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seventy two hours - l. heeseung 📓🧑🏻‍🎓

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↣ lee heeseung x fem!reader (both are 18)

↣ it’s the summer after high school; heeseung has been in love with his childhood friend, y/n. despite his efforts to make her see how he feels, she remains oblivious. with only three days left before they both go off to college, he must find a way to win her heart before it's too late. will he succeed, or will he have to let go of his love and move on?

↣ warnings: MDNI! making out, cunnilingus, fingering, jerking off, voyeurism, unprotected sex, overstimulation, love confessions, creampie, explicit sex, teasing, dirty talk, body marking, & more.

↣ genre: fluff, angst, smut, slice of life au

↣ wc: 4.1k

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“lee heeseung,” you called, poking your head out of your window to look down at the sweaty boy who just so happened to live next door to you. he’d been bouncing a basketball in his driveway all night and it was driving you nuts!

to your incredulity, heeseung cocked his head to look up at you, smiling from ear to ear as he saw you. “y/n.” he sighed, holding his basketball to his chest. “have you been standing there the whole time?”

“no! unlike you, i’m trying to get some sleep. it’s 2 in the morning and you’ve been bouncing that ball since 7.” you whined, leaning against the window seal as you rubbed your sleepy eyes.

“oh? so you’re keeping track of how long i’ve been out here..?” he smugly remarked, dropping the ball into his yard as he wiped sweat from his forehead. “do i interest you that much, y/n?”

“heeseung.” you glared at him, “please let me sleep.”

he smiled, “you should come out here with me. i can show you how to shoot a 3 pointer.”

shaking your head, you closed your window. you huffed as you laid back in your bed, tiredly sighing as you heard him pick his ball up and bounce it against the pavement again. another day, another night spent trying to drown out heeseung.

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your next few days were spent dorm shopping with your mother; you’d been accepted into northwestern university to study journalism on a full scholarship. you truly were excited to start a new chapter of your life and explore yourself and the environment around you.

you’d be even happier if you didn’t have a little baby whining in your ear every day about the fact that you were moving across the country. of course, living next to heeseung meant you two were very close, almost too close. it got to the point of him being immensely comfortable with complaining about how it was “odd” if you to look forward to moving away from everyone you’ve ever known.

while yes, moving from a small town in virginia to a larger city in illinois would take some time getting used to, but that didn’t mean it would justify you being fearful. what was there to be afraid of? people move all the time, it wasn’t as though you’d be the first person to leave family for college. heeseung was just being dramatic, per usual.

“you really should just stay here, i don’t see why you can’t just go to school online.” heeseung shrugged, holding his knees to his chest as he sat on your bed, watching you take down the polaroids of you and friends from your walk to pack away for your dorm.

you smiled, shaking your head at him. “heeseung, you’re acting like i’m not going to come back on breaks. it’s not my fault you chose to stay here for college.”

“you’re right, i DID choose to stay here. wanna know why?” he asked.

you propped your hand on your hip and raised your eyebrow at him. “i know you want to tell me, so just go ahead and say it.”

“because…” he trailed off, anxiously biting his lip as he began again. “because everything i’ll ever need is here, virginia is my home; our home. why would you leave all this behind when everything you need is right here?”

you shrugged, “i don’t see what’s here in virginia that i can’t find in illinois. my parents plan to travel while i’m gone so there’s not much keeping me here.”

heeseung pouted. “ouch.”

“aw.” you laughed, “you know im going to miss you when i leave. how could i forget you and that stupid basketball you keep me awake with…”

heeseung smiled a bit, but you could tell there was some sadness behind it. “maybe we could play together?”

“hmmm…” you hummed. “we could, but i’d rather do something else. why don’t we do like a sleepover and binge on a bunch of movies? pull an all nighter or something.”

“a sleepover?” heeseung asked, sitting up and licking his lips. “as in…like me sleeping over here or…you sleeping at my house?”

“either. it doesn’t matter to me.” you smiled, grabbing some tape to close the box of pictures and placed it to the side. “but, you and i both know how strict my mom is about you being over. she would make you sleep on the couch downstairs.”

he slowly nodded, “true…”

“so we should probably just go to your place, yeah?” you asked him, glancing back at him. “i’m assuming you want me in the same bed as you, so we’re better off just doing it over at yours.”

he scoffed, “what?! who says i want you to sleep in my bed?”

