable extending his voice over the chatter in the room while still allowing you to keep a steady grip around his bicep. His hand lazily sitting atop your lap, rubbing dizzying circles on your exposed thigh.

You're not sure how long this had been going on, Eunseok's fingers gradually hiking your pleated skirt up higher and higher while he remained chatting with his friends.

You couldn't contain yourself once his hand finally slipped inside, up under your skirt...

Instead of stopping him, instead of pushing him away by the hardened contours of his bicep, you let it happen. Releasing a small, little exhale as you opened your legs ever so slightly.

Despite still in animated conversation with Shotaro, you could hear the smirk peppered in his voice as his fingers eased their way against your cunt.

The mewl that escaped your throat was downright ungodly, but it succeeded in lightly coaxing Eunseok away from his previous conversation.

His eyes are heavy with seamless intoxication as he looks down at you with a breathless, close lipped smile. It's as if him previously ignoring you, had been It's own thing, along with rubbing your soaking cunt under the table.

Eunseok's eyes are glimmering when he bends down to whisper,

"You good?"

You most certainly did not have the current brain capacity to tell him you were absolutely not good because you've taken to opening your legs even wider. You shift uneasily, trying to create as much friction while still appearing inconspicuous, and Eunseok's eyes only grow heavier.

He fucking adores seeing you needy. He loved pushing you past the bounds of your own sensibilities. When your relationship began, it had been a case of 'if'. Whether it was actually possible to have his overly smart, overly independent girlfriend, cock drunk to the point incoherence. Once Eunseok learned that you were a fan of forfeiting the power in the bedroom, his goalposts had shifted to 'how quickly' he could get you to become a messy, needy little slut.

Evidently, this evening, it did not take much at all and he thanked the alcohol.

Panicking, you chose instead to focus on what was in front of you. A plate of glazed skewers that remained untouched, "Um..." you begin awkwardly while viciously apptempting to stave off just how needy you were, "I didn't order that-fuck," Your sentence wavers into a haorse crack as Eunseok's finger swipes over your puffy, clothed clit. In your periphery, his giant frame bends over your like an umbrella, focusing on your each and every movements.

"I didn't ask for..." You're absolutely fargone at this point, stopping and starting sentences while your brain fought the pleasure, "I didn't ask for the glazed squid skewers."

"You were in the bathroom," he immediately adds, and a jumpstart in conversation from the rest of the room would have completely made his next words go unnoticed. However, because you were hanging over everything falling out of his lips, you most definitely heard it. "I ordered for you."

Eunseok's fingers finally push past the barriers of your drenched panties, making direct contact with your weeping cunt.

"Is that going to be a problem?"

"Fuck- no, Daddy."

You immediate slapped a hand over your mouth, letting yourself whimper into the palm of your hand as your heart raged in its cage.

His face is expressionless.

"What the fuck did you just say to me?" There was a dangerous, heavy lilt in his voice that made you assume you wholly and completely fucked up. For all of 2 seconds you mourn your own dignity. That was made even worse when Eunseok pulls his fingers out of your cunt, and up from under your skirt as he patted the material over your legs.

"We're leaving." He said to the rest of the group, "She has a work thing,"

He pulls you up by your forearm, leading you to pass his members and their unsatisfactory rumblings.

Before you even mame it outside, he pulls you towards him, letting his warm breathe ghost over your ear as he hissed, "I need you to call me that shit again," he breathes out. "This time, with my dick inside you."

─── ⋆⋅ Sungchan

His brows are glimmering with evidence of pregnant beads of sweat, but still, his mouth is unrelenting. Sungchan eats you out with absolute zeal every single time without fail. Some nights, your sex would consist purely of Sungchan pulling your legs over the side of his bed, while his tall frame descended on your weeping cunt as if it were his second dinner. He was brash and incredibly passionate, as he locked his giant arms around your arms when he caught sight of you trying to escape.

For the most part, however, Sungchan's eyes are heavy-lidded with lust as he French kisses your pussy like he his life depended on it.

"Fuck, Channie-"

A sharp pinch on your thigh releases a very curt, very loud yelp from your throat, and you glare down at him. Sungchan's eyes are deadly as he pulls his head back ever so slightly. His lower face is glistening with your juices, but he refuses to wipe anything away.

"Am I not eating you out good enough?" He asks, head tilting as if he were genuinely perplexed. "Why would you call me Sungchan," he sneers at the very thought.

"Ew." He adds, before lowering his face back down to your center.

"The sooner you take what I'm giving you, the sooner we'll both get to cum," he did not clarify further as he reattached his eager lips to your cunt. Sungchan was not lying about the fact that he too was quickly approaching orgasm. He's pushing his cock into the side of bed, where he kneeled. Ab muscles tightening as he splays sloppy kisses on your cunt. His tongue, delving past your folds, as far into your hole as it could go.

"J-Just like that, Daddy," Your fingers curl into Sungchan's hair and he perks up like an overstimulated puppy. His eyes crinkle at the sides as he moans straight into your pussy.

Sungchan's hips thrust against the bed, almost at the exact same pace his tongue was fucking up into you. All you saw were stars, and your vision blurred as you pulled his face even closer against your pussy.

Although he enjoyed everything you gave him, Sungchan would admit in a heartbeat that this was his favorite part. This is why he loved eating you out. He loved the depravity of it. He loved watching you loose every shred of sinisibility, belonging to him and him alone.

"That's it, baby," he'd whisper, "Doing so fucking good for Daddy..."

─── ⋆⋅ Wonbin

Your heart is swollen in its cage when you realize he's most definitely tired. Instead of resting his undoubtedly tired muscles, letting sleep take him away into the night garden, he is up, talking to you.

"-That was probably my favourite part. Although I do think I could've probably done better in the second verse..."

Tedium is thick in Wonbin's voice. Almost as thick as the gruff tenor that flows from his mouth, through the receiver held to your ear.

