Seonghwa Smut - Tumblr Posts

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╰─▗ ▘➤𖥸 attention please

warnings: thigh humping, pet names, hongjoong being down bad for reader (while I am down bad for him), established relation

꒰ risa's note ꒱ hope you guys enjoy!

"joongie~~~ you said five minutes later it's been an hour now, you liar" you whined at your boyfriend who was sitting beside you ( well you had your legs up in the air while your head was facing the ground) on the couch . his fingers working tirelessly on the laptop typing away his assignment "i know baby I know just a few minutes more hmm later we can do whatever you want ok" he reassured you while holding your hand. you grumbled at him but nevertheless your sat up straight and grabbed your phone, you were mindlessly scrolling through TikTok when an idea popped up in your head, you hurriedly got up and went to your room you did look behind to see if joong was staring fortunately he wasn't. you changed into his hoodie which was long enough to look like a dress discarded your panties and sprayed some pheromone perfume on your neck and collarbone.

as you joined joong again on the couch this time you sat close to him head on his shoulder and draping one leg over his own and pushed your core slightly on the side of his leg and grabbed your phone again to look busy. completely oblivious to your real intentions he just smiled at you and went back to work, but he wasn't able to focus anymore as the scent of perfume hit his nostrils literally making his mind go blank his dick started to throb a little in his sweats he looked at you and quickly caught one what you were trying to do but pretended not to notice which was actually really hard for him as he no longer gave a fuck about his assignment anymore he just wanted to to be inside you, your tight warm walls hugging him just right but he wanted you to give in first as your started the game first.

you sat there waiting and waiting for the perfume to work its magic so you can get dicked down right here on the couch but 15 minutes passed and no response from his side disappointed you, so decided to take matters into your own hands and started to rock your hips back and forth on his leg sneakily while watching a video but you weren't sneak enough and hongjoong stared down at you smirked at your action so to not disrupt your pleasure he put aside his laptop and grabbed onto your buttocks lifting you and on his lap the sudden movement caught you off guard but shocked gasp that left soon turned into a short moan as he pushed you down forcefully on his thigh and rocked you back and forth "if you wanted my attention baby you could have just said" (ohh the hypocrisy) " joong please more please" you grabbed his hands and bought them under your hoodie resulting in the hoodie to ride up enhancing the view of your bare cunt rubbing on his leg "fuck baby no panties you were that needy oh my poor baby"

he discarded the hoodie from your body as his started to mould your boobs, fingers pinching the perked nipple as he sucked on one while you humped yourself on his lap, he occasionally flexed his leg to help you reach your high, your eyes closed, one hand on his chest and the other behind you on his leg to brace yourself "ahh fuck so good" eyes fixated on your fucked out expression god you could ask him for anything at this moment and he would have bought it at your feet no questions asked. he dragged one hand down to your cunt rubbing it furiously "that's it baby that's it go on make a mess on my thigh" his encouragement bought you near the edge as your moans and pace increased signalling your high "hah ahhh fuck fuck fuck" you grabbed at his shoulder tightly as the euphoric waves passed through your whole body you cried at the euphoric feeling as it was too good to hold back, you bit your lip to contain your moans you slowly stopped your movement to catch your breath. but as your looked up to see hongjoong mesmerized by such erotic sight it for him cumming in his sweats like teenager you chuckled at when you figured it out that had came untouched you bent down to capture his lips in passionate kiss as your hands went south and started rubbing him from his sweats he moaned in your mouth encouraging you but you pulled away your lips to whisper against his "will you let me use you as my fuck toy joongie, pretty please baby" he groaned and threw his head back while whispering a silent 'please' so you knew you had his consent and went straight to business.

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╰─▗ ▘➤𖥸 rider!seonghwa

꒰ risa's note ꒱ very rushed and poorly written for any mistakes I am sorry i wrote this when I was half awake enjoy <3

warnings: pussy eating, sloppy make outs, choking, fingering, humping, blowjobs, marking/branding, bike ride seonghwa AHHHHHHH

rider!seonghwa who your friends told you was bad news

rider!seonghwa from whom you decided to keep your distance

rider!seonghwa who started to sit next to you in class and you got to know that he was actually not that bad as people made him

rider!seonghwa who was actually really charming and a kind gentleman

rider!seonghwa who was always clad in black clothes from head to toe

rider!seonghwa who always rode his sleek black bike to university

rider!seonghwa with whom you were paired for a project

rider!seonghwa who invited you to his house for the project and you saw his man cave which was adorable

rider!seonghwa with whom you fell in love the moment he told you his love and passion for Legos

rider!seonghwa who took you on a date to Lego store after your project

rider!seonghwa who bought you Lego flowers to build together as they would never die but he also bought you real flowers too

rider!seonghwa with whom you rode a bike for the first time but he kept checking back on you with reassuring pats and squeezes on your thigh

rider!seonghwa who dropped you off at home with a kiss on your forehead

rider!seonghwa who took you out on several dates and always dropped you home with a gift in hand, a soft kiss on your forehead and heart filled with warmth and love for him

rider!seonghwa who asked you to be his girlfriend after your 6th date

rider!seonghwa who trapped you against the door of your apartment as he kissed you like a starved man when you said yes.

rider!seonghwa who always picked and dropped you off university or anywhere you wanted to go

rider!seonghwa who always had his hand in your back pocket lightly groping or patting your ass.

rider!seonghwa who bought matching helmets for you

rider!seonghwa who would bring you along with him for his races but he rarely took part in them

rider!seonghwa with whom you had sloppy and heated make outs sometimes on your couch, sometimes his bike and sometimes empty classrooms.

rider!seonghwa who loved to mark you with his brand so everyone knows you are off limits.

rider!seonghwa who not only litters your chest with love bites but your stomach and thighs are also a victim of his branding.

rider!seonghwa who is a pussy drunk maniac, he never gets up from between your legs until your a crying and shivering mess

rider!seonghwa who loves to eat your pussy sloppily, he takes his time there kissing and licking your clit as his fingers work there way inside you.

rider!seonghwa who loves to manhandle you in any position he likes his favorite being when you ride him while wearing the helmet

rider!seonghwa who loves eating you out before any of his races as you are his lucky charm

rider!seonghwa who has fucked you several times on his bike with the engine on as the vibrations added more the pleasure

rider!seonghwa whose bike you humped as he revved the bike increasing your pleasure as he saw your moans getting high pitched

rider!seonghwa who chokes you either with his gloved hand around your throat or gloved fingers down your throat

rider!seonghwa who loves it when you give him blowjobs when he drives you both to deserted places

rider!seonghwa who loves when you send him pictures with you mounted on his bike in nothing but in knee high socks and the helmet he bought you

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╰─▗ ▘➤𖥸 rockstar!hongjoong

꒰ risa's note ꒱ god ik most of y'all have seen the video of hongjoong singing guerrilla like omfg his voice, his growl, his neck veins god i love this man sm <3 so just everything I was feeling seeing that video + did you saw the way he grabbed the bar over his head to sing 👺 omg choke m- anyway enjoy

warnings: nipple play, marking, slapping ass, pussy eating, giving head, fucking (taking about positions), nudes, nasty pictures, cockwarming, squirting

rockstar!hongjoong who you have been dating for a year now

rockstar!hongjoong who claims you as his lucky charm so you are always present at his rehearsals or concerts

rockstar!hongjoong who points at you as he sings his part of song

rockstar!hongjoong whose kisses are sloppy but filled with love and passion, and always kisses you as a reaches backstage

rockstar!hongjoong whose body is filled with adrenaline and just wants to bend you over and fuck you till you pass out

rockstar!hongjoong whose hands roam all over you body during kisses, which gets you all hot and bothered but you push him away as half the concert is still remaining

rockstar!hongjoong who gets all hard when he glances at you, to see you palming your boobs with the hazy and lust filled stare you were giving him

rockstar!hongjoong who gives you that killer smile of his to let you know that your are fucked after the stunt you pulled

rockstar!hongjoong who wastes no time in the car and pulls you over his lap, lips hurriedly attacking your neck as his hands roams all over your body (poor driver)

rockstar!hongjoong whose hands travel inside your blouse palming your boobs, he unbuttons your blouse pushing your bra down so he is eye level with you boobs

rockstar!hongjoong who takes one of your nipples in his mouth and starts to suck like a child while his hand pinches and slap your other boob providing both nipples with the rightful attention

rockstar!hongjoong who fucking loves it when you ride him so he can peacefully ogle at your boobs as they bounce in front of him fuck you were so perfect

rockstar!hongjoong who loves to slap and grope your ass during sex

rockstar!hongjoong who obviously loves doggy style as he ravishes in the view of his dick moving in and out of your cunt

rockstar!hongjoong who loves marking you up so your whole body yes your whole body is covered with his marks

rockstar!hongjoong who is fucking incredible with his fingers along with his tongue

rockstar!hongjoong whom you can't pull away from you cunt until you are about to pass out

rockstar!hongjoong who is a messy pussy eater, lapping up at all your juices so none goes to waste

rockstar!hongjoong who loves when you give him head. after a concert in the car, a quickie before the concert, or while he is working in his studio he loves it and would do anything for your mouth to be wrapped around him

rockstar!hongjoong who loves cock warming with you as he works and you sit atop of him looking pretty

rockstar!hongjoong who starts to thrust upwards in you while holding you with one hand down and records those soft moans to later on use them in his music

rockstar!hongjoong who wears lots of rings so when he is knuckles deep in you he especially loves to wear as he knows they drive you crazy and you end up squirting

rockstar!hongjoong who made you squirt one time accidentally due to overstimulation but after that he made it his goal to always have you squirting around him

rockstar!hongjoong whose necklaces dangle in your face as he fucks you missionary, you love the cold feeling they provided as he bend down to capture your lips in a kiss

rockstar!hongjoong who fucking loses it as you sometimes bite down on his necklace to control your screaming as he urges you to cum for him for the 5th time

rockstar!hongjoong who has nudes of you in his phone (with your consent)

rockstar!hongjoong who sometimes takes pictures of you and himself during sex. pictures of your mouth wrapped around his dick, his lips around your nipples, a mirror picture where his both hands are holding your boobs while you sit on his lap in black knee high socks, and his favorite which you took when you were riding his face your hands in his hair while he gave a pussy drunk looks eyes hazy and teary and many more.

rockstar!hongjoong whose thrust sometimes becomes too powerful so he has to grip tightly on the headboard of the bed to hold himself up

rockstar!hongjoong who stares at the mirror and smiles when he sees the crescent shapes on his arm , shoulder, waist and even sometimes on his ass a reminder of you on him

rockstar!hongjoong who you love and adore the most with your whole heart and would fight the whole world for him if the need arises.

not proof read and this piece is a mess i just wrote down whatever came to my head and totally based on the feelings I had when I saw rockstar!hongjoong

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╰─▗ ▘➤𖥸 please baby

warnings: face sitting (obv), mingi is asleep but everything is done under consent, cursing, just wow writing this made me horny be careful 😔, hair gripping

you laid wide awake in your bed with your boyfriend lying beside you snoring away, it was still too early to get up and start your day so you laid there. eyes staring up at the ceiling with no interest but you were grumpy and why would you ask? because you were horny like incredibly horny that was the first reason why you were up so early you had tried to bring yourself to relief with your fingers but it was no where helpful to bring to close the release you wanted. your eyes moved away from the ceiling and to your boyfriend staring at him your mind went back to the conversation you had with him a few days ago (short summary that if any of you was needy and the other was sleeping you guys had consent to use them for your pleasure) so you thought about it contemplating if you should take an action or not mostly because you were shy, but the more you stared at his lips and his perfect nose the desire to have his face buried deep in your cunt made your find fuzzy and inner thighs wet due to your leaking arousal so a few more minutes of staring at him you made your final decision.

fortunately he was already on his back but his face was as sideways so you turned his head facing the ceiling but now you hovered over his face, both your thighs were around his neck, his button up shirt you wore to bed was clutched in you hands soft gasp left your mouth as you saw the view beneath you warmth crawled all over your body mind cloudy with need. fuck this was so hot you never knew this position could leave you this breathless and you hadn't even done anything. soft snores left his mouth which directly fanned over your wet cunt resulting in soft moans from your mouth, slowly you lowered yourself on his mouth as his lips came in contact with your cunt soft gasps left your mouth, you didn't dared to look down but braced yourself holding onto the headboard and started to roll your hips gently "fuck baby please wake up I need you" you threw your head back, one hand now tangling in your hair pulling at your roots just like how mingi did , you unconsciously began to move faster eager to reach your high soo too lost in the pleasure your dismissed the movements occuring beneath you. mingi couldn't grasp what was happening so abruptly opened his eyes to the marvelous view your provided him, it took him a few seconds to register what was happening and boy was he glad for the happening.

he bought his hands to your hips pushing you completely down on his mouth, as he started to suck and lap up at your juices groaning as he did you screamed at the sudden sensation "please mingi please I am soo close please baby" you pulled your head back and stared down at him, eyes blown away and fixated on you as he rapidly lapped up on your cunt , your hand tangled in his hair slightly tugging to assure him that he was doing amazing as your not in your right mind so even form a sentence the knot in your stomach tightened by each passing second and then it finally snapped, your shrieked and thrashed above him trying to remove his mouth from your cunt as the pleasure full waves striked you in full swing but he was too engrossed in it and the tightened his grip around you more. as you came down from your high his arms released you resulting in you falling to his side face first in the bed with your legs twitching like crazy "the best fucking way to wake up, thank you baby" he murmured against your head his morning voice raspy and low but you couldn't register his words too immersed in the aftereffects of the immense orgasm so you just hummed and allowed him wrap his arms around you falling deep into sleep.

i don't go to sleep, i cum too sleep ;)

🗒 ❛ drabble: jongho x female reader ༉‧₊˚✧

warnings: fingering, dirty talk

"fuck baby look at you dripping down my fingers, fuck yes tell me, tell me whose making you feel this good huh" his name left your mouth like a mantra, too fucked out to form coherent words as the only thing that mattered to you was how his fingers were relentlessly strumming in and out of you dripping cunt, your back against his chest while his legs intertwined with you forbidding you to close on him, your head rolled back along with your eyes "jongho fuck yes right there baby please let me cum, please am so close" he obliged to your words and picked up his pace while twisting your nipple in his other hand, his face nestled in you neck leaving behind pink blossoms, he groaned as he felt your walls enclosing around his fingers so he plunged his fingers deep inside you hitting the spongy spot so with a scream you creamed his fingers tears rolling done your cheeks as the pleasuring waves rushed through you, jongho gripped your waist to hold your quivering figure down, but his fingers still moved in and out of you to help you ride your high, he chuckled and stared at the mess that was leaking on the floor between your legs "such a good girl, now cum ride my face baby"

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꒰ risa's note ꒱ y'all requested this to be a long fic after this so here it is ;) hope you guys like it 💕

PAIRING: rider! park seonghwa x f! reader (est relation)

SUMMARY: you are so horny and your boyfriend isn't here to tend to you so what do you do?