“me.” you smiled, tossing the box off to the side. “like helloooo, look at me. who wouldn’t want me to sleep in their bed?”

heeseung married his eyes at you. “you are so…”

“i’m kidding~” you laughed, taking a seat at your desk. “i’d only get in your bed anyway.”

“wait really?” heeseung asked you, his ears perking up. “why only mine?”

“because you’re my bestie. now, go clean your room. i’ll be over in a few hours.” you told him, spinning around to organize the papers on your desk.

he laughed a bit before kicking the back of your seat as he made his way out.

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a few hours after heeseung had left, you’d found yourself drying your hair after taking a quick shower. you slipped on some shorts and a tee whilst grabbing your bag full of sleepover essentials.

making your way over to his house, you caught sight of his bedroom light being on and reflecting a shadow; a figure all too similar to his own. squinting your eyes up at him, you began to make sense of what you were seeing.

he stood near the window, head lowered while his arm appeared to repeatedly move in a swift motion….was he jerking off?

your heart skipped a beat when his head fell back and you looked down at the ground, contemplating whether or not you could simply walk in and face him after watching his shadow through his bedroom window.

biting your lip, you slowly turned to walk back to your house, his front door opened.

“y/n!!” his mothers voice rang in your ears from behind. you quickly turned back, being met by his mother waving for you to come. “i saw you standing out here! come on in, heeseung told me you were sleeping over…?”

you nodded, walking over to her. “um yeah! that’s um…that’s the plan.”

she closed the door behind you as you stepped in and slipped your shoes off. “well, that’s cute. i’m happy to see you two spend more and more time together, especially with you leaving in a few days.” she sighed, clasping her hands together. “i’ve always adored your friendship.”

“ahhh..” you smiled, nodding your head. “yeah, just a few more days.”

she frowned, “we’re all going to miss you very much!”

“i’ll come back and visit!” you exclaimed. she smiled, patting your shoulder as she signaled for the stairs.

“heeseung is up in his room. i’m not quite sure what he’s doing but he’s expecting you so just feel free to knock. i’ve got food in the kitchen and his father is down in the basement. if you guys need anything, just let me know. okay?”

“yes ma’am, and thank you!” you nodded at her, hurrying up the stairs.

as you stood in front of his closed bedroom door, you inhaled a deep breath, nervous to step in.

after standing there for a while, you brought your hand up to the door and knocked. “hey, heeseung. it’s me.”

you waited a while, hearing him reply, “kay, one sec…”

you rested your back against the wall opposite of his door, placing your hand over your chest as your heart rate began to increase. you wondered if you truly saw what you thought you saw outside or if you were just reading the situation wrong. you wondered if he was done shooting his hot load onto the nearest surface. you wondered if his cock was still twitching in his hand as he helped himself ride out his high by teasing his tip or even continuing to stroke his shaft.

“hey,” he said as he greeted you. his hair was damp and his shirt hung low off his collar bone, exposing some of his chest.

“took you long enough.” you scoffed, brushing past him as you attempted to play it cool, not wanting him to suspect anything.

he closed the door behind you and you sat on his bed, tossing your bag on the ground as you laid back and took your phone out.

“i didn’t prepare anything.” he said, “i’ve been laying in bed since i left your house.”

you looked at him as he sat beside you, awkwardly bringing his knees to his chest. “are you sure about that?”

“sure about what? laying in bed…?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

you nodded, “surely you haven’t been in bed for the past 5 hours.”

“i mean, for the most part.” he shrugged. “what does it matter?”

“it doesn’t…i was just being nosey.” you said, looking away from him and sighing. “it’s hot in here.”

“it’s like 70 degrees…” he trailed off.

you sat up quickly, facing him. “we should play a game, you down?”

“yeah.” he said, “go for it.”

you smiled, “truth or dare?”

he rolled his eyes and leaned back against his wall. “truth.”

“is it true that you’re going to be a big cry baby and have a tantrum on my last day here?” you teased, pushing him.

“bold of you to assume i’m even going to your send off.” he scoffed.

your smile fell, “wait, you aren’t coming?”

“if i go, i’ll miss you too much while you’re gone.” he pouted.

you smiled again, “awwww…stop flirting with me.”

he shrugged, “truth or dare?”

“dare, of course.” you said. “give me the best you’ve got.”

his eyes glanced to the side, then back at you. “mmm, i dare you to tell me one of your biggest fears.”

you flared your nose. “that’s the lamest dare. that’s all you could come up with? make it fun!”