"Didn't I say you're not allowed to do that," You scold lightly.

He sighs heavily through the phone, and you can almost imagine his dark eyes rolling, "I shouldn't focus on anything out of my control, I know that."

You nod. "What's done is done, and I think you killed it thank you very much,"

You may never really know of the cataclysmic effect your praise has on your boyfriend. Even when you were a billion kilometers apart, being connected by a single phone call, Wonbin still feels his body heat up as if you were right there, in bed beside him. He can practically feel the bed dip in the phantom presence of your curves shifting up against him. If he closed his eyes and listened to your praise bleed from the receiver, he could imagine you were right underneath him, taking everything he had to give.

"Binnie?" You suddenly ask, and Wonbin snaps his eyes open, gazing up at the ceiling. Although he is alarmed to find that his hand had drifted underneath the waistband of his Nike sweatpants, Wonbin's voice is stable. Giving nothing away as he breathes out,

"I'm here. I'm just..." His words do not trail off indefinitely because Wonbin does not gave the capacity to sound unsure about anything. In fact, he sounds very much in control.

"I need you to tell me where you are right now..." that causes you to sit up straighter against the headboard, a rush of excitement spanning through the undercurrent of blood in your veins.

"I'm at home," you whisper back, not quite sure why you were whispering but feeling the need to nonetheless.

"Hmmm," the sound reached your ears with the satisfaction of a very big purring cat, "Can you touch yourself for me?"

You obey without a second thought. Wonbin had never been easy to overstep. His overall aura practically coaxed you into obeying his every word and so it is of no surprise to you, that your hands are already firmly down your shorts, legs parted as you grinded against your palm.

Your labored breathing is enough to push Wonbin even further down his spiral of lust and he groans as he says, "Fuck yourself with your fingers, baby," how you adored hearing his pet names, especially when your mind was utterly buzzing with desire. "Imagine I'm there with you right now-"

"Oh, fuck," easing your fingers inside of yourself had been far too was given just how slippery your pussy was. Wondbin begins to stroke his cock faster as the lewd sounds of you fucking yourself with your own fingers, travel through the receiver.

You're a moaning and whimpering mess while Wonbin's only noise of enjoyment is his heavy, labored breathing. His mouth is open and his eyes closed shut.

"Fuck, you feel so good, baby," He says, kneedeep into his own fantasy, "Taking me so fucking well." He strokes himself faster. "Are you close, baby?"

"F-fuck yes, Daddy." The first real and raw sound of lust slips passed Wonbin's mouth.

"Fuck, you're gonna make me cum." He whispers with his mind still reeling. "Say it again... Tell daddy just how close you are to making a mess on your fingers..." He urged, now on the doorstep of his orgasm, "Fucking say it again, baby... Please?"

𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐞 ♡

Summary: Taking care of your touch starved boyfriend proves to be more difficult than you initially thought...

Warnings: Established Relationship, Sickeningly sweet Fluff, Heated Making Out, Smut +18 (Minors DNI), Touch Starved!Wonbin, Groping, Dirty Talk, Choking, Daddy Kink, Slight!DDLG, Praise Kink, Fingering

Literally no one asked. But I just had to write something sweet and domestic

A melody that is equal parts romantic, equal parts horrifically tragic bleeds from the strings being coaxed by Wonbin's long fingers. You watch dreamily as he plays you a tune, while you both lay utterly defeated on the couch.

The Friday night lights scattered around the city, bleed in through the cracks in the curtain and your entire front is warmed by Wonbin's back. Your eyes had fluttered closed sometime in between his playing and so you would never know that his eyes were trained on you, as his head rested backwards and his fingers played away.

“Why are you always playing me some Orwellian shit?” You attempt to sound annoyed.

Your eyes are still closed but a light chuckle reaches your ears and you smile, satisfied. Wonbin peers down at his fingers, mindlessly dancing ober the cords as he says,“I think it was supposed to be romantic,” His voice is like gravel and thunder and your stomach warms inside you.

“Almost as romantic as two teenagers killing themselves for one another.” Your eyes flutter open as your fingers find their way at the tips of Wonbin's messy hair, “Would you die for me, Binnie?” his answer is grim in its intensity and instancy,

“Die? Probably not. But I would probably attempt to hurt someone very, very badly for you,” his gaze is still lowered to his strumming as he softly says, “not just physically, but there's plenty of other ways to hurt someone. I'd probably do that, instead of actually dying for you.”

You were forced to get accustomed to Wonbin's morbidity because it almost came as a by-product of his various other terrific attributes. He speaks with a near constant air of grimness that makes your irrational heart swell.

He continues his morose little tune until you cut him off quite abruptly, quite rudely when you say:

"When was the last time you did some hair care?"

That had probably been the very last question he expected to hear (and perhaps maybe even wanted to hear) so early into a rainy Friday evening. His limbs were laden with post-performance exhaustion and all he wished to do, was continue laying between your legs, his head cushioned by your breasts. He was in absolute bliss with your hand patting down his head nearly coaxing him into an early slumber.

It was the perfect way to end a stressful day, until you invariably decided to choose violence.

Wonbin cranes his head back slightly and he narrows his sleepy eyes as he groans out, "Is this your characteristically nice way of telling me my hair looks bad?"

You try to coax his head back down onto your chest, and he steadily complies as you try to pepper him with reassurances, "This is my characteristically nice way of telling you that you need some hair care."

And he concedes, almost immediately with a daft little shrug. He's not sure if it's the affect of the softness of your chest pillowing his cheek or the softness of your body underneath him but Wonbin chooses to see this as the universe gifting him with the possibility of being seated between your thighs while you weave your fingers through his hair to your heart's content.

The thought effects him in ways he did not anticipate and soon, he is turning his face into your chest and nuzzling into the cleavage. "When do we start?"

