“Hi, I’m here to see Jun- I mean- Detective Kim…?” You asked the receptionist. You’d never seen her before which clearly meant she was new.
“Uh… Did you make an appointment?” She asked. Yup, she’s new around here.
“Don’t worry. I’ve got it. Hey, honey.” Junmyeon came around the corner in a hurry. You mirrored his glowing smile. He took your hand and led you to his office. “What’s in the bag?”
“My question first. What did you pack for dinner?” You asked. He went silent which meant he forgot and was planning to go without. “That’s what I thought.”
He closed his door behind you and sat at his cluttered desk. You tried to make room around the stacks of paperwork to lay his food out for him. He took his fork and dug in right away. While he ate, you stood up and looked around the room.
“Baby… Don’t you guys have a cleaner to take the trash out? Or dust? Some of these cases are closed.”
“No. Not while I’m working. And get away from there.” He pulled you into his lap. “What did I tell you about snooping?”
“What did I tell you about taking care of yourself?” You ran your fingers through his hair, pushing it back to open up his face. “Kim Junmyeon, what am I gonna do with you?”
“Marry me.” He blurted.
You froze in place, looking him in the eyes searching for even a glint of humor. But all you saw was sincerity in his chocolate brown eyes.“W-what?”
“You asked what you were going to do with me. I want you to marry me.” His lips curled up into a smile. With one hand on your waist, he cupped your cheek with the other, bringing you close to cover your face in his sweet kisses.
“Wait. Baby, are you serious?” You pressed your hands to his chest, pulling back a bit.
“Of course I’m serious. You may not believe me, but I put my career first until I met you. When I’m with you I really do want to better myself and with that, I do better at work. I come in every day with a fresh mind and leave every night with a full heart. Because I know you’re there waiting for me. Seeing your cute face light up when I walk through the door…” He gave you a little Eskimo kiss, making you smile. “…That’s what makes me fall in love with you. No one will ever make me feel this way.”
His eyes were just as honest as his words. He loved you and you loved him. The rush you feel when he comes home from work never fades. You gently dropped your arms around his shoulders, relaxing into his sturdy frame.
“…Yes. Yes, I will marry you.” Just saying it made you start to cry with joy.
Junmyeon gave you a quick kiss before letting you collapse into him while he cradled you in his strong arms. You smiled to yourself, feeling secure in your future for the first time in a long time.
“I can’t believe this is really happening.” You said through tears of joy.
He lifted your chin, wiped the droplets from your face and smiled. “Believe it, sweetheart. One day soon, you will be Mrs. Kim Junmeyon.” Your heart soared to the heavens when he said that. ‘Mrs.Kim Junmyeon’. “And tonight… When I get home… We can celebrate properly.” He said with a wink.
You smirked at him, watching the tint in his eyes darken with lust. “Well, maybe I should get out of here. The sooner you finish work the sooner you come home.”
Junmyeon lifted you off his lap and gave you one last kiss. “I’ll walk you out.” You both left his office, hand in hand until you reached the front desk.”See you at home.” He said quietly.
“I’ll be counting the minutes.” And with that, you left him to his work… with a little motivation.
Summary: Winter break is fast approaching and Mark’s crush on you is becoming a little more intense each day. The real question is, when will he make is move?
Just look at her. that smile, those eyes, the way she walks. Miss y/l/n was by far the hottest teacher in this school. She’s always so put together, but I know there’s something there. A side of her that she could never show around her students. There are days that I swear she’s giving me bedroom eyes. If she keeps swaying her hips when she walks, I might just have to take her right here in the hallway-
“Good morning Mr.Tuan.” I jumped back a bit, startled by one of my students.
“Oh, good morning.” I cleared my throat, bringing my focus back to the task at hand. I pushed out all those thoughts about Y/n and went straight into teacher mode. My students come first.
“Alright everyone, class dismissed. No homework this weekend, but it wouldn’t hurt to review chapter 10. See you all on Monday.” The majority of the class was long gone before I could get the last word out. I can’t blame them though, Everyone wants to get a head start on the weekend.
I walked outside the door, holding it open for the few that actually stayed until the last moment. I looked down the hall, saying a few goodbyes to the other students. My mind went blank when I saw an angelic figure walking toward me. Y/n struggled as she carried a stack of books back to her classroom. It was only a matter of time before she dropped them but I wasn’t going to let that happen. I hurried to her side and took a few books in my hands.
“Here, I’ll lighten the load,” I said with a smile.
“Oh, thank you. I really appreciate it.” She said with a sigh of relief. “I had class in the library today and I guess I lost track of time.”
“Nothing wrong with that. At least your kids were actually listening to you. Most of my class was out the door as soon as the bell rang.” I said.
“Trust me. I’ve had my bad days too.” We walked into her classroom, placing the books back on the shelf one by one.
“So are you doing some kind of research project in the library?” I asked.
“Well, kinda. The librarian was complaining that the kids weren’t utilizing their resources and since I’m an English teacher, everyone assumed I was the one who should be using the library the most. So, I brought my class to the library for the hour. Plus I figured they needed a change of scenery, you know?”
“Very clever. I should use the library resources too, being a history teacher and all.” I thought out loud, making her smile.
“Well if you ever want to tag-team for a book report, let me know.” She said with a light chuckle.
I laughed with her until an idea popped into my head. “Wait. That’s not such a bad idea.”
“What do you mean?” She asked.
“Since we’re core class teachers, your students are my students. Why don’t we come up with a lesson plan to get the kids engaged in the library? Everyone wins.” I explained.
Y/n pouted her full, soft, luscious lips, thinking about my plan. She only pondered for a moment in time, but I completely lost myself in my imagination. I stared at her lips, wondering how they would feel against mine.
“That’s actually a brilliant idea! The book report can be their final exam. I always hated giving real tests at the end of the year. This way they can be creative and prove that they comprehended the material…” She went on, adding more detail to my original thought. “…Mark?”
“Huh? Oh, sorry, uh- yeah that’s what we should do.”
“Great! Let me just get my jacket.” My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
“What?” I asked.
“I’m just grabbing my jacket before we head out. Do you want to take my car or drive separately?”
“…Where?” Wow, I spaced out hard.
“My place… To map out the lesson plan?"She finished with a question and I nodded, acting like I knew what she was saying.
"Oh, right. Um, I’ll just follow behind you. I need to grab a few things too.”
“Okay, I’ll meet you out front.” We walked out of her classroom together and I continued to my room.
I still couldn’t comprehend the fact that I’m about to go home with her… and I wasn’t even paying attention. I quickly packed up my bag, making sure to grab my books and rushed to the parking lot. Y/n stood next to her car, smiling when she saw me.
“I don’t live too far. It’ll be easy to just follow behind.” She said.
“Great! Lead the way.” She drove ahead of me, going at a moderate speed so I wouldn’t lose track of her.
When we arrived, I parked behind her car and took a moment to grip the fact that I was actually spending time with her outside of work. She got out, turning back to look at me. I quickly took my bag and scrambled out of the car.
“You’ll have to forgive the mess. We can just brainstorm in the office.” She said.
“Sure. That’s fine.” I followed her into her house, looking around at the furniture and decor. Everything in the house was a perfect reflection of her.
She led me to her home office, moving a chair for me to sit in. She unpacked her bag, taking out her laptop and a notebook.
“Okay. So, I was thinking we could do something with Mark Twain. He was an incredible writer and he had a good sense of humor so the kids will be more engaged.” She didn’t need to use Mark Twain’s sense of humor to keep anyone engaged. She could talk about beige paint drying all day and I’d hang on her every word.
“Yeah. I agree. And his novels came out in a really pivotal time in America.” I said.
She wrote down our ideas as we went along, taking in every detail. Her passion was so enticing. We went back and forth for a while, drafting the plan for our students. The more she wrote, the more curious I became. I scooted my chair toward her, getting a better look.
“Oh, wow. This will work great. Do you think they’ll go for it?” I asked.
“Yeah, it beats an exam.”
“True. I can see why you’re the favorite teacher.”
“Me? All everyone ever talks about is Mr.Tuan’s class. I’ve never seen a kid walk out of your classroom in a bad mood. You really are amazing.” She said, flattering me.