WARNING: bike humping, slut calling, cursing, dirty talk, unprotected sex, doggy style on bike, bodily fluids on bike, bike sex, reader fainting due to intensity of orgasm, not proof read

you stare mindlessly at the tv while chewing your bottom lip, your legs pressed together to somehow calm your dying need of relief, you were alone in your house so you could help yourself out but after you started dating hwa your toys or your fingers haven't been able to help you reach your orgasm but maybe if you tried harder your toys could be useful but your loving boyfriend had hidden then from you well and you also weren't allowed to use them without his permission. your groaned and fell back against the couch going more restless second by second, turning the tv off you decided to snoop around again for the sake of finding your toys, you had checked your guys bedroom, guestroom, bathroom, even kitchen but they were no where to be found the only place you hadn't checked was the garage so you decided to head towards the direction of it.

the garage was also labeled as hwa's office (kinda) as he mostly spent his time there fixing and tuning his bike and sometimes his friends too so you had some hope that your toys could be there, as you opened the door you were greeted with the dimly lit up room so decided to turn on the lights and started to search for your belongings, the garage was well organized and clean so you it didn't took you much time to scan out the whole room, now standing in the middle on the room glaring at seonghwa in the picture that was hanging on the wall "fucking asshole" you muttered under your breath, you were about to head out when your gaze fell on the dark blue sleek bike standing there.

this bike was gifted to you by your boyfriend but you still didn't knew how to drive well so it was standing in the garage for most of the time, your feet moved forward in the direction of it admiring it when suddenly an idea popped up in your head, for 5 solid minutes you stood there contemplating your decision but your arousal grew more as you thought about it, without wasting much time you discarded your shorts and panties now just in a baggy shirt you grabbed the keys from the shelf and started the bike and revved it a bit the sound echoing through the whole room.

after examining the bike stand so you won't fall off you got on the bike, a low moan leaving your mouth as your bare wet core came in contact with the cold metal frame, steading yourself on it you started humping on it, the vibrations causing your cunt to flow like a river, after moving cautiously on it you started to increase your pace because the only thing on your mind was to achieve your deserved orgasm, a high pitched moan left your mouth as you revved the bike a bit more fuck did that felt like heaven, your hands slithered there way in your shirt pulling it off as you fingers pinched your nipples, the room filled with the sounds of your needy moans and bike engine.

as you felt the knot in your stomach was about to combust you increased your pace, now grinding faster chasing after the blissful feeling, revving the bike a bit more your orgasm rushed over you leaving you a panting and shivering mess, with teary eyes and swollen red lips from biting a complete fucked out mess.you turned off the bike , as you caught your breath, eyes closed and head limply resting against the handle of the bike the presence of your boyfriend went unnoticed by you, who was at loss of words starting at you both in shock and amazement, the whole ordeal made him hard as a rock and the only thing going through his mind was how good he was about to fuck you so next time you wouldn't be able to find relief with your new toy.

silently taking his own gear off except the gloves he now stood there in the room in a black tank top and his underwear and moved his feet in your direction, as he now stood hovering over he gently laid his hands on your plump hips, the sudden contact caused you to jerk up now face to face with your loving boyfriend "hwa when did you-u got home?" you asked him still in shock "just in time to watch the whole slutty show my slutty lover puts on behind me hmmm am I right my lil slut" " yeh did you liked it baby" you giggled and asked him as his hands started to roam around your body "fuckin' *kiss* loved *kiss* every *kiss* sec *kiss* of *kiss* it *kiss* baby *kiss*".

seonghwa's tongue was now intertwined with your own, his gloved hands on your hips and breasts groping and slapping them equally providing them with attention, your own hands tangled up in his hair and palming his aching cock "am gonna fuck you so good your new toy wont be of use anymore" he murmured against your lips diving again for a sloppy kiss "oh yeah prove it baby" taking your words as a challenge he detached his lips form yours and got behind you on the bike his feet still on the ground due to his height, lifting your hips up from the frame he glanced at the mess you made, cursing under his breath that 'how fucking hot is that' he pushed his boxers down, his cock sprang up tip angry red and leaking "arch for me baby" he ordered and you did as he said and arched your back now both your holes on display for him.

he grabbed your ass cheeks in his gloved hands pulling them more apart and spat on your already leaking cunt, groaning at the sight, he grabbed his cock and pushed only the head in teasing you "hwaaa~ you afraid of the chal- ahh fuck" before you could complete your sentence he rammed himself inside you till his balls smacked against your core, taking your arms in his one hand he held them on your back completely restricting you from any movement and with other he turned on the bike and revved it harshly while moving balls deep inside you "feelin' so good baby fuck", you mouth now only spewing moans and curses about how 'good it feels' while tears fell from your eyes.

seomghwa kept ramming in you hard and fast while his hand smacked and smoothed your ass cheeks each at a time making your mind hazy and stars in your eyes as your second orgasm rushed over you "fuck did you just came baby noo we were suppose to cum together come on give me another" he revved the bike again making you scream due of the sensitivity leaning down against your back his pace became inhumane while he nipped and sucked at your neck and shoulders, you were sure if it wasn't for him to be still standing you would have gone flying forward as a result of his pace "cummin' huh ahh cummin' cummin" you managed to speak some words in between the train of your moans "yes baby give it to me just like that" he buried his face in your back as he groaned his heart out as your walls clenched tightly around his cock, as he coated your walls white with his own cum.

both of your figures shivering and twitching, you both sat there for awhile catching your breaths after a few minutes of seonghwa detached himself from you his hands leaving your arms as the limply fell off your sides and pulled himself out of you, he stared in awe as both your juices seeped out of your whole and ran down the bike making him almost hard again taking a mental picture of it he, helped you off the bike and turned it off now carrying you in bridal style as you fell asleep (or fainted due the pleasure) seeing your sleepy state he took it as a win that he definitely won the challenge.

now this is totallyyyyy fictional but never try this irl man we don't know what might happen so stay safe and don't try doing weird shit this just fictional purposes

My fur kid (Yoongi) decided today isn’t the day to write more Seonghwa yandere smut, she said cuddles only. 🥺

First & Last Soulmate (Part 3)

au millionare!Seonghwa x worker!Hongjoong

Summary: Seonghwa is in his first life, Hongjoong is in his last one. After finding eachother, realization hits when they notice now Hongjoong will spend only his last life along his soulmate and Seonghwa will stay alone for the rest of his lives.

Warnings: NSFW, masturbation, handjob.

Word Count: 1,276

A soul has 8 lives. Each soul has a necklace with a color depending on their life number, and it’ll be used by law by the same soul during all their lives. The necklace turns black when all lives have been used. The necklace has a few seconds glow when it’s close to their soulmate’s. Once the soul finds their soulmate for the first time, the surrounding of the gem will turn from gray to silver for the rest of its lives.

1- White 2- Orange 3- Yellow 4- Green 5-Turquoise 6-Blue 7- Pink 8- Purple

So sorry for taking so long I had a serious writing block. TT The Felix drabble will be ready soon.

Seonghwa couldn't break away his stare from the ceiling. He couldn't sleep, his eyes were wide open. He couldn't stop thinking about that morning's kiss. How fast had he fell as soon as he felt the younger boy's breathe over his lips and the flustered look he gave him seconds before the kiss, how his hands traveled through his hair tugging just enough as to make him lose his mind, how he let his own tongue wander without hesitation inside his mouth. It was surprising how could get turned on even with such little touches. And the way he let out small moans... It was too much for his imagination. Enough to keep him thinking all day about him. Hongjoong was the reason he couldn't sleep, couldn't stand a day without going to that isolated gas station, the reason he had gone crazy.

Drifting back to reality, he found himself panting slightly right after a light hipthrust. He was alone now, after controlling his need all day. He bit his lip while flustered and looked around his room, knowing nobody was there. He slowly bucked his hips to lower his pants and underwear. He uncovered from the sheets before wrapping his hand around his already hard cock, eyes closing again. He let out a sigh from the relieving touch, and couldn't help but imagine how would it feel with Hongjoong's smaller hand around him, barely closing around his whole length. How would his hand feel dragging itself around his cock, increasing the pace of his strokes, rubbing at the tip, and maybe even taking part in his warm mouth. Seonghwa snapped his hips harshly at all these thoughts when he felt near his release.

"J-Joong~!..." He couldn't help but moan out his soulmate's name as he kept thrusting his hips upwards, bucking against his own hand while cumming, his imagination and the pleasure taking him far away from reality. Thankfully, he lived alone in his apartment, or else he was sure more than a few would've heard him. He continued to stroke himself in a decreasing pace while riding down his high, panting, eyes still closed.

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Seonghwa parked at the gas station. He was slightly later than usual since he had woken up late, but he blamed everything to his last night thoughts. Obviously, the store was now open. Hongjoong and Seonghwa hadn't really talked about the kiss yesterday, mostly because Seonghwa had to leave a few minutes after that costumer appeared. He was eager to mention it, slightly afraid too. Would Hongjoong like to go full with him or just play with him for a while? Did he like him as Seonghwa liked him or was it infatuation?

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All these thoughts roamed Seonghwa's head while opening the door. However, with a 'puff' all thoughts dissapeared when he saw the cashier. He definitely wasn't Hongjoong. His heart stopped and he looked around while approaching the man, trying to not be suspicious.

"How many I help you?" The man asked.

"Eh... Hi, I just wanted some directions, I got lost."

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Seonghwa groaned as he got in his car and took his phone, dialing that familiar number he could now recite by memory.

"Hello?" Seonghwa felt instant relief upon hearing the younger man, his panic and anger slowly fading away.

"You didn't tell me you quitted..." Seonghwa said while turning on the car. A laughter abrupted from the other side of the line.

"Was it necessary to tell you?"

Seonghwa could feel his cheeks slightly burn at the question. Did he have the right to now so soon? Well, he was a friend, right?

"Well I thought we were friends..." Seonghwa finally answered after a few seconds silence.

"Fair, fair. I didn't quit. I just chose the night shift." Hongjoong explained through the phone.

"Night shift?! So you'll be out there alone all night in that solitary gas station?!"

"I don't need to necessarily be alone..." The other teasingly said from the other side, and Seonghwa did his best to push any thoughts from the previous day out of his head before he kept on talking.

"At what hour do you start?"

"6 pm sharp."

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"So why did you move your shift?" Seonghwa asked, leaning on the counter while watching Hongjoong rearrange the products on the shelf.

"Personal stuff." Hongjoong murmured. Seonghwa sighed. Even though he might know Hongjoong for some time now, he never seemed to be openly expressive about his personal whereabouts. Not that Seonghwa had given his own complete life story to the younger boy, but he knew significantly more about his life.

"Is it because it's emptier?" Seonghwa tried asking but he didn't recieve an answer. Instead, Hongjoong walked away to the the other side of the store when he finished fixing everything. Seonghwa groaned and walked torwards him.

"Joong." He tried catching his attention in vain. Hongjoong kept piling the bars from the box to display, almost ignoring him. "Joong?

"I tend to sleep more during the day-" Hongjoong yelped when he turned around and pushed the box against Seonghwa's chest, the older boy jumping a bit and taking a step back.

"-I'm sorry." Seonghwa said before taking another step back. "Do you want me to take you back home? I wouldn't like you walking around so late..."

Hongjoong looked inside the box to check if the products were alright before looking back at him. His eyes traveled to his chest, where the white gem was now to his display.

Well that wasn't what he had planned but still, now he could see the gem. He took a few steps closer, attempting for the gem to begin glowing.

"...Uh... Joong...? Then you do want me to take you home once your shift ends...?" Seonghwa asked once again, not moving even though the younger one was inching close. He secretly hoped for the other to keep on getting close, but Hongjoong stopped before. He hadn't seen the gem glow yet... was he not close enough? He shook his head before abruptly turning around to continue organizing. Seonghwa let go of the deep breath he didn't know he had contained, freezed in place. "Hongjoong? Would it be alright if I take you home?"

Hongjoong only nodded, now unsure if he was right or wrong about his suspicions. Maybe Seonghwa wasn't his soulmate, just someone he found comfortable to be with. And maybe that was good. Considering he was in his last life and Seonghwa in his first, it would have been a bad move from destiny to choose souls that wouldn't be able to meet ever again. But then, why was his gem's surrounding silver? He had gotten close to many people since the day he found out his gem's surrounding was silver, and even more before finding out. It would be impossible to contact each and every person he had seen, he would literally need to contact all costumers that came into the store. Maybe it was still gray and it was his imagination. He would double check when he reached home.

Seonghwa did notice something was off about Hongjoong at the moment he had moved away so suddenly after approaching him. Plus, he had talked very little since Seonghwa arrived. He looked lost in thought, and now he was unsure if he should mention yesterday's kiss. He walked over to one of the tables and sat down, crossing his arms over the table and laying his head on top, watching the other one continue with his tasks and waiting for the shift to end to be able to take him home or for him to talk back to him.

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Masterlist

Bitter Lovers

AU rapper!Kim Hongjoong x singer!Park Seonghwa (enemies to lovers)

Word count: 5183

Warnings: NSFW (minors dni), au!solo artists, tiny bit of angst (I'm sorry Hwa TT), top!Seonghwa, bottom!Hongjoong, anal play, anal fingering, anal penetration, slight nipple play, marking, handjob, one night stand, drunk sex, drunk confessions, did i forget something?

5k!??!?! I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS IS 5K I THOUGHT IT WAS 3k. I'M FINALLY DONE WITH THIS AJSHJJS HERE YOU GO WORLD-

Challenge created by @treasureourfever

Challenge!! Create a fic plot based on these images

Bonus points: make it enemies to lovers (i tried? :/)

Hongjoong sat down in his designated seat as he waited for the ceremony to begin. As a well-known rapper/producer, he was usually seated in the first row in events, this one not being any different. He looked around, trying to recognize familiar faces. He was early, so he wasn't surprised to find some empty spaces around him. As the time for the event to begin came closer, the seats were slowly beginning to fill. All but two seats besides him.

These artists were really late. The beginning performance was already a few minutes in, and Hongoong's two right seats remained empty. He wasn't really paying attention thought, way too into the performance. That until he saw a person hurriedly sit next to him, hunching over to not bother the others behind him. Hongjoong looked at him and groaned in annoyance.

The artist turned out to be Seonghwa. He was just beginning his career, but his first single was already a mega hit. Plus, his mother being a famous actress had helped to his own fame. Climbing charts and gaining collabs with bigger artist, Hongjoong didn't think well of him. He seemed superficial and while most people had to work hard to get where he was, he did it in a few months with just a single.

"Late..." Hongjoong muttered before looking at the performance again, enough for the older boy to hear him.

"It's not as if it affected you." Seonghwa answered him. Seonghwa found Hongjoong hard to stand. They have only met a couple times. But while people considered him talented and understanding, Seonghwa thought he was kinda self-centered. Hongjoong would usually scoff or roll his eyes at him, he even tried ignoring him once. Still, Seonghwa wasn't someone who hated easily, and let that all slide in the past.

A girl rushed to other seat beside Seonghwa, fixing her dress before sitting down.

"Did I miss something?" She asked Seonghwa.

"No, honey-"

"You lost the whole entrance performance, did you guys not read the event planning?" Hongjoong looked at them annoyed.

"Could you- Please, mind your own business." Seonghwa answered him before looking back at his girlfriend. He might tolerate him, but he wouldn't let him talk back to his girlfriend.

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"Guess what did I do?" Hongjoong's manager proudly asked while Hongjoong tweaked some tunes in his computer, his DAW open.

"What did you do?" He asked monotonal, way into his work.

"I was talking with Seonghwa's manager yesterday and he agreed to do a collaboration."

Hongjoong spun in his chair as fast as he could, breaking contact from his computer, eyes wide.

"You did WHAT!?" He asked dumbfounded.

"Do you imagine that? Two striking artists in one song! It's gonna be a hit!" The manager kept saying excited.

"What are you saying, I don't wanna collaborate with him! He's superficial and his fame isn't even real-"

"Oh, but you will. Think in the money, think in the money." The manager kept nodding at his perfect idea.

"Money?! I am in this industry because I love music, and I'm not quite excited to work with someone like him! Besides, I have a new single coming out in a few days!"

"Ok then you'll love making music with him and I'll love the money."

"THAT'S- DAMMIT!" Hongjoong slumped in his chair.

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Hongjoong listened through the headphones to Seonghwa singing in the booth. At the end, he really didn't have an option and had to follow his manager and CEO's orders. Seonghwa wasn't a horrible singer, he was actually... A not so bad singer. Still, Hongjoong felt his presence make the ambience tense as soon as he walked in his studio. Besides, being his own producer, Hongjoong was usually the only one in his own studio unless he was during the last steps, where more producers would come and help by his request. Seonghwa had still tried to be court with him, despite Hongjoong's attempts to piss him off.

He stared at the taller boy with a poker face, trying to not express his surprised face when he kept on going higher in that high note. When the instrumental finished, Hongjoong clicked the button for Seonghwa to hear him in the booth. He paused for a moment, organizing his thoughts to not spit out his voice was outstanding.

"Might need loads of tuning but I can work with it, get out of there." Seonghwa sighed at Hongjoong's harsh words and took off the headphones, leaving them on the microphone. Hongjoong sealed his lips to avoid smiling as he felt he was finally beginning to get into the older's hair. Maybe he'd leave faster that way. Still, Seonghwa walked out and pulled a chair besides Hongjoong before sitting down.

"Can I check it out?" He asked, trying to contain the passive aggressiveness slowly growing in him as he felt Hongjoong tried to annoy him on purpose.

"I don't know, can you?" Hongjoong answered, still looking at his computer. Seonghwa groaned and leaned back in his chair, folding his arms.

"Hongjoong-"

"Oh, do you wanna call your mommy to accuse me of bothering you?"

It was impossible to be nice at him, really, but he still did his best to keep himself calm.

"Fine. Send the file to me once it's done, please." He got up, taking his jacket from the chair. He didn't even bother saying goodbye or looking back, he just left. Hongjoong looked back at the door after it was slammed, not actually surprised by it. He looked back at his computer, finally letting the edges of his mouth curl in satisfaction.

Actually, he hated to admit it but Seonghwa's voice did sound naturally good. He tried convincing himself otherwise, adding tuners but just ruining everything. His parts were outstanding when raw, just the mixing had to be done. Turned out he had more talented than Hongjoong originally thought. He never had paused himself to hear a full song of him, maybe he had judged him wrongly. That cute, fluffy, pink-haired boy looked like he meant no harm, and had tried being nice to him all along. Hongjoong shook those weird thoughts away, too stubborn to accept even the tiniest idea of him being wrong.

The door opened again, but Hongjoong didn't bother to take off his headphones nor turn around, knowing it would be either Seonghwa or his manager. He felt a tap at his shoulder, making him look back. Surprisingly, there was Seonghwa's girlfriend. Dressed in a very revealing dress. Hongjoong took off his headphones, still looking at her.