An obnoxious, borderline unladylike laugh pushes its way through youre throat as you try to shrug the boy off of your chest but to no avail. Wonbin's kisses along your cleavage are unrelenting and you release a breathless little chuckle. "I proposed that we do your hair-" You finally succeed in pushing his head back, "Not that you end up inside of me on the damn couch."

"Why can't you do my hair…” Wonbin turns to ease his fingers along the waistband of your sweats, “...After you let me inside.” He continues to splay wet, needy kisses along your chest.

While he distracts himself, you inconspicuously hook your fingers into the hair tie securing his raven hair back and you pull, letting his hair fall like a across his face while he continues to assault your skin with hickies. You're momentarily stunned by the sheer length of Wonbin's hair as he continues to lap hungrily at your skin, deciding to stretch his bravery and let his hand crawl up under your loose shirt.

"Your hair is so pretty, Binnie,"

"Your everything is so pretty, baby," He groans and you can tell from the low panting in his voice and the hand skimming the underside of your breasts that he is getting himself worked up.

While Wonbin shifts his weight on top of you so that he begins to straddle you, you're very alarmed but not surprised to find him already completely hard.

A very familiar, very distracting bulge pushing against your thigh brings you back to earth.

"I need to fuck you now," He affirms robotically with a curt nod of his head of hair spilling around his face.

"Down boy,” you shoot out a hand against his chest. Keeping him at arm's length. “We need to wash it now,"

"I need to fuck you now,"

"You're insatiable today,"

"You say this as if it's something new."

"Fair enough," you murmer, letting your head fall on the armrest as you watch your boyfriend seated above. His bushy eyebrows scrunch up until he's racking his fingers through his hair, attempting to detangle the web of raven locks and failing horribly.

"Hurry up, so I can tie this back up," he grumbles in apparent vexation. "I hate having it like this." You throw your head back as you wrestle to wriggle yourself up from underneath him but he stays put.

"Afterwards, you let me give you the most mind blowing orgasm you've ever had,"

"Afterwards," you grumbled back, using his distraction to knock his balance of kilter, "-you let me put some of my hair clips in."

He had been a grumbling, moody mess throughout the entire process. Washing his hair in the bathroom sink while Wonbin sat on a stool had been a nightmare filled with you having to swat away at Wonbin's hand whenever it got too bold and decided to attack you while you were hovering over him, letting the water wash the suds away. You were pleasantly surprised by just how much you were enjoying running your fingers through his scalp, stirring up the shampoo until it created a halo of bubbles on his head, all while you were humming steadily to his latest song.

"You're very pretty," Wonbin said suddenly as you proceeded to towel down his hair. Your heart squeezed with adoration inside its cage.

"You're very pretty, too."

Your reply released a whirlwind of butterflies scattering inside his stomach, threatening to climb out his oesophagus and spill out of his mouth. The exchange was perhaps so tender it almost felt unreal.

His eyes, as dark as they are, as endless as they are, bore into yours. You're still hovering above him, but the towel falls gently to the floor, and soon, you're being pulled into that spindly web that was the force of Wonbin's entire freaking aura and you're leaning in close.

“I have to finish up.” It comes out as a whisper.

You immediately know when your eyes flit down to his lips, thay you're already too far gone.

“Why are you leaning in then?” He whispers back with a lazy smirk spilling across his lips.

“Because you're making me,” whispering is all you're both able to do, in fear of shattering this incredibly charged energy between you.

“Am I?” He asks with a slight tilt of his head with his own eyes now staring up at your lips. He is feeling less apologetic for his unsavoury thoughts because Wonbin's has been forced to endure all of 5 minutes of you scrubbing at his hair, while your breast pushed right against his face.

Apologetic is the last thing he feels right now.

“You're a fucking tease,” he breathes out. And his large hand is slithering up the back of your neck until your lips are crashing onto his with a surprised yelp.

As your lips move in tandem with one another, Wonbin's hand never leaves your neck. Instead, he chooses to prolong the kiss by breaking away in short intervals. Never straying too far.

Wonbin's mouth is all encompassing. He slithers his tongue in almost conspiratorially and you gasp at the sudden yet swift intrusion. Both your tongues meet in a fiery, borderline barbaric kiss and you swear on everything you love that you could cum off of making out with him alone.

How utterly embarrassing that would be.

When the faintest moan slips out of your mouth Wonbin abandons all other inhibitions. He rises from the chair like lightning and you nearly roll backwards from the sheer size of him.

His heavy shoulders are bent down to keep your lips locked against his as he pushes you against the sink. With one more kiss, Wonbin spins you around until your front is facing the foggy mirror, and his front is pressed against your back.

He leans his head down, pressing his lips to your ear as he says, “Are you gonna let me in now?” His fingers slide against the waistband of your sweats and you immediately know what he means.

A wanton sound bleeds from your chest and you push your ass backwards, pressing it against the bulge in his sweats.

Wonbin's other hand finds the front of your throat as he cranes your neck backwards.

“You gonna be good for me, Princess?” He asks in a vaguely condescending manner as he juts his bottom lip out and gazes down at you, mirroring your pained, wanton expression.

“You finally ready to be a good little girl, huh?”

You couldn't stand his infuriating teasing any longer and so you make the daring decision to push your own hand into the front of your sweats- or perhaps you try to. Wonbin's hand locks around your wrist and squeezes until you're wincing in pain. His gaze is unfazed as he releases the grip on your wrist and pushes his own hand down your pants.

“You're so fucking stupid sometimes, Angel.” His words run like rain on the forest floor and your eyes flutter shut when his fingers push past your drenched underwear.

“You're fucking soaked, baby,” He croaks, keeping his nose nuzzled in your neck as he swipes his fingers along your folds. Wonbin soon loses himself the movements of his own fingers, until his bucking against your ass while muttering dirty nothings into your ear in a dizzying amalgamation.

