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Pillow Talk

Pairing: Joohoney x POC Reader

Type:  One Shot

Genre: F2L, The one that got away, Smut, Pining [ithink], Fluff [ifyousquint]

WC: 2.6k

Warning: unprotected sex.

A/N: What do you do when your friends are feeling down in the dumps? You write them sawft comforting things with their kpop support boys. So, I did this for Admin E and she said I could share. The italicized words are the lyrics to the song partly responsible for this squishyfluffyinlovejooheon stuff. 

Song: Pillow Talk by Novelties

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She was on his mind again. They were friends, the best of friends - cliche, right? The kind of friends that were connected at the hip each and every time they were near. The kind of friends that comforted the other when their hearts damaged. It was a ritual as old as time, as old as both of them. 

Their dreams took them in different directions. He had a fever for the idol life. He had a raw talent for words and rhymes. His style was unique and unlike anything that existed in the industry. He could do it - reach out and snatch that dream in his fist. She believed he could do it.  

But her dreams took her to the US. During the initial training phase, he couldn’t communicate with the outside world. 

And there wasn’t a day that he didn’t think about her.

Every night and every day

Then he debuted. It took a short period of time to gain traction. His group had been put together in front of a nation, after all.

He invited her to their first concert. They finished the first part of their set, standing in front of a crowded stadium. Light sticks sparkling in a sea of fan love. He bit into his bottom lip scanning the faces and banners. And then he saw her. 

One of the members was busy talking about how excited they all were. The world seemed to quiet as their eyes met. She offered the slightest of smiles wiggling her fingers in greeting. He didn’t understand the shock, honestly. Why wouldn’t she come? And she was still as beautiful, to the point he felt his heart beat a little harder.

I think of what we could be

When he finally reached out to her after the communication restriction lifted? He was frightened. There was some free time for them finally. Jooheon spent it pacing and watching his phone. While Shownu and Kihyun were fine to let their main rapper wait to come to them? Minhyuk, unfortunately, was not that patient.

“Jooheon-ah, you’re going to walk a path into the floor.” He teased watching the other man pace with occasional glances to his phone. Minhyuk was busy perfecting his selca angles. Jooheon’s brow furrowed as he slowed his pace. 

“Hyung, please. I’m already nervous as is.” He chewed the tip of his finger between his teeth. Minhyuk looked over his own cellphone. It wasn’t like Jooheon to be so impatient, so ..nervous. He pursed his lips as Jooheon flopped on the couch next to him. The rapper’s ringed fingers slid through his bleached hair. 

Min sighed turning to clap a hand on his shoulder. “Go on. Tell me about her then.” Jooheon looked up too quickly, validating his assumption. “Just tell me.” Jooheon’s shoulders slumped and he spilled his pent up beans. 

It took an hour for Jooheon to talk about the one that got away. That if he had a Muse on two legs? It was her. That he hadn’t stopped thinking about her the whole time they were training. That he hoped to make this dream come true. So he could reach her in a way that he couldn’t before. That he felt he had waited too long to reach out to her. 

That he couldn’t think of not having her in his life. 

You and I, we’ve got that thing

Minhyuk listened quietly almost energized by the passion oozing from Honey’s words. How the Rapper’s whole body was animated by the thought of this woman. He couldn’t help the sly grin that creased the corner of his lips. Jooheon groaned, his head dropping into his hands. 

...and then his phone beeped. 

No one else can make me feel.

He scrambled from the couch to pick it up. The familiar name flashed across the screen and suddenly? He lost his nerve. “It’s her! It’s...It’s her!?” He held the phone as if it was burning his skin. Minhyuk practically hissed as he shot up from the couch.

“Answer it, babo!” Min had a hand on his hip and the other flailing toward the younger member. “Straighten yourself out and answer it! Or you really will regret it later!” He stomped his way out of the studio hoping Jooheon would regain his nerve.

He took a deep breath and finally accepted the call. “Hey.”

There was a momentary silence, then a shuddering breath. “H-hey, is this - if it’s a bad time?” 

“N-no! No, it’s fine. I was hoping I’d hear from you.” He relaxed, sinking into his chair. “...I’m glad to hear from you.” 

She bit her lip listening to the sound of his voice filter through her speaker. “I’m glad you - I mean…” Another soft sigh. “I really missed you.” 

He couldn’t fight the dimple deepened smile that spread across his face. “I missed you, too.” A flick of his wrist to glance at the time. “Are you busy tonight? I want to see you.” There was an audible sound of surprise from the other end. He smirked, “Well, do you?” 

“U-uh, y-yeah. I do. But, is that ok? You won’t get in trouble, right?” Concern peppered her voice, but his laughter eased her fears. Just a bit. Only a little bit. 

“Don’t worry, it’ll be fine. Tell me where you’re staying.” And she did. It was much later when he was finally able to leave the dorm. She wasn’t that far away. Close enough that an excuse for a night run shouldn’t put him out of place any longer than usual. 

All he could think about was everything he wanted to tell her. All the time he missed that he wanted to regain. That nice leisurely jog turned into an almost desperate run within half a mile of his destination. He didn’t feel the burn in his lungs as he stepped into the elevator. 

He felt like he was on auto-pilot by the time he reached her door. He licked the top of his lip before exhaling slowly. 

She could hear him breathing on the opposite side of the door. Her fingers clutching the fabric of her shirt to quell the tremble in her fingers. What was she going to say to him? What would they even have to talk about? 

Could she ever tell him…?

You fix all my pieces

Could he ever tell her…?

I want you

Would they even be the same? 

I need this

Jooheon knocked gently, three soft raps upon her door. It took a moment to move her feet forward, trembling fingers undid the latch and locks. The door turned, parting slightly, til a pair of green circle-lenses looked up at him. “Hey.” 

“Can I come in?” He could feel that hard thump in his chest again as she smiled - and stepped aside. 

“Please do.” He brushed by her in a haze of heat and cologne. She closed the door gently behind him. She could feel him lingering there behind her. His frame blocking the light behind them. She turned slowly, keeping her back pressed against the door, to stare at him.

He had gotten taller, even more so, since last time. He filled out in the shoulders, his arms were impressive even beneath that hoodie. He was so different, yet still the same. It brought a smile to her face to see him healthy. To see him well.

Just...to see him.

“Jooheon.” She said his name like a gentle caress, and he lost all reason. He advanced, too quickly, pinning her to the door and her hands above her head. His breaths were deep as he inhaled her scent on quivering lips.

Love the way you say my name

“Say my name again.” His tone was gruff, hinting the edge of a growl. Hinting the very edge of his restraint. “Tell me you missed me.” His eyes squeezed shut tight. The sound of their staccato breathing was so loud in the silence of this moment.

I got no more secrets.. ‘cause all night I dream about you.

“Jooheon.” She sighed against the side of his face, trying to lean further into him. She couldn’t help herself, the warmth of him. The feel of him against her and the emotions welling inside of her. “Bogoshipda..” 

Love how you say you miss me

Tears. 

They were hot and they burned. His grip on her hands eased as she meshed her fingers with his. Neither one knew who shed them first. Their visions blurred as their foreheads touched. “I missed you, too.” He shattered into a thousand relieved pieces as she pressed her lips against his. A tentative brush, a testing of the waters, that had her tongue slipping over his bottom lip. 

He felt his muscles tighten at the delicate motion. “There wasn’t a day that went by…” A groan as she got bolder. Soon she was edging him backward, his hoodie unzipped so she could touch him. He tore it off and it fluttered into a chair. His fingers toyed at the edges of her t-shirt. She had to practically get on her tiptoes to kiss him fully. 

He was done toying around at that point. They were a flurry of lips, limbs, and untapped passion as they landed on the bed. He pushed pillows against the headboard, shifting her body upward. He couldn’t count how many nights he had wanted to do this. How many times she had brought her broken, shattered heart to his doorstep. How many times he want to kiss away her sadness. How many times he wanted it to be *him* that she laughed for. To be *him* that she smiled for. He wanted to own all of her good, her bad, and be the barrier between anything that would bring her low.

Her fingers interlocked at the nape of his neck as he paused. “What is it?” She asked him whisper-quiet as he processed all of her beauty. 

“I never thought..” His brow furrowed as his hands dug greedy possession into her hips. “...that this moment would ever come.” His pants hung by a prayer to the expanse of his hips. His knee pressed deeper between her legs causing a moan to roll from her throat.

“I didn’t want to keep you from your dreams, Jooheon.” Her fingers slid against the side of his face. “...and I was an idiot to try to and worry about whether I would get in the way, or ruin our friendship.” She bit her lip as her eyes glittered with unshed tears. “...you were the best thing for me.”

Scared of love but it’s ok...

He shook his head with a soft sigh. “You were my dream. I felt like if you were with me? Anything was possible.” He covered her body with his. Braced on his elbows he moved a curly strand of hair from her face. “...even from thousands of miles away. It was always you.” 

See the side of me no one's ever seen

All day and all night

Pillow talk.

“It’s always been you. It should have been you from the start.” Her hands fell away to cover her face. He healed her every heartache, just so she could turn around and get hurt again. Because she was running from the things she felt. Because she didn’t want him to lose the fire of his dream. Because she thought it was for the best - a lie she told herself for one year too many. 

Is this what it feels like?

His world stilled as the truth left her lips. The whole, complete, truth that he had known for so long. She had been in love with him. He hadn’t read her wrong. And he was right to keep up hope. Jooheon moved her hands away from her face wearing that boyish grin. “It took you long enough.” A rapid bewildered blink of tears before she started to laugh. His smile grew until his eyes seemed to sparkle. 

“Kiss me.” She looked up at him with desire so blatant his mouth went dry. He suddenly looked at her again, really, looked at her. Her hair was crimson-hued in the lamp, spread against the pillows. Her curves fit right into his hands. Need twirling his insides into a loop as he crushed his mouth to hers. He wasn’t gentle as he removed what clothing was left on her body. Rearing back on his knees he finally got to see all of her. There was a moment where she let the back of her knuckles rest on her lips. Her free hand moving to cover perceived imperfections had him growling. 

“Don’t.” His chest heaving as he held onto the dregs of restraint. “Don’t you dare hide from me.” He winced as she moved her hand away. She was luscious and soft, a temple of curves that he would worship for as long as he could. She watched Jooheon slide back to the edge of the bed. His fingers tucked into the waistband of his pants one moment, flung to the chair another. 

He sprung up hot, velvety, and hard as he continued to stare at her. Memorizing each freckle, every inch, and the birthmark on her thigh. He grabbed her ankles tugging her forward to meet him at the lower part of the bed. She leaned up on her elbows as he dropped to his knees, letting her feet dance on the top of his shoulders. She felt every swipe of his tongue and every pinch of his teeth down the inside of her leg. Each leg. He tortured her with his mouth along her skin, breezing over ache between her legs. He let her taste settle on his tongue before finally pulling her even closer. His fingers digging into her thighs as he let his tongue slide against her sex. 

The contact had her gripping the bed for dear life. The sound that she made pushed him onward. He had the whole of his mouth covering her, devouring her as if she was the most sacred elixir. That the taste and scent of her would heal all his woes. He could feel nails scraping his scalp as he feasted. And he didn’t stop, even though she cried out. He held her tighter as she struggled against his mouth. He could feel her pulse dancing under his fingers. He heard her call his name, a hoarse whisper. He heard her breathing intensify as she moaned his name in a rush. He felt all the blood rush to his head when she shook violently as his tongue rolled over her clit. She felt him loosen his grip and she scrambled back toward the head of the bed. Her skin was flush, her nipples peaked, and he could see the goosebumps littering her skin. 

Jooheon crawled onto the bed like a tiger eyeing his prey. She was thrilled and adrenaline-fueled as she felt the need to run. He moved between her legs unable to hold himself back any longer. He grabbed her by the waist holding her steady as he slid inside of her. Crushing his mouth to swallow her cries as he buried himself to the hilt. Her legs trembled as she locked her legs around his waist. 

You and I -  we’ve got that thing

No one else can make me feel

Scared of love but it’s ok

Love the way you say my name

Love how you say you miss me

Is this what it feels like

No words were needed. No words could have been spoken. There were no words in any language that would have been able to quantify the sensations that moved them. The road to eternity stretched farther and farther with each thrust. Her fingers dug in, crying out, and scratched down his back as her hips lifted to meet his one last time. He flexed into those nails a hoarse sound leaving him as he felt himself go lightheaded. His pulse quickened as he filled her, clutching her body close. 

He rolled to the side, keeping his arm around her. 

Sweating. 

Breathless.

Complete. 

All his dreams had finally come true.

                             Is what it feels like to fall in love?

I haven’t even finished all these stories but I can already tell from the ones I read this whole series is *chefs kiss*

The detail behind all of them paint the prettiest picture in my head and the smut???? Had to pause and collect myself a bit. Can’t wait to finish this whole series up!

Monsta X Kinks Series

Author: @yehet-me-up

Genre: SMUUUUUTTTT 😏😏😏I mean there’s some plot but these are pretty uhhh straight to the point, if you know what I mean 😂

GIF Credit: here!

Thigh Riding 🎢 - Shownu

Helping Hands // 1,753 words

You can’t wait until you get home to get off, and Shownu’s more than willing to help.

Sex Toys 🍆 - Minhyuk

Babygirl // 2,496 words

Minhyuk has an unexpected present for you before dinner.

Dirty Talk 🙊 - Jooheon

Explicit // 1,398 words

While he’s away on tour Jooheon convinces you to have Face Time sex.

Public Sex 💦 - Wonho

Slippery When Wet // 2,312 words

After a disappointing placement at a crucial swim meet you head to the locker room to cheer him up.

Overstimulation 😩- Hyungwon

At Your Service // 6,374 words

When your friends buy you an escort for your birthday, you’re definitely not prepared for the evening he gives you.

Spanking 👏🏻 - Changkyun

Conquest // 3,756 words

You’re used getting what you want, who you want. You take pleasure in each conquest, but tonight you may have met your match. 

Blindfold 🕶- Kihyun

Surrender // Coming Soon! 

How do you choose dignity over desire when ever inch of your body is screaming for release. When is it a willing surrender and when is it a defeat?

GAME OVER(?)

AVISOS: JooheonXLeitora, Sexo Oral, Jooheon é um mal perdedor, ele fode sua boca sem pena, ele te chama de princesa uma vez(?).

OBS: Isso está há muito tempo no meu rascunho. Decidi finalizar, pois estou há um tempinho sem colocar nada por aqui. Espero que goste, pois eu achei meio sei lá.

Você mordiscava as pontas da unha nervosa. Sem conseguir tirar os olhos da tela da TV enorme, sentindo um frio no pé da barriga a cada passo que o jogador dava em tela.

Esse era mais um daqueles dias em que os amigos de seu namorado vinham para casa de vocês tomar umas. E hoje não era diferente, apenas mudava o fato de que o típico jogo de fifa sendo jogado por seu namorado e o melhor amigo estava chegando ao fim.

Todos os garotos que assistiam o desenrolar do jogo ao seu lado faziam comentários sacanas. A fim de provocar os garotos que estavam em empate e ansiosos para ser o ganhador, faltavam poucos minutos para acabar. E que fizesse o último gol era com toda certeza o ganhador.

Seria tudo às mil maravilhas se você não soubesse o como o seu homem é competidor e odiava perder.

Seu coração trava ao ver Jooheon tendo a bola roubada pelo jogador de Chang Kyun e xingando ao não conseguir pegar de volta.

E quando menos espera todos. Chang Kyun consegue passar por todos os jogadores, fazendo o gol final da partida. Pegando o título de vencedor da noite. Tirando xingamentos de um puto Jooheon ao sorrir de forma debochada com o canto da boca em sua direção.

Seu homem era exagerado em cada comemoração de um gol, mas I.m era o oposto. Ele apenas sorria de canto sem olhar para a pessoa, e isso era o pior, isso era o que mais tirava o seu namorado do sério. E agora com o fim do jogo, era o pior momento para Chang Kyun sorrir daquele jeitinho provocante.

Jooheon se levanta do sofá puto. Mandando o amigo ir se foder. E você não demora para ficar de pé, se metendo no meio do seu homem. Jooheon não brigaria por algo bobo desse, mas era melhor evitar.

Aquele sorrisinho de Chang Kyun deixava até o mais tranquilo fulo da vida.

— Amor, calma! — o chama, segurando nos braços fortes de seu namorado. — É apenas um jogo.

— Ahh, você sabe me deixar de cabeça quente, ladrãozinho safado. — aponta para o amigo, negando com a cabeça. — Vou subir, quero jogar mais porra nenhuma com ladrãozinho safado não. — pragueja, se virando para subir as escadas para o segundo andar, onde ficava o quarto de vocês.

Você olha para as costas nuas e ombros largos de Jooheon se afastando, tendo um pequeno deja vú por um momento.

Essa cena era tão familiar, apenas faltava um detalhe.

Você o olha parando no meio das escadas, virando e olhando em sua direção.

— Chega aí. — a chama com a cabeça, terminando de subir as escadas e sumindo de sua vista.

E o frio no pé de sua barriga volta. Lembrando a sensação e o motivo de ficar sempre assim quando o namorado jogava com os amigos, Jooheon era um mau perdedor e sempre que perdia…

Ele tinha que descontar sua raiva em alguma coisa, e bom, essa coisa era sua bucetinha.