“i don’t know…um…do a handstand or something.” he shrugged once again.

you titled your head to the side, shifting your hips on his bed. “are you okay?”

“uh..why?” he asked you. it was obvious that something was off with him, anybody who knew heeseung could tell that his body language was different than his normal; he was being awkward and he wasn’t talking as much as he usually did. the fact that he wasn’t even making an effort to flirt with you in the grossest ways possible was throwing you off.

not to say you LIKED being flirted with but…come on, you kind of missed it.

“you’re being so weird.” you told him, glancing down at his shirt again.

he sighed. “i’m a bit tired, that’s all.”

you were quiet for a bit. was he tired from cumming a few minutes before? could his orgasm have been so intense that it made him groggy? reserved?

“truth or dare?” you asked him, your eyes fixated on your own. you wanted to know why he picked right before you came over to touch himself. why he’d do it right in front of his window, and most of all, why he was trying to pretend like he wasn’t just making a mess in his room before you came?

“truth.” he said.

“what are you tired from?” you asked him, intensely gazing into his eyes.

he smiled a little, “basketball practice this morning. just the usual.”

“that’s all?” you asked him once again, feeling a bit antsy from the smile that was plastered on his face.

“is there something else you’re thinking i did?” he asked, cocking his head to the side.

your tongue slid over your lower lip, feeling a wave of heat fall over your head. “i…”

his eyebrow raised. “you..?”

“i saw you.” you admitted, feeling your once assertive demeanor fade into a timid one.

he bit his lip, attempting to hold back his smile from growing wider. as his eyes trailed down, he leaned his head back against the wall. “saw me doing what?” you looked away from him, reaching back to grab your phone but his hand grabbed your arm. “no, say it. don’t start something if you can’t finish it…”

“dude, i didn’t see anything. i don’t know what i’m talking about.” you told him, pulling your arm away from him and crossing your legs, hoping that he didn’t the arousal that was seeping through your gray shorts.

he stood up, walking over to his window and opening the curtains. “saw me standing here earlier, right?”

you ignored him, staring down at your phone and scrolled through your instagram. before you realized it, heeseung was standing in front of you. he slid his index finger underneath your chin, tilting your head up to look at him. “saw me hand fucking myself, yeah?”

you slowly nodded, entranced at his intense eye contact.

“ah ah ah,” he tsked in a disapproving manner. “use your words, you’re a big girl.”

“yes..” you whispered, feeling small underneath his gaze.

“there you go,” he cooed. “that wasn’t so hard, was it?”

“no. i just…why did you do that…right in front of your window? right before i came over?” you asked him.

“why do you think?” he asked, sighing. “isn’t it obvious?”

“no?” you replied, “i don’t know what you’re talking about.”

he dropped his hand to his side. “y/n, i like you. i’ve liked you since you moved next door to me.” he admitted, breaking eye contact to look down at your phone that still rested in your hand. “i couldn’t go a whole night stuck in my room with you with a straight face. it would’ve been harder than you think.”

“you like me?” you asked him, shocked.

“you’re so oblivious, i swear..” he scoffed, walking away from you and closed his curtains. “anyway, it’s not like it matters now anyway. you’re leaving in a few days.”

you scooted forwards a bit, “w-why would you just now tell me? i had no idea, heeseung. you couldn’t have told me like…freaking years ago?!”

“i told you because i wouldn’t have to face you when you rejected me. duh.” he weakly laughed, turning away from you and shuffling through some of his clothing.

you held onto the sheets underneath you, feeling completely at a loss at his words.

“i wouldn’t reject you, heeseung.” you told him.

“yeah you would, no need to lie about it.” he shrugged. “i’ve already coke to terms with it, it’s over with.”

tears began to pool in your eyes. you couldn’t wrap your head around the fact that your best friend, neighbor, childhood crush was admitting his feelings to you 72 hours before you moved across the country. “heeseung, i…”

“you don’t have to let me down lightly, y/n. it’s cool, don’t worry.” he sighed, sitting down back beside you as he rubbed his arms. “are you hungry? there’s some f-“

you cut him off with a kiss, holding his face against your own. he was stiff at first, shocked. but soon, he kissed you back and pulled you onto his lap. his hands roamed over your curves, from your waist down to your ass.

but then, he pulled away and held your wrists. “y/n, why…why are you doing this?

tears fell from your eyes as you looked ahead at him, feeling your heart sadden at him; heeseung was so perfect. he had the cutest pair of large brown eyes along with a beautiful smile and a soothing voice. how could you have been so blind before? he was all you could ask for in a guy. he never made you feel uncomfortable, he was sweet, and he went above and beyond when doing things for you. how could you leave him in 3 days?