“M-More, please-”

That immediately rouses him from his pleasure filled state. Wonbin blinks away the pleasure and straightens his slightly hunched frame.

“You want my cock inside you baby?” His eyes are trained on the side of your face while swiping his hands across the mirror so you could see the mess he's already made of you.

Your lips hang open and Wonbin's damp hair falls over his face as he towers over you.

“My good girl wants me inside of her so badly,” he whispers, almost robotically, as if he were chanting the words to himself as he pushes his hand in his sweats. As he begins to fist his aching cock Wonbin lazily brings his hooded eyes up to your reflection and you both watch each other through the mirror.

He looks so incredibly hungry and so you do nothing but comply as he places a hand on your lower back, forcing you over the sink.

“You're gonna be good for me?” He looks visibly pained when you nod slowly before allowing him to pull your sweats down enough to accommodate his cock at your centre.

“Tell me you'll be good,” his voice shook with the force of his own arousal and you could tell, from his voice alone, that he was already slipping into domspace.

“I'll be goo- fuck!” He's already easing to you with little to no preparation and from his shallow thrusts alone, you can tell how needy he is.

“Ah-fuck, you're so tight…”

Wonbin loses himself in the warmth of your cunt. He paws at your breasts, his fingers tweaking your nipples as he cock fucks you deeper and deeper. He breathes heavily as he pulls the hem of his shirt up, dead set on watching his cock disappear inside your wet folds.

And you watch in the mirror: his flat stomach glistening and moving in tandem with his needy thrusts while his hand swipes obliviously away at his bangs.

“F-Fuck you feel so good- You feel so fucking good, baby,”

You're clenching around him in the wake of his endless praise and your moans are amplified inside the bathroom.

“F-Fuck- Binnie-”

“Binnie?” He pants out with his fingers latching onto your hips, pulling you back to meet his furious thrusts, “Who the fuck's ‘Binnie’?”

You squeeze your eyes shut and your arms grow particularly weak when Wonbin hits that incredibly sensitive bundle of nerves inside you. You're so completely cock drunk but Wonbin holds your weakening frame up with his hand around your throat.

Wonbin's lips tickle your ear as he says, “You wanna call me Daddy, don't you?”

You're absolutely fargone, and you're muttering incoherently while he uses you. In a moment like this, you would say yes to damn near anything.

“It's too m-much, Daddy,”

He's shaking his head, big eyes boring into yours as he tuts in a faux baby voice, “It's just the right amount, baby,” His thrusts grow irregular as he gazes down at your fucked out expression, “Daddy's fucking you just right, isn't he Princess-”

“Daddy, I'm gonna-”

“It's okay, Baby,” His melodic voice succeeds in bringing you to the crevice of your orgasm and melt into him, “You're listening so well, aren't you?” His voice cracks as he spills his seed inside of you, “S-So fucking good.” Wonbin buries his face in the crook of your neck as he shoots his cum inside of you. The hand on your neck never eases away and you're still caught in throes of pleasure when he splayed multiple drunken kisses against the side of your head

“God you're such a good girl.” He whispers before splaying one final kiss to the back of your head.

You would always be terrified that one day, you would wake up and realise that this big hearted raven haired boy had been a fragment of your imagination.

Nothing but a dream.

A really, really good dream.

That thought, no matter how irrational, never left you without a wave of unease.

"Now I need to brush your hair,"

<3

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݁ 𝟷𝟷 : 𝟷𝟷 - "Have My Baby," ft. Maknae Line

Ot7 x fem!reader

Summary: Riize asking you for a baby

Cw: nsfw, +18, established relationship, crack fic, breeding kink

Hyung Line vers.

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─── ⋆⋅ Wonbin

─── ⋆⋅Seunghan

─── ⋆⋅Sohee

─── ⋆⋅Anton

Dreams Do Come True

rated: 18+ MDNI

★ fem!reader x wonbin

the usual friday movie night ends unexpectedly in another direction for you and wonbin...

COMING SOON

i'm having a blockade but i'm getting there I promise😭

Dreams Do Come True

Rated: 18+ mdni

★ Author's note: i'm sorry for making y'all wait so long forgive me please❤️ this is my first writing piece since a very long time so bear with me... I'm not really satisfied with this it's why I kept delaying releasing it

english is also not my first language! so if you anything grammatically wrong don't hesitate to correct me🧡

★ wonbin x fem!reader

genre: smut

word count: 1.7k

summary: movie night goes in an unexpected direction for you and Wonbin

warnings: swearing, lots of kissing, fingering, cum play, cum eating, penetration...

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This is not how you imagined the usual movie night would end…left alone with wonbin you squirmed uncomfortably on your seat. Wonbin who sat the end of couch gave you a quick look which you didn't even notice. He let the sound of the TV make the only noise in the room before speaking out. He noticed you were slightly shivering worrying if you were feeling cold.

"I could turn the heat up if you want."

"No I'm alright."You replied before turning your attention back to the film playing in front of you.

From your peripheral vision you could glimpse wonbin moving closer and soon you felt a warmth around you as he wrapped his arms around you. "A pretty girl like you shouldn't feel cold."

You were sure he could hear your heartbeat if not it was your unsteady breathing. You weren't really close to him nevertheless this close. It's something you were longing for the longest time. This closeness. Only one person knew you had this admiration for wonbin and it was anton, who promised never to tell. Somehow wonbin knew.

How could he not though?

Everytime he was in the room you turned all flustered, your cheeks would heat up and you didn't dare to look in his direction. He found you endearing and wanted to approach you, become close with you and spoil you. He kept his distance though. Today he's got you all alone. He might be tempted to try.

He cooed as you murmured a small thanks and let your head fall on his chest. Breathing in your lavender shampoo he tried hard to restrain himself.

"Hey ___?" His gentle voice he used with you made you look up to him. He was so close to you, his lips just above yours. You felt your insides turn. He was just so beautiful…and so he thought about you.