Talvez seja esse o motivo do frio na barriga, você amava quando o seu dócil e brincalhão homem brincava com sua bucetinha sem pena. Era sempre a mesma sensação, torcia pela vitória do seu namorado, mas tinha uma parte que gostava quando ele perdia, pois assim ele podia descontar em você. Te deixando mole de tanto levar pau.

— Podem beber e comer à vontade, garotos.

Você sobe as escadas depois de falar. Ganhando olhares maliciosos dos amigos de seu namorado, que com certeza tinha uma pequena noção do que aconteceria.

Você entra no quarto no exato momento que o mesmo sai do banheiro, vendo o rosto molhado do menino. Provavelmente havia ido molhar o rosto para suavizar o seu lado que odiava perder.

— Deixei os garotos jogando. Não vai descer mais?

Você se senta na beirada da cama. Vendo o rapaz se aproximando de você.

— Você sabe que não, princesa. Agora abre a boquinha.

E você faz. Abrindo a boca e colocando a linguinha para fora.

Observando em expectativa o shortinho molinho de Jooheon descendo e o gordo pau aparecendo bem na frente do seu rosto. Sendo segurado por uma das mãos do menino, que logo bate com ele em sua língua.

O gosto salgado vem em seu paladar e você não demora para fechar a boca na cabeça gorda, ou tentar pelo menos, seu homem era tão grande que até a cabecinha era difícil. Nem sabia como conseguia levar tudo isso na xotinha até hoje.

Leva a cabeça para frente, a fim de ter mais, mas o puxão do menino em seus cabelos a afasta.

Olha para cima, encarando os olhos escuros.

— Não seja gulosa, eu que mando aqui. — diz sério, depositando um tapinha em sua bochecha com o pau excitado. — Agora toma devagar.

E como é mandado, você faz. Coloca apenas a cabecinha na boca, e chupa aos poucos, pegando o que ele deseja te dar. Jooheon era tão cruel quando estava puto por perder, ele nem mesmo deixava você o tocar, mesmo sabendo que você era louca pelo pau dele e que amava o ter na sua boquinha.

— Isso. Assim que eu gosto.

Enrola mais as mãos em seu cabelo, começando a colocar mais e mais do seu caralho. Seu ar vai sumindo e sente quando o garoto mete de uma vez o resto em sua garganta, sem nem avisar.

Jooheon fode sua boca sem pena.

Você apenas aceita, sentindo nenhum resquício de ar e as lágrimas acumulando no canto dos olhos.

Ver o olhar de prazer na cara do seu homem e ele ver seus olhos chorosos, mas nem isso o faz parar. Ele sabia que apesar das lágrimas, se ele colocasse a mão no meio de suas pernas, sua bocetinha estaria molhadinha, porque você amava quando ele era bruto desse jeito.

O som do engasgo era tão alto. No entanto,  Jooheon nem ligava, continuava fodendo sua boca desesperadamente. Segurando seu rosto com suas duas mãos pela lateral e estocando com vontade.

Você choramingava. Sacudindo o quadril inquieta na cama, sentindo sua bocetinha agoniada. Estava tão excitada, gostava tanto de ter ele em sua boca.

Já pensava em como seria saboroso ele te comendo depois.

Percebe os movimentos parando aos poucos e os quadris dele se mexendo devagar, arrastando com o pau lentamente em sua língua. Não demorando para soltar sua porra e encher sua boca com seu leitinho, soltando um gemido rouco.

Era tanto que deixa escapar um pouco.

Respira fundo e desesperada quando o pau é retirado de sua boca, tossindo alto.

Você olha para cima ao se acalmar, assistindo os olhos de Jooheon em si, ainda com o pau na mão.

— Chupa. — manda, agarrando sua nuca e te puxando para perto de novo. — Não engoliu tudinho.

E você olha o resquício de gozo que sobrou no pau.

Lambe os lábios, logo colocando a língua para fora e lambendo meia cansadinha, voltando no fim para a cabecinha. Chupando ela e tirando da boca em um som alto.

— Boa Garota! — o escuta murmura, passeando com a mão de forma carinhosa por seu rosto. Te fazendo deitar o rosto na palma, aproveitando o carinho de seu doce Jooheon de volta. E com a garganta doendo e o rosto molhado por suas lágrimas o único pensamento que se passa em sua mente é: Valeu, Chang Kyun

All Of Me

🕷️ kinktober — day 7: breeding kink / creampie 🕸️

pairing: jooheon (monsta x) + reader (afab/fem)

genre: idol!au, mild angst, fluff, smut

warnings: 18+, minors do not interact, explicit smut, established relationship, unprotected sex, creampie, mention of pregnancy (but no actual pregnancy), mention of joo’s military enlistment

word count: ~2.1k

synopsis: you and your idol bf tenderly enjoy one more night together before his enlistment

a/n: dedicating this to my fav jooheon stan @carronpatrick 💕 hope you enjoy it 🫂 also, there’s not much of a breeding kink aspect to this, i’ve realized, so i removed that from the tagline 🙃

posted: october 7, 2023

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So here it was. The day you had been dreading ever since you and Jooheon first started dating. On top of dealing with the hardships of dating an idol—a very successful and famous one at that—you also had to deal with his leaving for military service. He reminded you of it every once in a while, and for the longest time it felt so far away. But now the day had arrived on your doorstep with no remorse, no empathy.

“Don’t look so sad,” your boyfriend tried to lighten the mood as you two sat at the edge of your bed. He had come over to spend the night with you and pick up some of his things from your apartment. He was set to leave for his enlistment two days from now, so this was the last day you had him all to yourself until he would go, “Eighteen months will pass faster than you think. And it’s not like we won’t be able to see or talk to each other.”

“I know,” you put all your energy into speaking with no sign of distress, but your voice betrayed you with a wobble. Jooheon frowned a little, resting his arm around your shoulders as you started to sniffle and tears pricked at your eyes.

“I’ll talk to you as often as I can. That’s a promise. You remember I made you that promise the first year we dated,” he reminded you of that night. Of course, the memory was engrained in your mind like a movie you had just seen yesterday—most of your memories with him were. You recalled you two sitting on the couch, sipping on some beer and eating take-out. He had just finished a media run for Monsta X’s most recent comeback, and he had finally got a night off to spend with you. The topic of his enlistment came up and brought down the mood, but somehow Jooheon always knew what to say to make you feel better.

“_________, I promise, on everything I own and love, that during my enlistment I will use any means and any time I have to talk to you, first and foremost,” even a little tipsy, with his hands jokingly on his chest and in the air (respectively), he managed to say those words so sincerely. You had no choice but to trust his words back then. And even now, you trusted him with everything you had.

“I feel so dumb for crying. It’s not like you’re leaving forever,” you wiped your eyes with the back of your hands, and the smallest smile finally cracked your lips when his laugh sounded from beside you.

“Exactly,” he said, “I’ll be back sooner than you think. And I’ll be sure to set aside lots of time just for us. Just for you,” he corrected himself, pressing a kiss to your head. When you looked up at him, his eyes softened at the redness and teariness in your own. His hand reached up to hold your chin still while he leaned down to give you a tender kiss.

It was a wonder that Jooheon always knew what to say in every situation, but especially without saying anything at all. It was like he spoke with his body language too. Because the kiss he gave you then seemed to whisper it’ll be okay. His other hand holding your waist assured you i’ll always be here when you need me, even if i’m not physically here. The way he rested his forehead against yours after pulling away said i’ll always be yours.

“When you get back-” you started speaking tentatively, and to your surprise, your words came out more confident than before, “-we’re not leaving this bed for a few days, at least. You understand?”

His brows raised and his dimples made an appearance as he chuckled. He nodded, biting his lip subtly before replying, “I was already planning on that. Make sure you have the condoms stocked when I get back.”

As he leaned in for another kiss, your hands were holding onto the fabric of his shirt, feebly attempting to keep him closer, “But I wanna feel you when you get back. Not latex.”

You tried not to smirk against his lips when you felt a low rumble from his chest into his throat.

“Fuck, don’t get me started, _______,” he whined, his hand already going back to your face. His fingers caressed your jaw as his eyes traced between your eyes and lips. Everything in him was begging to have you in that moment.

“Come on, Joo. One more time before you go?” you breathed out against his cheek in between the kisses you pressed to it.

You could feel his breathing getting heavier, and one glance at his lap let you know he was at least considering it. You tested the waters by leaning down and kissing under his jaw, his weak spot. You hummed, “Please.”

Your boyfriend merely groaned in response before he was taking your face in his hands, bringing your lips to his in an abrupt, smashing kiss. He took control easily, you always melted into putty in his hands. You molded to him in any way he manipulated you. He had eased you onto your back, your thighs at the edge of the bed as he continued to make out with you fervently.

Despite how tender and careful he was in his touches, there was an underlying, waiting sense of ferociousness. Like he was waiting for the perfect moment to unleash on you. And you couldn’t wait for the moment to come. You tried to coax it from him, using your fingers to grip at his back. You urged him closer with the rocking of your hips, with the nudging of your feet against his ass. He simply chuckled at your attempts, finding you cute when you were so desperate for him.

He whispered sweet nothings to you as you both discarded your clothing, utters of how beautiful you looked. How good you would feel. How he already couldn’t wait to come back even though he hadn’t left yet. Before the sadness could settle in you again, you were moaning at the feeling of his bare cock resting over your pelvis. His lips peppered kisses all over your chest as his hand pumped his erection in preparation for you. He smiled to himself when you started to move your hips up, quietly exhorting him to fuck you.

“Are the condoms still in the drawer?” he asked you, starting to peel himself away so he could go get them.

You stopped him, hands holding onto his biceps for dear life, “We don’t need to use them. If this is the last time we do this before you go, I want to feel you, Jooheon. Just you.”

Your boyfriend’s dick twitched, and he leaned back down to capture your lips again. He was so whipped for you. His heart skipped a beat when he felt your body pressed up against his. When he heard the sounds you made for him. When he felt how wet you were already. His fingertips swiped up your slit, and he relished in the airy moans you let out before he circled your clit.

“I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around me,” he said, watching your resolve crumble beneath his touch, “It’s been so long since we did it raw.”

It was; over a year, in fact. And it nearly didn’t happen at all. The two of you were getting hot and heavy in his car one day on a road trip, and had gotten to the best part before realizing neither of you had a condom on you. After a minute of panic, you decided to say fuck it and went through with your actions anyway. But you lived in anxiety afterwards. You weren’t really nervous about getting pregnant with Jooheon’s kid, though being pregnant at all did make your stomach sink. But you were more so nervous about tarnishing Jooheon’s career and/or reputation. You wouldn’t be able to live with yourself if you were the cause of such turmoil. Luckily, you didn’t fall pregnant, but you two swore not to do it with condom again until you were both sure that’s what you wanted to do. Now just felt right.

“I want to feel you,” you repeated eagerly, getting impatient. You could feel him lining up at your entrance, his hand still stroking his erection.

“You’ll feel me, baby. All of me.”

Boy, did you. You sucked in a breath as he sunk between your folds, filling you to the brim with his thick length. You watched his face screw up with a disgruntled expression as he felt your tight walls constrict him. He forgot how good you felt like this.

“Holy shit,” he grunted.

You smiled, urging him to start thrusting by pulling on his waist with your hands. Your nails lightly dug into his skin. He hissed while he pulled out, barely keeping his tip in before thrusting back into you slowly. His hips bucked into yours in a growing rhythm. Heavy breaths and the sounds of wet kissing surrounded you two. It was like the two of you made lustful music when you made love. That’s what it always was with him. “Fucking” didn’t sound right to Jooheon. If he was going to have sex with you, he was going to pour in every ounce of his love and appreciation for you that he could muster.

He drilled into you, but his lips were soft and smooth in the way they touched your body, wherever they could reach. He made sure to tell you how good you made him feel and how well you took him. Little did you know that it was mostly because he could feel the effect it had on you. Every touch, every kiss, every word had your insides fluttering, your pussy clenching on him as if he would disappear if you didn’t. In a way, he was going to disappear, you supposed.

“I’m going to miss you so much,” you pouted, feeling that sinking sensation in your stomach as you felt tears welling up in your eyes again.

Jooheon’s hips faltered as he made eye contact with you. His orbs began to mirror yours briefly before he pulled himself together. He continued to thrust into you, softer than before, “I’ll miss you so much more, trust me. I’m gonna think about you every second of every day. Gonna count down the minutes until I can see you again.”

“Joo,” you moaned as you felt your climax building in your lower belly. Your leg muscles were tensing up from the impending sensation.

“Baby,” he whimpered, on the brink of his own release. This was the only bad part of not using a condom; you felt too good. There was no way in hell he could last as long as he usually did. All he could do was hope that you would want round two, and maybe a round three, or four . . .

“Want you to cum inside.”

“I will,” he nodded, eyelids closing tight as he shuddered. He was so close, “Gonna take it all?”

“Mhm,” you hugged around his shoulders, drawing him close until his forehead was on yours. He pressed a haphazard kiss to your nose out of passion, and you chuckled softly.

“Fuc-“ he couldn’t even finish before he was cumming, painting your core. He shook under your touch, his strength wavering under the weight of his orgasm. “Holy shit, that feels so good. You feel so good. I wish you could feel this the way I do.”

Your head was spinning from the way he talked you through it. You could only moan out his name as you came after him, his warmth filling you up sending you over the edge, “Oh my God.”

“That’s it,” he kissed your neck, then he leaned down to hug you properly. It felt oddly nice having his body weight on you, like a comforting blanket.

You would miss this. Not just the love-making, but all of it. Him. You would miss him. It was hard enough being away from him most days due to his job, but having him be unavailable for long periods of time was going to be a form of hell. All you wanted to do was have him like this all the time. All to yourself. You wanted to be able to kiss him and hold him whenever you felt like it. You didn’t want to worry about him up and leaving at any time for any reason. You wanted to have him completely. Was it still selfishness if it was out of pure, uncontainable love?

“Eighteen months,” you didn’t realize you had said it out loud until Jooheon pulled away to regard you with a crestfallen nod.

“Eighteen months,” he confirmed. You prayed that it would be the fastest year and six months of your life.

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Jooheon x Changkyun x (fem)reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: oral (m receiving), male x male, male x female

Word count: 242

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Changkyun’s whimpers were like music to your ears, as you worked up and down his shaft faster.

"That's right, baby, do you enjoy her mouth on your cock? Hmm?" Jooheons raspy voice was heard but Changkyun only whimpered in response. You raised your head, Changkyun’s cock slowly slipping out of your mouth and he groaned at the sight.

"Is it my turn?" Jooheon asked and moved between Changkyun’s legs, wrapping his fingers softly around his cock and moving his hand up and down. Changkyun’s hands were tied to the headboard but he kept squirming trying to touch you. Jooheon’s eyes were wide open and locked on the sight infront of him as he bopped up and down, swallowing around Changkyun’s length.

"Ahh, I'm about to-" Changkyun managed to let out and you quickly untied his right hand and moved next to Jooheon, Changkyun’s hand lowering to his cock and he jerked himself off a few times painting both of your faces with his warm cum, letting out soft moans of pleasure.

Jooheon wiped the cum from your face, sticking his finger into his mouth, sucking it clean and you followed his lead, doing the same. Changkyun sighed as you both laid on each side of him.

"I love you both so much" he shyly let out, hoping both of you were asleep. "We love you too" Jooheon replied and you nodded snuggling closer.

These boys are gonna be the death of you.

Wonho (monsta x) x Jooheon (monsta x) x Jackson (got7) x fem!reader

Warnings: oral (m and f receiving), dirty talk, riding, overstimulation, foursome everyone is lowkey a switch, maybe except jooheon

Genre: smut but a little fluff towards the end

Word count: 1.6k (1621)

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“Who goes first?”Wonho turned to look at the other two guys in the room, but quickly turned his attention back to (y/n).

The guys stared at each other, trying to figure out who’s the needier, but a whine from the actually needier person in the room caught their attention.

“Ahh, guys pleaseee” (Y/n) whined and Jackson chuckled.

“I don’t think you are allowed to do this, pretty girl. I don’t recall allowing you to speak.” He said in a teasing voice and (y/n) threw her head back in response.

“Jackson I think you should go first” Wonho spoke up, even though he had noticed Jooheon’s eagerness.

“Hmm, are you ready, my lady?” Jackson teased, slowly walking closer to the bed.

(Y/n)’s eyes never left Jackson’s figure, as he got on his knees on the bed’s end. He gently placed his palms on (y/n)’s knees and slowly pulled them apart to reveal her wet opening.

“Someone seems excited,” Jackson muttered and started littering soft kisses on her soft thighs.

Wonho sat on her right side and Jooheon on her left, as Jackson got closer and closer to the area where she needed him the most. Wonho’s hand went through her hair pulling it away from her face, while Jooheon rubbed her arm gently.

Jackson’s fingers inched closer, until he reached (y/n)’s clit. He used his pointer and middle finger to spread her lower lips and his thumb soon landed on her swollen clit. (Y/n)’s breath hitched and soon Jooheon’s face was buried in the crook of her neck, sucking on the area he knew she was sensitive.

Jackson’s thumb started moving in small circles and (y/n) let a sigh out.

“You’re so wet, I can’t wait to taste you.” Jackson’s raspy voice was heard and he leaned closer to softly blow some air.

“Jackson, please,” She whispered and Jackson chuckled, but did as told. His lips came in contact with her clit and he sloppily started licking it and (y/n) bit her lip. His lips wrapped around it and he softly started sucking it into his mouth.