“I try my best.” I looked down at my lap, feeling a little bashful. I brought my eyes back up to her as her smile faded.
She looked at me with something I haven’t seen before. Her stare went from my eyes to my lips and my heartbeat quickened. Was this really about to happen? I watched her come closer in slow motion until her plush lips pressed to mine. I closed my eyes, savoring the taste of her sweet kiss. Just before I could touch her, she pulled away quickly.
“Oh, god. What I’m I doing? I’m so sorry, Mark.”
“N-no. No, don’t apologize. Please.” I cupped her cheeks, pulling her back in. She relaxed in my touch, letting all of the reget and self-doubt go.
I moved my hands down to her hips as she took a hold of the back of my neck. I brought her onto my lap to straddle me. I would do anything to keep living in this moment. Her kisses were so addictive. When she grinded down on my growing bulge, I thought I would explode. I took her bottom lip between my teeth, giving her a playful nibble, making her smile.
“Where’s your room?” I asked.
“Down the hall, first door on the right.” She said between kisses. I lifted her up, walking her to the bedroom.
Our lips didn’t part for a second. She clung to me tightly, moving her hands around my neck and shoulders. I laid her down on her bed, breaking our kiss and unbuttoned my shart as fast as I could. She unzipped the back of her skirt, pulling it off just like she did in my fantasies. She threw her top toward the laundry basket and I smiled. Even in a moment of passion, she sticks to her tidy demeanor.
I mounted on top of her gorgeous body, raised her legs and grinded down. She gripped my arms, looked me in the eyes and said, “No, Mark. No teasing. I want you now.”
“I’ve waited so long for you to say that.” I pulled down my boxers, freeing my hard shaft and giving it a few strokes before holding my tip against her warm slit.
I looked into her eyes and slowly thrusted into her. I was drunk on the feeling of her heat. She was so blissfully tight. I watched her expressions change from anxiousness to pure fulfillment. Her beauty was so overpowering, she looked like a work of art.
Y/n hooked his hand around my neck, pulling me closer. “Kiss me.” She ordered. I was in no position to refuse her. Our lips connected for a rough kiss, causing me to pick up the speed of my hips. She moaned into my mouth, digging her nails into my neck and arm. I broke away with a loud moan when she clenched around me. She bucked her hips, taking me deeper with each thrust.
“Oh, Mark. I’m so close!” She said, running out of breath.
I could feel the little beads of sweat accumulating on my forehead. WIth a few more sharp thrusts, Y/n screamed out, flexing around my cock as her intense orgasm washed over her. I came along with her, burying my face in her neck, smelling her delicious scent. Her moans softened in my ear as she came back down from her mighty climax. I kissed her collar bones and rolled off of her.
“That was…” I started.
“Worth the wait?” She suggested.
“Absolutely.” I pulled her leg around my hip, resting my hand around her waist. I looked down at her legs when I felt her dripping center on my hip. “…Is that what I think it is?”
She shrugged innocently, trying to play cute. “How bad do you wanna find out?” As if she even needed to ask.
My phone buzzed suddenly. I checked my messages only to find a missed call and voicemail from Mark.
“Hey, baby. sorry I missed you. I just got off the plane and thought I’d give you a call. I’m on my way home. Hopefully, you aren’t asleep.” I smiled to myself. He knows me too well. “Anyway. I’ll be home in about 30 minutes. I love you so much. Bye.”
He sounded completely exhausted. I’ve always told him he works way too hard sometimes. Whenever he calls, I have a sense of relief that he’s able to have some downtime. He and I have only lived together for a few months before he went on tour and during that time, he was putting in work for the tour. He’d be gone for hours on end and come home with enough energy to fall into bed.
When he got home tonight, I knew he’d be tired, so I didn’t go above and beyond. Just the essentials. I cleaned up around the house, lit a few candles to freshen the air and changed the sheets. My heartbeat quickened by the minute until I caught a glimpse of headlights through the front window. He’s home!
I unlocked the door and hurried upstairs to tease him a little. Who could resist? I stripped out of all my clothes, leaving my underwear on and tussled my hair a bit. The front door creaked open and I heard Mark’s sweet voice echo down the hall.
“Y/n? Baby?” He called.
I laid out on the bed, trying my best to look tantalizing. Mark opened the door, took a few steps in and froze when he saw me laying there half-naked. He dropped his bags in the middle of the floor and let his eyes explore each curve. I got up on my knees, coming closer to him and held out my hands.
“Welcome home, baby,” I said with a small smile.
Mark walked closer, holding my hands and looking over every inch of my body. I placed his hands on my waist, giving him the perfect opportunity to touch me wherever he desired. He started at my hips, moving lower while I cupped his cheeks, pulling him in for a steamy kiss. I snaked my arms around his shoulders, gasping when he gave my ass a squeeze. Mark trapped my bottom lip between his teeth with a devilish smirk and pulled me in for another passionate kiss. I pulled the jacket off of him, feeling his stiff muscles through his shirt.
“Mmm, Babe~ You’re all tense. I thought you said you wouldn’t strain yourself.” I said with a pout.
“Trust me, baby.” He said with a sigh. He lifted me off the bed and into his arms, proving his strength. “Daddy has plenty of strength. Besides. Everything I do is for you.” He laid me down on my back, climbing on top of me, kissing down my body. “I wanna provide for you…. and take care of you… and make you feel good.” He whispered between kisses. He pulled my panties down with his index finger, freeing his other hand to slowly stroke my slit.
“Oh… Daddy.” I whimpered.
He looked up at me from between my legs, smiling innocently before taking my clit into his mouth. I squirmed and clutched the sheets beneath me. Mark’s big hand pressed to my pelvis, holding me down while he pleasured me mercilessly.
“D-daddy, wait. Please.” I begged. I didn’t want to cum like this. As nice as it was to feel his lips on my body, I was in need of more. I wanted to feel him deep inside me. After five months apart, I just wanted to feel his long cock stretching my walls, claiming me as his.
Mark lifted his head, wiping his mouth of my juices and laying my legs on either side of him. He took his member into his hand, gently grazing his tip against my folds.
“Is this what you’ve wanted all this time?” He asked, keeping his eyes fixed on mine.
I nodded frantically, wanting nothing more than for his to take that first trust. Mark lowered himself, his lips inches away from my face, he suddenly stopped massaging my entrance, then all at once, he slammed into me, forcing his entire cock into my tight heat. My mouth fell open with a long moan. All those nights I imagined him inside me instead of those sex toys or trying to please myself instead of feeling his rough fingers pumping in and out of me, none of it could amount to the real thing.
“This is why I do it, baby girl.” He said. “You’re all mine now, baby. And I’m all yours.”
I clenched around him, trying to hold in my sweet release. All the while I just brought him to the edge with me. Mark gripped my thighs, spreading them even more, taking me from a better angle. My back arched completely off the bed, I screamed out his name and we both came at the same time. The butterflies in my stomach turned into bursts of tingles all over my body, leaving me covered in goosebumps. Mark’s warm cum filled me while his soft moans rang through my ears.
We both laid there, catching our breath and bathing in the afterglow. Mark turned over, bringing me into his chest and kissing my forehead. I traced little patterns on his chest, tickling him with my tight touch. His mouth opened wide with a big yawn.
“I missed you so much, y/n.” He said, feeling drowsy.
“I missed you too. I’m so glad your back. Now you can relax… properly.” I teased.
Mark just smiled and held me close. “That’s why I do it.”
Another day, another workout session with Minseok. If there was anyone in the world who can keep me motivated, it’s him. He knows I prefer going to the gym with someone so, he insists that we go together a few times a week. Today was like any other gym day, only I noticed a flyer for swimming lessons at the front desk.
“Swim lessons! I’ve always wanted to learn.” I turned to show Minseok, but he just chuckled.
“Y/n, that class is for kids. There’s a cartoon duck on it.” He said pointing at the paper.
“Well, could you teach me? The pool is open today.” I asked, walking with him to the locker room.
“Not today, babe. It’s arm day. Besides, neither of us packed a swimsuit” He reminded me.
With that, He kissed my forehead and went into the man’s room. I sighed to myself and headed back over to the desk. If he didn’t want to teach me, maybe I could get a professional to do it.