"Do you need something?" He asked, trying not to sound bothered.

"I was looking for Hwa. Do you know where is he?" She asked him before fixing her hair.

"He left a few minutes ago. You should call him with your phone, he might answer you." He said in a sarcastic tone, nodding at her.

She sighed.

"He doesn't answer my phone calls and we were supposed to have dinner together tonight... I guess he forgot..."

Hongjoong shifted uncomfortably in his seat, obviously not wanting to get between couple problems. He said nothing, expecting her to leave faster if he was silent. Seonghwa didn't look like the type to actually forget his girlfriend, so this was pretty weird.

But instead of leaving, she looked at herself.

"Do you think my dress choice is alright?" She twirled once, showing off her dress. To Hongjoong, he couldn't care less. He tried giving a discrete opinion.

"It's fine, depending on where you're going."

She pouted, bending over a bit and pulling at her skirt. Hongjoong slid back in his chair to keep distance, her sudden approximately making him feel even more uncomfortable than before.

"I'm not that pretty anymore, right? Do you think I'm pretty?" She asked, earning a confused look from Hongjoong. Well, he had seen prettier people, or maybe it was his own taste. Her own boyfriend was prettier than her, his broad shoulders and thin waist being more appealing to him.

Hongjoong stared nervously around as his cheeks began flushing a light pink. He was too nervous as to notice the girl in front of him smiling.

"Joongie?" Hongjoong flinched, looking at her while raising an eyebrow, the nickname shattering all previous thoughts. She actually was acting very suspicious now that he noticed.

"Won't you ask that to your boyfriend?" He replied, now slightly angry. If anything, she should try to respect her relationship with Seonghwa, or else someone could try taking him away from her.

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Seonghwa arrived back to his apartment much earlier than expected. Turns out he had confused dates and he didn't have to film with Hongjoong as his newest single came out today.

Hongjoong. His efforts of being nice with him finally worked when he slowly seemed to accept him more. Two weeks ago, he might've thrown him out of his studio when he arrived. Today, still sarcastic and harsh as ever though, he told him he confused dates, and even insinuated inviting him to go drink with his team after the single was released. He declined, having plans to surprise his girlfriend to have dinner since he had been too busy working the last days to focus on her. He wasn't even close to being as nice as Seonghwa was with him, but he could accept that.

He took off his coat and loosened his tie, sighing at the feeling of being home. He walked towards the living room to have a seat when he noticed something oddly weird. Half a bottle of wine and two glasses were sitting over the table. He furrowed his eyebrows, confused. It didn't look like a setup; someone had been here.

Then he thought that maybe his girlfriend was back home early too. Maybe she chatted with a friend before leaving and left it all like this. He shrugged it off, knowing the maid would pick it up later. He went upstairs, thinking about taking a nap before going out again if his girlfriend hadn't arrived yet. However, things became odd by the end of the footsteps. Clothes were scattered on the ground, making a path to his own room. Not just his girlfriend's clothes, but also other men too. His heart raced, wanting to still be oblivious at the truth he had come to see. He kept walking, taking his time to reach the room as if everything would disappear in his way to the door. He felt his stomach twist at the same time he twisted the doorknob.

He couldn't come up to say a single word at what he saw, not even a sound. His throat closed, too many thoughts flashing in his head. He turned around, dumbfounded and ran away despite his girlfriend's-no, ex-girlfriend’s shouts, tears in his now red eyes.

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A few hours had passed since Hongjoong's single release, and it was already beginning to climb charts. It looked like the single strived to reach the top, just as all his previous ones did. To celebrate, his team and him had decided to go have a night out at their favorite bar in the heart of the city. They didn't meet too late, 5pm, but did chat quite a lot for it to become dark. And in all that time, Hongjoong chugged down bottles after bottles of drinks, along with his team.

Hongjoong began feeling dizzy and lightheaded around 9pm. He shrugged it off and kept on drinking, thinking that it was product of his restless nights in front of his computer.

"Wow, take it easy, we don't want a scandal." He heard his manager say but didn't quite recognize him. He then felt his bottle being taken away from his hand. He immediately touched his head, feeling a strong pulse inside. "I think that's our cue. Let's get going." He heard the chair screech when his manager got up. "We'll see you tomorrow at the studio, guys." The manager said, lifting Hongjoong from his arm. He began pulling him to the entrance while calling the driver and order him to stay right next to the door as a drunk Hongjoong would be getting out of the installations.

Hongjoong suddenly froze, not moving with his manager anymore.

"Hey, let's go!" His manager tried pulling him. Hongjoong still didn't budge, squinting his eyes towards the bar counter after seeing that familiar styled pink hair.

"Seonghwa?" He whispered to himself. Why was he alone in a place like this so late if he had a girlfriend?

Hongjoong pulled his arm away from his manager and tried mixing with the people as fast as he could, avoiding his manager's yells. When he finally reached the counter, he sat beside who he had now confirmed was Seonghwa.

"Hey. What are you doing here so late? Bored of your girlfriend?" Hongjoong jokingly asked him, and Seonghwa turned to look at him for a moment. His eyes were red and puffy, his cheeks had wet trails from where his tears had fallen. His eyes held a mixture of disappointment and sadness, now surprise at the boy's sudden appearance. He looked away as soon as their eyes met.

"...Gosh, you reek of alcohol..." Seonghwa murmured instead of answering his question. Not like he wasn't tipsy, he had already drunk a few more glasses than what he normally managed.

"What happened? Why were you crying?" Hongjoong asked, his sarcastic tone fading away for some moments, staring anxiously at him. Seonghwa didn't answer right away, alternating between a spot in front of him and his drink. Hongjoong didn't know why, but he felt genuine worry about what had brought Seonghwa to this state, as he had never seen him before like this nor on tv nor personally.

"...I broke up with my girlfriend... She..." He murmured. He took a deep, shaky breath before he kept on talking, staring at his drink. "She cheated on me..."

Hongjoong's jaw tightened and he looked around. He wasn't actually surprised, she seemed to be an attention-seeker that day she came into his studio. And with the time working together, Hongjoong had noticed small flirty actions from her towards other men, especially when Seonghwa wasn't there. He didn't tell Seonghwa for this exact reason. The thought of Seonghwa tumbling down to his currently broken state made Hongjoong feel uneasy. So, he had always given his girlfriend piercing glares to drop her slutty act after threatening to tell Seonghwa about her real persona, at least while Seonghwa was close.

Hongjoong remained silent, deciding with his little sense left it was better to not talk about the theme. When he finally organized what to say, he talked.

"It'll be better if you go home instead of drinking here until you get as boozed as me."

"How can you still make sense while drunk...?" Seonghwa looked at him once again, and he shrugged. "I can't go, I don't know if she's still there with... that other guy."

"SHE CHEATED ON YOU IN YOUR OWN HO-" Seonghwa slapped a hand over Hongjoong's mouth.

"There goes what was left of your good sense- Please, I don't want a scandal!" Seonghwa scolded him before slowly removing his hand from his mouth.

"You can stay over my apartment then." Hongjoong blurted out as soon as he could talk. Seonghwa gave him a weird look in return. "What? It's better than staying alone in a hotel where you'll probably keep drinking your tears out."

Seonghwa thought about it for a few seconds. He didn't want to risk going back home and finding his girlfriend there, even though he was partially sure she had already left. Partially. But how could he spend the night over Hongjoong's house. Hongjoong didn't look like he hated him, but to be honest, he felt as if he could get stabbed while sleeping. It's not like he had many options, though, and it was getting late.

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Seonghwa followed Hongjoong across his apartment silently, looking at the city through the enormous windows. It felt oddly familiar, new and comfortable at the same. Hongjoong's apartment was more of a mess though, compared to how clean and tidy Seonghwa kept his.

"You can stay here; I'll be across the hall if you need me." Hongjoong said while opening the door in front of them.

"Why would I need you...?" Seonghwa murmured while walking inside, straight to the glass pane to continue gazing at the city.

"I was just tryna be nice." Hongjoong muttered, staying at the door. Seonghwa walked towards the bed without answering, never removing his eyes from the window. Hongjoong felt a moment of awkwardness, unsure if to leave Seonghwa alone to his thoughts or stay for a while to keep him company. Well, why would he want his company anyway?

"...thank you, it's pretty weird to receive help from the person I least thought would care about me." Seonghwa said just before Hongjoong touched the doorknob.

"Thank my drunk self, I'd probably laugh at your pain while sober." Hongjoong joked, trying to light up the mood. Once again, Seonghwa didn't answer. Hongjoong stared at him for a few moments, expecting any type of reaction that would mean he didn't fuck it up. Seonghwa moved his hand up to his face, sniffling softly. Hongjoong tensed up immediately and walked towards the bed, sitting beside him. He felt words stuck in his throat. "...I was joking. You'll find someone better anyways, believe me. She wasn't worth you."

Finally, Seonghwa's head lifted up and he laughed a bit, wiping his eyes with his forearm.

"Don't worry, it wasn't your joke that made me feel like that." He sighed before looking at Hongjoong. "She wasn't worth me?" He asked smiling. Hongjoong spun his head to the front as soon as he finished formulating the question, trying to avoid his gaze.

"...again, I was trying to be nice." He answered. He felt his face slightly hot. Thankfully for him, the little light provided by the moon illuminating the whole room wasn't enough to display his blush. "Plus, she was way too slutty."

"You shouldn't talk about her like that... And she was worth it for a while." Seonghwa replied at his comment, looking back outside.

"She literally cheated on you in your own house. What should I call her? She wasn't half worth it. Anybody could be better." Hongjoong said.

"Anybody is...? Are you better?" Seonghwa blurted out. He didn't expect Hongjoong to answer, he didn't even know why did he ask that in first place. His expectations were confirmed when a long silence was the only thing he heard. He shifted uncomfortably on the bed and cleared his throat, unsure of how to get out of the situation.

"Yes." Hongjoong answered after the long silence. Was he even supposed to answer or was it a rhetorical question? His mind told him to shut up but his wasted self-kept spilling words. "I don't even think I can compare myself to her. I wouldn't ever think on doing something like that to you."

Seonghwa stared at him, shocked from him answering, a slight blush growing over his cheeks.

"But you've always acted as if you... had something against me."

"We can change that tonight." Hongjoong did his best to try and not escape his stare, he felt completely tense but strangely weird. Seonghwa didn't move though, nor did show signs of wanting to leave. "I've come to notice you're caring, sweet and talented, not to mention handsome. You're worth it all-"

Hongjoong's eyes widened when he felt a pair of soft, plump lips pressed against his. To just have finished a relationship, he had moved on very fast. Or, he thought it would be easier to try and forget it with someone else, that someone else being Hongjoong. In either way, Hongjoong kissed him back after a few seconds, his lips moving against his. The bitter taste of alcohol was still present in his mouth, combined with the sweet peach chapstick and a tingle of salt due to his previous crying.

Seonghwa didn't know he'd fall that easy for some sweet talk, but it felt different coming from someone so cold and indifferent to him. It's as if secretly, he had always wished for Hongjoong to praise him, as if deep inside he wished for his nice actions to be returned. And it could also be too much alcohol in his system plus Hongjoong's tongue intertwining with his in an intoxicating and addicting way.

As the kiss went on and became steady, the younger boy laid over the bed, Seonghwa following to avoid breaking the kiss and ending up topping the other. He supported himself against the bed pressing his hands on both sides of Hongjoong's head, caging him in the process. Hongjoong's arms wrapped around the other boy's neck, pulling him even closer if still possible. When there wasn't enough air left between them, Seonghwa broke the kiss but never breaking contact with his skin, immediately drawing a trail of kisses from Hongjoong's mouth to his jawline. Hongjoong tilted his head to give him more access as Seonghwa kept descending to his neck, his soft, wet kisses plus his panting against his skin leaving goosebumps wherever his lips touched. For a few seconds he thought he was being used out of spite by Seonghwa to forget his girlfriend, but he had tried being nice the past few hours. He could keep being nice for him a few more. Just to make him feel better.

Hongjoong gasped slightly when Seonghwa nibbled midway through the path on his neck, beginning to leave small love bites. Before he could keep on marking him, he held Seonghwa's hair with one hand and pulled softly.

"No hickeys..." He said in between pants. Seonghwa nodded and kept on kissing until he found himself halted by Hongjoong's shirt collar. His hands slipped to the shirt's hem. Hongjoong lifted his back from the bed while Seonghwa pulled his shirt above his head. As soon as the shirt was off, Seonghwa kept moving lower, sucking very lightly at his chest as to not leave any trace. Just as he began unbuckling Hongjoong's belt, he felt a little push. He looked up to check on the other boy, ceasing his actions.

"...let me bring the lube before it's too late to stop." Hongjoong murmured, pushing a bit stronger to move Seonghwa aside.

"Where do you keep it...?" Seonghwa asked, staring at Hongjoong while he got up.

"In my room, I'll go get it." He answered right before leaving the room. Hongjoong went into his room and right to his nightstand, opening the first drawer and shuffling desperately along the objects for a few seconds, his mind still clouded in want. He pulled out the lube and a condom, closing the drawer before leaving his room back to the one in front. He found Seonghwa already shirtless and unzipping his pants. Hongjoong stayed at the door a few seconds, staring at his muscles flex with every little movement and feeling his mouth water. He shook his head and walked in towards Seonghwa, tossing the lube and condom over the bed, catching the other's attention.

Before he could say anything else, Hongjoong pulled him once again into a kiss, pushing him back onto the bed and making sure he was the one on top this time. He straddled him, never breaking the kiss, shifting his position to press himself against the other's crotch. Seonghwa moaned in the kiss, moving his hands to the younger one's waist, bucking his hips slightly upwards at the feeling. As soon as their lips broke contact, Seonghwa flipped Hongjoong over to have him under him once again, earning a small yelp from the younger one at how sudden the movement was.

Seonghwa finished taking off Hongjoong's pants from where he left off, pulling down his boxers in the process too. Hongjoong's eyes kept tightly shut, his cheeks a vibrant red. Of course, he wasn't a virgin anymore but there was something about Seonghwa that had him feeling intimidated and exposed. Maybe it was how easy did his strength overpowered his own, how he submitted so easily to slight touches and how he was the first person who actually topped him from all his sexual encounters.

Hongjoong gasped and held tight on the sheets when he felt a single lube-coated finger push past his rim knuckle deep, stretching him. It slowly began moving, and Hongjoong rolled his hips to try to make it move faster. Seonghwa chuckled over his skin and kissed his chest before moving his head to lick over one of his nipples. He pushed another finger inside after seeing the other boy's eager actions, moving them faster. He groaned when he felt Hongjoong clench around his fingers while moaning, his mind wandering off to think he would soon be feeling the same heat around his own cock.

"H-Hwa, I'm close..." Hongjoong whispered, his moans growing in pitch as Seonghwa increased the speed of his fingers. His hands flew to hold onto the older one's pink hair who kept nibbling softly at his nipples, hips moving in a desperate attempt to try and make Seonghwa's fingers reach even deeper than they already were, make them stretch even further his insides.

Hongjoong opened his eyes, panting heavily, a very slight whine leaving his lips as he clenched around nothing after Seonghwa removed his fingers. He didn't complain though, watching Seonghwa open the silver package and roll on the condom. He bit his lip and laid his head back against the bed, his eyes still staring down at the other boy who pumped himself after adding more lube onto his cock.

Seonghwa pushed the tip past through his hole, sealing his lips at the tight feeling that slowly engulfed him, and Hongjoong closed his eyes, a moan escaping his lips.

With a single, careful but fast thrust, Seonghwa bottomed out while gasping, and Hongjoong felt the air being knocked out of his lungs. He used all his will power to not move, leaning forward onto the younger one while he waited for him to adjust.

After one or two minutes, Seonghwa pulled out a bit before thrusting forward once again, testing the other's reaction after watching him relax under him. Hongjoong whined and gripped onto Seonghwa's shoulders.

"...g-go on, please..." Hongjoong muttered, his eyes still closed to not have to face any tease Seonghwa might give him. Instead, Seonghwa groaned slightly, the words clicking somewhere around his clouded mind and making him give a thrust harsher than the last one, earning a loud moan from Hongjoong after hitting right against his prostate.

Soon enough, his hips had found a solid, steady pace, speed increasing every second until he found himself drilling the other one against the bed. Hongjoong kept on panting and moaning his name, nails digging into Seonghwa's skin to try and keep himself together as Seonghwa's tip pressed against his prostate over and over again. Seonghwa hid his face in the crook of his neck, panting over his skin and occasionally whimpering at the warm feeling. He knew he wasn't supposed to leave marks, but he couldn't help to begin sucking slightly at the exposed skin, Hongjoong not even minding anymore in his current state.

Seonghwa wasn't sure he was able to resist much longer while watching the smaller body underneath him wither and moan out his name repeatedly, all while clenching around him each time he was inside and sucking him back while he pulled out. He bit his lower lip and wrapped a hand around Hongjoong's throbbing cock, almost sure Hongjoong was as close as he was. In fact, Hongjoong whined even louder just at the contact, trying to buck up his hips and making Seonghwa hit newer spots inside him.