“because i like you too, heeseung.” you told him. “please don’t push me away. please.”

he looked at you, his eyes reflecting the same sadness you’d felt. he pressed his lips back to your own, holding your chest against his as he gently mended his lips with yours.

he let go of your wrists, using his hand to lay you flat on your back and lay atop of you. your hands caressed his cheeks, melting into the feeling of him. as the kiss deepened, you felt his hands moving up from your waist to your breasts, massaging your erect areola through your shirt. you moaned into his mouth, feeling a wave of arousal wash over you. heeseung pulled away, looking into your eyes.

“do you want this?” he asked, his eyes searching for any doubt or hesitation in your expression.

you nodded, “so bad.”

with that, he leaned back down to kiss you again, this time with more passion and intensity. you felt his hands moving down to your shorts, slipping them off along with your panties. he broke the kiss to look at you, taking in your naked form beneath him.

“you’re so perfect,” he whispered, before leaning down to kiss your neck. “so beautiful, so pretty.”

you whined his name, feeling his lips and tongue working their way down your body. heeseung spent a long time exploring every inch of your skin, eliciting moans and gasps from you with every touch.

he left wet kisses down your stomach down to your thighs, laying between your legs and propping them onto his shoulders. “y/n,” he whispered, “has anyone ever…done this to you before?”

you shook your head, “no, heeseung. no one has.”

he licked his lips, sucking on your dripping outer labia, sticking his tongue inside to flick his wet muscle against your achining clit.

“oh!” you squealed, arching your back at the surge of pleasure that rolled through your pelvis. “heeseung, oh my..”

he continued to pleasure you with his mouth, soon slipping in a finger to add to your pleasure. you gripped onto the sheets underneath you as you felt his rough fingertips rubbing against your convulsing walls, feeling a knot build up in your stomach.

“oh shit, heeseung….” you cried, throwing your head back as he held onto your thighs, forcing you down harder against his mouth. “i think i’m gonna…i think i’m gonna..”

he lifted his head up, replacing his tongue with his thumb as he kissed your thighs. “cum for me, baby.”

you squeezed your eyes shut as your orgasm ripped through your body, making your hips sputter. essense dripped out of your tender pussy as you moaned, closing your thighs over his hand.

he kept rubbing his thumb over your sensitive clit, “heeseung, stop. please, please, i can’t. it hurts…please…”

he crawled back up to kiss you, running his fingers through your hair. “we can stop now, if you want.”

you held his face, caressing his cheek. “no, i..i want to go all the way.”

“have you had sex before?” he asked.

you shook your head, “i’ve only…done other stuff. never went all the way.”

he kissed you once before sitting up. “before we do this, i just want you to know that i’ve liked you for…a very, very long time. even on the days where we wouldn’t talk, all i thought about was you. i couldn’t bring myself to date anyone else throughout highschool when i would go home and see you through your window, looking as pretty as ever. my heart has always belonged to you, and i hope that even when you go off work college, you always remember that i’ll always hold tight onto the thought of you, keeping you close to my heart. forever and always.”

you felt tears welling up in your eyes at his words, knowing how much courage it must have taken for him to say them. you took his hand, squeezing it tightly.

“i will always remember, heeseung,” you said, your voice filled with emotion. “and i will always hold onto the memories we’ve made together.”

he leaned down to kiss you again, his lips conveying all the emotions he couldn’t put into words. you felt his hands moving down to pull his pants down and he tightly held your hand within his, signaling that he was going to begin.

you felt the his cock poke against your pussy, making you gasp when you felt how hot and wet his tip was.

“squeeze my hand if it hurts and i’ll stop right away. sound good, pretty girl?” he asked, looking into your eyes.

“okay, i’m ready…” you told him, glancing down at his length prodding against your entrance. slowly but surely, you felt him slowly begin to push himself into your tight hole, stirring when you subconsciously clenched at the stretch. “y/n,” he huffed half laughed, “don’t squeeze like that. you’re gonna make me cum.”

you smiled a bit, “sorry..”

he kissed you again, glancing down and applying pressure to your tummy. “just relax, let me do the work.”

you complied, biting your lip as he bottomed out inside of you, not moving. you felt stuffed, one wrong move and he would impale your cervix. but something about the whole ordeal was turning you on so much, you could cum again without him even moving.