(Y/n) couldn’t stop herself and let out a moan. Jackson moved lower and started licking her opening, his tongue slipping in and out rapidly and he let out groans of approval.

“You taste so sweet, as always” Jackson pulled his head up momentarily before continuing.

He kept collecting her wetness with his tongue as (y/n)’s legs started closing around his head.

“No, baby, keep them open” Jackson said softly and (y/n) weakly nodded. Her left hand reached lower, her fingers running through his hair, massaging his scalp.

“Are you close, little one?” Wonho whispered in her right ear and (y/n) nodded unable to answer.

“Come, baby, I’m feeling really generous today” Jackson joked and (y/n) felt the knot form in her stomach.

“I’m-I’m…” she let out, as a warning and reached her climax, with a series of moans and Jackson’s name.

Jackson rubbed her legs and got up, a hand gesturing towards Jooheon.

Jooheon moved between (y/n)’s legs and grabbed her ankles, pulling her legs over his shoulder, quickly getting to work. Wonho got up, walking over to Jackson with a teasing smirk.

Jooheon’s started licking around (y/n)’s entrance, two fingers teasingly close to it. He moved higher and slowly pushed one finger in, making (y/n) writhe. He removed his finger completely and added two fingers, making (y/n) loud moans echo in the room.

Jooheon growled between her legs and started sucking her clit into his mouth, the sinful sound could be heard loud enough to reach her ears.

“Jooheon,” (y/n) moaned as he moved his fingers faster.

“I’m so close,” she let out and Jooheon raised his head, making her whine at the loss of contact. “Again? And after me, it will be Wonho’s turn. You’re so greedy, do you really think you deserve to come? Hmm?”

“Please Jooheon, I have been good and I need to cum” She panted out and Jooheon smirked, pleased by her begging.

He started moving his fingers rapidly, her juices dripping down her thigh.

She let out a string of profanities as she came, suddenly hearing a moan coming from her left.

Jooheon and (y/n) turned towards the source of the sound, finally noticing the other two.

Wonho was bobbing his head, swallowing around Jackson’s length, milking him for all he was worth and opened his eyes to take a look at the two.

“Is it finally my turn?” He pulled his head from Jackson’s length and said with a smirk, (y/n) gulping, not knowing if she could handle more.

Jooheon nodded and Wonho got up from his knees moving towards (y/n).

Jackson pulled his pants up and started working on Jooheon’s cock, while Wonho prepared (y/n) for what was about to come.

He spread her legs as far as they could go, the smirk never leaving his face.

“I’m so desperate to taste you, babygirl.” Wonho whispered and (y/n) shivered.

“I can’t hold myself back, fuck,” He moaned and quickly got to work, going straight into licking on her clit and sucking it into his mouth, letting out groans of approval.

“You taste amazing” He said and kept sucking, making (y/n) pant. Wonho moved lower, where her wetness was gushing out on the sheets to collect it with his tongue. He kept groaning against her, his eagerness now obvious.

He started moving his head from left to right, as he dove his tongue deeper into her. He let her legs free, moving his hands on her ass to pull her closer to him. She never stopped moaning, her legs closing around his head, suffocating him with her thighs. Wonho couldn’t stop groaning and lapping her up, his head still moving at a rapid speed.

“Ah, Wonho,” She loudly let out and he squeezed her ass in response. He kept devouring her, like a starved man, making her legs tremble. Her hands reached his head as she pulled his hair and Wonho momentarily pulled his head up to moan loudly and dove back in quickly.

“I’m gonna-” she whispered unable to form any other words, Wonho not even thinking about stopping anytime soon.

(Y/n)’s moans were loud as she came, catching the attention of the other two who were shocked at the scene unfolding in front of them, having never seen this side of him.

Wonho continued to suck on her clit, as she pulled at his hair to move her away from her, overstimulated after three orgasms.

When Wonho finally stopped, (y/n) opened her legs to give him space and he raised to his knees on the bed, the area around his mouth glistening with her juices as he kept licking his lips.

He moaned and turned to look at his friends who were both spent, sitting on a couch, Jackson on Jooheon’s lap.

“So, who’s going to help me out a little? I’m gonna explode.” He said but the two guys whined, too tired to help him, but (y/n) was quick to react, her hand slowly moving towards his clothed member.

“Thank you, Wonho,” She said and he smiled before moving to rest his back against the headboard and she crawled between his legs.

She pulled his pants lower, discarding them to the floor on her right.

“You treated Jackson and me so well, Wonho.” She said running her hand through his hair, Wonho relaxing under her touch, his eyes closing.

“Tell me, what do you want, baby?” (y/n) softly said and wonho wrapped his arms around her.

“Please ride me, I’m so hard, it hurts” Wonho begged and (y/n) smirked at how the tables have turned.

She straddled his waist her hand reaching down to line him up with her entrance and before he could react, she spoke up, “I’m on the pill, don’t worry” and Wonho let a sigh of relief but his eyes widened again.

“So, I’ll go without a condom?” Wonho was excited and (y/n) nodded, smiling at his excitement.

He placed his hands on her hips, slowly sinking her on his length. He leaned back, his hand falling on his sides, letting her adjust to his size. He gave her a kiss on the neck and leaned his head on her shoulder. She started moving up and down on him, Wonho’s breath hitching at the great feeling of being inside her.

“You’re so tight and so wet, oh god I’m already so close it’s embarrassing.” Wonho said every thought of his out loud and (y/n) moaned letting out a small “me too”.

Her walls clenched around his pulsing cock and Wonho moaned at the feeling, before starting to move his hips upwards a little. As he thrusted up, (y/n) sinked down, their rhythms matching.

“I’m about to-oh god” (y/n) let out. “Me too, oh fuck, fuck, I’m coming, baby” Wonho’s eyes closed, as they rode out their orgasms. They caught their breath after a few moments and (y/n) got up from Wonho’s lap, his cum leaking out of her and on her thighs, Wonho groaning at this. “You’re gonna make me hard again” and (y/n) giggled before collapsing next to him.

They felt towels on them, Jackson cleaning up Wonho and Jooheon cleaning up (y/n), both of them letting out small thank you’s and wincing from the sensitivity.

“Go to sleep you must be tired.” Jackson said and pushed Wonho’s hair away from his face.

“Stayyy” Wonho whined. “But how are we gonna fit on this bed? We’re four and it’s a double bed.” Jooheon reasoned

“We’re gonna cuddle” Wonho let out cutely and Jackson smiled at him.

“yeees, pleaseee?” (Y/n) spoke up and Jooheon shook his head.

“You two are too cute.”

And they all slept after their tiring session.

Love U ❤️‍🔥 :Jooheon

A/n: readerxJooheon, teasing, bratty foreplay, fingering, rough and sneaky quickie.

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You hated football.

Well...no.

Hate was a strong word and on any other occasion, you might have enjoyed watching a game or two. It wasn't the sport itself you appreciated but the bonding opportunity it presented for you and your man.

Cozying up against his chest.

Stealing his snacks.

Commentating on the game and giggling when he'd suddenly sit up from the couch, holding you to his body as he yelled at the TV.

Jooheon was always sexy when gets riled up like that and moments like that would always morph into something unsportsmanlike.

Sometimes when his eyes were glued to the screen, lips slightly parted from his focus, you got a kick out of trying to distract him.

Feeling on his chest.

Tickling his ribs gently.

Sneaking your hand beneath his shirt to fondle his nipples, making him squirm and tell you to simmer down. That usually led to you laying your head back down on his chest with a pout, masking your disappointment so you can ease your hand down into his shorts.

He always goes stiff when you would grope him casually over his underwear, getting a small kick at how he'd act indifferent to you wrapping your hand around his dick.

This brings us to the present, where you were currently doing just that.

"RUN THE FUCKING BALL, JONES!! Babe...chill.." Jooheon shouts suddenly, whispering the last bit to you for the fourth time, sounding more agitated than usual. The hushed volume of his voice was necessary, to not attract the attention of the company now sprawled out in your living room.

Hyunwoo and Changkyun are both seated on love seats placed on either side of the main sofa. Hyunwoo's girlfriend is perched on his lap, barely showing interest in the game as she texted. You weren't even sure why she was here if that's all she planned to do.

Kihyun stands in the kitchen debating over something food-related with Minhyuk, their exaggerated tones in competition with the TV. Which left you sandwiched between Hyungwon, who was dozing off due to the number of beers he drank, and your boyfriend Jooheon.

He has dressed aptly in his team's apparel, with a corresponding ball cap turned to the back over his dark hair. His red cotton hoodie smelled of his cologne, an addictive scent that you would happily inhale for as long as he'd sit still. You were leaned more into his side with his arm settled comfortably over your shoulders, both of you covered by a throw blanket. Conveniently, of course, concealing the way your hand was also comfortably tucked beneath his boxer briefs, stroking his clothed dick teasingly.

At first, he acted as if he didn't notice your touch, periodically sitting up in his seat at attention when something interesting happened on the screen. His eyes were glued and focused on the men in tights running up and down the field along with his friends. Less so aware of your exploring hand, subtly resting on his lap. Nothing out of the norm.

It wasn't until that same hand was creeping under the waistband of his sweats that you felt Jooheon stiffen and pay you a questioning look from the corner of his eye. You remained casual beside him, barely smirking as your hand traveled deeper to cup the healthy bulge beneath your fingers. You give him a gentle squeeze, making Jooheon flinch and clench his jaw.

"Chillchillchillchill.." he mutters under his breath, knowing only you would hear him. Now you couldn't mask your smirk if you wanted to.

A whistle is blown, and all three of the men paying attention sigh and hiss through their teeth in disappointment.

"Aw Come on! What are they doing?" Hyunwoo huffs. His girlfriend squirms against his lap when he scooted forward in his seat, holding her at her waist tighter as he moved. Neither of them was anywhere near paying attention to you or Jooheon, so you continued to fondle the softness of your boyfriend's balls.

"PENALTY?! The fuck? Is the ref blind??" Changkyun suddenly yells, making Hyungwon jump in his seat. Jooheon tenses for more than one reason and glanced at the younger of his friends before looking over at you with narrow eyes.

"Chill...out.." he mouths silently at you.

You gazed back with an innocent smile, and Jooheon's eyes drop to your mouth briefly before tearing them away to look back at the TV. That was the last time he acknowledged you or your horny shenanigans. It was rather bold of you to think he would be down for any of what you were doing considering all of his friends were around.

You're forced to remove your hand from Jooheon's pants when he stands abruptly with the two other conscious men in attendance. All of them yelling in excitement as the quarterback from their team dives into the in-zone.

"LETS FUCKING GOOOO!!" Jooheon exclaims and you watch bitterly from below on the couch, glancing around the others with mild contempt.

They weren't even supposed to be over here. One moment you're preparing for a chill evening at home with your significant other. Next thing you know, Jooheon is asking if it was cool for 'Shownu Hyung' to stop by with his girl.

Suddenly your house is full of 6 rowdy men, eating your food and drinking your alcohol.

"Ugh..." you sigh when reminded of the fact that just as a time out is called and everyone settled back into their seats, Jooheon included. He tries to resume the cozied-up position you were in with his arm draped over your shoulder distractedly, but you move out of his reach. He looks over at you and frowns slightly as you stand, tossing the blanket aside to fall over Hyungwon's lap.

"I gotta pee.." you grumbled with an attitude that's most obvious to him. Before he can ask you what was wrong, he's left stupefied and watching you step over Hyungwons legs and squeeze between couches in route of the hallway.

When you were alone, you could hear the sounds of cheering and cursing from inside the bathroom. It had been a few minutes since you left the living room and a part of you felt disheartened at the fact that Jooheon hadn't come looking for you yet.

You sighed in annoyance.

Mostly at yourself.

It wasn't a crime for Jooheon to have his friends over. He lived here too. And hell, you liked his friends.

Friday night footballs had kind of become a sacred thing between you and Jooheon, mainly because it was sometimes the only time you had your hardworking man to yourself.

Plus, you were horny as hell. The crotch of your leggings was sticking to you from watching Jooheon stroll around in those damn grey sweats. Looking and smelling good as hell. Teasing his semi-stiffness underneath the blanket. His dick was just so fun to hold. Thick and warm and veiny...

Getting lost in the memory of it, you found yourself staring at the drain of the sink as the water ran. Then you looked up at your sad reflection in the mirror, scoffing at yourself.

This was stupid. You lived with the man for fucks sake. You two could have sex later. This wasn't the first impromptu gathering, surely wouldn't be the last, and Jooheon was a gracious host until he was ready for the peace to return. Then he would politely kick everyone out and you'd have him to yourself again.

"Just get through the game and be patient..." you mumbled to yourself as you turned the faucet, switching the water off.

Just then, your heart skips a beat at the sound of the door handle turning and your eyes shoot up to find Jooheon entering the bathroom. Sounds of enthused chatter and the blaring TV fall dim behind the door as he closed it. When your eyes met in the mirror, he smirks before turning quickly to lock it. Then he looks back at you, letting his gaze travel down the shape of your body from behind.

As was mentioned before, you were wearing dark leggings and a flowy t-shirt. Your hair was pulled up and out of your face, which was bare and free of makeup. Your standard at-home apparel. Jooheon's favorite.

He takes his bottom lip between his teeth and cocks a brow.

"You've been in here for a while..." he remarks and you shrug.

"Surprised you noticed." You mumble as you turned to dry your hands that weren't even wet. It wasn't lost on you that Jooheon was eye fucking you from the door, which meant you knew exactly what was about to happen. But you couldn't let him know that.

Your response and indifference make him scoff and he glances away briefly.

"So now you wanna act like that? Like you weren't just holding my dick through the 1st half of the game.." he gestures over his shoulder and you shrug yours again.

"What does it matter now?... You ignored me the entire first half too." You quip. Jooheon chuckles softly at that, leaning against the door and stuffing his hands in his pants pockets.

"Ignoring you..." he deadpans and you regard him silently through the mirror.

"Seriously? You're the one who said you didn't mind if the guys came over...What the hell can we do with all of them around?"

There's a laugh in his tone that you didn't appreciate but he had you at a loss because he was right. What could he have done? The horny brat in you could have named at least three things you could have done but the rational you was beginning to feel like an ass.

A sudden roar of excited voices from the living room cuts through the conversation and Jooheon clenches his fists. You could tell he wanted to crack the door and poke his head out to see. Something happened and he was missing it because he was in here with you.

"Go back to your friends, Jooheon." you sigh, rolling your eyes.

"And leave you unattended? You think I don't know what you've been on about all night..." he furrows his brow, smirking humorously.

"I don't know what you're talking about." You shrug obliviously as if Jooheon couldn't see you fighting the smirk on your face in the mirror. He nods slowly as he stepped forward, scanning the medium-sized bathroom decor with mild interest as he joined you at the sink.

His front presses firmly against your back and he snakes his arms around your waist.

"I bet you don't.." he murmurs before dipping his head to kiss your neck. His lips immediately send a jolt of sensation directly to your clit and you feel yourself clench in wanting as Jooheon sucked at your skin.

You leaned your head away to give him more access, reaching up to caress his head. His team hat blocks you from what you wanted, so you lift it from his head and toss it aside carelessly. Jooheon chuckles softly against your skin as you run your fingers through his onyx-toned hair, tugging at the nape slightly when he sucked harder.

As he distracted you with his mouth, hands snake below the waistband of your leggings and head straight for your heat, where his experienced touch was already finding its way to your swollen clit. You knew you were soaking wet. You felt the heat pooling from your center for the past few hours of just watching Jooheon interact casually with his friends. So you knew even with him focusing on your clit that his fingers were coated with your nectar.

As if he knew your thoughts...

"You've been wet like this the whole time?" He asks, semi rhetorically. You respond anyway, your eyes wide and your lip slightly pouted as you nod to the mirror. Jooheon's fingers part just enough to allow your bud to slip between them and he pressed them together to give your clit a slight squeeze.

You gasp at the unexpected pressure and Jooheon clicks his tongue.

"Poor baby...So this was your plan? Get me to come looking for you....so you could get me alone..." his voice deepens as it trailed off and it was as if he was completely taken by how wet and warm you felt against his hand. You ground your ass against him needingly and Jooheon chuckles lightly at your little tease. He begins rubbing your clit with just enough pressure to make your eyes roll, strumming against you at a steady pace that catches you off guard.

"This what you wanted?"Jooheon whispered to you sinfully, his tongue barely skimming over the shell of your ear.

"Mmmhmm" you nod again, this time with your eyes watching the way his deft hand moved under the fabric of your leggings. He rubs you in soft circles, occasionally focusing on one side with more pressure and friction with each pass. Only making you weaker and wetter for him in the process.

Jooheon hums his approval of how warm and wet you were, whispering nasty praises softly against the back of your ear. He knew exactly what you needed, mentally and physically. So well, that you have to bite down hard on your lip to keep from moaning too loud.

He teases your bud for a few more swirls then glides the same two fingers down and inside of you suddenly, coating himself from the source. With his lips at your neck and his other hand beneath your shirt to cup your breast, Jooheon fingered you at a constant pace that has you shuddering.

They reach just deep enough for you to feel full and your walls clenched around him greedily as he upped the pace, curling upward slightly to rub at the rigid sensitivity inside of you.

You could feel that tingle already forming, the telltale signal to your orgasm approaching fast. Jooheon holds you tighter to his body when your back arches slightly and glances up to see your pleasured expression in the mirror.