"G-gonna cum, Joongie..." Seonghwa warned him, his thrusts becoming sloppier and his hand jerking off the younger one. Hongjoong could just nod, mouth too busy in moaning, assuring the older one he was close too.

Hongjoong felt his whole body tremble and he let out a broken cry as he came, spilling his cum on both of their torsos, all while Seonghwa groaned against his neck, snapping his hips while coming himself too. He decreased the speed as he slowly rode down both of their highs, pants filling the room. Hongjoong wrapped his arms around his neck, eyes still closed and pants still loud. Seonghwa let himself fall over him, head lifting up from his neck to look at his blissful state. His eyes traveled to his lips, swollen and red from the making out session they had earlier. He gave a quick peck at them, almost as if he weren't allowed to do so freely.

Hongjoong, who was slowly drifting to sleep, couldn't help but smile when he felt Seonghwa's lips against his for a brief second. He woke up a bit more when he felt Seonghwa pull out slowly and his weight on top of him moving, hearing the sheets ruffle and Seonghwa standing up. For a moment, he thought he would be leaving, not wanting to talk about what just happened. It didn't make sense for someone like Seonghwa to do so, but Hongjoong wouldn't blame him if he did leave. Therefore, he didn't bother in opening his eyes when he heard a door open.

He did open them though when he felt a cold cloth against his skin, his whole body jolting at the sudden feeling.

"Sorry... I'll be done soon..." Seonghwa told him while cleaning him up. The particular care and warm voice made him unconsciously melt, and Hongjoong wondered if it was the alcohol in his system playing a bad move at him. After a few minutes, Seonghwa joined him in bed once again, arm creeping around his waist to hug him and the other one combing back his blue hair. It didn't take him long to drift to sleep.

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The sunlight hitting against Hongjoong's face finally made him open his eyes. For a second, he wondered why were the curtains open. His eyes traveled through the room and he once again wondered why wasn't he in his room. He touched his head with a groan; it was pounding aggressively. How much had he drunk yesterday? He stared at the floor, clothes scattered around. As his view shifted to look at himself, he stared at an arm locked tightly around his naked waist, and that's when he noticed the warm body flushed against his own. He turned his head around, eyes widening in the process.

Seonghwa was still asleep, his usual perfectly styled pink hair disheveled, strands falling over his closed eyes, breathing peacefully. His lips were slightly parted and his cheeks just a bit rosy, one of them squished against the pillow. His naked tanned skin was glowing underneath the sun light, just adding to the cute, heavenly view.

Eyes still wide, Hongjoong began remembering the events from last night, his own cheeks turning bright red, his stare lost in the scene he had in front.

"...oh, shit..."

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Masterlist

Late Night Devil [Part 2]

Police Officer! Seonghwa x Gangster!Hongjoong

Chapter Summary: "F-fuck..." Hongjoong muttered under his breath when the muzzle was finally completely inside of him, precum oozing from the tip of his cock at the stomach twisting realization of a weapon inside him. He wondered if the clinking copper he heard before was Seonghwa taking out the bullets, hoping the gun was empty. He wouldn't admit it; it felt terrifying to have a gun up to the hilt inside his ass, but it felt terrifyingly good.

Word count: 2919

Chapter Warnings: NSFW/Minors DNI, drug mentions (as a business), guns, mentions of murder, gunplay, semi-public sex?, rough sex, anal fingering, anal play, anal fucking, cockwarming, overstimulation if you squint, idk if I'm forgetting smth, ok bye.

1. TAKE YOUR STUFF @hiimnicki05 x2

2. It's still Hwa's bday in my side of the world, the happiness extends itself. :D

Weeks had passed since their first encounter, and trust grew between them. Hongjoong knew Seonghwa wouldn't arrest him and Seonghwa knew Hongjoong wouldn't kill him, and that eventually made Hongjoong stop asking for Seonghwa's stuff like radio or weapon whenever they met. What they did know what was that they had become addicted to each other, and with that little silent deal going on between them, they didn't question anything when they found themselves fucking again. Then again, then again. Seonghwa had night shifts, which made it even easier to meet. His partner drove another patrol car around his own part of the city and mostly communicated through the radio. Hongjoong didn't even have to escape from his gang, a simple order and they wouldn't follow him.

"Hands behind your head." Seonghwa whispered in the younger's ear, arms wrapping around his waist and pushing him slowly until his back hit the cold brick wall belonging to the alley. Hongjoong smiled and gladly complied, eyes glued to the other's lips. He couldn't help but press a quick peck, catching Seonghwa by surprised who chuckled slightly. "Now turn around, facing the wall." Hongjoong did as told, excitement boiling in his stomach.

Hotels were now an option only if it was late enough. If not, alleys were a good second option (idea given by Hongjoong). And that's how they ended in their current position, Seonghwa unbuckling Hongjoong's belt from behind. Hongjoong stared at the alley's entrance for fifth time, making sure not a single soul was around. He felt Seonghwa's hand run down his thigh and bump with his holster. He didn't flinch nor stopped him this time, despite the older's hesitation to remove the gun. After a few seconds of no reaction, Seonghwa understood the message of being able to touch the weapon and removed the gun hanging from Hongjoong's thigh belt, unbuckling the leather straps to be able to pull down his pants. Before dropping the gun, he came up with an idea, staring at the cold, black metal.

"Pull down your pants." Seonghwa ordered, now focused on removing the bullets from the weapon and saving them in his pocket in the meanwhile.

"What are you doing?" Hongjoong muttered, blush spreading around his cheeks. He was close to turning around due to the familiar noise of clinking copper coming from the bullets. It wasn't that he didn't trust him to this point, but the sound obviously alerted him.

"Don't move, just pull your pants down." He ordered once again and Hongjoong couldn't help but roll his eyes and smile at the insistence, shoving away any tense feeling. He pulled down at his pants and underwear at once, leaving them stuffed just above his knees.

"You sure are bossy." Hongjoong said. He rested his forearms on the wall, opened his legs slightly and pushed his ass out just enough to tease the older one, ignoring the cold night breeze hitting against his skin, goosebumps appearing. He gasped when he felt the stretch of two saliva coated fingers trespassing his rim, his hands fisting against the wall. Seonghwa kept on pushing his fingers in until they were knuckle deep, leaving them there for a moment before slowly moving them in a thrusting motion. Hongjoong moaned at the feeling, his half hard cock becoming even harder by the minute. He whined at the stretch when he felt the fingers scissoring him, pressing his forehead against the cold brick wall, and chocked on a moan when he felt his prostate being pressed after the fingers curled inside him. His hips moved against Seonghwa's hand, back arching in the process, moans spilling from his mouth one after another while Seonghwa kept rubbing that sensitive part.

Seonghwa pressed harder against his prostate, fingers rubbing slightly faster than before. It just took a few seconds more for Hongjoong's moans to grow in pitch, the feeling of release increasing.

"Hwa~! S-Seonghwa... Fuck me, I'm ready" Hongjoong managed to say in between pants, some words coming out as moans. Seonghwa kissed his nape, pulling his fingers out instantly.

"But I don't have plans to fuck you tonight..." He answered, pressing the gun's muzzle against the younger's gaping rim. Hongjoong got startled when he felt the cold metal pushing against his hole. He moaned brokenly and closed his eyes shut, the trace of saliva Seonghwa's fingers left helping the weapon slide a bit but not making it easier.

"F-fuck..." Hongjoong muttered under his breath when the muzzle was finally completely inside of him, precum oozing from the tip of his cock at the stomach twisting realization of a weapon inside him. He wondered if the clinking copper he heard before was Seonghwa taking out the bullets, hoping the gun was empty. He wouldn't admit it; it felt terrifying to have a gun up to the hilt inside his ass, but it felt terrifyingly good.

Seonghwa twisted the weapon slowly, testing out the other's reaction. He smiled to himself when Hongjoong let out a whimper, arching his back even further in a perfect bow to give the older one better access to move the gun.

"Needy... Aren't you...?" Seonghwa said and began thrusting the gun, pulling the muzzle almost all the way out before thrusting it back in, pressing it in different angles and hearing Hongjoong moaned louder each time until he nearly screamed. After finding once again the sensitive spot, he made sure to keep the angle and to press the muzzle against that area, gliding over it with force with each thrust as his hand moved faster. Hongjoong trembled and whined, hips moving to meet the gun's thrust midway in an attempt to reach his release. His hand went to hold his own cock, beginning to jerk off to finish faster but failing when he heard Seonghwa's shaky voice.

"...You're twisted enough to enjoy being fucked by a gun... Then cum without touching yourself." He said, almost whispered, increasing the speed of the thrusts. Hongjoong let go of himself, whining even louder, the constant rubbing against his prostate becoming overwhelming and the words lingering in his mind, affecting him more than they should. His hand went back to hold himself against the wall despite his constant tremors.

With one last, harsh thrust, Hongjoong came, keeping his mouth open in a silent scream, eyes rolling to the back of his head as ropes of cum spurted over the wall and himself. He felt wet ropes over his back and ass, and that's when he noticed the older one had been jerking off to the sight. His legs nearly gave out, Seonghwa kept on thrusting the muzzle to help him ride down his high, panting behind him.

"...t-too much..." Hongjoong whimpered when his high was over and overstimulation took over his body. Seonghwa pulled the gun out, arms wrapping beneath his knees and arms to lift him up right after to avoid him falling down on his knees. He carried him over to the police car, just a few feet away from them with its sirens and engine off, but with its pilot door open.

Once inside, he closed the door and cuddled the younger boy in his chest, dropping the gun on the copilot's seat. It surely wasn't as comfortable as going to a hotel, but it would be just for a few minutes. In fact, Seonghwa would drop Hongjoong at a hotel if he needed it, like now. The first times, he didn't feel comfortable leaving Hongjoong alone after having sex, but Hongjoong would obviously prefer his own job and the police department not being suspicious on one of their officers than some aftercare.

"...Was it armed...?" Hongjoong finally murmured after a while, eyes closed.

"No" Seonghwa answered and combed back some orange strands of hair sticking to his forehead.

"...It better not have been mine." His eyes fluttered open, eye lids heavy, looking at him through long eyelashes. Seonghwa smiled at the sleepy boy in his arms and couldn't help but press a soft kiss against his forehead.

"Oops." He answered, and Hongjoong groaned annoyed, eyes closing again.

"I need you to answer the radio each time I call! What's wrong...? You always answer." Yunho asked Seonghwa once the older one left the boss's office.

"I'm sorry, I sometimes get carried away whenever I see a gang member. I get out of the car." Seonghwa tried thinking fast, not looking at his partner directly at the eyes.

"It's wireless, hyung. You don't need to stay in the car to hear me, we carry them everywhere! The only way of not listening is-" he gasped, and Seonghwa finally looked at him confused.

"Do you turn the volume down?!"

The truth is, Seonghwa found himself too busy whenever he was with Hongjoong. He didn't turn the radio off nor did he turn the volume down completely, just enough to not bother. If Yunho ever needed him urgently, there was a code for that, and that's what he would react at.

"No, no, if course I don't. I'm sorry, I'll try to answer from now on to everything." Seonghwa answered.

"It's not 'try to', we were trained for that." Yunho sighed.

"Officer Jeong." They heard their chief's voice from his office. Seonghwa gave a pleading stare at the other to not compromise him, Yunho shaking his head before leaving to the office. Of course, he would protect his friend and partner, but things had gotten out of hand.

"Close the door and take a seat, please." The chief told Yunho right after he came inside. Yunho did as told, sitting down in front of the desk. "About officer Park... Another officer has told me that he is completing his patrols abnormally. Which means he is not where he needs to be at the time given. Now, this could be a mistake or an error. So, I would like to request you something." The chief leaned forward. "But before, do you know something we might not know?"

Yunho shook his head vigorously. "Seonghwa is one of the best officers in here, and I don't say it just because he's my friend and partner. I suppose he is just planning his next capture, just as he did with the previous two criminals." Yunho answered, hoping he sounded convincing. The chief nodded, so apparently, it did.

"Please, I need you to report me within a week if officer Park is patrolling his zone correctly." He asked.

"...Do I follow him?" Yunho asked.

"No, just check in where he should be. If he isn't, right it down to report. If by the end of the week we discover he is evading his patrols, I will ask you to follow him to know what is he doing."

"I think you should begin bringing lube with you..." Seonghwa said when Hongjoong shifted over him, wincing at the stretch of the elder’s cock inside of him for the past two or three hours. Cockwarming after fucking isn't something they usually did considering how fast did they both leave after sex, but today was one of those late 2am meetings where Seonghwa's shift was nearly over and Hongjoong left everything controlled back with his gang. So, they decided to stay in a hotel room that night, both knowing they had to leave early tomorrow.

"Why don't you bring it?" Hongjoong asked slightly annoyed at the insistence, finally becoming comfortable again and pressing his cheek against the elder’s chest while hugging him.

"You know why I can't, Joongie..." Seonghwa pouted. The police vehicles were inspected once a day, along with the officers whenever they reported themselves. Hongjoong couldn't help but let out a cackle at the thought of Seonghwa trying to explain to his superiors why did he have a bottle of lube with him. It would be worse, considering that the chief already considered Seonghwa a yellow flag, and Hongjoong knew it.

Seonghwa smiled when the younger laughed. Was it too bad to like certain aspects from a criminal...? A few months ago, it was only about sex. Now they talked before or after, laugh together and cuddle overnight if they can. Each time the sun sets, Seonghwa relished to have the orange haired boy in his arms once again. It was his bratty but cute attitude, how he nuzzled against him whenever he drifted to sleep after sex, how he stared through those long, thick lashes and big eyes at Seonghwa whenever he would ramble about work or something else, patiently listening to everything. His adorable smile, his contagious laugh, his small hands and colorful nails, his boldness but submission; everything. He was scared to admit it to himself even if it was a matter of fact. He was trapped inside a blissful dream he couldn't wake up from.

"What's so funny...?" He finally asked in a soft voice after staring at the younger for a while, who still smiled with eyes closed.

"I'd like to see you answer back at your chief about carrying lube with you." Hongjoong answered before shifting his head to look at him. "If I really cared, I'd bring lube." Hongjoong said, slowly sitting again. Seonghwa bit his lower lip at the movement around his cock and his hands flew to hold onto the other's hip. "But I've already told you how I like it... So, if it doesn't bother you either, I want you to fuck me raw each and every time. Make me feel it the next couple of days." He teased, blush slowly creeping back onto his face, hands roaming around the elder’s toned torso.

"You can't get any more perfect, my pretty boy..." Seonghwa murmured, staring back at the boy sitting on top of him who was smiling coyly, blush growing darker at what probably was his favorite nickname.

"You haven't left yet?" Seonghwa questioned, startled when he went out of the bathroom after showering and finding Hongjoong dressed up and sitting on the edge of the bed. Hongjoong stared at him for a while, the white robe making him look even more prince-like with his long, curly, wet hair untied from its usual ponytail. Hongjoong got up and tilted his head, hands slipping into his black jacket's pockets.

"Remember when you asked me to trust you?" Hongjoong asked him, referring to that first night which he remembered panicking when he was handcuffed by Seonghwa at the bedframe. It made him want to laugh at his past him, having already been handcuffed many other times, pushed against a wall and even having a gun up his ass by the officer in front of him, dressed only in a bathroom robe.

Seonghwa furrowed his eyebrows, clearly not understanding where did all this come from.

"I've already added my number to your phone." Hongjoong proceeded. "I haven't written my name on it, so don't worry too much about it. I'm not dumb. I recall you told me your boss had questioned you the other day, so I don't think it's too safe to keep on meeting in places you're supposed to patrol." Hongjoong looked away for a moment, rethinking what he was about to say. "...I'll send you a location. It is not our center but it's one of our warehouses. You cannot give this location to anyone. You'll delete it as soon as you're close to arriving. Do not arrive too early, arrive from the time I give you on forward."

Seonghwa stood there in shock. Three months ago, he would've been delighted to have this information; the gang leader and one of his warehouses. It would've been a huge catch. But instead of delight, he was now nervous and surprised. Nervous because... If he knew this place but didn't say anything, would that make him an accomplice? Was he already an accomplice to Hongjoong? Surprised because he didn't expect Hongjoong to trust him that much as to give him a warehouse address.

Hongjoong shifted his position, going back to look at him.

"For real though, don't do anything stupid or I'll kill you." He said calmly. Deep down, he knew he wasn't able to pull the trigger at the boy standing in front of him, but he couldn't let that show. He noticed Seonghwa's stiffness at his words even though he nodded, heading to the bed while untying his robe to change back into his clothes. Hongjoong looked away once again when he did so, thinking in something to say to lighten up the tense room while buckling his thigh belt and tucking in his gun. When he looked back at Seonghwa, he was already buttoning his shirt.