“feel okay?” he asked.

you nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck as you pulled him down to kiss you. you rolled your hips against his own, itching for some type of stimulation.

he thrusted his hips into your own, starting at a slow pace as he reached down to being your leg over his back.

you moaned with pleasure, feeling a sense of euphoria wash over you as he brought you closer to another orgasm. you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper into you as you met his thrusts with your own.

heeseung picked up the pace, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through your body. you moaned into his mouth, your fingers scratching at his back as you held on for dear life.

heeseung pulled back, breaking the kiss to look down. "shit, your pussy is squeezing me," he moaned. “i’m gonna cum…”

you could feel his cock twitching inside you, signaling his impending release. the mere thought of him coming inside you sent you over the edge, your own orgasm crashing through you like a tidal wave.

you cried out his name, your body convulsing with pleasure as he continued to thrust into you, prolonging your orgasm. heeseung finally slowed down, his movements becoming more gentle as he rode out his own release.

with a final thrust, you felt his hot load shoot deep inside of your walls, panting the pink walls a tinge of white.

heeseung propped himself up, pulling his sensitive cock out of you and taking a deep breath.

he slipped his boxers back on and you claimed your breathing as you heard him walk away, coming back with a damp towel. you felt him wipe down your most sensitive areas and finish off with your face.

he tossed the towel to the side and helped you slip your panties back on along with your top. without a second thought, you held onto him, cuddling into the warmth of his exposed chest.

heeseung cuddled you back, laying beside you as he pulled his covers over the both of you.

“you did so well, y/n.” he whispered, planting a soft kiss against your nose. “was it okay?”

“more than okay…” you told him, closing your eyes and yawning. “thank you..for everything. for confessing to me and for making me cum twice in one night.”

he awkwardly laughed, shifting against you. “yeah…sure. are you sleepy?”

you order, “super sleepy.”

“sleep, we can talk more in the morning.”

and with that, you fell asleep. you weren’t sure what the future held for you and heeseungs relationship. all you knew was that you loved him for him. he was your friend, your first time, and now your first love. only time would tell for your relationship.

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authors note: here’s another lil fic! got bored and wanted to do a cute lil heeseung story, hope u liked it! 😊

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(warnings: smut up ahead, not much but a lil, phone sex, just jay being horny,,,,, the ending kinda sad im sorry....... let me know what u think!!!! i love getting ur asks <;3)

You didn’t even bother to unpack your bag when you got home, instead opting to throw it on the kitchen counter before slumping yourself down on the couch with your phone. You promised Sunoo that you would call Jay and, even though it was already nearing nine in the evening, you would never break your promise to him. So you scrolled your contacts, finger hovering over the call button to Jay’s name.

About to press on his name, you paused. It wasn’t super late, Jungwon would probably still be awake and you didn’t want him to walk in on your conversation. He was holed up in his room currently, most likely studying, so you made your way to your own room. The two of you had an unspoken rule, and that was to never enter the others bedroom when the door was closed, it had saved you many embarrassing moments.

You closed your door, leaning up against it as you clicked on his contact and pressed your phone up to your ear. It only took two rings before you could hear the dial tone connecting you through to him. It took a few seconds before his voice came across the line, quiet and breathless.

“Y/N?” Jay mumbled, his phone pressed to his ear as he curled himself up into a tight ball on his bed.

“Hey sweetheart,” you replied, moving to sit yourself on your own bed, leaning against the headboard with a heavy sigh. “How are you feeling?”

“Feel bad,” he whined quietly. You couldn’t see but Jay was clinging to his duvet desperately, fisting the fabric tightly whilst his hips slowly rutted against the mattress. “Feels a bit better now I can hear your voice.”

You took a deep breath, the way he was whining and panting across the phone line was sending your mind into a whirl. Jay was obviously needy, and without a mate to help him he would really struggle through this heat alone.

“Y/N?” He asked after a few seconds of silence from you, “are you still there?”

“Mhm, I’m here sweetheart,” you tried to calm the shaking in your voice. Even though you technically had the upper hand here, Jay was putty in your hands, you still felt incredibly nervous and flustered around him, even over the phone. “What do you need?”

“Need you,” he let out a particularly loud whine as he spoke, it went straight to your stomach and made it churn over and over. “Need you so bad Y/N, can’t even explain it. You’re the only person I can think about.”