“Excuse me. Are there any swimming instructors for adults?” I asked the guy at the desk.
“Yeah, I’m actually one of the instructors. I’m John.” He extended his hand and I shook it before he went on. “Just send me an email and we can get some lessons scheduled. My earliest opening is tomorrow at three.” He handed me his card and I felt better already.
“Great. Thanks so much!’ I waved goodbye and headed to the locker room to get changed.
The next day Minseok said he would have dance practice all day, so I just went to the gym alone. For the first time in a while, I actually felt comfortable being there without someone, but it was probably because I knew I’d have, John, the instructor, with me.
From the start of my lesson, I tried to follow the pointers I was taught and keep my head above water. We were at it for almost an hour when I caught glimpse of a familiar face while I was floating on my back. I smiled when I saw Minseok up on the second floor, lifting weights until he realized who I was. He dropped the weight, barely missing his foot and rushed to the stairs.
"Uh-oh.” I stood up in the water, breaking away from the instructor’s grasp, and waited for Minseok to storm in.
“Y/n? What are you doing?” Minseok stomped over to the edge of the pool, crossing his arms and glared in fury at John.
“I’m learning to swim. You said you didn’t want to so I hired John.” I said, innocently. Minseok’s eyes narrowed, not quite buying my excuse.
“I’ll give you two a moment. Our hours was just about up anyway.” John excused himself and I swam to the edge of the pool.
“Are you mad?” I asked my boyfriend.
Minseok reached for my hand, helping me out of the pool. He grabbed a towel, placing it around my shoulders. “No, I’m not mad. I was just… Shocked. John was getting a little grabby.”
“He was keeping me from drowning,” I said with a laugh.
We walked back to the locker rooms, Minseok wrapped his arm around me and kissed the top of my head. “From now on, I will teach you to swim. We can come back to the pool once a week to do it.”
“Promise?” I asked holding out my pinky.
“I promise.” He replied, verifying our pinky swear.
Summary: After a heated argument about your living arrangements, JB thinks it a good time to let you have your space, but Mother Nature says differently.
We’ve been at this for hours. My lease ends in a few months and I asked the inevitable question: “Should we just find a place together?” then JB got all weirded out.
“Just tell me now, are you committed to me?”
“Yes, of course, I am. Y/n, I love you more than anything. I just don’t think we should rush into living together.” He said.
“Jae, I am about to enter a year-long lease with this place. You and I have been together for almost three years. What are you afraid of?”
JB thought to himself for a moment, trying to come up with a way to express his thoughts. I took a deep breath and gave up. There was no point in changing his mind about this. I just thought we were ready for the next step.
“Baby, please don’t be mad. I just think we should both have our own space for a while.” His words send a shock through my system. Space?! He wants space?
“Maybe you should just go. You win, alright. I’ll just stay in this apartment alone and you can do the same.” I crossed my arms, shutting off all communication, but it wasn’t over just yet.
“Y/n. I don’t want to leave you like this. I can tell you’re still mad. You and I will stay right here until we figure this out.”
“There’s nothing to figure out. Just go. You got your wish. I’ll give you space.” I hissed.
JBs expression went from guilty to outright irritated. “You know that’s not what I meant. That just gives me even more reason to stay right here with you.”
“Funny how you want to stay here when things are ugly, yet you can’t even stomach the thought of living with me full-time.”
“Y/n, will you stop with this. Fine! I will live with you. Are you happy?”
“No. I want you to want this. I’m not about to keep you here against your will.”
It was clear that there was no good ending to this argument. At least not today. JB sat across from me, pulling out his phone when he received an alert.
“Oh, shit.” He muttered.
“What?” I asked.
“Looks like I’m going to be here a while. The snowstorm rolled in early.” He got up, walked over to the windows to check outside.
The moment he opened the shades, my eyes went wide. It was a complete whiteout! Nothing but falling snow as far as the eye can see. I stood next to JB watching his car get pummeled in the snow.
“That’s just great.” He walked away from the window, laid out on my couch and turned on the TV.
“How long will this last?” I asked him.
“Not sure. The alert said a day or two. I’ll just stay on the couch tonight.” He fluffed a pillow, placing it under his head and draped a blanket over himself.
I knew he was mad, but damn it if he didn’t look cute all snuggled up. Normally I would invite myself into his arms, but odds are he wouldn’t even let me in after what I said. I just walked back to my spot on the chair, curling up and watching him surf through channels.
“So what now?” I asked him.
“You’re looking at it.” He snapped back.
“Jae, you’re not being very fair. That blanket is yours. You bought it last year at the store down the street but you forget to take it home with you so you just kept it here. That shirt you’re wearing has been in my closet for six months before you finally took it with you after your last overnight stay. A third of the things in here are technically yours. I know it for a fact that a lot of my things are at your place too. Including my backup toothbrush and extra clothes.” JB wouldn’t look me in the eye, but I knew he was listening. After a brief pause, he turned off the TV and sat up to look me in the eye. “We’re pretty much already living together, we’ve just never made it official in one place.” I finished.
It was a lot to process, but he knew I was right. He took a look around my apartment, taking notice off all the things that were actually his.
“I guess you’re right, but I just don’t know.” He said rubbing his neck.
“Well, why don’t we turn this snow storm into a test. I have plenty of food to last the whole weekend and then some. We’re gonna stay right here for two days and by the end of it, if we decide we shouldn’t live together, then that’ll be that.” I extended my hand for him to shake in order to seal the deal. He hesitated but still took my hand, shaking it firmly before laying back down.
He looked over at me with his soft brown eyes and opened his arms for me to lay with him. I smiled at his cuteness and accepted. He wrapped me in a warm embrace, covering us both with the blanket and nuzzling his head in the crook of my neck. I grabbed the remote, turning the TV back on and we decided on a movie.
The tension quickly faded and everything went back to normal. JB and I got a little hungry after a couple of hours and cooked up some dinner together. We soon forgot about the weather outside and enjoyed each other’s company. But I needed to do more. I had to prove to him that living together would be the perfect set up.
“Ooh! I wish we had those nice cups from the china shop we went to.” I whined.
“They’re at my place…” He said, not catching on to my mind game.
“That’s alright, we can use mine. Could you hand me the oregano?” I asked, knowing full well it wasn’t there.
“I don’t see it.” He said, looking around my spice cabinet.
“I could have sworn I bought some the last time we had spaghetti.”
“Oh, I think it’s at my-… What are you doing?” Uh-oh. He caught me.
“What am I doing?” I questioned innocently.
“You’re tricking me into just moving the rest of my stuff over here, that won’t work, Y/n.”
“Relax. I just asked you two questions. The fact that those things just happen to be at your apartment is out of my control.” I said with a shrug.
“…Okay. No more traps though.” He warned.
“Okay.”
We finished making dinner and sat at the table, making small talk and occasionally looking out the window. The weather went from bad to worse quickly. With just a flicker of the lights, the power went out. I looked to JB in a panic.
“Oh, god.” I murmured.
Before JB could say anything, I jumped up and headed right for my fireplace. We’re technically not supposed to use anything but gas, but desperate times call for desperate measures. JB came right over with a lighter and a scrap of paper to get things started and I laid down a couple of logs to keep us warm. JB started the fire and I grabbed some candles and flashlights to brighten the rest of the room.
“It’s worse than I thought,” JB said.
“It’s okay though. We already ate and there plenty of snacks that don’t need to be cooked for tomorrow.” I tried to reassure him, earning a little smile.
“No worries, love. We’ll just continue in the dark.” He took my hand, guiding me to the kitchen and lit a few more candles.
We both started on the dishes, thankfully the pipes were still working fine. I was nearly finished on the last plate when I felt JB’s body heat on my back. Normally washing dishes by candlelight isn’t the most romantic thing ever, but with JB’s hands on my waist, my mind travels to a whole other dimension. A place where there are no arguments or disagreements of any kind. Just the two of us in perfect harmony.
I set the plate on the drying rack and leaned back, letting his touch take over. His soft lips kissed along my neck, stopping for a few nibbles along the way. His arms coiled around my waist, making me walk backward with him through the living room and to my bedroom.
“Is sex the first thing on your mind after washing dishes?” I asked him flirtatiously.