"That's it...there you go..let it go, baby.." he coos. You nod wordlessly with your jaw slack, your breath quickening as his hand does until the wave crashes into you hard.

His dick throbbed in his sweats at the sight of you coming apart for him and he can't hold off any longer.

He had to fuck you now.

Your eyes are still closed but you felt his hand pulling away from your heat to yank at your leggings until they're pulled down just enough to expose your ass to him.

Jooheon nudges you forward, pressing at the small of your back to make you arch and lean against the cold counter. You watched him admire one of his favorite parts of your body for a moment, his hands running over your skin and squeezing your soft rounded cheeks with appreciation.

Soon after, he pushes his pants down mid-thigh and frees himself over his underwear quickly, using the hand that still glistened from finger fucking to stroke himself to relieve the tension built up. You were so eager to have him inside of you again, that you whimpered from the anticipation. Jooheon senses your urgency from the way you deepened your arch and spread your legs in waiting, your eyes filled to the brim with lust as you watched him stroke himself behind you.

He chuckles as he leaned forward. Without a word he pushes you flush against the edge of the counter, reaching down to lift one of your legs to rest against the its edge. This opens you up even more for him and allows the trapped wetness between your folds to drip down your inner thigh.

The scent of your arousal is thick and sweet, instantly activating Jooheon more than he already was as he gripped you at your hip. His other hand holds his thick length steady. He slaps his shaft against your puffy lips a few times teasingly, allowing your juices to coat his dick even more.

Even that felt amazing to you.

After teasing you a few more times, his dick glides inside of you slowly, taking the air from your lungs as you exhaled a moan that fills the bathroom.

Flinching at the sound, Jooheon quickly reaches around to cover your mouth with his hand. His large palm clamps down firmly over your parted lips, his arm slotted between your breast to hold you in place.

"Hush.." is all he says, not scolding you for being loud or even shooting you a warning look in the mirror. He only begins to move inside of you, stroking you slow and deep with a handful of your asscheek gathered in his other large hand.

You couldn't help the sounds coming from you at this point, though you did your best to control the volume despite him fucking you harder. The leg he had lifted and resting against the counter was starting to ache from being in such an awkward position but you were already close again and Jooheon could feel his own nut about to break through.

So he fucked into you faster. Closing his eyes and giving in to his primal self as he groaned from deep in his throat. It was almost as if he grew harder as the seconds passed and every time the tip of his dick hit the deepest part of you, a combination of pain and pleasure rippled out and all over your body.

Your drawn-out moans taper out into staccato mewls that heated the palm of your boyfriend's hand in time with his strokes. Jooheon wasn't far behind and knew full and well what your body was telling him.

"ooh, shit...." he whispers, fucking you faster and harder and harder until he pulls his hand away from your mouth to reach down between your legs to rub at your clit with just enough pressure to push you over the edge.

"Joo..honey...baby...I'm...I'm.." you whisper breathlessly. Just as you felt your chord about to snap, Jooheon slams into you so hard and deep that you're forced forward against the counter.

The sound he makes is so sexy and unbridled and you can feel the heat of his seed pumping into you while the thick tip of his dick presses hard against your cervix. That last bit of pressure combined with the friction of his fingers tips you over the edge and your tearful eyes roll back in surrender.

Thank God for the noise going on in the living room, or else returning to the living room would have been much more awkward than it felt. No one acted as if the two of you disappearing in the middle of the game was unusual and all eyes were on the TV.

Except for Hyungwon's, who was still seated on his corner of the couch, seeming uninterested in the game and as aloof as ever. The moment you returned to your spot on the middle couch cushion, he glances over as Jooheon pulls you back into him with the blanket over your laps. He kisses your temple and looks ahead to make himself familiar with what he'd missed. Changkyun fills him in quickly and you prepare to get cozy against him again, as you were before.

But something tells you to look over and you find Hyungwon's shade-infused eyes on you.

"What? "You frown.

Hyungwon mirrors your expression for a moment but it melts into an amused smile. He shakes his head and looked ahead as he responded below his breath.

"Yall nasty..."

Sambakja❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥: Jooheon x Changkyun

Tags: ReaderxJooheonxChangkyun , threesome, oral sex, drinking, nipple play, kissing.

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Word to the wise: Boredom and alcohol are a dangerous combination.

"Truth or Dare.."

Jooheon squints his eyes and the tip of his tongue pokes at the corner of his mouth as he considered his options. My buzzed gaze falls to his mouth and then back up to his face as his brow remains crinkled in thought.

It was a gloomy Saturday night and by some coincidence, all three of us opted to spend the evening at home. Which for me wasn't a huge change since I was the homebody of the trio.

An ugly thunderstorm shook the walls of our apartment and every now and then the lights would flicker after lightning struck from beyond the window. So when the power was knocked out by the storm and my two roommates' plans of going out were ruined, out came the liquor and the UNO cards.

Then eventually only the liquor remained.

"Wait, what were the rules again?" Jooheon turns to me and as I'm about to answer, Changkyun interjects.

"Drink." He suddenly says from beside me, nestled comfortably in the cushions of the big comfy communal couch. I glance over at him and bite down at my smile at his outburst.

"What? I was thinking!"  Jooheon pouts and Changkyun shrugs lazily.

"If you take too long to pick one, you drink. That's the rules.." he responds, shaking his head. Jooheon tips his head back and squints down at him incredulously.

"What rules? We literally just made this game up an hour ago," he grunts. Changkyun's expression remains unmoved as he shrugs his exposed shoulders once more.

"Well, I'm making up a rule where you drink if you hesitate. Now drink.." he tips his chin towards the bottle the three of us had been sharing. I sit silently between the two of them as they scowled at each other, my eyes dancing between them expectantly. After a beat, Jooheon lets out an exasperated sigh.

"Truth! I choose truth.." he says reluctantly, knowing he wasn't about to like it. Changkyun grins at him conceding and he sits up from his corner of the couch.

"Ok...Is it true.....that you fucked Charity and Desiree on the same night at that party last New Year?"

My eyes bulged from my head at the question, knowing the scandal had been looming over our group of friends since that night. The night Jooheon ended up covered in scratches from tearing the Wilson sister's apart as they clawed at each other.

All of us were either too distracted or too drunk to get the facts that resulted in the dramatic catfight at the party. I'd always meant to ask but never really found the right moment.

With a dead expression, Jooheon reaches for the tall glass bottle centered on the coffee table by its neck and tips it up against his lips.

Both Changkyun and I cackled in amusement at Jooheon's refusal to answer and I tipsily found myself leaning in Changkyun. My arm falls in his lap, my hand grazing over his thighs briefly while his arm casually draped over my shoulder.

Normally I wouldn't have been so comfortable being this close to him, even since knowing him for as long as I had. But tequila has a way of making you comfortable.

Very comfortable.

"I knew it! You sick fuck! They were sisters! " I laughed and Jooheon's face crinkles into a grimace as he swallowed. He sets the bottle down, shaking his head and wiping the lingering taste from his top lip with the back of his hand.

"Man, I didn't know..." he denies, still scowling at the burn in his chest.

"Jooheon..they're literally twins..." I deadpanned and Changkyun smirks in agreement

"I. DIDN'T. KNOW. This city is big and it's not like they were identical. How was I supposed to know they were related. Charity never told me she had a sister." Jooheon denies it emphatically, despite us all knowing the truth.

"Didn't know? Or Didn't care?" Changkyun raises a brow and Jooheon rolls his eyes.

"Anyway...whose next?" He deflects and I lazily push myself up from leaning against Chankyun's lap.

"Meeeeee.......Aw man. The bottle's empty. Jooheon, why didn't you say you'd had the last of it?" I slur, grabbing the empty bottle with a stiff pout. I look up and catch Jooheon kind of looking at me. You know, looking at me, and I swallow the tiny lump of anxiety from rising in my throat.

As if it weren't obvious by now, our little game of Tipsy Truth or Dare had gone on for quite some time and I was beginning to feel the effects of every failed dare and rejected truth I'd subjected myself to. I'd long since shed my hoodie and sat pretzel style on the middle cushion. For the most part, our game had remained pretty tame, only offering mildly embarrassing truths and silly dares. But now that the alcohol was settling in to our systems and the scattered candles in the room shrouded us in an attractive mood lighting, it was hard for us to keep denying the odd shift between the three of us.

Jooheon tilts his head then glances over at Changkyun, who lifts his brow and smirks before paying me an equally sus look. I frown.

"What.."

"I'm drunk as fuck.." Changkyun shakes his head, covering his hands with his face before falling back into the couch corner. Jooheon huffs out a short laugh before nodding in agreement.

"Yeah...I can feel it now too. We've been at this game for a minute..."

I glance between the two of them.

"Oh? You two tapping out?" I ask and both men shrug.

"I mean, we could keep playing but without liquor, as a penalty, it's kinda pointless don't you think? " Jooheon asks and I slouch slightly in realization. My eyes drop to the flame light speckled glass bottle with a slight pout, falling into a cozy silence.

Minutes could have passed for all we knew. Time kinda drags when you're buzzed and apart from the thunder outside, all we hear between the three of us is our breathing.

Suddenly Jooheon exhales heavily and stands from the couch. My eyes shoot up to watch as he pulled his crewneck over his head. A sliver of his tanned skin is exposed when his white undershirt rises slightly, giving me a peak of his happy trail before he sits back down. Completely unaware of my gaze, Jooheon resumes his cozy position, sitting wide-legged in his shorts that matched the crewneck he'd just taken off. That's when an idea sparks in my mind that in hindsight, I should have regretted.

"Ok. How about this...Truth or dare...same rules but, if you fail or refuse your truth or dare, you have to strip one article of clothing."

Neither Changkyun nor Jooheon utters a word at first, only staring at me with drunken eyes. Changkyun sits up in his seat and glances down at his outfit of gym shorts, socks, and a sleeveless Nike t-shirt. Then he looks at me in my fitted tank and leggings with a smirk.

"Strip instead of drinking? You sure you wanna do that?" he asks. Without thinking I shrug my shoulder.

"Yeah, why not. I live with you guys so there's not much I haven't seen on either of you."

Jooheon pouts in agreement and Changkyun narrows his eyes.

"Yeah but....I've never seen you naked...." he points out.

"Not for a lack of trying.." Jooheon adds humorously and I resist the urge to smack his chest. Not that I didn't believe it, but things had remained pretty platonic between the three of us despite the occasional awkwardness that comes with living with people of the opposite sex. I was never as comfortable as the guys to roam the apartment half-clothed unless I had to make the mad dash in a towel between the shared bathroom and my bedroom when I forgot to bring my clothes in with me. I'd done a fairly decent job in maintaining some modesty amongst these hornbills, despite them looking as tempting as they always did.

"And you probably never will, pervy. C'mon, let's just play...We can stop at underwear." I suggest and it doesn't much convincing to get both of them on board. All in the name of fun I presume.

So for the next few minutes, we went at several rounds of truth or dare, each of us careful of what we chose to not be faced with the penalty. Changkyun was forced to shed his socks on a truth refusal and Jooheon was down to his boxer briefs and his t-shirt after failing his dare. Which brought it back to me, the only one who hadn't shed a single layer. Which I was kind of thankful for considering I was the one with the least amount of clothes to lose in my tank top, bra, and leggings.

I choose truth and sit patiently as Changkyun looks me up and down bitterly for being so good at this made-up game, clenching his jaw slightly in thought.

"Alright...I've got one." he sits up and scoots back so that he's leaning against the armrest. I glance over at him curiously.

"Let's hear it," I say, over confidently and Changkyun smiles.

"When's the last time you've been fucked?" he comes straight out with it and if there had been anything in my mouth other than spit, I would have choked on it. Even Jooheon is slightly caught off guard by the question, though his expression remains stoic and intrigued.

"You know... that's a good question. I never hear anything from your room. Hell, I don't think I've ever seen you bring someone home.." he remarks.

"Um...well.." I utter, tucking a stray hair behind my ear. Changkyun's tongue pokes through the bottom of his cheek as he smiled at my hesitance and I soon realize what I'd done.

"Wait! No..." I begin and both Jooheon and Changkyun immediately start chastising me, calling me a hypocrite and chump if I try to avoid my own penalty and eventually I give them both the middle finger to shut them up.

"Oh fuck off..." I mumble, reaching down at the hem of my shirt. As I pulled it over my head, I can feel their eyes falling to my chest as it shook with the movement. I quickly glance down to make sure one of my nipples hadn't escaped the cups from removing the shirt so fast and with a resigned sigh, I toss my shirt on the floor.

It was actually a relief to be free of it since the temperature in the room had us all wiping at our brows. Maybe it was the candles and the tequila.

My arms flop back to my sides and I sit back against the couch with another sigh. As I looked up, I'm amused to find both Jooheon and Changkyun staring at me. And by me, I mean my tiddies.

"Ahem..." I chuckle, breaking Jooheon from his trance. Changkyun however continues to stare shamelessly, dragging his eyes up to my face eventually.

"Damn Roomie...that's um...a nice bra," he mumbles distractedly and I rolled my eyes with a flattered smirk.

"Thanks, I'll let you borrow it some time. " I shake my head. Jooheon snorts at my rebuttal and does his best to keep his head in the game despite his occasional downward glances at my exposed cleavage. Another round passes, and none of us have to shed any more clothes until a very comically vengeful Jooheon spots Changkyun still watching my breasts like a hawk from beside me.

"Dude...." he blurts out and both Changkyun and I look at him curiously, and guiltily in his case. I frown as I paid Changkyun a sidewards glance, which he avoids at first.

"What?"

"You've been staring at her tits like they're gonna start talking to you or something.." Jooheon remarks and I glance down at my chest as if I was just now noticing them myself. To be fair, I was pretty busty. This bra probably wasn't even my correct size anymore and my cup did runneth over a bit, which would cause me to jiggle with every little movement I made.

I'd stare too.

"Well shit, They kinda have been.." Changkyun admits drunkenly and that makes us all laugh. As we settled, Jooheon quirks his brow mischievously.

"It's your turn right?" He directs his question towards Changkyun and shrugs his shoulders tiredly.

"The fuck if I know. I'm just here..." he slurs. Jooheon nods as he sits up in his seat, scooting to the edge of the cushion to prop his elbows on his knees. He glances down at his bare feet then up at the two of us as something sinister rolls through his mind, giving nothing away with his expression.

"Ok. Well, let's just say it is...Truth or dare?" he says. Changkyun's drunken chuckles taper off as he considered his options.

"Ummm...dare. Fuck it," he mumbles and Jooheon's dimples deepen into his cheeks as he smiles.

"I dare you...." he begins, glancing over at me briefly with his pause.

"....to take one..no..both of them out and suck on her nipples for...eh..20 seconds. 10 seconds per tiddie."

Now, it very well could have been multiple variables at play. The temperature in the room. The way the alcohol in my system had me extremely attuned to everything, especially the way Jooheon and Changkyun smelled. I never knew the exact scents they wore but damn they smelled exponentially potent in this proximity.

It also could have been the fact that I indeed hadn't been fucked in a while, but the moment Jooheon's dare left his mouth in that deep dark tone, it was like a gush of excitement warmed my center. I clenched around it experimentally, immediately regretting it.

"You dare him to wuh?" I stammer and Jooheon remains unresponsive to the question, nodding his chin towards Changkyun with a challenging glint in his eyes.

"What say you? Do you accept it or do you yield?"

Changkyun's Adam's apple bobs in his throat as he scowled back at Jooheon. For the life of me, I wish I could read minds at the moment because it definitely seemed like there was a conversation happening between them telepathically or something. Several agonizing seconds later, Changkyun's smirk returns.

"Ok."

"OK?" Jooheon repeats and Changkyun confirms with a nod.

"Yeah...as long as you're ok with it. " he looks over at me with sober eyes. Jooheon nods in agreement.

"Aw, yea of course. They're your tiddies after all. I just figured since he'd been staring at em...ya know...could be interesting. " Jooheon shrugs, leaning back casually. I wanted to slap him for how smug he was being, knowing damn well he knew what he was doing.

I bite my lip and drag my eyes over to Changkyun hesitantly, who didn't seem pressed on whether I gave him the green light or not.

He was so drunk, being the one who'd taken the most shots to the head since our night began, and I vaguely wondered whether he would even remember anything about tonight. Because if he didn't...well...

"Say I'm ok with it...." I begin, my gaze falling to Changkyun's lips briefly.

" Things won't be weird between us, will they? I mean...We're just playing a game. Anything that happens on this couch stays on this couch, right?" I look around to match my eyes with both of my roommates and they nod in agreement.

"Of course." Jooheon shrugs. Changkyun says nothing and only watches my conflicted face consider the words that were about to leave my mouth. Then I sighed.

"Ok...yeah. You can, ya know..." I swallow and Changkyun does his damndest to remain casual as he nodded.

"Cool...So 20 seconds?" he asks Jooheon.

"Yep. 10 seconds for each nipple," he confirms. His repeating the dare makes something between my thighs twitch with excitement. My breathing hitches when I feel Changkyun moving toward me, scooting closer on the couch so that his knee is touching mine. He pauses, tilting his head as he examined my chest before sliding off of the couch. I lean back and frown when he kneels in front of me.

"I think it would make more sense for me to do it this way...Can you unfold your legs for me?" He says more casual than he should have , like he and I were accustomed to being this close to each other.