His words gave you confidence, as if he was reciprocating all the feelings you’d had recently. It felt a little fucked up, you felt like you were taking advantage of his vulnerable state, but you were feeling a little selfish anyway.

“What did you think about baby, tell me.” You said, resting your head back as you heard him shuffling around a little before a sharp intake of breath sounded through the phone, “are you touching yourself?”

You almost cringed at the words leaving your mouth, it felt so dirty to you to be in this position. Jay was that cute little hybrid you’d met at the café who was too scared to talk to you, and now he was getting himself off to a few simple words.

“Fuck, yeah I am, fuck I’m sorry,” each word was cut off by a tiny moan as his hand moved over his slick cock. “You just sound so good, I’m sorry this is so fucked up.”

“No, it’s ok sweetheart. You need this,” you were trying to convince yourself more than him. “Touch yourself for me, yeah? Tell me what you’ve been thinking about all day.”

Jay let his hand speed up over his length, already feeling close to an orgasm after being hard all day. He’d not managed to make himself cum yet, each time he would bring himself to the edge before losing the feeling and getting frustrated. Just hearing you tell him to touch himself was enough to bring him closer than he’d ever managed to be. He would unpack those feelings later.

“Been thinking about your lips, looked so pretty the other day with your cute lip gloss,” Jay bit back a groan as his thumb grazed the tip of his cock. “Feel like such a creep, couldn’t stop thinking about them wrapped around me.”

“You want my mouth on you baby?” You replied, tuning in to the quiet slick sounds as he jerked his cock, “would you let me suck you off? Fill my mouth with cum?”

“Fuck Y/N,” Jay whined loudly, sweat dripping down the sides of his face as he kept a quick pace with his hand. “’M so close, wanna cum so bad.”

“Cum Jay, cum for me, you deserve it,” you said quickly, wanting to hear those pretty noises he was making. “Let me hear how good you feel sweetheart.”

Jay mumbled a few words that you couldn’t catch as they were covered by his high pitched moans, his hand rubbing his cock furiously as a strong orgasm approached him. He gripped his phone hard, he felt that if he held the phone closer to him then it would feel like you were here too.

“Y/N,” he breathed out harshly. “Coming, fuck I’m coming oh my god.”

Jay spilled all over his fist, still jerking himself off quickly in an attempt to drag out his orgasm for as long as he possibly could. You could hear it all, the little whines he let out in overstimulation, the panting as he came down from his high, your phone was so tight against your ear that you almost felt his breath on your skin. You kept him there, pressed close to you, until you were sure he was finished.

You let him calm down for a moment, listening to his breathing slow and relax before you spoke again.

“You ok sweetheart? Feeling ok?” You asked, twisting the fabric of your shirt around your fingers as you waited for his reply anxiously. You didn’t want him to regret it now that his heat fog had lifted.

“Hmm, I feel so good,” he sighed, he was becoming tired now that his cravings had been honoured. “You did so good for me baby.”

And if your heart leapt in your chest then no one had to know. But the way his tired and gravelly voice called you baby made you want to curl up and scream, he was so enticing.

“Good,” you whispered, scared of talking too loud and exposing his effect on you.

Jay was still feeling a little delirious, mumbling about things that were spinning around in his brain as you tried to calm him down after his orgasm. This was the only aftercare you could provide over the phone, so you just let him talk whilst you listened. And Jay appreciated it. More than you’d ever realise, because you were the first person who had ever listened to him like this.

Which then turned his brain back to May. She’d never helped him like this, she never even spoke to him during his heats throughout their relationship. It made him feel so cold, so alone. It made him feel like he was wrong, like he was a nuisance. But then you came along, and you were so warm and kind that it made every feeling in Jay’s body burst through his veins.

“Wish I wasn’t with May,” he mumbled absentmindedly. His brain was too foggy with emotion to process what he was saying, letting slip about his girlfriend that happened to be your absolute bitch of a boss. “Wish she didn’t exist so I wouldn’t feel so guilty.”

Your breath hitched. You wanted to comfort him, to say something to help, but you’d just unknowingly helped Jay cheat on his girlfriend. Even though you had only talked over the phone, it definitely counted as cheating if your feelings were reciprocated. What the fuck.