"When was the last time you kissed someone?" The question let your cheeks heat up not expecting that. Your last kiss was a long time ago, it was anton too. It was just a silly little kiss between you two a few years ago. You were young and in middle school.

"Would you mind if we kissed right now?"Your heart stilled, mind not being able to function as you repeated his question in your head more times than needed. When would you ever get the chance for this to happen again?

"We don't have to, I just really wanna kiss you,"He could've put his lips on you as soon as you looked up but he asked you. With your heartbeat beating into your ears you answered back giving him permission to put his lips on you.

Like predicted his lips were pillow soft and so gentle with you. He held your face in his hand bringing more force into the kiss. His tongue run a line on your lower lip before biting into it and pulling away leaving you stunned.

"So soft", wonbins finger traced your lips with his thumb. He went through in his head what the next scenario would be - should he go further?

"princess do you wanna sit on my lap, make yourself more comfortable",his eyes scanned your face for any discomfort not finding any.

He held your smaller hands in his helping you climb on him. From there he resumed your kiss this time it was a little more demanding, spit dripping down your chin as you tried to keep with him before giving up as his warm tongue entered your cavity of your mouth. Your tongues tangled up then went back to exploring. Wonbin shifted in his place trying to control the growing boner in his pants.

"Are you okay?" You asked into the kiss.

"Yeah I'm alright,"He replied dropping his head to your neck. He started with small pecks there before his tongue came into play sucking in a particular spot. That's when you felt a sensation down there. You could feel rubbing yourself on your own wetness. But you weren't the only one feeling some type of way. The throbbing feeling of wonbins cock underneath you was not subtle at all.

"Princess, should we take this to my room?" You were sure if you opened your mouth not a single coherent sentence would come out so you gave him a nod. Your mind was hazy, your attention split on different things to how your bodies were pressed against one another to his lips finding his way back to your neck as he carried you to his shared room with one of his friends. Luckily they all decided to leave, leaving you two alone in the dorms.

A messy kiss was shared as wonbin let you on your own two feet leading you further into his room till you fell onto his soft mattress. His body hovered over you trying not to crush you and there you felt it. His growing hard cock pressing right into your cunt. Wonbin let a groan out when he felt your hand wander between your bodies grabbing right at his erection. He swore if he didn't let his dick out in any minute it would burst.

"getting braver are we?"he muttered under his breath.

"I need you to," you panted, "take these off.”

With no hesitation wonbin worked on getting his pants off ordering you to do the same. In no time you felt one another's skin, warmth spreading throughout the room feeling closer than ever. Breathing intensifies as you feel him pressing right on you, no clothes standing in the way. Wonbin grabbed his cock before taking your hand, leading it right at it and wrapping it around it.

"That's right just move your hand like that."He let go of guiding you seeing you didn't need any further help. his mind was spinning, cock hard as a rock with your hand attached to it. He was visibly throbbing in your hand, drops of precum dropping on your belly. You followed along the lines of the veins pulsing on the side of his cock. More droplets of precum found their way on your stomach as you played with his angryily red tip. A weak spot. Wonbin let his lips wander, finding its way to your earlobe. His teeth held onto your skin before letting it go, finishing it over with a lick of his warm tongue. Oh how he wished he had it in other places.

"I need to prep you princess, is that okay?" wonbin muttered against your lips. You hummed giving him the green light to let his fingers trail down. One swipe was enough to have his fingers soaked in your juices.

He wanted to have you badly on his tongue, drenching him, having you scream his name at the top of your lungs till you succumbed to your orgasm. But he saved that up for another time.

He hopes another time like this would come knowing it would be almost impossible with everyone else being around here 24/7. It's like you eight were attached to the hip. For once in his life he found that frustrating.

"Argh…wonbin please," you groaned. His index finger slowly entered your soppy cunt. Wonbin hissed at your walls hugging his finger perfectly tightly. You pulled him with quickness into a deep sensual kiss tangling your tongue together as you tried to contain yourselves from moaning into each other's mouth - unsuccessfully. You are both a mess.

Filthy wet noises from his fingers thrusting in and out of you filled the room.

"Need to be inside of you"He moaned. Abruptly you were turned on your stomach having him pressed against your back. His tip prodded on your entrance making you curse under breath.

Until you remembered…

"Condom!"

Wonbin pulled away from you hearing that. You reached your arm to the bedside table getting a pack and passed it to him behind. Relaxed, you laid back to your previous position feeling a tap on your butt. You mentally prepared yourself to have him inside of you. Wonbin was gifted in width & length and he seemed to know how to put it to use. It's what got him partners from his previous relationships keep coming back to him. They swore they wouldn't get it any better from anyone else which boosted wonbins ego a little bit.

"Why are you so tight doll…oh fuck."

You bit into the pillow under you as he adjusted his length. Wonbins hand grabs onto your tit squeezing the flesh in his hand before pulling his cock out of you to ram back into you. This time you couldn't help but let out a scream. Wonbin couldn't be helped either, he was a hot mess driving any sounds out of himself. He groaned into your ear as his balls hit your clit each time he railed into you with no halt.

The squeaky sound of the bed mixed with the wet clapping sounds of your bodies halled in the apartment.

"My sweet baby girl you're so good to me," he moaned. "Are you going to let me cum on your tummy hm?"

The thought of his seed splattered on your belly had you going crazy. You hummed in response. It was nearing the end, feeling yourself combust any minute with wonbins dick pulsing inside. He too couldn't keep it any longer and soon you felt him throb even more. He pulled the condom off, turned you on your back finishing off on your stomach. You cleaned his cum stained fingers clean before he shoved his tongue down your throat as he messed with the cum on your belly smearing it anywhere on your body. When you pulled off the kiss only a string of saliva connected you two.