"...Hwa?" Hongjoong called him, making the older halt his actions and look at him. He walked over to him and held his cheeks, kissing him immediately after. His combat boots provided extra height to not pull him down and level their heights, easing the kiss. Seonghwa slipped a hand through the younger boy's orange hair, his other arm wrapping around his waist to pull him closer, tilting his head to deepen the kiss. Both of them new better than to not add too much tongue into the kiss to avoid a make out session when they both had to leave, limiting it to soft nibbles and licks.

Hongjoong was the one who parted the kiss, panting slightly. He gave a last peck on Seonghwa's swollen lips before letting go of him, walking towards the door.

"I trust you." He said while unlocking the door, stepping out right after.

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Late Night Devil [Part 3]

Police Officer! Seonghwa x Gangster!Hongjoong (Part 1) (Part 2)

Chapter Summary: Hongjoong's eyes traveled to Seonghwa lips, a perfect soft peach color inviting him to kiss. For some reason, he lately wanted to cling to him despite hating skin ship, kiss him without it being for sex. He knew he could and the older would let him, but he was aware he was beginning to develop feelings and that would worsen everything. Still, he couldn't get himself to ask him to stop meeting. He would miss his touch, his voice, his presence, his kisses, him.

Word count: 3.4k?

Chapter Warnings: NSFW/Minors DNI, drug mentions (as a business), guns, mentions of murder, anal fucking, idk if I’m forgetting smth, ok bye.

1. TAKE YOUR STUFF @hiimnicki05 x3 AND FINALLY

2. I know I disappeared for a whole effin month. ._. 3. I was unable to write the smut scene because I was so so dry. :,D

Seonghwa deleted the location in his phone sent by Hongjoong right after arriving at the warehouse. It was big and the entrance was already open, so he parked inside. He had arrived just on time, turning off the car. As he stepped out, he looked around. The place was full of boxes, but it still had some light coming in through the huge windows.

How many pounds of drugs do they have in each box...?

He stared in awe, curiosity telling him to check one out but preferring to not touch anything despite his gloved hands. He was so enraptured at the moment that he didn't notice the red laser pointing right at the back of his head.

"Got you..." Yeosang whispered, pulling the trigger.

"No!" Hongjoong's shout was covered by the sound of the bullet hitting a box, just as he managed to push to sniper away from its target. That obviously caught Seonghwa's attention, who pulled his gun out and looked at the platforms around the edge, close to the ceiling, which functioned as a second floor. "Damnit, Yeosang, that's exactly who I told you to not shoot!" Hongjoong told his marksman who now lowered his weapon.

"You omitted the part where he would arrive in a police car. Armed. And about him being a police officer." Yeosang said in disbelief.

"I didn't want you all to freak out. Now leave." He told him, ready to head towards the stairs.

"I don't think it's a good idea for you to stay alone with a-"

"I said leave," Hongjoong repeated, looking back at him with a cold stare. Yeosang sighed before walking right behind him as they both went down the stairs, Yeosang heading straight out and Hongjoong towards Seonghwa. Seonghwa saved his gun after everything had calmed down.

"...you forgot to say some important details, apparently," Seonghwa murmured, having overheard their small conversation.

"He's just doing his job," Hongjoong answered, leaning against the car's front hood. Seonghwa joins him, choosing to sit over it instead.

"Where do you get all this?" He asked, looking around.

"Primary sector. Cheap and abundant." He answered proudly, nodding.

"How much is it?" Seonghwa looked at him.

"Enough to overdose half the city." He joked.

"Do you consume it?"

"Hell no, haven't you seen Tony Montana?" He looked back at Seonghwa with disgust, who chuckled at his words.

"How did you get involved in all this...?" He asked. Hongjoong was silent for an instant, and that made Seonghwa think that he should just evade the theme.

"Family business." Hongjoong finally answered.

"Family...? I don't recall any relative of yours with an arrest warrant."

"They managed things differently. I was the first to step out." Hongjoong said.

They stayed silent for a while after that, both stuck in their own thoughts. After all, Hongjoong wasn't one to talk that much, and Seonghwa didn't have anything else to say more than questions.

Hongjoong then climbed on top of the car's hood, sitting down beside the older boy. He stared at him while the other kept looking around, taking in the beautiful features. His eyes looked lost, and that's when he noticed just how much was Seonghwa risking in doing this. He was compromising his job and his freedom, because they would surely arrest him for not arresting the criminal earlier. Hongjoong didn't want to ask why exactly was he doing it, afraid of an answer he didn't want to hear. Eventually, their meetings would come to an end and Seonghwa would go back to his job as well as Hongjoong back to his own.

His eyes traveled to his lips, a perfect soft peach color inviting him to kiss. For some reason, he lately wanted to cling to him despite hating skin ship, kiss him without it being for sex. He knew he could and the older would let him, but he was aware he was beginning to develop feelings and that would worsen everything. Still, he couldn't get himself to ask him to stop meeting. He would miss his touch, his voice, his presence, his kisses, him.

It was useless to go back now, he just had to wait for their meetings to come to an end and he wasn't going to be the one to end them even though his subconscious told him Seonghwa wouldn't end them either.

"What are you thinking of?" Seonghwa interrupted his thoughts when he noticed his lost stare at him. Hongjoong shook his head slightly, erasing the remaining ideas in his head before smiling at him.

"Nothing... are we gonna fuck or not?" He asked, tilting his head to a side. Seonghwa let out a small laugh before getting up, positioning himself in between the youngers' legs. He held his cheeks and pulled him into the kiss they were both desiring.

Yunho never broke his stare from his chief as he sat down on the chair in front of his desk, hoping his nervousness wasn't noticeable to the older man.

He had discovered that in fact, Seonghwa was missing some shifts. It was unbelievable at first, Seonghwa was organized, impeccable, and an example to others. But during the whole week, Yunho would go take the stops Seonghwa was supposed to take, he would just not be there, especially around the end of the afternoon or late at night. However, even if it was his job, he didn't want to uncover his best friend and partner to their boss. So, he would just say he needed more time and that way, he could talk with Seonghwa and make everything go to normal before their boss kept suspecting.

"So?" The chief asked, breaking the silence and watching the blonde's leg jump erratically every millisecond. A clear sign of tension he probably had ignored. "What did you find out about Officer Park?" He asked, eyes boring back into the boy's brown eyes.

"I... I need some more time. Just two or three days." Yunho answered, hoping he could get through this one.

"Mmm..." The chief nodded, looking down at the papers on his desk. He sighed, shaking his head. "You are one of my best officers, officer Jeong. But you're way too close to officer Park, so I couldn't help but send someone else along with you to investigate without you knowing about it. I decided to let you into my office first in hopes of you speaking the truth. Will you talk or should I hear what the other officer has to say?"

Yunho gulped. If the other officer had seen the same stuff as him, Yunho could be arrested for conspiracy for not speaking before him.

"...He is missing... I just wanted to make sure, that's why I asked for more time." Yunho blurted, guilt arising in his chest for exposing his friend.

"A single day is enough to miss your shift. A whole week is insane." The chief answered. "Very well. I'm having the other officer come in. Looks like he has some other type of information. Stay right here." Yunho nodded before his head turned around, facing the door and expecting the next officer to come in after his chief gave the hand motion to his assistant to open the door. "Officer Choi." The chief greeted him with a smile.

Yunho visibly tensed when Jongho entered the office. It was not because of the younger's presence, but because of the folder he was carrying. That obviously had evidence against Seonghwa, and there was no way of warning him after that folder was in hands of his boss. Jongho bowed his head at both before sitting beside Yunho, giving the folder to their chief.

"Now let's see what this bastard has been doing." Their chief said before opening the folder. The smug smile he had been wearing disappeared as he saw the first photos. "That's..."

"Kim Hongjoong, yes." Jongho replied, and Yunho sighed before pinching the bridge of his nose.

How the hell did Seonghwa manage to get so close to a criminal of that extent?

Hongjoong gasped when Seonghwa bottomed out in a single, harsh thrust while cursing in his ear. The stretch was burning him, yet he still rolled his hips to make the older one move. His fingers tangled with Seonghwa's long, black hair, tugging strongly with the first snap of Seonghwa's hips. He hadn't tied his hair in a ponytail this time, making it easier to pull at the strands. Seonghwa groaned at this action.

His pace began slow and steady, increasing every few seconds. Hongjoong sealed his lips, whimpering slightly to avoid his voice echoing through the whole place.

And then, Seonghwa could hear the faint sound of his radio inside the car under their elaborate breaths. He felt too high right now, but not high enough to risk it all by not answering his calls. Yunho had already called him out for it. His hips slowly came to a halt to Hongjoong's dismay, who whimpered.

"N-no..." Hongjoong whined when Seonghwa pulled out.

"I'm sorry..." Seonghwa mumbled, kissing his temple before rushing to the driver's seat and taking the radio in his hands. "5S12, 10-9."

"10-19, over and out."

Seonghwa stared at his radio confused at the sudden order. He had to go back to the station, but officers were rarely called back to the station during the daytime.

"What is it?" Hongjoong asked annoyed, looking back at him.

"...I'm sorry, I gotta return to the station," Seonghwa said while fixing his clothes. Hongjoong groaned, laying down on the car's hood.

"Are you kidding me? Can't you be 5 minutes late?" Hongjoong asked and Seonghwa chuckled, nodding his head while fixing his weapon and radio back in his belts.

"No... but I'll make it up to you once I'm back, ok?" He walked to the side of the hood and bent over him, joining their lips one last time.

Seonghwa parked outside of the police station, now aware of why was he called to report himself so abruptly. He called Yunho while driving down the highway, scared that something about his escapes was known. What Yunho told him through the phone calmed him down; they had asked all officers to report themselves as the commissioner had arrived to check on the station.

A lie, he figured out when, once he stepped foot inside the station, three officers aimed their guns at him. He lifted his hands, knowing better than to fight against them.

"Park Seonghwa, you're under arrest for conspiracy, aiding and abetting a crime." A fourth officer said behind him while pulling his hands behind his back to handcuff him.

"But I didn't aid-" Seonghwa groaned as he began reciting the Miranda rights, cutting him.

"Bring him to my office first, I'd like to talk with him." The chief said. Another officer took the gun away from his holster before they guided him to the office. He walked past Yunho, who mouthed 'cooperate'. Seonghwa stared at him a bit longer than intended before entering the office. He didn't blame him. They were trained for that after all.

"Well, I really didn't expect this." His chief spat at him once they were alone, turning around the folder for him to see the pictures. It was the night before he went to the warehouse, back at the hotel. Hongjoong was clearly beside him. His arrest didn't really worry him, but had they followed him to the warehouse? After staring at the pictures, Seonghwa lifted his gaze at the chief, showing no expression.

"We both don't want your arrest, so I have an offer." He then said, sitting down on his chair. Seonghwa raised an eyebrow, knowing he wouldn't like the deal at all. "The officer I sent couldn't follow you next morning, nor before that. And I know you set a next appointment with that criminal. So you're guiding us to him, you'll be our bait." No, Seonghwa didn't like the deal at all.

"And if I don't?" Seonghwa asked.

"You're charged for aiding and abetting a crime, you know that I can easily escalate that to second-degree murder. That means the death penalty for you. You don't want that, do you?" The chief smiled at him.

"You-"

"You're in no position to swear at me." He interrupted him.

Seonghwa felt trapped in a cage with no way out. He wished he could run away, go back to Hongjoong. He wished he never came back and obeyed his instinct instead of calling Yunho.

A few minutes had passed when Seonghwa decided to speak again, the chief patiently waiting.

"I don't care what charges will be pressed against me nor if I can't get my status back or not. Once you arrest Kim Hongjoong, you're evading the death penalty." He firmly spoke.

"Evade his death penalty? It's easier to resurrect people from the dead." The chief snorted.

"If you can press murder charges against me, you can remove his," Seonghwa said, maintaining his posture.

"And what should I do with the people dead in his hands?"

"They're a gang. Choose a member you dislike who's not him, and press those charges against that person." Seonghwa scoffed. "I'll help you if that's the deal."

Hongjoong was leaning against the stairs' handrail when he saw Seonghwa's familiar police patrol park inside the warehouse. He smiled, and as Seonghwa opened the door, Hongjoong got close to the car.

He looked stunning like always, hair pulled up in his familiar ponytail and impeccably dressed in his black uniform. In fact, he didn't take off his radio this time when he went out of the car. Instead, he left his weapon inside. Still, he sensed something weird. He looked... Tense.

"Hey." Seonghwa greeted him with a smile and closed the car's door.

"Hi. Is everything alright? What happened yesterday after the radio call?" Hongjoong asked.

"Yeah... It was just the commissioner arriving at the police station. That's very important, so." Seonghwa replied, and Hongjoong hummed.

Seonghwa approached him slowly before placing his hands on his hips, an action that seemed natural to Hongjoong so he surrounded his neck with his arms.

Hongjoong didn't hesitate when Seonghwa slowly pushed him to the closest wall without kissing him. He didn't doubt when Seonghwa lifted his hands above his own head and handcuffed him. He closed his eyes when Seonghwa began unfastening the harness holding his gun from his leg.

Right now, Seonghwa wished Hongjoong wouldn't trust him. He wished he would hesitate and fight back and leave at the moment he was trying to handcuff him. But ever since the first night, Hongjoong trusted him blindly, just like Seonghwa trusted Hongjoong. It hurt him, and it scared him too. It scared him about what would happen with Hongjoong once he was arrested, scared of losing his trust. Scared of having to face his cold, icy, and empty semblance if he did what he was about to do.

With a trembling hand, Seonghwa removed Hongjoong's gun from its holster, lifting it to Hongjoong's head just as multiple car doors banged close. Hongjoong opened his eyes when he heard the noise, feeling the cold iron muzzle digging into his temple and pressing against his orange bangs right after. His wrists were held by Seonghwa's hand against the wall, and his body was pinned by his. No matter how intelligent or skilled was he, Seonghwa's strength overpowered his. He struggled in vain to release himself when he saw the red and blue lights outside the warehouse, both police and drug enforcement coming inside.

"You'll be alright..." Seonghwa whispered in his ear, knowing those would be one of the last few things he would be able to tell Hongjoong. Hongjoong looked back at him with that piercing glare, warm smile faded, and cold gaze.

The expression he had only seen in pictures, just a cold-blooded criminal. The only difference would be the glistening in his eyes, tempting to cry but not daring to.

"Kill him, we can't risk letting him go a single second, or else he could escape." Hongjoong and Seonghwa both whipped their heads towards the commissioner. Seonghwa looked at his chief, expecting him to speak back from their deal. He just smirked.

"What are you waiting for, officer?" The chief asked. Seonghwa alternated his view between his chief and the commissioner.

"Officer Park, pull the trigger or I'll order it." The commissioner threatened. Seonghwa looked around. They were surrounded by loaded guns and rifles, all pointing at Hongjoong. It looked like there wasn't any way out.

Seonghwa finally looked back at Hongjoong, who looked back at him too. He shook his head to try to bring back the Seonghwa he felt safe with, the boy who whispered sweet nothings to him every night and cuddled him to sleep. It was useless when Seonghwa didn't react. A criminal didn't go over the commissioner's orders toward an officer. And it was stupid to trust him, stupid to trust a police officer. He should've killed him when he still had the chance back at the hotel months ago.

Hongjoong tensed when he felt the grip around the trigger tighten, not quite pulling yet. He was trembling, and a single tear rolled down his cheek when he squeezed his eyes shut. He probably didn't notice it in his fear, but Seonghwa did, and it hurt him.

He had fallen madly in love with the trembling boy in front of him, fearless to all but vulnerable only to him.

Seonghwa knew they wouldn't shoot unless they had the commissioner's order, no matter what. There was only left to pray for Hongjoong's snipers to be around when Seonghwa let go of the orange hair boy's fisted hands, removing the muzzle away from his temple. In a second, he pointed the end to the commissioner and pulled the trigger, the gunshot being much louder than it should be as well as the thud of his body against the stone floor. Seconds later, bullets flew above their heads, Hongjoong's snipers in fact being around.

Seonghwa was clearly obsessed, and deeply in love. Just a marionette to follow Hongjoong's orders, his lover's orders. Because Hongjoong was above everybody else. Nobody could hurt him, not even him.

Hongjoong will always be first.

(Part 1) (Part 2)

Masterlist

blacklist }} p.sh (m)

>>summary: you're usually a good girl. you stay out of trouble, do your own shit, and mind your own goddamn business. but when you're suddenly blacklisted by Park Seonghwa, all of that is quickly forgotten

>>pairing: park seonghwa x reader

>>genre: enemies2lovers hints idek. fluff kind of, badboy seonghwa, use of social media, etc

>>word count: 5.3k

>>warning: oc's potty mouth, lots of cursing, half of ateez are assholes, invasion of privacy, blackmailing but not really blackmailing, suggestive remarks, let me know if there's more. also not really smutty. just some mature topics. Y'all, I'm sorry for the scrolling!! accidentally removed the "keep reading" shit and didn't even realize it--whoops.