And his girlfriend was May, the woman who hated hybrids and hated you. It was probably the most unlucky you’d ever been in your life. So many things were clicking into place, so many incidents that were now no longer coincidences. You didn’t know how it hadn’t clicked sooner. One part of you was angry, Jay had lied to you point blank. But another part was hurt, Jay needed someone and in that moment he felt like he couldn’t even turn to his girlfriend. And then the final part of you felt something else, a longing that told you this was something special, Jay wanted you and only you in that moment.

“Y/N? You there?” He once again noticed your absence, bringing you back to the call. You wanted to leave, you needed time to process everything, but you couldn’t leave Jay in the state he was in right now.

“Yeah, I’m here Jay, don’t worry.” You closed your eyes, calming your voice, “why don’t you get some sleep, yeah?”

“Mhm, I’m really tired,” you wanted to cry. “Will you stay on the phone with me whilst I sleep?”

You really wanted to cry. You took a deep breath.

“Yeah, I’ll stay,” you replied, tucking yourself down onto your bed with your phone under your ear. “Get some sleep sweetheart.”

He mumbled a goodnight, thanking you again before drifting off quickly. He would be exhausted by now, and tomorrow he’d probably be the same insatiable boy as he had been today so he needed all the rest he could get. You waited until you hear his soft snores before hanging up the phone and placing it on your desk, eyes wide and unblinking. Nothing was ever going to be easy for you, was it?

JAY // Dry Flower Cover (orig. Yuuri)

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*:･ﾟ✧ ⋆｡ﾟWill you let me?

sunghoon is worried that his girlfriend is too innocent for his desires

paring: park sunghoon × fem reader

genre: smut MDNI, angst

warnings: a lot of talk less action, fingering, swearing, petnames (princess, baby, darling), mentions of handcuffs and biting, there might be grammar or spelling errors

You had been dating Sunghoon for a little while now. His scent, voice, and smile a part of your everyday life. Those vampiric teeth showing when he smirks, making you go crazy on the inside. And it was going great. You rarely argued, it felt comfortable and easy to talk and he was definitely good in bed. Regarding that last statement however, something had been stirring in your head lately.

It wasn't noticeable at first, but recently you had started to notice a shift in Sunghoons actions during sex. It felt like he was holding something back, like he wasn't letting himself relax. You just didn't really know how to ask him about it...

Sunghoon was crazy about you, he really was. Everything from your laugh to your little everyday habits made him so happy and he should be content with that. But he wasn't. Because he had desires that rumbled in him every time the two of you went to bed. But he held them back, cause you and your innocent smile wouldn't like him if he told you what he really wanted, that he was sure of. You would probably think he was crazy, or disgusting. So he held back. Your vanilla sex still made him cum after all, and in all honesty just pleasing you made sex worth it to some extent. But it was painful knowing that he wasn't really being honest. He wanted it to work out with you, for a long time. But how is that possible when you're not being honest?

"Hoon? Baby?"

You open the door to your boyfriend's apartment with the spare key he gave you a few weeks ago. You felt a little embarrassed admitting that the gesture made your stomach go crazy with butterflies.

"Yes, darling" he replies from the couch.

He had texted you earlier about his horrible day and you felt like he deserved a visit, and maybe something more.

"Are you feeling better now?" you ask softly as you take off your shoes and make your way to the couch, choosing his lap as your preferred seat.

"Better now that you are here" he tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear "But honestly today was fucking shitty"

You look at him with caring eyes and start playing with his hair. Your hand moving from the back of his neck to his cheek, softly touching his skin before placing a kiss on his his lips. Sunghoon responds immediately by pulling your body closer and keeping your lips to his. His hands rest on your thighs as you are straddled on his lap. He seemed so stressed earlier and you really want him to relax, you want to make him feel good.

"I'm gonna carry you, are you ready?" he whispers into your mouth and lifts you up, your legs wrapped around him. The way to his bed is familiar and he doesn't stop kissing you until you're laying down. His hands start wandering in under your shirt and you breathing speeds up. But then, when his hands touch the fabric of your bra, he suddenly stops, his lips no longer on your neck.

"Is something wrong" you try to see his face but he has hidden it next to you in the pillow. "Sunghoon are you okay?"

He sighs and sits up, looking at you with a troubled look. "No it's nothing I'm sorry, I'm just pretty frustrated today"

You look up at him, confused. He must have felt the lingerie you chose to wear today, for him. You thought he would be exited when he felt the lace underneath your shirt.