He just shrugged and turned me around to face him. “I’m a creature of habit.”
He laid me down on my bed, pulling my pants down which caused me to instantly shiver from the cold. JB covered me up in the blankets to get rid of the rest of my clothes on my own while he stripped down himself. He joined me under the covers, kissing me deeply and letting his hands roam all over my body.
“Mmm~ You’re so warm.” I purred.
“I can’t get enough of you, baby.” His hot kisses moved down my shoulders, covering my skin with his love.
I spread my legs a little more, reaching down to massage his tip against my wetness. JB’s mouth opened just a bit, holding back a moan. Involuntarily, I bucked my hips, trying to take him inside me. He smirked at me and squeezed my thigh. I needed to feel his thrusts, slow, rough, never-ending. He had me drenched and ready. I cupped his face with my free hand, whispering “please” before feeling his tip push past my folds.
My hand came around to his hips, slowly pulling him in closer as he pushed his member deeper inside me. His eyes closed as the base of his cock met my pelvis. I moaned at the feeling of him pulling back out only to thrust back into me. His skin was burning with desire, warming me up faster than I thought possible.
“Faster.” I moaned.
His rhythm quickened, satisfying my every need. I latched onto him while he rode me closer and closer to the edge. His strong muscles flexed beneath my palms. I dug my nails into his back, allowing my sweet release to fully take control of me.
“Don’t stop.” I clenched around his manhood, milking every last drop of his warm cum.
JB grunted and groaned as we finished our orgasms. Our sweaty bodies piled together, cooling down for a while. I kissed his temple and he rolled over onto his side of my bed.
“We’ll have to do this lights out thing at your place sometime,” I said.
“No need. I’m moving in.” He said casually.
I jumped out of the afterglow and into what must be a dream. “Wait, what?”
“I’m moving in.” He repeated, looking me deep in the eyes. “Think about it. Just a few hours ago we had a fight, usually one of us would leave to cool off, but this time we were bound together and here we are, closer than ever.” He took my hand, smiling at me.
“You have no idea how happy you’ve made me!” I climbed on top of him, bringing him in for a hug.
He kissed the top of my head and held me close. “I’ll do anything to make you happy.”
Summary: Jongdae has always been there for you, ever since you two were little, but now that you both have grown up, he still treats you as the little girl you used to be.
The music was so loud, my bed was vibrating. It’s great that my brother came back from college, but did he have to bring his moron friends with him? The second mom and dad left, there were herds of people piling in through the back door.
I sat in my bed, staring out the window, watching all the partiers walk in until a familiar face made me perk up. Jongdae’s back too! I made a snap decision to get dressed and go down to join. I know it’s dumb to think I have a chance with my dream guy but why not just make my presence known?
We’ve lived down the street from Jongdae and his family all my life. We attended the same schools, Hung out with the same crowds, but we aren’t the same age. Next yearI’ll be in college and he’s already halfway done. For years I’ve gotten closer to him, but the more I knew about him, the harder I fell in love. Whenever I would get even a little glimpse of hope that he likes me too, he’d call me “Y/n-ah” and the spark between us quickly dies. He’ll always see me as his best friend’s baby sister, nothing more. Still, I would go out of my way to prove that I’m worthy of his attention. Just once, I want him to notice me as a possible girlfriend. I’ve imagined how we’d be as a couple so many times that it’s taken over my senses. When he’s around I want to be there with him, when he’s gone I miss him like crazy.
I searched through my closet, trying to find something that can catch Jongdae’s eye without being over the top. Mini skirt? v-neck dress?? Heels??? Too obvious. I tried on a few options before deciding on a fitted lace-up top and dark wash skinny jeans. Sexy yet subtle. I hurried to the bathroom, hoping no one would see me. I applied some makeup and touched up my hair before I took a deep breath and made my way downstairs.
A few heads turned as I walked past, but no sign of Jongdae. I took a lap around the house, ending up in the kitchen where it was quiet. I opened the fridge, needing something to drink but the door quickly slammed shut and I came face to face with my brother.
“Absolutely not. Why are you down here?” He scolded.
“Because I can. I wasn’t even going to have any liquor, I just wanted a soda.” I tried opening the fridge but was denied again.
“No. No soda, no party, nothing.” He tried shooing me off to my room but I got an idea that would change his tune.
“Sure I can go upstairs. Mom and dad will be able to hear me clearly when I call them from up there.” I crossed my arms and he glared at me while contemplating.
“… Fine. But if iso much as smell booze near you. You. are. out. Got it?”
“Yes.” I whipped open the fridge door, taking a can of soda and watched my brother walk away.
I rolled my eyes, taking a sip and went about my business. I came around the corner and felt a tap on my shoulder. When I turned to see who it was, my face lit up.
“Jondae! You’re back.” I threw my arms around him and he hugged me back as always.
“Yeah. Your brother and I carpooled back home for the weekend. He also told me to keep an eye on you until the party is over.” And there it was. He’s not just talking to me because I got dressed up for him, it’s because he’s now my babysitter.
“You’re joking…” I replied, feeling extremely annoyed.
“Yeah, I know. He can be a little bossy, but don’t worry. I’ll give you space. Just have fun, alright? I’m gonna get a drink.” He excused himself and headed to the kitchen.
I can’t believe he still sees me as that little girl making googly-eyes at him. Even worse, he wants to give me space. I don’t want space I want to be here with him as a date! As soon as Jongdae was out of sight I stormed off, disappearing into the crowd. I somehow ended up in the middle of the living room, crammed between a load of people dancing a grinding together. I hunched over, clutching my drink and trying to leave without being touched.
My plan quickly failed when some girl bumped into me, causing me to drop the can of soda on the floor. I gasped when I felt a hand on my but and decided to just leave the can on the floor rather than taking the risk of getting groped. I finally made it out of the group of people, taking moment to collect myself and kept moving.
I walked toward the wall, hoping to just sit down for a bit. I took a seat on the couch, keeping to myself until the inevitable moment when either my brother or Jongdae finds me. I observed everyone like a visitor in a zoo.
“This seat is taken?” I glanced up and saw a handsome stranger looking back at me.
“Uh, no. Go ahead.” I offered.
“These parties can get old pretty quick. Everybody is acting like a bunch of animals.” He said.
“My thoughts exactly,” I replied with a small laugh.
We talked for a while, getting to know each other a little. Turns out he is a friend of someone who went to high school with my brother and got ditched as soon as he arrived at the party. He was lucky enough not to get caught in the pile of dirty dancers. We went back and forth until we came across the forbidden topic.
“So what year are you?”
“Senior,” I replied without a thought.
“Seriously? You don’t look a day past 19.”
“Oh, no I meant senior in high school. I should have been more specific.” My cheeks started to burn and I lowered my head.
“That’s okay. I’ve never minded a younger woman.” My heart started to flutter. He actually liked me despite my age!
Another song came on that had the whole crowd cheering and hollering with excitement. It was way too loud to even hear my conversation until he leaned in toward my ear and said: “Wanna go somewhere private?” His hand rested on my knee and I shyly nodded ‘yes’
He took my hand leading me further away from the crowd and up the stairs. We almost got down the hall to my bedroom when another hand gripped my wrist, pulling me back.
“I don’t think so, Y/n.” Jongdae had a fire in his eyes that I’ve never seen before.
“Chill out. She’s with me.” I was soon entered in a game of tug of war with the guy I was talking to and the guy who was recruited to watch me.
“No, she isn’t. She’s with me.” Jongdae argued. One of my hands was released and Jongdae pulled me behind him. “Leave.” He said with his fists clenched.
“Or what?” The other guy stepped closer to Jongdae, refusing to back down.
“Or we’ll beat your ass. That’s what.” My brother stepped in, shoving the guy toward the stairs and he finally retreated.
I looked at my brother with terror in my eyes. I hated seeing him like this and god knows he would have fought that guy over much less.
“Y/n. Go to your room. I’ll deal with you later. Jongdae, lock her in there if you have to.” With that, my brother marched down the stairs.
I came out from behind Jongdae and headed straight for my room. He quickly followed behind, making sure I didn’t try and escape back to the party. He closed my bedroom door behind us and watched me lay face down on my bed, letting out a deep sigh.