I exhale shakily as I did what was asked of me and Changkyun places his hands on my knees for support as he rose on his knees. Jooheon sits by quietly, watching intensely as Changkyun and I were almost nose to nose.

Thankfully, his eyes weren't on my face, and with a gentle touch, he lifts his hands from my knees to slowly tug at the lining of the lace on my bra. His fingers push the cups down just enough for my breast to spill over, exposing my pert brown nipples to him. For a moment Changkyun just stared at them and a part of me hated the anticipation. I hated to admit to myself how much I wanted to feel my roommate's lips on me, something before tonight I never thought I'd say.

"Any day now.." Jooheon yawns and both of us scowl over at him, making him smirk. I let out a sigh as I looked down, finding Changkyun's hooded eyes on me.

I'm sure my heartbeat could be heard from where he was and I attempt to slow it with calming thoughts. But it's damn near impossible with him looking at me the way he was. He keeps his eyes on mine as he lowered his head, placing his face level with my chest and he leans forward with his tongue poking between his parted lips.

The moment it touches the tip of my nipple, I let out a shaky breath, and Changkyun circles my areola with his tongue before sucking it all into his mouth. My jaw drops slightly when he being to suck and swirl his tongue around my pebbled skin, his wide hand resting on my bare waist to anchor him.

With his other hand, he slowly counted off the seconds on his fingers. Each seemed longer than it should be and I have to bite down on my lip to keep myself from moaning at how good it felt.

10 seconds felt more like a minute and Changkyun reluctantly pulls his mouth away from my nipple. The warmth of his lips and tongue disappear and my wet skin hardens as the air-cooled his saliva.

I knew I was wet before but now?...

As Changkyun moved on to my other breast, I'm vaguely aware of Jooheon watching us. Watching me. Tilting his head and hooding his gaze, keying in on every little reaction I tried to mask to Changkyun's expert tongue over my sensitive nipple. When he sucked it in his mouth, I can feel his teeth grazing over my flesh and an involuntary moan escaped my mouth. I bite down on it regretfully but it was too late. Both of them heard me and to my surprise, neither of them seem as amused as I thought they'd be.

Jooheon's brow crinkles slightly, almost as if he was in pain, and he shifts in his seat as he kept his eyes on the way Changkyun left open-mouthed kisses over my nipple. A low groan vibrates in his mouth as it closed over me and his tongue continues to swirl and flick relentlessly. I wasn't sure if he was even counting anymore at this point and I'm reduced to a lip-biting, squirming mess by the time the 10 seconds should have been up.

But Changkyun doesn't stop.

His mouth remains latched over my nipple, his hands holding my waist possessively as he continued to lick me. Jooheon wanted to intervene, I'm sure, but he remains silently watching us, the darkness in his eyes growing with a need that was also apparent in his relaxed and drunken features. His tongue skirts over the corner of his mouth and he swallows the drool collecting as he watched me pant and writhe under Changkyun's hold.

My moans were now audible and unbridled, my shyness forgotten the closer Changkyun pushed me. It was odd but if he kept going at this rate, I was liable to cum on myself. Which would have been a first for me from nipple stimulation alone. But I was so turned at this point, anything was possible.

It takes Changkyun's voice to pull me out from the haze I was falling under. My eyes open and they fall to find him looking up at me, his tongue flicking over my nipple tirelessly.

"Dare me to stop," he pauses to repeat, this time sounding as if that were the last thing he wanted me to do. But his eyes were so earnest that I simply obeyed without a thought.

"I..um....dare you.... to stop.." I say breathlessly and Changkyun pulls away, only to tug his sleeveless shirt over his head. It takes me a few seconds to realize what was happening and that Changkyun was refusing his dare and therefore had to strip.

Which I would be a dummy to complain about considering how impeccable my roommate's upper body was. I'd seen it enough times when he paraded it around the apartment.

His silky hair is shaken and falls back into place as he kneels again between my legs. Except for this time he's pressing himself into me and pinning me to the couch. His bare skin is warm against mine and I tremble beneath him as he kissed at my throat. My hands are braced at his shoulders and I turn my head to grant him more access to my skin. When I open my eyes, I'm reminded of my other roommate.

The expression on Jooheon's face makes my walls clench even harder, the underlying layer of conflict that I felt just before giving Changkyun permission to carry out his dare. I'm sure he was thinking the same as me, about how things had taken a turn so suddenly and whether or not we should stop before we travel too far off the rails.

But Changkyun's mouth felt so good, his lips so soft. I wanted more even when I knew that I shouldn't.

When would another moment like this occur though? All of us here and alone with no one to judge and nothing to regret...

"Wait..."I whisper, my eyes locked on Jooheon's. He blinks at my sudden words and my hands gripped Changkyun's shoulders to get his attention. He pulls back slowly with his bangs hanging in his face and his lips pink and moist from kissing my skin. It's almost as if he were under a trance himself, submerged in a lust-driven haze that has him acting on impulse.

The look in his eyes is too intense for me to take in head-on so I look away immediately to gather my wits.

"What's wrong? Want me to stop?" he exhales, his tone laced with concern. Even that makes my coochie jump. Before I can respond, Changkyun is withdrawing from me even more.

"I'm sorry...That was probably too much. I was just so caught up in the moment that I crossed a line and shouldn't have assumed.."

"What? No....I don't want you to stop..." I interrupt him. Changkyun goes still immediately and furrows his brow. I open my mouth to resume speaking but I struggle to find the words as my gaze returns to Jooheon beside me.

His features are calm and unreadable but his eyes are suggestively intense, so much so that my tongue runs over my bottom lip. Jooheon's eyes catch on it and he mirrors me, licking his lip slowly with a slight smirk. That was when my fuck it - bucket had reached its limit and my hormones were not making decisions for me.

Both of my roommates were suspended in time and hanging on my unspoken words. Both of them were waiting for me to give them full access to my desires and the key hung from my tongue.

And theirs.

"What happens on this couch..." I begin, dragging my eyes from Jooheon to Changkyun.

"Stays..on this couch. Ok?"

Changkyun's looming figure remains still and he lifts his head to check in with Jooheon to see if he was on board. He nods slowly then glances over at me to confirm and from that point, I found myself as merely a passenger of the moment.

Changkyun's lips returned to my neck and I extended my hand to invite Jooheon to join us. He takes it and places himself closer to my side on the couch. So close that all I can make out on his face are his lips, inches from my face. I can smell the tequila on his tongue as he inched closer, smothering my moans with his mouth.

Both men were on me, touching me and kissing me. Overwhelming me with their combined weights pressing me into the couch cushion. I feel a hand on my waist slowly creeping down to slip beneath the waistband of my leggings. I wasn't sure of whose hand it was until Jooheon is pulling away and I'm left with Changkyun stuffing his other hand under my leggings, pushing them down slightly, and squeezing my hips to encourage me to let him remove them.

I hesitate for a second, not entirely sure of what his intentions were but Jooheon reaches over to grab my hand.

"If things get too crazy, you can back out at any time. No judgment," he says. Changkyun gives my hips another gentle squeeze.

"Yeah...what he said.." he exhales, seeming way too turned on to be rational. I make sure they understand that I'm 100% aware of what is happening and 100% ok with wherever it takes us. I only nod since I'm not too far behind him and I'm suddenly being pushed back to lean against Jooheon's chest at the other end of the couch.

He cups both of my breasts from behind, playing with my nipples gently as we both watch Changkyun lick a trail down my tummy. His mouth pauses at the waistband of my leggings, his fingers already tugging them down from my hips.  I lift my butt to aid him and they're quickly added to the pile of clothes on the floor.

His mouth goes back to work, grazing wet kisses across my pelvis and over my mound. His lips stop just where the lips of my vulva begin to part and the hood of my swollen clit peeked through the slit. Jooheon's busy fingers paused mid-pinch as we both watched Changkyun push my legs further apart. He glances up at me before the pink of his long tongue dips in between my lips and the pressure it applies to my clit has me exhaling as if I was taking my first breath in minutes.

Changkyun's tongue was smooth and soft but strong. It swirls circles around my bud the way it did on my nipples but with each lick, he was figuring me out. From the way I moaned when it passed over a particular spot on the left, to the way my hips rolled against him, rubbing my pussy against his waiting tongue needingly.

"She tastes good Kyunie?" Jooheon suddenly asks, his voice low and a bit raspy.

Changkyun nods briefly and hums in the affirmative before sucking my clit in between his lips. My jaw goes slack and my eyes roll back as I relished in the feeling of his tongue strumming hard and fast over my clit. My breathing quickens and my volume increases and Changkyun goes harder.

He even groans a little in reaction to my response to him. Jooheon is back playing with my nipples, pinching and pulling them gently all while kissing and licking my neck.

Both of them must have known I was about to cum because with every breath I took, every touch, kiss, lick, and flick of the tongue became more intentional.

My back arches up from Jooheon's chest and my mouth falls open as a silent cry of release escapes me. Jooheon holds me tightly against him and Changkyun's tongue presses flat and hard against my clit, suckling it gently as I came for him.

I'm not sure if it was the liquor still in my system or if these two were just that good...

But I came so hard that I heard a dull ringing in my ears and felt my heartbeat in my skull. Pumping and thudding heavily as if I'd just run a marathon.

"Damn...I think you killed her.." Jooheon jokes. I wish I had enough sense to slap him but I couldn't form a thought outside of how good I felt. Changkyun smirks at my dazed condition and sits himself back on his knees.

"Come here.." his husky voice calls to me and I'm soon being pulled up by the arms when my ears finally stopped ringing. With the help of Jooheon gently pushing me forward, I find myself sitting up on my knees and pressed against Changkyun's hard frame.

I blink away the tears that blurred my vision enough to see the bottom half of his face.

His swollen lips and chin had a slight glisten to them and they curl up into a smile as my hooded eyes found his. There was a heat in them that struck me straight to my soul and without even thinking, I lean forward to kiss him. I suck his bottom lip into my mouth and taste myself on his tongue.

Changkyun reciprocates and nibbles hungrily at my lips when I submit to him. I'm so lost in the way he tastes. The subtle hint of the liquor and dull salty sweetness of me was so satisfying.

So much so that I completely forget about the man on the other side of the couch, admiring my naked body from behind. Eyeing the two dimples above my plump ass cheeks and curve of my hips. Jooheon runs his tongue over his bottom lip slowly and swallows down the need building up inside of him. His dick had been throbbing in his underwear for what felt like forever and he was starting to ache.

My tentative hands were skimming down the humps of Changkyun's chest, following down the lines of his abs and he inhales sharply through his nose. He smirks against my lips while placing his hands on my waist, squeezing me slightly as he tilted his head to kiss me deeper.

I yelp into Changkyun's mouth when I feel Jooheon suddenly grabbing at my ass. His large deft hands squeezed and kneaded at my flesh and the couch cushions beneath us bow under the weight of him joining us to sit up on his knees. The warmth of his body is heavy on my back and I'm nearly purring in anticipation of what he was going to do to me.

Changkyun pulls back slightly to give Jooheon enough room to nuzzle my neck and he kisses me softly, trailing upward until he coaxes me to turn my head.

That's when he took his turn to kiss me again, wasting no time tangling his tongue with mine. One of his hands snakes around my waist and dips downward so that he's cupping my mound, coating his fingers in my slickness, and rubbing slow circles around my clit. I moan against his lips and clench at nothing as my need to be fucked grew annoyingly intense. As if he could read my mind, Jooheon presses himself into me. His shirted front to my naked back. My bare ass against the hard and incredibly thick bulge in his shorts.

Changkyun looked on with intrigue as he watched me writhe gently against his friend's body. Watching the way Jooheon's fingers toyed with my clit that was still sensitive from him licking it. He loved the sounds I made. He loved the way I melted into Jooheon the way Id just done with him, except seeing it for himself had a different effect.

"Kyun has you so fucking wet...I'm kinda jealous.." Jooheon slurs against my lips. I wasn't sure what he wanted me to say so I just ground my ass against his erection. The teasing friction makes him moan softly. His fingers dip lower to tease at my slit, which was even wetter now.

If that was was even possible.

"Damn..." Jooheon sighs at the discovery. He slowly pumps his fingers in and out, barely satisfying that need to be filled. My walls squeeze at his fingers greedily, making Jooheon whine.

"..fuuuuck.....let me fuck you...please.." were the words moving against my lips. I thought he would never ask.

Nodding my head briefly, I give Jooheon the green light to pull away and push me forward into Changkyun's chest. He was already laying back and getting comfortable in his front-row seat to the bullshit and my palms land flat against his defined chest as Jooheon shuffled behind me. Changkyun's warm touch wraps around my wrists and I look up to find him gazing at me softly.

He was so drunk off of the moment that his eyes were barely open as they focused on my parted lips. His tongue darts out over his bottom lip as if he was reminiscing about the taste of our kiss, already missing mine on his. I peck his lips a few times, slowly and sweetly. As if we hadn't already shared our first kiss a moment ago.

He released his hold on my wrists and runs his hands up my arms, over my shoulders, and rests them on my back. As the two of us kissed, Jooheon was pulling up the bottom of his t-shirt and biting it to keep it out of the way. In the same motion, he pushed down the front of his underwear, freeing the trapped monster that was already dripping at the tip.

Jooheon's planting his knees into the couch cushion with each of my knees on the outskirts. He nudges them to spread me open so that he has a perfect view of my pink puckered hole and my slit. He leans up, his hardened dick in hand with the other holding me by the waist, and for a moment he hesitates.

Perhaps he was thinking the same thing I was thinking before I allowed Channie to go down on me. How things would forever be changed once he entered my body.

Years of platonically formed bonds altered.

It wasn't like the thought never crossed his mind. I was sure it had. He's a man after all.

But thinking it and doing it were worlds apart.

Jooheon furrows his brow as he considers it for a moment, his hand still wrapped firmly at the base of his dick.

Too distracted by his thoughts, Jooheon doesn't notice Changkyun breaking our kiss and me continuing to kiss down along his jaw and nibbling at his neck. As he turned his head he notices Jooheon's pause. I'm sure he knew what he was thinking.

"What the fuck am I about to do..."

Changkyun turns his face into me, trailing kisses over my shoulder and up to my neck as the hands at my waist traveled down. They come over the curve of my hip and he squeezes me there, effectively spreading my asscheeks in the process. Jooheon looks up to find Changkyun's eyes on him, glancing up slyly as he kissed my skin.

He lifts a brow as if to question Jooheon's hesitance and to challenge him.

To dare him.

After a moment, Changkyun looks away and resumes his attention to kissing my neck, giving Jooheon the chance to make his move.

He doesn't wait another second. His dick was hard and I was only an inch away from surrounding him in my warmth. So with a slight squeeze at the base of his shaft, Jooheons dick steadies its aim. He flexes his hips and presses past my entrance, tensing his jaw at my tightness.

I lift my head from Changkyun's throat to moan at the light sting of him stretching me. Jooheon slowly pushes himself deeper and his eyes roll back slightly in relief as he rocked back to enter me again.

I never imagined Jooheon to feel this good. I mean I've known him for so long and have seen a fair share of women come and go through here. I heard him fuck on countless nights and would sit in my bed with wide eyes at the sounds his partners made. So sure, based on their colorful reactions, it would be safe to say that Jooheon had good dick.

Great, even.

And boy was that being proven tonight.

Jooheon fucked me like he was living out some sort of repressed fantasy. With Changkyun still spreading my cheeks, Jooheon filled me with every solid inch he had to offer. He fucked me hard and rolled his hips to angle his strokes so that he touched every part of me that he could.

I can barely catch my breath to keep up with him and with Changkyun holding me in place, I have no choice but to take it. I can't throw it back. I cant grind against him. Hell, I can barely manage a word. All I can do is try to make sure my voice is at an acceptable volume so the neighbors don't think someone is trying to kill me.

But obviously, Jooheon has other plans.

"I think she likes it Hyung..." Changkyun says arrogantly to the man fucking me senseless from behind but with his lips to my ear as if he's teasing me.

Jooheon grunts his response since the hem of his shirt was still trapped between his teeth and his grip on my waist tightens. He fucks me hard, forcing my body to rock suggestively against Changkyun. My breasts were pressed against his chest and I could feel the sweat forming between our bodies.

I cry out when I feel Jooheon slam into me harder than he had and Changkyun shushes me softly, strumming his fingertips down my spine soothingly.

"You're making my dick so fucking hard right now...fuck I want you so fucking bad..." his deep voice murmurs words I never imagined I'd hear from my otherwise introverted roommate. I involuntary clench my walls around Jooheon and from the way he groans, I can guess my nonverbal response is appreciated.

"Oh shit..oh shit..." he says, muffled by the bite on his shirt, his eyes cast down and focused on my body swallowing his length. Jooheon squeezes my waist tighter, digging his nails into my skin. His breathing is becoming more jagged and his rhythm less intentional. His dick seemed to swell and become even harder as it pulsed inside of me.

The familiar fog of an impending orgasm starts to settle over me and I start to pant in anticipation of it. Changkyun feels me trembling against his body and he recognizes the signs from when his face was buried between my legs. I feel his lips at my ear again.

"You sound so fucking sexy...Can I fuck you next? Hmm?" Changkyun whispers to me and I moan my consent, too high on Jooheon to give a damn about what anyone asked me at that point. At my response, I feel Changkyun let go of my ass and reach down between us to push down his underwear. The softness of his pubic hair tickles my shaved skin and the tip of my clit brushes against his now unclothed nether region.