"But...I want to help you with that" you start slowly "Let me help you get rid of your frustration"

He looks at you with something similar to pain in his eyes.

"Ah fuck don't say that baby"

"Why?"

He stays silent, so you decide to ask.

"I feel like you're holding back Hoon, is it something you want me to do differently? In bed? You have to talk to me if something is bothering you?"

His eyes finally meet yours and he starts to move his hand slowly, caressing the side of your stomach.

"It's not you baby, it's me. I... I have a feeling you have dressed up a bit for me, but I'm afraid I'll.. I'll go a bit crazy if we continue"

You sit up too, and move in close to him, your hand once again at the back of his neck.

"How do you know I don't want you to go crazy?"

You kiss him softly on his cheek, then his jaw, moving downwards. "Talk to me, it's so much better if you talk to me?" He lets out a quiet moan when you suck at his neck. Smiling to yourself you move back up to his face, looking into his eyes. "The worst thing that can happen is that I say no, right?"

"Baby"

"Talk to me"

He finally puts his hand back on your waist, eyes filled with love and something else, lust?

"You won't think I'm crazy?"

"Why would I think your crazy for telling me what you want?"

He catches your words in a hungry kiss before he leans away again, taking a deep breath.

"Can I show you something that I bought a while ago?" he asks slowly.

"Yes"

He bends down and slides out a box from under his bed. It's light pink and around the size of a small shoe box.

"You don't have to ever use these.." he starts while putting the box in your hands "But I bought them for you"

You open the lid and wrapped in pink paper lies a pair of handcuffs. You feel your cheeks heating up.

"They..uhh, they're soft around the edges? Here, they are like fluffy so I-, I don't think they'll actually hurt.."

Oh my god he's rambling, but more importantly, your boyfriend has bought you pink handcuffs. Handcuffs that he wants to use on you.

"Hoon?"

He looks up, slightly worried, "Yes?"

"Do you get exited imagining me in these?"

His eyes are locked with yours. You can see that he is thinking, getting more and more sure about his answer.

"...Yes"

"Then please.." You wrap your hand around the back of his neck and guide him closer. "Please tell me what you'd do to me if I was wearing them right now"

Sunghoon's eyes are darker than you have ever seen them before when he too leans in closer.

"Are you sure?"

"It's just words Sunghoon, tell me everything you want to do to me"

You can almost see a little smirk form on his face when he realises that you are indeed being serious. He guides you down towards the pillow and kiss you deeply, sucking at your bottom lip.

"I'd start by talking of your clothes baby" And he actually does, the shirt at least. Tugging it over your head to finally reveal the new bra you bought today, only for him. "Then I'd cuff you to the bed, hands over your head, so I can satisfy you without any distractions." He grabs your arms and holds them together over your head with one of his hands. "Or maybe I'd tie you up, with pretty ribbons. You'd look so fucking hot like that, little silk ribbons, I'd tie one around your neck too, or your hair"

You can't deny how extremely turned on you are right now, panting from his words alone. He kisses down your neck and you can feel his teeth barely touching your skin in the valley between your breasts.

"I'd bite you if you let me, my pretty princess, you don't know what you do to me, do you?"

Oh if he only knew what he does to you. You know he thinks you're innocent because you haven't been in a lot of relationships, because you prefer a night at home instead of out on the town. But in reality this is all you could have asked for.

"Tell me more"

He groans into your collar bone and licks at your skin while his free hand travels down underneath your pants. "Fuck baby you make me crazy, I promise I'll be good to you". His hand works wonders over your panties and you let out a soft moan.

"I wanna make you moan my name all the time, I wanna make you scream. My name sounds so much better when it comes from your mouth. I'd do it to you anywhere, put my hand over your mouth if you get too loud"

His hand moves in circular motions over your heat, you know this will make you cum, you could probably do it from his words alone to be honest.

"You're so fucking beautiful I want to fuck you all the time but I hold it back baby, but if you tell me it's okay, I'll make you see stars yeah?"

And at that moment you feel your orgasm rushing through your body, Sunghoons fingers dipping into you as you moan his name. His lips traveling all over your body, kissing and sucking at your skin, helping you through your orgasm.

"So what do you say?" His hand letting go of your arms that immediately find their way around the back of his neck. "Hm? What do you say darling, will you let me?"

His mouth so close to yours, lips touching in between your heavy breathing.

"Yes"

Sunoo: Ni-ki told me that brown is just navy orange, and I have never been more disappointed with something I agree with.

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