“Y/n, what were you thinking? I left you alone for literally five seconds and you vanish. Next thing I know you’re going off to bed with a random guy.”
“I wasn’t gonna sleep with him. He just wanted to go somewhere private to talk… As I’m saying it out loud, it sounds like he was just trying to sleep with me… Oh god~” I whined. I fell back over, hiding my face in the pillows.
Jongdae walked over, sat next to me on the bed and rubbed my back. “It’s alright. At least you are aware of you’re mistakes. Honestly, I didn’t think that guy was your type.”
“He’s not. He was just the only guy who…” I stopped myself before I could let anything slip out. I can’t let him know my secret, even if it’s about him.
“Who what?” He asked.
“…The only guy who doesn’t mind the fact that I’m younger than him.” I admitted.
Jongdae took a second to process what I said and came to his own realization. “You didn’t like that I was watching over you?”
“Of course not. It’s so patronizing.” I muttered.
“I told you I was going to give you space.” He said in a light tone.
“I didn’t want space from you, Jongdae.” I sat up straight, meeting his eye line so he’d take me seriously. “I wanted to be there with you!”
His expression froze. There wasn’t a shred of emotion on his face, just a blank stare. I ruined it. Any chance of him liking me back was long gone by now.
“Y/n, I… I can’t.” His words shattered my heart into a million pieces. I just wanted to curl up and fade away.
“I-I understand.” My voice broke. I turned away from him so he wouldn’t see my tears start to swell up.
“Y/n, please. It’s not about your age. You’re just my best friend’s sister. I don’t want to lose either one of you.”
“You won’t. Jongdae, I didn’t just wake up this morning with a crush on you. I fell for you from the start and it’s only got worse when you left for college. I miss you all the time but I couldn’t just say it because I knew this would happen. I knew you’d reject me. I’m just a little girl in your eyes. Nothing’s changed.”
“Don’t say that. You’re not a little girl. I know that. It’s just a way of distancing myself from seeing you as the woman you are. If I see you that way I won’t be able to stop myself from doing something I could regret later.” His honesty was a bit of a shock for me. I never knew he was holding back like this.
“How do you see me?”
“Y/n.” He raised his hand, cupping my cheek while he spoke. you are an incredibly driven, genuine, sweet woman… who happens to be young.“ I smiled slightly at his last comment and his thumb ran over my bottom lip. "With the most deliciously soft lips, I’ve ever seen.” He lifted my chin, tilting my head to one side, coming in closer until our lips came together for a long-awaited kiss.
I moved my hand around his neck, pulling him in close. Oddly, my nerves melted away, my heartbeat sped up, but I felt relaxed by his touch. I felt his hand on my back, bringing me in even closer and I moaned faintly. He draped my legs across his lap before laying me back, climbing above me and making himself comfortable without ever breaking our kiss.
I lifted my legs, planting them on either side of him, allowing him the perfect opportunity to gently grind down. I moaned aloud, enjoying the feeling of him through my jeans.
“I’ve always wanted to know what it felt like to have this beautiful body of yours pressed against me.” He lifted my leg, wrapping it around his hip while his grinded onto my pelvis. He kissed my neck, while his finger started tugging on the string of my top, unlacing it. His hot lips moved over the tops of my breasts and down the middle. His free hand lifted my shirt up, uncovering my stomach. He kissed his way down my abdomen and paused briefly to undo my skinny jeans. He peeled them down with ease while I threw my top across the room. He slowly got off the bed, looking down in wonder at my half-naked body.
Jongdae started a little striptease, getting rid of his top, tossing it in the same direction as mine. When he got back on the bed, he took my hands, placing them on the front of his pants, hinting for me to help him out a little. I unbuttoned his jeans, sliding the zipper down and pulling them down far enough for him to just kick off the rest.
“I’ve wanted you for so long Y/n.” He whispered.
I kissed him one more time, savoring the taste of his sweet lips, “Take me. I’m yours, Jongdae.”
Without hesitation, he pulled his rock hard cock out of his underwear and slipped my panties to the side. With one slow thrust, he stretched out my walls just right, entering me completely. I coiled around him, wanting to feel every inch of his skin on mine.
He thrusted in and out, filling me up perfectly before pulling out again, building friction. My stomach knotted up, my limbs felt like jelly and my orgasm was fast approaching. Jongdae’s thrusts got a little rougher, making it harder to contain my screams of pleasure. But I couldn’t let anyone hear us. This moment was for us, nothing and no one can ruin it. For the first time ever, I felt mentally, emotionally, and physically fulfilled. All I needed now was a sweet release.
“Jongdae~ I’m gonna cum,” I said, holding back any loud whimpers or moans.
“Me too, love. Cum with me. Oh~ Now!”
I bit down on his shoulder while he buried his face in my pillow, muffling his growls and groans. My whole body tingled as I finished my orgasm. I became too weak to keep clenching around him, but his member had already started to soften deep inside me. We both took a moment to collect our selves. Jongdae rolled off of me and stared at the ceiling. I laid next to him, terrified that he would regret what we did.
“That… was amazing.” He said with a smile growing on his face. I sat up a little, turning to rest my head on his chest. He welcomed me into his arms right away, kissing the top of my head and I sighed in relief.
“My brother’s gonna be so-”
“Shhh, you don’t need to worry about that right now. I just want to have this moment for a while.” He snuggled me in closer and just like before, all my nerves went away.
Summary: The one thing Sehun hates, is when you forget who you belong to. And of course, when you act like a bad girl, you get punished like one.
Warnings: Spanking
It’s so great to get out of the house and spend some time with Sehun. Seeing him cut loose every now and again is really refreshing. Most of the time he just wants to stay at home all day and do nothing, but tonight I convinced him to go out with me.
“Alright Y/n. I only wanna spend an hour here… maximum.” If only I haven’t heard those words before, I’d believe him. He always starts off all reserved, but he just needs a few drinks in him.
“Okay. I promise.”
We pulled up to the club, parking the car and making our way inside. The second Sehun saw the ratio between men and women, his hand was glued to my waist. He glared at any man who dared to look at me. Without stopping, we went straight to the bar. Sehun ordered for both of us and we had a little toast.
“To fun Hunnie~,” I said with a smile.
After a few rounds, Sehun excused himself. He headed to the bathroom and I checked my makeup on my phone. I felt a warm presence behind me and smiled. Sehun and his antics.
“Hey. Is this seat taken?” A man said from behind. I turned around and saw him pointing to the stool on the other side of me.
“Oh no, that one isn’t, but this one is,” I said patting Sehun’s seat.
“Fair enough. I assume you’re not alone then.” He said, making conversation.
“Uh- yeah, he just stepped away for a second,” I explained.
“I’m surprised he could leave you here alone. That dress is stunning.” Granted he was charming, but I couldn’t show any interest.
“Thank you, but I’m actually seeing someone… exclusively,” I admitted. He was slightly taken back but still nodded in understanding.
“Message received. It was still nice to meet you…” He extended his hand for a friendly shake and I accepted.
“Y/n,” I said.
“Y/n, it’s a pleasure.” The moment he let go of my hand I watched him as his gaze moved from my eyes and up and over my head.
“I’ll bet it is.” I turned around in my seat to see Sehun shooting an icy stare at the guy next to me.
“Oh, Sehun. This is-”
“Irrelevant. Let’s go.” He grabbed my waist, practically lifting me off the stool and storming out with me glued to his side.
“Sehun! What the hell?” I broke away from him when we made it to the parking lot and he just gave me the silent treatment. “Really? You’re ignoring me after that stunt you pulled.” I got in the car myself and he slammed the driver’s side door, turning his attention to me with a puzzled look.
“I pulled a stunt? What about you? That guy was undressing you with his eyes.” He threw the car into gear and sped off into the night.
“He was not looking at me any type of way, you are so dramatic.” I crossed my arms, giving up on any chance of having a decent conversation.
As soon as we got home, Sehun charged inside, leaving me to follow after him. I was just about to confront him when he hurried upstairs. I quickly rushed to our bedroom, knowing it would be the first place he would go. I heard the door slam shut as I made my way down the hall and there he was. I opened the door to find him nearly tearing his clothes off and tossing them in the laundry basket.