…

After all the work up you needed to relax which Wonbin sensed. So he run you a bath, massaged your tense shoulders and lastly gave you a head message. With changed bed sheets you both drifted off pretty quickly.

NETFLIX & CHILL

pairing: park wonbin x fem!reader

warnings: smut, oral (m receiving), cursing, needy wonbin, spit, cum eating, wonbin calling you mommy like 2x

[If you're wondering about the format it's because it was supposed to be just thoughts only but then I got carried away lol]

chilling with wonbin 90% of the time ends up with you choking on his cock.

the atmosphere is relaxing with heavy sexual tension in the air. it's past afternoon when you're both huddled on his bed binging your favorite shows on his laptop. you're leaning against him, arms around his torso while his is thrown over your shoulder holding you close to him. the only sounds in the room radiating from the laptop and the air conditioner.

wonbin isn't really paying attention to whatever is happening in the show, letting his thoughts wander.

he can't help but think of two days prior when you insisted on giving him head in the green room, taking full control. he never spoke that out loud but he finds it such a turn on whenever you take the lead.

you had stuffed his favorite pair of your lacy red panties in his mouth forcing him to be quiet in the admits of a photoshoot set for the new comeback. you've been quite vocal about how sexy you found his new hair colour but he didn't think you would go this wild for it, dropping to your knees to suck him off where you could be caught at any moment.

he turns to you for a swift look, observing your lip gloss tainted lips. he also can't help but take a glance at your exposed cleavage. you feel him being fidgety and throw him a questioning look which he shrugs off.

it would be hard to hide the boner from you with you being so close.

he doesn't wanna ruin the quietude but he's also horny and wants your mouth on him. wonbin is usually good at getting what he wants but he felt stuck in place at the moment not knowing how to approach you with his “little” problem.

fortunately you notice what's happening and start to trail your fingers under his shirt, grazing your nails above his beltline.

“feeling needy babyboy?”

the nickname leaves him straining harder against his pants and he only nods bashfully. you take the laptop from his lap placing it on the bedside table before dictating your attention fully to him. he's sat against the headboard running hot as you tap against the side of his hip. his cock jumps out when you pull his pants down to his thigh.

“what do you want baby? talk to me” you whisper against the crock of his neck, leaving feather kisses below the jawline.

“need your mouth, please.” he whimpers, eyes pleading you to take action as soon as possible.

your hands wraps around his pulsing cock, beginning to play with the slick on his reddened tip.

wonbin had a pretty cock with prominent veins reaching to the tip which shared the same shade as his lips. he kept the hair trimmed, sometimes going for a full shave.

he gnawed on the bottom of his lip watching your actions. his cock twitches in anticipation when you lean down puckering your lips to let a blob of spit fall on it. you pumped him a few times before finally taking him in your mouth. wonbin let out a needy moan fisting the sheets underneath him for support.

“oh- my god” his hips thrusted upwards choking you up for a second. you slap his thigh, giving him a warning glare.

spit collects at the corner of your mouth dribbling down to the valley of your chest. the filthy wet sounds are the only noise in the room paired with wonbins desperate whimpers.

his head falls back, eyes rolling to the back of his head when your pace quickens. you force yourself down to take him whole choking on the process.

you take him out of your mouth for a fresh breath of air before taking him right back in, running your wet muscle around the tip.

“so good to me, you're so good to me” wonbin continues to babble lost in trance.

with your other hand you decide to give his balls some attention kneading them in your hand. wonbins hips jerk forward with no intention but you slow down your actions, receiving a whiny complaint from him. your sloppy pace only irritates him further.

“s’close… please mommy.”

“need to come into your mouth” he gasps when he feels your teeth graze slightly along his girth. his body shudders at the sensation.

“be a good boy and don't hold back bin.”

“yes mommy.” he mumbles. he tilts his head, viewing you intently immersed in your action. he feels the air in his throat get stuck when your pace begins to fasten again. his jaw falls slack, the hand on your head gripping at the strands. the noises fall out of him naturally not being able to hold himself back anymore. his thighs jolt when he senses your nails digging into his skin. you bob your head faster, swallowing more cum with each stroke.

“i-im gonna cum - fuck i'm coming.” his head fall back and he lets out a high pitched moan echoing throughout the entire dorm.

you don't manage to catch all of his seed, letting the warm sticky substance run down his cock. you swipe a finger at it bringing it to his lips which he accepts instantly swirling his tongue around your finger, tasting his own release. he hums around your finger before you take it to replace it with your own lips.

wonbin moans again your mouth letting your tongue inside, your tongues gliding against one another.

“I love you.”he pants out of breath.

“I love you too bunny.”

wonbin as a tiddie enthusiast...

MDNI 🚫 SMUT

if there was one thing you got to learn very early in your relationship with wonbin it was his oral fixation for your tits. he has to always have them in his mouth no matter when and where, he will find a way. at first he was shy about it and kept it to himself but you caught him on multiple occasions staring at your chest and couldn't help but wonder - which you still do because what is his fascination with them?

on one evening you were having a heavy make out session. purposely you hadn't worn a bra, rubbing up all over him teasing the boy throughout the entire day. you needed him to break character and at the end of day he couldn't hide it anymore breaking from the kiss to pull down your low cut shirt to free your breasts before enveloping the hardened nub between his swollen lips.

“mmh so good” wonbin groans against your nipples, kneading your other boob in his hand. he licks and sucks the nub leaving you breathless. he desperately whines, thrusting his hips into you for some sort of friction. the cock inside his pants once soft had turn hard pressing against the material, leaving wet patches behind due to him not wearing any underwear.

your head falls back ,sighs falling from your lips as he sucks harder before letting go with a pop to tend to your left one. your environment becomes faded in the moment, not a care in the world when any of his members could barge in any moment. your hand caresses the back of his head as you meet his thrusts halfway.

you're practically leaking onto him, soaking his sweatpants in the process. wonbin looks up, eyes glossy from the all the stimulation. you swear you're about to lose it with that view , him- sucking on your tit with those big shimmering eyes that held stars in them.