Park Seonghwa; he's nothing but some guy who happens to be blessed in the looks department, with an access to daddy's credit cards. Boooring. But everyone around here seems to listen to his words--his opinions, like it's the gospel.

For fucking why? You don't know, you're still trying to figure it out yourself, but believe it when you say it's ridiculous.

You've been staring at the computer screen for legit 20 minutes now, still unable to process everything--just as baffled as you were when you first opened up the page: Park Seonghwa's Blacklist. And there you are, your name sitting at the top in a fat, bold, and thick font as his most recent post. You can't believe it... you're officially blacklisted.

You'd be lying if you were to say you weren't warned. No, you just didn't think it'd actually happen--that he'd actually do it. Over something so petty, too!

It was maybe a little over a week ago, when you and your friend were lining up for the annual career fair. You know, an opportunity--a chance, to talk one-on-one with an actual representative from a company or any sort of working field so you can get somewhat of a jumpstart, just so you didn't feel like you're wasting your college experience away. Anyways! Everything was going good, until Seonghwa and his group of dipshits, you mean his friends, showed up and literally sucked the life out of everything and everyone there.

The line was so fucking long, you would've thought people were getting paid to be there, but no. Apparently, many other students felt the same exact way you did, and so the event ended up being a clusterfuck. You and Sumi stood in line for almost two hours already, so close to finally securing a booth, until Seonghwa and the shitheads suddenly cut in front of you guys.

Of course, had it been any other times, you would had let it slide. You're usually not one to pick a fight, and the last thing you want to do, is mess with Park Seonghwa: the campus's heartthrob and apparently everyone's favorite--a mystery that will go unsolved. But you had a long day. You just managed to cram two exams in one night, you were walking on an hour of sleep, and you just waited in line for what felt like years, and now daddy's boy over here thinks he could just waddle his way into the front of the line and you'd say nothing? No, fuck that.

You lightly tapped on his shoulder--he also happened to be the closest one to you. But he barely even swiped you a look. No... like literally. He checked behind for like a second and continued on the chatter with his boys like you're a fly; an inconvenience. You cleared your throat as he obviously did not get the message, but second time's a charm, right?

You repeated your previous action, but this time your tap holding more power, yet it didn't even faze him. Even worse, he didn't even deliver at least a glance. And just as you were about to lose your patience--as if you had any left, Sumi tugged at your arm and gave you that look. That look as in, "I know you're about to pop off, but please reconsider".

Like you said, you think you're a pretty good student and daughter overall. You try to stay out of trouble, you do shit as they're supposed to be done, and mind your own business for the most part. And frankly, you were not even looking for a fight. They cut in front of you and your friend disrespectfully, and you just wanted to tell them it's not okay. Sumi understood this, but she also knew that you can be overly self-righteous, morally determined, and always feeling like you have to do the right thing; save the day. And especially when someone pushes your buttons, all these sides of you starts coming out from hiding.

"Excuse me, but me and my friend were here first. We've been waiting for quite a while, so we'd appreciate it if you guys didn't--" You liked to act tough, but now that all four of the boys have officially turned their attention to you, it felt like you have been backed into a corner. Their stares lingering and piercing with animosity.

"Aww, Hwa... what should we do?" Wooyoung playfully nudged the older boy, delivering his remark with a tone that made you want to lounge forward and slap the smirk off his annoying face. Jung Wooyoung. The name anyone with a vagina on campus would probably know, because he is a walking red flag in itself. His dick has a need of its own that has to be fulfilled every couple hours. You're not sure how it hasn't fallen off by now, but you have better things to worry about than his limp sausage.

Wooyoung's comment caused an even bigger, punch-inducing grin plastered so clearly on Seonghwa's face. Like he's thinking: finally, some good shit.

"We got a tough one, ay?" He raised an eyebrow at you, quite literally trying to work up your nerves, and it's working. Better yet, it's multiplied when you see the same stupid grin on all the boys like it's contagious.

"I don't want to argue, I just don't think it's nice, cutting in front of all these people who have been here before you guys." The accent in your voice is genuine and innocent enough, yet the audacity you had to even cause such a scene in the first place, sparked a little interest in Park Seonghwa; the fascination to see how far he can really push your buttons.

Wooyoung was about to say something again like he always does, but is stopped in place when the older boy placed a hand in front of him, signaling him not to. "It's fine, Woo. We can go to the back of the line. Kitty and her friend here probably needs the experience more than we do."

His snide remark caused slight chuckles to erupt from the group of friends; two in the back: San and Jongho, high-fiving each other. These bitches have the mental capacities of a ten year old, TOPS!

You knew you should be offended at Seonghwa's allusion to you and Sumi being some kind of charity case, and you are! But the nickname in reference to you, is just as insulting. Kitty? That's jail! No, actually, you think it'd sound cute, if it was coming from anybody else but Seonghwa and his friends. Like if it came from Hongjoong, the really cute and nice guy who's in the same major as you. You guys would occasionally share greetings, and bid goodbyes like you won't see each other ever again, only to run into him in your 8 a.m. class the next day. But you and your crush on Kim Hongjoong, is another topic for another day.

Sumi was just cowering behind you the whole time, watching the shitshow unfold in front of her, yet too terrified to say anything to back her own best friend up. Not that you'd ever fault her, or be upset, because you understood your own friend's timid-ness. You found it endearing, and that's what you're here for; to coddle and protect her when she's too afraid to do it herself.

"Excuse me?" Was all you could get out. Because how in the fuck do you even reply to that.

Seonghwa scoffed, and his friends followed with more giggles. What is this? Middle school?

"Let me guess..." He suddenly took a step forward, trying to close the space between the both of you. Retreat, retreat! "Broke college student surviving on ramen each day with no luck in landing a job yet? That's why you're here? Hoping you'll catch the eye of some internships, or perhaps higher-ups who'll want to offer you a position? Hate to break it to you, Kitty, but life doesn't work like that."

As if he knows how life works! Because that's exactly how things usually play out at events like this. But then again, it's Park Seonghwa. He's probably never even been to a career fair before, let alone even heard of the word. Well... this is your first time too, but you sure as hell knew what the fuck it means at least. You're willing to bet he barely grasped the definition of the word as soon as he stepped foot into the area.

You rolled your eyes, shaking your head. He's dumber than you thought, and your expectations were very low to begin with. "And why are you here?" You taunted, closing up whatever amount of space was still left. You saw the way Seonghwa cocked his head, gaze biting deep into your own, and anticipating whatever you were going to say next.

"Let me guess..." Your wordplay and delivery mirroring exactly the way his did before. "Daddy cancelled your credit cards and told you to get a real job? That's why you're here? Hoping you'll catch the eye of some internships, or perhaps higher-ups who'll want to offer you a position? Because your parents pulled the plug, and now poor little Seonghwa have to look after himself?"

An inaudible gasp escaped one of the boys' mouth. You didn't know who it belonged to, but you knew for sure it happened. Seonghwa's brows pinched in, his expression unreadable and you hated how it made you felt uneasy--even though you still said what you said. But the several increments of silence after your response is broken by the devil himself.

"Uhhh... interesting." That was the only thing he said, but you could've swore you saw a more menacing reaction like a smirk, maybe even a smile. The feeling in your stomach turning inside out, hard to not feel intimidated or regretful of your decisions--fearful of the consequences, as unapologetic as you were.

Seonghwa had never thought you'd have as much bites as you do. He's ran into you on campus a couple times--even shared some classes with you in the past, but you were always so quiet, always so reserved, always so boring. Didn't think you'd have a mouth like that. Could've fooled him. But now, he wants to know more about what other things your mouth could do. And he makes it his mission to find out.

He saw the potential in your eyes, the way you didn't even spare it a second thought getting all up in his face just to prove a point. It activated something in him, and his body acknowledged the attraction, the core of his manhood throbbing a little. There's many things--a lot actually, that gets Park Seonghwa harder than a piece of steel, but he never thought a girl with some edge spewing insults in his face, would give him the same amount of gratification. And he thought he just might have to dig a little deeper into this newfound interest.

"I smell?!" You yell out, talking to the thin air in your room that's starting to become heated, probably from how much red you're seeing right now as you're scrolling through Seonghwa's post.

He's so full of shit, you think to yourself.

All of these things he's outed about you are borderline ridiculous. Not to mention, very untrue! Like he pulled all these facts out his ass and ran with it. No, actually, you're pretty sure he sat there and made all these crap up in a span of a few minutes from how low effort everything is. From his attempts to slander you, to even the extra explanations at the bottom that just quotes in a tiny font: "She just looks like she smells."

If he's going to drag you, you at least want to see him try. Not blacklist you for reasons like how you look like you smell, or how you're probably the type to put the milk in before the cereal. What in the fuck? And even if it's true, whatever you do with your food is your own goddamn choice.

But in all seriousness, you know Seonghwa can say some heavy shit if he wants to. You've seen it first-hand, and you've seen it with others who ended up exactly where you are now. You can't even really be angry, you're more just... amazed at how dumb it is. How petty, actually.

Park Seonghwa's Blacklist. The name and title is ominous, because well, to be blacklisted is to be ostracized. But really, it's just a list of a bunch of people on campus he's had a less than pleasant experience with. The whole concept is just an excuse for him to talk mad shit about anyone who poses as a threat to his already bruised ego.

Sounds harmless enough, except, you know some people who listens and clutch onto this man's words like he's the head of a cult. You knew one girl from your Information Systems class last semester; Jin Jooyeon who accidentally spilled water on one of Seonghwa's minion, Jongho, and got blacklisted just for that. Gossips and news spread like wildfire and the girl left the classroom the next day in tears. You felt so bad, you almost went to the head of the University and filed a freaking complaint. But that was until Sumi enlightened you that it wasn't going to do shit.

Seonghwa's dad is the chief executive and would probably do anything to cover his ass, so your letter in caps and a big red font will just end up being another email directed to the spam folder.

You're not much of an expert about what even goes around campus. You'd much rather spare your energy for what happens outside school hours. Like what game should you play this weekend, what TV show is on your next to-binge list after you're finished with assignments, or what should your latest blog post be about. So your knowledge of such thing is very much only a couple months old. But ever since, it's like you've stepped into a pattern of bad omens. It's absolutely unreal just how much you know about Seonghwa and his side characters now.

The next few minutes is spent browsing the remaining of his post, rolling your eyes every couple words here and there because you can't believe some people really eat this shit up. Nothing even remotely worthy of your time; most of it sounding like some middle schooler in their rebellious phase could've wrote this. Until you get to the last bullet point that really takes everything in your body and will to not get up from your chair and march all the way to your University's office just to ask for Seonghwa's address so you can go find him and shove a ten foot pole down his throat.

It's a bunch of pictures of you completely off guard and completely unsuspecting, just going on about your day. You know Seonghwa plays dirty, but you didn't think he'd play this low. He never took shots of any other students before. Did he fucking sent people to follow you around? Shit, someone could probably even be lurking inside your room right now. It makes you feel uneasy, your head twitching and turning, scanning the room as if somebody in disguise would finally magically reveal itself after you catching sight of nothing or no one--in your one room open space dorm; bed, kitchen and everything in the same area.

Okay, he's fucking with you at this point. But you're pretty sure taking pictures of somebody unauthorized is invasion of privacy. Is it illegal? That's debatable. But it definitely should be, as evidenced by how the patience you've been trying to hold in, is starting to break down and you're about to go into batshit mode. So you scroll back to the top of the post, not even bothering to read the comments (you don't need any further reasons to justify homicide) and hovering over the menus displayed; Home, Photos, About Me--ahhhh, there it is: Contact Me.

You've never clicked on anything so fast, nor have you ever read over a paragraph at the speed that you did, but the next thing you know, you're clicking on the "Chat with Me" button like you're going to win a prize for it. Something about a text along the line of "Chances are, I'm probably not going to reply but you can still try your luck ;)" flashed before your eyes, but not like you give a fuck. He's going to reply whether he wants to, or not.

y/n0898: hey daddy's boy, you there?

You wait in silence for about 20 seconds before a notification on the bottom of the screen pops up.

park_seonghwa: you called? y/n0898: that's an awfully fast response park_seonghwa: I was expecting a certain visitor y/n0898: don't flatter yourself park_seonghwa: I'm not. I just knew a certain kitty around here has claws y/n0898: don't call me that >.< park_seonghwa: you don't like it? I think it's cute y/n0898: it is. just not when you say it park_seonghwa: ouch... okay

He's throwing you off. You came here for one thing, not to have a conversation with Park Seonghwa.

y/n0898: why'd you made that post about me? And why would you send someone to stalk me and take those pictures? I demand it to be taken down park_seonghwa: you reap what you sow y/n0898: ??? okay?? that doesn't mean you go take pictures of someone unaware and post it on the internet, tf??! park_seonghwa: tell you what. I'll take the pictures down y/n0898: fucking please park_seonghwa: if y/n0898: if? park_seonghwa: you meet me tomorrow, inside the business building 7:30am y/n0898: that's it? park_seonghwa: that's it

That wasn't it, and you hate how you would even let yourself believe his words in the first place. Because before you could even process anything, he's already hauling you all the way to some dark janitor closet. His movements so smooth; like he knows exactly where to go and all the right things to do, almost like it's second nature to him--leading you to believe you're probably not the first girl he's dragged up in here, and probably won't be the last.

Taking the situation into account, as well as Seonghwa's reputation, you blurt out the first thing to pop in your head as soon as he's finished locking the door.

"I'm not going to suck your dick, Park."

Your comment catches him off guard, and he couldn't help but to let out a small chuckle. "That wasn't my intention, but you know unless you--"

"--my god, shut up. Shut up. Just tell me what you want and let's get it over with," You state, not wanting anything more but to get the fuck out of this small, dusty closet that's caving in on you, and sending all sorts of uneasy signals throughout your whole body. Probably because you think Seonghwa railed someone right in this very spot you're standing on, but you don't allow yourself to think about it.

It makes you feel dirty that you're even in here right now, alone with him. What would your best friend think when you were just talking mad shit about the man who's now only a few inches away from you, not too long ago.

Seonghwa begins making steps toward you, not that he has to make much efforts, considering how tiny the room already is. If he takes any more, your face would fall right onto his chest. You don't say anything, but he can sense how nervous you are; you swallowing down the pit in your stomach every now and then.

"Geez, Kitty. I haven't even done anything yet and you already look like you're going to cry." He smirks, just seeing how vulnerable your state is right now. Nothing alike to the smart-mouthed and spiky persona he encountered a week ago.

You don't know what provoked you; that stupid nickname that you wish came out of anyone but him, or the even stupider comment.

"Probably because some fucked out daddy's boy dragged me into a janitor's closet against my will after blackmailing me," You retort, your tone and language now much more closer to the girl that got herself into this mess in the first place.

And Seonghwa doesn't know either. If it's the way that even when it looks and feels as if he's finally gotten you under his hold, you never seem to crack. Or if it's that triggering nickname that has escaped your mouth one too many time past appropriate to not get his blood boiling.

You see the shift in his demeanor, a look in his eyes similar to the tales those close to you would always warn you about; menacing, cold, and serious--a lump in your throat comes into manifestation upon the realization that you should probably tone down the snarky remarks, knowing he has the advantage as of right now.

"And what's wrong with being a daddy's boy?" One of his eyebrows arches to tease, and you can sense the lump growing more aggressive.

"I-It's--" You're trying not to break in front of him, but your performance goes disrupted when there's a sudden buzz in the back of your pocket; your phone.

Seonghwa notices it too, and the tension lingering grows thick. He watches as you try to straighten yourself, detaching from his gaze and attention onto the source of the noise. But not before he beats you to it, reaching his arm around your figure and snatching your device in an animalistic way.

"Hey!" All potential anxiety that was once present within you, now all gone due to another invasion of privacy from the boy standing before you.

You lift your feet off the ground for a few seconds, even jumping slightly in an attempt to retrieve back what's rightfully yours, but the efforts goes unrewarded because Seonghwa is much, both stronger and taller than you.

You can only watch in defeat as he squints his eyes, trying to decipher whatever prompted that buzzing sound of notification.

"Your boyfriend?" He says casually, holding the screen up in front of you as you try to make out the message displayed on the lock screen.

It was a text, from Hongjoong. The name itself already sets off an awful shade of pink that manages to sneak upon the softness of your cheeks, and Seonghwa too, notices the chain reaction. He doesn't know whoever the hell this person is, but judging by how tomato red you are right now, this person must mean something at least.

Kim Hongjoong: Hey Y/n, you okay?

"None of your business." You take the opportunity to overpower him, hand quicker than you can even remember controlling, before your phone's already back in the palm of your hold.