“Sehun… Can we talk about what happened?” I watched him pace back and forth while changing out of his club clothes. “I told him I was taken and he completely understood. When you came over he was just shaking my hand.”
“You don’t get it. He wanted what was mine.” He said, standing in front of me half naked.
“What’s yours? You’re really that territorial?”
He stepped toward me, staring me down. “You… Are mine. And I am yours. Period.” He stopped inches away from my face, taunting me with his bright pink lips. He knows I can’t resist his kisses.
“Y-you didn’t have to drag me out of there though,” I said in a timid voice. I couldn’t stop staring at his lips! I wanted to feel them all over me. He was so sexy when he was mad, and I was clearly falling apart at the seams. I wanted to kiss him so badly, it hurt.
“Yeah. I know you’re not the type to be… submissive. Oh, wait.” He gripped my hips, pushing me against the door. “You are.”
Without warning, Sehun stepped away, leaving me weak. He sat on the bed and looked at me with mischief in his eyes. He waved his finger at me, gesturing for me to come over and join him. I walked up to the bed, resting my hand on his shoulders, but before I could straddle him, he bent me over his lap, lifted my dress to expose my ass and pulled my hands behind my back with one hand.
“Such a bad little girl.” His hand came down with a loud smack. I bit my lip, stopping myself from moaning as he continued. “So naive.”
“I’m sorry, daddy. It won’t ever happen again.” I know it won’t because my baby is about to learn just who she belongs to.“ He spanked me a few more times, squeezing my ass when he finished my punishment. He let go of my wrists, letting me stand up on my own, but not before he pulled my panties down, around my ankles. I stepped out of them and turned my back toward him, looking at him over my shoulder until he got the hint and unzipped my dress.
I stepped out of the pool of clothes and was finally able to straddle him. I grinded down on his lap, soaking his underwear with my wetness. He didn’t hesitate to take them off and roll me over onto my back. He lined himself up at my entrance and glided into my slick heat.
"Oh~ So warm, baby. And so tight.” He moved in and out, moaning my name while I kissed his neck and chest. “Who’s the only man who gets to feel your wet little pussy?”
“You, daddy. Only you.”
“That’s my girl.”
My hands moved across his shoulder blades and down his back while he thrusted into me. I dug my nails in just as his manhood touched my g-spot. I pressed my forehead to his chest, clenching my walls around him. His length pushed deeper inside of me, causing me to cry out in pleasure. My head was thrown back and my stomach was like a butterfly sanctuary. I could feel the tingles rush over me, but I resisted my climax until he was nearly there.
“Fuck, I’m close baby. Cum with me. NOW!” He demanded.
He pounded into me, letting a flow of profanities spill out of his mouth. I clawed at his back, my eyes rolled up and I completely came undone. Sehun’s member softened inside of me as he pulled out. I collapsed beside me, taking a few breaths before propping himself up on his arm.
“Now. What has my baby learned?”
“Don’t talk to strangers?” I guessed.
“Because?”
“Because I belong to you, daddy.” I cuddled into his chest, hoping my innocence could persuade him to not be mad anymore.
He kissed my nose and held me close, relaxing into the sheets. “Good girl.”
Genre:high school!au, romance, fluff, and a pinch of angst
Summary: A lot of things can change during your senior year of high school. There are a lot of great moments that come to an end, but for you and Jungkook, it’s just the beginning.
New year, new grade, same people. But going into my senior year was actually something I was excited for. Over the summer, things changed for me in my personal life, great things. My best friend, Jungkook and I practically spent the entire vacation together. We stayed up late, hung out at each other’s houses, and went on random road trips for the fun of it.
Usually, we would spend the summer apart for camp or family holidays but this time it was different. The last week before school started was amazing! He picked me up for what I thought was a movie night, but we ended up at the lake. We snuck in after park hours and went swimming under the stars. We’ve never been closer.
I got up this morning, chose my first-day outfit and headed to the kitchen. I hesitated when I saw a full breakfast on the table waiting for me.
“Mom, what’s all this?” I asked
“It’s your first day of senior year. I had to make you something special. No cereal today.” She pulled out my chair for me and I happily sat down. “So, are you excited to see your boyfriend at school?”
“What boyfriend?” How random. I had no idea who she was talking about.
“Jungkook of course. You don’t have to keep it a secret. I’d always been rooting for you two.”
“No no no. There is no ‘us two’. We’re still just friends.”
My mom paused and raised an eyebrow at me. “Honey, friends don’t look at friends the way you look at each other. A blind person can see it.”
“It’s true. We’re just friends.”
“Alright. Well, finish your food. Your friend will be here soon to take you to school… Like a gentleman…” She said mumbling the last part. I instantly got annoyed and ate quickly.
Soon enough, I heard Junkook’s car honking and jumped up from my seat. I grabbed my backpack, rushing past my dad and waving goodbye. “Bye! Love you!” I walked out the door, smiling the moment I saw Jungkook pressing both hands on the horn.
“Let’s gooooo!!!!” He hollered.
I hopped into the passenger seat and slapped his arm. He giggled a me and pulled out of the driveway, cruising down the street.
“I can’t believe we’re seniors,” I said.
“I honestly wish summer would have lasted a little longer.” He replied. I instantly flashed back to what my mom said. Jungkook turned to look at me. “What is it?”
“Huh?” I asked snapping out of my thoughts.
“You got all quiet.”
“Oh. I was just thinking.” I only gave half the truth, fearing the worst. He just changed the subject and went on about the classes he was taking for the first semester.
“What about you? Hopefully, we’re in the same classes.”
I tuned back into the conversation late and just said, “which one?”
“You tell me. What’s your schedule?”
“Oh, I have to check again.” I pulled out my phone, looking at the list of classes. “First period… Science.”
“Same! Thank god. We have to make sure we choose lockers next to each other though.”
“Sure, Kookie,” I said with a laugh. My mom’s comment kept coming back. I couldn’t take it anymore, I just had to hear it from him. “Oh! My mom said something crazy.”
“Again?” He said jokingly.
“She thought you and me were, like, a thing.”
“What? How?"The goofy look of confusion was all the confirmation I needed.
"Because we’ve been hanging out so much. She just doesn’t get it.” We both laughed it off and pulled up to the school.
We took a deep breath and looked at each other. Something happened. His ordinary brown eyes had a sparkle in them that made my heart race. The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile and I did the same out of habit.
“Ready for this?” He asked.
“…Yeah.” What is wrong with me? I seriously wanted to kiss him. His bright pink lips were calling for me, but now what? He clearly doesn’t see me that way.
We walked through the front doors and Jungkook and I parted ways for homeroom, but as always, we just pulled out our phones and texted back and forth.
“Welcome back everyone! You’re officially seniors!” My teacher’s perkiness was already getting to me. “Here are the printouts for your schedules. The front office will be open for walk-ins if you need to make adjustments.”
I took a picture of my schedule and sent it to Jungkook. In seconds he replied.
Kookie: YES 4 out of 8 classes together! New record!
Y/n: Where’s your locker?
Kookie: 656 right across from the good bathroom. You?
Y/n: Not sure yet. I’ll make sure to get the one next to you though.
“Alright, let’s head out to the hall and assign lockers.” The teacher lead everyone into the hallway and I headed straight for the bathrooms.
“"659, 658, 657. Perfect. I want his one!” The teacher came over and gave me the combination. I texted Jongkook back and homeroom was dismissed.
We met up on the way to the first period, stopping by our new lockers. He unloaded some of the notebooks that he didn’t need yet while I just waited on him. I know it’s dumb to keep thinking about what my mom said, but when he told me that we were just friends, I felt a little hurt. Out of nowhere, I was knocked into Jungkook by someone who must have thought I was invisible.
“Hey!” I shouted.
“Oh, sorry I didn’t even see you.” A guy said. I looked up to see it was none other than Kim Yugyeom. Last year, I had the biggest crush on him, that is until he started dating the snobby girl on the track team. No good guy would want a girl like her.
“It’s alright.”
“Hey, Yugyeom! How’s you and… uh… your girlfriend?” Jungkook asked, clearly forgetting her name.
“We broke up over the summer. She got really annoying, plus she hated all my friends so I ended it.” Yugyeom explained.