The friction is welcome and I just knew I'd be cumming soon based on Jooheon's speed.

Just as I'm about to let go, he pulls out of me and begins pumping himself, screwing his eyes shut and throwing his head back with a deep groan of satisfaction. My walls twist and clench at his sudden absence and I whimper at how close I was to the edge before he pulled out.

I can feel his cum spurting all over my ass and trickling down over my slit but before its registers, Changkyun is moving beneath me. I immediately feel his hard length slapping against my heat, the sound so hot and wet it makes me blush harder than I already was from being edged.

Using what Jooheon left behind, Changkyun slips inside of me and fills me up in a way so different from his best friend.

But still so so good.

"Ohh my god..." I mumble, my eyes rolling back.

Changkyun is as thick as Jooheon but his tip curves up perfectly to hit the rigid spot inside of me and the moment he starts thrusting himself into me, I lost it.

It couldn't have been any more than 5 strokes that had my body trembling and my walls pulsating around Channie's dick.

"Whew shit...Hell fucking yea..cum on this dick..there you go.." he growls as he fucked me faster.

Jooheon was still at his end of the couch, watching Changkyun's dick disappear and reappear in the same place he just was. He was spent and still coming down from his release, but the sights and sounds in front of him has him slowly stroking himself with his bottom lip trapped between his teeth again.

Changkyun traps me in his arms and continues to slam himself into me as I ride out my orgasm slowly.

Once he feels as if my climax has passed, Changkyun tightens his hold on me, sits up, scoots back, and rotates so that he was now hovering over me. He flipped our position so suddenly that it catches me off guard. My back hits Jooheons front and he grasps me under my armpits to pull me up , keeping me secure against him as Changkyun resumed rolling his hips.

Putting me back in the position I was in not too long ago.

Changkyun grunts as he lifts one of my legs and hooks it over his shoulder without missing a beat. This opened me up, even more, allowing him to hit me even deeper.

My moans fill the room, accompanied by the sounds of skin slapping together and both men praising me. Never in a million years would I have imagined I'd be in this position. Literally, with two men I lived with and trusted, completely slutting me out in the most desirable way.

This brings me back to my initial thought: Boredom and alcohol are a dangerous combination.

"Yup. Take that shit. Take that shit. Hell yes..." Changkyun grits, his eyes focused on his dick destroying what little I had left. Jooheon watched too, getting a tiny kick out of the fact that he got to experience me first. Although his dick was hard again beneath me and he could easily go for another round, he chooses to suppress his desire to remain present. He rests his head on the side of mine, placing his lips near my temple. I feel him press a kiss there before aiming his voice at my ear.

".... I can hear how wet you are for us...You're doing so good....making Kyunie fuck you so good. Gonna make Kyunie cum? Gonna let him cum all over that pussy as I did?" his deeply rasped voice puts me in a headspace that I can't escape. I'm all feeling and sensation, experiencing every touch as if that was my sole purpose. I moan freely and new tears prick at the corners of my eyes.

Changkyun's moans were becoming less restrained as well and his mouth falls open as he approached his breaking point. "Want him to make you cum again?" Jooheon asks another teasing question.

"Yes! Fuck! Yes.." I cry and Jooheon chuckles as he kissed the side of my face.

"You heard her...make her cum..." he glances up at his friend, who was already on his own mission. Changkyun's strokes become hastier and a few seconds later, he's pulling out and spurting all over my tummy with his hand gripping the thigh pressed against his torso. The force of him pulling out was just enough pressure to do me in and as his seed coated my skin, my body shook and trembled against Jooheon. He holds me firmly to his chest, mumbling sweet praises in my ear as Changkyun purged himself to the very last drop.

He falls back to plop against the other end of the couch, breathing heavily as we all allowed the adrenaline and lust to fade.

I didn't even feel drunk anymore, only tired.

And sore. Very...very sore.

The storm we'd conveniently forgotten about rages on the outside and the crack of thunder that shakes the apartment snaps me out of my fatigue just enough for me to form a profound and very singular thought.

“I'm never getting drunk with you assholes ever again..."

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BabyDaddyHyunwoo: Home

Voyager: Kihyun x Hyunwoo ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

A/N: Shownuxreader with roommate Kihyun, unprotected sex, fellatio, voyeurism, masturbation..😈🌚

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"Shouldn't we shut the door?" You asked.

Hyunwoo's hands don't stall in unclasping your bra. He shoots a glance in the direction of his cracked doorway and shrugs with indifference.

"Naw, it's fine. Nobody's here..." he mutters.

He pulls the straps of your bra over your shoulders and you allow him to remove it fully, tossing it aside.

You pout your lips at his response but quickly become distracted by his lips closing around one of your nipples. A tiny gasp passes through your lips and you stumble forward when Hyunwoo pulls you into him by the waist with him kneeled slightly and level with your chest.

His lips are soft against your pebbled skin and his tongue flicks and swirls slowly over you for a few seconds before he pulls away to begin kissing down your tummy.

Though this impromptu quickie was your idea, Hyunwoo was most enthusiastic about gett straight to the deed while you seemed overly concerned with the fact that his bedroom door was still open.

"You...ooh shit...you sure?" Your eyes flutter from the way Hyunwoo's peppered kisses felt on his way down to the button of your jeans.

"Uh huh.." he responds, unsnapping and unzipping your pants quickly. He all but yanks them down, making you giggle as you stumbled back to land on his conveniently placed bed.

A sly smirk crosses Hyunwoo's face as he stooped down to finish pulling your jeans and panties from your legs. Once you were naked, it was now his turn.

You hurriedly unzipped his fly as he removed his shirt, tossing it aside with haste. Your hands make quick work of pulling his pants down to his mid-thighs and tugging the waistband of his underwear down enough to free the monster you'd been craving all day.

Hyunwoo's dick was perfect.

From the shape, proportions, length, girth, and color.

The veins on his shaft bulged as he made himself jump slightly, the act causing the light brown rounded tip to tap your bottom lip. Your eyes glide up from his member to admire his perfectly toned and defined abs. His long torso only exaggerated the presentation of his muscles and you couldn't get enough of looking at him.

Finding you admiring him from that vantage point arousing, Hyunwoo smirks down at you warmly as he slowly begins to stroke himself.  His abs flex and contract as he hid, pumping his length slowly and right in your face to tempt you.

Your eyes cut towards the open doorway again then back up to Hyunwoo's face.

"....but What if your roommate comes home.." you trail off when the weight of Hyunwoo's dick taps at your pouted lips again. Except for this time, his brows are inverted and his eyes are begging for you to open your mouth.

"Please...stop worrying about the damn door and worry about where you want me to put this first....."  Hyunwoo gestures towards himself with a smirk, looking arrogantly attractive as ever.

Reminding you of how horny you already were and how you were a bit pressed for time, you commence to scoot towards him and swallow him whole. Your lips wrap around his tip and suck him deep into the warm cushion of your mouth.

As you allowed your lips and tongue to get as wet as possible, you took him deeper gradually until he was touching the back of your throat.

His thickness has you gagging and your eyes roll back in satisfaction. A moan surrounds him as he pushed himself deeper and it causes him to inhale sharply between his teeth.

"Ffffuck....." he groans, tilting his head back. His large hands cradle your face, holding you gently and tangling his fingers into your hair as he slowly rocked his hips.

You catch his rhythm, allowing his dick to glide in and out of your mouth, holding him at his thighs and relaxing your throat for him. He ups his pace gradually, reducing you to a wet and sloppy mess as he fucked your face.

This was what you needed. After a day of dealing with grumpy humans and crappy weather, the only thing in the world that could cure your sour mood was right in your face.

Literally.

10 or so minutes later...

The lock of the front door shifts as the nob turned and Kihyun sings a random tune under his breath as he entered his apartment, bobbing his head to the music in his AirPods.

Due to the weather, his supervisor gave some of the crew the green light to leave early. Kihyun was thankful for it. He was exhausted and ready to just shed his sweat and rain-soaked uniform and crash for the remainder of the day.

He steps out of his shoes at the door and hangs his keys on the hook near the entry as he did every time he came home, still singing along to his playlist distractedly.

Once officially inside, he makes a beeline for the kitchen and opens the fridge curiously. He was hungry but had no clue of what he wanted. Perhaps his roommate would be down to go half on some take-out since he notices his keys on the hook as well.

As he leans down to inspect the items at the back of the fridge, he's blissfully unaware of the noise now filling his home. At least until there's a break between songs and his AirPods go silent. In that millisecond he's made privy to the sound of your unbridled moans.

"Fuck baby....oh my god yes!"

Snatching the air pod from his ear immediately, Kihyun shoots back with a straightened posture and scowl of confusion. He wasn't sure what he'd heard at first and he proceeds to pull his phone from his jacket pocket to silence his music.

That was the moment he heard you again.

"Oh fuck...yes! Yes!"

Loud and clear.

Now he was sure of what he'd heard.

"Wow...." he whispers, rolling his eyes in annoyance. He glances over his shoulder towards the front door, considering leaving and coming back later when he figured the two of you would be done.

Nope.

The forecast predicted heavy rain pour for the rest of the day with no breaks. There wasn't anywhere he could go that rivaled the warmth of his bed. Especially since he was dripping wet from the storm already.

He sighs, considering his only option.

He would have to walk past his roommate's door to get to his.

"Fuck it...." He mutters, turning away from the fridge as he closed it and exits the kitchen.

As he neared the dark hallway that led straight to his bedroom at the end of it, Kihyun notices something off-putting.

Hyunwoo's door wasn't closed. Which explained why the sounds of you moaning were so audible from the front of the apartment.

Kihyun groans inwardly as he stepped tentatively into the hallway, hoping he hadn't made his presence known to either one of you.

This was awkward enough.

From a few feet away from his room, Kihyun could just about guess how much you were enjoying whatever his roommate was doing to you.

The sounds of the mattress squeaking are perceivable as well, confirming exactly what the two of you were in the midst of.

He steps carefully over the wood floors and the sounds increase in volume as he approached Hyunwoo's door, his eyes lingering on the crack of light seeping through the thin opening.

"Just get to your room Kihyun...almost there.." he says to himself.

However, his curiosity betrays him once he steps into the small beam of light that leaked out from the bedroom. He steals a quick glance through it, catching an eyeful of skin in that split second.

He does a double take, his eyes widening slightly at the scene beyond the doorway.

Hyunwoo is completely nude, standing at the edge of his bed with you spread for him. His hands are holding you by both of your ankles, keeping them suspended in the air as he drove his dick into you over and over.

The sound of his pelvis slapping into you is obscenely loud, making it obvious how hard he was fucking you. Apart from how loud you were screaming for him.

Kihyun's lips part and his tongue skim over his bottom lip when his gaze falls onto the point of contact, watching the shaft of Hyunwoo's dick disappearing inside of your wetness over and over. He wasn't even pushing himself in, stroking you midway with only half of his dick inside of you.

"Shit..." he says to himself, considering for the first time ever how well endowed his roommate was.

At the thought, Kihyun felt all the blood

drain from his face and travel south until the bulge beneath his underwear aches.

His dick was hard at the sight and sounds of his roommate fucking his girlfriend, neither of them aware of him watching at all. Which added to the appeal in a way and he never imagined he'd be the type to get off on such a thing.

Sure, he knew Hyunwoo fucked you often when he was home but he was usually more mindful of the volume. He must have thought Kihyun wouldn't be home for a while. Naturally. It was barely noon and he usually didn't come strolling in until the early evening.

"This is wrong....this is so wrong..." he thinks. The rational part of him seemed to leap from his body and was attempting to drag him by the hand away from the cursed doorway.

But a different side of him...

A side he didn't even know he had, just couldn't look away.

Just then, Kihyun hears Hyunwoo for the first time when he lets out a few labored grunts. His abs glistened, as does the rest of his muscled body. An attractively erotic sight by itself.

But it's the way he moved that added to Kihyun's urge to grab a hold of himself through his pants.

Hyunwoo's bottom lip was trapped between his teeth and his brow furrows from the effort of him snapping into you faster and harder, making the lewd wet sounds between your legs crescendo. Other than his deeply toned grunts of exertion, his sounds pale in comparison to yours. 

You were very vocal and attractive in the ways you praised his efforts. Calling his name and gasping when he pushed himself deeper than before.

At the strain in your voice, Hyunwoo releases his bitten lip to smile and his hold on your ankles drops down to the back of your knees. He bites his lip again as he put his weight into his lean, falling into you as deep as he could go and relishing in the long drawn-out moan from you at his length.

This makes Kihyun's brow crinkle pitifully due to the way his member jumps and the ache worsens from it being trapped in his underwear.

Not being able to resist it any longer, he takes a quick glance towards the end of the hall before pushing his hand beneath the waistband of his sweats and underwear. The curve of his dick is tucked under a bit and he has to squat slightly to bring it forward to get a proper hold.

Once he has himself gripped firmly at the base, it takes some effort on his part to keep from groaning in relief at how good it felt.

He strokes himself cautiously, mindful of his limbs so as not to bump the wall or slightly ajar door inches from his face.

He checks back in just as Hyunwoo is leaning over you, rocking into you missionary style at a relaxed rhythm. Kihyun has to tilt his head a bit to spot the way Hyunwoo was looming over you now, lip still bitten with hooded eyes on your blissfully pleasured expression.

You're nearly touching at the tips of your noses and Hyunwoo rests his forearms on either side of your head before dropping his to kiss you.

A soft peck.

A lingering peck.

Then the rhythm of his hips slow to match the pace of his lips slowly parting yours, his tongue curling with yours in an open-mouthed kiss.

Kihyun feels a pang of envy in his chest at the sight of you two interacting, the intimate kiss complimenting the way he was handling your body.

The way he was rolling his torso to maintain a slow and steady stroke. The way he was now running his hand down your side, squeezing your hip and coaxing you to lift your leg higher over his waist as he kissed you.

All of these variables had Kihyun stroking himself harder, squeezing himself on the downstroke so that the beads of precum collecting at his tip begin to stain the front of his underwear. He releases a soft huff of annoyance at how confined he still felt and he promptly tugs his dick so that he's hanging over the band of his boxer briefs, now having a bit more room to jerk at himself.

Meanwhile, Hyunwoo is upping his pace. He keeps his lips on yours as he snapped his hips into you faster, rocking your body against the mattress and forcing the volume of your voice to increase again.

You break the kiss and arch up from the bed slightly at how amazing he felt inside of you, hitting every spot you needed to cum. Which you were very well on the way to doing.

"Oh fuck baby...." You exhale, your chin trembling and your eyes fluttering. Hyunwoo takes heed to what your body was telling him and he ups his ante.

Fucking you harder but maintaining his pace.

Reaching up under your armpits and digging his elbows into the mattress as his hands held you at the back of your head, simultaneously anchoring him on top of you.

"Gonna cum? Hmm?" He murmurs to you softly, his lips grazing yours as he spoke.

At the question, Kihyun felt the fuse deep from within him coming close to its end and he increased the rhythm of his hand as you responded.

"Yes..yes baby yes.." you sputtered, barely able to answer from how fast your orgasm approached. Hyunwoo hums in acknowledgment as he continued to fuck you, slamming into you hard as you begged for it.

"Oh, shit..." Hyunwoo murmurs, feeling your walls already clenching around him in preparation.

This alerts Kihyun to two things; you were about cum. Hard. And so was Hyunwoo.

Knowing that alone pushed him even closer to the edge of undoing and Kihyun's breathing increased as he fucked his fist faster.

"Oh fuck..I can feel it..." Hyunwoo groans, his controlled toned sounding less so as he surrenders to the feeling. His jaw falls slack and his forehead is now pressed against yours, his dick steadily driving into you over and over.

Kihyun matches his pace on himself, his eyes slowly beginning to roll at the thought of feeling your heat surrounding him.

Feeling you clench and quiver on his dick the closer you got to your peak.

"Don't stop! Please...don't stop!" You cry out and Hyunwoo groans in response, the strain in his expression evident as he was coming up behind you in the race towards the end.

Kihyun would most definitely be neck and neck with his roommate, his lip now tucked between his teeth and his brow furrowed as he focused all of his energy on reaching his release.

He wasn't as cautious about remaining undiscovered at this point, feeling as if all parties would be too distracted by pleasure to even care. 

As the three of them chased their high, Kihyun felt a slight weakness forming in his knees. This causes him to reach out with his free hand to lean it against the wall adjacent to the doorway for support, subsequently leaning his head back and clenching his eyes shut.

"Oh my god....." he says in tandem with you and you draw out the exclamation as your orgasm washes over suddenly, making you gasp and shudder beneath the strength of Hyunwoo's embrace.

His rhythm kicks into overdrive at this point, taking advantage of the way you were clenching and squeezing him. The added slickness from cumming makes the ride smoother for him to milk himself to the brink of exploding.

He tenses when his release hits him,  whimpering and groaning into the crook of your neck as his hips stalled out. He burrows himself deep inside of you with no mercy, hugging you close as he came.

Like kismet, the hand Kihyun has on the wall snatches away to cover his mouth to muffle the sound of him groaning as he too spilled into his fist. He stumbles away from the crack in the doorway and he carefully collides with the wall across from it in the hall.

The hand around his member is still busy at work, jerking and stroking until the entire front of his pants is stained with his seed.