Ignoring the fact that Seonghwa's still ogling with a watchful gaze, you go on to reply as if a certain evil and wicked presence isn't here right in the very same room. He can't really see what you're typing from where he's standing, but he sure can spot the little curve that seems to tug at the corner of your lips while you're talking to this Hongjoong guy. He doesn't even know why it's pissing him off. He barely even knows you, and you're both merely acquaintances--strangers even. But just seeing how you've been nothing but resentful to him, like as if you've written down every possible comebacks to counter anything he will say, but now so soft and merry for someone else, it kicks something in that male-driven ego of his. His words eventually slipping before he can really assess it. But then, when has he ever really cared about what leaves his mouth.

"Does your boyfriend know you're alone with someone else in the confinement of a janitor's closet? Doesn't sound like the best thing to fess up to at the moment," He throws, stuffing his hands into the warmth of his pockets. Something about the way he conveyed it, tells you he gets off of it. His tone is suggestive, as well as the annoying smirk that you hate to say, you're becoming more familiar with because he does it ever so often.

It causes you roll your eyes, sighing and shoving your phone back to the comfort of your back pockets. "He doesn't need to know. Not like we're doing anything wrong. Besides, you asked for me to come, and I did. Not sure for what fucking reasons, but can we get this over with? I have class soon, and better shit to do." You're not denying nor confirming what Hongjoong is to you, but also because Seonghwa doesn't deserve to know the current status of your guys pending relationship.

"What kind of shit?" He asks, and a scoff of disbelief departs from your mouth. You really said all of that, but it's like Seonghwa only chooses to listen to what he wants, blocking everything else out that isn't worth an acknowledgement.

"Shit's that better than being in a foul smelling closet with a boy that's even worse than the stench."

Seonghwa laughs, embracing the fact that although you do something that grates his nerves, he's more amused at the sheer audacity you have, to have said some of the most absurd shit he's ever heard come out from a goody-two-shoes. He still can't help but to wonder if that something has to do with this guy, Kim Hongjoong.

"Fine, you can go." He takes a step back, creating a large empty space between the both of you.

You raise an eyebrow at the sudden yielding. "I can?" Not going to lie, you were expecting for him to put up a much stronger fight.

He nods. "Or, unless you want to do something else--"

"--no please, god no. I'm getting the fuck out. But wait... you really asked to meet, for this...?" You call it "this" because you're not even sure what the correct matching term is.

"Just wanted to get to know you more, Kitty. That's it." He smiles, but you don't let it get to you, because for all you know, there's probably a sinister intention behind that stupid handsome smile.

"Okay, well... bye." You try to head out, only to be pulled into Seonghwa's embrace as you're faced against his chest.

"Wait." He signs, his index finger up in front of his mouth, telling you to hush, before peaking his head out the small crack of the door to check if you guys are in the clear.

"Go first, I'll come out after." And before you can even agree, Seonghwa had already pushed you out into the empty and echoing hallway. You look back at the door just one more time out of curiosity, before shaking your head and trailing to the first class of the day.

Maybe it's because you're still thinking about what the hell just happened back there; how you were alone with Park Seonghwa in some tight space for a humble few minutes, or because you're also theorizing whether or not he'll actually take down the post and pictures, but either way, you're very much consumed by the stream of thoughts.

You haven't even fully taken in the surroundings, until you bump face first into another body; that sweet, but manly scent of vanilla traveling up the brink of your nose, your heart reacting to the familiar aroma by doing a flip. And when you look up, of course it's no other than--

"Hey Y/n!" The boy in his bright red hair and black glasses--that's more for cosmetic purpose than for the enhancement of his eyesight, greets.

"Hey Hongjoong!" You welcome back the excitement of his with your own, maybe even more.

"I was looking for you," He blurts out a little too loosely, not sure how it came out, or if it gave away too much.

"I-I mean, because you know, we share the same morning class, of course." He tries to salvage whatever he still can, but unsure if it made any difference.

"Yeah." You laugh because you think he's adorable. Your mind going back to the conversation with Sumi and how she thinks, knows, that Hongjoong totally has a crush on you as well.

"Sorry, I had to sort some things out this morning," You speak, not lying, but also not wanting to disclose to him about what exactly happened. He doesn't need to know that the campus fuckboy dragged you into a dirty janitor closet to have a conversation about fucking nothing. You remember his text and you did replied, but with only a short "I'm okay" because just being near Seonghwa drained all the flirtatious energy in you.

"No problem. I was just... kind of worried, because I saw the post. Did he... do anything to you?" His word choices are careful and so is his tone. You can tell he definitely is worried, but still trying to come off not too prying. That's what you've always liked about Hongjoong. So sweet, so kind, and so respectful. God definitely took his time with him.

You shake your head. "Don't worry about it, I'll be fine. Someone like him, he's all talk and no bites." You giggle, and Hongjoong follows shortly after.

"If you say so. But you know, if you ever need help, or anyone by your side, I'm always here for you. I can always call up Yunho, Mingi, and Yeosang for extra hands as well. I know assholes like him doesn't play clean," Hongjoong states. And you admit, you were taken aback a little. Not by the offer, but because you've never even heard Hongjoong talk ill of anyone before, and it's also the first you've seen him so serious.

You nod. "Thank you, Hongjoong. I appreciate it. But no more talk of him. I can feel the kimbap from earlier coming back up. We should head to class before we're late, again."

Hongjoong chuckles from the small snark you just threw, before agreeing.

But both of you unaware and unsuspecting the whole time, to a dark figure looming in the corner just behind the wall, who overheard everything just now.

On a peaceful studious night, after having finished all assignments due for the next two weeks, you find yourself creeping to Seonghwa's blog out of sheer concern just to see if he really followed through with what he said. Although to be honest, you weren't expecting much.

When you hover over to his Blacklist, only to find no more trace of you or any gut-wrenching accusations that's probably false, your chest drops in relief. Park Seonghwa actually doing what he promised he would? Well shit, guess even pigs can fly at this point.

You're just glad. Glad you'll be receiving no more death stares as you walk past the canteen just trying to feed your system like any normal person. Glad there won't be anymore whispers that aren't really whispers in the first place, because you can clearly hear them talking shit about if you really smell, or how you probably planned everything from the beginning just to catch Seonghwa's attention. Like, gross? You'll rather step on legos.

But more than anything; glad you won't have to deal with the stupid, tall, black hair, with a punch-inducing smirk, daddy's boy.

Just as you're about to exit out the tab, to do anything else but linger on Seonghwa's territory, you hear that awful, stomach churning sound go off.

Not the kind that comes from Hongjoong's texts where it brings butterflies and makes you want to jump up and down in all sorts of girlish ways. But one where you know you'll come to hate and loathe within the next couple of weeks, or even months.

Whenever Park Seonghwa says "That's it." you need to take that as a major warning to run and never look back, because that's never it.

At the bottom of your screen with a notification visible, is a message from Satan himself.

park_seonghwa: hey kitty, wyd ;)

Needing you || Park Seonghwa

Summery: Your subby boyfriend tries out the new toy you got him.

Warnings: Smut, male masturbation, sex toys, and mommy kink.

A/n: Had to come back with a banger for y’all. I love the icons I made btw!! 🫶🏽 pretty proud with the way this came out.

His muscular body was covered in the fine sheen sweat, and breathing becoming ragged. He was lost in the sensation that his new cock ring you gifted him gave him. Buzzing against his cock just the way he liked it.

As the toy continued to vibrate against his cock he began to moan louder, “Yes baby just like that.” His hips thrusting forward in time with the rhythm sending more waves of pleasure through his body.

His fingers dug into the sheets, and he arched his back pushing his cock deeper into the toy. He picked up the pace, moving the toy harder and faster against his cock.

As Seonghwas orgasm builds up he increases the intensity of the vibrations from his cock ring. The toy's thrusts match his rhythm, pushing him closer and over the edge. “Oh fuck yes,”

His body tenses, and his cock starts to throb, a thick stream of precum oozes out of the tip, and he moans loudly as he finally reaches his climax.

While his orgasm subsides, he decides to stimulate himself, wanting to see how far he can go. He increases the intensity of the vibrations from his cock ring and the toys thrust, making them faster and harder.

“I need you so bad.” His moans grew louder, and his body starts to tremble. Sweat drips down from his forehead, and he grips the sheets tightly. his cock twitches in response to the intense stimulation leaking and more precum.

Reaching his climax, his body shakes violently as he shoots hot cum all over the cock ring and his stomach.

He comes down from his high and looks at the camera with a smile on his face. “Thank you mommy” he says before sending you the video and setting his phone beside him.

He takes a deep breath, feeling satisfied and accomplished with what he just did.

Now, he’s excited to see what his girlfriend will think of it.

— Sub!Hwa Christmas special

Happy holidays everyone, I am so excited to announce my mini series for kinkmas this year! Since this is my first time doing anything like this it’s going to be an interesting experience. The many kinks I have in mind for this year is going to have y’all shaking.

( Update every week or when I have an idea) 🤙🏽

1 — Needing you

2 — Anything you want

3 — I love you

4 — Eat it

5 — Christmas gift

Anything you want || Park Seonghwa

Summery: He will never notice how much you’re using him, that’s how in love he is with you.

Warnings: smut, face riding, and begging.

Pairing: Sub!Seonghwa x Dom!femreader

a little mini series for Christmas, I will start making the master-list (Seonghwa mini series).

Sickeningly you found yourself enjoying the power you had over him, with your pussy just above his face, teasing him with your wet folds, and his pleas growing more desperate. “Please mommy, I just want to taste you.” You just knew with those little words you had him wrapped around your finger.

“Please just sit on my face, anything you want I have.” His voice became hoarse, wild with desire and lust. You felt his hot breath near your sensitive folds, aching for just a little taste, but you weren’t going to give in so easily without getting what you wanted first.

“Seonghwa baby, do you know what I want from you?” Your fake sweet syrupy voice is laced with false promises, and manipulation made to control him.

With his mind being filled with an intoxicating mix of desire and love.You knew he couldn’t tell the difference between your fake love and genuine affection that he longed for from you.

“I want everything you have to offer me, money, cars, houses, and more.” You said before slowly lowering yourself onto his face, taking your time, savoring the feeling of his warm breath against your sensitive folds. Your hips began to move in a rhythm that was both familiar and new, he couldn’t help but moan as you started to ride his face that was now soaked with your sweet juices.

With a mix of his and your moans filling the room. Your teasing movements continued, each one sending shock waves of pleasure through his body.

As you felt the need growing in between your legs aching for more, you increased your pace, body weight pressing down on his face. His moans grew louder, muffled by your wetness as you continued to ride him.

You could feel the heat building up inside you, the tension coiling tighter and tighter. With one last push, you threw your head back in ecstasy, your orgasm rushing over you like a wave.

Your body shook violently, and your juices dripped down onto his face as you rode out the intense pleasure.

As the orgasmic waves subsided, you slowly dismounted from his face, body still trembling from the intense pleasure. You looked down to see a large wet spot on his gray sweatpants, evidence of his release. His eyes were still rolled back in a trance, his breathing ragged as he tried to regain control. You smiled, feeling a sense of power and satisfaction.

You reached up and gently ran your fingers through his hair, pulling him closer to you. You leaned in and brushed his wet nectar filled lips against yours, tongue darting out to tease his. He’s helpless under you, his body still reeling from the orgasm you had given him.

He mumbled "You can have anything,"

I love you || Park Seonghwa

Summery: You and your cute subby boyfriend tries pegging.

Paring: Sub!Hwa x Dom!reader

Warning: Smut, pegging, (that’s all tell me if I missed anything)

A/n: this was kinda rushed so I know it sucks a bit 😞

As you continued to thrust in and out of Seonghwas tight hole, the man’s cries of pleasure only grew louder. His mind was completely clouded by the sensation of being filled and the feeling of being loved. As his fully hard cock slapped against his stomach with each thrust he cried out “I love you, I love you, I love you.”

“I know you do.” You said pounding into him harder. Seonghwa’s thoughts began to become incoherent, his words a jumble of moans and gasps.

You couldn’t help but watch in awe as he began arching his back with every powerful thrust. The muscles on his stomach flexed and rippled beneath his pale skin while his eyes rolled back in ecstasy.

With a look of intense desire in his eyes, you grabbed his throbbing member and began stroking it in time with the powerful thrusts. The smooth skin of his cock slid against your palm, sending electric shock waves of pleasure through his entire body. The sensation was too much for him to bear; he let out a primal scream, his muscles tensing as he approached his climax. Tears streaming down his face, he pleaded for you to continue. “Please don’t stop baby, please.”

Seonghwa’s breaths became increasingly labored his and eyes remained closed, lost in the pleasure you were giving him. His soft moans filled the room, fueled by the primal desire that coursed through his veins. You watched as his shaft twitched in anticipation, the tip glistening with a generous amount of precum. His hips jerked involuntarily, sending another wave of pleasure coursing through him.

Seonghwa’s grip on your arms tightened, and he whimpered your name in a pleading tone. His moans turned to gasps for air as you took control of him and guided him towards the peak of ecstasy once again. With every thrust, you felt the velvety walls of his ass squeeze around the silicone, drawing out every last sensation.

Seonghwa’s body tensed and his eyes shot open, revealing a look of pure ecstasy on his face. His entire being was consumed by the intense pleasure coursing through him as he screamed your name and arched his back. The tightened muscles of his ass squeezed around the toy as he was overtaken by the most powerful orgasm he had ever experienced. His seed erupted from his cock, painting his stomach in thick, white cream as he convulsed in an almost painful release.

The sounds of his moans and gasps echoed through the room slowly thrusting, giving him time to ride out the intense wave of pleasure that overtook him. When it was finally over you pulled out of him and he collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily, his body shaking from the aftershocks of his orgasm.

Eat it || Park Seonghwa

Sub!hwa series — Sub!hwa series!

Summery: You get what you want, and he just agrees.

Pairing: Mean Dom!Reader x SubHwa

Warnings: pussy eating, the use of the nicknames (my bitch, the word bitch in general)!!

A/n: Be prepared for this one.

Seonghwa's tongue dances across my folds, his whines muffled against my wetness. He asks with a pleading tone, "Am I doing it right, Mommy?" His actions speak louder than words as he devours me with unbridled passion.

I moan loudly, pushing his head deeper into my depths. "My bitch is doing so good," I pant in ecstasy. His skilled touch sends waves of pleasure coursing through me as he obediently follows my lead.

His whine against my cunt is a mix of desire and hunger. "Taste so good," he murmurs, his words filled with longing and satisfaction.

His head emerges briefly for air, but I push it back down with a demanding tone. "Keep going, bitch," I pant breathlessly, craving his unrelenting devotion.

Seonghwa's long tongue fucks in and out of me, a rhythmic dance of pleasure that drives us both to the brink. Moans escape our lips as we surrender to the sensations.

My juices flow freely, painting his face with a sheen of pleasure.

“Get towel and wipe your face.” Your voice was laced with a chilling detachment, devoid of any warmth or affection. It sent shivers down his spine, making him feel like he had disappointed you in some way.

He quickly nods and hurries off to find a towel, Seonghwa comes back with the towel and carefully wipes his face with it, his movements slow and deliberate. His eyes dart nervously between me and the task at hand, trying to avoid any further displeasure from my cold gaze.

"I've got what I needed. Now leave," I command, my voice cold and dismissive. Seonghwa quickly gathers his things and exits the room, leaving me alone with a lingering sense of satisfaction.

Christmas gift || Park Seonghwa

Sub!hwa series

Summery: Seonghwa gives you a little surprise when you come home from work.

A/n: This concludes the mini series!!

As you enter the house, you can't help but let out a soft chuckle at the sight before you. Seonghwa bound to a chair, his cock already hard and ready for action. A red bow is wrapped around the base of his shaft, with a tiny vibrator attached to it, causing it to buzz and vibrate against his sensitive flesh. Seonghwa's voice trembles with a mix of need and longing as he whines,

"Merry Christmas, Mommy."

You approach him slowly, taking in the sight of his exposed cock and the way it jerks and twitches

Seonghwa bucks his hips up, shaking and trembling as he moans loudly. The room fills with the sounds of his pleasure, creating an intoxicating atmosphere.

My hand wraps around his shaft, my touch sending a jolt of pleasure through him. The sensation intensifies as I stroke him with precision and skill, bringing him closer to the edge.

The vibrating toy sending waves of ecstasy through his body. "That's my good boy," I whisper, relishing in his submission.

Seonghwa's body trembles uncontrollably as the overstimulation becomes too much. His breathing grows ragged, and he whimpers in a mixture of pleasure and discomfort.

Tease

Park Seonghwa x fem reader

a/n: yikes i went overboard- this was originally supposed to be a small drabble but the hwa brain rot is so real. i saw this photo and I STARTED THINKIN THOUGHTS I HAD TO GET THEM OUT-

You decided to tease your boyfriend, but you soon find out that what goes around always comes back around.