“Sorry to hear that,” I said.
“It’s alright. I know the right girl is out there. See you around.” He reached out, giving my arm a little touch as he walked away and my cheeks got red.
“Wait a minute… Do you still like him?” Jungkook asked.
“No. I told you no guy in their right mind goes out with that snob.”
“They broke up.”
“But it still happened!” I argued.
“But you’re still blushing!” He shot back with a smirk.
“Because It’s hot in here! UGH! Let’s go. I don’t want to be late.” I linked our arms together and he slammed his locker shut.
We headed straight for our first-period class and the second we walked through the door, I knew Jungkook’s teasing was just beginning. I made direct eye contact with Yugyeom. His goodbye was clearly premature.
“Ooooo~” Jungkook cooed.
“Shut up.” I hissed with a pinch. We both sat down by Yugyeom. Of course, Jungkook made sure I sat at the table next to him, but Yugyeom was still right across the aisle from me.
Class started and I already got bored. That is until I felt a pair of eyes on me. My cheeks started burning again and I spotted Yugyeom gazing at me from the corner of my eye. I looked over at him and smiled politely and he did the same. Since it was the first day, we just went over the class requirements and material then the bell rang for second period.
Jungkook and I split up since we wouldn’t be able to see each other until lunch. I went to my locker to switch out my books and a little note fell out of one of the open pockets. I picked it up from off the ground and read it to myself.
Roses are red Violets are blue Chocolate is sweet And so are you
“Chocolate?” I asked myself, but when I checked the pocket again I pulled out a little Hershey kiss. I looked at the note again to see who it was but there wasn’t a name. I smiled at the little candy and helped myself before going to class.
Once again, I returned to my locker before third period, but I noticed there was no note in my bag on the way. I opened the locker and out came a piece of paper. I picked it up and read the message.
I liked out little talk this morning, maybe we can finish it later?
My heart pounded in my chest. It was Yugyeom! Does he really like me? I folded the note and put it back in my locker. I couldn’t stop myself from smiling on my way to my next class. Maybe my crush wasn’t gone after all, but what about Jungkook?
Throughout the rest of the morning, I’d go to my locker between classes and every time, I’d receive a little note.
When lunchtime came around, I hurried to the cafeteria, looking for Junkook. I went through the line, turning around constantly, trying to spot him. I was relieved to see a boy with brown hair and a bunny smile looking back at me. I rushed over to him, eager to show him what I’ve found.
“Kookie! You’re never gonna believe what happened.” I said sitting down across from him.
“Yeah?”
“I have a secret admirer!” I pulled out the notes and showed him. “there were stuffed in the little slot in my locker.”
“Do you know who it is?” He asked.
“I think it might be-”
“Hey! Is this seat taken?” Yugyeom came over to our table and pointed to an open spot.
“Nope. Go ahead.” Jungkook welcomed.
I looked at Jungkook with wide eyes, trying not to be too obvious with Yugyeom beside me. I mouthed the words ‘It’s him’ and tilted my head. Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows, confused by what I was trying to say.
“What are these?” Yugyeom looked at the notes scattered on the table and almost took one when I quickly gathered them up and shoved them into my bag.
“Nothing. They’re nothing. Just some notes I was passing in class earlier.” I lied.
“Oh, okay. I was about to get some juice. Do you guys want anything?” He offered.
“I can go for some juice. Y/n?” Jungkook asked.
“Sure. Me too, please.”
“Be right back.” Yugyeom got up from the table and I snapped back into detective mode.
“One of the notes said that he wanted to finish a conversation we had this morning. Yugyeom mentioned that he broke up with his girlfriend and wanted to be with the ‘right girl’. What if it’s me?” I asked
“There’s only one way to find out. You have to talk to your admirer.” Jungkook made a lot of sense. I can’t know unless I meet him in private.
“Your right. Maybe I can drop a hint that I’ll be by the bleachers after school.”
“What’s happening after school?” Yugyeom appeared out of thin air and sat down.
“Oh, uh… I’m meeting a friend. By the bleachers. The one I was passing notes too.” I hinted. If Yugyeom was really the admirer, it would be pretty obvious. We finished lunch and then it was off to the next period.
Jungkook was oddly distant after that. We had all of the same classes but he barely spoke to me let alone anyone else. There was something on his mind, but if he wasn’t even able to tell me, his best friend, it must be really bad. After several attempts to get him to say more than three words, I just let him have his space. I knew he would come around at some point.
The school day came to an end, but I was still determined to both get Jungkook talking again and to find out who my admirer is. I went back to my locker, but there were no more notes. Maybe this was a mistake. I should probably just wait it out. I came back to my locker to pack up my things and sure enough, Jungkook walked over.
“Hey.” He said.
I was a little shocked that he spoke first. “H-hey.”
“Need a ride home?” He asked.
“I don’t know. Part of me wants to know who is giving me these notes, but… I don’t know…” I thought to myself and came to a decision. “Tell you what. I’ll still go by the bleachers and if no one shows up in ten minutes, We’ll leave.”
“Sounds fair. Good luck.” He said with a small nod.
I walked to the back of the school, walking out to the football field and stood behind the bleachers. I looked around, trying to catch a glimpse of anyone coming, but no one did. I checked my phone and saw that five minutes had passed. I let out a sigh and looked around again. I spotted Jungkook walking over, lokking a little nervous.
“Kookie, I said ten minutes.”
“I heard you.” He retorted.
He stopped under a foot away from me. His mouth opened to speak, but nothing came out. I noticed a slip of paper in his hands and nearly cried. He took my hand, placing a note in my palm and let go. I read the final message in awe.
I chose to be your friend, but falling in love with you was out of my control ♡
“Jungkook…” I felt stunned and guilty all at once. Throughout the entire day, he’s been watching me assume his notes were from another guy, but he was just trying to confess.
“I know you were expecting Yugyeom, but I can’t act like you’re just my friend anymore.” His voice cracked as well as my heart.
I shook my head at him and threw my arms around him. He held me tight, unloading all his love. After a few minutes, we broke away. He held both my hands in his, smiling weakly as he stared at the ground. He looked up at me and his smile grew.
“Do you still need a ride?” He asked.
I laughed at him and pushed him away playfully. He came right back, slinging his arm around my shoulders and walking me to his car. I held his waist, strolling alongside him and tilted my head to rest on his shoulder. He kissed the top of my head but I wanted more. I turned to face him and planted my lips on his. It was only for a second, but the butterflies remained in my stomach. I suppose that’s the side effect of true loves kiss.
request: his s/o accidentally called him daddy in front of their friends where everyone knows Jinyoung is like a total gentleman and vanilla type of guy but she was the only one that knows how he acted behind closed doors.
Jinyoung and I’s relationship is, in a word, unexpected. Around his friends, he loves to have a little banter, around new people, he is very mature and kind, and around little kids, he is the softest, sweetest man you’ll ever meet. He brings all of those qualities to our relationship, but there is another side to us both. When we’re behind closed doors, he becomes a deliciously lustful dominant. I fall under his spell the second he touches me and he knows it, he uses it to trigger my fierce, minx-like submission to have his way with me. Privacy is obviously a big part of both our romantic and physical relationship, which is what made my mistake on our anniversary worthy of the punishment I received that night.
Jinyoung held my waist, pushing me inside our house before slamming the door behind us. I turned around, lowering my head in shame at what I’ve done. The guilt tactic didn’t work though. He lifted my chin with his finger, forcing me to look him in the eyes.
“Do you have any idea how much trouble you’re in, baby?” He asked.
I pondered for a second then slowly nodded my head. “Yes, daddy.”
“Go to our room. By the time I get up there you’d better be on the bed and ready for me.” He ordered.
I nodded again without a peep and scurried upstairs. The second I reached our room, I opened the door and stripped out of my clothing. I couldn’t believe I let it slip, in for of our friends no less. It was the first time I ever even mentioned Jinyoung’s other side.
*Earlier that evening*
“Congrats again you two.” Our friends threw a party for us to celebrate our first year of being together. It came as a huge surprise when he and I were invited out for a double date only to walk into our own anniversary party.
“Aww, thanks so much. We’re really happy.” I hugged my friend once more.