"Oh fuck...fuck...what the fuck..." he whispers breathily, panting as the sizzle of his orgasm tapers out. It only takes a few seconds for his sense and clarity to settle back in and Kihyun stealthily steps away from the wall. He's mindful of his steps and how quietly he's able to open his bedroom door, only a few feet away from the couple now floating back down to earth.

Half of an hour or so passes and Kihyun had long since freshened himself up. Jumping into his shower and washed away the sweat, cum, and residual shame.

He couldn't believe what he'd just done but he decided it would be better to not dwell on it if he wanted to move on from it. It wasn't like Hyunwoo knew he was watching and if he was concerned about it, he would have made sure his door was closed.

Right?

Voyeurism wasn't something Kihyun ever imagined to be something he'd be into, being on more of the conservative side. Don't get him wrong, in the bedroom he got busy and was quite flexible but it never occurred to him that watching other people get off from such a short distance would get him off.

The more you know...

Some time skipped on and Kihyun found himself mindlessly humming a tune as he tossed some veggies in hot oil around in a skillet.

He was now dressed in a fresh pair of sweats, his brown hair still damp from his shower and his guilt-ridden anxiety from earlier drifting to the back of his mind. At least until he hears a pair of voices beyond the kitchen drawing near from the hallway.

Kihyun glances in the direction of approaching sounds and quickly schools his features as Hyunwoo and his partner come into view.

Your hair was damp and pulled up in a bun to dry and you were dressed comfortably in the clothes you came over in. You had your keys and phone in hand, along with the strap of your bag hanging over your shoulder.

Hyunwoo stands behind you near the doorway, wearing only a pair of dark sweats with his hair still dripping as well. His bare chest flexes as lifts his arms to stretch above his head as he watched you prepare to leave. He stands by while you toe'd at your shoes to slip them on.

At the sound of the food sizzling, he immediately lifts his gaze and acknowledges Kihyun's presence with a nod and Kihyun reciprocates with a tight-lipped smile.

"Hey, how long have you been home? Didn't hear you come in.." Hyunwoo perks his brow and Kihyun averts his gaze when you lift your head to look at him.

You smile politely despite him avoiding eye contact but he gives you a tiny wave to be cordial before responding to his roommate.

How the hell was he gonna be able to act normal now that he'd seen you naked, spread eagle, and exposed?

And not to mention the fact that he'd been attracted to you for while, even with you being with his roommate.

Another reason he held so much guilt. Hyunwoo was his friend as well as his roommate. Lusting after his girl was most definitely against the bro code.

Perhaps this wouldn't be as dismissible as he'd hoped.

"Um...not too long ago. Why?" He follows up and Hyunwoo pouts his bottom lip obliviously as he shrugged.

"Just asking. You're usually home later...." he shakes his head and Kihyun nods as Hyunwoo resumed his attention on you.

"Alright...let me know when you make it home ok?" He tilts his head, regarding you softly with the request. You nod with a smile, rising up on your tip toes to smooch him chastely before reaching for the door.

Hyunwoo swats your hand and grasps it himself to open it for you, making you giggle.

"Will do. See you later." You say with a wink. Hyunwoo winks back and smiles at you with fondness as you moved to step outside.

"Bye Kihyun! Good seeing you.." you call over your shoulder as you leave and Kihyun smirks at the irony of your words as he stirred at his dinner.

"Yeah.....Good seeing you too.."

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A/n: I know a voyeur and voyager are two different things. Its a play on words...Lemmelone.

*Part 2*

Just because Boyfriend Honey is in the works and its got me giddy🫠 How the hell do yall settle on a bias in Monsta X?????? Because I just cant....and I dont wanna

Tattoo: Jooheon❤️‍🔥

a/n: smooth, romantic, slow driving through the desert of the west vibes. Bonnie and Clyde/Lone Ranger/ On the Run inspired with a rough necked Jooheon risking life and limb with his ride or die beside him. Enjoy❤️

BadBoyJooheonxBlackFemOC. Raw lazy morning sex. Some violent flashbacks italicized

Vibes🎶🎧: No Ordinary Love - Sade

                   Like a Tattoo- Sade

                   Cherish the Day- Sade

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The alarm screeched offensively in her ears and the light of morning crept through her eyelids before even opening.

The air in the cheap pit stop motel was thick and hazy of mothballs, cigarette smoke and dust. But the calmness was welcomed after what the two endured the night before.

Jasmine rolls onto her back stiffly, the thin sheets clinging to her soft curves and the warmth of her lover's skin greets her waking senses.

She turns her body to align with his, the tip of her nose grazing over his shoulder blade as she scoots closer.

"Honey?" She beckons in a whisper.

Lips as soft as satin press intimately against his nape and he stirs beneath the covers.

He groans softly in protest and Jasmine continues with her lips over his skin, this time curling her hand over his waist to brush his taut abdomen.

"Baby..." she murmurs, gliding her lips down to the top of his spine. Her fingertips extends over his torso and lingers just above his naval, where he contracts reflexively to her touch.

"Its time to wake up.." she says and like a siren to the lost sailor amidst the endless seas, Jooheon is pulled from the darkness.

He sighs heavily and lays his hand over the daintier one teasing the skin below his sternum and for a moment, he doesn't move.

Neither of them do.

Only bracing themselves for the inevitable moment where time marched on and the ghosts of their past would come lurking behind every corner, seeking retribution for their sins.

She held him, counting the beats of his scarred heart.

Calm.

Even.

Steady as always despite it all.

Last night, Jooheon killed a man and on the path they chose , she knew it wouldn't be the last time he would have to.

The damnation of the deed would haunt him every waking second.

But with her tucking herself against his body so warmly, feeling her breasts pressing into his back, Jooheon could forgive the monster that he was.

Even if only for a moment.

Smoke danced from the heated barrel and furniture tumbled beneath the fallen victims weight. His back hits the carpeted floors and the growing crimson stain expands over his white collared shirt.

"Shit...shit.."

Repeated curses hiss through bared teeth beneath Jooheon's breath with wild eyes.

He touched her.

Stupid mother fucker touched her and he had it coming.

Those were the words looping through Jooheon's mind as he backed away from the subdued assailant as he exhaled his final breath.

Jasmine stands frozen in the corner of the room, covering her partial nudity with the sheet she'd torn from the bed. Her bottom lip swelled and bled from being slapped across the room, but adrenaline kept her from feeling it.

Her eyes were wide and fearful as Jooheon remained planted with his gun raised and aimed at the law enforcer's chest.

The fateful discovery of the mark's true identity set their new lives in motion as the world came to a screeching halt the moment the badge fell from his bloody fingers.

He was a cop.

Jooheon had just killed a cop.

A dirty one , no less but.

Still....

His chest rose and fell as he panted, and his hand trembled against the cold smoking steal still in his grasp.

It was supposed to be a normal sting.

She'd lure him in from the bar after boozing him up and convincing him to stay the night in a motel near by. As soon as he fell asleep, they'd rob him blind before moving on to the next town.

Simple and seamless.

No one was meant to get hurt.

Nobody was supposed to die.

"Are you alright?" He speaks over the dead deputy but the concern in his voice was intended only for her.

"Yes. Im...Im fine. Baby, is he...." She stammers but the words die along with the answer she feared.

"Did you get the money?" He interjects sharply, this time snapping his neck in her direction.

The fear in her auburn eyes deepen at Jooheon's glare.

All traces of shock and fear had dissipated and the only feeling she could detect in his eyes was cold and un-remorseful.

The eyes of a killer.

Jooheon breaks from her embrace to sit up and stretch, the mattress groaning in protest as he moves. Jasmine lifts her head curiously with a softened pout at the grotesque sight.

The wideness of his back takes up her full view and her eyes fall straight to the darkening bruises that branded his skin.

She hated how they worsened as the time passed. The night they happened, there was barely a mark. Now his honey tanned complexion was marred by blotches of red and purple under his shoulder blades from being slammed against the dresser repeatedly. It made her stomach hurt just thinking about it.

Without thinking, she reaches out to gently to trace the biggest bruise over his ribs and Jooheon flinches.

"Im sorry." she grimaces and he looks over his shoulder at her wary expression. He regards her quietly for a moment, taking note of her unwrapped bun of curls topping her head, loose strands sticking out in every direction. Her sleepy eyes were still swollen from crying and Jooehon recalled hugging her against his chest in the shower that previous night.

His brow hardened for a second before smoothing again, and he exhaled tiredly before pinching the tip of Jasmine's nose affectionately.

"For what?" He yawns and Jasmine shrugs a shoulder.

"I don't know....everything...." she simpers, avoiding his hard gaze.

Her chin begins to tremble as emotions rushed through. Jasmine was a tough girl but that only got her so far. Only Jooheon triggered something in her to melt away the hard exterior.

"Don't start.." he croons, shaking his head. The morning rasp in his voice was as soothing and attractive as it always was. Like the crackling of a fire or the soft rumble of a distant storm.

"S'too early for all that crying baby..." He slurs his sords tiredly, laying back to rest on his elbows and Jasmine huffs.

"Be honest. How bad is it? How bad does it hurt you? Should I run you a bath? Or go to a hospital?...."she suggests rapid fire and Jooheon immediately rolls over to face her. His expression was hard but his eyes softened the moment he saw the tears glistening over her face.

He reaches up to cup her cheek, his other hand on her waist to pull her closer.

"And what names would we give them?  Jooheon Lee? The cop killer...most wanted man on the southern coast.." he jokes with a sleepy smirk but Jasmine doesn't find the humor.

"That's not funny." She deadpans. Her eyes fall back towards the patterns of red and purple blotching his skin. Shes careful with her touch this time as she recounted the cause of them,blinking the violent memory away soon after.

"Ive never seen bruises this dark before and Im worried." her voice shook. Tentative fingertips hover over the corner of Jooheon's mouth that still

"Ive had worse. These are nothing. Its nothing.."he feigns and Jasmine rolls her eyes.

"How can you be so dismissive?...like none of this scares you." She shakes her head, attempting to turn away from him to get out of the bed. But she's stopped when Jooheon's hand grips her hip firmly.

"Who says Im not scared?" Jooheon smiles weakly before leaning over her body, nestling his hand against the sheets underneath her arm. He tilts his head slightly to brush the tip of his nose over hers until she giggles, taking the parted opportunity to run the tip of his tongue through the slit.

"My heart damn near stopped when I heard you scream for me. Then I walked in that room and saw you trapped underneath that son of a bitch. I was afraid. Afraid that I'd finally done it. Finally put you in a position that I couldnt get you out of. That I'd finally lost you..."

His vulnerability was accented by the way his hands went from frisky to tender, the pads of his fingers grazing the skin of her cheeks as he spoke.

"But fear never stopped me from doing what had to be done. Id kill him again. Him and whoever tries to hurt you. And I mean that shit.."

Jasmine knew he did. If she knew nothing else, she knew Jooheon was the type of man to do exactly what he says he'll do. And while it should have frightened her a little, she only felt herself falling deeper into the abyss of their love.

"I know.." she all but whispers after staring longingly into Jooheon's exhausted eyes. He smiles despite them.

"Damn right. Cuz' youre my girl. Now....Why should I go to some hospital when youre all I need? Hmm? Only you know how to take care of me..." He his voice rumbles just above a growl, fanning her lips with his warm breath.

Even first thing in the morning, Jooheon tasted of deep bourbon and cinnamon and Jasmine sighed softly at his subtle permission to enter her mouth.

He melts into her body with a sigh of his own, partially of relief and from the soreness that smarts all over his back and torso. She wasn't being dramatic in her concern for his injuries. He'd taken a beating last night but nothing in him was broken.

Nothing in him ever broke until she showed up in his life....

Broken glass, overturned and broken chairs scattered the carpet under their feet.

Jasmine blinks, unsure of what to say and she eventually steps forward timidly. Jooheon  sways as the brunt of his wounds have him staggering backward.

Before drawing his gun, he and the deputy engaged in quite the scuffle. Jooheon's back collided with several parts of the room as they exchanged blows. He was much bigger and stronger than Jooheon had anticipated. It came to a point of no choice.

It was gonna either be him or Jooheon, and that was a no-brainer.

"Babe..." Jasmine rushes toward him just as he's about to stumble back, catching his arm.

Jooheon winces at her touch, digging deep into his lip with his teeth. Wordlessly , he nods to her unsaid question, reaching under the arm she held to cradle a rib that was likely broken. He jerks his chin towards the floor and Jasmine releases him to quickly snatch up the wad of rolled cash she attempted to pull from the slumbering giant's pocket several minutes ago that lies abandoned at the foot of the tussled bed.

Jooheon stowed his weapon slowly, his eyes never leaving the motionless man steadily bleeding through the floor.

He then helps her gather her things and dress herself, his eyes shifting around the room to ensure nothing was left behind that could be traced back to them.

His eyes dart back to the deputy's legs that peaked out from the other side of the bed and swallows.

"You got everything?" he asks her and she nods, patting over her body to verify.

"Yeah. Lets go before someone hears us..." she insists and Jooheon hesitates as his eyes continuously scanned the disheveled motel room.

There was very little Jooheon regretted in his life, not even what he'd just done. It was necessary. He could hear Jasmine's muffled screams from through walls and before she could give him the signal, he kicked in the door to find the sweaty mongrel on top of her with his hands around his girl's throat.

All he saw was red.

He had to.

Jasmine shrugs on the leather jacket Jooheon loaned her from his shoulders.

She runs a shaky hand through her disheveled curls hair thoughtlessly before stepping around him towards the cracked door.

Before she can pass , Jooheon grips her by the arm and she turns to him sharply. His eyes fall straight to the bloody cut splitting her bottom lip then back up to her eyes.

"Im fine. Lets go..." she ensures, and with a gentle tug of her wrist, they were gone.

Jooheon's hands were rough from years of dirty work and fighting but when they passed over Jasmine's ignited flesh, they felt like silk. He strokes her body with the same tempered slowness of his tongue against hers.

Caressing her cheek.

Skimming over her jaw and neck.

Cupping her breast and tweaking her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

Teasing the thin scripted tattoo that tickled over the side of her ribs, where his name was forever branded on her skin.

Honey...

The sweetest taboo she'd ever be addicted to.

"Bet youre already wet for me, huh....." he exhales as his hand sneaks low between their bodies, his two fingers rushing to spread her dewy petals.

Its less a question than it is a statement.

That was something he'd grown to know of his girl.

She was always ready for him.

Ready for anything..

His fingers dip inside of her with ease and both of them let out a gratified moan between their lips. Jooheon pumps them into her slowly, pushing them so deep that his palm pressed against her clit with each pass.

Jasmine's hips rolled in attempt to dictate the rhythm of Jooheon's hand, but he maintained a steady pace while pressing upward, teasing her spot.

When she gasped, a sinful smirk crossed his lips.

"Wassup, baby?" Jooheon's morning voice rasped deep with the question, keeping his lips idled over hers. Jasmine's wetness squelched loudly against his fingers and her breath caught in her throat the fast they moved inside of her

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck, baby. Fuck me...please.." she moaned desperately while fighting back the tears as Jooheon's trigger fingers brought her close to the edge. It never took him long. He was just good like that.

His thumb swept over her clit lazily, most of his focus on making her erupt for him from the inside.

He seemed to ignore her plea, steadily stroking her expertly with the same hands he'd used to end a life just hours ago. The irony was cruel but neither of them would acknowledge it. Definitely not now.

"How you want me, baby? Deep like this?" He indulged her requests for more of him with his lips and teeth grazing her jaw.

Jooheon holds Jasmine down by her hip with his free hand as his other continued its work, fucking his fingers into her faster until he could feel the pressure building.

High-pitched breathy moans spurned Jooheon on , letting him know she was almost there. Her pussy pulsed around his fingers and squeezed them desperately.

"Yep. Yep..there you go..give it here.." he drawls, pulling Jasmine's body up from the mattress, tugging at her until she seizes under the intensity of her orgasm. Not a soul could rest with how Jasmine screamed Jooheon's name just then. Her voice raw and slightly broken, clinging to the walls of their decrepit motel room.

A labored chuckle shakes Jooheon's chest as he marveled at Jasmine's beauty with his fingers still deep inside of her to the knuckle , rubbing over her spot soothingly, coaxing as much of her milky nectar out of her that he could.

"My baby..." he growled, leaning down to kiss the tears streaming from her cheeks, knowing they stemmed from pleasure and frustration. Jooheon knew she only wanted to cum with him deep inside of her, carving his name on her soul. The way only he could. He knew it was what her body craved , to feel full and overpowered by him. But there was something indescribable about watching her unravel by the skill of his hand and the rush he felt from it.

Shortly after pulling his dripping fingers from her heat, Jooheon set out to do what he knew Jasmine needed. He spreads her legs wider, grunting as he got situated between her body and the thin sheet covering them. His underwear is pushed down roughly with one hand, and he releases a stiff sigh of relief when the air hits his sensitive skin.

The weight of Jooheon's dick slapping against Jasmine's sensitive heat sends of jolt of sensation through her, quickly waking her out of her daze and straight into anticipation mode.

Her trembling hands rush to Jooheon's waist, her arms locking her spread legs wide open and giving both of them a vivid view of their juncture. His manhood weeped a single bead from the tip as he teased it up and down through her folds. He only did that a few times before sliding right in, stretching her slowly until he bottomed out as she whimpered softly. Jooheon dropped his full weight onto Jasmine, their bare chests and heartbeats pressed together as he hinged his hips back a little.