✫彡wordcount: 2.5k

(>ᴗ•)genre:

smut, p w/o plot, fluff sprinkles

ಠ_ಠwarnings/contents:

soft dom+teasing seonghwa, established relationship, implications of nudes, use of sex toys, edging/orgasm control, cunnilingus, begging(lots tbh), praise, dacryphilia, unprotected penetration(wrap it up yall), lots of pet names, hair pulling, light name calling, profanity, scratching, one(1) chomp, big dick hwa, belly bulge, cream pie, and forehead touches(obv) and i think that's it ... i told you i went overboard ..damn this is wild 😭

SMUT UNDER THE CUT MDNI

"You wanted my attention all day, Sweetie. Why are you crying now? You've got what you wanted..." Seonghwa looks down at you with his eyes glazed over in lust, resting his elbows on his knees and leaning down to where you sit on the floor in front of the couch. Your legs spread, face warm and wet with tears, cute pantie set pushed to the side to give him a good view of your wet hole clenching the toy. "You've got all my attention, sweet girl."

"Please-"

"Nuh-uh." He cuts you off, cupping your face with a soft smile that hardly matches his next words, "you take it. This is what you get." You adjust yourself on the floor to sit on your knees, and he watches you with a hint of amusement.

You brace yourself on his thighs, gripping the fabric of his sweats. "Please, Mars... Touch me. God- please give me more. I need to cum. I'm s- I'm sorry!" You sob, leaning your head onto his lap. You feel his hand gently pat down your undoubtedly messy hair, then you hear him chuckle.

"You're always sorry until I let you cum, huh?"

"No, I'm really sor-"

"Teasing little slut," he groans, tenderly tugging your hair by the roots to pull your head up. You've left a stain of tears just above his knee. "Tell me," he begins, "do you think I enjoyed a hard on during practice? You think I got to cum after you teased me with those pictures?"

"No," you admit, tears slowing. He notices, and reaches to his phone, abruptly turning the device from six to twelve. They return full force, your legs clench themselves together and you cling onto Seonghwa for dear life as moans rip through you. "I'm sorry, Hwa! Please, please, it's too much," you croak out.

"Too much?" He coos with a smirk. "I thought you wanted to cum, Princess?" Your eyes widen at the implication of his words, and he only smiles back down at you. "Get back down there and maybe I'll let you."

You all but fall back into the shag rug of your apartment, hiccuping as your tears free fall. "Please, I'mma be good, Baby. I promise, I pinky swear, with a fucking cherry on top!" You almost forget to spread you legs, when his foot knocks down one of you knees and reminds you. You expose yourself to him as you revel in the feeling of the intense vibrations inside you.

It's never enough to make you cum, though. And Seonghwa knows that. That's why he's looking down with a smirk.

"Can't see you, Sweetie." His voice alone makes you cry out in a moan, writhing as you try to get any friction on your clit with the lace panties you used to tease him. "Take them off." Your tears blur your vision as you blink open your eyes, staring up at the ceiling as you hook your fingers under the fabric. You follow his instruction, pulling them down as quickly as you can and leaving them discarded to an unknown corner of the room.

"There's my good girl," he all but moans as he slinks to the floor in front of you. "Where've you been all day, Angel? I've been stuck-" he runs his hand over your calve, making you twitch- he laughs heartily. "I've been stuck with an attention whore all day."

Unbeknownst to you, his smirk only grows as he comes closer and sees the fat tears that still run down the sides of your face. "I'm so-" you cry out as his hands find purchase on your hips, holding them in place. "I'm so sorry, Hwa! I'll never tease you again, I swear! I'm gonna be good! I'm your good girl, I promise!"

He hums, pushing you back so he can lay flat on his tummy. "I know you are, I know. We all have our days. Isn't that right, Princess? You were just extra needy today, huh?" His thumb ghosts over your swollen clit, and you begin mumbling incoherent pleas and apologies: gripping onto the carpet like it owes you money.

"Isn't that right?" he asks again, reaching one of his hands up to grip your hand and ground you.

"Yes," you moan, "just need you so bad."

"You've got me," he attaches his lips to your core with no warning, and both of your hands wrap up in his blond locks.

"God, fuck!" His tongue assaults your begging cunt, swiping up and down and side to side and messaging you in tight circles. "Oh my God, my God, Mars Baby, so good! You're so good! Please, don't stop," you begin to hyperventilate, and it doesn't slip his attention as he hears it in your tight voice.

He moves one of his hands away from its death grip on your hip and trails it to rest softly between your ribs, tracing the same patterns he makes with his tongue with his index finger. Similar to him, one of your hands lets up on the clutch you have on his head and traps his wrist in it, feeling the small flexes as he traces on your body.

When he begins backing his head away as you start to reach your peak, you try fruitlessly to push him back. The vibration increases ten fold. He put it all the way to twenty. Your hips buck in his hold, head thrown to the side and back arched off the floor.

"Angel, hey..." he speaks gently, leaning over you and smiling as he wipes your hot face. "You ready to cum for me?"

"Yeah," you manage to mumble, kissing his wrist before he pulls it away and wraps both his hands around your thighs. He watches as you wait patiently for a moment, bracing yourself for his tongue. "Hwa?" You prop yourself up after a long moment. "Baby, please?"

He hums, looking up as if he's deep in thought. "I don't know... Are you sure?"

"Fuck!" You pound your hands on the floor, surely pissing off the downstairs neighbor (who is the extremely unfortunate Choi San).

He laughs, thumbs digging into your hips as he gives you a kitten lick that makes tremors rack your body. "You sure?"

"Yes! Yes, please! I want to fucking cum for you, Mars! I want to fucking cum, please help me, I need it so badly," you can barely keep eye contact with him as he rolls his tongue out. "Please, stop teasing me," you whisper though your sobs, giving him your best pleading eyes.

"How can I resist that?"

He sucks roughly on your weeping cunt, rolling his tongue over your nerves as he does so. You come undone in no time at all, so wound up from his teasing that the pleasure spills over inside you and you're seeing stars in your vision. You freeze up as you're dunked into an overwhelming climax. He doesn't let up until you seem to come back into your own body, slumping to the floor and searching him out with a wandering hand.

He sits up quickly and pulls you up into his lap even quicker, wrapping his arms around you tightly- somehow finding time to turn the vibrator off in between. You lean into his warmth, moaning into his shoulder, "fuck." You're so out of it that you don't notice you're sitting over his hard cock. "Fucking love you."

"I love you," he places a chaste kiss to your temple. "My precious Angel. You did so well." His gentle fingers find your overworked cunt, and you jump at the feeling. He holds back a chuckle at the moan you let out when he finally takes the toy out with a lewd pop. He tosses it half harzardly near the wet spot left on the carpet by the mixture of his saliva and your wetness- making a mental note to break out the carpet cleaner.

"Sweet Angel," he rasps as he leaves an open mouthed kiss on your sweaty neck. "Love of my life." He tugs you away from your near-sleep with a deep kiss to your lips. It's wakes you up, his tongue quickly finding its place in your mouth. You wrap yours up in it, entangling you together as he pumps his cock in the small gap between the two of you.

"You need more time, Princess?" You shake your head, steadying yourself with a hand on his shoulder as you take him in the other.

He can barely hold himself back as he hears you begging so quietly, he nearly misses it. "Want you to fill me up."

"Fuck," he groans, "keep talking like and I'll loose my mind." He holds back a moan with his finger between his teeth as you sink down on him. You settle ontop of him, flattening your chest against his and resting your forehead against his. "Want you to fuck me full, Mars." You say proudly, "want you to cum inside me. Want it so bad."

"Too good to me, Sweetie." He rests his arms over your shoulders and glances down to where you're connected.

"Can I move now?" You ask with a quick smile and a kiss to the side of his lips. He nods, pushing his head impossibly closer to yours as his eyes screw up in pleasure.

"God," he gasps, savoring the way your walls slowly envelop him. His throat bobs as you kiss behind his ear, holding himself back to let you have your little moment of dominance. "My good girl, my Angel. Take me so good." His words appeal to the sub he knows you are, your hips stuttering.

The slapping of your skin together echoes in the room, fueling both of your insatiable hunger for one another. "So big," you whine as you work your hips. You finally lean away from him to get better leverage, rolling your hips. "Gah-" You moan as he presses on of his hands to your back, the other just above your cunt. "No, I can't take it! Don't fucking do it, Hwa."

He swipes his tongue over his top lip, looking up at you with a shockingly wholesome smile. "Don't you wanna feel me, Princess? I wanna feel..." You can't deny the way it drives you crazy when he presses down on the outline of his cock inside you. Your just afraid you might loose your mind after how he made you cum earlier. "You think you can handle it?" His hand leaves the imprint and wonders to you breast, pinching your nipple and making your hips halt as you lean into his touch. "Ah~" he moans, "my Love is so sensitive."

He takes back the dominance in a second flat (as if he ever let it slip away). He wraps his arms around your waist and begins pounding into you, relishing in the way he can see his cocks outline just above your pussy before it's hidden by your belly fat. "That's it, Sweetheart. Just like that..." Your walls flutter around him, earning a low moan.

Wordlessly, you remove one of your hands form their tight grasp on the straps of his tank top and toward your stomach.

"Can you take that? You sure, Precious?"

"Yeah," you brokenly whimper that you, "wanna feel it. Wanna feel you." You both whine as you put pressure down, and his hips falter ever so slightly. Tears are building up in your eyes for the umpteenth time tonight, and he leans off the back of the couch to kiss your cheeks as they fall, treasuring the saltiness.

You let your legs fall from the upright position, and he wraps them around him, pulling you all the closer as he fucks into you, and you feel it even more as he keeps a hand on your lower stomach. "Mars-"

"Hold it." He knows by now that you're about to cum, and he's still technically punishing you. "Don't cum yet, don't do it."

You prop your head over his shoulder, wrapping your hands up in the back of his hair. The harder it gets, the harder you clench, and it only builds you up faster. "Baby, please..." You cry, tugging his hair.

"Hold it, Sweetie. You can do it. If you cum, I'm not letting you catch your breath."

"Feels too good!" Your hands rake down his back, leaving angry red lines in your wake. "I can't-"

"You can," he hisses as you mark up his back, "you can take it, Princess. My Princess can take it. I know you can."

His words give you the will to hold back the pleasure, biting gently into his shoulder to hold back your loud noises. "Good girl. You're there, right? I know you wanna cum so bad, huh?"

"Please, can I?" You sniffle, pushing back off his shoulders to face him, brain foggy and excited at the words that leave his lips. You trail your arms down his arms, leaving a trail of goosebumps behind. "God," you start moving your hips with his the moment you see him. His own tears are welling up, face flushed, lips swollen from physically biting back his moans. "My pretty boy, you-Fuck!" He slams up into you, moaning openly as you praise him. "Mars Baby, you fuck me so good! Take such good care of me," you cradle his hot face in your shaking hands, struggling to hold your orgasm back and still function.

"I'm going to fucking fill you up, Angel." He's already more than halfway to that promise, watching as you stare down at him, keeping your hands on his face so lovingly as he pounds you mercilessly. "Want you to cum with me. Want you to cream on my cock."

You nod, managing to hold back most of your yells as he ups the force: holding you from bouncing with one hand on your hip and the other on your shoulder. "Please, Hwa... fuck me full. Wanna be full of you."

His hand slips down from your hip and to your abused clit, and you can't hold back as you cum- forcing yourself to keep your eyes on him as they threaten to roll back. He pulls your head to his and moans loudly into your lips, continuing to thrust as his warm seed fills you up.

He pulls back as darkness starts to cloud your vision, sweet praises followed by the shallow, heavy breaths of the both of you. You shiver in his hold, tears soaking the fabric of the couch that you now have your face smushed against.

"God," he whines, hands rubbing up and down your back soothingly. "My little fucking tease."

Ateez sub headcanons

Ateez x gn reader

a/n: anon asked " I'm in love with your subby Woo,I need to hear your take on other members as subs PLEASE " boy do i have something for you 🤭

▼・ᴥ・▼(>ᴗ•)genre: headcanons, bullet point style, smut

ಠ_ಠwarning/contents: sub ateez, established relationships, not grammatically correct(capitalized,ect), short, unedited, little dialogues for each. mentions: pegging, slapping, hickeys, dacryphilia, pet names, begging, brat behavior, restraints, name calling, teasing . (think that's it)

smut under cut MDNI

Seonghwa

i feel like he would rarely sub, he just likes the little extra rush he gets being more in control

but when he does ???

whew boy

literally the sweetest boy ever for you

likes to sub after particularly hard days at work, just lets you ruin him to make him feel better

he always likes when you ride him, but especially when you're the dom

he'll just lay back and take it and whine

lowkey a pillow princess(?) when he subs

like- just kiss him and hold him and make him feel good while he lays there and enjoys it

will probably call you mommy no matter what ngl

"So- fuck. So good, Mommy!"

you don't need to give him permission to cum, you just have to fuck him through it

"That's my good boy."

aaaaaand he's hard again

Hongjoong

good luck lmao

brat

the brattiest

fucking brat

he would complain how you don't fuck him good enough all while he's drooling on the pillow

he won't admit it but he likes when you tie him up and overwork him until he cries

if you tease him with any kind of toy, he'll beg and beg for you to touch him- not a stupid toy

but, even as he complains, he cums the hardest when he's subbing

calls you baby even when he's subbing

"That's it, baby? You can't make me cum with that stupid toy!"

you definitely can and will tho, after hours of "trying"

"Maybe you're right, Joongie. Looks like I can't make you cum after all."

and here come the water works

Yunho

dumb

literally stupid

he can barely answer your questions, he just holds your hands and whimpers

begs for more even when hes already cum more that night than the whole month total

wants an unbelievable amount of kisses

like , are you pegging him? kiss plz. riding him? kiss now. making him fuck himself into you? your lips, his lips, immediately.

over all, probably the subiest imo (right next to wooyoung and mingi)

"Kiss me. Please kiss me."

give this poor boy all your love god dammit

"My Yuyu... such a baby."

the cutest sub-- he's unmatched fr

Yeosang

another guy i don't think likes to submit a lot

like, once or twice a year at most

he likes to have control, very little exceptions

even when he's subbing he's technicallyyyy doming

he knows that sometimes you want control in the bedroom, and he gives it to you

at least-- he makes you thiiiink he gives it to you

he'll do whatever you want, of course he will he loves you too much not to

but, even when you sit on his face: he's the one in control- being a little brat about teasing you

like i said, probably the least sub of them all i think

"You're doing so good. Fuck me so good."

if you catch on- he still won't give in a hundred percent

"I see what you're doing, Yeo. Just let me fuck you good like you fuck me!"

San

good lord this man is a switch

he can be the meanest, roughest, dom one minute and begging under you the very next

never once would you be with him and not have like five different exchanges of power

when he's subbing - he's kind of like Seonghwa

he just wants you to make him feel good

he almost always cums when subbing, rarely when he's in his dom mode

when he's doming- he's so focused on you

but god damn, when he subs ???

you make him feel so good that all he can do is yell and hold onto you and beg you to make him cum

will also probably call you something like mommy/daddy/ect

"Please, needa cum! Make me cum, I need it so bad! Please, can I?"

always needs permission, it doesn't matter if you've told him a million times that he's allowed to cum whenever he wants

"Of course, Sweetie."

Mingi

sort of a mix of joong and yunho

like, he knows you fuck him stupid and he lets you know too

but at the same time, he's always complaining how he needs more

he only does it so you get mean with him, tho

he likes to be DOMED when he's domed like -

probably likes getting slapped and call a whore , y'know what i mean?

loves being handcuffed and/or tied up in pretty ropes

fuck him within an inch of his liiiife and he will almost combust on the spot

he begs for more and more and more and can't ever get enough until hes literally sucked dry

goes batshit crazy when you kiss him softly while fucking him

cries even tho you give him what he wants

"God, Angel! I can't take it! S'too much!"

it's not, and if you stop ? he's begging for more again

"My dumb slut... doesn't even know what he wants."

Wooyoung

sweet stupid baby boy

in Marks, i implied that he's sub leaning and GOD DAMNIT I STAND BY THAT

usually starts subby, and when he gets too frustrated he'll try and take more control

begging

whining

the works

goes wild if you tease him

and- again, i stand by this- a lot of people think he likes being a brat and being degraded and suuure

he likes that fs

but he loves when you praise him and call him the sweetest names you can think of

so needy 24/7 and goes dumb until you give him what he needs

"Don't stop, please, Baby."

if you do ? lmao say hi to dom woo for me

"Didn't even let me fuck you before you got so worked up, what a needy boy."

Jongho

tbh, i don't see him leaning one way or the other

he likes to be equal to his partner in all aspects: including the bedroom

but when you're on top of him he kind of looses that mentality and totally forgets that you're feeling just as good as he is

you just feel soo good like that he can't help it but to slip

when he does, it's noticeable-just barely

but if you catch on and start teasing him , he'll just stutter and blush and ask you not to be so mean

undeniably, he loves when you start calling him light names and holding his neck a little tighter

and if you start sucking on his neck ???

he's gone lmao

"Don't tease me anymore! I need you!"

but his begging is just so cute you cant help but keep teasing

"Need me? I'm right here, stupid."