I stepped back into Jinyoung as he wrapped his arm around my waist. His hand sneakily moved from my lower back to my ass without anyone noticing. With the champagne slowly taking over my senses, I could feel the wetness pooling in my panties. All I wanted was for him to take me home then and there. He noticed my cheeks getting red and took the opportunity to duck out gracefully, or so he thought.
“Well, are you ready to go, love?”
“Yes, dad- I- I mean Jinyoung. Sorry. That was random. Haha~” I tried to play it off casually and my friends laughed along with me, unphased by my slip of the tongue.
Jinyoung held my hip, rushing me out as quickly as possible while exchanging split second goodbyes with the other guest. As soon as we got outside, the fresh air hit me, sobering be up quickly. I came back to reality and immediately realized what a mess I could have made.
“Daddy- Jinyoung…”
“Shh! We’ll deal with it at home.” Words like that could put the fear of God into anyone who didn’t know him the way I do. Even though I was about to be punished, I was oddly excited for what was to come.
*Present*
I laid out on our bed, looking as tantalizing as I could. Jinyougn came in, kicking off his shoes, his eyes dark with lust. He walked right past the bed without a glance in my direction. He unbuttoned his shirt, sliding it off before relieving himself of his pants. I bit my lip when I saw his erection pressing against the thin material of his underwear. My thighs pressed together, causing a little friction.
“Y/n…” He called out in a relaxed tone.
“Yes?”
“What is daddy’s one rule?” He turned to look at me, waiting for the right answer.
“Keep our private life private.”
“And what did you do tonight.”
“I almost called you daddy,” I admitted
“Not once, but twice.” He said. I sighed to myself in disappointment as he spoke. “Do you know what has to happen now?”
“Spanks.”
“Because?”
“Good girls are rewarded and bad girls get punished.”
“That’s right, but this is going to be a little different. ” He walked over to me, touching my smooth skin with his fingertips. “I’m going to give you five spanks, but instead of counting, you are going to spell out ‘daddy’. Understood?”
“Yes, daddy.” I agreed.
“On all fours. Now.”
I turned over, exposing my bare ass to him. He repositioned my hips, arching my back like a cat. He cupped my ass cheeks in his hand before raising it and coming down with a loud smack.
“D.” I yelped.
“Good girl."He continued to spank me, moving from one cheek to the other as I spelled out the forbidden word.
"A-D-D”
“Last one.” He warned. His hand clapped against my ass, the sound ricocheting off the walls.
“Y…” I gripped the sheets, needing to feel his thick cock deep inside me. I pushed my hips back, touching his bulge with my tender ass.
“You want my dick, baby?”
“Yes, daddy.”
“Well then, what baby wants, baby gets.” He pulled off his underwear, sliding the palm of his hand up my slick folds to collect my wetness. “So wet.” He pumped his manhood in his hand a few times before lining up at my entrance.
He slammed into me, making me scream out his name. “Jinyoung!” He took a hold of my hair, tugging it.
“What was that?”
“D-daddy…” His member curved at the perfect angle. The head of his cock poked my g-spot, bringing me closer to my orgasm already.
His rough thrusts had me moaning constantly. It was hard to contain them after that level of teasing. I spread my legs even more while he pounded me from behind. His hips smacked against my ass, his hand starting to shake in my hair. He’s as close as I am. My toes curled when I felt his thrusts losing the rhythm, but still hard enough to fill me with his throbbing shaft.
“Daddy, I’m close.” I whimpered. Jinyoung let go of my hair, collapsing forward, but still maintaining enough strength to prop himself up on his hand while riding me.
“Cum for me, baby. Cum all over my big dick.” He said as he gave my ass an extra smack. I tightened around him, covering his member with my juices while we came at the same time. I dropped onto the bed, unable to stay in that position any longer.
Jinyoung pulled out of me, letting me have a bit of a break after such a powerful climax. I turned over on my back to catch my breath. Jinyoung instantly reverted into his sweet and caring side, checking to make sure he wasn’t too rough. He stroked my hair, smoothing out the little tangles.
“I wasn’t too rough was I?” He asked, his eyes changed back into the lighter, cocoa brown that I just adored.
“No, not at all. That was amazing.”
“Probably not the best way to have anniversary sex, huh?” He joked. He pulled me into his arms, kissing my forehead and comforting me.
“Who said our anniversary was over? It’s only ten o’clock.” I looked up at him, watching his eyebrows raise in shock.
“You think you can handle another round?”
“Sure. As long as I don’t get any more spanks.”
“No, love. You were a very good girl. And what do good girls get?”
Summary: Jackson has pulled some strings to come home early from promoting, so you decide to return the favor by giving him a night he won’t regret.
Jackson has been gone for two weeks promoting his solo project and now I’m in need! I’ve been missing him since the second he left. I want his touch, his kiss, his love. On lonely nights, I’d talk to him on the phone for hours, whispering dirty things to him and using my headphones so I can close my eyes and imagine he was here with me. But there only so much phone sex can do.
When he said he was coming home a few days early, I was super excited. I wanted to give him an extra special night for just the two of us. I planned to get all dolled up for his return, everything from expensive champagne to my slinky lingerie with matching heels. I counted down the days until my fantasies of his homecoming became real.
The day turned to night, I touched up my hair, sprayed his favorite perfume of mine all around our bedroom and dressed in my lingerie. All there was to do now was wait. Jackson sent me a text, letting me know he was on his way from the airport. I smirked at the screen, anxious to see him come home for the little surprise I had for him at home.
I heard the door open downstairs and jumped up to pour us both a glass of champagne. His footsteps creaked on the wooden staircase, echoed down the hall and halted outside the door. He knocked on the bedroom door, hoping I’d still be awake.
“It’s open, daddy~” I purred. He opened the door slowly, peeking in to see me standing in the middle of the room, stripped down and ready for him. “Welcome home.” I handed him a glass, giving him a passionate kiss. His free hand went straight to my ass grabbing it tightly.
He stepped back to get a better look at me, running his hand over my hip. He set his glass down, taking mine from me for a moment. I reached down, untucking his shirt from the front of his pants, pulling it off him completely. He took a hold of my waist, pressing me to his bare chest. I draped my arms around his shoulders with a smile.
“How about you make your self a little more comfortable,” I suggested.
Sitting down on the little couch in front of the bed, I had a drink of champagne while I watched Jackson undress in front of me. He was left wearing nothing but a smirk on his face. He lowered to the ground, parting my legs while I put the empty glass down. I got off the couch, straddling his legs, holding his shoulders for balance and kissing his soft lips. With his hands around my waist, he pulled me down on top of him. He relaxed on the soft rug while I grinded my hips on his.
“Damn, baby. You’re wet for me already.” Jackson grabbed my thighs, massaging them up and down. Very gently, he hooked my panties in this fingers, sliding them down my legs and I kicked them to the other side of the room.
“Mmmm~” I hummed against his lips. “I missed your kisses.”
Our hips moved in sync, grinding together to get as much friction possible. He caught my moans in his mouth, sliding his member between my folds to soak his shaft. My hips were lifted up, hovered over his hard cock.
“I want you to take me.” He whispered.
My lip wedged between my teeth as I sank down on his cock, taking every inch inside my deprived core. I stopped when I felt his base touch my swollen clit. Jackson raised my hips before pushing them back down quickly. He took two hands full of my ass, smirking to himself.
“This ass…” His breath was already so shaky, I knew he was close. “Bounce for me, baby. Ugh, you’re so tight.”
I clenched my walls around him, making it all the more difficult for him to hold back. I wanted him to fill me with his warm cum, I’ve been craving it for weeks. With a few more rough, sloppy thrusts, we both climaxed at the exact same time, moaning and ridding our ways through one of the most intense orgasms of our relationship.
I slumped onto his chest, lacking the energy to sit up straight any longer. Jackson ran his fingers through my hair while I listened to his heartbeat soften to a regular rhythm. He got up onto his feet, lifting me up with him. I quickly realized what he was doing and struggled out of his arms.
“Babe, I’m too heavy for that.” I tried to release myself, but it only made him hold me tighter. He let me down slowly onto the bed as if I weighed the same as a feather. We cuddled together under the sheets and he kissed both my cheeks before planting his lips on mine.
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