“is this all what you wanted hm?” wonbin only hums

against your skin. you grind down his bulge chasing your high. it gets messy as his thick ropes are released in his pants, darkening the front. wonbin is drooling at this point, spit rolling down his chin. his swollen lips finally let go of your nipple, opting to go after your lips.

with one last peck you get off of him to clean yourselves up. freshly showered you snuggle in bed together. that night he falls asleep with your tit in his mouth.

a/n: that haircut is doing things to me, he looks so cute!

Wonbin before he escaped the hood:

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sweet release | p.wb

bdsm with wonbin

pairing: park wonbin x reader

genre: smut, pure filth

wc: ~2.2k (not proofread again i’m sorry)

synopsis: wonbin always thinks it’s funny to eye fuck you when you’re both out with his friends, when there’s nothing you can do about it. but as soon as you two get home, he always knows what to expect.

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a/n: this was supposed to post at 8am idk what happened BUT upon writing this one, overstimulation and a mommy kink also crept their way in… binnie also drools…. takes awhile to get there :3 but thank you hoshi bestie ( @iluvhoshi )for pretty much being the reason this fic even came to be (she gave me the drooling wonbin idea) also!!! sorry the “bdsm” part of this doesn’t last long. i love touching :3

“w-where’d you go?”

“relax binnie, i’m just grabbing something,” you giggled softly, grabbing the pink wand from your underwear drawer. he whined in response, impatiently waiting for you to return with whatever you had in store for him.

when you turned back around, you took in the sight in front of you before walking back to him. there laid your boyfriend, chest rising and falling rather heavily, wrists cuffed to either side of the headboard, a blindfold impairing his vision, his mouth slightly agape, beads of sweat starting to form on his forehead, and his dick painfully hard hovering over his tummy.

“fuck,” you sighed as you made your way to him. you crawled onto the bed slowly to torture your already wrecked boyfriend. you sat on your knees right in between his legs.

“mmm baby p-please~ please touch me..” his voice was so weak and full of desperation that you started to actually feel bad for the torment.

you decided to turn on the toy.

“w-what’s-“ before he could finish his question you leaned over his body and took the toy to his neck. a sharp gasp escaped his wet, swollen lips. you started to graze the pink device down the center of his chest, then steadily zig zagged it across his tummy as he squirmed through the whole process. you then stopped right before getting to the place he needed you most. he whimpered while trying to buck his hips in the direction of the vibration.

“ah ah ah not so fast. a greedy whore like you doesn’t deserve to be pleased so easily.” you hissed.

“b-but please y/n i told you im sorry like a m-million times! i won’t mess with you like that ever again i promise!” lies. he would continue to eye-fuck you while you and all his friends hung out, and you’d continue to punish him every time.

sighing, you moved the toy down his pelvis, directly to his balls making him cry out a “fuck!” before repeatedly thanking you like a fiend getting his fix.

“i know you’re lying, so you’re lucky i love you huh?” you taunted, hovering above him. hearing how close you were, he lunged up in a pathetic attempt to kiss you. you avoided him entirely just to dip your head down, attacking his neck. he lolled his head back giving you full access.

once satisfied with the amount of hickies you left, you made your way down his chest. you left wet kisses all over him, stopping to suck on his nipples a couple times, each time pulling a mewl out of the fucked out boy. completely fucked out, and you hadn’t even gotten to touch him yourself yet.

with that thought you turned off the toy and tossed it aside. before wonbin could testify to this, you took his length into your mouth with one motion causing him to nearly growl. “mmph f-fuck baby” wonbin breathed, aggressively pulling at the restraints. “let me hold your hair back for you please” he begged, craving to touch you in any way that he could.

“only because you asked so nicely.” you muttered before straddling his abs to reach the cuffs. you didn’t want to admit it but you were craving his touch too… as well as his glossy eyed gaze.

after unbuckling the cuffs, you slowly took his blindfold off. his eyes didn’t have to adjust to the light of the room to realize you were sat atop him with nothing but your silk panties on. his hands shot forward, immediately grabbing at your chest, massaging the flesh. you instinctively leaned forward and allowed his mouth access to your tits. as euphoric as his mouth felt against your skin though, you quickly snapped out of it knowing you couldn’t let him have his way. you grabbed his throat and nearly slammed him back against the headboard.

“and what the fuck do you think you’re doing, binnie?”

“i-i’m sorry i- i wasn’t thinking,” he choked out.

“clearly.”

you moved down, back onto your knees in between his legs. before going in with your mouth, you grabbed his shaft tightly. not enough to hurt, but enough to get his undivided attention. “now binnie, are you gonna be a good little toy for me?” you questioned cocking an eyebrow.

“yes, yes i promise baby i’ll be a good toy for you,” he babbled. “good kitty,” you tested before taking him back in your mouth. the twitch of his dick and groan that escaped his chest told you he definitely liked the nickname you’d just given him.

he grabbed all your hair in one hand, giving his all to not guide your head up and down. he knew that with any slight pressure from him, you’d stop your actions immediately.

you swirled your tongue around wonbin a couple more times just to see his face swoon over you committing such acts. now, you needed to move on to take care of the slick gathering in your underwear.

you lifted off his cock with a pop and looked up at him with lustful eyes, pumping him with your fist.

“would you like to help me with something, kitty?” you whined, tilting your head to rest it against his thigh.

“a-anything, fuck- what is it baby?” you stopped your movement with your hand to get back up onto your knees, this time spreading them more to expose the wet spot forming at your core. you grabbed his hand, bringing it to cup your pussy. “this~” you gently rubbed against his palm. the boy nodded with such vigor, you couldn’t help but giggle.

you then got back on top of him, mounting his cock with your wet, silk covered cunt. you moved yourself back and forth against his length a couple times.