"Ah shit.." he huffed against her cheek, leaning into her to peck her jawline with a kiss. He asks her if she's good, to which she nods frantically in response before he set out on a heart pounding pace.

Jasmine barely has the voice to moan anymore, let alone the wind, since every deep stroke knocked it out of her. Her mind was far too scrambled with pleasure to form a word anyway. So she does only what she can manage, cling to Jooheon's wide back to keep him where he was until she was spent and he'd given her everything he had in return.

The chorus of his deep throaty grunts against her neck and her breathy whines drove them both to the brink of madness, Jasmine's teary eyes already rolling back the longer Jooheon fucked her.

"Jooheon..oh god..." she cried when a sharp jab against her cervix has her seeing stars. Its a mixture of pain and pleasure she was obsessed with and became well acquainted with since meeting this man.

"Hmm?" he hums against her, snapping into her harder. Jasmine mumbled something incoherent as she hugged him tightly from inside and out. Jooheon hisses at the squeeze of her walls around him but his efforts never falter.

"You love this dick, don't you baby? Hmm? You love it?" He mouthed his way back to her lips, catching one of them between his teeth before asking again. He needed the praise the way a growing flame needed kindling. It boosted him, charged him up in ways nothing else could.

"Yes..yes I love it..I love you.." Jasmine hiccuped against his kiss, finally releasing a strangled moan when Jooheon adjusted the angle of his stroke to hit her right where his fingers just were. Although he didnt say it back, Jasmine felt every inch of his love as it roved through her tirelessly. She felt his love every time he gripped her waist as if he were afraid she'd slip away and he would have lost her forever.

Jasmine's breath quickened and from the sound of her keening moans, Jooheon felt her nearing the precipice. He braced himself for another beautiful disaster while getting lost in her.

"Fuck....Yes, Come on. Cum for me baby. Cum on it if you love it.." he huffed, putting everything he has into making her body shake. His rhythm gradually becomes staggered, all while his hands held her ass up right where he needed it.

Her voice had gone hoarse and her mouth stale from panting, but it was enough to have Jooheon's control wavering.

Jasmine could tell he was just as close to cumming as she was and the lust drunk vixen inside of her would do whatever it took for that to happen.

"Cum inside me...please. I want you so deep baby..." she moans for him, knowing it was exactly what he needed to hear. She wanted his seed deep in her womb. Damn the consequences, she'd deal with them later.

Jooheon squeezed her hips hard enough to leave bruises as he slapped into her faster and faster.

Both of them hadnt realized how transfixed they were with watching Jooheon damn near splitting Jasmine in half until they looked at eachother. Jasmine blinks away the blur from her vision in time to lock eyes with her lover.

Her pain. Her anchor. Her gravity.

All of that reflected in his wounded stare. His furrowed brow that was still sliced at its arch from the deputy's right hook. His bottom lip strained between his teeth as he gradually allowed himself to get lost in her, but his eyes remained locked on hers as if she would be the one to help him find his way back.

"Honey I love you..."she blurts, the fresh tears glittering her fixed gaze on Jooheon's overwhelmed expression.

With one final slam of his hips and an emphatic grunt, Jooheon pressed himself as deep as Jasmine's body would allow him, puttung him flush against her sensitive cervix. Her legs wrapped around him and locked him deep inside of her, both of them moaning in sync until both of them came undone.

Their eyes never left eachothers, not even when Jooheon's dick pumped waves of cum into her pulsating heat. They held eachother in the reflection of their souls until one of them relents. This time its Jasmine, as she goes limp beneath him with her nails dragging lazily over his shoulder blades.

Their bare chests played a game of push and pull with their synchronized panting, Jooheon's muscles flexing subtly as he slowly pushed himself up.

With a few lingering kisses between them, he slowly pulls out of Jasmine with a breathy groan that sends a chill up her spine. He wouldnt know based soley on how she appeared to him though, eyes barely open and serene faced.

She would go back to sleep if he left there undisturbed long enough, but both of them knew with the rising sun, came reality.

"Alright babe..C'mon. We gotta move.." Jooheon sighs, grunting as he climbed off of her tiredly, tapping her upper thigh just enough to cause her skin to ripple. She mumbles in protest but ultimately obeys as she too rolled off the bed, both them setting out to get freshened up and dressed quickly for check out.

They resented it but was indeed time to move. With news of a dead cop circling local news , along with grainy CCTV footage of a man and a woman fleeing the crime scene hand in hand on loop, it was in the couples best interest to not stay in the same place for long.

They had no other choice after all..

Her hands didn't shake when she pulled back on the gun, loading the chamber with a bullet seamlessly as if she'd been doing it her entire life. The sun was high and the wind were graceful on their drive through the barren land of sienna sands and tumble weed. Jooheon's dark hair tossled with the breeze as he drove with his elbow resting in the window sill.

Smoke swirled from the Newport tucked between his fingers and he lifts it to his lips for one more drag before flicking it carelessly to the breeze. He exhales the smoke through his nose as he glances over at his passenger, smirking fondly at how comfortable she'd become handling his weapon.

Admittedly, it was kind of sexy.

"You know what you doing over there?" He snarks, turning to put his attention back on the endless road and Jasmine scoffs.

"Id hope so, or the guy who showed me dont know shit either." She perks her brow as she switched the safety back with a smirk that matched Jooheon's. He scowls over at her briefly with a bitten lip and reaches over to pinch the skin of her neck playfully, making her shrug into his hand and giggle.

"Ouch! Quit" she snaps but Jooheon was only getting started. He contiues poking and pinching her playfully in the places he knew her to be most ticklish. Jasmine retaliates by poking him in the ribs, forgetting about his injuries, and Jooheon recoils with a sharp hiss.

"Ah ah..Chillchillchill..." he chuckles in surrender, seeming to be yield as Jasmine's smile vanished. She huffs in annoyance , lightly tapping Jooheon's uninjured shoulder to scold him. But it was hard to stay mad at him when he got into these playful moods, which occurred far and few between now that their lives had taken such a serious turn.

"Why do you play so damn much?! You know youre hurt but wanna start shit..." she fusses ineffectively and Jooheon stifles his laughter while rubbing at his tender ribs.

" 'cause Im a shit starter, duh..." he snarks, poking his tongue out between his teeth as he smirked. Even with his wounds, he was still as fine as he could be. Jasmine rolls her eyes.

"Whatever..focus on driving Mr.Shit Starter..."

Jooheon bites his lip to keep his tongue at bay, maintaining the control over the '64 Impala with his driving hand secured on the steering wheel. Only the sounds of the radio playing and the engine revving as Jooheon accelerated filled the open space between them. Jasmine was leaning against her side of the car, her gaze on the desert landscape while her partners dimpled grin flashed in her direction mischievously. He stole glances from the road to continue pestering her by poking her side until she comically threatens him with violence.

Just then, a jackrabbit appears out of nowhere and dashes across the road. Out of reflex, Jooheon's right arm extends towards Jasmine and presses her against her seat as he swerved to avoid ringing the dinner bell for the vultures stalking the skies. The whole car jerks sharply and straightens back on it's path, its driver cursing under his breath.

"Little fucker.." Jooheon mutters with disdain as he watched the varmint kicking up dust as it shrunk in the distance via his side view.

"Its not the rabbit's fault you can't drive. Better stop playing so much." Jasmine scolds him with a giggle, her hand carressing his protective arm. Jooheon kissed his teeth arrogantly at the mirror before relaxing, returning that dominant arm to the task of controlling the steering.

"Yeah yeah..You just make sure youve got a good handle on that gun, maam. Before you fuck around and shoot a hole through my dash.." He smirks over at her and Jasmine rolls her eyes. Mainly because of how old that joke was getting. He just loved to tease her over how green she was compared to him, although it was what he loved about her most.

"I know what Im doing. Shut up." She wrinkles her nose cutely, promptly stowing the 9mm safely in its place below her seat.

"Youre the one whose always handing it to me in the first place. You must be prepared for me to shoot someone with it.." she adds and Jooheon shakes his head.

"I prefer you didn't. Not until I have a chance to really teach you how to handle it. For now, I just need you to know how to reload it just in case I...." he pauses, something in his rear view snagging his attention.

"Just in case what?.." Jasmine parrots, her brow creasing in worry.

Jooheon doesnt respond immediately, his jaw tensing slightly as he checked his other mirrors. He squints at the shape of a vehicle speeding up in thier lane behind them.

It had been back there a while, and Jooheon had been inconspicuously monitoring it since leaving the last city.

It wasnt until they'd crosses into another state that he began to wonder if that truck was just coincidentally heading the same way as them, or if they were being followed.

Jooheon couldn't shake the paranoia, leading the type of life he did, but its heightened by the fact that it wasnt just himself he had to worry about anymore.

He wordlessly offers his palm to Jasmine, the known signal for her to quickly pass him his gun.

She does so, her hands trembling now that there seemed to be an immentnt threat, but Jooheon remains as cool as he always did. He sits up in his seat slightly, checking his mirrors again as the vehicle drew closer.

"What?" Jasmine tried to hide the panic in her voice as best as she could. Jooheon nods towards the rear view mirror and Jasmine turns her body slightly to look behind them. Noting the approaching SUV, she frowns.

Jooheon cranes his neck, squinting at the vehicles reflection suspicously.

"That look like an undercover to you?" He asks and Jasmine's eyes go wide.

"Undercover? Like a cop?"her voice breaks

and Jooheon nods sharply, toggling his sharp gaze between the road and the trucks reflection in his mirror.

"You think a cop is following us?" Jasmime tenses and Jooheon shrugs a shoulder calmly.

"I don't know. Just got a weird feeling. Sit back.."

Jasmine hadn't noticed she was fully facing the backseat, straining her neck to see behind their car. She quickly rights herself, sinking in the seat a little as if to hide.

"What do you mean you don't know? You think its a cop?" She asks again while sneaking another look back. A large hand curls over her thigh, giving it a reassuring squeeze before returning to the matte black handgun nestled in his lap.

"Just chill, baby..." Jooheon speaks calmly as he sensed Jasmine's anxiety. Not that she could help it. Anything that had Jooheon on guard made her nervous.

"Im chill, I promise..." she huffs, looking back towards the unidentified vehicle.

From what Jasmine could see, they were being tailed by a large SUV for a while but she hadn't noticed since it kept its distance until now. It had very dark tint, even on the windshield , so she could barely make out the silhouette of the driver. It could be anyone behind them. A stranger. An enemy...

As her brain thumbed through its rolodex of potential antagonists, Jasmine hadn't realized that the SUV had gotten close enough for her hear it's engine. Jooheon tightens his jaw, as well as his grip on the gun in his lap with his keen eye on his rear view mirror.

She wasn't so sure what was going on in that mind of his, but surely shooting their way out of the situation wasn't it.

It couldn't be. If whoever was behind them was indeed law enforcement, resorting to gunplay would be suicide.

The SUV pulls up closer, just enough to hear the bass of music bumping inside of it. Jooheon maintains his speed, not wanting to provoke a chase while keeping his steady hand on his lap. If he felt any fear at all, Jasmine couldn't tell.

Fucking with a cop was like poking a hornet's nest. Trigger one and the swarm ensues. That was the worst possible outcome and for all they knew, backup was already on the way and they were just sitting ducks on the highway.

If it came to a fight, Jooheon wouldnt go out without one if running wasnt an option.

"No...not like this. Please.." Jasmine prayed to herself. It was quite audacious for her to believe any higher power would be listening after the things she's done, but she couldnt help but hope.

"Please.." she whispers shakily just as the SUV revved closer.

After a silent stand off seemed to occur between him and the driver behind them, the SUV switches lanes and accelerates to pass their car. It then crosses in front of them, only to speed off well over the limit.

"Son of a bitch" Jooheon hissed, his grip loosening on the steering wheel.

Both he and Jasmine sigh, Jooheon puffing his cheeks before passing the gun back to her carefully.

"We're good." he exhales, still eyeing the unsuspecting vehicle as it zoomed off in the distance. Jasmine felt as if her heart had stopped beating the moment their cars were closest, a haunting vision of the grim reaper behind the wheel, ready to take them both away to place to pay for their many sins.

Jooheon shoots her a quick look when she says nothing, noting the trepidation in her expression, before reaching over to pinch her chin with a half-hearted smile.

"Hey, we're ok. Relax.."

Easy for him to say.

"This time..." she mutters, turning her face to slip from his hold. She quickly reaches up to dab away the tear pricking the corner of her eye before exhaling.

Jooheon's gun felt heavier than usual in her lap and her gaze falls on it as a grim fact reared its head.

"You need to teach me." she says and Jooheon's brow creases with confusion.

With his eyes still trained ahead, he frowns.

"Teach you?"

"How to shoot. How to fight. Something! I cant just sit here while you do eveything to protect us. I need to be able to protect you too."

"For what? I do well enough protecting myself." he almost laughs but Jasmine saw nothing funny.

"Still. You can't drive and shoot Jooheon. What if something did happen and you were hurt? More than you already are. I feel so damn useless.." She rolls her eyes, turning her body slightly to face the door.

Jooheon's smirk faded at the insecurity in Jasmine's voice. He looks over at her, watching her shrink in her seat beside him as she watches the desert zoom past them.

A hard lump of realism catches in Jooheon's throat as he considers the suggestion. Immediately, the image of her being willing to put herself in danger to protect him threatens to yank his heart from his chest.

"Hey.." Jooheon reaches over with his hand palm side up. Jasmine's eyes go to it then to his unreadable profile. She places her hand in his without hesitation and Jooheon lifts it to his lips, grazing her knuckles with a kiss.

"You have my heart Jas."

Jasmine's brows lift at the hint of vulnerabilty seasoning his words. He must have sensed her knowing since he didnt look at her, keeping his eyes on the road ahead as he spoke.

"Every vein. Every beat. It's you. You know that right?" he hardens his glare, swallowing against the tension. Jasmine kept her gaze on the side of his face, tucking her bottom lip as she nodded.

"I do."  she confirms after several beats. Jooheon visibly relaxes at the response, swallowing again. He sighs as if the weight of his feelings wore on him so heavily, that just saying them brought some relief.

"Good. So maybe just.. hold onto it for me? Because that's all I need from you. Keep being my reason. I can teach you how to handle a gun and how to think if it brings you peace of mind. Just please know that you will never be usueless. Not to me, not to anyone. So never say that shit, ok?"

Jasmine's brow crinkled as she digested his words. His feelings werent new to her. As it was stated before, Jasmine felt Jooheon's love in every thing he did. The way he looked at her. The way he touched her. The way he'd grip her thigh when he drove or the way he tussled with a man twice his size to protect her. She knew without a shadow of a doubt that he loved her, but to hear him say it in his own way just now....

Her pause was expected and Jooheon found amusement in her silence as he looked over, giving her hand a gentle squeeze.

"No need to dirty these pretty hands of yours, baby. But should you ever need to shoot somebody, make sure youre aiming.." he winks, reiterating his gentle tease before their drive took a serious turn. Jooheon lets out a hearty laugh when he notices Jasmine's scowl melting into a reluctant smile.

"Whatever." she rolls her eyes playfully, making Jooheon chuckle. She tries to reclaim her hand, but its kept locked within her man's grip possessively.

"Naw, listen. You said you wanted to learn and that was part of your first unofficial lesson." he teases again, tightening his hold on Jasmine's hand since he knew she'd try to swat at him if he didn't. At his resistance to let go, the heaviness from before dissipated completely and Jasmine allows herself to laugh again. He is talent for manipulating the mood never ceased to amaze her.

"You get on my nerves.." she giggles, surrendering to Jooheon's charm yet again. For the first time in minutes, Jasmine feels her heartbeat's rhythm simmer down to a resting pace, knowing it had everything to do with Jooheon's calming nature. She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth and shook her head before continuing.

"..and you know , I'm ok with leaving the shooting part up to you for now. To be honest, just holding it for you when you drive makes me feel kind of dangerous.." she admits cutely and Jooheon flashes her a dimpled grin.

"Oh, you are dangerous. Trust me.."

Even though she detected sarcasm in his tone, there was an underlying implication of his words that had Jasmine wondering if he really meant that. She never asked him though.

Jooheon doesn't say another word, merely pulling up Jasmine's hand and brushing another kiss over it. Their fingers remain interlocked as he cruised silently with a hardened stare over the steering wheel.

Eventually, Jooheon knew everything would catch up to him. Before Jasmine entered his life, it didnt bother him one bit. He accepted his fate and could handle his karma. But he also knew Jasmine didn't deserve any of this.

But he also wasn't good enough of a man to let her go...

The landscape of scorching sands, burnt sienna dunes and cyan skies that faded into pink stretched on with the faded concrete chasing the ombre horizon. They'd been traveling all day, putting hundreds of miles between them and the fate that would never stop chasing. As tiresome it was to be on the run, buying them another day together would always be worth it.

Jasmine shifts her head against the cushioned headrest to admire Jooheon as he focused on getting them somewhere safe for the night, the lights of a distant city already glittering ahead.

His profile, those hard and focused eyes as if he was drowning in his thoughts, was just a beautiful as it always was. Despite the bloodied bruises that marred the corner id his mouth and brow.

He would always be enough.

Even if he was complicated.

So. Fucking. Complicated....

But he was hers. Engrained. Engraved in ink and blood for eternity.

And she'd wear it proudly, just like a tattoo.