“m- mah~ fuck~” wonbin whined, hesitant with his words. “say it,” you demanded, grinding down even harder on his cock. you knew what he wanted to say and you were okay with it, though he’d never called you the name before. “cmon, pretty boy,” you cooed reaching down to cup his face, grazing your thumb over his swollen lips. they parted slightly, still skeptical even with your evident eagerness radiating from your body. you leaned forward, your noses nearly touching, and slipped your thumb into his mouth. he eagerly began sucking on it before you spoke. “say it,” you whispered again. he opened his mouth and you pulled your thumb from it, now grazing his cheek. “m-mommy p-please,” he whimpered. the words went straight to your core.

tempted to move your underwear to the side and start fucking him then and there, you managed to control yourself. “please what, binnie?” you asked, faking your confusion. you trailed your hand down his face, his neck, then to his chest. “f-fuck me mommy pretty please,” he panted, overwhelmed from your touch. “christ binnie… i could just eat you whole,” you groaned out before dipping your head down, capturing his swollen lips in a desperate kiss. wonbin started to fumble with you underwear, trying to move it to the side. instead, you pulled away and got off the bed making him whine. “oh shutup,” you scolded as you turned around and pulled your underwear down dramatically bending over, putting yourself on full display for your boyfriend. “mfff mommy..” he moaned behind you and you heard the bed shift. before you could turn around, wonbin was gripping your hips while quickly leaving your ass covered in open mouthed kisses, knowing this wouldn’t last long. and he was right.

you reached behind your back, smacking his hand hard enough to startle him. he frantically scrambled back to the position he was in before against the head board. “i-im so sorry please i couldn’t help it y-you just looked-”

“shutup binnie,” you growled as you crawled back on top of him, your lips colliding with even more passion than before if possible. your tongues beautifully danced in tandem as his hands wandered back down to your ass, kneading at the skin in a pathetic attempt to pull your body even harder down on his. you slid yourself along his cock, basically fucking him between your cunt and his stomach. when you pulled away, you both looked down at the sticky mess you caused. you two also noticed the precum dripping from his tip onto his tummy. “m-mommy…” wonbin whimpered, looking up at you with blown out pupils.

you let your gazes bore into the other’s for a moment longer before giving him one last kiss, turning yourself around to sit on his cock backwards. his hands reached out to grip your ass as you moved your hand down, lining him up with your entrance. you stifled out a moan, in contrast to your boyfriend becoming a whining mess as you started moving up and down on his dick.

not even a minute into this position, and wonbin was already holding back the knot in his tummy from snapping. you weren’t oblivious to this as his moans went up in pitch each time you came back down on him. the grip he had on your ass became painful when he panted, “d-don’t wanna cum yet mmmph please-” his breath hitched, his fingers twitched, and his eyes screwed shut. “fuck!” he choked out. “cumming so soon, binnie?” you teased, still milking his cock. “and without permission?” you lifted off of him, his cum dripping from your cunt making an even bigger mess on his tummy. “you’re a fucking mess, aren’t you binnie?” you taunted. when you turned back around, the joke was on you.

you boyfriend was laid in front of you completely fucked out. his cock still hard, his eyes heavy, his bangs stuck to his sweaty forehead, and his lips parted with… drool coming out of his mouth? he felt you staring at his mouth and licked his lips as if that’d clean up the saliva leaking out. and suddenly, you were the mess. wonbin mistook this as an opportunity to overstep however, “look who the f-fucking mess is now.” his voice was suddenly deeper than before. he looked no less pathetic, though. wasting no time, you immediately sunk yourself back down onto him. he winced at the overstimulation, having still not recovered from his recent orgasm. “at least i didn’t cum in less than two minutes,” you spit, your pace far faster than before, desperate to chase your own high this time. you stabilized yourself with your hand on his neck. tears started to gather at the edges of wonbin’s eyes. “binnie?” you were barely concerned, knowing he was okay. “-m okay k-keep- fuck going.” he mewled. so you did.

you moved your hand from his neck up to his face. you squeezed his cheeks slightly before running a thumb over the drool that was still running down is chin. he looked at you with such admiration as you made his cock more and more sore by the minute. you finally felt a knot suddenly start to form in your tummy. “say it binnie,” you growled as you sat up on him, now stabilizing yourself with your hands on his chest, your head thrown back in pure bliss.

“say w-what?” he replied playing dumb. you were quick to look down at the mess of a human below you. “you know what,” you deadpanned through gritted teeth. wonbin’s hand reached out, finding your clit as he started rubbing circles over it with his thumb. “i don’t know what… but does this feel good, mommy?” he said in a condescending tone. he could be such a pest sometimes, knowing exactly what makes you weak. “mmph fuck binnie~ don’t talk to me like that,” you hardly warned. you were mere seconds away from falling apart and so was he.

his tone shifted slightly, becoming more dominant in nature. “c-cum for me mommy p-please.” the contrast of his demanding voice with his desperate words sent you over the edge. “ah~ binnie,” you whined, falling forward with your head in his neck. wonbin immediately took over, grabbing your hips to hold you in place as he fucked himself into you with determination, letting you both ride out your highs. how he had the stamina for this after all you’d put him through tonight, you had no idea. (quite frankly, neither did he)

once you'd both caught your breath, you lifted your head up from his neck, looking his face up and down with a tired smile. he too had a soft smile painted on his face, his half lidded eyes not straying from yours, watching you watch him. “i can’t believe i’d never thought to call you that before,” he whispered. you giggled, “took you long enough.” he rolled his eyes playfully before changing the subject.

“so… how are we gonna get up to clean this up without making an even bigger mess…” he trailed off. you fell back into his neck, groaning. he just chuckled moving a hand up to your hair to stroke it. he kissed you on the top of your head, “goodnight, princess.”

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